#they're our favorite and we adore them and. just. why did no one use the bedroom

[wileys-russo]

ingrid from "hidden in plain sight", "did you just say you got a ring?", in a cafe - thanks either way hehe

set way into the future of this and this a simple cronut II i.engen x rolfö!reader

"baby stop pouting." your girlfriend laughed, finding you curled up on the sofa with a scowl embedded into your features, arms crossed and eyes trained on the tv, though whatever was playing on the screen was the last thing on your mind.

"no! you are going for breakfast to my favorite cafe, with my sister, on my day off, and my girlfriend didn't invite me?" you huffed, flicking the amused norwegian a dirty look, grumbling something else beneath your breath in swedish she didn't quite catch.

"i made you breakfast. your sister is also my friend. it is our day off and i thought we had an agreement that it was better for everyone if you and frido have a little space sometimes." ingrid reminded with a raised eyebrow but all you did was huff again as your only response.

"i see we are being very mature today." your girlfriend teased, again copping an evil look making her smile only widen, finding your annoyance utterly adorable which was the opposite of the desired effect.

"but she third wheels us all the time! without an invitation!" you reminded throwing your arms up and following after ingrid who returned to the bedroom, your sister inviting herself over to your shared apartment with the midfielder at least twice a week, going as far as to have had her own key cut.

then another key cut when you'd confiscated that first one.

"yes which is why we all agreed on some space. look i know i am the glowing centre of both of your worlds but-" you made an indignant noise at that, throwing yourself down onto the bed with narrowed eyes.

"-but i am my own person. who sometimes wants to hang out with my girlfriend by myself-" ingrid paused to lean down and steal a kiss. "-or hang out with my best friend by myself." she finished sending you a firm look as you exhaled.

"do you promise to bring me back a cronut?" you muttered, grumpily but in acceptance that throwing a tantrum was not going to achieve what you wanted, and thinking about it further that really wasn't to see your sister today.

"of course i will my love." ingrid chuckled as you sat up against the headboard, watching as she changed which jacket she was wearing several times.

"the cream cardigan, goes with the new puma shoes you're supposed to take a picture in this week." you hinted heavily, this time finally with a small smile as ingrid clicked her tongue and smacked her palm against her head.

"i love you." the norweigan groaned, grabbing either side of your face and pressing a kiss to your lips with a loud mwah as you hummed in amusement as her phone chimed.

"enjoy your breakfast, don't forget my cronut please." you stood off the bed and warned, a few soft kisses exchanged before ingrids phone starting ringing, your sister clearly impatiently waiting downstairs.

"even when she's not here, she interrupts." you quipped with a roll of your eyes, ingrid chuckling and stealing one last kiss. "your ass looks good in those shorts." she shamelessly commented, watching as you wandered back to the living room.

"i know. thats why i wear them!" you winked, blowing her a kiss and collapsing into the sofa, wiggling around to get comfortable. "if they're still on when i get back kjærlighet, you'll be getting more than just a cronut." the norweigan smirked, sending you a wink of her own before the door closed after her.

~

"-so, i may have lied to you about wanting to see you." ingrid started as she and frido took a seat outside, sunglasses covering their eyes and coffees in hand, awaiting their breakfast to arrive.

"so it has happened. you have finally come to your senses and realised i am the better rolfö, and the more entertaining, and fun to be around, and-" the blonde started with a sigh as her best friends eyes rolled.

"shut up! let me speak." ingrid huffed as the older blonde chuckled but tipped her coffee toward her in a silent apology, nodding for her to continue, interrupted once more by their food arriving as both girls uttered thank yous.

"so i love your sister, very very much." ingrid began, food untouched as fridolina instead dug right in. "clearly, you must to have put up with her for so long. does she still do the wheezy thing when she sleeps when she-" the midfielder begun as ingrids eyes again rolled.

"frido!" "sorry sorry, go on gushing over how much you love my baby sister." she pulled a face of disgust and waved for ingrid to continue.

"i love your sister so much that i want to marry her." ingrid decided being direct may be her best choice right not to get this out, interrupted once more but this time by frido choking on a mouthful of eggs.

a waitress rushing over the swede hastily waved her off with an embarrassed grimace, chugging a glass of water as ingrid sipped on her coffee, rather unfazed by the reaction.

"marriage!?" the blonde managed to get out once she'd somewhat recovered, ingrid nodding. "but-but-you're...and she's just...marriage!?" your sister was in a state of shock, wide eyed and heart racing.

"yes. we've been together for three years now, i know she's the one i want to spend the rest of my life with. i have spoke with your parents, i have the ring, all i want now...is your blessing." ingrids voice softened, a hint of insecurity dancing around the edge of her request, coffee put down and fingers drumming on the table nervously.

"my bless-wait. did you just say you got a ring?" your sisters eyes somehow opened wider as ingrid nodded, grabbing her bag off the table, placing a small black box between them which frido carefully picked up.

"i-wow. ingrid." your sister exhaled, shaking her head as she popped open the box, oggling the engagement ring hidden within. "is it too much? not enough? will she like it?" your girlfriend bit her bottom lip anxiously, fingers resuming their drumming against the tabletop.

"hey. it is perfect because it came from you ing, of course she will love it." frido picked up on her best friends energy then, closing the box and placing it back down on the table.

"but if you have spoken with my family. why do you want my blessing?" the older girl asked with a curious though not unkind frown. "

why do you think? your opinion means more to her than she would ever let on, much more than even your parents or anyone." ingrid professed, and not untruthfully, though you may clash heads a lot your sister was one of the most important people in your life, a life you'd never dare to imagine without her in it.

"you know i love to tease her about being the baby of the family, but even with that you do not need my blessing ingrid, but of course you have it." frido spoke softly, reaching across the table to squeeze your girlfriends hand in assurance as the tension bled from her body and she slumped back into her seat with a relieved exhale.

"is that why you would not let her come? you know i have many texts from her threatening me if i did not tell you to invite her." the blonde laughed, shaking her phone making ingrid crack a smile.

"but you didn't." "of course not! when do i ever do what she wants me to?"

"you are both as bad as each other." ingrid chuckled, frido urging for her to eat before her food went cold. "so when are you going to propose?" your sister asked curiously, shovelling another mouthful of eggs in after she did.

"today." ingrid answered casually, once more causing the swede across from her to choke, scrambling for her coffee as ingrid gestured to the young waitress that again they were fine.

"today!?" "yes, today." "what if i had said no!?" "well...i was hoping you would say yes." "ingrid!" "fridolina?"

"you are proposing to my sister. today." frido managed out, once more in state of shock as the norweigan nodded. "i am going to put the ring in the cronut she keeps messaging me not to forget to bring home." ingrid smiled, drinking the last of her coffee.

"hopefully she does not choke on it." "frido! i was not worried about that before!" "well just make sure she finds it before she shoves a pastry down her throat, you know how she is, resource guarding." "your sister is not a dog." "eats like one."

~

ingrid took a deep breath as she stepped into the elevator, checking the paper bag in her hand for the one hundreth time and nodding when she saw the glint of silver just poking out.

she could do this. she could do this. she could do this. she could do this.

"älskade! you are home!"

she could not do this. she could not do this. she could not do this. she could not do this.

"oh my cronut! i adore you."

she had to do this. she had to do this. she had to do this. she had to do this.

ingrid exhaled shakily as you took the bag from her hand, chattering away now in a much happier mood about your morning as ingrid hardly heard a word, her ears ringing and legs heavy as you grabbed the cronut, ring just peeking out.

wait the ring-

before ingrid could say a single word you took an eager bite, swearing in swedish as your tooth bit something hard, eyebrows furrowing as you dropped the cronut back in the bag and cradled your jaw.

"what the-" you fell silent as you poked around and found it, ingrid exhaling shakily as she dropped to one knee, your hand slowly retracting from the bag with wide eyes, ring pursed between your thumb and pointer finger.

"ingrid-" "do you remember the first night we went out when you first came to norway?" ingrid began, shocked at how she was even able to get the words out as her stomach knotted over itself.

"well yes but-" "that couple. the proposal, in front of the entire restaurant. do you remember what you said to me?" all you could do was shake your head, your brain apparently away on holidays as it refused to function.

"you said to me you could not think of anything worse than a public proposal." "i did?" "you did, and i never forgot it."

"so. this might not be the most romantic location, and theres no sunset or beautiful backdrop, no band or photographer or rose petals-" ingrid shifted slightly, eyes trained to yours.

"-but you're here, and you're all i need. barcelona is where things with us really got their first steps, so i thought it was the right place to take the next one, together. my love, will you marry me?" ingrid barely got the words out, terrified of what might come next as a silence fell between you both.

"i-ingrid." you exhaled in a state of shock, gaze flickering rapidly between the pastry covered engagement ring and your girlfriend knelt on the floor before you.

"yes. of course! yes!" you laughed in disbelief, ingrid up and off the ground in record time, surging toward you for a very tight hug as you couldn't quite believe this was really happening.

"you put the ring in my cronut." you managed out, arms wrapped around one another in an airtight embrace. "i was worried you might choke on it." ingrid admitted, pulling back a little as you shared a glance, grins growing in both your features.

ingrid squealed as suddenly you slammed back into her, almost taking her down off her feet as your mouth captured hers in a deep and passionate kiss, tangling your hands in her hair, a moment frozen in time. your first as not just girlfriends, but now, fiancés.

"wait. is this why i could not come to breakfast!?"

[aventurineswife]

Hii! I hope you're having a nice day :D

Can I please request SAHRS being able to listen to Reader simping over them during gameplay? How would they react to their creator swooning over them?

Anyways, remember to drink water and eat something if you haven't yet! I love your writing style <3

My back... 😔🙏

It starts as a normal day. The Museum of Divinity is quiet, the stars shine as usual, and the characters go about their routines.

And then—

"OH MY GOD, LOOK AT THEM. THEY'RE SO FINE."

A pause.

Everyone stops moving.

Wait.

Was that… you?

The divine, all-powerful Creator… SIMPING???

Chaos erupts.

Welt: Drops his pen. Adjusts his glasses like he misheard something.

Himeko: Chokes on her coffee.

Himeko's smirk is IMMEDIATE. "Oh? You have favorites, dear Creator?"

Welt tries to act composed. But his ears are red.

They both pretend to be unaffected, but inside? SCREAMING.

Blade STOPS FUNCTIONING.

"Did… did they just call me fine?"

He won't admit it, but his grip on his sword tightens.

Dan Heng freezes mid-action.

If you’re swooning over him, his face is burning.

If you’re swooning over Blade, he glances at him with mild betrayal.

They don’t speak about it. But they think about it. A lot.

Aventurine? Smug. So smug.

"Well, well, well… seems like our Creator has excellent taste."

Sunday? LIVING FOR IT.

"Oh? You adore me so? Say more, divine one."

Sunday basks in your words. Aventurine teases relentlessly.

If you simp for someone else?

Aventurine: "A shame. You could have had me, dear Painter."

Sunday: "A tragic oversight, truly. But worry not! You may still admire me."

They’re never letting you live this down.

Kafka smirks immediately.

"Oh, how cute. Do go on, dear."

Black Swan tilts her head, thinking deeply.

"A divine being… capable of adoration? Fascinating."

They start analyzing every word.

How often do you compliment them?

Which characters do you favor the most?

What tone do you use? Flustered? Playful? Devoted?

Kafka savors every second.

Black Swan tries to understand why your affection feels so… real.

Luocha bows slightly. "A rare honor to be admired by divinity."

He’s calm outside. Internally? He’s thinking about it too much.

Jing Yuan chuckles. "You wound me, dear Creator. I had no idea you held such affections."

Lazy smirk, but his heart skips a beat.

If you simp for someone else?

Jing Yuan: "Truly a shame. I thought I was the favorite."

Luocha: "Ah… I see. A tragic fate, indeed."

They’re too smooth about it, but deep down? They’re blushing.

March 7th: SHRIEKS.

"OMG, SAME."

Sparkle: LOSES HER MIND.

"Finally! The Creator speaks the truth!"

They immediately gossip.

If you simp for Jing Yuan? → "I KNEW HE WAS A CREATOR FAVORITE!"

If you simp for Blade? → "Oooo, the dark and broody type, huh?"

They’re so entertained by your reactions. They start listening in more often.

EVERYONE starts listening more carefully.

Characters start acting up more in battle, hoping you’ll say something again.

Some get competitive. ("You called THEM fine? What about me?")

Some get smug. ("You’re completely obsessed with me, aren’t you?")

Some get flustered and pretend they didn’t hear it.

No matter what—

You can NEVER take it back.

Okay guys, no more SAHSRAU anymore. It was fun knowing everyone of you. We shall meet next year 🥰💖

[eclecticopposition]

HI we are HERE to Phrygianpost. this is extremely good and true and we are so. so fucking upset about the breakfast nook. you have no idea how upset we are about the breakfast nook

however we DO want to talk about deck seven. because we think it is important to note that while being trapped as a lab 100% is a thing that sucks shit, and the reason they need to reclaim being a space, the general feeling of unease is actually likely to be pretty true to Phrygian's Being? we've got a couple of things that are worth looking at with regards to this

the first is from the podcast itself. please consider Keith's description of Phrygian's true form, briefly shown in partizan when their first war form got motion'd

The second thing is the actual definition of the word phrygian, which we believe reflects a core piece of their character done intentionally from the start. Here's a video about it, if you're curious.

All this is to say: Phrygian at this point in their life is not meant to make people happy. They are a different thing, a thing that is unsettling. They are a sound and an irregular rhythm. They are a haunted deck. And that is a good thing! Branched being viscerally uncomfortable to behold is not just "Waugh Creepy...!!", it means that the things that they are can be hard to accept or like we feel we need to justify or qualify somehow. But this is what Phrygian is! They're fucking spooky! They unsettle people! The feeling of being unsettling is probably something that they find very appealing about themSelf in the first place! That is is the good thing that they are!

the actual fucked up thing about deck seven, we think, is that Phrygian was this thing and it was taken away from them. deck seven is a thing that they lost. it has been five years, things changed, and trauma took away the simplicity of enjoying this state of existence, and they had to find another way to be. and maybe part of that is growing into a different person, but we think it should be known that they could happily have stayed spooky, in the world where they'd had the choice

i do still (occasionally) (also when keith mentions it) think about how noone really interacted with phrygian much outside of their humanoid shape much (room, place, objects etc), and when they did it usually went with a general sense of that being so strange / weird / kind of offputting. and of course part of it is that it's jokes from the cast & saying things like 'i don't want to party inside of you' are just kind of funny, i guess*, and on the other hand (watsonian) i can buy it from the characters who were raised with/under anti-branched propaganda, HOWEVER

Get over it!! Get over it!!!!! Skill‼️ Issue‼️

[squiddyfics]

into you

part two: my favorite part

[ part one | part three | part four | part five | part six ]

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[mer-acle]

Snippet: Silent Wars

~The Dean Family~

This snippet takes place a few weeks into Ares and Aphrodite dating, and they're hanging out at a café

--------------------------

Ares’ phone buzzed, and his eyes flickered from it to Aphrodite.

She smiled.

“Go ahead, check it. I don’t need you to never take your eyes off me.”

He chuckled, unlocking the screen, then shook his head.

“Thena, you cannot be for real.”

He grinned at her apologetically.

“My sister. Asks to bring olives from the store on the way home. I have no idea why she likes those things, but whatever.”

He typed a reply before putting the phone face-down again.

“She getting her olives?” Aphrodite asked with a smirk.

“’course she is. I’m a good brother.”

“Bet you are.” Aphrodite hesitated for a moment. “What’s your family like? I mean… so far all I know is that you live with your sister and your parents are filthy rich.”

Ares huffed, a little embarrassed.

“My dad inherited that money,” he said. “It obviously made a lot of stuff easier for us, but Athena and I both want to stand on our own two feet. In my case so I have something if Dad decides to disown me for getting a tattoo.” He laughed.

“Would he?” Aphrodite asked.

Ares shrugged.

“Nah, I was joking. He doesn’t care a lot about what I do, I think he’s given up.” He grinned. “I kinda want to see how he’d react if Athena got a tattoo though. I think he’d flip his shit.”

Aphrodite raised her eyebrows.

“Why would it be different with her?”

“Cos she’s the golden child,” Ares said easily. “Academic prodigy, polite, hardworking, never any trouble or in any trouble. Of course she’s his favorite.”

Aphrodite grimaced.

“I hate when parents pick favorites. I’m sorry your father is like that.”

Ares shrugged.

“It’s okay. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to trade places with Athena, she works herself to the bone for that stupid law degree she doesn’t even want if you ask me. But unless she gets struck by literal lightning, she will not quit it. Maybe not even if she did.”

“That does sound hard,” Aphrodite said. “You mentioned a little brother once as well, I think?”

“Oh, Heph?” Ares’ face softened instantly. “Yeah, that’s our baby brother. He’s eight. Smart little guy. Likes to tinker around with things. Honestly sometimes I already don’t get what he does with his little machines, but they do work. He’s a good egg, that one.”

Aphrodite smiled at the tenderness in his voice.

“It’s just you three then?”

“In a family sense, yeah. Technically we have some more half-siblings because my father doesn’t respect his marriage.”

“Oh,” Aphrodite said.

“Yeah…” Ares sighed. “We don’t really know them. It… It is how it is, I guess.”

“And your Mom is just… putting up with it?”

Ares sighed.

“I guess… He’s not this terrible person, you know? He’s difficult and he doesn’t listen to people ever but he’s not… I think Mom does love him. And she doesn’t want to rip the family apart.” He paused for a second. “I’m mad at him a lot, but he’s still my Dad. Stupid, maybe, but it’s how it is.”

“No, I get that.” Aphrodite said, hesitating for a moment. “My parents… aren’t the easiest people to be around either, but I still love them.” She smiled a little wistfully. “You have a picture of all of you by any chance? I’d like to see them.”

Ares grinned.

“You’re lucky I graduated recently, Athena is really camera-shy otherwise. One sec.”

He scrolled through his gallery for a minute, then turned the phone toward her.

“There we have ‘em, the Deans in all their messy glory.”

Aphrodite smiled looking at the photograph, Ares standing in the middle with his graduation cap, smiling proudly. Next to him, his parents, his mother to his right her hand resting on his shoulder, his father to his left. In front of them, young boy sat in a wheelchair, the same dark hair as his mother, an adorable little bow tie matching the orange of the wheels. Beside him knelt a young girl, brownhaired like Ares and their father, one arm casually resting on the armrest of the chair.

“Anyone ever tell you that your sister and you could be twins? You have the same birth mark and everything.”

Ares chuckled.

“Yeah, we get that a lot. Ath is older than me though.”

Aphrodite’s eyes lingered on the picture, on the mother's gentle smile, on the father's expression that she couldn't fully grasp but might have interpreted as pride if they hadn't just talked about it. On the childlike sincerity in the young boy’s face, on the sister’s posture that clearly communicated ‘do not photograph me’ yet had a softness to it that she felt strangely drawn to.

She handed the phone back to Ares with a smile.

“I can't wait to meet them.”

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[heartfullofleeches]

Remy I miss you I love you also. Titus. I love him and miss him. And also Nightlight reader. Babies. Beloved.

[I had am old blurbo with Nightlight and Titus I scrapped. Here's one for him and Remmy too]

Remmy finding Nightlight Reader at a thrift store while looking for more dolls to add to his collection of antiques. They're the most beautiful "doll" he's never seen- (anything that has a humanoid form and is made of plastic, wood, cotton is a doll to Remmy- even androids). He takes the android home - planning to clean them up and give them a comfortable spot in his room. When Remmy touches the heart on their chest-

"Powering on.......backup battery at 12% percent....Accessing memory...No memories found... error...error...err-"

"Ah!.. That was scary. Hm, where did I end up now? Oh! Hello, tiny person - are you my new owner?"

Remmy instantly falls in love seeing this robot pick up on the dolls on his bed and speaking to it as a normal person. "Um, actually..I think that's me."

"Whoa! Where did you come from? My apologies, owner - what should I call you?

Remmy falls more in love with Nightlight by the second. They're so caring, and warm, and they love to play with his dolls as much as he does. They would follow his every command as part of their programming, but Remmy hardly feels the need to order them around because he knows they'll never leave him and for that he'd do anything from them. Stays awake all night until nightlight carries him to bed making new clothes for them. Buys all the books he needs to repair any minor damages they might have - and completely erase any trace of their memories of the past.

All Remmy needs is Nightlight. All Nightlight needs is Remmy.

-

Titus is given Nightlight Reader as a present from his guards after finding the android in a landfill on earth and repairing them to working order- The emperor has been more irritable than usual- if he dislikes this bot, his guards pray that smashing them to bits will be enough to quell his anger at least for a time. The guards present the android to their king and wait-

"What have you brought to bore me with now?'

"We believe it is an earth made machine designed to relieve stress for humans-"

The emperor chuckles. "Is that so?~ I have been rather pent up recently, and it isn't a complete eyesore, but you are aware of our difference in size, yes? Are you certain it won't break on first use?"

"Er, not in that exact way, your highness. You see, they-"

Titus huffs. "Then what good is it?"

"Just....allow me to turn them on. Please place your finger on their heart, your highness."

"This is ridiculous...."

The emperor does as instructed

"Powering on....Battery at 100%...System rebooting."

"Mm....Huh? What a strange place... Are you my new own..er? Oh, owner- your stress levels are dangerously high - they're increasing by the second! Why won't I sing you a lullaby while you relax with your favorite drink? I know lots, but I can always make up new ones - maybe one about your pretty eyes."

"That..... actually sounds wonderful. I haven't had a decent night of rest in ages. It's humorous to me how you were able to figure that out in seconds when these fools have been with me for centuries. I think I'm going to enjoy your company more than I thought."

Titus cannot go or sleep anywhere which his little nightlight. Feeling their heated, smaller form is all thats needed to knock him out like a light. Nightlight Reader is restricted from joining Titus in meetings for that sole reason. This whole ass tyrant sits in his chair pouting like a child until he can reunite with his little love. Decorates them like the doll they are with jewelry and adorable outfits. Whenever Titus is in one of his rages, guards quickly run off to retrieve nightlight from wherever they're exploring in the palace

[attentionneedyqueen]

Rating R/syscringe comments about me!

My original post and The reddit post <3

Tw : Ableism

User 1 :

Uhm 💀

[RATING: 1/10. Boring, but straight to the point.]

User 2 (top 5% commenter) :

so it's gotten to the point they're just loud and proud about it, yet they're still getting away with this? real classy, if it's not bait i'll be really annoyed.

[RATING: 8/10 No, dear redditor, it is not bait. I am being #deadass, /Srs, if you will. A little trueposting on main. Imoblogging. Favorite out of the bunch as it makes us plurals sound like some evil movement]

User 3 :

They’re right in that there is absolutely nothing wrong with wanting validation, attention, and to be more interesting! But there are unhealthy ways of going about getting there.

→ User 4 (replying to 3) :

We need to normalize requesting attention. Normalize saying “hey, I’m lonely and/or bored and want someone to talk to.” Normalize saying “Hey, I feel like I’m being ignored.”

[RATING: -0.0010/10 PLZZZ ADD SOME PIZZAZ PLZZZ. Well at least User 3's kinda based.]

User 5 :

ew

[RATING: 0/10 because one less letter and no emoji unlike the first one. I like to think I'm fair ]

User 6 :

At least they have the guts to accept that DID faking is typically done for attention. I’d prefer this attitude over a “NOO!!1!!1! EVERY SYSTEM IS VALID AND U CANT FAKECLAIM CUZ UR JUST A SILLY JELLY SINGLET WITH NO MEDICAL LITERACY OR COMPASSION FOR MY OBVIOUS SUFFERINGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHGRRR>>:(((“

-> User 3 (Replying to 6) :

Right? I would prefer this over “gusss I HATE having DID why did our Martha Washington factive do our homework by candlelight with all the lights off”

[RATING: 3/10 NOOOOO USER 3!!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BASEDDDDDD!!!!]

User 7 :

Jesus fucking Christ man. On Christmas eve?????

[RATING: 8/10 Christmas came 341 days early :3]

User 8 :

Fuck them, so tired of this fucking bullshit they do and in a way it's fucking worst when they are fucking open about fucking faking a fucking horrible mental illness, fuck them 😤

[RATING: -5/10 ohmygoooodddddd cheer UP! People with a disorder just have a disorder ! Not the fucking bubonic plague cursed apon them from Bhaal. Fucking "horrible mental illness" is like sooo varied from person to person.]

User 9 (1% commenter) :

Finally they admit to being attention seekers

[RATING: 100000/10 LOUD AND PROUD BROTHER!!!!]

CONCLUSION :

Well, that was fun! Honestly I hope more people do stuff like this. Being posted on that subreddit can be a super fun experience (but only if you make it be/want it to be)! At least for someone like me LOL.

I also find it amusing that they make us sound like a bigger problem than we actually are. It'd be adorable if it wasn't just a smidge concerning.

Anyways! PLZZZZ TAG ME IF YOU RATE COMMENTS FROM THIS SUBREDDIT ON YOUR PLURAL POSTS!!!!!!!!!! PRETTY PLZZZZ!!!!

[peatbogbody]

About San being inscrutable, I think he is waaaay more calculating than people think. Like the recent pics of him clinging to Wooyoung, Seonghwa and Yunho, he's attracting all of the attention on himself while at the same time making it look like it wasn't his intention. He's just cuddling his bros, right? ☺ ... right? 🧐 lol

He fools a lot of us with his clingy, pouty, affectionate persona on camera 😌

But Wooyoung said that in private if he tries to kiss San fists come flying (the only safe members to kiss are Mingi, Yunho, Seonghwa and Yeosang - despite his loud protests lol)

And in the past Ateez said that in private San is "crazy" and gets very angry very easily.

You'd never tell from what he shows on camera.

Atiny who met him in person said that in all of Ateez he's the one that keeps his distance the most like he's always putting up a wall between himself and the fans and often has cold eyes and expressions.

(I think that's completely NORMAL, idols are not what they appear to be and they can't be warm and happy 100% of the time, at the end of the day this is business for them; but lots of Atiny are taken aback because San's usually a really good actor... the problem is, they don't realize he's "acting" and that's why they feel disappointed)

San's friendship with Seonghwa and Mingi fascinates me the most not only because they're flatmates (I'd die to see their dynamic and routines) but also because they seem so different.

Seonghwa is very naturally sweet but despite what the fandom thinks he's quite dominant in his own way (there's a reason we joke that Hongjoong is the pirate king, but it's the queen that sits on the throne/Hongjoong always does whatever Seonghwa wants). Ateez worry about him because he's always making excuses for people that treat him badly or with disrespect.

And Mingi is a puzzle, he wants to be seen as cool and tough but we all call him Princess because despite his best efforts we can see his "true" personality. And Ateez say he's even sweeter and more adorable in private, that he's a "baby" (one of my favorite moments is when Mingi complains that his mom still calls him a baby and Ateez are like "well she's right" lol).

There's a clear difference between how Seonghwa and Mingi are in private vs how San is in private according to Ateez.

A while ago I saw someone say that San subconsciously (or consciously? 🧐) tries to copy Seonghwa's but especially Mingi's real personality in front of the camera, because he realized that Big Boy With A Heart Of Gold is a winning combo. And I'm a bit stuck on that.

Despite this being a winning combo Mingi feels the need to hide (because of his anxiety? because he's the most disrespected member BY FAR by fans&non-fans and feels safer this way?)

And Seonghwa from early on fit very neatly into the caretaker, mom-of-the-group role, so in a sense he's got nothing to prove, all he has to do is to keep being his usual sweet self (very easy for him) and people's opinion of him will remain positive. He doesn't care about being a Big Boy, he is Mother.

But San is one of the members that changed the most, he bulked up, he changed his voice, his demeanor.

Now no one would dare call him effeminate or "whiny". He's masculine and "pouty".

He's always had a "heart of gold" but now he's very masculine, very macho, very bro (he also speaks a very frat boy kind of English lol which is a CHOICE) while before he was called effeminate, his voice was constantly high pitched, Jongho would carry him around over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, etc. etc....

He was tired of that and did all he could to go in the opposite direction and change our perception of him, to appear like a man's man, but STILL keep some of that sweetness that's necessary for an idol to attract fans

Idk if I'm just imagining things but San looked a bit upset? when the fortune teller said he has feminine energy no matter how much he bulks up?

And I also think that this is why his dynamic with Wooyoung has changed. Woosan fans always complain that they don't have many moments together anymore, that "Yeosang is in the way" (yikes), that KQ is sabotaging them etc. But I just think that Wooyoung has changed a lot as well. He's more reserved, more mature, less loud (still loud af lol but less than before). San doesn't get to be the "dominant one" in the couple with 0 effort anymore. They're both equally masculine and dominant. On the other hand Yeosang is called a fairy or a puppy by the fandom.

Maybe it's less that KQ put space between Woosan, and more that San saw a new possibility for fanservice in Yeosang? And Wooyoung seems pretty tired of unhinged fan behaviors like shipping or stalking or being rude or stirring the pot for no reason like the latest Vata controversy

(Now Woo and San seem to be finding a new balance and we're getting more moments between them, but for a while it was 0)

What I'm saying is that San is VERY focused on business and being the "perfect idol" (like Yunho is focused on being likeable and "the fandom's boyfriend"... both are the hardest members to read for fans and it's not a coincidence) and I think this is why some people might feel taken aback or even disappointed when they interact with him in person. In person it's always more difficult to keep the mask up perfectly

oooh this is fascinating. posting mostly without comment except to say pls come off anon and write more.

ok i will just say one thing. people can have different sides for different situations and it's not necessarily possible to say which one is "real".

ok LAST thing, is that ultimately i tend to default to the stance of taking artists at their word, or whatever else they choose to present publicly. both bc i don't have the time to comb through all the evidence available and i don't really want to. they're allowed to have sides to themselves they don't show to the public and it really has no bearing on my respect for them as an artist which is always going to be the basis of my reason for paying attention to them. THIS IS NOT A DISS or discounting what you are saying At All. i have immense fun dissecting People('s personalities 😉) too, tbh i think it's part of my flavor of autism. but for the sake of my time and sanity i have to remember to just call it sometimes ^^

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

"What do we do? What do we do?!" Dustin panicked.

"Well, not panic for one thing," Max said.

"How are you remaining so calm about this?" Dustin hissed.

"Because they need us to remain calm, and it helps if you're holding one," Max said as she snuggled the bundle in her arms. "Pick him up off the floor, Dustin."

Robin's small hands wrapped themselves around Max's braid and tugged.

"Hair is wed, Maxy," Robin said.

"Yeah, my hair is red," Max said in amusement.

Dustin sighed and picked up Steve off the floor.

"It's Otay, Dusty, I wasn't going to bofer you," Steve said.

"He is pretty adorable," Dustin sighed. "How did this happen?"

"Well, you wanted to prove that the woman in the weird new occult shop wasn't a witch. You dug through her things, read a spell, and turned our favorite babysitters into kids!" Max shrieked. "The witch panicked, and now we don't know where she is or where the store is."

"Yeah, this is all my fault," Dustin sighed. "Does this make us the babysitters now?"

"Yes," Max replied. "We need to get them to Joyce and Hopper. Maybe El can find the witch."

"We can walk," Robin said as she wiggled in Max's arms.

"Alright, but we need to stick together," Max said as she set her down.

Steve wiggled out of Dustin's arms, and Robin took his hand. They started skipping ahead of them as they walked out of the building.

"Aw, even though they don't know each other, somehow they know they're best friends," Dustin said.

"They are pretty cute," Max agreed as she pushed her glasses up her nose. "Glad their clothes shrunk with them."

Steve and Robin were giggling as they skipped happily. Suddenly, Steve tripped and fell on the concrete.

"Oh, nose!" Robin yelled. "Stebe! Stebe! Don't cwy!"

Steve’s eyes welled up with tears, and his bottom lip trembled as knee started to bleed through his now holy pants. Dustin took off his pack and pulled out a first aid kid.

"Hey, buddy, don't worry, it's not that bad. Dusty's got you," Dustin said softly.

"Bone is sticking out, Stebe," Robin said and Steve wailed.

"That's not very helpful, Robin," Max scolded, and Robin giggled. "It's not sticking out, Steve."

"It's not?" Steve asked.

"No," Max said softly.

Dustin cleaned the wound and put a band-aid on it.

"See? All better," Dustin said.

"Wait!" Robin exclaimed.

She leaned down and kissed Steve’s band-aid.

"Now, all better!" Robin yelled.

"Dank Dou, Wobbie and Dusty," Steve sniffled, and Max whipped his nose with a tissue.

Steve took Max's hand while Robin took Dustin's. Steve and Robin joined hands in the middle of them.

"I'm already exhausted," Dustin said. "Even as a kid, Steve is always getting hurt."

"Well, now we know how Steve feels chasing us around. He usually gets hurt keeping us safe," Max pointed out.

"That's true," Dustin said. "Now I know why he's anxious all the time. It's stressful worrying about them."

Just as they left the parking lot of the little strip mall, Lucas and Mike finally decided to show up on their bikes.

"Well, finally escaped the house. Let's go check out the witch," Lucas said.

"You assholes are a little late," Max scowled. "The witch turned Steve and Robin into kids, then panicked before disappearing with her shop."

"So, Dustin was wrong. She is a witch!" Mike exclaimed.

"Let's focus on the fact that Steve and Robin have been turned into little kids," Dustin said, squinting his eyes at him.

"Are you a ghost?" Robin asked Mike.

"Max is nearly as pale as I am," Mike scowled at Robin.

"Cwanky ghost," Robin giggled with Steve.

"Ghost needs a nap," Steve laughed.

"Aww, man, they're cute," Lucas grinned.

"We were going to see Hop and Joyce. Maybe El could help us find the witch," Max said.

"Joyce is having a family day. That's why Will and El couldn't come with us," Mike explained.

"Okay, so, what are we supposed to do with them in the meantime?" Dustin asked.

"Take care of them like they took care of us," Lucas scoffed. "Obviously. Maybe they'll turn back by tomorrow."

"Okay, but if they don't turn back by tomorrow, then we're taking them to Hopper and Joyce," Dustin said. "I guess we should go to Steve’s house since no one is there and I have a key."

"They need clothes and food," Mike said. "Can they even go to the restroom by themselves?"

"I'm a big boy," Steve scowled, his little fists on his hips.

"Yes, that's right you are. Don't listen to the mean old ghostie," Max cooed at him and Steve beamed.

"Well, you know Steve always keeps the fridge and pantry stocked," Dustin said. "Let's go get them some clothes."

"Oh, yes, two menacing children in a clothing store, what could go wrong?" Mike rolled his eyes.

"You could could be a little more optimistic, Mike, jeeze," Dustin said.

Turns out Mike was being realistic. They were only in the store for five minutes before they lost both of them. Dustin, of course, panicked, as well as Mike. It was Lucas and Max who remained calm. They were the ones who found them hiding and giggling inside one of the clothing rack. It took one look from Max for them to settle down and look guilty.

"You aren't going to tell our Mama, are you?" Steve asked.

"We don't habe the same Mama, member?" Robin asked.

"Oh yeah. . .how come?" Steve asked.

"I don't know," Robin frowned.

"We should," Steve said.

"My mama can be your mama!" Robin exclaimed.

"Otay!" Steve exclaimed and then lowered his voice. "I don't like my mama. She leaves me all the time."

Max scooped him up and hugged him tightly. Robin tugged on Lucas's pants and held her arms up. Lucas smiled and placed her on his hip, laughing as Max doted on Steve.

"What kind of clothes we should get?" Lucas asked.

"No girly clothes for Robin, though," Max said. "She doesn't like pink."

"Can I has girl clothes?" Steve asked. "I like pink and blellow."

"Ooh, that yellow shirt with pink flowers would look good on you," Max said. "Let's do this."

They bought a couple of outfits, some pajamas, and underwear, as well as socks. They had to pool their allowances together, but they managed. If they needed them for any longer, Steve had a washing machine and dryer. They walked to Steve’s. Robin and Steve having nodded off on Max and Lucas, but they woke up the moment they walked through the door.

"Okay, I think you guys have this," Mike said. "I'm going to go. If I wanted to babysit, I would have stayed at home."

"Nooo! Ghost don't go!" Robin whined.

She wiggled out of Lucas's arms and held her arms up for Mike. He sighed and scooped her up, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, I'll stay," Mike said.

"Yay!" Robin exclaimed.

"They took care of us, we take care of them now," Dustin said pointedly to Mike. "Like Lucas said."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Hungy," Robin said and pointed to her mouth. "Ahhh."

"Mac and Cheese!" Steve exclaimed. "It's Blellow! I can make it. Mama says I don't need her, I'm a big boy."

"Yeah, you're a big boy but not big enough to make the food. You need us, okay?" Max said.

"Mama wrong?" Steve asked.

"So wrong," Max said.

"Can we watch toons?" Steve whispered.

"You deserve it," Max said and placed him on the ground.

Robin wiggled out of Mike's arms and took Steve’s hand before running into the living room.

"GHOST!" Robin yelled.

"TOONS!" Steve screamed. "PWEAASE?!"

"Ghost, you're being summoned to watch toons," Dustin said in amusement.

Mike flipped him off before walking into the living room.

"You guys can make the Mac and Cheese. I'm going to watch some toons," Max said and disappeared into the living room.

"MAX!" Robin and Steve screamed. "IT'S SCOOBY!"

It was left up to Dustin and Lucas to make the food, which wasn't that hard. Since they were so pleasant about it, they allowed Robin and Steve to eat in the living room. They sat on the couch with bed trays on their laps as they ate their food. Robin and Steve sat on the couch, bobbing their head to the music as they sang along to the Scooby-Doo theme song. Lucas couldn't help it when he found the Polaroid and took a picture of Robin clutching a lock of Steve’s hair gently in her hand while Steve did the same with her as they ate with their free hand.

"They're so cute," Lucas said.

"You so want a kid of your own," Max scoffed.

"I mean, not now. I'm 14, but maybe when I'm older and I get the chance to adopt a kid who doesn't have people to love or care for them," Lucas shrugged.

Max smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Sweet," she blushed.

"Ewww!" Steve and Robin exclaimed.

"Barf," Robin said.

"You still want them, broody?" Max asked.

"They're not so bad," Lucas laughed.

TWO HOURS LATER. . .

"I LOOKED AWAY FOR ONE GODDAMN SECOND!" Dustin shrieked.

"Where's Steve?!" Mike asked.

"In the kitchen trying to make a cake for Dusty!" Max yelled. "Yeah, there is flower everywhere!"

"Where the fuck is Robin?!" Lucas asked.

"Oh, she's hanging around," Dustin said casually.

"SHE'S HANGING FROM THE DRAPES!" Mike screamed.

"Ghost! Watch!" Robin screamed. "I'm a bird!"

"NO THE FUCK YOU'RE NOT!" Mike screamed.

He managed to dive over the couch and catch her before she hit the floor.

"Good catch, Mike," Dustin said.

"I am never having kids," he said.

"Cwanky ghost," Robin said.

"Ghost needs a nap," Mike said.

She wiggled out of Mike's arms and ran into the kitchen. Max was lifting Steve out of the flour when Robin decided to dive in.

"SNOW!" Robin exclaimed. "Loook! Snow angle!"

"More like snow devil," Mike said, breathing heavily as he hurried into the room.

"Alright, guys, bath time!" Lucas exclaimed, clapping his hands.

"No baff!" Robin and Steve exclaimed.

"Yes, bath," Lucas said.

"The bath isn't a punishment. You have to get clean," Max said. "Or otherwise you're going to grow icky stuff on your bodies like spider eggs that will hatch and crawl all over you!"

"Max!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Baff! Baff!" Robin and Steve yelled as they ran to Max.

Max smirked as she led them to the bathroom. Lucas quickly followed.

"Mike, Dustin, clean up the kitchen while we clean up Double Trouble over here," Max said.

Steve and Robin babbled to each other as they splashed around in the bath, soaking the both of them.

"What language are they speaking?" Lucas asked.

"I think they're creating their own language," Max said.

"Don't twins do that?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, they're soul twins," Max said and shared a grin with Lucas.

They managed to get through the bath without any accidents and kept most of the water in the bathtub.

"Alright, if you guys can get dressed for bed without any problems, I'll read you a bedtime story!" Lucas said happily.

Robin and Steve hollered before running upstairs to Steve’s room. When they came back down, they were wearing their new matching blue pajamas they were lined with red stripes. Mike and Dustin were sprawled out one couch looking exhausted. Max hugged the both of them as Lucas snapped yet another photo. He sat on the couch, pulling out a copy of the Hobbit. Robin and Steve sat next to Lucas, looking at the book as he started to read. Once again, they had a grasp of each other's hair, twirling it around their tiny fingers. This time, it was Max taking the picture. Pretty soon, Robin and Steve were fast asleep. Dustin grinned and picked up Steve, turning around to tell Mike to pick up Robin, but Mike had fallen asleep. Max rolled her eyes before picking up Robin. They walked up the stairs and tucked them into Steve’s bed. Steve stirred as did Robin.

"Wobbie?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we best fwiends?" Steve asked.

"Yeah."

"How long?"

"Forever, Stebe."

"Otay."

Their eyes fluttered close, and they were soon fast asleep.

"Oh, man," Dustin said tearfully. "I almost don't want them to grow up."

"Yeah," Max said softly.

They moved downstairs to find that Lucas had fallen asleep as well. Max grinned before snuggling into her boyfriend's side and closing her eyes. Dustin sprawled out in the recliner, putting his hat over his face. It wasn't long before they were all fast sleep. The next morning, Steve and Robin woke up to complete confusion. They were now back to their normal selves.

"What the hell?" Steve asked.

"Don't be so surprised. This isn't the first time we slept in the same bed," Robin yawned.

"Yeah, but I don't remember these pajamas," Steve said. "I feel like we're missing something. What's the last thing you remember?"

"Well, we were going to check out that witch's store with Max and Dustin," Robin said and they shot up.

"Max and Dustin!" Robin and Steve exclaimed.

They stumbled downstairs to find Max, Lucas, Dustin, and Mike fast asleep. Steve picked up the Polaroids that were on the table and showed them to Robin.

"The witch turned us into kids," Steve said.

"And they took care of us," Robin said softly.

"You take care of us. We take care of you," Dustin mumbled. "Lucas said."

"We got good kids," Steve said.

"They'll do," Robin shrugged with a grin.

They walked into the kitchen to make them breakfast, holding hands as they did so.

"Why are we holding hands?" Steve asked.

"No fucking clue!"

"Also, why do I have the sudden urge to call Mike a ghost?"

[butyoudidthis4what]

I am back from today's drive and making a post nobody asked for about music I listened to and has been inspiring and given me thoughts and ideas for current stuff and potentially future stuff!! Also for past No Man's Land! I also replied to songs that were sent in, feel free to check those out too, and was listening to them as well!!

My music taste is... eclectic? I also think I realized that sometimes I'm a lyrics person where they're super inspiring but also more often than not I'm a soundtrack person where the lyrics can be irrelevant it's just about the melody and instrumentation and beat and how it could play in the background of a scene or be used as a song for like an edit of a relationship.

I'm throwing this under a cut to help keep dashboards clean, but read on if you'd like to hear my random thoughts and some new ideas that might be coming soon to a tumblr near you! ♥️ (This post is NSFW a little and 18+ only and I did not proofread this lol).

Hold My Hand - Jess Glynne - Like I mentioned earlier today this is hugeeeee Jack x single mom!Reader vibes for me. I really want to be able to tell you guys it's going to be all fluff but I cannot 😬 I wouldn't say angsty so much as just like some sad moments and difficult feelings but also like quite a bit of fluff and some really sweet moments!! This was a request and I feel like I may have gone off the rails a little and have to do more of a just straight Jack x single mom!Reader.

Adore You - Harry Styles - Also gives me big Jack x single mom!Reader vibes. A reveal about me is Harry is one of if not my favorite artist so I have probably at least three of his songs on any playlist I have.

No Man's Land Songs:

Beautiful Things - Benson Boone - I think I listened to and thought about this song nearly exclusively when I wrote Part 1 and Part 2. Though towards the end of Part 2 I started thinking about other songs. Self-explanatory.

Yellow - Coldplay - I intentionally did not name what Jack and Reader's song was because I wanted people to be able to pick their own! (I will also be intentionally not describing Reader's wedding dress (but I am going to refer to it as a dress), hair, shoes, makeup, ring etc so we can all imagine our own! I'm split on whether to pick a venue.). However, their song is Yellow for me. And it makes me emotional 🥲 I have an idea for a, what I think is really cute, moment at the wedding that involves them dancing to this song but am hesitant to define their song. Maybe I'll release it as a little blurb after. I know it's kind of a fast song to do a first dance to but I do not care 😂 It would be easy enough to just kind of sway too I think.

Anyone - Justin Bieber - Personally I am not a Justin girlie with this song as an exception. The lyrics are so on point for these two it hurts me sometimes : "You say that I won't lose you, But you can't predict the future, So, just hold on like you will never let go," "You are the only one I'll ever love, Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone, Looking back on my life, You're the only good I've ever done, Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone, Not anyone," and "Forever's not enough time to, Love you the way that I want, 'Cause every morning I find you, I fear the day that I don't." In particular "you're the only good I've ever done" just makes me feel some kind of way and I love it so much, especially thinking about Jack thinking it about Reader.

Crazy Girl - Eli Young Band - I know not everyone loves country but I love this song so fucking much and it gives me such them vibes like as they heal and are just generally in their relationship because nobody and no relationship is perfect. In particular these lyrics: "Baby, why you wanna cry? You really oughta know that I, Just have to walk away sometimes, We're gonna do what lovers do, We're gonna have a fight or two, But I ain't ever changin' my mind," I wouldn't last a single day, I'd probably just fade away, Without you, I'd lose my mind," and "Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you? And I wouldn't dream of goin' nowhere, Silly woman, come here, let me hold you, Have I told you lately?, I love you like crazy, girl." It makes me so 😭🥲🫠🥹🥰😍.

September - Earth, Wind & Fire - I can't explain why but this is the ULTIMATE wedding dance song for me. It's such a fucking soundtrack song for me like I listen to it and just visualize their wedding and it will be making an appearance so I apologize in advance if you don't like this song.

Gold on the Ceiling - The Black Keys - I feel like this is such a Vegas song in my mind because it's been in so many Vegas movies. It gave me a thought about Robby and Jack in Vegas and Jack starting to play like higher level poker at a table with you and it gets down to just the two of you and you take him for all he is worth and so he has to show you he's in control in another way that involves you giving him your hotel room keycard.

High - Stephen Sanchez - Jack. This song is so fucking hot to me. I went back to it after I wrote Something Else but the "gonna go down all night" makes me think of it. This also gave me what feels like the most absurd Jack and Robby thought that starts with Jack smut based on how fucking hot I find this song. I've gotten feedback to do the thought but am undecided 😂

Riptide by Vance Joy - Jack. I don't know why and can't elaborate. Just gives me Jack. Very much a soundtrack song for my brain.

Heaven - Julia Michaels - Listen I know it's from 50 Shades but it's a really hot song. Both for me. It gives really soft and steamy but intense sex.

It Ain't Me - Kygo - Very angsty Robby song. Makes me think about your and Robby's relationship in the immediate aftermath of Pitt Fest and the pedes room and roof.

Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood - Jack for me, but I can also see it for Robby. This is like half soundtrack song and half lyrics. Also, this is so fucking stupid, but the album color makes me think of the color of Jack's hair (hot as all fuck), so.

Cleopatra - The Lumineers - Robby. Soundtrack song. I always think about you and Robby having a history and then you come back and your first day as an attending is on the night shift with Jack before Pitt Fest and you and Robby see each other at shift change and it's a tense reunion to say the least. You're there like Jack helping out during Pitt Fest and when things settle you and Robby kind of have it out in the middle of the ED. HEA ending for sure.

Breathing - Anne-Marie - Both. Lyrics are kind of self-explanatory. Her voice also scratches my brain just right.

Older - Isabel LaRosa - Both. No explanation needed. I would like to take the weight off both of their shoulders.

Battleflag - Lo Fidelity Allstars - This will be the only song I will listen to when doing Robby x Reader mirror of Carter x Lucy.

@ashhearts1 sent me some Jack songs that I totally agree with!! Work Song - Hozier, Dark Times - The Weeknd and On My Own - Ashes Remain (which like huge fucking yes I love for Jack). Someone actually commented on I think Part 2 of No Man's Land to not listen to it while reading 😂 She also sent as a crack song Work From Home - Fifth Harmony and when I tell you I fucking lost it I mean it. I love it so fucking much. I said I would love to see his reaction to this song and she said she needed a fanfic of it and I said that if I got drunk enough one night it might happen 😂

This became so long so if you read this all the way through, I am so sorry and thank you so fucking much!! I would love to hear your thoughts and comments or any other songs you guys think fit Jack and/or Robby, so feel free to😂 come in the replies or inbox, I will be chilling and hopefully writing tonight so I will be around! After I water my plants who I neglected last weekend to get Part 2 out!!!! I have so many Jack/Robby x plantmom!Reader thoughts.

[mamawasatesttube]

I love mentor Tim and his hero kids. He says there’s anywhere between 6 and 27 of them at all times, he lost count. He’s lying. He knows everything about them. He is their cringe mentor who uses vintage memes and simultaneously the coolest person they know

there's a whole plot here i'm gonna write one day about tim mentoring a little gaggle of idiot teenagers <3 they adore him but he's so cringefail and they're like god how is it that you of all people know everybody in the hero community??? you did NOT just say "weirdchamp" tim youre killing us!!!

but the plot of this is a lil idiot teenager outsider pov thing wherein like. this lil squad of teenagers (all very starstruck by superfam btw. they all still think yknow superfam are kryptonians 24/7 and live at the fortress of solitude etc.) are blown away by the fact that tim, rook, their kind of pathetic scrunkly mentor who they love TIM, knows supernova. whoa. they saw supernova in the hallway and he stopped to say hi to tim!!! whoa!!!!

but then supernova just like. keeps showing up?? seemingly, like, just to hang out with tim? and theyre like oh my god wait you guys are fRIENDS???? TIM HOW????

supernova of course finds this hilarious, laughs his ass off, and says oh yeah man, this guy's been my bestie since we were what. fifteen? and tim snorts and says yeah, about then. and supernova elbows him and says what, you didn't tell them ANYTHING about our days of bothering red tornado? and tim says wryly, i didn't want to give them any more ideas.

and so, hero worship or not, supernova showing up to lounge on tim's desk while tim instructs them in hand to hand, or to chatter over tim's shoulder while tim tinkers with a new gadget, or this or that, etc, becomes kind of normal. he's just always hanging out, when he's not busy with his own hero work or away with other members of the superfam, etc. it's wild! they're all so starry-eyed. he talks to them about how cool tactile telekinesis is (and why is tim rolling his eyes??? supernova is right, it's SO cool!!) or about his favorite episodes of wendy the werewolf stalker (man that's old and like, a classic. he's cultured!!!! whoa...)

but they just see him around a lot, is the point. he's starting to become a constant presence, and they get to see how seamlessly he and tim interact.

and it is then. that the gaggle of teenagers starts to suspect something.

they have a feeling--and tim plays his cards pretty close to his chest, of course, but they have a feeling... that tim. might actually be in love with supernova.

(what follows: local bunch of dumbass teens with hearts of gold try really earnestly to set tim up with his own husband. tim doesn't understand why this is happening. kon thinks it's hilarious.)

[hugecaniac]

hi, im new to the hurricanes. curious from a fandom pov: who are the best friends in the room? are there any like bigger ships? i want to know your little guys so bad so they can be MY little guys too!! any lore for any of the guys that i should know, or just do you know of any intro to the canes primers?

First of all, HELLO & WELCOME!!!!! It gets a little silly in caniac land but I've only ever had great experiences with other canes fans here and irl, and I hope you'll come to love our little community as well <3

unfortunately, you have come in at a tragic time for carolina hurricanes frienships, as our hot boy best friend squad was recently decimated with the rantanen/necas/drury trade - neci & svech were probably the closest we had to a dynamic duo type :(

we did lose teuvo teravainen during the last offseason(TRAGIC), who was good friends with sebastian aho - he and Seth Jarvis apparently tore it up at aho's wedding this summer. We did keep our finn numbers up with the rantanen aquisition, so our honorary finn jarvy can keep his citizenship.

other good friends are svech & kochetkov who are both younger guys on the team & share the russian bond - svech was his translator when he was first called up & kooch didn't speak much english, here they are being cute as hell about kooch accidentally cursing in an interview. kooch's english has gotten much better this season & he's done a couple of solo interviews with our favorite chaotic color commentator Tripp Tracy (arguably one of the larger personalities in the canes lb)

I'm not really into any shippy stuff with the canes - I think Svech/Kochetkov has some traction, but its definitely not in the realm of the bigger hrpf ships, and I don't personally ship it. If you want to go the historical route, there's always Jeff Skinner/Eric Staal which was HUGE in the early days of hrpf

no canes introduction would be complete without mentioning the seth jarvis phenomenon, either! just today he posted the world's goofiest video from a nascar race with staal, martinook & chatfield. If you're looking for adorable goober, personality extraordinaire, look no further. He is never beating the just a little guy allegations. he does hops with svech as part of his pregame warmup (very adorable)

Also, in a completely objective statement of fact, we have one of the greatest d-men in the league, Jaccob Slavin. He saves us the game practically every time he's on the ice, and he's an absolute angel with some of the lowest penalty minutes in the league consistently. if he ever leaves i will be doing something drastic

and finally, for a primer, I think the most recent one is here from the start of the 23-24 season by @pyotrkochetkov & @smileysvech. It's mostly accurate for team lore, but you'll see as you go through just how much our team has changed over the course of this season & last year! We lost a ton of our d-core over the summer when their contracts were up, and our new GM has been making some BOLD moves with trades & contracts, which is exciting to see from a team perspective but sucks so fucking bad when its your guys leaving :((((((

anyways i hope this was informative & you learned a little bit about the team & why we love them so much! they're truly such a fun group to watch & i hope you think so too <3 we'd love to see you in the lb anytime, and feel free to reach out if you want to know more!

as a bonus, i'll tag some of my favorite canes blogs if you want to follow some others - in addition to the authors of the primer above, i love following @andreisvechnikov @poke-checked @sethjarvy @turbolainen and @captainmcbabygirl for lb/canes content, just off the top of my head!

[epickiya722]

You know what, I expected that they would have Chloe not mention Chad at all. We already know they do not care about continuity.

But I'm going to tell you my problem with not having Chloe mentioning Chad.

Just throwing it out there, it's not that the fandom really cares about Chad like that. I don't really care about Chad like that. (They could have done better with his writing. As for a lot of other characters.)

It's not that the fandom is like "oh, how dare they take away our favorite white boy". It's not that. No, scratch that. It's part of this following reason.

It's that the OG VKs and AKs were done dirty before and it continues. Oh, but it's not just that. See, them leaving most of them out is an "excuse" for something else that I'll talk about later.

Just follow with me here.

Not too long ago they released the Red version of Uma's song, What's My Name. In the song there is this part...

This is Red's part, just so we're clear. They had her make remarks that the VKs are "middle-aged". Mind you while on a song belonging to UMA. The VKs would just be reaching their 20s at this time. Just their 20s!! If you're including Celia, Dizzy and the Smee Twins as VKs (because technically they are) they would probably still be in school.

What's makes this part worse is the "cradle to the grave" lyrics. The songwriters obviously were not thinking when they put that in. They didn't register what fans might they think when hearing those lyrics. Do I have to say it? Like, really think about it.

With this part of the song and no mention of Chad in Chloe's video, it's them saying "well, it's not like the AKs and rest of the VKs are important anyways!"

That's the problem right there. And that's a problem that leads into a bigger problem.

Let's think about the Sea Three. It's like they're already trying to replace them with Uliana, Hook and Morgie.

"But Uma is there!" They knew damn well that Uma would bring in more fans to watch that movie. Uma is a beloved character, why wouldn't they include her? It's the same reason Brandy and Paolo are back playing as Cinderella and Charming.

See, Disney will market off Black and other people of color. They'll be like "oh, we can give this character this, but not this". They can have some good traits, but they still have to get some bad. (Example, Tiana could be a princess!! But she had to spend most of her movie as a damn frog!)

Let me start with Uliana.

What sucks about Uliana and her crew to me is that it seems this time they really want fans to hate on a Black girl... again.

See, I bet in 2017 they didn't anticipate on fans adoring Uma and actually sympathizing with her. And it helps that China is a damn good actress and singer.

They made Uma the "big bad" in the second movie, continuing the "let's make the Black girls and women antagonistic" (Audrey, being played by Sarah Jeffery who is half Black, being mean to Mal and Cruella being played by a Black woman, Wendy Raquel Robinson).

Again, though, that shit didn't work so they're trying it again.

Don't believe me?

Here's the thing. If they wanted Bridget to have this sad backstory who was bullied... why did they make it a Black girl? And why is this character just so happen to be Uma's aunt and Ursula's sister? They couldn't have made another villain character be her bully? To be the reason as to why Bridget aka Queen of Hearts hates Cinderella? In fact, how about Maleficent? She's right there!!

From the looks of the trailer, it may be Uliana did something that made Bridget hate Cinderella. So they couldn't have Maleficent be manipulative and do that then? Why come up with a whole original character related to one of the most other notorious Disney villains (who is Black in the Descendants universe, by the way, Whoopi Goldberg) for just that? Hm?

No, Disney said "let's make trick the fans, make them think that Dara will be playing a sweet, innocent princess and then reveal she'll be playing this bully who we made up".

See, they couldn't use Morgana from the second Little Mermaid movie because one, there's her name. We have Morgie in the movie and his mother's name is Morgana. Two, when the first Descendants movie came out, Disney made it a point to make it seem that the first films of the animated films were canon. Meaning that, yeah, sequels were ignored.

In the case of Chloe and Chad!

As I mentioned before, it comes off that the AKs and VKs are being brushed aside. And yes, it's a problem.

The problem isn't having a new generation. I personally am not upset seeing these new characters, let alone new actors. I hate how they (not the actors, not them) went about this.

They could have easily announced Malia Baker playing Chloe from the start. But no, they didn't do that. On top of that, no mention of Chad??

Disney didn't have Chloe mention Chad because they want to play off him being an OG AK and white and have the fandom feel some kind of way towards Chloe who is of color. They want people to be antagonistic towards and annoyed at Chloe. See, they let this Black girl be a princess... but they'll probably have her be annoying in the movie, some perfectionist, oh and no mention of her supposed brother.

When you think about it... while Uilanna is the Uma here, Chloe is the Audrey.

Hm, a girly princess who wears blue, who is the daughter of a beloved Disney princess whose race was changed for the Descendants, played by an actress who looks racially ambiguous but happens to be Black, who has some connection to Chad (or lack of), who also comes off as some perfectionist, an often annoying character trait.

Now, don't that seem like Chloe is the Audrey here? Just this time, our princess is nicer.

Like with Uma, Audrey was meant to be disliked, but come the third movie fans grew to like and sympathize her.

This time around with Chloe, it's like Disney is trying to be sneakier about getting the fans to hate her.

Again, it's the "they can have this but they can't have this" with their Black and other characters of color.

"It's not about race." Disney made it about race. If it wasn't, they wouldn't have done previous antics with the other characters. If wasn't, Disney would have easily kept Cinderella and her family white from the animated films, if they still wanted fans to dislike her, just as they could have with Aurora and her family, but they didn't. They made fans believe Dara was going to play a princess and just knew fans would be like "Brandy could be Cinderella" because of that, and once they had Brandy be Cinderella? Well, you see what happened.

Simply, just my opinion, Disney has the intentions to make Chloe hated or at least less popular. They're just not trying make it not racist, but still still are racist about.

Now, I'm not saying the movie is going to be oh so terrible. The thing is, a fourth movie could have been a more excitable thing for fans if Disney stopped doing most of these characters dirty with their racism and favoritism.

[jenniferjareauwife]

omg what about jj and r playing minecraft on a day off, and r builds a super cute house for the two of them with cats and plants🥹

Minecraft

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 568

summary: you build your girlfriend a minecraft house on your day off

a/n: this was such a cute little drabble. i want a gf who will play video games with me

I leaned back against JJ's front, sitting between her legs as we played Minecraft on our PS5. We had a day off since we just had a case and this was the perfect way to spend our day. Every so often JJ would leave a little kiss on the top of my head, making me smile. Little did she know, I had a surprise for her when she came back up from the cave.

It was 15 minutes later when her pickaxe finally broke and she was heading back up to our house that I had been working on. I made the ginger cats that I had bred sit in the corner while I placed our beds down next to each other, making them both a dark blue.

I felt her breath hitch when she saw the house. "Oh my God baby you made all of this?" I nodded eagerly, putting the controller down and rubbing my eyes, they hurt a bit from how concentrated I was. She tucked her head into the crook of my neck from behind, giving me little kisses there while she looked all around the house. "You got us ginger cats?"

"I know they're your favorite." I blushed, playing with my fingers.

"You're so cute baby." She let go of her controller so she could wrap her arms around my waist, she hasn't even seen the beds yet.

"You haven't seen the beds yet!" I exclaimed, tilting my head up so she could kiss my forehead.

"The beds?" She went upstairs and saw the dark blue beds in the corner, doubled up. I could feel her chest tighten against my back. "You put them next to each other?"

"I mean yeah...we sleep together in real life-" She cut me off with a sweet kiss on the lips, putting our controllers on the coffee table and pushing me down against the couch, wrapping her arms around me tightly, holding me as close as possible. "I can't breathe!" I giggled.

"I don't care. You're cute and you need the cuddles."

"I do." I kissed the top of her head as she rested it on my chest, reaching over slightly to grab the controllers and turn off the tv, saying goodbye to the cats beforehand so they didn't think we were abandoning them.

"I love you." She rested her chin on my chest, looking up at me with loving eyes. "You're so adorable." She scrunched her nose up, making my heart melt.

"You are too." I rubbed my hands up and down her back.

"But you made us a Minecraft house. In a million years I never would've thought anyone ever would've done that for me." I shrugged and blushed.

"I love you." I tried to play it cool. "I can build you another one if you want."

"The one you built is perfect. I want more cats though." I nodded.

"I can go do that." I went to reach for a controller but she grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"Just cuddles now. I love you so much." She hid her face in my neck, my brain going fuzzy from how much love I felt for her.

"I love you more. I'll build you all the Minecraft houses in the world if it'll make you happy." I felt her smile against me again.

"Another reason why I love you so much."

"I love you more."

[jennay]

Livestream

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Request: would love a fluffy best friends that totally have loved each other but are scared to admit, maybe do something like if he still streamed. I wish he still did occasionally. 😭♥️♥️

An: this had a little more angst then what I originally planned. Lol but I hope you all enjoy it! I'm living for the Noah requests. 🥰

Also as you can tell I know nothing about twitch. 😂

Noah master list

Warnings: cursing and angst…mostly fluff.

Words: about 2600

You perk up as you hear the door open and close, breaking the silence of the empty bar. You've been waiting for some customers to show up, hoping to make some decent tips today. You smile as you recognize the familiar faces of Noah and Nicholas.

You grab two glasses and greet them warmly. "My favorite customers! What can I get you?" You ask.

Nicholas hops on the stool next to Noah and scans the deserted place. "How's it going?" He says. "Where's the party at?"

You shrug and hand him a beer. "Covid, Nick… it's hard to get people out these days."

You glance at Noah, who is browsing the canned drinks. His long, dark hair frames his handsome face. You can't help but admire how cute he is, even though you would never tell him that. You and Noah have a platonic friendship, but it's not like any other. You have feelings for him, but you don't want to ruin what you have. You enjoy spending time with him, watching movies, playing games, and teasing him on his live streams. He took a while to figure out that you were the one leaving funny comments on his videos. He cracked up when he realized it was you, especially when you were doing it from his own bedroom.

Sometimes, you would catch him looking puzzled at the screen, wondering who was messing with him. "Who the fuck is this?" He would say, reading one of your messages. "They think they're hilarious."

"Hi sunshine, what are you in the mood for? Beer, white claw, mix drink?"

Noah tucks his hair behind his ears and points at a blackberry-white claw. "That sounds good. Can I have one of those?"

You nod and grab the can from the cooler. You pop it open and slide it over to him.

Conversing with them as you lean on the counter. "So, what's up with you guys today? Any big plans for the night?" You ask.

Noah sighs and takes a sip of his drink. "We just needed a break from the house. It's driving me crazy being stuck in there all the time." He says. "And we wanted to see our favorite bartender, of course!"

"I thought you were working on the album?"

Nicholas nods and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, but then Jolly got into an argument with Noah. We had to pause."

You laugh and raise your eyebrow. You're not surprised that Noah was the problem. He may seem calm and quiet, but he's also a perfectionist who wants to do everything over and over again.

"Noah." You scold. "You're such a drama queen!"

He puts his drink down and leans forward, clasping his hands together as if he's about to confess something. But instead, he whispers, "Fuck off."

You giggle at his remark, rolling your eyes at him. "You're a man-child."

"And you love it." He teases. "Are you coming over after your shift?"

"Maybe."

Nicholas laughs as he watches you lean closer to Noah, pretending to be angry at him. You narrow your eyes and say, "I don't even like you."

Noah gasps and clutches his chest, acting hurt. "Fucking liar!" He exclaims. "You adore me!"

You lean back, crossing your arms over your chest. "What's in it for me?"

Nicholas stands, sneering, tired of the bickering between you and Noah, "I'm gonna use the pisser. Watch my drink, make sure Noah doesn't drug me."

"So," Noah says, smacking his hands on the counter jokingly, "Are you going to?" He asks eagerly, flashing his perfect white teeth in a hopeful smile. He leans closer to you, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I can't." You bite your bottom lip. "Why do you want me to come over so bad anyway? That's the second time you've asked."

"Nothing." He laughs, "Sometimes I like your company when I stream. The crowd that gets on likes you."

"Probably because I'm amazing." You joke.

Noah takes a sip of his drink, watching you intently as you pick up some glasses to clean.

He sets his can down, "Probably." He agrees quietly but with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"Hmm?" You question, not hearing him.

"Oh, I just said unlikely." He lies, smirking at you.

You set the glass down and glare at him, "Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you. You're pretty mean." You know Noah is teasing you, but sometimes you wonder if that's what he really thinks of you.

"You're sensitive as fuck today." His brow raises, but he doesn't ask why you might be feeling that way.

"Maybe you're being an asshole?"

When Nicholas arrives back at the bar, he can sense the tension between you. "What'd you pick a fight with (y/n) too?" His brown eyes look from you to Noah and to his drink. He quickly drinks the rest of it, glaring at Noah for whatever he did to annoy you. "C'mon. Don't be a dick. Let's get out of here." He flashes you a quick smile. "See ya later, (y/n)."

Noah smiles at you again, "Come over!" He doesn't wait for you to respond. He leaves you behind, waving as he exits.

You didn't go to Noah's house after work. Instead, you went home, made dinner, and cozied on the couch to watch a movie with your dog. You didn't bother texting him; his words had stung. You'd been a loyal friend to him for years, but he didn't seem to appreciate it.

Sometimes, it felt like you were a burden to him or a toy for his amusement. He treated you differently when his friends were around.

When you were alone, however, it was a different story. He was sweet and kind; Noah showered you affectionately, making your heart flutter. But as soon as one of his buddies showed up, he changed. He teased you mercilessly and acted like you were one of the guys. You hated it; you weren't one of the guys. You were a girl who had feelings for him.

Feelings that you wished would disappear, but they didn't. They clung to you like a shadow, haunting you every day. You hoped that maybe one day he would see you as more than a friend, but right now wasn't the right time.

You were just (y/n), his best friend who secretly loved him but would die before admitting it.

An idea clicked in your head; you knew he was streaming tonight. You run to your room, get your laptop, and plop back on the couch, ensuring not to squish your golden retriever, whose mighty perked up over your quick actions.

You're feeling mischievous today. You log into Twitch with a different username and no camera, ready to mess with Noah.

You find his invite and click on it, eager to see his reaction. He's live, looking handsome as ever in his glasses, sweater, and cat ear headphones. His long hair falls over his shoulders as he reads the chat. You pause for a moment, wondering if this is a good idea. But curiosity gets the better of you. You want to know what he says when he thinks you're not listening.

He answers a question from a fan, "Where's (Y/n)?" He shrugs and sips his drink, "I don't know. I think I pissed her off, so she's not joining me tonight. Maybe she'll show up later." He adjusts his glasses and reads another question, "I had a surprise for you guys tonight, but (Y/n) 's not here so no surprise."

You raise an eyebrow and type a question, "Maybe you should be nicer to her." You hit enter and bite your lip, waiting for him to notice. His eyes widen as he reads your message.

"Nicer to her!?" He exclaims, incredulous. "I'm always nice to her. She's one of my best friends." He looks at your username and frowns, "Who are you anyway?"

You smirk and reply, "You weren't very nice at the bar today."

He grins, realizing it's you, "Why are you hiding behind a fake account?"

You mute the movie playing in the background of your living room, amused by his reaction. You decide to play along. "I didn't know how mean I wanted to be. Maybe treat you how you treat me sometimes."

"You didn't even listen to what I said!" He rolls his eyes and laughs sarcastically, "If you're going to do this, you might as well show your pretty face." He challenges you. He glances at his follower count, which is rising rapidly. People love drama, and he knows it. He usually doesn't get this personal on a livestream, but he has some things he wants to say. "Besides, you started it when you said you didn't even like me!"

You scowl at the screen, annoyed by his words. How dare he act innocent? "I have to keep up with your assholeness!" You type back.

He shakes his head and sends you a link to join him on the stream. "You're not fooling anyone anymore. Just join me already."

You sigh, feeling the pressure. You switch to your main account and click the link he sent you. You allow your camera to turn on, and soon enough, your face appears next to his on the screen.

"Happy now?" You ask with more attitude than you intended.

He nods, smiling at the screen. "There you are."

You lean forward, resting your chin on your hands, "What do you want Noah? I don't really feel like talking to you right now."

He looks at you seriously, "Well, I wanted to talk to you about something important. Something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time."

You raise an eyebrow, curious and suspicious. "What?"

He takes a deep breath and says, "I don't want to be your friend anymore." He pauses, feeling nervous.

You instantly feel a gut-wrenching sickness in your stomach, "Fuck you!"

"Wait! Let me finish!" He quickly says. "I like you more than a friend. I've liked you since the day we met, and I've been trying to show you how I feel, but I guess I'm not very good at it and I get scared and I fuck up and then I tease you thinking it's flirting, but it's not working cause it's been four years, and you still haven't caught on, and I'm sorry if I ever hurt you or made you angry. That's never my intention. I just wanted to make you laugh and smile and be happy. I haven't said it directly because I was afraid to lose you, but now I feel like I'm losing you because I won't fucking say it."

You blink, stunned by his words. You don't know what to say or how to react. You look at the chat, which is going wild with comments and emojis. Some are cheering for him, teasing him, and shipping you two.

You realize that he just confessed his feelings for you to thousands of people. You look back at him, searching his eyes for any sign of a joke or a prank. But he seems sincere and nervous, waiting for your response.

You feel your heart beating faster and your face heating up. You wonder if he can hear it through the microphone. You open your mouth, but no words come out. You're speechless.

"God, dammit, Noah. I'm facetiming you. Get off your live."

You're nervous and excited as you sit beside Noah on his Twitch stream. It's been a week since he confessed his feelings for you. You've decided to go public with your relationship, and you're ready to face his fans' reactions.

You sway back and forth in your chair, waiting for the screen to load. Noah rests his hand on your leg, giving you a gentle squeeze. "You OK?" He asks, looking at you with concern.

You nod your head, smiling at him. "Yeah. I'm good. Are you sure you want to tell everyone now?" You ask, feeling a bit nervous.

He nods, grinning at you. "It's been a week. I think they've waited long enough." He says, referring to the cliffhanger he left on his last stream.

He pulls you closer to him and kisses your cheek. You giggle and lean on his shoulder, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.

The computer dings, and the chat has started. You pull your head back from Noah's tattooed arm and sit straight, ready to face the camera. Hundreds of messages pop up on the screen, asking about you and Noah, wondering if you're together or not.

Noah looks at you with a reassuring smile and wraps his arm around your waist. He leans in and whispers in your ear, "Ready to do this, babe?" He calls you by the nickname he gave you when you started dating. You feel affection for him and nod, blushing. He kisses your forehead and turns to the camera, greeting his fans.

"Hey guys, welcome! I hope you're all doing well. As you can see, I have a special guest with me today." He says, gesturing to you. "My now girlfriend." He announces proudly, making your heart skip a beat. He looks at you with love in his eyes and smiles. "Say hi, babe."

You wave at the camera and say hi, feeling shy but happy. You see the chat explode with comments, some congratulating you two, some expressing shock or disbelief, some asking questions or making jokes.

You feel overwhelmed by the attention, but Noah holds you tight and makes you feel safe. He answers some of the questions from the fans, what he likes about you, what you love about him.

Noah tells them about the surprise he had planned for them on the night he confessed his feelings for you: He was going to sing a song for you on the stream, which he wrote for you. He says he still wants to do it if you don't mind.

You nod, feeling touched by his gesture. He smiles and kisses your nose, making you giggle. He grabs his guitar from behind him and strums a few chords.

Clearing his throat, he starts singing about how much you mean to him and how happy you make him. Some other sappy things that you weren't expecting from him.

He looks at you as he sings, making eye contact every few seconds. You feel tears as you listen to his beautiful voice and heartfelt lyrics.

You smile and mouth, "I love you."

He smiles back and mouths, "I love you too." He finishes the song and puts down his guitar. He wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly, kissing your cheek. He turns to the camera and says goodbye to his fans, thanking them for their support and kind words.

He says he'll see them next time, but he wants to spend some time with his girlfriend. Noah winks at the camera and ends the stream.

He turns off the computer and looks at you with a sweet expression. "How was that?"

"That was amazing." You say sincerely, holding your hands to your heart nearly melting.

"I'm glad you liked it."

You snuggle into his chest and sigh contentedly, throwing your legs over his lap. You gently grab the sides of his face and kiss him, feeling like you're living your best dream. "It was perfect."

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.190 New season

Today, I took the family back to Gilbert Gardens to see our house, officially, for the first time. Last night, after Dub went home, I showed Sophia pictures of the inside to confirm with her my choice. As suspected, she agreed wholeheartedly. When we walked in, the familiar scene greeted us with a warm invitation. After scrolling through the pictures over the last few days, being inside was so magical. It felt like home. Sophia was especially taken with all the red accents in the living room. I think it's hilarious how she says she doesn't have a favorite color, but it's so obvious that she does.

We've had many signs that this was to be our home even before we bought it, and the inside confirms it even more. First, with Sophia's favorite color, and now my mother's. The kitchen is green, and throughout my life, it seems like most of our intimate moments happened in kitchens. I'm not a big fan of the color, but it felt like fate.

The eat-in kitchen is such a large room, as I said previously. It's totally gonna end up being the family room. Me and Sophia already hang together while we're cooking anyway, so with the computer and toys for Desi in the mix, I don't see how we'll ever leave this room. Sophia is the only one who watches TV, and she really only does that when she's alone, so I don't see the living room getting much use.

It's interesting how a home's layout makes all the difference. This house is roughly the same size as our current one, but it feels so much more spacious. I especially love having different places to hang out. Upstairs, there's a nice loft-like area that I'm sure Desi and her cousins will take over when they're older. I wish we could have had a spot like that in our current house. Tummy time would have been so much more comfortable than squeezing into a narrow hallway.

All the bedrooms and the hall bath open to this space. Our bedroom is super tiny, so the wardrobe sits just outside the door. It'll be tough to leave behind our large bedroom, but we've lived the tiny room life before and will do it again happily. At least we finally got our own bathroom this time. We might have to change the color scheme, though, because the bedroom is the one place I don't want to be thinking about Mama.

I love Desi's room. It has such a sweet yet calm vibe, just like her. It's a shame she'll probably never sleep in it as is. I hope I can find a similar set in a child size to maintain the vibe.

When the cousins come over, two of them can stay in the spare room, and the other can camp out in the loft with a sleeping bag.

There's a nice size porch, and a fenced in side yard just like we have at our current house. But the pièces de résistance is the backyard. I'm glad to see all the stuff I ordered arrived, but I kicked myself for not thinking it through. I was too excited about giving the kids the best backyard ever and never once considered they're all aging up the day after tomorrow. Hopefully, there's a good return policy because that stuff was not cheap.

Once we finished touring the house and getting a feel for it, my next move was to leave and go back home, naturally. Sophia reminded me that this is our home and we could stay as long as we want unless I had something better to do. I most certainly did not, so we parked upstairs and sat on the floor with Desi.

"Do you like this house, Des?" I ask.

"Yeah!"

"Do you want to live here?"

"I go live in the dollie house!"

I swear we have the most adorable kid on earth. And I will fight anyone who disagrees, heh. Given how she behaved at Dub's rental, I knew I wouldn't have to convince her moving here was a good thing, but I had to be sure she understood this time we were definitely staying.

"We should pack up our photos and stuff tonight and move in tomorrow," Sophia said.

"Why tomorrow?"

"Why not? It's not like we're taking much. Plus, I'd like to be settled before her birthday."

Sometimes, I don't understand my brain. Like, I'll have something in my head to do, but for whatever reason, it doesn't occur to me to do it right away. I honestly can't tell you when I thought we'd move in, but it definitely was not tomorrow. Thank goodness my wife has better foresight than me.

"Are you excited about your birthday, Desi baby?" I ask.

"Birdaaaay!"

She's excited because we're excited, but I don't think she knows what birthdays are all about yet, so I try to explain.

"It's gonna be so fun! All your cousins will be here, and we're gonna eat cake, and then you'll be a BIG girl. Are you excited?"

"I cited!"

"What excites you most about being a big girl?" Sophia asks.

"I cited about TREE HOUSE, an I pway with Koopa an Wosie, an I cited about pway with you, Daddy!"

"Awww, I'm excited about playing with you, too. Are you excited about school?"

"What's school?"

"School is a place where you go every day to learn important stuff and get super smart. There'll be lots of other kids there, and you can make friends. And there's a thing called recess where they let you go outside and run around for a little while. It'll be fun."

I do not doubt that little speech was more for convincing myself because the thought of her being away for that long every day makes me incredibly anxious, and I miss her already. How is my baby girl school-age already?? I should have asked Dub how he dealt with this transition.

"Does that sound like fun, sweet potato?" Sophia asks.

"Yeah! I gon' have THIS MANY fwens!"

"Woooow that's a lot of friends," Sophia said.

I left them talking to go to the bathroom, and then I called Less to give her the plan. When I returned, I found my entire family in the kitchen, looking happy and comfortable, as if we'd been living here the entire time. I sensed that relief—that era of chill I'd been longing for—settling into the foundation of the house. If I would have known all we needed was a change of venue, I would have bought this house long time ago. But everything happens in its time for a reason. Whatever this new season will bring, I'm ready for it.