#she might come by later today with my dad to pick up some stuff

[ritahayworrth]

happy birthday to her!!!!!

[wordy-little-witch]

I am now hip deep in the Edge of Midnight campaign from legends of avantris and lemme tell you some shit -

1) I would lay down my life for Jericho Sticks without any hesitation. Torbek and Jericho are my sons now, no takesies backsies.

2) Lethica and Marius are so perfectly aligned to be end game lovers but I personally adore the idea of them being queerplatonic if only bc it's funny to watch people be confused and I think Lethica would adore that.

3) you can pry the concept of Briggsy having a some kind of magical fantasy cellphone equivalent from my cold dead hands - sending stone or smth idfk - and he's been keeping his buddy/boyfriend Torbek updated on all this like "Becky you would not BELIEVE what happened today-" ((listen I know the flirting bit between them in the yuletide one-shot was a feycurse but leave me alone it's funny as fuck))

4) briggsy @ jericho in ep 24 appropos nothing: Jerry, maybe we have to kiss ((sad, silly twinks with Literal Darksides are his type /j))

5) I have a friend-crush on Nikkie and I will never recover

6) I have an unyielding NEED to have Jericho get a final hit on a boss and yell yeehaw

7) I know stylistically Jericho doesn't have "skin" but I personally hc that his clothes aren't effectively his skin, he has a burlap body - and he has "tattoos" in the form of embroidery. It started when he had to stitch up his own cuts and stuff and he just kept it up.

8) Only Yorgrim has any constant sense of cooking in an actual kitchen-like setting. Farryn, Marius, and Briggsy can do journey or on-the-road cooking, but it's never.... great. Lethica burns everything somehow or gets the bright idea to 'experiment', and it's never good - she's fine if she's got clear end goals. Jericho is understandably skittish around fire due to his body and straw, but he is the closest to being able to cook well and do so semi regularly.

9) Virgil is a weird mix of a hater and lowkey overprotective. He does hate being imprisoned, but also he's kinda bound here so he HAS to keep this disaster of a bard safe. He refuses to admit he might have a soft spot. He is Stressed.

10) Farryn doesn't get the appeal of Girls Nights, but Jericho does!!! They join Lethica for some fun relaxation. Briggsy once asked why Jericho was allowed since he's also a dude, and Lethica just responded "he's allowed to be there - on account of him being a scarecrow and not a literal man after all." It's an inside joke which later has to be explained - Jericho is nonbinary but doesn't rightly care about stuff like that.

11) Yorgrim is the group dad, no I will not explain.

12) sometimes after a battle, Lethica and Marius will help stitch up some of Jericho's tears. Farryn may also add in random flowers she finds around because it makes him happy.

13) Briggsy is small but mighty. The only person he has yet to pick up and carry is Yorgrim - he swears that one day that tombstone will be gone and he'll be able to do it. It's all the rock's fault, he's sure of it.

Spoilers under the cut (caught up to present)

OKAY so I am caught up completely and have decided that Canon is not important leave me alone

• Yorgrim did not die - he got wounded heavily but survived.

• Farryn almost got taken but they got to her in time. She is mute for a time due to injuries and trauma - idk if she ever talks again bc we could use more sign language in the world. Maybe it comes and goes, fuck if I know, idk and idc

ONWARDS TO SILLIES

• Lethica strong armed her way into giving Jericho The Talk after he revealed he had no idea what a penis was. Scarecrows cannot blush, but apparently his fiendish glow can ebb and flow and he glows much MUCH brighter when he's embarrassed - she tries so hard not to laugh.

• Adella and Jericho btw are simply besties. His "crush" on her is a friend crush and Phillip just finds it painfully cute. ((Also -> Jericho has mommy issues and Adella always wanted a son/nephew/little brother. Peaceful alignment))

• Dark Mode Marius is a colossal flirt but still a giant dweeb. He's cool and suave until someone flirts back - then he's a mess.

• Briggsy is very happy with his Kannon & makes "shooting my shot" jokes at every and any opportunity

• Yorgrim, with his reward, manages to finally lay many souls tonrest but he still carries the tombstone on journeys - just not constantly now. He still believes he must pay penance, but it's a little easier to share the burden.

• Farryn, with her own reward, has not chosen to activate it yet. Something tells her to wait, to bide her time and remain. She does, however, get a little more at ease with the others. She and Jericho have come to an understanding, too - that being they they are a package deal, no takesies backsies, and they refer to each other as twin, much to the confusion of many, many, many people. WLW and NBLM solidarity.

• Jericho is pining HARD for Marius, but he's absolutely terrified of damaging the friendship so everyone is watching two oblivious dummies look longingly into each other.

• POLYAMORY POLYAMORY POLYAMORY

• Marius grows rather fond of Virgil, and the sentiment is very much NOT reciprocated bc this angry knight vampire is not good enough for his vessel and he's mad about it.

• Yorgrim: I've only had my friends for a few days, but if anything happened to them, I'd kill everyone in Druskenvald and then myself.

• I fully expect for Jericho to somehow befriend an enemy in disguise, not realize, and accidentally fuck up the evil plan with the powers of puns, music and friendship (/j)

• the first time the party sees Jericho presenting more feminine, he's been lended one of Lethica's dresses after his own clothes got torn up and the rest are being washed. Marius has a nosebleed and faints. Briggsy is staring somewhat respectfully. Lethica is trying valiantly not to laugh. Farryn and Yorgrim regret not dying when they had the chance.

• Marius: i cannot have a relationship because I have sworn to follow the duchess of sin

Lillith: whoa hold up, Do Not use me as an excuse to avoid the cutie pie over there. Besides, he has a demon. I'm queen of hell. I can make a small exception.

Marius: shit

• Briggsy Bi Icon: OH if ONLY Jerry here had a DASHING KNIGHT to SAVE THEM from this PERILOUS INCIDENT

Jericho: captain, I'm just getting off of a horse??

Marius: no no Briggsy has a point, no maiden should be unaccompanied or unassisted. Allow me-

Lethica&Farryn: We Know What You Are

• Yorgrim is watching all this inter party flirting and is definitely wondering if he's gonna have to have an aside with everyone about flirting tactics and communication skills. Briggsy is making it worse by enabling everyone.

• Farryn gets some sweet, succulent healing, that is all.

[lkfarrout]

Fifty (family fic)

No ships, just Stan being a father figure

Summary: Wendy finds herself in a tough situation and has to ask Stan for money

Warnings: light angst, mature themes (16+)

"Come in!"

With a shaky hand, Wendy slowly opened the door to Stan's office. Her boss was sat at his desk, fez off, a pen and calculator in hand. His frustration at the figures in front of him permeated the room.

"Wendy?" He barely glanced up at her before returning to his work, "Its your day off, kid. What do ya need?"

"Umm..." Wendy considered saying 'nevermind' and just walking out. But she didn't really have a choice. "...fifty dollars."

Stan started to laugh until he looked up and saw the tears welling in Wendy's eyes.

He rose to his feet and she continued, talking very quickly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Pines. You can take it out of my next paycheck, but I need it today. I didn't know who else to ask."

He came around and leaned on the edge of his desk, arms crossed. "What's it for?"

She just looked at the floor and rang her hat in her hands.

He moved closer and placed a heavy hand on her shoulder, "Look, kid. Whatever you did, I'm sure I did worse at your age. D'ya owe someone money?" She shook her head.

"Then what's it for?"

"You can't tell my dad."

"Okay, I won't."

Wendy continued to avoid his gaze.

"What's it for, kid?"

Wendy sighed, "...plan B."

Stan took a step back and rubbed the back of his neck. "I see."

An awkward silence filled the room.

Stan continued with a light chuckle, "It's fifty bucks these days? Sweet moses, I'm gettin' old."

Wendy didn't laugh.

"Look, it'll be alright. Head out to the car, I'll give the twins an excuse and meet you out there, okay?"

Wendy muttered a thank you and quickly left the room.

---

A rock song played inaudibly on the radio and Wendy stared out the passenger window at the trees going by.

Stan gripped the wheel, trying to think of anything to say.

He stuttered as he began, "Kid, I-- look, I aint gonna pry you for details. But if I need to go knock some sense into some knucklehead kid, I will."

"It's fine."

"It was some knucklehead kid, right? Not, y'know... an adult?" Stan cringed at his own question, but damnit, if he was gonna let some creep take advantage of a young girl like Wendy.

Wendy nodded, "Yeah, just Robbie."

"So why the hell isn't he paying for this?" He'd meant it as a joke, but quickly realized how mean it sounded.

"Look, I aint mad about paying for it, I just. He needs to learn some responsibility."

"We were responsible. It just, broke. And neither of us had the money. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I'm... glad you told me."

Stan pulled the car into a parking spot.

"Stay here."

"It's okay, I can get it."

Stan insisted, "No, someone will recognize ya. I don't want you in any trouble."

He cracked the windows and shut the door with a click. Several minutes later, he returned and handed her a bag. "Hope that's the right stuff."

Wendy dug through it, surprised to find a bottle of water, a comic book, and a bar of chocolate in addition to the small cardboard box she expected.

She looked at Stan, who shrugged. "Figured you might need a little pick-me-up."

"Thanks, Mr. Pines. I'll work an extra day, or--"

He cut her off and waved his hand in the air, "Ah forget that, consider it free. It was... less expensive than I thought anyway." He looked away suspiciously before glancing back at her.

She punched him lightly in the arm, "You stole it?"

"No!" Stan protested, "I paid..."

She raised her eyebrows at him and he finished, "...for the water."

Stan laughed and Wendy smiled for the first time that morning. But her smile quickly dissipated with his next question.

"So, should I take you home?"

The look on her face was the only answer he needed. "Alright, you can hang at the shack today. But you'll have to put on a happy face for Dip and Mabel."

Wendy sighed, relieved, "Yeah, I will."

"I told the kids I was picking up lunch. How's pizza sound?"

---

They entered through the giftshop. Stan held the door open for Wendy with one hand, a pizza box in the other.

"Hey, uh, make sure you read that box real close and if you start to feel sick at all, let me know, okay?"

"I will, thanks." Wendy stayed behind like they'd discussed, and he continued toward the main part of the house before pausing.

"Oh, and use the phone in here to call Robbie. He should know that you got things worked out."

Wendy nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Guess who got pizza!"

The twins exclaimed happily and started to dig in.

Through a mouthful, Stan casually spoke. "Oh hey, save some for Wendy, I saw her walkin' over just a minute ago."

[baddiewiththebook]

ONE OF THEM [PART 2]

-> Dating your best friend Eddie Munson might have been pictured differently in your head. Despite a blissful weekend, you’re met with a few bumps in the road; and, your friends slowly figure out that what you're doing in private crosses the boundaries between friend and lover.

-> eddie munson x you (she/her)

-> friends to lovers, secret relationship, angst

-> warnings - strong language and suggestive scenes [no smut]

[Part 2] [Part 3]

This is a sequel to One of the Boys

-> <-

"Five minutes," Steve counts on his watch. "I swear I'm leaving her."

Adjusting the itchy Family Video vest against his chest, Steve has had enough patience with Robin. He slams his fist into the horn on his car hoping the entire neighborhood wakes up. Maybe they could riot to her front door to get her out of bed.

Steve twists the dial to his radio. Seriously, where is this girl? Every morning at seven o'clock, Steve stops by her house to give her a ride to school. And, every morning the same routine plays like a horribly tuned piano. Well, today's the day, Steve puts his foot to the gas pedal.

"She can walk to school," hand on the gear shift, Steve readies to peel off the curb and zip down the street. But, he doesn't.

No, Steve is far too gentle of a soul to leave his friend out on the edge of a cliff like that. Allowing a puff of hot hair to escape, he rests back in the drivers seat and takes his foot away from the pedal. Maybe knocking some sense into his head would do the trick. He bends forward onto the steering wheel. The horn beeps, and deafens him.

Robin yanks open the car door. "Good morning, sunshine!"

"Next time-" Steve says lifting his head.

"'Next time, I'm leaving you!'" Robin slots into the passenger side, and buckles herself into the car. "Anything new with you?"

Steve doesn't like to believe that he's gotten so predictable. In fact, all driving around Robin to school and the the endless amount of freshman that need rides to go to and from their stupid after school club, Steve contemplates asking for compensation. But, again, he's not that guy.

"What took you so long?" He asks.

Robin scoffs. "I was in the bathroom. What? You want me running out here with my pants down leaving a trail behind me? I don't think so."

"Thank you for that visual, Robin," Steve winces.

Sure, she's running a few fifteen minutes late, but doesn't everyone have at least one bad day - or a week - or month - or year?

Robin sat straight up in her bed that morning with a pile of drool next to her on her pillow. Hair stuck straight out on one side of her head like it was trying to escape her. Yes, she could hear every horn honk that came from Steve Harrington's car, and no she did not make it her mission to torture him every morning by being late.

Her power went out. Or, maybe she slept through her alarm. Potayto; potahto. Either way, she smudges on a bit more blush from her compact in her bag, she's in the car now right?

"Did you eat breakfast?" Steve already know's she'll say 'no.' "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, you know. And, don't you have a test in first period? Shouldn't you be focusing on that instead of . . . what is that pink stuff?”

"It's blush, Steven," She teases. "You sound like my dad."

"Ha ha," he quips back. "Backseat."

Robin stretches around to see a brown paper bag soaking in it's own juices. He's stopped at the diner, before he came to pick her up. Sure that might have been his lunch for later in his shift, but he would rather not have his friend pass out while trying to recite the alphabet or whatever they teach these days.

"Stevie!" Robin pouts her lip.

"Shut up," he jokes.

Their relationship is platonic, although Robin did have to wave off Steve’s crush on her. She’s not into him, nor is she into any other man she’s ever come across. As a friend, however, Steve has turned into one of her closest. She relies on him, especially with him withholding her biggest secret. She’s very gay.

On the way to school, Hawkins is still all the same gray town. Cool weather blows winds through the streets freezing them all like icicles. Snow this year is said to be minimal, but freezing temperatures suggest otherwise.

Pulling into the parking lot of his old high-school, Steve hits his breaks sending Robin sliding forward. She clutches her bag, and adds a screwed look upon her face.

“My bad,” Steve doesn’t sound very apologetic. But, nonetheless, they’re friends and he has to pull her leg when she pulls his.

Robin springs from the car with her backpack in her hand, and her breakfast sack hanging out of her mouth. She muffles something along the lines of ‘thank you’ lost in translation behind the paper bag.

You wouldn’t know from the outside looking in, but Robin is quite apprehensive about school. There’s only so many crowds, and so many people that she can manage at one time. That’s usually why she’s on the hunt for someone she knows so bright and early - to defend her of the rampaging school children.

For example, Jason Carver is one of the biggest a-hole’s in the school. But, people still praise him like a King. That was Steve once, so she tries not to be too harsh when she judges him. But, he’s not making the best case for himself when he’s threatening a freshman boy for flunking Jason's homework. Jason’s minions are given the order to toss him into the dumpster, and Robin has the smarts to look away.

Robin swings open the double doors to be smacked in the face with the thick musk of high school air. She’s a bit late, so she thought that maybe people had begun flocking to class. Wrong. She dodges some kid parading around with an easel with the legs sticking out, so at least no one would bump into him.

There’s a window of opportunity for her to swing into her home room, and chow down on her breakfast before Mrs. Brown doesn’t scold her for not sharing with the rest of the class. She’s got about ten minutes until the bell rings, and Mrs. Brown is no where to be seen. She’s probably got her head over the copier grinding the gears a little too hard to give out weeks worth of homework due tomorrow. That’s her favorite.

As Robin sits in her usual spot, she opens the greasy bag in front of her. Bundled under a pile of trash from Steven’s breakfast burrito, she does find herself a single sandwich. Ham and Swiss cheese with far too many thick slabs of tomato for her liking. She lets the tomato slide off in a pile of sad gooey slime, and then places the bread back on top of the sandwich to complete it.

“I’ll see you later,” the usual conversation between classmates bores Robin, but the sound of your voice piques her interest.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later,” Eddie’s words draw out low and deep.

You’re giggling now, and Robin tilts her head to the open door. Without checking for other occupants, you swing Eddie into your shared home room to plant a various amount of wet kisses to his lips.

Frozen in time, Robin sits like a statue. She knows she’s not supposed to witness the exchange. Especially by Eddie overlooking his shoulder a number of times, before running off down the other hallway. You chase after him, but only to learn into the hallway to watch him run off.

You’re completely smitten.

Robins never known you to be this unaware. There’s a time and a half that she’s readied you for dates, but she’s never seen that shine in your eye, the flush on your cheeks or the floating just above the ground where the rest of us are.

How she skirted past being caught by you or Eddie is mind blowing. But, you’re in a ‘love bubble’ that’s impenetrable.

Robin grabs a thick needle, and jabs at the edges until the bubble bursts as you sit down. Forgetting the sandwich, and the painful growls from her stomach, Robin now twists in her seat making the chair moan.

“Good morning, Robin,” you’ve got cupids arrow in your ass. “When did you get here?”

“I don’t know,” her sarcasm is drooling from her mouth now. “Sometime before you and Eddie started making out at the door.”

Your stomach flips, and your face drops down back to earth. “Uh, oh.”

Robins bounces. “When did that happen?”

“Last Friday, after school,” you blurt as the bell rings. “Listen Robin, you can’t tell anyone what you saw. Please? We’re just trying to keep a low profile for a while.”

The classroom begins to fill, while you’re still silently begging for your friend to keep her mouth shut for once in her life. Robin’s the worst at keeping secrets!

And, Robin does go through the list of who she’ll blab too first. She could tell Steve because he would just reply ‘Who?’ and get all squinty. Or, she could tell Dustin, who’s really close to Eddie. That’s a fair trade.

That’s when Robin notices the gray plume of smoke floating into the classroom. A haze of green and gold glitter spiral into the archway. Suddenly, the mask drops to the tile floor. And what’s left?

Roxie Martin.

Robin might have a bit of an imagination, but what is very real is the absolute terror stricken fear written across your face. She’s a ball of evil with a bat hidden in her bra - probably.

Yeah, Robin thinks that she’ll keep quiet for a while.

“Good morning, class,” Mrs. Brown zips into the classroom with a years worth of paper stacked in her grip. “Roxie, please find your seat. And, unless you have enough to share with the rest of the class, put away your food, Robin.”

Robin’s stomach growls.

-> <-

tags: @stardustingold @loves0phelia @ogoc-19 @hellfirenacht @blackholegladiator @alligator-person @eggo-segual @rustboxstarr @harmfulb1tch

[igot-sarang-ggg]

Jolyne's Teacher pt.4 (Teacher reader x Jotaro)

Chapter 4- Monday

Chapter 3- Coffee | Masterlist | Chapter 5- Friday

Small Summary of series: It's a new school year, you're a third grade teacher at an elementary school in Florida with Jolyne Cujoh being in your class.

"Dad is it necessary for me to go to school today? Ms. L/n isn't gonna be here." I brushed Jolyne's hair styling it the best I could. "You need to go. School is very important Jolyne." She crossed her arms pouting, "I hate it!" I smiled at her, kissing the top of her head, "I know but you just gotta go..." I finished her hair, "How does it look?" I handed her the mirror, she smiled brightly looking at herself in the mirror. "I love it dad!" She kissed my cheek hugging me tightly, "Glad you like it. Come on we have to get going." 

I dropped off Jolyne at school and headed towards that cafe Ms. L/n showed me. I don't start work until later, so why not enjoy some tea in the meantime. I sat down at a table nearby reading some work files. Someone taped my shoulder, "Mr. Kujo, it's nice to see you again." It was Ms. L/n. "Nice to see you too. What brings you here this early? Jolyne said you had the day off?" Placing the papers back in the folder I  singled her to sit down at the vacant sit in front of me. She sat down with a drink in her hand, "I did but I couldn't sleep in... Might as well start the day early with some coffee." She smiled taking a sip of her drink. "Mm," she cleared her throat, "Has Jolyne told you about the parent teacher meeting on friday?"

"Meeting? Did something happen?" I questioned her. I was worried Jolyne might have done something. She Chuckled, "Jolyne isn't in any trouble, if that's what you're worried. It's just a group meeting after school to discuss some field trips, chaperone, class activities, and other stuff." 

Jolyne never mentioned it to me, I looked at Y/n who was stirring her drink. "No she hasn't told me... Is it a mandatory thing?" I asked her. "No, it's not mandatory to attend." She looked at me, her eyes were saying otherwise like she was begging or waiting me to go. I looked away grabbing at the tip of my hat covering my face a bit, "Geez... I'll see if I can go." She smiled at me, and then looked at her watch.

 "I have to get going, it was nice you seeing again Mr. Kujo," Y/n stood from her seat, I didn't notice till now but she was wearing these tight leggings that hugged her legs and thighs just right and a sports bra covered with a sweater that was barely zipped up, I guess she was going to the gym or for a run. She placed her hand in front of me, I took it; soon realizing how small her hands were compared to mine. "It was nice seeing you, too." She smiled, "I hope to see you again on Friday after school." And like that she left. 

 I focused on the paperwork I was previously looking at before Y/n showed up. As I looked at them I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched, I can still feel that same presence from the first time I met with Y/n here. Could she have some sort of stand? Or maybe someone here is a stand user? It can't be... This looks like some old Cuban cafe...

But yet it could be possible

I grabbed my things and headed out. I rather work at the office I don't want to find out if there's a stand user here.

Sometime later

I waited outside the schools pick up area waiting for Jolyne. "Mr. Kujo!" Someone called out for me. I looked over to see a women that looked about my age. She approached reaching out her hand, "I'm Ms. Jones was a substitute for your daughters class today." I shook her hand, "It's nice to meet. I believe we met once if I'm not mistaken." I tried to pull away my hand but she still had a grip on it, "I'm sorry." She pulled away and smiled at me. I've never felt uncomfortable meeting someone before, but she really did give off a weird vibe. I just hope Jolyne comes out soon.

 "Dad!!!" Jolyne came running towards me; I bent down to her height embracing her in a hug. "Hey Jolyne, how was school?" I pulled her closer whispering in her ear, "Plan twenty." I pulled away standing.

 "School was good. Let's go! You said you would take me to park after school." She started tugging at my arm pulling me away from her substitute teacher, "Lets go!" I laughed at her, "Okay, I'm going." We walked over to the car and got in. "What happened dad? Why did you ask me to use plan twenty?" She asked, I started the car and drive off, "That substitute teacher of yours was... Was a bit odd." Plan twenty was something I came up with due to people making me feel uncomfortable and if Jolyne feels uncomfortable around someone she also uses that code so we both know when to go or come up with an excuse to leave. "Ms. Jones is a little weird." I looked at Jolyne she was looking at her hands, "Dad?" 

 "Hmm?" 

 "Does Ms. L/n make you wanna use plan twenty? Michel said he saw you and Ms. L/ n at a cafe shop on Saturday." An image her showing up at our doorsteps came to mind the shy look she gave me when I opened the door, "So far she doesn't... You're teacher Ms. L/n seems like a good person."

 "Am I still grounded?"

 "We can go to the park for an hour but that's it."

Series Masterlist

[marymary-diva17]

Hello. Could you make one story where Neteyam survives the shot, but and paralyzed and on depression. He's family tries the best to help him, somehow.

neteyam x female aonung + sully family

After the battle with the humans and victory for the navi, there had been much lost before the war and during the battle. Now it was time for recovery and moving on, as everyone was getting back to some what normal life there were some stuff that might not be able to recovery that easily and will take some time.

angi " perfect" angi had gotten up from the ground and soon picked up a basket filled with food and other stuff as well. She was on her way to go see the sully family and see now neteyam was doing, he had been shot but had been saved by his grandmother and ronal along with the help of the humans.

ronal " off to see the sully family again my daughter"

angi " yes mother I was planning to go alone or with my siblings if they wish to come, I can come back right away to take care of my baby brother"

ronal " no it okay my daughter go be with your siblings and friend, I can take care of your brother you have been helpful enough for this family and the sully family" ronal was holding her baby son who was smiling at his sister.

angi " yes mother"

ronal " This that necklace for neteyam"

angi " yes I was hoping it will make him feel better he still resting and I thought this will bring a smile to his face"

ronal " that wonderful"

tsireya " sister are you going to see the sully family today"

angi " yes"

rotxo " can we come please"

angi " sure I was planning to ask you both if you haven't left yet"

rotxo " well come on lets go"

angi " bye mother and by upix"

tsireya and rotxo " bye mom and baby brother"

ronal " bye my child and angi"

angi " yes mother"

ronal " please look after neteyam that boy has been through alot and might need help"

angi " yes mother" the three siblings had soon take off towards the sully home to, see their friends and to see if they need any help. They soon reach the family home.

lo'ak " hey guys"

angi " hey lo'ak we brought over some food and stuff for the family"

lo'ak " oh thank you"

Jake " lo'ak who are you talking with ... oh hello kids"

lo'ak " dad they brought over some stuff for us"

Jake " that nice of them"

tisyrea " well all the work had mostly been done by angi"

angi " no it was all our help sister"

rotox " aww being so modest"

kiri " hey guys it good to see you all today"

spider " hey"

tuk " yeah more friends have come"

angi " yes we came to see your family and give this basket of stuff as well"

Jake " I can take it young lady wow this stuff is so amazing"

angi " thank you"

tuk " hey come on let go have some fun can we dad"

Jake " sure but stay with your older siblings and cousins"

tuk " yes dad"

angi " we should ask neteyam to join us is he up"

neytiri " he is still healing young lady but thank you for asking about him" the family ahd gotten very quite when angi had asked her question, the girl was feeling horrible now for asking her question.

angi " oh will it be fine if we can still see him for short time I miss .... we miss him"

neytiri " maybe later on he needs time alone to rest and control his thought but he does miss you all"

angi " yes ma'am"

Kiri "Come on, and maybe we can bring something back for Neteyam later" The group soon left, saying nothing else, but Angi did look back and saw Jake talking with Neytiri. They didn't seem that happy, and they were also talking with someone who seemed like Neteyam, but the girl couldn't tell at the moment.

Later on

angi " ......"

tuk " that a beautiful gift who is meant for angi"

angi " oh it for neteyam I couldn't give it to him as he still resting, and not seeing that many people"

tuk " I think he going to love it angi"

angi " thank you tuk tuk" Tuk had ran off leaving the girl alone as she was looking at the gift in her hands, she had decided to take some courage and give the gift to neteyam. Angi soon left the group and headed back towards the sully home, she was hoping to have the chance to see neteyam.

angi " hello" she had arrived at the home to see neither Jake or neytiri were at home, meaning they were out at the moment.

????? " angi" angi soon looked up and saw neteyam standing with his hand on the door frame.

angi " hello neteyam I came to see you earlier today"

neteyam " oh yes I heard your voice and saw you a bit thank you for the gifts"

angi " oh your welcome I also came to bring you a gift as well"

neteyam " oh that wonderful of you let me come towards you" neteyam had taken a few steps but it looked like he was having a hard time walking, he soon had fallen to the ground.

angi " neteyam" angi race to neteyam as she was now on the ground, she was making sure he was okay.

neteyam " damit"

angi " neteyam"

neteyam " I thought I was getting better I thought there was a chance everything will be okay"

angi " teyam what the matter"

neteyam " when I was shot I was hurt badly it seems like I effected my ability to walk .... my dad and the scientist say I might not walk the same anymore or that all ... I have been doing these exercises to help but it hasn't work ... now I can't protect my family or friend"

angi " neteyam don't say that"

neteyam " ......"

angi " if you can stand and walk a bit there is chance you can walk and run again, you just need help from your family and everyone else around"

neteyam " my parents have been helping me but I don't wish to be burned to everyone I'm use to caring for others, I don't wish to take up everyone else time"

angi " well now it time for you to allow other to help and care for you, let me help you as you have helped me before"

neteyam " thank you angi ... is that your gift"

angi " yes it a necklace they are made for brave warriors and you are one of them neteyam"

neteyam " thank you I will be honored to wear it"

angi " good now come one lets get you off this floor and cleaned up, and then we can start helping you heal and recovery"

neteyam " thank you angi"

angi " your welcome" angi had helped neteyam off the ground and soon after he was cleaned up and okay, the pair soon started spending time with neteyam recovery.

Many days later

Jake " where did neteyam go" Jake was looking for neteyam was he wasn't home when Jake returned, the family had noticed neteyam was getting better physically and emotionally.

neytiri " ma Jake have you found him"

Jake " no I haven't it seems like he went off on his own" the couple soon started looking for their son, but soon came across ronal and tonowari.

ronal " hello Jake and neytiri you two seem worried"

Jake " we are looking for neteyam he wasn't home today and we seem to no find our other kids"

tonowari " well it seems like we can't find our children as well" the parents had decided to look together but soon came across their kids and mo'at looking at something or more like spying.

neytiri " children there you are do you know where neteyam is"

lo'ak " shh there are going to hear you mom and get low as well" The four adults had gotten low as their kids were spying on something.

ronal " what are you talking about"

tsireya " mom no they are going to see us"

tonowari " who"

mo'at " them" mo'at had pointed the four adults soon saw angi and neteyam dancing, the pair seem to be having a fun time together.

Jake “ neteyam is dancing she hasn’t been much of dancer in the past”

moat “ a couple days ago I spot them here it seems like she been helping him, get use back in his legs and helping him heal”

neytiri “ they seem so happy together that why he smiling all the time”

ronal “ wait now long have you kids been knowing”

kids “ two days ago”

tonowair “ so this what our daughter has been doing”

Jake “ yes and it seems like they both have done each other a favor” the group had watched the two teens dance and walk around, they seem so close to each other. Neteyam had finally allowed his walls down and allowed someone to help him, and with banging help he was able to experience his feelings about everything more do his family and begin a new start of healing.

[compassionatereminders]

Lord. Today has been such a day. I hope it's ok to just rant about it here, if not obviously feel free to delete!!

Got woken up at 1am because my mom needed to go to the ER for excruciating pain. So we load up and I take her. It takes an HOUR for them to even pay her any mind- and it's not because it was busy. We live in a small town, and there was literally nobody there waiting to be seen. We think they were ignoring her because she looked like she was having drug withdrawals (shaking, pale, she couldn't stop moving/fidgeting). They only came out to see her when I brought my little brother in, and they realized that she wasn't just there to try and get meds from the hospital (this is all speculation ofc, but I really can't imagine any other reason that 'nobody saw her'). I'm still so mad because she sat there for so long, crying in pain (my mom NEVER cries, so that's how I could tell it was really bad) and nobody even bothered to check on her for over an hour. It took another hour for her to get any pain relief and while the nurses were all really nice, I'm still incredibly upset that she had to endure it for so long.

Anyways. Mom's going to be fine, she's getting flown to a better hospital a couple hours away to get the problem dealt with. That's all good. I'm staying home with my brother, and my aunt is going to pick her up later today (hopefully; it might take a few more days). The only issue is that I'll need to meet with my little brothers father (not my dad) to drop him off for the weekend, and I hate the guy, but I can easily ignore him so it's fine.

I think it's the stress of coordinating 4 different people's schedules that put me so on edge (my aunt needs to know when my mom is leaving, my sister is coming 1400 miles to Nevada from Texas, my little brother needs to do his homework/get ready to go/be dropped off). Family keeps calling me because I'm the one who lives with my mom, but I don't have any updates, because I'm home looking after my brother. I feel terrible that I can't tell them anything else, but it's still frustrating when I'm trying to get the house cleaned up, take care of a worried 7-year-old, and answer calls just to repeat the same thing.

The final straw though was one of my cats. When my brother and I finally got home around 8am, we were having breakfast. I look over, and my cat is peeing on my moms lunchbox. I freaked out, because that's disgusting, and he had NO reason to do that- their box is perfectly clean, he's not a serial pee monster, he's never been in competition with the other cats. I don't understand why today, of all days, he would choose to make a mess.

I've spent the past hour and a half trying to clean it by hand because I can't just throw it in the washing machine (it has a cloth outside, but its not removable). He ALSO managed to pee on my brother's homework tower (a short, plastic 'filing cabinet' with drawers we keep his stuff in), and of course, it got inside some of the drawers. Luckily the only stuff I had to throw away was some construction paper and white printer paper, and the rest was untouched, but I still had to clean up a MASSIVE puddle of cat pee on the floor, and empty + wipe out four of the drawers.

So. Anyways. I'm not feeling solution-oriented right now, I'm just really angry that this is all happening at once and there's not really anything within my control besides making sure my brother keeps to his schedule. At least he's not too worried, but I've kind of been avoiding talking to him at the moment because I feel like I might snap at him when it's not his fault at all. I'm also avoiding the cat because, while I would never hurt an animal for doing something dumb, I'm still so mad about it. I'd much rather he'd have peed on something of mine.

Now I just feel super on edge, and I keep waiting for ANOTHER bad thing to happen, because at this point it just feels like the universe is out for blood. It's not even noon yet. It's barely 10am

I'm so sorry about all of this. Anti addict ableism is completely unacceptable and literally kills people. It's not like an addict can't ALSO be in excruciating pain/genuinely need urgent care. I'm glad your mom will be okay, but it makes me furious that she was neglected for hours because of prejudices against a potential addiction. And I completely understand that you're not in a good place right now. I'm sorry about the pee situation also, though it's important for me to note that the cat didn't CHOOSE to "make a mess" just to bother you - either he was a bit ill or it was simply an unfortunate accident.

[ivecomeforsouls]

Chapter 9 A Father's Blessing

Link and Marin spent the rest of the day and into the night catching up with each other. Legend told her about the rest of his adventures, as well as the one he should be on right now. She talked about waking up. How her father sat her down and told her the full story of the Wind Fish, how she learned about sunburns(that were impossible to get in a dream world), and when the big owl told her that Link was real and would be in town at the first of autumn. After that, they just sat together by the lake in a comfortable silence until Tarin came and took them back.

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The morning arrived with the song of the birds and sound of wind blowing through the trees. He has the last one up today. Marin, Tarin, and Ravio were talking about the price of fish in different Villiages, and how to get the best deal by calculating travel costs and taxes in with the price itself.

"Ah, but if you head to Abermage by horse, you can get a better deal in Exmeen Market at Barris's spot." Ravio sounded quite pleased with himself. As Legend got up and put away his bedding, he realized that Ravio had just won a competition with Tarin in finding the best deals for fish.

"Good morning, Link." Marin brought breakfast and sat next to him. "I was thinking that we all could go for a picnic today. Is anyone opposed?"

Tarin spoke up. "I will be headed to Abermage City today," Ravio gave Legend a proud smile. "But I'll help you pack some food before I leave."

"I think that would be wonderful, Marin." Legend pulled his arm out from around her shoulders and cleared his dishes.

As Legend did so, he found a letter addressed to him on the floor by his feet. He picked it up. Ravio was telling Marin the story of there trip here, exaggerating some of the stupid stuff he did, in his opinion. Looking back down again, he opened the letter quietly, and saw four words written on the inside of the empty envelope.

You have my blessing.

He recalled the conversation he'd had with Ravio about asking Tarin for his blessing. He'd been unsure of his ability to summon enough courage to actually confront him. Ravio. Stupid merchant did it for him.

He ran out after Tarin with the message and told Marin he was headed out to get bread(anything but milk, realy)really.

"Tarin!" Legend engaged his pegasus boots. "Tarin I need to ask you something. Personally, this time."

"Oh?" Tarin stopped and looked at him. "By all means, what might that be?"

"I would like your blessing to marry your daughter, Marin."

"Would like?" Tarin teased. "That's a lot to give for just liking."

"Please Tarin." Legend begged, forgetting the envelope in his hands. "My life would never be complete with her. I would never feel joy again if..." Tarin cut him off.

"Call me dad." Tarin grinned and put his arms around his shoulders, walking him back towards the house. "And just so you know, I belive in short engagements. I'm also not headed to Abermage."

"What?"

"Im off to a friend's house to make plans to announce and celebrate your engagement."

"What? But I haven't proposed yet!"

"Marin has perfectly set up the scene by accident. During your picnic today, you will propose, and you will not come back until you have done so. Understood?"

"What?! I don't have a ring!"

"We'll figure that out later. Marin already said in one of her dreamy rants that she doesn't care if you've got a ring or not."

"Oh."

Legend looked at Tarin. Or tried to, anyway. "Bye!" Tarin called back as he made his may back down the trail. Marin was leaving the house, Ravio close behind her, hauling a ton of picnic stuff.

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[the-halfling-prince]

Tw pet death

I don't usually like talking about like venty stuff on here but anyway

We had to put down one of our dogs today. He was 16 years old, probably almost 17. Yeah, impressive as hell, especially for a big dog.

I've had that dog since before either of my sisters were born, and I faintly remember being three, and driving with my dad all the way to another state to get him, because his owners were going to put down this poor 8 month dog down unless they found someone else to take him. We were going to take him and find another home for him, my mum had just lost her dog to cancer and didn't feel ready to get another one. Yeah, that clearly didn't work out.

when he was two, he had cancer on his throat. After getting him the surgery to remove it, the vet said that the cancer might show back up and even if not, he might have only a few years left. Bro said 'yeah right whatever' and lived 14 more years.

When he got older, he was always in really good shape for an older dog. His depth perception was off and he couldn't catch things like he used to, and he might accidentally bite your hand when giving him a treat, but he was literally the best dog.

But within the past month or two, he's been rapidly declining. He wouldn't eat nearly anything, and he was having a hard time walking around. He was becoming nearly skin and bones. This past week he hadn't been drinking a lot of water either. Today while I was at work, my mum called me to tell me he couldn't even stand. I told her to pick me up from work early.

We sat there on the floor next to him, and he wouldn't even eat his favorite treat (off-brand goldfish crackers that are shaped like turtles from Aldi) from my hand. We both knew the right decision to make, but it was hard as hell to finally act on it. But my mum called the vet and they had us come in an hour later to put him to sleep.

I had never done that before. Our past several dogs that had passed had died in their sleep, but we couldn't keep putting it off for this guy. He wasn't going to last much longer. It probably would've been within the next week, and it wouldn't have been comfortable, I really believe that.

My sister stayed home, my other sister came with us and then waited in the car, so it was just my mum and I in the room with him.

And I don't know... I just feel really icky about the entire thing. I think it's just because I really don't remember a time when we didn't have this dog, I don't have many memories from before I was 4. And my sisters never knew a time without him, since again we've had him since my mum was pregnant with my middle sister.

I don't do well with death at all. I mean, I doubt I'm special in that regard, I just really don't do well with it.

I want there to be a point to this post. I want to end this entire thing with some profound conclusion about beauty and love and shit but I really just wanted to talk. That feels weird lol. Like I don't think I ever make posts like this without ending it with a line that.makes me think "wow I'm such a poet" I don't want to be poetic I just want to get it all out. Maybe that's the point, yeah? Just getting it all out.

We only have one dog in our house. That is the least amount we've had like ever, at least in my memory. Honestly it felt weird just having two. Because up until last December, we had four. Then we were down to two in May. And now one. And she's not even a family dog, she's mine, and I'm taking her when I move out in a few years. My sister had been begging for a new dog ever since the last one passed, and my mum has been saying no, and I kinda want to know what her answer would be now.

[the-fiction-witch]

Dad

Media Love Actually

Character Sam

Couple Sam X Reader

Rating Sweet AF

Concept New Daddy

"You sure you two will be okay?" I asked getting my handbag and fixing my skirt for work, I hated doing this but I didn't have much of a choice my landlord was fumigating the whole building so we had to be out for two weeks, and my usual daycare was closed today due to them having a massive pipe leak, I really didn't want to do this I felt awful but what choice did I really have? 

"We'll be fine won't we munchkin" Sam smiled as little Ivy ran over to him still in her PJ of course and he happily picked her up sitting her on his hip

"You sure it's not too much trouble-"

"Not your fault is it, you're already staying here and I don't have anything to do anyway. It's fine we'll have fun won't we little munchkin?" 

"Yeah!" she giggled 

"We'll be fine, don't worry about us"

"Okay well I'm just a phone call away"

"I know, but I'm sure I can handle it," he says "Go say bye-bye to your mummy," He tells her setting her down 

"Bye bye mummy" she smiled hugging my leg

"Bye-bye darling, you be good for Uncle Sam alright? I'll see you when I get home"

"I will I promise" She smiled before she ran off towards the spare room we were sleeping in 

"Any problems-"

"I know, Have a good day at work"

"Thanks, Sam" I smiled grabbing my keys and heading off to work for the day.

It had been a very long day one of those days where nothing quite goes the way you want it to I was home later than I wanted to be but such is the way some days. I headed inside seeing the place rather dark and quiet Sam got up from the sofa shutting the TV off as he came over "Hey, how was work?"

"Ughh don't" I sighed

"Sorry, dinner's in the microwave for you"

"Thanks, Sam" I smiled "How was Ivy?" I asked grabbing the plate from the microwave and taking a seat at the small table

"Aww, she's been a little angel,"

"Oh? What did you do then?"

"Well we went to the park she had a nice play on the swings for a while, then we went to the museum and learnt about dinosaur bones and whales,"

"Aww That's sweet Sam"

"If we're going to spend the day together she might as well learn something, and I may have treated her to a little present from the gift shop"

"You didn't have to do that"

"I know, but I like to treat her sometimes" 

"That's why she thinks you're fun Uncle Sam" 

"Five-pound admission and a ten-pound spend in a gift shop is a small price to pay for her to have some fun, and she gets to go back to daycare next week with lots of dinosaur facts" 

"How'd dinner go?"

"Very well she helped me cook and even did the drying up" 

"She's a good girl,"

"How was work?" 

"You know how it goes, paperwork, Luke being Luke" 

"I don't know why you don't quit that awful place"

"What else would I do Sam? I have to take care of Ivy somehow"

"...what if, you two came and stayed with me? on a more permanent basis?"

"and what would I do all day?"

"Take care of Ivy, help me with the house. look after the place when I go on tour"

"That's very sweet Sam, but I can't," I told him taking my plate to the sink

"why not?" he asks coming to stand with me

"We couldn't ask that of you"

"You're not asking it of me, I'm asking you." he says "I know you hate being away from her, and I know you hate shoving her in a daycare, I'd handle stuff money-wise you get to be home all day with her"

"I can't -"

"why not? I'd be happy to and I know I wouldn't be sending you two back to that awful flat"

"even so, where would we sleep?"

"well, Ivy can have the spare room as her bedroom and... I figured you could bunk with me"

"Oh? At the foot of your bed?"

"if that's where you're comfortable, I thought more snuggled up with me but it's up to you"

"That's sweet Sam but it's not even like we're-"

"Then we can be, if you want a label on it I'm more than happy to put one and it makes it easier for little Ivy" He explained "Unless you, don't see me like that?"

"Well... I uhhh" I stuttered 

"Don't tell me you haven't thought about it?"

"I might have" I blushed of course I had thought about it, I had thought about Sam like that for as long as I'd known him but I suppose I'd always just tossed those feelings away

"Because I have, far more than once. You two are always welcome here you know that" he says giving my hand a little kiss 

I blushed hard but I gave his lips a soft kiss he happily kissed back wrapping his arms around my waist as my hip pressed against the counter top I smiled and stroked his shirt a little till he pulled back rubbing my nose as he did 

"How about you get you're nightie and come stay in my bed tonight?" 

"That does sound nice" I smiled "Did you have anything planned for Ivy tomorrow?"

"Yeah I promised I'd take her to the seal sanctuary and the beach for ice cream, You're more than welcome to blow off work and come too. It could be a lovely day just the three of us" 

"she loves seals, that sounds lovely Sam" I smiled giving him another kiss 

He chuckled a little as he pulled away "You know, she told me a little secret today"

"Did she now, what was it?"

"Ohh a top-secret, really high levels of classification I really shouldn't even be telling you this."

"I don't already know?"

"No, she told me this is so secret even you don't know" 

"Oh? What is it then?"

"she told me that for a good while now she's secretly, wanted a little brother"

"She has?"

"Ummm she wants a little brother very badly" he explained "And I think I'm in agreement with her"

"Are you?"

"I think she needs a little brother, and if that's okay with you? I'm more than happy to... help supply her with one" He smirked grinding his hips against my own. 

"Ohh would you now?"

"I would,"

"I assume you'd want something for this help? some form or repayment"

"Well, you're already moving in with me so how about I help give Ivy a little brother and I get to fill the family role as the dad? not just fun Uncle Sam."

"You'd really want that?"

"I would, I love Ivy, I love you. If you'd be willing to have me I'm more than happy to step in where Danny bailed out" 

"Aww Sam" I smiled tearing up 

"Hey, hey no little tears" he says kissing my tears away 

"It's okay their happy tears"

"Good, now you go get your nightie and give Ivy a kiss goodnight, I'll go wait up in our bed and get ready to help with her little brother" he smiled 

"Okay" I smiled giving him a sweet kiss before I headed to the spare room where Ivy and I had been sleeping seeing she had taken up all the double bed where I was gone with her blanket and a dinosaur book from the museum open in front of her where she must have been looking at it before she fell asleep, I smiled sitting on the bed and fixing her hair, tucking her in and giving her head a little kiss which woke her a little 

"Hi little one I thought you were sleeping"

"I was a little sleeping" she giggled what she often says when she was half asleep or faking it "Mummy?"

"Yes, Ivy?"

"Could Uncle Sam be my new daddy?"

"We'll see Ivy," I told her "Now you get some sleep if you need anything you call okay and either me or Sam will come help you"

"I will, goodnight mummy"

"Goodnight sweetheart"

"Tell Uncle Sam I said goodnight too"

"I will do" I laughed grabbed my things and headed out leaving her door open a crack, I headed across the locked-up house to Sam's room seeing the bed made and the ensuite light on so I set my stuff down and kicked off my heels and changed into my nightie 

"she tucked up tight?"

"All snug as a bug" I smiled, "She says goodnight"

"she's a sweetheart," he laughs coming from the bathroom shutting the light off now down to just his boxers "Whoa..."

"What?"

"You look beautiful"

"Thank you, Sam,"

"so? You're okay in my bed tonight"

"If you are"

"Most defiantly" He smiled coming and sitting beside me but leaving a respectful space "If you just wanna get to bed that's fine I don't wanna make you do anything you don't want to"

"That's very sweet Sam" I smiled kissing his head "But if it's all the same to you" I cooed holding his hand 

"Ohh believe me y/n I don't need to be asked twice" He smirked pushing me down on his bed flat so he could hover over me 

"Ohh Sam" I blushed wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss 

[trivialbob]

Today I didn't work. So I had time for a little motorcycle trip.

First I stopped at Minnesota's Largest Candy Store, a little south of the Twin Cities area in the city of Jordan. Not only does this place boast the state's largest selection of candy, it also claims giant selections of soda pop, puzzles, and chips. Oh, and as you will notice, the largest application of yellow paint in the state.

When I first got inside my ears were pelted with "Mom! Mom! Mom! Dad! Mom! Look at this! I want... I want... I want... Mom! Mom!"

Yet another store that needs an adult swim hour.

A big selection of pies, homemade sauces, pastas, and such, the sort of things you might give as gifts, lines shelves. There is plenty of beef jerky and sticks. All sorts of decorations and non-edible things are there to look at too.

Seeing all that candy gave me a sweet tooth. I bought a bunch, then ate as much as a 9-year-old on Halloween night would consume before coming home and paying the daddy tax. At my house the daddy tax used to be red (cherry, not strawberry or watermelon) flavored pieces of assorted candy of my choosing.

Today I wanted all the sour candy, like Zotz. My tongue hurts now from all the fizzy stuff I ate. Those Sour Smog Balls were tasty. I'm glad I later gave the box to Jack (after having a few samples), otherwise I surely would have finished it all today and made myself sick.

After the candy store I went to Schmidt's Meat Market, in the small town of Nicollet (pop. 1200). The town is really small, the shop is really good.

I bought a NY strip steak for dinner tonight. That wasn't all. They have my favorite meat sticks, ones that have great flavors and the perfect ratio of moistness (little) to dryness (a bit more).

I also got a huge stick of summer sausage. The woman helping me asked if I wanted it sliced. I hemmed and hawed, trying to decide. Sliced would be convenient, but it's such a large stick I want to leave it whole to stay at peak freshness.

She smiled at my indecision and nicely offered, "You know what I can do, I'll cut in in half. I'll wrap the unsliced half in paper, and put the slices of the other half in a plastic bag."

Ingenious!!!!

From the meat shop it's a 20-25 minute drive to Jack's house. The route is mostly wide-open back roads, with no traffic and no cops. You do smell the "agriculture" though. My motorcycle stretched its legs, within reason. Its MPG average also decreased significantly too.

At Jack's house I hung out with him, Ali, and their dogs Lily and Luca. I gave Jack some of the meat sticks and also a gift box of cinnamon roll ingredients I picked up at the candy store. He also got the box of Sour Smog Balls and promptly offered me one of the cherry-flavored pieces!

Excuse me now. I need to go brush my teeth a few times.

[pbandjesse]

Happy Valentine's day! Today was a pretty good day overall. I am very much looking forward to sleep. But I had a good day and I feel pretty happy.

I actually went to work today. Which was only mildly difficult. I slept alright last night. My cough was still bad but not as constant. It could come back with force later in the day but for the majority of today I was mostly okay.

I got washed and dressed and tried my best to feel normal. James had packed me a nice little breakfast and some soup for lunch. They leave out the back door and I leave out the front so we said goodbye and headed to work.

I had a nice drive in. I was surprised that there was snow on the ground at camp. But later Heather would show me pictures of her yard and it literally looked like a blizzard it was crazy. It was cold out though and I was happy to be in the office.

I had to print my valentine for James. And I would spend some time working on stuff for workshops. Print outs and such. The day was dragging though and everything I had planned to do I was basically done by 930. Ugh.

Today wasn't all boring though. Eventually I was able to get Alexi and Heather to give me some work. Mostly by volunteering to do things that they were giving me parts of. Like they would ask me to do a part of something and I was like. What if I did more of it? And that filled a lot of time for me which made me feel better.

I did have some bored moments though. So I spent a lot of time on Etsy looking at charms. I am just window shopping. I really don't want to buy anything. But it's still fun to see what's out there in the world.

I would go for a few walks up to the art building. I needed to get my felt I had stored up there and I wanted to borrow the scissors as well. I would get really really cold walking up there and my hands hurt! I was very surprised. But when I got back to the office I warned ho with my soup and watched a video and things were fine.

The afternoon I had some stuff to work on for the CIT program. And some other scheduling stuff. This felt really productive and good. I also attempted to learn origami but I continue to be terrible at it.

Celia came in to feed the animals and it was really nice to see her. She's coming over to make arrangements on Friday. But for now she told me about a possible job she was offered and I really hope she takes it. It's with the parks service and even if it's a 10 month contract it would be so good on her resume.

Alexi brought a pelt from her dad's closet that was going to get thrown out and gave it to me to possibly use for materials. I might see if James wants it as a rug in their room first because it doesn't have much wrong with it. But it's a very cool piece of leather regardless.

I would get lots of compliments on my overalls today. Alexi's mom came in even and thought they were amazing. Made me feel really good. I love these overalls, and only wearing them this time of the year keeps them special.

For the last half hour of the day I mostly just played on my phone. But as soon as I couldn't do that anymore I said goodbye to everyone. And headed to the grocery store.

I wanted to get James a plant for Valentine's Day. I ended up getting two. It was funny seeing all the country guys, of all ages, buying roses and cards. And then me in line with them. Just felt silly. Cute.

I walked in the door moments before James did. I was excited to give them the flowers but we decided to wait for our little dinner to actually exchange things.

James would take the car and went to pick up our half baked pizza. Matthews does a half cooked pie that you finish at home. Which is such a good idea. While James was gone getting that I set up our TV tables with a table cloth and the flowers I got. James also got me flowers and a cube shaped balloon!! We also had candles. I tried to make it all really nice.

James got back and put the pizza in the oven. I also got to try the bread they made than morning and it is such an excellent loaf. Turns out it may have been our oven not being the right temperature the whole time because this was a very good loaf of bread.

I did some moving around of things in the studio while we waited for dinner. And then it was time to eat!

Our pizza was really good. And we talked about our days and then after food we exchanged cards. We had a huge laugh when James almost drew me the same card I drew them and we almost got each other a very similar thing. I had also pointed out earlier that they had very pretty earrings on, and it turns out they had bought them for themselves to get a ring for me (the sale price was based on an order minimum). And the ring they got me is beautiful. I love it so much. It has such a nice weight to it, the engraving goes all the way around the band. It's perfect. They also got me a different cherub hair clip. So now I have two of those! I got James a baby lobster that will be released from a hatchery in the UK, and a penguin (it's a bracelet where you can track a rela penguin). We also wrote each other cards and it was just really special. I love my husband so much.

James also worked really hard to make me chocolate covered pretzels. Which was so kind. And obviously a lot of work! I will have those tomorrow at work. I'm very excited about them.

I started coughing again really badly after dinner. I thought maybe taking a bath would help. James would end up sitting in the bathroom with me while I tried to take a marginally comfortable bath with kettle water. I was hacking and gagging a ton but James kept telling me how beautiful I was still. They are very kind. I am very uncomfortable.

Honestly since then my throat has felt very swollen again. But I'm trying to be gentle with it. We have been watching funny videos since then and just being together and with sweetp and it's been so nice. I feel so much love. I feel so lucky.

I hope we can sleep easy tonight. I hope you are all safe and happy. I love you all. Goodnight!

[marvelingjules]

I have today off. Worked six days, and yesterday was actually a... *does quick calculation* 11? hour day.

Today is off to compensate for that, and it still leaves me 3 extra hours to flex somewhere. 1 will definitely be Friday, so I can leave at 3, but the other 2...? Hmm. Maybe I’ll sleep in on Thursday. lol

Anyway, I’m taking care of a few adult responsibilities re: my apartment. Figured out the rent thing, gave myself a little anxiety attack over my bank account balance would be after it came out before recalling I get paid tomorrow, so while it’ll suck it won’t be so bad as I almost panicked about.

Bailey woke me up this morning to feed him, and then later came and woke me up by PATTING MY EYELID WITH HIS PAW, claws juuuuust barely extended (enough to feel, not enough to hurt) so I would come out and open the fucking patio door for him to enjoy the morning fresh air and the birds lol.

At that point, I just stayed up. Lazed around. Made coffee. Got dressed. Then did some of the adulting stuff. I have one or two more to do, but it’s not even noon, so I feel very good about today. Might go visit my dad later tonight, since I need to give my mom some lemons a coworker gave us, and he’ll be home alone today while she’s at work. I can pick up some more of my stuff from the house, too.

Might gather up my DVDs so I can put them on the bookcase I got, see how much room’s left. Or bring stuff from the bookcase at home and see what I can find places for around the apartment now, and mentally calculate just how much more shelving I’m gonna need. (Should I get more shelving first, or the litter box furniture thing? Or maybe not get that at all and just get the fancy self-cleaning covered litter box? Hmmmm....)

[where-i-keep-my-sh-t]

9/29/24

My dad came in sometime early this morning to ask if I wanted to hunt for gas and stuff again. I declined. My older brothers went with- leaving me with my mother and the younger siblings.

I realized my mistake a little too late. With everyone being younger than me and it being my mom’s birthday… well shit. I could only hope they’d come back soon- I wasn’t looking forward to the truckload of responsibility that was about to befall me. 

Fortunately, I was able to avoid most of it. (7:31pm)

I only had to walk around with them once or twice- a downed magnolia and childish wonder makes quite an interesting mix! My younger brother had seen me pick up one of the magnolia ‘heads’ (what I call the seed pods) and we went back to collect more. My mother was happy to see them- and we went back for more, and more. We collected about maybe 3 or 4 pounds worth- and she showed us a video about how to properly treat the bright red beautiful seeds. 

That was nice, and then my dad came home. 

With the family back together, I took everyone on a walk around the neighborhood. It was fun- I actually ran into a peer who stayed in my neighborhood. He took me to his house and invited me inside- but I was watching my siblings and politely declined. 

The evening was fine until I returned home. As I said- I’m treated like a child at my parents’ house. I tried to relax and was threatened with physical harm. So I begrudgingly spent the rest of the day outside. It was kind of stupid- the younger kids played ball and I kept getting called out for “being on my ass”. 

I didn’t want to play ball. I’m too tired to pour all my rage into these paragraphs now- but it was frustrating at the time. We spent hours just doing pretty much nothing until finally my father allowed me to take another walk- we went by my peer’s house but he was inside.

When I came back- older brother in tow- I ate a handful of grapes and hopped in the car to go hunt for ice again. All in all, today hasn’t been all too eventful either.

The ice hunt was… unsuccessful. 

We came back home and I drew a little bit- touched up on a nice piece before I became restless. My mother made ramen for my younger brothers and hot dogs for myself and my older siblings. We don’t have a bedtime, but it gets too dark to want to do anything around 11 o clock. That and most of us need to be up in the morning to hunt for things like gas and ice, so staying up generally isn’t a good idea.

With my device powered off, I was fixing to go to sleep. But then my dad arrived- we were going out again a couple hours later to see if the ice joint had restocked. I volunteered to go with. Deviceless, I succumbed to a late night chat with my father, even if I was getting delirious.

One thing I’ll always admire about him is his patience- his kindness is like a flowing river; endless, ever pouring. He’s got a good head on his shoulders, even in his age, and I’m glad he’d passed one on to me, too. I haven’t been easy to raise, for goodness’ sake, but that man continues to amaze me with his resilience.

All the ice joints were either out of service or out of ice. Shitty, I guess. We went to a gas station and he bought me junk again- I’ve been on a bit of a drinking craze lately, likely due to my dehydration. Dr. Pepper cream soda might not’ve been the best choice, but it was the choice I made, along with some zebra cakes. 

I’d never had zebra cakes before- and to be honest I wasn’t missing out on anything catastrophic. As a sweet-tooth type of guy, I’d come to realize it was all sugar: just with different colors and shapes and sizes. They were still good, of course. But I decided I wasn’t going to eat anything else that night.

We finally stumbled across a gas station with ice around one o’clock. With a bag and some cups full, we went ahead on home. 

We had a lot of interesting conversation- I talked about my peers, my friends, some classmates I didn’t quite enjoy. He was very wise, of course. I need to appreciate what he says to me more, but I don’t know. It’s hard sometimes. I get angry and don’t want to listen. He gets angry and doesn’t give me a chance to speak. 

When we got back home it was around 2 am. I was going to sleep- but when it didn’t come easily I decided to note down the rest of my day.

Hopefully I don’t have to wake up too early to get stuff. 

[percontaion-points]

Delicious Monsters chapters 41 & 42

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Chapter 41

I couldn’t see what Dad was seeing, but I heard his screams. Heard him calling out for Mom. Watched tears run down his face. Stood beside him as his fists pounded on the door until his knuckles split and blood spilled between his fingers. 

She’d sacrificed him, too. Why would she even do that? Strangers were one thing, but she was supposed to be in love with Dad.

Was she in love with him? Or was Jordan simply a means to an end for Grace?

Ivy said only special people got to remember. But that wasn’t it. Only people the house wanted to got to remember. Mom needed the mansion, but it needed her, too. It needed her to bring it victims. To have a baby like me who could protect it from corporeals. And what it didn’t need was a boy who could have loved her and maybe given her a reason to give up on revenge and leave this house behind forever. It made him remember, and so he was afraid. He was afraid of Mom… and of me.

I’m trying to understand why the house couldn’t simply get rid of Jordan. Like exactly what did the house think was going to happen? That Grace and Jordan would take their baby and go skipping off into the sunset, never to return? She was fucking sixteen years old! 

Peter still owned and lived in the house! It took another 17 years for Peter to die, and for Grace to return. 

Considering that the house didn’t want Grace to leave, it sure did nothing to try and ensure that Peter died quicker.

That was why Mom wanted this house. That was why she needed my help. Everything leading up to this revenge plot where she put people’s lives on the line so she could torture her abuser. It was like when she brought me to that warehouse to force Johnny to pass on. She thought this would fix everything. But when I had done it, it had only made me more afraid. 

This lady deadass had a baby to get revenge on the man who’d raped her for years. She groomed and abused her own child for 17 years simply so that she could get revenge against Peter. 

And then I did something I wasn’t supposed to do. Something that even a worm in my head couldn’t stop, because this time, I wanted it to happen. I emptied my mind and let Ivy in.

Chapter 41 summary: Picking up where we left off at the end of the previous chapter, Peter pounds on the door to be let out. But a second later, the door opens and Peter comes out like nothing was wrong. He says something about Katie (with the implication that Grace wasn’t the only one he’d been molesting), but also acting like he didn’t care about molesting Grace that day. 

The house/Ivy then shows Daisy about how Grace keeps bringing random people into the house. Daisy is sick thinking about the entire thing. Grace had told her that the house hadn’t fed on the living when she was a girl, but that was obviously yet another lie. 

Then, Daisy is forced to watch with horror the time that she’s conceived. Daisy begs to skip over the actual sex part, but we see the aftermath of what happened with her dad. As she watches him run out, Daisy wonders if the house took the part of Jordan that would have allowed him to be a good father to her. 

The memories end, and Grace shows up. Daisy again confronts her mum for how fucked up that the entire situation is. However, Grace doesn’t give a shit. She’s never given a shit about anything except getting revenge on the man who’d molested her. To the point where “revenge” has apparently been her sole personality trait. It’s the reason why she keeps forcing Daisy to do stuff with the dead. 

Grace also refuses to admit that Ivy isn’t the actual problem. Says that the dead don’t fill the house like the living do. However, Daisy finally sees her mother for the unredeemable psycho that she actually is. 

Ivy has been standing there the entire time, obviously invisible to Grace. When Daisy says something about Peter, Ivy finally makes the connection between the girl in the memories and the woman standing before her now. Daisy decides that she’s done trying to protect her mother, to take care of her. So she intentionally lets Ivy into her body. (Except we know that Ivy doesn’t kill her, since she’s alive in Brittany’s POV.)

Chapter 42

The only time she did talk was to ask [King] to drive her farther. Much farther than she had ever gone. They got as far as the Best Buy, not even out of town, before she was screaming to turn back. There were flashes. Like when I’d tried to make Ivy pass on. I could feel her weakening under my skin. Like doing papiermâché on a balloon and popping it once the piece was dry. My body stayed firm like the sheets of glue and paper, but within, Ivy was shriveling in on herself. It became clear that no matter how powerful she was, and even if she could get farther away than ever before in a living vessel, she couldn’t go far enough.

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“Why do you care?” she snarled. 

“She’s my friend.”

Yet, he seems to know exactly what it would take in order to drive Ivy out from Daisy’s body. Why hasn’t he driven her to the edge of town? Even further? Expelled her by force, and then made Daisy send her to the other side? 

King says that he wants to stay out of shit. But if you ask me, he’s honestly kind of up there as far as shit behaviour goes simply because he sat back and did nothing. Even when he could have done literally anything. 

I hate cooking. I’m bad at it. It’s embarrassing. My mom never made lunches for me either. Not because she didn’t have the time, but because she didn’t want to. I forgot how much that hurt. To feel like she didn’t care. I’ve always cared. I’m sorry, and I love you, and I miss you. Please come back. 

So rather than to be the mother that she never had, Grace instead decided to continue the cycle of abuse.

Oh, who am I kidding. She’s already admitted that she’s spent the past 17 years grooming Daisy so that her daughter can please the house so that it’ll continue to torture Peter. 

I ran forward into them. I pressed my face into my mom’s chest and squeezed her, and she squeezed me back. And I left Ivy behind.

Chapter 42 summary: This time, since Daisy knew what was happening and had let it happen, she was 100% aware of what Ivy was doing. Grace withdrew into herself even more. However, despite the bad press of the youtuber attack, people were still drawn to the house. It was still feeding… And getting stronger. 

Daisy also realised that her mother had been hiding exactly how much money that she’d had. Made it seem like they were one missed payday away from being out on the streets. Instead, they had… a lot of money. It doesn’t exactly specify, however. 

Ivy goes to school, studies, comes home to study. She doesn’t sleep or eat, which Daisy only realises when King points it out. However, it’s obvious that Ivy is still unhappy, if only because nobody wants to be her friend. Not after THE INCIDENT. 

Eventually, Grace makes dinner (which is something she never does), and kind of expresses concern over how much the house has been eating. Finally, she’s starting to understand that Ivy isn’t the problem. And that the house is eating more than Grace has been intentionally feeding it. Grace is starting to get a little bit scared of the house. 

She starts to leave notes for Daisy in lunches that she packed. In them, she confesses a lot of the trauma that she’s carried all these years. Not simply Peter’s abuse, but also the abuse Grace suffered at the hands of her own mother. As I said, the cycle of abuse continued with Grace’s relationship with Daisy. 

Finally, Grace comes to Ivy/Daisy, and says all of this stuff about how neither Peter nor the house matter so much as saving her daughter. As they embrace, this is enough to give Daisy the strength to finally push Ivy out. 

[alt-pocalypse]

Day 2

Writing this from the back of Nyxx’s SUV. I don't usually get car sick so I’ll probably be fine? Today we all met up at our agreed meeting place outside the home depot. It was a few hours to walk but I was generally pretty safe but if any of the smarter ones did notice that I was human I just thwacked ‘em with ol’ Nancy! It feels really bad killing things that used to be human like this but It’s what I have to do. Nyxx says that it’s best to remember that they’re probably in a lot of pain anyway so really we’re just putting them out of their misery. Thinking about that helps a little. In the morning, after having some breakfast and brushing my teeth, I dumped out my school bag and started packing in the things I thought we might need at our new base. My pack list is as follows:

Wifi router

Phone charger

Laptop charger

Laptop

Radio with bluetooth and CD player

Changes of clothes

Snacks

Hair spray

Eye liner

As much monster as I could cram in there

I know it sounds stupid to bring so many things that need to be plugged in but Nyxx brought the solar battery she and her family use while camping alongside a big solar panel so it's gonna be ok. I also picked up ol’ nelly from her special case in my cosplay closet. She's a real nail bat from a cosplay I never finished and there’s no zombie apocalypse weapon better than a nail bat!

Like I said, Nyxx brought a solar battery and panel but she also brought her dad’s M16 (which I don’t even know if he was legally allowed to own) which will be great for big hoards. Nyxx also brought some tents and air mattresses. Raven brought a mini fridge which was kind of a surprise to all of us, it looked really heavy and we were all impressed that they had carried it all the way to the home depot over 2 miles. They looked exhausted. They also had a map of the town, a pair of scissors to handle our hair, and their sketchbook with some art supplies.

Wood and N came last and we were all kinda worried they wouldn’t show. Neither was carrying much, Wood brought some squishmallows, some books, headphones and a hand ax. N’s bag was mostly full of monster cans with a few walkie talkies. At their side they were holding a HUGE machete. We don’t need to bother too much about first aid supplies or anything like that because Nyxx always keeps a go bag in their trunk.

Once we were all together, we all went into the home depot to conduct our very first zombie apocalypse raid. I was nervous but also excited. There was a lot more still left than expected. Once again, the zombies didn’t come for us so overall it was mostly just a chill time. We got a few base building essentials and stuff to wash our clothes but the main highlight was when Raven picked out their weapon: a power drill with an 8 inch long bit! We made some of the typical jokes but honestly it was super cool.

Tonight we’re planning on staying in Nyxx’s basement. They live in the middle of nowhere so it's a good place to hide out when we look for a more permanent spot closer to resource spots and places where we can have fun if we get antsy. Speaking of Nyxx’s place we’re pulling into the driveway right now so I gotta go, bye! Will probably post a little later once I get connected to wifi.