#lol it’s kind of reminding me of when I was a kid and I bought my first CD which incidentally was a Celine album

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Still thinking about my convo with my friend this morning and just a little sad that we can’t share this thing we enjoyed so much together anymore. 😕 she’s perfectly entitled to her opinions just like I am mine so I absolutely respect hers (which is why I won’t even bring it up anymore) but it just kinda sucks that not only do we not agree on Taylor anymore but that it would actually be a flashpoint at this point I think.

Ah well, that’s what Tumblr is for.

[abbotsanatomy]

Jack x reader

Possessive & Protective Jack. Reader is the hospital social worker. Jack finds out a grieving family member has been stalking and harassing reader.!

⨳ (I’LL BE WATCHING YOU)

pairing: jack abbot x social worker!reader warnings: age gap (28, and 49), depictions of stalking, grief, child death, epilepsy (seizures), verbal assault, physical assault. author's note: this was a rough one to write tbh! hope u like! title’s totally inspired by ‘every breath you take,’ i love double meanings lol

“Good morning!” you greet, strolling into the ER break room.

You set aside the coffees you bought for everyone. It's your turn to bring everyone their fix tonight. They're nothing fancy, as can be expected from someone who earns almost half of what everyone else around here does.

You pick one of the brown coffee cups up from the paper cupholder on the counter, “Or, Y'know. Good night?”

“Live-saver!” one of the second-year residents yells. She's quick to grab one of the coffees, too.

The few people in the break room do the same, thanking you along the way. They slowly filter out, presumably going to tell everyone the break room's stocked up again so they can get their own before it's all gone.

It's just you and Dana Evans in the small room now. She's never been one for rushing home the moment her shift's over. She always lingers, you feel like you might know her even better than the night shift's charge nurse. The affinity you have for her can also be attributed, in huge part, to the fact that the veteran charge nurse reminds you of Dr.Abbot.

“Hey, kid. I heard what happened yesterday,” she starts. “Are you good?”

Wow. Word gets around much quicker than you expected. What happened yesterday should've been less than a blip on someone like Dana's radar.

The situation in question was just a grieving parent who'd said some pretty nasty things to you. He was in shock. You understand. You have to; it's your job.

His anger was justified. You were partially responsible for him missing his kid's last few moments. The memories kept you up all day.

The girl was barely two. When they came in, she was having an epileptic seizure that wouldn't go away. Upon further investigation, the doctors, with a neuro consult, told her father there was a surgery that could reduce her seizures. He'd heard about it before, but he was skeptical.

Apparently, having had his seizing daughter in his arms, unable to do anything but wait for an ambulance changed his mind.

There was one minor problem, though. Before they could get his daughter prepped for surgery, the hospital needed his insurance documents. She was stable; this wasn't emergency surgery. So the financial aspect was, unfortunately, a priority.

“Her mother's out of town. It's just me. I can't leave her alone,” he'd told you.

“Well, she still needs to be monitored for a while. And I understand you want the surgery immediately,” you'd reasoned with him. “Maybe you can make it home and back quickly, before she wakes up.”

He was hesitant at first, but you were determined. You'd help where you can.

“I'll be with her the whole time. I promise. Our doctors will do the best they can to make sure she's comfortable and safe.”

Safe. What a stupid word to use. She wasn't safe when he came back. She was dead.

She'd had another seizure minutes after he left. The entire medical team tried their best, you know that. You were there, holding her hand through it all. Begging her to stay strong for her dad.

When he came back, he was held back by security as he shouted all kinds of evil truths at you.

“You bitch.”

“You all killed her.”

“I could've been here if it wasn't for you!”

It was all true.

His words have replayed in your mind ever since. So, no, you aren't good. But there's nothing a charge nurse you're sure has been through worse can do about it, so you won't tell her.

“Mhm, I'm fine. Don't worry about me,” you lie, straight to her face.

You have a feeling she doesn't believe you, but she's also smart enough to recognize when someone doesn't want to talk about something. So, she drops it.

“Alright. Be kind to yourself, okay? Take some time off if you need it,” she advises, and you trust her judgement. It isn't like you'll listen to her, though.

“Okay. I'll try.”

Dana walks out of the break room, but not before giving you a long hug. On a good day, you'd be soaring with happiness. Today, it makes you feel just slightly better.

You're mid-sip when your favorite attending walks in. Jack looks shocked to see you. He'd given you the exact same advice Dana just did. You'd obviously not taken it.

He walks towards the counter you're leaning against. You feel like he's about to tell you off. He just stands there for a long moment. Then, he's searching your face for something. A sign of distress, maybe?

He doesn't find whatever it is he's looking for. You smile at how ridiculous this staring habit of his is.

“Are you good?” he parrots Dana.

Your brows crease, “Have you and Nurse Evans been talking about me?”

Jack looks confused.

“I'm fine. I'm great, even. Okay?” you demand.

He nods, but it's very hesitant.

“I have a shrink. I'm seeing her after work. You don't have to worry about me,” you reiterate.

Everything he could say was said yesterday. He reassured you for thirty minutes after, brought you water and food in between patients. There's nothing more he can say right now.

He just grabs one of the coffees you brought, “Thank you.”

His tone's a little too sincere for what this is. You'll take it.

You both exit the break room and part ways to get on with your shifts. His eyes are front and center in your mind the entire time, especially when you need some comfort.

You've been on edge lately. You're flinching at things you aren't supposed to. You close your curtains whenever you're home alone. You just can't shake this feeling that you're being watched.

The 90$-an-hour therapist you visit once a month says it's a symptom of your PTSD. That's of no consequence, because the anxiety feels as real as can be. Your nerves are fried all the time.

You need a break. There's one person in particular you want to spend your time off with. He's been invited to your apartment for dinner tonight. Thankfully, Jack hasn’t embarrassed you by rejecting your invitation.

He's just texted you that he's on his way now. You're in the kitchen with your cooking playlist playing in the background. It's the kind of mellow moment you haven't experienced in weeks. You're bringing the wooden mixing spoon up to your mouth to get a taste, when the moment's rudely interrupted.

Someone's pulling you back, with their arm tightly wrapped around your throat. This isn't psychosis, paranoia, or PTSD. This is real.

You try to hit back with the spoon in your hand, but it quickly clatters to the floor, splattering soup everywhere.

Your next line of defense is clawing your way out. Literally. You scratch and pull away at the stranger's arm. It's minimally effective. You're trying to scream out for help, too. It barely comes out as a squeak.

Your vision's getting blurry, when you feel someone tackle the intruder, bringing them to the floor. You can hear an altercation happening on your floor, right next to where you're coughing up a storm, just trying to catch your breath again.

Someone's landing more than a few punches, in the distance. The sound becomes much less distressing when you realize it's Jack who has the upper hand in this fight. His eyes lack the tenderness they usually have when you’re staring back at them.

“Jack...” you croak out, trying to pull him out of it.

He stops, pulling the guy under him up by the collar. That's when you realize it's the same grieving man who was shouting at you in the middle of the PTMC’s emergency room, less than a week ago.

Jack slams him against your kitchen wall, his arm pinning the man in place by the throat. On the floor, beside you, is a set of pictures. They must've fallen from the man’s pocket mid-brawl. They're all of you. At your therapist's office. At home. At work.

He's been watching you, following you. The realization fills you with dread.

You pull your phone out and dial 911 immediately.

“Are you okay?” Jack asks, his eyes still set on the man in front of him.

“Yes, I'm fine. Be gentle,” you tell him.

He shakes his head subtly. He'd be smiling a little too, if he wasn't so angry at the man in front of him. Of course, you'd want him to be gentle with the man who was about to kill you. You've always seen the best in everyone.

He can’t ever deny you a thing, so he's as gentle as he can be, with how furious he is right now.

“911, what's your emergency?” you hear on the other end.

Jack takes care of it all. Tells the officers what happened, shows them the pictures, escorts them out. All you could manage for now was a few hums in agreement to the questions the officers asked you.

Once they left, Jack came to sit beside you on the couch. Now, he’s been staring at your neck intensely. You can tell he wants to take a look.

“Do you mind?”

“Nope,” you answer, pulling your hair to the side.

His fingers are gentle on your neck, as they graze the bruise forming there.

His voice is tight, like he's still barely containing his anger, “It looks alright. It'll just be slightly bruised.”

You nod, “Thank you. For everything.”

Your hand finds his, interlocking your fingers. He brings your joined hands up to his mouth, to place a chaste kiss onto the back of your hand. You grin, and finally look up from the spot on your carpet you’d been staring at.

There's a cut on his cheek, still bleeding. You bring your other hand to rest on his cheek, pressing your mouth to the skin beside the cut.

“Let me take care of that for you,” you offer.

It's almost like he didn't even hear you, though. “You probably shouldn't go to work tomorrow.”

You nod in agreement, “Yeah, probably.

“Can you stay?” you propose, barely louder than a whisper.

You're asking because it'd make you feel safer. He can tell. He agrees, immediately.

You pull your hand away to go grab the first aid kit in your bathroom cabinet. You're also rehearsing how you're going to convince him to sleep in your bed with you, instead of the couch. He ends up being very easy to convince.

[wambsgansshoelaces]

Could you maybe do a headcanon on succession S/O who still sleep with a stuffed animal? 😭

remember the stuffed animal I won in vegas that I named jeremey? he’s in bed with me every night LOL

thank you for requesting anon, I love you very much <3 I hope you love it!! I think this is my favorite headcanon drabble I’ve written :) enjoy xx

stuffed animal (succession main cast)

Kendall

ᝰ when you first move in, your stuffie makes its presence known on the bed you and ken share

ᝰ ken obsessively makes the bed every morning

ᝰ so he comes back from work and sees the stuffie perched on top of the folded back duvet

ᝰ “who’s this?” he asks, climbing onto the couch next to you

ᝰ you notice your stuffie cradled in his arms

ᝰ he leans into you and holds it out in front of you both

ᝰ you tell him the plushie’s name

ᝰ and you talk about how you’ve just always had it

ᝰ and it helps you when it’s around

ᝰ he pats the thing on the head

ᝰ you both settle into living with each other

ᝰ it’s the happiest you’ve ever been

ᝰ and as the years go by, you get engaged, then married

ᝰ and your collection of stuffed animals grows and grows

ᝰ whenever he leaves you for more than a day at a time, he comes back home with a stuffed animal for you

ᝰ among other things, anyway

ᝰ and years and years later, when he has your kids cradled in his lap, he tells them the story of each and every plushie in the house

ᝰ because he remembers them all

ᝰ the first one that came with you, and then every single one he bought you after it

Roman

ᝰ at first he thinks it’s weird

ᝰ and he makes fun of you

ᝰ but he doesn’t actually think of you any differently

ᝰ “it’s an emotional support thing, ro.”

ᝰ and he gets that

ᝰ he doesn’t actually mean anything mean that he says

ᝰ honestly he isn’t even mean about it

ᝰ he loves you very much; he just takes every opportunity to tease you

ᝰ one night, though, you come home from work really, really late

ᝰ roman’s already snoring softly in bed

ᝰ usually you both stay up for each other so you can fall asleep together, cuddled up

ᝰ but it’s so late you’d texted him earlier and urged him to go to bed

ᝰ reluctantly, you had

ᝰ you change, wash your face, brush your teeth

ᝰ you get into bed with him, doing your best to press up against him

ᝰ but then you realize he already has something in his arms

ᝰ it’s your little stuffie

ᝰ and he’s clutching it, nose buried in its head

ᝰ your heart warms

ᝰ you feel all warm and fuzzy watching him like this

ᝰ so of course you get your phone and take a picture

ᝰ it’s your wallpaper for the foreseeable future

ᝰ the next morning, when you have to leave for work, you make your way to his home office to say goodbye

ᝰ he gives you a kiss

ᝰ and you notice his new best friend perched in his lap

ᝰ it’s no longer your stuffie, it’s his

Shiv

ᝰ she never really said anything about it

ᝰ she doesn’t really *think anything about it

ᝰ it’s not like it interferes with your relationship

ᝰ she knows it relaxes you

ᝰ so one day she comes home with a stuffed animal of her own

ᝰ “it’s cute,” you tell her as she sits in bed with you that evening

ᝰ “i thought yours could use a friend.”

ᝰ she kisses your cheek

ᝰ “i also just want to know what it’s like,” she admits, holding it to her stomach

ᝰ you laugh

ᝰ now it’s a cute thing between the two of you

ᝰ even on work trips, your two plushies sit waiting for you on the hotel bed

ᝰ side by side, attached at the hip at this point

ᝰ just like you and her are

ᝰ most of the time, neither of you are really using the stuffies

ᝰ you’re just cuddling each other

ᝰ sometimes with one caught between you two

ᝰ but most of the time they kind of just sit with you

ᝰ but you have no complaints

ᝰ even when you and her are old and wrinkly, and the plushies don’t sit in bed with you, they’re proudly displayed side by side on top of one of your dressers

ᝰ it’s a running gag in your relationship

ᝰ but it’s not even a gag

ᝰ because you both love the stuffies dearly

ᝰ because they remind you of your other half

Tom

ᝰ he thinks it’s cute

ᝰ he thinks you’re cute

ᝰ when he first sees it, despite whether it has a name or not, he tells you it looks like a “mr. cheezit”

ᝰ “how can anyone look like a ‘mr. cheezit’?” you ask him

ᝰ he shrugs

ᝰ “he just does. why do you have him, anyway?”

ᝰ “i dunno. he helps me sleep.”

ᝰ he nudges your hip with his

ᝰ “you need another man to sleep?” he asks teasingly

ᝰ now he has a personal vendetta against mr. cheezit

ᝰ not really

ᝰ but it’s really funny

ᝰ the two of you are laying in bed together one morning, having a lazy day in

ᝰ he has an arm around you, his hand stroking up and down your back

ᝰ in your sleep, mr. cheezit had ended up on tom’s side of the bed

ᝰ when he notices, he scoffs

ᝰ “this guy again,” he murmurs to you, “i can’t get rid of him.”

ᝰ you laugh

ᝰ tom kisses absentmindedly at your brow

ᝰ “i’m being serious! he’s trying to steal you from me, i know it,” he says faux-seriously

ᝰ “i wouldn’t leave you, tom.”

ᝰ “he’s going to try and kill me one day, just wait.”

ᝰ obviously, he doesn’t

ᝰ mr. cheezit is the first stuffed animal your firstborn gets

Greg

ᝰ doesn’t really care when your stuffie joins you both when you go to bed

ᝰ he literally has a closet of all his childhood stuffed animals

ᝰ and is emotionally attached to all of them

ᝰ “my mom keeps trying to convince me to get rid of them, but i just physically can’t,” he tells you

ᝰ so now all the stuffed animals are on rotation

ᝰ a different one is with you both each night

ᝰ sometimes before you fall asleep, greg’ll tell you about how he got the night’s stuffie

ᝰ most of the time it was from an arcade

ᝰ he tells you about how he’s always wanted those giant stuffed animals they only put as prizes for the rigged games

ᝰ so while you don’t think you’ll ever be able to actually win one from a game, you can get one off amazon

ᝰ the next day, you surprise him with a massive squishmallow

ᝰ “i think i’m going to die,” he says seriously

ᝰ he gives you a sweet kiss in thanks

ᝰ instead of your pillows, now you sleep on the squishmallow

ᝰ it honestly feels much better

ᝰ like your sleep is always heavenly

ᝰ farther down the line, after you both get married and you move, greg tells you he thinks it’s time to get rid of some of the stuffies

ᝰ obviously he doesn’t even THINK of getting rid of your favorites

ᝰ so instead he gives a bunch of the ones who’ve been collecting dust a good wash and asks you to help donate them

ᝰ you end up going to a children’s hospital together and giving them all away

ᝰ the two of you end up making it tradition

ᝰ every year, you organize a toy drive for the local hospitals

ᝰ you wouldn’t have it any other way

Stewy

ᝰ he thinks you’re adorable

ᝰ “sweet, someone new to sleep with.”

ᝰ you smack him lightly on the chest

ᝰ he chops you in the side

ᝰ you both dissolve into a fit of giggles, holding on to each other

ᝰ one morning, you and him are curled up together in bed

ᝰ he’s scratching at the nape of your neck, playing with your hair

ᝰ he has the stuffed animal held to his chest in a vice grip with his other arm

ᝰ you kiss his chest, falling in and out of consciousness

ᝰ you have to leave home and go on a business trip a few days later

ᝰ if he could, he’d quit his job and just come with you

ᝰ but you’d managed to convince him not to, thankfully

ᝰ the kiss goodbye is long, soft, loving

ᝰ he presses a million kisses to your crown before you’re gone

ᝰ you text nonstop

ᝰ he makes sure you eat, drink water, that you stay in safe places

ᝰ he also sends you a bazillion photos throughout his day

ᝰ there’s even a series of him taking your stuffie around new york

ᝰ your favorite is the selfie of stewy and your stuffed animal cuddled together in bed

ᝰ one night, you’re both on the phone

ᝰ “you know, i can’t sleep without it when you’re gone.”

ᝰ referring to the stuffed animal

ᝰ “really? why not, stew?”

ᝰ “it smells like you.”

[monster-disaster]

friends that act like a couple lol (since you mentioned it would be difficult for Nara to be in a relationship)

Like when Nara leaves she gives reader a kiss and a random person says, ‘you guys are a cute couple’

reader: “we are just friends”

I now crave scenarios of Nara and Reader

-🩸 (still here simping)

I imagine Reader (since her story started with New Year's resolutions) wanting to focus on herself in 2025. She has a whole plan going on to make her life and herself better this year (her YouTube history is full of these kinds of videos, and she even bought self-help books), and because of all of this, she doesn't want to put time and energy into a relationship (maybe she is after a long relationship and doesn't want to commit to anyone). So she continues to go to the gym to workout (to really only workout with the help of the others), but as time goes on, her relationship with her trainers turns into friendship, especially with Nara.

_

"That's a lot of things to read," Nara hums under her breath, arms crossed as she watches you struggle with your newly purchased books. Her eyes glint with amusement, and the corners of her lips curl into a teasing smirk.

"It's fine," you huff, wrestling with the zipper. "And it’ll be a good workout," you add with a joking grin while patting the bag that looks like it's on the verge of bursting.

"Kiron would be proud," the succubus remarks.

Last night, after scribbling a mile-long reading list, you decided today was perfect for a bookstore trip and Nara was kind enough to tag along. Now though, your bag feels like it's stuffed with bricks after you might have gone a little overboard. The strain on your shoulders is a constant reminder of the lack of self-control when it comes to books.

"Anyway, I better go if I don’t want to be late," Nara says.

"Go on, then," you nod, letting her arm wrap around your waist as you shuffle out of the way of the store's entrance that opens and closes with customers. "I will see you tomorrow?"

Her smile softens, and her lavender scent grows just a touch stronger as she leans in. "Tomorrow," she murmurs, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss that’s sweet yet lingering as if she has all the time in the world despite the bustling traffic of people around you.

"Yuck!"

The voice pulls you both apart, and you blink down in surprise to find a little girl standing a few steps away, clutching her mother’s hand. Her tiny nose is scrunched up in exaggerated disgust as she stares at the two of you.

"Cooties," she declares with the seriousness only a child could muster.

"We don’t say that," her mother chides gently, shooting you and Nara an apologetic glance. "Sorry."

"It’s fine," you say with a laugh, still a bit shocked by the little girl.

"And for the record," Nara adds, her hand still resting on your back, "girl cooties are totally different."

The little girl’s head tilts in curiosity. "Are they?" she asks, turning to her mother for confirmation.

Her mother, clearly eager to end the conversation, tugs lightly on her daughter’s hand. "Come on, let’s go inside."

"But why are they kissing?" the girl persists.

"Because they love each other," her mother replies with weary patience.

"You never kiss dad."

The door swings shut on the woman’s groan, leaving you and Nara standing in stunned silence before bursting into laughter.

"Remind me to never have kids," the succubus wheezes. "I wouldn’t even know where to start with explaining half the stuff they ask."

Your laughter fades slowly, leaving behind an awkward flutter in your chest. "About that," you begin, your tone shifting as you nervously chew on your bottom lip. "About us."

As your laughter fades, a nervous weight settles on your shoulders. The little girl’s mother struck a nerve, touching something you’ve been struggling with since your friendship with Nara began to deepen.

The young woman studies you with a knowing grin, her playful demeanor softening into something more sincere. "I know, Y/N," she says gently. Then, with a smirk creeping back into place, she adds, "The only thing I ask is that you call me when you are ready to practice with that sex book you picked up."

Your groan mingles with her laughter. "It's not a sex book!"

[kairiscorner]

I sort of have an idea for an imagine. What about a Filipino!reader where she loves to eat and her favorite is puto(the spiders probably always see her eating). So one time somebody like Miguel asks her what she was eating and she says "puto" with a warm smile and all and then Miguel is just baffled 😨 (you add like the other spiders who understand spanish in the scene).

The thing is puto is literally a cuss word in Spanish-speaking countries. It can either mean a rude word for a coward, a prostitute, or a slur for a gay man. And puto in Filipino is just rice cakes 😋.

And so Miguel and the others thought you were cussing him when in reality you were painfully oblivious and unaware. And miscommunication and culture clash/shock.

Also, pasukan sa eskwelahan na naman 😭😭.

LOL HI POOOOOO, for real, nasa bakasyon mode pa me mgee, also omg that reminds me of the cute ass yt short i saw of a filipino mom teaching her kid about the dessert in front of her colombian dad LMAOOOOO i love it and I HOPE YOU LOVE THIS <333

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

you said... what? — miguel o'hara x filipino!reader

you were happily snacking on your favorite childhood classic snack, a steamed plump rice cake that you bought from your home dimension before heading over to HQ. as you were just minding your own business, stuffing your face with the delightful treat, miguel had noticed you being at peace eating. he looked at the box of assorted colored rice cakes, some were white while others were purple, with some having bits of cheese on them.

"whaddya got there?" he asked as he looked at the rice cakes you had with you. you stopped biting into the food and looked up at miguel with a bright smile. "ah, my favorite dessert snack from back home in the philippines." you explained. miguel nodded as he looked at you. "what's it called?" "ah, puto." you answered him with a sweet smile, which starkly contrasted with miguel's contorted wince. "um... come again?" he asked you in a softer voice this time. "ah, i said it's called 'puto'." you repeated, but miguel staggered backwards a little as he was still in disbelief that he heard what he thought he heard. you handed him a piece, asking him to try it. "i love having some puto in my mouth, y'know? it fills me up just right after a long day." you said with a sigh of contentment as you dug into the rice cake again, smiling widely as miguel looked at the snack and back at you, unsure if he's comfortable with saying the snack's name.

he took a bite and could agree with you, the snack certainly was delicious... though the name kind of made miguel a little taken aback. he does respect that you and your people call it as it is, he'll just remind himself it isn't a dirty word, it's the name of this quaint little dessert that you loved dearly in this context. but if he's being honest right now, he doesn't wanna think at the moment, he just wants to savor the goodness of this snack you really love with you, regardless of what it was named.

[poly-theistic-pockets]

Things I associate with Hestia- 🎭

Pardon the sudden posting surge, but I've been in a very devotional mood as of late. And because of that, I've been thinking of all the things that remind me of her that I see in the world. A lot of these are people/movies I've known since childhood, so that may bias my view. But the thing is, the gods have always been there to some degree, and you're allowed to see things in them, even if you didn't know they were at the time. So here's some things I know that remind me of Lady Hestia!

Mary Poppins (And Old Disney Films in General)

This one's a little easy, but the idea of Mary Poppins is one that screams Hestia to me. She's seen as practically perfect, but isn't afraid to have fun, which is something very important to a household. She also teaches the kids to be kind to the poor, and put your extra money into good places, despite the pressures put on by society to do the opposite. (Feed the Birds) And obviously, there's A Spoonful of Sugar, telling kids to have fun when doing chores. What's more Hestia than that?

Then, there's the music and animation segments, which leads to most old Disney films. The string orchestrations, the light woodwinds, the soft music, all those elements put together just makes this environment that reminds you of being a kid.

Ina Garten / The Barefoot Contessa

Many people associate Hestia with Martha Stewart, which is fair. However, I've watched a lot of her shows because of my dad, and I realize she's very strict compared to how I personally see Hestia. She always stresses the best ingredients, the exact methodology, the tightly arranged place settings, and the perfect recipes. It's very uptight and almost artificial at times. And she's taken on more of a gardening angle recently, which I would equate more to Demeter if anyone. Y'know who isn't that uptight? Ina "the goat" Garten. This woman is so iconic, and so funny at the same time, I love her to pieces. She has a cooking show as well (on Prime is where I watch it), but she makes it adaptable to the standard home cook. One of her trademark sayings is "store bought is fine" which is exactly the flexibility I think Hesta would appreciate! She also takes audience questions and has a whole show season where she goes to France, which I think is pretty cool.

Pretty Much All the Studio Ghibli Movies

These movies are just about the homey things I personally have seen. The smooth flow of the animation style just screams comfort. Most of the stories are about found family (Ponyo, Howl's Moving Castle, My Neighbor Totoro) or homecoming and making a home somewhere new (Spirited Away, Kiki's Delivery Service). The music is those surging strings and woodwinds, like I said before with the Disney films. It just fills the soul with such nostalgia and magic, the kind that I associate with her.

If you need more convincing, I pose you this; Look at the food animation and tell me otherwise. I double dog dare you.

Sorry if the formatting is a bit wonky, this is my first time doing GIFs in a post lol. Either way, thank you for reading! 🎭

[gaydaroreilly]

1800s ICEMAV YALL (continued from this)

(Also yes this in my mind is in England cus I know way more about European history than shit going down in New England at that time!)

Ice and Goose are both part of the landed gentry—small town lords or some shit. They grow up friends with Slider and Cougar etc they are Those Lads who go to Eton or whatever shit. All of them join the royal navy to go fight napoleon

—Mav and Carole are London street kids, they meet goose when his crew is in London for something, who falls in love with Carole. Mav is like lol I’ll join the navy too (Duke is some disgraced navy aristocrat for something)

—Carole and Nick get married, nicks parents fucking suck and are like you’ve polluted the bloodline, but he’s an only child so he’s their heir. They are all besties, baby Brad is born Carole just stays near whatever their ports are.

—Nick and Mav get in some kind of accident, Nick dies, Mav is unable to fight. Bradley is like a few months old. Nick’s dying words to Mav were like “you have to marry Carole so you can take care of her and Bradley”

—Bradley is the heir to the Bradshaw estate, his grandparents try to say Carole can’t be there, and try to force her to marry one of nicks cousins who they bought off, in a bid to get them out of the land. She’s like lol my husband left it to our son and he left me to his bestie (also to protect Mav who’s gay)

—Mav, B and Carole move to the estate in a cloud of intrigue and gossip. Like oh the boy is Mav’s she married him too soon after her husband etc

—ice hears about this and is pissed that his childhood bestie’s widow would do such a thing and he wants to go yell at her and Mav.

—comes to the manor and for sure thinks Mav is a hot servant and flirts it up while saying a bunch of foul gossip about him and carol

—Mav turns him away, but first ice see a spitting image of Nick as a toddler running up calling Mav papa and ice is like OH SHIT I HATE THIS GUY BUT HES SO HOT AND MARRIED

—slowly gets to know the family and that before Nick died they knew Carole was sick and going to die and marrying Mav was how they’d planned to keep Bradley safe. Ice and Mav fall in love but ice thinks Mav is straight and his wife is dying so they can’t

—plot twist they can and do… in all the weird creepy empty rooms of the Bradshaw estate. Ice has, at this point, just had some sneaky hand jobs from cougar and other dudes in the navy. Mav is much more experienced, having had access to sneaky inns etc. He basically helps blushing horny virgin ice through all the ~discoveries~ of sexytimes, ice helps him learn how to be Sir Mitchell. They big time fall in love.

-then Carole dies and Mav is very depressed cus she was like his sister. The town is like that poor sad widower, and his is sad, but because he lost his family. And the town is like it’s very good of sir kazansky to call on them to make they are okay etc etc

—Mav mostly had friends who were women and they’d come to stay to help with Bradley etc. Ice and Mav knew how to play the gossip mill, so they girls (Penny, Charlie, Sarah) would stay with Ice at his estate, ice got a player lady’s man bachelor rep.

—when B is 15 Penny accidentally gets pregnant, the dad is a guy who’s horrible, she ice and Mav plot and ice marries her. Her honor is safe, Ice has more cover. Bradley gets a baby “cousin” Amelia.

—Bradley is raised by the only dad (and very loving uncle) he’s ever known, with reminders of the one he lost everywhere. He’s a happy wild child (because he was raised by mav who’s obsessed with country life and horses and hunting) but he gets angsty as he realizes that most family’s of station are bitchy petty jerks.

—he starts to hate penny after she marries ice because he’s worried it will change the vibe. But then Amelia is born and he’s into big bro mode.

—Around this time he thinks he’s wrong and full of sin for thinking men are hot etc. then he walks in on his dad (Mav) and Uncle Tom and he’s pissed because he’s like how could you do this to Amelia uncle?? and then ice and Mav don’t explain shit, but are like, we see you watch the stable boy so… we still love you but don’t be like us we’re always not safe lol find a girl and B gets pissed off and runs away. (Leaving his family and his stable boy Jake brokenhearted)

Idk what’s next

[fff777]

watched mark and renjun on nopogy

shownu and jungwoo spend some time looking for the restaurant

lol jungwoo. he kept being like "ohhhh 😮😮" because this is a unique room. it's more like a half floor that they've turned into a private room.

shownu: doesn't this feel like an attic space that kids like? that reminds me of one time i went to a restaurant with my family and they gave us a really tight spot and my dad was like "when we were kids we liked to hide in tight places eh" 😂

they're just focused on eating :P shownu very diligently deboned the fish like he said he would and the others are gobbling up the fish :3

mark is sooo disappointed with renjun's pun 🤣

HE RAISED THEM WITH HIS OWN DAD JOKES! HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN!!

most unsurprising thing in the world, mark the romantic

back to eating lmao

mark called jungwoo the day before to watch episodes of nopogy for research. lol cramming.

right from the beginning it seemed like mark was really hungry and gobbling down food and he continues to enthusiastically inhale it lol

awww he really is being a big brother 🥹

jungwoo already remembers when i'm with you :P it is a very catchy song

wait both jungwoo and mark are infj? i wouldn't have expected it from them

renjun ready to expose jungwoo's ass lol. the only episode i know of them is when they snuck off and took the train somewhere to have a date with just the two of them :P

oh shit renjun is telling that story! lol

jungwoo just hit up renjun to go to busan. of course mark thinks it's a romantic getaway.

LOL so the suggestion started as something super not serious but they eventually got to a point where they went

oh is this the story of when renjun made mark sneak out to the beach with him? it was busan too? renjun and busan, a dangerous combination

hyperfixating on renjun's necklace lmao

LOL so jungwoo asked for renjun's necklace (as a joke) and renjun was like yeah i can give this to you and mark was like omg this is like busan all over again. jungwoo just says things flippantly and renjun takes them seriously but also with 120% courage so he kind of pushes jungwoo to have to work with him lol.

mark to shownu: you got to know jungwoo well through this show right? mark to shownu: isn't he like a puppy?

jungwoo to shownu: do you think of me as a puppy? shownu: no you're jungwoo 🤣 and then jungwoo got teased for deflating

mark mixing up his konglish and then jungwoo and shownu going into english practice mode

jungwoo is busy dog? i didn't know htis haha

talking about how the neos save each other's names in their contacts

mark said that he saved renjun's name as shoulder gangster renjun and jungwoo started singing the song but only NOW am i realizing that it's actually the beginning chorus of go 😅😂 but jungwoo really is close with the dreamies eh

shownu, jungwoo, and renjun all save their contact names in a simple way which is HOW IT SHOULD BE because how else are you going to find people's names??? i really don't get people who save contacts as nicknames

lolll this is what i do for people who aren't friends lol (like coworkers or like bank people etc)

so jungwoo has a neat room :o

shownu's talking about how he envies jungwoo for being neat and organized because he loses his things all the time. he's bought so many airpods. and he also loses his car keys.

renjun is a lanyard boy

shownu: what if i forget where my car is renjun: ... renjun: call your car?

LOL mark was a bit hesitant to join into the convo but he was like "er....that happens to me too" (losing your car)

ok i'm like jungwoo because i try to park in the same place every time too

jungwoo dissecting mark's routine step by step and mark is losing his mind 😅

i knew mark used things for a long time based on what we saw in the boys mental training camp. he said he gets sentimental about stuff. which again, is very in line with his personality.

shownu cried when he had to sell his car and he had it for less than two years 😅

i'm kind of like mark in that i keep my old phone when i get a new one. but i do back up my photos regularly to my computer so keeping photos on my phone isn't really a thing i do. which reminds me, i have to do that soon lol.

aw, jungwoo said that this is the first time shownu has opened like this on the show and it's because of renjun. i think it's also a side effect of jungwoo being relaxed because he's with friends as opposed to guests who he's not as familiar with.

this shownu x renjun friendship is so cute <3

mark thought he'd start doing more mature concepts like monsta x when he turned 25 but he's 25 now and doesn't feel like he can so he gave up.

hype man jungwoo

i think the guests have to decide whether shownu and jungwoo have to work?

renjun thinks harvesting radishes sounds fun. honestly...same lol. if it's just a one-time thing.

jungwoo and shownu have to work 😅 they have to cook fish 😮

this was really fun and cute <3

[captainpains]

Attack of the PTA moms (Sergeant Hunter x reader)

I am so proud of the title lol. Also all of my Hunter fics are aus 🤷‍♀️ I am slowly making my way through my @clonexreaderbingo card. And as always, enjoy 💕

Prompt: "Do you trust me?"

Warnings: gn reader, modern au, mean PTA moms, unwanted flirting, implied infidelity, mentions of sex.

Note: the word cousin in this fic is being used as a gender neutral version of aunt or uncle 

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"Dad!" Omega yelled.

"Yes?" Hunter yelled from upstairs.

"Dinner's ready!"

"I'll be down in a minute!"

He stood up from his desk, stretching as he did so. He'd been working all day, opting to work from home because Omega was off from school.

Hunter jogged down the stairs.

When he turned into the living room he saw Omega sitting on the couch. She had a plate in hand with some pizza on it. 

Hunter walked past her, ruffling her hair as he went. 

He grabbed his own plate and placed a few slices of pizza on it. He then grabbed a can of soda from the fridge. He went back to the living room and sat down next to his sister, now daughter. 

"So, what are we watching tonight?" He asked her.

"I don't know. What do you wanna watch?"

"Chef's choice."

Omega happily opened Netflix and chose the movie The Glass Onion, a movie that had been high on their watch list for a while. 

"Did you get your homework done?" Hunter asked as the opening of the movie played.

Omega nodded, her mouth full of food. Hunter didn't press, she was always very on top of her work.

"OH! Don't forget that the bake sale is on Friday. Makenzie's mom said that you were in charge of bringing cookies."

“Alright, thanks for the reminder, kid. I’ll be sure to make those.”

“Thanks Dad!”

Hunter smiled. He was still getting used to Omega calling him dad, but it made him all warm knowing that Omega was comfortable enough to call him that.

————

Friday came and like every school function, Hunter forgot to make the cookies. So, he just bought them from the store on his way to the bake sale. He knew he’d get judgemental looks from the PTA Karens, but he’s busy providing for his family. 

He walked into the school’s cafeteria, where the fundraiser was being held. There were a lot of PTA moms buzzing about, preparing for the event. There were also a couple of volunteers that Hunter had never seen before. Probably forced to be there by the PTA president at the fear of social ostracization.

“Oh, Hunter!” A shrill voice called.

Hunter silently cursed. He turned around and plastered a fake smile on his face as Karen and her groupies approached him.

“Hey, Karen. Where can I put the cookies?” He politely asked. 

“Oh…Store bought again? I thought you’d put more effort in this time, Hunter.” Karen mocked, fake niceness in her voice. 

“Well, you know…got really busy at work…”

“Well, if you perhaps if you spent more time with your family-” “Omega and I spend plenty of time together. We eat dinner together every night, and we eat with my brothers at least once a week. Just because my life looks different than yours doesn’t mean it’s worse.” Hunter bit back. 

“I know, but-”

“Where do you want the cookies, Karen?”

Karen frowned (at least as much as her botox would allow). She pointed towards a folding table with two people standing there, arranging the contents of the table. Hunter gave one last glare to Karen before brushing past her to get to the table.

You were organizing the cookie table, trying to make it nice but easy to see everything. You were not really paying attention to what was happening around you, keeping your head down to avoid the wrath of one of the PTA moms. You were brought out of your focus when a handsome man practically slammed a grocery bag with cookies onto the table. It caused you to jump.

“Ahh, sorry. Didn’t mean to scare ya,” he apologized. “Karen is just… frustrating.”

“I understand. She’s something.” You agreed, picking up the bag he put on the table.

“I just just don’t get it. What kind of sick joy does she get out of criticizing my life!”

“Makes her feel better about her miserable life.” Hunter chuckled at the joke. It was always nice to hear the gripes of other volunteers. It was a moment of bonding over the shared hatred.

“She is very…rude to everyone outside of her posse.” Hunter huffed.

You gave a small smile at his comment, knowing that he probably wanted to use some stronger language. Hunter returned the smile as he properly looked at you. You were fairly attractive, and the clothes you were wearing were simple and practical yet still nice. He wouldn’t admit to checking for a ring on your finger, nor would admit to a strange feeling of joy at not seeing one there.

“But, we all have to put up with her,” You added. “She is the PTA president.”

“I hope she loses the next PTA election.”

“Don’t we all?”

“I’m Hunter, by the way. Omega’s dad.”

You gave him your name. “I’m Tina’s cousin, guardian now.”

“Cousin?” Hunter cocked a brow. In this school district, it wasn’t comen to see another single parent. Most of the moms would rather be in an unhappy marriage than face the shame from Karen for being a single parent. It was part of the reason most of the other single parents gave up in trying to help with PTA functions.

“Very long story.”

“Well, how about, I’ll give you my number. Then, you and I can, maybe, go get dinner sometime?” Hunter was surprised by his boldness, but his brothers did say that he needed to put himself out there. He hadn’t had a partner since, shit, highschool? No wonder his brothers had gotten more pushy.

Hunter was buzzing with joy when you gave him your number. He was smiling the whole drive home. He messaged you that night, and when you responded he felt butterflies in his chest. As the two of you talked, you both felt a strong bond grow, bonding over your shared experiences with the PTA. He also found that you both enjoyed movies and would send movie quotes and memes to each other.

However, Hunter didn’t see you again until it was time for another PTA fundraiser. Whenever the two of you tried to schedule that date, something always came up and one of you would have to cancel. 

Hunter was happy to participate in the fundraisers. He liked helping Omega’s school, but he could do without the judgment of the PTA moms. 

This time it was a small carnival. It had a couple of games, snacks, and two inflatables. Omega was looking forward to it. Hunter was dreading it. The idea of being surrounded with the chaos of a carnival was not something he was looking forward to. It would put his senses into overdrive. But, Karen loved torturing him. 

Hunter stood, grumpy look on his face, behind the folding table with an inflatable ring toss game on it. He was pissed when Karen set him up next to the gymnasium, where the inflatables were. He knew he was in for a long day.

Hunter was brooding over his torment, when he saw you walking into the cafeteria with Tina. Tina waved to her friends and ran over to them. You had a tight smile on your face as you scanned the room. You and Hunter made eye contact. You started to walk over to the table, when Brittney, one of Karen’s groupees, came up to Hunter’s booth. 

“Hello! I’m just making sure everything is going well for you,” She said, a somewhat flirtatious lit in her voice.

“Oh, it’s fine over here. I think all the kids are too excited about the bouncy houses to want to play games right now,” Hunter said.

“Well, kids are like that.” She gave a fake sounding laugh before reaching up to adjust her revealing top (something that was definitely not suited for a school fundraiser). “I was wondering though, you must be so stressed with all the work you do.”

“I-I try…” Hunter uncomfortably responded, noticing the flirtatious look in her eye.

“Well, if you ever need some…stress relief, I can-”

“Hunter!” You greeted, coming around the table. You threw your arms around him and hugged him close. He felt your breath fan against his ear as you whispered to him.

“Do you trust me?” You asked him.

Hunter looked at you, then nodded.

You turned back towards Brittney, a bright smile on your lips.

“I’m sorry, Brittney. But my partner here has all the stress relief that he needs. Maybe you should ask your husband before you ask someone else’s.” 

Brittney gasped, offended for being called out. She pouted and stomped off. You turned back to Hunter, who looked relieved to have the woman gone.

“I’m sorry for stepping in. I know she can be… pushy.” You felt kinda bad for stepping in when it wasn’t asked of you.

“No, it was welcome. It’s hard to get some of the PTA moms to stop with their flirting.” Hunter assured you. “But…since you called us partners when we’ve never been on a date…”

“Iamsosorry! Ididn’tmeantolablethings. Iwasjusttryingto-” He cut you off with a laugh.

“I was just going to say. That now is the time that I take you on an actual date. Just like I promised.”

You smiled at him, “What did you have in mine?”

“Well, that new Marvel movie is coming out this weekend. So maybe we grab some dinner and go to the movies.”

“That sounds perfect.”

[kukuandkookie]

Hrmmm I find people who moral crusade about fiction so strange.

I definitely bought more into it before as a kid too—the assumption that fiction must not be problematic and that if it is, it is automatically bad.

When in reality, it’s a lot more complex than that.

And well, I’m tired right now so I’m not going to reiterate what I and others have said before, but I will emphasize again that fiction does technically offer us a safe space to explore darker themes. And it’s not like your tastes in fiction, whether it’s writing it or consuming it, automatically reflects who you are in real life—because again, humans are complex, and we already know thought crimes aren’t real crimes, don’t we?

Yes, sometimes fiction can influence people, especially those who are younger and more impressionable, and some have used fiction as direct influence to commit heinous acts… But censoring all of darker media because of that is still an extreme reaction, all the more so when we realize that censorship is both subjective and thus quite arbitrary.

So yeah, I find myself more of a “pro-shipper” as I get older—where originally I would only endorse the idea of “ship and let ship” and “don’t harass other people for shipping something you don’t,” but I also get why pro-shippers have grown more anti-censorship and thus more aggressive about how dark media isn’t automatically evil.

BUT that’s not what this post is about.

This post is made in a kind of frustrated bafflement at people who want to sanitize even the most vanilla of work.

Like even people who review a drama as 10/10 because there’s no drama kind of baffles (and amuse) me lol. Because isn’t the point of a drama being called a “drama” because it has drama?? 😂

And I get that sometimes we just want something logical and/or fluffy and thus not an overdramatic soap drama, but let’s not pretend plots aren’t allowed to be more complex or at least a bit darker now.

What sparked this post though is that I saw someone recently compare what Kim Soo-Hyun did in real life to Chen Zheyuan acting in Hidden Love because they see Hidden Love as romanticizing and normalizing grooming, which is like…what???

Hidden Love is just written by a woman for women, and the fantasy it fulfills isn’t even darker women’s fantasy. All it does is indulge in the wish-fulfillment of one’s first love actually working out, because most people let their first loves go. And it’s based on the author’s own regrets regarding her own first love—not the romanticization of age gaps or an older man’s interest in a younger girl (because the older man’s interest does not exist until she is an adult, and even then, the story explicitly condemns a minor trying to date an adult).

It’s so harmless and vanilla and fluffy that people who automatically suspect it of a-okaying grooming baffles me. Like I think it says a lot more about the viewer thinking that than the drama itself.

Especially when there’s very little the drama has done in making grooming more normal. And I’m even more ticked off right now by that commenter for insinuating Chen Zheyuan’s values are corrupt for taking up that drama.

Obviously, do not assume your favourite actors and idols are uwu cinnamon roll angels, as Kim Soo-Hyun has proven—and many others, like Neil Gaiman and Kris Wu etc—but what is the point of assuming the worst of people as well???

Like suggesting someone is okay with grooming is a really heavy accusation, Christ on a cracker.

This reminds me of people who think Go Ahead is romanticizing or normalizing incest lmfao. Like I think it’d be more productive to condemn Riverdale for romanticizing grooming and Game of Thrones for normalizing incest than these innocuous cdramas.

[daphwritesworld]

Are you doing okay? I hope everything’s alright and things are going well for you x

first of all thank, you for being so kind. i don’t know what i did to deserve such kind and thoughtful anons🫶🏽 but fuck no lmao. this has just NOT been my month lol. on top of my grief my fucking dog tried to kill herself two days ago. she somehow climbed on top of the dining table and drank a fat ass glass of homemade hot coco. she then proceeded to vomit and shit everywhere, so i took her to the vet…but when i got there they refused to treat her bc i didn’t have $10 of the $187 bill. so all they gave me were these probiotic pills and some gel i have to mix in her food that i paid $50 for. guys when i tell you i was freaking the fuck out thinking my baby was dying yesterday, i’m not kidding😭 her breathing was weird, she just kept drinking water, and i was convinced she was gonna die in my arms from chocolate poisoning……bro she’s fucking fine. she ripping the most god awful room clearing farts— but she’s back to her old crackhead ways lol. so daily reminder: even if you’re dog is less then 10lbs and the size of a new york sewer rat— DO NOT LEAVE ANYTHING ON THE TABLE. i thought i was safe bc i got a small dog? NO WRONG. this bitch is Houdini 😓

oh yeah and i had an allergic reaction at my last thanksgiving dinner. my best friend bought duck eggs to cook balut….bro i’m high allergic to them bitches and didn’t find out until like 2/3 months ago. (my brain dead mother forgot and still refuses to believe i’m allergic) when my grandma told me. i was gonna buy a dozen duck eggs from the farmers market to try and she was like “you can’t…you’ll die” 🤣 all i did was TOUCH the balut and then forgot to wash my hands….my whole neck broke out into hives and turned red from where i had touched it 😀

TLDR: my dog almost died & i almost died. we both good now, tho. the end.

[purplesurveys]

1915

When was the last time you admired some flowers? What kind/color were they? I don't know. I don't really...stop for things like this anymore; and it feels sad saying that out loud. In any case, I haven't admired flowers at least since May, when I was looking at the ones I bought my mom and grandma for Mother's Day.

Are you in the process of watching or re-watching a series at the moment? Just an early disclaimer - I watch whatever season I feel like watching at any given moment, but my answer to this would be Friends. I've also been meaning to rewatch Breaking Bad, but realistically I can't do that until the company shutdown in December. For now, I've contended with rewatching the Ozymandias-Granite State-Felina trio.

If so, how many seasons does it have? And what season are you currently on? Friends has 10 seasons; Breaking Bad, 5.

Has anyone you know gotten a new pet recently? Nope, don't think so!

How old were you 10 years ago? Who were your closest friends at that point? I was 16 - I was close with Gabie, Angela, and Sofie. To an extent Athenna because I was beside her everyday on the bus.

Do you still speak to any of them? Just Angela now. I last saw Sofie last year, but she's migrated to London and I'm positive that I'll probably never see her again.

Have you ever kissed someone of another race? Nope.

Are there any races you wouldn’t kiss? Uh, no.

What is your favorite thing about your best friend? I'm thankful that she's low maintenance. I've laid low the last two weeks because work has taken over my life; and she either has not disturbed me at all/taken it personally, or, if she does reach out, it's to do some sort of quick welfare check and to remind me that she is proud of me.

What do you mostly have in common with your best friend? We love BTS and Seventeen.

Do you like it when men shave their chests? If you are a guy, do you shave? Theoretically I prefer that they do, but that can always change.

What is your favourite kind of video game? Simulator games, lol.

When you’re visiting a site, do you still type “www.”? No.

What can you hear right now? A YouTube video. I can also hear a tuko somewhere within our ceiling walls, hahaha.

Do you think it’s okay for kids to have cellphones? Yeah, as long as the use is moderated and some sort of parental controls are toggled throughout. I've had a cellphone since I was 7 where it was mainly used for emergencies.

Do you watch anime? If so, what are some of your favourites? No, not as an interest. The only anime anythings I've liked are Pokemon, Your Name, and Grave of the Fireflies.

Do you have any siblings? If so which one of them do you get along with the best? I have. I only speak with and get along with my sister.

What’s your favorite TV show? And who’s your favorite character from it? Breaking Bad! Favorite would be Gus, with Mike and Skyler trailing not too far behind. I used to like Walter, then I got older.

Another favorite is Friends, with my favorite characters being Chandler and (unpopularly enough) Ross.

Have you violated any of the 10 Commandments? If so, what? Idk probably most of them at this point.

Do people think you look like either of your parents? Does that offend you? Yes. No.

Do you prefer regular bacon or turkey bacon? Regular. I've never had turkey bacon.

Do you think it’s weird when people talk to their pets like people? Not at all, that's what I also do like 90% of the time.

What is the last place, other than home, that you stayed overnight? The hotel we stayed at for my grandparents' renewal of vows. It was nice and cozy; it was obviously old but it didn't have that worn down feel to it like other old hotels would typically have – it just felt homey and the service was fantastic too.

What is the furthest you have traveled alone? Alone alone, it would have to be Bulacan. I haven't ventured all that far yet. As for a trip without family, I've been to Thailand with friends.

Have you ever dated someone simply for their looks? No.

Have you ever been drunk? Yeah.

What was the name of the main character in the last book you read? The author. It was an autobiographical self-help book.

What are three of your favorite toppings for salads? Seared tuna, eggs, chicken. Not necessarily in the same salad lol.

Do you prefer pizza or hot dogs? Pizza.

What is your favorite pizza topping? Idk if it counts as a topping, but barbecue sauce.

Is your dad a jerk? No.

Is anyone in your family currently in the military? Nope.

What is your favorite dog breed? I love all of them :)

Have you found any gray hairs on your head? They've popped up every now and then since I was 11.

Do you own a bikini? Several ones. They're what I prefer to have on when at the beach.

If you were a rockstar, what color guitar would you have? I'd love a pastel purple one.

Would you rather have a personal chef or personal house cleaner? I can't cook, but I'd still go with the house cleaner. Maintaining a house is much more tedious and I'd love if I can get help on that.

Do you have any zits on your face right now? YES I have a gross breakout right now. All over my left cheek and there's one above my lip too.

What are three of your favorite bakery items? Pain au chocolat, kouign amann, chocolate doughnut.

What are three creative hobbies you enjoy? I like writing, making bracelets (OK I've done this once, but it was a lot of fun and I'd 100% do it again if there's an occasion that calls for it), and doing by-number things like diamond painting.

What are three things you like about church? Nothing.

What was the last type of pie you ate? Good question. I'm stumped. I don't have pie very often; not really a common/popular food choice here.

Which book did you love when you were younger? I reread the Septimus Heap series multiple times.

Which book series could you read again? Twilight, haha. It's atrocious at many points, I know – but I can't help but have it continue to be one of my favorites.

Tell me about your first breakup, if you had one. It was barely a breakup. They just ignored me for three months straight until I confronted her and we ended it then and there...at least that's how I remember it; I've consciously wiped out nearly every memory of that person.

Which person would you chose to travel the world with? Angela and Hans, or my family. They're the only ones I've got.

Do you have (a) stuffed animal(s) sitting in your room? Which one(s)? Yeah I have a bunch of BT21 plushies in here.

Have you ever had to do a doubletake on someone ‘cuz they were so pretty? Sure.

Is your last ex currently in a relationship? Probably! I don't keep updated and have asked my friends not to tell me anything about her, but this is likely.

Who was the last female you were introduced to? Idk probably someone related to work.

Who was the last male you were introduced to? ^

Do you use a nightlight? No. I like it to be pitch black when I sleep.

What’s your opinion on border control? I can only speak for my own experience which is China imposing their own borders on our own seas and blatant bullying of our fishermen, in which my dominant sentiment is "Fuck off." I know this is a very nuanced topic, though, and that this can mean many different things in many different areas.

What are your favorite things to create? An archive of my life – aka this blog.

What’s something you prefer to keep private? My struggles.

Are you good at prioritizing? At work, yes.

If you’re not religious, were you ever? What made you lose faith? I was raised in the Catholic faith (disowned it when I was 10) + had a brief religious phase when I was 17 after the death of my grandfather (disowned it the second time when I was 18). I let go because all of the religious people I know are hypocrites and are discriminatory towards everyone and everything. It didn't make sense that for a religion that encourages acceptance and understanding, all their followers are so judgey about every damn thing.

What feeling do you have the most difficulty in expressing? Disappointment.

When was the last time you looked at your significant other/crush’s Facebook profile? Idk, I haven't had either in so long.

[tomatoluvr69]

I never ever thought I’d be in a place where I vastly prefer an ereader to physical books in most situations…it really creeps up on u. I bought mine used in 2020 bc the libraries were shut down and I got kicked from student housing and all I had was the terrible 00s ya and stuff in my childhood bedroom and was like ugh this sucks I miss paper books. But over the years I’ve started using it more and more due to being w/o a massive public library system with 50 branches like I grew up with… and unfortunately it rocks so much to a) have hundreds of books on me at all times b) adjust the font c) read in a completely unlit room when I’m overstimulated or tired or in a car or overstimulated or ready to go to bed immediately d) keep it on me whenever. fits in the pockets of mens garments e) trick my brain into thinking I’m getting lazy screen time when I’m actually on a book. Tricking your phone into thinking you’re a book when actually you’re your parents etc f) that one time I wanted to read an Amish romance bc I thought it was really funny I could do that without having to physically hold an Amish romance book in public lol aaaaaaaaaaand perhaps my favorite feature of all: g) hold down on the word to get an instant definition!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Literally I still read paper books (when I can get a copy of the one I want without waiting 4-6 weeks bc it required an interlibrary loan from across the state (using up the like two cents of funding the republicans deign to give the libraries down here) or has a waiting list 100 miles long in the county system) and really like them but it’s kind of crazy to see people’s opinions be so staunchly physical book oriented bc I used to be the EXACT same way and thought I’d never ever stoop so low as to use a cold soulless electronic device. But here I am lol…a nice reminder for me to chill out. Live and let live etc. also do u think gatekeepers in the 1500s were so pissed at the printing press and were like “these fucking kids are such lazy gutenbergpilled peasants no fucking thank u I’ll keep my painstakingly handwritten monk illuminated scrolls the OLD fashioned way they just smell sooooo good and u don’t have to charge them even”

[amidnight--dreary]

Okay so first song I put on the playlist was Black Friday by Tom Odell. There were just certain lines in this song that just stood out to me and reminded me of more so Loki’s pov, like

“It's all in my head, it's all in my mind

I'm so selfish, you're so kind

It's all in my head, baby, I can't breathe”

Idk it just stood out to me and kinda reminded me of their earlier days and also the lyrics “I wanna better body, I want better skin, I wanna be perfect” just gave me Loki vibes too, and then “You look so pretty, Pretty like the wind, Every time you touch me I feel adrenaline” makes me think of Loki’s pov of Tony. BUT THEN the part of this song that really got me was towards the end “It's all in my head, Who do I trust? I thought that you loved me, What is happening to us?” Like not only is it the lyrics but it's like the desperation of how he sings that part just reminds me of Loki’s obsessiveness and possessiveness over Tony and that part just makes me think of their big downfall after Tony’s first escape attempt (and his second attempt too probably). Like the emotion and devastation and betrayal at that point of the song just really made me think of them and their downfall.

Next song! Letter to an old poet by boygenius. This one gave me more Tony pov vibes. Especially during their downfall era. A lot of the lyrics remind me of them like, “I said I think that you're special, You told me once that I'm selfish, And I kissed you hard in the dark In the closet.” This just reminds me of them in general. And then “You think you're a good person because you won't punch me” reminded me of Tony’s thoughts when he found out Loki manipulated him into trying to escape to show he won’t punish him. And then the lyric “And I love you, I don't know why I just do” He loves him… he doesn't know why :( “But you're not special, you're evil, You don't get to tell me to calm down you make me feel like an equal but I'm better than you and you should know that by now” this just really made me think of Tony’s pov of Loki in their dark days before Loki let him go.

Next is Bite the Hand by boygenius. This just reminds me of Tony's pov before Loki let him go or maybe after his escape attempt. “I can't love you how you want me to” just fit really well for them I thought. Loki wanted love so bad he bought it and Tony couldn’t love him the way Loki wants him to :( “Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? What do you wanna say? What do you think will change? Maybe I'm afraid of you” This just really fit Tony's pov in my opinion. And then the lyric “I'll bite the hand that feeds me” Also fit his pov to me.

Next is Liquid Smooth, I don’t really have a in-depth dive into this one I just added it in because it reminds me of both of their issues with sex.

Next up is tolerate it by taylor swift. This one hurt lol. To me it’s Loki’s pov in those last few years in Asgard where Tony was cold and distant and ignoring him and being a pretty bad dom to him. “I sit and watch you reading with your head low, I wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed, I sit and watch you, I notice everything you do or don't do, You're so much older and wiser, and I, I wait by the door like I'm just a kid”

Like c’mon. This reminds me of Loki describing how those last few years in Asgard were for him.

“Use my best colors for your portrait, Lay the table with the fancy shit, And watch you tolerate it”

Reminds me of Loki just trying everything to make Tony happy but it doesn’t matter at that point.

“I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life”

This one just also…

Next is illicit affairs, This one just overall reminded me of their relationship in Asgard.

Next is Vampire Empire by Big Thief. This one is honestly just a few lyrics that remind me of them. “You lay upon my pillow and you open like a flower, I wanted to see you naked, I wanted to hear you scream, Wanted to kiss your skin and your everything, I wanted to be your woman, I wanted to be your man, I wanted to be the one that you could understand”

This one I feel could go for either of their povs.

“Well, I walked into your dagger for the last time, It's like trying to start a fire with matches in the snow, Where you can't seem to hold me, can't seem to let me go, So I can't find surrender and I can't keep control”

This one just fits both of them.

“You turn me inside out, and then you want me outside in, You spin me all around, and then you ask me not to spin”

This one is probs more Loki pov

Next is im your man by mitski. This one I feel like could be seen from either of their povs. These are some lyrics that made me think of them;

“You're an angel, I'm a dog, Or you're a dog and I'm your man”

“You believe me like a god, I'll destroy you like I am”

And this next one kinda gives me Loki pov.

“I'm sorry I'm the one you love, No one will ever love me like you again, So when you leave me, I should die, I deserve it, don't I?”

Next is i will by Mitski. This one reminds me of Loki’s pov and desperation to not let go of Tony.

And last one is dog days by ethel cain.

“I think of you while you're at work, Out in the fields, tearing up the earth, But I like you best when you're at home, Giving it to me so nice and fucking slow”

Uhh yeah Loki pov lol.

“No one's ever gonna love me, no, not like you do, Every night, I'm crying in my sleep 'cause I'm dreaming about you, And I've tried so hard to quit you like I promised my mama I would, But it's no good, it's no good”

Still Loki pov

And this next one could go for either of them “You walk a fine line between god and animal, You're just a feral dog I worship in bedroom ceremonials”

“Love's never been more than pain, so baby, show me how bad you hurt”

“You're no good, I'm no good, we're no good”

Okay that’s all! Sorry this got so long lol. I’ll probs end up adding more songs to the playlist at some point. also i realized a lot of these songs have dog motifs and dagger symbolism which i think fits pretty well but i did not do it on purpose lol

Oh my god it's so sweet that you took the time to make the playlist and write this much about it! Don't apologize for it being long it literally gives me life. You've made my day!! Okay I'm gonna listen to the songs and respond to your thoughts lol

I love Tom Odell but somehow I hadn't heard Black Friday before?? Shame on me, it's so good, and it fits really well. The "you're so pretty, pretty like the sun" part in the beginning?? Totally Loki about Tony. You're right, it really fits to Loki's possessiveness and like his desperate attempts to convince them both that it can work like this even though it's already clear that it can't. Thanks Mr. Odell for breaking my heart

"You think you're a good person because you won't punch me" is already devastating on it's own but it totally matches what Tony thinks about Loki a lot of times, and also it's just kinda true?? Like for a while Loki totally thinks he's a good person, or at least better at everyone else on Asgard, just because he gives Tony some basic rights rip. I hadn't heard this one before either but I love it! It's so sad!!

You didn't say anything about Younger and Dumber but! it's so good and it's so Tony thinking about life when he was free. "and the love I feel is so very real it'll drag you down"??? Like?? It breaks my heart also

Bite The Hand is so good!! It really makes me think of Tony's helplessness and him not knowing how to fix things and being fucking scared of Loki all the time even though he loves him. Also the switch from feed to need?? 10/10

I love Mitski so much!! Liquid Smooth makes me feel a lot of things rip it's so ominous and heavy somehow

Oh tolerate it always kills me. I listen to it like twice a day and I think it actually kinda inspired me to write about Tony treating Loki like that so I'm really happy that it reminds you of them!! That means I did something right!!! It's so goddamn heartbreaking oh god

I've never thought about illicit affairs in this context but it totally fits! Like maybe not even in the sexual affair sense and more like. Everyone in Asgard thinks of Tony like an object and meanwhile Loki is just head over heels in love with him. So it's more the emotional aspect he has to hide. And the whole d/s stuff lol

I've never heard Vampire Empire before but I love it!!

I'm Your God is?? Perfect?? "You believe me like a god I betray you like a man" like Loki idolizing Tony in a sense, he's good and in love with him and loyal, wanting it all to be perfect, and then just. Ah well there goes my heart

I Will also breaks my heart when I think about it too much. These all break my heart

Oh Dog Days is one of my favs!! It's so good I love it and it fits so well!!

I think I'm just gonna go ahead and add all these to my own FI playlist lol. Again thank you so much!! 💖 This will give me serotonin for like a week

[tinywitchgoblin]

Hi I would like a ship request for tbb please :) I'm a 22 year old girl I have shoulder length dark brown hair with red highlights. How I dress is either kind of a basic androgynous look like T-shirt/sweatshirt and jeans or kinda sexually charged feminine look, when I'm in the mood to put in an effort with my outfit I typically like to feel sexy. Lots of really tight tank tops and crop tops. Most of my wardrobe is black, I'm a tiny goth at heart but I wouldn't say it reflects so much on my outer appearance as it once did.

I love watching movies + TV shows, it's probably my favorite pastime I rewatch stuff a lot (like I got paid for rewatching Grey's Anatomy or any marvel movie with Bucky Barnes and I could've probably bought a house by now). Hugely into all the nerdy franchises, super heroes, Star Wars, Star Trek, Doctor Who. I love to bake and paint in my free time. I like to read but don't get to as often as I would like because I need utter silence to concentrate or my ears like to hyper focus on literally anything else that is around me 🙃. I'm very soft spoken in group settings, I find it difficult to get in my piece, I get cutoff most times so I tend to just listen to conversations. I do like to be a person that others think they come too if they need to rant about anything but I also get wildly uncomfortable when people cry around me, unless we are like super super close. I do have a bit of maternal instinct and like babies and younger children but do not mistake that for me wanting my own kids. Not gonna happen. Animals only please lol. I like to be helpful were I can but please also be hyper specific with your needs because I will stress about if what I am doing is right or even at all helpful. I love to give gifts. Giving someone something special or thoughtful and seeing them light up brings me the most joy in life. Even if it's as small as like a cupcake if they get any kind of joy out of it I feel that joy too and it makes my heart happy. I can be very snippy and sarcastic especially if you are acting the same way with me. I'll end that here, thank you for your time. ❤️

Of course ❤️

I ship you with...

Tech!

As I'm sure we've all figured out by now, Tech is a Nerd(tm), so being able to learn about your interests fascinates him. He never got to watch movies or TV shows on Kamino; if he wanted to hear a story, he either had to hear someone else tell it or he had to make it up himself. However, now that he's with you, there are so many things for him to watch!! And to make it better, watching new things allows him to spend time with you? Win-win! Just be aware, he will multitask while watching; he just needs to do something with his hands at all times.

Baking with Tech is something you both enjoy as well. Tech much prefers baking over cooking because it's much more exact, and the directions tend to be a lot more specific- something he does well with. He researches new recipes that he wants to make with you, looking up multiple versions to see what techniques work the best, which ingredients to use, etc. so that the final product is the best it can be. Sometimes Tech takes baking a little too seriously, so you might have to reign him in a little bit and remind him that this is a relaxing activity.

When in social situations, you and he tend to stay close together. Depending on the topic, Tech most likely won't have a ton to offer up, so you and he end up sitting and listening to others talk, sitting there and enjoying the company. Sometimes Crosshair will join you, but other times, he needs space to be grumpy. However, whenever you eant to say something and can't seem to get a word in, Tech will make the others stop so that you can talk. It was a little embarrassing at first, but it soon became a habit, because if anything, Tech wants to make sure his loved one is able to express themself fully.

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Thanks for reading! If you want a ship request like this one, drop it in my ask box, and don't forget to reblog 💚

[winderlylandchime]

2/2 Brians mom/sister scene is now up ‘OH FUCK YOU BITCH! Sidenote: he looks really fucking good. His life might be falling a part but he still looks good. Respect. Oh no, his stupid mom. Oh fuck you too. What kind of family is this? This is horrible, no wonder he is fucked up on drugs and alcohol and fucking everyon- actually nevermind that last one could just be a preference, fuck, this man would’ve died in 2020 lockdown. Wait, I’m getting distracted. Oh no this is hurting me. *pauses tv* DID YOU SEE THAT HESITATION! You could tell he was about to tell her off but he had to fully push himself to say fuck you to her because he’s still just a little kid inside. I will start a riot for him. And him only. Oh and my boy Elliot. This guy did not have to act this much in this scene because this all HURT’ (i have no clue who Elliot is btw when i asked he just went ‘oh you know *smacked his fist to his chest* my boy’) ‘SEE TED AND BRIAN HAVE POTENTIAL! Oh teddy, he is in love how do you not know!’ He is now sitting with crossed fingers and looking up in the ceiling ‘please no Ethan, please no Ethan. OH MY GOD! OH MY! Ha, a friend of his uncles..good one Justin, don’t you mean the love of his life? DID THE KID JUST SAY THE F BOMB AGAIN?! PUNCH HIM JUSTIN. HE WOULDVE PAYED HIM! SEE! EVEN NOW HE KNOWS THAT BRIAN IS THE BEST. *pauses tv again* JUSTIN WENT TO GET THE KID TO ADMIT HES LYING?! How are you gonna do that and then look me in the face and say you don’t care for him? HOW DARE HE WEAR HIS BRACELET! Justin, BEAT HIS ASS! It is your time to start throwing punches!’ ‘JUSTIN! CARL! DEBBIE!!! HE SAW THE BRACELET AND IMMEDIATELY WENT TO CARL!!! Of course Justin would know it has Brian’s initials and where he bought it! Totally normal. EXACTLY DEBBIE SHAME ON THEM! Now say that to his mom next! Aw he gave Justin the bracelet, i have never in my life cared this much about a bracelet’ ‘oh for fucks sake they’re actually gonna have a kid together? SPERM BANK! The kid can always find out who the dad is later in life. This is a recipe for disaster’ ‘HE IS SHOOTING UP! OH MY GOD DUDE IS PUTTING DRUGS IN HIS TUSHY!’ Anyway thee Britin scene is up! ‘AHHHHHH he took the bracelet back to him! LOOK HOW BRIAN IS LOOKING AT HIM! HE MISSES HIM! HE LOVES HIM. Makes me wonder how many times Justin tied up the bracelet for him *pauses tv and starts waving his hands around Britin* you see this? DO. YOU. SEE. THIS? THAT! Is called tension. *says it so that he basically pronounces every letter* SEXUAL TENSION! *hits play* They are about to fuck! Brian is gonna slam him into that wall and they are gon- BRIAN NO! WHY WOULD YOU REMIND HIM OF THE EXISTENCE OF THE ONE PERSON NOBODY WANTS TO BE REMINDED OF?! Even Justin looked disappointed at the reminder! This is pure bullsh- did he just toss the bracelet? *rewinds* HE DID! LOOK *rewinds it again while point at the tv* so hold the fuck up. You’re telling me, he stood there and let Justin tie a bracelet on his wrist only for him to take it off and toss it the second Blondie left and i’m supposed to pretend that the reason for that is not just so that he could feel his Blondies touch? Just so that he could have him for one more second? BUT WHY TAKE IT OFF? Is he mad that he reminded him of *makes a face like he just smelled rotten eggs* him? Or is he just not feeling it right now?’ Now usually he would go outside after an episode but he is on a time crunch so he immediately went to ep 5. He has physical therapy today and I’m honestly scared that it was a bad idea to watch this before he went.

He’s still just a little kid inside. I will start a riot for him. I am sobbing right now, he totally gets Brian.

I have never in my life cared this much about a bracelet. LOL so true.

DUDE IS PUTTING DRUGS IN HIS TUSHY. DYINGGGGGGG.

The sexual tension of that scene is so thick it can only be cut with a knife.

i’m supposed to pretend that the reason for that is not just so that he could feel his Blondies touch - MMHMM. EXACTLY.

(Saying a prayer for his PT…)