#but nah i got more grandpa stories too

[iloveundertaesooomuch]

Some advice from AU Calebs!

Heck yeah I did it! Finally i finished ONE of the HUNDREDS AU crossover ideas I have in my head!! Crossovers are fun guys!! (I apologise for a bad english in advance. Writing this it a rush.)

"It's ok to ask for help." (A Reverse Of Feathers And Mud by @jess-the-vampire)

I couldn't make a crossover meme without the legend. Sorry, not sorry. He is such a sad lad but tries to stay positive and be happy for his family uydfykudsutsudskudsluds (*dies*). I have to admitt, Caleb's dad energy is too strong for me to handle without wanting a hug him. No wonder! He was THE grandpa for centuries straight without a break. At least Caleb gets his whole family together in the end. Comics with him and either Hunter and Philip or Luz and Eda make me run in cirles around the room aaaa.

"You are not a burden." (Brother's Keeper by @idoodlestuffsometimes)

Damn, you definetly created one of the darkest AU in the fandom. Each time I re-read AU related posts I scream my lungs out because it is so angsty and so great. I am genuinely scared of your Belos ngl, because.. this man didnt loose anything and he still proceeds to do all that stuff. Enconter with him has 0 survival rate.

POOR CALEB! At least in the world of memes he had an opportunity to flee the captivity twice (the bald head and the car). This man had no moment of mental rest for centuries oh my God. One of my friends wants to fight his brother personally to protec Caleb at all cost sksksk. Well, at least Hunter will always have an actually loving relative! And if the happy ending is going to be canon, I think the future looks great, especially knowing how much pain all your characters go through currently. (And I think both Caleb and Hunter would need the "you are not a burdain" affirmations. At least some form of support in their situation.)

You said in the latest ask-answer that BK!Caleb was supposed to have white streaks in his hair so I attempted to add them. Hope they look fine! Colors for the outfit I got from Belos, so they would match, I guess???

"Murder is okay." (Loose Strings by @oldmanpip)

My bro, brother, friend... Despite you being not to involved on the discord server, my brain is still rotting with your great awesome AUs. And I know you know that. Your Caleb is really loose in all sences of that word and I love that. Wonder if your AUs will ever be available to the public. Because oh boy oh boy they deserve to be recognised. (Loose Caleb is such a conservative grandpa who never did anything wrong, wdym?)

"Your feelings matter." (Pip In Time by @celestialscribbler)

Honestly? Man, your comic is the reason I got invested in Witteclaw couple at all. Even if the "Pip in time" is not their story, but you wrote their teen romance so sweetly. Those two melted my heart... I scream each time I re-read your comic for 100th time. Just WOAH my brain goes brrr! And Caleb as a character is also written really really well. I love him so much. He is such good brother but MAN HE NEEDS A BREAK FROM BEING AN ADULT! BOY! Insirt crying and heart emojis here.

(PS: hope you still care about your health!)

My thoughts:

I have been drawing this for more than a month I think? And the only reason for that is my university. I hope to actually get an ADHD diagnosis because something is clearly wrong with me. But thats not the point.

There are so many ideas in my head. Goofy and not. The only problem is that I have less and less ability to do what I want lately. I wish I could bring them all to life, but at the same I dont know if anyone will be interested. Would AU crossovers look too self-indulgent? Or nah? Idk. (Just Grimwalker-Isle already has so much potential for stupid ridiculous fun I am runnin on coffee juice.)

Litteraly my mind is plagued with different fun plots and possibilities I am going crazy. But I also have A TON of WIPs that I need to finish. Perhaps I will attempt to manage everything at once, but, no promises.

Wish me luck on my exams!

[ninapi]

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ Better Half ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

Premise: Nobara forced Yuuji to stop by a food stand every time they came back from a mission. The girl working there always entranced the youngster, causing his teammates to tease him more than usual. An odd encounter brings her a little too close to Sukuna who ends up just as smitten as his counterpart with the young beauty. Which half will get her heart? Only time will tell.

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Old sweet Nobara…

She might be a good friend, sweet, loving teammate, yeah all that and more…but Yuuji had reasons to hate her, as much as he had reasons to love her.

Nobara loved the colorful streets of Tokyo more than anything in her life, she lived for the very little time she had to indulge in the magic of the alleys, though, every time they came out of a particularly tough mission, she would beg her loving teammates to stop by her favorite crepe stand.

“Oh c’mon! Like you don’t like going there as much as I do…More even…”

“I beg to differ…” Megumi plopped on a near by bench hoping that would stop her from walking any further.

“Ok, maybe you don’t. Cuz you’re a grandpa. But Itadori is a different story, isn’t it mate…?” her suggestive smirk made Yuuji uncomfortable to say the least.

“I mean…their crepes are really nice…so fluffy…and…flavorful…” his voice was low, so much more than his usual boisterous one, it was comical.

“Oh yeah, fluffy…definitely…” this made his cheeks turn crimson, his fidgeting getting in Megumi’s nerves.

“Gotta pee or something?”

“NO!”

“He’s just eager to see his lovely crush.”

“So he does like her, huh? I guessed as much to be honest...” heaving a defeated sigh, he got up from the bench being the one leading the team now on their way to the delicious smelling food stand.

“W-where are you going Fushigoro?!” Yuuji trailed after his friends that were currently sharing a mischievous grin like a lost little baby duck.

“Kinda hungry, man…”

“You should try the chicken one, it blew my mind…”

“GUYS! Can you stop for a second?”

“Of course not.”

The sigh that left the pink haired male made them burst into a flush of evil laughter, his sad puppy eyes and frown making him look adorable which just made it all worse for him.

“Aw, baby Itadori needs a hug. Shall we communicate his needs to the cute lady crepe chef?”

“Her name is (Y/N).”

“What? How do you know that Fushigoro? Do you like her too?”

“Too, huh? She has a name tag you moron…”

“Oh….really? I mean…”

“You mean to say you haven’t even glanced at her boobies? Wow, this is worst than I thought, I think he’s in love~” Nobara skipped her way over to the stand, dramatically moving her hands as she was a maiden in distress.

“I hate her…” his puppy eyes turned watery as he shared a look with Megumi.

“Nah…you don’t. Let’s catch up before she really tells her to hug you-“ he hadn’t even finished his sentence when Yuuji was already behind Nobara, a desperate look on his face.

“Ugh, HI!” a high pitch little scream left him, making him even more flustered, your cute giggles making him feel ridiculously happy for some reason.

“Hi~ You want the usual?” He had a usual? He realized he’s never really ordered anything, he just stares at your face from the moment he arrives until he leaves.

“Sure! It’s the best flavor ever!”

Nobara looked up with a raised eyebrow as she adds his order on the screen, “Strawberry cheesecake?”

Is that what he always ate? It was certainly good, girly as hell, but good. “Yeah, I mean is so fluffy, you should try it too, Kugisaki.”

“If you say so, I’ll get one of those then. How about you, Fushigoro? Chicken?” he just nodded, staying silent in the background assessing the situation from afar. He noticed how you’d smile at Itadori a tiny bit brighter than you did to Kugisaki, your pretty eyes sparkled so much that it made him blush, and that, was weird.

Your hands brushed Yuuji’s when you handed him his crepe, then placed the other two in a carrier and gave it over to Nobara. It was very unnecessary, yet you seemed to know how he’s always so hungry and eager, like you knew he wouldn’t wait until he arrived at a place to eat it peacefully, as if he was dying to bite onto it as soon as possible.

And right you were, his first bite was something else… his nose ended up full of wiped cream and that dorky smile of his full of crumbles.

You didn’t have to do anything about it, but you did. You leaned over the counter window and got it off his face with a wet tissue, the adoring smile you had on your face not easily missed by both of his friends.

“Sorry to break the lovey-dovey moment, but Gojo-sensei is waiting for us. We must eat them before he finds out we’ve been eating sweets without him.” she grabbed onto Yuuji’s elbow, dragging him with her like a dog on a leash.

“Ugh…(Y/N)! Thanks! It’s as good as always and I’m so clean now! Feels great! You're the best, your boss should give you a rise or something!”

“Oh for fuck sakes…shut up Itadori…you're embarrassing...”

He was now being dragged away from you by both of his embarrassed friends. His smile though, never leaving his face, just like yours didn’t for the rest of the day.

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“You went where??” Gojo was pacing back and forth in the classroom, lack of sugar being pretty evident in his current behavior making them feel even guiltier.

“We just made a little pit stop on the way, gotta eat too, you know?"

“You didn’t just make a ‘pit stop’…you went to my favorite crepe stand…and didn’t bring me anything….you’re such a soulless bunch of brats…it’s unbelievable…I’m so good with you all and you just…” his sulking increased even further, making Nobara giggle.

“You’re such a drama queen, sensei…”

“King, you mean. King of the world~”

“Ugh, I’m out of here…”

“So what’s wrong with Itadori?” stealing the last bit of his defenseless student’s crepe, Gojo sat on his chair, feet resting on his teacher desk.

“He’s in love…with an older woman…”

“She’s not an older woman!” the little snarl he gave Nobara was one that would rival a feisty tiny chihuahua, but it gave Gojo a pretty good idea of how serious this whole thing was.

“So, who’s this older woman?”

“The crepe stand girl.”

“Oh, ok Itadori’s right, she’s not an older woman…maybe a couple of years older than you at most. She’s a part-timer I believe.” the look in Yuuji’s eyes changed immediately, turning into a soft dreamy one.

“Though, you might want to keep yourself at bay, Itadori. Must I remind you the king of curses lives within you? Just thinking of sweet little (Y/N) being in danger makes me feel sick…” his words were harsh and made Yuuji recoil, he knows this, all too well, but there was no need to worry as much, is not like he was planning on confessing or something.

Without giving as much as a reply to his superior, Yuuji just left the classroom and hid himself in his own room for the rest of the day.

It was so frustrating to him how he couldn’t even have a crush, how much this curse has affected his life and how much he sometimes wished he would get to be a normal teenager once more.

To make things worse, Sukuna has been listening all this time…

Falling in love made Yuuji weak, his defenses were slowly disappearing and his mind was just somewhere else, the perfect timing to go for a little ride.

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Another mission came along the next day, it was an easy reckoning one, over after an hour or so, there was no excuse to go for crepes and for that Yuuji was grateful.

However, Sukuna himself had other plans.

Yuuji’s depressed aura as they walked past the street you worked at was the final push necessary for him to take full control of his host’s body.

“Itadori, how about we get some ice crea- 

Itadori?

Fushigoro…Itadori’s gone-“ looking around desperately there was no sign at all of their teammate.

“What? What do you mean gone?” turning around just as desperate, all he could see was a dust cloud, proof he had been there not long ago, but not just of that, but also of the fact that he had left at an incredible speed.

The amount of cursed energy coming from down the road overwhelmed the young sorcerer, his face paling instantly. “Kugisaki….Sukuna…he’s…he’s here…”

“Tch, of course, he loves coming out when Gojo-sensei isn’t here…What do we do now?”

Megumi’s face was worrying her, he’s not someone to show fear easily, it also meant he had no clue of what to do next and she wasn’t great at this sort of impromptu life saving plans.

“What’s wrong, Fushigoro? Is he going too far this time?”

He just nodded, swallowing his anxiety down, “The crepe stand…”

Now that was playing dirty…he would for sure harm you if that meant getting full control of Itadori’s body, the perfect token for blackmail.

With a frown and unshared words, both ran towards the direction emanating the ridiculous amounts of cursed energy.

Though, what they found at the scene was beyond their expectations.

You were leaning on the window, like you usually do to get closer to Yuuji, like if nothing was out of the ordinary, like he didn’t have a completely different appearance and voice, making Megumi frown with distaste.

While he was fully concentrated on your safety, Nobara had her eyes on Sukuna. Saying his demeanor was odd, would be an understatement.

His smirk was wide, his eyes mischievous, his elbows were leaning on the same windowsill as you were, his face inches from yours. “My lovely angel, would you be willing to go to the depths of hell with me? I mean, hypothetically of course…” his words made you giggle and blush.

In all honesty, you did notice the change, though you didn’t question it much, is not like you had knowledge of curses, therefore the idea of your crush being possessed by an evil curse never crossed your mind.

“Is hell a nice place?”

“It isn’t. But I would make it comfortable for you if you do agree to come with me…”

Megumi’s blood ran cold and without thinking much he grabbed Sukuna by his elbow pulling him away from you, “Itadori…you’re scaring (Y/N)…”

Truth is, he wasn’t though. 

You had a delighted face while talking to him and the flirting has been mutual the entire time.

While Yuuji’s real and sweet persona made your heart skip a beat with his cute shyness, Sukuna’s assertive and even commanding self made your knees weak. 

You didn’t really understand his change in demeanor and you even considered him having double personality, but the truth was simple, you liked both sides equally, and didn’t mind one bit if he indeed had it, he at least seemed to remember you in both states.

But you went along with Megumi’s act, as he looked quite disturbed and worried, he did know him better than you after all.

Megumi’s words seemed to stir something inside Itadori, his eyes switching from a harsh scowl to a soft worrying misty look. He was struggling to gain control back since he really didn’t want to harm the woman he loved and he knew very well what Sukuna was capable of.

“What are you talking about, brat? You like this side of me much better, don’t you gorgeous?” his playful wink made you swoon, causing Itadori’s stomach to sink just a bit.

“I like every side of you. Though, why the face painting? Are you guys performing art students?”

“Something like that…now If you excuse us, we won’t be getting any crepes today, we need to take him home, he needs a bit of…ugh…rest.”

“Think about it babe, alright? If you so wish to, I’ll make you my queen.” 

After his last statement, Yuuji finally managed to wake up and gather his bearings, he felt like crap and had no energy left within his body. With an arm around each of his friends, he was able to get back to the academy in one piece, though, his heart had taken a harsh blow. 

You liked Sukuna…but you also liked him?

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Masterlist

[phantom-dc]

Dad Hood - part 14

Bruce was getting a weird feeling. He thought that with Jason coming clean about having a kid and with he misunderstanding about Jason being cloned cleared up that things would go back to normal. But the way his sons were acting told him that there was still something he didn’t know. It likely had something to do with Danny, but he wasn’t sure what. Danny was a sweet kid, always eager to help others and make new friends. Bruce had still no clue what Dick, Tim and Jason were hiding from him and it nagged at him. He was suspicious that it was something big, otherwise one of them would’ve ratted the others out by now. If not to him then to Duke, Steph or Cass. Even Alfred didn’t know what was going on, and there were times Bruce suspected him of being an all-knowing being only pretending to be human. Bruce decided to keep an close eye. It’s not like he could investigate the Joker case any further before J’ohn came back from Mars anyway.

‘Grandpa Bruce, is daddy’s doll dry yet?’

Bruce looked down. Danny was looking at him with big eyes, waiting for the paint on their self-made Red Hood action figure to dry. Checking it with his finger, Bruce found it had dried and was ready.

‘It seems he is, champ. Here you go, you can play all you want with him. Be careful not to break him, ok?’

After Bruce handed Danny the action figure, Danny got really excited. He immediately ran back to his other toys so he could play out the stories his uncle’s told him about. Though they were made child-friendly, of course. Danny immediately gathered the Batman, Nightwing and Red Robin toys. He even had a Mr. Freeze and Riddler toy. Mr. Freeze had no problem with his visage being used as long as a portion of the money went to his wife’s cure. Riddler had seen it as a contest with Batman, so his toy even came with pre-recorded riddles! Seeing Danny play with them, Bruce turned to the other people in the room.

‘Dang, Bruce. You’re really playing into the grandpa role, aren’t you?’

Jason smirked at Bruce. It was a good thing that there wasn’t much happening in Gotham. With things calm in the city, he could stay a bit longer and the family could bond. Jason couldn’t remember the last time things were like this. He started to wonder if he should tell everyone how Danny took care of his Lazarus problem… Nah, they would just ask more questions and he really didn’t want to put his Soul on display again. Never again.

‘You’re not going anywhere, Red Hood! We’ll skin you alive and turn you into a coffee table!’ Danny said, holding the Mr. Freeze toy.

Dick, Jason, Tim and Bruce looked at Danny. Where had he picked up that language? Sure, Jason wasn’t always able to watch what he said around Danny, but he never threatened to turn someone into furniture? Maybe he should try it though. He bet he could make it work, with his reputation and all.

‘You are going down! The Red Hood never loses! Pew pew!’ Danny was pretending the Red Hood toy could shoot lasers from his hands.

Dick thought it was adorable. Did Danny think Jason had laser guns? Did he see those in cartoons? Maybe Danny liked those sci fi cartoons that were popular nowadays. With all the glow-in-the-dark stars Danny put up in his room it was obvious that Danny loved space. He wonders if Danny had those stars in his old house.

‘I am the Question Mark, and you will question why you ever thought you could win!’ Danny was holding the Riddler toy, and for some reason putting up a mad-scientist voice.

Bruce was worried. What had Danny been through that he knew about stuff like this? The threats and the obvious mad-scientist. Did the person Danny was copying the voice off the same one as the person that tried to clone him? It made him think. After Jason had told him that Danny had adoptive parents out there, he had avoided the issue. He’d been too happy to have a new family member. But now? Would it be safe for Danny? He should investigate these ‘parents’, so he could decide if it would be safer for Danny to stay here. If he was going to stay, Bruce knew that he would be fine. Everyone loved Danny, and Jason was being a very good father-figure to him. Bruce could tell that Jason loved his son very much, and would do anything for him. Somewhere, deep down, Bruce wished he could say the same thing.

‘You’re defeated, Question-Mark-man! No evil people will harm the innocents while the Red Hood is here!’ Danny put the Red Hood toy’s foot on the Riddler toy, in a triumphant pose.

Jason smiled. It was nice to be his kids hero. He felt a hand on his shoulder. Bruce looked at him with a very proud look in his eyes.

‘Jason, I must say, I’m proud of you. You’re a good father.’

And then Danny phased the Riddler toy into the floor.

Bruce, Jason and Dick were looking at Danny. Danny, who had just phased a toy into the floor. Seeing the gears turning in Bruce’s head, Tim quickly scooped up the kid and left the room. As Bruce slowly turned to look at Jason and Dick, Jason decided to make the first move:

‘IT WAS DICK’S FAULT!’

Dick was shocked by that. They immediately started arguing. Dick accused Jason of throwing him under the bus. Jason accused Dick of leaving Danny alone in public. Dick threw back that Jason didn’t warn him about Danny being so much to handle. Jason asked why on Earth he told his 5-year old child that he puts people in the ground, this never would’ve-

‘ENOUGH!’

Bruce’s voice boomed through the room, silencing the 2 brothers. He was furious. His grandson was the reason the Joker was dead, and his own children tried to hide it from him! Bruce took a deep breath. Dick and Jason were looking guilty. Bruce was reminder of how they looked when they got into trouble as kids, but this was serious. The fight the two had did reveal a few things to Bruce.

‘So, Danny is a meta? And you, Dick, told him that bad people are to be buried alive?’

Dick didn’t look him in the eyes:

‘He wanted to know what Jason did for work, and I was overwhelmed and it just came out? I knew I messed up as soon as I said it, but Dany didn’t seem to care. I never thought he would-’

Bruce cut him off. He needed more information, not excuses.

‘Does Danny realize he killed someone?’

Jason said Danny didn’t, at least Jason thinks he didn’t. Danny never showed signs of that, but with all the things that Danny does do it might have slipped through. Jason still isn’t sure what things Danny tells him are real and what is a child’s interpretations. Bruce sighed. That was good, at least they didn’t have another trauma to deal with.

‘Ok, we can deal with this. But I do need to know what Danny can do before we can make plans for him. Is phase-shifting his only power?’

Jason looked at Dick with a strange look, that promised nothing good. He pulled out a tiny black notebook, scribbled something in it, claiming to be updating the list and handed it to Bruce.

Invisibility

Cryokinesis

Flight

Soul-pulling-out-powers???

Destructive scream

Super strength

(Flying) Superspeed

Photokineses

Shields

Doesn't need to breath (as often)?

Color changing (Camouflage? Different form?)

Phase-shifting

Bruce read it over. He looked at Jason.

‘Jason. This is like half the Justice League’s powers.’

Jason just nods. Dick tells him this is only what they’ve seen Danny do. They have no clue what else he can do. Danny’s memory is iffy, and couldn’t give them a list himself.

‘We need to figure out where Danny came from. We put this off long enough, but this amount of powers is concerning. I’m guessing you were hiding more form me, so the both of you need to come clean about everything.’

Jason sighed. He knew this was coming. He told Bruce everything. How Danny just showed up, to the Lazarus blood, to being cloned, to being younger than he should be and everything. By the end, Bruce had turned slightly pale. The three decided to use the Bat-computer to find out more.

When they got there, Tim was already working on Danny’s case. He managed to track Danny from the orphanage in Europe that Talia had left him at. There Danny had been adopted by a family called ‘the Fenton’s’, but he had lost sight of them after they moved to the US. No matter how hard Tim tried, he couldn’t find anything. It was almost like there was some sort off wall blocking all information. As much as he hated to admit it, Tim didn’t think that technology would help them much further. Bruce thought for a bit. If technology couldn’t help…

‘Good thing Constantine still owes me a favor, then.’

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[islandtarochips]

Tiala and Gaz’s Children

Ok. I know I haven’t make any love stories about Tiala and Gaz YET. But I couldn’t help but to think about of what their future children would look like! So here is what I’ve been thinking!

Tiala’s x Gaz’s Children: Features

Emelia (eh-meh-lee-ah) Garrick - Emelia is the eldest daughter of Mr. And Mrs. Garrick. She has Tiala’s face and her hair too. She also has Gaz’s skin color.

Jessie Garrick - Jessie is the 2nd eldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Garrick. She has Gaz’s face and Tiala’s hair. She also has Tiala’s skin color.

Hōne (hoh-neh) Garrick - Hōne is the middle child. The son of Mr. and Mrs. Garrick. He has Gaz’s face and his hair. Same for his skin color too.

Tiana Garrick - Tiana is the 2nd youngest daughter of Mr. And Mrs. Garrick. She has Tiala’s face and skin color with Gaz’s nose and hair (but longer).

Sina (see-nah) Garrick - Sina is the youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Garrick. The baby girl has Tiala’s nose, hair and got Gaz’s face. She also got Gaz’s skin color.

Tiala x Gaz Children’s Personality and Facts Check:

Emelia Garrick:

- She has both of her father’s and mother’s hardworking personality. Since she’s the eldest. It’s her duty and responsibility to take the role as the older child.

- Smartness is her thing. Got that from her dad. She’s also an A+ student!

-Emelia always helped out most of the time at home and at her mother's bakery shop.

- She really enjoys watching Dr. Who with her dad and would talk nonstop about it with him too!

- She also loves to learn her mother’s native language. So her mom and grandma taught her most of it and she improves it very well!

- Emelia also enjoys hearing about her mother's ancestors and would use it for her presentation most of the time.

Jessie Garrick:

- Jessie has her competitive personality from her dad. Always up for the challenge.

- She enjoys playing sports with both of her parents. Even playing Rugby with her mom.

- She’s the Captain in both rugby and volleyball for girls.

-Jessie is also a rebel against some older folks when she was a little girl. But NEVER and I mean NEVER against her parents. (Tiala had taught her one way of NOT behaving like that)

- Her favorite Uncle is Kanoa and Soap.

Hōne Garrick:

- Named after his late Uncle, Hōne.

- He has his mom’s personality of being judgmental with every person he sees. (Only if he finds them suspicious or weird)

- He even has that protective personality from BOTH of his parents. Mostly being protective with his little sister.

- You’ll be surprised when he grows up he won’t even know why most girls always swoon for him. He didn’t know that he has his dad’s charming looks.

- He always ask his grandpa (Tiala’s dad) to tell him the time when he went in the military.

- Violence is always his answer. Unless it’s necessary. (He either gets scolded by his mom or got an approval from her. His dad approves it sometimes that depends if it's the right reason.)

-Hōne also likes to hang around with his Uncle Sami or Ghost.

Tiana Garrick:

- A mute child who could only respond by writing on her board or doing British Sign Language.

- She’s a bit shy and will always stay beside either with Emelia or Hōne. Whenever her parents aren't around.

- She always gets bully most of the time because of her not speaking (Hōne has dealt with them…he needs to stop hanging with his Uncle Sami and Ghost)

- Enjoys drawing. Was planning to become an artist or making a comic.

-Aunty Agnes and Uncle Soap are her favorite people. Since the two can draw and would LOVE to teach Tiana to know more about it!

- Doesn’t really enjoy loud noises. A bit sensitive to it so she wore her headphones most of the time.

Sina Garrick:

- A baby.

- An adorable little baby.

- Who enjoy naps and being fed.

- Always cry for her mommy.

- Everyone in the family will kill anyone if she’s ever HARMED.

So after of these two getting married. Tiala had retired from being the Captain of the Marines and leave the leading of the WTF to Captain Harrison (Who he was use to be the Lieutenant). While Gaz is still serving in the SAS which leaves Tiala taking care of their kids.

Tiala and Gaz decided to move into London after their honeymoon. Somewhere near the base is at since Gaz is still active on duty. And he was always been called in so he has like a short deployment. So he had tried to spend as much time with his kids and his wife before being departed back to the base.

Meanwhile, Tiala had opened a small bakery and could finally work in peace. That her hands can now use them for making things something wonderful instead of for destroying things. She wouldn't mind for her kids to hang around in her bakery while she works.

The two had finally made a life that they'll live together forever along with their wonderful children. And Tiala had finally found a man who truly love and cared for her dearly.

And that's all I got for now! I might edit it again if I needed too! Thank you guys for reading this far! Love ya, peles!

And now, I must tag these peeps!

@alypink @welldonekhushi @revnah1406 @kaitaiga

@sleepyconfusedpotato @justasmolbard @deeptrashwitch

@dirtfullofwork @imagoddamnonionmason @mutantthedark

@raresvtm @applbottmjeens

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 14: DREAM CATCHER - Episode 23: Best Shot

Troupe member A: Misumi-kun, rehearsal’s running a little late, so we’re gonna start 20 minutes later than planned.

Misumi: Okaaay!

Troupe member B: Misumi-kun, you’re really good at acting, but how much experience do you have? Have you been acting since you were a kid?

Misumi: Nuh-uh, I started when I joined MANKAI Company.

Troupe member A: The new MANKAI Company was established only a few years ago. Oh-ho, we’ve got a natural amongst us.

Troupe member B: What made you want to act all of a sudden?

Misumi: They invited me when I sneaked into Grandpa’s theater company’s dorm~

Troupe member A: Your Grandpa’s company is…

Misumi: My Grandpa’s name is Hakkaku Ikaruga.

Troupe member B: You’re Hakkaku-san’s grandson!

Troupe member A: Ohhh, is that so? Now that you mention it, you do have the same last name.

Troupe member B: I can tell why Syu-san has his eye on you.

Troupe member A: Did ya know? Syu-san is a die-hard fan of Hakkaku-san. He’s still got a picture they took together on his mirror.

Misumi: A picture of Grandpa!?

Syu: What’re you tellin’ him.

Troupe member A: Uh-oh, and here I take my leave.

Troupe member B: Haha, he’s bound to find out anyway if he pays attention.

Misumi: I wanna see the picture of Grandpa!

Syu: … I got no choice. Here ya go.

Misumi: Grandpa…!

Syu: Hakkaku-san didn’t really like taking pictures. This one’s rare, ain’t it?

Misumi: Yup!

Syu: It’s from right around the time you were born…

[Flashback starts]

Hiro: Congratulations on your grandchild’s safe delivery, Hakkaku-san!

Syu: Congratulations.

Kasumi: Wahhh, the baby is so cute~

Zen: Is it a boy?

Yukio: He has your and Kusumi-kun’s eyes.

Syu: Have you decided on a name?

Hakkaku: No, I’ve got a few on my mind, but I haven’t picked yet.

Syu: Since he’s your grandson, he might have a bright future as a scriptwriter.

Hakkaku: Nah… I’d be more at ease if he were an actor. Well, the best thing would be to let him do what he wants to do.

Hakkaku: But if that does end up being his future, I’d really like to see him on top of the stage.

Hakkaku: Especially if it was here at MANKAI Theater. I’d have nothing to complain about then.

Yukio: Haha, we have to do our best to keep going then.

Hiro: You have to get him into acting while you still can.

Zen: If you force him into it, he’ll just avoid it.

Kasumi: You have to live a long life too, Hakkaku-san.

Hakkaku: You’re right. Who’d have thought I’d be making new dreams at my age?

Yukio: Oh, Hakkaku-san. We should take a picture with your grandchild.

Hakkaku: Whaddya mean, with my grandson? This is just a photograph of him.

Yukio: We’ll do it to commemorate! And I’ve just bought a new camera for our company.

Hakkaku: You just want to take a test shot, don’t you? Well, whatever.

[Flashback ends]

Syu: I’m sure Hakkaku-san would’ve also loved to see ya act.

Misumi: Grandpa…

Syu: Nice photo, ain’t it? Normally he’d have never agreed to such a thing, but he was in an unusually good mood that day.

Syu: I’ll give it to you. It’s only right to give it to the person it oughta belong to.

Misumi: Eh? Are you sure…?

Syu: Just as we were going to give the freshly printed photo to him, he told us he’d decided on a name for his grandson.

Syu: Look–

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[warringwarrioridiot]

"They was asking for it"

YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ASKING FOR?? A BIG FAT BASEBALL BAT TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL AT FULL SPEED MAX ISTG

Mfs like this need to take a long walk off of a short cliff cus if I EVER catch them I'm gonna commit some good old fashion homicide.

If you say things like "You should've enjoyed it" or "at least you got some" I'm tracking your IP and shoving ten cacti in your anal hole and/or vagina.

"game is game 🤪"

You need to shut your ketchup stain, Junkrat main, micro brain, aluminium chain, ankle sprain, CHOCOLATE RAIIIIN, with your runny nose dirty toes lick hobos cOwAbUnGa BrOs, Dude, I want you to look at your entire life. All your life choices. And tell me when you had an original idea in your brain. Your ass got kicked out and disowned and you started aggressively tapping the home button on your IPhone "Oh, help. Why is it not working?". YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS LIKE A NARUTO FILLER EPISODE, MY BOY! YOUR PRANKS ARE AS REPETITIVE AS THE AD "Whopper, Whopper, Whopper, Whopper" YOUR BRAIN IS JUST AS REAL AS THE LOVE YOUR PARENTS HAVE FOR YOU! YOUR GRANDMA GAVE BLING BLING BOY A LAP DANCE FOR PAY DAY. Wait hold on! *Punch punch punch* GIVE ME THE MONEY YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST ROBBED YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST HIT A LICK ON YOUR GRANDMA, HOW DOES THAT FEEL?! SHE POOR AS HELL NOW! YOU PUT A BALLOON ON YOUR HEAD AND THOUGHT IT WAS A DURAG! YOU LIKE RONALD MCDONALD FROM OHIO! "HEYA KID! YOU WANT A BIG MAC?!" WHEN YOU WALK DOWNSTAIRS YOUR WHOLE HOUSE STARTS RUMBLING! YOU BRING THE POWER OF EREN YEAGER AND 37 COLOSSAL TITANS DOWN YOUR STAIRCASE! AFTER YOU EAT DINNER YOU EAT THE PLATE AND THEN YOU EAT THE TABLE AS WELL! CHOMP CHOMP! YOU RENT OUT THE GAP BETWEEN YOU TEETH AS A PARKING SPACE FOR ANTS! YOU LOOK EMO ASF "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES! THIS IS MY LAST RESORT! SUFFOCATION! NO BREATHING!" LOOK AT YOUR NOSE YOU HAVE TWO MARIO PIPES COMING OUT OF YOUR HEAD! YAHOO! LET'S A GO! THEY MADE A SEQUEL TO FINDING NEMO BASED OFF YOUR ASS CALLED "LOCATING CHROMOSOMES! IN THEATRES THIS JULY!" YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A RAT LIVING UNDER YOUR BED IN A PRINGLES CAN! YOU POSTED AN INSTAGRAM STORY ABOUT A JAMAICAN CRICKET GIVING YOU A LAP DANCE IN THE BACK OF TOYS R US! YOU TORTURED AN ANT BY TYING HIM TO YOUR BUTTHOLE AND FARTING ON HIM! I HAVE MORE ROASTS YOU KNOW! YOUR GRANDMA IS A DARK SOULS BOSS CALLED "THE WRINKLE!

EW NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO THERE IS NO WAY! THAT THIS... OLD ASS FART WRINKLE IS TALKING TO ME IN SUCH A DISRESPECTFUL MANNER. YOU KNOW IT'S ACTUALLY KINDA SAD YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO BE A GRANDPA NOW BUT INSTEAD OF ADVANCING YOUR BIOLOGICAL CHAIN YOU'VE INSTEAD SPENT YOUR DAYS ALONE IN YOUR ROOM READING HITLER MANIFESTOS AND COSPLAYING AS A FUCKIN' NEO NAZI. SO MANY YEARS AND SUCH LITTLE ADVANCEMENT. No seriously! Seriously I find it amusing THAT YOUR PENCIL PENIS DONKEY KONG BARREL BUILT LOOKIN' ASS WOULD ASSUME THAT I EVEN REMOTELY CARE ABOUT A SINGLE ONE. NO NO NO FUCK THAT. A SINGLE SYLLABLE OF THE VERBAL DIARRHEA GARGLE THAT'S COMING OUT OF THE DUSTY SARLAC PIT YOU CONSIDER TO BE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU MY FACE?? YOU WANNA SEE MY FUCKIN' FACE??? BITCH SHOW ME YOUR FUCKIN' HAIRLINE CAUSE I KNOW THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE SPEAKING TO ME RIGHT NOW DRESSED UP AS A GOD DAMN DIABOLICAL BOY SCOUT. NAH LOOK AT THEM TEETH. BOY YOUR TEETH IN CREATIVE MODE. HELL NAH BOY STOP PLAYING YOU TOO OLD FOR THIS SHIT. BRO THEY GOT FOSSIL RECORDS FOR EACH ONE OF YOUR FAT ROLLS. NAH STOP PLAYING WITH ME BOY I CAN'T TAKE YO ASS SERIOUSLY WHEN YOU DRESS UP LIKE A GODDAMN MEDIEVAL TERRORIST. BRO IS ABOUT TO SHOOT UP HIS OLD FOLKS HOME WITH A CROSSBOW AND A FUCKING TREBUCHET. YA YEET DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM! SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP. WHAT THE FUCK? A HE AHHH EEEEE SHUT UP BITCH. YOU WANT ME TO TURN ON MY CAMERA? YO DICK BUILT LIKE A INVERTED BANANA. YO FOREHEAD CRACKED UP LIKE THE AFRICAN SAVANNAH. I CAUGHT YOU AND YO SISTER BUTT NAKED LAST NIGHT. SWEET HOME ALABAMA. FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS? WHAT IS YOU WEARING WITH YO GODDAMN HONEY WHERE IS MY SUPER SUIT? NAH BOY LOOK AT YO ROOM, YO HOUSE DIRTY AS HELL. YOU GOT FOUR SEWER RATS IN YO BATH TUB RIGHT NOW FLOATING ON TOP OF A PIZZA BOX SINGING. "YO HO THIEVES AND BEGGARS". LIKE SHIT, BOY I CAUGHT YOU HAVING AN EMOTIONAL CONVERSATION WITH YO TOE NAIL LAST NIGHT. WE COULD'VE BEEN SUPER STARS REMEMBER WHEN WE AS JACKING CARS. YOU AND YO TOE NAIL WAS GOING TO BE THE DYNAMIC DUO. BITCH YOU WAS GONNA BE IN AMERICA'S GOT TALENT SWINGING THAT SHIT AROUND LIKE A FUCKING BOOMERANG. SHUT YO STUPID ASS UP. BRUH I CAUGHT YOU JACK SPARROW RUNNING AROUND YOUR HOUSE WHILE YOUR DAD WAS TRYING TO BEAT YOU WITH A TOILET PLUNGER LAST NIGHT. COME HERE BOY! SHUT YO ASS UP. BITCH EVERYTIME YOU TAKE A SHIT THE GAME OF THRONES THEME SONG STARTS PLAMMERING IN YO HOUSE.BUM BUA BUM BUDUM BUM. SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP BRUH.

Are you getting mad?

Are you getting mad?

DAMN You getting mad now! Cuz yo Legal name is Ledenhouser Strogenberg. Nah don't be Smiling now boy You ain't slick Boy! I caught you in the locker room after gym class Frantically wiping yo armpits down With a kleenex While tryna smell good For the girls In the hallway. OI ZOINKS! I GOTTA- I GOTTA HURRY UP. SHUT YO ASS UP YOU LIKE A DIABETIC TOASTER STRUDEL. YOU UGLY AHH AS HELL. YOU GOT THEM BIG ASS HUMPTY DUMPTY PANTS ON BRUH. YOU USE A FRUIT ROLL UP AS A BELT TO HOLD UP YO BUNG DU BUNGLA. Shut yo ugly Ass up You got Mineral deposits In your Belly button. You dumb As hell You thought Google drive Was a brand new Taxi service. Bitch yo Grandma Threw a Rage spell On the kitchen floor And started Smacking you with A weiner schnitzel. Shut yo ass up You a Diabolical Special needs Student. Boy you was In the back of a Short bus Maniacally Planning How you was gonna Take over Your school.HMMMMM YEAHHHHHHHHHH It will be MINE! Shut yo Ass up, Boy I caught you Butt Naked Playing gorilla tag With a mouse in your Kitchen. Yo ass Be sliding around The counters Like a paraplegic Frozone. Gotta Catch 'em ALL! Shut yo ass up With yo "I got a feeling Ooooooooo!" Everytime yo Grandpa Tickles yo Butthole. Shut yo Stupid ass up You thought the One chip challenge Was sticking a Hot cheeto Up your buttcrack. Ok! Here we go Everybody! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Shut yo Dirty ass up Get yo ass on bruh.

It's actually so fucking sad these people still exist in 2024.

Istg misogynists and forced birth extremists and rapists are the most atrociously ugliest love-lacking idiots.

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I rest my fucking case, your honor. Kill every single one of these people before I do it myself.

[otteranha]

 part 1 Part 3 of the snowed in blackout at Steve’s house fic*

*did I skip part 2 because this section was finished and wouldn’t get out of my brain? yes, yes I did. apologies for any confusion, part 2 will be out sometime. 

It was nearly 6 o’clock and the chaos had dulled to a simmer. Eddie had to admit that it was a lot of hosting to take on for a lot of long, dark, empty hours if Harrington had been letting the kids stay over since the storm. No wonder the guy looked shell shocked. Once the question of the television was officially out, Eddie got the kids circled up, passing around a flashlight as they told each other ghost stories. Peace reigning upon earth, Eddie peeled himself off the floor and left the group to their pseudo-campfire tales, and snuck back into the kitchen.

The overhead lights were still on there and in the hallway, everything else dark. Steve was arranging fix-in’s for s’mores on several plates. It was the first time Eddie’d seen him alone all day. Steve looked up, “Hey thanks for your help this afternoon. I think I might actually have lost my mind there if I had to face that lot alone.” Eddie hadn’t expected that. “Oh, no problem. You’re the one doing us a favor really.” “Yeah but you fully made yourself the bad guy back there, with the TV. That- that was a big help.”

“Well, you can’t play good-cop bad-cop all by yourself. They always gang up on you like that?” “Nah,” said Steve, “Usually they’re pretty great. I want to say sweet but that’s giving them too much credit, usually they’re...” “Salty? Savory? Umami?”

Steve laughed. “Sure, let’s go with that. Besides they’re lightyears better people than I was at their age so. I try to cut them some slack.” He trailed off, then exclaimed, “Oh you never got your shower did you?” Eddie, in fact, had not. 

“You can go now, if you don’t mind showering by lantern. The water heater’s still getting power.”

“Right now I’d shower by bioluminescent fish if the water was hot.” 

Steve laughed again- strangely gratifying. “Let me get this out to them and I’ll grab you a towel.” He disappeared with the snacks. When he returned he lead Eddie not towards his dad’s gym where everyone had been showering all day, but upstairs.

“Luring me into the bowels of Castle Harrington? I’m not going to end up bricked into a wall, am I?” Eddie asked. The hallway was long, deeply carpeted and spookily pristine.

“It’s a mess in there. I swear, not one person cleaned the drain. I should make a sign.” He lead Eddie into a bedroom with an ensuite bathroom tiled all over in what was either pale grey or lavender, impossible to tell by flashlight.

“Your parents don’t mind you letting the rabble invade their room?”

“Oh, this is a spare room.”

Eddie felt himself blush, of course it was a spare room idiot. Because people like the Harrington’s had to spend their money on things like rooms nobody slept in 90% of the time. He bounced around, distracting from his mistake, coming to rest in front of a display of photographs on a presumably empty dresser. 

“Must be handy for all those Harrington family get togethers, huh?”

“d’Agostino get togethers actually. My mom’s family. Dad’s an only child.”

“That explains a lot.”

“You’re an only child, aren’t you?” Steve said, but he didn’t sound mad, just matter of fact. 

Eddie had to admit his point.”Touchè, your Majesty.”

“They were going to have more kids I guess,” Steve went on, “But mom says she ruined her figure enough just having me.” His tone was light but in the weird flickering light from the flashlights, everything seemed to have a kind of gravity.

“You have a lot of cousins,” said Eddie looking over the photographs- dozens of people with symmetrical faces, standing in symmetrically arranged poses in rows symmetrically arranged frames.

“Yeah. We haven’t seen them in years. Mom stopped talking to her family after my grandpa died. It was tough on her and- ” he cut himself off abruptly.

“And what?” “Nothing.” “Tell me.” “Rich people problems. You don’t want to hear about it.”

“Sure I do,” and to his surprise Eddie did. “Lay that Park Avenue drama on me Harrington.”

“My mom’s got three brothers, she’s the only girl. It’s just that my grandpa was really old school, traditional, you know? He divided everything equally among his kids in his will, but instead of leaving my mom’s share to her he... he put it in a trust. For me, when I turn 21. I don’t know all the details, I was only 10 when he died but I remember she was going to leave my dad. She had an apartment and a lawyer and everything.” He drummed his fingers nervously over the dresser and went on. 

"Then her dad died and she was gonna use the money he left her to get away and start over. Only she didn’t get any of it. And her brothers wouldn’t help her out, because they thought she was asking for more than her share. I think she was kind of mad at me too, because grandpa left me the money instead of her. I tried to give it to her once when I was a kid but she just got upset and told me not to mention it again. Anyway she stopped talking to her family after that so. Not many family get togethers.”

“That’s not fair though. It wasn’t your fault, you were just a kid.”

“I know, I think she just couldn’t help being a little mad about it. She’s a good mom though.” Steve raised his chin, defensive. The beam of the flashlight lay across the long column of his neck. “Oh yeah?”

"She could still have left my dad, but he would’ve kept me. His lawyers are really good. And she wasn’t going to leave me with him.”

“I get it,” said Eddie because suddenly, weirdly he did. He had something in common with Steve Harrington. Upstairs in the dark house, it felt like they were the only two people who existed, not in Steve’s parents’ guest room, but some weird pocket realm, through a wardrobe, or a looking glass.

“Do you?”

“I really do Steve.” Eddie cleared his throat, “My mom tried to leave my dad a bunch of times. Sometimes she had to leave in the middle of the night without even a bag but she always took me with her.”

“Oh.” Steve looked at him, this common ground seemingly just as surprising to him as it was to Eddie. “Is she- where is she now? If you don’t mind my asking.”

“Drunk driver.”

“I’m sorry.” 

“Yeah me too.” They stared a bit, not directly, but pretty steadily at each other’s shoes. Then Steve shook himself, tossing Eddie the towel.

“I’ll get out of your hair. Thanks again for helping with the kids. I really hate it when they get so- when I have to disappoint them like that.”

“Any time you need someone to play the big bad, just whistle. Especially if I can claim all the amenities of chez Harrington, seriously this towel is like a cloud had a baby with a lamb.”

“Aren’t lambs already babies?”

Eddie snorted. “Semantics. Now shoo.” Steve shooed. 

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for lying to my field trip partner and ruining his dreams?

Alright so, for context - I was in this field trip to a village to learn about the local legend for my assignment and I partnered up with a boy from another school that grew up in the village (Let's call him K).

He was awfully shy, but he seemed very nice, and it was really, really obvious that he adores the legend... though he was self-conscious talking about it since he was a big fan of the ogre that everyone was afraid of instead of the heroes of the story the townsfolk adored. But I didn't see anything wrong with having an opinion and I liked how happy he was talking about it and wanting to be its friend so I thought we were off to a good start of a friendship.

Now, here's where it all starts; At the local festival, I somehow ran into the actual ogre from the legend with K's older sister (let's call her C). The ogre dropped her mask and ran off scared. And the first thing C said after we realized who we just met was that she wanted to lie about encountering K's literal childhood idol because she was worried he'd act recklessly like chase after it in the mountains during the middle of the night.

I thought that was unfair but... guys, C has some serious anger management issues, she freaked me out too much to try risking it. Even if she wasn't actually planning to shove a ball of poison gas in my mouth, I was scared she'd get a stroke or something with how often she shakes in rage.

Not only that, but when we brought the mask to their grandpa, he came to tell us a whole bombshell about how everything we know about the legend is a complete lie... and then proceeded to ALSO tell us not to tell K the truth.

At this point, this felt more like a family matter that I wasn't sure I had the right to intervene on. So when he came up to me afterwards and asked me what I was up to... I went ahead and ended up lying to him.

He... really didn't take it very well.

He thought we were maliciously leaving him out on things and making fun of him behind his back... Which wasn't true - the ogre just dropped her mask and we wanted to have it fixed and return it to her - but considering how harshly C speaks to him, I can't blame him that much?

I apologized when the cat eventually was out of the bag, but then the ogre was intimidated about meeting someone new and hid behind me when K tried to give her mask back... He didn't take that very well either...

He challenged me to battle a couple of times but each time, he didn't take the losses very well. It wasn't like it was from a lack of trying because his team was genuinely getting better from every challenge. K was getting so upset about things that it was starting to make C worried.

A looooot of things happened throughout but it'd take too long to cover it all. But long story short, we all came to set things right for the ogre, clear her name, and went to return her home. But it turned out, she actually wanted to stay with me and have me become her new owner. K.... REALLY didn't take that very well.

K believed that the ogre would've acknowledged him and be his friend if he became stronger. So he wanted to battle me for the right to have the ogre as her new owner. C tried to talk him down about it since it was the ogre's choice but he really wanted to prove himself.

I thought it would've been much more worse if I held back since he was taking this very seriously, so I had my team hit his with all we got on that battle.

Well... he accepted the loss. But he was very obviously upset about it, and the next day he refused to come out of his room or even say goodbye when he and C had to go back to their boarding school. So it's been kind of a lot to take in these past few days...

So uhm... guys, AITA?

[skruffie]

It is such whiplash to like... have intense imposter syndrome to a point where I immediately wanted to leave the round dance within minutes of getting there, then finally starting to relax and make small talk with some people and then get lost in the actual dancing

then coming home and reading this screenshot quoting Jacqueline Keeler:

“Native American doesn’t mean Mexican Indians. It means Native people whose lands are under occupation here in the 48 states by the United States of America,” Keeler says, explaining that she is focused on political and legal status (Littlefeather was never an enrolled member of a tribe) because of the heavy ramifications of that experience across generations. “If you’re not enrolled in a tribe, you are not subject to Indian federal law [and] all of the trauma that happened under any of those terrible policies” such as the forced removal of Native children and placement into boarding schools and foster homes.

biiiig angry rant under the cut

I just can't get over the line "If you’re not enrolled in a tribe, you are not subject to Indian federal law [and] all of the trauma that happened under any of those terrible policies" because that is quite possibly one of the most insulting, stupid, and arrogant fucking things you can say so casually without even a second thought.

When I worked in state government I started to become a lot more informed about ICWA.

So like, did you know that if there's a child whose parents are enrolled but that child is not eligible for enrollment because of silly little things like blood quantum or being mixed from different tribes that all have different enrollment requirements, that child is legally not considered subject to Indian federal law?? ICWA is designed for Native children to be placed with their biological families first if taken into foster care, or within their communities, or within an Indigenous home before even considering a non-Native home. This is specifically because children were stolen en masse and given to non-Native families as recently as the 60s. I have given tobacco to and marched at protests with residential school survivors because quite a lot of them are still alive! Hello, the fucking epigenetics of trauma exist also!! PTSD research shows that descendants of trauma survivors have physical changes in their brain chemistry too.

Jacqueline Keeler exists in a world I guess where if you aren't enrolled then none of the trauma of displacement could ever happen to you, silly!! Except of course if you're taken into fucking foster care away from your family and culture, which is exactly the same trauma that your ancestors went through for generations!

Literally, just tonight at dinner, I was talking with a Tulalip guy who asked me if I worked for the school district and I said "nah but I'm an alumni from this district" (this was an event from the school district I graduated from as well as the local tribes) and we chatted a bit. I said I was Yurok and Métis and he was like "cool" and turned to one of his relatives and was like "Aren't you a bit Yurok?" and she went "What?? No". That's it. If I go on twitter I run into the fear that I'm going to get BraveWarrior3874429759 wanting the exact algebraic formula for what my BQ is before he decides if I'm faking or not. Or we get people like Keeler.

For years I've been really trying to think about the concept of being raised Indigenous. Racially I'm white, am always perceived as such, etc etc. That's reality. I think about my grandma and her brother who got raised by their grandpa who said "I never want them to feel like orphans" after their parents died. It was his own grandmother who was orphaned in the genocide. He moved to Los Angeles because it was safer to be seen as Mexican than as Native, and there are many other California NDNs that have the same family story like that. We're not enrolled but thanks to the help of relatives that died before we could know them, my mom and grandma still got literal reparations money for the land our family lost. When I reached out to the Little Shell tribe just to find more information on my ancestors on my dad's side, the sole enrollment officer (at the time, I'm not sure if they've hired new people now) told me we were cousins and gave me a lot of copies of documents should I try to enroll. I had already told her I can't but she did this anyway.

Toby Vanladingham, on twitter, had a thread a few months ago talking about how there's several Yurok tribal members that are enrolled because they meet the requirements in the tribal constitution in ways aside from just blood degree. He then went on to say that it really doesn't matter because they still recognize who is Yurok regardless of their enrollment status.

I can go on and on about this because the point isn't that we don't experience the trauma, it's that we are still welcomed to experience the culture and our family histories. That's the whole fucking point. My ancestors suffered greatly and made choices that I am still trying to understand in hopes that their descendants would not have to suffer. I think as long as I live I will never, ever understand the terror papa Andy felt or what Angeline went through in that school. I'm angry every time I remember my mom telling me how when she was a little girl and papa Andy told her "Don't tell anybody you're an Indian", and remembering her telling me that confusion growing up about what that meant. I go to these events in person and force myself to confront the immense discomfort over and over again because it gets easier each time, but only by small degrees, and I do this knowing that I am always going to be an outsider. I'm doing it anyway. Fuck Keeler and fuck this whole mindset.

[radashes]

Book review: 'Dreamland Billionaires' series by Lauren Asher

Step into the lavish world of the Dreamland Billionaire series, where dreams are as big as bank accounts, and the drama is richer than a double espresso on a Monday morning.

#1. The Fine Print: 4/5 stars

I ended up giving this book a 4-star rating. Was it amazing? Nah, not really. Did it keep me hooked and make me finish it in one sitting? Yeah, it did.

So, the story is all about Rowan, who's supposed to inherit his grandpa's fortune and is running Dreamland amusement park, and Zahra, who works there. Rowan's got to find the park's weak spots to get his inheritance, and Zahra's dream is to be a creator, so she gets roped into helping out.

Now, let's talk characters:

Rowan: Your typical grumpy guy with some daddy issues. He gets oddly excited when Zahra touches his leg. Weird, right? Oh, and he's into art, which adds a bit of depth to him, but it's resolved too quickly.

Zahra: She's all sunshine and rainbows, forgiving Rowan way too easily and laughing way too much.

Cringeworthy moments:

These characters act more like teens than adults, which is kinda cringe.

Zahra describing Rowan's butt as a "firm bubble butt" was just... no.

That first kiss in the office? Totally out of place.

Rowan crawling to Zahra on the floor? Ugh, just why?

But hey, there were some good things, like the inclusion of Zahra's sister Ami, who has Down Syndrome. It's awesome to see that kind of representation in popular books.

Despite its flaws, I'll probably keep reading the trilogy because, let's be real, they're pretty addictive.

#2. Terms and Conditions: 4.5/5 stars

"Terms and Conditions" felt like "The Fine Print" with a slightly better font, and I'll be real, those last 80 pages? Nah, fam, we could've done without 'em.

From the get-go, Iris and Declan steal the spotlight. Their dynamic was entertaining, but I could've done without the whole "Is Iris setting this up because she likes me?! Eww" vibe.

Now, onto the characters:

Declan: Dude's got serious daddy issues, but his introverted, grumpy demeanor was oddly endearing. His subtle affection for Iris and efforts to help her with dyslexia were highlights.

Iris: Queen Iris, y'all! Loved her as the strong, determined female lead. Though I felt her third act drama was a tad over-the-top, she taught Declan some valuable life lessons.

In short, Declan's complexity outshone Rowan's, and Iris was a force to be reckoned with.

Favorite moments:

Their banter: “We both know you actually like my brain.” “I like your heart more.”

Declan's little gestures of affection: “I did some research on how people with learning differences like yours do better with verbal and written instructions.”

And that tear-jerker quote? Hits you right in the feels.

Overall, despite the familiar feel, "Terms and Conditions" delivers a solid slow burn romance with relatable characters and some heartwarming moments.

#3. Final Offer: 3.5/5 stars

"Final Offer" was a bit of a letdown, honestly. It felt like it dragged on forever without much excitement. The plot was a mix of clichés, and it just didn't bring anything fresh to the table. Plus, it moved at a snail's pace, which made it a bit of a chore to get through.

Characters:

Alana: Unfortunately, she fell flat for me. Her lack of empathy and manipulative tendencies made it hard to connect with her. Plus, her behavior towards Cal bordered on emotional abuse, which was a major turn-off.

Cal: He had his struggles, but he still had some charm left in him. His journey through addiction and personal demons was touching, but it didn't fully shine through in this installment.

Favorite Moments:

Latin Representation: Kudos to the author for portraying Latin culture well. It was a nice touch and added depth to the story.

Revisiting Previous Characters: Seeing familiar faces from earlier books was a highlight. It added a layer of continuity and nostalgia to the story.

Cal himself was alright, but even his charm couldn't save this sinking ship of a romance plot. The whole thing just felt flat and uninspired.

So yeah, "Final Offer" ended up being a bit of a dud for me.

Overall, the Dreamland Billionaire is a good series with its diverse tropes and well-developed characters. Each book brought something unique to the table, from the grumpy/sunshine dynamic to the fake marriage trope and the second chance friends-to-lovers storyline. And you're spot on about Final Print—it tackled the complexities of "functional" alcoholism with sensitivity and depth. Overall, it's been a fantastic journey with lovable heroes and heroines, plenty of HEAs, and enough feels to last a lifetime!

[ac-liveblogs]

(1) As one of the 5 Chongyun mains who exists (I even use him as an Rosaria substitute in abyss so he comes to floor 12 when I need freeze) I really hate this lantern rite more than any other so far. Instead of having a story that involved any characters we might possibly play (outside of shenhe and ganyu), use, or who might have character conflicts or quirks, it focuses on some random adepti who will never matter in the grand scheme of things and the concept of music.

(2) Like im being petty bc I like chongyun, but it's not that its only him, it's that he's the most blatant case of casting aside four stars because he has a genuinely interesting character quirk and conflict which is directly ignored. Why did he Attend a Rock Concert? Did the writers forget what happens when he attends rock concerts? is he just an extra? are they all just extras to the unplayable adeptal castes? Kill me.

I sympathise a lot, anon. I know I tend to get it pretty easy in Liyue as a Xiao fan, it never actually feels like HYV cares to do anything interesting with him. I remember my first year of Genshin, rolling Xiao right before the Lantern Rite, reading his mats and thinking "OH, THE EVIL GODS THAT APPEAR IN THE LANTERN RITE. SURELY THEY WILL BE RELEVANT"

And what did I get?

Well, Xiao dating simulator aside, not that! The event was very preoccupied with an Adeptus called Skybracer who did not matter then and has not mattered since. Or Xiao's quest, which really cared about Pervases. Or the Chasm, which really cared about Boscasius. Or Zhongli's quests, which cared about Havria and Azhdaha... All of whom, let's be real, should be less important than Xiao and Zhongli!

Like, fuck me for thinking Xiao and Venti's first on-screen meeting would be something meaningful, right? After the scraps we got when Xiao dropped? Two years ago???

Regarding Chongyun, I'm starting to think his yang energy doesn't exist, because I've sure never seen it, and Xiangling only ever did her insane cooking in her introductory quest and never again despite entering a cooking competition in Moonchase. I start to wonder if Genshin is a little too embarrassed to write those two being as zany as they should be - I know HYV is definitely uncomfortable actually writing anyone responding negatively to Fischl's quirks. I genuinely think they design characters that are too difficult for them to write as scripted. It's wild to me.

And, like. Chongyun has beef with Xiao! It's in his mats!

I have the utmost respect for Adeptus Xiao. It's just... Why must he be so disparaging toward us? He says our repertoire is lacking and our power is trivial. I'm sorry, but I just can't accept that.

You'd think if they ever met it might come up?

Realistically, yeah. I think most playable characters are just designed and their profiles are thrown at the writers to pad out enough to fill out the prerequisite number of Paragraphs and if we're lucky, any of those paragraphs might at some point get integrated into the story.

The Li and Yue cooking styles in Xiangling's story? Nah. Amber's missing grandpa? Nothing yet. Kaeya's sadism?? Towards his own allies? Nada. I don't even think we've seen Xingqiu and Diluc act as vigilantes more than once... since launch, and I don't think we've ever seen Rosaria do it. Remember Collei's storyline in the webtoon? HYV couldn't wash their hands of it fast enough, because it definitely wasn't important in Sumeru! Cyno wasn't the focus of his own quest. Neither was Nilou, neither was Ayato, neither was Kazuha.

This is not the game you come to for strong characterisation. The writers don't really care about that when it comes to the vast majority of the cast. I still feel intense disgust whenever I think about the Kazuha and Scaramouche situations.

[bucephaly]

congratulations on reconnecting with your cherokee ancestry!!!!! if it's not too nosy could i ask how you got started on this journey? did you know you had native ancestors and decided to look more into it?

Thank you !! It's not nosy! I'll put it under a cut cuz idk how long it'll get

So honestly no, I didn't really know. It's on my dad's dad's side and I never knew him. My grandma divorced my grandpa when my dad was around 10 and his step dad adopted him. Plus he never really talks about or to his family much and I'm only just now getting back in touch with my aunts on facebook

I just remember once my grandma telling me my dad had Cherokee ancestry, and I ignored it cuz i was so sure it was the same granny story everyone around here [in the south] has lol. [I didn't know at the time that my dad was born in WA and his dad was from there, my g grandad moved from OK to WA in the 40s, idk why]

Then later I asked and he messages one of his sisters, who said that their dad went to OK and found that 'his great grandma came off the reservation' and so they assumed my dad was 1/16 and me and my siblings were 1/32 [not true], which they somehow got in their head was 'the lowest the tribe still recognizes' lmao [also not true, if you have an ancestor on the dawes roll you're eligible for CNO citizenship]

Anyway, about a year ago I started doing research on ancestry [my mom luckily had a membership] and I quickly found that my gg grandad and his dad are both on the dawes rolls, the later of whom was a baby during the trail of tears. I'm also a Nancy Ward descendent

I found all this a year ago, got excited for a bit and kept going wildly back and forth abt whether I had any right to reclaim that identity, seeing as how I'm 1: very thin blood and 2: white, but I am eligible for CNO citizenship, but I didn't even know I was until then, but I'd love to learn more, etc etc etc. I kept talking myself out of it saying 'nah dude shut up you're white and you'd be taking resources and shit from others if you went around calling yourself cherokee'

So a year passed and something got me looking into it again abt a month ago, I looked at r/cherokee on reddit and saw some folks being pointed towards a cherokee genealogy Facebook group + people saying that yea anyone who has a documented ancestor on the dawes roll is valid to reconnect etc etc

So I got research done in the genealogy page and everyone was so welcoming, I got invited to a group of Nancy ward descendants, I got into the main cherokee Facebook group and I'm seeing how welcoming everyone in there is etc.. and I'm working on getting documents together to apply for citizenship! [Which is a massive pain since my dad was adopted, those documents are hard to get] and now I'm finally feeling like I can claim that identity ! Obviously I'm not a citizen yet but I'm working on it, and I have no doubt I'll be granted citizenship barring some sort of documentation mishap.

Obviously I'm still learning and reconnecting and I'm also white, I don't claim to know anything abt anything, nor do I claim any sort of oppression or whatever lmao, I'm just learning more and I'm really excited about it! I'm grateful to the cherokee groups I'm in for being so welcoming and open to 'lost' cherokees that were disconnected [and note these are legit groups, like ones that are exclusive to those who are citizens or can prove that they are documented descendants, not some random bullshit Facebook group haha]

I'm also learning the language some! So far I only know a few words and the syllabary, but I plan to jump into the live language classes when they start again in fall.

ᏩᏙ! Thanks for the ask! I'm glad you did ask because I know it's common to just sorta claim cherokee ancestry so I've wanted to explain and all.

[calypso-finale]

Forty Nine.

 

I never thought life would get so difficult once the kids got older, I thought life was difficult anyways because these kids do be doing the most when they was kids but since they have grown I have more of a headache. I don’t know why people say life gets easier or maybe it’s because these kids like to rely on us, I am not sure but I really wouldn’t change it for the world, these are my kids. I love them a lot I just didn’t think I would be a grandparent so soon but he is here and I don’t exactly see a life without him, I treat him like my own but he keeps calling me kiss, like I ain’t told him several times it is grandpa but I will let him slide, I will accept what he is saying he means no harm with it. I am ready to go home really but we have this last day here in Barbados and it’s a family meal, I always do love a family meal with Robyn’ family because really, every time we do have this there is an argument with someone. I really think that this time it will be Majesty and my daughters, with Rylee pissed off she isn’t going to put up with her shit so yeah. Rylee has been quiet, she doesn’t talk to any of us, she says that she has nothing nice to say but I think she will get over it, it’s my daughter she will. I don’t know at times, maybe I am judging her too much, I think she cares for him but love, I am not sure she does, maybe she is clingy because it’s her first, I don’t know but he has been quiet too. It’s only Wadz that says yeah he is good, but I ain’t going to say that Oakley’ mom blames Rylee, but if I catch Neil and that white bitch I will drag her ass, my daughter didn’t kill his friend so she needs to hop off that high horse, and she was the same one that fucking kicked Oakley out so why on earth is my daughter the bad one. I will ride for my kids so she needs to mind her business, even if my child is annoying as she is that is my child so she can watch it, I won’t put up with her shit.

Robyn squinted her eyes at me, she knows I have been quiet. I am always quiet now since coming here for meals because really, this family is just as unhinged as mine, just that these can actually sit in a room together, but I am just minding myself and drinking here and there, keeping quiet “what you thinking?” I knew Robyn would come to me “nothing, just waiting for the day to be over” I grinned “of course you are, I just want you to be ok so that is why I am here. I mean people are talking to you” nodding my head “but I don’t want to say too much, you never know Robyn” she didn’t say anything because I am right “well my mom was saying that Joyce and her are doing a holiday away, how cute. They have become besties” I laughed “shared the same dick, now they can share a holiday” Robyn gasped “that is so nasty, why would you even say that” I snorted laughing “my bad but it’s true, but you spend time with the crackheads, I will be here and maybe see what drama is happening with the kids, they are the new entertainment” Robyn rolled her eyes “you are nasty though, I still can’t believe people were fighting over your dad” Robyn mumbled “I mean, it’s like fighting over me, I am worth it right” I smiled “mhmmm nah, not really” Robyn is a lie “you will rip anyone’s eyes out for me, don’t give me that shit” leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips “love you” smiling at her “love you too, counting down the minutes here” I said walking off, Robyn rolled her eyes knowing damn well I am right because there is always some drama.

Taking a selfie with Aziel, I love how he does cheese “awww wow, we look like some handsome ass niggas boy” typing out the caption ‘My little ninja, love you boy’ pressing send onto my story “kiss” every time he says that I think he wants a kiss “yes baby” locking my phone and placing it on the side “talk to me son” wrapping my arms around him, he is mumbling some shit “mhmm, yeah I understand” watching my daughters on one side and the Melody and Majesty and the other kids on the other “pointing at mommy?” I said “mommy yeah” he said “oh ok” he needs to start pulling some words together more “daddy” he said, moving my head back “daddy? Where is daddy?” he just paused and then looked at me “out” I gasped “out? Oh wow, daddy coming back?” I asked “daddy back” nodding my head “he will be but you going to be a good boy for mommy right” he nodded his head “you not want to play with your cousins?” he shook his head “you stay with me?” he nodded his head “awww Aziel, man I feel so honoured. Thank you” he smiled “water” he pointed “oh you got that British accent, oh you been hanging with Neil too much boy. Those damn British people” I chuckled “water” I copied him, grabbing the bottle “you want some water governor” I said in my best British accent, he took the bottle from me and did it himself “oh wow, you strong. That bottle is full you know” he did himself and he didn’t drop a single thing “aahh!” he said “aaah, that was nice” he lifted the bottle to me “what do you say to grandpa Aziel?” Rylee said to him, he looked at me and he bough this hand to his chin “thank you” and then bought his hand forward “sign language? Oh wow, that is so good” placing the cap on “yeah, I am trying to put my all into him” Rylee sat down, smiling at her.

Aziel hugged me close “I’m still in shock you know that I’m a grandparent, it’s just something I didn’t know that would happen to me so soon but I adore him a lot, just shocks me a lot” rubbing his back “I’m shocked that I’m a mother, it’s fine. When he shouts mom at times I’m like ignoring him but really he’s shouting me” she chuckled “he was meant to be here, he’s so loving too, and sucks his thumb!?” I spat, Aziel chuckled “you a big baby ain’t you” wrapping my arms around him, how cute that he is sucking his thumb “yeah Ti picked up on that and she said he is doing that because of trauma, she says he is comforting himself because of it, I was like ain’t you a rude bitch” I mean Ti isn’t wrong “but he is going to be going to private schooling, I decided that but I remember when I said it to Oakley, he said no and that he needs to get used to real life, but I want him to have that private schooling” nodding my head “that is something you discuss with the father too” I just said, I am not getting involved in that “but for his safety, with the way London is. He’s best off going private but that is all I am saying” Aziel hasn’t’ stopped hugging me  “you know I’m sorry about shouting at you” Rylee put her head down “also you’re in the mode of fucking up too” Rylee cleared her throat “how so?” She asked like I can’t see, like I am blind “your IG post, thirst traps?” Rylee laughed out “please don’t dad” she is laughing but it’s not funny “Rylee, you know you’re wrong in this. You know me and your mom right, we was in the start of our journey, and I came from jail, I was in a real bad situation, but I wanted out, then the incident happened, and I got shot, just like Oakley. Robyn and I are new to it, I didn’t expect her. I mean come on Rihanna? She is famous, she is on tour, we just old school friends. She came to the hospital alone, she was working, she was touring she was busy Rylee. But she weird enough took care of me, made sure I was fed, set me up in a house Rylee, I was in a home and she made sure I could move around and it was all in reach of me because she knew she couldn’t be there, she checked on me. She cared for me; she emotionally showed me her care. We didn’t even have you, there was no baby, no nothing, no strings attached. We was just old friends that reconnected, and she did that for me, she really did so much more then she should have. Held me up, dressed me. And what gets me Rylee is that you couldn’t even let Aziel see his dad, take him there because he can’t. He is at his lowest and you ain’t there for him so if you think you will get him back, any chance, baby no” Rylee shot up and went off crying, I couldn’t help myself, but she is so wrong in this.

Robyn is walking off, I mean I am not shocked “he has fallen asleep?” Robyn pointed, letting out an oh “didn’t notice, we was enjoying the moment” I smiled “I can see, why is she crying? I was just asking her, she departed from here” I laughed “erm, I just was real with her. She couldn’t take it” Robyn sighed out “right, what did you say big mouth?” licking my lips “I told her that how you took care of me when I got shot, we just got back together really, we was just old friends reconnecting but the way you showed you care, you was there for me when I had nothing but a big healthcare bill, I remember it and you at that moment showed me you loved me and I knew you would be a ride or die, I told her this and I said we didn’t have no strings attached, no child and you have one. You couldn’t do the bare minimum so if you have a notion in your mind that you will get him back you won’t, you fucked that up and she ran off crying” Robyn cringed “oh that was harsh” I shrugged “I am sorry but she is so cheeky to think that he would want her when she isn’t there for him, you know when you’re wounded, when you can’t do things and you’re at home and you see this guy holding your son, on the walk way, fine, all for show but then to see pictures of your love with another on dates when you’re at your lowest and you lost your best friend that you grew up with? I get why he is on the verge of suicide, I get it” Robyn shushed me “stop, please” I have just started “she is wrong, and I want her to leave him alone so I am hoping if I break her to stop she will” holding Aziel close to me as I got up “well can you please not say anything too mean and deal with it now” nodding my head “fine, but truth hurts, she doesn’t love him. You don’t do that to a person you love. He was her first, she cares she feels a bond” Robyn held my arm “please” she pleaded with me, I just smiled. I know she wants me to stop, and I will.

Placing Aziel down on the couch, Rylee is in this room crying still. It’s been a while too and she is crying still “I can’t apologise for something that is true” I said, I can’t say sorry to that “then leave me alone” she mumbled “what upset you the most?” I questioned “that you don’t leave me alone” crossing my arms across my chest “you assumed and jumped and even if that was happening you didn’t check on him, honestly if Robyn did that to me and she didn’t bring you to me. I wouldn’t be with her, right now no. I wouldn’t have a woman that can’t be there for me emotionally and the saddest part Rylee, I show you nothing but love and care so this attitude you show to others stinks and a persona”  she sniffled “I made a mistake ok dad! I made a fucking mistake, I wish I could take it back. I feel so fucking bad about it, I messed up ok! I know what I want, I know Oakley, I know him more then his own dumb bitch mother does, he’s told me things then not even his own homies know. I get I hurt him, I get it dad. I see it, but I am stuck, I can’t take it back” tilting my head to the side “but then you what, manipulated your way to have sex. Your mom told me the text and women are good at doing that” Rylee is having a breakdown let me stop “leave me alone!” she sobbed out,I don’t want to see her cry like this “I am sorry Rylee, I just didn’t raise you this way either” I would hug her but she will probably push me away for it so I will speak later with her.

My eyes darted towards the noise I can hear and the shouting “what the hell” Rorrey said, we just stared at each other and then I heard that voice that is my daughter, well one of them. I got up from the couch and rushed out, seeing Nikita run by me so I followed behind her, my eyes widened and then hearing Aziel crying “oh shit” I said in disbelief seeing the girls just fighting and screaming “woah! Woah! What the hell!” I don’t know who to stop, Aziel is crying his eyes out as he walked over to me with his arms open “oh my god girls” picking up Aziel “Imani, Ti. Girls, what the hell. Stop!” pushing Ti “move! Get off her” why they jumping Melody like this “Imani! Stop” staring at them “she should have sat there and ate her fucking food, when you speak shit that’s what you get” placing Aziel down, they can’t get Rylee and majesty to stop, running towards them “oh shit” I didn’t know Rylee could fight like this, I moved back because she is throwing hands. Finding my moment and caught her hands and yanked her back “stop that shit” throwing her down on the ground “enough, and you” I knew Majesty was coming” I just pushed her “don’t push my daughter” Nicholas said, “then handle your fucking seed cuz!” I spat, Nicholas is a bitch ass so I know he ain’t going to do shit he just walked off “get up, come on!” yanking Rylee up “the bitch should be on Teen fucking Mom, she is fucking drama. You dumb whore!” Majesty shouted “you just sat here Monica? Huh” I swear she was outside “fix yourself” I said to Rylee “leave her Chris” Robyn said “we are going, you kids. Out, we are going” Rylee limped a little “good!” I spat.

I let the girls clean themselves up before I even spoke to them, it’s just shocking that they are fighting like that and them two jump hitting Melody and for what “Momo just sat there by the way” Rylee said “of course she did but I want to know what happened! And I asking you!” I pointed at Rylee “the eldest clown, so why? What happened” Rylee has a bruised face now with a cut “I was sat outside with my sisters and Aziel on my lap, them two just there. Everything was fine, nothing was said. Momo was the one that fuelled shit, she was rude to me. I don’t give a fuck if you old, she said that I knew you would be the issue, you was always the issue. I didn’t react, I laughed it off then Majesty made the joke of she always wanted to be on Teen Mom, so I said how is your mother’ failed food place that my mom paid for, even promoted, then things were said back and forth. So then Momo said I was being rude, Ti goes no Momo she is sticking up for herself and then Melody said Ti isn’t far off, she had sex with a white man, like who told her to pipe up. I just told her to find her dad and she came at me, she hit my son dad then Imani just pushed her and I don’t know what happened because Majesty tried to jump in so I of course did but Momo started this, end of but clearly mom is going to side with her family, look where she is” I rubbed my face “she hurt my son, look at that scratch on his face” Rylee turned his face “I think he has had enough today, I will have him. The poor boy has seen a lot” taking Aziel from Rylee, I will have him.

I truly do believe my daughters, I really do but Robyn won’t and she will have another so I decided to not bring it up but why is it she isn’t home with the young ones yet, she is probably annoyed with them that is why, I know her “aye” I chuckled, Wyge picked up the facetime “brother Chris” he waved “brother Chris, am I a priest? But you good bro?” he nodded his head “I am, I don’t know why Wadz phone ain’t working, he is here though” he got up to go to him, looking at Aziel, he is eating a cookie at this time of night, but who cares “you don’t tell anyone this ok” I said to him, he is all clean and ready to go to sleep but I think he isn’t ready to sleep “yo Chris” Wadz said “my guy, how are you?” I asked “good, good. Just in the studio” letting out an oh “he actually gone back in now?” This is good news “oh nah, this is with Meeky” another rapper “damn, he ain’t leave the house since?” Wadz shook his head “he’s been in the house since, not left, no nothing. He’s not actually left, I did see him” Aziel is being nosey “you want to see his ugly face” I turned the phone to him “ahhh man, he got his durag on, oh man. Nephew looking right, his tan on too” Aziel waved at the camera “how you nephew?” He asked “you going to talk to him?” He shook his head “eating” he said “oh aight, you eat then” turning the phone to me “he’s erm, he’s busy. So is he getting better or anything?” I hope he is “he’s depressed, I mean bro. His mother being a therapist she can be so jarring, I said he needs to you know be away from her, but no. So I haven’t seen him since, apparently his mom said he needs space away from the bad” I cringed, his mother is actually pathetic “no comment, but tell him that his son misses him, does speak on dad but I will leave you to it bro, let me know if you need anything, peace” disconnecting the FaceTime “he’s making a mess on the bed” I knew that Robyn was coming “he can” locking my phone “I don’t like it Chris, and he’s having a cookie on the bed and why isn’t his mother taking care of him, we have Emi” she is back here pissed “please don’t bring your shit over here, Aziel is here because I want him to be” Aziel has had a shit time and I don’t want to be arguing with Robyn “your kids are so shameful” here she goes “come” getting off of the bed, I don’t need to hear Robyn.

[sincerelyaudri]

— FRIENDS

bambi ( @pixieshallowed ) — oh bambam! i love her! i always go to her bakery on my way home from pilates class, she makes the best custard pies! and her donuts are to die for! you have to let me take you there sometime. she’s just a soft and nice as her pastries are!

dori ( @xoxodori ) — oh me and dori go waaayyy back. we’re good friends, even though we might fight sometimes. i think of her like a little sister! just…do me a favor? yeah, don’t leave your dogs unattended around her…yeah, long story. don’t ask.

eliza ( @elizahoney ) — sweetest soul on planet earth! as patient as a saint considering the job she has. i’m supposed to make her some cookies..i should stop by eventually..

isla ( @twislajade ) — ume’s handler. she’s the one you can expect to be around on the rare occasion that guy has too much moonshine and can’t find his phone. selfless and sweet. feel free to say hi!

lily ( @luvlils ) — i know i say everyone’s sweet but listen. everyone is! lil reminds me of strawberry filled donuts. you ever had one of those? they’re lovely. that’s lils. just lovely.

chika ( @holychika ) — terrifying. i avoid him like the plague. the way he looks at people is unnerving. some people are into it but…i usually go through his publicist if i have to speak to him. much better experience.

hajime ( @twumemiya ) — umeme! i love him! he’s sick at air hockey, i’m due a rematch with him actually. if you’re looking for a good friend i’d say shoot your shot with him!

hayato ( @hsuos ) — …i just don’t know anything about him, you know? it’s nuts! i gotta figure out something…starting with what’s the story behind that stupid eyepatch.

jo ( @fromtogame ) — oh jo? he’s nice…ah, you think he’s cute too, huh? yeah, he is. shoot your shot! the guy needs to get out more and i think you might strike gold with him. me? nah, not my type. we’re pretty good friends though. he comes to the studio sometimes!

kanon ( @kanonb ) — huh? who? banjo? who’s banj— you mean kanon? ugh. pass. what? he’s a dickhead! egotistical asshole who thinks he’s some big shot just because he can play guitar. and he’s hot or whatever. listen, stay away from that guy. he’s bad news.

kyotaro ( @sugiiis ) — kyota? ...u-uhm, well, h-he's, uh..s-stop looking at me like that. he's a friend! he's, a really good friend of mine. that's, uh, it. i swear. i promise. you- what? scared? no! no no, absolutely not. he really is a friend of mine! i know he looks scary but he's not. couldn't hurt a fly! hehe...huh? fights a lot? ...okay, well maybe he can hurt a fly..

mitsuki ( @kiryucutie ) — mitsuki? u-uhm, well…he’s cute. he’s so…cute..huh? no i’m not daydreaming again! neither am i blushing! e-even if i was, you wouldn’t be able to tell either! ugh, just shut up! moving on!

rindou ( @thebetterhaitani ) - he’s not so bad! he’s a little…intimidating, yes, but he’s a good guy once you get to know him. plus…he’s really pretty to look at. if i’m honest? it’s hard not to be a little shy around him. you feel it too? yeah…the feeling’s hard to shake. he’s gorgeous.

seishu ( @seishuinc ) — he’s pretty, sure, but he gets on my nerves. 🙄 could do with a little bit of humbling…or shoving something in his mouth. like a tongue. or a foot. no i don’t like him, what are you talking abo— ..my cheeks? shut up! shut up!!

takashi ( @saintsuya ) — what a gorgeous man…huh? what? daydreaming? no! a-anyway, he’s swell! super easy to talk to and super sweet too. you should say hi! …blushing? i’m not— are you gonna keep pointing that out? ugh, moving on!

toma ( @renegadetoma ) — toma! he’s such a sweetie pie. he acts like such a grandpa sometimes, i love it. i call him peepaw. gets under his skin though and unless you want his ulcers to flare, my advice is to not do that. he’s got such a delicate tummy. i’ve been trying to get him on a vegan diet, it might help his stomach. speaking of, i’ve gotta drop off some bbq jackfruit sometime today..

yamato ( @endoffcl ) — oh boy. i’d say to stay away but no one ever listens to me…so instead i’ll say good luck. you’re gonna need it.

[hopefulstarfire]

"Your Grandpa loved you more than we did" sounds like a horrible thing to say to a person growing up, but for me and my family this is an absolute joke and we know it.

For context, my Grandpa and I were best friends. We did everything together and he always watched over me like a hawk. And he loved all of us kids and grandkids dearly, tried to do everything he could to help us and provide for us.

He grew up on a homestead in the 40s and 50s in South Dakota. He went to school in a one room school house and, at one point, got snowed in for like either a month or 3 months, something to that effect, as it has been told to me. They lived off of tomato soup and peanut butter during that time and, from that point on, those are the only two foods in the world he would not eat ever again.

This is important to know.

Fast forward several decades. I'm about 4 or 5 years old. Grandpa's babysitting me while Mom and Grandma went out shopping. I, wanting to be a self sufficient and helpful kid, ask him, "Grandpa, are you hungry?"

He said yes, and that was a mistake.

Because, like most 4/5 year olds, my idea of making food was...creative to say the least. And I'm not talking about taking blades of grass and putting it in water to make soup. I'm talking like, I once made my Mom breakfast that consisted of vanilla pudding, frootloops, carrots and something else I don't remember. I was trying to make a smiley face, like how Mushu did on Mulan, and that was what I had I guess.

I was also the kid that was notorious for climbing to get up to anything that should have been out of my reach (good tactics to have, considering I ended up being short as fuck and still have to do so).

So I make him what I can only loosely define as a sandwich, but was actually more like some kind of war crime. Sure, it had bread and turkey and cheese and ham...but it also had froot loops, oreos, candy bars; literally, if it was in the house and I could get my tiny goblin hands on it, it went on that sandwich.

This man ate every last bite of that abomination. And when my rightfully horrified mom and grandma asked "Why?", he just shrugged and said "It all goes down the same place anyways."

Every time we reminiscenced about it, my Mom would tell me "Your Grandpa loved you more than we did." Because none of them would have eaten it and I don't blame them one bit, my Grandpa was just a different breed of man entirely. And Grandma and I still laugh about it because, yeah, no, he really had to have.

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Moon Signs Pt. 1

My take on moon signs based off people I know! Now personally, I tend to have more strong opinions on my favorite moon signs than favorite sun signs. I feel like moon signs really indicate more about a person’s personality than their sun sign, imo. It does rule emotions and behavior after all. With sun signs I struggle with picking favorites because I do genuinely have people I like of every zodiac sign. I just go by the number of people I like from each zodiac sign. Anyhoo, here’s my view on each moon sign! 

Note: These are p long bc I have such strong thoughts on moon signs so I’m splitting it into two parts. :) 

🍂 Aries Moon: Ahhh, my moon sign. I won’t be biased though, I promise. So Aries moons based off other people I know is that we low-key got anger issues LMAO. Every single Aries moon I’ve met besides myself has anger issues, with the exception of one person and she still gets irritated easily. Aries Moons are also extremely sensitive, and they tend to be overlooked for that since they’re fire signs. I’ve found that a lot of what they get angry about has to do with their feelings, if they feel they’ve been wronged this really can make them angry as they are super sensitive. They also get angry when they feel like people aren’t listening to them, as they take this very personally. I’ve also noticed that Aries moons are EXTREMELY honest, they will tell it how it is and they are extremely blunt. They don’t like to beat around the bush, and they are very direct with how they feel about something. Aries moons are also extremely passionate and spontaneous especially in relationships; they’re the ones who wanna kiss in the rain and ride horses into the sunset, that is if you can get them to settle down with you LMAO. Nah all jokes, they’re picky about who they want, but once they really fall for someone it’s very hard for them to let go. They’re also so competitive, they will play dirty. My grandpa used to let me win in checkers as a kid, my dad (who’s an Aries moon) NEVER let me win. He said me losing would help build character LMFAO. He just didn’t wanna lose.They also have strong personalities and can be SUPER impulsive. Also, if they wanna do something, they WILL do it. No one is gonna stop them. If they wanna go somewhere at 3am, they’re doing it. Sorry. You can’t stop them. LMAO. Aries moons also love to be in touch with their inner child, my dad is an Aries moon and bought himself an arcade machine out of nowhere LMAO. I also like to collect shells and watch Disney movies to remind me of my childhood. They also tend to change their views and opinions on things a lot, and mind you they have intense emotions about these things. So it can be hard to keep up w them. 

🍂 Taurus Moon: Taurus moons are just so calm, it’s scary LMAO. I know a few of them, and even if they’re anxious about something you can never tell. They always have this calm demeanor and just seem so unbothered by everything. Taurus moons also LOVE money and the finer things in life. The male Taurus moons I know work a lot just so they can have a lot of money. One of them literally said to me “Money talks�� after explaining to me why they work 7 days a week, 12 hours a day doing two jobs. The crazy thing is, despite doing all that extra work, he just seemed so unbothered about it LMAO. The female Taurus moons I know tend to love really expensive clothes and dressing up. This Taurus moon I work with has such nice clothes and always dresses like she’s on a Vogue cover. Like I said, Taurus moons LOVE money and the finer things in life like expensive clothes. If they aren’t the types to dress up or be workaholics, they desire comfort. They would rather lay in bed and take hot bathes than be bothered to do all that extra stuff. They also might like to eat out at expensive restaurants, and are “foodies”. They also might be big lovers of music and have lots of different music tastes. Also, Taurus moons? STUBBORN. Good luck trying to get them to change their mind on something. Also, despite them wanting all the luxuries and comfort of life, they are SUPER grounded. They do not live in a dream world, they see life for what it is, and prefer to be on the ground than have their heads in the clouds. Also, Taurus moons, I’m sorry, but y’all can be lazy. I work with three of them, and they can be lazy. They will not do more than the bare minimum. Also, their anger is low-key scary. Especially since it can come out of nowhere since they’re calm all the time, you never know when they’re angry and if you catch them at the wrong time... well, rip. They also tend to be introverted- even if they’re social, you will not know anything about them unless you’re besties with them or related to them. Doesn’t matter how well you know them, they don’t air their dirty laundry and keep their private life private. Also one last thing, omg these people sing all the time. They love singing to themselves, every single one I’ve met does that LMAO. Anyway, love my Taurus moons. 

🍂 Gemini Moon: Gemini moons love to make people laugh LMAO and love to just sit down and have good talks with people. Their minds NEVER stop working. Good luck trying to get them to stop talking once they know you. They can and will talk about anything for hours. Now, I do admire that, but sometimes I just wanna relax and they won’t stop talking to me LMFAO. My dad’s girlfriend is a Gemini moon and at family gatherings she loves to dance around and try to get everyone else to dance. I find that Gemini moons are very active and love to move around, and try to get everyone to have fun. Definitely the life of the party. They’re super amusing and also love to tell jokes and funny stories. Now not all of them are extroverts especially if they have an earth sun sign. So that is something to consider. My cousin is a Gemini moon and tends to be more introverted, however, once she’s comfortable around someone and knows someone she’s super goofy and loves to make people laugh. Gemini moons also love to learn, they’re always teaching themselves about something. My cousin who’s a Gemini moon just randomly started teaching herself how to do sign language (she’s good at it also)! These people are also SUPER adaptable, they can get along with any kind of personality and can adapt to any situation. I’ve also noticed that they love to playfully roast people and annoy them LMAO. I have noticed that they struggle with reading the room, they tend to just continue to annoy someone and can take it too far, which can get kind of annoying. They’re also extremely curious and are always asking questions. They love to ask random questions without any context. It’s a quirk a lot of them have. Trying to tell a story to them can be frustrating because if you mention certain terms they’ll ask you what they mean LMFAO. My dad was telling a story about how he used surfing to explain physics concepts in class and his girlfriend asked what the concepts were and what they mean. Also, they’re really good at giving advice. These people would make great psychologists imo. This girl I used to talk to (who’s a Gemini moon) actually is becoming a psychologist, so there you go LMAO. 

🍂Cancer Moon: Oh Cancer moons...you guys are so sensitive. They feel everything and anything. I haven’t met a Cancer moon that isn’t an empath. They are extremely good at reading other people and sensing their motives. My mother is a Cancer moon, and she’s always been able to tell who’s toxic in my life. She doesn’t even have to meet them either, just based off of stories I tell her, she can pick it up right away. Now, everyone always says Cancer moons are super close with their family and that’s definitely not always the case. The Cancer moons I’ve met have actually had a lot of problems with their family. Now the thing that I’ve noticed with these placements is that despite how toxic their family is, they always stick by them. Even if they’re not close. So I wouldn’t say they’re all super close with their families, but they always stick up for them, which can be an issue if their family is toxic. Also, Cancer moons, SUPER MOODY. I’m sorry but like I’m a Cancer sun and they’re ten times more moody than I am LMFAO. I’ve always said they act more like the stereotypical Cancer than Cancer suns. Also, this is a super underrated placement for humor. Every Cancer moon I’ve met has been super funny. Also, a super underrated placement for anger issues. Everyone says oh yeah Aries moons have anger issues, like yes, BUT HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN CANCER MOON ANGER?! Y’all Taylor Swift is a Cancer moon and wrote a whole album about how fed up she was about the media mistreating her and the whole Kimye thing (rightfully so) but y’all see my point. They can and will fight you. They also tend to be introverted, even if they’re social, (which I rarely see), they would much rather keep to themselves. I’ve also noticed that they’re very nostalgic a lot. My Cancer moon ex used to just randomly go through childhood photos and would show them to me. They’re also EXTREMELY protective over people they love, they will KILL for the people they love. They also love to talk about their dream homes and interior decorating a lot? My Cancer moon ex was OBSESSED with coming up with his dream house and would literally draw out diagrams for me to see. My mother too, she wants to redecorate her apartment and was showing me all the potential furniture that was gonna be put in. Oh Cancer moons, LMAO. 

🍂 Leo Moon: Oh Leo moons. You guys can be so dramatic LMAO. Every Leo moon I’ve met is so dramatic; these are the types of people who get up and move around when telling a story and also do dramatic hand gestures. These are the types of people who post a black screen in middle school on Snapchat saying “Don’t hmu.” LMAO. My Leo moon friend gets so mad when I make that joke, but it’s so true. These people are also naturally super creative, the Leo moons I know love to decorate and draw. Even if they don’t do any outright creative hobbies, they have a creative streak to them. It’s weird though because despite them being very dramatic when it comes to them being angry, they struggle with expressing their personal problems to other people. (This however can be changed with other placements, but I’ve found this to be true in many cases). They don’t want people to think that they’re weak, so they put up a tough front to hide that they’re hurting. Also, Leo moons, are indeed the hype friends. My Leo moon friends gas up my Instagram posts so much. They’re also extremely loyal and don’t like to leave people out, they hate that kind of shit. They’re also extremely accepting of others, my Leo moon friend was the first person I came out to, and they accepted me right away. They also love to take pictures of EVERYTHING. Like when you go out with them, they will make you wait before eating your food so they can take video of your food together LMAO. They love to capture every moment, I personally find it very endearing. Also, a lot of people say Leo moons are super cocky. I don’t find this to be true. They can come off that way, but I’ve found they tend to actually be pretty insecure and they try to hide it by coming off as confident. I feel like Leo moons tend to put on a show a lot to hide how they truly feel, which makes it hard to get to know them. It makes me sad because they truly are such kind hearted people and all they want is to feel validation. I also found that they love to go above and beyond to make sure everyone else is happy and tend to put themselves last. I wish y’all didn’t do that, you deserve to be happy too. ;( 

🍂 Virgo Moon: Workaholics. That’s how I’m starting this LMAO. My friend is a Virgo moon and works her ass off. She goes above and beyond in school for starters. For this anatomy course we had together, she sent me a whole diagram she made of the human brain on Notability and it was so intricately made. She also works her ass off at her job and takes care of her siblings. I feel like this falls into Virgo placements putting others before themselves. Virgo moons are definitely the types to be like this. They want to make everyone happy and they want to feel useful so they do all these extra things to feel that way. Virgo moons are also super smart, and have the best study methods. Low-key jealous. They have this incredible drive and are always on top of things and have a routine. Also Virgo moons LOVE animals. My friend who’s a Virgo moon, works at a dog sitting business and has 6 pets at home. They LOVE animals. They also like honesty and bluntness; they will provide you with that as well. They don’t like beating around the bush or lying to make other people feel better. You wanna know if you look bad in a dress? Ask a Virgo moon, LMFAO. I’ve also found that they struggle with wanting to be perfect all the time, and struggle with anxiety. As I said, they want to be the best at everything, and this can be a big source of anxiety for them. These people also find themselves attracting people who they want to “fix”. They also give amazing advice and are super reliable. Also, last minute plans? They HATE them. Want a Virgo moon to hate you? Try making spontaneous plans with them LMAO. Virgo moons also have great memories; they’ll remember every little detail about you. Also Virgo moons are the types to take charge in a group project and run the whole thing because they don’t trust anyone. Virgo moons also always appear to be calm and collected, even though many of them frequently deal with anxiety a lot. Also, they’re low-key underrated for humor. They have a very dry and self-deprecating sense of humor LMAO. They also go above and beyond in relationships because they enjoy seeing the people they love being happy. 

Anyhoo, this wraps up part one!  Also these are just my opinions, so don’t get offended I tried to praise and drag all of them equally <3 

Part 2 here.