#but i feel so awful. so some sort of ‘working with kids and being exhausted’ type illness has gotten to me

[flockofdoves]

its 89°F out but i have a fever and am feeling so so cold so i havent been able to rest at all without like winter layers even tho i know thats not recommended :(

#cpost #dont think its covid from rapid test although still need to do pcr #but i feel so awful. so some sort of ‘working with kids and being exhausted’ type illness has gotten to me

[bigratsdeservebigpats]

Overblot victims (and Malleus) reacting to Yuu patting their heads when they look stressed after the incidents (and for Mal, after Chapter 6 the night Idia and Ortho come over to play games)

MY FIRST ASK OMG THANK YOU RANDOM CITIZEN

Lmao I haven't played part 6 yet I am a disgusting lowly eng player but I can do them getting headpats

Victim #1 - Riddle

He's disgusted at himself and his actions. Who wouldn't be after reacting in such an uncouth matter? His dorm members still keep their distance, eggshells more like glass shards as they tiptoe around him.

Yuu finds them after a throwaway comment from Adeuce about their dorm leader looking even wearier than usual

He's holed up in one of the study rooms, the floor is adorned with books and sticky notes, study materials repeated over and over, it's less of studying than a distraction, not that it's working.

He doesn't notice Yuu is there until he feels the gentle weight of a hand on his head, and the warmth it gives. Something tells him it's Yuu, and something else tells him that it's okay.

He cries there, without a single word exchanged between the two.

When times are hard, or when Adeuce is being especially awful to handle, he'll come over just for some quiet time, to get his head pat

Victim #2 - Leona

Leona is someone who hates being indebted to anyone, and he now owes his life to a bunch of meddling kids, and Yuu, some magicless nobody. It's embarrassing, not just for him but also his actions. Like a child who threw a tantrum.

I wanna say that Ruggie sent Yuu to talk to him. not for any reason in particular, other than the fact that Yuu is really helpful to others.

He's at the spelldrive practice, lazing off per usual, but this time while glaring at everyone. He shouldn't be mad at them, but it's sort of an automatic response.

He notices Yuu, but didn't expect them to approach, less to reach over and. pat. him. it's humiliating, especially in front of the crowd, but the sheer balls of their actions is the only thing keeping Yuu from disintegrating into a pile of sand.

"What in the land of the great seven do you think you are doing, herbivore."

"sharing good vibes."

If Yuu runs their fingers through his hair, he'll melt. if anyone asks, he hates it. if no one is there, he might mimic the action, and then curse himself when he realizes it.

Victim #3 - Azul

It's easy for Azul to hide behind the guise of work, to distract himself with ideas of promotions and menu additions and money-making schemes of the legal sort, but the usual chaotic grin wouldn't show when he was huddled over his desk.

Yuu doesn't have the money to get one of his little consultations, but that's okay, because the twins have decided they didn't want to deal with his BULLSHIT cruel increase in hours

Even buried in work, everything is organized and tidy, so much so that it doesn't look any different from the last few times Yuu snuck in, which is insane. If the twins hadn't noticed anything, they doubt anyone would have.

He's on edge, tearing his sight from the paper scribbles and readjusting his glasses.

He isn't given the chance to speak before Yuu stomps over and places a hand on their head. "You deserve a break, don't you?"

The Prefect is magicless, he knows this, but it feels like they put a sleeping spell on him, a heavy weight like that of a warm duvet blanketing over him.

It's the first he's relaxed, but he's too exhausted to say his thanks, resting his head on the desk as Yuu pets him.

Victim #4 - Jamil

Jamil is perpetually stressed. He has to worry about Kamil's food, Kalim's daily safety, Kalim's chores, Kalim's grades, Kalim Kalim Kalim, it's no wonder he's overblotted, but just because he has doesn't mean he'll be given any sort of break.

It's a bunch of Scarabia students who beg Yuu for help, since they were one of the handful of people who's actually faced off against his overblot, and who isn't terrifying to talk to.

Without any other attendants to help with Kalim or the dorm duties, Jamil would be found carrying stacks upon stacks of items to and fro down the halls

Yuu practically shouts his name, and a whole chill raced up his spine from Kalim trauma, but relief hit hard when he realized it was just the Prefect. He doesn't know why they are so worked up about him doing his job.

Yuu would offer a hand, and before he can refuse, it settles on top of his hood, pressing down just the slightest. When he looks back on it, he should have remarked that they would mess up his hair, but he was too stunned to even speak.

They would take some of the stuff in his arms, and spend the rest of the day just helping do small chores, and in return, get a lovely meal and a genuine thank you from Jamil.

He won't ever mention the headpat again, but if by some lucky miracle he gets some time off, he'll seek the companionship of the Prefect.

Victim #5 - Vil

Vil is hard to find stressed, because he knows that stress messes with his sleep and that messes with his skin and he can't risk that, so he has spa days - that always get interrupted, yoga and meditation - that are ruined when Rook enters and spews verse after verse about such a lovely day being spent outside, well fine, he still has his cheat days to fall back on, except Epel ate all the berries.

He has no choice but to escape, and whats the one place he knows for sure he won't be bothered? Ramshackle, as long as he brings some tuna to bribe Grim away.

Yuu is the one to open the door, surprised but not bothered by his presence, and he asks if they would let him stay for just a few hours to just... hide.

He ends up falling asleep on the couch, which is one of the worst things he could have done, but when he wakes, he finds a pillow under his head and Yuu patting his hair gently.

While it wasn't part of the plan, it's certainly got a calming effect. Probably not as useful as a nice soak, but certainly something to keep in mind the next time he needs a quick pick-me-up

Idia - head pat headcannons

Obviously Yuu is the one to initiate, probably because the bitch called them 'the real life equivalent of a discord kitten' and he got so scared that to stave off their wrath he had to meow for them Kawaii Anime Girl Style

He got headpats for being a good kitten and went [Windows XP Error Sound Effect]

Do not mention or his head will turn pink and He Will Never Speak Again

Ortho will spill the beans and say that his Nii-san has developed an odd fascination with the action Ortho PLEASE DONT SPEAK YOUR BROTHER COMMANDS IT

Malleus - head pat headcannons

So idk I've never met a dude with horns on his head, and I would think that the horns kinda be like tusks on an elephant, or like, a tooth. Not a lot of feeling, but they still got nerves

But they are still the symbol of his might and power, so it's gonna be hard to get him to let anyone get near them. I feel like it would almost be seen as an insult if he were to lower his head and expose his horns.

Yuu asked very politely with no ill intentions, and he knows that, so it's probably why he does let the Little Child of man inspect the horns.

What he doesn't expect is for them to place a hand right between, and just. pet him. He would chuckle, but he wouldn't complain.

This Child of Man always manages to surprise him somehow.

This was a little longer than expected, but it was fun to do an ask. Continue to feed me, children.

#RatWrites #disney twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #yuu #twst imagines #malleus #twst meme #idia #vil #jamil #azul #leona #riddle #overblot #overblotters #malleus draconia #idia shroud #vil shoenheit #jamil viper #azul ashengrotto #leona kingscholar #riddle rosehearts

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Hi, can I request Natasha x sick reader? Both Natasha and the reader were asked to watch Morgan while Tony and Pepper are at a company gala. Reader woke up with what they thought was a small cold, but they really start to feel unwell while they are watching Morgan. Natasha insists that the reader take it easy. Morgan wants to play doctor after she sees the reader sneezing, and Natasha ends up lovingly caring for the reader while simultaneously babysitting.

Sleepy Sickness

Pairings: Natasha x R

Word count: 2.4K

Summary: Reader comes down with a cold before her and Nat are supposed to be looking after morgan.

TW: colds, headache, children (lol), exhaustion

A/n I hope i did this idea justice :)

Not today, you couldn’t be sick today. Pepper had called at around four yesterday afternoon, their usual babysitter fell through and in a last-ditch attempt to keep from having to bring Morgan to the charity gala they had called Clint. Of course, Clint, being the most experienced with kids was an excellent choice. However, Clint was also a little shit. A little shit who had been trying to warm nat up to the idea of having children one day. Her tough past made her a little uncomfortable around most kids, Clint’s brood excluded. She often worried she may say the wrong thing or hurt them, so she hadn’t had much interaction with Morgan.

There were always the birthday parties that she attended, and Morgan called her auntie natty but Nat’s worries of doing something wrong always won out. However, Clint being Nat’s kind-of best friend had taken it upon himself to volunteer the two of you to look after Morgan. Pepper had she not been in a rush may have noticed the small abnormality, but she had been trying to sort out a small crisis for the gala, one of the catering companies had come down with some sort of bug that had been coming around and had to cancel last minute after they couldn’t find replacements for their staff.

So here you were, lying in your and Natasha’s bed with an arm over your eyes as you tried to block out the light that streamed through the cracks in the blinds. The team was out on a mission, so pepper was bringing Morgan to the compound at eleven, so they had the day to get ready. Nat was already up from the looks of the sheets beside you and you figured she was most likely training per usual. The headache was new. Sure, last night you had felt a bit off but when Nat had asked you simply said you were tired. Heck you even though you were just tired. But as the first sneeze came, followed by a short, ragged cough that seemed to tear you throat apart you knew it wasn’t just a headache. You were sick. You were sick and your girlfriend and niece needed you today.

Sighing you pulled back the sheets before shuffling into the bathroom. You looked awful. Deep purple marks marred the space under your eyes and your skin lacked its usual tan pallor. Pale and sickly was todays aesthetic from the looks of the face that stared back at you in the bathroom mirror. You sighed again and splashed some water on your face to try and wake up a little more. When that didn’t work you decided to get a coffee.

Throwing on some makeup to take the dead look from your face you brushed your teeth, coughed and changed. Your head was raging with displeasure at the light of the hallways thanks to the big windows. You considered grabbing Nat’s sunglasses but when you couldn’t find them you gave up. After making your way to the kitchen and starting the coffee machine you slumped into a chair resting your warm head in your hands and closing your eyes.

Feeling hands on your shoulders you jumped eyes flying open.

“Woah there sweetheart.” Nat said turning her hands up in surrender. “Sorry love usually you can hear me coming.” She said frowning. She hovered her hands an inch from your shoulders and you nodded as she lowered them and began to massage your tense muscles.

“Jus’ a bit tired” you said slurring slightly from exhaustion.

‘Are you sure thats all your very tense darling.” She said.

“Ok maybe I’m not feelings so hot right now.” You said and turned away to muffle a painful sounding cough into the crook of your elbow. Nat rubbed your back as you stopped and pulled away to look at her, wincing as you spoke, your voice raw. “Sorry.” You said and Natasha frowned.

“Don’t apologise. Let me get you something to drink you don’t sound too good.” She said and lacking your usually snark response you simply nodded.

Nat filled a glass at the sink raising an eyebrow at the coffee sitting still under the coffee machine now steaming and ready to drink.

“Love please tell me you weren’t going to drink this you need rest not caffeine” she said.

“Need coffee, Morgan’s coming.” You mumbled and Nat tensed before relaxing and sighing. She walked back to your side and handed you the water which you drank with a grateful look.

“Honey I’m sure pepper can find someone-“

“No!” You interpreted before coughing again and nat nudged the glass towards you again as you took a small sip. “No.” you said your voice softer. “I miss the little thing and it's just a small cold.”

“Honey you can barely keep your eyes open, you need rest.”

“Please don’t make pepper find someone else she doesn’t need the stress.”

“And neither do you, my love.” Nat countered.

“Please.” You begged and nat visibly caved.

“Ok fine. But you don’t leave the couch, I don’t care how many times we end up watching frozen, you are resting today.” She said with a stern voice, and you smiled tiredly.

“Thank you, baby.” You said and pressed a kiss to the knuckles of her left hand.

“Anything for you my sweet girl.” She said and it was at that moment Jarvis announced pepper was here. You startled. What was the time, surely you hadn’t slept in that long. Nat noticed your panicked expression and was quick to reassure you.

“Love you needed the rest so i let you sleep. Don’t worry about getting dressed pepper and Morgan are family its ok.” She said.

Truthfully, she thought you looked quite precious sat in the kitchen with your Dino slippers and shark hoodie that brushed down to the back of your knees. You had small octopuses printed on the long pyjama pants which were blue and white which matched the baby blue hoodie. Your hair was in a messy bun and your makeup had not gone unnoticed by the trained spy.

“Sit tight I’ll be back in a sec.” Nat said pressing a kiss to your cheek. You nodded and turned away to sneeze. Nat shot you a sympathetic look and retreated towards the elevator to collect Morgan from the foyer.

Pepper stood tapping her heels in her worried manner as she stood with Morgan next to her, holding her little hand. Morgan was dressed in a small navy shirt with an Ironman helmet on it, sparkly pink sneakers and little black leggings. She had a red backpack over her shoulders and a glittery red skirt over the leggings. The five-year-old looked quiet cute despite having dressed herself that morning as pepper had no energy to argue.

As Nat stepped from the elevator pepper visibly relaxed. Nat walked over to them and said hello before quickly talking to pepper as Morgan tugged on her arm.

“Wheres Y/n?” Pepper asked looking past nat to find nobody there.

“Shes resting, she’s not feeling too goody. So, Morgan and I are going to have some fun today.” Nat said crouching down on her calves to address the little girl.

“Isn’t that right mo” nat said and Morgan smiled widely.

“I’ll be good for you and auntie Y/n.” Morgan said nodding and pepper smiled squeezing her hand before thanking nat and leaving.

Natasha took the young girls' hand had led her to the lift telling Jarvis to take them to the avengers' lounge which was attached to the kitchen where she left you.

Walking back in Nat saw you had called asleep headfirst on the table. She chuckled slightly and let go of Morgans hand to scoop you up. You nuzzled into her chest and stayed asleep exhaustion winning out in the end. Morgan who had watched the whole thing stood near the door was before tugging on the hem of Nat’s shirt.

“Auntie Natty.” She said whispering the way kids did when they tried to be quiet but weren’t. “Can we watch a movie while auntie Y/n sleeps?” She said and nat smiled widely.

“That’s a great idea mo. Why don’t you go pick a movie while and I’ll bring in auntie Y/n to lay on the couch with us before getting some lunch and snacks.”

“Ok!” Morgan said before taking off to complete her mission. Nat gently set you down on the couch and pilled a blanket over your sleeping form. Morgan scrolled through Netflix and nat adjusted you pillowed glancing at Morgan before quickly going to get lunch.

Nat was willing to admit she wasn’t a very good cook. You did most of the domestic stuff like cooking. Between the red room and the overall chaos of her life Nat never really got a chance to learn. You never held it against her. You loved the time you spent cooking and dancing with her in your arms in the kitchen. Listening to American Pie on the speaker.

Nat shook her head from the memory. The three of you needed lunch luckily there was something she could make.

Nat emerged from the kitchen after around fifteen minutes with three plates of peanut butter and jelly sandwiched. One for Morgan with the crusts cut off and one for you, knowing you wouldn’t be very hungry. She had one and a half on her plate having already eaten a half while making them. She also had some fruit snacks from the pantry from where tony stashed them for when Morgan came to the compound. Nat walked in and placed the food on the coffee table. Morgan, as predicted, had put on frozen and sat cross legged next to you on the couch. Nat watched as she picked up the sandwiched inspecting it before taking a bite.

Nat leaned over once Morgan settled again and she rubbed your shoulder lightly to wake you. You stirred and Nat helped you eat your food before you fell asleep again.

Around an hour later the movie ended and you were still sleeping, Nat went to queue up frozen two but the momentary lapse in the entertainment left Morgan feeling bored. She turned to look at you, swaddled in blankets. Suddenly you sneezed waking yourself up. Your tired eyes looked around.

“Natty?” You said sounding rough and groggy.

“Im here love.” Nat said, “go back to sleep.” She said and you closed your eyes and hummed quietly.

“Auntie natty?” Morgan asked whispering again.

“Yes mo?” Nat asked pressing play on the movie.

“Can we play doctors for auntie Y/n?” She asked and Nat hesitated. She didn’t want the little girl to get sick, pepper would probably never let her babysit again and as nervous as the girl made her the day had been quite enjoyable, it wasn’t often she allowed herself to relax like this. Nat settled on the next next thing.

“Ok, can you help me get her some medicine and make some tea with me?” Morgan nodded excited at the idea of helping. “Im sure it will help auntie Y/n get better soon.” Nat said and stood led Morgan to the kitchen slightly surprised as the girls slipped her small hand into Natasha’s. She didn’t pull away, instead giving it a soft squeeze and smiling at the little girl. Morgan had a pep in her step and a smile that lit a sparkle in her eyes. The girl was simply adorable.

Nat boiled the kettle as Morgan looked through the cupboards for camomile tea. Once locating it she held it out to nat in her small hands. Nat took it and blew her a kiss making the girl giggle. The noise made Natasha’s heart swell.

Once she had helped Morgan measure out the right dose of medicine and put the tea, tissues, pills, water and cough medicine on a tray, she walked behind the girl as she slowly walked into the lounge carefully balancing some of the items on the tray. Nat had taken the glass off incase she dropped it. Sipping the water so Morgan didn’t know why she took it not wanting to upset the girl with thinking she didn’t have faith in her. She simply wanted to avoid tears at all costs. That was your department. Setting the tray on the table Morgan came and gently woke you up. Stirred and Morgan watched as Natasha handed you the tissues which you used the blow your nose before discarding the tissue into the bin Morgan held out to you.

You took the pills and drank some tea, but when nat handed you the cough mixture you turned your nose up. Morgan frowned and beat Nat to it.

“Auntie Y/n you have to drink the medicine it makes the sickness go away. My daddy says its full of mini superhero’s which battle and get rid of all the bad guys making us sick.” She said and you smiled. Nat shot you a glare telling you with her look not to upset the child who had a very basic understanding of germs. You sighed and took it like a shot.

“Yay.” Morgan said and handed you back your tea. You took it gratefully and washed down the taste of the medicine. Morgan sat next to you a agin and waited for the Tv to be turned back on. Nat chuckled at your soft yet confused expression and sat herself, pulling you into her arms and turning on the movie.

The three of you curled up together as you were careful not to breathe on Morgan and make her sick. Curled up on the couch is exactly where pepper and Tony found you in the early morning when they came to pick up Morgan from the half sleepover due to the late running time of the gala.

Pepper snapped a quick picture of the three of you cuddling before tony scooped up Morgan to take home. Pepper wrote a short note letting you know they took her and let you sleep before she tucked the blanket over the two you again. You wiggled further into Natasha’s arms and pepper audibly cooed at the sight before switching off the tv and light before leaving you to rest. Hopefully the comfortable position wouldn’t leave you achier the next day.

MASTERLIST

#marvel #the avengers #natasha romanov #sicfic #natasha romaoff #Natasha x r #Natasha x reader #Morgan stark #tony stark #pepper potts #domestic avengers #avengers compound #comfort #sickfic #sick #sickness #illness #cold #flu #sick reader #sick r #sleepy #avenger r #avenger reader #babysitting #hurt / comfort #fluff #whump #no angst #cute

[miscellanyofmusings]

Rifftrax Sentence Starters

“______, didn’t I dispatch you to hell earlier?”

“ ______, shut up forever.” 

"Alright. That does it. I officially have no idea what we're looking at, why we're here, or even who I am anymore."

“And I pray that I never have to emote any more than I just did. I'm exhausted.”

“And if you're ready, _____, may I offer you a wide-awake nightmare?

“Aw man, I thought we could trust the slimy loser.”

“Being a creepy evil creep is a reward in and of itself.”

“Bland? I mean, honey? Can I make you some bland milk? I mean, warm bland? I mean, warm milk?”

“Careful, they might miss at you.”

“Die! Die in a fire! Live again and then die!”

“Did you guys just see that or has my brain fully melted?”

“Do you think you can do me the teensiest favor and just kill me now?”

“Feels like an NPR audio essay is about to break out.”

“Forgive me, Father. I killed like eight guys today.”

“Fuck you. Pay me."

“Having knowledge about things is not really my specialty.”

“He died as he lived: looking dumb as Hell.”

“He has all the fighting skills of a sock monkey."

“Hell is other people and stuff.”

“I’m condescending for no reason, got it?” 

“I've tried nothing—And it's not working!"

“I can’t answer your question because that would acknowledge you exist.”

“I can’t live with myself knowing there’s something out there I haven’t murdered.”

“I don’t want to oversell it, but it will fill you with sadness.” 

"I find words difficult because I can't punch them."

“I have a two part question. One, will I ever feel joy again? Two, what did I do to deserve this?”

“I hope you like really tough burnt meat and shitty scotch.”

"I love it when a plan sort of slowly congeals together."

“I thrive on your ignorance.” 

“I tripped and fell up five flights of stairs and landed here.”

“Is your torture basement even up to code?”

“It’s not what you said; it’s that you exist.”

“It irritates me too that I can defy logic, time, and physics."

"It is pleasant to be happy because it increases our amount of gladness."

“Let's carpe diem and mumble and mope like we've never mumbled and moped before!”

“Mind if I dial up the gay?”

"Never have I cared so little about so few for so long."

“Nothing calms a kid more than a poster of a deranged clown.”

“My philosophy is to see how many Pop-Tarts I can eat in two minutes.” 

“No, don’t, ____, please! Seriously! I will kill all your enemies! Please!”

"No good story ever starts with ‘so there I was, pouring gasoline all over the dead girl’s body.’”

"Oh good. Something else for the Gallery of Things That Should Not Be."

“Oh, thoughtless sociopath, you’re my best friend.”

“Okay, so I’ll take that ominous cryptic answer as a firm yes.”

“Our hero— again, fighting like a sociopathic four year-old.”

"Please don't ruin this moment by surviving!"

“Rush in blindly! A plan can only hinder us!"

"Screaming? Laughter? At this point, what's the difference?"

“So where do you think you’re gonna dump my body?” 

"So…You give up here often?" 

“Society as we know it would disintegrate if people knew the truth about whatnot.”

“Thank you, most boring sounding person in the world.”

“That’s a very friendly murder threat.”

“That sounded a lot more menacing and less gay in my head.” 

“This is my bullshit lecture!” 

“Wait a minute, I thought you said ‘pass the time,’ not ‘destroy all hope in the universe.’” 

"We are reconciled now through the cleansing power of violence."

“Well, that was neither fun nor interesting, but at least it gave us no new information.” 

“Well, time to pretend I know stuff.”

"Well, whoopty-shit."

"Welp... Forgone conclusion ain't gonna forgone conclude itself."

“Who can resist an asshole?”

“Women, right? Always like, ‘This seems fatally stupid!’ Blah, blah, blah.’”

“Yeah, I do feel my own mind drifting through thoughts of Socrates—in that I want to drink hemlock and die.”

"You're a lying liar who lies! You lie!"

“You're not allergic to severe acid burns, are you?”

“You taste like libertarianism and cigars.”

“Your evil is reassuring.” 

“Your violent, misogynistic criminal vibe lets me know I can trust you.” 

#rp meme #sentence starters #rp starter #meme #memes #murder /// #violence tw #chaotic sentence starters #rp prompts #roleplay prompts

[bwoahtastic]

I loved that ask about Nico having a terrible pregnancy and Seb being really reluctant about Nico and Toto's relationship. That family in all its iterations is so sweet and I just love them. If I remember correctly, didn't we have Mick as the Toto/Nico baby? What about Mick, a few weeks old, having really bad colic and Nico and Toto being so stressed because he just. will. not. stop. crying.

They're so tired, and feel like such awful parents for being unable to help their baby who sounds like he's in so much pain. Seb is still pretty iffy about the whole Nico of it all, even if they did bond a bit during Nico's pregnancy, and feels really weird about having a little brother who is younger than his own kids, but Max and Charles are very excited about there being a new baby in the family, so Seb takes pity on his dad and Nico, and comes over to help.

And by some miracle, Mick quiets down when Seb holds him. Mick absolutely adores Seb, and Seb can always get him to calm down, even after he's been screaming the house down for hours and hours. It's a huge relief for Nico and Toto, who finally get some sleep, and are able to do a few things around the house, like cook and do laundry, but at the same time (because I love torturing Nico) Nico feels incredibly insecure about it. He's trying so hard to be a good mother, he already feels like he messed up the pregnancy phase, even though it wasn't his fault, and now his sort of stepson is able to soothe his baby when Nico can't. It would really upset him and he'd try to keep it from Toto, but of course, it would only make things worse

Oh plss Nico struggling so much during tbe pregnancy and Seb,is apprehensive and a little shit but steps in to help and makes sure Toto is home more because Nico needs him no matter how much he tries to downplay his struggles

Then little mick is born and even seb has to admit its one cute pup lol! But yeah he is still weirded out thst it's his half brother and younger than the pups he had with Kimi. Charles and Max are super curious about the pup tho and miss grandpa so Kimi makes Seb come when they visit even though Seb is #sulking.

They arrive and its chaos, Toto looks exhausted and Nico has clearly been crying and little Mick is sobbing his little heart out no matter how Nico gently rocks him. Seb is more experienced than nico and Toto who never dealt with a newborn and the tummy pains they get and he gently takes Mick, shushing him and massaging him just right to help the pain and Mick quiets down, conks out against Seb's chest because the baby is exhausted too.

Seb telling Nico and Toto to get done what needs to be done and Kimi quietly helps them eith cooking and the laundry to make aure they get some sleep, all whilr Seb rocks little Mick and shows Max and Charles their tiny uncle

Poor Nico feeling awful! He feels tired and ugly, all crusty and still fat which is not true ofc but he hates being imperfect for Toto, and then what is even worse is.thst he clearly sucks at being a momma...

Nico not talking to Toto about it cos he frankly doesn't know what to say but Toto notices Nico doesn't really fuss over Mick as much anymore, keeping his distance and seeming awkward but whenever he asks Nico claims to be fine.

Seb is getting a little sick of solving their problems but he can see Nico is dealing with some post partum issues and knows how hard it can be, still hurting and suddenly having to deal with a tiny little human. Seb teaching Nico all th3 little tricks thst worked foe Max and Charles and being sure to compliment him (a tiny bit reluctantly) and telling Toto he better give nico compliments too!

#asks #stepmom nico au

[gregoftom]

ok thank GOD we survived another week CMON TOM GIRL THAT’S IT. okay well here’s my tg two cents since i’ve finished the episode. 

so here’s the thing. i seen a post or two really crushing their rs down to bare bones basic cynicism it’s only about what they can do for each other businesswise and i gotta say, kids could you lighten up a little? tom wasn’t especially nice to greg this episode or anything, but i don’t think he was like. awful? or anything? he’s exhausted and stressed ofc he’s gonna snap, and ofc he’s not going to like greg being distracted and not paying full attention to him when they’re alone together and he specifically made sure no one else was there. he let greg go to the funeral first even though we Know he feels safer when greg goes in to things like this with him [re: logan’s wake] and ofc he’s gonna need greg going to bat for him to mencken making sure to repeatedly mention tom and putting what he’s learned into putting tom forward and while i get that it can suck not to see some sort of appreciation towards greg i mean, was it really that bad?

did he throw anything at him? did he call him any cruel names? did he bully him specifically beyond what he might say to other atn employees? did he do anything from his old ways except for order greg around?

no. and see, tom is probably very insecure at this point. what does he have to offer greg, except his love? and where has he been before where his love has been rejected? where it’s not been good enough? where it’s not been respected? so he’s gonna order greg around bc he wants to give a show of, see i’m still your superior and i can still take care of you i promise!! even though they both know full well that greg outranks him by now. if greg reaches a point in power and prosperity rivalling or even surpassing shiv then, oh boy here we go again! i’ve got nothing to offer you but my love and it won’t be good enough, just like last time. 

tom has all these grandiose ideas of romantic runaways, leave this life behind and come with me but regardless of everything going on, for him personally it’s not as simple as that. he doesn’t see a worth to the other person unless he can give them protection or give them something in return. with shiv i think he figured that great sex, being servile to her and helping her rise to power to gain his own at the same time is what kept it going. and then after that falls apart he has his love. but the type of love he wants to give is not what shiv wants or responds to i believe. that’s not a slight on her it’s just. i don’t see them being able to work at least not without a lot of personal and marriage therapy and like. i don’t think either of them would go for that. he also has these very traditional ideas of a relationship i feel, and the way that he justifies his feelings towards greg is to make a joke out of it, go along with the whole disgusting brothers bit [which personally i think is Only referring to them being each other’s wingmen in scoring, which is interesting considering what shiv said about it and how annoyed she got about greg, bringing him up by name so i’m not exactly sure how much “scoring” was done, at least with women lmfao] add a splash of internalised homophobia, etc. and i think shiv, understandably, due to her repeated experiences of misogyny pushes back against that.

hear me out. it’s actually GOOD for tom to act the way he did towards greg in contrast to how he did to shiv! mattmac has said COUNTLESS times that tom is afraid of shiv. we’ve seen him with a black eye caused by her [before anybody starts i KNOW he flicked her ear and that was NOT cool, but let’s not forget this] and mm commented on how he changes his voice to a higher pitch around her, both in servitude and in being afraid. he’s on eggshells around her. the balcony fight was the first time we saw that not being the case. yeah i get that it’s disappointing to see him backtrack slightly with shiv, be kind to her and not to greg. to see him have to get permission from her to do things like sleep in contrast to with greg, where his basic needs are just met instead of begged for. but he’s NOT backtracking with greg! he’s NOT reverting to previous behaviours with him! and he’s being his honest true self with him!

yes okay he’s snapping at greg! he hung up on him! he’s ordering him around! but he’s insecure; of course he is, he probably thinks greg will walk! greg has gravitated to power repeatedly, why shouldn’t tom be afraid that his feelings for greg aren’t enough to keep him loyal to him, esp when those feelings have not been enough before? yes greg has proven himself a couple of times but cycles and fears are hard to break! we already have “you’ll do it with matsson and not with me?” paired with “i want YOU gregging for me!” like, what more do you need? tom wants to present as still in control and at point where he has the right to tell greg what to do because he wants to show he can make good on their deal, not knowing that greg actually cares about him personally too [which we know for a fact because he goes so mf hard for tom and has done ever since the deal in 3.09. it is not just about gain and i think we can see that’s a fact by now. what leverage does tom have that he could maintain?]

i’m not about to say that the business side of their relationship doesn’t exist at all. i’m not about to say that greg will not use tom, or tom will not use greg. i’m not about to say there’s no negative or manipulative parts of their relationship. but to reduce it to simply this, is just not true. there’s much, much more to it than that. i guess i get a little defensive on this part bc i hate a mlm pairing being lessened to just a joke, or not to be taken seriously, or well pack it up guys, because it didn’t mean anything and was Only a way for the both of them to get ahead and that’s all it ever was.

nah. it wasn’t just that, sorry. and i know the show will probably ditch them, i’m not gonna say succ will let them run off into the sunset. this ain’t my first rodeo. i’ve been in fandom for like 17 years, i know the game, i know how it works. i know tom/shiv is probably endgame in the long run. but i’m just saying, y’all gotta stop reducing it to something so minimal when clearly the dynamic between them captured not only shippers, but general audiences around the globe. i guess i don’t like when ppl contribute to letting the show give it a back seat and give in to it trying to really demean it to less than it actually was. bc we know and THEY know that it was deeper than that. honestly i have a feeling jesse might’ve been held back by hbo judging by the scripts, plus we know there was a lot of shit cut for time, but i digress.

i’ve been saying this for a while now, but if tom and greg are still in each other’s lives in some way by the end of the show, there’s always hope for tg. they don’t have to kiss or declare their love. it’s not as though it’s never been done with a het ship before, take x files mulder and scully for example. yes i know they were eventually “canon” to the point they were in a relationship, but not for years! years! and even then at one point they broke up but were still in each other’s lives with the chance to find each other again and reconcile, which they did!

tom and greg just have to be able to reach other in some capacity, for it to be a possibility. and we have creators in the community to explore how that would work.

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Ahhh I saw you write for Austin so I was wondering if you could do one where it’s ofc a black reader but she was a very popular Nickelodeon actress and her and AUSTIN acted together but got separated for a bit but then they reunite during a new movie as they’re older and Austin’s just in awe with how she because as a actress and her she just got even prettier since they were kids?

Thank you for your request! I hope you’ll like it :)

this gif is making me feel all sort of things that I shouldn’t feel 

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Anyone passing by your trailer could hear you reread your lines while pacing. You were wrecked from stress, the idea of ruining the movie by failing was clouding your mind and making you feel like you could throw up at any moment. Elvis was a challenge for you and you were not planning on only playing your character, you were going to BE your character.

However, the stress didn’t only come from the pressure of failing, you were terrified at the idea of seeing Austin again after so long. You didn’t even know if he remembered you but you on the other hand you remembered him. You remembered the shy gazes on set when you still were kids, his red cheeks when you had to talk to each other and most importantly the huge crush you had on him. A crush that only worsened with the time. Now, you had the occasion to act once again with him, which felt like a blessing and a curse at the same time.

As you were beginning to rip your hair out from stress you heard a knock on your trailer’s door and understood that it was the moment to get ready to film. The person slowly opened the door.

“Hey Y/n, I’m sorry to bother you, you seem…busy,” the makeup artist chuckled, “ But we’re filming in 30 minutes so if you’re ready I can start your makeup.”

“Of course, let’s do this.” You slightly faked the excitement and followed the girl to the makeup trailer. In the end, it was a great moment of peace, being taken care of was very relaxing, you could loosen up a little bit and you were glad for it.

“And… it’s done!” The makeup artist announced with pride as you watched the 60’s makeup complimenting your features.

“Thank you so much.” You admired her work and then watched her in the mirror as you spoke.

“It’s my job.” She smiled while fixing your hair before letting you go on set as you were already dressed up.

When you arrived, Baz was already leading the extras and the technical team. You came to see him and remarked that he seemed satisfied to see that you were already perfectly ready. You followed his directions and once everyone was ready you began filming. It was exhausting as the perfectionism of Baz was showing but you were glad you could work with someone as talented as him.You didn’t have a lot of scenes with Austin, and today was one of the scenes without him which was somehow relieving.

“Perfect guys, let’s take a break.” Baz’s voice resonated on set and you sat on your chair, sipping your coffee and rehearsing your next lines.

“You were incredible, even incredible if I dare to say it.” The voice nearly made you jump and you looked at the boy next to you, not believing your eyes.

Austin was here, with a genuine smile on his face, looking at you with admiration, scanning every part of your outfit.

“Austin!” You exclaimed before he took your hands, lifting you from your chair to take you in his arms. “I could never imagine seeing you after so long.” You slightly laughed before taking a step back to look at the gorgeous boy. He was already in his Elvis costume, with his hair slicked back except for some strands that decorated his forehead, his blue eyes were perfectly complemented by the black liner under his eyes. “You were made for this role.” You simply stated.

“So were you.” He smirked before twirling you, making you laugh lightly. God, he liked your laugh, even younger he had always liked it, your smile, the joy radiating from you, it was making him feel crazy. He secretly bit his lips when he saw the way your dress flowed around you like a ballet dancer.

After that, Austin had to film some scenes and before you even knew it it was the end of the day.

“Can I take you out for dinner mama?” He said with a smirk, exaggerating his EIvis voice and accent to earn the right to hear your pretty laugh again.

“Well, if you insist, how can I refuse?”

Dinner with Austin was perfect. You chatted about the old times, remembering every little story from your childhood and pre-teens years, when the two of you would be so clumsy on camera because of your inexperience.

“I can’t believe we get to work together again.” He said as he looked at you, your pretty figure that he looked at on social media all those years when you were apart more than he liked to admit it. “You’re absolutely stunning y/n.” He breathed and it took you a little bit aback, not ready to hear him say something like that with such a voice.

“Thanks, you are stunning too.” You feigned confidence when in reality your nails were deep in the palm of your hand. Austin placed his hand on top of yours, slightly caressing it.

“Is everything alright?” He concernedly asked. The way his eyes searched for yours reassured you.

“Of course Austin.” You felt yourself relax from his touch and the rest of the night was spectacularly good: Austn was good, he was even great, he made you laugh and feel so appreciated and interesting. You understood why the younger you had such a crush on him.

Austin even insisted on walking you back to your Airbnb, which was very sweet considering what time it was and the fact that he had to start filming really early the next day.

“I’m really glad that we got to see each other again, I was really stressed you know.” You slightly chuckled and he smiled. He shyly entangled his fingers with yours and the warmness of his skin was unbelievably comforting.

“I’m so proud of you y/n, I always knew you were going to be an absolutely amazing actress and it was not only because of my huge crush on you.” You quickly turned your face to him, clearly surprised by his confession.

“You had a crush on me?” You asked completely dumbfounded, a smile on your face and Austin laughed kindheartedly, clearly amused by your reaction.

“Yes I did! You were so pretty, you still are, you’re even more pretty now.” The way your eyes widened made him laugh even more.

“But I was the one who had a crush on you!” You exclaimed and Austin looked at you.

“If only I weren’t such a shy kid I could have dated the most gorgeous woman I know then.” He smirked, waiting for your reaction. You heard in his voice the sincerity of his voice and you felt like you were drowning in his blue eyes. “Are we there?” he asked as you were finally in front of your building. That took you off of your reveries and you simply nodded before tapping the code of your building, your hand still in Austin’s one.

“I had a perfect night thanks to you y/n.” He smiled without letting go of your hand.

“I had a great time too, thank you Austin.” The two of you looked at each other, Austin completely lost in your beauty, admiring every aspect of you, the way you decided to style your curls tonight and the golden light of the street lights, how it was complimenting your skin and how your white shirt contrasted perfectly with your skin.

“Can I kiss you?” He almost whispered and you quickly nodded, feeling like you had waited for that the whole night.

He sweetly tasted your lips, slowly and sensually, fully enjoying the moment. You were so sweet to him and his movements were delicate almost as if he was afraid he would scare you away if he let his eagerness slip. The feeling of his tongue was like you were eating some kind of forbidden fruit. The kiss was so pure, filled with want of course, but mostly with the huge affection you had for each other. When Austin finally decided to make it end you felt like you had lost a part of yourself. You slightly bit your lips as you saw his reddened cheeks that were making him much less intimidating and a lot more adorable.

“Sleep well.” He simply said as he kissed your forehead.

“You too,” You smiled before adding, “Please, text me when you get home, I want to be sure you arrived safely.”

Austin’s mouth escaped a chuckle at your concern and cuteness before nodding. “I will, don’t worry.”

You couldn’t help yourself when you suddenly crashed your lips on his before quickly running up the stairs to escape his remark on your kiss, already impatient to receive his text and to see him on set tomorrow.

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published the 29/08/2022

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Do tell me more about "brood" and "self-exposure" too, please, very intriguing

Sorry in advance, this is gonna be a long answer since there's two.

Self-Exposure is a rewrite of The Promise of Cheesecake and a Decent Wine (my 217,000-word, very angsty, SamBucky fake dating fic) from Bucky's perspective. It's really too long for me to summarize in a satisfying way, but if you've read Cheesecake, you'll know the vibe of this one. I have about 3 out of 40 chapters written, so you know... a long ways to go before this one comes out. Anyway, here's a snippet:

This is not going how Bucky wanted it to go.

Bucky had planned to pick up takeout from one of Sam’s favorite restaurants.

He was going to wear one of his nicer shirts and actually put some effort into his hair, enough to look nice but not be suspicious.

He planned to give Sam a bouquet of flowers—he’d been leaning toward sunflowers, since they symbolize adoration and loyalty, and that’s a pretty apt description of Bucky’s feelings for Sam, but he hadn’t decided for sure. He’d planned to talk to the florist and ask for hypoallergenic options before buying any flowers for Sam. He’s pretty sure no matter what he picks, Sam’s going to make fun of him, but Bucky doesn’t really mind.

Old-fashioned or not, Bucky was going to be a gentleman about this. Sam doesn’t deserve anything less, and Bucky used to be good at this sort of thing. Bucky can still be good at this sort of thing, in theory.

Anyway, once he’d surprised Sam with the flowers and his favorite dinner, all that would be left for Bucky to do is just use his words and ask Sam out. He had practiced this the way his therapist suggested, writing out the words, practicing saying them out loud until they didn’t get stuck in his throat anymore.

He can do this.

Simple.

Easy.

It is not fucking easy.

Brood is a mission fic. SamBucky is established, and the two team up with Joaquin and Yelena to take down a group they think is trying to revive the Red Room. This fic will be rated M because it deals with lots of fucked up shit including experimentation on children. Tbh idk if I'll ever finish this one because every time I work on it, I end up working on it for a week, making myself really sad, and then having to take a break from it again. Here's a small snippet:

CW: discussion of child assassins and children being used in war

Sam is exhausted. Not just exhausted, but the kind of bone-deep exhaustion that comes with knowing that he’s about to deal with a horrible sort of mission involving children. He can’t get the little girl’s face out of his mind. The bright red hair pulled back in braids, the way she’d held the knife at the councilwoman’s throat. She couldn’t have been more than six, maybe seven years old.

Sam pinches the bridge of his nose. He’d known child assassins existed in the world. He’d been close friends with Nat, after all. He’d seen children with bomb vests on sent to blow up troops before. It’s not like Sam’s unaware of the awful things that exist in the world. It’s just that it had caught him off guard, that’s all. He wasn’t expecting to see it today.

“You good?” Joaquín asks, sitting down next to him.

“Shouldn’t you be in the cockpit?” Sam asks, looking up at him.

Joaquín shrugs a shoulder. “It’s on autopilot,” he answers.

The blonde woman that had actually stopped the assassination sits across from them, watching. She’s got a relaxed posture, a nonchalant expression, but her eyes are focused and intent as they watch, like Bucky’s would be.

God, Sam wishes Bucky was here. Sam could use a hug right now.

“I’m fine,” Sam tells Joaquín, turning back to look at him. “Just wasn’t expecting a kid.”

“No one ever does,” the woman chimes in. “That’s why it works.”

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hi! "one talking to the other when they think they’re asleep" for sundown/mad dog would be nice

Bonus points if for once it's Sundown talking and Mad Dog listening (but really anything's good)

thank

Ahhhh yes yes absolutely I can do that for you!! I hope you enjoy!:) (btw I set this in post-canon!)

And oh boy did this get tooth-rottingly sweet at the end. I know they’re enemies to lovers but I am simply incapable of not making them the sweetest couple to exist xD Oh and I got slightly carried away and this is about 1000 words oops lol. But anyway enjoy!!:)

One thing that Sundown misses the most about sleeping under the stars is the sounds that always lull him to sleep. Ever since he teamed up with Mad Dog, he always insists they sleep in a “real” bed in a “real” room, if there was one nearby. Sundown used to complain until three nights in a bed cured the worst of his stinging back pain, and now he agrees every time to sleep in an inn.

Tonight feels quieter than he’s used to though. Even the great bounty hunter Mad Dog didn’t say but a handful of sentences before falling asleep, and the steady rhythm of his breathing is nice but still not enough.

Sundown turns over in the bed to face Mad Dog, wondering if watching him sleep will somehow make him drowsy. He looks like he always does when he sleeps, peaceful—deceptively so. 

Watching the rise and fall of his shoulder and the occasional twitch in his (handsome) face gets old quick, and Sundown is left more awake than ever. Tapping his finger against the mattress in thought, a rather silly idea drifts into his mind.

It had been years since he thought about the stories his mother used to tell him when he would complain of being wide awake. He hardly remembered the stories now, unfortunately, but maybe if he tells a story he knows? Mad Dog shifts a little in his sleep, and Sundown smiles. 

Alright, it was worth a shot.

Sundown opens his mouth to talk before quickly closing it in hesitation. If Mad Dog woke up, Sundown would never hear the end of this… then again, Mad Dog’s a notoriously heavy sleeper and he’s been doubly exhausted today. 

Unless Sundown had a better idea— which he still didn’t—he would be telling himself a story until he fell asleep.

Clearing his throat a little, deciding on the opening words he’d let guide his story, Sundown finally starts.

“Did I ever tell you the story about Little Danny and his sister Margaret?” His heart thuds heavy and Sundown waits for any sign that Mad Dog’s waking up. 

Nothing changes, and Sundown breathes easy. “Little Danny was the sweetest kid I ever knew. He’d always wave at me and always knew how to make every adult and kid alike smile. Margaret on the other hand, was a real troublemaker,” Sundown chuckles.

“I remember the time I caught her stuffing the baker’s sweets into her mouth and pretending like I couldn’t see the crumbs all over her dress,” he sighs and falls into the rhythm of his story. “Anyway, you can imagine the kind of arguments they would get into and boy were they something. They may have been little but their shouting matches were not. And one night, Margaret was getting sick of her younger brother always pestering her to do the right thing, telling on her, that sort of thing. So she decides that she’s not going to be the bad kid anymore, he is.”

Mad Dog shifts in his sleep, but Sundown doesn’t notice. He’s picturing the scene she set now clear as day.

“Margaret worked all night to set up her little crime scene. She was dead set on getting him into serious trouble, but what she decided to do was set up some clever trap—Lord knows where she got the idea—to ambush Danny when he woke up. I think her intention was to not only frame him for a crime, but make him accidentally do a crime.” Sundown starts smiling wide now, remembering the petrified look on poor Margaret’s face at her brother Danny’s crocodile tears.

“Their parents came bursting into my station first thing in the morning; I was terrified something awful had happened. Then I saw Margaret’s brilliant idea of tying a string around her brother's wrist and connecting it all the way to their grandmother’s urn. Oh when that poor boy woke up and shattered it he was so distraught, and Margaret too was the most apologetic I’d ever seen her.” A few chuckles escape him as he remembers the worst, yet funniest part of the whole story. “I think the icing on the cake was the fact that their dog had chosen to take a nap right next to that urn. Oh, he was fine, it broke right next to him but he was covered in ashes. I remember having to bite my cheek to keep from laughing in those poor kid’s faces.” Sundown suddenly has to cover his mouth to keep from waking up Mad Dog with his laughter. He had forgotten about that story and those two siblings.

“Kid—” Sundown stops laughing. “Why the hell are you telling me this in the middle of the night?”

Sundown keeps his hand over his mouth. “Oh. I thought you were asleep.”

Mad Dog scoffs, glaring at him. “I was until someone decided to tell me a funny story.” Seeing Sundown’s wide and panicked eyes, Mad Dog’s glare softens. He reaches over to gently pick Sundown’s hand off his embarrassed face. “What were you doing?”

Taking the opportunity to tangle his fingers in Mad Dog’s, Sundown mumbles, “I couldn’t sleep.”

“So you woke me trying to put yourself to sleep, that it?”

Sundown sheepishly avoids Mad Dog’s eyes. “Yeah.”

Still holding his hand, Mad Dog moves closer to Sundown until he can’t resist the pull of those hard eyes on him. God be damned if he didn’t make Mad Dog deadly handsome.

“You old fool,” Mad Dog grins lazily. “Well since you went through the trouble of waking me up, how about a kiss?”

Sundown chuckles, already moving his free hand up to cup Mad Dog’s face. “You single-minded scoundrel,” he murmurs against Mad Dog’s lips before gently pressing them together. 

Something about the lazy kisses they share under the bed covers blissfully, finally makes sleep pull heavy on his eyelids. Mad Dog slowly breaks away, and slides his thumb through Sundown’s beard which causes his eyes to suddenly close dangerously fast.

“Now c’mere, Kid,” Mad Dog murmurs as he wraps his arms around Sundown and pulls him so close his warm breath tickles his ear. “‘n don’t move a muscle.”

Sundown chuckles and Mad Dog’s heavy arm presses down. “Just go to sleep, Kid,” Mad Dog sighs.

Minutes of silence and warmth pass by, and Sundown’s never felt so at peace. Just before his heavy eyes are about to shut and his endearing gratefulness overwhelms his chest, he whispers to the sleeping Mad Dog: “love you.”

“Love you too, Kid.”

#Ahh but fr I hope you like this I’m still such a big fan of your fic of these two #specialc #asks #snippets #Mad Dog/Sundown Kid #And don’t worry mad dog isn’t going to let sundown hear the end of BOTH things he said while he thought mad was asleep #ps it’s extremely unlikely for a family in the mid to late 1800s to have an urn #I just thought it’d be one of those funny but bad yet funny things kids do

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Måneskin @ Vorst National, Brussels - 02.03.2023

"There's just one thing I hope you know, I loved you so."

Last week was... a struggle to say the least. Without going into too much detail, let me tell you that work has been slowly drowning me. I spend February telling myself 'You cannot get sick, you cannot get sick.' over and over again. Because the whole project would collapse if I got sick. And also I just had to make it through the month because I was seeing Panic at the Disco on February 28th and Måneskin on March 2nd. So as some sort of cruel joke, my body decided to betray me and of course chose exactly this week to get sick. I felt awful, exhausted and my brain was full of fog. I knew if I would go see Panic I would not make it to Måneskin and probably collapse during work. I should have probably just called in sick, but I didn't. Instead I made the painful decision to not go see Panic. It hurt, because I know Brendon is amazing live and this was his goodbye tour. But choices had to be made, so I chose. I dragged my body to Thursday, I slept as much as I could and I spend about an hour underneath a hot shower that afternoon to feel somewhat okay again. But I eventually made it to Brussels and let me tell you: so freaking worth it!

I was honestly nervous about this show, because usually when you look forward to something so much, it can only disappoint. But let me tell you: Måneskin did not disappoint. Not one bit. If anything they exceeded my expectations. They confirmed what I always thought: live is better than the albums (which is a rare treat). I have so much thoughts swirling through my head still, even though it's been almost a week. So excuse the word/thought vomit that is about to follow. Sorry not sorry.

The setlist is amazing. They played like... 95 percent of my favorites. My only disappointment was that they switched Lividi Sui Gomiti for Kool Kids. They had fun, the people on stage had fun (it was so adorable to see Damiano actually happily hug everyone), but that song just isn't for me. Also Gasoline fell flat on it's face, but that had everything to do with the venue (which at moments is a bottomless echo pit) and nothing with them cause it did look cool.

Other than that, such a good list. One of my absolute favorites? Feel. It doesn't necessarily stick out for me on the record, but live? Wowza! Also, Mark Chapman and La Fine slap so hard live.

Also, I honestly feel they should just take Beggin off the list by now. If you have to introduce a song with 'We've been playing this song a lot. Maybe a bit too much. But we know some of you like it, so we'll play it again.' then I think it's time to let go. I wouldn't mind one bit.

The whole setup with the low hanging lights was absolutely amazing, so stunning and cool. I was very curious what the setting would be, cause honestly, most of their shows I've seen are pretty basic when it comes to lights and staging. But this was so cool, I loved it.

Thomas freaking Raggi. The man, the myth, the legend. All the freaking love for this man. I thought I had gathered how amazing he was, but seeing him perform live, realizing once more how much he's grown, watching him be a total rockstar? Man oh man, what a glorious treat! He deserves all the praise.

A choice had to be made and I opted for standing spots. The downside of that in combination with being tiny? I lost track of them every time they went into the crowd. And I lost track of Vic a lot in general because she so tiny lmao. Though rest assured I did catch Damiano being a total slut a lot. Like, you don't realize until you see it how much of a slut he exactly is on stage I feel haha.

The upside of our spots? We were very close to the B-stage for the acoustic set. Damiano and Thomas doing Vent'anni and If Not For You accoustic, up close and personal? Oh be still, my dear heart. I have yet to recover from this. Highlight of the evening for me. I cannot even put it in words.

On a side note about this: I know we are all a bit worried about Damiano and the oxygen mask IG post. But they had to run halfway around the venue to come into the crowd at the back to reach the B-stage. And then back to the main stage again. Damiano joked that was harder than he expected, but he was absolutely fine, not even out of breath. So I'm assuming what ever he has now is just some bug that I hope will pass soon.

Major shoutout to Ethan's arms. Like, I've seen the pictures, I get it. But then at the end of the show he threw his drumsticks into the audience and the distance caused a collective ooooh from the crowd. We were pretty far to the back and he could have hit me in the head if the direction had been a bit different. Very impressive.

Also impressive? The audience. I've seen a lot of audiences, I've been in a lot of audiences. And this one was a particularly good one. They were wild, there was so so much energy. They participated loudly and proudly (even I got down down down twice during IWBYS despite practically hearing my knees crack over all the noise). And they were respectful. Damiano had three rules for the people on stage: No phones. No phones. And no phones. So that's what happened. I was so happy to be a part of this.

And lastly, I wanna point out the energy they brought. I know this is hard for them sometimes (not intentionally, but we all get tired. They do too and you can tell sometimes). But last Thursday? They were absolutely on fire. So much energy and they radiated so much genuine happiness, they were playful and they clearly had a good time. And I'm so happy I got to witness that.

So yes, so many thoughts, but all in all it was quite simple: What a band, what an amazing night! All the love for these four rockstars!

#I am in love #måneskin #forest national #loud kids europe #belgium #tw: flashing video

[sparxaf]

11, 15, and 24 for the fandom asks! 😍

Thanks for the asks @longbobmckenzie! Whoo, prepare for my essays 😆

11. Which characters are your least favourite and why?

Ooh, okay, I'm go by season!

S1: is definitely Erikah. She's a spoiled baby who blames MC for her own self-made misery.

S2: It's a tie between Kassam and Jo. No matter how nice I was to Jo she was rude and entitled and mean. Kassam hurt my feelings by ignoring me and not falling in love with me and I'm still salty about it.

S3: Miki. She sucks. She's rude, in your business, self-righteous and she can see herself out. Also, her hair is stupid.

S4: This is a tough one. Cora annoyed me though I'm not sure why. She just rubbed me the wrong way. And Hazeem pissed me off because he didn't love me back. I went full Ani Difranco about that singing, "Fuck you and your untouchable face..." while scribbling little hearts with mustaches on them.

S5: Everyone except Lulu. They are all my least favorite. If I'm forced to pick someone in particular I'd go with Suresh because he legit upsets me. Not in an I'm annoyed way, but in a, I should probably call my therapist way.

15. If you had the power to make one character exist in real life, which character would it be?

Oh man, this one is difficult. I am stuck between Angie and Bobby. The sunshine or the starry night sky? I think I'd say Angie, just cuz we would have fun hanging out, drinking boxed wine, and being snarky.

24. Pick 3 end-game canon couples and tell us how long you think they lasted after the show.

Gary and Lottie: Okay so my head canon here is that it's gonna be an on-again off-again kind of relationship. So, initially I think they break up within a week. But then find themselves talking a lot and end up dating long distance and visiting frequently. But Lottie is both brittle and jealous and goes scorched earth, dumping him over and over. And Gary's sort of baffled and exhausted with the whole thing, but he keeps taking her back because the sex is good and he kind of likes the pain of someone bossing him around. Overall I think it's a solid three or four years of back and fourth before Gary is the one who finally has enough and dumps Lottie. But he meets someone new right away and that's the girl he marries and has many blonde haired, black-browed babies with.

Hope and Noah: If they lose, they don't even make it off the stage before they have another fight and break up. If they win, I think it would be rocky but they'd stick it out long enough for the reunion. At which point Noah sees MC, and is all swoony and sad and finally ends things with Hope. Then he pulls a Jake on MC to see if she'll leave her current partner for him IRL. And in my mind, because I'm mean, she's like… nah.

Jo and Rahim: I think they'd be in it for the long haul. Like I can see them getting married. But no kids. Jo ain't got time for that. But I think eventually Jo would get bored and I 100% see her cheating and getting busted because she's an awful liar. But I think they'd work through it and Rahim would eventually take her back. He's very jealous so it would take some time, but I think they'd make it through.

Man, I put way too much thought into these 😆

#mutuals ask #ask game #sparx answers asks #litg

[bowtiesnmusicals]

Here is my recap of the Birth Of A Show (Ian Brennan Part 2) episode of the podcast.

There is always more to be talked about.

Jenna said she hoped everyone enjoyed part 1.

Jenna asked if I he read articles and reviews. Ian said yes. It was awful and is like a self harm but he was careful about it. The first two seasons were written identically. Ryan would come in with an idea, songs, and architecture. He more or less and a good idea of the structure of the show. Brad and Ian would go and write it. Ian would write if it was funny and Brad would write if it was heart warming. A writer named Emily had a great theory about the show. She said each of the three writers have a different view of the show. Ryan is about ambition and flash and getting out to the stage and singing to please. Brad is the soapy heartfelt but mostly the romances of high school and youth. Ian was just making fun of all of it. I and said this was true. They has a synergy working together. They brought these three different views together.

They talked about Funk and all the crazy happening in the episode but they also fit in some heartfelt moments.

Ian said he was aware of how the show was received. He thinks show choir is stupid. The show later on started to comment on itself. Some people didn’t like the show was self parody and the show would parody itself. It’s all kind of dumb but also brilliant. It drove him crazy that people didn’t get that the writers understood it was a parody and satirical.

It’s a campy guilty pleasure and the get it. As the show got crazier it got winkier. As it went on people would say they wished it was more like the pilot. The show grew and couldn’t go back to that because it was special and small.

Ian said they were kind of trolling everyone. It’s very weird to talk about and very meta. He thinks about the show all the time but never talks about it. He sees Jayma a lot because of their kids.

Jenna asked what it was like for Ian to have to keep pumping out hits week after week. Kevin wanted to know if Ryan prepped Ian and Brad like he prepped the cast. Ian said sort of but it wasn’t the same. He asked them how do they think he did. He said the actor in him was annoyed about always being behind the camera. He said the switch from acting to writing is such an empowering thing that he can hardly complain. It was an unusual thing to see the cast become household names but no one knew who he was and that was the trade off. It wasn’t a bad trade off. He said it’s as a lot of fun. It wasn’t a big trauma experience for him. He got through it fine. A lot of the stress is the industry wanting more. He always get jealous of his screenwriter friends because a movie script is written and done. In television you are rewarded but also exhausted because you are continually asked for more.

Ian said even at its biggest the agents are always like what’s next. He said he just wanted to focus on Glee.

It was mostly a complete and total dream. It went by so fast. It was a weird Shangri-La.

Every time he talks about it it seems like a weird fantasy but it’s not.

Jenna said when Glee ended she was asked to write a piece about the finale. She said the first line of it was something like it felt like she was on a runaway train and just got to the station. It flew by so fast. The thing about the podcast is they get to look back at everything and they are grateful for it. They all lost their minds a little bit. At least for Ian their was a bit of anonymity. Jenna felt expendable at times. Without Ian it couldn’t keep running. Ian joked he was the true soul of the show. Ian said this show would not exist today without someone on set to take care of people’s mental health.

There are intimacy coordinators now and Hollywood is being reminded that actors are people with feelings.

Jenna said by the end of there was light at the end of the tunnel. They were able to have fun but also knew they would miss each other. In the middle of the show everyone was a bit adrift and lost to the sea of glee. They were all feeling it but didn’t know how to deal with those feelings or even vocalize them.

Ian said it might have felt like checking out to them but they were always there. They knew their characters and knew their jobs. He said it might have been survival mode but they got the job done. There were moments of people checking out but he was impressed how everyone handled their jobs. He said Chris showed up with a smile 99% of the time. He said he was pretty good about being good on these guys.

Jenna visited Ian in Barcelona.

Ian said don’t go on a vacation by yourself if you are man. No one talked to him.

Kevin was going to go by himself to Barcelona last year. He said thank god that didn’t work out.

Ian said the cast had so much work to do but the crew did even more work. He would get on to anyone that complained because yes they worked but the crew would be there long after the actors finished their work.

Kevin said there were a couple of times towards the end he would text or pull Ian aside to run things by him. Kevin said he was always o nice to them and he was always comfortable talking to Ian even though he was technically their boss. He said he would text him that the wheels have fallen off and someone is being mean to the crew or someone from the crew would tell Kevins something. He said people that are rude to the crew can fuck off. He said there was no difference between the cast and crew. Jenna said their was a guest star that came in later in the series and cut himself during a take and was very nice to a cameraman. Jenna literally got up and walked out of the room.

Jenna asked if Ian had directed before, how did he get to direct his first episode, and what brought him back? Ian said no he had never directed before glee but the best way to start directing is on your show because you can’t really get into trouble. He was super nervous and he was glad it was an episode that featured Tina. When they were shooting the pilot and he leaned back and told Ian he wanted him to direct one of episode of the first 13 and then when didn’t that happen he siad he wanted him to do one in the back 9. That got pushed to season 2 then season 3. Ian said he started to see a pattern. When you are directing it is very hard to write. Writing was a 6 day a week job. He hadn’t directed anything since a play in college. There is always one moment every day of directing where he had a moment of panic. Ian said he should describe directing as adding your own taste to things and being clear about what you want from the actors. He said the first DP gave him the best photography advice which was to know how you get in to a scene, how you get out of it, and have a weird camera angle in the middle. Brad’s advice was to just tell a story. He aid he had to learn to not be to precious and get it to the best you can and then in the editing room the first pas is always disappointing. Then you just have to do the same thing with them and walk through the scene. Constant communication is key. Good directors can make and actor do something and make them think it was their idea. Instead of giving line readings he would paraphrase to help find where to put the emphasis on the lines.

He said there was one time he was directing Jamie Lee Curtis and she said he is very specific.

Directing episodes gave Ian an extra sense of ownership of an episode.

The crew on glee is an example of why unions are good.

Ian was the narrator for the and that’s what you missed on glee recaps. Kevin said sorry for stealing that and Ian said oh it’s great. Ian said it came about because Kevin Reilly an executive at Fox said they were blowing through a lot of story. He hated the fact Finn and Rachel kissed in episode 2. He said that should have been the finale. He said you are blowing through a lot of story and are going to regret it. It was either him or Ryan that needed to do a recap. They did the recaps on Soap because they were carrying a lot of story. Ryan locked away the information that Ian told him he did voice overs int he past. Ryan told him to do one and they just stuck. He was the announcer for the completions as well. He was also Svengoobles the late night hose vampire character that announced the winner for one of the competitors. It was in season 3.

The New Directions was an actual show choir name. Ian wrote into the script and no one ever got the joke. He had to explain it to Ryan and Brad. New Directions = nude erections.

Jenna asked what Ian’s take was on the music aspect of the show. Ian said his beef was actually with the episodes dedicated to artist or albums. He said they should have been doing ELO. He was screaming into a tornado about that. His tastes are very not top 40 or R&B. He felt less connected to much of the music because he felt like they should be reinventing stuff.

Kevin asked if there was anything he wanted that they never did. Brad said he could say something but they probably did it. He said more yacht rock. They could have sold it. He said all the music he listened to wasn’t about the singing. He said there are like 50 covers they did that were amazing. He mentioned Teenage Dream makes him cry every time he hears it.

Ian said the Madonna episode wasn’t necessarily the DNA of the show. Even Ryan said he wishes they hadn’t done it. There is no coming back from that. Kevins aid in a million years would have expected Ryan to say something like that.

Ian said there is a version of the show that he vouched for early on. He said they shouldn’t honor time. The problem is they would watch them get older and still be in high school. The second you put in a story element that has a clock to it then you are tied to time.

Regionals, sectionals, and nationals was from Ian being in speech. It is not an actual show choir thing.

There is a version of the show that would have been more contained and more situational. Kevin said keep going you are giving Ryan ideas for the reboot. Ian said the show works really well it does the small stakes big stakes of things in high school. It’s not is Rachel getting the role on Broadway but more like winning a coupon for Breadstix for a competition. It is a little bit more if Glee was like the Simpsons. The show was an hour long which is not normal for a comedy. The show Ian is describing was the show he was writing.

Jenna said this interview is crazy.

Jenna asked him what they ask everyone. What is the word, feeling, tone that Glee has left you with. Ian said an unbelievable sense of pride. It feels like a child. It’s like a creative achievement that can never be taken away. This is like a really good book. He feels like he contributed to the culture a bit. It’s like required reading. I did that. Kevin said you definitely did. Since people don’t generally recognize Ian he said it is a fun thing to drop on people that have no idea he is a creator of Glee. Ian said it is a dick thing to do. Jenna and Kevin said not that’s good. It was very very impactful. It was really cool when Netflix picked it up. Now it’s on Disney+. The first time it came up on his banner and Kevin said he was like what. It was weirdly not cued up to the pilot for Ian. It had cued up to Showmance for some reason. He said he doesn’t know how they did that. He says Showmance might be even better the the pilot. The first 40 or 50 were a slam dunk with a few bombs. Even throughout the rest of the show the show was great. There was nothing else like it on tv. Jenna said Glee would not exist without Ian. Ian said thank you. He said it’s so weird. He said in every other shard of the spiderverse it doesn’t exist. Musicals had never worked.

Kevin I said it was the cutest watching Ian’s parents come to the concerts. He could cry because they were so proud of Ian. Anytime they came around it was like this was what your son did. This is your fault. Kevin said they are the sweetest people on the planet.

Ian said he is fortunate they found the cast.

Kevin said Ian has an insane past year. Ian has a couple of huge shows on Netflix.

Kevin said we’ve got you anytime you need a boost of confidence.

Ian said You Got It would have been a good song for Glee.

Jenna said they will text him when they can’t remember things. They said Ryan will probably be relieved that they stop asking him everything.

Kevin said he loves Ian. Jenna said she could talk to him for years. Kevin said he texted as soon as he got of the zoom and thanked them.

Kevin said because this was so unique to their group of people its hard to talk about it at length with anyone that wasn’tt there. It’s a treat for them because they are learning with us. Kevin said he was glad Ian felt comfortable to open up and let it spill.

That’s it for this episode. See you next week.

#and that’s what you really missed #atwyrm #jenna ushkowitz #kevin mchale #Ian Brennan #glee #podcast

[pbandjesse]

I am back in the print shop. For another night of events. I have it on my schedule but this was till 9:00 but apparently when we here till 8:00. That's nice. I did get here a couple minutes late because people are dumb. And I got cut off on the highway and missed my exit. But even though today was very busy it was a good day and I got some Christmas shopping done. So that was really positive.

When I got home last night I was exhausted. The last hour or so of the event was kind of dead. But I talked to some really nice people as they were leaving. And gave out my last prints and everyone was so excited. But I was really glad to get James home.

When we got back there I went to put everything away and feed all the animals. James took the recycling out. I took a shower. And then we went to bed. We were up for a little while talking. But we were both beat.

James woke me up a few times last night. But it was not a big deal. I knew I was going to be able to sleep in an extra 2 hours and I really needed that. So when I did wake up I didn't feel as awful. I did not feel great. But I did feel at least sort of human.

James had already left for work. And while I hate that they still had to go in so early, I don't think I would have been okay waking up and going when they had to leave. I was not doing great I was so sleepy.

But the extra sleep helped and when I got out of the house I felt pretty good. I stopped for breakfast. And got to work on time.

We had a homeschool group. And they ended up being lovely. I don't know about the other grades but my Pre-K and kindergarten group was so nice. There was one baby sibling who cried a lot but whatever. The other kids were really nice and very sweet, though they were very very shy.

Lauren was good to train. I thought it was a little strange that we were training her on little girls because we do them so infrequently right now. But it'll be good for her to be able to jump into them when we do have them. So I told her how to do the programs and we set everything up. And once the kids were ready to go we jumped right into it. My timing was really good on the first program. They did a really good job in the print shop when they had to work on the proof press. And then we had lunch. During lunch Lauren's boyfriend came by with food for her but she didn't know he was going to be there so she had already gone and bought food. And they were very sweet to each other. We all got a good laugh out of the miscommunication though.

And she apparently lives in our neighborhood and takes the bus here. And I think that's unacceptable. We are going to communicate and figure out when we have overlapping schedules so that she doesn't have to take a 40 minute bus to the museum. Not worth it. Unless she really wants to take the bus. Back when I had to take the bus all the time sometimes I just liked having that time to myself. And I won't force it on her.

After lunch the kids had a movie to watch and there was some confusion about the DVD player. There's three remote controls and none of the play buttons worked but it turns out you didn't hit the play button you hit plus sign in the middle of one of the smaller remotes. So I had to go get Mike for help to figure that out. But then I just chilled and talked to James and poked around the museum. James got me a piece of pizza from 7-Eleven. And then it was time for our last program.

Lids, the one where the kids decorate a label for a can, always has timing issues. It does not take a full hour. And one of the bigger issues is that some of the kids are just too little to really sit down and design a label. So it's just scribly scrabbles. Which is very cute but then I have half an hour left of the program and I don't know what to do with it.

The nice thing about homeschool groups though is that when the kids are done the program individually they can just go. So I told the parents that if they wanted to leave once the kids were done coloring that was not a big deal. I put their cans together and made it very special for every single one of them. And I told them that once everyone was done I was going to read a story. And four of them stayed behind. Which is about half of the kids that came today so I didn't mind at all. And they were really quiet and enjoyed the story that we read about dragons.

Afterwards we finish cleaning up. Lauren and me grabbed the boxes and put them away. And then we had to figure out what supplies to do.

I went upstairs and did the last oysters. Me and Lauren had already cut out some vegetables during the kids coloring time so we didn't need any of those. I had Lauren cut fabric for rags in the print shop from the stuff I brought. Because I really didn't want to do it and she said she likes cutting fabric. Then I went up and bothered James for a little bit. I told them that I felt bad that I wasn't taking them home. But I really wanted to go for a drive and go find Christmas presents. And they told me they already had a ride and for me not to feel bad. Then I should go have fun.

So a little bit before 3:00 I left here and I drove over to value village. Where I had great luck and I thought not only a very cute Christmas beanie baby bear. I also found a toy from my childhood that are these mini bears like Polly pockets. A whole bag of them and their accessories. I don't even know what they're called. I hope I can figure it out because I love them so much. And I got gifts. They're mostly silly but a couple of them are really functional. And I got more blanket fabric for my workshop tomorrow. Because I want to have them use stuff that has very low pile but is still very soft. And I only had two colors so now we at least have black and white as well.

So I felt great after that and it was still early so I was like I'm going to go to five guys. And I went and got my five guys and I ate in the car and I realized I still had a lot of time and if I left right then I would be a half an hour early. And so I decided I'm going to go walk around Target. And I ended up finding a really good Christmas gift while I was there. And so I went to wait in line with my two items and the person in front of me had an entire cart full of stuff at the self checkout. Which I hate when people do. At the grocery store is one thing, but at Target is ridiculous.

But I didn't have to wait more than five or six minutes and then I paid and I left.

But then people were stupid and cut me off and made me miss my exit so I got here a couple minutes late. Not that Angie cared. And so far I'm having a great time. I asked the people if there was something specific they would like me to make on the chase because this is not a wedding like I thought it was going to be. It's a college and I think a sponsor? I'm not really sure but they were so excited and so I made a bunch of those and now I'm waiting for the people to come. I think the doors open at 6:00. But there's a couple people milling about right now that are part of the organizing staff. And everyone's really nice. I hope it's a good rest of the night.

Anything I write after this is going to be at the end of the night.

And now I am heading home from the museum! It was a really fun night. A lot of people wanting to know how many times I was going to say the exact same script over and over and over again which was pretty funny to me but I had a great time.

I did a lot of printing and talked a lot. People were great though and had great questions and were really engaged. The event was really funny though I thought it was going to be much different. It was college kids and high school kids and it was like mingling. I had some wonderful conversations with people though. People that were really excited about printing and history. And that was just lovely. And at the end I got to give the last of my prints to someone who worked with the school who was just really jazzed about it and that felt good.

And and the caterers gave me and Aubrey plates of very good food at the end. I wasn't really hungry because I had had dinner at like 4:00. But the thought was really kind. And I had the mac and cheese and it was good. But now I am very excited to go home.

I have a lot to do for my workshop tomorrow. Even if I only have six people. I think we're doing it in the garment loft. Which is fine except it's a little dark. So depending if they're adults or kids will see where we stay. What I think I'm going to do is just come in with James early and set everything up and then just chill. Or it might just date me really long time to set up. I'm prepared either way. I'm going to bring both of my sewing machines that I have at home right now. And the fabric I got today, and the fabric I collected from my storage the other day. And then I have three patterns. They're all basically the same but they have different little quirks. And I got to make sure I grab my examples as well. I did make a sort of PowerPoint but I'm probably not going to bother printing it because I just don't think it's very good. It's just enough to be a visual. Maybe I'll have Annie email it to them afterwards. And if I have time in the morning I'll add a couple more things about the best stitches I think they should use. But I'm not really that concerned about it all in all.

Now that I'm on my way home. And then I'm going to take a shower. Make sure everything's collected. And then I'm going to bed. I hope I don't get a second wind of energy. Because I'm really tired and very thirsty. So I might just have some juice and a glass of water to get some rest.

Tomorrow is my workshop, and then I'm going to sleep for the rest of the day. And then I don't have to do anything until Monday when I take James to the doctor. I am going to need to make my chocolate orange dessert for Monday's holiday party. But that isn't that big of a deal. I might at some point go and pick up the ingredients for that. I'm still not 100 when I'm doing so maybe on Sunday I'll make a test run.

I hope that you all sleep great tonight and you take care of yourself. And you don't work too hard and make yourself go crazy. It's good night everybody.

[purplesurveys]

1540

What is your favourite dog breed? Probably beagles if I really had to pick a favorite. I love all dogs, though.

What colour nail polish do you wear the most? I don’t wear nail polish nearly enough to have a go-to color.

Do you use lip balm regularly? Nah. My bigger issue here is my likely tendency to lose the lip balm roll every 2-3 days lol.

Do you drink soda? I don’t, but I will share that I got to try Sprite for the first time (since my awful experience with it when I was 3) a few weeks ago and I was...surprised to really like it? Hahaha the taste was fine and the fizz isn’t as aggressive as Coke’s, which is as good as it gets for me. In any case I might give at least just Sprite more chances from now on, but of course I’ll still moderate how much I drink soda because I don’t want to end up hooked to it.

Do you drive? Yup.

If so what kind of car do you drive? I still have my hatchback Mitsubishi Mirage.

Look to your left, what do you see? It’s all my BTS merch in a semi-organized, semi-cluttered pile...a pile that is also quickly running out of space, hahaha.

How many people have you dated? One.

Do you use hand sanitizer frequently? More often than before due to Obvious Reasons, but I do still forget sometimes. In any case, I spray alcohol on my hands mainly after playtime with the dogs or when I come from a crowded area.

How many hair products do you use? Two - just shampoo and conditioner is all I need really.

Are you happy with your appearance? Sure. I feel like my insecurities came about largely when I was a teenager, right when those insecurities typically happen. But I’ve grown out of those now - I still have bad days, of course, but they don’t eat me up as much as they used to.

What is the last book you read? I can’t remember.

What website do you visit most often? Apart from social media (which eats up most of my time online) and Google Suite (which I use for work)...probably Wikipedia? I like learning about things and people and events and I never run out of articles to read.

Have you ever broken a bone? I haven’t; the most I’ve been through was a sprained ankle. Zero broken bones, fortunately.

Are you artistic? I like watching people be artistic and I like looking at other people’s art, if that counts. I wouldn’t label myself that trait at all, though.

Have you ever been to a concert? I have, but I usually keep my attendance to those once-in-a-lifetime acts as opposed to others who may go to shows as long as they hold some level of interest towards the artist. That’s why my checklist so far has only been One Direction and Paramore hahaha – then as long as I can see Beyoncé and BTS, I’d consider myself completely fulfilled in this department.

Have you ever performed in a play? Yes, in school. It was mandatory though. < Same. I’ve never been a theatre kid so I haven’t been in a play that was outside school and was outside being mandatory.

Do you like to dance? Not, like, professionally. I keep my dancing to swaying back and forth to music I vibe with.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? To be less of a control freak. I overwork myself to the point of exhaustion because I always want to make sure I have some sort of input over everything I do – and I wish I could just start laying off every once in a while.

What search engine do you use? Chrome, but I use Safari on my phone because I’m too lazy to download Chrome. Do you have a Facebook account? Yep.

What is your favourite food? Sushi. < Great answer, I’ll go with this too. Kwek-kwek is a close second.

Can you use chopsticks? I can. I feel like I don’t hold them correctly though because my food would occasionally fall off and I will also sometimes get finger cramps lol, but I can manage them well enough to feed myself.

Do you use a blowdryer on your hair? Only if I’m running really late and if I have a feeling that my hair wouldn’t dry fast enough while driving.

Do you use a flat iron? No and I never want to be anywhere near one. My mom had my hair rebonded a handful of times when I was younger even though I was always very vocal about how uncomfortable and unconfident having straight hair made me feel.

Do you have a cell phone? Yups.

What colour underwear are you wearing? Green.

What colour are most of your clothes? Black is still leading I think. I’ve been meaning to explore more colorful pieces but I’m just tooooooo lazy to shop and rehaul my closet.

Do you collect anything? K-pop merch. I won’t say I collect as a serious hobby, i.e. participating in photocard buy-and-sells, but I always buy from new collections and releases.

What colour are your eyes? They are dark brown.

Do you have any tattoos? I don’t have any. I did accompany my sister as she got her first-ever tattoo last Friday and both she and Angela asked when I planned on getting my first haha. 14 year old me (who wanted sleeves) would be so disappointed to find out her older self is now terrified of anything sharp LOL

Do you play video games? Eh, not really. I’ve always preferred watching others play, but not me. As a kid I used to watch my dad, older cousin, and uncles a lot; as I got older it transitioned to watching playthroughs and gaming vloggers on YouTube.

Do you speak any other languages? Other than English, Filipino. Do you wear makeup? Just foundation and concealer if my face is going through a rough breakout. Sometimes I’ll put on eyeliner if I’m feeling productive enough and if I have enough extra time.

How many times have you moved? That I can recall, two. I know we moved more times than that, but some of those instances happened when I was too young to remember.

What was the last food you ate? Yangnyeom chicken.

What was the last thing you had to drink? Coffee.

Do you liked grilled cheese? It’s fine, but I never look for it. I can’t remember the last time I had one.

Do you eat breakfast? Usually only during the weekends. Work consumes me the moment I wake up on weekdays.

Do you have a cat? No.

What is your favourite childhood memory? It was always my favorite when it came time to pick up my dad from the airport. His contracts to work abroad were longer when I was a kid, and we went without him every 6 months. Only when I got older did it start getting reduced to just 4 months.

What was your favourite movie as a kid? Toy Story. It still is my favorite children’s movie to this day. I remember liking Finding Nemo and Rapunzel too.

Have you ever dated someone online? No. I experimented with Bumble after my breakup but it was 100% for the ego boost, since it shows you who wants to match with you.

Do you like to take walks? Uhh as much as possible, no. I really wish I could like walking, but it just tires me out and I get bored easily even if I’m doing it with someone. Then again I also feel like this speaks about my fitness (and lack thereof) more than anything lol.

Are you going to college right now? Not anymore; I graduated two years ago.

If so, what is your major? I took up journalism.

Do you like school? It was fun in college because I was infinitely more independent than I ever was from when I was in Catholic school. Even learning was fun because I got to pick a significant portion of my classes, and because I was actually allowed to bring my laptop for note-taking. I barely have memories from my time in grade school and high school because I didn’t like those years too much.

What perfume/cologne do you wear? I don’t wear perfume much these days.

Do you keep a journal? If so how often do you write in it? It’s just this one. It’s updated a few times a week.

Have you ever traveled outside of your country? Yups.

Do you chew gum? Sometimes.

Do you live in a big city? Nope, I wouldn’t call it big.

How often do you go out to eat? Not very often at all, I’d say 4-5 times a month. I get food delivery way more frequently.

What is the last movie you saw in theatres? It was still Knives Out. There’s yet to be a movie that captures my interest enough to want to buy a movie ticket for it.

Have you ever dyed your hair? Once. It’s been due for redyeing for like the last...three months lol my roots have been looking awkward with the light brown now.

Do you drink tea? Nopes.

Do you subscribe to channels on youtube? I do.

Do you have a tumblr? Yup.

Do you watch anime? No, was never into it.

Can you cook? I cannot.

How old were you when you first started dating? 16. Are/Were your parents strict? It was mostly when I was young, which, knowing now how scatterbrained and unaware I was as a kid, is completely understandable today lol. I got better at handling myself as I got older and now whenever my mom attempts to still be strict with me, it’s usually my dad who manages her and tells her to back off.

Is your room messy? No.

Do you have Netflix? Yeah, we have a family plan so I technically have my own account under that.

Do you have any regrets? If so what do you regret? Small ones here and there that I barely remember. I don’t think I’ve had any life-changing regrets.

How are your grades? Pretty ok. I was always good at memorization and since most of the classes I had to take were objective-based, all I needed was to read modules and textbooks front to back and I was pretty much good to go. Conversely, my grades usually suffered under classes that are more open to interpretation – which explains why I hated subjects like philosophy.

Do you get nervous easily? Yeah I can get quite jumpy over anything.

What do you look for in a BF/GF? Someone sociable and adventurous - it’d be cool if I can pull them for a day of gallery viewing or rock climbing or pottery lessons, anything under the sun really. Onto more particular traits, I’m also quite sensitive when it comes to smell and hygiene so it’s ideal if they have these things covered too.

Have you ever written a song or poem? No, I’m not very good at creative writing and have never been.

Have you ever written a short story or novel? I attempted short stories as a teenager but all of those are gross. I never look back on them, haha.

Are/Were you in a school club? Yeah, but they were mandatory every year so it’s not like I had a choice.

Do you play an instrument? Sadly enough I don’t. Where do you want to be in 5 years? If I’ve moved out by then I’d consider it a success.

What do you never leave the house without? Phone, phone charger, wallet, car keys, vape pen.

What food(s) do you refuse to eat? Fruits.

Favourite candy? Maltesers.

Do you have a good relationship with your mom? It’s okay; it’s definitely so much better compared to how destructive it was in my younger years. I wouldn’t say we’re close though and I don’t think it would ever get to that point – we are too fundamentally different. I mean first of all she’s very very pious and I dislike anything that has to do with Christianity, so that will never be resolved between us. Most of her stances are also anchored towards that religion, and mine are the complete opposite.

Do you have a good relationship with your dad? It’s better than my mom’s. I also wouldn’t call myself close with my dad but it’s more of him not really being emotionally capable of closeness, and I accepted that a while ago. But other than that, we do have a good relationship and I appreciate that we’re on the same radar when it comes to beliefs and stuff.

What did you have for dinner last night? I didn’t have dinner the last two nights but last Friday, Angela and I went to our favorite Korean spot and got jjajangmyeon, dakgangjeong, tteokbokki, and gimbap.

Do you wear glasses? Every moment that I’m awake, yes.

Do you have any siblings? If so, do you get along with them? I don’t talk to my brother, but I’m solid with my sister, yes.

Do you watch reality tv shows? If so which ones? Yeah I used to like watching a number of reality shows like Keeping Up, Masterchef, anything baking and home improvement, lol. These days it’s reduced to Korean reality shows like 2 Days 1 Night and I Live Alone.

Do you listen to the Beatles? Nope.

Do you listen to No Doubt? No.

Do you listen to Nirvana? No.

Do you listen to The Cure? No.

How many songs are on your iPod? I haven’t used an iPod since high school.

What do you miss most about your childhood? Playing outside. I don’t miss like 95% of it though; my childhood wasn’t that positively remarkable.

How many pets do you have? Two.

What kind of pets do you have? I have two dogs. What colour are the walls in your room? White.

Do you write "To-Do" lists? I have a virtual to-do list that I keep on Google Sheets. I love love love that sheet and keep it on from the moment I clock in until I clock out.

Do you procrastinate often? Yes, I am really bad (or good??) with procrastination.

What is your favourite book? I don’t have any.

Did you hate any of your teachers? Yes so many from my old school. Others had their favorite students and neglected the rest, others were unnecessarily terrifying, others happened to just dislike me. Whatever it is they were part of the reason I disliked my time in that school.

Have you ever been depressed? Yep.

How do you handle stress? Entertainment through YouTube.

What are you looking forward to? SLEEPING. I’ve been socializing the last three days, barely saw my room and barely had a weekend. At this point I just can’t wait to have a comfy night’s rest.

#survey #surveys

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Who the hell had the bright idea to put Billy in the deprivation tank without talking about it first and making sure Steve was there and the nurses and people he already knows?! IDIOTS!

Why would anyone think that is a good thing to to to someone who went through all that shit! Also, those nurses are all so unfriendly?! I almost feel personally offended because I work in healthcare and I sure hope we are not all that unfriendly in real life. 😂😂😂

“Well congratulations on being entirely useless, cos now the 'real bitchy' one?” Sam scowled as he punched in the numbers to the Harrington house. “Is gonna show up to deal with this and trust me, that’s not going to be great for anyone.”

I kinda LOVE this! Dr.Owens, a full grown man afraid of 'Bitchy' Steve Harrington. I LOVE IT! 😂😂😂

But man, I love how fierce Steve gets when something goes wrong and Billy is in trouble. There is no doubt about his feelings for Billy then, he would literally put himself in harm's way to save Billy and that makes me smile and giggle like a loon.

“And for the record,” Sam added as he strode away down the hall. “You have no idea what those boys have been through, or how far from normal their every day is, so why don’t you shut the hell up about them and their soulmate bond.”

Okay! One point of Dr. Owens!

I've met some really really amazing nurses in my life and especially post Covid I hold nothing but like buckets of respect for healthcare workers.

BUT. As a woman of color residing in a highly prejudiced state (arizona) who spent several years on the very low end of income... I can tell you first hand how awful some healthcare professionals can be when they let their personal prejudices combined with the sheer exhaustion of the job get in the way of their work.

Beyond that though, I'd argue even in canon the nurses at Hawkins Lab aren't exactly typical nurses or orderlies. You can't tell me the same people who greenlit experiments on Eleven are in any way the same sort of people who put polka dot stickers on little kids after getting their school vaccinations. They're less healthcare workers and more "employees with medical knowledge"

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Breaking up would probably make me the asshole

Need to vent, and need advice though.

Anyway, 31f (me) 29m (SO) and we are approaching the two year mark of the relationship. We met at work, started as coworkers, friends, eventually he got pretty drunk at my house and asked me out. He’s found a new job since, which is part of my current… unhappiness

Let’s start with one of the big ones. He shares a child (7m) with his ex (45f) and this woman DESPISES me. I’ve never met her, the only time she has wanted to meet me was trying to convince my SO that we should go to her house for Christmas. For reference, she lives with another of her exes with whom she has three kids, a third ex also lives there, and I felt very uncomfortable and declined but sent gifts. He went to be with his son which I supported. (This was a year ago, she still regularly mentions to my SO and his mom that I lack integrity for showing up)

Anyway, she’s also accused me of being a demon witch (literally) who has cursed her, tried to have her run over or otherwise killed, psychically attacked her (she saw an evil rose with a face watching her but she caught it because she’s full of healing light) stealing my SO’s truck to put sugar in her gas tank, and not allowing my SO to talk to her. This is scratching the surface, we’re talking hundred and hundreds of texts to my SO. He’s let me read them when they’re extra wild, he no longer responds.

They met in the army, he was 18 when they started sleeping together. It was on again off again the whole time according to him, and they periodically slept together pretty much until he met me and from what he tells me, it’s always been pretty… intense and toxic and she’s very controlling. She messaged me about two weeks after we got together which she has done to everyone he’s sort of dated after her.

They’re currently in a custody battle. It’s been very exhausting for both of us. He’s not very good at… dealing with her. He just ignores her until she quiets down again and he doesn’t like to unpack or remember their shared past. I try to help (gather information or evidence, remind him to talk to his lawyer etc) when he asks because o think it’s what a good girlfriend would do I guess. Maybe I’m overstepping? I just don’t want our whole relationship to always have her looming in the background.

His new job has crazy hours. He works midnight to 11 or noon. Sleeps from 3-4 in the afternoon to 11:30 or so at night. Which roughly translates to I get to see him for a full day on Saturday and a half day on Sunday. He’s always too busy to text or to call. Our contact is minimal during the week. I know it’s fine for some people, and long distance relationships are harder, but it’s a struggle for me. I felt almost betrayed when he volunteered for this shift. To go from talking every day and regular dates to waiting 8-10 hours for a text reply is… just really hard for me. He has his son on weekends, and while I love the kid in my own way (I’ve never wanted kids, so we’re more like friends than a parent child relationship) it would be really nice to have adult time with my boyfriend again. We could do a babysitter, yes, but the ex tends to freak and I feel awful asking for him to give up his dad time when he gets so little to start with. When I ask about maybe changing jobs or something he always says he’s sorry made this choice and he misses me but doesn’t seem interested in looking yet. The weekends are fun and I do enjoy them, but it’s hard to not feel like we don’t really have a relationship anymore we just have sex on the weekends that is perpetually interrupted by the kid wanting to sleep in his dads room. It’s an extremely stressful job, management. He’s always exhausted and angry it seems like. His job is all he talks about.

Now the big kicker. Two months ago, SO was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. I went with him with him the appointment that confirmed it. I’ve made time, requested the time off of work to be at the appointments, I’m his ride and his support person for surgery next month to remove it.

Its selfish to want more from him with all this going on but I do. I want to be able to talk to him and have breakfast with him when I stay over and have dates and when I have a bad day I want to be able to ask for a freaking hug. It’s not that I don’t have friends, but I miss his support. I manage to be there when he needs or wants me, no matter what but I’m left to deal with everything in my life on my own.

I love him but I’m so unhappy the way things are. I want out of the relationship the way it is now. But I feel horrible thinking that when he genuinely does need support from someone. Should I go? Or is it wrong? Selfish?

More rant then a question. But advice is welcome

Reddit was crap

#relationship #off my chest