#they are sleepy and dumb and in love

[pollyna]

Maverick wakes up at 3 in the morning just to drag Ice with him to the only supermarket he knows it's open at that hour because he doesn't have any more cereal for breakfast.

"No cereal, no Ice over for breakfast. No acceptable mission paramater, nope, " he finds himself rumbling, half asleep more than awake, while he walks towards the cereal aisle.

Ice can't help but laugh a little, following his boyfriend around, with his hand around the ham of Mav's shirt because he's even more asleep than him.

(They end up buying 8 boxes of cereals, 2 of which are Bradley's favourite kind.

"So I'm sure we are never going to run out of your favourite cereal, and that won't give you the idea of going home for breakfast," Mav points out, kissing Ice's rosy cheeks.)

[vaynglories]

clingy

[naathanuwu]

GUYS GUYS IM TOTALLY NOT INDULGING !!!! LOOK AWAY OMGG AAHH DIES

Anyway meet Ozzie (Oswald Keller)! He just lowk vibing inside your walls (his epithet shhh) I love the friends to lovers slowburn pipeline so that’s what’s going on there

Dating allegations before they’d even consider it. Idk I’m just feeling very cringe rn so probably expect more Oswald stuff. Been doing some writing. If you’re feeling cute pls do drop an ask in my ask box. Would be very appreciated.

[chiliger]

*stands with hands on hips, staring at the floor* Look, I know we love to have the Command Batch be close brothers in art and fics. I am a staunch lover of the trope myself.

But what about, like in real life, where the people we grew up with or went to school with, they just fall out of contact. The friends made in high school don't always remain lifelong friends.

Yeah, they can say "we'll call each other and message everyday," or "we should hang out when our leaves overlap." But the war gets in the way of everything, like it tends to do. Slowly but surely the messages in the group chat peter out. There are too many things to do, and duty takes first priority over keeping contact with the people they knew as kids.

It's not for wont of trying, the commanders would still send little messages to each other, but it could be hours, days or weeks before there's a reply because of conflicting zones, lack of signal, or other messages pushing the chat further down the list.

There's also just the fact that the commanders find their people. Meaning, through time and shared experiences with their battalions, other clones click right into place, possibly even deeper than their batchmates. The camaraderie in surviving a massacre with only two of your men surviving is different than the experience of constant dehumanization on Coruscant.

It comes to a point where the Command Batch become, for lack of thinking of a better word, almost strangers to each other. They still keeps tabs on one another, just to make sure they're still alive, but that's pretty much as far as it goes now. Maybe they'll chitchat when their battalions work together, but the mission has to come first, so most of the talking is planning and strategizing. Even when their leaves do overlap, the thought of messaging for a meet-up might feel like a nuisance, because surely your batchmates are exhausted and don't want to be bothered.

So it goes, the commanders may have been close once, but that connection has been stretched and warped by war and time. They still have love for each other and it won't ever be forgotten, because how can anyone forget the people you grew up with. They were the right people they needed back then, but they're no longer the right people now.

[waltzing-rats]

More bic memes

[kinnbig]

he’s fine :)

[potatoidunno]

gojo when he games with you: minecraft edition

he's too pretty to gather more than 2 stacks of wood :3

would rather spend his time running 2k blocks out to find a flower biome than help you do anything useful (but the flowers are for you sooo…)

does not ask to put his bed beside yours---he wants to sleep in the same bed (and no, he doesn't care that you can't skip the night this way)

does not replant crops after harvesting

does not sort chests properly in the storage room

tosses his trash items everywhere (your inventory is always full whenever you walk around the base)

purposefully starts raids when you're in the village and then runs away, leaving you to fend for yourself

"honey i've returned home from the war" (he's been caving for all of 5 minutes)

follows tutorial builds to the T but 100% claims he came up with the design itself ("dude… i'm literally watching the video right now?" / "no, you're not!" / "??? what? but i-" / "no!!")

always leaves you a sign with a stupid message/joke when you go afk

(if you use proximity chat) you best believe you gotta find a way to lower this mf's volume

abuses the goat horns (uses them to announce his presence every time he returns to base)

he does give you the good armour and tools he finds though (claims he doesn't need it cause apparently he's the strongest... even in minecraft-)

sulks and refuses to play for 20 minutes when he inevitably dies to a baby zombie

actually easily riled by toxic players when y'all hop on the public pvp servers ("satoru! you can't say that, you're going to get banned" / "but i have to defend my honour! they called me a-" / "THEY'RE 11")

[b1mbodoll]

i just think. high sex would be fun

[superbellsubways]

collapses on ground ima tired

[brokenrefraction]

my hero ❤

[wickmitz]

was once again glancing at the lackadaisy reddit and i genuinely feel a little crazy about how people perceive the wick and mitzi arc from retinue to sneakthief? or, honestly, their arc in general. to act as though wick is some patron saint greatly amuses me when it’s implied by mitzi and the comic that wick had either proposed a business deal himself or had been very amendable to talk about it after their kiss and / or other intimate acts last night … mitzi didn’t pull this out of her ass! she did not put this upon wick randomly. it was something they mutually agreed to do, and given how hard wick tries to wiggle away from the conversation without outright saying no ( aka giving excuses to stall ) i would even guess he essentially already agreed to such a deal, in the throes of passion, only for him to not fully mean it later. this doesn’t mean it was right at all for her to then steal from wick! this isn’t me excusing that! but wick isn’t some poor meow meow either in this scenario, even if he is the ‘lesser’ evil overall.

and tbh i also think the conversation was doomed from the start : wick was horrifically exhausted and was still too shaken up by rocky’s ‘joke’ to fully engage with mitzi, as well as finally having church’s warning start to weigh on him … and then there’s mitzi, who wasn’t faring any better! what with viktor out of commission, asa turning on her, mordecai threatening her, and then having spent most of the afternoon hearing her dead husband’s name be thrown around. in order to hurt her and scare her into obedience, mind you. like, neither were in any state to discuss business or romance!! so it’s no surprise it went poorly. especially when both of them were equally sore and testy during their date.

[bloodiedbod]

I need to find my collar. It's missing..🥹

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I also need to get a new collar,

but I was hoping I'd have one given to me as in yk... By now, but I'll just have to buy myself another one since I don't have an owner/partner of anykind currently.😅

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🍃🐶

[copiawife]

finished with the moffat era so! updated doctor who episode tierlist <3 lots of hot takes here i think but it's all pretty unserious mostly based on vibes!

[whoupsqlointing]

bro animating motion is hard how the hell do people do this with just their brains

[bespectacledbun]

oh my gods. @syneilesis i am so, SO sorry. i was up to 4 playing idv and reading fanfic and was half delirious when I sent that ask. thought I hallucinated it until I woke up to your response in my inbox but no it was very much real hfbsnsnmmamsnkdkfv

but hmmm for silvio it could be either he tries out the True University Housing ExperienceTM (aka a loudass common dorm or a shitty little apartment with roommates) OR alfio kicked him out of the house and cut his fundings so he has no other choice but a shared apartment LMAO. idk I just think the idea of silvio having to rough it out in a dinky little apartment where shit breaks once a week is very much amusing am I projecting? oh yes absolutely

also YOU ALWAYS FIND WAYS TO READ MY MIND!!!! /pos I've been messing around with the idea of a drunk ONS with beast Keith and then seeing meek Keith in class the next day and going ??? are they twins??? internally ajsjdjfkgg I think it would make for some incredibly comedic situations 😂 although before that I want to make sure I actually learn to write keith properly which is why I've been research on DID and reached out to a couple friends who I know are systems so I can properly depict him and not lean into ableist stereotypes hahsjfg which is why I'm hesitant to start anything with him juuuust yet

[itsadragonaesthetic]

Forgive me for my rambling incoherent nature for I am very tired and scatterbrained. (Post about finding community and connection as a dummy little white American below the cut)

But like, sometimes... I don't know how I feel about things as an American. In general... honestly. I'm mostly white, raised in a white family. I have zero connection to my genetic ancestry, and I don't know most of it anyway. My mom's side is just, mostly white Americans that go back maybe hundreds of unrecorded years. My dad's side is Italian and Irish Catholics. I could not be more far removed from that culture. I grew up in an ecological community that no one in my family has ever known or cared about until I was born.

I just feel like this creature, abandoned to freedom. I feel like this is a very white American thing to say, but I have no... inherent culture at all. None that was given to me by generations of family, considering they all cut ties with me and my parents a long time ago. Me and my immediate family have just been adrift in the ebbs and flows of American life.

But I meet groups of people who have never been to the place I grew up and they have... a lot of reactions. They tell me they hate it here, mostly. They comment on the light stone architecture. They ask me about the old stone buildings in the middle of nowhere. They think the plant life is ugly. They hate how dry and "dead" everything is. They mispronounce words that I kinda forgot were native or Spanish words. People comment on how much I know about the plants.

I think about it sometimes and I feel really connected to this place. We have special holidays unique to only this city. Its nearly the birding capital of the lower 48. This place is literally covered in art. Every empty building face has a mural. The mountains stand like comforting friends to me. I really do feel like this place is a huge part of who I am.

Sometimes I go by Sentinel Peak. The hill the city was named after (an O'odham word that means "at the base of the black hill"). It was used as a sort of landmark to get to a spring where there were ancient settlements. Some of the houses and grinding bowls still stand and are still maintained by the O'odham. There is actually still a garden there dedicated to giving nursery jobs to the disabled.

Like you can guess, some Christian people built a church and began to kick natives out. The Black Hill became Sentinel Peak; a sentinel lookout for Apache invaders. The mountain is now mostly famous for the giant white 'A' that was built by university students around 100 years ago (giving it its somewhat more common name, "A Mountain"). It is also home to an annual firework display every 4th of July that can be seen from every corner of the city. The biggest problem is that the black hill is covered in invasive cattle grasses that combust easily. Every year, the black hill persists in maintaining its name.

I love that hill to bits. It hurts to think of its past, and I feel guilty for even looking at it from my paved sidewalk just under a giant, somewhat ugly highway that has pretty much destroyed any chance for archeological digs or cultural restoration. But I frequently remind myself that negativity gets me nowhere. I begin to feel humbled for this mountain letting me make not only a physical home, but a spiritual home here too. It's like an infinitely forgiving grandmother who welcomes me with open arms despite any wrongdoing people who look like me have done. It's because of the resilience of this mountain, it's people, and it's ecosystem that I have somewhere that my heart can call home.

Then I pull out my calendar and plan another invasive grass pull at the Base of the Black Hill.