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[hannibal-is-my-comfort-show]

[manchesterau]

this is literally going to be me these next few days

[bmpmp3]

[daisychainsandbowties]

🫠 just signed off an email with bestCasper instead of,,um. putting in a paragraph break between those two and like… true, i am the BestCasper.

However,

[lilyrizzy]

From my own cloud: Daniel on the phone struggling to articulate the issues they're having (before anything is ever public)!

Sorry mate this is kinda different than what you asked for but it ran away with me... Hope you like it anyway! Thank you to @catofthecanals289 for helping me with the ending, ly girl

Cw: implied past trauma but like everything is so vague, nothing specific!

Calling home has always been like pressing on a bruise. One already turned yellow-green at the edges, the pain long gone and replaced with a dull ache. A reminder of hurt more than the real thing.

Outside on their balcony, the November night is colder than the temperatures Daniel usually subjects himself to, but inside Max is sleeping. Picturing his mum as her tinny voice chatters away in his ear, it's easy. Halfway across the world, sunny's on and feet up, his dad lighting the barbecue in the yard. Both of them warm, the way he hopes Max is too, buried in their bedsheets.

"How's Izzy, how's Isaac?" Daniel asks, running through all the obligatory questions. He's not uninterested in the answers, just- It's more that the answers never change. "How's Michelle? Dad?"

Everyone is fine, fine, fine, fine according to his mum, and everyone is more 'worried about you Danny'. Her questions are always the same as well. Is he eating enough, is he sleeping enough? Did he see the photo Michelle posted on 'the cloud thing,' and didn't Daniel think it was cute?

Except-

"Are you really not coming home for Christmas?"

The bluntness shouldn't startle him, not after years of living with Max, of more spent growing up with his mum.

You'd like each other, he thinks not for the first time, if you really got to know each other.

He kind of wants that more than anything. To explain Max in a way that would make her love him too, but he knows the eyes through which she sees Max are different to Daniel's in a way that's impossible to resolve.

If he knew how to, he'd explain that Max can drag a laugh out from the belly of him in a way that no one else can. Most of the time without even meaning to. That he's honest in a way that is very rarely cruel, and so when he does come out with some cutting remark you know it's deserved. That when he first moved Jimmy and Sassy into Daniel's apartment, he slept belly-down on  the floor in front of the sofa which Sassy hid underneath, hand holding a battered felt mouse out to her, so she will know of course, that this is home now.

That Daniel maybe thinks he knows what love, deep fucking life-changing love is because of Max.

"Yeah mum, I'm really not coming home for Christmas," he says instead because he also knows what it's like to listen to someone- Michael usually- wax poetic about their partner and think can't you just get to the fucking point already, mate.

There's a disapproving pause that Daniel uses to consider how dirty the grout between the tiles of their balcony is. To contemplate how and where he could hire a jet wash from, so Max doesn't have to do his workouts with Brad an inch away from what he is increasingly worrying might be black mould.

"I don't think it's very healthy, Daniel," she says evenly, and it's showtime if his full name is being used. "The two of you alone in you're apartment, no family, no-"

"Mum," he interrupts, the words muffled around the nail bed he's chewing on, "Max asked me to stay, I'm staying. It's not really up for like, discussion."

"Sweetheart, we just- Issac and Izzy were so excited to have you home."

He laughs, not mean or anything it's just- Funny.

"Come on," he tries, aiming for lighthearted but no doubt missing the mark enough to have him flaming out and into the boards, "you can't plead with me to leave good old bachelor Ric behind me and then throw a wobbler you guys are no longer number one."

"Can't you bring him home with you?" She tries stubbornly as ever, and Jesus what is that saying about men marrying people that are like their mothers?

"No," he says, shaking his head though she can see it. "Mum, please- He asked me for this. Don't try to make me feel guilty for giving it to him."

"He should think about what you want too, honey," she rounds, and it's a close call to Daniel throwing his phone off the balcony and into the sea, but- It's not fair. It's not her fault.

After all, there are other things he can't explain. How Max still flinches sometimes when Daniel reaches for him in bed, then says sorry so quickly in a miserable-sounding voice, it's like he believes he's running out of chances. Like he's not the fucking, heart line on Daniel's palm, the artery pumping his blood, or whatever else the shitty love songs on the radio talk about.

"He does mum, he-"

Rubber screeches against glass as the door behind him slides open, and before Daniel has even turned all the way around Max is saying his name like a question. Stood in the doorway in Daniel's too-big merch, he would look like every one of Daniel's romantic dreamings come to life if not for the tightness of his jaw, and the height of his shoulders.

"Hey baby," he says, voice softer than anything he's been using so far on the phone. He tries not to cringe. "Just talking to mama, is everything-"

"Can you come back to bed?" Max interrupts a little desperate sounding. Shifting from one foot to the other, he won't quite meet Daniel's eye. Instead, they focus on a spot behind Daniel, the shine of the inky sea in the moonlight most likely.

Daniel doesn't hesitate. He knows what Max's nightmares look like. Wishes he could siphon them from Max's brain into his own, one less hurt for Max to feel, one more way to know him better.

"Mama, I gotta go," he says, and he can hear her protests even as he presses the button to end the call.

In Daniel's arms, Max presses his face to the hollow of his throat, lips catching against the stubble there as he says, "sorry." Then, "I woke up and I wanted you here."

It's not always like that. Some nights, he wakes up from sweating and writhing and Daniel knows not to touch.

Now, he kisses Max's forehead, leads him back to bed and tells him the same as always.

"I'm always here, Maxy. Promise."

[idknotgonnapost]

okay i got the book (ttoi: the missing dosac files) and we finally know how to write ollie correctly

[setaflow]

A friend is trying very hard to convince me to start donating plasma (he gets a referral bonus if he signs someone up) and ngl the idea of using it to pay for less important things like books and art commissions is appealing if only for the fact that I get to say "Yeah I'm paying for this with blood money"

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

Hi. Sorry to bother you. Was just wondering if you were working on anything Ted lasso at the moment? I've been rereading all your works! They're my fav

Thank you for the ask, I'm always happy to take questions! Unfortunately I continue to be incapable of working on more than one fic at a time, and at the moment, the one fic is my original sci-fi novel Arson and Other Fires. That being said, I do have ~4 TL fics in various stages of planning and might either take a break between parts 1 and 2 of AaOF to work on them, or take another stab at doing the multiple WIPs thing once I'm free from the admittedly self-imposed torment nexus that is applying to PhD programs.

Here's what I have outlined for 5 times someone suspected something was up with Jamie, +1 time they said something about it:

One (season 1): who remembers their first drink of alcohol, anyway?

Two (2x03ish): Sam mentions he got the idea for the Dubai Air protest because his dad was upset the team had them as a sponsor, and suddenly Jamie's being... weird every time he gets a phone call from Ola

Three: Things are weird after Wembley. Isaac tries to be a good captain.

Four: In which Roy feels bad for slapping food out of Jamie's hand, and Jamie doesn't understand why

Five: Jamie's depressed and talkative

+One: Jamie comes back form Manchester with a manic energy and a head full of stories about his dad. Everyone else is alarmed

[fennthetalkingdog]

Hi my names Wander my pronouns are it,its

it says your an adult and i have never seen an adult therian before so i wanna tell you i'm really happy about that

i'm a therian my theriotypes are a brown wolf an a golden retriever

Hi!! Your pronouns are really cool, it/its are some of the best pronouns I've ever seen omg! And yeah, I'm an adult! A newly crowned one (I don't have to pay taxes yet hehehe) but an adult nonetheless. I can't really describe the feeling of being the first adult therian you've seen other than... feeling honored, I guess? I've definitely seen a ton of therian minors on here so I mostly added "adult" to my page so minors have a chance to not interact if they want, but I didn't realize I'd be one of the first few adult therians folks see! 🥹 But there are definitely a lot of other adult therians out there, even if they might be hiding a little! Therianthropy doesn't stop once you turn 18, lol.

Also also your theriotypes sound super cool! I know canines, and especially dogs and wolves, are super common but it always makes me happy to see another canine therian out there!

Sincerely, from a fellow dog therian,

Fennec <3

[ahuwhenua]

[ptsilencedhill]

after the university of Oregon student body began making showing up to the football games against the university of Washington with signs that said “Ted Bundy was a husky” I have no doubt that we will soon see “UW helped engineer the imploding OceanGate submersible”

[adhdheather]

I OFFICIALLY GOT THE JOB!!!

[thekidsarentalright]

was just writing an email to my prof and almost instinctively signed it off w "[my name] :3" bc how often i type the :3 as a default like punctuation help mefsdjnfs

[crownconstellation]

I forgot about that silent hope game! Is it good? Would you recommend it for rune factory fans?

i personally liked Silent Hope a lot! 🫶 (i did not finish it actually because i got distracted and my game backlog is terrible, but i liked it a lot from where i left off. need to go back and finish it.) it's a really charming little game with definite thought & effort into it, and i like both the cast / their designs and how everything plays. i do think the worldbuilding could use a little more cooking, though -- i want to know more about how they conduct themselves in a world without any form of proper communication! (how do they think in words, in a world without them? i've been wondering this since i first read the character descriptions on the website.)

i think my recommendation would depend entirely on how much you like RF's combat -- because this is pretty much pure dungeoncrawling (with some minimal aboveground crafting and tending-to-things), you've gotta really like buttonmash combat to enjoy this. and i love buttonmash combat so 🫶 if you also like buttonmash combat: then yeah, i would definitely recommend this to RF fans!

it stands on its own pretty well i think, but the RF easter eggs are definitely there and are fun to spot + really add to it as a nice bonus.

[maydazey]

such a shame annabel died before emailing became a thing . i think she would have really loved emailing people just for fun. give the woman an outlook account and let her do whatever she wants with it

[magentagalaxies]

losing my goddamn mind bruce mcculloch just started an email to me with the phrase "hello to my jess friend"