#and i have to clean up afterwards | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ladystoneboobs · 9 months

Text

He[Ned] had a grim cast to his grey eyes this day, and he seemed not at all the man who would sit before the fire in the evening and talk softly of the age of heroes and the children of the forest. He had taken off Father's face, Bran thought, and donned the face of Lord Stark of Winterfell. -Bran I, aGoT Bran's bastard brother Jon Snow moved closer. "Keep the pony well in hand," he whispered. "And don't look away. Father will know if you do." -Bran I, aGoT Lord Eddard had tried to play the father from time to time, but to Theon he had always remained the man who'd brought blood and fire to Pyke and taken him from his home. As a boy, he had lived in fear of Stark's stern face and great dark sword. -Theon I, aCoK The Lannister lord was strong-looking for an old man, with stiff golden whiskers and a bald head. There was something in his face that reminded Arya of her own father, even though they looked nothing alike. He has a lord's face, that's all, she told herself. She remembered hearing her lady mother tell Father to put on his lord's face and go deal with some matter. Father had laughed at that. She could not imagine Lord Tywin ever laughing at anything. -Arya VII, aCoK Theon told himself he must be as cold and deliberate as Lord Eddard. -Theon IV, aCoK [...] "My father never used a headsman. He said he owed it to men he killed to look into their eyes and hear their last words. And when I looked into Ygritte's eyes, I . . ." Jon stared down at his hands helplessly. "I know she was an enemy, but there was no evil in her." -Jon VII, aCoK As he knelt to the block, the kennelmaster said, "M'lord Eddard always did his own killings." Theon had to take the axe himself or look a weakling. -Theon V, aCoK He is an old man, Jon told himself. Fifty, maybe even sixty. He lived a longer life than most. The Thenns will kill him anyway, nothing I can say or do will save him. Longclaw seemed heavier than lead in his hand, too heavy to lift. The man kept staring at him, with eyes as big and black as wells. I will fall into those eyes and drown. The Magnar was looking at him too, and he could almost taste the mistrust. The man is dead. What matter if it is my hand that slays him? One cut would do it, quick and clean. Longclaw was forged of Valyrian steel. Like Ice. Jon remembered another killing; the deserter on his knees, his head rolling, the brightness of blood on snow . . . his father's sword, his father's words, his father's face . . . -Jon V, aSoS "My blood price, he[Tormund] called it," said Jon Snow, "but he will pay." "Aye, and why not?" Old Flint stomped his cane against the ice. "Wards, we always called them, when Winterfell demanded boys of us, but they were hostages, and none the worse for it." "None but them whose sires displeased the Kings o' Winter," said The Norrey. "Those came home shorter by a head. So you tell me, boy … if these wildling friends o' yours prove false, do you have the belly to do what needs be done?" Ask Janos Slynt. "Tormund Giantsbane knows better than to try me. I may seem a green boy in your eyes, Lord Norrey, but I am still a son of Eddard Stark." -Jon XI, aDwD

aw, gotta love that dichotomy of even ned's own adoring children, not just theon, knowing he had a cold and stern side as a lord, grim and frightening to enemies, always alongside the warm, laughing dad who told them bedtime stories, that nice side of ned which is the only part most of fandom wants to acknowledge. arya even reminded of him by the face of tywin frickin' lannister! this same dad who laughed off bran's disobedience climbing all over the castle like a monkey, who couldn't punish arya for using a secret sword behind his back, who didn't even want sansa to be a witness to his passing sentence on gregor clegane with mere words for his crimes, that same soft-hearted guy would have admonished 7yo bran for looking away from his first beheading, to toughen him up and make him into a man already. just imagine, for jon to be so certain of that, either he and/or robb must have looked away from their first beheading at bran's age and been sternly told off for it. (amab) children can't be allowed to have a natural human reaction to sudden blood and gore watching dad kill someone. gotta stamp that shit out right away!

striking the way jon always uses memories of ned to choose not to kill innocent people who had yet to do him harm, first with ygritte and then the old man ygritte urged him to kill, but also uses his noble father's example to prove his willingness to kill children with zero sense of contradiction. that has to be a reference to theon, right? ned's own experience (implicitly) threatening a child ward/hostage, which all his bannermen would be well aware of. sure, jon's right about the unnamed older man. ned wouldn't murder one of his own subjects like that, he owed no duty to the magnar of thenn and would likely find undercover work even more distasteful than jon did. but, ygritte, really? a wildling of the enemy people all northerners were taught to kill? i have to wonder. did ned really find more evil in the deserter's eyes than jon did in ygritte's, making him deserving of beheading? or is it just that ned could feel he deserved to dutifully kill every time he passed that eye contact test? his reasoning was that deserters were dangerous because they already had a death sentence for oathbreaking, therefore had no reason not to commit any other crime. doesn't that same self-fulfilling violent prophecy apply to all people born on the wrong side of the wall? when you've got nothing left in life, you have nothing to lose by attacking people on the other side. is theon being "cold and deliberate" at winterfell, even killing a man with his own hand for someone else's crimes, is that really so unlike a true son of eddard stark? how different is it from what ned could have done to theon himself to punish him for his father's crimes? (surviving) child-ward-hostages always "none the worse for it" indeed.

(also interesting how jon thinks of janos slynt when asked if he could behead a wildling child. janos slynt who had sinned against jon and ned, wanting jon dead since the day they met, exactly the same as anyone to be beheaded, no matter how young or innocent. can't question jon's willingness to behead anyone else once he's executed one awful guy. it's even funnier when we the readers know janos slynt's worst sin is baby-killing as part of his old job. killing royal bastard kids like jon, no less. jon gets to (unknowingly) kill a baby-killer and threaten children in the same book, using the baby-killer's death as precedent for killing someone else's children. guess that's all part of killing the boy to let the man be born, gotta be willing to kill any man or boy. neither prince theon nor lord commander snow could afford to look a weakling to their own men or enemies. uncle maester aemon helped finish all the work ned started turning jon into a hard, strong man.)

#valyrianscrolls #asoiaf meta #asoiaf #ned stark #bran stark #theon greyjoy #arya stark #jonathan snowflake starkgaryen #wolf pack #he was his father's son. wasn't he? wasn't he?#two reasons i can't be a northern nationalist stark stan: 1. having never been up north in winter i am a weenie when it comes to cold #2. idt a clean behading works as a morality test #should we really compare stark beheading to bolton flaying and see it as a pure and sacred tradition just for being cleaner?#do y'all just not realize how hard is it is to behead someone w a giant sword? that you can ignore the sexism and ableisn and just think #theon (and robb w karstark) mustve done it freakishly wrong?#arya couldn't behead someone either. not just sansa (or bran).#her thing is stabbing and slitting throats not literally swinging a big blade like ned. and that's ok!#a humane execution method is kinda an oxymoron but idt any beheadee would be grateful for a personal messy killing by a kid as long as they #didn't enjoy it and felt kinda sad like ned afterward #even theon could pass that part of the test #do we not think roose bolton and rickard karstark could follow the old way too?#(c)lsb

25 notes · View notes

jupiter-pls · 2 years

Text

v happy dan is a simple moon loving gay cause same, never change. is that some ~old branding vibes sneaking in, who knows? see you in a week pal!

#the boy! hello boy! welcome!#thats. our. dan.#phan art #phanart #daniel howell #how about that dani snot guy huh?#i have a tablet for drawing now it is the BEST time ive lost my whole evening to it #and theres nothing to clean up and put away afterwards! my adhd is so content!#dnp art

186 notes · View notes

eternitas · 3 days

Text

They never learn

A small one shot about Ava, once again, being challenged to a duel, with his opponent making a particularly bad move.

For the sake of convenience all languages have been reduced to be in english.

"What's going on?"

"Ava got challeged to a duel!"

"Ugh, again?"

The young rain division member looked at his Vincenso rather confused. Was this a common occurance? Noticing the young members look, the older man crossed his arms, seeing the crowd around the windows growing bigger as everyone tried to get a glimpse of the outside where the two opponents would hold their duel.

"Oh, there is constantly someone who comes here, new and with a lot of pride, believing that Ava got his position out of pure nepotism. Everyone who has been here for longer than a few months knows that that is absolute nonsense, but those kinds of people usually have more ego than common sense."

Sergey grinned when he heard the lightning division member explain the situation. These duels might've been a big annoyance to Ava, but to Sergey they became a source of entertainment. There was a certain pleasure he got from watching his collegue utterly obliterate his opponents, humbling them in the process. It was far more than simple Schadenfreude.

"Move."

He looked up when he heard the familiar voice.

"Oh, hey Lorenzo, welcome back, how was the mission?"

"Boring, did someone-"

"Yup. Fernando, one of your storms."

The tall man that had just arrived clicked his tongue in annoyance and crossed his arms, leaning against the frame of the open window.

"Jackass. He probably took the opportunity of me not being around."

Sergey laughed at that.

"Wouldn't be surprised! You're usually the only one in the storm division with enough common sense to stop people like that."

"Well, guess we'll have to see who takes over his work this week. He won't survive this."

Almost on queue a familiar voice started to advertize this rounds betting pool. Sergey looked at Lorenzo.

"Wanna bet?" They never joined the official betting pool, but they liked to still make a bet. Never if Ava would win or lose and rather how long these duels would last.

"500 Euro?"

"Are you crazy? I'm short! 50!"

"100."

"75!"

"Deal."

Sergey sighed.

"Okay, so? You have an advantage, the guy is in your division."

"I wasn't at the evaluation last time, so I don't know anything about him, aside of the fact that he is annoying as all hells." Sergey chuckled at that, eyes wandering back to the two opponents. Fernando was stretching, clearly showing off his muscles as he flexed and swung his big sword that was as 40cm wide and about an adult mans height. Ava was standing completely still and watching. Only ocassionally he moved to stretch and keep his body from going dormant.

"So?" Sergey asked and waited for Lorenzos estimation.

"Mh. Fiiiivv- no wait 7 minutes."

"You think he will pose such an issue?"

"No. Something else." Curious, Sergey looked back at his colleague.

"What?"

"Like I'll give you pointers. So? What you bet against?" He pushed air out of his nose, but then looked back towards the two swordfighters. Ava seemed to keep himself nible for the fight and already studied his opponent while Fernando wanted to boast and attract an even larger crowd.

"Then I'll say 5 minutes!" The two men shook hands, just before Sergey felt a tap to his shoulder and turned his head around to Leonard, a tall blonde guy, who looked especially anxious and signed in italian [I have a bad feeling about this.]

Sergey pat his best friends side.

"Don't worry. These things always end the same." Even if he said it to calm his best friend down, he knew that Leo wasn't particularly worried about Ava.

Slowly Avas patience was running out. How much did this guy want to stall? His eyes wandered up towards the open windows where he spotted Sergey and locked eyes with him. He signed him [Time?] and got signed back [16:48].

This is ridiculous.

"Fernando, could we please get on with this duel, I would like to be done with this before 5 o'clock." Ava heared a few people give a soft "oooh!" as if he had just deeply insulted his opponent, when what he said was 100% genuine. Fernando frowned and almost demonstratingly cracked his bones, moving his head from side to side. How pretentious.

"Yeah, sure. Didn't think you were so gung ho about getting your ass beaten, but sure! Let's give the people a show!"

"I'd rather end this quickly. I have a meeting with Captain Squalo." he said, watching Fernando wrap his hand around his big sword. Ava remained unmoving.

"Don't worry, I'll send your remains to him on time!"

Fernando was definitely quick, despite how heavy the weapon must've been, but it was still a big blade that Ava could sidestep-

Just as Avas foot touched the grass again he strongly pushed down to jump further back. His eyes were focused on the intricate swirls carved into the metal. Even if he had dodged the initial swing, they must've created a strong enough current that would've sucked him back in if he hadn't widened the distance.

"Not bad! You're the first one to dodge it right away! But that doesn't mean you can escape!"

He moved in quickly again, closing their distance and swinging his sword, using quick changes in his grip position to change the swing trajectory. Not bad. But predictable. Ava managed to dodge them all with just enough distance to not be sucked into the created vortex, when suddenly he felt a strong pull, way stronger than before and relaized he wouldn't be able to dodge this one. Instantly he yanked at his swords scabbard, the loop to his belt ripping, before he slightly drew his blade out and blocked the big sword with the steel.

"Ya think I'm that weak?! That the moment someone got behind the trick, I've run out of options?!"

Can't he just shut up and fight?

Repeatedly Fernando pulled Ava back in, forcing him to block with his sword and be pushed around due to the difference in their strength.

Up on the first floor a commotion began as people started to make space and mumbled, some even hushing a name and title. Sergey looked up as the people behind him quickly made space. Before he even saw his Captain the face of a blackhaired young man came into his view, leaning over the edge of the window.

"Isn't that, Ava?!" Yamamoto asked in japanese as he watched his mentors younger brother get pushed around the field. Squalo stood behind him, observant and calm. The rain division was so used to this whole ordeal, that it at most got annoyance from it's members and excitement at best. Nobody explained anything for the first seconds, before Sergey took pity on the confused young man.

"Ava gets regularly challenged to duels, because people think he got his position due to being the captains younger brother."

"But Ava is a great swordsman, he's really strong!"

"Ding ding ding! Exactly! That's why the only people stupid enough to try and fight him are those that need to be severely humbled. It's almost an initiation ritual for the new batch of recruits. Watch one of your colleagues get absolutely destroyed in front of everybody by the tiny shark."

"What's wrong, Ava?! All ya do is just defend! Are you that scared?!" Fernando yelled with another swing at the other, forcing Ava to widen their distance again. However Fernando didn't follow him anymore to pressure him. He seemed to get agitated. Just as planned. His ego demanded more.

"Will you properly draw your sword already and fight back?! I'm gonna look like an asshole, if I beat you without you attacking me too!"

"Shut up and just fight Fernando! We don't have all day!" Someone from the sidelines yelled towards him. It was someone from the Rain Division too.

"Ya really don't have any comrades here, huh? Not surprised, considering you are Squalos baby brother."

This again. Ava took the opportunity to get up properly and check for the snapped loop. Luckily he still had one he could use, but it was unfortunate-

"Honestly, don't even know why everyone's idolizing the guy anyway, he lost to a fucking middleschooler and tried to off himself in absolute shame! Honestly you're both pathetic. I'll go for him next! Then you two can at least reunite in hell!"

Immideatly the entire area grew absolutely silent. It was as if someone had already died. Squalo was the first to break the silence with a deep inhale and exhale, followed by Sergey sighing disappointed.

"Well, there we go."

"So, this will be over in about a minute." added Lorenzo.

Confused Yamamoto looked between the two swordsman and Lorenzo, then back at the fighting field and back at Squalo.

"Wait, what's going on?"

"Fernando just insulted the captain. And Ava is known for that being one of the few things you should NOT say in a fight against him."

Fernando yelled again.

"Go on! I'll even give you one freebie, goldfish!"

"Ooooh- yep, he's dead now." Sergey said once more as Lorenzo pinched the bridge of his nose. He had specifially told the others not to use that on Ava.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, waiting for Avas next move. Just as Fernando got impatient and wanted to yell again Ava moved, carefully reattaching his scabbard to his side.

"I see. Very well then."

Ava drew his sword, slowly and deliberately.

"No turning back now."

In an instant it was as if the air pressure had trippled, as if all of a sudden a cold gust of wind straight from the peaks of the alps swept over the entire area.

Murder intent.

That slight moment of perplexity was enough to make an opening for Ava. As if he appeared out of thin air Ava was in front of Fernando ready for his swing. He could barely move his big sword into a block, but as the Katana hit at slight an angle a weird vibration seemed to go through Fernandos body. His muscles were suddenly not responding anymore and he abandoned his weapon to jump back to distance. What the hell was that?!

"What's wrong? Running away?"

Up at the window Sergey gave a chuckled "Oooh!". Now it was getting interesting! The surrounding members, especially from the Rain Division had now relaxed and were eagerly watching the fight, cheering Ava on.

Out of a weapon it was now Fernando who was dodging, though to anyone familiar with swordfighting it was clear that Ava wasn't seriously chasing him and more shooing him around a bit, leading him back to his weapon that Fernando picked up with still some trouble. When the blades crossed, Ava striked before the big sword could gain any momentum and overpower him. He always swung at a slight angle that pushed every attack of his opponent back, but-

Sergey frowned.

"Why is he stalling?" he wondered loudly. With a hunch as to what the reason might be Lorenzo looked over to Squalo, who had been watching this entire time without saying a single word. It was as if he was completely turned to stone.

Fernando grew more frustrated with every blow that he tried to land and ultimately got interrupted in. This guy was not just half his weight and size, but also half his fucking age! There was no way that this child could already have such skill and strength! This BABY and the clown with his stupid needle were supposedly stronger than him?!

A grunt of anger left him as he swung again, this time he wasn't blocked, but merely redirected as Ava used his swords blade like a slide to guide the others weapon away. His opponent lost footing as the sword dug itself into the ground and next thing he knew he got a kick to his face that send him staggering back. Cursing under his breath he held his face, blood running out of his nose and a broken lip. This fucking brat! Ava actually moved away from the others sword.

"Pick it up. Or are you scared?"

"You-!" Fernando growled deeply and ran to pick up his sword. Both had clear rage inside of them and were ready for a final confrontation when the loudest voice of all cut through the air.

"VOI! AVA!"

It got instantly quiet again, Sergey pressing his hands against his ears as Squalo pushed Yamamoto aside to be properly visible in the window. Then he stretched his arm out, thumb up, before in the next moment he turned the thumb down like a roman emperor at the colloseum. Once he was sure the order was registered he pulled back from the window and left without another word. Disgruntled Lorenzo sighed.

"Not like we're already short on members."

"Squalo!" Yamamoto called out, ready to follow the captain before his curiosity pulled him back to see what Ava would do now.

Fernando had frozen the moment he heared Squalos voice. A deep part inside of him had wished the Varia captain would've called his brother back, but now he knew he had made a mistake. When they had tried to stop him he should've had listened. And now he had to survive. At least survive! Then he could still get the hell out of this place that bred nothing but monsters!

He leaned against his blade that was still halfway stuck in the ground, trying to get his body to calm down while Ava slowly lowered his stance, every muscle tense and both hands on his blades handle. what followed next was hard to see with the naked eye, but those who realized what Ava was doing could follow his movement.

In an instant he had passed Fernando, stricken once through his blade and his torso. And yet there was not a single sign of anything having happened except for a stain of blood from Fernandos chest. Ava had pierced his heart. His opponent stood there absolutely unmoving.

With a swift swing of his sword Ava rid his blade of any stray blood and then reached for a handkerchief to wipe the metal clean before he sheathed his katana. Yamamoto blinked.

"Well that's done now- Fuck! 11 minutes?!"

"Pay up, bitch."

Sergey grumbled before Takeshi turned to him.

"Wait, what happened? Ava clearly cleanly struck him!" Sergey seemed surprised at that. He had expected Yamamoto to realize what had happened, but then with a serious tone he spoke.

"Then there is only one explanation, right? It was level." Sergey said simply and passed the young man, fishing for his wallet.

"You're impossible!"

"You were the one that wanted to bet. Pay up."

"Yeah yeah, whatever."

Yamamoto noticed movement next to him and only then realized that next to him stood a guy almost 2 meter tall. He looked pale, hand in front of his mouth as if he was about to throw up in horror and disgust, even shaking a tadbit. What was wrong?

"Leo! Let's go buddy. Ya don't have to see that." Sergey said and the tall guy just nodded and turned away from the window, to follow his friend. Yamamoto looked back out the window only for his breath to hitch in his throat.

So that's what Sergey meant when he said "it was level"

Ava had struck the other man completely level to the ground in one clean cut, that it had taken almost a whole minute for the body to fall into two pieces, as did the sword. They had been cleanly cut. Yamamoto swiftly looked away. If he had stared for longer the sight of the spilled organs and the blood- the sight of a corpse would've made him sick.

Yamamoto had known from their one spar that Ava was insanely strong. But this was the first time he had realized something that he prior to that had dismissed, because they were both swordsman and in his eyes sportly rivals.

Ava truly was the sharks brother.

#unseen varia #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #reborn!#yes fucking sue me for using the main tag #khr oc #khr ocs #my writing #it's not the best I have ever written but hey it's late #varia #idk what else to tag #Lorenzo now has to rework everyones shifts to make up for one lost member #Ava also takes his sword maintenance VERY seriously so he always cleans his sword afterwards #one surefire way to piss him off is to insult Squalo #also I love depicting Squalo usually as a p calm and collected guy and just yelling and being erratic when stressed #also yes the rain division loves seeing Ava assert dominance #he and Sergey are actually quite popular as second in commands #I hope people got the few slight references I made #okay imma shut up now #tho please feel free to comment and reblog! i would appreciate it a lot!

5 notes · View notes

dollelujah · 5 months

Text

Starting to have a bad feeling in my tummy about how I can't find any footage of people sewing doll clothes on a factory scale

#All the other processes at least have cleaned up sanitized versions online #But I cannot for the life of me find film online of men and women sewing the actual clothes #Just the freshly assembled dolls being dressed afterwards #I think it's something either handled offsite or the conditions are too bad to even pretend to look good

12 notes · View notes

moinsbienquekaworu · 3 months

Text

Housemate is letting one of her rabbits walk around at night again :/

#girl he's cute but that means i gotta leave the lights on #i can guess she's not asleep because there's light in her room and her smart tv was still pinging my phone with the casting notif #but like. you can let your own pet rabbit wander around the house with your door closed!#he's your bunny! you didn't say anything about it!#not even talking about the risk for the lil guy because this is in spirit a student house #like i'm the only full time student but we're all at that student-ish age and living consequently #by which i mean there's lots of crap on the ground that doesn't get cleaned often #the bunny is not safe walking around. he isn't. also i keep almost tripping on him #and it stresses me the fuck out personally to have to keep the lights turned on all night across the house #just because jasper's out and rabbits don't have night vision and i don't want him to be alone in the dark #but also there are for real screws on the floor of the bathroom just hanging out #like. this is not a house that is safe for rabbits to roam free around. it just isn't #and she's filled the only shelf in the bathroom with more hygiene products than anyone else #and and and and. she's a shit housemate i won't miss her when i leave to go back home #man i can't wait for the day i am not sharing living space with her. i like my other housemates!#mostly because they pick up after themselves #and they're aware that when they make a mess they have to take care of it afterwards #she just kinda does stuff and then doesn't think about it #if she lived on her own i would not give a shit but it's impacting my day-to-day life as well!#ARGH #anyway #wow i have a ramble tag now #england adventures

9 notes · View notes

akkivee · 11 months

Text

hey it’s ya bois ichiro and kuukou and they’re going to try the grimace shake today—

#this is vee speaking #memes are all fun and games until you have to clean up afterwards lmao #long time no nendo lol they’ve been around whenever i’m studying in my room lol #but there was a collab i uhhhhh think was in conjunction with the 9th live????#idr exactly why the cafe collab was happening but both bat and bb had sodas based on mixed berry #so i got the shake just in time to make a meme lmao #i think it tastes like capn crunch berries but my shake was Lite on the syrup so idk actually lol #but it was sweet and that’s all that matters lol 😋#c: ichibro #c: kuukou👑

20 notes · View notes

solilakoi · 5 months

Text

Hopeless romantic 🥀

#solilakoi draws #my art #my oc #anastasia #charcoal heart #gothic heroine #whimsigothic #another process experiment #this time I tried colouring directly over the sketch cleaning it up in the process #it didn’t actually save that much time tho since I had to be careful not to paint over the lines I wanted to keep #I made the mistake of having it all on one layer tho #which meant I couldn’t adjust the colours afterwards #which is fine because this was a preplanned palette but #all that to say idk if this is The Way but it certainly is A Way

10 notes · View notes

confluencechimera · 3 days

Text

im one of those freaks who loves the taste of milk but because i have some kinda intolerance to dairy i have to drink 0% now and i miss the flavor sm...... this is like. milk if i was hearing it through a thin apartment wall.........

#aven.text #:( < having a little milk and cake treat for cleaning up the apartment #i mean at least my stomach doesn't hurt anymore afterwards but :((((((

2 notes · View notes

singull · 14 days

Text

Been working on the yard during my weekends this past month and got it pretty much dog poop free (other than new nuggets the dogs dump out daily lmao). Got lazy with cleaning the poo over the winter because who wants to go outside and do poo duties when it’s cold and miserable outside and your scooper isn’t as handy when contending with ice and snow??

But now it isn’t dangerous to walk around the yard! I can actually get back to the porch with absolutely no shit on my shoes. Hooray!

After that, I started raking up yard debris (branches, dried moss, and SO MANY PINECONES). Got several bags filled up the other day and I just spent an hour doing moar raking (it’s a really gotdamn big yard) that’ll probably fill at least another 3 big bags. /flop

All that work has paid off though because hot damn the yard is looking so good! Now I just need to remind mom to get a pile of clover seeds next weekend so we can have Moar Clover this year.

There’s still a chunk of the yard left to clean up, but it’s cordoned off right now until we can get the fence fixed (it practically got leveled by the snow falling from our neighbor’s roof this past winter).

Not looking forward to having to clean out the firepit again. T A T That took me so much work last year fffffs. We really should salt the area in and around it so vegetation won’t grow there, because hooboy the plants sure do love all that ash.

Something else I want to get done is butcher the salmon berry bushes some because they desperately need it (and they’re a hardy native plant so you absolutely can get away with butchering them lmao). Got a pile of smaller ones we need to pull from the ground too since they’re creeping towards the house again hahaha.

#personal bloggity #half the yard is also covered in moss and it’s been tempting to try to get started on pulling some of it up #but honestly i think the dogs really like it since it’s very cushiony and perf for sleeping on in the summer #we’ve had a moss problem for years after my dad and brother scraped the roof clean and then just…#never bothered to clean it out of the yard afterward #and those two have been the ones gunning for a grass yard!#they bitch about how the grass won’t grow properly but then don’t do the maintenance that allows it to grow lmao #whereas mom and i are quite happy with a natural yard #maybe go through now and then to get it under control #and make sure there isn’t anything that’ll be harmful to the dogs

2 notes · View notes

aro-attorneys · 15 days

Text

Sometimes you wake up, see a picture of banana bread on your dash and think "hm that's nice, I kinda want banana bread too."

And you realise you can go buy bananas and maybe some flour if you need some and then you just make them when you're home.

These are the days you should cherish

#I've been having almost no motivation to really DO something #at least not of my own accord #it's in the oven. idk if it's gonna be anything good bc I never made banana bread before #but it was easy to make so i could probably try again otherwise #i even cleaned up immediately afterwards?

2 notes · View notes

jjstein2 · 1 year

Text

idk if ive ever talked about this but i really like the idea of henrik and chase fucking. i dont see them being like an 'endgame' ship or whatever BUT it is very canon that chase has a big ole crush on henrik. but its more in the "oh wow hes hot and mean but is nice to me" and less of being actually in love.

id like to think chase accidentally lets it slip that he finds henrik very sexually attractive but hes really scared to act on his feelings cause he doesnt like the fact that hes attracted to men. so chase is all flustered and embarrassed but henrik is like. yeah its been painfully obvious this whole time you want to fuck me.

but henrik isnt offended or weirded out, and well. they do start making out a little, and chase hasn't ever kissed a man in his life up until this point and its just. a lot for him. he didnt expect it to feel so good, and he never thought he'd get to have this with henrik. and being this close, feeling henriks warm hands on his sides and his tongue in his mouth is making him really desperate all the sudden, making him pant and shake and whine. he doesn't even realize he had started grinding against the other man until henrik breathily says they should probably get off the couch and go back to his bedroom, if chase is okay with it.

obviously chase really, really wants henrik to fuck him, he wants it more than anything, but hes still really scared, still carrying shame about how he feels and how really, he has no clue what hes doing. but henrik is very nice with him, going slow and easy, nice and careful so chase doesnt get hurt or uncomfortable.

the whole time chase is very shy and cant stop hiding his face in the sheets, in his hands, in the crook of henriks shoulder. he whimpers and whines when hen starts easing into him, not really used to the feeling but still kinda enjoying it. henrik tells him that its okay, hes okay, hes doing very good, he can make noise if he wants to, hes so good, its okay.

it takes a bit but it stops feeling weird and starts feeling really, really good. chase moans and gasps and holds onto henrik tight while he rocks into him, praising him softly. they both eventually stop worrying and really start enjoying this, chase very quietly begging for more and henrik gasping and keening in his ear, going deeper and harder until chase is basically crying.

henrik finally coaxes chase into letting go and coming for him, and fuck, when he shakes and squeaks and finally cums with a choked groan, nails digging into the other man, it only takes a few more thrusts for henrik to peak too.

then they lay there, bodies plastered together and trying to catch their breaths. henrik gently kisses chases sweaty and tear-stained face, telling him how well he did, how good he felt, if anything hurts, if he needs anything. chases brain is literally fried at this point and hes so fucked-out he just kinda wants to fall asleep right there in henriks arms, which henrik is perfectly fine with.

#ego shipping #schneeplebro #nsft #and then they wake up and realize they never cleaned up afterward and now theyre all gross lol #also this was supposed to be a single paragraph blurb. but as u can see. i have many thoughts about this

19 notes · View notes