#my kids woke me up at 5:30am and this is what i did with my time.

[bbymunsonx]

The Last Time (Ted's Version)

Chapter Three

chapter warnings: language, implied sexual content

word count: 2.4k

Ted Lasso: Rise and Shine! Are you guys ready?

Coach Beard: I'm already at your door with coffee, Coach.

Ted Lasso: Lacy?

***

I woke up with a jolt as my alarm clock started ringing. The clock read 5:30AM.

Jesus Christ, I thought. My head was pounding and my stomach started to churn. Memories of last night slowly started to come back to me. How I met that loner guy at the bar and how the two of us ended up in the bathroom minutes later. Not one of my finest moments. Hopefully this is a big town and I won't end up seeing him again. 

After a quick shower and putting on some makeup, I finally started to look alive again. Holy fucking shit, I thought to myself as I looked inside my closet. Dozens of dress pants, skirts, dresses, and blouses were hanging neatly. How did she even know my size? This woman is a fucking genius. 

I slipped on a blouse and a skirt and looked at myself in the mirror. After flattening my skirt and playing with the hem of my blouse, I finally looked decent enough to be seen be the general public. 

As I was reaching for my purse, a rhythmic knock radiated off my door. There's only one person who would knock on my door like that this early in the morning. I walked down the steps to see Ted and Beard starring at me with wide eyes. 

"Holy smokes, Lacy Loo! Look at you!" Ted exclaimed while motioning to my outfit. Coach Beard started fanning himself after handing me a cup of coffee. While they were both dressed in AFC Richmond gear and khaki's, I did look a little bit overdressed. 

"Shut up," I laughed and rolled my eyes, "Let's go."

It was about a ten minute walk from our flats to Nelson Road Stadium. It was a beautiful walk, being able to see all the locals riding their bikes and walking their kids to school. The only thing that was a little off was that everyone was staring at us, especially Ted. It's like everyone already knew who we were. 

While passing a man sitting on the bench reading the paper, I looked over and saw the headline for todays paper: Americans Ted, Beard, and Lacy: The New Faces of AFC Richmond

"Christ, looks like we're already famous," I nudged Ted to take a look at the paper.

As we were walking to the stadium, I really wanted to tell the guys about what happened last night. I guess we're all friends now and this is the kind of thing you tell your friends about. 

"Hey guys, I gotta get something off my chest," I looked at them. Ted looked at me, smiling. The little dimple on his cheek making my heart fall into my stomach. 

"Do tell, Ricky Bell." Ted gave me undivided attention. 

"I- uh- I'm really nervous about today." I laughed to myself. I couldn't tell Ted that I slept with some guy last night. What was I thinking? Coach Beard looked at me and Ted and then took a sip of his coffee while smiling. That man always seems like he knows everything. 

"Gosh, me too. My stomach's got more butterflies in it than the Amazon Rainforest. But ya know what? I think we're gonna have a great first day. Fingers crossed that the teacher doesn't give us homework." Ted laughed and kept walking. I let out a fake laugh and followed the two men. 

The second we reached Nelson Road Stadium, the feeling in my stomach was indescribable. It was all just hitting me that I was actually doing this. But, it was all just hitting me now that they wanted me. I'm not sure what Ted, Beard, and I did to make them want us here, but I was filled with so much pride that I actually did something right. 

Ted led the way as Beard and I followed right behind him as we entered the stadium. There was a man standing at the door, probably a little bit older than Ted and Beard and a little shorter. 

"Coach Lasso, Coach Beard, and Ms. Watson! Welcome to Richmond!" The man said as he shook all of our hands. "I'm Leslie Higgins, but everyone just calls me Higgins. I'm the Director of Communications here." 

"It's nice to meet you, Higgins. I'm Ted." 

"I'm Lacy. Thank you so much for," I motioned all around me, "...this." 

"That's all Rebecca Welton. She's the owner of the club. Let me take you up to her office."

"I'm gonna go stake out the lock room, Coach," Beard called after Ted while walking in the complete opposite direction. I felt sort of like a lost puppy, not knowing where to go, so I followed after Ted to meet Ms. Welton. 

After walking through various hallways and up a flight of stairs, we reached the office of Ms. Rebecca Welton. Ted stepped in front of Higgins to do his rhymtic knock on the door before opening it. 

"Hiya, I'm Ted Lasso. I'm your new coach." Ted greeted before stepping into the office. Rebecca got up to meet Ted and I. I've never been one to shy away from my sexuality, so my breath got stuck in my throat as soon as I saw Rebecca. She was a tall, beautiful woman. 

"Hello, I'm Rebecca. It's very nice to meet both of you." She shook both of our hands. 

"I'm Lacy." I smiled at her. Why is everyone here so gorgeous?

"Well, Ted, I'm hoping you know what you're doing as far as training, yeah?" Rebecca inquired. 

"Oh yeah. I feel as confident as I did the first time I went horseback riding. I may have fallen and broken my leg, but I felt confident while doing it." Ted smiled. Rebecca just looked at Ted with a blank look on her face. 

"You'll get used to it after a day or two." I looked at Rebecca. 

Ignoring me, Rebecca continued, "And Ms. Watson. I heard you were the best journalism and communication students at Wichita State. I'm going to need you to be the best here, too. This football club's image rests in your hands. You control what people get to see and hear on the outside, yeah? Don't disappoint me." 

"I wouldn't dream of it, Ms. Welton." My voice shook a bit as I spoke. 

"The first official day of training will be tomorrow. I except you two to make yourselves comfortable with the stadium, as I presume Coach Beard already has. Coach Lasso, your office will be in the locker room. Ms. Watson, your office will be right next to Coach Lasso's. On your desk will be all the social media passwords and everything you need to know. But please bother Higgins with any questions." Rebecca started to head back to her desk, obviously making it clear to Ted and I that she wanted us gone. 

"Thank ya, Boss." Ted saluted as we left. As the door shut behind us, Ted and I looked at each other with a tad of fear in our eyes.

"Well she seems fun," I dragged out fun as Ted laughed. 

"I'm a little scared of her, but she's a strong, independent woman. They're supposed to be scary." Ted said. 

"You're damn right," I replied as I walked in front of Ted, leading the way. "Let's go onto the pitch. I wanna see what it's like to be out there."

Ted walked behind me the entire way until we finally found our way onto the pitch. We both looked around, having absolutely nothing to say. Ted has coached before, so he knows what it's like to be out on a pitch like this. I've never done anything like this in my life. 

As Ted reached down to put his hand on the green, a man came running up towards him.

"Hey! Stop! What are you doing?" The man called after Ted. Ted quickly got up, wiping his hands on his khakis.

"Who the hell are you?" The man questioned us. 

"Um, I'm Coach Ted Lasso. This is your new director of PR, Lacy Watson." Ted answered. 

"Director of PR?" I whispered to Ted, so slightly so the man wouldn't hear us. 

"I thought it sounds fancy so I just went with it." 

"Oh fuck! I'm sorry! Please take all the grass you want," the man knelt down and took a clump of grass from the pitch and handed it to Ted, which he took. 

"Well thank you. But I'm just gonna put this back right here," Ted put the grass back on the ground. "Who are you?"

"Me?" The man questioned. 

"Yeah, what's your name?" 

"I'm Nate. I'm the kitman." Nate replied, timidly. 

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Nate. As he said, I'm Lacy." I held out my hand to let him shake it. I could tell we were going to be good friends. 

"I'm so sorry I yelled at you back there," Nate apologized profusely. 

"It's alright, Nate. You're just doing your job. Hey, while you're here, do you mind showing us where the locker room is?" Ted asked. 

"Absolutely, this way." We followed Nate across the pitch and found ourselves in the locker room. It felt wrong to be in here, but I guess since my office was in here, I think it's okay. 

Even though our first official day of training is tomorrow, all the players were here today doing training on their own. 

Coach Beard sat in their office, reading a book, letting the players run amuck. As we entered their office, there was a door to the right which lead straight into my office. I would definitely have to invest with some decorations with my first paycheck, but it's a nice space. 

"Coach, have you spoken the players yet?" Ted asked Beard, to which Beard just shook his head. 

"Alright, wish me luck." Ted went to go talk to the players. Beard and I followed behind him and stood behind him. 

"Hi, ya'll. My name is Ted Lasso and I'm gonna be your new coach. Behind me is Coach Beard, who will be coaching me. And the lovely lady standing next to him is Ms. Lacy Watson. She's the one that's gonna make sure we look good online. Um.. I know this is as strange as a monkey riding a bike down the street, but I think we're all gonna have a good season together, alright."

One of the players just growled back and stood up to talk to Ted. 

"You must be Roy Kent." Ted said. Oh shit, I've heard of Roy Kent. He's the captain. Kind of a scary guy. 

"Fucking wanker." He growled at Ted before walking over to me and looking at me dead in the face, "Welcome to Richmond, Lacy." I felt so special. I'll have to make sure to rub it in Ted's face after we left. 

As the players started to disperse, there was a guy in the room that looked vaguely familiar. As he went to leave and I saw his face, I knew exactly who it was. Jamie. He looked back up at me with shock in his face before he left. 

"Ted, I'll be right back." I called out to him before running after Jamie. 

"Hey!" I yelled down the hallway until Jamie stopped and pulled out his headphones. "Last night never happened, yeah? We are to start fresh. Right now. Hi! I'm Lacy. Nice to meet you!" Jamie looked unimpressed.

"I literally did ya last night. I know who ya are." Jamie said, which caused me to roll my eyes. 

"Okay, so you completely missed the point of what I said. Last night did not happen. Please, Jamie." I pleaded. 

"Alright, yeah. Never happened." Jamie rolled his eyes as he put his headphones back on and walked away. As Jamie walked away, I looked at the end of the hallway to see Coach Beard looking at me, shaking his head. 

Shit. 

***

After we sat in our respective offices for a little bit getting comfortable, we decided to call it a day. 

As we reached our flats, Ted asked, "Do you guys wanna pop in for a quick drink? Talk about our days?"

"Nope." Coach Beard's door was already shut by the time he answered. 

"What about you, Lacy Loo?" Ted looked at me and motioned to his open door. 

"Don't mind if I do, dirty shoe," I physically cringed as the words were coming out of my mouth, "I'm sorry. I tried, but I fucking hated that."

"Yeah, no. I appreciate the effort." Ted laughed. 

After walking into the flat, I flopped on his couch and immediately covered my face in my hands. 

"What's on your noggin?" Ted asked almost immediately, his face covered in concern.

"Ted, if I tell you something, you have to promise not to hate me." I was so nervous, but I had to tell him about Jamie. Beard was already judging me about it and I needed someone in my corner. 

"Lace, in the approximately 48 hours that I've known you, I can't think of any reasons not to like you. So lay it on me."

I groaned, "I can't. I can't do it. I feel icky."

"If I tell you something personal, would you tell me?" Ted asked, to which I nodded. "My wife and I did a little bit of marriage counseling before I came out here. Our counselor, Dr. Jacob, had us come up with a word that meant we had to tell the other how we were feeling, no matter what."

"That's a good idea. Good job, Dr. Jacob." I laughed. 

"Oklahoma is the word Michelle and I came up with. Maybe we can come up with one?" Ted offered. 

"Hmm," I pondered, "Panda. It's my favorite animal and it's really hard to be sad when you're thinking of a panda."

"Alrighty, then. So, panda." Ted said. 

"I slept with Jamie," I word vomited all over the place, "Last night, I met him in the pub down the street and we did it in the bathroom." I refused to look at him because I don't think I can handle him physically judging me. 

"Alrighty, yeah. I'm gonna go get that drink." Ted almost ran into the kitchen.

"Are we gonna talk about it?" I called after him. 

"Nope!" He yelled back. 

Okay, yeah that's fair. But at least he knows and he didn't automatically throw me out of his apartment. 

Ted came back into the living room with two cups, handing me one. "Cheers to new friends and new beginnings." He held out his glass for us to clink. 

"Cheers to that, Teddy." 

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[tamales78]

Series: Teacher!Slenderman X OC!Reader

Chapter 3

Warning: Teacher X Student relationship, College Teacher &Student, Mention & use of drugs, smut 18+, reader is 21, alcohol use

Summary: Amelia is used to being a straight-A student since middle school. Her English teacher Professor Slender grades her an F after finding out she used AI. How will she be able to keep her good grades? And have the English teacher do her favors?

Note: This is a short chapter

*Amelia Harper Submitted Assessment Essay*

Slender clicked on Amelia's submission, excitement blooming knowing her work would be the best of her class period. However, that excitement plummets when the extension shows how she used AI.

"What the hell?" He asks himself dumbfounded that Amelia. Amelia who was his best student would use ai. This was the easiest assessment he had given in the whole school year. He was practically serving the A on a platter.

Not to mention, that Amelia knew very well the moment he saw signs of plagiarizing or AI that it was a big fat 0.

So that was what he did. What surprised him most was how the five kids who came in late turned in their assessments along with the other assessments with zero signs of AI.

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Amelia woke up slamming her alarm clock to get ready early for school. 5: 30Am her phone showed as she got up to take a shower.

While in the shower she hears the very familiar phone ringtone she has for Jane. Groaning and wrapping herself around a towel she goes to her phone and answers Jane's call.

"Jane?" Amelia groans.

"What's with Jeff asking me out and Nina being pissed?!" She shouts obviously confused.

"Remember, how I said E.J. told me Jeffrey was going to ask out some random girl?" Amelia tells her to get a school change.

"Oh my gosh! ME?!" Jane gasps and yells waking up Liu who was asleep next to her.

"Mhm. Nina's pissed at me, Jeff, and you."

"What?! Why?!"

"I'll tell you at our usual table during lunch," Amelia confirms finishing to get changed and adding some lipgloss before heading out the door. As she walked down the hall, she crossed by Liu's door room and laughed at seeing a disheveled Jane come out.

"Busy?" Amelia smirks.

"I-I stayed up late."

"Sure, I bet that's why your shirt is on backward." Amelia giggles handing her friend a hoodie.

"Shit!"

As they stepped out Amelia began telling Jane her encounter with Slender in the coffee stand, and what has been going on class between the both of them.

"Girl!" Jane gasps not believing a grinning Amelia, as they stopped by the same coffee stand Amelia had her encounter with Slender.

"I know, i know. Is it weird?"

"Are you really asking me this? Of course it is!" Jane tells her as they order two iced lattes.

While ordering from the corner of her eye Amelia finds Slender who was stomping angrily. She smiled and waved at him, however, he simply scoffed passing by her.

"What was that?" Jane asked Amelia as she paid the barista.

"I don't know."

"Were you able to finish the essay?"

Amelia nods showing her friend her submission without noticing Slender had graded it.

"ZERO?! HOW AMELIA?!" Jane asked her friend surprising her.

"W-What?!" Amelia gasps looking at the big fat zero with a note.

'I'm not stupid. Just cause I've been friendly with you, it doesn't give you a free ticket to get lazy and use AI.'

"Shit!" Amelia shakes her head finally knowing why Slender scoffed at her.

"S-See you later." She tells Jane as her friend passed her the latte, and watched her run to Slender's class.

[newhologram]

Okay, baby’s first surgery. Had to be at the hospital at 5:30am. They did more pre-op labs and EKG just to be extra safe. Both arms’ veins aren’t in great shape so they didn’t even try the IV there. They couldn’t get my left hand but were able to get my right (ow!). Blood rushed out all over my hand, oops. Techs kept asking if I had kids, presumably because I was about to get sterilized. Every time I told them I have 4 cats, they laughed. They all took good care of me and my main nurse remembered me from my 3 day flare-up stay last year. The anesthesiologist asked about the fibromyalgia. He understood that it makes surgery a lot more painful (plus slower healing and can cause a flare) so he made sure to have the right drugs ready for me. He even asked if I have a pain doctor so I explained the whole ordeal I went through getting and losing mine, how I can’t get one that’ll give me the right meds. He shook his head and expressed frustration at how hard it is for patients to get adequate pain management. 100%, dude. Then I finally got to meet the surgeon. Been going to his OBGYN office for a few years but never got to interact with him. We went over the procedure and he warned me that there’s a chance the endometriosis might make it hard for him to even access my uterine tubes. I let him know about my past MRI findings (lesion on bladder, multiple on colon, kidneys backed up, enlarged pelvic lymph nodes, fatty liver) so he kept that in mind. When I woke up, it was instant shaking and crying. The pain was so bad it had my teeth chattering, the same kind of terrible cramping I get from the endo. Someone goofed and had already taken out my IV before I woke up so they had to put it back into my sore hand to give me a dose of hydromorphone. One wasn’t enough though, I couldn’t settle down, so they gave me another. Thankfully the pain’s been manageable since I got home, I’m mostly sore and tender at the incisions. So tiny! Other than that, my throat and mouth are raw from the breathing tube and I'm definitely feeling the gas pain referring to my shoulders. I was hoping to talk to the surgeon after to hear how it went but he was already gone💀Bruh. No info about whether there were any cysts or lesions. I have to wait 2 weeks for a follow up. I know we have to wait for pathology anyway but I wanted to hear what he saw in there. Hope I get to see pics at the follow up at least. :\ I was also sent home without antibiotics or painkillers, which I think must be a mistake? I was told at my consult a year ago I’d be given stuff. So gotta call them again tomorrow. Luckily I still have some bentyl so I took that as soon as I got home. They cleared me for cannabis and whatever else I need right away. Going to see about getting another vitamin IV infusion soon. My friend is going to stay with me during the day to help me out this first week but I’m still taking extended time off to focus on rest and healing. So far my body isn’t freaking out as bad as I thought it would but we’ll see. Relieved to officially be permanently sterilized. ❌🤰 Thanks for all the messages! I’ll keep everyone updated when I learn more.

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No Longer Alone Together: Part 7

Part 7 | Masterlist

December 20th: Atlas Day

She has a really bad nightmare that night. She wakes up in a pool of sweat, crying so hard it startles Spencer awake too. “Hey, hey, you’re okay. I’m right here…” 

She turns into him and cries harder, searching for his warmth to feel real again. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? What happened?” 

“I— I,” she stutters while trying to catch her breath. “I died again…” 

It always felt so real. 

She woke up with the kids, she kissed them before they took the bus to school and then she went to work. Completely normal. But she wasn’t at her normal work. She was at a dig site, she was in a tunnel trying to get to something big for the museum when it all went south.

The walls started closing in. The way the dirt smelled like pure earth as it filled her lungs and swallowed her whole. She was fighting for air, scratching at the surface, so close to saving herself, scared she’d never see her babies again, it was the last thought she had before it went dark. 

It was dark for so long… too long for a dream. 

Once she was awake all she could do was throw herself into Spencer's arms to ensure that she was still real. His chest is warm, his hands are sturdy, and his breathing is loud. He’s real. It’s real. It’s okay. 

“You’re not dead, you’re very much alive, my love,” he assures her, rubbing her back and her arms, creating friction against her skin so she’d start believing him. “You’re here, I’m here. It’s okay.” 

“Yeah,” she lets out a shaky breath, settling ever so slowly. Her body was still on high alert. “I died like my mom…” 

“The brain is so fucking mean,” he can’t believe it. “I’m so sorry, love.” 

“It’s cause it’s his birthday,” she puts two and two together. “She died when I was 8… now he’s 8.” 

“You’re not going to die,” he isn’t assuring her, he’s telling her. “It’s not happening this year, or ever, actually. I’m not letting it.” 

“Okay,” she manages to laugh at how serious he is. “If you say so I guess it has to be true.” 

“I make the rules,” he teases, resting his cheek against the top of her head. 

She lets out another deep breath, actually settling this time. She wraps her arms around him and holds him a bit tighter. “I’m sorry I woke you up.” 

“Don’t be, it’s more than okay,” he would stay up all night for her if he had to. She knew that because he has stayed up with her many nights before. “I love you.” 

“I love you, more,” Spencer whispers back. “But you can win today…” 

“I love you, most, how about that?” She quotes tangled, knowing almost all the words to that film thanks to the kids. 

Spencer turns to look at the clock on his night table, it’s only 5:30am, the kids don’t have to get up for another 2 hours, and he doubts that she’s going back to sleep. “Do you want to go downstairs and set up all his presents early and have breakfast, just me and you?” 

She nods, “please?” 

“Come on,” he gets her out of bed, they get dressed and tiptoe past the kids rooms on their way downstairs. 

It’s nothing gourmet or exciting, he simply puts a few waffles in the toaster and sets out some syrup, but it’s nice to get to eat together, just the two of them, in their own home. Having kids meant they were never alone together anymore, they always had someone watching over them or nearby… she doesn’t miss it, she just wishes they had more time together before they did the whole family thing. She wishes she knew Spencer her whole life. No matter how much time she got with him, it would never feel like enough. 

After they eat, they get Atlas’s birthday presents out from the hiding spot in the back of Spencer's office. The kids didn’t know it was there, only they did… it was originally a place for Y/N and the kids to hide in the case of an intruder while Spencer was at work, but now it’s basically Santa’s workshop— they have wrapping paper organized on the wall, tape dispensers on the desk beside the art supplies they use to write letters back to the kids from Santa. T shelves are filled with baskets that had each kid's name on them, and each basket was filled with little gifts collected over the year for their stockings and good behaviour rewards. Everything has a place, it’s the coolest room in their house… but right now it looks like a Christmas glitter bomb went off as they prep for the big day.

Atlas had asked Santa for something neither one of them expected him to this year, it’s the biggest gift in the room and they’ve been worried about how the heck they were going to wrap it up for him… now they can actually just set it up in the kitchen and he can use it right away while the sky is still dark enough outside. 

He’s suddenly done a 180 in his interest on earth's rocks and started paying a lot of attention to the moon instead. It started in the summer when they went star gazing and got more intense right after she taught him about how the earth moves around the sun. Now he wants to know everything about their solar system. With Spencer being gone and her field of knowledge being paleontology, she had to find help to answer all his questions. She asked her colleague at the air and space museum for book recommendations and the next day he was in her office with a box of his old books for Atlas. 

He’s been obsessed ever since. 

At the start of the month, he saw that national geographic sold telescopes for kids, when he was looking at all the little science kits they offered… it’s almost $400 for a kids toy, it’s expensive and he’ll probably outgrow it, but he wants it. And sure, he asked Santa for it because Santa can make anything and money isn’t a problem for him… but they wanted to get it for him if it’s this big of a deal to him. 

They want to reward his interests, they don’t want him to have to wait for Santa to get into things he likes. 

For the first time in his life, he’s found an interest that is purely his own. At first he liked rocks cause his big cousin Henry had so many, then he liked dinosaurs because that’s where mommy worked. And there was a little period in time when he wanted to be an FBI agent, and then a writer, but mostly, his copycat tendencies were directed toward his mother. He loved fossils and rocks and crystals, he knew everything about every exhibit and could probably lead her tours for her, he could probably even teach a class on carbon dating bones… he was a little genius. 

And now that he likes space, they can throw in another extra present for him to go along with what they’re planning for the girls. 

In the spring they’re taking a trip to Florida, Luna wants to meet some princesses at Disney World and ever since Noelle heard that you can actually watch the sun go down and the lights go on in Radiator Springs, she’s been dying to go as well. The Kennedy Space centre isn’t too far away from Disney World, it wasn’t hard to add another day into their plans, and this way a real astronaut would be able to answer every question Atlas had. 

On Christmas morning the kids would know all about the trip, till then, their tickets and boarding passes are waiting in their stocking baskets along with Mickey Mouse ears and some NASA pins. 

Luna cries that morning when she doesn’t find her parents in their bed, she’s sniffling with her teddy and blanket when she comes down the stairs to look for them. “Where are you, mommy? Daddy?” 

“Oh honey,” Spencer picks her right up and wipes her cheeks, replacing her tears with soft kisses. “We came down to make your brother's birthday present.” 

“Oh yeah,” she brightens up. “It’s Atlas day!” 

“It is,” Y/N joins them, kissing Luna on the head to make sure her crying randomly wasn’t a sign she was getting sick. She wasn’t normally one to cry unless very overwhelmed, overtired or getting sick. 

She doesn’t feel warm, but they’d keep an eye on her just in case. It would suck if she’s sick on Christmas. 

“Do you want to go upstairs and wake him up with me?” Spencer suggests, “we’ll go get Noa first and then we can all give him a big hug in his bed, okay?” 

“Okay,” she nods along, sleep-filled eyes and her face all puffy from just waking up, she’s the cutest thing in the world. 

Spencer sets her down on the ground and she takes off up the stairs with her parents following swiftly behind her. She twists the door knob to Noelle’s room carefully but swings the door open a bit too hard, startling her sister. “What the heck?” The 6-year-old complains as she rubs her eyes, “Luna?” 

“Wake up, it’s Atlas day!” She whisper shouts.

“Do you want to help us wake up your brother?” Spencer explains why they’re all in her room a bit better than the 4-year-old could. 

“Yeah,” she stretches real hard, arms extended over her head and back arching till it cracks a few times. She rubs her now-healed arm, forgetting that she doesn’t have the cast anymore and she can extend it a lot more than before. She tosses her sheets back and hops down to the floor, pulling her sister into a quick hug to say good morning, and then her parents. 

Spencer kisses the top of her head, “sleep good?” 

She nods, “I had a dream I was making cakes with Selena Gomez…” she recalls, clearly watching way too much Selena+ chef on her iPad again. It was one of her favourite shows during the pandemic, she watched it almost as much as she watched Cars 3. What a weird combination, but so totally Noelle. 

She hugs her mom too, giving her a quick kiss before she heads to her brother's door and waits for the okay to open it. Y/N takes the door handle in her hands instead, twisting it slowly and opening it carefully… but all that care is useless when the girls run in shouting happy birthday. He sits up, startled as can be and then he smiles. His sisters jump into his bed and smother him in hugs, all giggling together within seconds. Spencer wraps an arm around Y/N watching from the doorway with matching smiles. 

They had the perfect family. 

The girls run down the stairs first, leaving Atlas to walk down holding Y/N’s hand with Spencer behind, holding up his phone camera so he can capture the shock and awe on his face when he sees his gift. 

He lights right up, gasping as he lets go of his mother's hand to cover his mouth, “no way…” he stops walking at the entrance of the living room, stuck in shock as he stares at his telescope with a big red bow placed on top of it. 

“It’s not the one you wanted, it’s better,” Spencer explains. “The National Geographic one wasn’t that good once we looked into it.” 

“But what if Santa brings that one?” Atlas worries.

“Oh,” Y/N turns to Spencer and improvises. “Um, Santa reached out to us through one of the elves and said he didn’t have any telescope glass left and it was hard to make more so we said we’d get you one for your birthday if he got everything else on your lists.” 

“Even Noa and Lulus?” He lights up for his sisters. “Thats so nice of Santa?” 

“Isn’t he just the best?” Y/N says with a smile, unable to keep a straight face. Lying to the kids about a magical man who brings them presents is so weird, but so fun. 

Atlas pulls her in for a hug, “thank you so much!” 

“You’re welcome, Bug,” she kisses the top of his head a few times. “It’s not the only gift we got you… go look.” 

On the table beside his telescope are 2 wrapped presents and a spaceship bag stuffed with bright green tissue paper. He opens the bag first, quickly pulling the paper out and dropping it to the floor. He pulls out a big puffy bomber jacket in his size. It’s dark blue with patches all over it. A huge NASA patch on the back, the Artemis 1 logo on the sleeve and an orange tag on the zipper the same way the astronauts have on their suits. He puts it on right away, loving it so much. 

“And look in the pocket,” Spencer instructs. “We did something really cool for you earlier this year…” 

“What?” He pulls a piece of paper out of the jacket pocket, unfolding it to see a boarding pass. 

“The Artemis 1 flew around the moon this month, remember we watched it take off?” Y/N explains. “We signed your name up so it’s on a flash drive that’s flying around the moon forever now… your name is in space.” 

“Wow,” he’s amazed, holding the paper with big glossy eyes. “Maybe I’ll go to the moon one day too?” 

“Maybe,” Spencer agrees. “Till then, your name has travelled 1.3 million miles and NASA is going to send me an email every time you can send your name up for something else too and you can save all the miles and see how far in space your name can go.” 

“Wow,” he says again, overwhelmed and starting to cry. “This is so cool, dad?” 

“It was your mom's idea,” he passes on all the credit. “She heard about it at work.” 

“My friend Scott, who gave you all those books, actually, he told me all about it and I knew I had to sign you up,” she explains. “I’m so glad you like it.” 

“I LOVE it!” He assures her with a huge smile. 

He opens his two other gifts, one is a real big book about Space accompanied by an audiobook from Neil deGrasse Tyson that he can listen to in his room while reading along.  His other gift was a couple nice T-shirts that he could pick from to wear to school today. He loves them all, he wants to get dressed in his gifts but they convince him to eat breakfast first before getting ready so he doesn’t ruin anything. 

They have pancakes with sprinkles and whip cream, it’s a feast for a king. He’s so excited about everything that he almost forgets that there is a present he wants to give to his sisters. All 3 of them, technically. He passes the Christmas tree on his way upstairs and sees the little gift he wrapped with his mom on the first night his bedtime got pushed back, it’s no perfect, but it’s definitely wrapped by him. He picks it up and comes barreling back into the kitchen with it. “Noa, Luna, this is for you!” 

“You can’t touch the Christmas tree presents!” Noelle almost loses her mind, “the elves are going to find out! Go put it back!” 

“No, no it’s from me,” he puts it on the table, “right mom?” 

“Oh, oh yeah,” she was doing the dishes, she has to wipe her wet hands off on her pyjama shirt and rush over to the table before a freakout happens. “Atlas wanted to give you guys something today too, isn’t that nice of him?”

“Oh,” Noelle settles down, ever the rule follower if it meant getting her brother in trouble. “We can open it early?” 

“Yeah, here,” Atlas slides it over to her, “come help, Lulu.” 

She sits beside her sister and the two of them peel off the wrapping paper together to see a small cardigan. “This won’t fit me?” Luna knows, “thank you?” 

“Are we supposed to give this to Mabel?” Noa rationalizes, holding it up to her chest to see how tiny it is. 

“Actually,” Atlas beams with excitement, “it’s for our new little sister…” 

“What sister?” Luna asks while Noelle's eyes light up and turn to her mom. 

“You’re having another baby?!” She all but screams as she realizes what they mean. 

She nods with a sweet smile, “I am…” 

“AH!!!” She screams at the top of her lungs with excitement, causing Luna to do the same, and all the screaming makes Spencer come running from upstairs. 

He’s half-dressed, getting ready to shovel a bit of the driveway before taking the kids up to the bus stop, “what’s going on? Are you alright?” 

Y/N’s laughing with them, watching them jump on their chairs and cheer, “mommy is having another baby!!” Luna cheers. 

“It’s a girl!” Noelle screams back, “we have another sister!” 

Spencer holds his hand over his heart and sighs, “you cant scream like that, I thought someone was breaking in?” 

“We’re okay,” Y/N explains walking over to him and wrapping her arms around him. She gives him a big kiss on the lips, whispering, “we’re really, really okay,” against them. 

—

They spend most of the morning wrapping all the presents they have for the kids, taking the chance to do it while no one is around to accidentally see them. They get everything wrapped by the time Luna’s bus is stopping at the top of the driveway, dropping her off from her half day, only someone else is in the driveway waiting for her, not her dad. 

Her mom and dad are busy “baking cookies” like they do every year…

“Looney Tunes!” Diana calls out to her with open arms, Liam right behind her with a big smile. 

“Gramma!” She cheers, rushing to them as quickly as possible in her winter boots, big heavy coat and book bag dragging her down. She hasn’t seen them in about a month, they left just a couple of days before Spencer got home, it was like a trade-off of missing someone for Luna. 

They smother her in hugs and kisses and then Spencer is rushing to the end of the driveway, “mom? What are you doing home?” 

“We got our days mixed up,” Liam explains, placing a hand on Spencer's shoulder and pulling him in for a hug. “But now we’re home for the big guy's birthday.” 

“This is perfect” Spencer holds his father-in-law for a few moments, pulling back just as his mom puts his daughter back down on the snowy driveway. “Mom…” 

“My boy,” she opens her arms for him to fall into, holding her close and absorbing all the love she’s been dying to give him since he left on his big press tour. 

“When did you get here?” He wonders, they never knocked on the door… or if they did, Spencer was too busy to hear it. 

“A few minutes ago but we know the bus schedule,” Liam explains, taking Luna's backpack for her. “Figured you’d want as much time alone as possible…” 

Spencer looks at him with wide eyes, “we were just making Christmas cookies…” 

“Uh huh, sounded like it,” Diana can’t help but laugh. “You’re all flushed, sweetie…” 

He sighs, embarrassed, “well, come on in then…” 

Inside, Liam and Y/N hug and reconnect, they all have a cookie while Spencer puts the kettle on and warms up some lunch for Luna. They share a bunch of photos from their trip and ask all about the kids December traditions. Grandma and grandpa get a copy of the kids Santa photos and some other cute things they’ve done over the month. 

“Any other big things?” Diana asks, wanting to hear all about the new Prentiss baby that was just born. 

“Mommy, do you have a photo of our baby yet?” Luna asks, not thinking anything of it. 

“Your baby?” Liam repeats, “are you pregnant again?” 

Diana lights right up as well, the two of them exploding with excitement as Y/N nods, “yeah, I’m super pregnant…” 

She’s wrapped up in a million hugs it seems, she can't get any words in without Liam or Diana wanting one. They lay their hands over her growing belly, she hasn’t really noticed it all that much but she’s approaching 3 months, and she’s definitely growing. 

She wants to tell them more, but she has to go out and get the cake for their little party tonight, it’s supposed to be just them and the cousins, they’re all coming right over after school for pizza and a movie on the projector in the playroom. This year Atlas has requested an ice cream cake even though his birthday is in the middle of the winter and the snow hasn’t stopped falling since Sunday morning. Who were they to say no to him, though? It was his special day so he got whatever he wanted. 

Grandma offers to stay with the kids, but Spencer wants to stay home too, so Y/N gets a rare day trip out to the shops with her own dad. He drives, knowing how much she hates to drive while pregnant. She really only does it for work, and even then, Spencer sometimes drives her in while the kids are at school so she doesn’t have to. It was going to be interesting heading back to work in a few days and driving on her own, but she’d deal with that then. Right now, she’s having a great time. 

“We got the kids all matching shirts from Alaska, you should’ve told us there was a new baby, now she doesn’t have a shirt,” Liam complains, playfully of course, he didn’t mind. He loved his grand-babies so much it made her heart swell. 

“We found out the other day that she has down syndrome and we have a few more tests to do in the new year, too,” it just falls out of her. She needs her dad to know, “didn’t mom's aunt have it?” 

Liam nods, “yeah, your great aunt Doreen, she passed away when you were about Luna's age from a heart condition… science has changed so much since then though, sweetheart.” 

“I know, Spencer was telling me that the life expectancy now is 60, I’m really hopeful,” she admits with a shaky breath, nervous as ever. “I’m so worried for her already… with the others I was hopeful but from the second I went into the doctors they were reminding me I’m old and making me feel like she’s going to resent me for having her so late in life.” 

“I’m sure she won’t,” Liam reaches out for her hand to hold it. “you’re such a good mom to those kids you’ve got now and you’re a wonderful aunt to all the other little ones always wondering around your house… she’s going to fit right in and she has 14 built-in friends in those cousins and siblings. She’s going to be well protected in life, well-loved too.” 

“I know,” she tries to remind herself of that a lot ever since Spencer said it first. “I was bullied for the dumbest things as a kid, I guess I just worry kids haven’t gotten any better over the years… and then you know what Altas said when we told him? He just said he loved her already… how the heck did I get such sweet kids? Like what did I do to deserve him?” 

“Your mom used to ask me that all the time,” he reminisces. “She would’ve loved them…” Lucky for them they’re pulling up into the Dairy Queen parking lot when his eyes start to water.

“I’m also scared that I’m going to die this time,” she whispers. “I keep having dreams where I die and it’s always like what happened to mom… I suffocate in some dig site and I never see my kids again and it feels like a premonition.” 

“It’s not,” he reaches over for her hand to hold it. “You’re just pregnant, you’ve always had irrational pregnancy dreams… you remember when you were pregnant with Noelle, I was staying in your guest room while Spencer was on a case and you woke up screaming 'cause a bird stole Atlas from his crib in your dream?” 

“yeah…” it was kinda funny looking back on it. 

“A bird never stole him or the girls. This dream isn’t going to come true either,” he assures her. “I really had no idea I’d still be consoling you about bad dreams in my 70s, but here I am.” 

She laughs, wiping away the tear that falls down her cheek, “that bodes well for me, I’m going to get to baby them until they’re all 40, too, aren’t I?” 

“Yes, yes you will,” he pulls her in and kisses the top of her head, just like she did to all her babies now.

[journiland]

Okay, so yesterday. (This is gonna be lonnng.)

I woke up earlier than usual and got the animals done, but Eclipse's udder looked really big and her tail ligaments felt like squish. (Mind you, I'm not great at feeling them.)

So even though it was 5 days early, it looked like she was going to go within 24 hours.

Vampire and I hustled and spent all day building the kidding stall (I'll get pics later), cleaning and putting clean hay on that section, and putting in a heat lamp, hay feeder, and waterer.

Meanwhile, Oldest was ALSO showing multiple signs of imminent labor all day, up in PA. And she really wants me there. (And again, she ALSO was early, not due for another month!)

Vampire and I worked until after dark, then went to clean the church. I had a bunch of milk that expired the next day, so I was making two batches of pudding, plus a double batch of the family favorite ham and potato casserole (for the fam), and ham, sunchoke, and broccoli casserole (for me, the nightshade-intolerant,) all at the same time. (New invention, it's a keeper.)

Oldest went to the hospital because her contractions were getting regular. She was 3-4 cm dilated and having regular contractions. They gave her multiple doses of meds, but she progressed to 5 cm and contractions weren't stopping.

She was really upset and really wanted me there. Her partner was not being very supportive. I hated to leave the goat, but video chat is a thing. I figured I could walk the guys through it if she needed help.

I can't drive in the dark, but I was about to try and just drive really slow. Vampire had skipped an entire night's sleep to build all the goat stuff. (He usually sleeps from early morning to late afternoon.) He wasn't any shape to drive, but he did call his mom, who was just about to go to bed (it was about 12:30 am at this point), and she agreed to drive me to PA. She doesn't mind driving in the dark.

I have distinctively different views than my MIL on many things, but I really appreciate her in times like this. We get along pretty well, though I have to censor myself a lot. (Especially now that the kids aren't little, so my language includes a decent amount of cursing 😂)

We left about 1:30am. Ish. It was very foggy. A few minutes after we left, Oldest said the contractions were slowing down a bit, but still coming. We kept driving, because 5 cm. But they kept slowing and finally stopped. We pulled over about 45 minutes after we left, and I was texting Oldest like mad, trying to figure out what to do. She finally told us to turn back and wait until morning. So we turned around and headed back. Fun little trip in the wee hours of the morning!

I was keyed up, but finally went to bed about 4:30 am. Woke up at 7:30. Goat not in labor.

Oldest was being sent home with a ten-day supply of anti-labor meds. After that, Grandkid will have cooked enough.

Although Grandkid is not due until right after April Fools Day, but he and goat were apparently both tricking me early! 😂

(I can't believe I stayed up and worked all day with no nap, and then went to bed so late. I did have the help of a good bit of caffeine. Possibly a bipolar thing. I was pretty keyed up the second half of the day.)

[harry-sussex]

Five years ago today, I was alone in London, staying at a tiny AirBnb that I shared with the owners (two middle-aged men). I woke up at about 4:45am and showered, packed a bag, got ready, and put on the clothes I’d picked out the night before. I had scheduled a cab for early morning, and he arrived at about 5:30am - took full advantage of the jet lag working in my favor. I met him outside on time - he brought me to an ATM quickly and then we embarked on the ~60min trip to Windsor, where he dropped me off near (but not at) the castle. I roamed about for about an hour and grabbed breakfast and a coffee from McDonald’s, as that was the only thing open at 6:45am on a Saturday.

It wasn’t your average Saturday, of course. I took my bag and a blanket and made my way over to the Long Walk, where I promptly took a seat in the damp morning grass, completely alone with nothing other than an official program and a book to keep me company. I had you guys, too, though there were far fewer of you around here back then.

I waited for several hours and made some friends along the way - a group of women from Seattle, a group of English women, and a reporter from South Africa. We all set up camp together, sharing snacks and iced coffee and champagne and Pimms while we let the hours pass by.

The crowds continued to build as we got closer and closer to wedding time. I’d secured a prime spot, close to the barricade and within viewing distance of the screens, but still able to see Windsor Castle. While we waited for the formal festivities to begin, we watched the guests - the Suits cast, the Middletons, Harry’s longtime friends - and then eventually the royals - Beatrice, Eugenie and Jack, Anne and Tim, Edward and Sophie, James and Louise, Zara and Mike, Peter and Autumn - find their seats. Then we saw the big ones - Kate (with many of Meghan’s friends) and the kids, Charles, and Camilla, Philip and HM.

Eventually, the time came, and (at the time), I’d never been so excited in my life. I just couldn’t believe it was finally happening - my Harry was marrying this beautiful, charming, smart, absolute force of a woman, and I couldn’t have been happier. I loved them, you see. I loved him, and I loved her.

I knew from November 27, 2017 that I was going to fly to London for the second time in my life to see this in person and, at last, I’d finally made it. My post from the first anniversary of their engagement, 11/27/2018:

When Meghan and Doria drove down the Long Walk, I literally flipped out - my picture of the moment is bad but even if you can’t see it in the photo, you could see her sparkling even through the windows as they sped (far too quickly) towards the castle:

We watched as William accompanied his little brother to the altar, and then waited for Meghan to emerge from the car. When she came out, there was a collective gasp - that veil was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, even through a screen.

We watched her walk herself halfway down the aisle, and then we watched Charles accompany her the rest of the way to his youngest. Harry looked elated - I’ve only seen him happier on the day Archie was born.

Before I knew it, the ceremony was over, the marriage had been blessed, and they were standing on the steps. They kissed and then made their way into the carriage to start the procession through Windsor.

I was unabashedly ecstatic by the time I could see the procession coming my way. The crowd was freaking out - cheering and bouncing and, of course, I was bawling. I did the entire time through the wedding too. You guys know I can’t stop myself from the happy tears.

I refused to watch the procession through my camera - I wanted to see it with my own two eyes. I just snapped photos and hoped I’d catch something to see later:

I screamed, cried, waved like my life depended on it, and basked in the fact that my Harry was married and happy and that I loved Meghan because he loved her and that I’d gotten to witness the whole thing with my own two eyes in the crowds of people who’d loved him as their own since the day he was born.

After the hysteria died down, I went and took a nap under a large tree, then roamed my way back to where I’d been dropped off so I could continue with my plans for the day. I ended up with one of the worst sunburns of my life because the weather was so perfect.

I’d never been so happy, though. Never. It was an experience I’ll cherish for the rest of my life and even now, after everything, I wouldn’t change it for the world. I still have all of my little souvenirs - a small crystal glass with their joint monogram, the program, and even a tiny stuffed ornament marking the birth of Prince Louis not even a month prior. I’d give anything for it to go back to the way it was back then, of course - but back then, I’d loved them so much back then that, at the time, it was the single best day of my life.

My hysteria was documented by my new South African friend, who was a reporter. She wrote an article on their three year anniversary that partially described my experience and the way I felt through the whole thing (and the many years before):

I wish we could go back to those days. I wish things were different. It didn’t have to be this way, but at the end of the day, this is the life they chose in lieu of the life they were living five years ago today. Every time I see something new and painful and sad I think back to this day, how happy I was and how much I loved them and, more importantly, how happy they were. I miss it every day. I’d do it all over again, even knowing today what I didn’t then. I’d make that solo, whirlwind trip all over again in a heartbeat.

To the Sussexes - I hope it was all worth it. I hope your new life - miles and miles and years and years away from the life you together embarked on five years ago today - is as good as you’d wanted it to be when you left. I hope you’re as happy today, and even happier, than you were on this day five years ago, you and those beautiful babies. Even though it breaks my heart, I hope you’re happy in your new life that could not possibly be any more different than the life you lived before.

I hope you’re happy. I hope it was all worth it.

Happy 5 years, Harry and Meghan.

[yyunari]

omg HAHAH yess epic winter is banger!! im thinking 🤓🤓 that ngl i dont really like that faybelle didn't really "learn"(?) much out of it? like the whole signing a deal without reading. like we can tell she's implied to BE better cus she's in the bff pics in crystal's room at the end but it feels so rushed? in a sense 🤠🤠🤠 like i get she's gonna be a villain eventually but like man come on do my girl some justice 😔😔👎 like when i saw the outfits when i was a wee lil kid i was like THIS IS THE MOST GORGEOUS THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!!! esp faybelle's and her crystal wings i need to kiss whoever thought of that that was GENIUS 🤯🤯🤩🤩

ok yes but it feel like jackie frost and northwind's takeover of the snow kingdom was ALSO rushed like the ppl were fs like "OH HECK WE HAVE NO MORE TIME EVERYONE GOGOGO LET GOOD WIN ASAP" like they were annoying but like not omg i NEED to punch them annoying ykwim AKKDLWG maybe it's just me LOL but yes way too wonderland is super banger too!!

esp that scene where raven returned the pages to each chara HELLOOOO that was so tear jerking i may or may not have shed a tear esp after apple's character development!! in the whole do you wonder song where they all got pretty wonderlanderful outfits idk maybe it's bc im just pessimistic but if i was darling and i didnt have a whole transformation with them and ended up in a tree and woke up only when they left idk how 15yo me would have took it LMAOO 😭😭😭 defo not well tbh i would have CRIED but darling is so cool i love her aaaaa (can she save me too i mean WHAT)

oh lord i lost the plot BUT yeah i fr thought eah was super super popular too but i guess not?? maybe bc we were young so we didn't know. also i can get why people find apple annoying but most of them don't talk about/see her development like ok it's not the best and she can grow more but her change and how much she grew is amazing esp for a 15-17y.o. like i just KNOW the same people who hate her are the same people who complain about characters who have no flaws like ???? how do u hate development but also hate no development can u pick a struggle 😭😭🤠🤠

but yes i did wanted to ask on ur opinion on the characters (like apple) too. maybe i should make a 20(?) questions thing for eah bc my brain is WORKING 😃👍 i agree that eah had so much potential esp for all the characters' development!! and also!! omg which dolls do u have :O

also girl (is this gendered term ok with u btw, bc i can stick with slayer if not!) did u leave ur computer on bc i slept at 5:30am (for me) and it's almost 3pm now and u are still online HELP 😭⁉️ and yes i DID sleep ok (lol <3 hrs gang wya) THIS GOT SO LONG LMFAO I THINK ITS GONNA BE SPLIT NAURRR (update it's not somehow :O) istg i NEED eah to come back apparently the last activity/media/wtv of it was back in 2018 can mattel use all the barbie profits to fund a reboot PLSSS 😔😔

but i would like to say thank u for returning the energy and answering everything om 😭😭🩵🩵 ive always struggled w that growing up woop so it feels weird but amazing owo (i didnt answer about niki Lol looking forward to the fic and the references!!also common niki L (affectionate) hehe 🥰🥰

yesss i completely get what ur saying i feel like towards the end of the series they definitely rushed some things but it still slapped🙏🙏🙏 THE OUTFITS WERE ALWAYS AMAZINGGG like for literally everything they somehow managed to make every character wear a drop dead gorgeous outfit like even to this day i want to steal all of their wardrobes🤓 faybelle was too queen for everyone to handle but no one’s ready for that 🫡

omfg and rosabella and daring😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 that shit was crazy to me when i was younger LMFAOOO esp since i was so apple and daring

SPEAKINF OF APPLE im so glad u brought her up because I COMPLETELY AGREE😭😭😭 i literally love apple so much and it pisses me off that people only pay attention to the side of her that’s pushy and stuff and don’t ever talk about her development like?? the thing about apple that most people don’t realize is that she never tried to hurt her friends and that she always only cared about raven, like she pushed raven to follow her destiny because she was worried that raven was going to poof and she didn’t want to see her friend disappear ☝️ and during true hearts day when ashlynn and hunter revealed they were dating apple was confused about it at first but she was willing to push aside all her previous biases against royals and rebels dating to try to understand ashlynn because she CARES about her 😔😔😔 it’s so sad to me that people only pay attention to the annoying side of apple and not the side of her that cares about her friends and is genuinely looking out for them ughhhh i love her sm her character development is so good

that 20 questions thing sounds so fun LOL u should definitely do it🙏 in terms of characters, my top three is ashlynn, cupid, and apple i love them sm☝️☝️☝️ my main character opinion is that apple isn’t the villain that most people make her out to be but this is random but i wish the creators made hunter huntsman hotter LMAOOOO cus i’ve never really found him attarcttive, i like his character and he’s good for ashlynn butttt at the same time ashlynn is really pretty and he’s kind of mid in terms of looks… but he’s nice😋

the dolls i had were all they in their regular outfits, i think it was apple, raven, maddie, and possibly blondie? i cant really remember if i had any more or not but those were the dolls i can think of, i also had other eah branded things because i was literally sooo obsessed like i had a diary that was rebel on one side and royal on the other, and it played the theme song but i lost it😭😭😭😭

yess girl ok with me since i do identify myself as female🙏🙏 i think tumblr just always says i’m active since it’s on my phone LOL idk discord does the same thing for some reason😵‍💫 and i’m glad u slept well!! istg eah needs to come back or i’ll cry😢 if they come back they should do a live action and i will literally audition to be ashlynn🙏🙏 idc that she’s supposed to be white i’ll be the first asian ashlynn 😜😜

and omg im glad i always try to answer everything when i’m having a conversation with people because i know what it feels like for things to be ignored and i hated that feeling so🙏 but yes look forward to the fic bc i literally finished it today WOO WOO it’s all coming together😍😍😍☝️

[yourlocalgrammarpolice]

Hourly comics except I'm bad at art so it's just a timeline:

1am: Went to sleep. Stayed up too late watching movies but oh well.

5:30am: First alarm went off, was too pissed to wake up fully, threw my iPad.

6:30am: My mom called me! She's so awesome I love her so much. :)

8:09am: I finally woke up. School starts at 8:20 though, so I didn't brunch my teeth and instead just threw on some jeans and made a mad dash for the door.

9:00am: English teacher is absent. Cue creepy old substitute struggling to understand English 3 coursework while the three vaping kids all go to the bathroom. Also, I didn't get to see my girlfriend this morning.

10:00am: I GET TO SEE MY GIRLFRIEND LET'S FUCKING GO! We also watch the Sound of Music in Chorus. How fun! :D

11:00am: ACADEMIC ADVISING AND LUNCH! PIZZA! CORN!!! CURLY FRIES!!! GIRLFRIEND TIME!!!!

12:00pm: Lunch was tasty but now my stomach hurts. Threw up a lil but kept it down for the most part.

1:00pm: In Mythology class, talking shit about the Beta Convention, because they want me to give them my $200 Captain America shield for a skit.

2:00pm: GOING TO PROBABILITY AND STATISTICS! LOVE THAT CLASS, MY GIRLFRIEND IS IN IT!

3:00pm: I'm kinda over this class, but it's okay, my girlfriend has her hand on my back so I can work. :)

4:00pm: Went home, then had to go get a doctor's note for a field trip. Forced dad to listen to my music. He does not like 100 Gecs.

5:00pm: They tried taking me to church. They failed. >:) Instead, I watched Markiplier play The Stanley Parable Ultra Deluxe.

6:00pm: I'm stinky. I should shower. (I did not shower) (Instead I made soup and continued the Markiplier vid) (and also gave my dog some doggy ice cream)

7:00pm: I'm still stinky. What if instead of showering, I packed for a trip I am not taking, so I can see exactly what a weeks worth of care looks like?

8:00pm: I am now surrounded by mess. Instead of cleaning up, I'll go shower! After that, I ate more soup.

9:00pm: I am now on the phone with my girlfriend. I have thrown up again. She is consoling me because I am upset that I threw up my delicious soup.

10:00pm: I have taken two Benadryl and 12mg of melatonin. Good night.

[flintstill]

Good LORD my anxiety just caused me 3+ weeks of UNNECESSARY suffering.

I was dogsitting about about that long ago, and the first day, the people left at 5:30am. My sleep schedule is severely fucked so I got there as soon as I woke up and got ready, at 3:30pm (the dog holds its bladder for 14-15 hours overnight per their schedule, which to me is insane but whatever)

I get there and there's a stain on the rug. I dab and rinse and blot. I panic to my mom. She says 'oh that's a [natural fiber I'd never heard of] rug, water will stain it/you can't clean them' FUCK

I pour kosher salt on it, i vacuum it up after a while, I get an industrial drier (we had one), my mom consults with a professional carpet cleaner who says you can't clean them, or you can but it's at owner's risk and can make things worse. FUCK.

we research a lot online about pet stains and this fiber type. We try something. It lessened the stain but didn't get rid of it, and it slightly bleached it in parts (my mom couldn't tell but I could. I painted tea on those parts, still looked lighter than before).

Did the best I could until their regular dogsitter and dogwalker came to take over for me for the next week.

Should have told her immediately, but thought i could fix it. I could not, then agonized about how to tell her/how much of a fuckup I was (and feeling like a giant fuckup is why i felt I had to fix it in the first place before telling)

then got distracted with this high stakes stuff that has soon deadlines, so just now told her.

do you know what she said?

She said the stain was there. That she had spilled something.

ARE. YOU. KIDDING. ME.

3 WEEKS OF ANXIOUS SUFFERING

like fucking lesson learned - speak up immediately

[katytheinspiredworkaholic]

Things I'm thinking about this morning: facts about CM's casting choices/writers room thoughts.

(This got longer than I thought it would, and I devolved into cussing out the writers, so everything is under the cut)

- in a season 1 DVD interview the casting directors admitted they cast the part for Derek Morgan purely based on looks, and literally said "I don't think any of us realized just how _good_ of an actor Shemar was" and that makes me so proud and so sad at the same time

- they had to have literally plucked Thomas Gibson off of the set of Dharma & Greg and shoved him right into season 1 of Criminal Minds, which is SUCH a genre shift and I don't think anyone gives him enough credit for that. I think it also explains Hotch's looseness/layering in earlier seasons, and why Thomas Gibson is responsible for half of the blooper reel clips.

- they cast MGG, a complete unknown and never before seen on a TV series before that, with a slew of modeling experience, as their conventionally "weird, unsexy braniac". A model. They cast a model for their unsexy role. They either KNEW what they were doing, or they were morons. I'm leaning towards the later.

- Garcia was only supposed to be in the first episode, a throw away character. Most know this. She was also supposed to be a heavy set, middle aged, Hispanic man. Idk how that got changed. But Kirsten was so inspiring she made it 15 whole seasons as a central fan-favorite character when she was only supposed to get 1 solitary episode. Serious props. Also Garcia and Morgan's dynamic was never plotted by the original writers, that was ALL Shemar and Kirsten and that's how they legit acted around each other from day one.

- JJ was written off because the writers didn't know what to do with her character anymore, and that fills me with r a g e. How shitty of a writers room do you have to have to not think of one viable story arc for this woman? They eventually did, but under duress from the fans AND the cast. Reid's headache storyline was supposed to be a brain tumor because MGG threatened to leave if they didn't bring back A.J. and they almost LET HIM. Petty fucking writers.

- I don't know the deets, but I've heard rumors that Paget kept getting written off because of something to do with the main writers. I want to know. Because she is so cool and talented and gorgeous and AGAIN with the unprofessionalism from the writers I mean what the HELL? How do you let personal bias reflect a narrative you've been hired to write for? That will always be my equivalent of road rage: incompetent writers rooms.

Bonus:

- if any of those rumors are true about the writers openly being disrespectful/sexist/racist, and they contributed to why TG got into the physical altercation with that writer in season 12, I just have to say I would have kicked him too.

[raventao]

So I had a very nice ZukAang dream last night about Zuko and Aang (aged up) having a daughter together and it was just super cute. I woke up at 2:30am, half asleep still needing a shower, which, gave me ample time to dwell more on said dream. Why can't I go back to sleep and finish it? I want more. The best I could do is write down what I remembered after the shower in my notes app though.

ANYWAY! If you're interested, the dream went roughly like so;

If you fudge the timeline around a little bit:

Aang gets frozen with Gyatso after a tactical retreat from the attack on the southern air temple. Sozin was looking for him specifically since he's already been announced as the Avatar to most of the world, so the air nomads haven't been outright slaughtered, but their numbers are not what they once were since Sozin still kills a lot of them looking for Aang after he gets frozen, assuming they're hiding him - he's probably about 20 and already been taught Water bending, was in the process of learning Earth bending but it wasn't going well.

He still meets Katara and Sokka (also aged up, so 22 and 23) when he wakes up, they still help him and they both continue their water bending studying as they travel. Gyatso helps them by being team dad.

Zuko still gets booted from the fire nation for the same reason, probably at the same age too, but by the time he finds the GAang, it's just him and a core group of guys + Iroh that have all pretty much come to the same conclusion - the fire nation is in the wrong and want to help. Zuko is also aged up to 23. He's seen some shit, he is not keeping the title fire nation prince, if someone asks, he makes sure they know he's the ex prince. He meets the GAang after they find Toph. (who does not need to sneak away because she’s a grown ass woman of 20 and made her own choices. Her parents still don't know about her bending prowess and coddle her, but ultimately, they can't actually stop her from leaving.)

Gyatso and Iroh are instant BFFs and co dad the GAang once Zuko joins - which is significantly easier since Ex prince Zuko is pretty publicly anti Fire Nation. But he does usually still go by the Blue Spirit to make things easier. Zuko/Iroh and Toph are teaching Aang Earth and Fire bending, and as a result, are getting closer. The comet isn't super immanent, they have time. (5 years or so? They're preparing, (both sides) but the time frame isn't quite as crunch time.) Zuko and Aang end up getting married quietly and having a kid (and nothing I've read/seen in AtLA canon says men can't get pregnant, and it's fantasy so ... ya' know.)

He dissappears from the public eye for about a year and resurfaces with a daughter. Her other father is not made public knowledge just to keep her safe from Zuko's family. (No name yet, leaning towards Rain?) She turns out to be an Air bender so no one actually can hazard a guess as to who her 2nd dad is. Even if being the child of the Avatar does technically mean she had the same chances to be any other type of bender.

She is about 3 when, while Toph and Zuko are away dealing with a covert operation for the resistance, her, Aang, Katara, and Sokka are attacked (where are Iroh and Gyatso? Dunno, maybe a White Lotus meeting???) by Zhao and his fleet. The fight is intense and being older and wiser, Aang doesn't use the Avatar state as often, but they're still kicking ass and taking names until Rain gets taken hostage and Aang gets seriously hurt, when he notices and gets distracted. Zhao uses her to escape and Aang is heartbroken that his baby is taken. Katara and Sokka are just as upset, not having been strong enough to get to her before she was taken aboard the ship. (Rain had wanted to help, saw her daddy, and aunt and uncle fighting, and said "I'll fight too!" And in typical 3yo fashion, did not listen when Sokka and Katara told her no, and slipped into the brawl of Fire Nation soldiers and proceeded to be a little more than a nuacience to them before she's captured.

Cue Zuko hearing about what happened after he gets back maybe a day or two later and sees his husband very injured (they at least took out the ship's worth of men who had stayed back to slow them from getting to Zhao and rescuing Rain themselves. T'was not an easy fight and some got in decent attacks while they were emotionally compromised.) And hears about Rain's abduction. He and Toph give chase while Katara takes care of Aang. He promises he doesn't blame them, he knows how dirty and underhanded Zhao is, that using a child to gain an advantage is absolutely something he would do. The Blue Spirit pays them a visit and when Zhao asks why the blue spirit is after him someone smartly answers; "well, it might have to do with you kidnapping the avatar's kid."

Which is where I woke up, but I'd like to think Rain was just throwing a tantrum amd flinging tornadoes around shouting for her dads when Zhao tells her she can't go home.

When Zuko and Toph get there to rescue her she probably blows Zhao off the side of the ship while they're escaping just to be petty. Toph would absolutely high five her for it too.

[kelly-h]

I FELL FOR YOU AT, MY NAME IS!

PART TWO

Kate woke to her alarm, turned over in bed to turn it off. She looked at the time, 5:30am and groaned, mumbled to herself "What the hell am I doing?" As she sat up on the edge of the bed and thought, Lanie's fault.

Nearly 8 Month's ago her and Lanie, were having drinks at her place, when a conversation started about how Kate, needed to find herself a man. They talked about dating sites and other ways.

Then Lanie, came up with "Shame you don't have a kid, the school gate's are magnets for single father's!"

Kate, laughed "That is so not true."

Lanie, squeeked out "I'm telling you, it is. It's a well known fact!"

Then Kate's alcohol induced brain had an idea. "Okay, I will prove you wrong. I will get me a side job in a school for a month or two." And she joked "If I don't find a single guy in that time, you have to take me out to dinner every week, for a month!"

Lanie raised her glass, as did Kate, and Lanie replied "Deal" as they both took a drink.

Now here she was after studying Childcare, in her spare time for 7 months and finally getting a placement for in house training, in a class of fifteen, 6 year old's.

She arrived at School around 7:30, to set up tables in class with colour pencils and paper. She wants the children to draw her a picture of their families. (For personal reasons of course) Plus she thought the Children would enjoy the activity.

At 7:45 Alexis', voice made her jump from her musings. "Good morning Alexis, you're early today."

"My daddy want's to meet you!" She said with excitement in her voice and the cutest smile.

"Oh" As she looked up to the classroom door, she could have sworn her heart jumped right out of her mouth. Standing right there with the most amazing smile on his face and those gorgeous blue eyes of his, was her favourite Author, Richard Castle.

As he approached closer and held out his hand to her "Hi, my name is" He stumbled on his name and thought 'Wow' "Ermm, Richard Castle, nice to meet you!"

She nervously took his hand, tried to hide her blush, bit down on the side of her lower lip and hoped he couldn't hear how fast and loud her heart was beating "Hello, Err Kate Beckett. Nice to meet you too!"

"Alexis tells me you're a police officer"

"Yeah, Detective actually"

"So, how did you end up here?"

She feels her cheeks getting a little hotter and doe's a little gulp before replying "Oh, I like a challenge!" That was all she was prepared to say. Then to her slight relief, other children started to arrive.

"Well Miss Beckett, I guess I had better leave you to it." He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a card and handed it to her "This is my private number. Call me anytime... You know if there's anything.. to do with Alexis I mean. Or anything." He hmm'ed to clear his throat at the end. Suddenly it felt very dry.

She glanced quickly into his cerulean blue eyes and with a shy smile replied "Thank you, I will." He smiled and said goodbye.

An hour or so later Kate, was circling the tables, to look at all the wonderful pictures, the children had drawn of their families. Stopping at each one to ask about them. She stopped at one in particular and her heart did a complete nose dive and sunk, when she could clearly see Alexis, had drawn herself holding hands with a male and female. She thought to herself. 'I knew it was to good to be true. Like my favourite Author Richard Castle, was going to be interested in me anyway.' She sighed and pasted on the best smile she could muster..

"Alexis, that is a really impressive drawing. Is this your Mom?"

Alexis, frowned. "Nooo silly, that's my Gram." Alexis gave the biggest smile then. "She's an actress."

As silly as it was Kate felt a massive relief and a fluttering sensation in her stomach. In that moment her smile became real.

It had been a long day when Kate finally arrived home. She collapsed on her back onto the bed, holding up the card she had been given, stared at Richard Castle's name and number for a few minutes with a soft smile on her face. Then she sat up, grabbed her phone and proceeded to lock in his number under the name Castle. Flopped back down on the bed clutching her phone and the card to her chest and closed her eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[marvelsbetch]

Peter Parker’s field trip part 2

March 7th

Peter's POV

I woke up peacefully to Friday playing Highway to Hell and telling me it was 6:30am and I needed to get up for school. Concerned for Wade's sleeping I quickly told Friday to be quiet and that I was up, I obviously didn't want to wake him at such a cruel hour.

Stumbling out of my room in a sleep filled haze, almost walking into the door frame and tripping over my shoes, I made my way to the kitchen to find Pops trying to cook breakfast and silently arguing with Thor who put his hammer in front of the fridge yet again, Loki really is a bad influence on the God.

"Uncle Thor please move the hammer so I can have breakfast. Please." I requested giving him my puppy dog eyes knowing he can't resist them.

With a small grunt Thor moved his hammer and set it on top of the kitchen counter out of people way. Pops sent me a grateful look before pulling eggs, milk and cheese out of the fridge to make Captain America's famous omelette. I smiled slightly and moved to sit on one of the bar stools at the island counter and watched slowly as all the Avengers plus Loki, T'Challa and Shuri were woken up by the amazing smell. All but my boyfriend who could probably sleep through an earthquake, hurricane and tsunami all at once. It's a gift.

-1 hour later-

After breakfast I got ready to just come back here, grabbed my back, kissed my now awake boyfriend goodbye, hugged my Dads goodbye and made my way to the car with Happy prepared to take me to school. On the way Happy gave me a lecture on how I was basically representing Dad and SI so I should be on my best behaviour. It was boring and in all honest, I'd heard it before on the field trip to the zoo we have last month, that didn't end well in all honesty. It's better left saying some monkeys escaped and it totally wasn't my fault.

"Right Kid. We're hear, I'll pick you up tomorrow from here so message me when you're on your way back to school." He told me, I could tell he was going to miss me but I could also tell he was looking forward to the extra one hours sleep he was going to get tomorrow from not needing to drop me off.

"Bye Happy. Tell everyone I'll miss them. See you tomorrow and I'll give regular update and text you if anything happens." I told him before exiting the car and walking up to Ned who was waiting outside the bus ready for me.

"Hey man. You looking forward to the surprise field trip?" Ned asked as we stepped onto the bus.

"Not really. I'm gonna miss everyone at the tower. Wade arrived last night as well so I'm not gonna see him for like another two days." I sighed as we sat down next to each other in the middle of the bus.

"Hey penis. I know what the field trip is and you're gonna be in so much shit." Flash tainted as he passed us.

"Steve wouldn't be happy with your language." I mumbled so only Ned heard. We both giggled a little but everyone was soon quietened down by Mrs Robbins shouting at us.

"Okay so before we leave we must take role call to see who's here." She explained and started reading names off of her sheet. Everyone responded with a simple yes miss and everything was going well until she got to my name.

"Patricia Parker!" She yelled and looked directly at me. I simply ignored it and continued to stare out of the window until she shouted it again louder.

"Come on Penis just answer. Don't try and stall this." Flash huffed from the back of the bus.

"Fine. Peter Parker is here." I told her emphasising the work 'Peter'.

"What ever." She grumbled going back to role call.

-30 minutes later-

As we were driving I noticed a lot of places, it took a few seconds until it finally clicked as to where we were going. Stark Industries. Over night. Oh dear.

“Right kids. We're going to be there in roughly 5 minutes so please get you begs sorted, make sure your areas are clean and you have everything with you." Mrs Robbins told us from the front of the bus.

"I bet you'd recognise this way from your internship, if it was real." Flash sneered as if it was going to affect me.

Soon we pulled into the visitor parking lot and exited the car. I was slightly shaking with anxiety especially when Happy and two other security guards, Johnson and Stone (I don't know their first names) walked over to us and started running through the security guidelines.

"And finally and type of bullying or intolerance towards anyone inside this building with not be tolerated and the person doing it will be kicked out immediately. That could be in 10 minutes or at 2:00 in the morning. It will not be tolerated." Happy finished giving me a look that said 'I know something you don't know I know'. Shit.

"Okay now that that is out of the way with, follow us." Happy said leading us inside the lobby of the building by swiping his security card.

“Okay we're gonna give you all access passes. These are the lowest of the 10 levels you get get so basically all you can use them for is the toilet. We have a strict no re-printing policy and a display policy. In other words you must always have your pass on display on your outer most layer of clothing, if it's lost then you will be searched and escorted out of the building if it is not found. Let that be a warning to everyone." Johnson explained as Stone started handing out the passes, glossing over me, Ned and MJ of course, until everyone had them.

Me, Ned and MJ all had to pull out our avenger themed cards. Mine was half and half Iron Man and Captain America cause there my dads. Ned's was a combo of everyone's as he couldn't decide which one he preferred. MJ went for Nat cause MJ liked the fact that she, and Pepper, could control all of us and was the only girl original Avenger. MJ admires her as a icon for women.

"Okay everyone scan your passes as you walk through the scanner like this." Stone demonstrated as he scanned his pass and walked through the scanner with his hands out.

"Logan Stone. Security level clearance:8. No unauthorised items." F.R.I.D.A.Ys voice announced.

"Now all of you do it." Happy instructed.

Everyone started going through the scanner, Flash being the most smug as his level 1 clearance was announced, until it got the the final three. Me, Ned and MJ. MJ decided to go first, F.R.I.D.A.Y announced her name, level 9 security clearance and the fact she had no unauthorised items with her. Next was Ned, F.R.I.D.A.Y announced his name, level 9 security clearance and the fact he had no unauthorised items. Next was me, I was dreading it.

"Come on Patricia, just admit your internship is fake now and save us all the trouble." Flash shouted over everyone making Happy stop and glare at him. He was about to make a move towards Flash but I put my hand out and stopped him.

"Just leave it Hap. He's not worth cancelling whatever Dad's got planned." I told him in a low voice trying to be unheard.

"He says one more thing and I'll knock him out." Happy threatened.

"I have no doubt you will." I sighed and decided I stalled enough. I quickly scanned my card and walked through the scanner with my hands up like everyone else.

"Peter Stark-Rodgers, level 10 security clearance. No unauthorised items. Mr Stark-Rodgers has already been informed of your arrival. Thank you for using the front entrance." F.R.I.D.A.Ys robotic but slightly sarcastic voice announced.

The tour started off normal. One of the actual interns, Owen, greeted us and me separately. We were quite good friends as he was one of the people to help me when Wade asked me out, I will be eternally grateful to him.

"Okay, our first stop on this tour is the avengers museum. You will be allowed to take photos but please refrain from touching anything as they could activate. Everything thing in this room is the real deal except a few things. We will also be trying to lift Thor's hammer in this room with him there of course." Owen explained. So, this is where Dads plans begin.

We walked into the museum and was greeted with 3 main area. Original Avengers, later added Avengers and Avengers associates. Then, I saw a red and blue display. Spider-Man has his own display IN THE LATER ADDED AVENGERS SECTION. Did this mean Dad wanted me to be an Avenger? What's going on? Did Fury know about this?

Ned grabbed my hand and led me to the display cases where I saw my old suit and computers next to replicas and photos of my current ones. This is so cool.

“Spider-Man is the latest mighty hero to join the Avengers in their mission to protecc the Earth and Asgard. Spider-Man has been described my many to be funny, witty and charming. He the only Avenger to have not revelled his identity yet but we are sure he will in due time. Fun facts about Spider-Man:

He is afraid of Spiders ironically,

He's a complete Daddy's boy,

He made his first suit himself,

He lives with Tony and Steve Stark-Rodgers,

And finally, he can rival Tony Stark-Rodgers levels of Sass." Ned read from the information

I silently groaned at the second fun fact knowing full well Dad was just trying to boost his ego. Oh well, it's kind of hard not to be true.

"Oo Penis Parker checking out the exhibit on his 'friends'." Flash sneered putting air quotes around 'friends'.

"Right, come along people. We have an exclusive lecture with Dr Banner on Gamma radiation and how it affects the human body. Everybody make and orderly que and and we can make our way there." Owen informed and instructed.

We all qued up with me and my friends at the back and started to walk towards the elevator to go to Bruce's lab. Once we found ourselves outside of the lab the reality of the situation set in, we're going to be talking to my Uncle Bruce. While no one in the class knows he's my Uncle and I'm with my Bully and Transphobic teacher. I dread to think what's about to happen.

"Okay kids. Be very polite and respectful, we don't want a code Green." Owen instructed before knocking on the door and waiting for Bruce to open it as Owen didn't have high enough clearance to open the door.

After a minute of waiting and no sign of Bruce Owen knocked again but to no avail. I knew that Bruce was working on a new project last night so it's highly likely he's asleep so I stepped forward, security card in hand and swiped it for entrance.

"Peter Parker, access granted." F.R.I.D.A.Ys voice sounded from above the door way.

I opened the door slowly and saw Bruce asleep on the couch. Motioning for everyone to give me a minute I creeped into the room to gently wake him up.

"Uncle Bruce, you have to give my class a lecture. Uncle Bruce wake up." I said softly and gently shook him awake.

"What? Peter? Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Bruce asked slowly sat up.

"I'm on a field trip and you're supposed to give a lecture to my class. They're all outside but you fell asleep." I informed him.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry. Ask them to give me a minute and I'll be mostly ready. Thanks Pete." Bruce replied scrambling to clean up a little bit and get sorted.

"He'll just be a minute." I informed my class while exiting the room waiting for Bruce when I heard Uncle Clint shifting in the vents. Oh no, this has been planned.

“Hello Midtown. Sorry for the delay, life of a stressed scientist. I'm sure most of you know what that's like. Come in, take a seat and please excuse the mess." Bruce greeted and opened the door wider for us to enter.

We all shuffled into the highly cluttered room and sat down in one of the fold out chairs set us in the centre of the room infront  of three dry erase boards. Uncle Bruce started his lecture but I soon tuned him out as I had heard it all before.

"Peter!" Clint yelled popping his head out from the vent with a grin on his face.

"Barton." I said in a monotone voice to hopefully convey my disinterest in whatever he was planning.

"I was asking if I could go into your room to borrow some silly string. Tony fucked with a few of my arrows and I'm not happy about it. I was literally shocked!" He shouted the last sentence making me wince and cover my ears.

"Yes you may but only one can. I need the rest for Loki cause he's the only one out of all of you that hasn't had a string attack yet. Hopping to change that soon." I informed.

"Cool. I'm taking the blue one. Bye, see you later." He waved before disappearing back into the vents and crawling away.

"He has this all planned doesn't he?" I asked Uncle Bruce signing slightly.

"Sorry kid." He smirked and continued with his lecture despite people only being focused on gawping at me.

Soon after that his lecture was finished and we moved on. Owen took us to a more general development lab where people started their testing to see if it was possible and worth perusing. As soon as we entered I was greeted with Shuri running towards me and hugging me tightly.

"Shuri, you literally saw me last night. Why are you hugging me so tightly?" I asked smiling slightly.

"I still missed you. Brother has been boring but these labs are very interesting, still they would be more so with you here." She told me pulling away and looking at my astonished class.

"Hello children of Midtown High School. I am Shuri Princess of Wakanda and this is my brother, the king." Shuri introduced smiling at everyone's shocked faces.

"I can introduce myself sister." T'Challa told her.

"Now you know how I feel." She told him smirking before walking off to see one of the experiments happening in the room.

We looked around the lab for a little while, I helped a few people with equations and how to improve their testing. Shuri and I shouted memes and vines at each other from across the room. Flask and Mrs Robbins glared at me any chance they got.

"Right Children, it's time for lunch. You've been privileged enough to have lunch on the level 7 balcony right near the landing pad. Please be calm and sensible and respectful of the employees eating there." Owen explained and lead us up to the eating deck.

Once there I immediately noticed Uncle Thor and Loki waiting around the corner obviously looking for me. They truly planned this. Anyway, me, Ned and MJ all walked over to an empty table and they took out their lunches when I noticed I left mine in the kitchen this morning. Shoot.

"Peter!" I hear Thor yell as he and Loki walk around the corner with his arms out.

"Hello Thor. To what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked jokingly formally.

"Does one need a reason to visit his favourite nephew?" Thor asked bringing me into a hug, possibly crushing everyone of my ribs in the process, while Loki stood awkwardly to the side.

"If your all going to embarrass me can I ask you a favour in return?" I asked the brothers.

"Of course Peter! Anything for my nephew!" Thor all but yelled and clapped me on the back.

"Yeah, I left my lunch on the kitchen counter today. Could you possibly run up and get it for me please." I requested when a flying object fell from the sky.

My lunch.

"YOUR WELCOME!" I heard Sam yell from above us.

"THANKS BIRD BRAIN!" I yelled back at him and sat back down as the table, Thor and Loki soon following.

"Peter, I was wondering later if you could help me with my magic. I've been trying to work on my long distance aim and I think you'd be the perfect person to practice with." Loki asked shyly, he still isn't comfortable with all of us yet but he's made loads of progress.

"To hit or to avoid?" I jokingly asked earning a slight laugh out of the giant.

"To miss. I'll place the object I want to hit next to you and 'throw' a spell at it. If you're next to it it gives me more motivation to not hit it." Loki explained.

"Yeah sure I'll do that. What time were you thinking?" I asked.

"Well, you're class is staying the night and tomorrow day so maybe we could find time tonight or tomorrow night." Loki said making me realise my entire class has witnessed this entire encounter. For frick sake.

"Peter!" The deep voice of Bucky yelled from the doorway to the balcony.

My entire class looked in shock as I hugged good bye to the Gods and James 'Bucky' Barnes walked over to me with a bag and an apron saying 'Kiss the cook' on it. Once he was within range I could smell the contents of the bag. White chocolate and caramel cookies. My favourite.

"I made cookies and thought you might like some while they're hot." He explained handing me the beg witch I immediately accepted and took a cookie from.

"Thank you Uncle Bucky." I said but it was muffled by the whole cookie I shoved into my mouth. Classy.

"Hey you said you'd wait for me!" I hear my boyfriend shout appearing at the doorway and running towards me with his arms spread.

"I said I was leaving in one minute and you could come if you wanted. I never said I'd wait for you cause I know how long you can take." Bucky complained to Wade who crushed me into a hug and kissed my lips briefly.

My entire class and teacher were stunned at this point. Every single jaw, except Ned and MJ's, was on the floor. When Wade kissed me I could faintly see from the corner of my eye my teacher so red and angry. Close minded female dog.

"I've not seen you all day how are you?" Wade asked pulling away.

"I'm fine, you saw me less than a few hours ago. Not much changed." I told him smiling a little and pulling him into another kiss. I did this to annoy my teacher but mainly because I just loved to kiss my boyfriend. Sue me.

"I know but anything could happen while I'm not there. I love you too much to allow anything to happen to you." He said to me after a solid 40 seconds of kissing.

"Right well, I'm gonna go back upstairs. Wade, you can stay with Peter as long as you keep your hands to yourself." Bucky warned before walking off back into the tower and Me and Wade sat down with me on his lap.

After a few minuets the shock wore off and people started whispering and pointing at me and Wade. Nothing I didn't expect if I'm honest but it's a lot more annoying than I thought it would be.

“I love you Wade." I said putting my head on his chest and eating my cookies.

"I lub you too Pete." He responded making me giggle a little. "And you're ass that will be mine tonight." He whispered seductively into my ear and gently grabbed my ass.

"You two make me want to be sick." MJ joked making a disgusted face at us before continuing with her lunch.

"Right everyone, we have ten minutes before we need to move on." Owen warned.

To be continued...

[sessrinsfanclub]

Dear Followers of SessRin's Fan Club

This morning like every morning I get up at 5:30am to have mommy time. I make myself a cup of coffee and check out my channel and other social media networks, and of course see whats going on in the Yashahime and SessRin world! When I woke up this morning, I was shocked to see I have successfully gained 101 subscribers!! Not only that, but my Yashahime Vlogs! Both Videos have almost reached 1,000 views!! My reaction to the trailer has received so far 892 views and the latest yashahime vlog has received 980 views and counting!! That’s INSANE!!

I’m just a small-town southern girl in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia! I’m a full time Hairdresser, wife, and mother of a wild 2-year-old little girl named Maria. When I started SessRin’s Fan Club 3 months ago, I had no idea what I was doing. All I knew was there were amazing sessrin fan fiction stories that people needed to know and talk about! I had so many thoughts and theories when it came to sesshomaru character arc, his wife Rin, and Yashahime! I was a big fan of Inuyasha when I was in middle school. I would constantly sneak out of my room in the middle of the night, just to catch the beauty of the feudal fairytale. Dragon Ball Z and Sailor Moon also played a major part of my childhood. I was going through tough times when I was kid, having my parents divorce and move into a new town, and new school was very overwhelming. But not only did God get me thru it but those Anime shows including my all time favorite Inuyasha kept me happy and sane. Like the others Inuyasha helped me escape that world of darkness and made me forget my hardships and life changes. I escaped to world of hot demons, badass battles, core and blood, hardships and a beautiful but complicated love story of INUKAG! My love for the show and most of all Sesshomaru and Rin has always been in my heart and soul as my most favorite characters! With Sesshomaru I learned to be tough and have confidence in myself, and of course he’s so sexy duh!!! Rin taught me to love and respect. Kindness and loyalty in friendships and relationships. I have always believed they were meant to be together forever!

So, when I heard the annoucment of Yashahime Princess Half Demon season 2. I was thrilled and excited! Looking at the twins I knew right then and there our dreams as fans had finally granted our wish! And was officially annoucment on Jan 16th, 2021, they were CANON! My world like yours was forever changed and for the better. My love for fan fiction grew even more and I was so in love with some. I just wanted to climb up these mountains and shout for all to hear! There are writers who are so gifted and so talented. They really should have consider having their works published! Their stories and plots were better than some book on the New York Times Best Seller. So, 3 months ago I decided then and said “Screw It!! I’m goanna do it!” and so here I am!

Now I know I’m not the best of the best on YouTube’s Platform or anywhere as a matter of fact and that’s ok! I know it takes years and a lot of money and challenges. It has and its goanna be a lot of work, and I still have so much to learn and achieve before I can get there. I have recently started saving money on the side to have the opportunity to purchase new equipment but most importantly new software! Since purchasing my editor software ive been able to edit my videos so much better and I really enjoy being creative! So here over the course of the next few months, you will start to notice the channel’s improvements and several changes overtime, so please hang in there with me! My plan for this channel is to start having better opportunities to connect with you thru live streams and have great discussions! SessRin’s Book Club is in the works as well! A place where we can do and discuss our Fan Fic stories of the month. But most of all getting to know the writer and learning about their journey. I'm also getting prepared for Yashahime Season 2!

I really would like to thank the staff, and creators behind SessRin Is Canon for taking a chance with me when I started his Club. Not only did they accept me but helped me out in so many ways. Whenever I had a question, suggestion, and ask for their advice. They were there for me every step of the way! Their constant support and kindness ill forever be grateful for! I would also like to thank YOU THE VIEWERS! Thank you for subscribing to the channel, for liking, sharing, and leaving comments! Every bit of that not only gives me the encouragement to keep going, but it’s what helps YouTube know if my channel is worth putting out there in content searches and outreach! It feels good know there are at least 100 people who like what I do and enjoy my passion for sesshomaru and fangirling over SessRin thru conversations, fan fiction, and art! Thank you, guys, for everything! Its nice to know I have a lot of people who love sessrin just as much as I do, and want to talk to me, and hear what I even have to say!

I love this fandom and community so much! I feel like I’m part of one big happy family and it’s the best feeling in the world! Thank you again for all the love, support, and kindness you have shown to me! It mite just be 3 months in, but its been the best 3 months of my life! Thank you once again and may we continue this journey together! Lets raise our glasses and cheers to the best canon couple in the anime universe, Lord Sesshomaru and Lady Rin of the West!

With Love,

Mrs. Dowdy aka KatyDid

SRFC

[thecampbellfam]

Alright, the infamous birth story is ready to be shared. A heads up that there are aspects of this story that are TMI (too much information) so read at your own risk. Birth can be messy. ;) It’s a long read so buckle up.

For the week leading up to D’s birth I experienced mild contractions and cramping. Baby was very low in my pelvis and my midwife said at my 38 week appointment that she anticipated me birthing prior to my 39 week appointment (spoiler alert: she was right!). On Sunday, March 21st I woke up to mild contractions. The contractions continued every 3-10 minutes from 6:30-9:30am. These abruptly stopped when the boys came in the bedroom and needed my help and attention while Nic had a shower. During the 3 hours of contractions I made the decision to cancel a lash extension appointment that I had later that day. I texted my housemate and friend, M, to see if she was free to help me power through the open jar orders that I had in case the labour picked up again.

I had a long lull between contractions so decided to capitalize on that time. M and I finished jar orders. I packed all the orders up and scheduled a Canada Post pick up for the next day. I baked myself some lactation cookies. And Nic and I cleaned the bathroom, did the dishes, washed laundry, put last minute items in the hospital bag, organized a few areas of the house, and kept the kids occupied. I had the odd contraction here or there but nothing consistent or overly painful.

By 4pm I was tired and decided to lay down. I looked up something called the Mile’s Circuit and decided to try out the recommended rest positions while I had a nap. The positions in the Mile’s Circuit are known to help reposition baby if they’re sitting off in your pelvis. This seemed to work because by 4:30pm I was having regular contractions again. Contractions were irregular in length and time between, but were coming. This continued ALL evening. The contractions started to get a bit more painful as the evening went on but were never rhythmic enough or painful enough to transfer to the hospital. I was in touch with my doula and midwife who confirmed the same information.

By 11:30pm I was exhausted, discouraged, and the contractions were beginning to get a bit more painful (though still irregular in length and time between). At midnight my doula, K, headed over. She was my saving grace. She encouraged me to labour in a few different positions, took me for a curb walk in the rain, and helped prop me up with pillows when I got tired in a way that would keep my pelvis open while I laid down. I asked her when I should head to the hospital and she said that though the contractions were strong, they were not quite rhythmic enough and I was still too coherent between them.

But at around 1:30am everything changed. I had 3-4 huge contractions laying down and then got up to use the washroom. There I entirely lost my mucus plug (up till that point I had had zero bloody show or fluid loss). I called out for K to tell her about the mucus plug, then stood up and immediately vomited excessively. I told K that we needed to leave now! Nic had been resting and quickly got up to help me to the car. Thankfully I’d had him load up the majority of our hospital items a few hours earlier *just in case* things went quickly.

By 1:54am we were on the road to the hospital with K trailing closely behind. We turned onto the main road and I had a big contraction that I couldn’t speak through while my midwife was trying to call me. When the contraction ended she said she’d meet me at the entrance of the ER. We passed a bridge and I reclined my seat as I had another massive contraction. With this one I started yelling in pain. My body was experiencing fetal ejection reflex and was trying to push baby out while I was simultaneously trying to fight to keep baby in. The feeling of fighting your own body’s urges is one I’ll never ever forget. After that contraction was an odd lull and for a moment I thought we’d make it to the hospital. However, the next contraction hit just as we were passing the pedestrian overpass along the Bypass. I yelled “Uh oh! Uh ohhh! <words I can’t repeat> Nic you need to pull over NOW!” He quickly pulled over, gestured for K to come to the car, and reached to help me. I was fully clothed and frantically needed help pulling my pants down. We got them down just enough as K came to my side. K saw that baby was crowning and with one big push she was out. K was there just in time to catch her. So at 2:05am baby girl was brought up to my chest and Nic and K quickly grabbed whatever they could from the backseat of the car to keep baby warm. A towel and Nic’s infamous highlighter yellow hoodie were the winners. K helped rub baby down to ensure she was warm and checked that she was breathing. From there we impulsively decided to continue on driving. We were in a place that would have taken an ambulance some time to get to plus it was 2am so there was nobody on the roads. I had something called Marginal Cord Insertion which can cause hemorrhaging with the birth of the placenta so I was keen to get to the hospital as soon as possible. Baby on my chest, cord still pulsing and placenta intact, and onward to the hospital we continued. It ended up being the calmest ride and I kept remarking at how amazing it was to have her out while Nic kept commenting on how insane and badass this all was. The relief of having baby girl out was incredible. I’ve been asked a lot if I have trauma from the car birth and I honestly don’t. It was such a relief to have baby out and that she and I were healthy.

We pulled up the hospital shortly after and were greeted by our midwife and a team of nurses ready with a wheelchair, warm towels and blankets. They helped me out of the car and then wheeled us up to the delivery floor. I was greeted by a lot of surprised and impressed nurses. Baby and I got checked over, the cord was cut, and I birthed the placenta. I was stitched up and then we spent a couple hours in the birthing room for monitoring. Afterwards we were transferred to a maternity room and spent a quiet morning and early afternoon snuggling baby girl, having cat naps, watching the sun come up, and even sneaking in a shower. Our short hospital stay was so calm and relaxing so I’m glad we weren’t discharged as early as I was initially hoping. Given that it was baby #3 for us the nursing staff really only came in to go over what’s required and we were largely left alone. Baby and I were deemed healthy and we were discharged at 2:30pm.

We took our time heading home to give my sister time to be there first. She photographed our oldest meeting his brother for the first time and offered to do the same when we brought baby girl home. The photos from both of these photoshoots are cherished and I’m beyond grateful for my sister making the time to capture them.

A few fun facts:

* I selfishly didn’t want to share my birthday with baby girl. Shared birthdays can be tricky and I wanted her birthdate to be her own. She was born 5 days after my birthday allowing us both our own days. I had told Nic that I wanted to be done having kids by 30 so her arriving 5 days past my 30th was pretty bang on.

* Midway through my pregnancy my midwife recommended that I pack an “if I birth in the car” kit for the car, given how quick my active labours were with my last two births. This recommendation put a bug in my ear that my baby could be born in the car.

* A week and a bit before baby girl was born I sobbed listened to a Birth Hour episode about a car birth. I often tear up listening to birth stories but this particular story struck me differently.

* Our doula knew things weren’t going great on the hospital drive because Nic kept slowing down and speeding up (which correlated with my contractions).

* Many have asked about how Nic’s car fared in the birth. This is wild. When Nic got home from work on Saturday he let the boys come out and play in the car for a few minutes with him. Our younger son accidentally left the passenger door open a crack. Not enough to drain the battery but enough for the passenger seat to get absolutely soaked in the overnight downpour. Nic saw that the seat was wet when he loaded up the car with hospital bags and put one of our (new) thick towels on the seat so that my butt wouldn’t get wet. When I was transferred to a wheelchair at the ER entrance, Nic lifted the towel and the seat was COMPLETELY DRY AND CLEAN!

* Baby girl was born at the perfect time. Nic was on his weekend, our housemates were free to watch the boys, K was available to attend the birth and my sister was free to photograph the boys meeting their sister.

* Registering baby’s birth was fun. I had to call up Vital Statistics who had to look on a map to figure out the postal code for the area that I birthed in, since she wasn’t born at a fixed address.

[thelovelymadamluna]

I debated whether or not I was going to share what happened on Monday. It was pretty normal I guess in procedure aspect.

They asked some basic questions to get me started like do I do drugs, what's my religion, do I smoke, Have you had any surgeries before, ect.

After all the regular questions they give me an iv . The nurse asks me a list of these questions. Do you want to hold your baby after? Do you want pictures of your baby and you with your baby? Do you want to make you a momentum Box of your baby's foot prints and measurements? what are you going name the the baby?

No one prepared me for any of those questions. I was technically 20 weeks pregnant when I went in on Monday to have a D&E but when they did the scan on last Tuesday the fetus was only measuring at 10 weeks when it lost its heart beat.

I told the nurse I didn't want any mementos and she told me that she still has to do it because I'm 20 weeks pregnant. Also I would have to figure out what funeral home I want to have it sent to. And again replied I don't want to do any of that I just want to get this over with and go home.

A couple hours later the doctor comes in and gives me a certain kind of medicine to dilate my cervix so we can start the process of labor. That went on for a few hours and I even had a new nurse for a little while. I'm gonna call her nurse H. I got along really well with this nurse until the end of her shift. The original nurse I had told my current nurse H that I was an atheist. So at 7pm as she was leaving nurse H came into my Room crying hysterically. At 1st I thought she's gonna tell me bad news about myself but she then told me she needed to come in here and pray for me when she found out I was an Atheist. She sat there for good 5 minutes telling me about her Christian beliefs and how she has to say something to me because it would be wrong for her not to.

So that just made my whole situation even more uncomfortable because I felt like all the nurses were talking about me because I was honest about my religious beliefs. But at 7:30pm my new nurse Jess came in and she was just fantastic. She made me feel comfortable again.

So earlier at about 6:07 p.m. My doctor came in and broke my water. At about 8:00 p.m. He came back to check and there was no progress so he decided there on the spot that had go for a D&C instead. Which is what I wanted to do in the frist place because every time I try to go into labour I can't progress and always have to have a C section in the end.

So I will was rushed to the OR room 20 mins later with a new set of people. That's was the 1st I cried in front of people because it made real. I woke up an hour later exhausted and just wanted to sleep. I slept off and on from 9pm until 5:48am but every time the nurse came in I asked if I could go home and that I really wanted to see my kids. After I got the clear at 7:30am I was gone.