#super snuggly kiddo

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Surgery: Baby and the Bees

Yang: (pacing back and forth)

Blake: Babe, you're wearing a hole into the floor.

Yang: I'm just nervous.

Blake: It's a routine tonsillectomy. Cubby will be fine. I hear kids are even snuggly after they come out of anasthesia.

Yang: As horrible as this sounds, I would love some Cubby cuddles.

-The sound of hoarse crying echoes through the hall and three nurses come into the recovery room with Cubby sobbing on her gurney bed-

Head Nurse: She did absolutely amazing. She's just a little confused after waking up, but everything went fine.

Yang: (immediately leaps into the bed and cuddles Cubby)

Cubby: D-Dagon (sniffles and snuggles in)

Blake: Can we get Cubby something for pain?

Head Nurse: We already got a nurse working on it.

Blake: Thank you (jumps into the small bed and cuddles Cub)

Cubby: Mama... (sniffs and snuggles her parents)

[woso-dreamzzz]

Babysitting

Zećira Mušović x Hardersson!Reader

Johanna Rytting Kaneryd x Hardersson!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: Your mothers go out and your babysitters get stressed

Wrapped up in Morsa's blanket and Momma's old jumper, you look especially cute and snuggly.

If Zećira and Johanna ignore your red-rimmed eyes and the anxious little pitter-patter of your feet as you sit with your knees up to your chest, you would almost look peaceful.

Magda and Pernille have gone out for the night, some awards show that was just the same as all the others. But, with both of them up for an award, they couldn't use you as an excuse to get out of it.

So, that left you with your temporary babysitters.

There was a list of instructions pinned to the fridge but neither were quite sure how to look after you in the comfort of your own home.

You'd gotten whiny when your mothers left, bursting into tears and crying for a long while before you calmed yourself by wrapping Morsa's blanket around you like a cape and forcing Momma's old jumper over your head.

You're sitting on the floor now, back pressed up against the sofa with a clear view of the front door just in case it opens. You've got lego bricks surrounding you and Zećira sits opposite, helping you choose which pieces to click into place.

You're a little antsy and anxious but Johanna and Zećira keep walking on eggshells around you. Johanna in particular, walks laps around the kitchen, trying to work out what was suitable to feed a little kid.

You finish your first little flower and get up off the floor. Zećira makes an aborted movement to grab you for reasons unknown and you give her a weird look.

She looks back at you.

You blink.

She blinks.

You go to Johanna in the kitchen and tug on her trousers. "Juice, please," You say.

She looks down at you in shock, for some reason. Like she wasn't in the house where you lived.

Both she and Zećira are being weird today.

"Juice, please," You say again.

"Right! Right, yeah." She nods several times before swinging open the fridge. She grabs the carton of orange juice and goes to pour some into a glass.

You make a face.

"What?" She asks.

"That's not my juice," You say," That's Momma and Morsa's juice."

Technically, it's the family juice but you don't drink it, so you don't want to really claim it as the family juice.

"Oh! Silly me!"

She grabs the apple juice and you sigh.

"That's not my juice either," You say," I don't drink apple." That's a complete lie. You do drink apple juice but you don't really want any right now. "I drink the summer fruits."

Her throat bobs as she pours your drink. You reach for the glass but she keeps holding onto it.

"My drink," You whine.

"I'll hold it," She says nervously," Just in case you drop it. Broken glass can be dangerous, you know."

You give her a strange look. You know that. Of course, you know that. But you also know how to carry glass. You're always super safe and careful and drink from Momma and Morsa's glasses all the time.

You let her hold it though because she's got that look on her face that Momma has when you wander off. If letting Johanna hold your drink helps her to not cry then you'll let her hold it.

You sip at your drink before you return to Zećira.

"Hey, kiddo," She says as you pull Morsa's blanket tighter around your shoulders and sniff at the collar of Momma's jumper. "What do you think about dinner?"

It's a weird question but Zećira's weird sometimes so you answer.

"Dinner's cool. I prefer lunch though."

"No...No, I mean...What do you want for dinner?"

You hum for a moment, clicking a green brick on top of a brown brick. "Want Morsa's dinner." You glance at the door. "When Morsa and Momma comin' back?"

"Later," Zećira says, though she doesn't have a heart to tell you that 'later' really means 'after you're in bed'. "What do you want to eat?"

You think as you grab another brown brick. "Goldfish crackers," You answer," They're my favourite."

Zećira looks ready to start screaming or maybe crying.

"For dinner," Johanna says as she approaches," What do you want to eat for dinner?"

The word 'dinner' makes rapid connections in your head again before you give both of your babysitters a dopey smile. "Morsa makes dinner. She's the cooking boss! If Momma's good, sometimes, she gets to make the brocoli!"

"Well, they're not here right now," Zećira says," So what do you want to eat instead?"

At the reminder, you promptly burst into tears.

"Good going, idiot!" Johanna shrieks, flapping her arms about in horror as you sob and kick your little legs against the floor. "Look at her!"

"What do we do?"

You cry and shriek and pull Morsa's blanket over your head to hide. You feel better in your self-made tent, hidden away from Zećira and Johanna. It's better in here and you breathe in and out deeply like Momma does sometimes when she wants to calm down.

It takes a while but eventually you peak your head out, like a little tortoise.

"Hey," Johanna says softly," Sorry Zećira made you upset. Um...I heard that you like McDonald's? How about we just order in? We don't have to cook."

Your Momma and Morsa never let you have McDonald's. Never ever. You should really tell Johanna this.

"McDonald's! Yay!"

●～●～●～●～

There's no more accidents or crying for the rest of the night. You're content wrapped up tightly in your Morsa's blanket, wearing your Momma's jumper, sitting on the floor with your lego bricks and your McDonald's.

You munch on your fries, your fingers all greasy. Zećira is still sitting opposite you and Johanna is on the sofa, her legs bracketing your body.

You know that you're tired because your legos are no longer interesting and the room is feeling a little too-warm to be awake in. You yawn wide, rubbing at your eyes before blinking to get the sleep out of them.

"Are you tired?" Zećira asks and you shake your head.

You glance at the door. You know what adults are like. If you tell Zećira you're tired then she and Johanna will make you go to bed and you don't want to go to bed without seeing Momma and Morsa.

"I think you are."

You give her your best-Morsa glare. "No! I'm not!"

Johanna laughs. "Alright," She says," You're not tired but I'm going to need a cuddle buddy as we watch a movie. Do you think you're up for that?"

You think about it as Zećira clears away the food and puts your legos back in their special container. The lights in the room are pretty dim and it's still too-warm to be awake. Momma sometimes makes the room like this when she wants you to sleep but you don't really think Zećira and Johanna are smart enough to do that.

So, you nod and clamber up into Johanna's lap.

It starts off easy enough, just sitting on her. But then, she's turning you slightly in her arms, cradling you like Morsa does sometimes. You wiggle a little bit, trying to get comfortable because Johanna's grip isn't quite as sure as Morsa's.

Zećira returns from a phone call she took a few minutes ago. She flicks the light fully off until the only way you can see them is the flickering of the tv screen.

Your eyes droop a little bit as the movie plays. It's animated and in Swedish instead of English so usually you'd happily watch it but you let your eyes slide shut.

As long as you focus on listening, then you're sure that you'd be awake for when Momma and Morsa get home.

●～●～●～●～

Pernille opens the door slowly, trying not to make much noise.

Magda's holding her head, smiling wide as they step into the house.

The lights are off but Pernille isn't worried. She already kind of knew that she would find Johanna and Zećira asleep on the sofa. It was fine so long as they woke up if you had a nightmare or got out of bed. It wasn't like Pernille and Magda were up at all hours watching you as you slept.

Magda flicks the light off. "Alright you two-" Her voice is loud and she stops talking immediately when she spies what's going on.

Zećira has her neck leaned back uncomfortably on the back of the sofa, snoring softly with her mouth open. Johanna is asleep too though in a much more comfortable looking position.

You're cradled on her chest, wrapped up snugly in Magda's blanket with Pernille's jumper just peeking out from underneath.

"They were meant to put her to bed," Pernille says with a hint of amusement in her tone.

"We both knew they were never actually going to get her to bed," Magda replies," That's our job."

Pernille smiles and lifts you out of Johanna's arms without waking her. It wakes you though and your sleepy eyes crack open. You smile dopily at her.

"Hi, Momma," You slur," Hi, Morsa."

"Hi, princesse," Momma says, shifting you in her arms so you can rest your head on her shoulder.

"You look so snuggly," Morsa says, stroking your hair," Did you have a good time with Zećira and Johanna?"

You hum in affirmation. "We did lego," You say as Momma walks you up into your room," And we ate dinner and..." You yawn. "We watched a film."

"Oh, yeah?"

Momma tucks you into bed and presses a kiss to your nose.

"Was fun," You say, still heavy with sleep and both of your mothers know that you won't even remember this interaction in the morning.

"I'm glad," Morsa says. She gives you a kiss on the nose like Momma does.

"Night-night, Momma and Morsa," You say, grabbing at your duvet and turning on your side.

"Good night, princesse."

[itsscromp]

Hello! Since you asked for a Rocket Raccoon request im here to deliver!

I'm wondering but since it's getting chilly and the winter season is starting I'd love to see how Rocket would interact with the chilly weather? That and perhaps if he'd be a fan of hot chocolate and snuggly warm fires?

Much thanks!(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

Winter time

Awww, this is super cute. I would love to think rocket loves the winter time. Word count:693

Christmas rolled around again on terra and your dad had invited you and the guardians to spend christmas with him. You were super excited to see you dad again after many months. Rocket couldn't help but chuckle seeing your enthusiasm.

"Bit excited are we pal ??" He folded his arms and smirked.

"Yeah, God it's been forever since i last saw him, and it's christmas too so it'll make it even more exciting. You guys get to celebrate it, run around in the snow, snuggle up by the fire, drink hot cocoa..."

"Woah up, woah up. Now you know me y/n I ain't accustomed to some Terran scut, but what the flark is snow ??" He asked as he walked beside you.

"So... Imagine rain yeah ?? But it's like really thin and frozen so it falls gently" You explained in the best sense possible.

"Hmmm... I think I get it." He said as he then sat down in the cockpit of the Milano.

"You'll see when we get their" You smiled as the other guardians set course for Terra.

You told your dad you were on your way and told him to meet at a rural part of town so the ship could dock and be hidden safely, Hyper jumping to terra and entering the atmosphere, the temperature of the ship dropped slightly on the inside.

"Flark how did it get so cold !!??" Rocket shivered and rubbed his arms trying to warm up.

"Because it's cold outside rocket, It's winter in this time of year." Landing on the ground, you could see your dad waving as he saw you.

Rushing out of the ship, you ran into his arms with excitement. "Dad !!!" You smiled, hugging him tightly.

"Oh hey, kiddo !!" He hugged you even tighter and gently kissed your forehead.

"You remember the others ??" You turned, pointing to the others.

"I do, It's nice to see all of you again" He smiled at all of them. "How you doing Mr l/n" Rocket waved at him.

"Come on, I got rooms set up for you all."

After much struggle to keep the guardians hidden, you all arrived at the house with minimal detection and were in the nice warmth of inside.

"Ahh, it's much better than out their" Rocket was relieved that it was nice and warm inside.

"I am Groot" (But you have fur, shouldn't you be warm ??) Groot spoke up.

"Look I don't know ok. I just get colder"

"Well your inside now buddy, so yeah" You smiled, taking off your jacket.

Rocket then saw the fire place, His eyes were glowing from looking at it, it looked very inviting.

"Careful not to burn yourself" You giggled.

"I ain't that stupid" He snarked playfully.

Settling in, Rocket stayed close to the fire, feeling all snug and warm. his thoughts were broken by the feeling of being wrapped into a blanket and someone sitting next to him.

"Hey pal" he smiled softly up at you.

"Hot cocoa ??'" You offered him his cup, He gently sniffed it before hesitantly taking a sip, You could see a sparkle in his eyes when the taste hit his mouth as he took another sip. "We need to get a good supply of this stuff before were head back"

"I think I can arrange something." You chuckled.

"The fire is nice... It's kinda cozy." He said as he looked back at the fire.

"Yeah... It's one of my favourite things to do with dad during Christmas or just winter in general. Snuggle up by the fire and drink hot cocoa." You smiled as you took a sip of your drink.

Rocket softly smiled and then scooted closer to your side, snuggling up to you, You responded by wrapping your arm around his side and held him close.

"Maybe tomorrow I'll teach you how to build a snow man ??" You looked at him.

"Wait you can build people out of snow ??" He looked up at you confused. Making you laugh.

This was going to be the best Christmas ever, spending it with your best friend in the whole damn galaxy.

A/N: this is definitely getting a part 2

@callofdudes @fun-k-board

[babieroachy]

Could I request some headcanons for Mei from OW as a cg? Ty! -@amars-agere

of course! coming right up!

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐂𝐬! (Gender Neutral)

mei is super sweet and compassionate, and that absolutely carries over into her caregiving!

she's a super cuddly and affectionate cg

she's great with any age, but she really thrives when taking care of sleepy and snuggly kiddos!

calls her little one pretty standard petnames; love, honey, sweetie, that kind of thing

she isnt picky about what nicknames she likes to be called, but she'd be lying if she said the sound of her little one calling her "mama" doesn't make her day

the bedtime MASTER. she has so many cozy blankets and pillows, and absolutely loves rocking her little one to sleep, or just cuddling them and making sure they feel safe

she makes the best tea and hot cocoa, and knows the perfect recipe for angel milk; she's gotten these things down to a science!

loves to play games with her little one! hide and seek with you and snowball is one of her favorite things to do!

she tells amazing bedtime stories! fairy tales, stories from her adventures, any story you can think of! her voice is so soft and soothing, and her lullabies work like a charm!

loves to play in the snow with you! she always makes sure you're properly bundled up, even if you make a fuss about all of the layers. she'll lie in the snow and make snow angels with you, and make a whole family of snowmen! she's very gentle with you if you want to have a snowball fight, and she dramatically "dies" when you hit your target! your giggles fill her with so much joy, it makes all the theatrics worth it!

snowball is a great playmate! he talks back at you in little beeps and whirs when you babble at him, and floats around you playfully! if mei's really busy with work, she'll have him watch over you, though it usually ends with you two getting up to mischief and your mama coming back to a big mess!

she only really "scolds" if her kiddo does something dangerous; and even then, she doesn't really scold. its more of a gentle explanation of why it's dangerous to do said thing

overall she's an incredibly kind and loving cg, and finds a lot of comfort in taking care of her little one! (snowball likes you too!)

✩✰☆✰✩

[ssahotchnerr]

https://pin.it/4GPOdFb

More Hotchner fam inspiration ❤️❤️❤️

🥺🥺🥺 the hotchner fam my beloveds <3333

that’s the kind of pic aaron would sneakily take — you’re about to go out with jj, penelope, tara, emily one saturday night, and jack and the rest of your kiddos literally won’t let go of you for the life of them 🥺 they keep asking for one more hug pleaseeeee and they’re just not letting you out the door because they’re gonna miss you so so much 🥺 <333 BUT while you’re embracing them, you assure them they’re going to have so much fun with their daddy while you’re gone - they’ll all watch a movie and make some popcorn and maybe add some m&m’s and jelly beans inside for a super fun treat <333 and you can’t wait to hear about it in the morning because they’ll all be tucked snuggly in bed fast asleep by the time you get home <333

so amidst all of this - aaron takes that picture 🥹 hehe he loves seeing the kiddos love on you <333

[mrs-elsie-barnes]

once you receive this lovely bouquet of flowers you have to mention five things you love, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers if you want. SPREAD POSITIVITY! ⛅️

Right back at you boo❤️❤️

Thank you so much 😘😘😘😘

Five things I love...today edition!

It's SNOWING so fun. My wife's fave weather as well so she's sat at the window and it's super cute.

Big cup of tea BIG BIG CUP OF TEAAAAA

My kiddo told me she loves me so SO MUCH and that I'm cute and funny this morning and it made my heart GLOW. I love her so much 😍

Going to have PASTA FOR LUNCH my fave food

Snuggly blankets. Nuff said ❤️

[cg-sunnyd]

hihi :D ☕️ 🧡 🫎 for the fall ask game?

- @bumbling-kiddo

☕️ What's your favorite autumn/cozy food and/or drink?

hmmm, either hot cocoa or apple cider! hot or cold, apple cider is good good, especially with apple crisp and vanilla ice cream! i like apple parts of autumn more than pumpkin, really🍎! oooh, and stew!

🧡 How do you like to get cozy?

comfy pajamas under a snuggly blanket with our cat nearby - especially if it's a bit drizzly outside. put on a video game we've watched tons of times before and maybe take a bit of a nap!

🫎 Describe/Put together your dream fall outfit

hmmm... admittedly, we aren't super into clothes fashion-wise - the way it feels is far more important than anything else. something comfortable and soft, so maybe a big sweater and some flannel pajama pants!

[astral-athame]

(sorry if I asked this already) once Cass is ready to have kids, would she get a pet? What kind? 👀

@dhampiravidi

((The only reason Cass doesn't have a pet is because she and her father didn't have one when they were living in the city and now she's maybe a bit too busy to care for one the way she'd want to. She's been itching to get a kitty, though! She'd also be happy with a dog or even just some lil fishies~ And she actually thinks lizards are super cute, too xD But... I think she'd get a cat! I can imagine, if she had the time, she'd adopt an older, skittish, black cat because she knows that old cats, black cats, and seemingly aggressive / shy cats are less likely to be adopted. She'd be so sweet and patient with the kitty, getting it to feel more comfortable and relaxed with her. I think she'd end up with a snuggly cat- one who sleeps in her bed with her and curls up with her while she's reading. Maybe it's a little shy with strangers, but it starts getting used to the others being around and even gets excited to see them <3

But you mentioned, specifically, when she's ready to have kids! So, with that in mind... I think if she was going to start trying for a kid, she'd hold off on getting a pet if they didn't have one already just for the sake of ease. BUT if she was only thinking about the possibility of having kids soon... she's still slightly more of a cat person, but I think she'd talk with the other 3 and they could decide together! She'd be equally as happy to get a dog that their kiddo(s) could play with as they're growing up <3))

[xocontinentaldrift]

monthly report: january 2023

Wowza, I can't believe a month has already flown by. After a rough start of my kiddo getting stomach fly on New Year's Day, I spent most of the month just catching my breath and easing into the new year. It was a good call not to put too much pressure on myself.

Ironically, it was a productive month anyway, with lots of happy-making moments and accomplishments:

Revised about 1/3 of my novel

Took a lot of outdoor open air walks despite the snow and cold

Started to go out for dinner every Friday night with the family

Decluttered a lot of papers and some books

Mastered making falafel in our Instant Pot air fryer

Talked with my best friend on the phone a few times

Spent more time with my parents with my kiddo

Did a little more strength training in the mornings, experimenting with doing pushups everyday (because a few times a week makes it hard to track, it's easier for me just to do them everyday)

Bonded with our new kitty and she seems happy and well-adjusted in our home, and she is so snuggly!

Began getting to bed at a reasonable hour (before midnight is a huge accomplishment for me.)

Participated in some fashion challenges via my favorite fashion forum on Reddit

Read a lot of books

Began planning the little guy's birthday party next week, which is NOT a fun task for me, but I booked the location, put down a deposit, sent out invites, managed the RSVPs. Next up: figuring out food, transport/pickup logistics, ordering the cake, sending out reminders

Bought a nice lounge bed roll from Natural Life that makes my home so much more cheerful, funky and comfy

Paid all my bills!

Trucking along in my Duolingo French course -- I'm determined to finish the Intermediate 1 course by mid-year

However, the month had its difficulties and sticking points:

Some instances of mindless spending

Yelling a few times at my kiddo, especially when I was burned out at the beginning of the month coming off the busy holiday season

Conflict with partner over who does what in terms of house/life shit. The problem is that I feel all the work I do is never seen as the work that it is, it's just written off as "easy" and inconsequential.

Thought it got better at the end, my sleeping patterns were off, and I've begun waking up in the middle of the night. (Thanks, perimenopause!) Gotta figure something out because it really does bite into quality of life.

BORED AT WORK. Can't figure out if the responsibilities, the need for a new direction, or just the drab isolation of working from home in the middle of winter.

Inconsistent exercise when it's sub-zero temps. I mean, part of me thinks I can give myself some slack on this, but it does affect my overall sense of well-being

Having moments of feeling super, super depressed right before my period. It's not even just sad -- it's like my brain just can't feel good in any way, and I feel really despondent and hopeless in a way that doesn't feel right. Sometimes I wonder if I have PMDD. Something to think upon, I guess.

Just that general feeling of being in a hamster wheel, running furiously but with no real movement forward. Spinning my wheels. File it under "existential mid-life malaise."

So that's my roundup of January 2023. Not a bad month, I must say. I'm really looking forward to February 2023's goals and resolutions:

Keep revising my novel! I'm really making a lot of headway at the moment, maybe because I've hit a decent patch of storytelling

Getting ready for my writers group to start up again

Planning my kiddo's birthday party, it's gonna be a banger, lol

An old friend will be in town from London, so I'm looking forward to seeing her

Talking regularly on the phone with my best friend from college

More Friday night dinners as a family

Making myself get dressed in real clothes instead of being in sweats all day -- too easy to do in the winter, for sure!

Focusing my reading on books on relationships, parenting, love and marriage, and also incorporating more fiction

Cleaning out my closet once again and sending a box of clothes to ThredUp

Getting a shoe storage cabinet for my dining room

Getting to bed before midnight most nights -- ideally asleep by 11:30pm, but let's be realistic that this might not always happen

Cleaning out toiletries and makeup bag

Wearing perfume everyday -- I have a lot of scents that I need to use and use up and use out

Making an appointment to meet with a new OB-Gyn -- might delay this till March

Taking walks outside as much as I can

Going out to work at a cafe or some place like that at least once a week

Trying out 2-3 new recipes this month as a challenge. I don't care too much about being the ideal housewife, but for my own sake, I need to try some new recipes

Start re-creating an official website/social media professional presence again...which means paying off Dreamhost, ugh.

Maybe look into estimates for redoing kitchen floor

Start planning outdoor landscaping miniprojects, like planting new boxwoods on my side garden beds

Ok, that's getting a little too ambitious; I'll revise this as needed. Here's to a lovely February full of peace, inspiration, liberation and the divine feminine!

[uwooyoungs]

this blog is now exclusively dedicated to the kittens

[tutuandscoot]

A very good day to everyone but especially to Mr Scott having the time of his fucking life during MR practices (Feat. Tessa):

Part 1.

1. Breaking where they usually break but being super handsy and actually before their run through as they were skating around they were miming this kind of action- being super intense, seductive and sensual, so I think Scott told her to really come at him- the way he throws her hands around him- hands in hair and faces.. close lips… then once they’re done he grabs her hand, coordinated head turn then Scott miming the same movement again. Big cheeky smiles as well coz they know how amazing they are and they have so much fun being seductive and hansy 😌🔥

2. Singing and feeling the music in his body with that arm movement

3. Breaking after their spin, Scott pulling Tessa close to him (that thing were he pulls her arm- sometimes both towards him instructing her to hug him- it happens in their post skate hugs sometime he pulls her arms around him) she puts her hand on his chest, he cups her face with a soft forehead touch as he’s singing the lyrics ‘it all revolves around you’, a pat on the back before skating around the corner. This is just another moment where he looks so overwhelmed with love. I don’t mean to say Tessa doesn’t but the way it comes out of Scott- like he just can’t hide it, it’s so palpable. Like as is singing he just exhales and collapses into her to embrace her and hold her face to his to tell her how beautiful she is he is just so beyond happy to be sharing this moment with her. Ugh.. 😩

4. Straight after this where they are still overflowing with love and happiness they have a precious snuggly cuddle where they once again prove that their’s is the PERFECT height difference. Scott with more singing through his body and T joining in with some musical marking (the Apollo arabesque on ‘by your side’) this was one of the first practices- before the team event (coz they do the altered rotational lift (I think) so this feels still like ‘we made it kiddo, we’re actually here’

5. Marking the prince lift on the climax in the music- some operatic singing I’m sure

6. A little baby kiss on the shoulder for Miss T then getting her up very quickly with a big pat on the back. Then some GIANT SMILES for these precious lil dancing bbys who just had so much fun in their run through coz at this point they were so prepared, so trained and well rested and just 3 days before the IE are literally skating their gold medal winning free dance just for fun because it is already perfect.

7. I don’t even know if I can find the words to do it justice.. (but I’ll try anyway)…

Just… the joy. Finishing their run through and skating off on their own to cool down.. the way he shakes his head and touches his heart. Everything he says- how he can’t believe this is his life, the life he has had the fortune of living for the last 20 years, getting to discover the joy and his love for dancing, getting to live all of this with his best friend and getting to dance the program of their dreams together. Getting to tell this beautiful story in their own way, experience all these emotions together. At this point being so prepared and feeling so confident that they aren’t even practicing things that still need work. It’s all perfect and they seemed to really be taking these practice run-throughs to just enjoy every moment. Getting to skate these programs at the highest quality they ever will before being judged. They went on to skate MR multiple times on tour but they wouldn’t skate it at this level again after their gold medal performance- and that meant something different-it was A MOMENT in history. But these practices- this one especially.. this is the one in the book - their first one back after their break/private training in Seoul- where they say afterwards Tessa said: “and that’s how you win the Olympics”. Their own mental coach couldn’t believe what he had just watched. The one where they said everyone was watching them.. everyone… all the other coaches, skaters, staff, Jesus even the nbc camera man was glued to them the whole time. This beautiful moment of Scott just throwing his arms.. he is just so overwhelmed. There’s not really any other way to put it.. just the overwhelming joy. I’m tearing up rn.. 😣😖😫🥺😭

Bonus: Scott talking with Marie about movement quality and character energy. It kinda seems like they’re taking about his reaction to Tessa when she comes alive as the puppet. Like how he’s miming, once they finish their stat.lift, shutting her down, or as they discussed in their Roxanne doc. when ‘the curtain comes down’. Then as she comes alive, his reaction to that, like there’s a reciprocal ‘coming alive’ factor in him and he kinda snaps. I love how in the doc. he described it as not being surprised, but more feeling ‘that anxiety’. That’s such an interesting way to describe it because, the music is so well known and Roxanne is so loud and dramatic, they really found the nuance and intentionally made their characters so layered and complicated. Just speaking of Scott here but the layers and changes his character goes through in the first half, finding such a fine balance between the anger, predatory, seduction, and also the love and passion… I really just can’t speak highly enough of what I think of him as an actor and dancer- to be able to pull all that off in 2 minutes… WHILE skating at the highest quality of anyone at the Olympics, AND partnering AND everything else... As I’ve said in the past this isn’t a stage production or a movie or a dance company- this is sport at the Olympics. It’s so different to the former environment, the general audience are tuning in to watch sport and I think it’s fair to say most have a limited understanding in terms of this very deep acting and performance approach. I just admire his bravery so much in being such a raw and engaging performer- not being shy about any of it. So (getting back on track) combining all these character elements and in that moment, describing it as ‘anxiety’ is so perfect coz it truly is a mix of those emotions. It doesn’t solely mean sadness or anger or obsession, it’s a mix. And you see that in his eyes every time they do that part. How here they are both doing this thing with their hands like-I don’t know if they are discussing his movement or Tessa’s but that silky, magical, mystique quality. It kinda looks like he says “attraction”. There’s no way to really know exactly what they saying but I think it’s the quality in feeding off each others energies as these particular characters. They aren’t really discussing choreography it’s more the quality and intention, feeling behind it. I really wish we could hear them tho. Side note: I’m always obsessed but it’s particularly obvious here how much freedom of movement he has in his neck and shoulders. He’s so insanely strong but he’s also very tiny and slim-built. He’s not bulky but has so much strength yet is still able to have this beautiful posture, extension, and freedom to express.

He really came so much into his own this season. They always committed themselves to every program 110%, but this one you could really feel was them. What they had always dreamed of allowing themselves to do. It was the culmination of all their training, all the styles they had done, all their experiences coming together to form this spectacular piece of art. MR isn’t one style, it’s just dancing. I equate it to ‘a ballet’ in the sense that it is this masterpiece of story telling. It’s not ‘ballet’ in the sense of its style, it’s ‘a ballet’ in the sense like an opera. Like a Shakespearean play. They manage to tell every nuance of this story and exude so many emotions in just 4 minutes. It’s truly a masterpiece on par with the likes of Swan Lake or Romeo and Juliet. (Obviously scaled down from a production standpoint). That they did it within the rules and confinement’s of their sport is just astounding- and of course we saw all the help they had from choreography to acting coaches to costume design, but THEY went out there and did it when the moment counted. To be able to make us feel like we forgot about the competition and how tight the scores would be and what that moment meant for them in the grad scheme of things and we just feel like we are watching this epic love story, like an old Hollywood film… they are true masters of their craft- athletically and artistically. They just can not and will not be matched.

Bonus bonus: Tessa (miming at least) LICKING HER ENTIRE HAND ON THE LYRIC ‘his lips caress your skin’ 😵😵😵:

[worminstuff]

very smol tbott blurb from the drafts, just for you crumb dwellers, luh u

tbott mini blurb

sleepy bois x reader au

techno often finds himself taking care of y/n these days. it’s not that he never had before, it just seems different now.

warnings: none i can think of, super very fluff

word count: i dunno

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Techno and y/n were having a bit of a quiet evening. They spent their morning at the sleepy house since wilbur was going to be there for the day, and the kiddos were all there aswell.

A neighbor of theirs had a daughter tommys age, her name is Clémence, as her parents are foreign. Tommy had a hard time pronouncing it, (he would go, claymoss ), and early on started calling her clementie. He claimed it was just better.

Like most nicknames in the sleepy house, it caught on. Clementine was thus a member of the extended sleepy family. And tubbo and tommys little group, (literally just the two of them) had expanded for one new member.

They had a bit of a family morning with the house being full, all the kids, both dads, all the brothers, and of course y/n.

They would’ve stayed longer, had techno not realized how tired y/n seemed. He dragged her home, and shoved her to bed. Almost literally.

This brings us to their present state:

Technos arms were wrapped snuggly around y/n as she layed against his chest, they were propped up on many of the pillows on their bed.

“You still need to take out your conta-“ techno was cut off,

“You still need to take out your contacts” y/n mocked him.

Techno shifted, his neck craning in dramatic offense as he went to place a dramatic hand on his chest.

Y/n looked up at his extremely dramatically offended face, and only stared.

Technos gaze switched as he looked down at her, now only glaring. All the feigned offense gone from his face.

“Go take out your contacts.” He deadpanned.

Y/n grinned, “or what, pinky?”

Technos gaze boared into hers for a moment longer before his hands were at her sides, lifting her off him enough to toss her down the bed a bit.

“Go.” A smile was pushing against his teeth as he looked at her surprised face looking back at him, he assumed it was cause he threw her.

“Whats in it for me?” She asked, a tilt of sass in her voice.

Techno quirked a brow then hummed, “how about..a kiss?” He shrugged.

Y/n’s eyes lit up and she dashed from the bed to the bathroom to take her contacts out.

Techno rolled his eyes and laid back where he had been, y/ns spot already ready when she would come back.

Oh, and a kiss too.

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

contains spoilers for what if? episode 5

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Tony drums his fingers on his desk, eyes quickly scanning over the code in front of him. It’s nearly perfect, but he’s come to expect that from Peter Parker. The few mistakes Tony spots aren’t even major, a mistyped number or a backwards phrase. Just evidence that Peter was working on it as it came to him.

Tony smiles to himself. That kid is going to grow up to be something amazing. He’s nearly surpassed Tony with his intelligence, not to mention his kindness and selflessness. The world will change because of Peter.

As Tony is quietly musing his protegee, a soft snore comes from the couch in the corner. Tony glances over to see Peter fast asleep on the couch, curled up on his side with a soft Spiderman blanket draped over his shoulders. A soft smile crosses Tony’s face. He should get Peter upstairs soon.

But the kid’s had a long day and it’s Friday so Tony turns back to the monitor and continues reading over the code. Peter’s been trying to make his own AI. The one in front of Tony is rudimentary, nowhere near the level of FRIDAY or Karen, but by the looks of it, Peter is well on his way to creating an AI like that.

Tony spends a good twenty minutes looking over Peter’s code and correcting the errors he sees. Though he makes sure to jot down all of the errors, knowing Peter will want to know what he changed. Then Peter’s snores stop.

It’s usually a sign that the kid will be waking up soon, but Tony’s gut tells him that something isn’t right. He swivels around in his chair and finds Peter still fast asleep though the boy’s brow is furrowed, his breathing is faster, and his knuckles are white with how tight he’s clutching the edge of the blanket.

Tony sighs in sympathy. Nightmares have, unfortunately, been a constant for Peter. According to May, he’s had them since after his parents died, though they’ve only gained in frequency since then. Tony’s borne witness to a handful of these nightmares and due to his own experience with them, has gotten quite good at calming Peter down after.

So, Tony gets out of his chair and kneels down beside the couch, right next to Peter’s head. Tony puts a hand on Peter’s shoulder and gives the kid a gentle shake. “Time to wake up, kiddo,” Tony says gently. When Peter doesn’t stir, he gives him another shake. “Come on, bud. It’s just a nightmare. Everything’s okay-”

Tony’s comforting words are cut off as Peter wakes up with a gasp, eyes wide. before Tony knows what’s happening, Peter swings his fist out, clocking Tony solidly on the cheek.

Peter’s super strength knocks Tony completely to the ground with a sickening thwack!

“Oh my god!” Peter shouts. Tony groans as he sits up, clutching his head. “Mr. Stark, I’m so sorry I-I didn’t mean to I promise!”

“It’s okay,” Tony assures him, opening and shutting his jaw to make sure nothing broke. “That was a good hit, Happy would be proud.”

To Tony’s surprise, Peter’s eyes fill with tears and the kid balls himself up into the corner of the couch. Tony frowns and gets up slowly, telegraphing his movements as he sits down on the couch a foot or so away from the kid.

“What’s wrong, kid?” Tony asks gently.

“Just a stupid nightmare,” Peter tells him. “It’s fine.”

“It’s clearly not.”

Peter shakes his head, “You’ll think I’m being silly.”

“I won’t, I promise.” Tony takes Peter’s hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. “Whatever it is is clearly upsetting you.”

“I had a dream,” Peter begins, looking at their hands, “that...that everyone got turned into zombies. And there were only a couple of us left, Happy, Dr. Banner, Ms. Van Dyne, Bucky, Okoye, Ms. Carter...” Peter trails off, shaking his head, “And we had to fight all of you and one by one everyone left kept-kept dying and they were turning on us and-”

Peter cuts himself off with a shaky inhale. “Oh, kid.” Tony wraps an arm around Peter’s shoulders and draws him into his side. Peter lets himself fall into Tony, turning his head against Tony’s chest.

“I know it’s not real,” Peter says quietly, tears making his voice thick. “But it...it felt like it was and it felt like I was losing everyone I loved all at once.”

Tony says nothing, his just gathers Peter into his arms and holds him, resting his cheek on the top of Peter’s curls. Peter clings to him tightly. Out of Peter’s sight, Tony allows himself to cringe at the pain coursing through his right cheek.

“I’m sorry for hitting you,” Peter says after a long moment.

“It’s okay, peanut,” Tony tells him. “You were scared. I did the same thing to Pepper when I was having a nightmare. I’m fine, maybe I’ll get a bruise. You know women find those very attractive.”

“Eww,” Peter groans, just like Tony knew he would.

Tony chuckles and kisses the top of Peter’s head. “Oh! I’m almost done looking over your code. It looks really good, kid.”

Peter looks up at Tony eagerly, “Really?”

Tony nods, “Yep. We can test it tomorrow if you want.” Peter smiles so wide Tony fears his face might crack in two. “I take it that’s a yes.”

“Duh!” Peter leans back into Tony’s side with a content smile.

Tony holds him for a moment, letting Peter soak up the comfort he knows the kid still needs. “I think it’s time for spider baby to go to bed,” Tony says when Peter yawns.

Peter’s face falls immediately. “I don’t want to have another nightmare.”

“I know,” Tony brushes back a strand of his hair. “But you need to sleep. FRIDAY will tell me if you start having a nightmare and I will come wake you up, okay?”

“Fine.” Peter pouts a little as he stands, Tony follows suit. Tony snags the Spiderman blanket off the couch and tucks it snuggly around Peter’s shoulders.

“Sweet dreams,” Tony says, planting a kiss on Peter’s forehead before giving him a gentle push to the door.

Peter gives him a look, “You should go to bed too.”

Tony rolls his eyes, “I will. I’m going to finish looking over the code and then I’ll go straight to bed.” He puts a hand over his heart and three fingers up next to his head, “Scout’s honor.”

It’s Peter’s turn to roll his eyes, muttering something about Tony never being a boy scout, but he does turn and walk towards the door. “Night, Mr. Stark.”

“Night, kiddo.”

[livesforgttna]

Boyd stood nervously in the lobby of Waddle, a letter held snuggly in both hands and a backpack slung over his shoulders. He watched as people moved around him, not giving the small parrot anything more than a confused glance before they were off on their way again. Boyd kept an eye out for the specific person he was looking for. Mark Beaks. His father. Boyd had looked up a photo of him on his phone before he had gotten to America, to be sure he knew who he was looking for but it shouldn't be a problem. They were nearly identical, to the point where Boyd couldn't think this was some kind of mistake anymore. Mark Beaks was surely his father.

And it was then that Boyd caught sight of the older parrot, headed towards the elevators. The young boy took a deep breath, his hands tightening around the envelope before he went to catch up with him.

" Um.. Excuse me, Mr. Beaks? " / @dollhousemuses​ | unprompted. 

            Another day, another busy  schedule.  Mark  had  gotten  up  so  early  today  because  of  a  dumb  board  meeting.  But  that  was  no  matter  -  he’d  had  his  coffee  &&  Waddle  sales  were  UP,  so  really;  he  couldn’t  complain  that  much.  ( But he definitely did complain anyway )  He  was  currently  making  his  way  back  to  his  own  office  when  he  heard  his  name  being  called.  Not  immediately  looking  up  from  his  phone,  Mark  didn’t  spot  the  kid  at  first.  It  was  only  when  he  looked  down  that  he  realized  it  was  a  child.  

                                  ❛  ‘Sup, kiddo? Really flattered that you came here, but I don’t do autographs when I’m trying to work. I know I’m like, super approachable, but I do have a company to run. Go ahead to the front desk, my secretary will get you some merch && you can look super fly. ❜ 

            && back to his  phone  Mark  went,  waiting  for  the  elevator.

[marvel-noms]

If you’re taking requests for stories, could you write one where somebody takes in both Peter and Tony to protect them, and Tony has done this before and is used to it but Peter is super freaked out and needs to be calmed down? Thank you, I love this au so much

Tony knew the second the plan went sideways he'd be tucked away snuggly in Steve's gut. 

That usually wasn't a problem but this time Peter was on the mission too, which meant that he'd be swallowed down too. 

He hadn't exactly told the kid about the whole 'swallowing each other for protection so he wasn't exactly too keen on what was about to happen.

"Roger's dont you dare." 

Peter shot him a confused look doing his best to keep the weird creatures hydra sicced on them away. He was doing a decent job all things considering.

If Steve heard him over the coms he didn't say anything. 

"Mr.stark? What's wrong?" Peter asks hesitantly as they fight. Tony wished he had time to explain but the second he heard the shield wham into several bodies he knew any time they had was gone. 

"Nothing- just...kid you trust me right?" He asks nervously, blasting a creature down. He could see Steve fighting his way to them, a determined look set on his face. He grits his teeth and covers Peter as the kid refilled his web shooters. 

Peter made a small nervous sound but didnt seemed too freaked out yet. "I..um yeah? Mr.stark what's gonna happen?" 

God the kid was too precious. He could practically see the nervous look on the kid's face behind his mask. 

"So- something extremely weird but you've gotta stay calm." He says firmly. He felt his knees weakening when he saw Steve finally making a path to the.. He couldn't deny the feeling of safety he had inside the man.

"M-mr.stark? You're um..freaking me out a lil."  Peter admits quitely. He got closer to Tony, a silent move of asking for comfort. He seemed to brighten up when he saw Steve, taking his mask off to greet their teammate.

"Sorry kid just- it's going to be alright, got it? Steve's very gentle and the fight shouldn't last that long." Tony explains briefly. A shudder runs along his spine when Steve finally got to them, placing a hand on both his and Peter's shoulder without a word. 

"What?" Peter squeaks out. Tony squeezed his eyes shut as Steve quickly adjusted their size. He felt a bit sympathetic for the kid, it always sucked the first time. He wondered if the kid had enough sense to shut his eyes. 

Steve's hand followed him down, no doubt his other hand doing the same with Peter. He was used to the feeling of shrinking, it happened far to often for him not to be used to it, the spiderling would get used to it eventually too. 

"Mr.Rogers?" Peter squeaked out. Tony could tell the kid was freaked out. There really wasnt an easy way to explain that he was safe at this point. Too much to explain in the awkward time they had left.  

"It's going to be fine son, just try to relax." Steve reassures the kid softly.

 Tony couldn't exactly see Peter thanks to the soldier carefully cuping his hand around him and lifting them both up. He could just imagine the look of confusion on the poor kids face. 

"Try to do it quicky!" Tony says with a grimace. If the kid managed to get sticky on something it wasn't going to be a fun time for Steve. 

Peter was probably in shock at the moment which could be used in their favor. He knew the kid's power didn't work all that well when he was emotional. 

"Got it." Steve says. He was more than thankful that the super solider was trying to be quieter, he wasn't entirely sure how Peter's spider senses were holding up. 

He grimaced when the other hand moved up to the solider's mouth, the kid sliding effortlessly into the awaiting maw.  

They didn't have much time, both until Peter started panicking or until the monsters decided to regroup and attack. 

Tony wasn't used to seeing the whole process happen, he was usually too busy focusing on not accidently kicking something vital. 

When Steve swallowed he was amazed at how effortlessly the kid slipped down. The small lump wriggling every second of the way until he disappeared beneath Steve's collar bone. 

"Well… I guess it's my turn." Tony says after Steve took a breath. The kid definitely needed someone with him, it was his first time and lord knew the spiderling couldn't sit still even in normal situations. 

"Good guess." 

He shakes his head and shifts slightly. The fact that this all had become normal was hilarious to him. What person in their right mind wanted to be eaten? 

Tony was easily pulled out of his thoughts when his legs were eased into Steve's mouth, careful but quick. He wriggles in giving his friend a small hand to move the process along. It hadn't been long since Peter had landed after all. 

It was hot, slimy and more than disgusting but it was safe. 

"Bet the kid's wreaking havoc on your insides." He says. He smiled sympathetically giving the tongue a small pat, it twitched under him slightly.

The response was a small hum, the soldier tilting his head up and swallowing thickly. Tony did his best to stay still, wriggling slightly when the muscles squeezed him a bit too hard for comfort. He knew Steve couldn't help it, but it got uncomfortable with the reactor.

The steady thumping of the heart was always a comfort. It was a constant sound that never failed to soothe his nerves. 

He grimaces as he was squished down, feeling slight pressure before he landed in a mostly empty chamber with a squelch. The first thing he noticed was the panicked breathing of the spiderling, and also the mostly amusing sight of said kid clinging to a rippling stomach wall for dear life. 

"Mr.stark?" 

He could just barely make Peter's face out in the dark, but he could see the terrified look on his face. 

"Hey kiddo." 

Tony wasn't sure what to say to make it better. The first time Steve hadn't even made it clear that he was going to be okay.

He lets a small grunt out as Peter detaches himself from the muscle, dive bombing him.

"I- mr...I dont wanna die." The kid manages to get out between panicked breaths. It was obvious he was trying not to cry at the moment. 

"Woah woah- who said anything about dying?" He grumbles, wrapping his arms around the kids small frame. They were both soaked with salvia and other various fluids but that didn't stop Peter from burying his face into his mentors chest. 

"This is weird as hell, disgusting even- but it's safe." He continues on. Peter flinches when Steve's stomach let a small gurgle out, obviously confused at what the hell had been dropped into it. 

"Safe?" Peter echos, not dating to look up yet. The area shifted, a dull thud echoing from the outside. No doubt the Captain was being attacked. 

"Completely. I've done this before...quite a few times actually." He murmured softly. He rubs Peter's back, letting the kid cling to him. The kid wouldn't instantly relax but it was a start. 

"..b..but..how? This shouldn't be possible." 

Tony had given up trying to rationalize all of this long ago. He sighs softly, grimacing as they slide around with Steve's movements. They were stuck under several inches of solid muscle which would be the safest either of them would ever be. 

"Don't think too hard about it kiddo. It just happens." 

Peter tightens his grip the more they slide around, but he was finally looking up from his mentors chest. In the dim blue light he could see the kids eyes darting around, more with curiosity than fear this time. 

"...it's..and it's safe?" Peter sounded so small and tired. He felt bad for the kid, this had to be hard on him. 

"Yeah, it's safe. We just have to hang out until the fights over." He reassures softly. 

"Just hang on kiddo." 

Tony let a small sigh out, giving Peter a small pat on the back. The kid wordlessly shifted closer to him, gripping the jacket fabric tightly. 

They were definitely having a team discussion later. 

[drunklander]

Drunj!Der Yells About Outlander

Thoughts on Ep. 501

We’re back again for another season of men never having to demonstrate any personal growth on screen because the writers don’t feel like that’s important to show and instead force the audience to just forget everything that previously happened because look! The characters, who aren’t real and are just what we write them to be, are all cool now so why aren’t you? #BadFans

As a standalone episode/series premiere of a new show, this episode was really good! I enjoyed it a lot, with some obvious exceptions. As the season five premiere of a show with a long history? What the actual fuck, why do you keep doing this, writers?

In season one, Jamie beats Claire, never actually apologizes for it, and we’re expected to be like oh lol it’s cool now. No worries.

In season two, Jamie takes his pants off with some prostitutes while his pregnant wife is at home, blames it on his “mission,” and we’re expected to be like oh lol it’s cool now. No worries.

In season three, Jamie is an asshole and a half to Claire when she gives up literally everything (including their daughter) to come find him and knowingly marries the woman who tried to have Claire killed because of one dance with random children at a holiday party, and we’re expected to be like oh lol it’s cool now. No worries.

In season four, Roger is a rancid garbage heap to Bree all season and is only begrudgingly down to stay with her as if *he’s* the one who’s been wronged by her, and Jamie literally sends a guy into what he thinks is like certain death/slavery without getting any real information, and we’re expected to be like oh lol it’s cool now. No worries.

So watching this premiere, I was not at all shocked that there was a convenient time jump where everything was so handily worked out off screen and we’re all super cool now, and Jamie thinking Roger isn’t good enough for Bree is played for a joke instead of being THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH. #BreeDeservesBetter

Anywho, onward under the cut because I’m back on my drunken bullshit.

Ooo, a rape warning before the episode, starting off very on brand for you I see, show.

Fuck them very much, again, for including that very unnecessary story line in the first place.

I miss Scotland, y’all. Also, young Murtz can get ittt.

So can old Murtz.

#TeamMurtz

This bit though with wee Jamie made me feel feelings. Jamie and Murtagh’s relationship is literally one of my favorite parts of this whole damn show and saving Murtagh was the best adaptive choice these fuckwads made.

Unpopular opinion alert, but I actually really like the new credits music. I will always like season one’s the best, but this one is up there.

Also, am I a giant weirdo for being happy that even though they change stuff in the credits all the time, they keep in the shot of Claire’s legs running from the pilot? Idk why, but I’m like sentimentally attached to that shot.

Also, that is a fucking microscope I see in the credits, are we gettING SCIENCE!JIZZ?!??!?!?!

SCIENCE!JIZZ! SCIENCE!JIZZ! SCIENCE!JIZZ!

“Careful, or ye’ll lose yer head.” And we’d all be definitely super sad if that happened. Yep, can’t have that. #TeamCutthroatRazor

Jamie threateningly shaving and insulting Roger is the fandom minus the stans who for some inconceivable reason still like that fucker.

Seriously, fuck Roger. Jamie is apparently the only one who hasn’t gotten amnesia about how terrible he is. I guess it’s because Jamie has been really fucking terrible many times and like recognizes like.

I fucking love that Murtz made Bree’s ring. Makes it more meaningful than the random trinket Roger picks up at the Gathering Without End in the book. Like Claire’s Lallybroch key ring was more meaningful than the book!ring. Fuck the show for ditching the Lallybroch key ring because tHe BoOk RiNg Is WhAt FaNs LiKe. No. Stop. Bad choice.

The aerial shot going over the big house makes me hopeful that this season won’t be as fucking claustrophobic as last year. Because seriously, we can all tell you’re still in Scotland. Doing a whole season in basically closeups doesn’t make it seem any more North Carolina-y.

CLAIRE MAKING BREE’S DRESS AND GETTING TO BE THERE FOR HER DAUGHTER’S WEDDING WHEN SHE DIDN’T THINK SHE’D BE ABLE TO GIVES ME ALL THE FEELINGS! CLAIRE DESERVES ALL THE GOOD THINGS! I JUST LOVE CLAIRE A LOT OK! SORRY NOT AT ALL EVER FUCKING SORRY! #BeauchampBrigade5Eva

Bree’s dress is fucking gorgeous. I lowkey like it better than Claire’s.

Da!Jamie on his something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue quest is fucking adorable. He also never thought he’d get to see this one of his kids’ wedding so yay for him too.

“And we’re giving her away to a man who loves her.” “Oh.” “What? You doubt his love?” “Um, I’m sorry, did you SEE all last season?! Did everyone else get amnesia?!”

Also, bullshit about Roger being terrible aside, this right here, with Jamie and Claire actually talking to each other in an adorable and snuggly way. Like being all close and cuddly and shit. THIS IS MY SHIT. When we all bitch about wanting more Jamie and Claire couple stuff and the writers are all like “but the sex doesn’t advance the story” it’s like no you fuckwits, we don’t always mean sex! Sometimes we mean sex, because sex is important in their relationship (and sex does not necessarily equal nudity), but most of the time we mean SHOW US THAT THESE PEOPLE LOVE EACH OTHER WITH THE SMALL CUTE STUFF LIKE THIS! I’m *rull* curious to see how much more of stuff like this we get this season now that Balfe and Heughan are producers. Balfe especially, considering how dirty they did Claire last season...

DA!JAMIE AND ANOTHER OF HIS KIDDOS! Da!Jamie being sappy and sentimental at his kids’ weddings is 100% my jam.

HIS FACE WHEN BREE SAYS JE SUIS PREST MAKES ME FEEL ALL THE FEELINGSSS.

MOM AND DAD ARE AT THEIR LIL GIRL’S WEDDING AND MY SKIN IS CLEAR AND MY CROPS ARE THRIVING. Except that one weed over there in the groom’s place that just won’t go away.

I am so fucking glad they did away with the Gathering Without End. I swear to fuck 17% of a book that’s just like camping and periods and breast milk is aggressively not my jam.

Unfortunately the groom being a douchenozzle is not a legal reason to object to a wedding. But it really should be.

Fersali being all snuggly and cute during the vows is fucking precious. I love Fersali. Protect Fersali at all costs.

I’m ok with playing Jamie and Claire’s music over Bree and Roger’s wedding because like, this is the culmination of all the shit that Jamie and Claire went through together and I’m all for making stuff just about them, haha. But otherwise, weird choice to not give Bree and Roger their own theme?

Also, I get that it’s a better choice to have a character we already know and have established stakes with be here to do the red coat stuff, but loool at the thought of the fucking governor coming to this random backcountry wedding. Tryon, buddy, I get that Murtz is your white whale, but you look obsessed in a bad way, bruh.

GERMAIN!!! I FUCKING LOVE GERMAIN! I FUCKING LOVE THAT JAMIE TALKS SHIT ABOUT PRESBYTERIANS TO GERMAIN! GIVE ME ALL THE SASSY SMOLS!

“Some of us like to think before we act.” Oh fuck all the way off, Roger. ALL THE WAY OFF.

“There was me thinking that you were just trying to shut me up for a minute.” I mean, that was an added bonus, Rog.

Sophie has really gotten so much better at acting. She’s always such a goddamn delight on press tours and I’m like *rull* glad to see her growing into the role.

Lizzo/Flute Lady from the Wedding Band 2020

I 100% wanna chill with JQM and Fersali. This squad of cool kids seems aggressively more fun than the dancers.

Oh Isiah Morton. If only you could keep it in your pants.

I LOVE FERGUS WITH MY WHOLE HEART.

I LOVE MARSALI POSSIBLY EVEN MORE.

GODDAMN IT I JUST LOVE FERSALI SO FUCKING HARD.

Seriously, the sass and theatricality and sarcasm of Marsali Fraser. I stan. I fucking stan.

Also I 100% kept reciting “To sit in solemn silence...” through that whole scene. Once a theater kid, always a theater kid.

Don’t be a buzzkill, LJG. I love that posh nerd. Except when he’s being a fucking creeper about Jamie to Claire.

“Mistress, can I dance with the guy I thought raped you because he was such a twatwaffle?” “Sure, Lizzie, go for it! Because we’re all friends now.”

We’re just leaning in on the dad stuff this episode. The hot dads of Riverdale should form a gang with the hot dads of the Ridge just for kicks.

Obligatory fuck the writers for including Bree’s rape. Since they did though, good on them for showing her PTSD. Although fuck them for including such a graphic flashback. Much like the choices they made in the season one finale, it centers the rapist and the act more than the survivor.

Can this please be the only Fred reference this season? Also love to lightly joke about an emotionally abusive asshole who treated Claire like shit and used Bree as a weapon against her. Claire, being the bigger person she’s always been, will obvs not speak ill of Fred to Bree (unlike how Freddy boy undermined Claire in front of Bree), but Bree is now aware of just how shitty Fred was. Even if he wasn’t overtly shitty to her, her still being all lovey about him, knowing what he did to her mother, is lowkey super fucked up. “Well I know he was shitty to other people, but he never did anything to me” is never a good look.

Bree hugging Jemmy, oh man, I just wanna give her a hug and tell her everything’s gonna be ok.

Jocasta is still trash (there’s no such thing as a benevolent slave owner) but this Murcasta scene is a goddamn delight.

OK BUT NOW I NEED FAN ART OF MURTZ AS A FAIRY KING!

Roger singing to Bree is cute and all, but then using the music for the whole montage is cheesy af and I don’t think I like it.

Is that Arch and Murdina I spy there in the crowd?

Marsali is literally the most fertile woman in the Colonies.

Grannie and Granda trying to get it on veryyy quietly so they don’t wake Jemmy is fucking adorable as shit and I lowkey love it.

Awww, poor LJG. I ship Lord John with someone who actually loves him.

Ok I get Murcasta having to break up because of his regulator stuff, randomly introducing Duncan Innes is a fucking weird choice.

Maria Doyle Kennedy really was the fucking perfect casting choice.

Oh hey, Josiah Beardsley. I was hoping they’d cut out the whole thing with the Beardsleys and Lizzie, but honestly, I’ll take that silliness over Emo!Roger any day.

Good on Jocasta for being a clever MacKenzie, but fuck Roger for only doing the right thing when he’s insulted into it. TL;DR: Fuck Roger.

Is Gerald Forbes going to randomly turn into Neil Forbes at some point like he does in the book?

DOCTOR CLAIRE FOR THE WIN GIVE ME ALL THE DOCTOR CLAIRE.

Srsly, I am here for Jamie shitting on Roger at literally every opportunity. Preach, Jamie. Preach.

“I’ll leave you to yer patients. And to wage war with your wee invisible beasties.” Seriously though, this is my jam. This playful banter. For so much of the series, it’s been like do these two even like each other? Because the writers kept trying to make the show into something it wasn’t. Politics, war, characterization flipflops and assholery FoR tHe DrAmA. It was so hard to see why Claire would ever pick this guy. I’m very cautiously optimistic that more shit like this will be peppered in this year because dammit, this is why we’re all fucking here.

“Then ye must find yerself a lieutenant.” Can it be Marsali? Please? Can Marsali be Claire’s lieutenant?! Because cutting the whole Malva bullshit would be ideal. And Fersali gets so sidelined in the later books that I’d fucking LOVE the writers to make changes so they can be more centered with the rest of the fam. And I am fucking obsessed with Claire and Marsali’s relationship. Marsali is the most Claire Jr. character in this whole damn show and I WANT THEM TOGETHER IN FRONT OF MY EYEBALLS.

Roger pricks his index finger but smudges the blood on Jemmy’s head with his thumb. Not the takeaway of this scene at all. But since I don’t like Roger, that’s my bullet for it.

Also I love that they switched the whole raise a militia thing to a hunt for Murtz & Squad rather than needing to do it because some randos are somewhere doing a thing and then lol jk they left so you can all go home like it is in the book.

Totally called it that they were going to combine the two bonfires and that this was when the kilt was gonna make its triumphant return.

Also I fucking love that it’s the music from Je Suis Prest during the scene when Jamie puts his kilt back on.

And thank fuck they didn’t put any dialogue/voiceover in this scene when Claire sees Jamie. It’s so much more powerful without it.

Aaand we’re burning a cross. At least they were smart enough not to burn a Roman cross, but they’re still burning a cross instead of just doing a bonfire. The scene could be just as powerful had it been adapted to not have a burning cross. Fuck them, tbh.

Remember that time that fuckwit Roberts tried to be like oh we’re not *really* burning a cross so we’re not racist but we’re not gonna address it directly because lol out fanbase is fucking wicked conservative and also a fucking cult who will yell at us for changing anything.

Because seriously that twatwaffle really tried to pretend like a celtic cross isn’t a religious symbol so they’re not having a KKK rally in this white supremacist hellscape. FUCK THAT GUY FOR BOTH HIS SHITTY DECISIONS AND ALSO FOR ACTING LIKE WE’RE ALL FUCKING IDIOTS.

BuT hIsToRy AnD tHe BoOk! Fuck that. Do. Not. Burn. Crosses. But they showed a lynching last year for the sole purpose of showing the shocked white people, so of course they fucking burned a cross.

Jamie being both himself and Colum from the Gathering in season one at the same time is a fucking sight to see.

The look on Knox’s face is *chef’s kiss*. Bruh you don’t even *know* who you’re dealing with.

Aaand in a move that is not at all shocking, Roger hesitates *again*, when Jamie extends his hand to him. Fuck, and I cannot stress this enough, that guy. I get that he’s untrained and scared or whatever, but buddy you deal with that shit tomorrow. You don’t fucking leave Jamie hanging when he’s doing this big theatrical thing in an effort to fucking save his land and tenants. Ugh.

FERGUS, SON OF HIS NAME AND HIS HEART! Jamie and Claire’s first kid getting the props he fucking deserves. ILY SO MUCH FERGS!

Marsali’s face when Fergus goes to give his oath. Just the pride and love there. I JUST LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH OK.

I appreciate the commitment to the shitty green screen of that titular Ridge, haha.

That is a *rull* phallic rock in your circle, Murtz.

BUT...ALWAYS TAKE A MURTAGH! *cries*

This is a real gut punch of a scene, tbh. It’s 100% the right thing to do, but damn, right in the fucking feels.

This episode, with my selective amnesia activated per the above lol, has me more hopeful for how a season might be than I’ve been in a while. But this feeling has consistently been crushed in the past. Here’s to hoping the show finally stops doing us dirty!