#they are not good at arguing

[wonda-ch]

For the one-word writing prompts: 31. — lies. 👀

Part three of the One Word Prompts . The collection of conversations from a cozy evening in chronological order.

Part 3 (31. - lies)

Lying comfortably in Jax's arms, Midnight tried to summarize the events that had happened at Heaven's Edge over the past few weeks. "Aside from the escaped flock, not much has really happened around here in the last three weeks. I guess that's why it seems like you've been gone for an endless amount of time."

"You forgot to mention that we need new gardeners, Darling. After all, this drama has kept us a little busy."

"That's right, we don't have a gardener anymore," Milvirvilan chuckled.

Incredulous, Daeran objected, "We had three. How did you manage to lose three gardeners in three weeks?"

"They almost did it themselves," Jax began to report. "Did you know Jennis had a fling with the other two gardeners? They didn't know about it, but it came to light and it totally escalated. Bronnar quit right away and left. Jennis and Melrun tried to ignore the tension, but they got into such a fight at work that they destroyed the variegated roses and threw them at each other. That's when I fired them both."

"Who's Jennis?" asked Daeran, obviously confused, which made Tishlia laugh.

"That's the person you've been paying to take care of our garden for the past three years, and who you always call 'the gardener.' Sometimes it might be useful to ask people their names."

"Nonsense, if you start asking for the names of your servants, they'll soon tell you about their personal problems, and you'll get involved in things you don't want to know. You can see how many people are stuck with us just because we learned their names during the crusade. You never manage to ignore any of them when they ask for help or advice."

"These people are called friends, my love. When they ask for help or advice, you should be there for them."

"Friends are a few people, not a whole city of them. We waste way too much time with people we barely know. At the end of the day, it is my time with you that is at stake. If we worry about the servants now, there will be no end to it. I'm happy about everything you don't know." He had talked himself into such a rage that he almost bit his tongue to stop himself from saying his last sentence. It was too late, Tishlia had long since slipped out of his arm and onto the other side of the bench, glaring at him suspiciously.

"What don't I know, Dae?"

"It's called digging your own grave, isn't it?" Jax quipped before Midnight silenced him with a sharp look.

There was a brief silence, broken only by the incessant chirping of crickets. Tishlia said nothing, waiting patiently for her husband's response with an iron gaze. He squirmed, tried to avoid her gaze, took a sip of wine, but no one did him the favor of breaking the silence and bringing up a new topic. Finally, he sighed and relented. He feared that exposing his little white lies would lead to their first real argument.

"It was always trivial, nothing really important. Sometimes just rumors, or trivial problems of unimportant people who think their hero of the Fifth Crusade will solve everything for them. Like the situation with the gardeners. I… simply tried to prevent more and more being placed on your shoulders." He spoke very softly and seemed a little contrite, but not really remorseful.

"For my sake or out of concern that you might be neglected?"

"Both, probably."

"I still decide for myself what I put on my shoulders, Count Arendae." The salutation hit him like a whiplash; she had never called him that in a serious tone before. He nodded, but remained silent, waiting for her to continue. An apology would be pointless, she knew exactly that he didn't really regret keeping the informations from her. Instead of the next blow he expected, Tishlia said nothing. Instead, she climbed onto his lap, pressing his shoulders against the backrest and keeping her gaze fixed on him. "You're probably right. But don't do this to me, Dae. You should help me say no more often. And hell, tell me if you think we're not spending enough time together."

"That's easy, if you're by my side for less than 24 hours, I feel neglected." Smiling gently, he stroked her cheek, "I'll try to do better, I promise. But I'm not going to start remembering the names of the gardeners."

With a smile on her face, she leaned her head closer to his hand, never really able to be angry with him. "We'll just give the next ones numbers." To relieve any remaining tension, she kissed him tenderly before they moved on to the next course of the enjoyable dinner.

[shamebats]

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other

That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay

This is the proof that they love each other

Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed

It always existed

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[hansoeii]

head empty, no thoughts. just turtleneck crowley

[neapenning]

It'd be so embarrassing to join a group after trying to kill their members and losing

[chloesimaginationthings]

The Mikes and Vanessas celebrate 10 years of FNAF!

[shadow-queens-blog]

additional thoughts, from tags i got on the og post

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Vibes based grading system.

(for @epistemologys, who wanted some post-canon, teacher WWX)

[botanical-garden-system]

Someone drowning in 6 feet of water is as equally dead as a person drowning in 20 feet of water.

Please stop comparing trauma and making it a challenge. It’s trauma. Not a competition or medal.

[slavhew]

two guys enter a closet

[sexhaver]

the thing about dems who unironically buy into the whole "they go low, we go high" shtick where they see republicans being corrupt and using underhanded/illegal tactics and respond by virtuously Fighting Fair is that like... a (nominally) two-party system where one party plays dirty and the other doesn't does not result in a government that's only 50% corrupt; it results in the corrupt party winning more and more without any resistance. like, fuck it, we already live under a corrupt government, can the corruption at least do something good or cool for us every now and then? remember when Jimmy Carter won his race for governor of Georgia by appealing to racist voters and then said "the time for segregation is over" in his acceptance speech? can we go back to that kind of shit?

[kev-day]

ok yesterday i saw a post about how kevin lost $10 in a bet about neil which was silly goofy and whatever but it got me to thinking about how actually kevin has so much faith in his people that i could bawl my eyes out.

[moeitsu]

Every time someone in this fandom romanticizes Abigail's prostitution, an angel looses its wings.

I can’t believe this still needs to be said, but let’s clear something up: Abigail Roberts was not “saved” by the Van der Linde gang out of the goodness of their hearts. She was a 17-year-old working girl. Yes, a prostitute—brought into the gang by Uncle because of her profession, not because they wanted to “help an orphan girl.” Pretending otherwise is not just wrong, it’s an insult to her character and completely misrepresents the darker themes of the game.

“They wouldn’t take advantage of a 17-year-old girl!” Really? These are men who rob, kill, and lie without hesitation. They absolutely would and did take advantage of her. Dutch was not some saintly father figure; he was an opportunist who saw value in people only as long as they served his needs. The gang didn’t “rescue” Abigail, they exploited her vulnerabilities and used her just like they used everyone else.

Even within the game, there’s a camp interaction where Susan Grimshaw tells Abigail she should return to prostitution to bring in more money for the gang. If that doesn’t make it clear how the gang viewed her role, I don’t know what will.

Abigail’s story isn’t some fairy tale about a group of noble outlaws saving an orphan. It’s about survival in a brutal, unforgiving world. She didn’t have a choice in staying with the gang. This idea that the gang was Robin Hood-like and only “stole from the rich to give to the poor” doesn’t erase the fact that they were still criminals who exploited people whenever they could, including Abigail.

The game wants you to sit with the uncomfortable truths of these characters. It shows you the dark realities of their actions and the systemic issues of the time. Romanticizing Abigail’s situation or painting the gang as her saviors completely undermines that. It’s not just naïve...it’s flat-out wrong.

This kind of take isn’t just ignorant; it’s borderline insulting to anyone who’s been in a similar situation. Abigail’s story is powerful because it’s not pretty. She was used, exploited, and forced to live a life she didn’t choose—but she fought tooth and nail to survive and make a better life for Jack. That’s what makes her compelling, not some sugar-coated fantasy about her being “rescued.”

Take off the rose-colored glasses and actually think critically about what the game is showing you. Abigail’s resilience is what makes her an incredible character—not some fake narrative about Dutch and the gang being her saviors. They weren’t.

It’s fine to love the characters, but stop twisting their stories to fit some idealized version of the gang. They’re criminals. Abigail was exploited by them. That’s the truth, and nothing about it is going to be pretty.

Abigail deserves way more respect than this.

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Bruce and Clark start dating and Clark finds himself spending more time around the batkids and whenever he's losing an argument he just says "yeah? well I fucked your dad."

It's very effective.

[melonalemonade]

I think they umm they