#i love things easily. it comes naturally to me

[kinardsevan]

So I’m split 50/50 on this at this point. Because we don’t have crystal clear answers on ANYTHING, and there is a part of me that’s like “leaning into the trope actually makes sense for everything else they’ve done with this story”. But then obviously the interviews are so ass backwards, and and and…

Lou’s answers also aren’t crystal. He said he was back at SWAT, which he quite literally is right now, so it’s not like he said it and he went back weeks later to shoot SWAT. His answers about “opportunities” isn’t clear either because working actors by nature, always have opportunities. We have no idea if 911 includes those opportunities (based on my theory of this being a fake out, I mean).

I will say though. When rewatching the breakup from the understanding that Buck is very starry-eyed and “look at you, you magnificent Gay Man”, the breakup is easily understood for me. I vibe with @spectres-fulcrum’s theory. It actually makes a SHIT ton of sense. Further, I’m not gonna lie… if someone told me they wanted to take the next step in a relationship (and that step was moving in together), but I Love You hadn’t even been said… I’d be checking for a fever. It unfortunately comes across as not understanding the seriousness of the suggestion. Like obvs our little shipper hearts were smashed when Tommy was like “not only can I not live with you, but it’s unlikely that I’m the person you’ll choose to stay with”. When you couple the fear with the reasonability of what he’s actually saying, it makes sense.

This is why I’ve said that at its core, if the people writing the story have a brain and didn’t just throw shit at the wall (which will remain to be seen), there has to be a come to Jesus moment about their feelings for one another. Buck has to address whether he actually loves Tommy or if he was just along for the ride because Tommy made everything so easy. (I feel like we as the viewers know they’re in love, but it has to be expressed. And then there needs to be some level of effort in the story where Tommy is pulled into the fold.

I say all that (again) to point out that if this is NOT what the show is doing, and they just split them up because they thought it would make good drama (or some other shitty excuse)… that’s not just dropping the ball. That’s proverbially shitting the bed. And if that’s actually the case… imma see my way out (probably).

So yes, I hold out hope that everything we’ve been told over the past week is to keep us distracted. But I also know that when I reread those same quotes and rewatched the breakup with a clear head (and not from my shipper standpoint), things felt clearer.

In closing…. They did still massively fumble the way they were trying to communicate the issues in the relationship. This was not done well by any stretch of the imagination. But we’ll see what they settle on doing next.

ngl if it turns out that Tommy was coming back all along and that this was all part of the romcom ‘breaking up then making up’ trope i’m gonna be so embarrassed for getting this sad 💀 but that’s what i get for catching up with a series for once ig

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Secret Family Ties - Part 1

[Story Collection] | [●] [Part 2🔴]

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Mike Harlow took a deep breath, pacing the living room of his two-story home in the most quiet suburbs. At 42, Mike was an average-built man, standing at 5’11” and weighing around 195 pounds, carrying a dad-bod complete with a slight curve on his abdomen, which he called “gut.” His brown shaggy hair, streaked with a few hints of gray, looked somewhat messy but gave Mike a fascinating appearance. His bright blue eyes and gentle smile expressed his kind and loving nature, usual in a family man like him.

Mike enjoyed the silence and peace that only the suburbs could give. He had learned to enjoy being alone in the house, but he eagerly awaited the arrival of his twin sons, Mark and Kyle, who were coming home from college for Spring Break. Mike didn’t know why the twins decided to spend the break at home rather than heading off to party with their friends, but the dad missed his boys, preferring not to worry about the reason for their visit. The twins had been away at college for a while, and he longed to spend a few days with them.

Mike smiled when a familiar black car pulled into the driveway a few minutes later. He came out of the house with a broad smile while his 21-year-old identical twin sons stepped out of the car. Mark and Kyle, looking a lot like their dad, were identical in almost every way. They stood tall at 6’1”, with average builds. Their shaggy hair, similar to their dad’s, was their only distinguishing feature—Mark parted his hair to the left, while Kyle parted his to the right. Even though their outfits were identical, their dad could easily tell them apart without looking at their hair.

“Hey, there, my big boys! It’s so good to see you! Mike said, approaching the car while his boys took their bags from the backseat.

“It’s great to be home, Dad,” Mark said, approaching his dad, who pulled him into a bear hug.

“Yeah, we missed you,” Kyle added as he also approached, and Mike pulled him into the hug.

“I’ve also missed you so much.” Mike stepped back and looked at them with a grin. “But, tell me, why did you decide to come home instead of going to the beach or somewhere else?”

“What? Dad, we missed you. We thought it would be nice to spend some time with you,” Kyle said, exchanging a quick, almost imperceptible glance with Mark.

“Yeah. You know, to catch up and relax. And… see how things are going around here,” Mark said, smiling and quickly looking at the neighborhood, staring at the house next door for a few seconds.

“Hmm, you know I carried you inside me for 9 months and pushed the two of you out of my body. You’re a part of me, and I know you better than you know yourselves,” Mike said, firmly looking at his boys, who only nodded nervously. “I’m kidding. Whatever the reason, I’m glad you’re here. Come in; I got lunch ready for you. Mac & cheese like when you were kids.”

The twins wrapped their arms around their dad’s shoulders and entered the house. The twins carried their bags to their old room, which had remained untouched since they left for college. Once inside, they closed the door behind them, and Mark let out a loud sigh while Kyle went to the window to look down at their neighbor’s backyard. Mark soon stood beside him, and both smiled while remembering the fun moments they spent staring at the house next door while growing up.

“Do you think Dad bought our lie? I hate lying to him,” Kyle said, turning around and flopping onto his bed.

“Maybe. But we didn’t lie. Not a big lie. We came home to be with our dad, and he’s happy to see us,” Mark said, sitting on his bed.

“True. We’re here to be with Dad, and if we cross paths with George, it will only be a bonus,” Kyle added, deeply sighing as he thought about their childhood friend and next-door neighbor, George.

“Exactly,” Mark said, nodding in agreement. “Remember when he used to mow the lawn in his backyard during summer? We spent hours just staring without him noticing. Now that I think about it, that’s creepy.”

“I remember, and who cares if it’s creepy? He looked fantastic. The sun, the sweat, and that smile. Man, we should’ve told him how we felt about him,” Kyle added, sitting up to look at his twin brother.

“Yeah, but he’s living next door again, and his parents moved to Florida. Dad mentioned he took over his family business a few months ago, so he must be doing great. We’re in college now, and many things are different now. Maybe we should go see him,” Mark said, standing up excitedly.

“Definitely,” Kyle responded, standing before his identical brother. “But we need to figure out when and think about our words. We don’t want to scare him, and he doesn’t need to know we spied on him through our window while growing up,” Kyle added, and Mark nodded, but their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Mike poked his head in with a smile. “Lunch is served; don‘t let it get cold,” Mike said, and the twins immediately followed him.

Mike asked his sons about college and their classes. They shared stories about lectures, professors, and classmates. They briefly mentioned dating some guys but didn’t mention that the list of guys they dated was long because they were trying to forget about George. Each twin had dated several hot boys, from thin nerdy guys to big muscular jocks, and none of them could compete with their handsome and charming neighbor.

“It sounds like you’ve been having lots of fun. Which makes it even weirder that you’re here with your boring dad while most college guys are getting drunk at the beach,” Mike said while his sons did the dishes after lunch. The twins exchanged nervous looks again, and Mike laughed. “Don’t worry. I’m just kidding, but you can’t deny it’s strange.”

“We know, Dad, but we wanted to be with you. Spend time with you and relax,” Mark said, approaching his dad and leaning in to rest his head on Mike’s shoulder.

“Okay, okay. I’m happy to have you here,” Mike said, kissing Mark’s forehead. “However, I have a meeting to attend in a while. I’ll be back by dinner time. Will you be alright?”

“Sure! We’ll be fine,” Kyle said, struggling to hide his excitement because it was their chance to visit George.

Mike left a few minutes later, and the twins immediately changed into fresh clothes and went to George’s house. Mark and Kyle felt excitement and nervousness as they approached the door and rang the bell. They had struggled to hide their lust for George while growing up. They had a great friendship with him, but they had always avoided being that close to him to not express their feelings so openly. They didn’t know how George would feel about their love and lust for him, but now they were willing to take the risk to tell him.

When the door opened, George’s handsome face welcomed the twins and made them gasp. At 21 years old and standing at 6’3”, George had an average build, but his lean, defined musculature was evident under his t-shirt. His chestnut brown hair framed his unbelievably handsome face. His green eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement as he saw the twins standing on his doorstep. Even after all these years, the boys could only gasp at their studly neighbor.

“Mark! Kyle! Wow, it’s been ages! My parents told me you came to visit your dad in the summers when I wasn’t home,” George said, pulling them into a tight hug.

“It’s so good to see you,” Mark said, enjoying a warm feeling spreading through his body at the contact.

“Yeah, we missed you, buddy,” Kyle added, hiding his outstanding excitement. “Dad’s not home, and we thought it would be cool to come and catch up.”

“Sure! Come on in.” George stepped back, still grinning, and pulled the twins inside.

The twins smiled while George led them to the living room, which looked different than they remembered. George sounded excited, and the twins thought they still had a chance to open their hearts to their childhood friend, but as they entered the living room, they saw a beautiful woman sitting on the couch, her hand resting on her large, round, pregnant-looking belly. The twins exchanged glances of disappointment, figuring she was pregnant with George’s baby.

“We have a lot to talk about, but first things first, guys, this is my wife, Stacey,” George said proudly, leaving the twins speechless. “Stacey, these are Mark and Kyle. We grew up together.”

She smiled warmly. “It’s so nice to meet you both. George has told me so much about you,” Stacey said, extending her hand to greet the twins. “I’d offer you something to drink, but it’s difficult to move with this big belly slowing me down.”

“I’m the one to blame. We’re having twins. She’s 8 months pregnant, but the babies are already pretty big. Our doctor has advised us to induce, but we want to give them a chance to stay there for as long as they want,” George said, sitting beside Stacey on the couch and leaning in to kiss her belly.

“Oh. Congratulations. We didn’t know you had married,” Mark said, trying to keep his voice steady.

“It was a private wedding less than a year ago. Only our parents attended, and we started our family right away. Identical twins on our first try, we’re as lucky as your dad was with you,” George said, helping Stacey rub her large belly.

“That’s… wonderful,” Kyle said, forcing a smile though his heart felt heavy.

The room went silent for a few seconds, and then Stacey asked George to help her walk to their door to rest while he talked to the twins. George kissed her and slowly helped her to her feet. As they went upstairs, the twins looked at each other with sad faces. They figured it was too late to tell George about their feelings. He wasn’t only straight but married to a woman and expecting their first children. Their plan fell apart, but they still waited for George to come back to at least spend some moments with him.

George returned to the living room, and the twins smiled at him, but not with the same excitement as when he opened the door. They were sad because both thought they didn’t have a chance with George, but they accepted his offer to hang out in the backyard with a few beers. The three guys sat to look at the sky and talk about their lives. George told the twins about his relationship with Stacey and how happy he was with the impending arrival of his first twins. Kyle and Mark listened carefully and only nodded while their hearts broke into pieces.

Then, George asked the twins about their college life, and they told him about classes and professors but didn’t mention anything about having dates or hook-ups with guys or girls. George smiled at them while they talked and continued drinking. Then, he let out a deep sigh that caught the twins’ attention.

“I’m happy to hear you’ve been doing great. You guys are awesome, and you deserve everything,” George started, sipping his beer and deeply sighing again. “I guess this doesn’t matter anymore because... you have your lives, and I’m married, but... I must admit that I always had a huge crush on both of you.”

“Wait, what? You… what?” Kyle said, sounding confused and looking at Mark, who was shocked.

“Yeah, I don’t want to scare you or anything. As I said, it doesn’t matter anymore.” George smiled, and the twins saw the honesty in his eyes. “I was terrified of your reaction. We were friends, and I was a creepy stalker who stared at your window, hoping to see you, you know, uncovered. I’m really sorry, and please don’t freak out; I won’t do that anymore.”

“No! Wait! George, we... have something to tell you,” Kyle began, kindly smiling at George, who looked ashamed of his youthful actions. “We had an enormous crush on you. We were madly in love but never dared to tell you because we thought you... well, you were straight, and now you’re even married to a woman.”

“George, we still love you, we still desire you, and... we also stared at you from our window. Our favorite show on Saturday mornings was you mowing the lawn,” Mark added, chuckling and approaching George with Kyle to place their hands on his thighs. “We’re sorry for never mentioning this, but now it’s too late. You’re married, and we get you’re not available anymore,” he said as each twin leaned their heads against George’s shoulders.

“Kyle, Mark… I really don’t know what to say. I dreamed about both of you saying these exact words, and here you are,” George said, visibly touched. “But… It’s never too late. I’m very open-minded, and Stacey isn’t possessive or anything, and she supports every decision I make. So… if you guys are willing… we can… you know… have fun,” he added, chuckling and reaching for the twins’ ass to slap them.

The twins smiled as their eyes lit up with excitement. Since Stacey was resting on the second floor and they didn’t want her to hear anything, they quietly sneaked out of George’s house and into the twins’.

By the time the three of them entered the twins’ room, their shirts were off, and they couldn’t get their hands from each other’s bodies. George alternated kissing each twin while caressing their bodies. He caressed their torsos and slowly slid his hands inside their pants to rub their cute butts. Meanwhile, each twin caressed George’s torso, giving his chest special attention and making him moan.

“How far would you be willing to take this?” George asked between kisses.

“As far as you want. We’re yours right now,” responded Mark, passionately kissing George’s lips.

“We’ve been waiting for this moment for ages,” Kyle added, pulling George’s face to kiss him.

George smiled and removed his pants in a quick move, soon followed by his boxer briefs. The twins gasped when they saw George’s 10-inch-long dick reaching its full size. Mark wrapped his hand around George’s dick close to the base, and Kyle did the same but close to the tip. They smiled when they saw there was enough dick for both their hands. Without releasing George’s dick from their grip, the twins removed his own pants and let their 7-inch-long cocks out, and George reached for them to stroke them.

“For some reason, I think you have some experience. Don’t you?” George said as he stroked the twins’ cocks.

“We have. We hooked up with many guys,” Mark responded, leaning in to kiss George.

“But no one compares with you, big guy,” Kyle added, kissing George’s cheek while caressing the head of his dick.

George grinned and pulled them closer to whisper. “And you will never be the same once I’m done with you.”

With Mark’s dick still in his hand, George let go of Kyle’s cock, turning him around to have access to his ass. The three of them climbed up Kyle’s bed, with him on all fours, George kneeling behind him, and Mark right by his side, kissing George. Without hesitation, George lined his dick up with Kyle’s hole while stroking Mark’s cock. Kyle moaned when he felt the big head of George’s dick pushing against his ass, and Mark joined the moans because George continued teasing his dick.

“Something tells me you also have some experience,” Mark said, enjoying George’s skillful hand on his dick.

“No. I’ve never done this, but... I’ve dreamed and fantasized about this moment for so long,” George said, pushing his hips forward really hard to fit the head of his dick in Kyle’s ass.

Kyle’s hole initially resisted the thick intruder, but when it finally allowed George’s dick in, the whole 10-inch slid inside in a blink. Kyle moaned louder than ever, and his entire body shivered. He couldn’t believe George’s dick felt so good, and even though he was in pain, he desired for his neighbor to fuck him as hard as possible.

While kissing Mark and stroking his dick, George started pounding against Kyle’s cute ass, who responded with a symphony of loud moans and gasps. George’s hips bucked faster, and the moans grew louder. Kyle’s eyes rolled in his head. He had dreamed about George fucking him for years, and the sensation was a hundred times better than he ever expected, but he could only long and cry out for more.

George grinned as he continued to fuck Kyle as hard as possible. The sensation was very different than with his wife because he was more passionate and caring when he was with her, but with the twins, it was pure lust, a raw desire to fuck them hard. While still kissing Mark, George moved his hands to Kyle’s hips for support and thrust even harder into him. This allowed George to push his dick deeper with each thrust and add strength to the pounding, leaving Kyle breathless and lost in pleasure.

“Fuck! You’re so tight! You’ll make me bust a nut so fast,” George said as the fucking intensified and the whole bed trembled with all the movements happening on it.

“Do it! Please! I need it!” Kyle mumbled, unable to form complete phrases as George’s thrust sped up and gained force.

George smiled and pushed his hips forward with all his strength, burying the whole 10 inches in as massive globs of warm cum filled Kyle’s guts to the brim. George groaned loudly while his dick exploded over and over again with huge shots, leaving Kyle visibly bloated and unable to catch his breath due to pleasure. Kyle could barely move, and his mind was blank. When George finally stopped cumming and pulled his dick out, Kyle collapsed on the bed, struggling to catch his breath.

George smiled and immediately pulled Mark by his dick to lead him to his bed. Mark lay on his back, and George got on top of him. George’s dick was still hard, so he didn’t hesitate to lift Mark’s legs to access his ass. Just like with Kyle, Mark’s hole resisted the big intruder but finally allowed it in, making Mark moan out loud.

George was consumed by lust, so he immediately started pounding into Mark, who couldn’t form any coherent words but internally begged for more. George thrust hard, making Mark’s bed creak under their weight. Since the position was different, George was able to apply more pressure with his hips, allowing them to buck harder and faster to intensify the fucking. Mark couldn’t think clearly; his mind could only focus on his long-time crush’s big dick, rearranging his guts over and over again for what felt like an eternity.

Mark’s own dick leaked pre-cum while George’s pounding continued and gained speed. Mark could feel George’s dick throbbing inside him, and the leaking felt fantastic.

“Your hole’s as good as your brother’s. I can’t believe we waited for so long to do this,” George said, pounding hard and feeling his dick get ready to shoot a massive load again. “Are you ready to take my seed?”

“I am! Please! Do it!” Mark mumbled and immediately felt huge shots entering him with the force of a river, bloating his lower abdomen as much as Kyle’s, while George groaned loudly.

When George’s dick finally stopped shooting, it started softening, and George pulled it out. He grinned as he looked at the twins in their beds, still recovering from the intense fuck. George leaned over Mark and kissed his lips, then went to Kyle’s bed and did the same.

“This was amazing, and we should repeat it, but I have a pregnant wife at home who needs me. The hormones get her very... horny, and I gotta be there for her,” George said as he dressed up and left, leaving the twins panting, feeling bloated, and drooling for him.

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A week later, the twins loaded their bags into their car. Their dad helped them and hugged them goodbye. They had a wonderful week with their dad, but they couldn’t stop thinking about the intense and fantastic moments with George.

“I’ll be waiting for you in the summer. We’ll have a great time together,” Mike said, kissing his boy’s cheeks.

“Sure, Dad!” Mark said, smiling.

“We’ll be counting down the days,” Kyle added, and both hugged their dad.

“May I join those plans?“ George said, approaching from his home.

“Sure. It’ll be like when you were kids,” Mike said. “But you’ll have kids by then,” he added, seeing Stacey standing at the front door of her house, waving her hand at the twins while rubbing her big belly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle that,” George said, tightly hugging the twins to whisper in their ears. “I hope you’ll come visit more often. I can’t wait to have more fun,” George said, and the twins gasped in surprise, eager to be with him again.

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[geothefafa]

💌List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers :3💌

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5 things that make me happy in absolutely no discernible order:

my cat, beanie

weed gummy

sitting in a flowing creek but without worrying about mosquitors

playing with my ocs like dolls in my head

watching old movies with my friends

[turtleblogatlast]

I think a lot about Leo’s tendency to push his way into the spotlight despite clearly being a natural in the shadows. Hell, you could argue that his worst moments are when he’s forcing himself onstage, and his best are when he does things no one notices until it’s already been done.

[overnightheartbeats]

Cloud nine was too low for the blissful feeling she was experiencing as he returned her kiss. Laurel hoped, but didn't expect. Feeling him so close to her, well, it was impossible to melt while in his arms. "Clearly many talents," she agreed breathlessly, happily remaining in the daze he left her when he pulled away. Her knees felt weak, and she couldn't be more thankful for the seat she was on. There was no denying, she had fallen for him. It was a thing, right? Love at first dance? "The baby whisperer," the title made her laugh, picturing him as the ultimate babysitter. "Oh that sounds so cute, watching her grow up. You probably have some really good stories from your babysitting days. I can see why she's so close to you, big brother duties." Laurel rested her chin on her palm, listening to him talk more about Chicago. "I'm sorry to hear that, losing a home is not easy." Optimism wasn't her forte, despite the positivity she was trying to display, so she was familiar with his sentiment. It just saddened her that he didn't feel connected to a home, the sadness only increasing with his comment on his parents. Is that what led him here? "Maybe this place helps you find some hint or some direction to a new home. You still have a long time." After all, they were still so young. So much could happen, right? Wasn't that the world's big promise - adventure and twists/turns to find their place? "I know they'd love to meet you, hm I don't know about those stories though." Still, a resigned sigh followed. "They'll be eager to share the most embarrassing stories about me."

She had called herself an open book, so Laurel meant to deliver, even in the topics she tried avoiding. Her big one? Her family life. It often led to some variation of, that's family, you need to understand. The warmth from his hand soothed the turmoil she began to feel with the topic, like settling a storm that hadn't even begun. It was nice to hear otherwise for a change. "She's just...particular about what she wanted. You see past the dust then?" His reassurance brought a smile to her face, "careful what you wish for, but don't worry. I've been learning to be myself, promise." It helped to be in a new place with her dad, no more nagging in her ear. "You like to learn, and I like a challenge, hm...we'll be a good pair. We will add cooking to the list, finding a new recipe, and hope we don't burn the place down."

She was glad that he agreed, because it was the simple truth. It felt like a cliche to say that from the moment she saw him, but things really had not been the same since she spoke to him. "Good, consider it your new nickname. Pretty green eyes," how easily it flowed. "It could be, don't be surprised if I call you that in the middle of class." Or the middle of campus, that'd be funny. Would it embarrass him though? "You picked one hell of a state then." Not that she was complaining, Laurel probably wouldn't have met him otherwise. "Heatwaves are the standard here, but good to know you get irritable. I'll have to keep you near an a.c. unit."

Her eyes seemed to brighten just a smidge more, filled with excitement. "Really?" Laurel was basically a kid at Christmas. "I'd really like that. You can show me what I've been missing. We should totally plan it!" The thought had momentarily crossed her mind, thinking holiday plans and wanting to make the cabin idea happen for him, just to see him smile. Getting carried away was in her nature. But, him suggesting it? Well, that gave her free rein. "Have you visited any of them, or have a list of top three you'd like to visit? I'd like to spend any day with you, outside or inside. So, sign me up for this nature tour." She nodded without hesitation, confirmation was sitting right in front of her. "Nerdy is hot, absolutely. Sharing," she hummed in thought, even if the answer was already at the tip of her tongue. "No, I'm not a fan of sharing at all. Hope that's okay."

"Tell you what, you come over to my place. Well, my dad's place. We do that cooking lesson, and I can bring those pom poms out of retirement to see if the clap clap cheers stuck." Her voice was laced with amusement, using the words he used earlier. "I'm intrigued to hear these ideas you're thinking of. That would be great, company is really all I want, but I do love fun facts." Taking her hand shouldn't surprise her, but it still sent a light jolt of electricity through her. Laurel loved it though, how things flowed between them with barely any awkwardness. She felt like she had known him for ages, and not just weeks. "Green is a good one, might be becoming my favorite color too. Wow, you know all the good places. Madrid seems like a fun spot, and food..oh my god, probably so good. Me? I have a whole list of places, but top would be Brazil or Japan. Brazil for their carnival, but it also just looks so beautiful." She stepped into his room, offering him a smile as she looked around. "Thank you, I'll be alright." Couldn't get that cold, right? "Okay, I'll be here," she teased, knowing there was no intention to leave.

"Comfy looks good on you." No outside clothes. Well, Laurel was out of luck there. She was not exactly carrying an extra pair of pajamas in her backpack. "Makes sense, I'll just avoid your bed then. And, now I know the outside clothes thing, for future reference."

Eli smiled against her lips as she returned the kiss he had just given. There was no hesitation in reciprocating it. His hand cupped her face and pulled her close as he deepened the kiss for a brief moment. If this was what people called love, he wouldn't mind falling and break every bone in his body. The feeling was euphoric. Or maybe that was just Laurel. A soft chuckle escaped him as he dropped his hand and opened his eyes again to look at her. "I'm a man of many talents." His head nodded in acknowledgement. "They're the best but she's the one I watched grow up. She was the legit baby of the family. I cuddled her at night when she wouldn't settle. I think a big part of why her parents liked me was that I was the baby whisperer." Not only that but Emma understood him. Isa and Inez did too but they were different. Each sibling unlocked a hidden piece of what made Eli him. "You have a lot more hope for Chicago than I do. I think that is a nice sentiment but I think I'm done there. Visiting them is one thing but having a home, not really. That died with the parents." Again, Eli reverted to himself, the nomad having nowhere to call home. "Yes, really," he laughed. "I'd love to meet them. I am kind of curious to hear stories about you."

He felt for her but it wasn't pity. There was a longing there in her voice that told him that her mom wasn't a subject she liked going into but still would be willing to answer the question. Settling his hand over hers he smiled. "Sometimes people don't realize what type of diamond they have. They just see the dust and assume they're not worth much. Just because your mom had a harsher way to treat you doesn't mean you aren't worth it. Don't feel like you need to tone it down for me. I want you to be your unapologetic self." What he wanted her to take away from this was that he'd never make her change into something else to fit a mold she would never fit. "Mhm. I do like to learn. I like to get into something I've never done before. Cooking is one. Maybe we can come up with a new recipe."

An amused smile took over his features. "Fair enough. Drew you in." Lucky for him she even turned her head. "Pretty green eyes. I like it." Truly just because she said it. "Is that going to be your way to get my attention moving forward?" Amusement danced in his eyes as he leaned forward and chuckled thinking of the way everyone with colored eyes would turn if she did scream that out in the courtyard. "Definitely. I can't stand the heat. It makes me irritable. I don't like heatwaves." Now why did he pick Texas for his home would be something he'd never be able to explain but it felt like there was an inexplicable pull drawing him in to the blazing boot of a state.

"We can go together. Why not right? A cabin in the snow seems like we would both enjoy it." His eyebrows furrowed and a laugh was kept at bay as he realized she'd never had a real vacation. "Maybe we can change that. The winter break is coming up so why don't we head down to one of the National Parks and spend a day with nature. If you want to spend a day with me outside. I am a great nature guide." Eli slowly fanned his eyelashes and smirked. "Good to know you think nerdy is hot. Oh, you don't share is that it?"

"I might be trying to test your knowledge. See if any of those clap clap cheers stuck. Now, see that works well. I've got a few ideas on what we could do and since you're pretty confirmed to try something once then this should be easy." His mind had come up with multiple activities they could do and that already brought a smile to his face. "Company I can give. I'll bring at least one or two facts. It seems sad if there isn't something to learn." He took her hand and lead her out. Bag in the other hand and his hand holding one making sure they were locked. "Favorite color? Don't laugh but green. I like the color. It's nice and pretty. Place? Madrid. It is so vibrant. I'd love to go walk down their streets and eat their good food. You?" The shop wasn't too far from his dorm room which he was grateful for since he didn't want to keep walking so long. They reached his building and as he let go of her hand he took out his keys and opened his door for her to enter first. He dropped the bag of food on his desk, a neat pile of books and a laptop sitting on top and closed the door. 'Make yourself comfortable. If you want something to wear like a sweater take your pick. It gets cold here since I open the window. I'll be back."

He went to his closet and grabbed a blue sweater and sweats and his socks. After a five minute absence he came back out, hair outof his face and comfy clothes now on his person. "It's a thing we used to do. We don't sit with outside clothes on the bed."

[lightbulb-warning]

i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[fuckspn]

i have nothing funny or clever or insightful to say. cas told dean he loved him and then he died.

[astralscrivener]

aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[shr0mwzrd]

In my lab straight up psychosexualizing it. And by 'it' let's just say I mean... ahahahah ... The Machine

[dragonanne]

I just noticed something interesting. I write outlines for my books in present tense, but I write the actual books in past tense. It just feels...unnatural...to write the outlines in past tense. I don't know why.

[emdotcom]

If you don't have homemade love, store-bought is fine.

[korkietism]

Sometimes in the midst of psychologically drowning in life responsibilities, my mind suddenly wanders… and I remember… it’s autumn. The seasons are passing, spring will come again. The rain will make the creek full again and I can wear cozy hoodies and one day I’ll be able to hold my love and we can have tea together. And then? I’m still busy. Still stressed. Still drowning but. It may just be worth it to wear a cozy hoodie and have a good tea.

[magistralucis]

@absolut--kurant!

[attractthecrows]

man i'd really like for revallen to encounter the ghost of his father but with his skillset it's just not likely

[ot3]

HOT OR NOT? POKEMON

There are a lot of pokemon out there. Some of them are good. Some of them are bad.

the world of pokemon is a beautiful one filled with many "types" of pokemon. some pokemon are steel. some pokemon are bugs. some of them are even normal. lately i have found myself thinking, which pokemon is the most steel? which pokemon is the most bugs? which pokemon is normal? and today i am proud to say i have answered these questions and more.

It can be hard to decide, since there are so many of them, but luckily I'm here to make that decision for you. i have definitively chosen the most representative (most) least representative (least) personal favorite (best) and least favorite (worst) design of every pokemon type. and i will now explain it to you in detail

now keep in mind we are ONLY talking about design here. lore is not coming into play whatsoever. if you want to explain to me why xyz pokemon is actually the most/least/best whatevertype pokemon because it's based on this or that: i don't care. that's not why we're here. we're judging books by their covers today

Normal Type

Most - Herdier: This is just a regular ass dog, which may be considered one of the normalest things on the planet. It doesn't get much more normal than this, folks.

Least - Arceus: If i saw this thing it would be one of the least normal days of my life.

Best - Skitty: This is just a perfect design, there isn't anything bad you could possibly say about it and if you tried I'd hit you. Look at that face. ^_^

Worst - Castform (Normal): It looks like either a pair of balls or casper with a fat rack and in either case it's just kind of unappealing to look at.

Grass Type

Most - Shaymin (Land Forme): Although 'grass' a type represents all plant life, I am choosing to interpret it literally here. Shaymin is the grassiest of all grass pokemon, and although this is not part of the criteria, it is also very cute so lets all take a moment to appreciate that

Least - Kartana: this is an origami swordsman bug thing which to me isn't really Grass at all. I do love the design but it's not very grassy. yeah paper comes from plants but gun to my head i would have not guessed grass type for this pokemon in top 3, maybe not even top 5.

Best - Wo-Chien: I just think this guy represents a ton of pokemon design philosophy at its best. It has a very strong sense of color, good use of shape, is just a tiny bit strange, and most importantly is a kind of Creature i would like to hang out with

Worst - Calyrex: The more realistically proportioned hare head with the strange body does NOT work for me. I'm not mad about the massive berry on top at all but why the perfectly round torso? Why the stubby little arms? Why the noodle legs with the thigh high boots? I think you could fix this one pretty easily ultimately but it really needs fixin

Water Type

Most - Wailord: Although there is no actual water in wailord's design, the mere presence of a whale implies the necessity for an amount of water that is almost as catastrophically overwhelming in its absence as its presence.

Least - Palkia: Other than looking like an anthropomorphized speedboat palkia is not particularly aquatic in its nature

Best - Lapras: There's a lot of great water pokemon designs but i think lapras is firing on all cylinders. Really a classic pokemon design.

Worst - Quaquaval: There are a lot of pokemon that are uncomfortably anthropomorphic and there have been since gen 1. It's not something I'm against in concept at all and it's produced some of my favorite pokemon designs of all time. But unfortunately when it flops it flops hard. Seriously, what are these proportions? Perfectly fine idea for a pokemon just executed with shocking inelegance.

Fire Type

Most - Gigantamax Cinderace: This is simply the most amount of fire you're getting in a fire pokemon. Biggest bang for your buck

Least - Blacephalon: Another ultra beast design that is, as a design, excellent, but i would not be able to guess the typing on the first try if you put a gun to my head

Best - Chandelure: What if a haunted chandelier was your friend. Enough said. This thing just rules

Worst - Cinderace: Everything I said about quaquaval is equally true here.

Fighting Type

Most - Machamp: He's a wrestler with four arms this is as fighting as fighting gets

Least - Meditite: This is a small child in an open, peaceful stance. I sense no violence here. If he were to fight, he would have been provoked.

Best - Mienshao: effortlessly elegant design that conveys the aesthetics of martial arts and combines it with the simplified animal anatomy and strong shape language that represents pokemon at it's best

Worst - Gurdurr: This entire line is profoundly uncomfortable to me but the prominent near-bursting veins and inexplicable hourglass figure are at their worst here.

Flying Type

Most - Altaria: This is a bird made out of clouds, which is the most flyingest a thing could be.

Least - Shaymin (Sky Forme): This dude doesnt look like its feet are getting off the ground anytime soon if i'm being quite honest

Best - Sigilyph: Great example of what flying type can look out when you branch away from simple birds. The stranger and less organic feeling pokemon are collectively some of my favorite and i think sigilyph is one of the more effective ones.

Worst - Enamorus: 😬

Electric Type

Most - Xurkitree: The Exposed Copper Wiring Pokemon. Great stuff. Also a banger design on top of being the most. i love the ultra beasts

Least - Alolan Geodude: I understand the eyebrows and hair are supposed to be gatherings of lead sand but its still not giving electrivity. it just looks like a rock, one of the least electric things on the planet

Best - Rotom (All Forms): I wanted to put every rotom here but there was no way to arrange that easily. Just picture all the other rotoms here too. Rotom is awesome it's normal design is just cute and fun and then all of the other appliances are just a great concept.

Worst - Elektrike: Not unforgivably bad or anything but just kind of a design that doesn't convey a lot of information or have any appeal to it. Completely forgettable.

Poison Type

Most - Galarian Weezing: This guy is the most poisonous possible poison you could have. This guys hobby is global warming. This guy is dumping carcinogens into the river. And not just incidentally. He's ideologically motivated AND gets pleasure from it.

Least - Oddish: Not only do I not believe eating an oddish would poison me, i think oddish is healthy. I think it's good for you.

Best - Ivysaur: It's impossible to truly extract the nostalgia from my feelings towards the gen 1 pokemon designs but I think we can all agree. Ivysaur looks great

Worst - Eternatus: Does not even look like it belongs in the same franchise as anything else on this list so far. And on top of that, it looks stupid. 0/10. I do like the version of it that's an evil hand though.

Psychic Type

Most - Mega Alakazam: This dude looks like he should be airbrushed on a black velvet tapestry. I can't imagine anything more psychic than that.

Least - Exeggcute: Picking a least psychic pokemon was a hard one, because although we have some specific idea of what a psychic is, it's hard to say what one isn't. Ultimately, I don't think a handful of cracked eggs feels very psychic to me. I'm not sure what they feel like to me to be honest.

Best - Deoxys: Take a note, people, this is how you design a pokemon that's 'cool'

Worst - Necrozma: Take a note, people, this is not how you design a pokemon that's 'cool'

Ground Type

Most - Dugtrio: Dugtrios presence in the area is synonymous with the ground. in the same way that wailord's existence comes with the implicit presence of huge amounts of water, dugtrio's existence comes with the explicity presence of The Ground, because it's part of the design. We will never know dugtrio in its entirety, we will only see as much of it as the ground lets us.

Least - Whiscash: That's a fish, it shouldn't be on the ground.

Best - Trapinch and Claydol: I really really wanted to avoid ties here but please indulge me just this one. These are two creatures that are perfectly made but each in its own distinct way.

Worst - Zygarde (Complete Forme): Overdesigned as fuckkkkkk

Ice Type

Most - Avalugg: This guy's ice.

Least AND Worst - Jynx: Not only is Jynx not particularly icy, changing the skintone was really not enough to redeem this design.

Best - Glaceon: There aren't any bad eveelutions. That said, glaceon isn't my favorite. However in the contect of ice pokemon I think it does a great job of using shape language and colors that feel icy without needing to actually resort to just chucking ice onto it. A lot of ice pokemon are either a little bit too on the nose or just outside of my taste bracket

Bug Type

Most - Caterpie: Very bug.

Least - Pineco: this is a pinecone with eyes, which is different from a bug.

Best - Leavanny: Look at that winning smile :)

Worst - Buzzwole: TOO SWOLE!!!!

Rock Type

Most - Onix: You may think it would have been geodude, who is just a rock with arms, but onix is actually just a rock with a face which is then attached to SEVERAL MORE ROCKS. That's as rock as it gets.

Least - Sudowoodo: You can't pull the wool over my eyes. That's a tree.

Best - Lunatone: What if the moon was kind of creepy and also your pet.

Worst - Terrakion: Think this motherfcukers just ugly

Dragon Type

Most - Mega Charizard X: We all know Charizard is a dragon but that's only sometimes true. When it's true, it's very true.

Least - Tatsugiri (All Forms): Why is a piece of sushi a dragon. I do support it don't get me wrong. But I'm not exactly following the throughline

Best - Rayquaza: I think sometimes the legendary pokemon end up in the Too Much category but I think rayquaza pushes riiight up against that edge without going over it.

Worst - Dracovish: Shitting on the mix and match fossilized pokemon feels kind of like low hanging fruit. I honestly think they're kind of fun in concept. But this just looks stupid

Ghost Type

Most - Haunter: Self explanatory

Least - Decidueye: A very fun design but it feels like its got much too life in it to be ghostly.

Best - Polteageist: I'm insanely biased because I love ghosts and have a teapot collection so when i saw they put a ghost in a teapot i was overjoyed and it became my favorite pokemon as a whole instantly.

Worst - Gholdengo: Looks like the mascot for a string cheese brand

Dark Type

Most - Guzzlord: Dark type in japanese is Evil type which certainly has different connotations. In either case, I think whatever it means for a pokemon to be dark or evil is embodied here.

Least - Scraggy: I don't think this guy is particularly sinister at all.

Best - Mega Absol: I'm just so charmed by mega absol because it is indistinguishable from the kind of thing a teen with a deviantart would have drawn. It's like an edgy emo fairy white haired anime boy angel sparkledog. But despite that it still has a lot of aesthetic integrity and manages to only be a bit over the top in a way i think it's suited for.

Worst - Mega Sharpedo: This cluttered design pretty much undoes anything that's successful about sharpedo's standard form

Steel Type

Most - Melmetal: the unrelenting metalness of this guy is not even tanted by any even vaguelt biological components

Least - Wormadam (Trash Cloak): Not a single visibly metallic part on this pokemon

Best - Magearna: A clockwork magical girl... what a great design. i love her. so cute. there's really strong competition in steel type though

Worst - Varoom: Something about this guy looks agonized to be alive. And I feel that agony too. It looks like a motorcycle that was in the process of being transmogrified into a creature but the process was incorrectly terminated halfway through and now it lives a cursed and painful existence.

Fairy Type

Most - Mega Diancie: this thing could give me a quest to save the world and i would listen to it

Least - Galarian Weezing: I also wanted to do no duplicates but once again I will ask you for my forgiveness. Clearly this thing is the least fairy fairy. Not only is it unfairy, I think it tortures fairies. I think it's the villain in a movie where a bunch of children have to rescue a gang of captured fairies who are being used to power a Pollution Factory. I think this things grinds fairies up into dust and uses them to line the rim of its cocktail glass.

Best - Klefki: Klefki is soooo fun. I feel like if klefki was a ghost pokemon it wouldn't hit the same way because the idea of a haunted keyring is fun, sure, but it's notwhere near as good as a Whimsical Enchanted Keyring.

Worst - Zacian: this thing could give me a quest to save the world and im not sure i would listen to it. man the legendary dogs are just kind of a mess aesthetically

Okay that's all of the types. I don't really have a way to end this post. Of course there are a bunch of really good designs and really weird and cluttered ones that I didn't get a chance to talk about but. Idk man I can't rate every pokemon design there's just too many of them. there you have it.

[thenexusofsouls]

Departure to the West (Mononoke Hime OST) - Cover by Eliott Tordo