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thebroccolination · 5 months

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So, I had a tiny epiphany tonight.

I have divorced parents with diametrically opposed approaches to maintaining relationships with their children. My father is self-absorbed, manipulative, and insecure to the degree that even though he's intelligent, funny, and interesting, all three of his adult children believe our lives are better without him. My mother, on the other hand, has never been on the outs with any of us.

I didn't want to travel back to the States for the holidays this year, because 1) it's expensive, and 2) it's always, always emotionally exhausting in some way. I was fully prepared to spend it alone or with friends, but my mother came to Ireland to spend Christmas and New Year's with me.

Then I broke my foot. But that's another story.

Anyway, tonight we were having dinner, and I showed her the newly revised pitch for the book I'm writing. She doesn't dislike fantasy, but she's more of a romance gal, so my whole motivation in showing her was more of a, "Look, Mommy, I made a drawing for the fridge," kind of thing rather than a, "Here is a book you would choose and then tell your friends about," thing.

And as casual as can be, the way she has done since I was a child, she supported me.

She said she can feel it, that this upcoming year will be the year Big Things happen, and she said, "You're gonna write the movie screenplay for your book, and I'm gonna come to the premiere."

She's always been like this.

Once, when I was in high school, I was lying on my back near her desk and I said, "Remember that short story I wrote in first grade about the wolf who eats the hunter?"

She said, "I certainly do," and opened her desk's bottom drawer, took out a manila folder, and handed the looseleaf papers to me.

I've always felt humbled by her belief in me. Possibly because my father seems to see all of his children as extensions of himself, so his emotional support is forever conditional. Hers is just…always there. Unfailing, unquestioning.

And I've apologized to my mother over and over throughout the years for not succeeding more. For not making more of the support she's given me. She always seems so confused by my guilt.

Then I realized, maybe for the first time, that her love and support aren't only not conditional, they're just…easy for her. She isn't trying to be supportive. It isn't work or effort for her to believe in her children and to tell us.

Tonight, she rattled off a stream of compliments, confident in my future in a way that I've never felt, and for once, I wasn't focused on myself, but on her. And rather than apologize to her yet again, or internally punish myself for getting praise that I don't feel like I deserve, I actually absorbed it.

I'm in my mid-thirties now, and I'm still finding all the ways my father wore down my heartstrings and tangled my brainstem. And who knows, maybe some of this insecurity didn't come from him. Life is complicated, and it can be too easy to blame everything on a bad parent.

The epiphany I had is that even when I'm complimenting my mother for not being like my father, I'm still centering him instead of her.

And that's why I want to focus more actively and more often on the good my mother has done for me. Because her words have shaped some of my favorite things about myself.

When I was four, I stood up to some classmates when they made fun of a friend for crying, and when I told my mother about it later, she said offhandedly but proudly, "You have such a strong sense of justice," and so protecting others became one of my core values. Very literally in that moment. I'd never thought of myself as someone who could protect anyone until she said it was so.

She has built the scaffolding of my life in so many ways, and I'm going to appreciate that more.

And tell her that I'm proud of her, too.

#family

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ilovechuuy4 · 6 months

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˙∘ "Ah, what a lovely cake, babe!~" ∘˙

✰Osamu Dazai X GN!Reader✰

A/N; quite literally nobody asked for a dazai x reader but I've noticed since I've made my master list I don't have just a dazai fic along with just a chuuya fic BUT there is A LOT of chuuya x reader in my drafts so those will come soon!! I'm pretty sure this is the longest fic I made

→ Description; you and dazai decided to bake cakes! A quite messy and laced one at that.

Warnings; alcohol use (sneaking alcohol in the cake) and drinking wine

➥ Headcanons ⏤͟͟͞͞✰

→ Dazai is the one to sneak alcoholic drinks in to the cake/pastries/sweets y'all make.

→ Dazai is the one to take the frosting, dip his finger into it and smear the frosting on your nose like Rodolfo's nose.

→ He will make a mess no matter what, it's always possible and you can't avoid it, ingredients everywhere

→ Dazai is a literal child, he wants to lick the cake batter spoon, he doesn't care if there is raw eggs or not

→ When the cake is baking he's going to be OVERLY annoying because he has no patience whatsoever

→ This man is the most stupidest yet silliest known to kind, when decorating (his own cake) he's going to make little penises or inappropriate drawings on it

→ “Decorate appropriately" yea no, it's like yelling a kid to sit still and be quiet

→ The cake decorating is a contest for him for sure, he's going to sabotage you the best he can without ruining your cake, taking your frosting colors, candies that you're using, etc.

→ Christmas gal all the way, Christmas carols/music/dances/outfits/movies whatever, he loves it

Scenario!! ᯓ٭꙳˙∘

It was the middle of the day on a cool November day, there was a fire crackling in the living room, dazai and yourself in the kitchen with ingredients to bake a cake. Y'all had decided to to be creative and work on y'all’s culinary skills sense dazai was off work for holidays 'nd bored.

Soft hums were coming out the slim man’s mouth, who had an apron tied tightly around his waist, a cheeky smile on his face, his hands resting on his hips. “Alright! Let’s get this show on the rode!” You heard the brunette say excitedly, it was silly seeing him so happy over something like baking but also lovely.

Before this, Dazai had a bit too much wine so he wasn’t exactly sober. You had already grabbed the wet ingredients for the cakes, and dazai had grabbed the dry, store bought, cake mixes, all lied out on the counter top.

“Sure, sure. Let’s go this show on the rode” You mock with a soft smile, pouring the boxed cake batter into the metal bowl. You then crack the three eggs, but in this cake 6, since there is being to cakes made with the two boxes of cake mix y'all bought.

You then turn away to get a measuring up and get 2 cups of water. You heard a snicker from the brunette as you did. You weren't sure why nor did you see him pouring Lord knows how much whiskey into the cake.

You turn back and pour the two cups of water in, and then ⅓ vegetable oil. "What were you snickers about over here?" You say while giggling as well. "Oh nothing, babe. Don't worry!~" Dazai said with a cheeky smile, you knew he was up to something and it was obvious.

Y'all had already preheated the oven prior to this, 'nd now y'all have to mix, pour into pans, and then wait until it's done, let cool and ice! You take the whisk and start sturing the cake ingredients, while doing so, Dazai was getting into the frosting like a child.

Dazai had opened the white frosting, dipping his CLEAN fingertip in as it gets coated with the white, creamy icing. He sticks out his tongue, licking off the icing. "You know, this is OVERLY sweet" The brunette says, his gaze averting from the icing container, his deep brown eyes were looking into your e/c eyes.

"Ah, well that's the only kind they had, and isn't icing supposed to be overly sweet?" You had said, cocking and eyebrow as you continue mixing the cake batter. "Mhm, I suppose." He simply says as he dips his finger back in. "Honey, baby, babe, look at me!" He ugered, he really wanted you to look, even for a second.

You look over once more but before you could speak, you see Dazai reaching his icing covered finger tip towards your nose and smearing the icing on it. "Haha! Now you're Rodolfo but with a white nose!" He says his hands going back to his hips as a proud smile washes on his face, you couldn't help but smile.

"Ha, okay you Christmas obsesser" you scoff, and Dazai being the overly dramatic man he is, he jaw drops as he slaps a hand to his mouth, gasping obnoxiously as he does so. "Obsesser?! I am not obsessed!" He says with the most sassiest look on his face, holding back his giggles that were slowly tearing through the look of sassiness. "Cmon! Everyone knows you're obsessed on the holidays, Osamu! It's so easy to tell!" You start to laugh as Dazai turns away scoffing playfully.

Dazai huffs and the speaks, "Maybe a little, obsessed." He admits while turning to the Amazon Alexa y'all had placed in the kitchen for reasons like these. (cooking together) He walks over to it and whispers something as he turns up the Echo Dot to its max volume and soon, the entire kitchen is filled with Christmas music, specifically, All I Want For Christmas is You, by Maria Carey. You couldn't help but surpres laughs and giggles as you see our lover dancing and singing to the music.

"All I want for Christmassss~ isssssss~ youuuuuu!!" Dazai "sings" loudly, it was such good material to record but you didn't have your phone so it was a bit disappointing you couldnt record. You softly hum along to the song as you pour the cake batter into the cake pans. "Oo! Ooo!! Give me the spoon! I want to lick the batter spoon!" Your lover's eyes are like stars as you hand him the batter spoon.

Dazai starts licking the soon as he watches you put the cakes in the hot oven. "How long will it take?" He asks, still licking the spoon clean. "About 20-30 minutes? It just depends on the size of the pan if I'm honest with you, Honey, but since it's two 9 rounds maybe 22-27 minutes?" This wasn't a wild guess, but more of a precise guess. "Ughh, that's so long!" Dazai complained, nothing new though.

"Oh calm down, you listen to your Maria Carey and lick your batter spoon and before you know it, they will be done" You scoff softly, this makes Dazai huff and cross his arms as he finishes off licking the spoon. "Fine! But I think I'll annoy you instead" He says, smiling as he hugs you tightly, his arms around your waist and holds you close.

This goes on for a bit, dazai was poking, kissing, biting doing whatever to try to annoy you, but at the end of the day he wasn't sober so, you were fine with it. And soon, the timer for the cakes went off, you grab the oven mit and put it on, taking the cakes out from the oven, placing them on the stove top. A few minutes go by, Dazai was back to the casually bugging until y'all were able to frost the cakes.

"Okay okay, the cakes are ready to frost, you get one I get one, okay?" Dazai hums in response, looking extremely excited as he takes his icing bag and starts to work on his cake, you take yours as well and work on your own. You were glancing back and forth between your cake and Dazais face, humming softly to the Christmas music playing in the kitchen. You use your a smaller frosting tip to do more fine line details in the very detailed cake while dazai, seems to be doing something more since he is chucking up a storm.

You were making you and Dazai holding hands and dazai, well who knows? Because you didn't. You continue frosting your cake making everything the best it could be. "Done!" Dazai blurts with a smile, still snickering happily. You glance over and down at Dazais cake were there is a HIGHLY detailed cock, not a chicken, a cock, as in the male reproduction organ. Why was it so detailed? You didn't know but you just snicker a bit as you continue to work on your own.

"It's very, er, detailed?" You say, holding back a fit of laughter. "Yep! Based it off my own!~" He seemed so confident that it was funny, you put a hand over your mouth holding back your fits of laughter "O,oh yeah, really?" You choke out, it was hard to contain your giggles and snorts as they just fall out as you start to have a unbearable fit of laughter, which made Dazai start laughing too. A bit of tears from the uncontrollable fit start to form in your eyes as you catch your breath.

"Ha, Okay I'm done I'm done" you let out a sigh of relief as you quickly finish up your cake. Dazai comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you. "Ah, What a lovely cake, babe~" He said, smiling happily as he saw the very detailed cake of the two of you holding hands.

He plants a soft kiss on your neck, and then your jawline moving up to your lips. Capturing your lips in a slow and loving kiss, you could taste the sweetness of the frosting and cake batter from earlier as you kissed back slowly. Dazai pulls back, smiling, "I love you babe"

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lovergirl-san · 1 year

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The perfect gift || Shoto Todoroki x reader ||

Hello! I just wanted to say this is my first post on tumblr so sorry if it's bad!..

warnings: Language, mentions of smut, and mentions of pregnancy.not really a warning but this takes place 10 days before Christmas!

Reader: Female

Genre: Fluff

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It was that time of year again. the time of year when the air around you smells like gingerbread and sugar cookies, the time of year where you have to make hot chocolate and wear big coats to say warm. The time of year that you spend with your family and everyone has that holiday fever rushing through their lungs!

Winter was always one of your favorite times of the year (sorry if it's not) because you got to do all sorts of fun things! Like decorating your Christmas tree or baking cookies and building a gingerbread house, Oh oh! and my personal favorite sitting in front of the fireplace with a big cup of hot chocolate (with marshmallows ofc) wrapped in warm fuzzy blankets while binge-watching Christmas movies with you s/o.

But this year you and your boyfriend (Shoto Todoroki) Have been so busy with all of your hero work you realized you haven't had time to do anything those fun Christmasy things!..."Hey sho?" you were in the living room watching some new show on Netflix and shoto was really interested in it, he was honestly not paying attention to anything around him until he heard you say something. "huh, Oh uh what's up babe?" you chuckle at his sudden snap back into reality "How come we haven't done any holiday activities?" he gave you a confused expression. "Holiday activities, what do you mean?". "you know like Decorating for Christmas and baking cookies and gingerbread houses and stuff like that...I mean Christmas is 10 days away and our house is still covered in Halloween decor"

Shoto never really thought you'd like to do those things, Like when December first arrived he thought you'd be asking to buy stuff for the house but when a few weeks of december went by and you didn't say anything about it he just thought you weren't a Christmas typa gal, this did kinda hurt him tho because he was looking forward to spending and doing Christmas things with you, he even had the perfect gift planned for you 5 months before Christmas even came round' , so when you mentioned this he was excited!

"Oh...I didn't think you liked Christmas, but since you said something, we still have a few days to decorate and get things set up for Christmas, common we can go buy decorations and a tree now, then tomorrow we bake cookies and do gingerbread houses, then after that, we can continue to do anything Christmas related you want now go get dressed hurry!" You could tell he was excited he was talking fast and basically jumping for joy, you were excited as well so you got up and got dressed. the two of you had some Christmas chores to do.

The two of you went to one of those places that sold real Christmas trees (Virginia Pine tree) Because he insisted on having a real one instead of the fake ones. You then went to IKEA to get some ornaments and lights for the tree (and other house decor as well), the ornaments were mainly white or clear and the lights were an orange type of color. you two also went and got lots of hot chocolate and matching PJs. you bought gingerbread houses to build and different cookies.

When you got home you instantly took down the Halloween decor and put up the Christmas stuff the tree was Huge and very beautiful. "It Looks great babe," shoto says while standing next to you with his arm around your shoulder. "thanks," you say with the biggest smile ever, you were proud of yourself for decorating and doing such a great job. (shoto did most of the work because you're too short and scared to use a ladder)

🕛🕐🕑🕒🕓🕔🕕🕖🕗🕘🕙🕚🕛🕛🕐🕑🕒🕓🕔🕕🕖🕗🕘🕙🕚🕛🕛🕐🕑🕒🕓🕔🕕🕖🕗🕘🕙🕚🕛🕛🕐🕑🕒🕓🕔🕕🕖🕗🕘🕙🕚🕛🕛🕐🕑🕒🕓🕔🕕🕖🕗

Time skip:2 days before Christmas

Shoto was at the bar with some friends (Bakugou, Kiri, Deku, Sero, and Denki) and he was discussing his gift for you with them. "idk guys what if she doesn't like it?" "Oh, c'mon man don't think like that she's gonna love it! if I were her I'd love it...That thing looks expensive" Shoto looked at the gift with sad eyes he thought you weren't gonna like it (he really thought you were going to decline his gift because it was something that would be pushing your relationship in a big direction iykyk) "I mean if she doesn't like it you can always just dick her down always works with me and my girl" everyone laughs and gives denki an eye roll for being a perv "That's you and your girl, not everyone here fuck like rabbits."

Meanwhile at your place

"Girls (Mina, Ochaco, Momo, and Tsui) Idk if he's gonna like it...I mean what if he hates it?... WHAT IF HE LEAVES ME? you know I'm not gonna give it to him it's dumb anyways I should just buy him a dog or a car" the girls are trying to calm you down and convince you your gift was great and shoto wasn't gonna leave you and that the gift would bring you two closer and make each other love one another more! "Y/n I promise he's gonna love it I mean look at us WE LOVE THE GIFT OFC HE WILL!!" you give a doubtful look "you sure..?" "Very"

Time skip:Christmas day

Shoto was scared...He was realll scared but you?? practically pissing your pants.. what was he gonna think? what was he gonna say? what was his family gonna think about your gift? what were your family gonna think about your gift also? you could die...It was almost time to show your gifts everyone was excited since you both requested to save your gifts for last, and everyone was at your house your friends, family shotos family too and god were you scared...then the time came...

"OK so shoto..and everyone idk how you're gonna react to this but um...I'm pregnant.." SHIT, IT FELT GOOD TO GET THAT OFF YOUR CHEST. everyone looked at you then each other then back at you...you were scared what did this mean? and enji shit he looked mad some time passed by the silence was SO FUCKING LOUD then everyone burst out into tears (Shotos and your mom-"I'm gonna be a grandma AHH!!!") everyone was excited and shoto god don't get me started on him this man's heart is pounding so hard his face is red and he's bawling he's so excited to be a dad he can finally be better than his father was and he was so fucking happy, but now it's time for his gift to you~

"OK, y/n... you just gave us all the best gift anyone could give but um..." this man gets down on his knee and pulls out the biggest, fattest, shiny diamond ring you can think of. you thought you were gonna piss yourself before? child. you're ready to give birth 8 months early at this point. "shoto oh my god" your so happy you're crying. and mina this girl needs like 10 boxes of tissues the way she crying AND YOU AND SHOTOS MOMS ARE BAWLING BRO enjis smiling like an idiot so proud of his son and his friends are so proud of him too. "Y/n L/n, I met you only a year ago and I know this might be super soon to do this, and I understand if you're not ready but you coming into my life has truly made me the happiest I could ever be, all those corny jokes, the skin care routines you force me to do, the nonstop singing you do, stealing my clothes and never giving them back, I wanna experience that for the rest of my life but with you and no one else, so will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife?" (shotos mom - "YES"... "oh shi- sorry"

In your head you're screaming doing back flips and bouncing off the walls screaming "YES YES YES" but in reality you're stuck, you're so shocked and never would have thought this sweet sweet boy would wanna live out the rest of his life with you of all people. you just stand there, hands over your mouth staring at your handsome boy not knowing what to say. I'd say about 1 minute goes by before shoto says something because he was scared. After all, you haven't said anything. in his mind he was CRYING. why haven't you said yes yet?? do you not love him anymore? did you ever even love him? everyone else is also scared because anyone would have said yes by now but you're just staring at him...

"y/n...You ok?.. you know you don't have to say ye-" you finally snap out of it "YES YES YES YES SHOTO YES I'LL MARRY YOU" and the crowd goes wild. everyone is so happy right now! first, they find out they're gonna be aunts, uncles,(that's what the baby is gonna call you guys friends) grandmas, and grandpas, then their favorite couple is getting married. what more could they ask for? Everyone is happy and can't wait for this new being to enter the world and also can't wait to attend the biggest wedding yet.

OK that was a long but i hope you enjoyed! sorry if it's bad im not used to writing i just got bored and wanted to try lol thanks for reading tho Bye!

#shoto x y/n #shoto x female reader #mha x female reader #mha x reader #mha imagines #shoto torodoki #shoto todoroki imagine #shoto x you #mha #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #mha fluff #mha oneshot

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thefloorisbalaclava · 2 years

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My dear ghoulishy good gal Cass happy October! 🎃👻💕 I hope this month treats you well and that you eat plenty of Halloween candy and cookies (there’s some bomb ass pumpkin ones my local grocery store has that one day I’ll have to send to youuu)

I’m here to bring holiday here and spoil you with my Halloween thoughts!!

Frankie would be the best and maybe worst boy to go to a haunted house with because yes the entire time he’s holding you tight and whispering so confidently “don’t worry baby I got you nothings gonna scare us” and even joking like “babe, I’ve seen scary shit on YouTube” but the minute you get into the haunted maze and a scary gargoyle thing jumps out he’s screaming you’re screaming and it’s just chaotic fun as the two of you clutch onto each other for dear life and after it’s done go get ice cream and laugh about the entire thing!

He’d be the same way with scary movies too I think that at first he’s so “it’s just a movie quierda nothing scary” and then at bed time he’s leaving the bathroom light on and clutching you tight because you keep the monsters away for him 💕

And let’s not forget couples costumes omg!! I’d love to hear what your perfect costume would be with Frankie but my weakness is always going to be him as Gomez Adams or something so simple like a ghost with a sheet over his head with his classic baseball cap on top of the sheet because classic Frankie lol

I’ll come back to haunt you more with my darling Javi Peña and Javi G thoughts because this ghoulie has got a lot 👻👀

I just wanted to stop by and say you are such a treat and blessing in my life and I hope October is kind to you, love you always pumpkin 🎃🥀🕸🕷

Erika mi amor!!!

I LOVE the idea of Frankie trying to be all "I'll protect you babe" and then ending up more scared than you in a haunted house. And with scary movies...you'd look over halfway into the movie and he's covering his eyes 🤣🤣

I can imagine Frankie decorating the house for Halloween. It's something you two love to do together! He actually loves decorating for every holiday. The cap over the sheet is cracking me up because he so would.

Please please please come back with those amazing ideas for both Javis! I need some cheering up! 💜💜

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signalwatch · 1 year

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Hallmark Watch: A Holiday Spectacular (2022)

Watched: 11/27/2022

Format: Hallmark Channel

Viewing: First

Director: John Putch

It's easy to forget that before they had a cable channel and the need to fill programming 24/7, Hallmark started making movies for network television. Back in the day, Hallmark used to deliver semi-prestige Sunday-night movies with name talent. I don't think this happens anymore as they've moved these movies to The Hallmark Channel and the budgets have taken a hit of sorts, but the DNA of those "Hallmark Presents" movies still exists. So, every Christmas, tucked amongst the usual low-budget fare of the Hallmark movie season, you do get a movie or three with name actors or big set pieces.

One of this year's offerings is A Holiday Spectacular (2022), which has only two name actors, one of whom is Eve Plumb, which blew my mind, and Ann-Margret. Ann-Margret mostly only appears in a framing sequence and probably knocked her part out in 2-3 days of shooting, but it's still a delight to see her.

In a way, the big star of the film aside from Ann-Margret is the world famous precision dance team, The Rockettes, who somehow I've still never seen perform, which seems impossible. But the movie does a neat trick of tying the legacy and history of the Rockettes (who have existed in some form since the 1920's) to the modern era by having Ann-Margret appear as a former dancer telling her grand-daughter about her own history as they wander around Rockefeller Center which doesn't need any set dressing, really, to play itself in mid-Century America.

The real star of the film is Ginna Claire Mason, who is really a Broadway star (Wicked, Flashdance) playing the young Maggie of the 1950's. So, yes, not only did Hallmark go all in on The Rockettes, shooting in NYC here and there, this is a period piece. Mason hasn't done much screen work, but I think maybe she could do more? She has no problem carrying the film. She just does much less shimmying than you will remember Ann-Margret doing in a similar period.

The basic plot is a sort of League of Their Own meets Poor Little Rich Girl story about a society gal running away to the big city to become a dancer while lying to her family and dull-as-hell fiancee about why she's in New York for 3 months. Along the way she makes lifelong friends and finds love with a Navy photographer? who is also defying his parents' expectations. (Eve Plumb, btw, plays the boyfriends' mom, and veteran Broadway performer Carolyn McCormick plays our leads' mom.)

I won't oversell it. It's fine! You might enjoy it. If I had a little kid I wanted to understand that sometimes parental expectations don't align with personal passion, I'd think this movie does it as well as many. It actually does try to give all of the supporting characters arcs, from the lead's romantic interest to her roommate, to their close friends within the Rockettes.

We are treated to some Rockettes numbers (with them cutting in our leads in some close-ups, but good luck spotting them in wide shots) - and this is clearly an ad for you to come see The Rockettes while in New York. Which I would! But. I have not.

The twitter-riffic criticism of the film is that the movie tries to pave over the Rockettes' less than ideal history of resisting desegregation into the 1980's and instead casts race-blind for some roles. And, of course, includes the modern Rockettes line-up. There's probably a movie out there one could make about the real-life integration of the Rockettes, but I don't know if a fairy tale about finding friends along the way is that movie. We're in some weird territory here, but I choose to think Hallmark is presenting an ideal we should have had, just as the Rockettes work is seen as tough but basically a big family - and that may be far from the truth. That work looks hard, man.

Anyway.

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eggmarr · 3 years

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winter fluff with the cm team!

(a/n: it’s been a hot minute since i’ve written something for my og guys and gals 🥺 plus winter’s still my favorite season so just ignore how late this is) (also these all should be gender neutral!)

aaron hotchner

- hotch isn’t exactly the type of guy to go to just any party, i feel like he’d definitely go to a work thing (likely something penelope organized)

- you work in a different area, but still know penelope so you’ve heard about her team and everything (especially this “hotch” who’s apparently your exact type??? she hasn’t even seen you date yet how-)

- he’s kinda hesitant about going but the team makes sure he has nothing to do so he can come with them

- penny made you swear you’d attend or else she’d track you down and bring you there herself

- fast forward to party night at rossi’s (of course it’s at rossi’s penny just had to ask) and there’s not too many people there but it’s enough so it feels slightly crowded

- so you go out back onto his patio and sit to breathe

- “You alright?”

- hotch scares the hell out of you on accident, making you laugh a bit (he’s mesmerized already)

- it takes a little bit, but you two manage to find a middle ground and strike up a pretty good conversation (surprisingly good; you don’t even know his name yet !)

- penelope walks by the doors, seeing hotch and you laugh at something you’d said, paying extra close attention to the way his eyes (and yours !) lingered ever so slightly

- she walks off before either of you notice her, and begins to make a new plan

- “Derek! Where did you hang that mistletoe?”

spencer reid

- we all know spencer’s one shy boy, so he isn’t going to outright do anything

- but he’s also one hella oblivious one

- so when an agent from the floor below asks about you and him at the agency party, he’s kinda confused

- the other agent’s kinda like “aren’t you two dating or something?”

- “No.” “....Could’ve fooled me.”

- and it makes him think a LOT

- like “don’t all friends know each other’s coffee orders so well that it’s become a habit to order both at the same time just so he can see the tired smile on your face when you see him with them?” (no, sweetheart, not all friends do-)

- he’s kinda struck frozen and has no idea what to do until you wave a hand so you can leave together

- as you two reach the doors, he blurts out a random fact out of sudden nerves

- “Did you know that most mistletoe isn’t actually mistletoe? The plant itself actually has white berries, while the red berries are typical of holly plants.”

- you purse your lips together, nodding as if you’re thinking deeply, then point up

- “So, I shouldn’t kiss you under this one?”

- turns out y’all are standing right under a sprig of holly that no one else cared to notice or talk about

- he immediately goes red and just rubs the back of his neck to speak quietly

- “It can still count, if you want it to.”

emily prentiss

- emily would definitely just take a walk with you around the park (i mean, really she just likes spending time with you)

- so you spend what seems like hours just talking together, walking side by side in the biting cold

- at some point, you suggest holding hands “to keep warm, since you still have to walk home” knowing very well that you don’t sound nonchalant at all

- but she doesn’t mind

- and if the night ends with a cold cheek kiss? even better

jennifer jareau

- jj doesn’t really like the cold as much as you’d think (like she’s ok, but she’d probably prefer being inside than out if you let her choose) so i’d say something with the boys

- maybe she’s caught in traffic from the ice and has to ask you to watch the boys a bit longer that she’d expected

- and the entire way there she’s both angry from the time, and guilty for making you stay when she walks in and hears the tv on hallmark with a christmas movie

- she sees a plate of cookies on the counter, with a note from you about what they did today

- then she finally sees you on the couch, fast asleep with the boys both hugged protectively to you, making sure they’re safe as they sleep

- she wakes you up reluctantly, and helps you put the kids to bed in a domestic setting that was enough to make her heart hurt

- and then you give her a sleepy smile

- and she melts

penelope garcia

- penny figures out you don’t have anyone to spend the holidays with when she finds you at your desk instead of at the office party everyone else is at

- as much as she wants to ask or pull you up, or do something, she just sits down and strikes up a conversation with you

- by the time she’d gotten back to the party, they were already wrapping up and she had just seen you off

- derek asks her where she’d gone, and she just hides the number you wrote on her hand in faded pen and changes the subject

derek morgan

- this man is definitely the first to make a move

- he’ll try everything cliche and all just to get you out with him but you just figure out ways to avoid it

- i mean, how do you get out of gift shopping with him and penelope in less than ten minutes??? witchcraft-

- then one day he just tells this dorky joke he picked up off a thing he read for fun and you laugh at it

- and while his confidence is up he finally asks you out on a real date, not just a “date”

- you kiss him on the cheek to say yes

- “If you’d just started with that, I would’ve done something weeks ago.”

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid x reader #jennifer jareau x reader #emily prentiss x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #penelope garcia x reader #derek morgan x reader #spencer reid #jennifer jareau #derek morgan #penelope garcia #aaron hotchner #emily prentiss #gn!reader #gender neutral reader

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star-galaxy · 2 years

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I hate being the 'therapist friend'.

TW under the cut

TW for mentions of abus3, r@pe, and trauma

I have friends who trauma dump, not even ask, but once they start talking, I feel like I can't tell them to be quiet or else I'M the rude one and I'M invalidating their experiences. I was once in a class and we were doing an activity where we talk about like a rose, bud, and thorn, and my friend/classmate (We aren't super close) talked about how movies saved her life because she was abus3d and movies would 'keep her quiet' as a kid so her family member wouldn't abuse her, then she talked about how everyone at our school is super rich and she talked about how she felt like it was so annoying that all of these 'rich' girls complained when they were so fortunate to be born in the families that they were.

Mind you, yes we go to a private school, and yes there are some girls who are upper middle class, but I have just as many friends who came from 'poor' households as I do friends who come from 'rich' households. She is also fortunate to go to our school as well! She could've been in a public school and suffered through THAT. I have some public school friends and all of them have stories of s3xual abuse and drug abuse at their schools, often happening to them themselves. Hell, one of my friends' schools has a football initiation where they g@ng r@pe the new member. This person who told me about this highschool experience also did not ask if they could tell me about it. The first gal talked about her disability and her deadbeat parent and obviously those things are terrible, but she never really asked if I wanted to hear about it.

This has happened to me many times, I guess people just 'trust' me. I like SUPPORTING my friends, and even strangers, but that does not mean you can come up to me for no reason and be like "My grandma died and I was diagnosed with X serious condition and I was in a car accident last week and now I will vent about every SINGLE PROBLEM IN MY LIFE". I know so many of my friends' traumas and I have no right to. And THEY have no right to trauma dump on me. I get it, everyone needs support, and yes I am willing to provide that support but ask me first because you have NO IDEA what I might be going through.

Another thing about being the 'Therapist Friend' is that the more that I hear from my friends the more invalidated I feel. Like I come from a decently well off family with two parents and the only 'traumatic' thing that I even remember is being bullied / (harshly) excluded in a way that gave me abandonment issues. Even then, these things were obviously bigger deals for 10 / 11 year old me than they are to me now. They did affect me then and they continue to affect me now.

This really hurts because when I feel stressed and frustrated about homework, an argument with my parents, my workload, my extracurriculars, my health, my body image, and my negative / intrusive thoughts there is always a friend there to trauma-dump on me! I never get to talk about my life or my stressors or what's wrong in my life! I'm not trying to be self centered here, but I am so DONE with the fact that I am literally just a bucket to hold the tears of my friends.

I also have ADHD and anxiety, some sensory and communication issues, as well as such a terrible memory that most of my life is lost to me. I do not know a lot about my own life, I forget my birthday, I forget holidays, I forget what day of the week it is, I forget when I need to go to class, I forget what happened on thursday of last week, I don't remember monumental vacations, and I even forget the names of friends, family, and other people in my life. I've been going to a tennis class for almost three months now and I don't even know my own coach's name. I've sat at a table with a classmate for almost five months and I always forget how you pronounce their name. My only saving graces at this moment are google calendar reminders, the photo app album feature, and the clock app's alarms.

I'm so tired of never being able to talk to my friends without them bringing up all of their traumas first.

It isn't all of my friends, and I even dumped a lot of this on to one of my friends a little bit ago (she said it was okay for me to do so after I asked her if I could) and she thought I was talking about only one friend, and she told me to drop them. I can't just drop ALL of my friends.

The thing is, at the same time as I am frustrated, I feel so glad that I have friends who feel like they can open up to me. But if one of my friends starts going I feel like I can't be like "can you stop?" because that's RUDE and what if they just need to vent for a little and then they will feel good? And if I tell them to stop what if they feel bad?

idk, sorry for the rant.

#therapist friend #i hate being the therapist friend #therapist friend needs a therapist #tumblr is my therapy #i hate this #issues #abuse #ugh

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aerynwrites · 4 years

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Hello, my love 💕 if you're up for a Marcus idea, maybe you could do a little something with him and maybe doing some holiday baking or decorating? Ily 🥰💕

Patricia!! Omg, this was so fun to write and got me in such a holiday mood, ahhh!! Thank you for sending this in and I hope you like it! <3

Warmth

Marcus Pike x Reader

Word Count: 700

Warnings: none

Everything feels warm despite the thick blanket of bright white snow covering the ground outside. The large fat flakes continue to fall from the sky steadily, adding to the cozy holiday atmosphere of your small home. You can hear the deep and comforting timbre of “it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas,” flowing into the kitchen from the stereo in the living room. The aroma of baking cookies and hot chocolate fills the house as you slide the last tray of cookies in the oven and set the timer.

Everything is just…warm.

You hum along quietly to the music as you begin to clean up your workstation, wiping down the counters and placing the cooled cookies onto an old plate of your grandmothers that has ‘cookies for Santa!’ scrawled around the edges. By the time you are done cleaning up, the oven timer dings and you pull them out of the oven to cool as well, placing the ovenmits onto the counter before walking quietly into the living room.

You lean against the door frame gently, heart swelling at the sight in front of you. Warm white Christmas lights frame large bay windows of your living room, making the field of snow outside appear even more magical. Two stockings have been hung up over the fireplace which is aglow with a bright orange flame. And finally, you see Marcus starting to place the lights around your Christmas tree - a real one this year that fills your nose with the fresh scent of pine needles anytime you enter the room. You don’t move from your spot right away. Instead, you take this moment, this small undisturbed warm moment, to take in the domesticity of it all. You almost laugh at how cliche it all is, like those scenes from the tacky Hallmark movies you force Marcus to watch every year.

But you wouldn’t trade this for the world.

You pad quietly over to where Marcus is placing the last of the lights between the branches and wrap your arms around his waist. You press a kiss to his shoulder over the sweater he wears and then another one to his lips when he turns in your arms to face you.

“The cookies are done,” you tell him, voice soft, “And there’s hot chocolate being warmed on the stove.”

He smiles down at you, eyes glowing in the firelight as he presses a quick kiss to your forehead, “I’ve just finished putting the lights up,” he pulls away so he is standing next to you now, your arms still wrapped around his middle as you lean into him, “We can start putting the ornaments on after we have a little cookie and hot cocoa break,” he looks down at you now, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your hip, “How’s that sound?”

The smile you send him is probably dopey, full of love and admiration for the man in your arms. But he doesn’t seem to care, he only notices that you are smiling at him at all, eyes filled with emotion.

“That sounds wonderful,” you say, turning so you can pull him into a tight embrace, face pressed snugly into his chest. He smells like pine needles and wood smoke, not his usual scent, but comforting nonetheless. Nostalgic.

The song on the stereo fades into a slower song and one of Marcus’s hands slips from your waist to take one of your hands. Holding it out to the side slightly, he starts to slowly sway you back and forth, one arm still wrapped securely around your waist. Your head still rests on his chest and you smile when he presses a kiss to your hair before resting his cheek atop your head gently. It feels like a whole other world at this moment. Held in your husband's embrace, listening to his comforting timbre as he hums along to the music, the crackling of the fire, and basked in the glow of Christmas lights…

“I love you Marcus,” you whisper into the soft fibers of his sweater.

He inhales deeply, taking comfort in the familiar scent of your shampoo, and holds you tighter to him, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

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prinxlyart · 4 years

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just any individual toh character hc would SLAP. mebbe ur thoughts on the twins idk this is vague

Nah it’s cool, I can dig it let’s do this

I only put this under a line break cuz it got so long oops lol

Emira:

Defo has a stutter that she went through a lot of intensive and grueling speech therapy sessions for (when she was about 7 years old) that she hated. Amity and Edric both know this and know it’s a sensitive topic for her. They’ll tease her lightly about it, but never in front of anyone else and they know where to draw the line. In my last Vinera post, I mentioned how much Viney adores her stutter. She absolutely loves getting Emira flustered enough to start stuttering. She’s incredibly patient and understanding when it comes to Emira’s stutter and Em’s feelings about her stutter, and she helps Emira learn to be okay with it again. It’s nothing to be ashamed of (and it’s cute).

My girl likes carrots. Like, really likes carrots. As in she’ll eat them straight out of the ground if she’s given a chance to wash it first. She really loves carrots. This is only an issue later on after she and Viney start taking care of beasts together and Emira’s been caught eating their entire stock of carrots that’s meant for the beasts. Viney has to keep the carrots in a secret box away from Emira after that point.

Emira actually really loves beasts/animals but has never been good at handling them. Any time she’d try to approach an animal to pet it, it would try to bite her. She’d get extremely pouty whenever this happens because beasts/animals love Edric. It’s not until after she and Viney start dating that Viney actually starts teaching her how to approach different creatures and her love for creatures reignites.

Emira’s a giant pushover for Amity. Only Edric knows this because he’s also a pushover for her. If Amity ever found out what power she actually holds over them, they’d be in so much trouble. They mask their love for their sister with constant teasing. Yes of course they get annoyed by her, that’s how siblings are, especially when Amity tattles on them, but at the end of the day, they’d help Amity hide the body if she asked. (The few times they witnessed her crying by someone other than their parents, they had gone on a warpath. Nobody hurts Mittens.)

Defo had a brief infatuation with Luz for like 5 minutes before she realized how head-over-heels Amity was. As long as they’re both happy, that’s what matters. She’ll take that secret to her grave though.

L O V E S having her hair played with, but like, only with people she’s super comfortable with. She has so much hair (mostly due to her mother’s wishes) and any time they all have attend some fancy gathering, Emira has to be seen by a stylist in order to get all her hair into whatever wild fancy shape her mom wants for the event. That she hates more than life itself, but whenever she’s upset, Edric or Amity grabs her hair brush and just gently brushes her hair out until she’s chill again. (She absolutely melts when Viney starts playing with her hair). In an act of defiance and because she needed this Change, the moment she and her siblings leave the Blight Manor permanently, she cuts off all of her hair. It’s very reminiscent of Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. Viney loves it. Everyone loves it actually, but the biggest reactions come from Viney and Luz (they both love running their fingers through the newly cut hair because it’s so soft).

She likes to sing to herself when she’s alone. It’s rare that it ever happens because if she knows there’s other people in the same building as her, she won’t chance it. But when she knows she’s alone and no one will notice if she casts a silence bubble around herself so she can sing at the top of her lungs? You better believe she closes any doors or curtains in the area, locks everything, casts that spell and goes nuts. Her voice isn’t all that great, but it’s lovely when she’s singing quietly to herself while she does homework or something. On especially bad nights, Amity will ask her to sing to her. Emira sang to her once when they were like, 3 and 5 respectively, and it’s been their secret thing ever since for especially rough nights/nightmares.

Edric:

Yknow how James from Pokémon is just super good with Pokémon ?? Like, he knows how to treat them, he knows what they like, he asks them gently if they’d like to join them, etc. That’s exactly how Edric approaches creatures. He’s a natural with them, but he and his sister’s natural affinity for illusion magic kept him from pursuing that track of magic.

He’s always wanted a pet, but every time he brings it up to his parents, he’s met with the same firm No as always. He’s definitely gotten in trouble for trying to sneak wild creatures into the house to keep in his room. Thank Titan for Em’s cool new girlfriend who’s not only a multi-track student, but studying the exact subject he wants to study and is super eager to teach him everything she knows. He learns vicariously through her and helps her study for her tests. At first, Emira is suspicious of them, but she knows her brother wouldn’t be so cruel as to try to steal her girlfriend away from her. He’s just a dork.

My boy’s got a sweet tooth. He loves desserts and sweets and fluffy baked goods and often tries to sneak candies when he thinks no one is looking. Chocolate is a big weakness for him. When Luz introduces him to Human Sweets, he’s practically bouncing off the walls. Cotton candy??????? Flan?????? Dulce de Leche en Tabla??? He nearly passes out when Luz busts out what she calls a “chocolate fountain” and turns it on. Y’all remember that one image of a bird bathing in a chocolate fountain from a million years ago? That’s Edric.

Edric Blight LIVES to see his sisters laugh. He would pull all sorts of silly faces and dumb tricks to make Amity laugh when they were little. He still tries to make her laugh, but usually those have grown from giggles to disgruntled mumbling. He’ll never admit how much it breaks his heart and it’s not until he sees her laughing at something Luz has done that he has hope he may still be able to get her to laugh again (it’s also the first time he’s heard her laugh in years and it makes his heart soar in relief. He was almost certain their parents had stamped any concept of laughter out of her).

My boy Edric is so full of love and passion; actually quite similarly to Luz. What makes them different though is that Edric is Aromantic. He’s never had a crush in his life. He’s happy with his sisters and all of their friends and their family as it grows in the future. He has some best friends that he lives with for a while (after his sisters move in with their respective partners), but for the most part he’s chill. He loves his family, he loves spoiling his sisters’ kids, and he’s content with himself. It takes him a super long time to be content with himself, but he gets there. I will literally never get over the fact that his biggest fear is “being alone forever”. He’s never alone. He will always have his friends and family. And, thanks in large part to Luz, he has his parents back. His parents that actually were excited when he cast his first spell and tucked him in at night when he was a toddler, giving him kisses goodnight and pleasant dreams. Not the parents he’d run away from; those were the cold, uncaring, obsessed with fake concepts of popularity and status people he ran away from with his sisters. It took years, but Luz helped bring his real parents back. He loves getting to know them for who they are now that he’s an adult too.

He and Gus become best friends. Like, dumb buddy cop movie levels of best friends. They get into so much trouble when it’s just the two of them and they have the time of their lives. At first, he and Em just sort of took Gus under their wing because he was a little bit of an outcast in their homeroom for being so much younger than everyone else. But he’s a friend of Luz’s and a friend of Amity’s after a while, which automatically makes him cool in their book. They soon find themselves actually enjoying his company, rather than just protecting him from stray bullies, and they find his ability with illusion magic exciting. They themselves are considered prodigies so having another prodigy to show off practice with is super stimulating for all of them. As the years go on (and Emira spends more time with Viney) Edric starts calling more and more often for “Bro Time” where they go do stupid teenage stuff or test the limits of their magic or even just hang out and talk for hours. It’s actually all this time hanging out with just Gus that Edric discovers he’s aro; somehow it comes out that Gus has developed a crush on Edric and (major age differences aside) Edric realizes he’s never had a crush on anyone before. It’s a conversation that sucks a lot, but they’re besties and they manage to get through it. Gus maybe needs to take a day with his original gal pals to just cry about it, but he gets over it just fine. He also helps Edric understand what it means to be aromantic. Well, with the help of Luz and Willow as well; Luz is a walking dictionary for lgbt terminology and Willow’s super good at helping dissect feelings (when they’re not her own cough’outofsightoutofmind’cough).

I genuinely don’t know what he might pursue for a career. Part of me wants him to be independent and do his own thing, but a much stronger part of me wants him to just be part of Viney as Emira’s business. He loves creatures so much and he loves taking care of them, but I don’t want him to feel like a third wheel around his twin sister either. Maybe he becomes a dual track teacher at Hexside specifically for healing and beast keeping so more students can learn about Service Creatures. He can substitute for the Illusion track homeroom when needed, but he’s super passionate about the Service Creature sub-track he and Viney pitch to Principal Bump.

#prinxly inquiries #anonymous #the owl house #emira blight #edric blight #toh headcanons #I have a lot of Thoughts and Feelings about these two

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rosalie-starfall · 5 months

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*̩̩͙‧͙⁺₊❅. Annette * Claus .❅₊⁺*̩̩͙‧

Fred Claus - 2007

#Miranda Richardson #Annette Claus #Fred Claus #paul giamatti #rachel weisz #my gifs #movie edits #movies : Christmas #Movies : Holiday #Movies : Comedy #mredits #I've loved Miranda longer than time has had meaning in my life #I forgot how freaking cute she is in this movie!#Happy Holidays #All my gals have done holiday movies #she is so adorable!#mrs claus #santa claus

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loved-lefthaunted · 3 years

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What are your thoughts on all the evermore songs?

oh my god. this is such a hard question for me so brace yourself. it’s taken me nearly 2 months to write this out and i still don’t think i’ve managed to encapsulate all my thoughts.

So, I have very strong feelings about evermore. I immediately loved it three times as much as folklore, for a variety of reasons. I can do a song-by-song breakdown alongside my general thoughts of the album below:

Firstly, I want to preface this by saying that I do not disregard the impact that folklore had on me prior to evermore’s release. I am not oblivious to the fact that folklore likely primed me for the sound that evermore had and that my mind was set up for a similar sounding album so was willing to receive it with more open ears.

That being said, I think that evermore is the superior album. The overall emotional range and sonic variety of the album is wider and more thought out. The different songs provide a more well-rounded listen in my opinion and give me much more emotional investment than folklore. Each individual song feels strong and there are far more songs with single potential than folklore.

So let’s get down to it:

1. Willow - iconic. The big sister that cardigan deserves. The song that I wish the Lover album had been. A song so fully devoted in such a soft and sweeet way without feeling sickly. A mature way to dedicate a song to the person that you can’t live without but in a way that doesn’t throw pink confetti at your face and tell single people to fuck off. TAKE MY HAND? OKAY TAYLOR. WRECK MY PLANS? FOR SURE BABES. THAT’S MY MAN? 100% FEEL U GAL.

2. Champagne Problems - LOOK. I AM CLAIMING THE NAME SAMPAGNE PROBLEMS FOR ALL FUTURE CONTENT. I want to be proposed to just so that I can reject them and then get wildly drunk on overpriced alcohol. It’s heartwrenching in a way that Taylor hasn’t been since the likes of Treacherous. It doesn’t throw sadness at you, overwhelm you with tears. It hides heartbreak within a soft piano riff and gorgeous imagery.

3. Gold Rush - a sapphic daydream. i cannot believe this is real. The return of a heart-thumping drumbeat and the most lovely, pure song that just describes the infatuation with someone beautiful and how you can wonder about them and be so happy about them and jealous of them all at once.

4. ‘Tis The Damn Season - this christmas song makes me wish i had a boy next door in my hometown that i could randomly sleep with. why don’t i have a fluffy hallmark holiday film based upon this premise? why isn’t there a christmas music video to show me how their interactions work during the holidays and how it differs so vastly with their normal lives? Why can i feel both the distance and the closeness that these two people feel? the cutest dedication to a very un-cute casual relationship. a bittersweet shout out to the people who make us happy for a few fleeting moments spread out over the long haul.

5. Tolerate It - i have very VERY strong feelings about this one. it feels like it both encapsulates romantic and non-romantic love so perfectly. It pairs perfectly with the likes of Closure (more on that later). We all deserve to be celebrated. In a world of people settling for less than they deserve, we should reach for those who deserve us. We are worth it. Find someone who will show us how worthy we are. It’s aching and slow and painful and just....everything. Just because someone has always been there doesn’t mean they deserve to continue to be there. Tolerating you is not the same as deserving your loyalty.

6. No Body, No Crime (feat. HIAM) - IT TOOK 14 YEARS BUT TAYLOR FINALLY MURDERED A MAN IN COLD BLOOD AND I AM HERE FOR IT. MEN ARE TRASH, LADIES. REMEMBER THIS. ENGRAVE IT INTO YOUR TOMBSTONES. TATTOO IT ON YOUR FOREHEADS. MEN AS AN ENTITY DO NOT DESERVE US. MURDER THEM. A YEEHAW DREAM. (I have no strong feelings about HIAM but the existence of Este’s name is a blessing in itself, their backing vocals are a lovely addition and a true testament to their friendship as we know how protective Taylor is about mixing business and friendship through collaborations)

7. Happiness - this song is HURTFUL. a song about growth, a song about finding yourself amidst the loss of a partner, a friend, a family member. a loss so deep that it will hurt you for years to come and take a piece of you away forever. but a loss that you have to be resigned to and grow from and let go of. the slow build of the backing is something i haven’t heard since Holy Ground. Both songs talk about loss and moving on in such starkly different ways but still encompass the feeling of reminiscing on something good and pure and perfect whilst battling the knowledge that it’s over and trying to be happy for the person now that they’re gone.

8. Dorothea - the sweetest girl in the neighbourhood. a childhood friend that we all miss having. a person we watched grow into something massive and successful and we’re so genuinely happy for them. the song encompasses the feeling of a distanced joy. a joy that has nothing to do with you, everything to do with this person that you’d be happy to accept again with open arms but will be equally as happy to watch succeed from a distance. a bouncy backing track and lovely vocalisations that really build a sense of a warm hug and the feeling of soft morning sun on your skin.

9. Coney Island (feat. The National) - alright. so i’m sat on a bench in the cold, wrapped up in a winter coat and a hat and gloves and a massive scarf that covers half of my face. i can see the air when i breathe out. there’s an empty ferris wheel at a deserted fairground and i can remember when it was alive and bustling and when i was surrounded by all of the people closest to me on a late summer’s day. and i miss them. i yearn for that to be back. the way we yearn for a time before covid, before masks and elbow touches and sanitising everything. a time when you could sit around a table with your friends and welcome someone with a hug and visit your family for the holidays. a time of joy that was so overlooked until it was gone. The presence of The National is also a breathtaking addition and truly deserved after Aaron’s input on both folklore and evermore. I’m glad they saved it for this song.

10. Ivy - this song just radiates GREEN. Am I in a forest? Am I just in a greenhouse, watering the plants? The guitar/banjo sounds make me so horrifically nostalgic for Speak Now era. The male backing vocals remind me that Taylor has evolved so far from the girl we used to exclusively listen in conjunction with Caitlin Bird and Liz Huett.

11. Cowboy Like Me - one of the only songs I don’t really care about? it’s not bad, it’s just not great. it’s yeehaw without the accompanying passion. It’s the end of a sad, sad wild west movie. It’s a backing track in a scene of a TV show when someone is going on a journey alone to find themselves. But it’s nothing special.

12. Long Story Short - DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME. THE BEST SONG ON THIS ALBUM IN MY OPINION. THE STRONGEST BEAT, THE NOSTALGIA OF 1989, THE LYRICS OF RED, THE FUCKS GIVEN OF REPUTATION. THE PERFECT IMMERSIVE TAYLOR EXPERIENCE. TRULY A 10/10 ENTITY. I WILL HAVE THIS PLAYING AT MY GRADUATION. I SURVIVED.

13. Marjorie - the loss of a grandparent is always a lot. i’ve lost 2 due to Covid and it’s cut me deeper than I ever imagined. Marjorie is the 50′s sepia toned daydream that sends you flying back to being a child and being taught life’s most important lessons when you were far too young to understand them from someone so much wiser than you. It feels like I’m being taught to live again. Another build up backing track, but in such an uplifting way? A way that makes you think of the sun slowly coming out of the clouds. Of the end of a rainstorm and the start of a new day. Optimism and innocence. Peace and hope.

14. Closure - right, the return of sadness. The use of the clatter and discord in the background. The death of a Big Machine (subtle and perfectly done). She’s doing better. We all are. It reminds me of the friends I’ve lost and crave to have back but know I’m better off without. We have to let go of this. Close the chapter. You don’t even need the epilogue, it’s over. The production makes me so uncomfortable and it’s SO NECESSARY because lack of closure is UNSETTLING. It’s horrifying. It’s devastating. But the lyrics and the power of the song show how strong you can be and how important it is to push through the discomfort and continue to live.

15. Evermore (feat. Bon Iver) - the titular song. The return of Bon Iver’s vocals and the lone piano background are truly something to be commemorated for years to come. Although it lacks the painstaking hurt of Exile, this is one of her most simple pieces of artistry on this album and it’s BEAUTIFUL. Something that feels bare and raw. A song that cuts deep and shows us the true core of what she’s currently feeling right now: that although pain might feel forever, it’s not. all pain, much like joy, is fleeting and we have to feel it but we need to remember that it’s only a piece of our experience and place it into context. The song veers on self-pity and wallowing in hopelessness until the latter third, where suddenly hope rises out of the ashes alongside a slightly padded out production from Bon Iver’s vocals. A strong end to the album. This song sets us up for future albums on a note of optimism. It’s a new dawn.

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voxymoxyboxy · 3 years

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Hey there! This is my gift for @rnarchhare for the Sam and Max Secret Santa! I really hope you enjoy it and have a very happy holidays!

THE LITTLE THINGS

Over the years, Max had learned to love a few things.

Violence.

Mass weapons of destruction.

That rush you get when surfing on a car going one hundred miles down the interstate.

Sam.

That was the most important thing.

Honestly, the lagomorph never thought he’d come to love a living thing. His family life wasn’t the best, what with most of them ending up in jail or troubled situations and, while Sam family was nice, most of them tried to stay clear of the troublesome rabbit.

That’s why it surprised him so much when Sam laughed the first time he cracked a joke. Maybe that’s when it sparked that pitiful fire in the depths of his belly, but Max wouldn’t know that for years to come.

The only thing close to love he’d gotten growing up (barring Sam of course) was the care and affection given by Granny Ruth, who’d practically raised both boys throughout their childhood. He came to admire the tough ol’ gal as she showed off her awesome moves and superior knowledge of disembowelment. They made him happy and suddenly Max knew what it was like to be home.

Sam helped him learn how to love other things. The little things made life worth living, he’d said. The lagomorph had thought it was complete horseshit at the time, but, naturally, the dog had showed him the way.

The crunch almonds brought to chocolate.

Signing along to old records while it rained.

Hugs and the warmth they left behind.

But, what was perhaps one of his favorite things to learn to appreciate was winter.

What was once just a simple couple of months where he delighted in seeing other people be dreary, his best friend taught him to find more. His first Christmas with Sam was life-changing, to put it mildly. Ruth had spun tales of Santa and presents, yet Max paid it no mind. Only the good little girls and boys of the world were given gifts, so he knew he’d never get any.

No, what was far more important were the things that came with the season.

Sam’s family showed him how to bake Christmas cookies, gingerbread and sugar (though the rabbit preferred chocolate chip Sam’s favorite) and yule logs. That memory of them being covered in frosting never failed to make Max all warm and fuzzy inside. They decorated and demolished a Christmas tree together. Had snowball fights. Made snowmen.

Oddly enough, the lagomorph’s favorite part were the itchy sweaters.

Over several months Granny Ruth had painstakingly knitted both her grandson and little rabbit friend personalized Christmas sweaters. Tacky and almost insultingly ugly, Sam had donned his immediately and persuaded Max to do the same. The darn thing was itchy and suffocating. He’d appreciated that part, seeing it as a potential torture device even back then.

And yet…. it had filled him with an immense sense of… something warm and gooey. Mushy and gushy. Max had thought he was gonna be sick and vomited all over the carpet because it was obviously the right thing to do. However, even after emptying his stomach, the feeling had remained. It was only later when he realized it was affection.

Even now….

“Max!” Sam bellowed across their tiny office. “Package for us!”

“Oh boy!” Max cheered, popping out of one of the dog’s desk drawers. “Is it time yet?”

Sam checked the label and nodded, excitement plain on his face. “It’s from Granny Ruth alright. Ready for an entire month of too-tight collars and scratching till our fur falls out?”

“Absolutely!” The lagomorph hopped out and walked towards his boyfriend, manic smile widening as he was greeted by a gentle kiss to his forehead. Big box shoved in his face, Max swiped it from Sam and batted his eyelashes. “Aww, can I?”

“Course, little buddy.” The dog patted the space between Max’s ears. “Otherwise, I’ve would’ve done it myself!”

“You spoil me.” Max teased before tearing the packaging with his bare hands. The loud tearing and ripping sounds amused him to no end, especially when Sam watched on with this look of absolute adoration. The rabbit swore his heart did a flip. To hide his quickly darkening cheeks, Max threw the larger piece of fabric Sam’s way. “I think this one may be yours, hon.”

“You callin’ me big?” Sam asked, pouting as he caught the sweater.

“Great for cuddling!” Max said, taking a good look at the design Ruth had subjected him to this year. A garish red and green, she’d sewn a large snowman on the front. His black button eyes stared into his soul like it would steal it when nobody was looking. It was so very, very ugly.

And he loved it so very, very much.

“What yours look like?” the rabbit asked, muffled slightly as his melon-shaped head got caught in one of his sleeves.

“It’s all green.” Sam replied. “Big Christmas tree with jingle bells sewed on it. Just plain awful!”

“Well what’re you waitin’ for? Put it on!” The lagomorph finally popped his head through the proper hole, body already becoming itchy. That was a good sign. Meant it was authentic! His boyfriend finished putting his own on, holding out his arms.

“How does it look?”

Max snickered. “Absolutely horrid! You on the other hand,” he took one of Sam’s hands and squeezed it tight, “are gorgeous.” Sam turned away, bashful at the rabbit’s flirtatious remark. Oh, how he’d come to love making his Sammy all flustered.

“Ah can in, knucklehead.” He said and pulled at one of his sleeves. The dog glanced towards their couch. “Wanna watch movies till we pass out?” Max scoffed.

“Sam, if you wanted to cuddle, all ya had to do was say so!” The lagomorph shoved his boyfriend towards the tattered piece of furniture. Pushing the big lug to lay down, Max made himself comfortable in his lap. He grabbed the remote and flicked the tv on, some random Christmas movie appearing on the screen. Action was more his style, but he didn’t mind it if his partner kept holding him like that.

“That good, babe?” he asked. Sam pulled Max closer, nuzzling his shoulder. “Other than the blazin’ heat these delightful sweaters offer us.”

“Almost perfect.”

“Almost?” Max turned to see Sam’s face. “What else do ya-?” A swift kiss cut him off. One of the rare moments when the dog took initiative in their relationship. It made the rabbit melt and he swore his organs were turning to mush at that moment. He was gonna catch on fire, but Max didn’t care. The world could burn and nothing else would matter.

Sam ended it and smiled down at his boyfriend. “Now it’s perfect.”

“Yer too sappy, ya know that?”

(Though Max had learned-)

“You love it.”

(-to love that too.)

Max sighed. “Whatever makes ya happy, Sam.”

When Max had met Sam, love wasn’t even a word in his dictionary.

But now….

Max leaned in for another kiss.

It was the most important thing.

#sam and max: ss2020 #sam and max #sam & max #sam and max freelance police #telltale sam and max

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beatasticband · 3 years

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1. Do you prefer writing with a black pen or blue pen? Depends, but prefer black

2. Would you prefer to live in the country or city? City but on the edge of the countryside

3. If you could learn a new skill what would it be? I need to know more about mastering records, I can do it but I’m winging it

4. Do you drink your tea/coffee with sugar? Yes

5. What was your favourite book as a child? my dad worked in an english bookshop so he would bring me back these damaged books that would end up in the bin. I had this pop up book where you could shoot things etc...

6. Do you prefer baths or showers? I like both but I have showers more often

7. If you could be a mythical creature, which one would it be? idk , is there a teleporting one?

8. Paper or electronic books? Paper

9. What is your favourite item of clothing? my coat

10. Do you like your name or would you like to change it? it’s who I am, I accept it

11. Who is a mentor to you? I don’t have a mentor really I have plenty of inspirations

12. Would you like to be famous and if so, what for? I guess I already am on a very small level, but it’s already freaking me out when people know who I am :x

13. Are you a restless sleeper? No

14. Do you consider yourself a romantic person? I am, but not in a cliche way of roses and chocolates

15. Which element best represents you? water

16. Who do you want to be closer to? physically or emotionally?

17. Do you miss someone at the moment? I haven’t seen my parents in almost 2 years due to covid

18. Tell us about an early childhood memory: Every summer we went on holiday to my grandma’s place in the mountains in the middle of France, I loved going to the river and dragging my boat upstream

19. What is the strangest thing you have eaten? ocra was the worst by far, like eating hairy puke

20. What are you most thankful for? health

21. Do you like spicy food? Nope, hate it, it was designed to cover the fact the food had gone off in warm countries. Why add something that hides flavour? it’s insane, it’s like sabotaging your own food

22. Have you ever met someone famous? yes, all of Radiohead, Ride, Suicidal Tendencies , Supergrass’ producer etc...

23. Do you do you keep a diary or journal? no

24. Do you prefer to use a pen or a pencil? Depends

25. What is your star sign? cancer

26. Do you like your cereal soggy or crunchy? Crunchy

27. What would you want your legacy to be? I was thinking about that, I could probably die tomorrow safe in the knowledge I’ve left a trace and mostly a good impression.

28. Do you like reading, what was the last book you read? A Pink Floyd book about the making of Dark Side

29. How do you show someone you love them? being there, attention to details, sharing things

30. Do you like ice in your drinks? mostly yes

31. What are you afraid of? losing my mind, sickness

32. What is your favourite scent? I bought a Black Crowes cd years ago that had a peculiar smell

33. Do you address older people by their name or surname? depends

34. If money was not a factor, how would you live your life? probably not that differently tbh

35. Do you prefer swimming in pools or the ocean.? I prefer swimming in pools but I prefer being in the ocean

36. What would you do if you found £50 on the ground? pick it up , put it in my wallet

37. Have you ever seen a shooting star? Yes

38. What is the one thing you would want to teach your children? to be a decent person

39. If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it? on my forearm, not sure

40. What can you hear now? rain

41. Where do you feel the safest? At home

42. What is the one thing you want to overcome/conquer? just the next step

43. If you could travel back to any era, what would it be? no idea, somewhere with better weather

44. What is your most used emoji? :D

45. Describe yourself using one word. me

46. What do you regret the most? nothing, what’s done is done

47. Last movie you saw? Final Destination 3

48. Last tv show you watched? Superstore

49. Invent a word and it’s meaning. when I was a kid I loved playing with legos and I used to tell my mum I was going to “deconstruire” and my mum said that word didn’t exist, it’s “detruire”. But you don’t destruct legos, you deconstruct. I tag: @louder-than-love @thedarkchimera @winterdryad @betterinthe90s @runnin-with-the--devil @poisoned-calla @winterschwarz @fresh-deadly-rosess @ninkittie92 @slutteryingreen @siriuslydandy @a-pyre-of-doom @neckshot @der--untermensch @san1tarium @myheartrattlesagainstmyribs @catacombchaos @gal-palisades @wolfofodin-edinburgh @awesomgrlgr8job @negativeprozac

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wlw-lovestruck-fiction · 4 years

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Can we get a cute fic of Yvette and mc either quarantined together or celebrating Halloween? You can add smut if you want. Please? Pretty please? -bubbleline anon

Written by: @wolfoftheautumn

~ I love both these ideas so guess what quarantine and Halloween!~

Summer had been horrible for Mc, it was not the heat but the closure of the city. It was so eerie as she would walk down the normal bright lit up avenue bustling with tourist. This summer none of that everything was closed; casino? Closed, concerts? Cancelled. If it was not fast food or a grocery store it was closed. Mc sighed as she sat on Yvette's bed she had been put out of work since summer and now it was October anything open? Nothing other than grocery stores and fast food.

She had her eyes closed this was one of her favorite holidays. Halloween but this year it was a disaster. Her arms covered her face as she groaned from frustration the only good thing she had spent most of quarantine with Yvette who she had no idea where she was at the moment. Earlier at home she had gotten a text from Yvette asking her to come over.

Mc had come over but no one was apparently there. She had texted Yvette to see where everyone was but she had not responded. So she was laying there bored eyes closed and arms covering her face. “Yvette where are you" She whined as she slowly rose up. Something caught her eye as she rose her head travelled to the end of the bed.

Standing mere inches from where she was, was a woman. She had long black hair in loose curls, her eyes jet black all on it the iris, pupil and even sclera were black. Mc froze who was this unknown stranger. They wore a black top hat with fabric wrapped around the base that was red. Their face was paint white in a skull pattern till the top of their lips. There lips a colored a sinful red just like the fabric.

They the shirt they wore was the same red and looked to be old they also wore a black topcoat that was shredded out at the bottom. Around their waist was the same red fabric fashioned as a sash with black old looking leather pants. What really freaked Mc out was the bones fashioned as a necklace around their neck and a side belt added to the sash. In their hand they had a rather old looking spiral walking stick with a white ram skill with jet black horns. Mc could hear her own heartbeat beating in her eardrums she had no idea who they were or why they were here but she felt afraid very afraid.

The mysterious woman stepped forward and Mc moved back further in the bed and unknowing let out a shriek. The woman smiled but she knew that smile. Then the woman busted out laughing. “Yvette?” Mc asked still scared and startled. She nodded and laughed “Bingo, why aren’t you dressed up? We're having a party?” She asked. Mc closed her eyes as she started to calm her breathing “I didn’t know we were having a party. Plus how are we going to party and social distance at the same time?” She asked. Yvette laughed which made Mc smile “Simple it's just you and me" She smiled. Mc smiled “Oh well I don’t have a costume I think you in that outfit is a hit though," She said. Yvette shook her head “We must simply get you a costume to celebrate this night and my favorite holiday" She said.

Mc smiled she nodded “Any ideas witch doctor?” She asked. Yvette smiled “Tell me what’s something you always wanted to dress up as?” She asked as she sat next to Mc. Mc thought what did she always want to dress up as. Mcs eyes lit up and she blushed. Yvette smiled “Oh you have an idea so tell Mc" she smiled. “Well before meeting you I had a crush on Gal Gadot as wonder woman. But I want the amazon warrior costume" She said smiling. Yvette smiled “Do follow" She said as she took her hand and they went to a secret tunnel going into a huge room. Mc was breathless the room was covered in different costumes and fabric with a sewing machine in the middle with a full-size mannequin.

Mc smiled “This is so cool,” She said smiling she noticed the different plants around the room as well. “Thank you I like to sew things for Halloween," She said smiling “Now let’s go and pull up a picture of this costume," She said. Mc nodded as they went over to a laptop and she typed the costume in. She found a full body picture and pulled it up, she looked over watching Yvette. Yvette seemed to be analyzing the costume and smiled “ let’s get your measurements and then we look for fabric" She said smiling.

Mc nodded as she stood still for Yvette as she started to take measurements and write them down. Mc blushed as Yvette worked and she smiled when she was done. Yvette took her hand as they went to find look for the perfect color of fabric. She found the perfect gold for the front and a dark gold for the one strap. She found the same color light gold for the little bit of fabric that went around the lower half as a skirt.

Mc and Yvette pulled the three bundles taking it back to the work section. Yvette starts to cut the fabric to the desired length and started to work. She took the fabric and started to draw on it with a white cloth pin to the desired pattern she needed with each piece. After that she took excess cloth over to a huge shelf opening it and matching the fabric to thread grabbing the two colors she needed.

Mc watched as she came over to the machine as she changed the color. She noticed Yvette was on a mission and she decided to watch her work smiling. Yvette had such determination in her eyes and Mc thought it was cute and hot. Mc watched as Yvette started to cut the fabric and then use the sewing machine. Honestly, Mc wasn’t surprised at how quick and effortlessly she worked. This was a side she had never seen. She thought it was adorable and sweet as well. When everything was sewn together she was amazed it had taken less than an hour.

“Try it on," Yvette said as she handed the garment to Mc. Mc nodded as she took off all her clothes and slowly trying to tease Yvette. She started to put the garment on she looked at herself in the mirror it looked just like the one Gal Gadot had worn she smiled “I like it, its perfect" She said her face beaming with happiness. Yvette smiled “It looks good on you as well now we need the candles and the arm braces," she said pulling Mc to another section of the room.

Yvette scanned the boxes then pulled one out and pulled out what looked like gladiator candles that came up her legs. Mc put them on as Yvette brought back the braces that were close to the one she wore in the movie. “Wig?” She asked smiling. Mc thought and shook her head “This is fine" She said.

Yvette took her phone out and smiled as she pulled Mc close and took pictures of them. Mc blushed this was had been fun “Now what?” She asked. “Well I thought we could make some cookies and order take out and have a movie marathon if you wanted" She replied smiling. Mc nodded “That sounds fun let’s go!” She said taking her hand leaving. Mc pulled her along till they got to the kitchen. Yvette blushed “ So I got us some special cookies to bake, from when I was younger that my mother and I use to make" She said.

Mc was surprised and nodded “I cant wait to see" She said smiling. Yvette smiled as she brought three packages out of the freezer and three baking sheets. Mc smiled as she looked at the packaging. They were Pillsbury Halloween cookies in the shape of pumpkins and ghost. Yvette open all three packs as she lightly coats the pans in oil

Mc and Yvette started to put all 72 cookies on the three sheets in patterns a ghost and a pumpkin. When the oven beeped they put the three sheets in and smiled as Yvette set the timer. “I have your favorite popcorn on hand as well, now what should we have for take out?” She asked smiling. Mc thought “Chinese would be nice" She said blushing. Yvette smiled “Then Chinese is what we will get" She said smiling going to a kitchen drawer and pulling out the menu to their favorite Chinese restaurant.

Yvette wrote down their orders and then called it in speaking in Chinese. Mc was always amazed when she did things like that. Yvette had tried teaching her but Mc knew more Latin and medical terms then Chinese. Mc smiled as she looked around. The kitchen there was all kinds of drinks for them and snacks as well it seemed Yvette had been planning this. Soon the kitchen smelled of almost done sugar cookies. The ring of the doorbell came and they went to the front Mc took their food as Yvette paid giving a nice stack of bills as a tip.

Yvette smiled as the timer on the oven went off. She grabbed an oven mitt taking out each tray letting them cool. Mc smiled coming over smiling “Yvette?” She asked, Yvette smiled “Yes?” She replied back “Is this a date?” She asked blushing hoping it was that. Yvette blushed “Yes I know it’s not really all that grand but I missed just the two of us. With the virus, we haven’t got to do much going out wise other than a walk. So I wanted a date on our favorite holiday with food and movies" She blushed. Mc smiled as she kissed her “I love it" She said.

After the cookies were cool enough they put them on a plate taking their delivered food going into the living room. Where they started the Movie marathon of all Halloween movies from comedy to horror to cartoons.

#Anonymous #lovestruck #lovestruck swm #lovestruck sin with me #sin with me #sin with me greed #sin with me yvette #yvette holte #yvette x mc #fluff #fluffy #sporadic sunday

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