#sledding hill

[believing-is-seeing]

The view from Sledding Hill

Bountiful, Utah, USA

February 2023

[the-converse-high-top]

We will start the sliding down the stairs classes soon.

But let me ask you this:

Did you ever roll down a hill to get dizzy, only to sprint back up and do it all over again?

!!!!!!!! yay!!

🤔🤔yes i do have memories of doing that :3 there was this epic hill at my sleepaway camp as a child that we would roll down (and sometimes slide down on cardboard boxes) 🥰🥰

[ribbittrobbit]

lou, ally and murph celebrating the final roll made me think "damn i wanna be one of the lads"

[trainingdummyrabbit]

ok wait hangon allowing myself to be slightly pretentious here, nothing quite makes me mildly miffed like "[thing] but its only the best part" edits like have you no appreciation for Context??? for Setup??? do you cook a meal just to taste the salt??? watch a movie just for the climax??? play a chord for a single C sharp??? what is a chorus without its backing, a hill without its rise, a story without its setting?

i keep wanting to go "do you listen to a song only for its chorus?" but thats kind of. exactly what this is about, actually.

[beansnpeets]

I might get to drive sled next weekend or the weekend after 👀

[the-legend-of-spyro]

Thank you @xannador for this joyful commission!

[honeysucklethornsandalligtrhorns]

hi!! saw the post you reblogged ab current temperature and that you live in southern california... what's your opinion on snow? have you been to a snowy region before? i need to know snow is so important to me (i mean tbh it's kinda rare when it snows here too)

omg thanks for asking!! i actually got the chance to see snow for the first time this year in february😁 I think it’s amazing!! i would absolutely die to live somewhere where it snows during the winter. down here we don’t even have any leaves changing colors for the fall or anything (probably because palm trees don’t do that..)

when me and my siblings were kids we actually came up with a parody of ‘deck the halls’ but it was about the fact that it doesn’t snow in our city🥲

[shallowseeker]

hey Shal! So nice to hear from you! I'm happy to read that my words were received kindly, I was afraid I was a bit "too much" as I always am eheh :) I can maybe understand what you mean with having trouble with word finding and I can totally see you put a lot of care and thought into your work. But, honest to god, I don't read the "labor", the hard work behind things being thought out one way and coming together differently on the page. What I read is that you have a very distinctive style and it's a super smooth one at that (is writing for cinema or screenwriting in general a thing for you? I'll say it again you got the eye). And the dialogues are soooo, like, real! I said that I can maybe understand what you mean because I personally feel like my brain goes way way waaay too fast. Sometimes it's hard cause I don't feel like I can express myself like I want to and then people actually don't understand me so I get upset at myself and end up being unable to express myself even more and the cycle begins again... At university things were the same, my papers were always too "convoluted", my ideas were "too much", I lacked structure etc. It was very painful and made me feel like writing was not for me like at all. Which is bullshit, writing is for everyone. Now I don't know why I'm saying all this stuff, see? My brain is a mess, but I guess what I want to say is that whatever it is that you're doing with your writing process, you're clearly doing it great! It's a gift to be able to open up one's own imagination and show it to other people. It might not be easy(when things are, really), but it is a talent for sure and you got it!

take care <3

I personally feel like my brain goes way way waaay too fast. Sometimes it's hard cause I don't feel like I can express myself like I want to and then people actually don't understand me so I get upset at myself and end up being unable to express myself even more and the cycle begins again... At university things were the same, my papers were always too "convoluted", my ideas were "too much", I lacked structure etc.

That's exactly how it feels! Too fast at the wrong times, too slow at the wrong times. Other times, just static.

Word-finding is the worst, and then ppl wind up nitpicking when you choose the wrong ones and it can be soul-crushing like, "Oh no wait. That's not what I meant," matched with the mean-spirited, "But it's what you said and no takebacksies!"

Ah...anyway.

If you like to write, maybe we can join up on a writing sesh sometime in the future! The only cure I've found so far for all the cognitive dysfunction is making a habit of it...and having good company.

[rotzaprachim]

one thing i’ve thought for a long time is that while i liked the idea of mal and alina running the orphanage it wasn’t something i really bought for either of their characters as an immediate sort of thing, alina especially. (mal being sturmhond now IS in fact about my favorite thing ever.) 

 but the character who i absolutely DO think would find his calling being Dad to a bunch of war orphans and abandoned children? Matthias Helvar. it’s one of the most interesting possible Matthias Lived fallouts to me. like, he absolutely needs a Lot of time to deprogram first and negotiate his own relationship with the world and his religion and relationship with violence, but matthias being a bunch of lil grisha kiddos lame awkward dad hits the sweet spot of being 

a) hilarious 

b) something wildly needed canonically in-universe - whose gonna take care of the grisha kids born into fjerdan culture or their war orphans without the existing requirement that all grisha kids assimilate entirely into ravkan culture and religion and join their army 

c) matthias’s nurturing side is one of the most interesting aspects of his character 

d) something that really engages with his story in terms of the fact that! he was shot by someone younger than him. his story is about failing to break the cycles of white male goyische military-nationalist violence, so a good HEA for him is one where he doesn’t just get to live but gets to address those root causes in the first place! and given that jarl brum was HIS terrible foster father and the root of a lot his problems and expressions of violence, walking back to that place and doing better, breaking the cycle, is so important 

[robotic-maid]

Merry (late) christmas I was busy all weekend but here’s a belated picture I drew!

[rainbow-femme]

The fact that Tom wins succession is so funny cause he objectively is not good for the job

Gonna be one week in sitting on the floor under his desk calling his wife to come in and speak to the shareholders for him because Stewey is being mean again

Shiv in the board room in a power suit with a baby strapped to her chest giving a “he said no pickles” to the shareholders while Tom is pressing his face to the glass and one hand texting Greg to find a high schooler he can buy adderall from

[emeraldaquariumxo]

It’s Sleddin’ Hill season 🤘❄️

[softquietsteadylove]

So, it's Christmas time and i thought about something cute that would match the little interaction between Thena and Jack. Jack would have loved Gil and his food. So maybe Gilgamesh is helping Jack to bake some cookies and other sweet things for a Christmas charity event at Jacks school. The earned money will go to poor families and their children, who cannot afford buying Christmas presents. So Gil and Thena, obviously, and Ben and Phastos are there, at this charity event, watching (and maybe helping) Jack selling the self-made stuff to nice people.

I hope you feel better and less stressed. No one needs Christmas filled with stress and discomfort. It should be a time of joy and making other people and yourself happy.

Once again i want to thank you for your work, for your stories and your kind words. You're a special person, bringing so much light to the people in this fandom. Thank you. 🖤✨🎄

"Will you two stop feeding each other cookies!"

Thena and Gil both barely looked at Phastos, caught up in sharing cookies one bite at a time until they would inevitably end up kissing. Thena licked her lips, "it's only one cookie each time."

"Thena, I swear to-" Phastos huffed but cut himself off. He knew damn well that not only was it futile to argue with his sister, especially over something like this, but also that they were here for more important things.

"Hey, I made them," Gil complained loudly before kissing Thena even louder again. "I get to use them to lure my wife into kissing me as much as I want."

"Jack made them," Phastos corrected his incorrigible siblings freely, "you two canoodled the whole time."

"Actually, Dad, Uncle Gil made them," Jack corrected, completely oblivious to how he was betraying his father. "I helped measure some of the stuff, but Aunt Thena and I mostly decorated them."

Yes, Thena had been giving only white icing and very specific instructions. If given red frosting at all, she tended to start illustrating various injuries on the gingerbread men.

Ben turned away from yet another sale, putting away the profit in the name of charity. "Leave them be, Habibi."

"They're eating the product," Phastos reminded his husband with a hand on his shoulder, "it's not good business practice."

"Thank you," Jack smiled as he sold another cookie to another bake sale goer. He looked back at his family, "it's okay, Dad. Uncle Gil said he that he would make extra just for this."

Of course he did. Phastos rolled his eyes before glaring at his brother, "you are the worst, y'know that?"

"Hm, I can't hear you," Gil laughed. He was far too immersed as Thena raised another shortbread to his lips, letting him take the first bite. She leaned in for the second, and once again, by the third, he was kissing the buttery crumbs off her lips for her.

Phastos shook his head, instead looking down at his son, "how are things lookin', buddy?"

"I think we're almost there," Jack smiled, looking into the box provided by the school to keep their earnings in. They would all be compiled together into a water cooler jug and then donated to the appropriate local resources to help those who couldn't buy gifts for this season.

"We're very proud of you, Jack," Ben smiled at their son, running a hand over the boy's hair. "It was a great idea to volunteer for the charity bake sale."

"Well, I knew Uncle Gil would help with the baking," Jack admitted sheepishly.

"Hey, I would have helped you," Phastos frowned.

"Yeah, but Uncle Gil's cookies are the best."

Phastos sighed, patting his poor, weathered heart, "gets me every time."

"He's right," Thena stated proudly, much to her brother's further frustration. She leaned over her nephew's shoulder, admiring his riches. "Is this sufficient?"

"I think so, and we're almost sold out!" Jack grinned at their increasingly sparse inventory. "I knew they'd be popular."

"Everything Uncle Gil makes is popular," she smiled at Jack, patting his shoulder in a rare instance of physical affection.

"It's a wonder we got any sales with you two back here makin' out the whole time," Phastos turned on them again, batting Gil with his scarf in substitute of snapping a towel at him.

"Jack wanted us to come!" Gil laughed, swatting away the scarf easily. "And I told him expressly there would be kissing."

"They're always kissing," Jack shrugged as he sorted the money in their box properly. "I'm used to it by now."

Thena made her way back to her husband's side, grabbing the end of Phastos' scarf and taking it for herself. "Now that this is done, is it technically your winter break?"

"Yep!" Jack turned to his Aunt with a grin, having told her excitedly that once he was officially on Christmas break from school that he wanted to do all kinds of things with her and Uncle Gil. "Can we still build a giant hill to go sledding on?"

"Anything you want," Thena responded instantly her sweet nephew.

"Yes!"

"Excuse me," Phastos frowned, still reaching for his scarf and still being denied. "What giant hill is this?"

"Dad, it's fine," Jack pouted, already whining about his father's habit of overprotectiveness.

"Yeah, I'll be there," Gil shrugged, letting Thena wind Phastos' scarf around his neck instead. "And she won't let anything happen to him."

Phastos knew that, of course, but he still had very strict rules about Jack's feet leaving the ground and for how long.

"Let them go sledding, my love," Ben attempted to placate his husband, pulling him over for a kiss of their own. "We have last minute shopping to do."

"You're right, you're right," the Genius Eternal sighed against his husband's shoulder. They had a few last things to pick out for Jack, a few items Ben insisted he wanted to get for Gil and Thena (despite Phastos' insistence that they neither needed nor deserved them).

And Jack specifically had requested to get something for Aunt Thena all by himself. Which they would let him do, but they were going to go today to scope out exactly what to steer him towards given the time and budget they had.

"Fine, just behave like adults," Phastos snapped his finger and pointed at the couple once again canoodling. Thena glared at him, in the middle of using his scarf to pull Gil towards her again. It was Gil's scarf, now. "Human adults, please."

"Yes, sir," Gil gave him a mocking salute, which only increased Phastos' dread. They brought Jack over to the teachers supervising the event, just until he was finally free to join them again.

"Hm?" Thena tilted her head at Gil as he rubbed her back idly.

"It's cute," he shrugged, watching their brother and his family from afar, "all their little traditions."

"Isn't it?" she sighed, leaning against his shoulder as if they were curled up in front of a fire, and not sitting in uncomfortable, state-funded plastic chairs. "Jack seems happy."

Gil rubbed her arm. Her utter adoration of their nephew continued to make his heart throb in his chest. "Do you want any presents?"

"Presents?"

"Yeah," Gil grinned as she looked at him with those big green eyes. "All this talk of them has me thinking about it, I guess."

But Thena happily snuggled right up to him, even loosening the scarf around his neck enough for her to poke her head in with his. He eagerly pulled her right into his lap in return. "You're the only gift I need."

"Aw," he cooed, making her laugh in his arms, "being around humans makes you so sappy."

"You don't think it's being married to you for hundreds of years?"

"It can be both."

[scattered-winter]

absolutely fucked up how pieces of our childhoods are lost and thrown out but the memories remain

[pastlight]

saw snow for the first time ever today

no further comment needed

[todayisafridaynight]

Ok wild thought but i just listened to the song Fooled Around And Fell in Love (by Elvin Bishop) and it’s giving me Mine “I didn't care how much they cried, no sir. Their tears left me cold as a stone. But then I fooled around and fell in love”

So he cast aside many women cause his interests never lasted and then he fell in love huh 🤔MHHHHM 🤔 i’ve connected the dots (i haven’t connected shit)

- yakozy from main

no you're absolutely cooking here you're onto something brother im nodding along and taking notes