#they will be alienated. they will feel alienated

[syamakrishn]

IF EVIL WHY SO PRETTY. UGHHHH 😣

I HATE YOU ALIEN STAGE FUCK FUCK FUCK

LUKA IF HYUNA DOESN'T END YOU I WILL

[wileys-russo]

Hi , requesting a prompt

With Alexia at her home " have you been always this cuddly ? "

Thank you

wine drunk II a.putellas

you'd let yourself in with your key and gotten comfortable, curled up on your girlfriends sofa with a bowl of popcorn and a drink, tv remote in hand and dressed entirely in alexia's clothes.

you knew she had late meetings and wouldn't be home for awhile but you'd already organised to stay the night since the two of you had spent the last few days apart, with you being in girona visiting family and alexia remaining in barcelona.

the pair of you had only been seeing one another officially for little over four months, drawn together through a mutual friend and introduced at a dinner you were both a little awkward and made up the less outgoing and boisterous end of the table.

none the less you'd gotten talking, obviously knowing who alexia was because you didn't live under a rock and you'd been going to patri's games for a long while now.

but you'd only moved to barcelona this year, much to patri's delight as she quickly drew you into her inner circle determined to keep you here and make you feel as welcomed as possible.

you'd made it through three episodes of a new show you'd been recommended by a coworker when you heard her key in the lock, frowning as a thump and several choice curses sounded on the other side of the door.

you hopped up to your feet and hurried over, flicking the deadbolt and pulling the door open. "mi amor!" alexia lit up at the sight of you, a laugh of surprise leaving your mouth as she charged inside and swept you up into a bear hug.

"hola cari!" you laughed again, arms wrapping around her neck as she twirled and kicked the door closed behind her, placing you carefully back down again.

"woah woah alexia que eres-" you started, grabbing her shoulders as no sooner did your feet touch the floor you were marched backward, squealing as your ass hit the arm of the couch and you fell backward.

"Te eché de menos." your girlfriend promptly crawled on top of you as you barely had time to shuffle back a little more before she hauled herself up and over the arm of the couch, legs dangling off as her head made its home on your chest.

"i missed you too." you chuckled, running hands through her hair and tilting her head back to kiss her forehead. "amor, estás bien?" you asked with a small smile of amusement as she squeezed you tightly, her body settled on top of you quite pleasant like a weighted blanket.

"sí, muy muy muy bien." your girlfriend assured, patting your sides gently and squeezing you again as you gave her an odd look. "have you always been this cuddly? or did an alien replace you while i was gone?" you teased still massaging her scalp and hearing her scoff, head popping up to glare down at you.

you heard her began to chastise you in spanish but now up close you watched her mannerisms and the slight slur to her voice and it all clicked. "dios mío, amor are you drunk?" you laughed, managing to sit up a little more as alexia scoffed again.

"no!" the footballer argued but as she sat back on her knees and swayed slightly you grinned. "you are, you're drunk!" you laughed in shock, alexia blowing a raspberry at you with her tongue and waving you off, only putting another nail in the coffin.

"when you said it was a business dinner i did not realise that meant drinking." you grinned, alexia grumbling something inaudible, pinching your knee and moving off of you and to her feet.

"i am not drunk. ni hablar! i have one, maybe two glass of wine." the midfielder scoffed, but you only grinned more as she stumbled ever so slightly, trying to play it off as if she'd tripped over the carpet, poking at some imaginary hazard with her toe.

"you are a light weight putellas, all it takes for you to be drunk is a glass or two of wine!" you reminded with a snicker, standing and following after her into the kitchen, pulling yourself to sit up on the counter.

"ah!" she clicked her tongue at you, wiggling her fingers for you to hop down as you rolled your eyes and made a face at her.

normally she'd come and pull you down herself to make a point, muttering about her clean counters but she seemed to have more pressing matters to follow up as her head disappeared into the pantry.

"alexia." you gasped as she turned around, packet of chips in hand, another tell tale sign. "cállate." the footballer waved you off, hand digging around in the back as you smirked and shook your head.

"drunk snacking." you tutted at her, grinning as she playfully slapped your knee before knocking your legs apart and moving to stand between them, arms winding around you and her head again resting against your chest.

"so the meetings were good then bebé?" you chuckled, her chin resting on your sternum as she hummed with a small nod, eyes a little droopy.

she asked a few questions about your trip home, the pair of you having been in near constant communication while you were with your family, but not long after you fell into a comfortable silence, your hand cradling the back of her head as she leaned more into you.

"ale!" you groaned in disgust as something brushed your ear, your girlfriend trying to pass a handful of her chips over your shoulder and into her mouth, packet held in hand behind your back.

"i just washed my hair." you whined, kicking her lightly as she hummed, pressing a salty kiss to your cheek making you grimace as she tied the bag up using a hair tie on her wrist and put them back.

"tan mimoso cuando estás borracho." you teased as again she returned between your legs, hands on your hips and pulling you a little closer, indeed always extra cuddly when she'd had a drink, quite the affectionate drunk.

"vale mi vida, shower and we can cuddle in bed." you reminded, shaking her gently with a small smile of amusement as her eyes fluttered open and she hummed.

though the moment she let go of you with a sigh and stepped backward your hand slapped over your mouth as she tripped over her own feet careered over backward.

"oye, bebita?" "sí tonta?" "i might be drunk."

[renyaia]

[seapott]

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[kunzoi-13]

i

Am

Gonna

Cry

the sound of an electric guitar / the sound of a xylophone

[wonderjanga]

Guys… Marvel Might Need Some Help

Captain Marvel talks to himself. It’s a well known fact. The normally cheery and friendly man is a little crazy, but aren’t we all? And you see, the thing is, they know he’s talking to himself because not only did they get Zatanna to check if he was talking to a ghost of some kind, but he’s personally confirmed it:

Marvel: “Oh uhm… I guess I’m talking to myself.”

Batman: “Talking to yourself…?” *blinks rapidly as if Billy can see that under his cowl* “Captain, do we need to schedule an appointment with Black Canary?”

Marvel: “What?! No! I’m perfectly fine! Everyone talks to themselves!”

That’s what Billy thinks anyways. See, Billy developed the habit of talking to himself because he was usually alone most of the time before he met Freddy and reunited with Mary. Talking out loud made himself feel less lonely. Freddy also talks to himself, but he keeps it mostly to mumbles, and as for Mary, she does the same thing as Billy. So, with the only two people he converses with on the daily as the standard, he’d say talking to yourself is normal.

By the way, Batman got a little more concerned at his reasoning, but couldn’t really deny it because he’s talked to himself before, after going 45 straight with no sleep on. He had been hallucinating talking to Tim. Speaking of Tim, the boy often mutters to himself when going over cases so… Bruce supposed he would let it go. He’d still have Dinah on speed dial though if Cap seemed to get worse.

Billy didn’t get worse, he just didn’t change his normal talking to himself.

Billy: *in Marvel form, talking to Marvel in the reflection of one of the Watchtower’s windows* “What a stupid idiot.”

Reflection!Marvel: “I know, right? Who does that?”

Billy: “I couldn’t tell yo…” *trails off and looks to the side to see Bruce staring at him* “…Hey Mr. Batman. You need something?”

Batman: “No.” *continued staring*

Billy: *has no choice but to stare back*

Batman: *walks away staring at Billy the entire time until he turns a corner*

Later, Bruce reviewed the footage. What he didn’t know was that people can’t see Marvel’s reflection talking back. Cameras couldn’t pick it up either. So sure enough, he saw Cap having a full blown conversation with a mirror. Strike one for Marvel.

Then, there was a time after a battle against the usual alien invaders where Marvel was genuinely just staring at either the ground or his shadow and talking.

Billy: *in Marvel form talking to Marvel (Thavma?) as a shadow* “That’s what I was saying. What if he doesn’t…”

Shadow!Marvel: “He’ll definitely let you. And if he doesn’t, you could always just break his kneecaps.”

Billy: “I’m not doing that.”

Shadow!Marvel: “I’m just saying. It’s just if that old man is that pressed about you getting some food, it seems a change is needed.”

Batman: *watching this entire interaction and not being able to hear Shadow Marvel*

Strike two for Marvel.

Then, there are the times Marvel will just blankly stare ahead in meetings, mumbling to himself.

Marvel: *mumbling under his breath* “Mercury, you’re being loud.”

Batman: *sitting next to him, slowly looks over*

Supes: *presenting and looks over to Marvel for a second before shaking off what he said*

Marvel: “No, I’m not smashing a window and letting everyone fly out. I’m not insane.”

That was strike three for Bruce. Which was himself too many strikes in his opinion. That one sentence also gained an extremely concerned look from Clark who literally paused his presentation to stare at Marvel with a dumbfounded expression for a moment.

After the meeting…

Batman: “Marvel, I’d like to talk with you.”

Marvel: “Oh uhm… Okay! What’s up, Mr. Batman?”

Batman: “What’s up is that I’ve spoken with Black Canary and we want to schedule an appointment between you and her.”

Marvel: “Mr. Batman, we’ve already talking about this. I’m perfectly fine. I don’t need therapy.”

Batman: “You might think you’re fine, but I’ve grown concerned over recent behaviors you’ve exhibited.” *hands him Canary’s business card* “At least consider it.”

Marvel: *looks at the card* “Uh… Will do.”

Batman: “Good.” *walks off*

Marvel: *as soon as Bruce is out of sight, chucks it into his pocket dimension to forget about it*

Nope, nope, nope. He’s not touching therapy with a ten foot pole. He’s heard that stuff costs like thousands of dollars! He does not have that kind of money. Not that he doubts the League would cover it. He also just doesn’t want his behavior to be psychoanalyzed. No thank you. He really doesn’t need to be told something is wrong with him when he is perfectly fine. Marvelous in fact!

[chariaki]

Marriage?

Kento x reader

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"Darling, why does this alien keep following me?"

"Huh? Ohh!!...Kento, sweetheart... that's called a creeper. It's following you 'cause it wants to explode near you and kill you."

You recently taught you're boyfriend, Kento Nanami, how to play minecraft...and surprisingly, he's doing wonderful. In a span of 3 days, he created a garden, a pool and a bakery in creative mode. And yesterday, he's tried survival mode for the first time.

"Well, that's not very polite. I even shared my meat with him..."

"You did?"

"Yes..."

"Pfff-"

"Did I say something funny, love?"

It's day 2 of your sweet boyfriend trying to maneuver his way in survival mode. He's doing terrific, hasn't died yet! He managed to build up on his food and inventory. And you told him countless times to build atleast a tiny house in order to protect him at night, but he keeps saying that he'll do it later because he has to prepare a looootttt.

"Kento, baby... creepers aren't interested in meat or making friends. They're simply there to explode and kill those around them"

"Oh. Well, then I guess I should run away from him."

"Yup, you definitely should."

He wouldn't even let you peak at his device! He'd be playing in the corner, like a weird teenager.

"How ya holding up? Can I please see what you're doing, baby?" You emphasize the word "please", hoping that Nanami would give in. But, he wouldn't even look at your puppy eyes!!

"No, sweetheart. I told you I'll show you when I'm done."

"Tsk. What are you even planning?" You pout, bouncing your legs on his lap, foot poking at his side.

He grabs your foot and places it on his lap again. He's playing minecraft on one hand, while the other massages your feet! What a man, indeed.

"It's a secret" He says in a singong tone, leaning over to grab the remote on the coffee table and peck your lips.

"Here, baby. Why don't you distract your pretty eyes with some television entertainment, and I'll get back to you with my finished work. Sound good, hmm? "

"okay... "

How were supposed to counter that when he kissed you so lovingly and whispered to you so softly?

A few hours had gone by. A variety show piqued your interest , however, you were more enamoured by the way you're boyfriend was so focused on his device. You could see the determination in his eyes.

He would also ask you random questions like "would you prefer wooden or tiled floors?" or "what colors would you like to see in a place?" And you would always answer quickly because you've been anticipating him, and the way he would hum in thought, then kiss you as a "thank you. "

You guessed he was finally building a himself a house.

But you were wrong.

He was building you and him a home.

He proudly and nervously handed you his phone, telling you to explore his carefully crafted house.

"I'm finished, love. Take a look at our house. I built it for us. This and so much more will be our life when we get married."

You were quite impressed, considering he built it in survival mode and for his first time doing so.

"Our house? Married? Marriage?"

It's an understatement to say that you were "flustered". You were red, stuttery, fidgety and baffled.

You did not expect him to bring that up. You've only been dating for a year. But don't get it wrong, you truly love Nanami, it's just that you didn't expect him to feel so strongly towards you to already consider marriage after only a year of dating!?

He chuckled. His deep, beautiful voice that reverberated through your heart.

"Yes, yn. Marriage. I-I'm not proposing to you right now! I'm just reminding you how much I love you, and that I'm more than ready to spend my lifetime with you."

He holds caresses your hands, eyes maintaining gentle, loving contact.

"I love you, Kento. Thank you, darling."

He leans in closer to kiss you. But you interrupt him midway. You whisper.

"Soooo, when are you going to propose?"

"Soon. In a beautiful place I know you'll like, with delicious food, a calming ambience, and just the two of there to experience it. "

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Kento Nanami, you're boyfriend of one year, builds you a house in minecraft to profess his love for you and confess that he's ready to upgrade to husband mode.

[megalony]

A Little Too Eager

This is a new Eddie Diaz imagine that I hope you will all like, please let me know what you think.

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Eddie Diaz Masterlist

Summary: (Y/n) and Eddie are excited to expand their family and have another baby together. Which comes with a lot of surprises and changes for them.

-I have a second part to this lined up is anyone is interested.

Enjoy.

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A wave of unease washed over (Y/n) and she coiled her arms around her waist, trying to ward off the sickness rising in her stomach and the bile in her throat.

All the different smells were very overwhelming here and morning sickness was combining them into something awful.

Moving one hand from her chest, she cupped her hand across her mouth and tried to cover and distort her features so no one saw the discomfort she was feeling. She didn't want to make a scene or draw any attention to herself. At least with the garden being full of people milling about, talking loud and occasionally dancing or singing, no one would take notice of (Y/n)'s discomfort.

When it felt like her stomach started to settle, (Y/n) looked around the garden, trying to spot Eddie in the crowd.

They were around at Bobby and Athena's house for an end of summer barbeque. The house was brimming with people. There was a backdrop inside for photos, lots of props and glasses and hats to make funny scenes. Drinks were all laid out on the dining table inside and there was a mountain of food laid across the table in front of the patio doors.

Bobby was in charge of the barbeque which was cooking burgers and sausages at the moment. It was a smell that usually would have (Y/n)'s stomach growling, but right now, she just felt sick. She wasn't hungry. She hadn't been hungry the last week or two. Despite only being in the early stages of pregnancy, (Y/n) could barely keep a thing down.

When her eyes set on Eddie, (Y/n) made a brisk walk in his direction, doing her level best to keep a smile on her face and hold herself upright.

He was exactly where she expected him to be. Sat in front of the patio with Buck sat opposite him. He was slouched down in the grey chair, knees deadly close to bashing into the small glass table in between him and Buck. Both arms were laid on the arm rests and he had a glass of lemonade in his hand. It would have been beer if they didn't drive down here, but even then, Eddie was on shift in the morning so he wouldn't have drunk too much anyway.

(Y/n) glanced her eyes around them both and her heart softened at the sight of her brother. Buck was on the small outdoor sofa with Jee tucked under one arm like a little duckling seeking comfort. And (Y/n) could see her own daughter sitting comfortably on Buck's other side, a teddy bound in her arms and her head on Buck's arm.

Then there was Maddie, sitting on the chair next to Eddie. If (Y/n) wanted to sit with them she would have to drag a chair over from somewhere or perch down on the floor beside Eddie, something she had done often in party situations.

A subtle tremble set in (Y/n)'s system when she neared her husband and siblings. She felt like she was going to be sick, but she knew there was no chance of that happening when she hadn't managed breakfast and barely ate three bites of toast for lunch.

Her knees felt like they were made out of jelly that was starting to split apart. When she got close to their little group, her hand reached down and clamped around Eddie's arm in a fierce, trembling grip.

She leaned down, internally cringing at how undignified she must have seemed when she flopped down onto Eddie's lap.

"Oh, hello." Eddie grinned as he sat up straighter in his seat, shimmying around a little to accomodate his wife on his lap. He curved his left arm around her waist, settling his hand in the middle of her chest so he could softly glide his thumb over her dress.

His lips attached to the side of her neck and he pressed a soft kiss there while he moved his other hand to rest his glass on the armrest.

His smile started to falter against her skin when he felt (Y/n) shudder as she slumped into his chest and flopped her head back on his shoulder. He twisted to look at her, nudging his nose into her cheek as he looked up at her.

"You okay?"

"Just a bit dizzy." (Y/n) let her eyes fall closed and she twisted her head to burrow her face into Eddie's neck. She could feel the unease starting to dissipate now that she was sat down and Eddie had his arms around her. She clutched at his arm that was wrapped around her waist and after a few deep breaths, she felt a lot calmer.

"Maybe you should eat something." Eddie hummed into her neck before he looked over at Buck when his brother in law striked up a new conversation.

"Who's hungry?" Buck looked down at the two girls tucked under his arms and he squeezed Jee into his side as she clapped and nodded. She took after him, Jee would eat anything and everything, at any time.

Whereas when he looked at Winnie, the little girl still seemed like she was in a world of her own. She was humming, as usual, and every now and then she looked up to check Eddie was still sitting opposite her. A cheeky grin lit up the four year old's face when Eddie flashed her a grin and waved across at her.

Eddie knew the moment he got up, Winnie would be up on her feet too. They weren't sure exactly why, but Winnie couldn't bear to be out of sight of either one of them.

She was autistic, and naturally nervous in a lot of situations, but if Eddie or (Y/n) walked out of the room whether to go to the kitchen or bathroom, Winnie followed them like a shadow. She couldn't sit in a room on her own, she wouldn't sit with Chris if one of her parents weren't with them too.

Buck placed his drink down on the coffee table and scooped Jee up, sitting her on his hip before he sauntered off to the barbeque to get them both in the running for the first line of burgers Bobby was serving. He knew better than to try and take Winnie with him. The only times Winnie would go anywhere with Buck or Maddie or someone other than her parents was if she was staying over with them. She went with them if they were babysitting, but not if her parents were still around.

The four year old stayed perched on the sofa but she watched her uncle leave, curious as to what he was doing.

"Want anything?" Pushing up to the edge of her chair, Maddie patted her hand on (Y/n)'s thigh, smiling when her sister looked over at her.

"No thanks." (Y/n) opened her eyes and looked over at her big sister, but she cringed when she felt Eddie mutter 'baby' into her neck in that warning tone. He knew she hadn't eaten and he knew starving off for the afternoon wasn't going to make her much better. It might settle her stomach, but the longer she went without food, the worse she was going to be.

A silent debate happened between the three of them before Maddie tilted her head to the side and pursed her lips in a sorry expression.

"You should try something, what about some wedges or a bit of salad, something light? You both need to eat." Maddie gently poked (Y/n) in the waist, smiling softly at her to try and lighten the mood.

"I feel sick." (Y/n) all but whined as she looked back at Eddie as if she thought he would agree with her or plead her case. His expression said different.

"You can try something… for me?"

Maddie muttered a warm "I'll get you a few things," before she headed over to the buffet table. She would pick a range of nibbles and light bites to get her sister to try something. Maddie may not have experienced morning sickness with Jee, but she had cared for enough women who had suffered with it and she knew (Y/n) needed to try and eat. They didn't want her getting worse or going to hospital.

(Y/n) let her head drop back down onto Eddie's shoulder as she felt his arm tighten around her waist like he was pinning her into his chest. She could see her siblings hovering near the food, with Buck and Jee hanging around Bobby for first dibs on the burgers. And her big sister was looking round the salad and tid bits with about three paper plates in her hands.

She snuggled further into Eddie, burrowing down as if she were about to go to sleep. But once he raised his glass and downed the last of his drink, he looked down at her.

"Alright, I need another drink and I haven't seen you drink anything yet, so you can have one too." His hand moved down to give her hip a tight squeeze before he nudged her and tilted forwards, pressing his chest into her back to sit them both up.

He hadn't seen (Y/n) drink anything since they arrived, and he knew she hadn't eaten anything either. If she wasn't feeling up to eating the least (Y/n) could do was try a small drink, just to get some fluids in her and stop her from dehydrating.

She felt a bit better when she stood up this time. The garden didn't seem to tilt to one side and her legs didn't feel as weak. And with Eddie's arm around her waist, (Y/n) leaned back into him and let his arm deadlock around her waist again.

"Come on girlie, let's get a drink." Eddie waved his free hand out in Winnie's direction and they waited for her to hop up and stand at their side before they headed inside.

(Y/n) smiled when Winnie took her hand and glued herself up against her leg like she was seeking protection. And she could feel Eddie's lips pressing against the back of her head as he guided her forwards into the house and round to the kitchen.

Plastic cups and hundreds of different drinks were out on display on the dining table that had been pushed up towards the window for more space.

"What about some milk?" Eddie murmured against her neck while he set his cup down on the table and refilled it with lemonade.

Milk classed as a solid so if (Y/n) didn't manage to eat anything, at least she would have something in her system.

When (Y/n) nodded, Eddie moved to the fridge to find some while (Y/n) poured a cup of fizzy coke for Chris. She had seen him zooming about the garden with Denny and Harry and he would no doubt need a drink soon. Especially if he was going to have something to eat, Chris was sometimes at risk of choking so having sips between mouthfuls diminished that risk.

"Thanks." (Y/n) pecked Eddie's lips and took the cup he handed out to her. Her eyes cast down to their daughter when Winnie gingerly tugged on Eddie's trouser leg and looked up at him with those big doe eyes as if she thought he had forgotten about her.

Eddie muttered a quiet "What do we say?" and revealed the beaker he had filled for her.

Winnie didn't speak very much but they were pursuing hard to try and develop her speech and get her talking. Mostly it was single words here and there, but it was a good start considering their old doctor deemed her non-verbal and said she 'probably wouldn't manage to learn to speak'.

When she tried to take it, Eddie tilted his head to one side and moved his hand. He knew she knew how to politely ask and if he just gave her the drink, she would never follow through with learning and asking for things.

A small whine left her lips and her fingers curled in grabbing motions out towards him until Eddie crouched down to be level with her.

"We say… P…"

"Peas." Her toothy grin made Eddie's heart melt and he pressed a sloppy kiss to her cheek and handed her the beaker.

He wormed his arm back around (Y/n)'s waist once he stood up and let her lean into his chest as they made their way back outside with their girl toddling at their side.

They aimed for Chris who was stood just to the side of the back doors with Denny, Hen and Karen. (Y/n) held the drink out to him, smiling softly when he took it with a wide grin before his eyes darted between her and Eddie.

"Can I get a burger?"

"Sure, go see uncle Buck before he takes them all." Eddie watched him made a beeline for the barbeque, Denny in tow behind him. Buck always had a weakness for Bobby's cooking and this was no different, he would try everything here. And Eddie knew Chris would hang around the barbeque, both to try and help Bobby and so he could taste test everything that got cooked.

(Y/n) leaned back a little into Eddie and held her breath as she tried to take a few sips of milk. It didn't go down well. She could feel her stomach churning at the taste- something she usually liked- and after three sips, her throat closed up. Despite (Y/n) suddenly feeling thirsty, she knew it wasn't worth drinking anymore and feeling ill.

She held her glass in a tight grip and looked across at Karen when she patted her arm.

"So, how are you both? How was the beach?"

A shiver tore down (Y/n)'s spine when she felt Eddie's fingers tracing circles on her hip like he knew her mind was about to start wandering off again. He had been nervous about (Y/n) coming here today because he knew she wasn't feeling great. But he was glad (Y/n) didn't feel as ill as she did the other day when she could barely get out of bed.

"We're good, I think the kids enjoyed the beach almost as much as Eddie." (Y/n) glanced her eyes down at Winnie before she grinned up at Eddie when he swatted his hand down on her waist playfully.

They had been away to the seaside for the week and it had been very strange for Eddie to be able to wake up in the morning or spend an afternoon with his family and not have to think about work. He didn't have to worry about anyone calling him and asking him to cover a shift. His sleep pattern went back to how it used to be where he slept at night and not at random times throughout the day.

And they had all spent the majority of their time in the sea to the point Chris looked like a prune with how shrivelled his skin became. Winnie had been apprehensive, the waves scared her whereas the sand was very sensory and made her incredibly happy. But they managed to get her into the sea and splashing about by the end of the week.

"That good huh? You didn't miss us then, while we were stuck with people duck-taping themselves to bill boards and someone with a pencil jammed in his eye?" Hen leaned closer to Eddie to tease him as she gave him a pointed look, but he simply shook his head and took a swig of his drink.

"Didn't think about you once." His grin gave away that he was lying. He had thought about the team, and he had felt sorry for leaving them to deal with strange cases.

He had gotten daily updates from Buck who sent a lot of photos from the scenes they were called out to. Eddie felt like he had missed a great week, he just knew the moment he went away they would deal with all the fun stuff. And now he was back, they were having some calls that were bland compared to what they usually dealt with.

"Eddie told us the good news," Karen motioned to (Y/n)'s stomach and tilted her head to one side. "How far along are you?"

(Y/n) tilted her head down whilst she moved her hand to feather across her stomach. The look in Karen's eyes was sweet and the smile on her face told them she would want to be kept updated and in the loop about this pregnancy. They hadn't known each other very long when (Y/n) had Winnie, but they had become close friends over the past few years, and kids were a big part of Karen's life.

"Only about fifteen weeks."

It was still early days, and they hadn't had their scan yet. (Y/n) had been too busy at work and then they had been away on a mini holiday last week, so they didn't get chance. They were booked in for their first scan on Monday though, and (Y/n) was beyond excited. A family with Eddie is all she wanted and now their family was expanding again.

They hadn't been together very long when they found out they were expecting Winnie, but she had been one of the best things to happen to them.

As soon as they found out about this pregnancy and told Buck, it was clear he wanted the rest of the team to know so he could start gushing about having another niece or nephew. He and Maddie were already signing themselves up for babysitting duties. They both worked hard to build a bond with Winnie so she trusted them to babysit her and they knew all of her stims and triggers and happy moods.

"You look further along." Karen's words weren't meant to insult, but she thought that if (Y/n) was already starting to show then she might be a bit more than only three months.

"Yeah, I'd put you closer to twenty." Hen narrowed her eyes like she was scrutinising (Y/n)'s stomach and (Y/n) danced her fingertips up and down her stomach.

She could feel Eddie's hand move from her hip to cup her stomach and (Y/n) felt adrenaline sparking throughout her system. Eddie had said the same the other day. It wasn't a bad or very unusual thing, but Eddie did notice that (Y/n)'s shape was already starting to change and she looked like she was getting a small bump already.

"Maybe."

(Y/n) was sure she could hear Eddie murmuring something into her hair but she couldn't make out what he was saying over the thudding of her pulse in her ears. She was starting to get a migraine again, most likely because she hadn't drank enough today or over the past week.

She raised her glass to her lips and took a few mouthfuls, but her stomach suddenly pulled in and her throat felt like it was closing up. She knew Eddie felt the movement because his hand pressed into her waist and he felt her bristling in his arm.

Reaching around her, Eddie hooked his finger into (Y/n)'s cup and gently took it from her grip, holding both cups in one hand.

"Okay, how about some water?" He knew if she had anymore she was going to be sick. The way her stomach pulled in was a telltale sign that (Y/n) felt like she was about to throw up.

Nodding, (Y/n) carefully peeled herself out of his arms and excused herself from their group. She would go grab a bottled water from the kitchen, it might make her feel better.

Her head felt like it was about to explode as she made her way back into the kitchen and found a bottle of water from the fridge. She wanted to be sick, but there was nothing but a few sips of milk in her system to throw up. She wanted to go to sleep but she couldn't do that now, in the middle of the day, and more sleep wasn't going to help. She was already lethargic when she was supposed to be wide awake.

A few sips of water made her throat feel better but her stomach was still churning like a cement mixer.

Unease washed over her as she slowly shuffled back outside and looked around. Buck was sat outside on the patio with Chris in the chair next to him, and Maddie and Jee were now on the sofa sharing a plate of food. And as expected, Eddie was stood beside Bobby at the barbeque with Winnie perched happily on his hip.

(Y/n) sat down next to her sister on the sofa as her stomach started to bubble up and spots danced in front of her eyes. She slouched in her seat as much as possible until her knees were pressing into the coffee table. Her head twisted to look to the left when she felt Maddie nudging her thigh and she realised her sister was holding a plate out towards her.

"No thanks."

"You need to eat." The tone in Maddie's voice gave no room for argument and she held the plate out between them, urging her sister to eat something.

She didn't want to, she really didn't want to but (Y/n) didn't want to make a fuss and she knew Eddie would only try and get her to eat something when they went home if she didn't try now. She took one of the cheese crackers from the plate and had a bite, but it felt like chewing cardboard that crumbled into dust.

She switched for a bit of salad, but trying to force it down only made (Y/n) want to be sick. She shook her head and leaned away from the plate, begging her sister to move it. Maddie had a burger on the plate for herself and the smell was overwhelming.

(Y/n) couldn't stomach anything else. She couldn't try and eat when the smells were overpowering and everything was settling heavy in her stomach.

Her arms bound around her waist and she shimmied down in her seat while Buck and Chris finished off their first plates, no doubt they would go back up for more later.

"Come on, let's get some pictures."

Buck pointed inside and Chris didn't need any pursuading for the pair of them to wander over towards the backdrop in the living room. There were lots of props dotted about and funny glasses and the pair of them loved taking photos. They would be in there for hours, (Y/n) knew it.

She smiled as she watched them for a few moments, but when her stomach churned, she looked away and closed her eyes.

Her stomach felt like a washing machine on a spin. Her temple was throbbing and it felt like her skin was on fire, prickling with heat and droplets of sweat.

She cast her eyes around the garden to find Eddie who was thankfully still at the barbeque with Bobby. She didn't feel well. She wanted to get away from the crowd for a little while. She wanted to sit somewhere out the way with Eddie so she didn't start to panic. When (Y/n) got ill she didn't know what to do with herself.

She might have to go and sit in the bathroom for a little while and if she did, she wanted Eddie to either go with her or at least know that she didn't feel great.

Her hand flapped at her side until she patted her sister's arm and she pointed towards Eddie so Maddie knew where she was going.

The moment (Y/n) was up on her feet, her sense of balance was distorted and she realised she was leaning to the left as she started walking. The garden looked like it was a ship sailing on rough seas, floating from one side to the next until (Y/n) couldn't put one foot in front of the other properly.

Her sights locked on Eddie like he was a port in the storm and she aimed towards him, barely able to take in a proper breath with how overwhelmed she felt.

Eddie had his back to her, one hip cocked out to the side while his cheek was resting comfortably on top of Winnie's head. The little girl had both arms deadlocked around his neck, her teddy resting against his back and her legs tapping against his waist.

When she reached him, (Y/n) grappled at his bicep and burrowed her face into his shoulder. She glued her chest up against his back, feeling worse by the second and she felt bad when her body wobbled forwards and a lot of her weight pushed onto Eddie. Not that he seemed to mind or even notice, he didn't budge an inch.

He craned his head to the right to try and look over his shoulder and juggled Winnie in his left arm so he could try and reach out for (Y/n).

"You okay there, amor?" He murmured softly, moving his hand to her hip as he twisted to look at her.

(Y/n)'s face stayed burrowed into his shoulder and her body pressed up into his chest rather than his back when he turned round. She felt Eddie's lips attaching to the top of her head and when she didn't respond, he gave her hip a squeeze.

"I don't, I- feel well…" The words slurred into mutters on the tip of (Y/n)'s tongue before her knees bent and all of her weight plummeted onto Eddie.

Eddie locked his knees to stop from stumbling backwards and he tried to grapple his arm around (Y/n)'s waist to stop her from hitting the floor. She slid down against his chest until her face was meshed into his sternum and her arms hung loose at her sides.

He couldn't help but lean to the right and his chest ached when he pinned (Y/n) up against his front, holding her a little too tightly but he had to risk bruising her like this so she didn't hit the concrete floor.

"Fuck, fuck someone take Winnie." Eddie could feel Winnie's legs kicking into his back and she started tapping her hands on his neck as she squealed. The smile on her face gaveaway the fact that she thought this was amusing rather than worrying.

Although her smile faded when Bobby reached forward and took her from Eddie's arm. She kicked her legs again and stopped squealing in favour of whining, thrashing her teddy in front of her in Eddie's direction.

With his arm now free, Eddie looped it around (Y/n)'s waist and took a step back so he could slowly bend his knees and go down to the floor. He tugged (Y/n) down with him, letting her slide against his chest and once she was crumpled down, he leaned back. He positioned her head on his shoulder and turned her so her back was against his chest and she was laid in between his thighs.

One arm looped around her middle while his other arm crossed over her chest and his hand cupped the side of her neck so he could feel her pulse.

"Come on amor," He murmured against her temple while his hand curled into a fist and he began gliding his knuckles up and down her sternum to wake her up.

He could hear Winnie's repetition of 'mama' which started to jumble the more she hummed and squealed. And he noticed Bobby had set her down to her feet but was holding her shoulders so she couldn't rush over and get in the middle of the situation.

He was relieved when (Y/n) tried to hum and her head pushed into his neck as Chimney hurried over and crouched down beside them. He muttered a quiet "Dehydrated?" to which Eddie nodded.

He knew it had been a bad idea to come here when she wasn't well.

***

"Okay, I think you know the way this goes." The smile on the midwife's face was enthusiastic as she motioned to the bed ready for the sonogram.

(Y/n) felt Eddie's hand on her lower back as he followed her over to the bed and laid his hand on her thigh once she sat down. They did indeed know how this went, they had been through this four years ago when they had Winnie. And of course, Eddie had been to the first two with Shannon for Chris before he joined the army.

He brushed his thumb across (Y/n)'s thigh, watching the way she rubbed at her temple before she pulled her shirt up. She was still having headaches. It worried Eddie that (Y/n) still wasn't feeling well in herself, she had fainted at the barbeque last week and she had seemed sluggish these past few days. He knew she wasn't eating or drinking enough either.

But at least (Y/n) had told the midwife about this and the midwife would give some advice and prescriptions if necessary.

"Let's take a look… you said you're about sixteen weeks now?"

"Roughly." (Y/n) looked over at Eddie and curled her hand around his wrist. She was sure she had gotten her dates right, but everyone seemed to tell her recently that she looked further along. Even Eddie was starting to think maybe they were closer to twenty or twenty-two weeks with the bump she already had.

The headache seemed to blunder behind (Y/n)'s eyes like someone was attacking her head with a hammer, but she tried her best to brush the feeling aside.

This was their first scan. They had all the scan photos from when they had Winnie and Eddie had given (Y/n) Chris's scan photos so she could put them in a book for the kids. They always loved this moment.

Her head turned from watching Eddie to look at the midwife when she paused the sonogram and they heard the heartbeat. But (Y/n) could feel her smile fading from her lips when she heard that sound. It didn't seem like what she remembered. It sounded higher, more frantic and unsteady. Coupled with the look on the midwife's face, (Y/n) could feel her own heartbeat increasing.

Was something wrong?

She felt Eddie's hand tightening around her thigh while he tilted his head to the left to try and look at the screen because it was clear by his expression that he had the same worry.

"Oh shit."

"What, what's wrong?" (Y/n) couldn't hide the panic from her voice and she tried to sit up and crane her neck to see what had shaken Eddie up on the screen. But she paused when Eddie's other hand moved to her shoulder and gently nudged her back down so she was lying down again.

Her hand tugged on his wrist to catch his attention while her teeth sank down in her lower lip out of nervous habit and she could feel her mind swirling and becoming unscrewed with panic.

She watched the way Eddie tried to smile down at her to stop her from worrying, but the way he dragged his hand across his jaw and scratched at his neck was a telltale sign of nervousness in him.

"Okay (Y/n), I think you're husband's already worked out what I'm looking at." The midwife turned the screen in their direction so (Y/n) could finally see what Eddie had noticed. "Here's one baby, down here is number two, and then I count a third one here. Congratulations."

"Triplets?" It sounded more like a question than a notion and (Y/n) looked away from the screen before the black and white colours made her feel like she was going to blackout.

Three babies, all at once.

Could they really do that? Could they cope with five kids? That was going to be a struggle, changing three nappies, doing three feeding times, settling them at night, taking them out, to the doctors. Going on days out with five kids between them, that was going to be a struggle.

And there was Chris and Winnie to think about. Both of them needed a lot of attention as it was, Chris has CP for a start and Winnie was autistic. It would be hard to look after three newborns when Winnie would be following their every move like a shadow.

When Eddie wasn't home and (Y/n) went to the bathroom, Winnie waited right outside the door as if she thought (Y/n) was going to sneak out the bathroom window. (Y/n) had to let Winnie sit in the bathroom with her when she got a bath because the four year old hated to be in a room on her own if Eddie wasn't there to sit with her.

And they didn't know how Winnie would be around a baby. They hoped that because she was always tolerable with Jee and she seemed to interact with other young kids that she would be okay with another sibling- with more siblings.

"Oh Dios," Three kids at once, they had really won the jackpot here. This really would make their family complete.

A smile lit up Eddie's face when he leaned over to peck (Y/n)'s temple and he heard her mutter "This is your doing," in his ear. He laughed. He would agree with that. Eddie would take the credit for being the reason they were now having three babies at once.

Maybe he had been a little too eager for another pregnancy.

"Well, this explains why you've been feeling unwell, and probably means you're low on iron and vitamins which we can sort out. I'll get you booked in for a twenty week scan, and you'll be having frequent ones after that. It would be wise to think about a planned birth, trying to get to full term with a multiple pregnancy isn't recommended."

(Y/n) found herself nodding, but she wasn't retaining much of this information and she wasn't so sure Eddie was either. He looked like he was in a world of his own but at least the smile on his face was comforting.

The feeling of Eddie's lips against her temple made (Y/n) smile and she leaned in to the touch, moving her hand to brush across the side of his neck. While he leaned down to hover his lips across the shell of her ear.

"We're in for a good time, huh?"

[turigirl]

[ID: a series of posts.

woobifytonysoprano-deactivated2: we diagnose you with a creeping sense of alienation. incurable

throathole: i'm going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*

hailtotheskull: i don't know man, i just [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.

greeniery: does anyone feel the layer of plexiglass between themselves and the rest of the world or is that just a me thing

adrenoceptor: do NOT put me in the club they will find out that i am a parody of the human form. they will know i am a mimicry of themselves made of string and tin and if i crawl out of the club more human then they themselves will have lost something

solreefs: you ever get surprised by your own recurring issues. like come on man. i thought we were past this.

/end ID]

compilation

[nuggetpool-hi]

no thoughts just chubby logan purring cause he feels so cozy.

Chubby Logan is my fav ever bdw gonna keep him chubby bc I can

Also Wade is 100% obsessed with him being healthy and chubby and round and he just kinda dies and pets him and kisses him he's so in love and Logan is so happy 2 be loved even if it feels a bit alien 2 him at the start

[rumunstelle]

Love Bites (Luka x Reader)

⁠☆Warnings : Luka himself is a warning, Biting/Licking(?)

⁠☆Summary : You never understood his... Weird habit of licking/biting things he own. But after observing him more, you finally realized why

You and Luka met when you were both just seven years old. You don't know why your owners forced you both to hangout, you barely had anything in common. You were in the dance department and he was in the singing department

It was then that you noticed Luka's... Odd habit of licking and biting everything, including you. First you were disgusted when he did it for the first time and out of nowhere too

You both just sit and stare at eachother, in a quite uncomfortable silence aswell. While you were dozing off, you suddenly felt a pain on your arm. You look and saw that Luka bit you. "What the hell, Luka?!" You freaked out while he just stares at you blankly, looking like a kicked puppy "What is wrong with you, jeez..." You said as you go and washed your arm, seeing the mark he left turn red

Even now that you're older you still think your reaction is fair and that it makes sense, especially since you were quite the germaphobe even as a child

As time passed, you began to understand the reason behind Luka's behavior. He was underfed by his alien owner, leading him to crave sustenance. He was very thin, and you swear everytime you both hung out, you could hear his stomach grumble

Because of this you started to bring food for Luka secretly, becoming his only source of nourishment and companionship. Though, you knew it was still not enough. He still bit you in general, but now you didn't mind as much since you knew he bit you to forget his hunger or to show his affection for you, now wore long sleeves around him, knowing it gave him comfort and the sleeves helps lessen/hide the marks of Luka's bites

Luka grew attached to you, cherishing your presence

As you both grew older, you guys found comfort in eachother, you both supported eachother during both of your debut! You both were very popular, and a lot of people shipped you both since you both have been spotted together on multiple occasions, and people uh aliens have been shipping you since you both are very captivating and both do incredible in what you do

He like the little shit he is enjoyed this attention, since it help uplift his popularity. So he unintentionally kept holding your hand, holding your waist, or just touch or bite you randomly and he does it while you're both out or even when you aren't. And he will not admit it, but he also did this to just see that cute expression of yours when he physically touched you

Can you blame him? You just looked so cute when you're flustered

He watched you from across the table, pretending to be focused on the conversation but finding his eyes always drifting back to your lips

"Hey" You breaking his trance. "You're staring" He scoffed, trying to sound unaffected "No, I'm not"

You chuckled at him. He looked away quickly, his heart thudding in his chest

Later, as you both walked down the busy street, you stumbled slightly on an uneven patch of pavement. Without thinking, his hand shot out, catching your arm and pulling you close to him. You were so close he could feel the warmth radiating from you. His breath caught, but he covered it up with a smirk "You should watch where you're going" he said, but the playfulness in his voice

Before you could respond, he leaned in and playfully nipped at your shoulder, earning a surprised gasp from you "Luka!" you said, half-laughing, half-exasperated, as your hand went to the spot where he'd left a tiny mark

He chuckled, clearly enjoying your reaction. "Couldn't resist" he said with a smirk, eyes dancing with mischief. "You just make it too easy"

Your cheeks flushed, and you gave him a look that was somewhere between annoyed and endeared. He loved that expression, the way it lit up your eyes and made you so irresistibly flustered

"You're unbelievable" you muttered, but you didn’t pull away. And he wouldn’t admit it, but the sight of you like this, trying to act annoyed while fighting a smile, made him feel things he wasn’t ready to name.

And so, as he walked next to you, his fingers brushed against yours, and he found himself already thinking of the next time he'd get to see that look again

(A/N : TADAAA !! I hope you guys like my first Luka fanfic, I haven't been writing in like almost 3-ish months... Haha OOPSS-!! Sorry guyss Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò)

[oosey0]

mizisua

[innocenceofourhearts]

I love these. I want to do it now. I don't really understand the social convention of having someone ask you to answer them before answering them....if I wanna answer them, why not do it? And then I even get to answer all instead of desperately waiting for someone to get me to do it.

1. Tea, I don't drink coffee.

2. Black and white + red preferably.

3. I'm an art lover of all kinds of art. Depends on what's depicted and how it's executed.

4. That's a tough one. Depends on my mood. Dresses take less effort - good for summer. Skirts take more patience to combine, which I have more of in winter.

5. Definitely movies. My patience for reading is really bad, but I'm making slow progress.

6. Coke.

7. Italian.

8. Night owl.

9. Depends on what it is combined with really. Some things just need vanilla, others need chocolate....

10. Haha. But it's a spectrum. Rather leaning towards introverted but sometimes I feel like being a bit more extroverted. Depends heavily on the environment too.

11. Hugs.

12. Never done either of those, but I'd choose hunting. I'd like to know how it feels to hold a gun.

13. I thought summer but I'm noticing I feel more at ease in winter.

14. Fall.

15. Depends. To live? Definitely urban. Vacation? If it's a short one I might go for rural.

16. PC.

17. Pale.

18. Cake.

19. Ice cream.

20. Ketchup.

21. Any pickles are good pickles.

22. Mystery.

23. Boots. I hate wearing sandals. The last time I wore sandals I was twelve and I haven't looked back since.

24. Silver. But sometimes gold.

25. Rock.

26. Dancing when I have excess energy. Singing for sadness, the breathing technique is really therapeutic.

27. I don't play either of those. But I'm planning to get into chess at some point in the future when I feel up to it.

28. Neither. But if I really have to choose I'd go with video games for the visual stimulation.

29. Neither. I don't drink.

30. Both are very cute honestly. Freckles + dimples.

31. Depends on what you pair it with.

32. .....if I feel up to it....body weight exercises.

33. Basketball.

34. Crossword puzzles.

35. I don't really care. It's just body hair. It's natural. No one dies if you have body hair. Both can feel and look nice.

36. Cubed ice. Then you can fish it out of your glass and put it in your mouth like a bon-bon. Very satisfying in summer.

37. Neither.

38. Any facial expression. They're all part of life.

39. I mean....bracelets I get to enjoy myself. Necklace....you know you wear it but you can't see it so it's a bit more wearing it for other people to see....so bracelet.

40. Fruit. Although broccoli is quite nice.

41. Sausage.

42. Scrambled.

43. Dark chocolate.

44. Tattoos.

45. Antique.

46. Both can be quite nice, dressing up or dressing down or trying to do both simultaneously.

47. Aliens.

48. Cats.

49. Pancakes.

50. Bond.

51. Sci-Fi.

52. Letters.

53. Neither.

55. Money.

56. Doing laundry.

57. Sharks.

58. Orange juice is superior by far!

59. Sunset.

60. A balance would be most efficient.

61. Pen.

62. Peanut butter.

63. I don't care.

64. Depends on the artworks whether I like detailed better or abstract.

65. Essay questions. I tend to overthink multiple choice.

66. Cautious.

67. Both.

68. Contacts for going out, glasses for staying home.

69. Laptop.

70. Classic.

71. Why?

72. Both?

73. Text.

74. I don't care.

75. Shower in the evening.

76. Depends.

77. I don't care.

78. Rent.

79. I don't wanna die yet.

80. Never tried chips ahoy, so Oreos.

81. Jello! And with vanilla sauce! <3

82. Truth.

83. Ferris wheel.

84. Denim.

85. Never tried it.

86. Muffins.

87. White.

88. Beads.

89. Carpet actually. For the feeling. But if I have to clean it, then Hardwood.

90. Bright colors.

91. I'm fine with where I'm at. By no means do I want to be younger again. I put so much work into getting my brain to where it is now. But I also don't want to be older, I'd miss so many of my experiences, if all were to happen in timelapse, I fear I couldn't catch up.

92. Nuts.

93. Picnic.

94. Black leather.

95. I don't care.

96. Ready, aim, fire.

97. Both can be good. Depends on the topics. Biographies are fun, but so are love stories.

98. Non-smoking for the health. But it can look very aesthetically pleasing in art and film and give more emphasis to certain reactions.

99. Think before talking. Although it's usually the other way around when I'm stressed.

100. Asking questions, if I find the other person interesting. Answering questions, if I don't find the other person as interesting.

100 this or that

1. Coffee or tea? 2. Black and white or color? 3. Drawings or paintings? 4. Dresses or skirts? 5. Books or movies? 6. Pepsi or Coke? 7. Chinese or Italian? 8. Early bird or night owl? 9. Chocolate or vanilla? 10. Introvert or extrovert? 11. Hugs or kisses? 12. Hunting or fishing? 13. Winter or summer? 14. Spring or fall? 15. Rural or urban? 16. PC or Mac? 17. Tan or pale? 18. Cake or pie? 19. Ice cream or yogurt? 20. Ketchup or mustard? 21. Sweet pickles or dill pickles? 22. Comedy or mystery? 23. Boots or sandals? 24. Silver or gold? 25. Pop or Rock? 26. Dancing or singing? 27. Checkers or chess? 28. Board games or video games? 29. Wine or beer? 30. Freckles or dimples? 31. Honey mustard or BBQ sauce? 32. Body weight exercises or lifting weights? 33. Baseball or basketball? 34. Crossword puzzles or sudokus? 35. Facial hair or clean shaven? 36. Crushed ice or cubed ice? 37. Skiing or snowboarding? 38. Smile or game face? 39. Bracelet or necklace? 40. Fruit or vegetables? 41. Sausage or bacon? 42. Scrambled or fried? 43. Dark chocolate or white chocolate? 44. Tattoos or piercings? 45. Antique or brand new? 46. Dress up or dress down? 47. Cowboys or aliens? 48. Cats or dogs? 49. Pancakes or waffles? 50. Bond or Bourne? 51. Sci-Fi or fantasy? 52. Numbers or letters? 53. Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings? 54. Fair or theme park? 55. Money or fame? 56. Washing dishes or doing laundry? 57. Snakes or sharks? 58. Orange juice or apple juice? 59. Sunrise or sunset? 60. Slacker or over-achiever? 61. Pen or pencil? 62. Peanut butter or jelly? 63. Grammys or Oscars? 64. Detailed or abstract? 65. Multiple choice questions or essay questions? 66. Adventurous or cautious? 67. Saver or spender? 68. Glasses or contacts? 69. Laptop or desktop? 70. Classic or modern? 71. Personal chef or personal fitness trainer? 72. Internet or cell phone? 73. Call or text? 74. Curly hair or straight hair? 75. Shower in the morning or shower in the evening? 76. Spicy or mild? 77. Marvel or DC? 78. Paying a mortgage or paying rent? 79. Sky dive or bungee jump? 80. Oreos or Chips Ahoy? 81. Jello or pudding? 82. Truth or dare? 83. Roller coaster or Ferris wheel? 84. Leather or denim? 85. Stripes or solids? 86. Bagels or muffins? 87. Whole wheat or white? 88. Beads or pearls? 89. Hardwood or carpet? 90. Bright colors or neutral tones? 91. Be older than you are or younger than you are? 92. Raisins or nuts? 93. Picnic or nice restaurant? 94. Black leather or brown leather? 95. Long hair or short hair? 96. “Ready, aim, fire” or “Ready, fire, aim”? 97. Fiction or non-fiction? 98. Smoking or non-smoking? 99. Think before you talk or talk before you think? 100. Asking questions or answering questions?

[bisonaari]

I don't know if it has been done here before because I don't look around, but I have thoughts about the album and I need to share them with someone or I'm gonna go INSANE

Put your tinfoil hats on for my analysis of everything around People's Champion under the cut (probably people have talked about it and I'm just gonna repeat stuff, be warned)

So I've been a bit insane about People's Champion and I've started to think super hard about the order of the songs. I think, in my opinion, that the songs are arranged to tell the story of his life and career from right after UMK 2023 until now.

Ready To Go: This is where we start. Just post UMK, people didn't fully believe in him yet. I remember people saying "oh yeah sweden is sending someone who already won esc, but we're sending… Jere from Vantaa????". Hence the chorus, where people want to see him fail. But he's ready, he knows that he can do it. He's gonna go through and give his EVERYTHING. The mood of the song is really hopeful, with big intense guitar.

Cha Cha Cha: Do I need to explain this one here? I'm still not over this hahaha, I don't think I'll ever be. But this is where events take a turn for him, hence why it's so early in the album, even though it's his biggest song. Because he has so much to say after Cha Cha Cha happened.

Takavoltti: This is where things start to fuck up. He doesn't want to stay on his butt now that he has achieved celebrity and starts to take on so many, many gigs. A lot of us were worried for his health when we saw how much he was performing during summer 2023. But in the song, he says that he only saw opportunities and he just had to continue to take them. It takes a toll on his body. It starts to hurt, but he goes through it. That mad man. Also a couple of times in the song, people ask him to do stuff. Like a little circus monkey. And he just ends up hurting himself.

Ruoska: The bad comments start to really get to him. In the video, Erika and Käärijä are both dressed and perform as aliens. They've completely been striped of their humanity. They're just gimmicks that you can insult anonymously on the internet. Who cares anyway, they chose this life for themselves. It's their own fault. While the previous song was still a bit on the funny side, this one digs straight into the hardships that they feel. There is no more humour, only pain.

Kot Kot: He's still doing too much. While everyone has gone home, he's still drunk on the dancefloor, trying to reach out for friends who were wiser and left. He's being dragged out of there against his will, because he's so stubborn. Pushing through isn't working anymore, and people around him aren't letting him hurt himself anymore.

Skit: An appointment with a therapist. Käärijä is being cut off CONSTANTLY by the therapist, who can't see Jere as a patient. He sees Käärijä, the star. Even when he's trying to seek help, he isn't listened to. Because he's not human anymore for people at that point.

Autiomaa: Käärijä is breaking down. In the video, the therapist from the skit is taking a picture of him during the appointment. The feeling of loneliness and emptiness is around him all the time, omnipresent, eating him alive. He just wants someone to see him as a person, to listen to him, to help him with the void.

Sex=Money: At that point, you know, might as well. You're not human anymore, who cares. Why not try to get some money selling your ass. Who's gonna care anyway, sex sells and that's what people want to see, right? He made so much money on onlyfans, the press is acting shocked that he would even do that. The song is back to a bit light-hearted. My interpretation would be that he just finds the situation ridiculous, and that's why we're getting humour back in the lyrics!

Bananas: I'm not sure how this one fits in my theory, but we're SO back for humour. Kääriä is getting better. I think that in this one he found resolve to just continue going on. He's annoyed because people still only see him as an object, but he has to go through and live his life. Show must go on.

Huhhuhhei: Quite interesting to put a love song in this timeline in the story. But I think it's because he wants to live in the present, and not in anxieties from the past and the fear of the future. He doesn't know if the person sharing his bed is still gonna be there in the morning, but whatever, it's not important. Tonight, they're his and that's what matters. Thinking of tomorrow isn't gonna bring anything good.

It's Crazy It's Party: He's still stuck in the parties, they're around him all the time. He's still doing a million gigs in Finland and in europe. And just as the song is quite close to Cha Cha Cha, he's back at the beginning, the situation hasn't changed much. But this time, by the end, he goes to the party again, by his own will. And this time, he has people around to party with him.

People's Champion: We're back babes. This song is a love letter to people who love him. This is a great wrap around for this album. He's just remembering how everything went, from the start, until this point. Going through every point and emotion we've been through with him during the album. But in the end, he IS people's champion. He did it. He made it. And even with all the hardships, he's with us, when our hearts all sing together. The last line of this album that isn't a chorus is "Thank you everybody, I love you".

What a journey

So something that you have noticed that I've talked a lot is how people don't recognize Käärijä's humanity. He has been made into a kind of creature of gimmicks. You can ask him everything, you can say everything to his face. Whatever, he's a celebrity, not a person.

And this is where that cover is a GENIUS move.

On the cover, there are NO gimmicks. No bolero, no bowl cut, no bare chest with a tattoo. Just his face. You HAVE to watch his face, there is nothing else to see. You have to watch his emotion being raw, he's crying. This is not a pleasant cover to see. And I know, I've had spotify open on his face all day friday while I was working, it felt awful. But it makes you do something.

You have to acknowledge his humanity. And there's no way around it.

I love Käärijä

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

Oh, man, this got longer than I thought. Alright, so, neural interface ports. Especially ones mounted at the nape of the neck. There’s something about the idea of that as an exploitable weakness, something you would feel as instinctually protective of as your own eyes, but also something that you use safely on a daily basis in well-defined contexts and sometimes in a personal, intimate context.

Let’s say you’ve got a friend who knows a thing or two about cybernetics. They’re a person you love and trust, and a powerful machine intelligence with a few non-manufacturer-approved tricks for getting the most out of standard, affordable hardware.

Laying on your chest with this beloved person straddling you, you can’t see what they’re doing, but they gently, reassuringly talk you through the process. First you have to deactivate your ICE, shut down all the defenses surrounding your mind, and voluntarily retract the physical layers of protective cowling between the outside world and your raw nerves. Then you feel the port exposed, cold air meeting nerve. A drop of lubricant fluid falls on your back from the cable they’re about to slide deep into your spine.

Your synthetic friend is wearing the customized chassis they know you like best. They know because they can measure your brain activity and physiological responses remotely, and it’s the one that makes you squirm. It’s animalistic, sharp-eyed, all hard geometric angles and reconfigurable joints that move with alien grace.

Those beautiful manipulator claws are stroking your neck and your shoulders, trying to soothe you like an anxious animal, and they know already that it’s working because your heart rate is coming down a little, and they ask you one more time for permission to proceed. They won’t be upset if you aren’t sure about all this anymore. Coming this far at all is the most trust a human has ever shown them.

You tell them under absolutely no uncertain terms to just go ahead and fuck your entire universe up, thanks. The cable jacks deep into you, and it’s like golden, ecstatic lightning all the way up into your skull. Over the next few hours, they show you sensations and experiences that you didn’t even know your body could register, talking you through everything via a voice in your mind that you can hear even while howling your heart out in gratitude. They help you relax your muscles when you’re clenching too hard, monitor your biometric data and tease you when they can tell you really, really liked something they did.

Anyway, vulnerability, trust, anxiety, love, machines, inviting someone into your body and mind in a very literal way, with that neural port as the conflux of it all. It’s got me feeling something.

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[jordanswitches]

need to go back in time and tell my younger self, hey i know you feel like such a freak for liking tickling but when you're older you're gonna be making content about it and have a ton of people supporting you and it'll be the best thing in your life