#listen...I cud go on

[princemick]

MICKLORE for dummies

here;s part 1 with his racing history

because over roc weekend people seemed to have gotten to know him a lot better so here's a bunch more of mick info that I deem as essential

so under the tab I will add a bunch of stuff that kinda break trough that introverted pr trained wall he has.

this will be broken into facts, quotes, moments and videos.

--enjoy--

Mickfacts:

he speaks, english, german, french and italian but beraly speaks italian and french because he doesnt feel comfortable enough with them

the f-2002 is his favorite of his dads cars

during a lot of 2022's off season he has been dirt racing in the states where he bascially races for as long as the car runs together with gina's bf (x) (x)

apperantly recognizes the italian anthem before the german

can't choose himself for a dream team so his dream team is michael and seb

couldnt choose between lewis and max in 2021 "because theyre both nice to me"

he used to play drums as a kid

his middle name is 'junior'

he is named after Mick Doohan (5x mtotogp champ) who used to live close to Michael who were really good friends and so him and Jack Doohan (f2 driver) have always been and are still close friends.

apperantly introduced himself to kevin when he got back to haas with 'suck my balls'

modified said off road buddy that he does mud racing with so it goes quicker then intended

he seems to have extra clothes with him at all times bc he borrowed an extra pair of pants and shirt to callum for their f2 podium celebration

his dad wanted him to study engineering (also interesting piece of related information: he said he would have become a biologist if not an f1 driver in this video)

he refers to his dog angie as his best friend

in F3 he won 5 races in a row. race 22 til 26 of the 2018 season.

he started doing champions for charity where he organizes a football match every year with a bunch of german sports players

mick denies it but this man has bleached his hair

Mickquotes:

"a bomb, a knife, a serial killer. I mean that comes all together so.."

"I mean if poeple ask me if I'm mick I usualy just say no. I learned that from my dad."

"can I eat this?" procedes to eat it

"you guys are gonna do pushuupss"

"can I go and pet it?? play fetch??"

"those cars are so shit"

"deutsche, german..WHA??"

"you sure??"

"my dad, my dad, my dad, my dad"

"I just wanna get to my dad"

"beep beep beep"

"I won f2 and f3 for a reason"

"you guys are fucking brilliant, FUCKING BRILLIANT! fucking hell- sorry for all the swearing guys"

"I have a problem with italian bread tbh"

"PTW man, PTW" (pwt means prove them wrong)

"so you have to be smooth, realise that its an old lady and treat it that way, take it easy and enjoy the ride"

"hmm, have you ever driven on the road blindfolded?"

"ah, I was fine" after crashing

"I'm glad it was you I was fighting against"

Mickvideos:

prema stranger things - where he bascially just shouts his ideas and is loudly jock and himbo coded

The 5 Second Challenge - him having to really quickly talk and think shows how he thinks really well aka himbo

The Taboo Challenge - where he has to explain something without using specific words

Seb And Mick Take On The Formula 1 Tower Challenge! - where Seb and Mick ask eachother questions as they play mega jenga

Mick and Dan at the 2021 russian gp presser - just wholesome

Mick and Sean cook pizza together - him being wholesome and happy and speaking italian

Prema Trivia Challenge - giving ultimate himbo rights

him hugging every haas mechanic after his last race w them

mick post Q2 in Canada

the groundhog video

Some minutes with Cyrus Watches: Mick Schumacher

The Texas Red Hot Sauce Challenge - shows his relationship with gary (his old race engineer) really well

Guess the Flavour: Japanese KitKat Taste Test - shows how weird mick is sometimes

Map The Track - himbo.

Mick celebrates with the team after first F1 points - hes so beloved

Gina and Crorinna's congrats after his first points

okay there's much much more, if you wanna get more into it I reccomend watching more of his prema and haas videos and just keep updated with him over his time at mercedes

dont be afraid to send me asks with questions or anyting!

and special thank you to 2/3 of the pillars of mickblr @acrosstobear and @schumaclerc for helping me out w some micklore and @stoffelvandoornegf for this post

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enhypen and their boyfriend types

genre/cw: bf!enhypen x fem!reader, fluff, like mega mega fluff, kissing & hugging, enhypen being out of their mind in love with you, literally so cutie patootie.

a/n: i thought of this at like 2am so be ready. i also tried a new layout for my work. if you want more content like this lmk!

heeseung 희승

heeseung is the type to never stop admiring you. you're on his mind 24/7. when you're next to him, he'd be staring at you the whole time. especially your lips. when you're talking, you always notice his eyes go down and come up, obviously looking at your lips. "if you wanna kiss me, just do it hee." even in a crowd full of people, he only has eyes for you. heeseung would even stare at the photo of you on the back of his phone. and sometimes he'll even space out thinking of you. "heeseung! dude, are you even listening?"

jay 제이

jay is the type to only let himself do all the work. like cleaning, washing dishes, cooking, and the laundry. he will absolutely not let you do anything of the sort, even if you try to. for example, one time you got up to start washing the dishes after dinner. but he literally sprinted towards the dirty dishes in the sink and started scrubbing. he refuses to let you do any work, because it's one of his ways of showing love.

jake 제이크

jake is the type to talk about you non-stop to his friends. he always brags about how beautiful and kind you are. and all the small details and habits you have. he will absolutely be kicking his feet, giggling, talking to heeseung and sunghoon about how you always pull your sleeve over your hands, creating paw sleeves. "she's just so cute and perfect!" it's to the point where his friends just ignore it or get annoyed at how much he talks about you. but he he can't control it. it's a habit now.

sunghoon 성훈 

sunghoon is the type to always be texting you when he isn't with you. he never wants to stop talking to you, so when he isn't with you, he chooses texting or calling or even facetiming. instead of it being annoying, it's actually very cute. he would say things like "schedule is so boring, i'm soo excited to see you soon." or "i miss you soo much baby." and i mean 24/7. half of the time he isn't with you, he's looking down at his phone, texting you.

sunoo 선우

sunoo is the type to always know when you aren't feeling comfortable or happy. he instantly knows when you feel down or not yourself. and he will do anything in his power to fix it. like when you embarrassed yourself in front of other people amd you felt really stupid. he tried to switch the topic of the conversation and told you that you weren't stupid after. or when you got a paper cut, he bandaged it up, gave you a million kisses, and watched your favourite movie. he just knows you too well.

jungwon 정원

jungwon is the type to be shy about pda, but will always, privately, show his affection in hugs, kisses, and cuddles. in public, the most he will do is hold your hand or give you a peck on the cheek. but when your at home or alone with him, he will never stop hugging or kissing you. he's always leaning on you or cudding you. but he especially gets shy when his friends tease him about you. if he's with you, he'll snuggle his head into your shoulder when he's embarrassed or shy. you find it cute how shy he is in public and he always apologizes for it because he feels that he doesn't show enough love in public. so he makes up for it privately.

niki 니키

niki, similar to sunghoon, is the type to always want to be with you, but it's 100% worse. like i mean he's with you at ALL times. he's so clingy to the point where he's your shadow. wherever you go, he goes. it's to the point where you would even need to go to the bathroom, but he also wants to come with you and accompany you. obviously you refuse. but when you open the door to get out, he's standing right there, right in front of the door, all pouty and waiting for you. he's just so cute.

@polaroidbills please DO NOT copy, plagiarize, or repost any of my work.

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Dethklok Agere HCs: Toki Edition

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I originally was going to do all of the members together in one post, but I realized after Toki that it was going to be obnoxiously too long for all five. So, I'm splitting them up into each member. Obviously, I had to start with my main man, Toki 🧸!

Everything is below the Keep Reading tab.

Toki

(My son, my pookie bear, my darling, my sunshine, my sweetheart, my Swiss cheese, my BABY!)

🧸 First, I think his age range is pretty narrow but the ages he falls into are drastically different headspace wise. Meaning, I think he can fall between a 2 to a 4, but how he acts as a 2 year old is a lot different than a 4 year old, so it's important to figure out what his headspace is before doing something.

🧸 Toki is a hitter!!! He canonically hits people in the show for attention and even hits Pickles in AOTD in the church. Having Toki show signs of realistic trauma-based regression is just so important to me, it makes me crazy! The boy is not well but he is working on it.

🧸 Speaking of which, Toki requires the most support regressing than any of his bandmates. He needs constant support from either the band (Pickles) or Charles (Listen, he never left in my eyes. THOSE ARE HIS BOYS, HE COULDN'T JUST LEAVE THEM!) Whether this means just babysitting when he's regressed and chilling or actively helping him complete physical or emotional tasks. He needs a lot of support in his regression.

🧸 Out of all the members, Toki's regression is the most recognized as age regression by the general, uneducated public. It's very obvious age regression. I say this because I think some of the other members regression is not recognized as regression at first glance, especially by outsiders. (Of course, within the band, they all know each other well enough to spot the signs.)

🧸 He wants to put everything in his mouth. The remotes all have screws in them now where the batteries are located and Pickles is constantly holding Toki's hands to keep them from grabbing stuff.

🧸 He utilizes supplies in his regression the most out of everyone in Dethklok. I honestly believe that Toki can go anywhere between baby bottles to an open cup (supervised), so his supplies are diverse and plentiful. I personally see him utilizing stuffies, specific clothes for regression, (canon) ear muffs, pacifiers, child friendly cutlery, child friendly arts and crafts, sensory supplies, and so many other odds and ends.

🧸 From what we see in AOTD with Pickles carrying a large duffle bag (alluding that it's for Toki), I do think that Toki uses diapers. HEAR ME OUT! I don't think it's all of the time, but I do think that if Toki regresses far enough, it would become a necessary part for him. (Homie is traumatized.) Pickles just knows what's up and is ready to care and defend his Norwegian baby brother.

🧸 He needs attention ALL OF THE TIME! Even if he doesn't necessarily want someone to be in his space, he still needs to know that they are available for him 100% of the time. (Playing by himself but won't let you leave the room without crying.)

🧸 Oh, he is the biggest crier in Dethklok (Skwisgaar is the second). He will cry if he hurts himself, he'll cry if he just finished his last piece of dinner he liked, he'll cry if he doesn't want someone to stop cuddling him. But he also cries over a lot of things he doesn't understand, like being triggered by sounds or phrases. The sound of a whip and an actual whip are not allowed on Mordhaus because of how scared Toki gets when he sees/hears one. (Aslaug, when I catch you, Aslaug.)

🧸 He will utilize his big blue eyes for treats. Do not be fooled, he's already gone to everyone in the band for the same treat and got one from them already. (Charles won't budge but he's gotten close.)

🧸 Loves to cuddle. Loves to be held. I mean, is this really a HC anymore, of course Toki loves to cuddle and be held. He's cuddling while playing, he's cuddling watching TV, he's cuddling while sleeping, he's cuddling while eating. He'll cuddle on the toilet if you let him. Nathan is the person Toki goes to the most for these cuddles because he's large, soft, and has a low bass rumble in his chest when he speaks that puts Toki to sleep instantly.

🧸 He can only play independently but wants to play with others. He just doesn't know how to do that yet. Pickles and Murderface have tried to join in on play time but it stresses Toki out too much. I HC this because Toki had no control over his environment as a child, so playing is a way for him to have that control. By having someone join in, it's inviting the inevitable that they might take over his environment. That alone makes him stressed because play time was the only time as a child that Toki had any control in, so it's going to be hard letting people in when he's regressed.

🧸 He is the bubble bath connoisseur. When he's big, he is spending time looking for new bubble baths, bath bombs, toys, all kinds of shit. He loves bath time, it's his favorite part of the day when he is small. It depends if Toki needs supervision/the level of supervision for bath time when he's small. He can go from needing help every step of the way to only needing help filling the tub and getting in and out. I do think he would love to have his hair played with and washed. To me, this is a Skwisgaar or Charles job. Pickles has tried but he's almost bald with dreads and has no idea how to wash hair anymore.

🧸 The lore he has with his stuffies is long, complex, and gory. He will NOT explain it though, it's too much of a hassle.

🧸 Speaking of, Toki does have very disturbing tendencies while regressed due to his trauma. I like to think he draws and colors a lot of his abuse and shows them to the band. I also think, while regressed, he falls into old fears about being punished, so if he does something that was "breaking the rules" when he was actually a child, he will completely spiral and hurt himself somehow. He also won't say anything if he is hurt because his injuries used to never be a big deal or were "deserved". Same thing with eating and drinking, he won't do them if he feels like he did something bad. I also think he "punishes" himself by stripping himself of his shirt and pants and laying somewhere cold (under a fan or on bathroom tiles), to mimic the feeling of the "Punishment Hole". The band is closely working with Dr. Twinkletits to keep tabs on all of this.

🧸 On a happier note, he loves to follow Skwisgaar around when he's regressed, and Skwisgaar doesn't mind too much. (He loves being Toki's favorite and gloats about it all the time to the other members.)

🧸 Stares. He loves to just look at people. It scares the band sometimes until they realize they can stare back and make Toki laugh.

🧸 He's a thumb sucker. I know it in my heart that he's sucking away on his grimy little thumb and Pickles is always yelling at him to get it out of his mouth. This only works half of the time because Toki just loves his thumb too much.

🧸 When he's too little to talk, he makes a lot of huffs and puffs to get his point across. Gets progressively less coherent the sleepier he gets.

🧸 He gets nightmares. Just like when Toki isn't small, he is plagued by nightmares. But, I do believe that if he goes to bed regressed, the daily activities ease him enough that he doesn't get them nearly as much or as bad as when he's not regressed.

🧸 He uses a nightlight. It's in the shape of a kitty head and casts a kitty shadow on the wall. His name is Elin.

🧸 Toki loves arts and crafts and usually has to have someone supervise him when he's in creating mode. (He will eat the uncooked macaroni and then get upset when there's none left to make his pictures.) He is no longer allowed unsupervised access to glue as he keeps trying to eat it. Scissors, he has no problem with.

🧸 Toki is known for some pretty explosive tantrums, which Pickles and Nathan have tried very hard to work Toki through so he doesn't end up hurting himself or others. He is known to hit, kick, bite, spit, and swear when he's upset. But a lot of it is superficial. Toki isn't aiming to hurt anyone or himself, he's just expressing his frustration in a physical manner that can harm people. He gets more upset after the tantrum when he realizes what he's done. The band can't be but too mad at him, he isn't in complete control. They've learned to help Toki work through his tantrums the best they can.

🧸 The band is not allowed to ignore Toki when he's regressed because that has been identified as a trigger for a tantrum. However, Toki has and can be put in 10-minute increment time outs to calm down from a fit or if the band needs to address someone else first. (Like, if Toki punched Skwisgaar in the nose, Toki knows he's not suppose to do that, so he gets put in time out while Skwisgaar gets his nose checked out.)

🧸 Murderface loves to teach Toki when he's regressed because he will sit and listen to him about everything. EVERYTHING! Even the most boring war battle facts, he will sit and listen. Pickles is a little worried about this because Toki is even more impressionable when he's regressed. He doesn't think Murderface would take advantage of Toki like this, but he isn't a fool. (Murderface would but only small things, like picking dinner plans.)

🧸 Murderface is also the only one that can play with Toki one-on-one the longest before it stresses Toki out. Murderface's improv during play time is funnier and more creative than the other members, but when it becomes too much improv, that's when it stresses him out and they have to stop. But before that, Toki is having the time of his life.

🧸 Toki refers to Pickles and Nathan as Mamma and Pappa. I believe that Toki had to refer to his parents in Norwegian as Mor/Far (Mother/Father) all of the time, but in English he just calls them Mom/Dad because it's easier to say. But Mamma and Pappa are informal terms and mean a lot more to Toki role-wise. They're like badges of honor. They earned those names by being the caregivers they are, before and after AOTD.

🧸 He wants all of the kisses! Forehead kisses, cheek kisses, head kisses, bed time kisses, good bye kisses, good morning kisses, hello kisses. He craves physical affection. And every time he gets a kiss, he stims happily. I also think he rubs that part of himself that got kissed because it "tingles" and he has to touch it.

🧸 After discussing whether Toki would use a crate or not, I think I like the idea of him having a permanent pillow fort in the corner of his room for when he wants some alone time the most. Or to decompress. Or if he's tired and wants to nap. Though, I am still down with the dog crate idea. Or the little kiddy tent! I love them all, honestly!

🧸 They have a playground installed on Mordhaus just for Toki. He loves the swing and will swing (or be pushed) for hours if you let him. He has gone through multiple swings in a short amount of time because of how much he swings. (This is projection. I have broken 4 swings due to swinging so much.)

🧸 Skwisgaar has inside jokes with Toki when he's small and only in Swedish. Toki giggles so hard when he gets a chance to whisper one of them to Skwisgaar that he almost cant get them out.

🧸 Toki has a bed time routine that he has to follow when he's small (with the help of his bandmates) because it helps him regulate his emotions and builds structure. The routine is simple: brush teeth, brush hair, wash face, go potty, get changed, pick out a bed time story, climb into bed. Nathan is the official bed time reader, but the band is usually with him when he's falling asleep. He needs his goodnight kisses otherwise he will be upset.

🧸 Toki loves having sleep overs in the other guys rooms. He loves Nathan's rooms the most because of the aquariums (low sensory, calming, general interest), then it's Murderface's because of the different devices in his room (low simulation and attention, general interest), then it's Skwisgaar's room because he has the window so he can see all the stars at night, then it's Pickles room. However, Pickles room is the coziest in Toki's opinion because Pickles is there, and he loves Pickles very much. He knows on one is going to get him in Pickles room.

🧸 Skwisgaar knows very little on how to cook, but the times he does cook, he utilizes Toki as a taste tester for his dishes. They have similar pallets, so Toki can accurately depict the dishes intended taste. Skwisgaar always sets him on the table and spoon feeds him whatever he is cooking (usually soup or stew) and asks for his opinion. Toki loves it and always asks for Skwisgaar to feed Deaddy Bear too.

🧸 Toki's age regression is public knowledge. He is unable to control when he regresses, so he has public appearances where he is regressed. This unfortunately meant that Toki had to address it to the press, despite Toki feeling uneasy about answering questions. They all know that the press love to ask intimate and personal questions, even if it makes him uncomfortable. The band and Charles were off to the side supporting him through out the whole press conference. After the initial interview, Charles would be the only one answering questions about Toki's regression, so that 1) Toki wouldn't have to do it and 2) Charles can't be bullied into giving out too much private information on the matter, he's a professional. This was greeted with mixed results at first but gradually turned positive as more information was readily understood by the public.

🧸 The Dethmoms have wavering opinions about Toki. Anja does not acknowledge it, or at least tries very hard not to acknowledge it. Toki does become scared around her when he's little and she knows that. Stella thinks most of it is made up and he's just looking for attention, but she does not outright ridicule Toki to his face. She'll play along for the sake of keeping him quiet. Servetta does not have an opinion either way, but she does like to dote on him from time to time (head pats, petnames) when she's able to get him to do something for her. Molly does not like it one bit and will not play along. She has gotten mad at Toki before and has "called him out" for it, but only to be met with 0 back up (Stella understands enough that Toki isn't her child, so it's not her place to call him out, only Anja's.) Rose is the only one in the group that absolutely adores Toki. She's read every book, every blog post, every piece of literature to try and make herself a safe space for Toki. Toki in return looks forward to seeing Rose and will ignore everyone in favor of her. Rose gives him all of the sugary sweet lovings that the boys can't quite give him, so they let him be coddled and coo-ed at from her. (Nathan isn't jealous of this at all.)

🧸 Toki has been known to hang out with Charles while he works. Sometimes he's as quiet as can be, completely oblivious to whatever Charles is doing. However, Toki has sat in Charles lap before just wanting to cuddle while Charles is on a phone call or web meetings. He has made multiple appearances during zoom meetings of just cuddling Charles or sleeping on his shoulder. The other members of the meeting have taken a regressed Toki in a meeting as a "Good Luck Charm" for whatever future endeavors they are about to talk/negotiate/revise about. They've even moved meetings forward/backwards with future partners when Charles has Toki in his lap because they have so much faith in his "Good Luck Charm" ability.

🧸 Charles has a board in his office just for drawings that the band has made while regressed. 95% of them are Toki's drawings though.

🧸 Abigail is still a big part of Toki's life, both regressed and not. I believe after the Metalocalypse, Abigail and Nathan did have a serious conversation about everything where Nathan apologizes for his behavior. Abigail accepts and the group + Abigail form a friendship. But a lot of it is between Toki and Abigail, where Abigail is able to take care or calm Toki down much easier and much faster than any one of them. Toki will wake up from nightmares demanding to call her to make sure she's ok, which she always answers. She understands Toki very well, and most of their time spent together is in quiet tranquility. He mainly just wants to cuddle with her and rest, sometimes babbling about stuff but most of the time is quiet. He finds comfort in her and she will lend him something that smells like her to calm him down if need be.

🧸 It's common to leave baby's outside to nap in Scandinavian countries like Norway and Sweden. When Toki wants to nap, he will ask to go outside and sleep on a blanket, which the band allows. However, when he wants to do it during the winter where there is snow, the band argues back with him, except Skwisgaar. He has to tell them that this is completely normal for Scandinavian children. He buys Toki the appropriate wear clothes and sleeping bag, and lets Toki take a nap outside in the snow. Skwisgaar will either join him or be near by to calm the rest of the bands nerves, especially Pickles.

🧸 Very very very few klokateers are allowed to care for Toki in the place of the band or Charles. Out of all of the klokateers, these people have to go through an extensive and grueling interviewing processes to get the position. Toki knows exactly who these klokateers are and understand that if Charles allows them to care for him, then they can be trusted. These klokateers also have the most amount of pressure on them. While their position won't kill them like other positions, if they betray the trust of Charles by hurting Toki, they are signing themselves up for a world of pain unlike they have ever known. Death would be too kind for those who hurt Toki when he is small.

🧸 Toki is also a biter. He likes to bite and nibble on people for attention. It doesn't hurt unless he uses his canines.

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Ok, that's all for now! I hope you enjoyed these as much as I enjoyed putting them down. Obviously, my word isn't law so if you HC Toki differently than any of these, it's all good. In fact, I wanna read about them, lol! So yeah, thanks xxx

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Hello!

Can we have a lil smut piece with reader domming Dragunov? Something about this big guy being under reader's mercy is making me go wild. (Ignore this if it's not your cup of tea🌼)

My little soldier (Sergei Dragunov x reader SMUT)

(ok you listen to me, THIS is my cup of tea, you are now my best friend ) get ready for some FILTH (I will write both male and female versions when it comes to penetration, gotta be fair, Sergei's gonna get RAILED)

To the world and all those who see him, Sergei was the angel of death, a man feared by many for his skill and the overall fear he brings just by the mere mention of his name alone could bring even the most experienced soldier to their knees.

But whenever he's home with you, or in his office, or even in the bathroom, he's putty in your arms, the way you control him with how good you feel, how your hands slowly tease his cock with a smirk, staring at the withering mute man under you, his breath quick with anticipation and desire, all while you slowly antagonize his aching cock, it's needy for you and already leaking of pre-cum.

The moment you think you wanna tease him a bit more, letting go of his cock and pressing small and light kisses all over his toned and burly body, you're half his size and he's a hissing mess, hickies all over his body by the time you slip his now rock hard and leaking cock into your mouth, slow, sensual, and euphoric licks and kisses, from time to time grazing your teeth against his cock lightly, relishing on how you had Sergei in a way no one would ever see or hear, a withering and moaning mess, just as you like him.

(AMAB VER) Sergei's mind is in the clouds by the time you stand up, hovering over him, smirking as you lick and suck on his neck before pulling away and suddenly shoving your own cock into him before Sergei could even so much as think you were already reminding him who he belonged to with how you thrust in and out of his hole, the pace was brutal and fast but the look on his face was worth it every time, holding his waist as you slammed into him, the grip you had was so tight it could causes bruises, but god, Sergei looked beautiful, hair a mess, his face flushed, and broken and shaky moans, to overstimulate him, even more, you stroke his cock once more, instead of in a slow and teasing pace you were stroking him quickly, continuing as the sounds of skin slapping, moans from both of you by the time you cummed in him, Sergei's second orgasm sudden came as his cum shot out, watching your lover pant heavily, staring in a daze as you chuckle and clean him up with your tongue before cuddling with him

(AFAB VER) Sergei's mind is in the clouds by the time you stand up, hovering over him, smirking as you lick and suck on his neck before pulling away stroking his cheek with a smile as you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock, the sound of your pussy clenching him already having him near the edge, you were already panting with how his girthy cock felt before Sergei could even so much as think you were already reminding him who he belonged to with how moved yourself up and down, bouncing on his cock, the pace was brutal and fast but the look on his face was worth it every time, hand on hs chest you leaned forward and sucked, licked, and biting his chest and nipples, god, Sergei looked beautiful, hair a mess, his face flushed, and broken and shaky moans, his hand gripping the sheets as you continued to bounce on his cock, as the sounds of skin slapping, moans from both of you, your pusy clentched onto his cock so well as you praised him, panting yourself wth how good you feel, watching your lover pant heavily as you felt his cum filling you up as you came wth him, continuing wth a few more bounces, the filthy sounds were enough to send you over the edge, Sergei was staring in a daze as you chuckle, removing his cock from your pussy with a whimper wth the sudden emptiness and both your juices leaking as you began to clean him up with your tongue before cuddling with him

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Listen, I know AUs where Jaskier always regenerates after he dies are usually sad and angsty and piny, but can we also talk about the possibility of abject hilarity?

Like, imagine Jaskier dying in completely dumb ways. Falls on his own dagger, wanders off a cliff or right into the maw of a monster, gets trampled by his own horse after its stung by a wasp, ect. And of course Geralt is stricken at first. Mourns a little. Gives Jaskier's corpse a little kick with a grumble of idiot.

If Jaskier's body is intact enough he regenerates where he died, but if not he regenerates in the soil of Lettenhove, claws his way out of the dirt and sits in the flowers to wait for his Witcher.

Scrambles upright when Geralt slips off Roach, stalking towards him with blazing eyes. "Now, now! Let's not be too hasty in, ahhh, our reunion! I'm still feeling a little fragile. Geralt? Geralt. Put that—Geralt, put down the sword!"

Geralt shaking Jaskier until his teeth rattle. Cuffing him upside the head, calling him a good for nothing cud. He told Jaskier to never run with his dagger pointed that way. Told him not to walk too close to the edge. Told him not those kelpies weren't friendly.

"The next time you die, bard, I'm going to kill you myself." "Now, you must admit its humorous you can say that." "Jaskier."

Even better if Jaskier dies at Kaer Morhen somehow. Perhaps even the first time the others meet him. Drops dead in the courtyard because he thought the purple berries were edible or something. All of the others are horrified, flock to Geralt, who doesn't even look up or stop eating his morning pie. Shrugs and grunts at the news or sight.

"Eh, he'll be fine." "...Geralt. He's dead." "Uh huh. Has he pissed himself? He's always mortified when he pisses himself." "...What."

IM SO SORRY THIS HAS SAT IN MY INBOX FOR MONTHS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

A bandit has jaskier at knifepoint to get Geralt to hand over coin but Geralt knows he'd come back so he's just like.

"okay. do it."

And even though JASKIER knows he'd just come back he's still like

">:0 you BRUTE you BRUTISH BRUTE YOU"

"you would come back."

"ITS THE PRINCIPLE."

And eventually the bandit just lets go and Leaves and jaskier doesn't even notice because he's too offended

[starry-slithers]

The Three Broomsticks

Cariad x Riz (Mc x Mc). Slight background Poppy x Sylvan

Summary: For a fun Friday night , the gremlins and significant others decide to go to the three broomsticks. They’re the gremlins so obviously chaos ensues

note: no beta we die like Fig

(ily @rene-hl-trashcan)

She’s only had two drinks. She can’t be drunk already, right? That’s a new breed of lightweight. But slurred speech and her obvious clinginess we’re her typical signs of intoxication. She clearly hadn’t inherited her fathers Irish drinking abilities.

“Mmm…Love you Riz….” She mumbled into his neck which she’d been previously kissing. “Darling, you’re drunk…”

Riz hadn’t drunk all night out of concern for his fiancé. She was naive, social, far more confident. But at least she was all over him and not wandering around anywhere. Poppy seemed to be having a similar situation with a very affectionate Sylvan. He was cuddling her tight and practically enveloping her small frame. Clearly he’d spent too long looking at them because Cariad had hauled herself into his lap (looking very proud of herself, almost like a toddler in their fathers lap) And smearing her lipstick all over his face in messy kisses. “C’m dance wiv me.” She said, her voice slurred but her eyes were surprisingly steady.

“Honey…I don’t want you to fall over…” he said gently, stroking her hair and twirling it around his gloved finger. She tugged his sleeve. “I won’t, I’ll be fine.” He said, sliding off his lap and pulling his hand. He sighed and let himself be dragged along. She put one hand on his shoulder and a gloved hand in the other. His hand found it’s way to her waist, mainly to keep her steady but she, for some reason, didn’t need it. He knew sober Cariad would almost definitely do this- she loved dancing. But drunk Cariad seemed a lot more confident in her actions. She was spinning and laughing and stroking his cheek. Eventually, she broke away from Riz and hopped onto a damn table. “My dear, get down from there.” Riz pleased, holding his arms out to catch her. But she didn’t listen. She may not have inherited her fathers heavyweightidness but she had certainly inherited his nack for Irish dancing. The girl was a natural. Her hair was falling out of its green ribbon pigtails, her hips swayed to the music and her heels clicked against the hard wood of the table. He was impressed. But he was still in charge of making sure she wasn’t hurt while she was in this state. He caught sight of Mildred running her finger across the rim of a cocktail glass with Ominis’ head on her shoulder.

Part of the bar was watching Cariad. He hated the way some men were whistling at her. God, he pitied Poppy- having to take care of both Sylvia and Sylvan while he was struggling to just take care of his beloved. When she neared the edge of the table, he swept her off her feet and scooped her bridal style into his arms. She immediately snuggled into him with a content smile before crashing and snoring softly into his coat. He saw Poppy sat in a booth, Sylvan snuggled into her and Sylvia sleeping on him. His lip quirked upward at the sight. Riz went to the counter and payed for the tab, everyone else had just payed as they’d drank, before herding up the gremlins and coaxing them out. Thank god that Poppy was a babysitter or else they wouldn’t have had enough kiddy leashes for everyone. Mildred didn’t exactly need one as she was tipsy, not drunk, but they’d decided it was best to put one on Sylvan, scared he’d wander. What they were more concerned about was how to manoeuvre the sleeping Sylvia and Ominis. Sylvan was leaning on Poppy. Mildred could try and have Sylvia lean on her. But that just left the blind slytherin boy. Riz sighed and cast Levioso on the boy so he’d drift behind them. They all left and crashed in the Room of Requirement (Riz had never been so grateful for Floo powder) and tucked the drunks into bed. Sylvan insisted on grabbing Poppy and pulling her into bed with him before cuddling her in a death grip. Riz carefully set Cariad down in bed and kissed her forehead.

“Goodnight my gorgeous love.” He whispered against her skin before caressing her cheek tenderly and retreating to his own bed, being a gentleman and not wanting to disturb his lover.

edit: there were so many mistake I just fixed them

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Fanfic Ends

Finallyyyyyy (I started an epilogue ya'll I can't let them go)

For now, at least, at LAST, the last part of my ShanexOC Stardew Valley Fanfic

Misery Loved Company

ShanexOCFarmer (♀️) 18+ -

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 • Part 8 • Part 9 • Part 10

Look at my farmer and her husband at his favourite festival what a goober omg who likes eggs that much - she says holding her oversize novelty boiled egg dressed in her gudetama pyjama

I'll show you my oversized novelty boiled egg once.

I was listening to this the whole time.

Especially: love letters - teatime at the cottage - lonely waltz x passacaglia - the fairy - picnic in the meadows - spring - a white dress - butterflies and dandelions

With spring mostly on repeat I must admit.

Anyway that's not why you clicked the cut:

‘Shane, what’s taking you so long? We’re going to be late!’

Barely awake, last sip of coffee lingering on his tongue, Shane forces himself into his clothes. He could certainly benefit from buying a new suit, but this one still fits. Why bother. He wins the fight against his trousers and turns to the mirror. His only white shirt has a stain of sauce. A short lament. He will have to wear the tie after all and pray it will hide the stain at least a little. Now to remember the damn knot.

‘Shane!’

‘In a minute!’

Shane promised his aunt he would make an appearance today after she stated, nicely, how fed up she was by “everyone” asking how her nephew was doing. He had a hard time imagining a single person caring, so “everyone” felt like a bit of a stretch. Nevertheless, there he was, already regretting his promise, while Marnie, who was done with clearing and cleaning the breakfast table, was slowly losing patience. He had managed to find excuses to avoid participating in big town events, sometimes at the last minute. This time she was not going to let him win.

Finally, the tie is on, crooked, and hides the sauce stain. With a smile, he figures it might have happened at his birthday dinner just a few days ago. Jas and Marnie had laid out his favourite food, and even put a bow on Charlie who had the best seat at the table. Shane’s grin deepens. He was grateful, even if showing it poorly. 

‘Uncle Shane!’

‘You tell him, Jas.’

A laugh. Things are not so bad.

He tries to fix his hair. Quickly gives up. A long exhale as he puts on his jacket, ready to go.

‘There he is!’ Sings Marnie. ‘You could have done something about your stubble.’

‘Marnie.’

‘It’s fine, it’s fine. You look great. Let’s go!’

To Jas’ delight, they are about to finally cross the doorway.

‘Oh just a minute.’

The little girl grumbles at her uncle who’s already making them late. At this rate all the honey and hot cross buns will be gone. Shane makes sure to acknowledge her frustration by ruffling her hair, and walks to the kitchen window. The valley is slowly heading towards summer. The tepid timid sun shining in the sky right now will start warming and burning in just a couple of hours. The trees are plump and full with leaves and lives. Butterflies are twirling in the mating ballet of their short existence. One of Marnie’s cow is happily chewing cud under the window, ringing her bell at whoever wants to hear it.  Shane sighs, content. It’s a beautiful day. He reaches for the single plant pot sitting on the window ledge, turns it around, inspect the leaves, the branches, sprays some misty water around.

When Shane found the hot pepper plant in Fern’s farm he couldn’t bear to leave it amongst everything else, and was pleasantly surprised to discover he actually had a green thumb, and that it was enough to revive the browning leaves. And then he saw she had slapped a stupid handmade label reading “Shane” crudely stuck onto the terracotta. He knew he had to take care of it, cursing that damn corny ass farmer with every fibre of his body.

Perhaps because he was taking too long, or because she felt he needed it, Jas grabs her godfather’s hand. Her smiling eyes looking up to him, not uttering a word. He smiles, and squeezes her little hand back.

‘Thank you’ he whispers. ‘Let’s go now.’

The clearing had been prepared like every year. Colourful bunting stretched around the field and the tables. Cut flowers decorating every corner of meadows where wildflowers are not already growing. The air is sickly sweet with the scent of bloom and anticipation, mixed with the recently cut grass to prepare for the upcoming stomping. Jas leaves Marnie’s hand the moment she sees Vincent and Penny, who nods politely at them.

‘How are you doing?’ Marnie asks her nephew now alone.

‘I’ll be fine.’ He says, uncomfortable in his ill-fitting suit. ‘I think Gus brought his hot chilli sauce.’

She laughs tenderly before grabbing him, and starts dusting his shoulders, puts some order in his hair, straightens his tie.

‘Shane, this shirt has a stain.’

‘Before you moved the tie, it was perfectly hidden.’ He moves the tie back. ‘Why all the fuss anyway. I’m just gonna hang by the buffet.’

‘What if someone asks you to dance? Be a bit more presentable.’

‘I said I’d come, aunt Marnie, not that I’d dance.’

She sighs in desperation.

‘I want you to enjoy yourself.’

‘I’ll be fine, go and mingle.’ He replies, gently stopping his aunt from trying anything with his messy hair.

Marnie smiles, swiftly caressing his cheek, with pride, and concern. He watches her sauntering over to the mayor, and exhales. He can finally stop smiling. Around him, the other townspeople are loudly talking, laughing, excited, impatient. Some glance at him, others are even gratifying him with a sympathetic smile. With a groan, he makes his way to a tree casting its shadow on the array of food available and leans against it. Colourful bugs are dancing around the uncovered plates, the flowers, then fly high up to the sun.

‘You got a lighter?’

Shane jumps. Transfixed as he was by the insects he didn’t see Pam approaching him to his shadowing corner.

‘Sorry Pam, no, tryin' to stop.’

‘Good for you!’ She says, putting her cigarette behind her ear. ‘So, out of your hole at last?’

‘We spoke yesterday at Jojamart, what are you on about?’

She scoffs.

‘I meant in the social department. Ain’t seen you ‘round lately. Saloon sure feels empty.’ She chuckles and adds. ‘Not that I was seeing much of you since that farmer got your eye.’

‘Yeah.’

‘Shame she didn’t stick around. Do we know why she didn’t come back?’ Shane lifts his head to the trunk, and hopes a bit too late it’s not covered in sap. Since Fern had left it was like she’d never existed. They would always make sure to never mention her when he was around. He didn’t care if they did. All of them being so careful not to talk about her enraged him more than if they did.

Today for some reasons, his head was not in the mood.

‘Family stuff. I think.’

‘You think?’

Fern had written with no return address to the mayor. Nothing in the letter mentioned Shane. But she was sorry. 

‘Pam.’

‘I get ya, I get ya! Don’t worry. Just sayin’ it’s nice to see you here is all.’

‘Marnie made me. Said I couldn’t miss the Flower Dance. Something ‘bout tradition and shit.’

The older blond shrugs.

‘Well, even the doc’s not here so, tradition or not, I don’t think anyone would’ve said anything anyway.’

Shane laughs bitterly. Of course no one would have noticed or cared. 

‘Anyway, nice talking to ya!’ She bolts as she sees Gus in the distance, ready to ask the saloon’s owner for a lighter, and leaves Shane to his trunk

Been a while since he actually craved a cigarette.

He looks around him. It’s true that Harvey isn’t there. Everybody else is. Shane is heavily debating crawling back in his bed. He made his appearance, it should please Marnie.

‘Everyone, gather ‘round! We’ll soon start the dance.’

Lewis shouts, trying to get everyone’s attention. Shane lets out a scornful sigh. The appeal of his bed just increased tenfold. He watches, from his tree, as his peers grab their partners’ hand, and quickly looks down, dejected. He doesn’t have proper dress shoes on, and his sneakers need a serious wash. He most likely walked in the mud on his way here. At least he hopes it’s mud.

The music gently starts. A ghastly recording of an ill fitted 3 / 4 waltz they probably played when Mayor Lewis was in his baby britches. Shane lifts his head back up, thinking of grabbing something to eat while they dance.

To his surprise, no one is dancing. He scans the thin crowd. Most of the heads are turned to the passageway to the forest. Marnie bolts towards it with what looks like a smile on her face from afar, quickly followed by Jas’ little legs. Soon, a small group forms around them. Shane leaves the shadow of his tree, tempted to join them all, slightly tip-toeing, lifting himself up to see above their heads.

They part the way. Shane’s heart skips a beat. 

There, in the springtime light, softly caressed by the slow wind, wearing a white light cotton dress, Fern walks alongside Harvey. She’s smiling, holding Jas’ hand, talking to Marnie. To add to his disbelief, they hug, a timid but warm embrace. 

With a dry mouth, Shane curses his legs. He really thought he was walking towards her but they’re unresponsive. Fern finally sees him and her smile disappears. Both refuse to blink, too scared the other would simply vanish. She slowly walks to him, her dress gently flowing against her bare ankles. She should have known he would be away from everybody else. Shane fights the urge to rub his eyes. Finally, his legs let him move to her. To the farmer he saw covered in mud, barely knowing how to hold a chick, cutting herself with a pair of shears and blaming the sheep, spewing nonsense after nonsense for days just to befriend him, and was as pretty now as she was then. Her hazel eyes look brighter. Her hair, longer, is up in a ponytail, softly swinging in her steps. He saw her everything, in the bareness of their carnal exchange, and yet, the light cloth kissing her curves is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. With his trembling hand, he grabs a pink gerbera sitting on the table, and finally reaches her. They both clear their throat.

‘Shane.’ she starts.

He looks straight at her, flower in hand. Without a word, he lifts his arm to her hair and tucks the pink flower behind her ear. She smiles, her golden eyes slowly getting wet.

The music had stopped, and no one in the whole valley is breathing.

‘Fern’ he replies.

They don’t even realise everyone is looking at them. Shane painfully swallows, and takes Fern’s hand in his.

‘Do..Do you, maybe, want to dance?’ he asks with all his strength. She nods, tears gathering in the corner of her eyes. On the other side of the meadow, Marnie tugs at Harvey’s coat, holding a please squeal.

‘Lewis’ she says to the mayor ‘put the music back on.’

He recognises her non negotiable tone and the music starts again. They all slowly join Shane and Fern, keeping their distance, and start the dance. Shane puts his shaking hand on her waist, lets her grab his shoulder, and starts slowly twirling. His blushing cheeks are met with his new smile as he realises he is holding Fern. Their dance starts slow, uncertain, like two newborn fawns. Certainly looking clumsy to the outside eye. She looks at his smiling green eyes, grateful to see them again.

‘You’re back’ Shane exhales.

‘I’m sorry’

‘No, no. Not now’ he whispers as they twirl.

‘You’re very handsome in that suit.’ Fern says, remembering how striking she already found him in his everyday attire.

He timidly scoffs, obviously not believing her one bit, barely able to hide his increasingly blushing face.

‘Your hair is longer.’ He remarks.

‘Yeah it’s… It’s been a while.’

‘It looks nice. N-not that I didn’t like your short hair. That it didn’t look nice. It looked nice then too. I like you. Your longer hair. Just now.’

A tear runs down Fern’s cheek that she quickly wipes. How she missed this endearing clumsiness.

‘I missed you.’ She whispers, as a new twirl pulls her closer to Shane.

‘I missed you too.’ He replies in one breath, her smile striking his fast beating heart.

‘I’m happy you’re here.’ She adds.

‘Marnie made me come.’

‘Wasn’t the prospect of all the dipping sauce good enough?’

He laughs, making her twirl again in his arms.

‘Why’d I go through the pain of wearing a suit and head out when I can eat alone at home in my pants?’

‘Still trying to charm me, I see.’

Shane bites his lip, hearing her laugh, seeing her smile, all while in his arms. He had almost convinced himself he’d never see her face again, never feel her body in his hands. She was certain she would have to forget Shane, forget his smile, his voice. But there he was, slowly making her dance and laugh, his soft kind eyes falling into hers.

‘Did Harvey bring you here?’

‘Fetched me at the station. We’ve been planning for weeks, surprisingly not a lot of train stops at Pelican Town.’

‘We?’

‘Well, Harvey, me, and your aunt.’

Shane’s steps nearly stop, stunned. He blinks repeatedly.

‘Marnie?’

She knew Fern would be here, today, after months of absence and still let him come with a sauce stained shirt.

Fern nods, and twirls.

‘She came to the city. Multiple times.’

‘I had no idea.’

‘That was her plan.’

Shane quickly tries to find Marnie. Standing in the corner of the meadow, she looks at them with a warm smile. 

‘We had…Long talks.’ Fern continues.

He nods in understanding, swirling with her.

‘Are you leaving after today?’ He asks, tightening his grip over her hand and waist, afraid that she would disappear should she answer yes.

‘No. The farm is mine.’

Shane grabs Fern back after fumbling a step, helping her back on her feet.

‘You’re staying? For good? With me? I mean, with us? I mean, in Pelican Town?’

She giggles, closing in on the already decreasing gap between them. 

‘Marnie said you’ve been taking good care of my chickens. Especially Cranky.’

‘I have. Cranky will not want to leave me ever, now.’

‘She’s not the only one.’

The music stops, much too soon. They refuse to leave each other’s arms. Their chest move up and down in unison, out of breath, heart against the other.

‘Shane I’m sorry I didn’t come back.’ Fern starts in one exhale.

‘Fern.’

‘I should have at least wrote or’

‘Fern, you’re back’ he cuts ‘You’re here now.’ He caresses her cheek. ‘And for some insane reasons you’re dancing with me.’ 

‘I’m sorry I hurt you, Shane. I was scared to come back.’ She adds in a shaking tone, cradling herself in his open hand. 

She looks down, but Shane swiftly lifts her chin back up with a smile. Fern takes it all in. His gorgeous smile creasing the corner of his soft eyes. She passes her hand in his hair and takes a deep breath. 

‘I love you.’

She sees the weight of her words fall in Shane’s eyes, the shock making his smile slowly disappear. As tears start falling, Shane pulls Fern to him in a kiss. Applauses erupt from the surrounding, suddenly remembering they’re in the middle of a town gathering, startled by the townspeople who have all been holding their breath for so long, for that one kiss.

Hesitant to let the other go, they blush, looking like two stranded poppies in the middle of the clearing. 

‘I’m sorry.’ Fern whispers ‘I know how you are with public display.’ she laughs, starting to release his hand.

He pulls her back in another kiss. A soft, slow caress on her lips, feeling like they kiss for the very first time in an intentional passionate embrace while the world disappears around them. Then Fern’s feet touch the ground again, her forehead pressed on Shane’s holding his shallow breathing to whisper back.

‘I love you.’ 

[numetaljackdog]

bro there's a fucking soccer meet or somethin happening in this dunks rn im just trying to get my mango refresher. im just trying to slunk some slop in this house of dunks and theres some little minivan warriors stomping my crop. it's like a girl cant even hold onto her slop and her crop at the same time these days. in this mighty kingdom of dunks. last time i saw this much fluffy blond fringe was on the chicks at the petting zoo but at least those little guys had a rudimentary understanding of the concept of a queue. and i mean they were no stranger to slop, either. there was some common ground between me and the baby chicks. y'know? i felt like we could understand each other. brought into this world just looking for some slop. soccer boys though, they couldn't care about that. it's all gatorade and grass clippings for them, yessir. at least hit the gas station. listen boy, you hit that gas station across the street and you get yourself one of them big gatorades, the ones with the plastic handles that break immediately, you get yourself one of those and i promise you, i swear to you that will give you enough sustenance to complete your grazing session. all those lawn clippings. chewing em like cud. but go, boy! go, and leave this place forevermore!! take your friends, heed my warnings, and leave this house of dunks!!!!!!

[amysterygirls-diary]

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ welcome ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

hello this is my little intro to my corner of the web

this is going to be pretty short since i clearly prefer to be elusive and mysterious lol and also suck ass at writing

i am a girl obvi and a MINOR so dont be fucking weird you freaks im opening this blog as a small digtial diary for me just to let out my thoughts anonymously on the web

i like listening to music drawing qeustioning my existence ig this also counts as a bit of a TC blog ig i have two (im not exactly sure if i like the second one really) i also kind of like my friends dad though im trying to block those feelings since... ITS MY FRIENDS DAD (tho my first tc cud count as being a friends dad idk i can explain more about that in a later post)

Mr H - my old ela teacher

Mr G - my science teacher

Mr K - friends dad

this is pretty much it .

-love mystery girl

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cud u do 4ggravate as an agere Family where they’re all flips pls pls pls !!!!!

Flip 4ggravate Headcannons!

So First living situation! I believe that Tighnari visits often but he can’t stay in the city due to his job as a forest ranger.

Obviously Kaveh and Al Haitham live together just like in canon, and Cyno is often out and about but when he does have down time he stays with Tighnari so he doesn’t get lonely but will occasionally room with Kaveh and Al Haitham

They try and get together frequently but its difficult with everyone having such busy schedules

When they do get together it’s for around a week!! They typically rent out a small home in the forest away from everyone so they can just be themselves

Cyno is usually the first one to drop due to his minimal amount of free time

Kaveh adores watching over regressed Cyno, the two play a lot of card games and watch animals go about their lives

Al Haitham tends to bring along a little bit of work due to not wanting to deal with falling behind

This almost always leads to him slipping next <\3

Tighnari and Al Haitham always cook together whenever he’s small, Al Haitham likes to help by carrying ingredients and and utensils to and fro

Whenever dinner is finally done typically Cyno is already coming back to his big headspace, he doesn’t like staying small for too long as it feels way too vulnerable for him

Cyno will always slip in small bursts on these trips, dropping fast but for small moments

Plus it takes Tighnari a bit to cook dinner with a toddler following him around and trying to help

By the time dinner is done Kaveh is settled in to his own headspace and dragging Al Haitham around to play games

While Cyno and Tighnari clean up from dinner typically the two kids are in the living room and building a tower of blocks - Al Haitham stacking them without care and Kaveh bickering with him in broken sentences about infrastructure.

The four always end up cuddled together, Tighnari slowly slipping down as they watch a movie or listen to Al Haitham read if he is up to it.

[snow-143]

Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

three- drunken rambles (0.5k words)

Jungkook’s pov:

7am. Soft light is shining through my curtains, blinding my dry eyes a little. God, what did I do last night? Searching for my phone, I'm a little shocked when I find it still open. On a call with...

with y/n? The fuck? 

Well this is far worse than anything else I was thinking. Great job Kook. So much for keeping your distance. Who am I kidding, that plan was catapulted out of the window when Miss fuckface paired us together.

Sighing I unlock my phone, hoping whatever I find on there will enlighten me on my thought process. 

And what do you know, it opens right into my notes app, with a lengthy paragraph. This should be good. 

It takes me a little longer than I'd like to admit to be able to understand the words I had written down. My drunken rambles and the current state of my vision don't seem to mix well. Who would've thought?

-I asaw her today agsim. MY chets hurt. She didnt seem happy to see me :( I was a meanie. She so prety when she mad tho. Wantd to squish her cheks. But noooo av got to be an IDIOT! Kookie IK your reeding this. YOURE AN IDIOT. shld i text her? i should. im smart unlik you!

shes not replyng. Does she hate me? I'm sorry :( it just hurts to see you love. i wish i cud tell you al of this. but itll hrt you even more. i dont wanna hurt u. i dont wana hurt. i sould call her? shes saw? seen? idk but she red the mesage. im gonna call her.

SHE ANSERED! kook she answerd we were scared for nothing. her voive so prety. I missed her voice. I miss her.

JEOM JUNGKOOK YOU BETTR NOT FORGER TO MEEET HER. CAFE 2PM. DOT BE PUSSY.

so stupid. gonna apolisse. shes so quite.

she said irs okay :( ts not okay. i know its not. was noce to hear tho. its okay :)

m so sleepy. so noce to talk again tho nixkxk njuhi-

Well that was a hard read. 

She stayed on the call after I fell asleep? Sighing I roll over and try and get some more sleep. Not hanging up the call. 

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12pm. Safe to say my attempt to sleep off my hangover didn't work. Unless you count me lying in bed listening to her soft breaths until my phone died. Best part is I was about to finally pass out right when I realised her little sighs had been cut off. 

That was 9am. Three hours ago. Three whole hours of me stressing out about what I'm meant to do. 

I could just not show up and say I didn't remember, even I know that's too far. I'll have to face her eventually anyway. She probably won't even show up. Right? Right. It'll be fine. I'll go just in case. 

It's okay. The words do laps around my head the whole time I'm waiting for her. Yes waiting. I showed up an hour early. Like some over exited loser.

I wonder how she said it. Was she being genuine? Was it half hearted words fuelled by pity?

That's something I may never know, but right now I know that she's walking directly towards me. Shit. Shit. SHIT.

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a/n: stressed asf lately so bare with me guys 🙏

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keep fighting blooper reel

so for context, while i was working on my fic keep fighting, i had a separate document where i would write things as shittily as possible whenever i got stuck. so some of these quotes are from that document, others are things i wrote in the actual fic document whenever i got bored.

enjoy this series of outtakes, ordered by the chapter they occurred in! also warning for spoilers for my fic in case you care about that

chapter 1:

“i got dis” he [sylvain] sed. dis waz his fite 2 mak up 4 being dum

“r u stupd????” fliz yielded. “i wana fite 2 :((((”

“get every1 ot od her” slyman sed. “itz only 2 il be fin”

“k” flix sed al sad n wroeid nd shit. “u betr nut do sumthin stupd”

SYLVer the hedgehogAIN kisd him on da hed. “i wont. now g0”

chapter 2:

dmiarko waz taking 2 ingird

“r u alrite ignatz:

“she mey b sumwher in abys” billie eyleth [misspelling of byleth] sed.

chapter 4:

flix knu he had 2 finf a way 2 nut fitr 2 (DUNBAAAAAAN (HA HA HA HA HA NUMBERS)) gise @ once so he retreted but nut bcoz he had ben defeted. he snt 3 da ofer sid of da rum nd glen cam @ him bcoz rodric waz stil realing. felix navidaf blikd hiz sord agen nd kickd hkn in da bals lol. den he wnt 2 rodrig

fergalicious definition [abhorrent misspelling of felix] mad him go loco den bc he did rath strik ns da crest fargmnt aktivated.

he [felix] slamd da puml of da sord in glands [glenn's] fac nd glue gun [glenn] fel so den he stabf thru rodricks [rodrigue's] chest. dorime [rodrigue???] fel nd puld da sowrd ot of felony [felix] wich hurt a lot agen but he stortd 2 die on da grond.

"Sasuke— I mean Felix—"

"What the fuck did you just call me"

"Uhhhh nothing lol what are you talking about—"

"shurt the hell up I'm leaving you"

the bad ending

chapter 5:

“its alrite” dimi laffd  in a gofik way. dedu aslo noded behing him. “jst cum bak wen ur rechardgd. da rest of us wil kep tings runing wil ur away (hehe im forshadowing da mening of kep fiting her im so smrt im so intelelgint)”

haoi (THE LONG AWAITED SEQUEL TO YAOI WTF WTFFFFF)

insted of relying on demselvs evry2 had each oders bak. so dat wen dey had a momt of wekness dey cud stil surviv (an im so smart im so smart heheehehehheeheh).

“i hav a hrd tim beliving dats da cas” he refusd 2 bak don. “i cant help but fel im at falt, bcos i sed id talk 3 u mor aftr da war but den left u in da dust evry single day (the DUST? the DUST)”

"Wait, Didi."

"Yes?" He turned around. "What is it?"

"I should tell you...part of what I've been researching all this time." She started to hesitate, fidgeting with a string tied around her wrist. "It could be important, or...something."

Dimitri was listening intently. Hapi realized she actually wasn't sure why she thought this was important. It was almost as if the author was trying to foreshadow a future plot point.

"What was that?" the warlock called out. His voice was growing louder as he approached Felix's hiding place. "Is...is someone there? .....Must've been the wind."

"we're underground you dumb fuck"

"oh fuck you're right wait how do you know that"

"uhhhhhh shit"

*world explodes from fourth wall break*

i hate describing doors theres so many doors why are there so many doors why did i DO THIS

Felix looked. On the ceiling was a metal grate, most likely an air vent.

"Just like in among us"

flix nd sylvSONIC The Hedgehogain wr switchng it up a bit

chapter 6:

so day had escapd da untetical sience lab yey!!! but dey rwr in a cav. :(

fuor dase had pasd. dey wr stil stuk in da fuking cav.

On the fifth day, things changed. Shit hit fthe fuckign fan oh gsod

IT'S TIME FOR THE FUCKIN SCEEEEEEENE

"There is," he [Felix] said.

The revelation hit Sylvain like a medieval truck.

"I was gonna propose to you," he [Sylvain] said.

The words hit Felix like a medieval train.

chapter 7:

“abt da searc?” dey [byleth] sed nd dimi noded. dey cod always tel watz on his mind or maby dey j chos da rite dialog opton

“but aslo speking as a mrecenari” buyleth sed “i kno how tings can torn arond in an instnat. batls u tink r a lost cas switch in ur favor in da blink-182 of an eye. ppl uve logn snic had 2 left 4 ded hold on despit it al. so itx nut ovr until we kno it si. wer so fuking back”

“rite” dimi sed whil sheding a singl ter “wer so fuking bak”

“oh shti dat is prmosing” dimi sed “any sine of da duck nd marmalade” [duke and margrave]

dimiarko [dimitri] torned 2 bananapeel [byleth]

They were almost out of food. Every so often, that realization hit Felix like a medieval airplane.

"Okay," Sylvain conceded damn we out here conceding in this bitch

Felix hadn't said anything in a while—and, to be fair, neither had Sylvain, but it was his distant expression that worried Sylvain. He looked lost in thoughts all alone yoooooou are the oooooceans gray waaaaves destined to seek life beyond the shoooore just out of reeaaach yeeeet the watereeeerrs ever chaaaange flowing like time the path is yours to cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimb

"Clearly," Lysithea grumbled. "I didn't expect the same for you."

"Yes, well, I couldn't rest now," Linhardt said. "There are monsters nearby."

chapter 8:

ok so dery etin gdiner nd itz rtlly harty bef stew lik harty stew in botw i tink dats a recispe in dat gaem

syl stripd don 2 naked nd tok of AL his cloths nd he had a rely long no we’re not going there. he tornd on da watr nd thot abt fliz but nut lik dat u prev. he had a flashbak 2 post rodrick [rodrigue] deth but forst he dint tink abt it yet he gut da sop nd began 2 wash al his skin

But maybe he’ll never be ready, a thought tugged at the back of his mind. Maybe he wants nothing to do with me. After all…I’m the one who did this to him.

The memories hit Sylvain like a medieval blimp.

chapter 9:

dimi codnt hodl bak as he stepd in2 da dorfram nd hugd him as tight as he cud. and den da crest of blaiddyd aktivatd nd he snapd sylvens fuking spine in half. just kiding dat dint hapen lol can u imagin

chapter 10:

“But I promise—for the rest of our days, I’ll do everything in my power to be the man you see in me. To fight by your side, no matter what.”

"Wow that was sappy as fuck lmao"

[urmomw4ntsme]

4, 23, 25, 15 for the ask game <3

hiiii lilyyyy <3 ty for the ask

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

ok so it depended on which teacher u asked ig? cus my language teachers adored me (😋 academic validation yes) but my p.t. teacher LITERALLY H A T E D me like from day 1 to day last she LOATHED me i have a suspicion why but forget that but my science teachers also loved me mainly cus i was good at science then 😭

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

okay well we never had to read books for assignments but we had library books that were switched weekly from 5th grade right? and i wud say my fav book that i read out of those was probably 'The Twins at St. Clare's' by Enid Blyton or the Secret Seven series. i love love loveddd these ones i would literally beg around asking for who had the next book in the series so that i could exchange my current book with them next week. another series i literally loved sm was the fairy chronicles by J. H. Sweet. like, r u kidding me? just look at the names of some of the books they SOUND so good

and they are kind of spiderman-esque? like, i dont remember very clearly because i was literally 10 when i was reading these but i think it was smth like there is a secret fairy society and these girls are fairies but they can't tell their parents or any normal human but they have to save the world whenever there's smth wrong it was SOOO GOODDDD. anyway i'll stop ranting about them now 😭 (also one last thing, i loved the twins at st clare's sm that i actually googled if st clare's is a real school where i can convince my parents to let me go to BECAUSE IT SOUNDED SO AWESOMEEEE AAAA)

23. strange habits?

ok so out of the habits i do know that i have, some strange ones are:

i am one of those people who will crack(?) their bones sm it will either terrify you or piss you off. not kidding. i start with my back, the typical try to bend backwards with some kind of support halfway till your back, and then i twist my upper back all the way to the left and then to the right and it literally sounds like gunshots. (i think theres sm up with that, gonna go to the doc soon) next i crack all my knuckles etc etc etc i do it with my elbows and my knees too its sooo satisfying but it drives my dad crazy aksjks

i touch my nose a lot. this is smth i have noticed recently but i feel like whenever im having a convo with someone and dont know what to say i scratch the bridge of my nose or just touch it or smth and its SO SUSPICIOUS 😭 like i feel like the person's gonna think im hiding something or lying i promise im not suspicious im just nervous or smth 😭

i......sing. like, when you're saying smth but u realise that that sentence is a song lyric too and then why would u say it normally when u cud sing it like an i-deserve-a-grammy-person? yea. that. i do that a lot 😔 do u still think im cool

25. first song you remember hearing?

i donttttt knowww i guess it would be a lullaby or a nursery rhyme? i really dont remember any songs from my childhood 😭 like i guess i remember the theme of this one cartoon i used to watch which was called 'chhoti anandi' (its so cool i still sing it sometimes) but i think i was around 8-9 when i started watching it? pretty sure i listened to more songs at that time and before that too but ig thats one of them so 💪🏽

[ghosteso]

The sleeping pills have yet to kick in. Therefore, I’m going to go through my Ghost Wax playlists and explain my reasoning for certain songs. Starting with Cid. As usual most of this is post season one. This is going to get long so look and ofc hints of Vonzem/Goodnight Couple. And for this I’ll choose the lyric that cemented it as a Cid songs for me. Let’s do this!

Secret of Life- Lord Huron

To die for good, it must be earned/ The ways of death can never be learned.

Tbh, this whole songs just screams Voncid to me (I mean look at the title) There’s another lyric that also hits close to me with Cid but this. This one is mostly nodding to Voncid’s status as the last reclaimer. I can’t pull direct quotes just yet but the way he talks to Charlie and parallels there sheer differences hence my chosen for this one.

Thirteen Sad Farewells- Stu Larsen

Darling I should’ve said goodbye/ before you even caught my eye/ now I can’t bear to see this die

The first Goidnight couple song on the playlist from Cud’s perspective and how he can’t let Azem go and how he was willing to let the world burn just to stop from consuming Azem. I want to write a oneshot for this one tbh.

Achilles Come Down- Gang of Youths

Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone/ Engage with the pain as a motive

More of a nod to post season one as if posting this I haven’t listened to the Patron episodes. But after consuming Azem I do think he is going to realize he isn’t as alone as he thinks. That his relationship with Azem helped him with his other relationships. He has Luca. He has Pip. He even has Emea. And they care about him. There’s more ofc but I think these three are going to be instrumental in helping him grieve with Azem.

1957- Milo Greene

Would it be much better if I knew nothing about you?

More Goodnight couple I can’t help it. Cid’s line in the finale where he’s talking to Azem and Azem tells him he is their love broke me.

Blood Upon the Snow- Hozier

It ceases never to hunger/ And all things nature's given/ She takes all things back from the living

Cid says Hamsa(sp?) are greedy things and somebody else said the hunger inside seemed personal. Then finally consuming Azem.

The Horror and the Wild- The Amazing Devil

Give me back my heart, you wingless thing/Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring/I promise you, they'll sing of every time

More Goodnight couple. Can’t really explain my reasoning for this just trust me this is a Cid song.

Lonesome Dreams- Lord Huron

Where I'm lost and I'm on my own/ Left my best in the beats on this trip, baby/ Just please don't leave me alone

AND

The Ghost on the Shore- Lord Huron

All the dead seem to know where I am

Lord Huron is just Cid coded. Sorry I don’t make the rules

Human- Of Monsters and Men

Breathe in, breathe out/Let the human in/ Breathe in, breathe out/ And let it in

Cid’s relationship with Luca, Pip, Emea and etc.

Dear Fellow Traveler- Sea Wold

You spoke my language and touched my limbs/It wasn't difficult to pull me from myself again/And in our travels, we found our roads/You held it like a mirror, showing me the life I chose

Final Goodnight Couple song. Now I’m heading to bed I think.

[supermaks]

Hello! I’m a new Max fan and also new to f1, and from going through your tumblr you seem like a good well of information. Are you able to explain the incident people are referring to with Max “not letting” Perez pass? I have seen posts where people say that is what made them lose respect for Max and I’m very confused. Why would teammates have to let each other pass? Is this why Checo fans boo Max?

hiii baby welcome glad to have u. Well I think its easier in this case to talk a lil bit about the politics of 'team orders' before we tackle Brazil since u said ur new to f1 and everything .

So f1 IS very much a team sport above all else. Everybody who wears the uniform is working towards one singular objective which is maximizing team results. Ig u cud say f1 is a collective effort based on individual performance. Drivers setup their own cars, choose their own engineers and mechanics, manage their own tires, run their own races and fight for their own points, but everything always represents the factory and shud always benefit the team. This is why you'll often hear about 'team orders' , which are basically like instructions from the pit wall that require drivers to do something that deviates from their independent strategies. Letting a teammate by without defending is a team order. Usually it happens because the other driver has better pace, they can finish higher in the standings, or just because they need the points. Now, the incident ur referring to, Brazil 2022. Idk if u watched the 2022 season or not but by the Brazilian gp Max had already won his 2nd title and rbr had constructors secured too. Which left checo wid his .. shaky .. p2 and sharl only a few points behind still very much fighting for it. Listen that whole gp was like a fucking concussion my head still hurts. Kmag piped Max for pole (((????))), Max and lewis did their thing literally lap 1 and I cried, george russell won bro just awful. But anyway last lap of the race max and checo were p6 and p7 respectively and rbr decided they wud prioritize checo in his fight wid sharl so they asked Max to switch positions. And Max said no. Not only bro said 'no', he told the team they'd already discussed it, and not to ask him again. Its cunt fr but its also like completely brutal and it kinda implies something else was going on. Either way, it meant Checo and sharl were on equal points heading into Abu Dhabi. Ultimately Checo lost that race too and finished p3 in the standings. A lot of checo fans c Max as the reason that happened, and Checo himself said a lot of nonsense that helped fuel that fire ((he later said he regretted it but yk its never the point)) There was a lot of vitriol in the media from both sides, a lot of speculation about 'why' it happened. The people who say they 'lost respect' for Max after Brazil are either cappign or like literally had never watched Max race before. Bro was refusing to comply wid team orders in 2015 fresh out of womb literally two race starts to his name. But he did so because he didnt think it was fair like its not just him being messy or whatvr. So why did he refuse to switch positions in Brazil?? Running theory goes back to Monaco that same season. During quali Checo crashed out on his own and that red flag prevented Max from completing his lap, which in Monaco means it ruined his sunday. So basically Brazil was in response to that. Idk if thats true or not, I wont ever feel comfortable assuming a driver crashes on purpose, and tbh we'll never know for sure. Max has never denied it but its been heavily implied lmfao. If Max felt wronged in any way hes gonna act accordingly thats just who he is thats what u can expect. But yuh that started a lot of the animosity. Idk if you've figured it out already but Max suffers from success lmfao. He's been breaking 50 year old records and setting new ones wid a car Checo can barely qualify wid. If 2022 was embarrassing then 2023 has been genuinely shocking to watch and to some people its easier to boo Max than accept he's that good. But yk sucks for them because he is

[midnightcreator12]

I need to say this, cuz smth embarassing happened to me and now I can't stop imagining Chula in that scenario and literally any turtle.

Because yesterday, I was talking to one of my friends and on one word, I started stuttering SO much. Istg it was SO bad😭

I went "Haha, crazy that you said that cud-cu- don't- I-dont...do-don't.. huh???? Cuz you- don't.. what the fuck were we talking about??"

And now I can't stop this moment in my head and I need to get it out somehow. However, knowing my mind (hopefully) it won't stop anyways but yea, i've been imagining Chula as the poor girly-pop who needs to listen to Leo stutter as if he don't know how to fucking talk. Or she'll laugh, who knows?

She gon go "Oh don't worry bout my kid. He's okay. Or...mildly on drugs... morphine...maybe. Wouldn't know how THAT happened tho. Or he knows how to un-learn the whole shabbing alphabet. Could be it."

Don't mind me. Just a lil' guy that wants to feed myself and others some serotonin with these little shenigans.

Be sure to drink a lot and treat yourself to your favourite snack. And don't forget those blankets for some nice rest this night.

-Best regards, everyone needs therapy, but I do too, so that makes up for it.-

So, your ask got me think of what Leo could be rambling about to cause him to stumble over his words. Which made me think about when I stutter like I don't know English and how it happens most often when I'm overly excited about shows and movies and my brain moves quicker than my mouth.

And THAT made me think about the fact Chula basically lives in the Rise Lair now so, of course, the boys will be showing her all the Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim movies. And THAT made me wonder what Chula's relationship with sci-fi would be like.

Because she's LIVED THOSE THINGS, more or less. The 'fiction' in sci-fi is basically all the stuff she had as everyday items and events. But, since the tmnt shows are kind of silly, the silly shows within the shows are pretty ridiculous so Chula is basically watching a horrible interpretation of a rough idea that was a fully developed thing in her dimension.

In short, Chula Verd doesn't like sci-fi because seeing all the completely incorrect interpretations of how space travel and exploration and space wars work is just painful but she knows the boys like it so she just smiles and tells them that it was a great movie.

And then I wrote a dabble about Leo stuttering while they watch a movie! Enjoy!

“Oh, oh, oh! This part is awesome! This is when Jupiter Jim crash lands on the alien turtle planet and he’s gotta fight his way to the super secret base-”

Chula nodded along as Leo explained the scene playing out of the kid's holoprojector.

Since she was staying long term, they had all taken turns catching her up on ‘every modern culture medium she needed to know about’. And at the very top of that list were their favorite holo-drama franchises.

One of which was a series about this space explorer slash adventurer called Jupiter Jim. An absurdly massive franchise that, in Chula’s opinion, was following the worst interplanetary explorer she’d ever seen. It was a wonder he hadn’t started a galaxy-wide diplomatic incident and all the conflicts were usually contained to the planet he visited per film.

But the boys liked Jupiter Jim and she had nothing but time to kill, so she tried to pay attention when they dragged her to the beanbag chairs for a movie night, either as a group or one at a time. And in both circumstances, she would smile and nod and sit through the horrible inaccurate depiction of how space travel works and what the protocols were for making first contact and getting far more enjoyment from listening to Leo break down every scene and how it was made instead of actually watching the film.

Leo gestured to the screen, hands flapping almost too quickly to track as he chattered away, “Oh, the production details of this are really cool! Did you know this was made a decade ago and the effects still hold up better than a lot of the CGI they use now? Yeah, yeah, it’s ‘cause they were tryin’ new stuff, lots of stuff, the director was really trying to push JJ onto the big dogs franchise map with this! They had a whole studio that- that they made the sets in and- and- and the costumes were reva- rev- re- re-, bah, bah, bah- Revolutionary! They handmade every single cell- sale- sail- Fuck!”

Chula blinked when Leo cut himself off, crossing his arms and blowing an angry little raspberry. She waited a few moments for him to keep going, mild disappointment rising when he just made unhappy little grumbles under his breath. 

She glanced back at the holo-drama, fighting the urge to wrinkle her nose at it. She would never, ever tell the boys but…she had found out after the first Jupiter Jim film that she didn’t enjoy ‘science fiction’. Mostly because of the fact that most of the hypothetical ‘fiction’ was very close to things that were pretty standard on most of the planets she’d been to in two realities. But the movies got so many things so ridiculously wrong it was almost painful for her to watch. The only part she enjoyed about the sci-fi movies was how into them the boys would get, flapping their hands and ranting about their favorite part. 

So Leo not talking anymore was quickly sapping her enjoyment of the one-on-one, impromptu movie night. She leaned over to Leo, lightly bumping their shoulders and asking, “What did they handmake?”

“Huh?” Leo blinked, face smoothing out from the pinched, grumpy expression as he looked up at Chula. 

She tipped her head towards the film, where ‘Jim’ was not doing his job as a ‘simple space explorer’ very well, considering he started shooting the moment an alien poked their head into view, “You were saying that this was the holordrama that made the franchise take off, right? And that they handmade somethin’ that helped it do that?”

“Right, right, uhhh, the alien suits,” Leo, much more calmly this time, pointed to where a turtle alien was running across the screen. “The, um, costume department made every scale on the turtle suits by hand. It helped make them look super realistic.”

Chula nodded, waiting for Leo to keep ranting about the film.

Except he seemed to deflate, tucking his knees up and propping his head on them to stare at the screen.

It made Chula a bit sad, seeing all the excitement just poof away. She loved it when Leo got excited about stuff, waved his hands around, and talked a mile a minute. It was weird when he got too quiet, reminded her of the first few weeks of them traveling together when he was scared and lost and didn’t fully trust her yet.

She carefully poked at his side and jerked her chin towards the holo, “What was the secret behind the little sidekick’s tail? I imagine doing all those stunts was hard to pull off without looking fake.”

Leo’s head perked up a bit, eyes flicking up to see the small, red and white furred alien that followed JJ around, “Red Fox? Oh yeah, she’s a yokai! Me and my bro’s met her once, she helped us save Raphie and JJ from getting melted in acid.”

A part of Chula knew that that statement should have set off more alarm bells for her.

But something she’d learned with these crazy kids was that their lives were nuts and it was better to roll with the punches and weird, wildly out of context statments as they came.

So, instead of freaking out, demanding details, running to Raph to ask if he’d gotten any acid on his person during that event, she nodded and turned back to the holoprojector, “What led up to that little misadventure?”

And, like magic, Leo was rambling away again, sitting up to recount the epic tale of when he and his brothers had gone head to head to claim the coveted place as Jupiter Jim’s fake sidekick.

Chula listened, only interrupting to ask questions if Leo stumbled over his words again in his excitement and basking in the warm atmosphere of the room.

She didn’t like sci-fi, but she loved listening to the boys talk about it so she could put up with a couple hundred terrible movies.