#oh my hod what have they done to him

[thetxtdevil]

Oh, to wake up and be called twin 😙😙😙

Anyway, here it is!

We all know, yeonjun has this whiny attitude right? However, he is the oldest and he tends to act maturely than others if he wanted to. Can you make someting about school student president yeonjun? Where he is the most strict school president the campus ever had. Then here's his vice pres, who balances it. Like, when yeonjun is too strict, she'd be like "that's too much, how about..." in the most gentle way. And theennn, before they can even leave the campus after being caught up on some works on the council office, yeonjun would be whining about these, like, "y/n, you shouldn't have changed the rules, they need to be punished because of what they have done" or something like that. But still, at the end of the day, yeonjun, he may be the president, but he is under the vice's power. 😋 like, she loves to play with and tease yeonjun whenever they are in the office, (i know you'll be adding the edging part 😳😋❤) and yeonjun is whiny whenever reader does this, but he still obeys. Hmmmm, but they do love each other. Being all time bestfriends with no boundaries 😭😆

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Ooo twin this got my gears turning

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"You did what to whom?" Yeonjun goes red out of anger.

"We might have toilet papered the head of the department's office thats why he's been strict about our publishing."

You giggle at the prank but look over worried at Yeonjun rubbing his face having a hard time not to lash out, "Why?" you ask

"We thought he's being too harsh" the younger students say.

It was true the head of the English department has been unnecessarily harsh on grading and simply on the students' lives. He was disapproving the fact that 'we have our own lives' and not truly focusing on work.

"Maybe we should not only being strict on publishing but no more access to the library" Yeonjun blurts out making the younger ones and even your gasp.

"Yeonjun, you can't do that they're in college the library has valuable resources" you plea, Yeonjun sighs trying not to look at your sweet face knowing too damn well that he'll melt.

Yeonjun rolls his eyes and waves his hand to let you approach the situation, "You're allowed access to the library but I want you to apologize and give your outmost respect to the HoD."

The students' tense posture relaxed showing their gratification towards you. You smile and walk away with Yeonjun.

Holding his arm you whisper, "You gotta stop acting tough or else no one is going to like you."

Yeonjun scuffs, "I need to show my dominance."

Both of you arrive at the empty council office, it was after hours, you both should go home too but at the same time both of you wanted to be together longer. Yeonjun starts his work on the computer immediately getting in the zone.

You walk over to the stack of papers needing filing, "do you?" Yeonjun looks over the desktop already forgetting what he said. "Where's all that dominance when I'm fucking you?"

Yeonjun's defined cheeks turn pink, thoughts of you runs through his mind. Thinking of you two having to reprint papers because they had both of you all over them, the time the janitor walking in see him tied up with his tie and you riding him on the desk, so on and so forth. He shifts in his chair looking back at the screen gulping down the drool forming in his mouth. You chuckle at his reaction, looking back at the papers which were starting to get less and less interesting.

You twirl around walking up behind Yeonjun's seated position, your hands on the arm rests as you hover over him. Acting like you were reading his words on the screen.

"You need a comma right there and change that to a period" you say leaning down so your breathe tickles his neck.

Yeonjun's nervousness was clear when his hands were shaking the mouse having a hard time pointing the arrow to the spot that needed to be fixed. He then feels your hand over his guiding the mouse to the right spot. You grin at his chest heaving, letting go of his hand you turn his chair around facing you. The man looks up through his eye lashes seeing your menacing grin. You straddle his hips determined to fit on the small desk chair. Your skirt flowed on top of each others groins, Yeonjun's hands instinctively guide up your thighs finding out you were wearing thin panties underneath. You kiss the man while slowly grinding on his growing hard on.

"Now show me that dominance you have."

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

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Curious of your favorite au?

hellOOOO XDDD OKAY OKAY!!! YAPPING INCOMING

Abysstale 10/10 one of my favorite - made by the wonderful and amazing @/metakazkz ,she inspired me so much I wanted to make my own Aus and lore and art!! I’ve loved abysstale since it first released and was first introduced to it when I used to watch the channel Sans comic dubs TV (or smth) and they dubbed old abysstale

but then I joined tumblr sometime ago and ?? Oh my hod??? New abysstale SLAPS????? New lore and its Gorier and the powers and the lore and the characters- I know it’s not finished BUT OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS???? AUGHHHHHH

I loved it sm I loved abyss SO SO much he’s still my favorite - heck I role played him so much I was like “you know what? Imma make an Oc/group of Ocs inspired by abyss”

and honestly I roleplayed Abyss himself as well but I feel like I was not doing him justice even if it WAS just for fun ,so I made my own Au version ,I even drew and posted about him in my main blog :D so glad ppl loved him!!

I’d grab his art rn but I’m lazy 😭 lmk if you wanna see him tho one day!

another favorite au of mine is Flowerfell,it’s tragic it’s beautiful and knowing the story and the creators and how some of the toxic ppl done to the Au is so sad??? It broke me???? :(((( and hshshshs this au is so tragic- DUDE DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON SECRET GARDEN

I have been listening to that song since I was 9-12 ,PLENTY YEARS LATER into my adulthood and I STILL LISTEN AND CRY TO THIS SHI EVERYTIME :,)))))

Beautiful beautiful Aus everyone makes and has beautiful ideas - they put their blood sweat and tears into these stuff it hshshshshshsh - i love seeing people’s creativity

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york n graves

york yells😰

-Graves- 

Neither of us really knew what we had been fighting about, I honestly don’t think it was really anything. We were both exhausted and we’d started to argue. At some point I’d started screaming at York. I was fully aware our neighbors would be able to hear as the building wasn’t known for having thick walls. 

The only good thing was we weren’t the only couple fighting at he moment as i coil dhear our neighbors faintly.

I was screaming pretty much as loud as I could at York, who just stared at me. He spoke in a normal volume, a bit louder than usual, but nowhere even close to shouting..  

“God fucking dammit Roger!” I yelled, throwing my hands up “Are you just gonna fucking stand there?” He shrugged his shoulders, looking at me as i spat out words angrily. He sighed, rubbing his face. That just pissed me off more somehow

“What would you rather i do?” He replied in a voice dangerously close to a snarl. I threw up my hands again, at this point i was stalking back and forth, not having enough breath to let ou all the energy

“Fucking react? Not stand there like a goddamned statue!” I shouted angrily, staring at him. He had one hand on the counter, hed been standing like that pretty mich the whole time. 

“I don’t- This is me reacting” he snarled “because i cna fucking control myself unlike other people”  HE snapped angrily, gripping the countertop so hard his knuckles were white. 

“HOw the fuck is that reacting? Did your dad beat the ability to have basic human

emotions out of you? I dont even get whu you ket him hit you- you could’ve stopped him-“ the second i mentioned his dad he got a sort of shocked look on his face- almost like a kicked puppy. it slowly registered what id said to him. And then rhe shock was gone and it was pure rage. 

“Dont you ever,” he shouted at me “*ever* bring him up” He was screaming at me. he’d never done that before. 

“I-“ I tried, fighting the impulse to hide.

“dont you ever fucking act like you have the goddamn slightest idea what he was like. dont you ever try to fucking make me feel like i could’ve done something” He was so loud. I stared up at him. It hit me at that point how much bigger he was than me. And he was so loud. I felt myself start to cry, my vision blurring as hot tears squeezed out of my eyes. As he kept shouting at me i realized that i was *scared* of him. Holy fuck i was scared of my boyfriend.  I didn’t know how long he screamed at me,  all i knew was by the time he stopped, I was sobbing. He glared at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he breathed, before he turned and stalked to our room. I heard the door slam and i went o find a hiding spot. I managed to wiggle into the dryer and curl up inside of it, sobbing. 

He’d never yelled at me before. The more i thought about it the more i realized id never heard him shout. 

never.

not once.

Even the time Myron had inadvertently made a joke about his dad hitting him, he’d never yelled. 

he just got really quiet and he’d squeezed me tight. 

And the thing that scared me the most was that he’d never even raised his voice at me

I was sobbing uncontrollably at this point, i knew i was read and snotty from the crying at this point, but just couldn’t help it. He’d looked so *angry*. He could’ve hurt me if he wanted. He could’ve picked me up and thrown me, or even hit me. and somehow that scared me more than him shouting. His voice was so loud- so so *loud*. oh god i was so scared. I whimpered as i sobbed, trying to calm myself down. I heard the bedrom door open- the thing was squeaky as hell. i hod my face in my - well technically York’s - hoodie, shaking. I could hear him walking around. 

“Graves?” he called “Carlos?”

I hid more in the hoodie.

“Are you here?” he called. I didn’t respond, I didn’t trust myself to speak and not break down sobbing again. I took a few deep breaths. He was talking to himself now.

“god fucking dammit roger” he snarled, sounding more upset than angry.

“Carlos? are you in here?” he called. I nodded, then realized he couldn’t see me 

“y-yeah” I sniffed, trying to get out of the dryer. He walked into the laundry room and crouched in front of the dryer

“Graves?” he asked, looking at me. his face was red, but it was probably just from the shouting. oh god the *shouting*. I hid my face in his hoodie and sniffed

“how- how the fuck do you fit in the dryer?”

“I- I-“ I sniffed, my voice shaking “im tiny-“

“are you stuck?” He asked. I nodded. he held out his hand. 

“cmon doll- gimmie ya hand” I shrank back, curling up and shaking my head violently. I saw the expression on his face- he looked like a kicked puppy again. It was a weird look on him. i didn’t like it. he rubbed his face with his hands before looking bsck at me.

“Carlos- did i scare you?” he asked gently. I nodded, curling up more. he sighed, rubbing his face.

“god im- im so sorry honey” He said, looking up at me “you don’t gotta forgive me but can i at least gelp you outta the dryer?” he asked, holding out his habd again. I nodded, taking it. he tugged and after a minute or so i tumbled out of the dryer and into his lap. I knew normally he would have hugged me but he just froze. that was something I loved about him- he’d never pushed boundaries. I looked up at him and calmed down a little. this was my york. I wiped off my face with the hoodie sleeves, drawing a slight squeak from York. I nuzzled against him

“can i hug you?” he asked softly. I nodded. he held me in his lap on the floor of the laundry room.

“im so sorry i scared you” he murmured to me “and ya dont gotta be okay with it i just want ya to know im sorry” I looked up and him and kissed his chin

“its okay- qand im sorry for what i said- i shouldn’t have gone there”

 “its okay love- i know you didnt mean it” he said gently. I nuzzled him, kissing him lightly.

“is this something we talk about or something we ignore?” he asked me, kissing my head. Another thing i loved- he’d let me *set* boundaries.

“ignore?” i replied, looking up at him. he nodded, squeezing me. neither of us would forget the fight, not for a long time, if ever, bur we both knew the other didn’t mean it.

I was still a bit spooked, but this was the york i was used to. The York who’d just hold me and let me calm down and wouldn’t ask questions if i didn’t want him to. 

We’d forgive each other. Maybe not right away, but i knew we’d get over it. 

York kissed my forehead

“whaddya want for dinner love? other than dryer sheets that is” I giggled, sticking out my tongue

“its cozy”

“try claustrophobic”

“I love you Roger” 

“I love you too my little dryer sheet” 

i love these two sm they’re basically ocs at this pointy but idc they’re so cute wrote this for a friend so yall get it too

[thatcheeseycandle]

//ALOT OF SPOILERS ON CHAPTER 28 OF IN PURSUIT OF SELF DUE TO THIS BEING LIKE A REACTION POST

Okay uh.. Thomas being gone?? YEAH YILES THAT MIGHT MEAN TWO THINGS

THE FIRST BEING THAT THOMAS HAS GONE TO FIND SOMEONE

THE SECOND BEING THAT.. GOLD DUST THINGS COULD HAPPEN??

MY GOSH BITTERN?? TRYNA MAKE A GRAB FOR GREY?? BITTERN REALLY TALKS HIS MIND DOESNT HE-

BEGAHAHDHHAHSD GO GREY GO ALL OUT HEHAHAHAHAHXH

"I am neither a boy or girl. I am a man!" me, a genderfluid masc, relating to this.. BITTERN YOU AND ME YOU AND ME ON GENDER-

Okay when I said go all out I DID NOT MEAN GO ALL OUT THAT WAY BEHAHAHSHFHEHDHFHF GOSH GREY YOU GOT SOME AUDACITY- /NM

AAYFJHFHAHSHDHDHDHHDHSYYYSHCJDAYYEYSYEYSYWYSYSYYEYS YES YES YE SYAYAYAYAYAYS FINALALAFYYFHFHJDHFVEHF PENDENNIS AND DOTTI CANON THEYRE XANON WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Im epxlodigng IM EPXLODIGNG IM FALLING IM GOING THIS THIS IS AAAAAAAAA ETYSYSYEYSYSYS YES YES YES YE SYE SYE SYE SYE YES YES YES YES THEYRE CANON THEYRE CANON YEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I TOLD YOU I TOLD TOU YOU KNWO WHO YOU ARE I TILD YOU I CALLED IT THEY WOULD BE TOGETHER IM TELLING YOU AAAAAA

. UNION. DO NOT MESS THIS UP MORE THAN YOUVE ALREADY DONE. DONT. IM GONNA GET DIZZY SHAKING MY HEAD GETTING SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT FROM YOU UNION I KID YOU NOT YOUR GONNA MESS UP ONCE AGAIN-

Anyways GOD UH QELL.. PREPARING MYSELF FOR THEIR REACTIONS ON TORNADO..

HLEHSD ME MEBADHHSHAHAHSHDHDHD PAUSE. SIT. WAIT. IM CSCKLING WHY DID HOON CRAKCN. ME UP HEBAHDBFB OF ALL THINGS. I NEED TO BREAHT WGIVE EME A MITNWUSHAHAHHAHADH

OKAY THE LINGO GOT ME OFF LINE SO YEAH IM GONNA CONTINUE

GO STEPNEY GO HOGOHOGOGOGOOGGO GO STEPNEY YOU EULE THAT LITTLE YEAH IM NOT SWEARING BUT YEAH GO GO GO STING THAT STINGLESS BEE YEAH GO GREY GOGOGOOOOO GO GO

Oh God.. DID SHE GET POISONED????? I SWEAR IF SHE DID. I REMEMBER THERE BEING A MENTION OF LIKE GOLD DUST POISONING AND MY GOSH YEAH. POOR UNION.

OKAY TO BE FAIR THROUGHOUT THESE READS IVE STARTED TO LIKE.. YKNOW.. KINDA FAVORITE UNION??

LISTEN IM AN ANTAGONIST DEFENDER CAN YOU BLAME ME??

THE GIRL HAS A PARTNER LIKE COME ON IF SHES RHAT VILE WHY WOULD SHE HAVE A PARTNER?? telling you lot Im about to defend Union if she ever gets past her villain arc IM TELLING YOU-

Yeah Im kinda kinda worried.. YEAH IM VERY WORRIED I LIED IM VERY WORRIED FOR UNION AS THE SECONDS GO BY AS I LOOK AT THAT SENTENCE..

OH GODOGISYAYAYYDYFYF FINALLY WE GOT WERE IN THE HOUSE WE GONNA FIDN OUT ABOUT MALLARD WE GONNA FIND ABOUT NORTH LETS GOGOGOWUGUUGGJ

SMASH THAT WINDOW OSCAR DO IR LETS GO

I take back the excitwment MALLARD. MALALLARDDDD AAAAAAA MALLARD. MALLARD. OSCAR HES GRIEVING HES GRIEVING I TWLL YOU HE REALLY IS GRIEVING. IF A MAN KNEELS LIKE THAT YOULL KNOW HES GRIEVING IM TELLING YOU LOT.

OSCAR FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I WILL AND CAN. MY GOD IM GONNA SLAM MY PHONE ON THE CIELING RIGHT NOW IM TELLING YOU LOT I WILL.

MALLARD GET UP GET UP

NORTHR MORTH NOOOO IM HE EYES HIS EYES THEYRE WHAT NAOOAOFFOK NONONONONONO NO I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT BIT ABOUT OLIVIA AND NORTH NOOOONONONONONONONONO GOD NO PLEASE.

OH GOSH THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING YOU LOT THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING-

OSCAR. ODNT YOU EVEN. MY GOD HIM CSLLING NORTH OLIVIA'S FATHER JUST MAKES ME. FEEL ALL EMOTIPNAL. I CANT THIS I CANT I CANNOT MY GOD I CANT.

GO MALLARD MESD HIM UP MESS HIM UP RN YOUR A GRIEVING LSD YOU CAN MESS HIM UP DO IT

I regret what I said MALLARD DONT NONONONONO YOUR NO MONSTER IM TELLING YOU MY GOSH HES GONNA HAVE AN EXISTENTIAL VRISID NAOOONONONONONO

i think im gonna cry MY HOD. SLAMING MY OHEODN IM SLAMMING IT. IM GONNA BREAK THID PHONE I KID YOU NOT

NO CRAP SHERLOCK OF COURSE OLIVIAS GONNA BE UPSET??? WAS IT NOT OBVIOUS??????? MY GOD.

Im shedding tears i think I know why he showed mallard his memories.. Because he wants Mallard to be the one to protect Olivia now that hes most likely dead.. Well thats just a theory A DENIAL THEORY-

What. North SHOVED WHAT NOW. HE. WHAT. HE DID. THAT. WHISTLE. THAT WHISTLE HE GAVE IT TO NORTH..

Wait. North and Sir Nigel were mates while being on Gresley's property, so then it would make sense for Sir Nigel to give North his whistle.

Maybe because he knew that North would've needed a golden whistle to either support his gold dust construct or to research more into gold dust.

Im about to break my jaw IF I KEEP JAW DROPPING AT THIS LIKE WHAT????

Wait. Mallard said Sir Nigel Gresley, not Sir Nigel. WHAT FOES THIS MEAN?????? IS IT THE ONE THAT GREAT NORTHERN HAD WHICH WOULD EXPLAIN IT BEING OUT OF GOLD DUST OR WAS IT FROM SIR NIGEL AS IN THE LOCO??????

SAVING THE CONFUSION FOR MY THEORY POSTS IM JUST GONNA KEEP READING

Oh god OH GOD WHY DIDNT I MY GOD THE CHILD THEIR DAUGHTER MY GOSH-

Wait wait. Olivia's body is sorta co-possessed by Polly being the gold dust source that Olivia has to keep her healthy, and from what I'm guessing Polly would need a gold dust source as well since her gold dust is kinda being used by Olivia.

So without a whistle the gold dust wouldn't really have much time left, aka Olivia wouldn't have much time left.

But then how did Cold Iron sleep enter Olivia if she didn't have the whistle aka the gateway for cold iron sleep to enter through. Because like didn't North and/or Olivia mention that Gold Whistles are like gateways for cold iron to enter from a sentient engine to it's golden whistle?

Well maybe it's like my last theory, The cold iron most likely entered through Polly's engine which from what I guessed might've had little bits of her soul still there that didn't go with her during the time she fused herself with Olivia.

Which cold iron sleep would've infected.. And I imagine gold dust being like magnets whenever the loco's soul is yknow shifty all active and that. And yknow one bad rusted magnet sticking to all the other perfect clean magnets over time it would kinda rust the other magnets.

BUT CONTINUINH ON

AYA AYAY AY AY AY WAIT A MINUTE. ARROW KNEW ABOUT GORDON AND BOCO????? WELL.. YEAAAHAHHHHH TWO NEW COUPLES CONFIRMED LETS GOOO

Gordon YOU AND ME YOU AND ME. LIKE COME ON IT REALLY WAS THAT BAD.

YETSYEYSYSY WE GOT SOME BACKSOTRY ON EVENING STAR AND GREEN ARROW LETS GOGOGOGOO

IT REALLY IS A FUNNY WORLD IM TELLING YOU-

HWTATATATA WHAT A WHA WHATD WHATA HWTATATATATSTZHHDHDHD QHAT?????????????? THOMAZ HE WHAT HE HUH MY GOSH??? I DIDNTWHTA

OKAY. PAUSE. SIT. WHAT???? OKAY YEAH I KINDA SAW HIM AS A GOLDEN WARDEN- BUT HOLY GOSH WHAOWODHFH HE MY GOSH

BAZINGA WE GOT OUR GOLDEN WARDEN BEING THOMAS-

Okay WHAT. OKAY WYAH WE GOTTA SAVE KING EDWARD I WE GOTTA DO THIS RIGHT NOW.

YEHAHAHHH THE LITTLE WESTERN GOGOGOGOHOHOO

Oh gosh.. Mallard my mate.. Yeah hes on the real stages of grief Im telling you lot hes on the brink of full mental breakdown.

I take it back Im the one mentally breaking down- GOD. GADWALL WAS IT THE WHOLE TIME?????? THE EMOTIONS IN THIS CHAPTER MY GISH.

Wait WIA TWIAT HWNDRICK HAS A POINT HERE. POLLY. MY GOSH IT MAKES SENSE. POLLY'S USING HER GOLD DUST TO PROTECT THE BABY AND OLIVIA, WHICH WOULD ADD ON ON HOW THE COLD IRON SLEEP ENTERED. BECAUSE OF THE LIMITED GOLD DUST, AND BECAUSE A GOLD DUST SOUL WAS THERE AND SAID SOUL WAS WEAK IT WOULDVE MADE A GOOD VICTIM FOR COLD IRON.

Now of course it's mainly the baby, but my gosh since Olivia's body is sorta fused with Polly's soul in a way that would make it reasonable Olivia would've caught Cold Iron physically and spiritually.

WELL GOSH I DIDNT KNOW HENDRICK CALLED SCOT'S SOUL THAT... SURPRISES ME NGL-

AY AYAYA AY AY. WAITLANG. WAIT QAIt. MALLARD??????? MY GOSH MY I CANT O WHAT HE WYAT. MALLARD PUT THAT MAN ON A BED RN DO IT.

Aay YA AYDYSYFHFBF YES SAINT MUNGO AND BLUE PETER LETS GOGOO

OI OI WE GETTING TWO PLOTS CROSSED OVER WE GETTING A CROSS OVER PLOT LETS DO THIS YEAH GO GO GO BLUE PETER GO GOGOGGOGOO

Oi.. CLAMPS?... CLAMPS. PAUSE. I NEED YO BREATHE. WHAT? OKAY YEAH UNION IS.. A BUZZY BEE. BUT. YEAH. TOO MUCH SMOKE SPRAYED ON A BEE COULD LEAD TO PERMINANT DAMAGE.. YIKES.. YEAH UH.. I GUESS IM ONE OF THE ONLY LADS WORRIED FOR UNION IG??

THIS CHAPTER YEAH.. LOTS OF FRELINGS BAHEHSHHDHFHF OF COURSE THIS WOULD BE AN EMOTIPNAL ROLLERCOASTER ITS YOUNG IRON- EHAHEHHDFHBD

YET ANOTHER FANTASTIC CHAPTER DELIVERED FRESHLY BY THE LOVELY REDWYVERNWRITES LETS GOGOOO

If I'm being honest I really am getting myself hyped for the next chapter cause like WE MIGHT GET A GOLD DUST CONSTRUCT MEET UP YESAAAFGHHYEHSHAAHHH

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#where did he come from where did he go... #PREV SHUT THE FUCK UP LMAO #who is this guy. someone tell me. im going to fucking GET HIM.

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#i'm going to inflict SOOO many plagues..,. #ball update

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tumer

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@magicballmaster, what should i do?

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i

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#YIPPIEEEE!!!! #plaguepost

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should've been a plague...

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[baura-bear]

Welcome to newsie’s big king rant!! *cracks knuckles* i apologise for spelling mistakes or grammar innacuracies

i’ll start with AKB but i’ll do it in three parts ranging how much knowledge i have on the subject

andrew keenan bolger was born on the 16th may 1985 in detroit. he has 2 older sisters, maggie and celia ( who won a tony award for “to kill a mockingbird”!) he’s married to scott bixby since 2018 and their relationship is so nice and wholesome it’s so cute.

HES 5’4. IM 5’5. it’s so funny to think he’s shorter than me but whatever 😭😭

his first broadway role was in the OBC of seussical as alternate Jojo in 2000-2001 of which he did ONE broadway show then got kicked coz he hit puberty LMFAO poor 15 year old andrew

he then went on to be robertson ay in mary poppins THEN went in a woekshop for newsies and papermill and broadway( fun fact i think he’s the only actor who stayed in the same role for the workshop, papermill then obc of newsies )

during newsies he got a lot of fans which honestly yeah real but in march 2013 he left newsies to begin rehersing for tuck everlasting which didn’t make it until 2016 bc there wasn’t a suitable theatre for a transfer to broadway yet ( another fun fact if it had stayed in the realm of 2013 sadie sink would have played winnie instead of sarah charles lewis )

then in 2017 he was in kris kringle the musical playing kris kringle and in 2021 he was in seven deadly sins the off broadway musical playing phillipe

in september ( not sure if going ahead due to sag aftra ) he’s gonna star in “dracula a comedy of terrors” which seems very fun!! he posted a rlly funny photo of him wearing vampire teeth

ok other things than theatre he’s done i’m so sorry gang

so in 1997 he was chip’s singing voice in that lovely enchanted christmas beauty and the beast spinoff which i watched ALL OF IT just to find he’s in ONE FUCKING SONG and he’s only in the credits ONCE

( however tim curry is in it and he’s a fat smash so 🤷🏻‍♀️ )

he was in this show called looking in 2014 don’t watch it if ur under 18 i’m fucking traumatised from it don’t curse yourself with that PLEASE GOD DONT SEARCH ANDREW KEENAN ON GIFS EITHER

he had like a miniseries called ‘submissions only’ which also performed at 54 below

he has a podcast called ‘that sounds right’ which is SO FUCKING FUNNY PLEASE GO LISTEN TO IT I LOVE IT SO MUCH

OH SHIT YEAH HE WAS ALSO IN ( these are all like regional theatre ?? )

high school musical as ryan

perez hilton saves the universe…😬 as a shit ton of different ppl

LITTLE SHOP AS SEYMOUR!!!!!

a really funny parody video called ‘sherlock the musical” it’s so funny bc my irl friend robin thinks he looks like martin freeman

OTHER THINGS I JUST LIKE ABOUT HIM

he’s not afraid to post whatever on his socials 💀 like i’ll be scrolling and that one pic of him licking the screen is there and i’m like 😀 ok andrew

hes really funny

hes honest and open about not being the best dancer which is so real ( so he showed up to newsies to audition and , in his own words , apparently the directors thought he was a good enough dancer to play a boy with a crutch BAHHAHA WHICH IS SO RELATABLE OH MY HOD )

i think that’s it!! please enjoy i’m soo tired i’ll do some more ranting soon :3

thank you for all the knowledge! fun fact: I saw Celia perform in TKAM (very good) and my grandma used to baby sit Jeff Daniels' (Atticus) cousin because they grew up in the same town

also the note about his lack of dancing skills reminded me of his old youtube videos and one video he was talking about an audition he botched (there was basketball choreo he was supposed to learn) and instead, because he didn't know what to do, he just put the basketball in his shirt and pretended to be pregnant??? hey directors like a strong acting choice and he delivered.

[februaryberries]

okay live blogging my reaction to gomens 2 ep 1

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ANGEL CROWLEY THE HAIR KH MY GOD

oh my god are they making the OH MY GLD THEY HELPED MAKE IT THE COLORS KH MU HOD THIS JS BESUTJFUK

crowley happy stims

OH NO HES SO SAD

crowley sweaty

HOW MUCH TROUBKE CAN I GET INTO JUST FOR ASKING A FEW QUESTIONS ?????? what if i kill myself

IM GOWING TO THROW UP

im going to vomit and die CROWLEY DID UT FIRST AT THE BEGINNING WHEN HE WAS STILL AN ANGEL??????? IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE NEIL WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK

im less than ten minutes in and i feel like i’ve been sucker punched in the face LMAO

god the colors and the costumes and the set of this show are so gorgeous ugh the COSTUMES

he says hello maggie so gently if he spoke to me and said my name like that i might cry i love u aziraphale

GOD RHE DESJGNS

i took one (1) set design class and now ever

single show i look it im like 👀 it’s so pretty LOL

he’s so

he’s such a dork i love him

the clarinet

he knows the benches that’s so funny

bro her red outfit slays so hard

nooooo crowley depression era poor thing

continuing the delayed duck facts god i love him so much

AUGH YHE COSTUMES THE COLORS IM GONNA DIE

SHES SO GAY

i love the way they say holy shit

OH MY GOD

I wonder how many times they busted up laughing filming this

ZIRAS GAY LITTLE SHOES I LOVE THEM

he’s so good at being like forgetful and annoying

LESBIANS

i love the blowing on phones to end call

he’s so anxious zira sweeitie

i have no idea what that feels like why would u say that

the box 👀

is that all? oh?

there’s a single fly in there

you’re funny i love you

what’s gabriel

JIMMMM short for gabriel

this is so funny criminal minds heaven version w this matchbox LMAO

HE KNOWS HIM SO WELL

CROWLEY CHUGGING THE COFFEE LMAO

oh she has a partner rip :((

HES SO MAD

i… am… dusting… HES SO FUNNY

the exactly is so funny

you’re at liberty to go

i would love you to help me

HES SO PETTY ANGEL LMAO

they’re sooooo married fighting

just breathe that’s what humans do

gasp a material object

THE WAY MICHAEL POKES IT LOL

she’s so baiting him

ERASED FROM THE BOOK OF LIFE

SCHOOL OF LOVERBOYS GOOD GOD

oh yikes lindsey is TOXIC

WITH THE LITTLE DANCE

HES DONE THE LITTLE IM WRONG DANCE

LMAOOOOOO

he’s literally a child

standing on the chair so dramatic

no one will have noticed a thing

ALARM BELLS AND HEAVEN GOES RED

uh phhhhh

also okay moving on to episode 2!!!

[yukihirata]

I'll Always Be With You

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

Yuki opened the door to her apartment, eyes full of tears. She dropped her sword at the door and kicked off her boots, leaving them in a pile near the door. The door was then closed and the Raen looked around the room, looking at all of Kallard’s things. His bag of guns was stashed away near Yuki’s open cupboard.

That favorite coat of his hung from the coat rack, along with several of Yuki’s jackets. She clenched her jaw tight and stepped into the apartment, having frozen up at the door. Doing her best to keep her composure, Yuki slowly made her way inside. Her eyes lingered on where Kallard usually sat on the sofa, his ash tray still where he had left it before they left.

Sitting on his seat was an envelope and a small package wrapped in brown paper. Yuki saw this and walked over to it, sitting down next to where her friend would sit and smoke. Unable to keep herself from doing so, Yuki started to cry, the tears flowing down her cheeks and dripping down onto her combat armor.

With a shaking hand, Yuki reached out and picked up the letter, leaving the package behind for now. She looked down at the ash tray, a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches resting next to him. Yuki picked up the pack and shuffled a cigarette out, placing it between her lips. She took one of the matches and rubbed it against the side of the box, igniting it. The flame was then brought to one end of the cigarette, Yuki puffing on it to properly light the cancer stick. Once the cigarette was lit, Yuki set down the two items next to the ash tray, leaving it where Kallard had left them.

Yuki turned the envelope over in her hand, looking at her name written on the front of it in neat handwriting. She had always admired how clear Kallard was able to write, his writing always tight and neat. Her handwriting was good, but nowhere near as good as his was. She carefully opened the envelope and pulled the letter out and started to read it.

Yuki,

I’m so sorry. I should have told you what I had planned so you would have time to prepare, but I just couldn’t bring myself to break your spirits like that. I know this whole thing hasn’t been easy for you, and I know you’ve been really struggling with my illness, more so than I have. I appreciate you not giving up on me. You have no idea how much it means to me that you were there for me in my final moments.

The time we had together was probably the best I’ve had since Seia passed away. It was because of you I was able to wake up every day and face whatever life had planned for me. You were the one that gave me strength to face my demons. Because of you I was able to do what needed to be done. It was you who healed me, not Zila or Hod. You mended this warrior’s broken heart and gave him a reason to live again.

And for that I thank you. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you for saving ME. I love you, kiddo. Don’t ever forget that.

Do me a favor and keep an eye on Julia. I know my death is going to be hard on her too, and she’ll need you to be there for her. You too can bond and talk shit about me, because I know you will. I know you’re going to joke and laugh about the dumb shit I did, or my horrible dance moves.

Oh, and make sure Val is okay. That goofy fuck is probably going to be sad too. Make sure the two of you have fun together. Go back to the jazz club and have drinks together. He’s a good kid, you’ll two will be fast friends.

I left some stuff behind for you, too. My guns and everything else is all yours now, kiddo. Make sure you clean them like how I showed you otherwise they’ll jam up and stop working. Oh, and don’t use cheap lubricant either. It’ll just gunk up and cause problems later down the road. Use the stuff in my bag and you’ll have no problems. Make sure you practice your shooting, too. You’re a good shot and I’d hate to see you lose that.

Cassian and I’s wedding rings are in the box that was on top of this letter. I had them cleaned recently, so they’ll be nice and shiny for you. I included a chain for you to wear them on, too, since I know you’re going to want to wear them whenever possible. Take good care of them.

Oh, and one final thing.

Make sure the other Kallard knows what happened. I’m sure they’ll want to know what happened. Maybe you guys can work something out and have a private funeral so you can all say goodbye. I know that’s what I would do.

Gods, I’m terrible at saying goodbye. Here I am trying to make a heartfelt letter and all I’ve done is told you stuff. I’m sorry, I wish I had something more comforting to say, but you know me. Words and I don’t really get along.

So, I’m just going to say it. Goodbye, Yuki. You were the best thing that had happened to me in a long, long time. I will cherish the time we spent together and I know you will too. Take care of yourself, okay? Don’t let this break you. You’re stronger than that.

I love you,

Decimus Eir Panthera

AKA Kallard Felmann

Yuki took a deep, staggered breath and slowly exhaled as fresh tears started to run down her cheeks. She reached up and wiped her eyes, not wanting to ruin the letter with her grieving. She reached down and picked up the small package and unwrapped it, tossing aside the paper. A small white box greeted her, which she promptly opened up.

Resting on a small black pillow were two men’s wedding bands on a black metal chain. Yuki gingerly picked up the rings and took the chain, slipping it over her head. She let the rings fall to rest just above her chest, where the necklace Kallard had bought her sat. A hand was placed over the rings and the Raen shut her eyes.

The only thing Yuki could do in that moment was weep.

[rainswept]

alright FINE i guess i'll elaborate. (you better be asleep by the time i send this.)

dazai and kaz are so similar and yet so different in a fascinating way. aside from the obvious parallels—ambiguous morality, unsettling auras, and terrifying intelligence—there are a few notable differences. kaz is fuelled by a deep desire to avenge his brother and tear down his enemies 'brick by brick', while dazai strives to live a good life and fulfill oda's last wish. they both live for the memory of someone dear to them, but one memory pushes them to vengeance, while the other pushes them to solace.

this is only slightly related, but i said before that akutagawa is a person who inherently lacks purpose, and honestly i would argue dazai is the same. (i wonder if that is why dazai treats him the way he does... if he sees a kindred spirit in him... if he resents the way akutagawa clings to him so desperately, because he knows that will never achieve him true wholeness, so he refuses to give it to him.) before, he cared very little about whether he lived or died; he had no morality nor values of his own. he was just a blank slate, covered in shadows and bloodstains that did nothing to hide its barrenness.

HOWEVER prior to oda's death, before he became mafia traitor dazai osamu, he was the youngest mafia executive in history. that is the dazai that i associate that quote with. of course, his bloodied reputation isn't wiped clean so easily, and of course it lingers like a noose around his neck even when he is a part of the agency. but back then, it is so much more powerful when he is actively cultivating an image of a ruthless monster.

when everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.

isn't that true? who knows if every atrocity tied to his name was even done by him, or some other creature that lurks in the dark. the only thing that truly matters is that people think of him as merciless, dangerous. his hands have brought so much destruction that he doesn't even have to kill someone to stop their heart, the suggestion is enough. for a creature that spills blood on a whim (he is very careful with who he kills; death is useful move, but he would be a fool to waste a pawn), whose empathy couldn't extend to another if he tried (his emotions are buried, but they are still there), what else would they expect?

what would a monster be, if not monstrous?

so. that's my elaboration. i feel like it is underwhelming, sorry. obligatory THIS IS ALL MY INTERPRETATION dazai is a very complex character but a lot of him is still a mystery in the story, and i am foaming at the mouth waiting for more of his past to be revealed.

ambiguous morality, unsettling auras, and terrifying intelligence

guys i think i have a type!!1111

this is only slightly related, but i said before that akutagawa is a person who inherently lacks purpose, and honestly i would argue dazai is the same.

aren’t we all? 🤨 what purpose does life have but what we give it? (and what purpose can be given by someone who has no desire to obtain one?)

if he resents the way akutagawa clings to him so desperately, because he knows that will never achieve him true wholeness, so he refuses to give it to him.)

GOD DAMN.

before, he cared very little about whether he lived or died; he had no morality nor values of his own. he was just a blank slate, covered in shadows and bloodstains that did nothing to hide its barrenness.

HELLO??/?/ poetr.y. killme neow

and of course it lingers like a noose around his neck even when he is a part of the agency.

noose. Dazai. oh my hod avery ur gonna be the dEATH OF MEEEEE

ok actually i need to stop quoting things because every single line in this was like a punch to the gut and i’d just end up screaming over every single one holy SHIT. pls tag me if u ever write a dazai fic (throws up)

(he is very careful with who he kills; death is useful move, but he would be a fool to waste a pawn), whose empathy couldn't extend to another if he tried (his emotions are buried, but they are still there)

ok i lied about stopping because GOOD GOD. AVERY??/?// IM GOIJGNTO DIE/ WHATTHHE HELL. THIS IS SOMGODO

UNDERWHELMING???? UNDERWHELMING????/?/ NUH UH. NUH UH. MASTERPIECE

[smolselfshippingaxcycat]

i wrote a thing with my purroject moon s/i

tw fur depictions of depurression, mental illness, suicidal ideation, slightly body horror-y near the end, also ment of bugs (namely just caterpillars and butterflies but ye)

"did you know that when a caterpillar undergoes metamorphosis, its body liquifies, leaving behind only the vital life-supporting cells...? its body releases enzymes that digest all of its tissues, turning it into what basically amounts to soup. and from there, it restructures its own body from that soup..."

…Rudy lay in their room, curled up on their side in bed, surrounded by several pastel-colored plushies.

They held a soft pink rabbit close to their chest- It rested its head on a blue pillow, eyes closed in an eternal sleep. It always looked so peaceful, yet so sad…

if only it were that easy to dream sweet dreams forever…

they stroked the rabbit's head, mumbling quiet reassurances to it that they knew it couldn't hear; "ᶦᵗ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵒᵏᵃʸ, ᶦ ᵖʳᵒᵐᶦˢᵉ… ᶦ'ˡˡ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ… ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ʷᶦˡˡ ᵇᵉ⁻"

The assistant librarian let out a shaky breath as their voice broke, tears welling up in their eyes. Oh Wings, they probably looked so stupid right now… Talking to a stuffed rabbit, gently telling it the things that they themself wanted to hear from someone else. Anyone would do, really…

Despite spending each day with their fellow librarians, they felt so… lonely, so isolated.

Being exhausted all the time, being nothing more than an observer in your own life did that to you, they supposed…

Wake up from only a few hours of sleep, waste time doing low-effort activities that weren't fun or rewarding anymore (between scattered naps and on autopilot), get up once the sun was down, take sleeping meds at approximately 1am, and waste time alone until they kicked in.

Rinse and repeat ad infinitum. It was all so pointless…

They pulled their blanket up to their shoulders, still holding their rabbit close to their chest, still tenderly but uselessly petting its head. The gesture and texture of the plushie was… soothing…

…The assistant librarian couldn't help but wonder if anyone would miss them or even notice if they died. Assuming they could die permanently now that the Library no longer had to hold Receptions and all…

Was it selfish to hope that anyone would? Netzach, Veil, Conductor, Hod, Mickey… But even as their names popped into their head, their fucked up head came up with reasons why they wouldn't almost immediately. Netzach had other Assistant Librarians to help out, and they were probably just as replaceable to him as they were to the manager back at L Corp. Their cheerful, inclusive attitude and brief check-ins probably didn't mean a thing. Veil had Conductor, and Conductor had Veil- It was so fucking stupid how they tried to force their way into creating a friend group when those two probably only needed each other. Hod had many girlfriends, and probably lots of regular… platonic friends as well. Losing one friend wouldn't mean a thing, right…? And Mickey… Probably never cared about them at all to begin with.

They realized that all those jokes they made about offing themself in some way or another were starting to have a hint of truth to them. …Or maybe they were always truth, passed off as a joke through a bittersweet smile to prevent anyone from worrying, prevent themself from being a burden.

How long had they done this? Been miserable, but tried to make themself seem as small as possible to avoid bothering anyone else… They didn't know the exact amount of time, but it was definitely as far back as they could remember. Did the people who told them they looked sad or anxious all the time sense it? That deep melancholic sickness that had seeped its way into their body, infecting their mind, and entwining with their soul so intricately that getting better became synonymous with losing a part of themself…

None of it would get better if they didn't open up, of course they knew that- But it was all so terrifying, the idea of opening up at all. What if they made someone uncomfortable? What if they shared too much, or brought similar feelings up in others? That was absolutely the last thing they wanted…!

Rudy

closed their eyes

tears rolling down their cheek

as they sniffled pathetically.

...Stop thinking...

They nestled up closer to their bunny, and deeper amongst their blanket.

The outside of their body felt warm, but the inside was so… cold. How are you supposed to warm up your insides…? Maybe a warm drink, or a hug? some soup- Not that they had the energy to go get any, anyways…

Maybe they themself were the soup, gone all cold and bad from being left out too long in the hellscape of the City… Rotting…

As more tears wet the pillow beneath their head, it felt as if their whole body was slowly liquifying… They could see it with their closed eyes- They'd hold a hand up to their line of sight, and watch it drip, drip, dripping away with the tears. It wouldn't be scary or painful, it'd just look like… sweating? Or maybe the water dripping off your wet hands after you wash them…? ʷʰᵃᵗᵉᵛᵉʳ…

Cocooned in blankets as a false chrysalis- They suddenly remembered what they recently learned mindlessly skimming through one of the entomology books on the Floor of Natural Sciences- That caterpillars undergoing metamorphosis slowly digested themselves in their chrysalis, leaving behind only the most vital cells to stay alive, and reconstructing their entire bodies to become butterflies from there on out.

…Maybe the day wouldcome someday where the assistant librarian would emerge from their own chrysalis, reformed into… whatever the human equivalent of a butterfly would be. Someone who… manifested their own E.G.O…?

That was a comforting (and hopeful) thought, but…

It felt so artificial and fake. So out of reach.

…So for tonight, just drifting off to sleep once again with the catharsis of caring for their bunny plushie,

and treating it with that heart-wretching gentleness they rarely ever got

was just enough…

Goodnight, Rudy.

[bragiedfili]

Oh goodness I’m finally where I can respond back to this and there’s so many good responses! I love hearing everyone’s thoughts on the show, the characters, what would happen after.

When I went into rewatching this again I told myself that I needed to pay attended (well more attention lol) this time around and gosh did it make a huge difference! Even seeing growth from the characters, even the ones I didn’t care so much for (well maybe not all of them) but to be be able to be like wait ok this now makes sense and see that in season 3 from the beginning seeing Martin everywhere in the background

Anders, everyone has their own faults, no one’s perfect, but I don’t see him as this bad person Mike’s trying to make him out to be. I can somewhat relate with Anders with his family not taking him serious, doesn’t like his approach to helping them, his attitude towards them because of that result (been there) so I’m like yeah I get his attitude and his dismissive remarks and having a wall up towards others. It’s so hard to be like oh well look at some of the things he’s done, he’s not a good person and whatnot but I’m like nah I still like him, there’s no way I’d not like him!

Ty I feel bad for, he’s just really caring, a soft lovable guy that wants to love and be loved. I’m just so happy that through everything that got thrown their way him and Dawn ended up together. You could tell that he really cared in season 3 and that the two of them wanted to make sure after everything that they still could come back to each other. Yeah I felt bad about the whole hel/hod situation but I liked the points made where it was what’s inside them that was making them act the way they did, as well as with Anders (Helen was a really piece of work, didn’t particularly like her with Anders, I felt so bad for him) but I’m glad Ty was able to get away from that situation, even though it resulted in hel’s death.

Mike, I don’t know, he just reminds me of certain people in my family and others I’ve met in my life and I don’t care too much for them. So to see how he acted and his overall portrayal of character, it was just too much. It’s hard to separate him from others I know. So that’s why I’m like yeah I don’t really want to see the good side to you. But fair points were made about him in these responses.

You did bring up a good point with Susie and the other gods/goddesses, how did they go about life after? Everyone forgot them, like how would you move forward from that? I’d like to think that Axl found her and explained everything to her and their friendship devolved. And how did Derek take everything? How did any of them!? So many questions! It would’ve been interesting to see if Anders and Michele got into a relationship. With how it played out in season 3 I don’t really see that happening. But I like your point you made that maybe the gods/goddesses have functional relationships after the Ga. It only seems natural that you’d stick with someone that gets that internal battle with the god/goddess inside you for so long and then to have that taken away and having to life without it. It only makes sense to have someone that completely understands that side of you.

I need to find these deleted scenes and watch them to see what I’m missing! I could talk on and on about this show, I love it! I also made sure to pay closer attention to all the locations they went to, so far a majority of the places they go to I have planned to visit on my New Zealand trip. (Haha I found the flat they used to film Anders house and I just want to drive by and see it, not do anything weird or crazy)

I just finished my first rewatch of taj. This time around, I noticed more than the first time I watched. I was actually paying more attention to the storyline instead of just watching Dean in every scene and how good he looked lol.

I felt bad for Anders and how everyone treated him, even up until the last episode. Yeah there were times when he acted like a prick but hey that’s his character and I understand him putting up a wall and acting the way he does because if how others treat him. Still loved Ty. Yeah at times it was a little creepy with his approach to Dawn but I love the ending how it all turned out for them. Still cried. Mike, still can’t stand him. I think this time around I found him even more annoying. I almost got to the point where I had to wither mute when he was talking or just outright skip it lol. Axl was better this time around. First time I found him really annoying but this time he was better. Love Zeb, hilarious! Love all the goddesses still, except Gaia. Don’t even get me started on her! Especially the storyline with her and Anders. Nope hated that part, couldn’t watch it this time.

I loved it even more this time around! Since finishing it, it got me thinking about it they did go ahead with a season 4 and what would play out. I would’ve loved to see how each of them adapted to their life now without their god powers and who would embrace the new change, who would struggle the most, would they change anything about their life or try and keep it steady? Who knows!? And then what about Axl moving back in with Zeb, do you think he’d eventually start telling him everything or just leave that all in the past and build a new friendship? What are your thoughts on if they did another season and what they would tackle?

Yay, talking about TAJ is one of my favourite things!!

I fully agree re: Anders. I often feel sad for him when people who watch the show accept his brothers' opinions of him as fact, despite Anders himself repeatedly trying to tell them that he does the right thing often, that he's trying to protect them, etc. -- and the audience even being shown that effort on his part multiple times. It grinds my gears that other characters thinking Anders is a shallow jerk is taken as a statement of fact from the writers and not, y'know, the character's opinion.

Anders may not have the same set of ethics as Mike, but he clearly has his own set of ethics (which he brings up in S2 when he's uncomfortable with Helen's ideas for his powers, in S3 with Colin's ideas for his powers, etc...) and doesn't see his own actions the way his brothers interpret them, and I think it's a very uncharitable reading of his character to think of him as flat and selfish, instead of the very complex character that was actually written into the show, with flaws and good points and complicated family dynamics where mostly there's a lot of misunderstanding of each other going on. I could probably ramble on about that forever, but I'll refrain.

Mainly I wish that viewers would take Anders word for it what his own motivations are, because he does outright state them at multiple points, right from the first season where he explains that the thing that got him BANISHED FROM HIS FAMILY was done in an attempt to protect Mike.

I really disliked Mike my first viewing, because I felt like he caused a lot of strife for other characters by being inflexible and believing he knew best. As I've rewatched, I've come to better appreciate his character and the immense burden he bears. I think his attempt at controlling his family is his own way of trying to protect them, and that this was caused by the events surrounding both the toxic relationship of his parents and that he was forced to be the head of the family at age 21. (I still get annoyed with him during the S3 Odin contest stuff but I also headcanon that it was a "fate" thing to force Odin and Frigg together.) I try to remind myself that every character on the show thinks they are in the right, and why that might be.

I have a theory about Gaia, but that's a whole other essay lmao.

My answers to your questions re: S4 will be somewhat colored by the deleted scene from the final episode, which reveals what Colin was doing tossing a red gem on the ground before the Ga.

In the deleted scene (which they filmed in case they got renewed for S4), Loki comes out of the gem, and we were left with Loki and Colin standing in the woods, apparently about to cause some problems.

With that in mind, I have to assume that the Johnsons would discover Loki was in Midgard and try to do soemthing about it. I further assume that at least some of the other characters would have god spirits inhabit them again (mainly because that's more interesting than them coming back to Earth on their own and interacting with mortal Johnsons).

I think it would be REALLY interesting if they didn't necessarily get the gods they had the first time around. Maybe Odin doesn't want to leave Asgard, so Axl becomes another god. Maybe Freki, just for the lols. Maybe they find some new McGuffin that allows other mortals (liek Zeb and Dawn) to take on god spirits!

Re: Zeb and Axl living together, given how long their friendship was, I headcanon that - much like Dawn - Zeb would eventually start to remember Axl, and maybe everything. Alternatively, maybe part of the season is Axl finding a way to make Zeb remember!

Just re: the Johnsons being mortal in general, I have a bit of a hc where, since Mike's career wasn't based on his powers, he'd go back to construction (maybe rebuild the bar to sell it), and Axl would work for him. Anders (who I assume does know how to do his job, despite no longer being able to just Bragi his clients) might even do promo for the construction business. Ty could still be a courier, and as the only one to actually live as a mortal since turning 21, I think he'd have the easiest time of it, especially with Dawn remembering him and all.

I think initially there would be a lot of razzing Mike by challenging him to games and beating him, but overall I think Mike might actually feel really happy to get to be included in those games again after so long. I think losing Ullr would really help Mike chill out. Or, at least, I hope that for him.

I don't really see Michele and Anders working out long term unless Michele started to take Anders seriously. She didn't really seem to understand him very well even in S3. I did feel like Anders seemed to want a more serious relationship (not necessarily that he wanted what Ty or Mike would want, but just that he seemed to be looking for emotional connection in S3, and not only physical, perhaps because of the whole Idun plot?) so I could see with not having Bragi anymore that he might settle down a bit and get a gf. I've always sort of thought maybe mortal women didn't seem like suitable gf material to him because they couldn't know about everything going on (like he saw how being with Val was complicated for Mike) and that's why they're always little flings. We do see him treat Michele and Helen pretty well imo (not cheating on them, taking them seriously as people, etc.), so I thought maybe he would do better with a goddess gf. (See Lofn fic lmao)

Ahhh that was a lot of rambling, but I'm always happy to talk more about TAJ!! Thanks for the ask :)

[tyril-simp]

KADE

[saverockanroll]

just thinking about tony and peter and how galaxy brain it was of the russos to give us that

[redrydersrequiem]

The red assassin

Forgot i had this idea so im finally getting this story out. It’s a little late but here it is.

I love aemond so i wrote this. Took a bunch of things from HOD, assassins creed, and eragon so yeah ❤️😁

Updated this 5/6/2023

The red keep was silent as the queen marched towards her eldest bedroom. Throwing the door open

“Aegon, wake up!”

The boy grumbles, turning over in his bed to mutter “What is it?” the boy states trying to find sleep once more his mother not liking that and throwing the covers off of him

“What is it, what is it is that all you have to say for yourself”

“Has something happened” aegon replies groggily

“Dyana”

“Hmm

“The serving girl.”

“ hmmm”

“For god's sake the servant girl Aegon, the one you sent fleeing from your company, the one I've had to have thrown out of King's Landing to keep up your reputation.”

“Oh please it was harmless fun, she didn’t need to get upset about it.”

“Think of the shame on your wife on me, how can you keep carrying on like this, especially on a day like today.

“Why?what is today?”

The queen just shakes her head at her eldest son

“You are no son of mine

“I did not ask for this. I've done everything you’ve asked me to and I try so… I try so hard but it will never be enough for you or father..”

“Well guess what you’ve got it. You were born into it and you're lucky the girl was young and knows no one from outside kings landing. Now pull yourself together.”

The queen exits the chamber, her words ringing true in the air. Well almost true, for you see Dyana did know someone from outside kings landing, a mystery of a person. A legend going around Westeros.

The Red assassin

An assassin for the people here to put wrongdoing nobility in their place. To remind them that without the commoners they treat so poorly they would have nothing.

Many stories of them ranged from their origins gender, triumphs and even how they also had a dragon. Just like the Targaryens, others where they were simply a rogue mercenary that does as they like, Either way Dyana ran straight to the hide away of the assassin.

Girls she had known had gone there before to seek justice following the rumors of the assassins promised justice as no many others simply dismissed them. Just as the night sky had started to appear a lone cottage comes into view amongst the thick foliage of the forest. A single lantern outside and a red ribbon flapping in the wind.

The assassin was home.

Assassins pov

“Come tell me again what happened little one.” I say, staring at the trembling young blond in front of me.

“I was a servant for Aegon the second and his wife helena. I was a good servant i kept my head down and did as i was told, then the other morning i had my back turned tiding things in the room when aegon came up behind me and (sobs) “ The girl breaks down into tears again and i feel the ache in my chest at her pain.

“Shhh shh its ok i can only imagine what has befallen you but you must not worry for i will help you”

‘You will?”

“Yes”

Your really the red assassin?”

I simply hid at the wide eyed girl

“But he's a prince, he's not like others nobles it’s the royal family they’ll hunt you down and kill you if you harm him.”

“You're right and will be entertaining to watch them try, but I think I’ll go a different route than normal circumstances either way i will make sure aegon never looks at another women sideways let alone touch them. So here.” I hand the child a sack of coins and a bag with some clothes and other niceties.

“I have a woman coming in the morning she came to me much like you have long ago. Now she helps people find better lives I trust her completely she'll take you with her and help give you a good life ok you’ll be well looked after”.

“Thank you, thank you” the girl hugs me once more till a loud roar has her snapping her head up in fear.

“Easy there it's not the royals after you”

“But it was a dragon. They are”

“Dragons don't just belong to the Targaryen’s.”

“So the stories are true.

“I just smile knowingly at her and send her off upstairs to rest for the night. I have a mission to plan.

After all the drama in the day the greens and the blacks both come together for dinner by order of the king

“How good it is to see you all tonight…..together” The king toast before stumbling back into his set, his family all looking on with worry. No one says anything until queen Alicent chirps up

“Prayers before we begin?”

“Yes”

“May the mother smile down on this gathering with love, may the smith mend the bonds that have been broken for far too long. And to Vaemond Velaryon, may the gods give him rest.”

A chuckle falls from Daemon’s seat but he’s silenced by the nudge Rhaenyra gives him. Aemond can’t help but smile at his uncles theatrics. He had agreed with daemons approach. If anyone spoke ill of his wife and family he to would make sure they never spoke another sound. The king pipes up again.

“This is an occasion for celebration, it seems. I've been told my grandsons Jace and Luke have agreed to marry their cousins Baela and Rhaena, further strengthening the bond between our houses. A toast to the young princes….and their betrothed

“ I want to say something to aemond if i may”

“Go on child”the king states to his eldest grandchild,

“Since this night is about trying to mind relationships, myself and my brother Luke would both like to apologize to you.”

Aemond is taken aback by this. But keeps his stone face on

“We were all children, we where, are family, we where raised together we shouldn’t have teased you about your dragon, and we shouldn’t have started the fight that lead to your eye being lost”

“Jace,” rhaenyra quickly tries to stop her son

“No mother this needs to be done”

“I'm sorry , aemond.” Luke no chirps up. “You’ve become a great fighter and a great man and we were blinded by lies and mistrust to see that you and I am willing to take any punishment you see fit to resolve this.”

After a time aemond breathes out and stands to address his nephews”.

“It’s been a long time since I've wished to receive validation from the night. You are right you shouldn’t have mocked me for being dragonless, a pause goes though the room waiting for a string of harsh words to fall from almonds sharp lips. “But I shouldn’t have mocked you for the rumors surrounding your birth. I also shouldn’t have claimed my dragon during its rider's funeral. You are correct we are family and i apologizes to you baela and rhaena , i did not think of your grief, all i thought was of myself and my want for a dragon”

“It is forgiven” balea states rising from her seat. “All has been rectified, we must move forward. We all are the new generation, we must stand united.”

All the elders look around with awe and pride at their children. They can see the strings being mended between the two houses.”

“Boring” aegon lets out. To drunk to appreciate the moment happening around him. His mother tries to shush him but to no avail he simply stand to make a toast.

“Lets us toast to jace and his future bride, you do know how that act is done I assume”. Aegon chuckles at his own drunken stupidness

“Aegon, sit down!” Aemond says loudly from his spot. Ser Criston comes forward slightly in case he is needed. Aegon just laughs more and goes to pick up an apple to go with his fourth drink of the night. But before he can bite into it an arrow flies through the shadows and pierces the fruit out of the prince's hands and into the wall behind him.

Everything goes silent as heads all turn towards the source of the arrow. They see a small cloaked figure walk out

Ser criston goes to move towards the threat but two arrows fly towards him pinning his armor to the wall behind him leaving him pinned to the wall the arrows piercing between his armor in strategic spots to where he was unable to free himself quickly

“Guards guards” Otto Hightower yells out into the night.

“It’s no use yelling sire” a delicate voice pierces the now silent air.

“The guards are preoccupied at the moment. Don’t blame them though men never suspect those they deem unimportant. It just took a quick pinch and they’ll be asleep for a little bit unless they have underlying medical issues then in that case my apologies they probably won't wake back up .”

The girl moves fully from the shadows. She’s cloaked in black from head to toe

( think something like this without the thigh slip cause why you can be sexy and covered)

Assassins pov

Who are you?” Daemon asks from his position near rhaenyra. Slightly guarding her with his Body

“Who am i… hmmmm, I’m a shadow, your grace, a shadow here to deal with an eye sore hiding in a drunken stupor, being protected by the royal family.”

“You dare spea…” Aemond goes to say

“Sit down my prince this does not concern you, only your brother. Besides I hear you are of great character please don’t disappoint me and tell me those tells are wrong. I would be most upset?”

Aemond just stares at the girl, too entranced to say anything further as she turns towards his mother keeping Aegon in her view.

“I must say, my queen, I’m saddened for you. To raise a son with no respect for women at all. Although you're not alone, many mothers fail in the same category. Which is why it takes someone like me to put them in their place.”

“I do not understand why you are here, miss?”rhaenyra asks

“ You can simply call me Scarlet, Princess as I have no faults with you or your family. In fact I quite admire you.” I walk around the room a little closer to rhaenyra, daemon obviously not likening that steps closer to her. I simply put my hands up in defense as I just reached to take a steam of grapes off the table.

“You know I wish I could have been there the day of your corantation. I’ve been told You positively sparkled as you made your way in the room. I especially liked the part when all those old bastards had to kneel to you, that most have been a grand sight. And from all the stories of your family your boys are well mannered,kind and fair to those in your court.”

“If you are not here to kill anyone then what are you here for if i may ask.” The king chokes out

“Well your majesty the king i'm here for a simple warning. A mercy really. As i was thinking of just killing him but I feel like no mother who clearly loves her children should have to witness them die so maybe this will be a wake up call for prince aegon here. Next time you force a woman, hell next time you even look at a woman the wrong way and you use your status to cover it up, I'll slit your throat.”

The queen tenses and I can see she and her father have put the pieces together as to why I'm here. Rhaneyra and her family to their credit stand tall despite their confusion.

“The royals are supposed to be the foundation of society. Try to fix that, because without those people outside these walls your family would be nothing.”

And who are you to comment on royalty might i ask” daemon states.

“Shes the red assassin” Otto Hightower finally speaks

I simply turn to him with a smile on my face bowing dramatically

“I'm honored the master of spies has heard of me.”

“It’s said you help the common folk, that your a weapon for hire to anyone”

“That is correct, as long as they are in true need i try to help, in fact that's another reason i'm here today.”

“Oh?” Rhaenyra asks

“Yes you see while you all are held up here those crab feeders have been making an awful big mess. All mad that they lost the war. Well the people didn’t like that so I helped you all out.” I go over and take out a sack and throw it to the floor in front of them. Aemond had freed criston from the wall as Otto gave a nod to go open the bag. He blanches once he does

“That would be the heads of the leaders of the rebel army. They’ve been destroying those towns east of here and I refused to let them go further. That took me four days, Want to see what I could accomplish with actual backing behind me.”

“What is it, your proposing assassin?”

“Hmm i don't know yet, all i know is that i want the good of the people and if that takes joining you lot I will .”

“The good of the people hmmm? Then tell me is the other rumor true”

“Which one?”

“It is also said you ride a dragon”

At that everyone’s eyes go wide. They don't flinch at the bag of heads but the mention of a dragon. I simply chuckle at the looks on all their faces. I hear the guard outside start to groan and notice my time is coming to an end. I step over to the window opening it. Taking out my whistle I blow into the air before turning back to the confused family.

“Now you can’t believe everything you hear sir, but if i was would that scare all of you. Hmm would it come to reason that the mighty Targaryen’s aren't the only ones who can tame dragons.”

“So you have one.?” aemond asks me, curiosity and wonder shining in his eye.

“I'll have to show you sometime, my prince.”

A light blush coats his cheeks as i smile warmly at him

“But for now I must be going, please consider my offer. You all need to stop the in fighting before worse people come an upserp you. If you need me send a message here. And to show another sign of good faith my king. I present you this”

I take a baggy out of my belt and set it on the table

“Its medicine, it should help your health without having to be doped up on poppy milk. It will ease the aches and help with the pain. Do have your maesters look it over.” I throw a scroll to rhaenyra. And bow. The guards have all woken and rushed into the room. A familiar roar fills my ears and I know it's my time to leave.

“Until next time your highnesses.” I say before bolting across the room and jumping out the window.

Daemon, aemond, jace and rhaenyra all rush the window to see my fleeting form landing on a dragon. Different in shape then any of there’s and glinting silver in the pale moonlight. Its wings are almost angelic as it whisks its rider away from the red keep.

“We can’t allow this insult to stand your majesty.” Otto Hightower yells on in the counsel chambers

“It’s barely an insult” daemon states crouched in his chair like it’s a throne picking dirt out from beneath his finger tips, rhaenyra sat beside him, shaking her head and hiding a smile at her husband's antics.

“You call an assassin coming into the royal palace and almost killing the first prince not an insult. Well do tell us lord what is”

“How about a sniveling snake talking untruths into the king's ear or”….

“What daemon means to say is that while yes this girl making her way inside could have gone wrong I believe it presented us with an opportunity.”

The small council that is gathered simply stares at the princess as though she's grown two heads. Daemon, rhaenyra and Jace are sat on the left of the king while the greens consists, of Otto, Alicent and aemond. Aegon was unsurprisingly absent. All sit on his right.

“Your highness, we must do something about this girl.” Otto once again requested the king.

“Scarlet”

“Excuse me” Otto asks the room doubting his ears

“That girl as you keep calling her grandfather her name is scarlet, i was merely correcting you.”

“My nephew is right, she, I mean, Miss/lady scarlet is not just some person with a knife aimed at us, Not only did she make it all the way through the castle, past all of our guards and make their way into the royal chambers without so much as breaking a sweat.”

“Exactly prince daemon, that act alone can not be tolerated, we must retaliate, we can not allow an assassin as such to continue to exist.”

“Ha your foolery truly knows no bounds lord hand.”

“Why is that lord daemon?”

“Prince daemon but I will let your slip of the tongue slide for now. Your foolery astounds me because that assassin didn’t do anything to us but assist us.”

“How so”

“Tell me my lord how long have you been fighting with the low lands since I conquered them so long ago.”

“It hasn’t…”

“It’s been almost a year since the fighting in the lowlands started back up again uncle. Aemond answers with honesty for his grandfather.

“Thank you for answering honestly brother.” Rhaneyra says warmly towards Aemond

“Yes thank you dear nephew, as i was saying not only did she successfully get through the Castle undetected but she came here for a reason. To warn us about behavior in the royal family that needed to be corrected.as well as delivering us the heads of our enemy’s afeet that has bested our grandest soldiers”

“Your point princess”

“Her point, you old cunt is that we need the girl on our side.”

“Uncle is correct grandfather. Having her come to us and join our court would be most beneficial. Not only does she have the support of the common people but she is also highly skilled, we can also not deny the fact she has a dragon”

“Yes nephew, that is also a gigantic advantage as well. A dragon rider who as far as we know is not a Targaryen. So the question is how did she do it.”

“I agree with my brother”the king finally speaks out. Alicent is visibly taken aback “But my lord this girl attacked your son.”

“My son was in the wrong, we should be thankful she didn’t kill him, she had plenty of opportunities”

“She did indeed brother, but i must say if you’ll allow a brief pause, you look much livelier today.”

“Yes I do feel better, which is another thing we must thank miss scarlet for.”

“My lord, are you telling us you took the medicine the girl left.”

“Yes i did”

“What? What if you had died husband what then?”. Alicent grasps out clutching onto Viserys hand.

“I've felt dead for the last Fortnight my dear, I figured I had nothing else to lose.”

“Father” rhaenyra chides also going up to Viserys and clutching onto his shoulder

“Calm my dears for I feel revitalized. The tingling in my limbs has disappeared and unlike with the poppy milk i don't not feel dazed or heavy. I've had the maesters take the drug for analysis but also to replicate it. I also must say that if they are unable to, I myself would like to speak with the girl again.”

“It seems we all have just cause now to re invite lady scarlet back.”

Everyone agrees with a nod except for otto hightower (of course)

“I do have a query?”

“Yes what is it?” daemon answers sassily back”

“What are we to offer the girl to make sure we have her loyalties or even then to maintain her loyalties”

“Whatever she wants master hand” daemon chuckles out from his seat

“Do not fret Otto, we will summon her and go forward with proper negotiations. Now all worry no more of this.” The king states to the room

“Rhaenyra dear, would you reach out to her as she left the scroll with you”

“Of course, father, I will do it within the day.”

The meeting comes to an end and everyone leaves to attended to whatever business they had. Rhaenyra and daemon go to return to their quarters when a voice halts them. Turning they see aemond coming towards them. Since the night of the dinner they could feel a change in the young man. Hostility doesn’t roll off him in waves any more.

“How may i help you brother” rhaenyra ask the young man

“I wish to be the one to invite the lady” Daemon and rhaenyra share a quick glance a knowing look in their eyes

“And why is that dear nephew?”

“Must i explain that to you of all people uncle. Or can you simply take my sincerity in wanting to be the messenger of the royal house.”

Daemon merely chuckles while rhaenyra pushes him off before his sharp tongue starts something.

“I think that would be the most gracious idea. How else to show we mean business then sending a member of royalty to call upon her. And from what i've seen you can be a very level headed advisor. It would be an honor for you to bring the girl here brother, come we will write out the correspondence and map your trail.”

With that the three leave to complete that task of bring the red assassin into the Targaryen house.

[midnightpsychos]

@tvpewriters

She continued to moan every time their bodies made contact with each other letting Eric know that she was ready to progress in anything he was planning to give her, Paisley needed to listen and obey to him with whatever he wanted to do and be the good little girl she was raised to be. She let her desires get the best of her most of the time and now, maybe it was time to either let that lay down low or improve her character and show him that she had more to offer than what people thought she could be able to handle. “I know it’s my first time doing this but… can we have sex without a condom? You don’t have to agree I just wanted to ask” she whispers after each breath the toe has between them, hoping that she didn’t freak Eric out with her being so bold and open about what she wanted to know was okay with him. Everything seemed to fall into place perfectly, from the first time they met to the time they talked and they hung out, started to get to know one another other more and things developed into now; where they were on his hotel bed making out and getting ready to take that next step into fully becoming each others. And that was the scary thing Paisley thought, she had never had that emotional connection with another guy so whenever she was being treated like Eric was, it made the girl tense up which wasn’t what she intended to act but she cousins help herself do until there was something handle of her mind telling her to let go of everything she had ever felt before, and that’s what she done - Paisley let go of reality and let Eric do what he wanted to originally ask her before opening up about being a virgin.  Nodding her head to give him permission to touch her, letting out a sigh when she felt his skin make contact with her thighs made her feel something different and she enjoyed that. “Yeah, oh hod that feels good.. keep going please E…” Paisley leaned her head back before softly moaning again.

@prettycutepsycho

He took care of her emotionally with a beautiful, slow, and steady ambiance. Loving and respecting each other and having a great time together came first to fully immerse themselves in sex, which is another important aspect for them. It really was hard (and he was really hard) to think sensibly — just with his basic senses in this position of him touching and being touched by her—because he just wanted to go raw inside of her and feel the deepest connection and stimulation of their instrumentation as naturally as possible. Through the sounds of their heaving breathing, which was an indication of their excitement, she panted her guess at finishing his sentence, but that wasn't what he was thinking, but it did answer his question.

His conscience had a responsibility to look out for them and their future. His heart — and his parts — were on fire, and his soul was simply put; connected, loving, and adoring her. Eric was eventually able to get out a coherent response: "I was gonna ask you something else, but you answered my question." They could have that talk later. He knew what he had to do now. He would just have to be careful until they could talk about the pill. He was ready for her; he was going to feel if she was ready for him. He didn't want to do anything to scare her or make her uncomfortable, so he whispered what he was going to do as he looked into her eyes: "I'm gonna touch you" slowly and gently gliding his fingers up, then between her inner thighs and over her skin to her . . . "here, okay?"

[oonajaeadira]

firstofficerwiggles has made think about some of the ways that massage therapist PATS could help me through some stuff. Like when I have a migraine or when my anxiety won't respond to treatment or I need a break from the stress of having my mother living with me. (I love her but she's making me crazy) Thank you for this titillating version of PATS.

Oh, yeah, he's good for a lot of stress relief. I'm glad you enjoy what I'm laying down. <3 <3 <3

PATS Treatment for Migraines and Anxiety

FANDOM: Calls - Apple TV (PATS is a character from ep. 3. “Pedro Across the Street.” This is not RPF.)

Migraines are heavy on the massage and trigger point therapy. These are full-body manipulations...and by that, I mean he'd get up on the table with you and use his own body to support you in stretches, bend you into postures, smooth you into curves, and hod you against himself, warming you into twists that allow your muscles to loosen so joints can crack a little and relieve pressure. For hour two, he's going to just sit up against the headboard, blindfold you with a cooling pack and lean you back against himself and just touch, just use his hands to make you feel relaxed and beautiful, and guide you in breathing.

For anxiety, he'll cover you with a soft blanket. For the massage he's going to take you away from your thoughts, reaching his warm oiled hands under the blanket and going soothingly piece by piece. He starts with one foot and asks you a gentle question about yourself or something you like talking about, asking you to keep your voice low. Then the other foot and another question. Then each calf. Each thigh. One question per body part as he moves up to your head, and as you answer, he gives vocal confirmation that he hears you, his low, sincere "mmm"s and "mmhmm"s rumbling and warming through you. Then he's going to touch you on the table, while he smooths your brow with the other hand, bending low over your ear to softly tell you what he liked about the things you've told him, totally validate your thoughts, make you understand that your mind is an okay place to be. Hour two is whatever you want...he will do anything you tell him to do in the moment. Harder, softer, this leg here, your mouth there, any toy you want, torture him, overstimulate him, tell him to praise you, he actually says "yes" out loud to every suggestion, he wants to hand you the keys and make you understand that here in this bed, you can feel free to have total and unfiltered control if you want it--that he welcomes it--and at any time you're done with control you can give it back and he can drive the rest of the way. The only thing he gets to dictate is telling you to breathe, preciosa.

If you just need a break from your mom, you can book an extra appointment. He'll relax you and rail you hard enough to take your mind off of it for a few hours and send you home with prescription for isolation time or long solitary walks or whatever you need to get a break now and then and just concentrate on breathing and relaxing and being in the moment without interruption. And if Mom is offended? *shrug* Your therapist's orders, not your fault.

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