#esp not the current home team

[ruinix]

can you do one where reader goes to one of his games and shows up on the big screen then it switches to quinn and him smiling looking up 🙇‍♀️ i fear this would kill me

( i love all ur writes they fuel me throughout the day esp w the cannuck season over )

Hello, lovely. This is such a cute prompt for a lil fluffy thought.🥺Thank you for reading, lovely, sweetie. I am sending you lots of forehead kisses, mwamwa. Apologies for only getting to your ask. Hope you're still there! (Game photo from Pinterest.)

A Surprise

18+. Fluff thoughts. No warnings except it might not be realistic. (Optional) Bonus content on your POV included!

Quinn would always want you to attend his games. He knew you would sometimes prefer sitting with the crowd, sometimes the family box. Depending on your decision, he would try to get you the seats you wanted, always eager to ask whether you would be going or not, especially for home games. Except for tonight, you told him that you had plans.

He was dejected. Of course, he was. He only wanted you to see the brief intermission featuring Fin—you've always loved Fin—and perhaps even get the chance to interact with Fin when the mascot roamed the crowd during the game. He would even make that happen, perhaps drop hints to the mascot wearer where you would be, but you would not be attending tonight.

However, instead of telling you that to entice you to cancel your plans, he didn't, fearing you would cancel your plans. He didn't like interfering with your plans no matter how much he craved your very presence in the arena. You were his good luck charm, but that included your presence wherever you were. As long as he had you.

Currently, Quinn was fucking thankful you weren't in the crowd. He was playing like shit. The Canucks were down a goal in a 2-1 game with no change in the score since the first. It was more than halfway through the last period. He tried to make plays but the puck was getting swiped away. It didn't help that he could feel his fatigue, his heart pumping hard, his nearly cramping.

Yet he pushed himself. He knew you would be watching, even by checking the NHL app for the score or play-by-plays. He had to do you right, especially when you gave him actual good luck kisses before he went out. He just—

A whistle was blown for a stoppage. Quinn swerved behind the other team's goal line, taking deep and regulated breaths, taking full control of himself, skating towards the bench when the coach called for timeout. He sighed, taking sips of water, listening to the strategy while he rested himself.

At that point, he was starting to get overwhelmed. From countless plays to be done, to the slight cramped spaces next to his teammates. Until he heard the crowd cheer, he dared to look up the jumbotron, seeing Fin holding a messily done sign.

In broad black markers, in fucking glitters, it said, "GO CANUCKS. GO QUINNY, MY LOVE!"

He nearly frowned until he saw you, jumping and cheering despite the frustrating score, wearing the signed home jersey and red-black-yellow outfit. He could read your lips, shouting "Go, Quinn! I love you!" before you spun to show off his number on your back.

Quinn laughed, earning looks from his teammates and the coaching staff, but he didn't fucking care, because you spun again, grabbing your sign from Fin and waved it in full avid fan energy. Nothing could ever bring him down, not even at the sight of his game-exhausted yet grinning face being blasted on the Jumbotron for at least a second before it flipped over to you cheering harder. So, this was your plan. Fuck, he loved this. So much.

"Huggy, do you hear me?" The couch called. "You either get back to the bench or—"

"I'm rested. I'll play," he said just as the whistle was blown, signaling the end of their timeout. He nodded at his teammates on the ice. Feeling renewed, feeling the burn of your kisses earlier, wishing that you were still on the jumbotron, he adjusted his helmet one last time. "Let's do this."

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They won. The Canucks actually won 4-2 with Quinn having the game-winning goal. Three goals on the last 5 minutes.

With glitter under your nails, on your jersey that you purchased in arena store, on your seat, on the floor, you screamed with the crowd, waving your crumpled sign. Even more when Quinn got the first star.

You were shaking all over the place from the adrenaline, zooming onto Quinn when he went back on the ice to give out his Canucks hockey stick. You felt so proud of him. He played so amazingly, so breathtaking, especially after their timeout.

Your heart did backflips when you noticed him turning to your general direction before he skated away for an interview. Then there he was again on the jumbotron, his voice raspy, his hand running through his hair to keep it away from his face, yet a few wet strands fell on his temples. It should be a crime to be that handsome, no?

After Quinn disappeared, everything felt like a blur. You walked with the crowd, determined to go to a specific place in Rogers Arena to wait for him.

Your phone pinged with a message, "Don't leave. Wait on our spot."

Our spot, he said. You let out a giggle, ignoring the concerned looks you received. You called him and he instantly answered.

"My Love...hi." He sounded like he was breathless.

"It's our spot now, huh, Mr. Game Winner?"

There was a pause on the other line. "What else is it then?" You could hear the smile on his voice, could see the blush blooming on his face. Quinn has always been so simple. Shy but so eager to brag in his own way.

"Our spot," you echoed, giggling so much that you heard him chuckle. "Don't take long."

"See you in fifteen."

"Make sure to shower!" You whisper-yelled.

That made him laugh. The loud and cute laugh of his. The exact laugh you wish you had heard when he was on the ice after your quick five-second-jumbotron fame. You felt so soft all over, like you were swimming on the clouds with Quinn's laugh on repeat in your head.

"Longer then? Thirty?"

"Thirty. I'll wait for you, Quinny. I love you."

"I love you more."

You both spent a whole minute just listening to each other's silence before you ended the call with a soft kissing noise which made him laugh again, leaving you so happy as if you won the world when it was Quinn who won the game.

I tried my best. This was written with me who doesn't attend hockey games face-to-face (or any sports) as an avid TV watcher (i fear the crowds).

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[yourstrulyrani]

hii um actually ive never done this before and im kinda nervous but yeah.

uh so i know most drabbles/fanfics (esp with x reader) talk about simon riley being like "unworthy" of love or something and while i feel like that is true about his character it just gets repetitive sometimes so why not one where he just realizes that this is just what he needed, it's what was missing. not that he was unworthy or something, he just never pursued it.

okay!! thank you :3

a/n: omg hii please don’t be nervous!! you’re all good, i opened my requests up for a reason so please feel free! im guessing you read my last work & i honestly feel the same way. it does get repetitive but it is pretty fun to write/read about. i adore the angst. i love your idea and i feel simon (like anyone else) would love to his fullest once he realizes he's a little too single LMAO. i hope this is what you were looking for 🥲👍🏼

simon riley x medic!f!reader wc: 1460 .. part two

Ghost was drowning in missions. At the end of his deployment, he was exhausted. He walked onto base, eyes heavy with the need to sleep and muscles aching with the need of a hot shower to soothe them. He dropped his bag by the door of his dorm but was welcomed with the reminder to go to the medbay for a routine evaluation. He only had a few cuts and scratches so he was close to simply ditching, but a few minutes with the medic wouldn't hurt.

Ghost walked to the medical wing on base, his legs heavy to the point he stomped with each step. He entered the medical center, seeing you in the dim light writing the inventory of some medical supplies on a clipboard. He knocked on the door to make his present known, which he knew worked when you turned around.

"Oh. Hi, LT. Good..." You trailed off to look at the clock on the wall which had its minute hand a little past midnight, "morning?" You both were surprised that both of you were on base this late, but sometimes duty calls for it. As the team's medic, you sometimes use the late nights for medical reports. Ghost uses his late nights for mission reports and to sleep over on base when he's too tired to drive back home. Simon takes notice of your eyes, the light casting shadows just right to show how your eyelids slightly droop, most definitely from a lack of sleep.

Ghost sits on one of the vacant beds. "You're up late, Doc." Simon now internally cringes at the fact he's here so late. "I can leave. I just came over because of the—"

"Evaluations after every deployment. Yeah. No worries. You can stay, this won't take long." You take the current paper off the clipboard, walking over to your desk to replace it with a form to put in Ghost's file later. You have been here for some time, but Ghost's presence makes you shake in your own boots sometimes. You can't help it: A 6'4 man who's built like a tank who operates like one too? You once saw him at the fitness center bench pressing well over your weight, and you were wondering if you should clench your thighs closer together or be scared of the man. You decided on both.

You walk over to where Ghost is seated and analyze his physical appearance. With his mask still on and an army-green short-sleeved t-shirt and jeans on, you look for any injuries you can. Your eyes trail along his tattooed right arm, adorned with skulls, flames, and other drawings. His other arm is bare, instead marked with fresh scratches and cuts, most likely from the missions he was on during his recent deployment.

A few minutes pass and you continue with your checkup while writing on the clipboard. You found a gash on his upper bicep which you're now tending to, albeit with some struggle due to Simon's stubborn nature:

"Lift up your sleeve, please."

"But it's just a gash, doc."

"A gash that, forbid, gets bacteria in it and gets infected. Then I'll be the one amputating that same arm. It's called necrotizing fasciitis."

"Why would they invent something like a bloody fascist infection?"

You giggle while cleaning up his wound at the encounter a few minutes ago, unaware that it may seem weird that you're laughing out of the blue. Ghost notices, "What's so funny?" You can see his eyes squint under the balaclava, the only piece of facial expression you'll ever have from him.

"You called a medical term fascist, sir."

He grunted. "Sounded like it." You noticed how his accent elongated the word "like" and you thought it was hot.

Gosh, get a grip.

You grab the dressing, Simon on cue lifting up his arm to give you better access, his bicep bulging. You wrap it around his gash following the bandage, finally patching him up for tonight. Ghost tests it out. He holds his shoulder with the opposite hand and moves his arm in a circle. He can feel the compression of the dressing and bandage around his gash, already knowing you did a good job as always. He nods in approval, "Thanks, Doc."

You smile warmly, and Simon felt his own heart skipping a beat at it. You were tired he could tell, even more now probably from taking care of him but your smile was still radiant. He saw your eyes squinting as you smiled, a tell-tale sign that your smile was genuine. He watches you take off your gloves and scoot back on the rolling stool to stand up, “Feel free to call me or come back to the clinic if you notice anything wrong with the bandage, like if it gets wet or a strong odor. I need you to heal, okay?” The concern in your voice makes Simon melt. He knows you're a doctor, a damn phenomenal one at that and it’s in your nature to care for people, but he wonders what it would be like for someone to care for him like this exclusively just because. Ghost nods compliantly, “Will do.” Ghost stands up and walks out with a soft “Goodnight.”

Simon drove home that night, deciding that he needed the comfort of his home since his dorm was too small. His next deployment wasn’t until a few weeks, so he had plenty of time to spare in England for now. Simon placed the keys into the door and walked inside. Like always, he was welcome with a minimally decorated home. He never saw the point in decorating a house with a person who wouldn’t see it a majority of the time, but he couldn’t help but think when he walked in: The house needs something.

Too tired for a shower and afraid to get his wound wet now, he plops upstairs on his bed. For the first time in his life, Simon’s bed felt...empty. He couldn’t help but think when he laid his head on the pillow: This bed needs something.

His mind failed to rest when he woke up in the afternoon. The sheets fell to his waist when he sat up and his hair was sticking out in all sorts of directions. When he went to the shower to clean himself off from his long deployment finally, he couldn’t help but think: This bathroom feels so empty. All that was on his sink was a holder for his single toothbrush and a single tube of toothpaste, along with a single hairbrush and some soap. Everything in his house came solo.

He walked out of the en-suite bathroom and noticed how singular his bedroom was. The single bedside table, the single pillow, the single blanket, the closet with clothes only for him. Heading downstairs with singularity in his head, he observed his kitchen. The tea kettle stood alone, the utensils were enough only for him, and so was the food in the fridge. Simon never thought his house was this empty until now and he almost feels guilty...embarrassed. Having a home should mean having a space to make yours, to decorate it with photos and to make it lived-in. But what is there to decorate and make lively when there is no one to do it with?

The thought continues to linger on as the days go by, getting stronger with the time.

The garden needs flowers.

I should buy some houseplants.

I should buy a throw blanket.

A few more mugs wouldn't hurt.

Like a usual Brit, he enjoys a cup of tea in the afternoon. Simon then realizes, with his single cup of tea in hand, that this house does not need something, but he himself is in need of someone. He has never felt like there was a void to be filled in life, but he feels obligated to do it now. Countless years of living a solitary life, and now all he yearns for is someone to cherish.

Simon is in need of you.

If you were here, he would have two bedside tables, a lot of pillows, and a closet with clothes enough for the both of you. He’d have more than a pair of shoes in the shoe rack. A house lived-in and a heart devoted.

Most importantly, he would have you.

Simon remembers what you said: “Feel free to call me or come back to the clinic...like if it gets wet..."

Simon took no time in hesitating to go to the bathroom sink and wet the bandage up. He didn't care if he could get a fascist infection or whatever it was called, as long as he got another chance to see your pretty face again.

(i feel like this needs a part two but idk)

~ yours truly, rani ♥︎

[charms-cat]

I just read Chapter 110 so spoiler warning!

But let's figure out what the reveal in this chapter means for Loid...

He is cooked. Y'all, he thinks about his mission so much that Anya has immediate updates when he comes home.

Anyway, I reread Chapter 38 (when Loid meets Donovan) so we can figure out what Donovan explicitly knows about "Loid Forger"

A: Loid is profiling him and is deliberately trying to stir Donovan's interest in "Loid" so he can get close enough to obtain information about "the war (Donovan's) plotting"

B: Loid's great acting - his thoughts being analytical of Donovan while simultaneously plastering a big smile on his own face (right panel)

I added the left panel for some context to why Loid made that face.

But I also wanted to talk about why Donovan said that.

Obviously, we could just chalk it up to the fact that all his mind-reading has revealed that Loid is far from the only two-faced person around him or trying to get close to him. Maybe it's even why he largely disappeared from the public eye. Not specifically bcs he's surrounded by such people (that's just politician life), but bcs he'd constantly have to filter the abundance of information from both the thoughts and spoken words by the many people who'd surely try to get an "in" with the former prime minister and current chairman of a powerful political party.

But the second reason might be bcs of what Loid thought earlier ("What would provoke his sympathy?") as well as the current circumstance (Loid apologising and attempting to visit Donovan's home)

"People will never truly be sympathetic with each other" = Loid isn't as sympathetic about what Anya did to Damian as he is worried that Damian disliking Anya would mean that his Plan B would fall part

C: Loid confirms that he is an actual spy

Loid never mentions WISE or Westalis, so idk if Donovan has deduced that part either or if he's still considering that Loid might be a spy from an Ostanian rebel group

D: Loid has inside access to the school(?)

This one isn't "explicit" but Loid's thoughts would make it a fair guess (Loid knowing about Damian's topic for his social studies project)

(It's also the second instance of Loid trying to foster a relationship by using Damian as a bridge.)

All in all, Donovan at least already knows what Loid's trying to do and what his end goal is. Esp since Loid has twice tried to prompt a reason for him to be close to Donovan (sending a gift to his home & attending his party's seminar)

And who else is thinking that some of Donovan's security team members are gonna be different the next time he meets Loid? Since Loid confirms that he's memorised the faces of everyone who was present with Donovan? It would be another reason for how Donovan watches him suspiciously after that

If you made it to the end of this post, here's a smiling Donovan as a thank you

Would you trust this man to not be reading your thoughts?

[feketeribizli]

okay wait marci questions. how does he feel about media stuff? press, sponsored posts, the obligatory slash forced social media goofing etc. actually what's his social media presence like in general. also does he have pets..... did he grow up idolising anyone currently on the grid? how does he feel about racing his childhood heroes if yes? also, what's his favourite colour? capping it here but i want it known that he has eaten my brain 👍

hiii thank youuuu absolute bangers from you as always mwuah mwuah 😁🫶

nearly wrote a thousand words LMAO im putting a readmore somewhere to save yall... thank you for your time everyone 🫡

with all the live cockslip talk i thought itd be fun to delve into his social media presence for real... team and personal brand posting he doesnt mind per say, he got that goober in him that doesnt take oneself too seriously so hopping on silly trends hes almost looking forward to it. aston socials esp their tiktok is like my fave thing in the world lol id love to see him recreate the adam security & gf trend with padre

marci mostly uses instagram and its a mess... i barely follow any drivers but ive noticed they almost always got a certain aesthetic they try to keep up and well. marci dgaf. theyd try to put some color grading filter on the first photo in his dumps so at least theres some harmony to his page but its atrocious

he obviously has an official account on every other site but its usually for stuff his management posts on there (and an empty tiktok profile where his reposts are public. surely nothing weird or suspicious to see)

back to press and shit... hes not a fan 🧍‍♂️ he prefers the scripted stuff and when he can have like three takes to say something cause when its just him and twenty cameras broadcasting live... he still gets nervous and then the accent slips in and he stumbles his speeches and words things in a way people could twist what he said around easily (moment of silence and empathy for little lando norris). hes a small scale driver so the world doesnt hang on every word he says but yknow how it is

oh now im yapping like crazyyy... this part could get a whole new post but its kinda media related and ive been thinking and wanna talk about it a bit... if youve read this far kisses xx 😘

but yeah since im inserting marci into the canon events of real life theres bound to be loud media frenzy around his arrival especially since its aston. and in lances place (gotta work more on this but i was thinking lance has a kinda bad crash somewhere in the beginning of the 2024 season and my guy gets summoned out of thin air colapinto style to fill his place in until recovery but out of nowhere lance is like id like to temporarily step back lol 😋✌️ and the world explodes and marc is full time employed now)

and like idk how the hungarian public would react to a hun on the grid after twenty years (hes faggy so id care. otherwise idgaf about hungarian athletes for the most part) but that combined with the guy the world seems to hate a lot finally stepping down (NOT ME LANCE I LOVE YOU this is me trying to help this is me putting you in good situations) the commotion would be a major event with marcis name in the tabloids for a bit

all im trying to say is that his f1 entry would probably be very overwhelming and hes this shy guy no one has ever heard about before blabbering at stupid fucking press questions while glued to fernandos side. who is he whats his deal

ok lets put a hold on media for now 🧍‍♂️ as for pets... an old bernese back at home :-) marci kind of grew up with her (as much as he was at home. or the country even)... management posting ten-year-old marci at his first karting event with the puppy in his hands and then twenty-year-old marci after his first grand prix facetiming his family in the aston garages with the dog on the phone too... ack

about idols... his big thing is michael schumacher i know that for sure. marc generally looks up to everyone and has immense respect for most drivers. the more i think about it the more im like maybe bro got a thing for psychosexual warfare kinda drivers (schumi, vettel, alonso...) like yayyy to on and off track terrorism when its not aimed at me 😁

confession i kind of made him to deal with my conflicting feelings about aston martin as a whole lol and well. anyway he still shivers hot and bothered sometimes when fernando is around. gets a bit self conscious about it too but nothing that taking it up in the ass couldnt fix

fave color is greeeeen 😁 as i said match made in heaven with aston. team merch is glued to his body

WHEWH what an essay and i dont even know if im making sense lol ! marci is taking shape and becoming rock solid in my head im very happy about it 😋🫶 shoutout again to everyone intrigued i love cooking up the guy im having sooo much fun ‼️💥❣️

[dropsofsciencenews]

New Crocodiles Among the Islands

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Going to live on an island can change you, sometimes so drastically that it rewrites your entire evolutionary history. That's what happened in Mexico, where an international team of researchers, trying to reconstruct the evolutionary relationships of American crocodiles, found themselves with more species than previously thought.

Crocodiles of the genus Crocodylus arrived in America about 5 million years ago, giving rise to 4 species: Crocodylus moreletii (low risk), C. acutus (vulnerable), C. rhombifer and C. intermedius (both critically endangered). Reconstructing their evolutionary relationships is essential to protect them, but until now it was a complex and unclear story. The team focused on C. acutus, a large and threatened species, exploring 2 populations never studied before: those of the islands of Cozumel and Banco Chinchorro, isolated from the Caribbean sea currents.

Samples were collected from eight locations (71 C. acutus, 24 C. moreletii, 5 C. rhombifer) and integrated existing data from Panama. The DNA was analyzed using the RAD-seq technique, which allows the detection of thousands of SNPs, DNA locations where a single base can vary between individuals, revealing genetic diversity. The analysis of more than 13,000 SNPs showed that Cozumel and Banco Chinchorro possess numerous unique alleles and extraordinary genetic variety. Not only that, but the two groups have been genetically isolated for more than 11,000 years, enough time to favor the evolution of new traits. The evolutionary tree drawn confirms three main groups: an insular one (Cozumel and Banco Chinchorro), a Panamanian one and a Mexican Pacific one. The differences do not end there: by analyzing the shape of the skulls, the researchers discovered that the crocodiles of Cozumel have longer and narrower snouts, while those of Banco Chinchorro show distinct but less accentuated characteristics. Differences in the post-occipital and caudal scales reinforce the idea of ​​a separation at the species level.

Currently, Banco Chinchorro is home to about 718 individuals, Cozumel about 523. These populations are part of the Mesoamerican Barrier Reef System, where ocean currents limit genetic exchanges, allowing the development of independent evolutionary lines. For this reason, the researchers are considering formally recognizing these populations as new species, a step that would be of enormous value for their conservation.

See You Soon and Good Science!

Source Pic by Tomás Castelazo

[medali-meltdown]

on kabu, my writing, and writing kabu (long, reflective)

it started on zarla's excellent aokabu fansite. in summarizing them individually, she writes of kabu: He has a history with Peony from the Crown Tundra DLC, who alludes to them being edgey bad boy rascals in their youth together! :O What kind of person was young Kabu…

I said (in the server we're in), flabbergasted, that I didn't remember this bit of lore at all. turns out it's inferred from their exchange at the galarian star tournament in japanese — peony says "kabu-chan, let's show off the coolness of this slightly bad boy team!" which is translated as the "us edgy older blokes" line in english.

in english, peony is speaking of them in the present. they're older blokes with a little edge to 'em. while the implication in japanese seems to be that peony and kabu got up to some bad boy antics in the past. combine that with hints of kabu having a much different personality in his younger days (a hothead trying to blaze his way to the top), and you've got a hint of our sage man of fire having been a moody troublemaker when he first joined the galar league.

my first reaction was chagrin. in all this time, I never really stopped to consider kabu's past. I've loved seeing fanart of him with black hair and his scowly face (esp when it includes current-day smiling kabu for contrast), but I haven't... thought about it. it makes me feel like the lovelorn kabu I wrote for bramble is out of character. that maybe he never harbored those kinds of feelings for peony, maybe they were just league buddies who got into some shit and had a laugh. but then peony quit and left with his family, and kabu went back to chasing his goals.

my feelings about peokabu have changed drastically in the past year. for one, scarvi retconning peony to have two daughters instead of one beloved spoiled one threw a wrench in my headcanon (and I still don't buy it). secondly, I'm not going into the why of it. I'm done thinking about it, that's 2024's issue and has no place in the new year and beyond. I stalled on bramble sequel thousand-petal lotus first because of work and home stressors. suddenly I didn't want to touch it at all, I didn't want to think about peokabu anymore because of what they gave to me.

I didn't update my ao3 at all in 2024 (if you saw that I did, no you didn't. that's another retcon). I spent the entire year feeling guilty about it. in my defense, 2024 was full of not only extreme emotional distress, but huge life changes for my parents (escalating health problems combined with a lot of bullshit) and me (I bought a fucking house and moved into it!!!). I dealt with so much stress and nonstop emotional turmoil on top of working full-time, which comes with its own stressors. how am I still alive. no, seriously. there were a couple of scares.

tl;dr I forgive myself for not writing during that astoundingly life-changing year.

I started bramble because I became obsessed with missjamiekaye's sketches of kabu with a crush on peony. as I also possessed the extreme peony thirst, I wanted to channel that through kabu, along with exploring his feelings over his leader status and projecting my romantic frustrations through him and giving him a good end. I thought, after spending 8 chapters getting inside his mind, that I had bonded with him and knew everything about him. however, learning about peony's original intended line woke me up; I've only ever gotten inside the mind of present-day kabu. the past 50some years? I never gave them thought. so I don't know him at all.

this isn't the say that I still can't explore his past, and I intend to. but I feel like canon past bad boy kabu wouldn't act the way bramble!kabu does. he wouldn't mope about his losses, drink himself into a stupor, and pine over his old assumed-straight friend. just like canon peony probably never got divorced and reconsidered his bisexual youth on the streets, he's got two daughters who need him, he wouldn't suddenly enter a romantic & sexual relationship with his old mate. (or would they? that's the point of fanfic, after all. I'm overthinking this, bear with me)

one morning during The Affairs of Summer 2024 it dawned on me what I could do with kabu & peony in lotus, and that led to me brainstorming a third installment, whose shorthand is persimmon. in between the increasingly busy months (I kept putting off moving into my new house for one reason or another), I retooled my lotus outline. I even wrote chapter 3 during my week's vacation in july, but I was dissatisfied with it, and so didn't post (too much dialogue, nothing happens).

however, now that my life has calmed down and I'm in a much better place, both physically and emotionally, I think I can get back into writing. unfortunately, I've picked up some new bad habits during the course of last year, so it will take some time to break them and reintroduce healthier ones. wish me luck.

one more thing I want to note is that middle-aged opposites and the passionate fandom it spawned literally could not have come at a better time for me. at first I was like hehe that's cute, I'm glad kabu is in masters and he and larry can be good friends! and now I am totally brainrotten for them being in love and married. they saved my life. the timing with my lotus re-draft was perfect.

someone, on tumblr I think, called me the kabu expert for putting so much love and care into him. that's extremely flattering and I'll do my best to live up to the title. I think it's funny that, between 2003-05, I was head over heels for flannery, and now I love her cool uncle. the way this fire-type family has held my hand over the years 🥺

also in 2024 I joined yumejoshi twitter, where I have 4 dozen loves to ease my broken heart, not to mention it gives me an outlet to talk about my older ocs at last. kabu is like my my gen 8 girl from 2020's top husband so I can't be kinnies with him anymore, I guess. the way I separate bramble!kabu, aokabu, and yume!kabu is probably deranged, but I don't care. I found my home.

[lavendershazy]

current ncis idea list for posterity idk

my terribly disloyal adhd brain wants to write more ncis fics now that I'm well into my rewatch. disregarding how behind I am on every wip that already exists. literally barely managing single chapters every few weeks and my brain wants to spit out soooo many ideas ugh. especially bc there's so much that I wish happened that we never see, even when we can imagine it's happening off-screen, and I'd love to write so much lol.

so on top of the ideas in progress, almost all for other shows, my brain wants me to write:

-ziva breaking down when she's close to having tali and trying to come home, only to be in the hospital because of the flight, and give tony's info to the hospital as her emergency contact. he gets the work call and immediately heads out because it's a family emergency. he, gibbs, and senior get to be there for baby tali's world debut, and the team family meets them at tony's place when they return to the country.

-qasim surviving the attempt on his life and living to be ellie's official fiance and future husband

-ellie and nick goat yoga - among other lowkey kinda-dates. esp if accompanied by a slowly increasing interest from the other team members (and including someone chewing nick out for acting like there's no reason for men and women to be platonic friends, esp when he's trying to say they're having very platonic time spent bonding together, oops, pick one)

-ellie and nick, too-long stakeout in a home. trying not to be too domestic, but ellie keeps thinking about and mentioning when she and jake moved in together and it's getting awkward.

-sloane/izzy sapphic surfer times, with a side of interagency noncooperation.

-reeves' aa experiences and pieces of that scotland trip with ellie

-reeves', abby's, and kasie's volunteering, ducky's book tour and following vacation.

-post-what-child-is-this ellie and nick oopsie baby. gibbs having a different idea of how to tread with an in-team relationship than he did for tony and ziva, let alone him and jenny. still being peak protective dad mode. (remarks to himself about how apparently none of his kids use proper protection, despite being good at protecting themselves otherwise.) everyone having fun with them learning to be parents, once the not-quite-shock subsides. team being advisors, esp as they figure out that things aren't really casual, they're just scared of feelings.

-earlier people with relationships to the team coming back.

like maddie (kelly's long-ago best friend) being in contact with gibbs as she continues about her life, graduates school, gets married, etc. mcgee's little brother from that program growing up. the mentees that torres had, like max whose dad was an agent who died in the navy yard bombing? jeanne and her husband being points of contact on more cases in africa.

sarah mcgee! finishing her degree and getting to work, eating her weird pizza. what is/was her relationship with the admiral or with penny like? what is delilah's sister like? where are leyla and amira?

god, there are so many ideas.

anyway, I'll probably not get around to it. so if you write any of these, especially if you're inspired by this post, maybe let me know? no pressure.

[andromedasummer]

Over a third of the way through The Whispering Skull heres my current thoughts

- If I were Lockwood and Lucy I would be a little bit mad about George missing the whole "area theyre searching was an execution ground for criminals" thing but also I feel like it's the first clear sign we get that something is off with George. Like hes burnt out. Hes tired. Hes just a teenager. They all are and theyre working adult jobs and literally dont have the capacity or past experience to communicate with one another. Very realistic for teenagers.

- I love Kipps so much I love how full of himself he is I love how pathetic he comes across even when he gets the upper hand I cannot wait to see him and his team get cut down to size.

- That being said I would have thrown down then and there had I been struck with a Mag Flare like that. better ways to go about ghosts, its dangerous as shit, badly damaged L&C's clothes and perfectly shows that the Fitts agency arent really trained in a people-first way. The way they put pressure on their teams to secure a source above all and encourage hostility towards other agents.... Super telling about management and an early warning sign to me. Esp with what we know happens to Ned Shaw (which i'll have a lot to say about later when it happens) and Kat, Bobby and Kipps v trauma.

- I liked Joplin a lot when I read the books as a kid + my reread 2 years back but now... idk. Too reckless, esp with how he treats ghosts when in the company of teenagers and children. Hate how comfortable all the adults in this world are about putting children at risk. They really treat them as a resource or rather than anything else.

- The skull is such a fucking shit stirrer which again makes so much damn sense when you learn hes a teenager whose been stuck with no one to talk to in a jar for like a hundred+ years. Of course you're trying to push apart Lockwood and Lucy. You are a fucked up ex-cultist teenage boy who finally found someone to talk to and are perpetually stuck in your teenage brain and hormones. You are So Jealous.

- Lucy, George and Lockwoods argument about the Georges recklessness and then The Skull seeding distrust again drives home my point about communication but also Christ these kids need more friends. Their entire childhood and teen years are stripped from them. They have no family to talk to or guide them. No non-work friends their age to vent to. Immense trauma and no one to help them through it.

- Jonathan Stroud give me a follow up series following the team in their mid twenties coping with having their lives dedicated to a job they literally cannot do anymore and the repercussions of no education and no safety nets for agents once they reach adulthood. What do they do? Where do they work? Where do they go? How do they afford to live? What happens to agents who only built relationships with coworkers they cant even face because of trauma? Agents disconnected with their families? Nightwatch kids whose education was ruined because their days were spent recovering from their shifts? I need to know.

- Okay back to the book the ghost cult stuff hits so much harder in a post-covid world. I was there getting harassed by anti vaxxers when they invaded parliament for a month and it ended in violence. of course in times of fear people become vulnerable to misinformation. You Are Not Immune To Cults. Or Propaganda. Again, spin-off following the people who try to fight those who profit off of peoples fear and build wealth and followings off of it. Theres so much interesting stuff in this world I want to explore.

- Kipps and Lockwoods teams having to work together bcos of Barnes is so good. I love Kipps team so much I love seeing them

- Kat Godwin is autistic and I know this. Because I am Autistic. Also she comes off as someone who has shut down to everything around her because, again. trauma of her work. at 16 theres no way she hasnt been through something similar to Lucy or Lockwood. I'm sad we see less of her after book three. same with Bobby.

- Now I want to write a hyper empathetic autistic lucy/low empathy autistic kat fic where they both realize they have a lot in common with their Talents and work and bond it doesnt even have to be romantic i just want to see more of Kat

- A LSO i need lucy to have more female friends for the love of god i understand this is your pick me phase of your teens but it makes me so sad to see your internalized misogyny even though it ABSOLUTELY makes sense for her character and is so common for teen girls like her but the way she talks about sensitives and every other female operative she meets. girl. who are you trying to impress rn. you dont need to.

- Ned Shaw getting the shit kicked out of him by Lockwood DESERVED.

- I love this little nightwatch boy who helps the team with all my heart. what is his name. my son. hes such a little cunt.

- FLO TIME FLO TIME i am so excited to see Flo you people DO NOT UNDERSTAND shes so fucking cool mudlarkers are so fucking cool fuck you if you hate flo this is a flo bones appreciation zone

- obligatory "i miss holly" comment even though. she hasnt been introduced yet and wont be until the next book. i love gay people okay.

- Anyway I'm enjoying this a lot I said TWS isnt my fav book (mostly the stuff later on in the book isn't as compelling to me) but this stuff at the start rules. I didn't expect to write so much. Im having so much fun.

[daisypreaker]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you to @sapphire-writes for the tag!!

1. How many works do you have on ao3(or masterlist)? - 6

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? - Used to be around 500k but since I deleted fic, it's at 231,093

3. What fandoms do you write for? - House of the Dragon is the only one I'm currently active in (and also one drabble for Dune)

4. Top five fics by kudos - I only have 3 on AO3 ><

5. Do you respond to comments? - Yes (I love it when people yap, and I get to yap back)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? - Uuuhhhh Your Skin Makes Me Cry though it's now deleted.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? - Burning Jasmine

8. Do you get hate on fics? - Nothing that I consider hate

9. Do you write smut? - It's not my favourite thing to write, especially since it's requested so much. If the mood strikes, maybe, but honestly the psychology behind a particular smut scene is more interesting to me than just writing it all out (or the sexual tension beforehand).

10. Craziest crossover? - Now what if I threw Aegon into the pit with Feyd-Rautha

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? - Oh yeah.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? - Not in this fandom, but yes.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? - Nope

14. All time favorite ship? - Aegon x Amara (gotta rep the home team)

15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? - (I deleted it so we shall not speak of it)

16. What are your writing strengths? - Character Studies

17. What are your writing weaknesses? - Plot progression

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? - Oooh stunnin'!

19. First fandom you wrote in? - BTS (and it was FUN, esp bc it was the HYYH era with all the lore and stuff)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? - Cherry Wine Stains

[shrinkthisviolet]

Talk Shop Tuesday: Do you have an episode you've been especially excited to add a Morgan to?

YESSSS I love this question!! Here’s some off the top of my head:

1x17 (Barry tries to bench Morgan because of [redacted for spoilers], but Morgan ofc doesn’t listen because Iris and Henry are both in danger and Barry can’t focus on both of them. Results in some tension between them too, esp on Barry’s end (and tbh I get why))

1x19 (I’ve discussed why here :D ✨Bates-induced angst/whump✨)

1x23 (the Morgan vs Eowells confrontation in the finale…oooh it’s gonna be SO GOOD)

2x13-2x14 (I’ve been more and more tempted lately to have Morgan tag along to rescue Jesse, and!! I’m so excited!! Especially because she and E2 Barry would hit it off, and that’s so fun to think about)

Not a specific episode count, but…Morgan & Jesse’s roommates arc. I know it’s post-2x16, but beyond that, the details are currently fuzzy 😅

2x16 (the Trajectory episode!! Still nailing down some details, but I’m excited 💞 Eliza survives this episode ofc, and she even gets to chew Tina out a little. And Morgan shows her first big sister compassion 🥺 also also, a little backstory modification for Eliza regarding how she got her powers, sticking closer to the comics, and no split personality (and I’ve mentioned before that like the comics, she’s a WOC in my AU!))

2x17 (Barry travels back to 1x11!! So excited to write him interacting with s1 Team Flash…and especially s1 Morgan. Oh the dramatic irony. Oh the fury he’d feel, and the helplessness—the red flags are neon signs to him now, and it’s pissing him off that he can’t act on his impulse to protect her from Eowells. But Barry also knows that as unhinged as Eowells is…he’ll do anything to save/protect Morgan (for selfish reasons ofc, but still). And Morgan happens to be in danger back home…)

2x18 (the episode where Barry almost catches Zoom, but then Zoom gets Barry to give up his speed…hmm I see some ✨interesting✨ potential here)

2x20 (Barry dying (sorta)?? Morgan having to watch?? Morgan getting pissed at Harry, but also at herself because she and Barry were fighting for a little while before this and never got to resolve things?? And the catharsis is gonna be so sweet and intense too, y’all aren’t ready 🥰)

2x22 (Morgan does something that Barry cherishes forever 💞 also…someone’s powers are sparked 👀)

s3 (in general. I have a whole grand plan for how I’m rewriting s3…and especially how I’m rewriting Savitar. And his dynamic with Morgan…I’m so excited to write it :D)

s4, Crisis X, I forget the episode number (so…listen, I still have to figure out what fixes I’m making to this disaster of a Crisis (Stein won’t be dying, but that’s all I’m sure of rn). What I do know, though, is that Barry and Morgan, and Wally and Iris, will have a brother-sister dance at the Westallen wedding (Wallinda will probably dance at least once there too), and it’ll be great 🥰 and possibly a Morgan and Jesse power swap that happens an episode prior and lasts throughout this crossover, though I still have to iron out those details 😅)

5x18 (this is the s5 backstory episode and…really this is just my way of saying I have a storyline planned out for this future version of Morgan that I’m very excited to share 👀 tho it’ll be revealed in a different way than the show. Events of s5 will be shuffled around a bit)

s6 Crisis (will involve Thawne ofc, and parts of the og 2024 Crisis. It’ll be a fusion of sorts. May also involve the return of someone unexpected…👀 and it’ll also be…quite the emotional rollercoaster for poor Morgan. Also, this is roughly where the AU’s finale is gonna be, so ofc I’m excited for this!)

talk shop tuesday!

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[poipoigurl]

My theory for part 3

I have a theory for FF7R part 3

There were people who were disappointed we never got to see Rocket Town. TBH, I was a little. Though how the game goes, we had no reason to end up there. Even in the OG game, ending up there was a mistaken by both sides, as Sephiroth was going a different direction. Having Cid give our characters air travel was something I enjoyed just as much. Yes, he was not as angry as we seen him in the game, but the man was in his element.

Hey you mentioned a theory? Yes, I did. There is a chance Rocket Town will be where our main characters start off in. Much like Kalm, we will get Cid's current home as means to get used to the game's mechanics. ( Reminder Rocket Town was only made because of the Rocket being there. ) If so, we will also get some of his background cause, lets be real, Cid's time as the Rocket's Pilot is only a part of his history. We will do side missions for the town, as Cid doesn't know when he'll be back. So either Cid or Shera will encourage the player to help the locals do a few things before leaving. Good chance the Tiny Bronco will be turned into a boat again... And the team will make their way up north. Reason I think this theory has a chance?

Before Part 1, Red XIII was not shown till near the game release. Then we got him as an NPC.

At the start of Part 2, he becomes a PC. Kalm is used to remind us of old mechanics and teach new mechanics.

Part 2, Cid and Vincent are shown close to the game's release. Then we got them as NPCs.

So naturally, its very likely Rocket Town will be used as at the start of part 3. Besides, they know fans really want to see it. I want to see how close the home is to the OG. Esp Cid's study with the models, designs, guns, and working car.

Bonus Side Theory: Cid sleeps in the vehicle as it runs, so he can simulate the vibrations of being on an airship. The exhaust is funneled outside the house, so the set up is perfectly safe.

Only time will tell if my theory is sound or a fangirl's wistful thinking.

[sergeifyodorov]

what would your kit design for leafs look like? real redesign or fictional, i dont mind either 👀

the LEAFS okay.

generally i find the current leafs design (esp with its spiky logo) as a pretty good design. very classic. the biggest thing i would add is a shoulder yoke like last year's reverse retro.

the away uni is basically the same as the original but with a yoke; the home uni has a yoke as well as a bit of a change to the second stripe. generally i don't want to mess with a two-colour design too much, especially on a team a hundred years old -- simple, bold, recognizable.

the main problem i have with the leafs' current kit is the BIEBER JERSEY, which is not only (imho) ugly but (not an opinion just a fact) impractical as an actual jersey. the blue and black don't offer much contrast, and the white number outlines aren't bold enough to make them distinguishable. if your jersey numbers need irl eyes or 1080p to make sense they don't work!!!

my hand at a black alt

not the best imho (esp on the sleeves... i dont think they need to be that busy) but the goal here was 2 make something VISIBLE at least. it's on willy because willy looks good in everything. thank u for your consideration

[silentchamp]

flashback + Mt. Silver

Flashbacks. | accepting.

The frigid air bites and nips at his skin as snow gently rocks downward. Red inhales, expelling a deep cloud of fog as he walks along a particularly treacherous mountain cliff. Boots are thick with wetness, icy cold beneath him beginning to seep into his socks. He’d take it like the champion he was though, continuing his trek between the heavy banks of snow surrounding him. Amongst all its chaos, Red found peace atop Mt. Silver, even with his lack of preparedness.

If anything, the boots were a delivery alongside his rival’s latest brief visit, a gift from his mother. A winter coat sits back at home in his cavern, Pika and Espe probably nestled inside to keep themselves cozy alongside the well-lit fire pit.

It was just Red outside in his lonesome, not bothering to rope any of his team outward into this freezing weather. It was chillier than usual that day anyway, even with the soft snowfall. Bucket in hand, the brunette presses it into the fresh snow beneath him, tugging it inward with a heavy grunt. As new as it was, it was still heavy, ice molding with the pillowy substance.

Despite his youth, having just been a teenager, Red’s arms had thickened up since first arriving upon Mt. Silver’s wretched yet gorgeous arches and cliffs. It was a dreary expanse, yet pretty all the same. Untouched by wildlife as well as people, any creature with half a brain knowing fully of her dangers. She was not a force to be reckoned with, this mountain, and yet Red had decided to throw himself full throttle at her, an unstoppable force against an immovable object. He’d seemingly conquered her too, unwilling to give in to the demands of the harsh weather and intense temperatures that, even at times, would threaten to dive below freezing.

It was a challenge to him, maybe. Then again, it’s more likely Red preferred the isolation.

Another grumble, teeth grind as a young Red scoops up the snow, lugging the pail of snow toward his makeshift humble abode. An imprint of his foot is left with each step, a crunching noise present each and every time he’d move.

Red’s arms were dry, ashy; skin clearly not meant to sustain such horrendous climates. Knuckles seemed to crack at their peaks, a scab or two healing over from skin having broken previously. He was good at taking care of the bare necessities, but anything further and the trainer would fail. He’s unbeatable, but at what cost?

Despite everything though, he’d managed to make do. His current objective was to bring back the snow in-hand, let it melt, and boil it to remove any dangers. Drinking water was a priority to keep himself up; he’s just hoping that the berries he set to grill weren’t burnt upon his return.

He scowls in disapproval as snow enters his boot, immediately melting against his ankle. It makes him grumble, using one hand to fix his hat in an attempt to calm himself. Red liked Mt. Silver, but that didn’t mean he liked being inconvenienced.

With a tiny bit more effort, Red is able to recover quickly, hustling back inside of his temporary home. His nostrils are immediately wafted with the smell of slightly-charred fruit melded with a sour-tart tint. Despite the climate and abhorrent weather, aspear and yache berries were native to the mountain's very miniscule flora. Aside from the varying treats Green would occasionally bring for Red’s enjoyment, his primary diet consisted of those fruits, nothing more. He’d often make a grocery list for his pokemon, but seemingly couldn’t stomach the thought of making one for himself. Red was particularly simple, but that didn’t mean his pokemon were--and even if his thoughts on this entire situation weren’t perfect, he was still considerate enough to think of his team.

They were his family, after all. The thought of neglecting them made his stomach turn.

So Red sets the bucket of snow down beside the fire, tugging up a thick branch of pine from the pile he’d scouted for earlier that day. He carefully attempts to add it to the flame for fuel, tongue sticking out at the corner of his lip in focus.

Red shoots upward as a soft, high-pitched groan reverberates from across the flame, Pika rolling over in her spot atop Sleepy, Red’s snorlax. She’d abandoned the winter coat long ago, opting to lay atop the giant bear’s cozy tummy. His concerned expression contorts into an easy one, doting smile etched into his lips as his inner brow curves upward. The champion opens his mouth to say something before shutting lips again, deciding it’d be best not to accidentally disturb her slumber; or anybody’s for that matter, it seemed. Char laid cozy in a ball alongside Blasty, charizard and blastoise curled into one another comfortably. Venus, Red’s venusaur, laid flat on her tummy, snoring at an almost absurd volume…but she was old, the frog could get away with it. Espe sat in the corner of the cave, tail twitching as he kept watch of everybody else like the greatest hall monitor you’d ever seen, or rather an overprotective mother.

It wouldn’t be until Red sits back down and shucks off his giant, clunky boots that he sits cross-legged by the fire pit, the espeon taking this as his invitation to make his presence known.

In silence, the brunette extends a hand for the eeveelution to sniff and observe, studiously running the side of his maw to study his trainer further. Eventually, he trots into Red’s lap with lithe steps, twirling once or twice before resting in a ball between his trainer’s lap. It’s a quiet interaction, Red knew he was saying hi, and in return he’d do the same. One hand softly pets the creature, and he keeps that caring smile, appreciative of the purple cat’s company.

The berries could wait, burnt or not. He had family to attend to.

[bayernteen]

I’m not going to lie, the past few days have been emotional, and I still don’t have the words to explain all of this. Now that we are in the middle of car launch season and the rumours are slowly dying, I don’t even know how I’m going to explain this. But here we are, and despite me being late to reactions when it comes to announcements, I can finally explain my reaction to this announcement: Lewis Hamilton is going to Ferrari starting from the 2025 season.

I was pretty shocked at the announcement at first, but after doing some research, I found out the reasons behind this, and I immediately knew that it was time. To see that the Mercedes Benz board decided to not let him become ambassador after the contract extension has really angered me to the core, and I don’t even know if I can trust them, nor the team principal any longer. And the fact that John Elkann decided to give Lewis a lifetime contract with benefits of helping out his causes, shows that there is a good chance of going to a new and top team, and that announcement came at the perfect time, but also at the worse time when we are kicking off the 2024 F1 season.

I’m not going to indicate any more reasons of why there are many mistakes from the past two seasons, and I wish I could no longer support the Mercedes Benz board nor the Mercedes F1 team, but just because I’m mad at the team, doesn’t mean that I’ll stop supporting them. At the same time though, because I’m currently in my final year of studies, 2024 is marking the end of an era for myself and Lewis. Therefore, after many days of thinking and numerous support for the team, I have decided that this year will be my final year of supporting the Mercedes AMG Petronas Formula 1 Team before the move to Ferrari next year.

I feel so incredibly grateful to have supported Lewis since 2020, and I will be supporting him for some time till the end of his F1 career, but this time I will be continuing the support for Formula 1’s top and most popular team of all time: Scuderia Ferrari.

I’m very proud of Mercedes for all the hard work they have put into bringing home 8 constructors championships and 8 drivers championships, but most importantly for putting the brand back on the map. They have returned to the sport after a 55-year hiatus and have become one of the most popular F1 teams to date. I want to thank Toto for all the hard work and leadership despite some hard times, the people at the factories in Brackley and Brixworth for creating the best cars in the business, and to the late Niki Lauda who supported them in good and bad times, and we still truly miss him.

I also want to say a huge thank you to the drivers who have been alongside Lewis: Nico, Valtteri and George for supporting Lewis over the past 12 years. I also want to thank the fans, my family and all the followers who have been with me for the past four years.

But as Lewis stated: “The time is right to make a change and take on a new challenge.” I know how much it felt to go a new F1 team, and I saw Lewis go through that phase in 2013. Way back, Mercedes was a backmarker team before Lewis arrived, but after ten years we have seen the best transformation in F1 history. Of course it the same feeling with Ferrari, but they are in the mid-table. I’m excited to see what Lewis brings to the team and what they can do together. So please give them the time to bring Ferrari to winning ways, especially with the new regulations coming in 2026.

During my time when I supported Mercedes, I actually had a dream of owning a G-Wagon, but seeing the costs of the car and realising that I cannot continue my dream further of getting the dream car beyond 2025, I had a good test run of what it felt to be inside a G-Wagon, and all of that would’ve not happened in the first place if it wasn’t for the greatest F1 driver of all time. So, I’ve managed to save the best for last. I want to say a BIG thank you to Sir Lewis Hamilton.

Thank you Lewis for helping us in difficult times, especially in a difficult time in my life when I couldn’t even make it that far in my studies. Thank you for being a passionate driver, not just with thirst traps we see on our IG stories, but with amazing energy that makes me smile. And thank you for giving us an opportunity to rise back on top like you did for the past twelve years. I am so so proud of you for all the effort you have done to become the greatest of all time, and I can’t wait for the next chapter in 2025.

But right now, we’re heading back to work, and we have a lot to prove that we can go back to winning ways, so let’s finish the adventure with Mercedes on a high. May God bless us and protect us during this season, and may we enjoy this journey to the fullest.

Still we rise team! Still we rise!

Take care! 😊

[hehecham]

dayblogging (at 4am)

had a minor tiff w/ ben over asking him to wear a mask @ work for a few days which ended up fine but the thrust of it was: me: i dont understand why it's so hard for you to give your boss a heads-up that you're gonna mask for a few days bc you're geting married in <2 weeks and want ti minimise any disasters + we're currently in a covid surge ben: no one at work wears one and i dont want to be the only one. office politics + environmental pressure etc me: *silent bc i cant think of a nice reply to that one* ben: ill ask if i can work from home this week :| he also was like "i didnt realise me saying no would upset you?" and i was a bit like ...do you think i would ask you to mask up for the fun of it all?!?! anyway w/e w/e i do understand how shit it is to be the only person wearing a mask, it's really embarrassing + esp in a workplace environment where you need to be v concerned w/ how people are viewing you innit. like the social cost is real + i know his office is v quiet as well but like. we're literally getting married in <2 weeks and covid can take like 10 days to clear (or more - last time it took ben 10d) so just take thi one for the FUCKING TEAM, BEN anyway w/e im happy he said he'd work from home (it should be fine - his work seems v reasonable) bc that seems like a good option btwn social cost @ his job + just raw dogging the oxygen also i do understand the social pressure when no one else is wearing a mask which is why i get in there first and either lie or exaggerate massively to anyone i come across. or just tell the truth, depending on what's best. like the other day when i took my wedding dress in for alterations i said to the tailor like "hiiii - sorry about the mask, im just super paranoid about something going wrong <3 :)" in my least threatening tone + he was like Of course honey :-) and that was that. i have also used the excuse that my mum has cancer (which was half-true lmfao) and that i live with a "highly vulnerable person" (absolute lie) like if you're in a situation where you're never gonna see these people again just like make something up or explain first or whatever the fuck lol

we basically spent all evening/night (it's 4am and i just left our bedroom lol) hanging out in our bed (with the above argument only taking up about 10m earlier on) trading pokemon on pokemon go / battling on pokemon go / watching tiktok / having sex

oh god i nearly forgot - HE BROUGHT HIS WEDDING SUIT HOME + he looks so fucking good, like an old worldy gentleman, 3 piece suit with this incredible lining fabric + like little bits of pink sprinkled throughout

i painted our nails to match again

[coconutredbulllover]

well how are you feeling about the valks? They’re tanking alright. Also never had red bull..

ngl im rlly dissapointed in all the decisions theyve been making the last few weeks as a bay area resident and a a gsw fan i want to see both of my teams thrive 😭

the finalized roster was pretty shocking seeing them lose their first game at home kinda made me chuckle like it was for Kaitlyn, Shyanne, and Laeticia

so much confusion i also liked Migna Touré preseason

Fav player rn is Kate Martin, also got my eye on Julie Vanloo. NOT A SINGLE ROOKIE making it thru gmfu made preseason feel like a joke

theres so many players they couldve/shouldve grabbed that they just didnt. like deja kelly mayb

also i see alot of people talking abt how big the demographic for asians in the bay is and how Kaitlyn was waived and as an asian i agree a bunch of ppl i knew rlly wanted to see her play watching the gsv ig lose followers makes me laugh too. Im holding on bc i still believe...

side note i also wonder how expanding to 16 teams by 2028 is gonna end up effecting tanking teams and stuff

also looking fwd to eurobasket

i feel pretty uncertain overall am i the only one who doesn't care much for tanking i feel like it's not great for attracting new fans esp for ur first season

theoretically tanking for juju but idk

some of my current thoughts in an all over the place rant as always but i hope u enjoy reading it nonetheless

also abt redbull i like it to bc to me its feel like a less aggressive(?) energy drink. i never rlly got into monster and stuff like it and tbf i dont drink red bull as often as it might seem... LMAO i js like the taste not the caffeine but i'd still recommend u try!