#cause like. I like the vibes of skates so much better

[nightmarearian]

should modern au Ody get roller skates or a skateboard?

[methoughtsphantom]

halfas are the found family trope foster child

they all adopt each other. it’s the reason Vlad wanted so badly to have Danny as his son and the reason Danny immediately went with sure you’re my cousin now with Dani. it’s a survival mechanism from being so very few of their species. Sooo, halfa!Jason except he sorta isn’t yet cause Jason’s core is extremely ruptured from the lack of ectoplasm involved in his forceful resurrection. So when Danny finds Jason in his catatonic state he can’t quite tell the dude’s been dead and remains some, just that the guy for some reason seems very friend-shaped. Danny doesn’t mind his friend is braindead, and is also a john doe, he gives familiar vibes and that’s apparently enough for Danny to constantly find himself in the hospital doing his engineering homework on the room with the guy, and talking for hours about the updates on the absolute clusterfuck of the city and how he was from a freaking ghost town and he can almost even draw comparisons. he blabbers about how he’s not homesick enough times to even corner himself to talk about a ghost lore many times and how he’s just finding himself a little more prone to violence and in constant pain since none of the people he has adopted as his family are here with him and he can’t consider a place a lair if there’s isn’t someone of his in it.

But Danny could never drag someone with him just because of some it, after all it was Danny’s choice to come to Gotham to collage and not stay where at least his parents (good parents Jack and Maddie) were in Amity.

Ironically, Danny essentially can’t feel that his core has been spoon feeding ectoplasm to Jason. As months go on, the little ball of energy builds in anticipation practically vibrating in the waiting pulse of something (Danny doesn’t know but more often than not has he found himself laughing in happy confusion. it weirds him out in a good way) It’s really that he’s feeling the slow healing process of his friend (brother brother brother) ‘s core.Imagine it’s just about to properly, correctly heal when canon strikes back and Jason gets snatched by League assassins. Danny is left feeling like his core got torned out. His core had spend months helping another’s only to feel the other’s imprint and to not be able to protect it in return is— forget it being an obsession; thats like having your newborn baby being ripped out of your arms. An all assuaging feeling of helplessness that is devastating. Danny just beginning to feel like home lair when out of nowhere the rug is swept under him. Danny suddenly struggling to not flunk all his classes and beat every single liminal that he can feel crossing paths with him to the ground. Danny suddenly having his chronic pain (that hadn’t been so bad lately) dialed up to the point that there are just bearable and bad days.

The worse thing is he doesn’t know why.

Jason had only been a guy.

…

It’s only a three weeks before Jazz tells him she accepted a job offer in Gotham.

(and the guilt only makes him feel worse when he can feel himself feel better because of it)

…

now

whimsical time skip ✨

Danny is now on his feet again and friends with a Wayne of your choice (or maybe they were friends a little before Jay dissapeared and it was badTM cause Waynes? liminal 🥲) Danny definitely didn’t enjoy snapping off to his friend like that. anyways it’s been a year since that and he and his friend are having a grand time playing civvies, uhh let’s say dick because I want them to meet while ice skating, Also Dick because he definitely turns a blind eye when Danny goes airborne for a second there yep. He’s just having too much fun.

anyways as alwaysTM Danny doesn’t clock celebrities and like why would he, Dick is just the random guy who’s was fast to turn Danny’s slow day in the ice ring into a competition one day and brighten when Danny matched up his puns. So he totally doesn’t get why the guy’s so gloomy one day, anyways as you can figure, it’s Jason’s deathday and Dick is a deprecating bean, Danny tries to cheer him up by having him remember his brother instead and Dick attempts to, but even skipping through some photos in his phone make his eyes burn.

It is because of that that he doesn’t notice Danny absolutely freeze up at the photo of his friend Jay (Jay because he’s a John Doe, but that’s just too impersonal and so the first letter is J *wink wink*)

Danny absolutely doesn’t know what to do with this information, barely catches himself from asking Dick how did his brother die. Most importantly when because Danny just saw Jay—Jason less than a year ago, and this somehow doesn’t feel too recent.

Annd that how we find Danny digging into the Wayne second son tragedy. Staring at the date of death while the knowledge that they met almost six months after burns his forefront of his mind. Danny spends a day going over all the questions running through his mind over how the fuck he couldn’t sense Jay was a ghost—err was… in past tense?? what the fuck?? Danny would really like a refund on his ghost sense.

Anyways Danny goes check out the grave (now that he knows there is one) and boom although intangible he somehow triggers those shitty ass sensors/alarms that somehow didn’t go off when jason was literally digging himself out.

Obviously the bats get in the case immediately. And boy are they absolutely enraged that someone would steal Jason’s body.

[deadghosy]

HIIII I've been dying to see some slytherin boys reacting to m!reader being a figure skater 😋😋 like yuzuru hanyu vibes, you get what I mean??

A/N: Hey luv! And of course I know what you mean, I got you!😋🗣️‼️ hope you like this lol.

Modern Slytherin boys reacting to m!reader figure skater

Ft. Tom Riddle, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire

Tom Riddle

Tom was hooked when you showed him that you were a talented figure skater.

The way your body looked as you did skills he only saw on tv, was very impressive. The way you look like a beautiful white swan almost made him wanna date you all over again.

“So how did I do?” You asked Tom, taking off your skates and walking with him to the car outside

“I’m buying you more skates.” Tom says walking ahead of you to the car as your jaw was dropped at your boyfriend just carelessly going to spend money on you.

Fair to say you don’t have to pay for some nice skates in the future

Mattheo Riddle

He knew he scored the most prettiest boy, but you being a figure skater made it 100 times better.

He goes to your competitions and cheers you on like never before.

Definitely is worried as hell when you fail a trick when practicing. He doesn’t want you to hurt yourself but he wants you to succeed your dream career.

“Babe, you were amazing!” He says cupping your face then kissing your lips.

You smiled during the kiss. “Thanks hon.”

Theodore Nott

He has so much pictures of you on his phone.

He’s literally enchanted by how you are figure skater, and how your skills get more better as you progress.

Hell, he even likes those small edits people make of you.

But the way you look so pretty doing what you love, makes him feel so addicted to you all over again.

He’s just glad his future spouse is gonna be a famous skater one day.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Number 1 supporter boyfriend!! 🗣️‼️

“THATS my boyfriend right there!” He says to Draco who he dragged to see your competition day. Poor Draco just wanted to relax, drink tea, and watch gossip girl

“I know who he is.”

“No you’re not hearing me. THATS my boyfriend!” He says a little louder. He mostly did it cause of some girls staring at you.

Yeah you’re his…

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

https://x.com/bardown/status/1888088430296416657?s=46

gunnar playing as a kid but he hates losing🥺

omg i love this kid so much!! and the gunnar vibes are off the chart 🥺

he’s absolutely william’s clone in looks and desire to play hockey - william and ace have him on skates from basically the time he can walk and he’s a natural

but he’s still a kid, so he gets frustrated when he makes a mistake or something

when he’s in his little kid hockey games, william and ace are in the stands watching with the other kids too. william’s there as much as he can be and it so happens that gunnar pulls that stunt on a game william’s there

he’s zipping up and down the ice, looking good with the puck and then accidentally puts the puck in the opposing team’s net

ace sucks in a breath, eyebrows creasing, because she knows what’s happening next

gunnar shouts and throws his stick onto the ice, dropping down like a sack of potatoes and kicks his skates on the ice

“what’s happening?” william asks, leaning forward

“he hates losing,” ace replies dryly, “just like his daddy”

the ref skates over and ace and william are leaning forward to see what’s going on. the ref squats down and tries talking to gunnar, but the kid is still kicking his feet on the ice, crying about his mistake

until the ref finally sighs and hooks his hands under gunnar’s armpits, hoisting his little kid dead weight and skating off to the side bench right in front of ace and william

“he’s gotta sit for two,” the ref shakes his head, trying not to laugh. “unsportsmanlike conduct”

william scoffs and you snort a laugh, reaching out and unhooking gunnar’s helmet to ruffle his sweaty hair

“baby, you know you’re not supposed to throw tantrums on the ice,” you say

gunnar pouts at you, cheeks red and tears still streaking down his cheeks. “we’re gonna lose, mommy! ‘cause i put the puck in my net!”

“mistakes happen,” william assures him, cupping a huge hand over the back of gunnar’s head. “you just have to learn from them”

“mhm,” you nod, “even daddy makes mistakes. but he does better the next time”

“daddy doesn’t make mistakes,” gunnar counters. “daddy’s the best!”

william smirks at you and chirps, “yeah, daddy’s the best”

you shoot a glare at him, “the best at getting on my nerves, maybe”

gunnar’s pernalty time is over and he gets back on the ice and even when the team loses, you’re proud when he only pouts for a few minutes

[mariacallous]

If there’s one term that’s been used more than others when describing this year’s Spotify Wrapped, it’s this: flat. The New York Times said it. So did TikTokkers. Between its “Pink Pilates Princess Roller Skating Pop” phases and AI-generated mini-podcasts, lots of listeners took time away from the time-honored tradition of posting their cringiest Wrapped stats to say that this year’s offerings were milquetoast at best.

“Spotify Wrapped is a bit … underwhelming this year,” wrote one X user. “NOT worth the hype,” offered another. The annual tradition “lost what made it so dynamic in the first place,” wrote a third, citing things like location- and music-based Sound Towns that rolled out with Wrapped in previous years. “Which is to say that PEOPLE make things better. Those layoffs are showing.”

Quite a few frustrated Spotify users referenced layoffs at the company and questioned whether its shedding of key talent was to blame for Wrapped’s fizzle. The company let go of some 1,500 people, 17 percent of its workforce, this time last year, something CEO Daniel Ek later acknowledged “did disrupt our day-to-day operations more than we anticipated.”

Seemingly, Wrapped relied on AI more than ever this year, with AI podcasts to analyze your listening habits, an algorithmic playlist hosted by Spotify’s AI DJ, and bizarre, probably AI-generated genre descriptions.

Yet it seems unlikely the layoffs were the only thing that impacted the quality of Wrapped this year. It could be that the algorithms are just losing touch.

That’s not to say they’re not tracking stream numbers the way they used to—although there are conspiracy theories to that effect—but rather that everyone now knows they’re being tracked, and algorithms just aren’t able to pick up on organic trends the way they used to.

After years of embarrassingly finding out that they spent more time listening to My Chemical Romance breakup songs than they did listening to their friends’ advice, people are now self-conscious about what they play and in what volume. Just as much as everyone went into this year’s Wrapped season prepared to brag about their Brat Summer, they were just as worried about telling on their Sad Bastard autumn. Parents, once again, found that their Wrapped wasn’t about their own tastes, but their children’s.

Wrapped has ceased being about one person’s surprising listening habits and more about nebulous shifts in vibe. Yes, lots of people listened to Chappell Roan and Kendrick Lamar this year. Is anyone the least bit stunned?

But this isn’t even just a Spotify issue. Lots of platforms now offer year-in-review wrap-ups, and nearly all of them feel like a collective shrug. Over on TikTok, the company touted that its users were very interested in being demure, very into Moo Deng. Yeah, no kidding. These revelations are about as shocking as the fact that there were 1.2 million BookTok posts in the first 10 months of the year, something anyone who has ever opened the app could probably tell you is a big part of the platform.

Reading its annual report, I was reminded that, perhaps, TikTok’s algorithm has gotten too good at pointing people in the direction of sure-fire hits and less good at loading FYPs with videos people will find incredibly inventive or fascinating.

In other unsurprising news, horniness was big on Grindr this year. The hookup app’s Unwrapped report also named Charli XCX as Mother of the Year and found that the Sex Position of the Year was missionary. Actually, maybe that is surprising. For Grindr, at least.

My final thought, though, comes from a year-end mainstay that (I don’t think) is algorithmically based: Oxford University Press’ Word of the Year. Determined by popular vote, input from experts, and, as Oxford Languages president Casper Grathwohl told The New York Times, a little bit of “dark art,” this year’s word is … drumroll … “brain rot.” Er, you know, the degeneration that comes from too much time looking at dumb stuff online.

First, yes, that’s two words. Second, other people also noticed this discrepancy, proving that maybe all of the internet’s beloved year-end traditions are feeling the heat of social media scrutiny this year. “Brain rot” also beat out “demure” and “romantasy,” the frequent BookTok topic. So, ultimately, maybe algorithms did impact this one, too, just not in the way you might expect. Maybe the real brain rot was all the decisions we made along the way.

[athenam]

super cliché hockey/ice-skating hermitcraft scarian au thingyy that I thought of and needed to write down somewhere

the team is scar, etho, impulse, skizz, joel, mumbo (goalie) and then also bdubs, ren, martyn, and tango as backups (they play a lot tho), X as coach

honorable mentions of Joe Hills, who is the local cheerleader who doesn't do hockey or ice-skating but instead commentates/films games and competitions on the ice and Cub who does the same but way more calm

G is an ice skater, cliché bad coach is watcher, Pearl used to do skating but decided not to do comps cause it was too much, but G kept going and is now trapped in a very toxic spot (skyblings, cousin jimmy, that's it tho)

ALSO ALSO!! lady's (plus cleo) get their own hockey team, gem is coach, false, cleo, shelby (goalie), katherine, lizzie, pearl (still wanted to do something on ice and found the team when gem moved from player to coach)

everybody is very intertwined, Evo crew of course but also Scott and Jim become quick friends (or more), zed and Tim become friends so suddenly Tim is friends with the whole team, dragging Scott with him one he finds out that's the team Martyn joined (also flower ranchers cause I said so), papa K and X are a thing, Scar and cub are brothers so Joe is also friends, Joe and cleo friends so the teams are tight, also pearlie pop and gemmy live together. AND AND mumbo and grian are childhood best friends!! they would skate on the frozen lake together, haven't seen eachother in a while, but that changes when pearl brings g around again

Other Ice-skaters: zed, (frequently seen distracting half the team when he drops in on practices), Scott, Big B, Jim (Evo crew all used to skate together, split off, G was the only one who stayed with watcher cause he was competitive like that), doc (coaches for scott and big b), and Keralis does coaching for timmy and zed (eventually for G too but that's later)

now realistically this whole plot would probably never happen but bare with me, skating comp is coming to hermitville and it's happening on the same ice as both teams play on, big championship thing is happening like a week before, G and watcher get to town early to train and G also gets to see Pearl and the game shes in with the very little free time he's got, pearl drags him out after and he meets everyone, K and X get a vibe and decide to keep an eye on the guy, Evo reunion, it's all very sweet

blah blah things happen, Evo realizes just how messed up G got, they try to get him out more, team gets very attached very quickly, they help g be human and stuff, G goes to their game too, wat her doesn't like it, Grian tells no one, 3rd act grian not talking to anyone cause he has to practice, Scar and him are crushing hard at this point so scar knows how G practices and goes out really late at night to find G practicing alone, things happen, feelings are said, G talks about how bad watcher is, scar brings him to his house and sleep over happens, competition is that day so G leaves but not without a hockey player or two, plus doc who is scary enough that watcher let's them sit in on practice of they are quiet, competition happens, G does good cause he sees his people watching and cheering watcher gets in major trouble from K and X while everyone celebrates with G happily ever after

thank you for coming to my Ted Talk, if you can write and want to write this pleaseee do!! credit would be nice tho, and a notification to when it exists would be better cause I needddd to read this so bad

[misshoneyimhome]

Who'd you choose? I Jack Drury🖋️ 🌺⚡️

Requested: yes/no

Summary; for jack : when they guys were asked who they would let date their sister most of them said jack. so can you do a fluff + soft smut with him. i just feel like he would be such a romantic. he gives such softie vibes. _

Other notes; Well hello my sweet Canes fan 🤍 I am so happy you've found your way to my blog and inbox, introducing me to this sweet cheek 🤗 So, this is a first for me on Jack Drury, but I must admit, he's a fucking cutie 😉 I hope you enjoy this 🌺

Tropes & Warnings; Jack Drury x reader, reader's Sebastian Aho's sister, sort of friends/sort of strangers to lovers; Soft smut 18+; fingering, protected sex (p in v); otherwise just fluff;

Word count; 3.9K

Taglist; @couldawouldashoulda50, @findapenny, @justwanderingbutneverlost, @cixrosie

_

That first night we were standin' at your door Fumblin' for your keys, then I kissed you Asked me if I wanna come inside 'Cause we didn't wanna end the night Then you took my hand and I followed you

Jack Drury was always known for his gentlemanly ways. He was nothing but a friendly guy, a supportive teammate, and someone who always tried to see the best in people. Both on and off the ice, he put others before himself - perhaps except in terms of his career - and he was always ready to lend a helping hand and offer a shoulder to lean on to anyone who needed it. Truly, anyone.

You had known Jack ever since he joined the Carolina Hurricanes the first time around, and while you never had much time alone with him to get to know him better, you had still noticed his role on the team.

He seemed like a lovely lad, someone everyone liked, and no one could ever really dislike. But you also saw his struggles, fighting for more ice time and to showcase his talent to the hockey world. He was one of those players you couldn’t help but cheer for, hoping his hard work would be one day pay off and be recognised for what it was.

And saying you knew talent when you saw it wasn’t entirely off. You were the sister of one of the team’s star players, Sebastian Aho, born into the world of hockey in your home country Finland. And while you watched your brother skate gracefully, scoring goal after goal and making incredible assists, you couldn’t help but notice Jack striving to play at his level. And every time you saw how great a player Jack was becoming; you simply couldn’t help but smile.

But being the sister of an NHL player wasn’t always straightforward. While you frequently attended games and team events, supporting your brother as you sported his jersey number, you slowly became intertwined in the hectic life of the NHL; which you most certainly found enjoyable. The Hurricanes were a fantastic team to be part of, even as a family member. And having relocated to the US to pursue your own career dreams - unrelated to hockey, you seized every opportunity to network, even if it meant spending time at the training rink and PNC Arena.

The crucial aspect though was maintaining a balance between socialising with the team and their families. Spending considerable time together, navigating the challenges of the sport, experiencing both the lows and highs, naturally fostered relationships. And as a sister, you had to tread carefully—you wanted to display interest in the team and get to know the players, but not appear overly keen. While being a young, single woman, you were naturally attracted to successful, handsome men, and conversely, they were drawn to you.

Although Sebastian never explicitly instructed you to steer clear of romantic entanglements or getting involved sexually with anyone, you understood the implicit guideline. And as the younger sister of two older male hockey players, you were well aware of the warnings they had mentioned throughout your life about the reputation many hockey players carried.

_

However, on one particular evening, the dynamics had a chance to shift.

It was one of those typical post-season celebrations at the captain’s house, with just the players gathered without any family members or partners present. It was a time for unwinding and discussing anything but hockey before they all went their separate ways for the off-season, and during these nights, more personal conversations and questions often arose.

As most of the team congregated around the bonfire, holding beers, and sharing laughs over cheesy jokes and banter, the team’s joker, Seth Jarvis, posed a daring question.

“A’right! I’ve got a good one,” the Canadian forward grinned. “If you had to allow your sister to date someone on this team, who would you choose?”

“What if you don’t have a sister?” Brady asked.

“If you don’t have one, just imagine, a’right,” Jarvis quickly replied.

“Do they have to be single?” Jesperi chipped in.

“Doesn’t matter,” Jarvis grinned again. “Just picture it, having a sister, who would you let her date—single or not?”

The guys took a moment to ponder. It was a challenging question, given their familiarity with each other, not making it easy to envision any of them becoming involved with someone they cared about in that way. Sure, none of the guys were bad in any sense. In fact, most of them had such strong bonds, feeling akin to brothers with a close-knit relationship. Yet perhaps that closeness was precisely the issue. They all knew each other on such a profound level that the thought of someone becoming romantically involved with a sister was difficult to entertain.

‘Hmm’s and ‘Oh’s murmured in the warm Raleigh summer night air as they pondered, scratching their beards and deep in thought. However, the goaltender Frederik Andersen, being the eldest of four siblings with his younger sister, Amalie, was the first to break the silence.

“Honestly… I’m not sure if I’d ever let my sister date any of you guys,” he chuckled deeply, glancing down at the bottle in his hands. “I mean—don’t get me wrong, I love all of you, but you guys don’t deserve her.” The boys nodded and chuckled in agreement, yet it seemed the goalie had more to say. “But… if I had to choose… I’d probably go with Jack here,” he said with a smile, turning his head to his right to glance at the much younger team player.

“What?” Jack chuckled in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah, I mean, come on—out of all these idiots, you’re probably the most… decent idiot,” Freddie chuckled lightly, taking a sip of his beer.

“Thanks, I guess,” Jack smiled, surprisingly proud of the goaltender’s words.

“You know, I think I’d actually say Jack too,” Andrei then added, smiling at his fellow teammate as well. “You’re a good guy, Jack, and I’m sure you could make a girl very happy, so… I’d go with you.”

More of the guys nodded in agreement, clinking their beer bottles together as they cheered and chuckled. They all concurred that Jack Drury was the most suitable option for a sister to date. Well, they emphasised that they HAD to choose—otherwise, none of the players would have selected anyone.

“To Jack,” Jarvis then spoke again, raising his beer up in front of him. “The player who’s the least of an idiot among us, and the one that could have a chance with a sister.”

“CHEERS!”

_

What began as a playful jest from Jarvis actually sowed a deeper seed within Jack than he had initially realised. After the conversation shifted away from the notion of dating a sister, he couldn’t shake the thought that there might be some truth to it all.

He was familiar with his teammates and understood that making any romantic advances towards someone of your status would be crossing a significant boundary. However, amidst the slightly tipsy confessions, a small glimmer of hope stirred within him.

Jack had to admit that he had taken notice of you. Every time he caught sight of your radiant smile, captivating eyes, and heard your melodic laughter, his heart skipped a beat. The subtle hint of a Finnish accent in your English, despite your fluent speaking, only added to your charm. And whenever you drew near for any reason, even just to pass him and embrace your brother, he couldn’t help but notice the delicate fragrance of your perfume.

Yet, Jack knew he would never act on his infatuation. He barely knew you, and he feared that the other players would perceive him as foolish for entertaining any romantic notions towards the Aho sister, particularly given that you had been a topic of discussion among the guys before.

It wasn’t anything inappropriate, just typical guy-talk on the tour bus about sisters, cousins, mothers on the team, where your name had cropped up several times, and Sebastian had swiftly shut down any compliments directed your way. Because that’s just how it went.

They discussed your sense of style, your remarkable appearances, and the way you always infused such energy into the crowd, even during training sessions. You were fantastic with the children, engaging in playful antics and unafraid to come off as silly as you rolled around on the floor to partake in mini stick games or Nerf gun battles. You were always ready to lend a hand if the team required assistance, collaborating with the wives and girlfriends, and offering support in the best way possible while still managing your own life and career.

In short, your name had been brought up on numerous occasions, and always in a positive light. And it was because of this that Jack had taken special notice of you. Noticed you, and never quite managed to forget about you.

So, spurred on by the indirect encouragement from the team, Jack resolved to act on his feelings. However, he still felt it necessary to run it by his teammate first, just to ensure that it wasn’t merely the result of the beer talking or the sentiments of the evening.

Fishy: “It’s alright Jackie 😉 Just keep in mind if you hurt her, I can’t promise how I’ll handle it”

Jack: “I won’t! 🤞🏼 But now I just need for her to say yes first…”

Fishy: “Good place to start 😉”

Jack felt a certain level of relief after Sebastian had given his approval. Yet now, the next difficult task was to actually ask you out – and he knew he had to act fast before you travelled home to Finland for the summer.

Realising he wouldn’t be seeing you around the rink anytime soon, he then thought of the most Gen Z way to ask someone out: through a message on Instagram.

“Hey y/n – how are you?” – no… too formal, Jack thought, and erased the message again.

“Hey, sup?” – come on, what are you, like 12?

“Hey, how are you doing?” – Jack took his palm to his forehead. Why was this so hard? He then took in a deep breath and tried one more time.

“Hey y/n 😊 I know it’s the off-season and you’re probably busy, but I was just thinking maybe you’d want to grab a coffee together sometime?”

Jack pondered. It wasn’t great, but it was his best idea right now. So, letting out a deep breath, he hit send and threw the phone on the bed next to him.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for you to reply.

“Hey Jack, 😊 Sure, I’ll be off from work around 4.30 today – want to meet somewhere Downtown?”

Jack felt a wave of relief wash over him as he read your reply. He almost couldn't believe his luck – the two of you had only exchanged short conversations throughout the past couple of years, and now you had agreed to meet up with him. It was finally happening.

Quickly composing himself, Jack typed out a response, trying to sound nonchalant despite the excitement bubbling inside him.

"Hey, that sounds great! How about we meet at Brew & Brew at 5? Looking forward to catching up with you 😊"

So, with a sense of anticipation, Jack hit send and waited anxiously for your reply. This was it – the beginning of something new and exciting, and he couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

_

As you and Jack settled into your seats at Brew & Brew, the initial nervousness melted away, replaced by an easy sense of camaraderie. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and genuine connection.

You found yourself drawn to his warmth and sincerity, his genuine interest in getting to know you shining through. And as you shared stories and anecdotes, you realised just how much you had in common, from your love of travel to your shared passion for trying new foods.

Surprisingly, hockey didn't dominate the conversation. Instead, you delved into topics ranging from your favourite books to your most memorable travel experiences. And when the topic of your brother came up, it was met with understanding and curiosity rather than any awkwardness.

As the evening wore on, you found yourself losing track of time, engrossed in each other's company. Neither of you really wanted it to end, but you also wanted to play this out right. When you were about to part ways to say your goodnights, you offered him a tender kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, Jack,” you said with a sweet smile. “I’ve had an amazing time.”

It was no secret Jack felt the same, and just as you were about to walk away, he quickly stopped you.

“How about dinner? Before you go home,” he blurted out, his heartbeat quickening in his chest.

You nodded, letting out a deep breath as you smiled widely. “I’d love to. Tomorrow? Or would that be too soon?” You felt just as nervous, not wanting to come off too eager, but still wanting to show interest in this sweet guy.

“Tomorrow’s perfect,” Jack smiled in return.

It was the easiest experience you'd ever had scheduling a date with a guy. For the first time ever, you didn’t feel anxious or feared he was only using you for sex or other things. No, Jack was different. He showed genuine care and interest in you, seeming honest and true to his intentions.

Besides, knowing your brothers well, you knew Jack wouldn’t have asked you out unless he truly meant it and had most likely assured Sebastian he had no ulterior motives.

Alright, he might not have had any ulterior motives, at least not more than any guy going on a date with a beautiful girl. However, you probably had to admit that a small part of you had a wish for how the night should end. And it would not be with you alone in your bed.

Soon enough, the night turned to day, and you found yourself on your way to meet Jack outside the restaurant he had chosen for your rather spontaneous date.

“Wow, you look… stunning,” Jack let out a deep breath as he walked towards you on the pavement, the city lights flickering in the background.

You flashed him a timid smile, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you briefly looked down before meeting his blue eyes once more. A warmth flushed your cheeks, the thought of your simple summer dress making an impression causing your stomach to flutter.

“Thanks, so do you,” you smiled, eyeing Jack up and down in his casual summer attire.

“I think we can both agree that you’re the most beautiful one here—but I don’t mind,” he chuckled lightly. “How about we get some dinner.”

You nodded and let him guide you into the restaurant. And as you entered the small and cosy place, you couldn’t help but feel your shoulders suddenly relax, settling into the amazing and romantic atmosphere as Jack pulled out a chair for you, as gentlemanly as ever.

And just like your coffee date the day before, everything went smoothly. Any hints of nervousness quickly faded, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. No awkward silence of any sort. Everything with Jack seemed just perfect. So, as dinner ended and Jack naturally walked you home, you didn’t even hesitate by the door when you asked him to come up.

A part of Jack wanted to say no; wanting to show you that his intentions went beyond just physical attraction. However, he was also aware that you were going away for weeks, and he longed to have you close. He simply couldn't let this moment slip by—the chance to finally experience what he had desired for so long and to surrender to his deep-seated yearnings.

So, as Jack followed you up to your flat, the anticipation and excitement were palpable. The walk up the stairs seemed endless, with each step echoing your shared unspoken longing, and when you finally reached your door, your heart raced, and you could sense Jack's nervousness mirroring your own.

You fumbled with the keys for a moment before opening the door, stepping inside, and inviting Jack in with a warm smile. The cosy atmosphere of your flat enveloped you both, and as you turned to face him, you couldn't help but notice the yearning in his eyes.

"I've really enjoyed tonight," you said softly, stepping a little closer to him.

Jack nodded, his voice low and sincere. "Me too. More than I can say."

Then, spurred by a sudden confidence and without another word, you closed the distance between you, your lips meeting in a tender, electrifying kiss. It began gently, a soft exploration, but quickly deepened as your shared passion ignited. Jack's hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer, and you responded by wrapping your arms around his neck, losing yourself in the moment.

The kiss grew more intense, and you both knew there was no turning back. Breaking apart just enough to catch your breath, you looked into Jack's eyes, seeing the same desire reflected in them.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice a mix of hope and vulnerability.

But you could only smile, your heart pounding with excitement. "Absolutely."

So, with that, you led him to your bedroom, the air thick with anticipation. The city lights outside your window cast a soft glow over the room, adding to the romantic ambiance. And as you stood together, you let your hands roam over each other's bodies, savouring the sensation of closeness.

Slowly and delicately, Jack let his hands slip underneath your summer dress, pulling it upwards, bit by bit exposing your lacy knickers, your stomach, and then your matching bra before he pulled it over your head completely.

You had to control your breath as you stood exposed to him in your underwear. And as he then began to slowly undress himself, your eyes followed his every move. He pulled his polo shirt over his head, exposing his toned and muscular torso, which elicited a light gasp from you.

He was absolutely gorgeous, and you couldn’t control your own actions as you instinctively reached out to touch his chest, feeling his skin beneath your palms, his warmth radiating. “Shit…” you muttered softly under your breath.

Jack couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as he moved to undo his loose shorts, letting them pool around his ankles before stepping out of them and moving even closer to you to kiss you deeply. His hands found the back of your hair as you both allowed each other to explore your mouths before gently leaning back onto your bed.

It was nothing but soft and gentle as Jack then removed your last pieces of clothing, exposing your true and naked form to him, before you helped him discard his boxers, allowing your bodies to touch completely.

Jack’s actions were filled with care as his hand wandered over your curves, his fingertips gracefully brushing against your skin as he slowly moved closer to your core. You let out small moans, light breaths escaping as you parted your lips slightly. And when he gently pushed a finger past your entrance and inside your moist core, massaging your walls with care before stretching you with two digits, you sank deeper into the mattress, allowing the pleasure to consume you.

“Mmm, yes Jack,” you whispered softly, feeling his fingers move in and out, stimulating your inside while you tilted your head back, your hands instinctively finding the back of his shoulders for support.

Jack couldn’t help but cherish the sight beneath him. You were incredibly beautiful, and in this very moment, he was the one causing you pleasure, making you moan and feel a rush washing over you. And as he felt your muscles tighten around his fingers, signalling a climax approaching, he felt his own member pulsating with a need for release.

“Oh Jack… Please… want you… inside me…” you managed to moan as you felt your orgasm building, needing more than his fingers to reach the high you were craving. And your wish was his command.

Gently pulling his fingers out, Jack looked at you with his ocean blue eyes, a look that had shifted from his usual soft gaze to a darker, more lustful expression.

“Do you have…?” he whispered softly.

You nodded, pointing to the drawer next to your bed where Jack then retrieved a small foil package, wrapped his erect member, and moved back into missionary position before gently allowing himself to enter you.

It felt almost magical as his thick member stretched your walls, stimulating them with every motion as he slowly began to rock his hips. Instinctively, you raised your hips slightly, lifting your legs to wrap around his lower body, providing better access for him to go deeper. And before long, Jack found a steady rhythm, allowing his length to glide effortlessly in and out of your wet heat.

“Oh yes… you feel so good,” he muttered under his breath, feeling his own climax build with every motion.

It was the perfect synchronisation of bodies moving together, a harmony of moans as you both neared the peak of pleasure, your minds completely consumed. And while Jack felt the peak approaching, he couldn’t hold back his desires and thrusted harder and faster, pushing you both closer to the edge.

The night unfolded with a mixture of tenderness and passion, both of you exploring and discovering each other in ways you had only dreamed of. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word felt like a promise of something more, something deeper.

You could feel your orgasm approaching, muttering it to Jack as your walls clenched around his cock. And with every pound, you let out soft cries, the arousal taking over as you finally felt the wave release. Your mind went hazy, and Jack’s name escaped your lips in a louder moan. Followed by uncontrollable motions; your body arched, your eyes rolling back as you reached the blissful peak.

“Oh yes…”

And as Jack continued thrusting through your orgasm, he pushed himself over the edge as well, letting out a deep grunt as he released into the latex.

Breaths were heavy, the air thick as you both calmed from the rush of sweaty and passionate sex. Smiles adorned both your faces, and neither of you could contain the surge of happiness you felt in that very moment.

As the hours passed, you found yourselves lying entwined in each other's arms, the soft glow of dawn beginning to filter through the curtains. You felt a sense of contentment and connection you had never experienced before. Jack's arms around you were warm and reassuring, and you couldn't help but smile at the thought of what the future might hold.

"Thank you for tonight," Jack murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You snuggled closer, feeling safe and cherished. "Thank you, Jack. This has been perfect."

Jack smiled; it had indeed been perfect. Despite not wanting to ruin this moment, he couldn’t help but chuckle as he let out a teasing thought.

“Please don’t tell your brother I slept with you on our first date… pretty sure he’d kill me for that.”

You had to let out a soft giggle. In this romantic and tender moment, the first thing Jack thought about was what Sebastian would think of him. So, you naturally decided to play along. “Hmm, I won’t say anything, but… in case he finds out anyway, I’d probably have a plan B ready.”

It was another moment filled with heartfelt laughter, following an amazing evening and a wonderful date. And as you drifted off to sleep, you knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful journey together, one filled with promise, excitement, and the kind of love you had always hoped to find.

[candlelightreader]

Can we talk about how Athena has, for a very long time now, not been allowed to just be a woman and not a wife, a mother, a widow (essentially), or a cop? Especially in the last two seasons. She does not appear to be allowed to just be, to chill around the house or have fun doing whatever that doesn't include work or family. Does she go to the gym or have kickboxing classes? For Athena, there's not even going out with a coworker like Buck and Ravi, or with a friend, like she used to with Hen. Even just hanging out with May to go for a mani pedi (yes that would still be mother role, but there is a hit of girlfriend vibe to that too). Michael gave her an opportunity to have a friend outside the first responder group too. But now he's gone, what does she do? Who she talking to? She done chatting with people? Maybe a big part, as many have pointed out, is because she has not clear arc lately.

One could argue that Bobby didn't havr spacr to just be a guy, as he just goes to work, hangs out with his wife very occasionally lately. But he likes cooking, skating, and he's dealing with his alcoholism and Wendell, which I think is about him just being a man and a friend to a non-work person. Bobby's addiction is a major piece about his character that is not relationship or work driven and it's huge! I know that we don't have a sense of what everyone in group like to do outside of work, really. Bobby doesn't have a lot, for sure, but it is something... Was gonna say watching hockey but I think that's just fanon?

Athena, in contrast, has nothing other than reading--is that the only hobby she has and can we count it? Even when we see her do something new, like going running, which we are told is something she did at school, it was really about Bobby. We are told she hated the cruise mostly because she was looking forward to exactly zero of the activities. She wanted to do nothing! So, she has no interests beside mystery books and diner parties with friends? I hesitate to put diner parties cause that's not just her enjoying a hobby or chilling. It's really weird how much thinner she is sketched out compared to the other main character, Bobby.

We may surmise she enjoys live tweeting her fave shows and dancing, but these were things we saw her doing with Bobby and that was so long ago it is embarrassing (and the TV thing was one time, sixish years ago, so does it count?).

I think that if we consider that Athena and Bobby are the main, it doesn't matter that we have little sense of what the others do. It's thinner, but could be considered to be more than Athena or barely less, which says something: we know Eddie likes MMA and basketball, Buck bakes and I guess works out(?), Chim and Hen hang out together, while Hen also hangs with Athena, Ravi has real estate, and Maddie we really have no idea. Not knowing what the others do is ok to me--they are not the main, though of course they are main cast. And Athena being barely flushed out comparatively is pretty comical. We know more about Eddie's non-work activities than we do for Athena!

Anyway. Just rambling because I'm sad and sad for how the do Athena dirty every time. She deserved better. As the one who doesn't have an entourage to just chill with outside of active calls, over the course of an episode, she should get to do stuff!

[py-dreamer]

Ok so I might've gone over time again a lil bit BUT I STILL MADE IT!!!

"Why is it Nezha? First Mk, then Mei, why Nezha? Shouldn't it be Pigsy or Tang or Red Son? Why are you robbing the less popular characters their spotli-"

SHUSH!!!!

Ok so a reason I made Nezha next, is cause I have an upcoming project due soon and I require our 3rd lotus princey over here to come help me.

Look it's an art thingy and the theme is 'Legacy of the gods' and I did chinese mythology not LMK. As such I couldn't pick an lmk exclusive character like Mk or Mei. Furthermore, since it was about the 'gods' specifically, I'm more focused on the deities and less demons the like.

Also a lot of my project has featured so much JTTW, and I'm sure it definitely will in future...So to break up from that and for a bit of variety, I've added in our lotus friend.

(I mean, I suppose I could've done Chang'e but I just decided Nezha had more myths so he was my best bet)

And I couldn't do Wukong. Cause I'm already doing another piece with him, I made two stickers of him already. They will know I have favorites. And I do, I know I do but damn it if I don't wanna show it so obviously!!!

Actually, originally I had like a list of who I wanted to do and it was mostly like main cast of lmk with some fan favorites/my favs here and there and Nezha was towards the bottom but I moved him up due to the reasons above. And I was going to do Pigsy and Tang today but that's not how things turned out, I'll still do them just everyone's gonna have to be moved up in the list now.

Don't ask me what kinda cake it is, if I had to guess some kinda cheesecake with like a thin layer of jelly on top. The pink/red contributes to his main color scheme and the blue jelly makes it look like a pond and all the decorations and lotuses on top look like they're floating in water.

And I suppose it's different from Mk and Mei's cause like the KNY arts have different cakes sometimes why not do the same for these guys? And Nezha is a prince, and the patron god of children! I think he deserves something nice. (I used Giyu's cake for reference)

The filling is strawberries again, hopefully better drawn this time and actually sakura petals instead of lotus ones. I don't know why I used sakura petals, the color is more like lotuses but the shape is inspired after sakura so maybe it's a hybrid.

I do enjoy that it is more detailed than the previous two (especially since I'm using it for a project-)

I actually had a lot of trouble thinking of the sugar cookies cause there's not much associated with Nezha other than his lotus theme and his weaponry. Like at least Mei had her sword and her dragon insignia in different styles! I didn't wanna just do lotuses for like 3 times so I did his universal ring and that golden brick from that one episode. And yes, that brick is an actual thing in the mythos, it's not just a quick visual gag.

I did copy paste the frosting swirls and shells from Mei, don't @ me pls they just looked cool, I needed something to jush up the cake and COME ON THEY LOOK COOL HOW COULD I NOT

No I did not change the color but the minty green broke up all the pink and gold nicely, I think...

I did add the lotus flower and that green thing that triggers ur tripophobia is a lotus fruit. So for those who don't know, lotuses are edible! Not water lilies though. There's a difference. And lotuses can be made into lotus jam and it's delicious! I do recommend trying a lotus jam bao at least once.

Now I know Nezha is a chinese deity and mochi/dango is japannese but Idk what other desert to use and I didn't feel tanghulu fit the vibe...

But yea, those are his flaming fire wheels he skates on, that's why they're on fire, no it's not the rings of the samadhi fire. (I'll be saving that for RS) though now, I do wish I'd just done the outline in a darker shade to make it look like it was an actual image grilled into the mochi rather than a sticker slapped on.

The sneks! Omg! I almost forgot about them! But yea, those are the golden serpent shears we saw in that one episode. They are a bit last minute but I think they turned out decently well. Lil bleps.

Then we have the fire tipped spear and yes, that is Ao Bing. I'm sorry, I know I said I shipped them, and I still do (I see lmk nezha as both mentally and physically an adult don't try me) but damn that idea popped into my head and it was funny. He's fine...I think

(also funny to think Mei's is all dragon oriented and here's Nezha and Ao bing like bleep)

The reason the ribbon is so long is cause it's the goddamn armillary sash that Nezha uses, and it's its own canon magic thing, why not let it be longer and yes I did add some white detail but I just thought it looked more finished and it's a celebration! Let him be festive!

I really like the pose like Nezha receiving a lil present. I think he's the kind of person to not expect presents but be pleasantly surprised at them.

And btw that balloon has lily pads, it's not a globe. I know they should be elevated for lotuses but I can't exactly make the leaves pop out.

So later today should be Tang and pigsy hopefully!

(Also I've noticed a trend in general lmk posts. Ships, duos, trios basically anything with a relationship of some kind always do better than just one character so if I had to guess this like my other birthday posts won't do that well)

Oh and @leesbian42, before I forget, happy almost birthday! If I remember correctly you're turning like 24 right?

[theteasnake]

The Entity: Spider plant thing

Pronouns? Gender doesn't apply to her, but the survivors and killers refer to her as she/her, and she doesn't really care. (She won't admit it, but it is growing on her).

Tired mom vibes, honestly. If she had a brain, she would have 24/7 migraines. Thank God she doesn't.

She technically has a physical form outside of the spider claws. I like to think she stays in the core or center of where the fog is and is just in a comatose state, kind of? Like in order for her to have control over the whole realm, she can't be in control of her physical form. She can only focus on one or the other.

She managed to learn almost every human language to better understand the survivors and killers. She still prefers to talk in her native tongue, tho.

The survivors are kept in a camp in one corner of the realm, far away from where the killers stay. The killers have their own areas, which are mini versions of their maps with a house of some kind if the map doesn't have one.

She has favorites and she has... unpreferred ones. The Trapper is on the second list. She doesn't like him. Or Freddy. She doesn't like Freddy either, but at least he feeds her well.

She gives gifts to those that do well, like cosmetics, charms, or even stuff from their worlds that can't be taken into trials.

She has serious rbf.

Has a phobia of Michael Myers. Myersphobia if you will.

She's hot. No, not sexy hot, she's really warm. The basements probably feel like saunas and smell very misty, like those fog machines.

Depending on how good certain people are, they'll be gifted with technology from their time, it would just be altered a little. For phones and consoles, the Entity made bootleg versions of apps/games, online games are only with fellow people in the realm. The only thing they have access to that's not from the fog is music, cause that's too bothersome to cover.

Despite being known as the Entity's least favorite, the Trapper's realm is the largest compared to the other's. The other's realms had to have some stuff removed from the map to be mini, but the Estate has all of its features from the maps, just smaller. Why? The Entity won't say. Maybe she doesn't dislike him as much as she says. He is the killer that's been there the longest.

It's always nighttime in the fog, making it hard to tell time. The fog does have seasons tho.

She once gave roller skates to the survivors and killers just to see what would happen. So many broken bones. Good meal, but too much cleanup. Only a select few kept their skates.

The ice skates were worse. Blood everywhere. Delicious, but omg she couldn't get the maps cleaned up in time between trials and everyone kept slipping on the blood, and holy shit, it was a blood bath. Not practical.

She's constantly experimenting with things to see what would make the trials more effective.

The Legion was one of her regrets. At this point, the survivors are just annoyed with them and not scared. She should've taken them when they were older.

She feels like it would be pleasant to have tea with Pyramid Head. Too bad she can't eat human food. Also, Michael hangs around PH from time to time.

Has never said a curse word, there isn't one in her native tongue. But she has internally said almost every curse word in every human language. Her favorites are the French ones.

She gets freaked out whenever anyone starts dating. Like, she cringes when it happens. She doesn't understand it and gags when there's pda.

She can change how her voice sounds to others, she tries to make it as creepy as she can for trials.

She used to punish friendly killers, but has since given up and realized it would just lead to a better meal next trial.

Somehow. Some fucking how. Michael just popped up behind the Entity's physical form and it almost killed her. She just sensed a disturbance in the core and just woke up, then turned around. And boom. He was there. Just watching. Staring. He can't hurt her, they both know that, but that fact did not ease any fear she had in that moment. She screamed. She's not proud of it, but she did scream.

Ghostface is a comfort person to her. For some reason. Maybe it's because he treats her as an equal. Or maybe it's cause he's one of the very, very few people who talk to her. Or maybe it's cause he feeds her well. Who knows. All she knows is that she likes spending time with him.

Aroace queen. Cause ew romance and ew sex. Just ew humans.

She likes ribbons or anything resembling ribbons. Why? She doesn't know, she just likes how they look.

Every human that enters the fog immediately gets their reproductive rights removed. Everyone is infertile cause the Entity does not want to deal with babies. Cause ew children.

She thinks it's interesting and weird that there are people that worship her. She would take them, but she has a feeling they would enjoy it too much. Freaky.

Is she a plant? Is she a spider? She's both. Spider plant. At least that's the closest description to what she is for humans.

She finds humans both adorable and disgusting.

[savvylittlecoxswain]

Okay now I need to pick your brain about what hockey position the boys play? Cause I think previously you said Bobby as goalie? Which I love but I've been thinking about the others too😂😂

Okokok so I’m definitely all over the place but I’ll give my vibes. I can totally see ANY of the boys as being either defense or offense, so please feel free to give your opinions.

Under the cut because I type too much :)

Bobby - Goaltender

small, loud-mouth goaltender, essentially the antithesis of your typical large and much more reserved goalie

always playing the puck even though Ulbrickson tells him not to and def leaves the crease a lot, but isn't totally reckless about it, like it's a calculated risk he takes

chirping at players all the time like I’m getting Marc-Andre Fleury vibes with a bit of Tuuka Rask’s attitude on special occasion, he’s always chirping at the players screening him in front of his crease and isn’t afraid to shove them when the linesman isn’t looking (def gets him in trouble with other team sometimes)

very flexible because of his small size and I can totally see him secretly having some figure skating experience (figure skating has many benefits to hockey players)

Don - Forward (Center)

probably plays Center on the top line because stroke is all about leading the crew at a certain pace like centers set up plays, Don would have the most assists but never takes any of the credit

pretty quiet on and off the ice but his locker is next to Bobby’s, mostly because no one else wants to sit next to the obnoxious goalie but also because he likes how there’s no pressure to speak a lot with Bobby

leads by example on the ice like the other boys will fall into formation behind him and follow his lead

might not be the best on the team but has some of the best, natural hockey instincts Ulbrickson has ever seen like he can see plays developing on the ice

Joe - Forward (Winger)

winger on the first line with Don and Shorty, locker is probably situated between Shorty and Stub

gets a bit rattled by chirping so having Don as a center kind of helps to mellow him out on the ice

doesn’t have a lot of the technique but had a lot of heart and passion, leaves everything out on the ice

gets a little ahead of himself sometimes, quick on his feet, always wants to jump ahead of the play which is where his teamwork is a little lacking (but is definitely getting better now that he’s with these boys)

Shorty - Forward (Winger)

Don’s other winger, very headstrong and has a lot of emotions in the game, perhaps one of the leading goal scorers

very sociable, loved to be the center of attention and is probably the player people simp over

sensitive, never quite sure what might set him off, shut him down, or make him lose his focus so he’s either hot or he’s cold and the other boys are there to help pull him out of it

Ulbrickson was probably worried he’d clash too much with Joe on the same line but instead they clicked really well, like they validate each other’s emotions when they’re pissed over a call or soemthing

Stub (Captain) - Defenseman

“tall and lanky, and he could reach all over the place” thus he’s easily a defenseman, but like a defensive defenseman who comes up big when they need him to show up offensively

has the most experience, like gives total veteran vibes so it’s fitting that the captain of the crew is the captain of the hockey team

kind of a calming presence, doesn’t get rattled and isn’t phased by anything even if one of the other boys is throwing a bit of a tantrum

refs love him because he’s always very civil when they’re talking about a penalty or something that just happened (I’ll find a video if anyone doesn’t quite get what I’m talking about, it’s a college hockey thing)

takes the new players under his wing (ha hockey pun), doesn’t want them to be treated like how he, Chuck, and Bobby were treated when they first joined

Johnny - Forward (Center)

book describes him as poster model for the all-American boy and “pretty boys are always forwards” says my bf so it must be true

lived and breathed rowing hockey thanks to his father who wanted more than anything for his son to become an oarsmen forward, every expectation his father sets Johnny meets (but I bet it weighs on him a little)

probably one of the top scorers on the team, gets a lot of power play minutes

ready to pull Chuck out of any trouble he might get into, and that’s straight out of the book so it totally fits if he’s on the same line as Chuck

Gordy - Defenseman

described as “Big, muscular, and very quiet” so defenseman just makes sense

once rowed the entire two miles of a race with his thumb cut to the bone played an entire game with a cut from a skate blade with needed stitches but didn't tell anyone

probably gets a lot of time on the penalty kill with Chuck and would definitely without a doubt lead the team in shots blocked

Chuck - Forward (Winger)

winger and team enforcer, which is hard because fighting isn’t technically allowed in college (if we’re talking college that is)

absolute chatterbox in the locker room and on the ice, probably the person people want mic’d up but might not be pg enough

If there’s a scuffle, it’s almost guaranteed to be Chuck in the middle of it, probably gets a lot of penalties tbh

the teams “spark plug,” the guy getting the boys revved up and firing on all cylinders both on and off the ice

Roger - Forward (Winger)

a fairly defensive forward, gets a lot of penalty kill minutes and I feel like he gets a lot of short-handed goals

maybe he played defense for his last team but Ulbrickson thought he’d be a great match for Chuck (and they were right)

where Shorty and Joe are great minds think alike, Roger and Chuck are like opposites attract, they balance each other out on their line and carry each other’s slack

[my-castles-crumbling]

Anon Advice Asks - January 31

skating anon, therapist anon, admissions anon (new), guess anon (new), milk anon, outlet anon, two fics anon (new)

Skating Anon

Heyy

I'm skating anon, so basically so far I'm still friends with her but I didn't have the courage to tell her anything about liking her, my friend is telling me I should tell her so that we go out for valentine's day. I know for a fact she doesn't have any plans for valentine's day and I mean I'd even ask her like to go as friends but idk

What should I do

Hi!!

I mean, I think you should!! You could always just say "we should hang out on the 14th" and see how she reacts, you know? like don't specifically say it's a date but don't NOT say that and then see the vibes from there!

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Therapist Anon

Hiya cas, how are we

Therapist anon here with a bit of a long one so hope you're ready :)

One: were having a tour reunion soon (all went away for 3 weeks with a bunch of other people under the same program had such a blast)

Met a boy, talked, went on like a 5 hour hike we talked all the time. After a whileee he went to my friend with a "see ya later!" Then came bounding back (he was like a fawn learning how to walk, beyond adorable) and my friend who was near the front came up to me and was like " *name* you know he came to us stayed for about a minute then said he was bored, I'm gonna go back to *name* (ie me)

OK one was I flattered, boys never looked at me (woah that sounded so pick me, please forgive me) but he was on and off with a girl, later in the trip (like mid week 2 or smth) he was sad cos he ans this girl had a misunderstanding so there I kinda forced myself to give up because ain't no way imma make a move on a taken (?) man

Might not go to the reunion cos train strikes (yay) could only go if they doo a weekend then come back sat night (hopefully they do another one cos I wanna see him) it also doesn't help that all my friends ship us and to this DAY still talk about how cute we were

(Also gonna mention that it was him and two of ny friends bur then it dwindled to just me, my friend and him then just me and him- we didn't say anything and just talked about religion, parent, where we come back etc (in my religion where you're from has quite a big impact ie. If you're from European countries you're gonna have different customs to those from the middle east/Asian countries))

But yeah :D boy trouble am I right?

Two: friends are still being a bit...exclusive

And it pains me that they'll talk about how they've gotten so much better (they havnt) they had another party sat night and I wasn't even doing anything, I would have loved to come but no invite :/

But I also feel like I'm missing out on such teenage things like I've never gotten drunk (yay me I'm being so responsible but I feel like as somebody who's going to uni soon and never had alcohol other than for religious reasons (again alcohol is a pretty big deal here for...numerous reasons I'm not getting into otherwise wrll be here for too long) ans I've never talked to a boy other than school, cousins, sibling friends (and this one) so idk

I don't have a girl gang I don't feel as if I can go to them for boy trouble of course I know they love me (just had a weekend away and as we were lighting Friday night candles we all hugged, blessed each other etc) and I love them but idk....if they realize what they're doing then maybe?? There's definitely leaders and sheep but know I think it's mostly leaders cos of how long it's been going on (since after covid cos long story short, my mom got sick and it was a major health hazard so when bubbles came out I couldn't do it-I didn't step outside my front door for about 6 weeks we were all too scared and then schools opened and I had to distance myself ALOT like if we were in one big room, I was outside the building. Wore a mask until 2022-23 I'd say because of how scared I was so that definitely caused issues yay :) but I feel like that may be part of the issue cos I had to distance myself and push myself away -they were all so sweet coming to say hi and talk, sitting on my porch while I sat inside and for that I love them but that's definitely a factor)

Really really sorry for how long it is but lemme just summarise:

Met a boy, in love, his relationship status=complicated

I am single beyond single and would LOVE A BOYFRIEND HINT HINT HINT G-D

Friends being ignorant, met a new friend but she's going thru a tough spot so I cannot vent, I have to be there for her

Feeling like I'm missing out on ny teenage years ESPECIALLY THANKS TO COVID had depression and have anxiety, kinda feeling like depression is coming back (yay)

Covids a bitch

Also would love to make a huge academic comeback but cannot focus for the life of me, I'm actually addicted to my phone and my other friend doesn't do work until like 2am so that's a no go

Would love if you have any tips:)

Thanks again, really sorry for how long it is, mwah mwah mwah

Hi!

Okay so as far as the boy....Idk, for me...if someone isn't showing genuine interest in me, like it feels like I'm competing or having to work for love...that feels like a red flag. You deserve someone who truly cares about you, you know?

As far as your friends and being a teenager....honestly I feel like I've had so many people say the same thing- and I don't say this to minimize what you're feeling, I say this to tell you that you're not alone. It's okay to experience things in your own time! You'll experience all the things you're meant to WHEN you're meant to, I promise <3

For focusing...have you tried setting timers on your phone? I think there are apps where you can lock it for like 10-20 minutes at a time, and use that time to study, and then give yourself a break.

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Admissions Anon

Hey Cas!

I didn’t really know who I could talk to about this in my everyday life so I’m just gonna leave it here. Don’t feel pressure to reply!

Anyway, the college admissions cycle is underway and I’ve been applying places. I have only heard back from one school (my fav school) and was denied from them, I’m still waiting on about 10 others to get back to me - most of which are easier to get into as my top school has a low acceptance rate.

For context, whenever I would talk about this school to anyone (parents, friends, etc.) it was pretty clear that they didn’t think I’d get in. I’ve had some pretty serious medical stuff over the last few years which has impacted my grades, so my friends at school don’t think of me as capable to get into a difficult school and my parents just didn’t wanna get my hopes up. Guess they were right on that account.

Logically I knew that I likely wouldn’t get in since previously acceptance rates were like 15% (and this year they dropped to 6%) but there was still a little tiny voice in the back of my head that kept whispering “what if…”

So although it’s a little crazy, I kept thinking that I was going to get in. Perhaps more than a little crazy. Whatever. Anyways, clearly I didn’t and I feel like I can’t mope about it or anything because none of my friends will understand cause they’re either super smart nerds who would’ve gotten in or they despise academics and would never apply to a school that difficult to get into. So I just wanted to be able to talk to someone which is why I’m leaving this here.

So all this leads to the fact that since I have bad anxiety and depression I’ve sorta been spiraling a bit since I found out today. I’ll be fine though. Hopefully. Just give it a few days.

I’ll shut up now but if you did read this thank you for listening (or reading I guess since this isn’t audio)

Thanks xx

Hi <3

I completely understand this. I feel like we're sold this lie that if we work hard, we can go to whatever college we want. But in reality, some colleges are almost impossible to get into, and it's so upsetting. And on top of that, even if you get into your top school, there's paying for it.

It's definitely a letdown to know that you won't be able to go to your top choice school. I'm not sure if it would make you feel any better, but I wasn't able to go to my top choice, either, I actually ended up going to one of my last choices. And I ended up LOVING it. Sometimes you end up at the place you're supposed to be, you know?

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Guess Anon

hi Cas,

Ive posted a few asks on here but they were public - but this time, I don't think that I'm brave enough to be. Although you'll probably guess who this is if youve seen my other tumblr posts

Its my father's birthday tomorrow and me and my sister are seeing him. The issue is, I tried to bring up the fact that I had dropped out of college last time we saw him, and he told me that he'd be really disappointed and wouldn't want to see me again, so I played it off as a joke and just said that I was thinking about it. He asked me whether I was meant to be in college when we were out last and luckily I had an email saying that my classes were cancelled the day because they were running christmas trips and my teachers were all going (for context I dropped out late november and I still had access to my college email until very recently as I've finally been formally de-enrolled), so I showed him that email (which he originallytbough I'd faked) but obviously this time, I have no messages or anything (cause I've been fully de-enrolled so they deleted my email and stopped messaging my phone number). I'm just scared that he's going to find out tomorrow and get angry and violent, and then he'll blame me like he always does. I'm scared, Cas.

Thanks for taking the time to read.

Hi <3

I'm so sorry that I didn't get to this before you saw your dad. I really hope it went well.

I want to remind you of a few things:

First, when your safety is at risk, it is always okay to lie. You could photoshop the email?

Also, when your safety is at risk, it's okay NOT to see family, even if they are family. Nobody deserves to be hurt. I understand if you are still relying on your father for some sort of support, but if you arent...I would reevaluate spending time with someone who is violent.

But also I want to say...I hope you know that you don't have to explain your choices to people. You're allowed to make choices that are best for you, and fuck anyone who judges <3

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Milk Anon

Hey, so milk anon here...

A couple months ago i got a gf, and shes amazing, and beautiful and lovely, and i l'île her a lot

But... im terrified of physical affection (like holding hands and cuddling and kissing etc.) And idk if maybe its because its my first relationship or not but ive started to think maybe that i may not actually be into girls after all, but just guys? I dont want that to be true bc like i said my gf is amazing and i dont want to hurt her, but i also dont wanna lie to her, nor myself, but i also just dont know and its kinda freaking me out

Sorry if its a bit much lol, i just needed to rani a bit to someone not too involved

Hi!!

Honestly...there are so many reasons why someone might not like physical contact and I'm not sure if I can tell you what the reason is for you, you know? Especially since I'm not a professional. But it sounds like you might just need to reflect on the why. Like...is it the person? The situation? The type of contact? That kind of thing. Also you said this is your first relationship...it could simply be that you're not ready for a relationship and that's completely okay!

Also if you do end up realizing you don't want to stay with your gf for whatever reason, just make sure to tell her what you told me- that she's amazing and you care.

Wishing you luck <3

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Outlet Anon

It made me so happy to read your update! It sounds like things are going so well for you and it amazing how all of those changes have improved things so much! I am sending you love and I hope things continue to go well!

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Two Fics Anon

I promise, there are people who read. Also if it helps motivation, you and try to find people who share similar tastes in tropes and pairings, and then share your writing with them! Fandom friends are wonderful hype people!

[alittletreecko]

I like the opening for Persona 5 Vanilla better than Persona 5 Royal. In every other respect, I think Persona 5 Royal is the better game, but like, the opening? It's not really it for me.

Here's the thing, P5R isn't even really a bad opening! I would say it's pretty good actually! It's just that the OG opening is so much better!

Reasons:

I enjoy the more limited color palette, with red, black and white being predominant with only occasional splashes of other colors

Wake Up, Get Up, Get Out There is a better opening song, it just punches harder as a call to action to get you hyped than Colors Flying High does (CFH is a good song, don't get me wrong! It's just not as punchy!)

I dislike the imagery of the Phantom Thieves waltzing through the buildings of Tokyo and smashing them with bats. "Yeah we're reforming society!!!!" It's very Ryuji, if that makes any sense, but idk if it fits the vibe of the Phantom Thieves as a whole

On the flip side, I fucking love the imagery of the OG, with the Phantom Thieves just traipsing around Tokyo and specifically ice skating across the highway. It gives off a more devil-may-care attitude that I feel fits the PT better. Special shout out to Yusuke graffitiing up the alleyways

P5R was always gonna have a difficult time following up on the original opening, mostly cause you can't really top perfection.

[fishfingersalad]

Rvb skating hcs, bc I miss skating but I can’t figure out how to put the brake back on my blades, and where I live is rlly hilly so I need it or else I'm trapped in the cul-de-sac.

Putting a break cause its a real long list lol

Skateboards:

Alpha Church (Can’t actually skateboard, swears he can but he's sooo wobbly) Tex (Can actually skateboard, makes fun of church) Tucker (Between Church and Tex’s levels, hes decent at it) Wash (Don’t think I need to explain this one) Niner (I’ve seen a lot of wheelchair niner hcs, shed totally do wheelchair skateboarding) Palomo (Falls over a lot, but hey he just keeps on going.) Bitters (Absolutely holds it over Palomos head that he’s better at skateboarding) Theta (canon)

Rollerskates:

Kai (Dunno if this one needs an explanation, she might like derby ngl) Donut (He seems like he’d use them as transportation, just skatin around) South (She’d do roller derby and get so competitive about it) CT (Seen some videos of people doing sweet flips and tricks w skates) Ohio (She gives me the vibe of someone who’s got cool iridescent pink roller skates) Andersmith (Picked up skating cause the younger lieutenants were into it) Matthews (He’s a bit unbalanced, but he’s determined)

Rollerblades:

Carolina (Speed, blades are faster than skates) Simmons (He is shaky as hell, but he is trying. Won’t skate anywhere that’s not flat.) Kimball (Lina taught her, they race) Dr Grey (Dunno, just vibes) Jensen (Much like Simmons but with more uneven terrain) Epsilon Church (Picked blades so he could skate w Lina, and to be different from Wash n Alpha) Omega/O’malley (I'm just picturing him chasing people around at high speeds, cackling) Eta (Wanted to try something new, and to spend time w Theta)

Iceskates:

Florida (Specifically figure skating) Felix (Honestly idk, he’s cold and sharp like an ice skate) Delta (He’d ramble about why it’s an intellectual sport, but actually just thinks its fun) Sigma (He’d be rlly pretentious about it)

Scooter:

York (Guy has no balance but still wants to be included) Iota (Cheers on Eta and Theta, does sick scooter tricks)

Other:

Grif (I think he’d have a longboard that he rides around) Sarge (Quad bike) Doc (Also a longboarder) Idaho (I think he’d prefer dirt bike racing) Iowa (Quad bike, it’s like a mongoose) Caboose (Mountain bike, no real explanation, just vibes)

Doesn’t skate (or bike or anything):

Lopez (He prefers cars, might've made an electric skateboard at some point but doesn't rlly use it) Wyoming (Can’t see him skating at all ngl) North (Cheers everyone else on and records videos) Maine (First aid) Locus (Tried to skate once and fell over. Now he just broods from the benches.) Doyle (Too nervous, prefers to just watch) Gamma (I don’t think he’d go outside much ngl)

[vegantinatalist]

Were you always anti-makeup/makeup-free? I was always a "tomboy" so I never got into makeup when most the other girls my age did. I remember my mother encouraging me to wear some to like events or whatever. And I just remember thinking it's fucked up that girls "have" to wear it but boys don't. Boys can show up to events bare faced as is, but I'm expected to change how I look? Why? I liked my face as it was.

I think most girls/women are lying when they say it's not for others. You literally cannot even see your own face unless you hold a mirror up so how is it for yourself... Of course it's for others. And women get treated better the more attractive they are to others so women notice the difference in how they're treated. It's conditioning. I always felt so alone for realizing things like this at a young age (~13-14) and going against the grain of society by myself.

i think i have a slightly unique experience with the makeup thing. i quite literally did not understand why people wore "natural makeup". it went over my head. i was clamboring to get my hands on makeup but thats because im an artist and a goth and i wanted to just paint my face in freaky ways, like not conventional ways, i just wanted to be expressive and artistic and unusual. and i didnt get why everyone hated it so much, i didnt get why everyone wore makeup but hated anything beyond the standard template of makeup, and i just kept doing my thing. i didnt do anything beyond lipstick and eyeliner and eyeshadow though. like FUUUUUCK concealer, so uncomfortable. my mom was a makeup obsessed woman but she also kinda had healthier views on it than most so she was like really conflicted about it. she was sad i didnt want to wear makeup like her, but also was like "do ya thing be free". but then she also hated my goth vibes because christian lol. and also she has crippling self esteem issues and would always break down crying like "theyll make fun of you!!!" even though i was like girl i do not care lol.

it wasnt until i discovered radfem that it clicked. like i already kinda understood women were all piss scared to deviate from the norm but i thought it was just because most people seem to have more obsessive attachment to tradition while i was more of a free thinker. i just literally never felt or sensed that it was gender expectations being placed on me, i was totally oblivious to how i was treated for not conforming, probably because i WAS pretty conforming a lot of the time. i just happened to love very girly artsy clothing. i loved corsets and short skirts and showy sundresses and stockings with patterns and pigtails and all kinds of super girly things, but then i would also do things like wear avant garde ass facepaint or shave my head and wear boring baggy sports clothes with 0 hesitation whatsover even with people around me complaining, i didnt feel forced to be girly, in fact i felt unique cause everyone around me went through a hard "i hate pink and dresses" phase where i did the opposite. now i understand why they were going through that phase, they were sick of what they had previously been forced to do.

the only time i clearly noticed gender expectations being put on me was when my dads italian friend came over and yelled at me for trying to play skates after my mom put me in my dinner dress and he said specifically that girls should never be dirty or sweaty. i never heard anyone outright say it like that, they usually dance around the "girl" part and make it seem like its just deviation from the norm that upsets them. if i had been raised by that guy i know things would have gone very differently lol.

anyway i actually ended up boycotting makeup for environmentalism/veganism reasons first, then i learned about radfems perspective after and it only made me more certain. i realized i felt VERY sad without goth makeup in particular, and although its not like its a gender expectation thing, i realized i should try to be content with the way i naturally look. now i dont mess with the face when i dress up, and actually i think it forced me to become a better artist overall. my goth look looks more "real" now if that makes sense, and i learned how to cut my own hair and it looks more suited to my face, in general paying attention to other details and making them suit my face, instead of the other way around where you put together an outfit that doesnt suit your face and you change your face to suit the outfit, was a great decision. i realized i dont actually hate my face, i was just not doing things that suited it because makeup is an easy way to not have to learn the best way to cut bangs that suit your features, the best way to not have to learn how to take care of your skin, the best way to not have to learn what colors go well with your natural colors etc. not saying anyone has to learn these things i just enjoyed it.

[stormyoceans]

hiii monica!!! hope your day is going great :)) i have so many thoughts and feelings about lt and mohkday, i thought it'd be better to tell you than make a post of my own (i feel like most of these things have been said already, but just so i can get em off my mind) hope it's not too much :D - just so much of how the plot being what drives their relationship forward than tropes. we got the 'sharing a bed' and for what! in the end, it dint act as a catalyst in any way. rather, it's the casual intimacy, of day feeling what mohk is wearing, remembering his scent and being able to recognize his touch that invokes the flutters. all of which are basically essential considering day has to rely on his other senses to be able to single out mohk from a crowd. and yet. it's how the touches start to linger, as they gain new meanings. as they begin testing the waters. all while mohk has the most smitten smile (that day doesn't see). - it's their little spontaneous outings, and mohk only selecting the most perfect spots, so day can make the best out of them with his other senses, where his deteriorating vision only feels like a mild inconvenience. a flower market (touch and scent), a bridge with a prominent railing (day can feel his way along), rooftop (you can probably feel the breeze in your face, and it's totally empty, perfect to clear your mind after a rough night). - mohk planting jasmine in HIS house, and bringing the book home to practice??? how do you even come up with the second one? day's reactions when he found out!!! lmao he never stood a chance. (also giggling, kicking his feet, twirling hair day is asdajkdhjf, every expression is. i am.) - the goldfish slippers. if day's at home, he's cozy in them and it's simply the most endearing thing (day is, who am i kidding) - anywhere day has to be and he's pondering out loud, basically about to wave it off with some or the other excuse, 'it's a hassle anyway', mohk will catch on immediately. 'what are you waiting for? i'm here to take you' something about that is just. i know you want to do this and i'm not going to let petty things hold you back - their story develops from their natural day to day interactions. but it's so immersive. seeing mundane gestures gaining magnitude as feelings come to light. someone needs to write a 50k fic is all i'm saying. - the intimacy thing? god where do i even begin. to the bed scene with them covering each other's ears, i saw someone comment 'hope day's walls are thicker' and i haven't been fine since. and if you remember, one of your tags, i guess around the ep 3 dressing room mark, you said something like 'they're gonna touch one naked shoulder and have to go lie in the grass to calm down' and i know the vibe bw those two statements are wildly different but i haven't been able to get it out of my mind. you hit the nail, because it's exactly what's going to happen. it's just SO them. and that's SO. that extent of treasuring one another, the adoration, the pure raw emotion behind finding people in life, that you want to keep forever. it's the finding someone who sees you differently from everyone else, who never takes you for granted, who is elated to be in your company every single time. who above all, makes you feel safe. - everything about them is so. for lack of better words, natural. like second nature. like falling into place. you're so right. they invented romance. and i think no one could've captured it better than jimmysea, cause no one does gentle, comforting, homely like them. but that's just me. -Skate

HIII SKATE HIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!

first of all, im both very honored and very grateful that you wanted to share your last twilight thoughts with me!!!!! i do also want to encourage you to post about them if you're comfortable with it because i think fandoms need as many voices that can bring their own uniqueness to it as possible (what you want to say has already been said? maybe, but no one else can tell it quite in the same way that you would), but if you don't feel like it that's perfectly fine and im more than happy to (hopefully) provide a safe space for you and your thoughts!!!!!!

AND SPEAKING OF YOUR THOUGHTS!!!!!!!! i absolutely agree with you about tropes in last twilight not being used to further mork and day’s relationship. we still have a few of them (the 'there was only one bed' like you said, the 'trip and fall into you', the 'wipe the corner of your mouth') but they blend into the narrative almost seamlessly: they're not the focus of a scene and the flaw of the story doesn't stagnate around them by lingering on how the characters react to the trope. rather, they're used to either give the audience a subtle clue about what those characters are feeling or give more weight to a scene. the simple fact that mork and day are gonna sleep in the same bed carries in itself a certain kind of tension because the viewers recognize the trope and with that recognition come a whole series of expectations which p’aof then proceeds to subvert. if it were any other show, we would have probably had mork offering to sleep on the floor only for day to say it was okay for mork to sleep in the bed as long as he kept his hands for himself, and still they would have somehow ended up cuddling. but the trope is only a set up. p’aof refuses to use it as a plot device and lets his characters build intimacy in a different and much more genuine way: it’s mork giving day the thinner blanket so he won’t be hot and day recognizing mork’s scent on it, it’s mork having a bowl of water and jasmine flowers at the ready to help day relax, it’s day offering mork one of the flowers to smell and getting flustered at the feeling of mork’s breath brushing his fingers…….. it’s just so refreshing to have, on one hand, tropes being used as the framework rather than as the subject of a scene, and on the other, intimacy naturally developing from day to day interactions (again, like you said) without having to rely on said tropes

last twilight is also the proof that you don’t need an intricate plot to make a show interesting: even the most mundane acts like eating a meal or cleaning a fish tank or smelling a flower can gain magnitude and keep the viewers attached to the screen if the director knows what they’re trying to tell. and while i do want jimmysea to explore and be able to portray different genres, i do think this type of story is where they truly thrive. one of the major complaints i still see about vice versa is that the fantasy aspect of the story is put in the background to favor puen and talay making movies with friend credits instead, but to me that’s actually the strength of the show, because, to quote you, “no one does gentle, comforting, homely like them (jimmysea)”. AND GOD DO I AGREE WITH YOU ON THIS. the mundanity of everyday life is often seen as boring but it’s in that quietness that their chemistry shines, giving us one of the most natural and soft kind of intimacy i’ve ever seen portrayed in television. that’s why i would love to see an intimate scene between mork and day but i also pray that we never going to get it because YEAH I REMEMBER THOSE TAGS I WROTE AND I STAND BY THEM. the kind of intimacy jimmysea can bring to the table paired with the intensity that p’aof can put on screen and the depth of emotions that mork and day feel for each other (the vulnerability the understanding the acknowledgment the recognition the seeing the wanting the care the love)??????? I WOULD STRAIGHT UP DIE

ALSO I WOULD SPEND HOURS TALKING ABOUT HOW MORK FELL FIRST AND HARDER AND IS NOW SO LOST IN THE SAUCE HE’S BASICALLY DROWNING IN IT BUT I WOULD PROBABLY END UP GETTING INVOLUNTARY COMMITTED BY THE END OF IT SO IM JUST GONNA POST THIS

IT'S THE WAY MORK IS SO ATTENTIVE WHEN IT COMES TO DAY AND YEAH HIS LOVE LANGUAGE IN GENERAL IS ACTS OF SERVICE BUT BOY SURE TOOK IT TO A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL. from remembering what day said one time about people reading to him not feeling right and making sure to practice so it would feel more natural, to planting jasmine in his garden to make day feel at home if he ever visited, to finding ways to help day be more independent and places that day can still enjoy through his other senses, mork has already been saying i love you to day in everything he does for him AND I JUST. IM SIMPLY SO NORMAL ABOUT IT. TRULY