#they got a jamba juice after this

[horseboneologist]

They stopped at the mall for a couples photoshoot

(This was originally a study of this incredible piece by jmfenner91, go check them out)

[strawbeelemonade]

PLATONIC HEADCANNONS: being miles morales best friend but your also a bit insane (Part 2!)

i'm gonna try to remember to start specifying when something is intended to be platonic or romantic.

🕷- I was literally unable to cram everything I wanted to say in the first one.

🕷- Miles is really only comfortable showing you his drawings.

🕷- He's an incredibly awkward guy, but the words come so easily when he hangs out with you. he doesn't choke up like he does with other people at school.

🕷- When he gets his powers his first instinct is to call you. He’s literally halfway through punching your number into the keypad until he stops and decides against it. He knows your number off by heart now.

🕷- You appear and disappear like a ghost its so random.

🕷- Honest to god, he lowkey thought you were homeless until you invited him over to watch Barbie Mermaidia.

🕷- “Bibble is so me.”

🕷- He’s the only person you let over at your place. its small and in the basement of an old apartment complex. the landlord couldn’t get anyone to pay to live there. you live alone.

🕷- You struck a deal, and they let you crash there as long as rent was on time and you fixed their washing machine for free.

🕷- Miles asked how you got to live there for so cheap. You tell him it’s because someone died on the couch he was sitting on.

🕷- He sits on the floor.

🕷- Miles is so eager to share his new powers with someone.

🕷- No seriously, between all the stress and lying and anxiety its nice to let himself get excited about it. To let himself have fun and see what he can do.

🕷- You guys TOTALLY video tape him trying out his new powers for the first time.

🕷- I can imagine you finding an abandoned alleyway on some random ass street after school and filming Miles Trying to do a backflip LMAO.

🕷- You gotta fish him out of a trashcan after he tries to spider climb up the wall.

🕷- You know that thing where a group of friends duck tapes one of their friends to a wall for fun? You get miles to do that to you.

🕷- You guys can’t stop laughing, The best memories of your lives are in those videos.

🕷- He’ll take you up to the top of buildings to show you the graffiti art he painted!! he’ll let you sign it off with a dick and balls or a heart if you want. You guys do homework up there together as well.

🕷- ’M & (Y/I) were here’ has been painted on every available surface of New York.

🕷- You both have the bright idea to hop on his back and go web slinging around the neighbourhood. He can carry you easily.

🕷- Miles decides If you don’t tell him to slow down, then he’s not going fast enough.

🕷- You NEVER tell him to slow down.

🕷- “Faster!!!“

🕷- Now that he’s got super strength he can put you in an inescapable headlock, he doesn’t do it too tight but he holds you there until you tap out.

🕷- He takes you to the coolest spots with the best views.

🕷- You regularly cover for him.

🕷- “We were at Jamba Juice the whole time officer I swear.”

🕷- Miles side eyes you knowing damn well he was no where NEAR a Jamba Juice.

🕷- ’Thanks’ he’d mouth.

🕷- You and Petter B will get along like a house on fire.

🕷- While Miles is extremely unimpressed by him, you don’t seem to care about any pre-existing expectations one might have when you think of the guy behind the mask of Spider-Man, your cracking jokes and feeding your pet rat a couple of French fries while the three of you sit in the diner, planning your next moves carefully.

🕷- Peter B can tell you’re a good kid. He’s at an age where a lot of your batshit tendencies don’t really faze him as long as your not hurting yourself.

🕷- Speaking of which.

🕷- When him and Miles get the chance to talk alone he warns him that he needs to be careful.

🕷- He tells him that normal relationships aren’t possible anymore. And stresses to him what a life like this can mean for your loved ones. especially since you found out his secret. This line of work isn’t just dangerous for Miles, but for you as well.

🕷- Miles is a little shaken after the conversation, no matter how gently Peter tries to put it. But what he’s implying is clear. He tries to shake it off and enjoy the time you both spend together. He won’t admit to himself that Peter is right just yet.

🕷- It’s just so easy to tell you everything and rely on you.

🕷- There will be a moment sometime in the future when reality sets in, but for now Miles makes the same mistake every Spider-Man does.

🕷- He has a best friend. :(

🕷- On the other hand, Peter comes to the staggering realisation that your actually extremely prone to accidents and danger all on your own. And he appropriately does a complete 180 from ‘casually distant bum-uncle' to ‘I am your dad now’.

🕷- It’s Nothing personal, kid. now stop trying to get in the middle of fights with dangerous criminals and let the adult— or at least the guys with super strength, stamina, speed and resilience— handle it.

🕷- He demands you stay out of the crossfire, but, to no one’s surprise you don’t listen.

🕷- You’re willing to throw yourself in front of Miles to shield him from anything, much to your best friends terror.

🕷- You hold your own surprisingly well against opponents that would be considered reasonable threats otherwise. You’re resourceful, grabbing anything and everything you can get your hands on. you get a terrifying look in your eye.

🕷- No matter how impressed Peter is, He will slingshot you around with his web-shooters to propel you out of the way of oncoming attacks. He will do this for both of you, but feels the need to do it less for Miles. He knows he can take what’s on the other end of the punch. But No matter how untouchable you make yourself out to be, you can’t.

🕷- “Do I want kids?”

🕷- He takes you on as his responsibility just as much as he does Miles.

🕷- Spider-Gwen also looks out for you in battle.

🕷- She’s more laid back, and even a little suave about it too.

🕷- She secretly wishes she had someone like you in her universe. What she wouldn’t give to decompress with you after a long day of patrolling New York.

🕷- She’s actually the most normal about you having a pet rat. You know, the one you grabbed out of a garbage can in a subway station. Yeah, That rat.

🕷- Miles watches you both get along like a house on fire and just quietly falls behind you both since he’s not sure what to do or say.

🕷- He’s so awkward, poor guy.

🕷- Your tendency to go off for days at a time ignites everyone’s curiosity. it’s a concerning habit, and Gwen even endeavours to follow you to see where you disappear to so often.

🕷- She’s unsuccessful.

🕷- It's never said out loud, but when she’s facing the one-way ticket home she finds herself wanting to stay just a bit longer. Not just for Miles, but for you to… She wonders what you’ll get up to while she’s gone.

🕷- …

🕷- Peter Porker vibes with you so hard.

🕷- no wait don’t scroll away wait

🕷- he WILL gift you the freakishly large cartoon mallet. Sorry, but miles didn’t appreciate it for what it was.

🕷- He would be cracking jokes and doing bits with you through out the whole goddamn movie.

🕷- Miles can usually let you do your own thing without sparing a second glance, but the looney tunes laws of physics that Porker exhibits WILL rub off on you at least a little.

🕷- It’s contagious. And when you start flattening eachother into to perfect discs it freaks everyone out a little.

🕷- He’s got enough to worry about in the plot,,, Damn,,

🕷- Spider Noir teaches you how to throw a good punch

🕷- in exchange you let him mess with your phone as much as he wants

🕷- "how the hell do you work this thing?"

🕷- He likes you, he thinks you got a lot of guts.

🕷- You were actually the one to design Miles’ suit. He took inspiration from one of your drawings in your school notebook.

🕷- You've always believed in him, and that made him believe in himself too.

[bombshellsandbluebells]

Psych is SO good at creating memorable, fun minor characters for single episodes that it's such a shame it's a classic network cable show that rarely brings back minor guest stars (and even those that DO return only really return for a handful of episodes overall)

Ewan is iconic and his chemistry with Shawn and Gus is so fun I'm dying to see more spy shenanigans with him and dying to know more about his relationship with Juliet

Gus's college friends are absolutely hilarious and their dynamic with Gus is so much fun as well as their growing friendship with Shawn and it's truly a shame we only saw them twice

Shawn and Gus's old high school friend Dennis??? THE Freddy Prince Jr? Alien conspiracy nerd who has not grown out of his alien obsession one bit despite growing up to be stereotypically attractive? iconic and I can't believe he's only in one episode

Adam Hornstock??? Only one episode of Adam Hornstock?? (remake doesn't count) you're telling me that despite how many times Shawn ends up in legal trouble he is never calling up his buddy to get him out of it?

Abigail Lytar? An angel and a joy literally anytime she's on screen, who has such great chemistry with Shawn and Gus and Henry, and somehow despite being Shawn's girlfriend for a full year appears in like....what, five? six? episodes overall? (would have killed for a Gus/Abigail team up episode. like Abigail needs someone to help volunteer for something or other at the school and all the parents have pulled out for whatever reason and Gus insists he's an expert at whatever topic they're talking about so to win an argument with Shawn he agrees to it then can't back out. Cue scenes of Gus learning how to handle kids and making several comments that's it's just like handling Shawn. also cue a murder happening at the school or on the field trip or whatever it is and Gus having to solve it. frequent cutting to Shawn being bored out of his mind without Gus or Abigail there)

That one Wiccan or witch lady that was SERIOUSLY crushing on Gus. Who also had a brother convinced he was a werewolf and girl just BELIEVED him. Would have paid extra for an arc where Gus and her start dating after that episode and Gus is pulling his classic "getting way outside his comfort zone and being someone he's not for a woman" thing. (the cutest thing is I think she would have liked him just as is.) She encourages AAAALLLLL his fears about ghosts, vampires, curses, etc. etc. Gus spends an entire episode convinced he got Cursed by the Jamba Juice truck guy because he didn't tip

Father Wesley. Not a character on paper that should be as fun as he is, but the actor playing him just has such fantastic chemistry with both Shawn and Gus. (And he's absolutely hilarious in the Dual Spires episode. Definitely has the best line of the episode)

like Psych is so good at writing fun compelling characters with their own little unique character traits that I end up falling in love with characters only meant to be plot relevant to the episode

[xoxoladyaz]

I'm Gonna Getcha Good

(Female Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson, Canon Divergence, Originally published on AO3)

A/N: I'm hoping to have updates for the Paramedic series and the final installment of "It Hits Different" up this weekend, but until then, enjoy part one of my series in which Stevie Harrington is just as obsessed with Eddie as he is with her!

“This is getting really sad, Harrington.”

Robin’s voice snaps Stevie out of her stupor, causing her to drop her ice cream scooper on the ground for the third time that day. Shit.

“I mean, seriously, Eddie Munson?”

“I know,” she groans, sparing one last look out into the food court. Eddie didn’t come to Starcourt all that often, but he usually parked himself next to the Jamba Juice with his friends when he did, which meant that Stephanie got to ogle him for the approximate fifteen minutes it took for him to slurp down his smoothie.

“Like, if there’s anyone out there who hates your guts more than me, it’s him,” Robin continues, disbelief coloring her words.

Stevie shut her eyes and exhaled sharply. It’s fine. She’s fine. “I know, Robin.”

“I mean, even if he was into preps, your friends made his life a living hell.” While Stevie normally enjoys listening to whatever Robin feels like rambling about – even though Robin has made it clear that she’s definitely not Stevie’s number one fan – she really, really doesn’t want to have to listen to this. “I’m just saying, maybe you should aim lower. I think Jim the janitor is looking for wife number three.”

Stevie slams her now dirty ice cream scooper into the wash bucket behind the counter with more force than she probably needed to use. Whatever, it shuts Buckley up, and when Stevie declares that she’s going to take the trash out, she doesn’t argue.

By the time Stevie is back in from her errands, Eddie and his friends are long gone.

/////

“Here.”

Stevie glances up from her packed lunch – leftover pizza for the second day in the row because she hasn’t had the energy to cook anything recently and just keeps ordering takeout – to see a sheepish looking Robin Buckley sliding a cup of USS Butterscotch across the small break table towards her.

“What is this?”

“It’s a genuine ‘I’m-sorry-for-being-a-bitch’ sundae.” Robin settles into the chair across from her, still looking a little peaky. “I, uh, definitely went a bit too far yesterday, and I made you upset and I get it, I mean, I’d be upset if someone made fun of me for who I like, and I didn’t know that you really liked him but I should have known because every time he shows up you get these big puppy dog eyes and - ”

“Robin, Robin, stop!” Stevie drops her pizza and holds up her hands. Robin cuts off and flushes bright red. “It’s okay. Really. Besides, if there’s anyone who deserves it, it’s me.”

“I don’t know, Harrington,” Robin replies slowly, and there’s a glimmer in her eyes that Stevie hasn’t seen before. “You keep doing things that sort of blow my mind. I think I might even be starting to like you.”

Stevie can’t help herself from smiling, nor can she stop the snort that leaves her throat. “Are you sure you’re feeling okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?”

“Ha ha, you’re hilarious.” Robin rolls her eyes, but she offers her a small smile in return. “Seriously though, Eddie Munson? Like, have you ever even talked to him?”

“Honestly,” Stevie reaches for her sundae and starts digging in, “I didn’t really notice him until after I graduated.”

“Really?” Robin scoffs. “He’s kind of hard to miss.”

Stevie shrugs. “I don’t know, I didn’t really care about anyone outside of Tommy and Carol when I was friends with them, and then after Barb died I felt like I was barely able to care about myself.”

Robin doesn’t say anything, so Stevie pulls her gaze away from her quickly diminishing sundae and towards her coworker. “What?”

“Are you, I don’t know, are you okay?”

Stevie feels herself relax which, huh, she didn’t even know she was tense. “I think so. Graduating helped. Finally getting away from Tommy and Carol and Billy Hargrove helped. Deciding to go to cosmetology school helped. And the kids - ” Stevie breaks off with a fond laugh, “the kids help a lot too.”

“Huh.” Robin is still just sort of looking at her, and that glimmer in her eyes is brighter. “Well, I’m jealous you got out of there. I still have a year left.”

“Ehh, you’ll have a better senior year than I did,” Stevie shrugs again.

“Seeing as Billy Hargrove isn’t obsessed with me, yeah, you’re probably right.”

“Just break a plate on his head, that’ll fix that.”

Now Robin’s eyes are so wide, they’re practically popping out of her head. “What?!”

Stevie bursts into laughter and yeah, Stevie thinks she’s starting to like Robin Buckley.

/////

“I still don’t get it.”

It’s been nine days since Stevie’s last Eddie Munson sighting and eight days since Robin and Stevie made up over some USS Butterscotch, and this time when Eddie and his friends sprawl around their usual table, Robin joins Stevie in her watching.

“Did you have some sort of awakening after watching The Breakfast Club or something?”

Stevie frowns, but she doesn’t pull her eyes away from Eddie. “What breakfast club?”

“You haven’t seen – no, you know what, I’m not going to let you change the subject this time. Why Eddie Munson?”

Eddie throws his head back, laughing wildly, and Stevie is suddenly wildly jealous that she’s not the one sitting at the table making him laugh.

“Stevie. Dingus.” Robin jabs her in the side and Stevie hisses but it’s a success, she’s paying attention to Robin now. “Why. Eddie. Munson.”

“I just – I don’t know,” Stevie sighs, rubbing her now sore ribcage, thank you Robin Buckley. “He just so alive and outgoing and real. And I dunno, I think it’s kind of sweet that he adopts all the weird loner kids at school, and I like his curly hair and his leather jacket - ”

“Stevie.”

“ – and that weird jean jacket vest thing that he always wears, and the rings on his hands, and his hands, his hands are huge and did you know that he can play the guitar because apparently he can play the guitar, I saw his friend putting up a sign for some band that he’s in - ”

“Stevie.”

“ – and he has such pretty eyes and a gorgeous smile and God his arms, have you seen his arms when he rolls his sleeves up - ”

“STEVIE.”

“ – and I want to drink smoothies with him and go to the movies with him and make out in his crappy van with him and then take him home and tie him to my - ”

“STEVIE!” Robin shrieks, smacking her hand across Stevie’s mouth, and it’s loud enough to draw the attention of the sophomores passing by the shop. Robin waves along with her other hand, and they shoot the pair weird looks, but they move past.

“First of all,” Robin finally says as she drops her hands from Stevie’s mouth, “never talk to me about the disgusting sex you want to have with Eddie Munson ever again, I will have literal nightmares about what you told me.”

“But - ”

“NIGHTMARES, Harrington! And second of all, Christ, I knew you had it bad, but I didn’t know you had it that bad.”

Stevie can feel herself blushing bright, bright red. “No I don’t.”

Robin just blinks at her. “Oh, really?”

“Really.”

“So you’d be able to talk to him like a normal person then?”

Stevie nods even though on the inside she is screaming NO NOPE NO WAY ABSOLUTELY NOT.

“Great, because he’s coming in here.”

Apparently her flight instincts don’t kick in when fighting interdimensional monsters, but they do kick in when Eddie Munson is within talking distance, because she’s dropping onto the floor and crawling underneath the counter before she can realize that’s precisely what she’s doing.

“Uh huh. Totally normal.” Stevie glances up at Robin and yep, Robin looks about as unimpressed as her tone. “I lied, by the way. He and his friends just left the food court.”

“Blergh.” Stevie knocks her head back against the counter and sighs. Robin shows her mercy, though, and lets her sit there and recover for five minutes until the kids come charging in, wanting Stevie to let them sneak into another movie which she does because she’s a pushover. Worrying about the kids is enough to get Eddie Munson off her mind, at least for now.

/////

If cosmetology school doesn’t end up working out, maybe Stevie should join the secret service or something because hey, she’s really good at surviving Russian torture. She can almost imagine the look on her father’s face if she added that to the resumé he continuously tailors on her behalf. Suck it, Dad.

(She might be a little high still.)

“I’d be a great secret agent,” she tells Robin, although Robin is still puking her guts up in the toilet next to her and probably isn’t listening. “Like James Bond. And Henderson could be Q!”

“Ugh,” Robin finally moans, “how do you know James Bond characters well enough to name them?”

“Uh, because my dad is obsessed with the movies, they’re, like, the only thing he watches when he’s home.”

“That sounds awful.”

“Ehh, Sean Connery is sort of hot. I like his accent.”

Robin makes a fake retching sound. “That is the worst thing you’ve ever said, ever.”

“Oh come on, are you telling me Connery doesn’t do it for you at least a little bit?”

“First of all,” Robin snorts, “he’s old enough to be my father, and second of all no, he doesn’t do it for me. I’m more of a Honey Ryder girl,” Robin sighs out, and then she falls quiet, too quiet.

Oh.

Oh.

“Well,” Stevie starts slowly, because she only has one shot at this, “your opinion is definitely wrong, because Solitaire is obviously the better choice.”

Robin sputters, and then she’s laughing, and Stevie tucks and rolls underneath the stall until she’s sitting across from Robin, and then they’re both laughing.

“Are you seriously arguing with the lesbian, dingus? Honey Ryder in that bikini is so fucking hot!”

“Uh, yeah, but she’s no Jane fucking Seymour, Robin!”

/////

Russian torture definitely sucks, but Stevie emerges on the other side with Robin Buckley as a best friend, and for Robin? She’d be tortured by a million Russians.

She’s really glad Robin is there in the aftermath. She’s a good distraction, goading Stevie into more arguments about James Bond and Bond girls and other movies when they finally run out of Bond films to talk about, and having Robin’s voice fill up the silence helps, especially on those nights when she can’t fall asleep without seeing Billy Hargrove’s corpse, or seeing the look on El’s face when she finds out that the chief isn’t coming back this time.

She doesn’t miss the mall. She doesn’t miss Scoops and its shitty customers and its even shittier uniform. She doesn’t miss Robin, because they’re working at Family Video together every day now. But in those moments where she lets herself not feel guilty for missing anything at the mall – which are few and far between, because everything has been tainted by Russians and by death – she lets herself miss the time she spent watching Eddie Munson from afar.

But then one day, Dustin Henderson walks into Family Video wearing a familiar baseball-styled tee, emblazoned with a large demon, and suddenly her days of watching Eddie Munson from afar are back, and it’s all going to be totally fine.

/////

It is not totally fine.

It is not totally fine, because now that Dustin and Mike and Lucas are in Eddie’s little club, they will not stop talking about it. More specifically, they will not stop talking about Eddie, and how cool he is, and how awesome his hair is, and did you know he’s in a band and he can play the guitar, Stevie, why don’t you play the guitarand he listens to metal music and it’s the coolest shit ever, stop telling me not to swear Stevie, you’re not my mom and Eddie’s really smart, actually, he’s just too smart for the school system and Eddie just wrote the most incredible campaign Stevie, you should have been there, and Stevie is about three seconds away from pulling her perfectly coiffed hair out of her head.

“Is this revenge?” Stevie moans, her face buried in the pile of recent returns.

“Yes, and it is so, so sweet,” Robin sings happily from behind her.

“ – was actually a lich the entire time – are you even listening?” Henderson’s outraged voice squawks from across the counter. Stevie sighs and forces herself to look over at him.

“Yeah, yeah, something about a barhop – ”

“Barkeep - ”

“ – and it turns out he was a witch the whole time?”

“ – a lich, Stevie, a lich – God, why am I even trying? Eddie was right, he said you’d never be able to appreciate the intricate world of D&D!”

Stevie feels herself gape at Dustin, because not only is apparently Dustin Henderson talking with Eddie about her, Eddie apparently doesn’t think she can appreciate D&D? Which, he’s not totally wrong, there are a lot of rules and things she doesn’t understand and she’s really bad at words, which Robin says is because she’s dyslexic, but she does actually try to understand what Dustin is talking about. It just – it makes her stomach feel icky, knowing that whatever Eddie said probably isn’t as nice as what Dustin said, and Dustin is rarely nice when he’s in one of his moods.

Robin, bless her, is apparently offended on Stevie’s behalf, and so she steps up to the plate when it becomes clear that Stevie is speechless. “Please tell Munson that he can judge other people’s capacity for decoding nonsense when he’s going to school full time and has an actual job.”

“And migraines,” Stevie adds in. “Lots of migraines.”

Dustin, at least, manages to look a little sheepish. “Sorry, Stevie. It’s just really exciting to be in Hellfire right now!”

“I know.” Stevie manages her best fond smile, even though she still feels unsettled on the inside. “I’m really happy for you, Henderson. So, how did you fight the lich?”

/////

The thing with Dustin Henderson is if you give him an inch, he’ll take forty-thousand miles, so now Stevie is treated to an hour-long play by play after every single Hellfire session wherein Dustin praises Eddie’s genius and how hard and intense the game is and you should really give it a chance, Stevie.

“Henderson,” Stevie finally cuts him off one Saturday morning. He’s cornered her behind the counter at Family Video after instructing Mike and Lucas to pick a good movie for once in their goddamn lives. Robin abandoned her to trail after the boys (traitor), and after twenty minutes of Dustin talking about the wondrous biology of acid frogs, Stevie’s patience is wearing thin. “I love you. You’re the son I never had.”

“You’re nineteen.”

“Exactly,” she nods, “the son I never had. But if I hear another word about the many uses of an acid toad’s bowel movements - ”

“Acid frog Stevie, weren’t you listening?!”

“ – I am going to lose my mind,” Stevie finishes calmly. (Much more calmly than the situation warranted, in her opinion.)

“This is important information, Stevie!”

“Dustin, how is this possibly important information?”

The bell above the door rings, signaling a customer has entered, but Robin greets them before Stevie gets a chance to. (Not that Dustin would give her the chance to, judging by how furrowed his brow is. He only gets that annoyed little squiggle in the center of his forehead when he’s about to launch into his most passionate speeches.)

“Because these are important things to know, Stevie!”

“Okay, Dustin, I hate to break it to you, but acid frogs aren’t real.”

Dustin snorts. “That’s not true, actually, the acid frogs of Eastern Australia are an endangered species - ”

“You know that’s not what I mean, Dustin!” Stevie throws her hands up in the air. “Your fantasy acid frogs aren’t real.”

“Don’t waste your breath, Henderson,” a nice voice speaks from behind Dustin. Dustin grins at the sound and turns to face the speaker. Stevie, meanwhile, freezes in place, a shiver running up her spine. “Such truths are wasted on the unenlightened.”

Eddie Munson strolls up to the counter, dropping his hand on Dustin’s shoulder and shooting her an icy smirk. “Well, well. If it isn’t the former Queen of Hawkins High. How does it feel to be one of the common folk, your majesty?”

A pair of snorts (coming from a pair of boys in matching Hellfire shirts whose names she can’t recall) trail Eddie’s proclamation, followed by Mike’s laughter from the back of the store. Dustin, the traitor, just shoots Stevie a smug grin.

(And look, she’s not panicking, okay? She’s not. It’s just that this is the first time that she’s ever talked to Eddie Munson, at least in recent memory, and it’s already off to kind of a bad start, and honestly he’s being kind of an asshole right now but ugh she still likes him and wants this to go well, why does she care so much about wanting this to go well?

Breathe, breaths, in, out. Robin rounds the corner and shoots her a worried look, but Stevie just shakes her head. She’s turned worse situations around. She can do this.)

“I don’t think there’s anything common about you, Munson,” Stevie replies, shifting her weight forward onto her right foot so now she’s leaning forward. “But I’m doing pretty well today. Or I was, until someone,” she glances quickly at Dustin before looking back at Eddie, “decided to spend fifteen minutes teaching me the seven best uses for acid frog excrement.”

“It was disgusting,” Robin chimes in as she joins Stevie behind the counter. “And also a little bit concerning, if I’m being totally honest. Like, that’s a lot of time to spend thinking about fake frog turds.”

Eddie blinks at them once, twice, before the smirk falls off his face and he collapses forward with a groan, removing his hand from Dustin’s shoulder so he can drop his head into it instead. “Really, Henderson? Has our kind not suffered enough?”

Dustin huffs out a breath. “It’s important information!”

“And I’m truly honored that you want to share it with me. I am,” Stevie cuts him off before he can continue. “I love our mother-son bonding time.”

“I’m not your son.”

“But I think I’ll go to your father if I have any questions about DND in the future, okay?” Stevie finishes, and she can barely stop herself from grinning, especially when she starts to hear Robin choke behind her.

Dustin just looks confused now. “My father?”

“Yep.” Stevie lets herself grin now and returns her gaze to Eddie Munson, who’s looking over at her now with a confused expression on his face. “Which reminds me, what’s the difference between wizards and sorcerers again? I can never keep it straight.”

Eddie drops his hand and gapes at her. Like, his jaw is practically on the ground. He backs up, away from the store counter and spins around once to look behind him (at his friends, who are also looking equally confused) before turning back around. “I’m sorry, are you – me?”

Stevie shifts closer to him, resting her chin on her hand so she’s gazing up at him. “I don’t see any other dungeon masters around here, do you?”

“What is happening right now,” Dustin murmurs out, and it’s not quite a question or a statement.

“Go play with your friends, Henderson, Mommy and Daddy are talking.”

“I – Mommy and Daddy?!” And now Henderson is shrieking, and Mike is poking his head out from behind the stacks to shoot them a glare, and Robin is trying really hard to cover up her laugh with her cough, and Eddie? Eddie is flushed bright red and just staring at her.

“So, yeah, wizards and sorcerers. I know there’s a difference, I can just never keep them straight. And since Dustin says you know the most about DND out of anyone, I might as well take lessons from the best, huh?”

“Oh my God. Oh my GOD!” Dustin is practically shrieking, and then Robin’s running around the counter and pulling him towards Mike and Lucas, ignoring his protesting.

“I – you – what? What?!” Now it’s Eddie’s turn to squawk.

“Also, I’m really glad you came in today. I mean, it probably was for a movie because, you know, Family Video,” Stevie waves her free hand around, “but I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this to come up.”

“An opportunity for what?” Eddie parrots back slowly.

“To flirt with you, obviously.”

“Obviously – obviously? Obviously?!”

“Yeah, obviously. I didn’t get a chance at the mall because you never came into Scoops,” and okay, she wasn’t planning on laying it all out on the line here, but Eddie’s looking increasingly like he’s two seconds away from running and she’d really prefer it if he at least believed her when he ran away, “which was annoying because our ice cream was way better than Jamba Juice anyways - ”

“What?”

“ – and the kids have been talking about you non-stop for the last three months, and it really means a lot that you took them under your wing, and, I mean, I already thought you were hot - ”

“WHAT?!”

“ – and judging by the handcuffs on your belt, I think it’s safe to say we have things in common outside of the kids. And I might not be like naturally interested in DND or whatever, but I’d let you be my dungeon master anytime,” she finishes with a wink and yep, she broke him. He’s frozen and flushed she really, really wants to see just how far down that blush goes.

The taller of his friends – Jeff, that’s his name – walks forward and grabs Eddie’s arm. “This isn’t some sort of joke, right?”

“Nope!” Robin calls out before sliding to a stop in front of the counter. “She’s been crushing on him for months. It’s honestly been sort of pathetic.”

“Gee, thanks Robin,” Stevie rolls her eyes. Reaching for a nearby receipt, Stevie grabs a pen and quickly scribbles her number on the back. “Here’s my number. I’m home most nights after seven and I have every other weekend free. Make sure he calls me if he’s interested,” she finishes up with a click of her pen, and then she’s passing the phone number to Jeff.

Jeff smiles at her, a small, shy sort of smile. “I will. C’mon, Munson. Let’s go before your face freezes that way."

He grabs hold of Eddie with his free hand – Eddie, who’s still flushed and staring at her – and he motions for their other friend to grab his other arm, and with that, the trio of Hellfire boys leave Family Video.

“That was the worst thing I’ve ever heard,” Mike announces as soon as the door shuts, approaching the counter with a sour look on his face.

“I didn’t know you had game like that, Stevie!” Lucas crows, laughing at the sour look on Mike’s face. Dustin, on the other hand? Dustin looks as shellshocked as Eddie did.

“You – you’re into Eddie?”

“That’s an understatement,” Robin snorts. “Seriously, though, that was intense. I thought you were going to flirt with him, not kill him.”

“What?” Stevie shoots back defensively. “He wasn’t getting that I was serious and I wanted to make sure he knew that.”

“Don’t worry, we all know it,” Mike gags, and it’s enough to set Lucas off into giggles again.

“You’re into Eddie,” Dustin repeats, and then all of a sudden he’s beaming. “You like Eddie! This is PERFECT!”

“Oh, no, no, no! Dustin!” Mike groans, but Dustin is already running out the door.

“Don’t worry, Stevie! We’ll make sure true love prevails!”

“God, do we have to?” Mike whines again, but he dutifully follows Dustin out the door. Lucas shoots Stevie another wink and laughs before following suit, and then it’s just Robin and Stevie in an otherwise empty Family Video.

“That was probably a bit much.”

“Nah,” Robin shakes her head with a laugh. “It would take a lot for anyone to be ‘too much’ for Eddie Munson. He’s into you, dingus.”

“You think so?”

Robin knocks her head against Stevie’s. “I bet you five bucks he asks you out by next Saturday.”

“You’re on.”

/////

Three days later, Eddie Munson leaves Family Video with a wide grin on his face, and Stevie is too busy dancing around in excitement to feel too badly about her five dollars that are making a new home in Robin’s wallet.

[kickthecan-revolution]

Round 4 +7d

Pacifica is about a 15m drive from my house. I joined a Facebook group called Pacifica whale spotting a huge pod of humpbacks have been fishing anchovies right off the beach and the pier, it was surrounded. I dragged myself there this morning and was not disappointed, at least seven massive whales were playing and eating. Standing there amongst the fishermen (who were also having a great day due to all of the anchovies in the water), I cried for just being able to see it.

Then went to Trader Joe’s for salads. Then Panda Express next door for fried rice. Then Jamba Juice for smoothie. Drank the smoothie in the car but when I got home, the salad and rice burned my mouth. I’m hungry but it’s just hard to eat, my mind wants to but my body does not agree.

I have this gross skin infection right under my bra line. I’m tired of drinking so much water. I’m so tired of all of it. This round is brutal, it’s not getting easier like the other ones. I just keep telling myself that in 33 days, I’ll be sitting in that chair for the last time. My niece’s baby shower is three days after the last infusion and if this is an indicator, I don’t know if I’ll be able to go but I bought a ticket anyway because fuck this.

After this is done, I want to go to Vegas. I want to wear a cute dress, eat my weight in buffets, dance, listen to music and then sleep all day by a pool drinking cocktails.

[couchcandy]

Psych x Community ??

I love psych and i love community so this vague concept of them existing in the same universe has been floating around in my head. 

The key connecting factor being the references to Shawn/Britta’s similarly eclectic off-screen pasts. They're close in age so I'm like okay - it would totally be possible for them to have known eachother/dated/whatever at some point before. 

psych aired from 2006 - 2014; Shawn born 1977

community aired from 2009 -2014; Britta born 1980

(Take these two quotes just as an example but it's referenced casually throughout both shows)

Britta’s Dad: I mean, every time we get too close, you run off. We sent you a birthday card to your apartment in New York, and the next week you’re setting fire to a Jamba Juice in San Jose.

Britta: How long is that gonna stick with me?

Britta’s Mom: Until arson is legal, sweetie.

Gus: Shawn, you’ve had fifty-seven jobs since we left high school.

Shawn: Yes I have. And they were all fun. But this one takes the cake.

Gus: Oh yeah? Better than the acupuncture clinic?

Shawn: I didn’t realize experience was necessary.

Gus: What about the summer you spent driving the weiner mobile?

Shawn: I did that for the hot dogs.

I think they fit somewhere in the ballpark of each other's types, both sluts(affectionate) and it makes sense for them to have crossed paths at some point during Britta's “anhercists” days. 

So that establishes a link between the groups, but what would it be like if they interacted? Take the arbitrary scenario; Shawn and Gus have gotten themselves and by extension the SBPD into another whacky shenanigan somehow who cares how i'm not writing this

I imagine initially everyone in the study group has a more or less positive impression of Shawn because he's charming, (with the notable exception of…you got it! Jeff)

JEFF

In typical jeff fashion is immediately threatened by Shawn because he has to be the coolestmostlikeabledude™ in the room at all times while simultaneously has to act like he doesn't care so he's quietly seething and - hey what's this new dude doing here making all my friends laugh that's my job! i must now make it my life's mission to prove this guys a fraud and reclaim my status no matter how much a fool i make of myself in the process (a la: advanced documentary filmmaking)

BRITTA

Normal standard “hey old friend” situation, remember when we *insane thing involving multiple felonies and property destruction* haha anyway let me introduce you to my friends - 

ANNIE

immediate skepticism that Shawn is able to sidestep pretty quickly by being charming/flirty (NOT in a gross way *hisses at the jeffannie shippers*) Her reaction being like when the dean “swaps bodies with jeff” or after abed’s don draper impression.

ABED

Knows Shawn isn't really psychic but goes along with it/doesn’t point out that Shawn’s hyper observant because he's invested in watching the psychic/cop show formula play out. He would! and I would too!

(quote from 5x03 Basic Intergluteal Numismatics):

Abed Nadir: [Pretending to read the crime scenes as a psychic] I see a man... using a social disorder as a procedural device. Wait, wait, wait, I see another man. Mildly autistic super detectives everywhere.

TROY

Obligatory: “you’re wrinkling my brain right now” and just general fascination, awe, and wonderment. Asks Shawn to tell him his future

SHIRLEY

Immediate judgment on Shawn's practices not being christian enough for her standards, but easily swayed to liking him once he picks up on something and comments on her ex husband being an idiot to lose her or something

PEIRCE

Does his peirce thing and tries to seem impressive and fails, something level five laser lotus blah blah - u get it thats enough on him 

THE DEAN

Is facilitating the psych crew being there because it might bring in good press for greendale and he def does the hand on shoulder thing when he meets him you know the one - omg and totally is into Lassiter furrowed brows “im packing heat” Carlton, please. – lassie is Not Amused™ 

CHANG

This depends on what point in community canon this interaction takes place because season 1 chang would prob be normal(for him), but like season 5 Chang would do/say something so insane and so chang that i can't even come up with it

As for our psych guys, Gus points out how weird and fucked up and bizarre Greendale is meanwhile Shawn is LIVING for it - signs them up for the Dean’s PA announcements class, and “Gus! buddy! I hope you don't mind. I used your credit card to sign us up for The History of Ice Cream. Come on, it starts in 20 minutes ! :D” Gus: “Shawn! >:0”

Lassie would just nonstop point out all the health and safety violations- he doesn't want to be here- calls a lot of people hippies, generally grumpy demeanor and we love him for it.

Starburns terribly hits on Jules - gets rejected, proceeds to try and sell her drugs - gets arrested.

[jocelynkuo21]

Day 20 - May 5, 2024

Hiii I am so tired right now. I got 6 hours of sleep last night because I got up at 8:30 am to get back to school. The lack of sleep this week is catching up to me. On the way, I got Jamba Juice’s white gummi smoothie, which was really good. I got back to school and worked on some emails. Afterwards, I met up with some of my friends to go to Santa Monica. I picked up a ton of trash and took some pictures there. On the way back, we got delicious tacos from a store on the street. The carne asada taco was heavenly. After I got back, we went to Rendezvous west and I got some boba. I did some work until dinner at B-plate, where I had Cinco de Mayo themed food. I am back now in my dorm and planning to meet up again in a bit. Today is a 6/10 because of how tired I am.

[10:08 pm]

[sentimentalslut]

Hello! Just a quick question: how did you realise you want to be an attorney (not a law enthusiast or someone interested in pursuing it as a profession, simply a senior in highschool who is a little lost in life)?

hi! first of all — it’s normal to not know what you want to do at your age. your life is gonna take a ton of twists and turns and you’ll look back on this time in the future and be so glad you didn’t have everything figured out.

the short answer is that I realized I actually wanted to be an attorney uh. my third year of law school.

the long answer is this:

i went into college wanting to be a doctor. i was a biology major for the first two years of undergrad. i transferred schools after freshman year. i changed from pre-med to pre-nursing. i failed chemistry three times. my third year of undergrad i changed to a Spanish degree because it was the only thing i had enough credits in to still graduate in four years. i knew i’d probably wind up a teacher, which i wasn’t crazy about, but it was a job, and id be helping people — which was why i wanted to be a doctor in the first place. i took the lsat Junior year at my mothers insistence. “just in case”.

my junior year of college I worked as an assistant manager at a Jamba Juice. it blew — i’d get in at 5 to open the store at 6, then work until my class at noon. on my early morning commute id listen to the news. at the time, the stories about ICE’s family separation policy were just coming out. i was horrified. I wanted to do something.

i took a job as an assistant at an immigration law firm that summer. it was a lot of translation and research at minimum wage. but i got to watch my boss work. and her work was incredible. her clients were incredible. i wanted to be like her. to help people.

i worked my ass off to pull up my grades. i got into law school. i went right after undergrad.

one semester in, i called my father sobbing. i knew it wasn’t right for me. for the first time in my life i felt stupid. there was no way i’d make it through three years of this shit. and even if I somehow managed to graduate, i was going to be a terrible lawyer.

my dad is a doctor. he loves his job. he loves his patients. from what im told, he’s great at what he does.

when I finally managed a coherent sentence, i asked him when he knew that his career was right for him. when he knew he actually wanted to be a doctor. he paused, and then he laughed, and he said, with total sincerity: “my third year of residency.”

for some reason, that made me hang in there. maybe it shouldn’t have. for the first two years of my three year program, I HATED being a lawyer. it was miserable. i hated the people i went to school with, hated the values they had.

i took an internship position the summer after second year at a family law firm, drafting briefs and motions. my third year i worked as a student attorney for the school’s immigration legal aid clinic, representing clients in their deportation proceedings. for the first time, i liked what I was doing. it made sense. it felt right. THAT was when I knew I wanted to be an attorney. when i actually got a chance to do it. not before.

[fieldandfountain]

Stealing Aemond Targaryen’s Parking spot

Aemond Targaryen x strong!midwestern!reader

You are Strong American woman who drives a minivan and loves Jamba Juice

But can you really flit around the Stop n’ Shop center, after stealing Aemond Targaryen’s parking spot, at no cost?

SEQUEL HERE: https://at.tumblr.com/fieldandfountain/aemond-targaryen-is-my-overworked-barista/w0kzs8q7k79i

You think you’re going to kill someone.

Today has been stressful, with the insurance claims piling up, and the congestion on the parkway did not improve your mood. You have road rage, you are pissed off, and you are going to get your goddamn Jamba Juice, come hell or high water.

You pull into the parking lot, and to your fury, it is packed. All the spaces from the Starbucks down to Gold’s Gym are occupied. You turn and hiss as someone honks at you.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it,” you wail, as you make your third round. Nobody is leaving.

Then finally, blessedly, you arrive on a Subaru backing out. You bang on your steering wheel as you see a Mercedes Benz creeping in.

No way. Not on your watch.

You swerve in with remarkable speed. You know you should feel bad, but the adrenaline coursing through your body simply makes you all the more ready for sugar.  

You get Aloha Pineapple with extra strawberries and are happily sipping and walking to your car when one of THEM shows up.

Oh god.

“’’Twas my spot,” Aemond Targaryen says, and he lifts up his jaw to look down on you. He only has one eye, and you don’t want to be a dick about it, but does stare twice as hard with it.

The Targaryens are freaks, but super rich so they can get away with a shocking amount. They’re like a cult, and live in a weird compound and raise pitbulls. You even heard that they fuck each other.

Last year two branches of the family split and had a ‘war’ with flamethrowers until the Fire Marshall and the Park service went apeshit.  Now they just walk around town glaring at each other and trying to drag everyone else into their weird feud.

They also look and talk like Lord of the Rings elves. You think it’s some Renn Fair thing, but the Eileen from Supercuts says the hair is 100% real.

“Sorry, bud,” you say, rolling your eyes as you pass. He bangs his hands on your minivan, pinning you in space. You slurp your juice nervously.

What a freak. Not bad looking though.

His voice is withering. “You think you can flit about the Stop n’ Shop center, after stealing my parking spot, at no cost?”

Fuck, you’re getting kind of turned on.

“You’re going to rue the day your father whelped you on a tavern whore.”

Your dad met your mom when she was working Applebee’s on wings night, so it’s not exactly wrong but not right either.

You shove him backwards, but he snatches your wrist. “My, you are Strong.”

Not this again. Everyone in town knows your stepdad adopted you, and your bio dad is Wayne Strong from Strong HVAC and Plumbing. The dude got around so there are lots of Strong kids in town, but Aemond is absolutely obsessed with them, probably because Wayne hooked up with his sister.

“What’s the matter?” He smirks and you notice his gaze run over your body. He’s unhinged as hell, but you’ve known worse.. “’Are you not strong? ‘Twas only a  compliment.” He hones in closer, and his breathes meets yours. You almost forget what a goddamn dork he is.

You lunge at him, faking him out, and he pulls back. His nostrils flare. “Come at me again, and I’ll feed you to my pit bull.”

You slurp, batting your lashes. “You mean the one ate your nephew?”

He slams his hand against the van, but face goes pale as he stares into the distance, towards the TJ Maxx. “My father says that Targaryen control over their pit bulls is an illusion.”

“No shit,” you say. Those dogs are constantly escaping and pissing everywhere.

The kiss is hot and fast and comes as a surprise, mainly because the Aloha pineapple falls on your sandals and freezes your foot.

“Damnit, Aemond,” you say. “That was $6.”

But you gasp as he nibbles on your neck as a family of five waits patiently in their SUV. You see them sigh, and leave, you know everyone and their mom will hear about this.

“I know with your Strong blood, you must support my sister’s claim.”

Because your dad fucked her? Now you’re just confused.

He grinds against you, your arm pins against the minivan, and his lean form feels good between your legs. “The pit bulls will bring this city to its knees. We can never be together, that much is clear.”

“Okaaay,” you say. His long fingers are sneaking up your tank top, and you don’t want him to stop, but you’re pretty sure that’s your eighth grade social studies teacher staring at you from across the lot.

“But I still intend to claim you, as mine.” His hand is slipping under your bra, and you whine and also worry the cops will show up. He hisses into your ear. “You enrage me. You break me. I will have your innocence.”

A bit late for that, buddy. “Cool,” you say. “Your place or mine?”

[bbarican]

ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ ----- home alone diaries

hi hi hi

had to stay at home today kasi i needed to look after the puppies plus i need to work parin today so here i am just listening to some music before working

ive been feeling really hopeful about this event im organizing for the 18th and yes may halong kaba syempre pero i know for a fact na i got this in the bag for sure; i dont know if its delusion at this point pero i feel really prepared naman talaga to host this event so lets see how everything goes, basta im just really excited for the event itself pero lalo na for the event to finish kasi my office besties and i already planned na we would definitely drink after the event kasi we deserve it and its been too long since we last hung out outside of the office

also im really excited for jamba juice kasi its finally open ulit sa atc! sana nga maka bili yung mom ko cause that was my only request na pasalubong since ayun nga i opted to stay at home today

but yeah, i feel like i should take a shower first and then work so anyway i hope we all have a really lovely day today and i hope we all get to rest before having to conquer another week at work/school

[fromtelly]

after taking a quick rest, sheryl and i met up with nethy who happens to be in manila as well for her school related stuff, we planned to go to BGC to roam around and look for smiski or sonny angels, and for a change we decided to take the bus and mali yung pag intindi namin sa driver so bumaba kami sa maling area, hahaha which is fine so we got to walk to high street.

the air quality that time was kinda bad din, it was so hazy. Haha, tapos ibang pagod yung commute pala sa mnl ayoko na e try ulet 🥹

I finally tried Jamba Juice and I forgot what I bought but it was good, i think it has coconut water and strawberries in it!!! and we had dinner at bonchon, we don't have bonchon in iloilo anymore so that's sad.

I went to muji to buy pens for my brother and for myself, then there was a weekend market going on and we went to check it out. We bought stickers from paperaica shop and nethy bought red velvet cookies from ciento cookies.

Last agenda for the day, we visited Fullybooked! I saw the physical copies of the poppy war trilogy! Roamed around the store to check books that I've read. Haha

We bought smiski! I finally own not one but—three smiskis! oh the joy when I unboxed and pulled three thinking smiskis!!! I can't wait to buy more!!!

to end day 1 of the trip, we booked angkas going back to the condo, because grab was expensive (?!!?) and I have never felt so brave and scared at the same time however It was a fun experience, it's a 5 out of 5! Lol

[izunaposting]

What are ur favourite kitties names?

i got a stress migraine from this so bad i threw up in my lap and sent nii-san into a panic. how can i choose ONE favorite cat?! i love all kitties! every single one. from their pointy ears to the tips of their fluffy tails. and even if they are missing those parts i still love them forever and ever. so because i am benevolent and ever so gracious, i am going to bestow upon you the gift of my entire list and their colorings.

Mister Sprinkles (male tabby, and i raised him since he was a baby and now he's an old man, so he gets first place, also his name must be properly capitalized. he gets this honor)

rocket (female tabby)

lil housefly (male tabby)

prince tangelo (male orange)

lil biscuit (female siamese)

popo (male black cat)

pipi (female black cat) (they're kitty married)

bruce lee (male forest cat)

chiyome (female calico)

chibiko (female tabby)

chibita (male tabby) (they're siblings)

purple (male shorthair)

green (male shorthair)

orange (female shorthair)

orange II (female orange) (no relation)

rice ball (male flamepoint)

celery stick (female flamepoint)

carrot stick (male orange)

burnt cabbage (female black cat)

potato head (male persian) (i TNR'd these five on one trip so they got food names)

don quixote (male bobtail)

turtle (male tabby)

baby mushroom (female tabby, still a kitten)

autumn leaf (female calico)

kamakiri (male tabby)

kingyo (female orange)

valiant warrior (female black cat)

sinister advisor (male shorthair) (they're a bonded pair)

THE TORMENTOR (male russian blue) (all caps necessary. he's fat)

sukiyaki (female calico) (she had the following litter so they got ingredient names)

negi (female black cat)

shiitake (male black cat)

shirataki (female calico)

konnyaku (male orange)

tofu (male orange)

the obelisk (male russian blue) (my oldest male after Mister Sprinkles) (also fat)

nico (female himalayan)

spicy soy sauce (male black cat)

her majesty's stink (female orange) (she stinks!)

gravy tugboat (male tabby) (REALLY fat)

dandan from the garbage can (male... something... he's always so dirty from rustling through the waste bins)

zebulon (male siamese)

dirt (male black cat) (found him in a garden)

okay he is not technically mine EVEN THOUGH I SAW HIM FIRST, TOBIRAMA, but ichirou (male flamepoint) (REALLY original. idiot)

operation cuteness (female ragamuffin)

operation beautiful (female birman)

dentures (or denko for short) (female calico) (she had all of her teeth pulled due to a condition)

tripod (male tabby) (just guess why that's his name. thanks nii-san)

fu manchu 2 (male himalayan) (LONGEST whiskers i've evar seen, and constantly dripping with some form of wet food sauce)

home improvement (male shorthair) (he likes to claw everything. do not engage unless you are me!)

madara junior (male black cat) (obviously) (he looks like if nii-san was a cat)

poophead (female birman) (kagami named her this...)

cyclone (male orange)

vortex (female orange) (no relation, just TNR'd the same day)

jamba juice (female lykoi)

bodhisattva (female calico) (my oldest calico in the crew!)

snail (male tabby) (he has a spiral pattern on him. he's mito's obvious favorite. i wish my cats would stop being traitors to the treacherous senjus!)

sennosuke (male lykoi)

the four elements (female calico)

assorted ambient works (female tabby)

cheese (female shorthair)

crackers (male shorthair) (also kitty married)

stinkmaster (male black cat) (he's actually clean but he's MEAN)

the angel (female siamese) (also mean, but in a judgemental way)

torch (male orange)

flashlight (female orange) (his daughter)

booger sugar (male flamepoint)

the stonemason (male persian) (his favorite spot is a high wall)

the bricklayer (female persian) (they're a bonded pair)

ghost rider (male flamepoint) (my most recent TNR)

lieutenant (male forest cat)

commander (female forest cat)

baby wolf (female lykoi) (another kagami effort...)

nokia (male tabby)

[hobbinch]

I got jamba juice and for some reason my drink tastes ONLY like white grape juice which I'm not a fan of but i also dont want to waste the money/nutrience so I'm making this face after every sip

[remembertheplunge]

January 7, 2018

Was great late night Jamba Juicing with DJ, as he played his I phone farm game, and watching hot Anthony work and marveling at those 20 somethings working Jamba Juice to the late hours. What must that be like?. And, laughing with DJ when they all knew me “Bye Lew”. Me  “Better than being known at a bar.” And encountering Lugo. And him showing me the blood spot one inch by two inches on the back of his hoodie from where he’s been hit with a metal bar  in the back of the head as he pulled out $1 and three cents  …what a cup of coffee cost and then he had to call 911 and he had to have his skin sewn back together and it’s not the first time he’s been attacked, stabbed, shot?, knocked down, cattle prodded and that’s how it is on the street.  When I encountered him he was standing close to the ice rink and he said, almost like he was explaining his presence there, like he was doing something wrong being there “I’m listening to the music.” And, it was frigid cold and I gave him a dollar and he asked what I did over New Years and I told him I took homeless guys to dinner and he asked “Why give me a dollar. Why not take me out to dinner?” And I got him a $5 meal at Taco Bell—which is where I got my 3 crunchy tacos that gave me nightmares and woke me up to write this and I didn’t tell him I was buying him dinner and on return he was gone and homeless are like ghosts—they disappear quickly. And so I drove back to 10th street—located DJ—handed him the $5 meal and soda and he smiled and he said “Really” and  I drove home and I looked for a heavy coat for DJ because his layers weren’t enough. And when I encountered him as I was headed back from “The Greatest Show On Earth”  at the Brendan Theater, I couldn’t get in because the time on the internet was wrong, DJ was sitting on his tan back pack across from the Brendan charging up his phone using an outlet used for wiring to light up the tree he sat by. I texted  I could only find a light  top coat. Recalled that when I met him in March 2017, I gave him my heavy blue coat. Told him the homeless have tapped me out on coats. He texted that he passed on the top coat.  Then he called to tell me that 9 black guys were forming to rob him. I did not invite him home. Home is inviolate. Earlier he showed me the red and purple bruise and his fist where he had hit some guy while he was being soaked in the rain probably the night before (I said no to him staying at my house that night.) He sent a nasty text about 10pm Friday night to me which he told me last night to disregard. He said “I was mad.”

All that after my gym, coffee house, 1967 January and 1974 January Serious XM memory lane experience.

That was Saturday!

End of Entry

[dhampiravidi]

Shadow and Bone S2 E6 Thoughts

So uh, how many of these episodes have I watched today?? 😅

If the Fold’s made of shadow…why is it full of lightning?

Ok, so I already know what happens in the books, but: 1) lol what if Alina got rid of the Fold but made some burning flame wall & turned evil? & 2) I hate myself but when Dominik said “my heart can beat again” my instinct was to make him Nikolai’s boyfriend/king consort

Is it me, or do a lot of this season’s costumes give me some pirate vibes? 🏴‍☠️😌 yo ho!

Baghra really does not give a single fuck ♥️

Aleksander is a murderous dude. But HOLY SHIT HE USED THE CUT LIKE A SITH LORD

Wylan, bb, don’t you think they’d open the door if they could? *sighs* meanwhile, where’s the lady the Crows are stealing from? Getting Jamba Juice?

Wait, so…Alina couldn’t hear a STONE DOOR close & she couldn’t see a 6’ foot tall guy in black standing in her peripheral? 👀 also Baghra’s 1 of the only smart people as usual—

Ah, the Shu woman’s back…and ofc she’s Grisha (I thought she was just a badass fighter). KICK HER ASS, INEJ—or Tolya can stop her heart—or…nvm 😶

Is there a reason why the thief lady is kicking everyone’s ass? I heard the “trace metal” thing, but…does she have an amplifier?? WHY CAN THREE GRISHA NOT BEAT HER?

Didn’t expect that *insert me laughing as Baghra cuts Aleksander’s hand off after she commanded the nichevo’ya bc DAMN that was some unexpected shit* 😂

not me getting teary when Sankta Neyar reveals her husband & who she is 😔 “two worlds make a universe” oof—WAIT. So since Grisha only remain healthy while they keep summoning regularly, does that mean she makes sure to summon a lot? Hmm…

So Aleksander & Inej BOTH decided that hope screws with your head in the SAME EPISODE 👀 welp, so much for Kaz x Inej I guess

& here’s the “let’s have sex bc we never will otherwise” Mal x Alina scene 😒 *sighs* I wish I gave a shit about Mal. I’d actually feel bad for him. Anyway—

tbh that was a cool episode. & now Aleksander has a classy metal hand. Ooh, he’s Anakin Skywalker (my 1st fictional crush 🥰)!

[doublesidedgemini]

10/30

Sitting in the airport waiting to go home! Got here early as fuck. We decided to just check out of the hotel and kill time at the airport. My friend and I split ways pretty much as soon as our Uber dropped off us and honestly, as much as I love my friends, I am so glad to be alone. To sink into my own little bubble, space out into my own little world… I’m grateful for this solitude. I prefer my own company.

I bought myself a book, The Devil House by John Darnielle. I’m going to read a little bit, and I’m pushing myself to start writing again. Hopefully this book will inspire me and I can try to write a little bit too :)

tw: ed, restriction, cal log after the cut!

Of course, I started off my morning with a Celsius berry packet - 10 cals

Grabbed a medium vanilla blue sky with a matcha boost from Jamba Juice at the airport - 285 cals

I’m planning on having one or two cans of tomato juice on the plane (don’t ask — I love drinking tomato juice on planes and apparently this is weird ??) - 60 or 120 cals

I unfortunately have a long ass drive home from the airport, but I am going to indulge in one last vacation treat and get two or three impossible sliders no cheese from White Castle on my way home — 380 or 570 cals

So my total today will end up being somewhere between 785 - 985 cals, minus all the walking I will end up having to do at the airport!

Feels so good to be back at it, actually knowing the cals in my food, being able to log it & write up these silly little posts. I’m bummed about vacation being over but honestly so excited to control my food again that it def makes up for it. I definitely gained weight and bloated in my belly and face especially and I need that to stop immediately lol.

Felt very very unsettled and triggered while on vacation, honestly fuck vacations?! Jk I had a nice time but still. It is just a relief to be able to go back to my eating habits. :)

Anyway hi I’m back sorry for the long post <3