#we need mimis

[stararch4ngelqueen]

heyyyyy sliding back in here lol

what about soft!jason who just knows when reader needs a hug? like not specific mental health issues but jason just notices a drained reader and decides to clear his aft to take care of his girl??

(this may or may not be completely self-indulgent...)

sending love <333

Heeeeelp not me relating too much to this for the rest of the weeeeekk 💀✨

A lot of scenarios came to mind but this was the most easiest to me

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What’s an obvious talent with nearly every member of the so called “Batfamily,” was the detective skills. The ability to observe and take in details, noticing the slightest shift in demeanor. Just harnessing the unique gift until it’s second nature was a gift in itself.

Jason wasn’t one to flaunt those abilities of his, but right now, he feels his mind working overdrive trying to figure you out.

As in, figure out your slumped body taking up most of the couch after you collapse on it. Your face hidden away behind the comforter, hiding from the harsh society of the daily grind that always found a way to bug the hell out of you after you believe you’re finally starting to get the hang of it.

“Can I have some couch time, too?” Came Jason’s soft question, gently prodding what he assumed was your shoulder. Your shuffling body grants him permission to settle along the slim space beside you, leaving you undisturbed in your sensory deprivation cocoon.

“Bad day at work, Huh?”

“Mhm.” Came a bland little muffle.

“Want me to make some calls?” Jason offers in an ever so snarky tone. “Take care of some business?”

“Please.” You murmur, taking him by surprise.

By that, he always references using violence just to get a rise outta you, knowing you’d usually click your tongue, roll your eyes, or smack him on the shoulder for his idiocy. This time, you agreed to it, maybe even consider mentally encouraging it.

This wasn’t the first time you agreed, but whenever you did was usually on ‘not so good’ days. Today looked like a ‘not so good’ day.

“Aww, babygirl.” Jason’s arms reinforce around your body, cradling you to himself like a treasured doll.

“Show me what’s underneath this blanket city you got goin’ on.” Jason pinched the fabric with two fingers, giving gentle tugs. “Show me that gorgeous face, pretty girl.”

Your reluctance was to be expected, but you give in. Your flushed face is greeted with crisp air before Jason comes to view, smiling softly with all his handsome beauty.

“There’s my girl,” he whispers, brushing some stray hair tussled by the blanket off to the side.

“Got some soda earlier. Want an ice cream float to feel better?” He asks, watching your head shift as you gesture a no. So distressed, you’d turn away a childhood tradition? Ouch.

“Hmm,” Jason tilts his head back in thought, clicking his tongue. “Need me to kill your boss?”

You nod yes, per his amusement.

“Agh, damn. You should’ve asked me that about a year ago, babe. Fresh outta the ‘soul refund pool’ me woulda’ done so in a heartbeat.”

You groan, hiding your face further in the valley of his neck while his hands rub circles along different points of your back. “S’okay sweetheart. I know what it’s like to wanna kill your boss, but you’re not at work right now.”

He easily shuffles you around as he spoke, hoisting you into his lap in a seated position.

“You’re home with me, safe an’ sound,” he continues as he pulls off your shoes, running his hands along your lower legs to soothe the muscles. “An’ I’m here. Real world isn’t gonna getcha in here.”

Jason’s lips on your forehead settles the sting of bitterness you’ve carried in your chest for hours. He knew just what to say, how to act, and held enough patience for the both of you combined.

You adored him. Your giant red teddy bear.

“Wanna do something fun, babe? Wanna watch an old horror movie?”

The silliest of habits you had with Jason was judging the movies you used to find scary back in the day. While some lived up to their name on the gore filled horror scare, the SFX and editing left something to nearly choke on popcorn over.

After that, it was good habit to end movie night on a comedy. The early Y2K movie parodies seemed to always hit the spot. 

You nod yes to this, craving that relief now more than ever.

“Bet that ice cream is starting to sound good now, huh?” Jason muses, his smirk growing as your head shuffles a yes again.

Thought so.

[whispers-of-gallifrey]

If I had a penny for every time the second case of an ace attorney game had the murderer turn out to be a nurse who shot their former boss over a medical malpractice incident from a while back and framed a teenager from a well-known/infamous family for it, and the case also introduced a german prosecutor who was/is a teen prodigy and wants take on the defense attorney that took down their brother, I'd have two pennies, which isn't a lot but it's weird it all happened twice

[oddlyaylin]

Love Autumn Brown because it seems everytime she interviews one of the cast members, they always seem so giddy and happy and excited to be there! I need her behind a PROFESSIONAL camera!!!

[lorelune]

to be so real i do consider myself a bit of a jing yuan lore buff however. level with me. are snow moon and mimi different lions

[izvmimi]

i'm taking a course of antibiotics for dental work i did and like when i tell you i keep forgetting what pills i have taken and keep having to count and do math i truly wonder how people who take daily meds do it

[miniscule-meow]

APPLE.

mkay so *cracks knuckles* I've officially read every single thing on ur masterpost LMFAOOOOO bro I'm so sorry ik you must be getting spammed by my reblogs and likes but PLEAAASSEEE LIKE IM SO LEGIT EMOTIONALLY INVESTED THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE IT'S DETRIMENTAL. I'm a SUCKER for female tiny x male giant cos it's pretty self indulgent for me and UGH you explore so many different dynamics with ur little handful of well-crafted characters, lemme just say i'm fr a massive fan like akjnaksjnskdnskhdnjhjfb IK U KNOW THIS I JUST HAVE TO SAY IT AGAIN BYE. I followed you a WHILE back because I came across one of the Isabell and the Lads chapters and loved it so much even though it was halfway through and I had no idea what was going on, and then duh I got hooked onto Charlie and Felix and boom now i'm here i'm a fan i'm soon to be promoted to an air conditioner at this point.

I think (no i don't think, i KNOW) Deckard is my favourite man to ever exist like... ever, yeah. Felix and Marcus are tied as close seconds (I love ur bb zeke but yk, the three other fine babes are slightly more obnoxious and beautifully flawed and kinda loud and or grumpy which entices me personally).

Charlie is my favourite of the gals but i LOVEEE ISABELL SHE'S SUCH A CUTIEEEE OML STOPPP. And Lark yes ik u said her character felt kinda flat but I LOVE HER WHOLE CONCEPT OKAY. And not even kidding that scene in the garden when she finally got to see Deckard again and starts rambling about how upset she is literally made me tear up like I was not expecting that maybe i'm just in an emotional mood these days... EVERYTHING about Something Unexpected had a CHOKEHOLD on me I fr finished it all so quick no breaks and was on my toes the whole time it was so refreshing. Love me a sarcastic flirty STUPID hottie and a pretty little unfortunately probably traumatized fairy princess. Legit addicted thank you for your service goodnight.

xoxo Mimi !!

T H A N K Y O U S O M U C H !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've literally read this ask like three or four times today, you got me giggling and kicking my feets for REAL 😭😍🥰

Thank you!!!! Also, never feel bad for spamming notes because that literally gives me life. And I always read all the tags, it's seriously one of my favorite things.

I'm so glad you like my stories & my characters 😭

I'm working on more with Deckard and Lark! You might not be able to tell because of how little I've updated their story (I just looked the other day and it's been like 9 months since they've gotten an updated ☠️ oops.) but Deckard is my favorite too. (Felix is a CLOSE second. I guess I like my giants to be .. a bit of a disaster)

I've been playing around with the idea of a rewrite for them. I've mentioned that before probably.. I think if I did that, the stories would end up merging at some point. Most of the substance in the story would be largely the same... I think I just don't like the beginning..? But regardless I do have plans!

Thank you again for this. Straight up, I might print this ask and tape it to my desk or something ily

[epiphainie]

that scene between bridgens and peglar RUINED me, i've never seen a hug so tender, he loved him so much please

[hardrockshrimp]

Very cutesy of them all

[gasogene]

my favorite letterboxd reviews i've left when playing a BBC sherlock drinking game

[valiantwolf]

ok the worst part about my return is how when i try to update my tag page, tumblr thinks i've either got bad code or i'm trying to use javascript

[embodies]

Mother Miranda. On this, the day on which we give glory, I offer to you a feast in your honour. I hope you’ll join House Dimitrescu. — it’s likely she’ll have an aneurysm if Miranda doesn’t.

the mother made monarch is intent on her studies, so much so that her only beckon to come into the room is in the form of a nod of the head. she wouldn't say she's onto a breakthrough per se, but the progress has been steady for a while — no peaks, but certainly no valleys. it must count for something. and truthfully, it is only with the presence of another that she realises just how long and how tirelessly she's been working : megamycete or not the human body can only endure so much. hand cramping from scribbling notes ( some coherent, others emotional ) and her back sprained from being hunched over jars of cadou and images of past endeavours gone wrong. her discomfort results in a roll of her neck to look at alcina, only eerie in execution but practical in intent. she wouldn't dare to look tired in front of any of her . . . children, but miranda has certainly seen better days. the offered banquet is both exactly what the weary leader needs ( nourishment, a break, a rest ) and entirely what she scorns, a rallying of troops in one room which she deems wasted time when she could be searching for eva.

nonetheless, she'll go. it has been decreed.

❛ . . . perhaps. ❜ her words tell another story, for she has known the consequence of putting all her cards on the table before. spencer's umbrella corp and certainly the connections are not known for playing fair, so she has learned to follow suit. too late she realises she has been chewing the inside of her cheek, tastes blood.

❛ tell me all. the guest list, what you have planned for the evening. not a hair out of place if it is your doing, i'm sure. ❜ the words ought to be high praise of alcina's attention to detail but instead feel like a warning, lest miranda discover a detail unnoticed. her interest is always a wolf, guised in lamb's pelt and hungry. it will never be sustained.

[casualhedonists]

my friend keeps reposting taylor swift hate and i’m like. girl it’s fine you don’t like her but the way you’re always posting about it irks me

[iiryoku]

[y2kuromi]

THANK YOU SOSOSOSO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS AHHHH 🥹🩷 i was so happy to wake up to this,, like this genuinely made my day ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

[rantingravingliving]

Happy New Year, everyone!

And it is just fitting that for my first post for the year is this:

Because, how am I all soft for feet!

Damn, Jimin. I got it bad for you.

[izvmimi]

when i came home my partner had already hung up most of the Christmas lights 🥺