#matt's family

[addictiedtocrimedrama]

This poll is going to be based on one of my definitions of minor and recurring characters. Minor Characters are the ones who were in one episode but made an impact (whether big or small) on the plot of the episode, while a Recurring Characters are the ones who appear in multiple episodes and may or may not have an impact on the plot.

You will know if they're a minor or major character based on what's written inside the parenthesis (ie minor if there's an ep name in it and recurring if it says 'multiple ep').

I also just placed 'Jack's family' and 'Matt's family" cus if I placed Karen, Ryan, Jossie, Emma, RJ, Kisty, Jake, David, and the twins as separate options that will take up 9 choices and since Tumblr has a maximum of 12 choices for polls so Imma save myself the trouble and just place them into two choices.

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[shorthaltsjester]

the reason critical role is so good is because every campaign features at least one cast member creating a character that they intend to be doomed by the narrative and matt and the rest of the cast going don’t be an idiot, Our Love Will Undoom Them. like in the explanation of percy’s final playlist, taliesin wrote, “Cheers to a happy ending for a character intended by his creator to be karmically irredeemable. May we all be so fortunate.” and just, Yeah.

[polls4you]

Found Family Battle (Second Round)

[ponury-grajek]

happy birthday light yagami you deserved all of this that happened to you <3

[thetorturedlovergirl]

Missing them hours

[wibblyowzah]

You were seared onto my hearts, Amelia Pond. You always will be.

[ericshoney]

Mini Matt ~ Sturniolo Triplets

You and the Sturniolo's had been close even before you were born. Your father was close with Jimmy and when the triplets were born, two years before you, your father and Jimmy still stayed friends, resulting in you having three protective friends who were practically brothers.

As you grew up with the triplets, many people noticed yours and Matt's personalities were very similar, resulting in you gaining the nickname, Mini Matt.

You lived with the triplets in LA, your father letting you move out after you finished school. You had a good following on TikTok as well.

At the moment, you were just chilling on the sofa, scrolling through your phone, waiting on the boys to get ready as you planned a day out. Nick was first to come down, greeting you cheerfully.

"Hey bub!" He exclaimed, joining you on the sofa.

"Hi Nick." You replied casually.

"Anywhere in particular you want to go today?" He asked.

"Not really." You answered.

Nick nodded and soon you were joined by Matt and Chris. The four of you made your way to the car and within the first few minutes of driving, Chris and Nick were arguing about where to go. You looked at Matt, who looked back at you through the mirror, both of you rolling your eyes at the two.

"Will you two shut the fuck up." You said, interrupting them both.

"Yeah it's getting annoying, we've only been in the car for a few minutes." Matt added.

"Alright moody duo." Chris mumbled, as he looked out the window. Nick rolled his eyes as the car fell into a comfortable silence, music playing softly.

After some more quiet driving, you four soon arrived at the mall, finally settling on a destination. When you got out, you walked alongside Matt, both Nick and Chris rushing ahead.

"Let's get food!" Chris exclaimed, as you and Matt reached him and Nick.

"I agree, we missed breakfast." Nick said.

"Ha! You agree with me!" Chris shouted, sticking his tongue out at Nick. Both you and Matt shook your heads.

When you found a place you all wanted to eat, Nick ordered for you all as you found a table to sit at.

"You two aren't very chatty today." Nick mentioned as you all sat to eat.

"Nothing much to say." You said.

"Hard when you two are screaming like fucking monkeys." Matt said.

The two just laughed as you ate. What else made them laugh was the two of you were eating and drinking the exact same thing. Not only was your personality similar to Matt's, so was your eating habits.

"How can you prefer that over Pepsi?" Chris questioned, pointing to your root beer.

"Just do." You answered shortly.

"Alright Mini Matt." He said.

You rolled your eyes but secretly loved the nickname. It made you feel included by the triplets.

"Just cause I prefer root beer over Pepsi and don't say muc-" You began to say but got interrupted by Chris.

"Oh Mini Mattitude!" He shouted, making Nick laugh.

"What?" Matt questioned.

"She has Mini Mattitude!" Chris repeated.

"You have Mattitude and she's a mini version of you." Nick explained, making Matt nod slowly as he looked at you.

"Fucking buffoon." You grumbled, sipping your root beer, making the trio all laugh, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

[godofstory]

on this episode of keeping up with the Targaryens..

team green

team Black

[evebestt]

"Would that you were the King" best line ever written

[microsofttothemax]

stripes duo!!! we need more stripes duo!!!!

[theghooligan]

bloodraven being a tree and giving his great great grandfather sleep paralysis demons all season courtesy of harrenhall and alys:

[strnilolover]

♡ little blurb of !Bakery Owner Matt and reader with their daughter <3

⚠︎ warnings : none

♡ requested : yes here!

Matt had been at the bakery since early this morning. The aroma of freshly baked bread filling the cozy shop. You and your little daughter arrived just as the morning rush started to slow down, making it the perfect time for a family visit.

Your toddler, wrapped in her tiny coat, wobbled her way through the bakery doors, her eyes lighting up as she spotted her daddy behind the counter.

Matt’s eyes darted toward the door as he heard the bell, a smile growing wide on his face. “Look who’s here!” Matt called out as he set down a tray of warm bread rolls. You watched as your daughter, not more than two years old, squealed in delight and toddled towards him, her little hands reaching out.

Matt walked around the counter, his flour covered apron wrapped around his waist as he crouched down to her level. “Da-da!” she giggled, and Matt chuckled, scooping her up and placing her on his hip. “Hey, my little love,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

You made your way over to Matt and your daughter, playfully nudging Matt when you approached, leaning in for a quick kiss. “We missed you this morning,” you said softly, a pout tugging at your lips. Matt’s face softened at your words, his fingers gently rubbing circles on your daughter’s back as he stole another kiss, this time for you.

Your daughter’s attention, however, was fixated on the trays of bread resting on the counter. Her bright eyes widened, her tiny finger pointing towards the golden-brown rolls Matt had just finished shaping. She looked at them curiously, then turned to Matt with a big, toothy grin. “Bun!” she exclaimed, clapping her little hands, clearly proud of herself.

Matt’s eyes widened in surprise, and then a wide grin broke out on his face. “Bun?” he asked, his voice almost a whisper, his heart completely melting. You couldn’t help but laugh softly, your own heart swelling with warmth. It was what you and Matt always called her—a little nickname that had stuck since she was a baby. Your sweet little Bun.

“Yeah, baby,” you chuckled, touching your daughter’s cheek as she beamed. “Just like you.”

Matt chuckled, his eyes misting ever so slightly. “That’s right,” he said to her, his voice thick with emotion, “just like you, my little Bun.”

She giggled again, resting her head against Matt’s shoulder as he held her close. He pulled you close to his other hip as he planted another soft kiss on you, this time on the top of your head. When he pulled his lips away, he turned his head, whispering to your daughter.

“Does my bun want a sweet treat?” He whispered, and her little head shot right up, nodding excitedly as her smile beamed once more. “cookie!”

© strnilolover

♡ a/n : two posts in one day? who am i? (also i have a Chris headcanon that’s finished…should i post it??

[shorthaltsjester]

there is something so, so devastating to me about imogen having spent the past weeks utilizing how much like her mother she appears to be as a way for the hells to gain intel and slip past different situations but how significantly her like . relvin vibes have increased in the past couple episodes. and of course we only have the one interaction with him but the temult dynamic is one of the ones that spins my brain around in knots. there is something very juicy to me about an imogen who can’t escape her mother’s fate because she looks like her spitting image and has her same powers and who can’t escape her father’s fate because she’s also powerless watching the woman she loves disappear.

like relvin in that visit is of course walled off and he’s decades down the road of having seen the woman he loves disappear into the unknown of her powers and what we got of his response to liliana and the idea of helping imogen save her wasn’t unlike imogen’s recent response to laudna. his comment that he always figured that liliana would realize gelvaan wasn’t the place for her, he just also hoped they’d go together when she left is like the domestic small town mirror of imogen’s illogical but real griefguilt about leaving laudna alone by fighting against predathos. i mean relvin specifically brings up that he doesn’t know if liliana was lying to him the whole time about her powers or if she didn’t know either, “it’s a lot to take in at once. you think you know someone, there’s a whole part of their life that they just been keeping secret from you. i was angry. i’m still angry. but you know, a little part of me wants to believe she was just doing it to protect you.“ a sentiment echoed by imogen’s responses to laudna the past few episodes.

and at the end of that gelvaan visit, relvin speaking up enough to tell imogen to “tell her…” but not having anything to say. because liliana made her choice and he knows his words didn’t mean anything before. imogen just watching as laudna shoves a dagger into her own chest, imogen telling her “i’ll always love you, laudna. i just don’t know what to do with it.”

god, in general, imogen who grew up knowing that love isn’t enough. that love is important and it’s a lot, but not enough. relvin and imogen standing with a chasm of grief and a silver locket between them and “i never want you to be afraid of me, daddy” “me neither.” and laudna’s “i don’t like people being mad at me.” and imogen’s “i know.”

because imogen is her father’s daughter. like absolutely with anger at him and complexity in that relationship but silly little cowboy jokes aside, the values imogen expresses are ones that — when not ones born of her experiences with her powers — seem very much contextualized by her upbringing. i mean the ideal life that she dreamt of and dismissed with laudna someday when the apocalypse is over is a small cottage with some horses. relvin lives in a farmhouse furnished for one.

i’ve talked before about how For Me the most fruitful lens for viewing imogen’s story is one of generational trauma, and i think the reasons for that re: liliana are obvious. but i also think that being raised by someone who isn’t privy to the intricacies of whatever haunts their spouse enough that it’s been passed down is another sort of fucked up legacy and i am truly delighted/sorrowed by how messily and interestingly imogen sits at the intersection of these dual temult legacies; one of leaving and one of being left.

[shihoerusu]

[thequeenwechoose]

Daemon Targaryen in Hotd 2x08

[godofstory]

pogo sticks!?