#just my cousins reactions

[crimsonblackrose]

Went and saw the Barbie movie with my cousins. My little cousin was supposed to go with us but he’s been getting anxiety about doing things he really wants to do and getting sick from it so we had to turn around and take him home. Which was a bummer because he was so excited, he had come running down the stairs asking if his outfit was good for the Barbie movie, if it was pink enough. My older cousin bought us all drinks and I got this frozen slushie with cotton candy because it was their Barbie themed drink. It’s been a while since I’ve seen a movie with them and couldn’t tell honestly if my cousin was enjoying it because every once in a while she’d whisper “stop it”. I learned later that that was from pure joy. 🤣 Both my cousins ended up crying several times through the film. I was so pleasantly surprised by the amount of people wearing pink. The person who checked our tickets and directed us when we arrived looked like they stepped off a red carpet, all of the staff was wearing pink from pink shirts to pink cowboy hats, and so were the guests. Most popular pink item? Pink heart shaped sunglasses. I even spotted a goth on my way out who’d incorporated pink into their black ensemble. It was just fun. I baked the cupcakes that I’ve been avoiding baking. I just couldn’t bring myself to bake them. We went to visit my dad twice around my birthday before he passed, the weekend before and the weekend after and my step mom gave me this lemon cake mix and icing and said “Your dad wanted to celebrate but he’s not doing well so you can take this home and make it” and then...he didn’t make it to that next weekend so it’s just been sitting on a shelf for well over a year as I tried to determine when felt like a good enough time to make it. I put too much on this baking mix, arguably this last and only birthday gift from my dad. And I decided to bring it with me because this side of my family didn’t get to say goodbye. So I baked the mix into cupcakes and iced them and brought them out to my aunt and uncle’s house and made them promise not to eat all of them until my other cousin got to try it. My uncle ate a whole container. 🤣 Which is fine. My baby cousins also descended upon the cupcakes. The youngest of the group that was at the house looked up at me and held up a cupcake and asked me to eat all the icing off of it because he didn’t like icing, so I showed him the way I’d set up the cupcakes so that people who didn’t like icing wouldn’t have to eat any but so that the cupcakes wouldn’t dry out. The youngest ended up spending the night and I slept out in the refurbished chicken coop for the first time and as I was heading out my baby cousin was just sitting by himself in the living room in front of the TV playing with the flash light I needed to traverse the pitch black yard. He politely asked me to turn off the other lights, gave me the flashlight and I asked him if he needed anything from before I left and he said no. I have no clue if he got any sleep because he napped the entire next day. It was one of those moments where I realized how quickly children change. Because last time I was home which wasn’t even a year ago he was running and screaming through the house getting into everything and wanted all the lights left on and held very tightly to my hand. This time he was just like totally fine. Meanwhile I asked my aunt if there was anything I needed to know about sleeping in the coop and she told me nope. Only to find out the St. Bernard is a total terror when it comes to the coop. My aunt has a no dogs inside policy and my cousin told me the coop had just been professionally cleaned so I assumed that meant the dog was not allowed into the coop. So I made my way through the garden and across the yard to the coop taking in the stars and the moon and the bizarre sounds of the neighbors carrying over the fields, got in, figured out what light switches were to what, settled in and then there was a knock on the door. Mind you my aunt was passed out on the couch in the living room, my uncle had gone to bed, and my baby cousin is mildly scared of the dark. I’m surrounded by corn fields and in the boonies. No one should be knocking on the door to this chicken coop. But I left the outer door open and it had creaked in the wind, a nice little whine, and for a moment I wonder if something did happen and my baby cousin was spooked or had tried to come out and get me. But there’s no yelling my name ’s just this like scratching at the door and then a loud thump and I look out the window and there’s the St. Bernard looking at me barking and whining and pawing at the window. I hadn’t seen her on my trek out, so I’d assumed she’d gone to bed somewhere, maybe in one of the barns with the sheep and donkeys on a nice pile of hay or under the weeping tree she likes. I looked at her through the window and told her to stop and say no. Because again I think of my aunts no animal inside policy and she keeps barking and whining and then she takes off through the garden around the coop and tries a different window and it’s like I’m under siege and my brain is running through horror movie scenarios. Because how on earth had she knocked? Eventually she goes away and I try to sleep. There’s no bathroom in the coop and I eventually grab my flashlight and go back towards the house only for her to come bounding after me from the darkness. Which because I’m still spooked turns into a fun game of chase for her and me running towards the house like nope, we’re not doing this. I debated just staying inside and not returning to the coop but then thought, no, everyone literally raves about sleeping there. And generally my aunt and uncle sleep there all summer because it’s air conditioned and the AC in the house is either only on the first floor or only in the haunted spots so really what are my options? see if my little cousin is willing to let me share the giant caterpillar pillow to sleep on? So I go back, try to outrun the dog back to the coop but she knows now. She knows that I’m sleeping in there and unbeknownst to me that means she also gets to sleep in there. And I’m like okay, I can get that door open but I gotta shut that second door too because otherwise she will scratch at the door and it will creak something awful in the wind and as I’m trying to quickly get all these doors shut she barrels in and flops down on the floor and starts like rolling around in pure delight and I try and tell her to go but she’s a beast of a dog and I give up after like a good five minutes and go to bed deciding I’ll apologize to my aunt in the morning. And for over five hours I just sort of listen to her rolling around and making weird st. bernard slobbery sounds before at 5 am I hear her get up and approach the bed because it’s morning for her and it’s time for her to go so I get up and let her out and finally get some sleep making a mental note to tell my cousin that her st. bernard is a terror only in the single case of the coop. We waited until my cousin got back from meeting a friend to go to the pool and my aunt hunted desperately for something that wasn’t Bluey to watch. So I picked the second karate kid film which had my cousin staring at me in shock “There’s more than one?” to which I replied, there’s four and for a mildly hilarious conversation with my aunt who was shocked that I 1. enjoyed the karate kid. 2. That ralph macchio was the age he was in it. 3. That I’m not the only girl on the planet who likes the karate kid movies. 🤣 At the pool the babiest of baby cousins dove off the diving board for the first time. Which was like so fun because she’s got all these learn-to-swim floaties on and she was having a grand time jumping into her mom’s arms. And her older sister is also learning how to swim so I floated around in the deep end playing life guard while she dove to find these toys at the bottom of the pool. Which more or less meant that whenever she popped back up she panicked a little so I’d hold out a hand to her to grab onto until she caught her breath before she’d dive back down. I slept in the coop again last night, after watching a bunch of movies with my uncle and since my cousin and her family (st. bernard included) went home it was nice and quiet.

[coquelicoq]

obviously in homura matoba does natori a huge favor (though it also comes with perks for himself) but there's another way to look at it. if in miharu natori was offering to help matoba bear his burdens, it doesn't seem that matoba took him up on that. he sat on the bench of i hate my life and dissociated about it, because so much would have to be different for him to accept that offer in the way it was being offered. he would have to be different. but natori coming to him in the homura arc and saying i need you, now we're talking. other than when they first met and matoba said he was looking for people he can use, since he got to know natori what he's been saying is use me use me use me. but all natori has done is reject him, even when it clearly makes natori weaker and less able to meet his goals. as the clan leader matoba has so many people he can (and does) use. and the dynamic that he has with those people is not the one he wants with natori, nor the one natori was offering in miharu. but if natori uses him? that's different. that's a reciprocation of sorts, a bid for connection. that's natori reaching out and saying, i see you, i value you, we can be equals.

[teecupangel]

Nothing has made me feel like I'm Ezio more than watching people go crazy over coins I threw in the air as part of our New Years party.

[haru-chi]

don't you think it's funny how the answer that Seiji might desperately searching for about the mask might be with Shuuichi even if he doesn't know the importance of it himself ...

while the answer that Shuuichi was dying to know ever since he entered the exorcist world about his family might be with Seiji ...

but with the communication and wariness issues between the two they just never talk and knew xDD

[minivirgo]

my bf just told me that a couple of weeks ago while hanging out with his cousin, they were talking about philosophy and politics and my bf said he started getting into anarchism primarily because of me and my influence and his cousin was IN SHOCK and said "julie ???????? well NOW i need to have a conversation with her". i am insulted lol.

[pinkgrapefloyd]

oh my god. oh my god.

Cinderella Story (2004) AU for samtory. Tory working herself to death for her aunt instead of stepmom bc she needs college money. Sam trying to explain to her dad that she doesn't want to stay in California, but go to college in Princeton. they meet on a socials page for queer life on campus and start falling in love through text.

HALLOWEEN DANCE WITH COSTUMES!

SET IN THE VALLEY!

LIKE... ARE YOU JOKING

*cautiously sets it on the growing wip pile*

[asteralley]

the reaction to the kaishin stuff is actually getting annoying I'm staying away from detco until this dies down

[lesenbyan]

I was gonna see about writing that aphantasia post finally today

And then I had a racist (or ableist. Racist seems most in line) Uber driver

[dreamedfyre-a]

got era verse where she's dany's sister? ���

[likeabxrdinflight]

I am so sleep deprived and delirious lol but I still cannot believe I got the internship that I got. for safety and privacy purposes I don't think I can namedrop it, but trust me if I said the name, you'd recognize it.

and this kind of thing doesn't typically happen to me. like in terms of my academic achievement, I've certainly achieved. but always like...at the B-tier, you know? Like I'll have a high GPA but I'm never the valedictorian. I graduate magna cum laude, not summa cum. I get a nice scholarship at the lesser known state school and not the more competitive Big Ten school. I get into a PhD program but not a well known one (or one that provides a competitive stipend for that matter). B-tier. And I was always okay with that- you don't need a fancy Ivy League school on your degree to be a good psychologist or get a good job. a degree is a degree at the end of the day.

so when I applied for this more prestigious internship I knew it was a reach, and I never seriously considered that I would get it. I applied to a lot of other safer, smaller sites, thinking I'd more likely get one of those. Honestly I was honored that I even got an interview at this site, but genuinely I thought that was as far as it would go. like it was cool to be invited to the interview and that was good enough for me. so when I was waiting to hear where I would match I had fully written off this site as a serious possibility.

so to end up getting it is such...like I cannot emphasize enough how much this kind of thing does not happen to me. I never get these kind of A-tier, name-brand opportunities. this is wild. I can't believe I get to go home this summer and have the bragging rights for once.

[misspickman]

speaking of kon and family i am generally of the opinion that he never really puts a strict label on any of it because its more difficult than that, and something that is so core to his character is that he never had parents, but i will say its funny* how most people who say this are also the people who, when they see fans or dc call clark kons brother/cousin, cry about how labels make it less meaningful, theyre just family! and then turn around and call ma his grandma. so labels are only bad when clark is called something other than kons father right?

i think theres definitely merit to him never specifying who is what to him in this sense but i also think its kind of weird to refuse to acknowledge that ma and pa are his adoptive parents. like canonically. sure i still dont think its that simple and kon probably wouldnt just start calling ma his mom more than the word ma already implies, but its really obvious how much people HATE to acknowledge this or even consider it maybe even more than they hate it when clark is called kons brother/cousin. yknow like people got SO mad about kon referring to ma as his mom in that (bad) comic i saw people say its Worse than him being in a relationship with mgann..... like okay.... can u elaborate on that.. why is it worse exactly.... oh right it completely negates the possibility of clark being his father. right!

[bbqhooligan]

my cousins such a weirdo. shes got this weird tension to her, this look in her eye. like sure she takes after her evil ass father, as much as she hates him, but ive been feeling weirder abt her. she wants to connect with me, she wants to bump heads. she can feel i got that Arguer in me, but cant handle when i dish it out. she wants to annoy me and get under my skin obsessively, she wanna talk about me "lookin too manly whats goin on w that" in front of the entire family. she wanna be a big sister to me but im closer with her younger sister, who says she wishes they were closer with her older sister and on better terms. she is itching to play fight, always trying to initiate contact, hoping i lose my temper and grab at her, im always watching out for her in the corner of my eye. she wants me to want to meet up with her. we mostly seem as civil as all relatives. some people feel like bear traps that follow you.

[samarecharm]

hat & sunglasses?

I do have these, yes 😭

[psqqa]

the person behind me is having a whispered conversation with someone and their desk and my brain keeps trying to go down the path “oh no it’s because they’re talking about how much they hate me!” and i keep having to drag it back to the extremely obvious and fully rational “oh they’re trying not to disrupt anyone’s work, super appreciate them for that”.

like human brains are for real the dumbest, most terrified little animals in existence. calm the fuck down my dude our colleagues aren’t going to kick us out of the cave to fend for ourselves against the cold and sabre-tooth tigers.

[robinsnest2111]

one day I will address that weird fucked up feeling of not wanting anything romantic from anyone but feeling a soul shattering stab of jealousy(?) whenever someone I'm friendly with mentions they're in a relationship. makes me feel 'replaced' and unimportant(?). (WHY?)

rationally I know I shouldn't feel this way because wtf who the hell even does, this is hypocritical and utterly ridiculous bs. but still. I've always felt this way and idk how to make it stop.

[beheadable]

Might be getting sick, might be a dry night. Going to riot if I’m sick. Have an allergic reaction on my lips right now to, for like, a while now, likely citrus was either ham cooked with pineapple or the sparkling apple juice that I didn’t check the ingredients of