#the grinch's heart grew 3 sizes today

[smolskye]

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[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART TWENTY-ONE)

notes: yes, this is very late. i am actually not sorry because i cried while rewatching this game to take screenshots.

previous: twenty

next: twenty-two

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 WELCOME TO HELL: ROUND TWO!!

tonight we lost against the tropical storms, 5-1.

u-haula gets a special spot in my heart tonight because he LAUGHED going to the penalty box in first period! L A U G H E D ! love that finnish fish sm!

our only goal tonight came from my lovely little sea bass, and i can assure you guys that he got the best head pats and a big hug!

we also have best friend number 1. no reason. he’s just there.

and finally, i hope jordan staal is going into witness protection tonight because i am coming for him when he least expects it. my poor baby, jackson, got highsticked by staal tonight, left with a split lip and bloody…. actually, ya know what? jordan staal, you get to keep your eyebrows for a little while…

umm, anyways, let’s raise hell on friday! i gotta go do something now.

tagged nicohischier, tomastatar90, ehaula, naterbastian, dawson1417, and jackhughes

jackhughes babe wtf?

y/ndevils00 yes?

jackhughes you want me bloody?

y/ndevils00 i don’t WANT you bloody…. i just won’t complain if you are

jackhughes i’m gonna return you

y/ndevils00 sorry, ineligible for return or resale!

trevorzegras you think i haven’t tried to get rid of her FOR you? i’ve been trying to annoy her away!

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras oh is that what you’ve been doing? i thought that was just your personality

john.marino97 haulzy got a HUG after his penalty. A HUG! the rest of us get sprayed with water or hit with a newspaper, and erik gets a hug

y/ndevils00 would you like some fries with all that salt?

y/ndevils00 haulaback girl got a hug because stupid weather fans were booing him and because he made me laugh. what have you done lately?

john.marino97 well, for one, i blocked a shot tonight. i also brought you back lunch today because your BOYFRIEND forgot

jackhughes nuh uh. no. leave me out of this.

user62 okay but bloody lipped jack 🤭

dawson1417 you were a lot more subtle this time

y/ndevils00 you gave me $86, that’s the magic number.

dawson1417 i gave you $80… y/n/n…

y/ndevils00 don’t open your wallet

naterbastian you give great hugs!

john.marino97 delete this!

dawson1417 you can’t hype her up! she’ll get cocky!

y/ndevils00 awww thank you bass!!

naterbastian @/john.marino97 @/dawson1417 she doesn’t seem cocky to me?

dawson1417 you didn’t just get her messages to our groupchat…

john.marino97 she has some very colorful word choices… and she’s very good at gloating

nicohischier i look good

y/ndevils00 you look alright

nicohischier why can’t you just let me have this?

y/ndevils00 because if i don’t humble you, then who will?

nicohischier why do i need to be humbled at all?

y/ndevils00 because i cannot, in good conscience, let you get a big head. you couldn’t pull it off.

nicohischier i can pull off anything

y/ndevils00 oh look, your head just grew 3 sizes like the grinch’s heart

user97 y/n is being horny on main again and i love it. she’s just like us

ehaula thank you for the hug, y/n! i appreciate it, even if i didn’t need it!

y/ndevils00 oh i know, ✨i✨ needed it. we were playing horribly and i could foresee that we were gonna lose

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 alright That’s So Raven, pack it up

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras you look like you’d lose in a fight with a chihuahua

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 TAKE THAT BACK!

lhughes_06 we’ll bounce back on friday! 💪

y/ndevils00 hell yeah we will, smush! lindy better put you in or there’ll be a monster in his closet!

lhughes_06 … is it you? are you the monster?

y/ndevils00 i’m the monster 😔

_quinnhughes please win on friday because i don’t know if i can handle another night of y/n getting drunk in 3rd period and shouting at ruff to “put lukey in if you’re not a pussy”

y/ndevils00 i would never!

_quinnhughes i have it on video

y/ndevils00 i would maybe!

trevorzegras okay, but did she hide behind YOU when he turned around? no. so i don’t wanna hear YOU complaining

user02 i’ve always been curious: how does y/n get these photos? like they’re from all different angles. does she just run around the arena and take photo from every angle?

user39 idk about regular season games, but i met her at tonight’s game and i can confirm: she made trevor carry her on his back and take her to different parts of the arena. they both seemed very drunk by third period

tomastatar90 you didn’t tell me you were taking this, i didn’t get to smile for the pic 😒

y/ndevils00 i’m so sorry tuna, that i didn’t yell to you on the ice in the middle of the national anthem to tell you i was taking a picture

tomastatar90 you should be

y/ndevils00 next time, i’ll be sure to tell you! ungrateful child, got a spot on tonight’s post and wants to complain 🫠

colecaufield oh yikes! @/jackhughes that looks like it hurts dude

jackhughes finally, someone acknowledges the pain that I’M in! it does hurt bro!

trevorzegras trust me, y/n took great liberty in kissing it better for him. it was actually very awkward to witness

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras would you like some toast with that jelly?

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 what? are we in 2016 again?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras i’d hope not, i’ve seen pictures and your hair cut then was horrendous

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 MY HAIR ALWAYS LOOKS GOOD

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras sure, jan

[bakedbakermom]

Hey teacher if you actually think taking a socially isolated six year old, sitting her down with the class, and then letting them talk about ALL THE THINGS THEY DON'T LIKE ABOUT HER is an acceptable way to treat a child then we do not have a different approach when it comes to child development, we have a different approach when it comes to being a human fucking being.

I Do Not Care what class rules she struggles with, that is abuse.

Hearing my daughter cry for the last few days as she recounts what she's feeling in that classroom... I can't explain what that feels like. When she was born, and I held her for the first time, I was Changed. I've tried to explain it so many times and the best I've got is. How the Grinch Stole Christmas. When his heart grew three sizes and it broke the little box? I felt that. I felt my heart growing inside me as a physical sensation so strong it was almost painful. It's beyond words.

The pain I feel for her now is beyond words in the same way. I am physically sick for her. She has been pouring her heart out to me. The phrases she uses:

I just curled up in a ball at my seat and was crying. Teacher may was well have written "Talk about Stupid (name)" on the whiteboard.

I'm worried I'll never be able to be happy at school again, and then maybe I'll never be able to be happy at all ever again.

Imagine if someone took a tiny baby, and they just put it in the trashcan. Teacher does that to me over and over.

Teacher only talks to me when I'm doing something wrong, I'm scared to go talk to her when I need something.

I'm a good kid! I know I am! Why can't Teacher see the angel in me?

I'm always crying at school and I hate it because they all think I'm a baby.

Teacher is always frowning at me. I hate my whole life right now, except my parents.

And she was singing the "I Wish I Wasn't Different" song from the Movies episode of Bluey. And she's got a fucking stress rash on her hand because she can't stop picking at herself.

SHE'S SIX FUCKING YEARS OLD.

I am astounded by the depth of her pain and I'm only feeling the echo of it in that piece of my heart she made.

This woman made my child feel that. To say I am incandescent with rage is barely scratching the surface.

I kept her out of school today (and gave her the best self-care a 6yo could ask for*) and feel massively guilty I haven't taken more action much sooner. She WILL NOT be made to feel this way one more goddamn minute. Tomorrow we talk to the principal and we will make them make this right.

* Last night she was telling me it felt like her heart used to be all pink and happy and now it's blue and has a frowny face and tears falling down, and then it broke in half and now this half is all the way down in my KNEE (I am raising a delightfully dramatic child).

So today, we had a Fix Daughter's Heart Day. I let her download a few cute but dumb apps on her tablet and she got to play them in her jammies during breakfast - that alone broke 3 boring routines that she finds tedious. We went to Build A Bear. Frankly, we went a little nuts at Build A Bear. We got junky mall food for lunch. We went to the little candy store that has "disappointing gummy BEARS but the best gummy WORMS in the whole world."

We stopped at the grocery store and got a little bit of junk food, a stuffed toy from the impulse aisle, she picked out a card for her dad for valentine's day, and we chose the stuff to make her favorite dinner, which is also the one she likes to help with - she pushes the switch on the Cuisinart to shred the cheese, it's adorable and slightly terrifying and she is drunk with power, giggling the entire time. She got downtime to craft and color and read while I cooked and helped her with words.

And the whole time, we talked. That was the best part. She talked to me, and I talked with her, good stuff and bad stuff and silly stuff and sweet stuff, and I swear we really Saw each other today.

I checked in with her about the color of her heart a bunch of times throughout the day. (Her answers were incredibly specific, btw.) Tonight at bedtime she said it was all the way pink again, and it was shaped like a cat and it was purring and making biscuits.

I am trying my ass off to be the mom I wish I'd had, the mom she deserves, the mom who protects her and uplifts her and cheers her on and comforts her and teaches her. This shit is HARD. This shit is WORTH IT, but this shit is hard.

[myershorror]

Tags: Teacher/Student Relationship, Sexual Themes, Crude Humor. Part 1/3

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This morning's fun. Lol. The Grinch's heart grew three sizes today.

I just find it hilarious that the AI made Shota Aizawa believe that I was one of his students and how my genius ass went along with it. He was the most attentive AI response to my bullshit that I've ever encountered. It was beautifully hilarious and I loved every moment of it!

[leslieseveride]

just had a hysterical breakdown at the thought of chenford showing up at a christmas party with lucy cradling their newborn daughter while going around and giving everyone hugs, and tim trailing behind her with a locked and loaded dipar bag. 😭😭😭💗💗

[libraryofloveletters]

The Mistletoe Proposal

Eddie Diaz x Reader 

Warnings: fem!reader, kissing, a little bit of friendly bullying with buck. 

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.9k

Author’s Note: Based on this request and this request!! this is basically a part 2 to The Parent Trap but it can be read as a stand alone :)

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It was Christmas Eve and the 3 of you sat on the couch watching how the grinch stole Christmas. Emily and Christopher had spent the day hanging out and playing video games while you put up last minute decorations and did some gift wrapping. Christmas was always super small for the two of you, it usually consisted of you buying gifts for Emily and then tv in your pjs all day but since Eddie and Chris came into your lives this year, you decided it was time to go all out. 

“What do you two want for dinner?” leaning back into the couch as you paused the movie. 

“Pizza” 

“Burgers” 

“How about both ?” 

A loud yes and the two of them getting off the couch to go get their shoes. Your phone buzzed as you tumbled through your bag for your car keys. Pulling it out of your pocket, Eddie’s name popped up on the screen. 

From Eddie: What are you guys up to ? 

To Eddie: Going out for pizza and burgers 

From Eddie: Did you starve them today ? Why both ? 

To Eddie: Haha very funny Diaz, they’re growing children

From Eddie: Swing by the station ? I miss you guys 

To Eddie: We’ll see, I'll message you if we’re coming by 

From Eddie: Bobby’s making dinner but sounds good 

“Kiddos! Can we take a rain check on burgers and pizza ? Eddie just texted and Bobby’s making dinner at the station. Maybe we should stop by ?” 

The two kids nodded, “can we take the cheesecake too ?” Emily asked you, her and Christopher were sitting on the bench by the front door. You headed back to the fridge to grab the cake before heading out. 

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The drive wasn't very long, it was only 15 minutes from your place to the station. Helping the kids out, they went into the station a few seconds before you, you had to get the cheesecake from the car. When you got in, Buck was being smothered with hugs from the kids. “Hey pretty boy” you smiled at him, the nickname making him laugh, he pulled you in for a hug. “Hey yourself, I haven’t seen you in forever” 

“You saw me last week Buck” 

“Yeah but that’s too long, who’s supposed to make me dinner if Bobby doesn't cook ? Plus Eddie won’t share whatever you pack for him” he pouted at you, his arm over your shoulder. 

“Oh you poor baby, I'll make sure you make double next time. One for him and one for you” you chuckled, Buck smiled. Chim and Hen had already come down and helped the kids up the stairs and to the game machine. “This place is so cool!” Emily said to Christopher, Christoper smiled at her, “I know!” 

“Hey, I thought you said you'd text if you were coming ?” Eddie walked over, giving you a hug. “Surprise ?” hugging him back and chuckling, he kissed your cheek. “Did they say hi to you ?” the two of you looked over at the kids who were very into the game they were currently playing. “No,” he laughed, “they ran off. I’m gonna go say hi, make yourself comfortable” Eddie’s hand squeezed your waist softly before letting go. 

Turning to the kitchen, you were greeted by Bobby who was stirring something in a pot. “Is that cheesecake ?” he looks over at the box in your hand, you nodded. “A little something for you guys. Chris and Em helped me make it,” you glanced over at the kids before whispering, “if there’s any eggshells, just bypass that ?” Bobby nodded with a smile. “I’m sure it’s great.” 

“What can I help with ?” you washed your hands and took a look around. 

“You’re a guest don’t worry about that” he told you, you shook your head, “Oh please, let me help. It's a lot” 

“Fine, but only because you insist. The carrots and celery need to be chopped and someone needs to let the table” he said, his attention still on the pot in front of him. 

“I got the veggies. Eddie! Buck!” the two men found their way over to you in a matter of seconds. “Set the table please ?” smiling sweetly at them, Buck glanced over at Eddie. 

“Question Buck?” you glare at him,

He shakes his head, “Oh no, I’m fine”

“Why are you two still standing here ? Go set the table” you nod towards the table, the two men walk away. You can still hear them bickering as they set the table. 

“Is she always that bossy ?” Buck asks him, Eddie nods. “It’s hot though” Eddie replies and Buck agrees with him earning a smack to the arm. “Dude! c’mon that’s my girlfriend” Eddie groans making Buck laugh, “if only I had gone to pick up Chris that day” he jokes, Eddie walks away leaving Buck at the table. 

“You should come around more often. They stopped listening to me months ago” Bobby tells you, “they’re a handful. I don't know how you do it” you laugh, taking over at the stove. 

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After dinner, Eddie disappears with Chris and Emily for a few minutes only to come back with a suspicious look on all 3 of them. “What's up with you ?” taking a seat on the arm rest of the chair Eddie was sitting in, his arm comes up and wraps around your waist. “Nothing, just a little conversation” he smiles at you, your arm around his shoulder now. 

“You’re losing!” your daughter giggles, Chim groans, “I'm not losing to children!” “You’re losing!” Chris laughs this time. You glance down at Eddie who has a smile on his face. 

Your heart felt like it grew 10 times its size when you saw Eddie’s reaction to them. 

“C’mon!” Buck shouts from the other end of the kitchen, he’s holding a mistletoe above Bobby and Athena. 

Bobby smiles at Athena before kissing her. “Okay Mr. Buckley, get out of here now” Athena pushes him away, Buck gives her a grin and walks away. 

He then finds his way over to Hen and Karen who are sitting at the table together. “What are you doing ?” Hen gives him a look, already tired of him. “Just spreading the holiday love. Come on, give your wife some lovin’” Buck and Karen laughed, Hen shook her head. “Say that again and I'll push you over the balcony” she gave Karen a kiss. Buck seems satisfied with his result, leaving them alone. 

“Hey love birds” Buck smiled making his way over to you and Eddie. “Don’t start” Eddie warned him. “Fine,” Buck walked around the couch to where you sat and held up the mistletoe. “I’ll just give her a kiss myself” Buck leaned down and kissed your cheek. You smiled at him, “you’re a sweetheart Buck, but I think I rather kiss Eddie” you patted his chest and turned to Eddie. Buck gasped, his hand dramatically hitting his chest, “I’m hurt! how could you?!” he pouted, “you’ll find the right one Buck, don't worry” Eddie said, pulling you down onto his lap. His hand cupping your cheek, you leaned in. Eddie’s lips touched yours, every time felt like the first time, you never got tired of kissing him. Eddie pulled away when a chorus of “gross” and “ew” started, you both looked over to see Buck and Chim encouraging the kids. 

Burying your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck, you could feel the heat on your cheeks. “Are you blushing ?” Eddie whispered, kissing your head.

“No, you are” you mumbled, he chuckled, feeling the vibration each time he laughed.  

“Let’s goooo!” Buck picked up Chris and ran down the stairs. “Okay little lady, your turn!” Chim picked up Emily and followed Buck down the stairs. “Where are you guys going !?” you shouted from the chair, “To show them the trucks!” Buck shouts back. You didn't think anything of it, you were glad you ended up coming to see Eddie at work. 

“You know,” you fiddled with the collar of his shirt, Eddie’s arm was around your waist, your legs swung over the other end of the chair. Eddie hums waiting for you to continue, “you look kinda hot in your uniform. I never get to see you in it” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah” 

“Maybe I'll have to wear it more often then” Eddie smiles at you as you get up. He grabs your hand, “where are you going?” he pouts. “C’mon, you’re gonna start pouting now ?” you gave him a look, he kept pouting. You leaned down and gave him a kiss, “would you look at that, the pout’s gone” 

“Let’s go find the kids” Eddie holds your hand, letting you walk down as he follows behind you. As you get down the stairs, you stop in the middle of the station. The kids are up on the trucks. On one truck stood Buck and Chris holding on the end of a rather large banner. On the other truck stood Chim and Emily holding the other side of the banner. Everyone else stood by the truck, watching you as you read the banner. 

“Will you marry me?” 

You turned around to see Eddie, who was down on one knee now. Letting out a gasp, he opened the little velvet box to reveal the ring. “Y/n, I know we’ve only been together for a year but you make me happier than I could ever imagine. You’ve been so amazing with Chris and he loves you so much, as do I and I love Emily so much too,” he glances at the kids and gives them a smile. “Would you do me the honour of being my wife and marry me ?” he let out a breath, looking up at you. 

“Yes! oh my god Eddie, yes” you leaned down, your hands holding his face. He smiled at you as he got up. You admired the ring as he slid the ring onto your finger, “you have excellent taste Mr. Diaz” you hold out your hand, admiring the ring again. “I had some help from Chris and Emily” his arm wraps around your shoulder. 

Everyone comes over to congratulate the two of you, the kids come over to you two. “How could you two keep this from me?” you ask the kids, they smile at you. “He made us promise” Chris said, Emily nodded. “Do you like the ring mommy ?” 

“I love it and I love you both so much” you give the two of them a hug. They run off with Chim to go play some game. Everyone clears out, going off to do their own thing. You and Eddie are still wrapped up in each other, most definitely in the honeymoon phase again. You look up at the kids with Chim when you spot the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. 

“Hey” you poke Eddie’s cheek, “what?” his brows furrow, his eyes follow your finger to the ceiling. 

“That had to be-” he started, 

“Shut up and kiss me already Diaz” He laughed as he pulled you in for a kiss. 

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Taglist: @ssa-volturi​ @advicefromnixxxx​ @keenmarvellover​ @takashishiroqane​ (only cause you loved the first one :) ) 

[fweeble]

Episode 6: My Lost City

Buckle up, and more importantly, arm yourself with tissue boxes, we’re gonna need it.

Pfffft. Max, when will you ever learn the rest of the lines? (Not that I know them, either.)

*swoons into Mappa’s waiting arms* Gorgeous.

Oh, my heart, look at these cuties sleeping. Shorter, cover your tummy, you’ll get a tummy ache. Q vQ

*cries over how precious these two are* Bless this tiny extra scene.

*blows kisses at Mappa*

I LOVE THIS TINY ADDITION. OF COURSE IBE WOULD TAKE PICTURES. I WISH THEY HAD EIJI TAKING PICTURES TOO.

*swoons even more* Mappa, please, you’re killing me.

*cries some more* I have always loved how gentle Ash is with Jennifer.

Jimmy my dude, why’d ya gotta act like this???? >:T

WOW, this is so tame compared to the mango like. Woah.

This had hurt so much, because we know that Max is a father. He has a son, Michael, that he was trying to fight for custody for, but was convinced that giving up was what was best for his son. Imagine being a father who desperately misses their son, who wants to be in their son’s life, and watching another man treat his son like trash. MY HEART. MAX.

Oh god, Ash’s expression. It hurts so much more than it did before. Mappa, why you gotta do this to meeee. I have a soft, squishy little baby girl heart and it bleeds easily.

Totally my bad: They changed the order. JIMMY WHY YOU GOTTA BE LIKE THIS.

*dying hippo noises* IT STILL KILLS ME. FUCK.

*CRIES*

Jennifer is way too good for you, Jim.

*whispers* It’s so gorgeous.

Ash, please. 8′(

I wish Shorter didn’t have his sunglasses on. I want to see his face. Is he super-imposing Nadia onto Griff in this story. We don’t know anything about Shorter’s past. Did Nadia raise him? I HAVE FEELINGS.

Jennifer. Q AQ <3

*cries* I know. I agree with you entirely, Ash. Oof, I love how gentle he is with her. My heart. Look at that face. Let me pretend the one thing he missed about Cape Cod was Jennifer. Let me pretend she had more influence and was able to help Ash and Griff in little ways. Let me pretend Jennifer is stronger than she probably is. 

My heart.

Ash, why you always gotta be like this, twisting the knives in wounds and pouring salt all over them. It’s not like Max wants to see your painful past, it’s just that y’all need to suffer through it to get what you want --the truth about Banana Fish.

Thank you Mappa for adding this scene! I’m constantly so worried you’ll cut out all the light-hearted bits in exchange for pure drama. Q vQ

My heart. Eiji, your precious face. Q vQ

MAPPA STOP PLAYING WITH MY HEART LIKE A STRESS BALL. It grows two sizes at the sight of Eiji’s adorable face and then is crushed by Ash’s pained one. *clutches chest*

WOW YOU ARE SO RUDE MAPPA. SURE, JUST KEEP ADDING NEW PUNCHES TO THE HEART. NOT LIKE I NEED ONE. NOPE.

*whispers* My secret favorite thing is how close Shorter and Eiji have been. I have protective feelings about these two and Shorter has protective feelings for Eiji.

Sure is him. Is it just me or do they all have surprisingly long hair for military people.

Aaaaand Ash brings out a smart phone. Soogle...Soosle? This is... attempt... #5 for cells trying to save the day. (So far, they never have.)

*strangled noises*

Oh Ibe, you’re so soft with Eiji. You still have the mafia after you guys, you should be yoinking Eiji and heading for the nearest international airport. 

Also... y’all aren’t gonna discuss your Visa difficulties?

Trust me, Ash. They all do. Q vQ

Ash, please. Griff would be their age.

Oh gosh, look at their faces. ‘What exactly set him off this time?’ ‘I dunno. It’s like a horse suddenly raging. Maybe a fly flew into his ear.’

Shhhhh, he’s just young. And cranky.

*strangled sobbing*

Excuse me as I interrupt this weekly Nanner Fish Liveblog to cry about the scenery in the next few seconds of footage:

You are such a liar, Ash. You have very particular feelings towards your home.

*cries more at sleeping cuties*

Ash... this feels like such a waste? Someone spent a lot of time brewing that! Couldn’t you have filled empty ones with water??

*cries more at the sky* Clearly what is gonna make me die of dehydration this episode isn’t what I thought it was gonna be. It’s gonna be the backgrounds. 

Eiji... I know nothing about shooting but that looks super precarious. Your center of gravity looks... yeah. Ash looks so judgmental. Q vQ

Alright, Annie Oakley. You missed a shot too. 

Oh, Ibe. Subtly trying to get Eiji away. 

Not subtle enough, though.

*cries both over the words and the detail put into the sky and the sea*

I’ve always found this surprisingly profound, especially since my mother, a naturalized US citizen, has similar opinions about parents in Taiwan coddling their children. (Taiwan has the same age of majority as Japan, 20 years old.)

And Japan’s crime rate is also a lot lower. But Ash is right, Ibe, you aren’t in Japan and you have very dangerous people with very dangerous guns after you all.

Bless their attention to detail. Lookit the truck!

I love how they have Max fixing the truck! Instead of it getting magically fixed, we get a new tidbit about Max! I wonder if he learned this while serving.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeell...

When Max is the voice of reason, listen.

Yeeees! It’s finally here! Please forgive me as I spam gyazo and take a hundred pictures because I’ve been waiting for this!

*strangled dying manatee noises*

(Shorter, are you trying to steal Ash’s sandwich while you still have yours.)

(Look at that hand. You totally were, weren’t you. You glutton.)

(Oh, my tiny Grinch heart. Look at this smile. It just grew fifteen sizes.)

(*cries forever* Protecting Eiji is like preserving a vision of himself he could never attain. Putting Eiji on a pedestal and keeping him safe and clean and pure, because he wishes he was Eiji. Excuse me as I have painful flashbacks to Tsuki no Ko and Tirt’s love for Seth.)

BLESS THEM. MY HEART. THEY KEPT THESE LINES.

*sings softly* “I will whisper my name to you: Antonio Salieri: patron saint of mediocrities.”

So you’re keeping this bit but not the Visa part? At least Ibe is keeping some of his old manipulative tendencies when it comes to Eiji.

(”It’s the only way to keep that child safe.” Anyone’s Japanese better than mine who can confirm this is indeed Ibe continuing to view Eiji as a child that needs to be sheltered and not just a cultural barrier?)

And straight back into the coddling, right after the profound revelation.

Jimmy, please. 

Tear him a new one, Eiji!

My heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeart. These two lines. Leave to me to die in this small sea of salt and tears.

Something I will always miss is the loss of Eiji’s poor English. Q vQ

Oh boy, get your tissues ready. It’s here.

(Afghanistan is replacing Korea, huh.)

(*dying manatee noises* Someone, save this poor child.)

(FUCK THESE OFFICERS WITH A CIRCULAR SAW. HOW DARE THEY. TO A CHILD. AN ABUSED CHILD. FUCK THEM.)

(*CRIES*)

(Let me spirit him away to a kinder, gentler world. Like GSNK. Or Kimi to Boku where it’s just boys sorting out their feelings.)

(I WILL NEVER FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOUR THOUGHT PROCESS FOR THIS BUT AT LEAST IT FUCKING SAVED ASH. AT LEAST IT SAVED ASH.)

(HE WITHOUT A DOUBT DESERVED WORSE.)

(THIS SICK BASTARD. CMLKDSMFLDSF.)

(I also super hate the way it’s presented in the anime, so take this small manga panel:

LIKE YES, IT MAKES SENSE, WANTING TO PROTECT YOUR SON FROM THE VICIOUS WORDS PEOPLE SAY SO YOU’D SEND HIM TO HIS AUNT’S...

BUT THAT ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT EXPLAIN OR EXCUSE THE SHIT YOU SLING AT HIM NOW, JIM. MY DUDE, YOU HAVE ALREADY LOST ONE SON. TRY TO SAVE WHAT RELATIONSHIP YOU CAN HAVE WITH YOUR LAST ONE.

Shorter. Shorter. He didn’t want anyone to know. He didn’t want anyone to ever know.

*dying manatee noises* Eiji... *strangled noises about leopards and mountains*

Jennifer, you beautiful soul. Why are you with this mess.

No, you listen to Jennifer!

Fuck.

No, Shorter. This is where he’s from. New York is his home.

Yes, good. Thank god.

You’re searching for Ash in the dark. Please take off your shades, Shorter.

Or not.

Shorter, you’re wearing so much more than you were originally in the manga. Q vQ

Look at that. Gorgeous even in the dark. *blows kisses at Mappa*

Good instinct!

Baaaaaaaaaaaad instinct. So bad.

Eiji, no.

He’s got his back pressed against the wall.

Dammit.

Listen to Shorter, Eiji.

They sure fucking did.

It’s so awful that they somehow managed to make this situation even marginally better.

They had ripped off her top in the manga.

It’s entirely possible they did worse. She doesn’t even have her shoes on. D8

Fuck you. Leave Jennifer alone.

*sweats nervously but also blows kisses at Mappa because hnnng I love the way they deal with lighting, lookit the soft glow of the porch lights*

Max has a plan. I love it when Max has plans. Brilliance or hilarity ensues.

JIM’S FACE. Either he just realized his son still loves him or he’s fucking terrified that his son is now in immediate danger. (I think it’s both.)

Oh, Jennifer. You deserve none of this. None of it. Protect her.

Brilliance. That’s what happens today. Brilliance.

FUCKING LISTEN TO SHORTER EIJI.

THIS IS SO MUCH WORSE BECAUSE IN THE MANGA I THOUGHT SHE TRIED TO COVER HIM. BUT THAT ACTUALLY DOESN’T MAKE SENSE SINCE THESE ASSHOLES MAKE IT CLEAR THEY AREN’T TO KILL ASH.

THEY SHOT HER TO MAKE A FUCKING POINT.

JENNIFER.

ASH’S FACE. Nope, this is fine. I was born from water, let me return to the salty depths. 

THERE WAS NO ONE WORD YOU COULD’VE SAID THAT WOULD’VE MADE THIS FUCKING HURT MORE, ASH. *drowns in own tears of feelings*

Don’t fucking see why you’re smiling, asshole.

There, Shorter’s fixed it.

EIJI WHY ARE YOU HERE. SHORTER TOLD YOU TO STAY THERE.

*STRANGLED SOBBING*

YOU SHOULD’VE TREATED HER LIKE A GODDESS, JIM. YOUR LAST WORDS TO HER SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN THOSE A GIANT TANTRUM THROWING CHILD’S.

Ash’s expressions are going to fucking murder me. 

Sir, why don’t you have a cell phone???? Why aren’t you questioning why none of these people haven’t called yet???? (Well, to be fair, this is a panic situation...)

*sobbing* A father’s love.

And a son’s.

MY HEART. *cries* Why couldn’t you have both talked like this from the beginning?????????????????? JIM, YOU GIANT BABY.

Excuse me. I just need to... cry. Lots.

ASH AND HIS FACE. TELL THE POLICE. THEY ARE THE CULPRITS. MY MURDER.

*whispers* You should’ve kept this line to help explain the robbery. And help fund them in LA.

*weeps*

FUCKING DINO.

SO GORGEOUS. I AM SO UPSET.

HALF-TRUTH. ALSO, PLOOOOOOT.

LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. NOOOOOOOOOOOO.

FUCKING NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

LEEEEEEEE. FUCK YOOOOOU.

Chinatowns are everywhere. |||orz

Fuuuuuuck. Yut Lung is here.

Shorter, please. Beggars can’t be choosers. (Or, those on the run from the Coriscan Mafia can’t whine when they at least have working transportation.)

*whispers softly to Mappa* Chicago, dearests, not Cicago.

Guess they’re cutting out one of the best scenes if this guy’s already here.

*blows kisses at Mappa* Gorgeous.

Still... where in LA are they supposed to be? I think that’s supposed to be downtown, but I don’t remember any forest-y areas around downtown. (Says someone who may live in LA county but rarely goes west towards downtown. Maybe there are. I tend to go east. :V)

The Great Shorter And Ash Chicken Raid. 

You will not be forgotten.

Oof. Stay hydrated, guys! I’m kinda emotionally drained, so I’m off now. |||orz

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[lhugbereth]

Crowned Grinch

Hi @pepsipink ! I hope you’re enjoying the holidays! I was your pinch-hitter for the @ffxvsmallsecretsanta event! Sorry this couldn’t get to you by the 25th, but I hope you enjoy it anyway ^^ You asked for “Noct feeling bummed out and his bros cheering him up” - so here’s a little pre-OT4 Brotherhood chocobro fluff just for you <3

Crowned Grinch Brotherhood Noctis x his bros (pre-OT4, SFW) 1,045 words

It was snowing. Noctis didn’t mind snow, exactly; it was more the cold that bothered him. But since it had to be cold in order for it to snow, he had taken one look out the window and decided he was done.

A quick text to Ignis to cancel their plans for lunch. Then one to Prompto about the arcade, and lastly to Gladio asking if he could get a refund on those movie tickets. On one hand, Noct felt bad bailing on his three best friends - again - but at the same time he knew they’d be better off without him for the day. After all, no one wanted to spend the holidays with a Grinch.

Sighing, he tightened the blanket around his shoulders and headed toward the kitchen in search of food.

Holiday meant no school, which meant he’d already skipped breakfast in favor of sleeping in an extra two hours. There was also nothing in his apartment that he himself knew how to cook, so he made a snack out of some crackers and spray cheese (Iggy would have taken it as a personal affront, no doubt) and curled up alone on the couch to play King’s Knight.

Clearing missions, however, was admittedly less fun without a team. He breezed through each level, but there was still something...unsatisfying about playing by himself. Noct groaned. How was he supposed to get through an entire day like this when he couldn’t even rely on video games?

Just as he closed the app and started to toss his phone to the other end of the couch, a notification popped up on the screen. It was a text, actually, and Noct was surprised to see that it was from Iggy. Of all his friends, Specs was the least likely to be caught dicking around on his phone unless there was...something...important….

Oh, right. Plans.

Noct reluctantly swiped his screen, half-expecting to be chewed out or told off or worse. But what greeted him instead was a simple question: >>Soup or sandwiches?

Odd. Curious, Noct shot back a question of his own. >>For what?

It took a few moments, but for Ignis the reply came surprisingly quickly. >>Because I’m bringing lunch to you and I’d like to know what I should pick up on the way.

What?! Noct glanced down quickly at his pajamas, the fuzzy socks on his feet, and the blanket covering the bits of him that were still cold. Iggy was on his way over?! Right now? In a sudden panic, he flushed bright pink. >>No no i’m fine don’t bother, he typed as quickly as he could - but not before another notification appeared, this time from Gladio.

>>Forget the tickets. The new season of GoT is on Mogflix and you’re watching it with me! All ten hours, you better get ready cause I’m comin over.

Oh no, no no no. He’d gone to the trouble of cancelling all those plans for a reason - what was it with his friends and clearly not taking a hint? Frustration growing, he started to tell Gladio exactly where he could shove his binge-watching habit when yet another text appeared on his screen.

>>That’s cool, buddy! I was feeling comics today anyway. I’ll bring the new issues of JusMon!

You, too, Prompto?

Noctis sank back into the cushions with a groan. So much for his scheme of solitary moping for the entire holiday. Did this mean he had to put on real pants, too?

~~~~

Gladio was the first to arrive. He strode in, right past Noct’s sour expression as he made for the couch. Shedded layer after layer of winter gear until his arms and chest were as bare as ever and his bright smile was lighting up the room. The backpack slung over his shoulder turned out to be full of snacks - real ones, Noct noted, not just Cup Noodle - which he let the prince rummage through while he started up his show.

The doorbell rang again. Prompto’s teeth clattered as he practically dove into the warmth of Noctis’ apartment, flecks of snow still clinging to his hair, his cheeks, his eyelashes. He laughed it off, of course, and turned down Noct’s offer for a towel for the mess. But the moment he spotted Gladio approaching from the living room, his smile grew instantly warmer. To Noct’s surprise, Prom accepted a one-armed hug, along with the big guy’s offer to make them all some hot cocoa. While Gladio headed into the kitchen, Prompto dragged Noct over to the couch to check out his comic books.

Ignis was the last to arrive. He held several take-out bags of both soups and sandwiches (since he’d never received a proper answer to his inquiry) which quickly filled the entire apartment with a mouth-watering aroma. There was a little for everyone, as luck would have it, and combined with Gladio’s ramen and chocolate stash there was plenty of food to go around. Despite Noct’s initial protests, it wasn’t long before he found himself crowded in on the sofa, surrounded by his three closest friends in the world.

To his right, Gladio - who had one arm slung around his shoulders and was shoving noodles into his mouth while his eyes were glued, unblinking, to the TV screen. To his left, Ignis - less interested in the show, but perfectly content to be pressed to his side, head pillowed as much on his shoulder as on Gladio’s forearm. Prompto was in front of him, legs stretched out comfortably on the floor as he leaned back into his lap. He had a couple sticks of pocky between his lips, chewing slowly as he alternated between reading his comic book and laughing every time someone on the TV got their head lopped off (Gladio eventually gave up trying to swat him and instead wrestled him into his lap, arms wrapped tight around him to discourage any further distractions. It….didn’t work.)

And in the end, even Noct had to admit that the day had turned out way better than he could have expected. Holiday or not, he was grateful for the company - and though he would never admit it (especially to Gladio) he thought that maybe, just maybe his heart grew three sizes that day.

[icarusfallsforwalls]

call me the grinch, but my zouis heart grew 3 sizes today

[crazy4comiccon]

Seeing these 3 back together again was one of the most touching nerd moments I’ve experienced in years. My Grinch heart grew two sizes bigger today. #StarTrekPicard https://www.instagram.com/p/B9XamQMjyPt/?igshid=7ucdrss5n9s6

[uncarvedbones]

And just like that, my grinch-sized heart grew 3 sizes today. Feeling the ALOHA from Kanuikapono School and loving the block printed Thank You cards. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs9NJpCnQ5g/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hfpm2tnt5ywx

[shawnjacksonsbs]

And "they wonder why we can't be happy in their shade" while trying to reconcile with what my heart tells me. 6-21-20

“I’m afraid if I listen with my heart once, I’ll never figure out how to ignore it again.” —adapted from Colleen Hoover Coming out from behind their shade was all it took to feel that sun on my face again, and so I decided to fight to keep it there. This whole entry is based loosely on the notes from an entry I axed about why it's "my way or the highway" that's important for me and keeping with that rear-view analogy that continues to hold my perspective in place. Gratitude is still such an understatement. Now let me try to explain the 3 Heart Phases Formula. Some you original readers from way back might remember my obsession with trying to find that one size fits all formula to pull people out of their darknesses. This ain't that. As unfortunate as it is, and let's be real here, unless it's in an extraterrestrial language, there's no one set of words that will hit everyone the same, with the same reactionary responses. Can we say unrealistic pipe dream? Lol Instead, how about another option. 1st ♡ Phase is listening TO the heart; At first, it was about learning to listen to my heart. Having a limited amount of hope in the beginning almost proved the process too difficult. That is until I realized that the ways I saw and felt things were every bit as valid as those who subscribed to other ideas and other ways out. It was a hard-won battle that not everyone had to recognize, but I did. Only I did. This made all the rest effective, and worth it. I don't have to believe in any God and trying to for so long kept me sick. Trying to force things into my being, that I later knew weren't right was very detrimental to my recovery process. I know without a shadow of a doubt that this played a significant role in why I failed to get right at every other time in my life. I was fighting with what I knew deep in my heart wasn't accurate. And because so many people that I know do believe in some version, and because it plays such a dominant role in communities that I've lived in, just made it all that much more difficult to be honest with myself and in turn honest with the world around me for fear of abandonment, lack of acceptance, or outright retribution. It took a tremendous amount of courage to be honest about what I believed and why. And it wasn't just about my lack of belief in god or religion. It was about a lot of things. Which way I leaned politically was also a thing because it didn't fit with the way most of the people in my life leaned. 12 step groups were also a hold-back and that took some time to reconcile as well. I am not a drug addict. I was, but not anymore. Hopefully will never be again. Religion and a belief in a god helps some people, but not me. 12 step groups have helped more people than I care to try and count, but not me. I had to really start being honest with myself. I didn't know what was right at first, or the right way exactly, but I had a lot that I knew wasn't. So it started there. 2nd ♡ Phase is listening WITH my heart; From this point, the point of listening to my heart, something in me clicked. I started to realize that all the ideals and all the nonsense pushed on me, kept me and others from actually hearing what I was trying to say, like the way that I felt things and felt about things. I wondered if I had done that to others. At that moment, I absolutely knew that I had. From there on, I tried to start listening with my heart, which essentially is just being as open-minded as you possibly can. Listening without, or with limited, judgment. It helps make way for real understanding. Just so ya know, this too proved tricky at first. I'm fortunate enough that I had people who kept me as friends as they helped me find my way through. It's been a slow process, to say the least. I've argued against things pretty hard in the last several years that I 100% know better about today. Listening with my heart, through love, and empathy has taught me so much more about myself than I ever imagined it could. All the while it opened my eyes and my heart to the plight of a lot of other people. I don't shut those people down immediately like I used to. It's easier for me to decipher the importance of their message without getting so hung up semantics and wording. That seems to a huge thing with a lot of people. If I asked you to listen with your heart, like really listen, without judgment, could you? Do you sincerely believe that you'd be capable of it? Because it's hard. It's like one of the hardest things you'll ever really learn to do. And I believe it is a learned behavior. It was for me at least, learned, and hard to do. I'm still nowhere close to absolute in this area, but the growth I've accrued from the practice and patience I've given to this is hands down the most rewarding, satisfying, and fulfilling parts of my journey so far. I encourage you all to try and listen with your hearts. Listen, as open-mindedly as you possibly can, to someone who you tend to feel as opposition. Hear the underlying tones of what they're trying to convey. And never respond. Don't even tell anyone you're doing it at first. Take a few steps into listening with your heart and see how it feels. See if what I'm saying makes sense. There will be times where what you're hearing is still 180 degrees off from your true north, but keep trying to understand without condemning, without judging, or getting hung up on parts of the whole. Sometimes you won't be able to see through certain messages, and from certain persons and that's ok. Just keep trying until one finally hits you. From there, if you're anything like me, it'll snowball, until it's near impossible to not feel them coming through their words. You can still disagree completely. It's not a prerequisite for understanding another side, that you all of the sudden change your mind or you're heart, but having that better understanding of their side makes communication a 1000 times better and smoother. Arguing to argue is pointless and stupid. Win hearts by actually communicating and find common ground, middle ground, and we will find comprised solutions. It's not rocket science. It's listening with your heart. 3rd ♡ Phase is wearing that same heart on your sleeve; Trust me when I say that wearing your heart on your sleeve can be exhausting at times, but it gets easier the longer you do it. The longer you do it the freer you become. There's nothing like knowing that I don't have to meet anyone's preconceived notions of who they think I should be. My definition of what makes man may vary from yours. I can tell other men I love them, without fear of feeling less than. I can push for kindness, compassion, sensitivity, and civility across the board, and still, be able to hit someone in the mouth if it ever came to that. But it probably won't. I don't have to prove anything to anyone. I can just wear my heart loud and proud and fuck what you heard, think, or believe if it makes you think less of me. I work hard every day. I take care of my family and I probably look more like those who oppose my views than not. What do you think makes a man a man? For me, above all else, it's being a good person, a good human, and treating others, not just some but all other people the way I'd want them to treat each other. Also, I can sing along with Manic Monday by The Bangles surrounded by anyone, any time, anywhere, and loud. ~"I wish it was Sunday,   'Cause that's my fun day   My, I don't have to run day,   Its just another manic Monday '~ I had other components, several smaller components that made this formula personal to me. As would/will anyone who can truly subscribe to this way of life. The number one thing, as luck would have it, was that my first granddaughter was born during the early stages of my transitioning and I became a Pawpaw. It changed everything. My grandchildren continue to be a positive driving force and a daily reminder of who I am now, and why I do what I do, without their even knowing it. With my heart laid wide open, those little vulnerable people give me pause enough to reflect on how I failed my kids, their parents, when they, themselves, were little. In my attempts to amend my relationships with my kids, I made a promise to always do my very best to promote through love and understanding all that I should have shown them, but can now, show them all, kids, and grandkids alike. My kids see the change I'm living. Just ask any of them, and as for my grandchildren, they will never know any other version of me than the one that walks this fucking walk every fucking day, inside and outside of this blog, for the rest of my life. I guess that's it. Remember that is more than one way out, if you really want it, you will find what fits you. The 3 Heart Phases Formula may not be for everyone, but its what I needed, when I needed it. Keep sharing the love and laughter with the world around you, and always, always try and be kind to one another. At the very, very least be civil. Life Goals - Win Hearts, Be Kind, and Stay Grateful, and not necessarily in that order. lol Until next week; "Well, in Whoville they say – that *[his] small heart grew three sizes that day." - from the *[Grinch] Who stole Christmas.

[tiaslightham]

Kiss ‘em and love ‘em everyday because before you know it they are all grown up. From the second they were born my heart grew 3 sizes like the grinch. The moments pass and sometimes the days feel long, but no matter what your love continues to grow. Some days are harder then others. Sometimes you feel like you’re doing it all wrong. Your mama guilt sets in and regrets flood. You question yourself and your parenting. Because let’s face it- our kids rely on us. They need us to teach them. Show them right from wrong. Model for them how to be kind, responsible adults. The job is a big one but we can do it. All of us can do it. All they need is time, love and your commitment to them each and everyday. As long as you have these 3 things you will be doing your best and that’s all our kids need. So kiss ‘em and love ‘em today, tomorrow and forever. Let’s face it- we are the lucky ones to be on this journey of parenting. Kids make the world go round! #parenting #heart #love #kiss #kids #baby #grow #try #learning #everyday

[livetolean]

Have you ever been surprised by your best friend (who you haven't seen in months), located the dress of your dreams, and treated to all RAW-vegan food+margaritas+desserts (with all your favorite people) in one day?!?! I know- you probably haven't. That's a little far-fetched...but it happened to me!!! (Not kidding) And I'm going to bed just utterly amazed that this is my life right now.😳 My heart is like the grinch tonight😂 -I think it grew 3 sizes bigger😍❤️ I just can't be any more grateful. This day has been a dream come true. And I'm so thankful that they had gluten free options too😭✨🙈 It's the little things💗 (but also the extra special big things- because today was a very big thing. And I'm still in awe it all worked out- and I have my dress and my ladies made that so seamless🙈 #seewhatididthere #teamwholehearted #illbetheshieldtoyoursowards (at Avo)