#happy thanksgiving y'all

[todayontumblr]

Thursday, November 23.

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.

Oh, what might have been. It would have been full of pictures and gifs of Hank Schrader doing miscellaneous Hanktivities: looking very smiley, looking very fierce, laughing, wearing shades, pointing guns, wearing DEA jackets and badges and lanyards, and, of course, perching on the toilet. We would have called it Happy Hanksgiving. It would have been great. 

Sadly a decision was made. So, for those who would have enjoyed Hanksgiving, here's a Snoopy gif to make amends. For those who wouldn't, well, looks like it all worked out just fine. And there's more than enough Snoopy to go around. 

Enjoy the popcorn. And however you mark today, we can only wish peace, love, and lots of good folk and lots of good food for all y'all. Happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate. 

[incorrect-jojolands-quotes]

paco: this thanksgiving, i'm thankful for tiktok e-thots.

dragona: i'm thankful for biden's woke inflation.

usagi: i'm thankful for computer websites with pictures of cat boys!

jodio: and i'm thankful for ski-bi-di toilets!

[rcmclachlan]

Leslie Jones Stops Your Annoying Relatives from Ruining Thanksgiving

I would empty my bank account to have Leslie Jones yell at my uncle tomorrow

[sulkybender]

Celebrating Thanksgiving as I always do: with smol Izumi oversharing about ladybugs at Gran-Gran's house

Sometimes a future I've already had before

Izumi is telling them, animatedly, about a type of parasite (?) that crawls into slugs and kills them by mind-control (???). All of them look at her with undisguised horror, except for Gran-Gran, who’s always unshakeable and often unreadable.

“Maybe not before dinner, Zooms,” Sokka suggests.

“So after dinner?”

Hakoda rubs his face.

“I want a containment zone around dinner,” he says, spacing his hands out to demonstrate. “Three hours before, three hours after. No… cannibal bugs.”

“They’re not cannibals,” Izumi says, offended. “They’d have to be eating each other. And they’re not even eating the slugs. They’re exploding their eyeballs.”

“Excuse me,” Tenzin says. He walks, with great dignity, to the downstairs bathroom and closes the door. There's the faint but distinct sound of gagging.

“Can we talk about ladybugs?” Kya asks her grandfather.

“That sounds nice,” Hakoda says cautiously.

“Dad—” Sokka tries to warn him, but it’s too late.

"Ladybugs are cannibals,” Izumi says, triumphant. “She just broke the cannibal-bug rule.”

“They also bleed from the knees,” Kya says. “Defensively.”

“Bugs don’t bleed,” Izumi says, but she pushes up her glasses, intrigued.

"No, it’s called hemolymph,” Kya says. “Basically stink-goo. Like bug blood.”

“What in God’s name,” Hakoda says.

[dailyjimmybuffett]

Santa Stole Thanksgiving

Ooh, ooh Santa stole Thanksgiving for Christmas Dragged Plymouth Rock to the North Pole with his sled Pilgrims never saw him coming The Wampanoags they kept drumming That Thursday in November Gob-gobble about December

Santa stole Thanksgiving for Christmas It was such a happy holiday No more laid-back relaxation It's Black Friday degradation Seems Santa sold Thanksgiving to the mall

Grandma made the stuffin' Said Santa he ain't bluffin' You'd better not cry in your pumpkin pie Maybe Caroline says she lied

Santa stole Thanksgiving for Christmas It was such a laid-back holiday Now no more football and relaxin' When the harvest moon starts waxin' Santa, he's the turkey after all

Grandma made the stuffin' Said Santa he ain't bluffin' You'd better not cry in your pumpkin pie Maybe Caroline says she lied

Santa stole Thanksgiving for Christmas Nothin' lasts forever that's for sure This stick up is as shocking As stuffing in your stocking Kris Kringle Why did you mingle? Santa stole Thanksgiving Even he's got to make a living Santa stole Thanksgiving and our fall

[aparticularbandit]

okay.

here's a general update.

i have two chapters left in thrall. as of right now, i don't plan to write a sequel to it or kisses, although the latter hinted at stuff with them and america. not sure i want to write that.

i'm still writing on the viv westview fic, and i have plans for another fic connected to that one (and a third past that which is...a little less certain in terms of overarching story but i have a general idea of how i want it to end. roughly speaking).

i have figured out enough of stuff in the finding family sequel to pick back up on that (aka agatha and stephen go on a journey - i know why wendy and america returned to neverland and i finally know why america would agree to go back), so i'll probably pick that one up after finishing thrall. probably. hopefully.

both viv westview fic and the ff sequel are t-rated and, to be honest, i'm probably going to stick to t-rated stuff for a while. if i get to writing m-rated stuff again, it's more subject matter or themes, probably, than sexual content. i don't particularly feel comfortable writing that anymore.

this leave some uncertainty with regards to agave stuff, which has. three more parts after the part it's currently in and each of those parts is multiple chapters long.

....

actually, it's more like the rest of this part, another part, and then an epilogue because two of those parts feel better in terms of a sequel.

but idk if i'll go back to writing that.

i have a couple more stuff for the valentines au that i've been (thinking about) writing. (one of them i started a while back and it's just pain, y'all, and the other is one that i've been thinking about that follows up on surrogate and motherhood but that i haven't started yet.)

but like. those are. the projected projects? for the time being?

in terms of fanfic, anyway.

[mllemouse]

It's (vegetarian) Tourtière Time™

[winchesticles67]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Avengers Team Members & Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Scott Lang, Avengers Team Members (Marvel), Friday (Marvel), Karen (Spider-Man: Homecoming) Additional Tags: Thanksgiving, Dead Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Avengers Family, Traditions, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker Lives at the Avengers Compound, Precious Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Mess, Steve Rogers Cooks, Team as Family Summary:

Peter has been living at the Avengers compound ever since May's death. When Thanksgiving come around, he feels he needs to help out and be a part of his new family.

Chapter three is up now!

[officialv]

[bakumanfaces]

Let the day drinking commence!

[beardedbarba]

(https://storylineonline.net/books/turkey-trouble/)

[mocksterling]

It's Christmas Eve and both Halloween and Thanksgiving are trending idk what happened but keep to going guys

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

And you feel like an ocean, being warmed by the sun.. 🧡❤️

[dailyjimmybuffett]

Turnabout

As large as life, she stood there Kissed my cheek and called my old nickname And though several years had passed Both of us still looked quite the same

I said, "Hi," relaxed a bit Then asked her how she'd been all these years She told me she was feeling fine Came to see a friend who lived up here

Told me she had finished school And then went on to college for a year I asked if she had married Slowly down her cheek there came a tear

She said, "Just an itchy eye It must be the weather way up here." Told her, "I can't stand the cold It freezes me and I can't feel my ears."

We talked a bit about Mobile And thought about how it has never changed I told her I was a-comin' home To spend some time and hoped it wouldn't rain

She asked if she could see me then And we could spend some time now and then Because I lived so far away Was still no chance why we could not be friends

I drove her to the waiting plane Watched that big jet streaking through the sky Thought about the sad young girl And the time that I just saw her cry

That flame must still be burning bright I think I'll catch a later flight today It's time for me to go on home And spend a day or two down by the bay

[yokyoaaa]

That one moment where you're having a normal thanksgiving/family dinner and your dad dropped the hardest life lore out of nowhere

[overnighttosunflowers]

Summary:

They were tangled together in rumpled sheets, Laudna cradled loosely in the crook of Imogen’s arm and tucked against her side. They’d been giggling and talking and relishing in the feeling of holding each other, reaching out to brush hair from the other’s face or trail a finger across the other’s lips and falling back, intermittently, into periods of simply getting lost in one another. Now the sun was starting to sidle lower in the sky and still they were here, together, letting the hours spend themselves only in each other’s company. It was unfathomable. It was real.

The last chapter of every thought's a possibility is here. I hope you love it as much as I've loved writing it. Thank you all so much for coming on this ride with me, for reading and commenting and being in this fandom. You're the best.