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Hey! I SWEAR I’LL STOP SENDING IN REQUESTS lmao but I really really enjoyed your jumin Halloween charity fic and recommended making a part two for Christmas time and you said to remind you in December and here we are! Obviously you don’t have to do it but I wish you a happy holidays nonetheless take care!
Aw literally don’t worry about it you are the absolutely sweetest and I love writing things for you !! Thank you SO MUCH for reminding me I’m all excited to write this now
Holiday Charity Stream (pt1) - Jumin
Summary: after the insane success of your Halloween live stream for charity, you’ve been asked to hold a Christmas one. This time there are fun games and some RFA guests too
This time you were ready for the event. Last stream was a little slow going because you weren’t used to such a large, diverse audience, but this time you felt a bit more confident. It was helpful too that the RFA members were going to be guests on the livestream, taking some of the slack off you.
Baby-wise things were going pretty well. You had just started your second trimester, thank goodness. Your morning sickness was gone and you even had a little bump to show for it. This was something people were always so excited about! But you chose to dress up in an oversized sweater. You didn’t want to feel self-conscious; even if you were pregnant, people always talked.
Shaking that thought from your mind, you made your way onto the couch next to your husband to get ready to start your stream. You were now streaming on five international channels and YouTube. It was exciting to see how much everyone enjoyed the last one!
“Are you feeling alright?” Jumin asked, placing a kiss to your forehead, resting a hand on gently on your stomach. “If you don’t feel well at any time, we can take over. It’s okay, really. Everyone will understand.”
“I know.” You smiled at him. “But I’m feeling really good actually. Super energized. Excited to raise some money and have fun.”
He chuckled, smiling fondly down at you. He was dressed in a cute Christmas sweater as well; you had convinced him that sweater Jumin > suit Jumin, at least for these livestreams. Made him far less intimidating. He said he was starting to look and dress like a dad. It made your heart flutter.
Jaehee came over and set a glass of water next to you. She had been shoving water down your throat all day. You half-glared at her. Any more water and you’d probably drown. You knew she was just looking out for you as a friend though.
“Don’t pout like that,” she fake-scoffed. Jumin straightened up upon hearing her tone. He must not have fully understood you and your friend’s dynamic. “Mr. Han, please make sure she keeps drinking. The lights are hot and I don’t want her to get sick.”
“I’m fine,” you rolled your eyes. You grabbed her hand though, shooting her a smile to let her know you were teasing her. “Thanks for watching out for me Jaehee.”
“We’re starting in 2. I’ll make sure everything is in order.” She excused herself, leaving you and your husband sitting in front of the bright lights and the camera.
“No big surprises this time, huh?” Jumin asked. The tech people came over and started hooking microphones on the two of you.
You leaned over to look him in the eyes. “I don’t think I could pull another one on you. What would it be? Twins?”
“I don’t know if we could handle twins,” he teased.
“I wish we would have gotten the baby’s sex by now. That could’ve been a fun thing to share too.” Oh well. Gender reveal parties were usually toxic anyways.
“Have you ever thought about keeping it a secret? Not finding out until they’re born?” He asked. The people moved away, finished with their job. There was a gleam in Jumin’s eye.
“Hmmm... if you want to then we can do that. Gonna be a pain to theme the room though.”
“Worth it.”
The cameraman started counting down the start of the stream, grabbing your attention. This time you’d open up the video.
“Hi everyone! Happy Holidays from the Hans! We are just so excited to be spending the holiday season with you and your family, and raising money for such a great cause.” You went on to explain a little bit about today’s charity, an organization that made gift packages for the Low income children in the city to make sure they got presents on their special holiday.
“Remember, please give what you can,” Jumin chimes in. “Also, I’ve heard word that those who donate a certain amount will be able to send us a message.” He looked over at you. “That’s kinda cute.”
You giggled. It was cute. “Today we’re going to have a few very special guests from our organization, the RFA, with us, and lots of fun challenges and games. It seems my poor husband has been living under a rock and missing out on a lot of fun holiday things.”
He chuckled again, rolling his eyes playfully at you. A top donation came in already! It was a news site. They thanked you for supporting such a good cause and then asked how far along you were.
“Oh! I’ve just entered my second trimester.” Your hand instinctively rested on your stomach. “I have the tiniest bump, but it’s one of those things where you swear you can see the difference but aren’t sure if it’s just you going crazy.”
Jumin’s hand joined your own, linking his fingers with yours. “It’s been very exciting. We’re anxious to meet the little one, but we’ve got a long way to go.”
“Now, for our first guest of the night, we have the musical actor Zen! Let’s all give him a warm welcome through the screen,” you segued.
Zen walked out onto the set. He was wearing a high necked black sweater. He looked very posh. The color contrasted well with his pale skin and hair. He looked all ready to go, but walked in with caution.
“Hi Zen!” You got up to go over and give him a hug. Jumin and him awkwardly shook hands. “We had to have you here first while the set was absolutely clear of any cat allergens.”
Jumin looked over at the camera, rolling his eyes, somewhat playfully. “He’s allergic,” he explained.
“Well I appreciate that.” Zen focused his attention on you, taking a seat next to you on the couch, you squished between the two men. “I’m so happy to be here today. What fun thing have you got planned?”
“Well, I thought we could do a finish that lyric, Christmas Carol edition! Jaehee picked the songs, so I don’t even know what’s going to play, that way I could take part in it too.” You had thought long and hard about different challenges that would highlight everything so wonderful about each of the members, and you’d be an idiot not to have Zen do something related to performing. Jumin didn’t have too bad of a voice either. It was a nice warm baritone. You liked it when he thought you were asleep and sang to the baby, soft enough that you could just barely hear. He really was the sweetest man and oh no you were definitely flushing.
Zen nudged you gently with his shoulder. “What a great idea! I’m excited to crush this one.”
Jumin quirked an eyebrow, chiming in: “Oh no, I’m going to crush this one.”
You decided to let them have their little rivalry. You were certain Jumin wouldn’t win, he never listened to the radio. Zen was a maybe, but you were semi confident in your own skills. You listened to holiday music all the time, especially in your childhood.
Jumin got the more traditional Christian ones. Oh Holy Night was all his. There were way too many verses for you to remember. Away in a Manger? Nailed it. Zen focused on the classic Christmas songs: Jingle Bells, Frosty, Rudolph. When things got a little newer and sometimes a bit more vague, that’s where you really stepped it up. Rocking Around the Christmas Tree, Christmas Wrapping. Dammit! Zen stole All I Want For Christmas Is You. That’s okay. Last Christmas, The Chipmunk Song. Thank goodness you were forced to watch the glee Christmas specials by one of your friends; they really covered all of these.
“It looks like it’s a tie.” Zen commented, looking down at the scoresheet. You and him had an even number of wins, Jumin trailing behind.
“No, you must’ve forgotten.” Jumin took the pen and paper and glanced at it. Zen was right. “Uh- my wife and I obviously count as a team. So we win.” He scratched his neck awkwardly. You and Zen just laughed, brushing him off. You’d have to force him to endure the Glee Christmas special eventually as well; it was the best way to learn all the songs.
You gave Zen a present to thank him for coming (a bountiful bouquet of roses), and sent him off. Time to answer some viewer questions while you waited for the next guest. Another glass of water was set next to you.
“What does Elizabeth the III want for Christmas?” You read off the question list. “Oh! I guess we can bring her out now that Zen is gone, huh?”
One of the workers let Elizabeth out of your bedroom and she strolled over to you, stretching then jumping on the top of the couch.
“If only I could talk to her to find out,” Jumin sighed wistfully. Oh no. You had to change the topic before he got another business idea.
“I’m sure what she really wants is a nap! She sure does love napping.” Your draw for attention was not subtle, but to Jumin it was. Jaehee wiped a bead of sweat off her forehead from behind the camera.
“And!” You added, cutting Jumin off before he could even think to say something, “speaking of animals, our next guest is currently studying to be a veterinarian. This is Yoosung Kim!”
Yoosung came onto the set, tripping over a cord that luckily was not connected to anything important. Jumin stood up quickly to make sure the poor boy didn’t fall, and Yoosung’s ears turned bright red out of embarrassment. “Sorry, it’s really bright up here.”
“I’m feeling the exact same way, trust me. Yoosung, do you wanna know what game I’ve planned for us this time?” You asked, trying to smooth over the embarrassment Yoosung must have felt.
“Sure!”
“We’re all going to be making gingerbread houses! Yoosung, I know you’re a good cook, so I’m going to leave one house to you, and I’m going to team up with Jumin to see if we can even attempt to build something that stands up,” you explained. The chef came in and placed the cookie pieces on a tray in front of you, white frosting already in piping bags and bowls of candy laid out.
“All the gingerbread is fresh-made. I’ve never built one of these but I’m quite excited to try,” Jumin grinned. He was being so sweet and enthusiastic about the stream; it was nice to see him so open to broadening his horizons.
You had ten minutes on the clock. When they started, you immediately got to work, explaining to Jumin how to do it. At first, he tried to stand up the pieces without any frosting to connect. Then you told the poor sweet boy that that is not how they work. You got to work piping a thick layer of frosting on the edges of the pieces to stick together, and left Jumin to hold them in place while the frosting hardened.
You glanced over at Yoosung. How did he glue everything together by now!? He was just one person. You tightened the top of your frosting bag, piping snow onto the roof. “You wanna line the top in candy? I think it’ll look cute,” you suggested to Jumin. “I’ll do the windows while you do that.”
Jumin nodded, grabbing gumdrops and nestling them into the pile of frosting on the roof. As you were piping a window into place, part of the roof fell on your frosting bag, squirting frosting all over the side of the house. “Jumin!” You squealed.
“Sorry. I think I pressed too hard.” He sounded stressed. He grabbed the roof and tried to stick it back on. “How much time do we have?” He asked Jaehee.
“Thirty seconds.”
“Thirty seconds!?” You exclaimed. “Hurry Jumin stick it back on!!!” You desperately tried to scrape the excess frosting off the wall of the house. Looks like you were losing this one.
“And time!”
You set the frosting bag down. You couldn’t stop giggling. You glanced over at Yoosung’s. It looked so good it could have been on the front of the ‘build your own’ kits. “Look at ours!” You told him, trying to contain your laughter.
The second you all turned to look the roof caved in and fell again. “It... has a skylight.” Jumin explained, trying to make up an excuse for why you would be missing HALF the roof.
“Why is there all that snow on the one side?” Yoosung asked. He seemed genuinely confused.
“Uh... blizzard came in from the North,” you explained.
Jumin chuckled at that one.
“Well that’s an awful place to have a skylight then. Wouldn’t it snow all over the house?” Why did Yoosung think this design was intentional? Did he hear all your frantic squealing?
“Uh... creativity.” Jumin shrugged. “We don’t need a judge. You can send the judge away. We can just give this one to Yoosung.” His cheeks were bright red; he obviously did not want to show off the current house, fully in shambles because of the two of you. It was honestly hysterical.
“And for your prize Yoosung we got you a LOLOL gift card!” You cheered, handing the card to Yoosung. He thanked the two of you for letting him join and gave you both a quick little hug. He was the absolute sweetest.
“We’ve got another comment this time around,” Jumin informed you, grabbing onto your hand and shifting closer to you to get more comfortable.
“Okay, you wanna read it?”
Jumin scooted closer to the screen so he could read it better. “They say ‘Hi! I love you two so much. You seem like the sweetest couple. Will you be my mom and dad?’” Jumin turned to look at you. “I don’t quite understand how that works.” Back to the camera. “You want us to adopt you?”
“Oh! Thank you for the message. Uhm, Honey, I think they mean like ‘internet mom and dad’” you explained.
“What’s that?”
“No adoption necessary. Just like... you know what? I don’t know how to explain it. I’d love to be your mom, so long as you don’t expect me to do anything ,” you told the camera, smiling widely.
“Sure okay. Then I can handle the role of dad.” Jumin shrugged. “We’re going to go for a five minute break now and then bring back some more guests for even more fun activities.”
You were super excited to bring in Jaehee and V. You were going to ask them to be the baby’s godparents. It was so exciting and so special, but right now, your main focus was that during this break you had to pee.
Part 2 coming soon :))
#mystic messenger#mysme#Jumin han#// OOOPS FORGOT TO ADD TAGS#// SHOUTOUT TO THE FOLLOWERS WHO ALREADY SAW THIS LOL#itsannaslife
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Whatever happened, Rowella was always herself, dry and cool of speech, critical of eye, able and willing but never ‘warm’.
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Night and Day - Re-Review #56
I’m playing catch up a bit here, and I think it shows, so I’m really sorry!
Hmm... I feel like I’ve seen this before somewhere.
Maybe in a slightly different form.
Houseman and Gray. There are some known names. I mean, Houseman is now female, Andi Houseman, but explained very well - “kid of my old partner”. So we’re meant to assume IR never met Eddie in this version. But Bob Gray is still Bob.
But either way, there’s a TOS counterpart which is Eddie Houseman.
You know, the character who is awkwardly dressed similarly to Virgil.
I mean, okay, TOS got the look first, but still, it’s a little strange every time I see that scene.
Still, there they are, enjoying a nice cup of tea, what could possibly go wrong?
Ka-boom!
(Ka-bloom)!
So, now we have a crew trapped, waiting for the rise of the sun to catch up with them. Gosh, I’ve joked before about night and day always catching up with me, but this really is no joke.
Now, who can possibly get there to help them in time, all the way up on Mercury?
Well... who you gonna’ call? International Rescue.
Sorry - not sorry - couldn’t resist.
“We’ve only got a sliver of time before the sun comes up and those miners are cooked.”
“There’s another problem. Thunderbird Three’s life support can’t handle the entire crew at once.”
How does John stay that calm?
“Brains, are you bringing every tool in the hanger?”
“You can’t be too careful, Alan.”
“You have your brain, Brains.”
Very true. What was Grandma saying back in ‘Falling Skies’ about trusting your instincts?
Brains is in Thunderbird Three! This was nice to see. I do quite like it when we get Brains out on a mission actually. It makes for a pleasant change.
“Thunderbird Three is g-go! I’ve always wanted to say that.”
Is that meant to be a hint towards Brains favourite Thunderbird?
“Remember my first moped?”
“The one that you drove into the ocean?”
So we gave the boy a rocket? Logical.
If Brains fixed that moped though, yeah I bet there’s nothing he can’t fix.
“We’re putting our lives in someone else’s hands.”
“Yeah, I know.”
People do that quite often. In fact, in day to day life, we all do to some extent.
Brains amuses me.
“Brains, is it?”
“No, I’m Alan.”
Hello, I am Brains, behind some boxes.
“Hello. How do you-”
Ooops!
His boot looks like Iron Man’s!
Look at Alan trying to make the cool entrance.
“Fist bump?”
Trust Alan.
“Alan, you’re going for a drive.”
“Yes!”
Why do I feel like that was a bad choice?
“Oh really, let’s review.”
We are, Alan, rather shortly though I’ll give you that.
So basically, Alan is driving some solar panels out and hoping to make it back without becoming toast in the process. Cross your fingers and toes, friends. In fairness, he was the one to say he loves dangerous missions.
“We don’t have a secondary flywheel.”
“I saw it on the schematics.”
Uh... way to show someone up, Brains! Always check your schematics people.
“Piece of cake. You forgot to add try not to melt.”
The only way this could have been any better, is if Gordon was sat with Alan like in ‘Deep Search’. The humour would be ten times again.
So this is clearly the episode where Alan learnt to drive all over again...
“Put her in a low gear and rock it up slowly.”
It all makes sense now.
“On the bright side, we’ve bought ourselves ten more days of life support.”
“Shame we only have two more hours before we’re baking in the sun.”
Don’t do that Andi - Brains was being positive for once!
“This is over isn’t it.”
“We have a saying at International Rescue. It’s never over. We always find a way.”
Yes, they do. And good thing too.
“The way I see it, International Rescue still has time to evacuate some of the crew.”
A real human being! Another TAG rarity.
“Oh yeah! Parker taught me this trick! It’s just like starting a car by pushing it down a hill!”
Good to see a bit of ‘Designated Driver’ references thrown in.
Push starts usually do work for reference. Not a long term solution in many cases, but they buy time.
“The sun isn’t rising unless I say it’s rising.”
“I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way, pal.”
Imagine if the world did? That would be crazy.
Life is about learning something every day! Except maybe not how much Alan sweats...
And a scenery shot to end it all, because you know me.
#thunderbirds are go#Scott tracy#john tracy#virgil tracy#gordon tracy#alan tracy#tracy island#International rescue#Night and day#CITV#ITV#TAG#TOS#Re-Review Series#Darkestwolfx#Houseman#Eddie Houseman#Brains#Tin-Tin#Kayo#MAX
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Hufflepuff’s Secret Weapons
Summary: It's Mariana's first Quidditch match and Gabe and the other Hufflepuffs are ready to cheer her on.
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Gabe felt his legs burn as he sprinted down the stairs in Hogwarts, cursing under his breath when he stumbled and fell slightly before regaining his balance and skidding down the hallway. His Hufflepuff robes blew in the wind while he moved through the outside walkway and towards the Grand Hall where he hoped he’d find a certain redhead Hufflepuff. His feet slid to a screeching halt when he entered the Grand Hall only to see that who he was looking for wasn’t there. Giving an awkward wave to the nearby Professor Pete who looked slightly peeved at his loud entrance, he dipped out of the room.
Just my luck. Gabe’s footsteps grew louder as he continued his search. She had promised to go to the Quidditch match with him and yet here he was searching half of the castle for her. How was it so hard to find a 5’11” girl, especially one who was as social and friendly as Sophie? He was about to turn down another corridor and hoped that his luck would be better when all of a sudden he heard a familiar laugh. It was Renata and wherever Renata was he was mostly likely to find the twins. Running towards the sound, he started to pick up on some of the conversation.
“Come on, Sophie, wasn’t it a fun surprise?” Renata’s mischief seeped deep into her words while still maintaining a cheery tone.
“No, Renata, Belch powder in my lunch wasn’t as much fun as you might think. I-” Sophie’s sentence was interrupted by a loud burp.
Renata’s laughter grew louder at that.
“I’m serious,” Sophie’s tone soon devolved into a fit of laughter as well though. “I was really looking forward to that roast chicken and mashed potatoes.”
“But it shouldn’t have affected the taste,” Renata stated simply.
Sophie was about to reply when she heard the crashing footsteps of Gabe. “Hey, Gabe. What’s up?” Sophie smiled over at her friend before her expression changed and her eyes grew large. “Oh shit, I forgot! It’s Mari’s first game.”
“Yeah, and I was looking everywhere for you,” Gabe said through short pauses as he caught his breath.
“I’m so sorry, I’ll buy you a butterbeer to make up for it.”
An excited smile appeared on Gabe’s lips. “I’m holding you to that, Soph.”
“I wouldn’t dare break a food promise,” Sophie smiled back at her fellow Hufflepuff before looking towards her best friend. “Don’t think this is over, Renata,” Sophie started to run backwards alongside Gabe.” No one messes with my food and gets away with it!” Sophie tried to have a serious look on her face but it was clear that she was having fun.
Renata chuckled at her with a bright smile. “Oh, I look forward to what trick you’ll try to pull!” Renata cupped her hands around her mouth. “Wish Mari luck for me!”
With that the two Hufflepuffs were off, talking excitedly about Mariana’s first Quidditch match.
“She’s totally gonna kick ass today,” Sophie looked over at Gabe with a smile.
“Yeah, I know! She’s been working super hard,” Gabe’s bright smile faded for a moment, replaced by a nervous look.
“Don’t worry. Keeper is the safest position on a Quidditch team,” Sophie’s comforting words seemed to help a bit.
Gabe gave a small nod and before they knew it they were at Quidditch pitch.
“Excuse me, sorry, excuse me,” Gabe flashed an apologetic smile as he moved past his fellow Hufflepuffs and made it to the front row area of the Hufflepuff viewing box. Already sitting there was
Prisha who gave a quick smile then motioned towards the two seats next to her.
“Thanks for saving us spots,” Sophie plopped down at the seat next to the Ravenclaw.
“The match is about to start in a few minutes. I was beginning to think you’d forgotten.”
Sophie was about to speak up to defend herself when Gabe leaned forward. “She did.”
“Hey!” Sophie playfully whacked Gabe’s shoulder before looking back at her friend. “But yeah, he’s right. I did almost forget because of Renata. She put BUUUURP,” Sophie shook her head from the force of the burp. “She put Belch powder in my food.”
Gabe started laughing beside Sophie while Prisha waved the air in front of her. “I could’ve never guessed,” Prisha’s sarcasm dripped with her words.
“But,” Sophie lifted up a finger, “I was able to make it thanks to Gabe. Besides, I couldn’t miss the match where Vi and Mari kick Slytherin’s ass.” Gabe nodded energetically with that statement.
Prisha was about to comment when Gabe shot up from his seat.
“There they are!” The other two followed his finger and noticed that the Hufflepuff Quidditch team was making their way out. The chasers led by the captain were the first out followed by the two beaters. Next was Mari who was readjusting her fingerless leather Quidditch gloves. Her attention was completely on that task until she felt a friendly back pat from Violet, the last member of the team, who gave a small reassuring smile before walking forward. Mariana quickly caught up, her Hufflepuff Quidditch robes blowing in the wind.
“Mari!” Gabe yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth. Mari looked up and immediately found her brother. A smile covered her face as she waved excitedly at him. “You’re gonna do great! Kick their asses!”
Mariana gave a dramatic thumbs up to her brother then realized that the rest of her team was waiting for her and ran forward.
Gabe sat back down, his positive energy slowly getting mixed with his nerves.
“It’s gonna be fine, Gabe,” Sophie put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Mariana has been awesome at practice and the rest of the team has her back.”
Gabe nodded along, his nerves slowly dying down. “Yeah, you’re right.” He awkwardly scratched the back of his head. “Guess I can’t help being a worried older brother.”
“Makes sense. I get worried all the time with Minnie even though I’m the younger twin.” Sophie was about to continue when she heard a familiar charismatic voice.
“Ladies and Gentleman, Badgers and Snakes!” Louis’ voice crackled over the speaker. “Get ready for quite the match between Syltherin and Hufflepuff!”
The two sides immediately started to get ready and within a few moments the whistle was sounded. With that everyone got into position and the ball was thrown in the air.
“Oh! Looks like Slytherin’s chasers are faster than Hufflepuff could have known!” Louis’ chipper voice echoed throughout the pitch. The chaser that had gotten the ball sped forward, diving and dodging attempts to block their ever increasing presence to the three ringed goals. Mariana stood ready, hovering in the middle of the three goals. Her eyes carefully tracked the chaser’s movement and with a gut reaction she flew over to the right goal and used the back of her broomstick to whack away the ball.
“Whooooo! Way to go, Mari!” Gabe cheered the loudest, jumping up from his spot. Sophie and Prisha also cheered along when Louis’ voice reappeared.
“Ooops, tough luck, buddy! Seems Hufflepuff’s newest Keeper is no joke!”
The ball was snagged once again by a Slytherin chaser only for one of the bludgers to appear next to him. With a desperate side dash, the chaser threw the ball only for it to be caught by the Hufflepuff leader. Dashing forward, they tossed it into the middle reigned goal with ease causing the Slytherin team to stare daggers at the Hufflepuff team.
“Better watch out! Seems like these snakes are about to bite!” Louis’ worry was not baseless as the Slytherin team used well-timed moves to grab back the ball and with some fake outs score a goal against the Hufflepuff’s Keeper. Mariana’s face fell for a moment before she heard the encouraging cheers of her brother. With newfound determination, she focused on the game. Mariana’s focus paid off as she blocked goal after goal from the opposing team. She used simple yet creative ways to block the attacks, her poise unwavering. But the Slytherin team was no pushover and soon the game had been going on for nearly an hour.
“This is a tight game, folks!” Louis leaned back in his spot in the viewer box. “It’s 100 to 90 so whichever team gets that sneaky little snitch will win the game.” Just as he had finished that sentence the snitch was released from its box. “And just like that, the snitch is up for grabs!”
Violet’s eyes tried to follow the snitch’s pattern but it was bizarre and incoherent. Pushing her broomstick forward, Violet zoomed upward.
The Slytherin seeker dashed forward, bumping harshly into Violet. Violet gritted her teeth as she pushed back, the pair entering a stalemate as they flew up in the air. The snitch flew further up and slipped through the Slytherin seeker’s grasp. Violet used the chance to fly forward but the snitch suddenly dived down and into the wooden beams of the stands. Violet was about to follow when a bludger cut through the air towards her. Swearing, Violet released her right hand’s grasp on the handle of the broomstick and slipped underneath. But the bludger soon turned around and zoomed towards her. Violet let both of her hands free from the broomstick and was gripping onto the broomstick with nothing but her legs as she flew haphazardly through the air. Prisha looked up in horror, clutching her hands tightly together.
“It’s okay. Vi’s got this,” Sophie placed her hand on Prisha’s shoulder. But it did little to nothing to help as Prisha watched her girlfriend losing her grip on her broomstick.
“T-The Hufflepuff seeker is struggling in the sky. Her grasp on her broomstick is slipping!” Louis had risen up from his spot, his voice thick with worry. “But knowing her, she’s gonna find a way around it!” The bludger seemed on a vengeful path towards Violet once again when the two Hufflepuff beaters swooped forward and tag teamed the bludger, sending it towards the Slytherin seeker.
“The Slytherin seeker seems to have lost the snitch and to add more bad luck to his pot of misery, it looks like the bludger is heading straight for him!”
The seeker looked back, his eyes widening in fear before he made a desperate lunge upward to get out of the wrathful bludger’s way. Violet had readjusted on her broom and within seconds had found the snitch again. Her eyes hardened as she dove down deeply, not stopping until she nearly hit the grassy field. Her fingers brushed against the grass as she did a sharp turn to get under the stands where the snitch had hid again. She moved forward, dodging wooden beam after wooden beam, her eyes darting left and right while the snitch teasingly soared just inches out of her reach.
A loud thud behind her made it obvious that the Slytherin seeker had rejoined the hunt for the snitch. Violet put all of her attention back on the snitch which slipped out of the opening and back to the pitch. She pushed forward, willing her broomstick to go faster as she extended her hand out. Her fingertips brushed against the snitch but were always out of reach. Throwing caution to the wind, Violet jumped forward, snatching up the snitch in her arms, all the while hoping she had timed it right with her broom. Landing roughly on the broom, Violet threw up her arm that held the fluttering snitch.
The loudspeakers were filled with happy cheers before Louis cleared his throat. “Looks like Hufflepuff wins!”
Sophie, Prisha and Gabe all jumped and started to cheer loudly while Violet was met with the congratulations of her team. Mariana flew beside her and started talking animatedly with the seeker.
Soon the teams had landed and were immediately greeted by the others.
Gabe ran forward and gave his little sister a huge, warm hug, the weight of which had the two swaying back and forth. “You were so awesome out there, Mari!” Gabe exclaimed proudly.
Mariana gave a light-hearted chuckle. “Thanks, I guess I’ve got quite the skills.”
“No joke, you were great!” Sophie’s voice caused the siblings to pull apart from their hug. “Marlon better watch out whenever Hufflepuff goes against Gryffindor.”
Mariana was about to reply when she noticed out of the corner of her eye Prisha sprinting forward and tackling Violet in a long, loving hug. It was clear that the match had shook up Prisha a bit.
Violet immediately wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and started to whisper reassuring words.
“Well, well, well, Garcia, you’re no newbie!” Louis smiled enthusiastically over at the group of Hufflepuffs while he strode forward. “With you and Vi as Hufflepuff’s secret weapons, I’d better warn my house to work hard.”
“That’s right! Hufflepuff is going to take the Inter-House Quidditch Cup!” Gabe stated proudly while Mariana playfully nudged her brother’s side.
“Come on, Gabe, I still have a ways to go.” She smiled at her brother before looking over at Louis with a confident smirk. “But yeah, we’re going to kick Ravenclaw’s ass this year!”
“Big words!” Louis chuckled before he noticed that Prisha and Violet had joined the group. “Crazy seeking today, Vi.”
“Yeah, seriously, that was pretty badass!” Gabe added with a smile.
“Yeah,” Violet awkwardly scratched the back of her neck. “Just glad it worked out,” She gave Prisha’s hand a gentle squeeze as she looked over at her girlfriend.
“Well, I don’t know about you two,” Sophie gestured to the two Ravenclaws, “But we’re going to celebrate a successful match! I’m buying butterbeer for all!” Sophie’s declaration was met with excited chatter. “So Louis, Prisha, you game?” Sophie flashed a bright smile back and forth between the two. “ I’d love to,” Prisha replied.
“Sounds delicious, count me in,” Louis smiled. “Besides, I need to talk to Gabe and Mari and let them know that Ravenclaw’s Quidditch team is no pushover!” Louis pulled on the sides of his Hogwarts robes.
The Garcia siblings let out a confident snort at the same time while they began to debate with Louis. Sophie led the group towards the secret door that led all the way to Hogsmeade while Prisha and Violet brought up the rear, simply enjoying each other’s company. The group laughed and chatted as they made their way towards Hogsmeade and the promised butterbeers that were waiting for them.
#twdg#fanfic#wizarding world au#twdg gabe#twdg mariana#twdg sophie#twdg violet#twdg prisha#twdg privet#twdg louis#louis violet brotp
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Hee hee hee...
... I found a Zi-O 14 raw...
I’m gonna watch it!
(I’m still tired though, so this’ll likely be a speed through and then I’ll do another post later, but anyway, more below!)
(So it turns out I lied. I got way to into the episode. Sorry.)
In no order:
YES! Geiz you softie, I knew it. Even if you’re gonna defend it by saying it’s bc you want to be the one to kill him or whatever, I knew you weren’t gonna leave it at that.
It’s making me think of something from the musical ep of Buffy (disclaimer: I have not actually watched Buffy I just have the music from that ep bc... I love show tunes. No. Really. That’s why.). Weird comparison, I know, but hear me out--Spike’s got this line that goes (w/ some less applicable parts removed) ‘I hope she fries ... I better help her out.’ Literally, I feel like that's what happened here. Geiz is like ‘I totally do not care at all that he is dead, absolutely not, not for any reason whatsoever, I’m going to leave now good-bye. ............ OkaymaybeI’mgonnagosavehim. But only bc I want to be the one to kill him. Not bc I care at all in any way even a little bit.’
RYUKI!
Yeah, yeah. I know it’s just Tsukasa, but, I mean... Ryuki.
Aw, he did the henshin kinda like how Takeru used to do it. ^^ God, Tsukasa, what are you doing giving me warm fuzzies?
THREE GHOST NO WAITING.
TSUKASA LOOK WHERE YOU’RE THROWING YOUR SHIT GO PICK THAT SWORD UP RIGHT NOW!
NO! MY BABY! WHY HAVE THE LAST THREE TAGS BEEN IN ALL CAPS?
Okay, yeah, but... We already know Takeru has one/it. So... Hm. Does Tsukasa know that? At this point I just never take anything this man says or does at face value, so...
Ooop. Yup. Guessing he dropped that on purpose. What is your plan here, Tsukasa?
SOUGO JUST LOADED TAKERU INTO THE TIME MAJIN. HE’S MAKING HIM DRIVE. I LOVE THESE TWO GOOFBALLS THEY ARE SO CUTE.
Wait. Is future¡nonRider¡Takeru gonna meet past¡Rider¡Takeru?
OH. Oh... Wow. Okay. Not the plan I was expecting to be implemented. A... Apparently Takeru’s new Force Push works on physical stuff, too. Alright then! Sure, I’ll take it!
WAIT IF GHOST SOUGO ISN’T THERE HOW IS TAKERU GONNA GET BACK???
Oh, hey Woz. I guess. He seems... A little frustrated about something?
Sougo, why are you making a face like you got caught talking in class? You don’t have to feel bad about this. You did a good. A... Side from semi-stranding Takeru in the past?
Wait... If the incident never occurred, then Another Ghost was never created, then Takeru never lost his memories, then he never got deRidered... But the Ghost Watch exists so he should still be deRidered.... Augh! I knew I didn’t have the brain for this time travel stuff! I’m gonna stop thinking about it.
And now Uhr (or whatever his name is) is gonna pout. Which is probably gonna be destructive.
But also... MAKOTO!!!
Though... Why is Makoto here? Though, I guess I’m not sure when exactly this would fall during Ghost, since we weren’t given any timeline indication for it. Seems to be after Takeru and Makoto made up, though... I guess he was in the area? And then saw Takeru getting attacked.
Yeah, okay, so he’s still Spectre, which means the Ghost timeline hasn't been erased yet.
Aw, and he doesn’t know it’s not the Takeru from his time. So... Are we gonna have two Takeru’s? I’m curious.
IT JUST APPEARED! NOW IF PAST¡TAKERU SHOWS UP WE WILL HAVE FIVE FOUR GHOSTS!!!
Unfortunately, we lost one bc Tsukasa is a dick.
I’m assuming Takeru’s memories are back, too.
Makoto is just staring at him (looking absolutely fantastic, might I add) like ‘dude wtf are you okay? What’s going on?’
THEY DID THE POSES THEY SAID THE THINGS
Uhr, why are you surprised? Did you not do your research or something? YOU PICKED A FIGHT W/ THE ACTUAL KAMEN RIDER GHOST.
I realise this is all gonna get erased by the end of this (come to think if you erase the Ghost Timeline... What happens to Makoto and Kanon? I mean, Takeru never dies... Do they never get sucked into Gamma? Bc the accident never occurs, or bc Gamma never exists? And if Gamma never exists... What about Alain? And his family? Oh Dear.) so this won’t happen, but it’s really funny think about Makoto mentioning this to the Takeru of the past later and having 2015¡Takeru be like ‘Makotonii-chan wth are you talking about?’ and Makoto is like ‘Wth do you mean wth? YOU WERE THERE!’
SWARTZ JUST SHOWS UP TO SCOLD HIM. I love this evil time manipulating family that hates each other.
Okay, but Uhr is gonna turn the brother into Another Ghost anyway... But now he’s not dead, so destroying the Another Ride Watch isn’t a moral dilemma anymore.
And there go Makoto and Takeru.
EXCEPT THAT’S TAKERU FROM THE FUTURE HOW IS HE GETTING BACK.
Wait... Is Geiz still in 2015? Maybe he can give him a hand.
Sougo, did you just realise that Woz does not actually have your best interests in mind? I’ve known that since nigh ten episodes ago.
I feel like Makoto was either just like ‘Takeru what the hell is going on?’, ‘What are you doing here?’ or, ‘Weren’t you wearing something else half nd hour ago?’ (okay, probably not that last one). And now Takeru is scrambling bc he can’t very well be like ‘yeah I’m actually Takeru from the future who forgot he was a Kamen Rider etc.’
Mika there w/ the accidental save. I’m sure a little sister looking for her brother is gonna hit a nerve w/ Makoto, too...
Poor Makoto. He’s getting Gaim Arc Tsukuyomi’d. It’s okay, honey, this’ll all have never have happened by the end of this episode.
He’s still, like, two dimensional, though. Physically, I mean. Like, Flat Stanley. He can fit through tight spaces if he turns sideways.
Takeru is such a terrible liar he has to look the opposite direction. It’d be really funny if the Takeru of 2015 came running up right after they leave. Poor Makoto would be so confused. Even more than he already is.
Poor guy, I’m so sorry. Don’t worry. Like I said, by the end of this, this’ll never have happened.
Aw, Geiz came back. I’m glad he’s alright.
Also... OH MY GOD I JUST NOTICED SOUGO MOPING IN THE CORNER.
It sounds like he’s complaining, but I don’t speak Japanese, so I’m not sure. I’m really confused as to why Takeru didn’t tell them, though... Like, did he think they wouldn’t believe him?
Oh, yeah... What’d they tell Junichiro? He doesn’t seem as worried as he’d presumably be if he knew Sougo was technically dead...
Tsukuyomi taking one for the team w/ this conversation. Geiz is just sitting there like ‘this is one of the most awkward moments of my life.’
Oh my gosh, they just came in. Poor Takeru’s running around so much. His feet have gotta hurt by now.
Takeru don’t talk to Sougo when you know no one else can see him, for pity’s sake.
See what I mean? Everyone is looking at you like you’re nuts.
Oh for... SERIOUSLY? YOU’RE ONLY TELLING THEM NOW? You bloody little troll. It’s okay, I still love you.
I’m... Pretty sure they just mentioned Akari. Aw, that’s sweet. They couldn’t get her back, but they didn’t forget her.
I’m starting to wonder if the Ghost cast just have a group chat and Takeru’s actor was like ‘hey who’s free during this time period?’ and these are the folks who could make it.
Aw, Geiz is embarrassed. I saw you doing the awkward embarrassed thing. Poor Tsukuyomi just collapses in a chair.
Oh my gosh... Geiz is mad that that they made him embarrassed and have feelings, so he’s got both Sougo and Takeru by the shoulders like an angry big brother or something, and poor Takeru’s trying to explain, I love this episode. I also love how bad Geiz is at feelings.
Wait, though... Did they give Sougo his body back, or did they just temporarily revitalise his ghost? Bc I seem to remember that while Takeru was a ghost, he was capable of being corporeal at times.
I love how Sougo is just nodding along w/ what Takeru’s saying like ‘Sempai, save me!’
Geiz is like ‘You asshole... I GOT DOUBLE RIDER KICKED FOR YOU!’ He’s totally gonna try and kill him again for this...
This is totally like that moment in Dekaranger when Hoji got huffy about something and stalked out and the rest of the team just started giggling and someone literally said ‘He’s so bad at feelings!’ Bc Geiz is very bad at feelings. I love him, he’s so hopeless.
Yeah, it’s fine, Takeru was able to make it so he was no longer reanimated. And confused the hell out of poor Makoto in the process!
Geiz is also embarrassed about the Ghost Ride Watch getting destroyed. It’s okay, peaches, you got double Rider Kicked, remember? Anyway, Takeru’s got one. Well, I mean... Presumably it’s the same one. Just... It’s in a time loop. And it will be until we finish changing time. At least we know it’ll always come back, bc Puma Zi-O has to have it for Geiz to steal in the first place.
Aw, the Time Jacker sibs are working together! Guess Dad frustrated.
Robot fights? In my Kamen Rider? It’s more likely than you’d think!
Aw, look at that. They just got their gamers on.
Oh, nope, now we’re Build and Cross-z.
God, you boys REALLY SUCK at not being in sync. Are you sure you weren’t meant to work together?
Woz here, trying manipulate Tsukasa. Please. You don’t play a player.
Still excited for the day Geiz uses Sougo’s name.
Geiz here, sharing the powers again.
Tsukasa is sitting in this construction equipment like one of your french girls.
I think Tsukasa just asked Woz who he was talking to, and Woz was like ‘Uhhh... I dunno?’
I just realised... Sougo’s Decade Armour has a barcode on it?
YES! THANK YOU! I knew I could count on you, Tsukasa. He just yelled at Woz to either stop or be quiet, I’m pretty sure, snatched the book and closed it. Bringing back Masahiro was a great choice, I love this. So long as he can keep it up. I hope he’s not overdoing it between this and Jinga.
Either that or he said ‘too long,’ which is also true.
Oooooooo. He can use two Riders at once on the sword.
Woz, are you just realising Tsukasa is doing what he wants, not what you want? Seriously?
Like I said, I do trust Tsukasa to at least have noble intentions/goals, even if his methods are rather... Questionable at times. I do believe he does take his post as a Kamen Rider seriously. Even if he’s... Tsukasa.
The Decade Armour is chanting ‘HEI-SEI HEI-SEI HEI-SEI etc. etc.’ and I’m afraid I must admit I love it.
Aw, Tsukuyomi and Takeru waited for him to wake up. Geiz isn’t there bc he’s embarrassed.
Junichiro is scared of Tsukasa, and you know what, valid.
Also Geiz is gonna kill something and for once it might not be Sougo. It’s okay, dude. Like I said, at the end of the day, he is a Kamen Rider, the goddamn leggy bastard.
HE’S JUST EATING THE FOOD OH MY GOD THIS MAN IS UNSTOPPABLE.
I love how he apparently takes the camera off to eat.
And Tsukasa is still himself, even though the Decade Ride Watch exists... Hmm... So either the thing about there being two Koutas was true, or... There’s something else going one w/ leg asshole here that allowed him to keep his memories when even Fruit Jesus lost them.
That’s... Actually an okay photo? Tsukasa, have you improved?
Geiz is gonna try and kill him again. Sorry, sweetie, he’s just like This. I wouldn’t advise picking a fight right now, he’s been around the block multiple times. He’d just trash you again.
Is Woz... In the scene? Or is he... Not? Is he trying to predict Tsukasa? Oh, this’ll be interesting. Tsukasa vs Woz.
Geiz is still glaring, Tsukuyomi looks a little like a frightened rabbit. Zi-Ot3 isn’t sure what to make of the leggy bastard just yet.
So, the preview...: Is Puma Zi-O planning to beat his past self into submission? That’s... Dark. What’s the relationship between Woz and this Kisshan fellow? Did Puma Zi-O feel like Woz was screwing up, so he sent Kisshan back, or was this the plan from the start? Does Woz even actually work for Puma Zi-O? Is he just playing a part and biding his time for something else? Looks like, as a comment I saw put it quite well, Puma Zi-O is entering the chat next week. Kisshan is gonna throw Geiz and Tsukuyomi around, much to Sougo’s horror, it appears. And Tsukasa... Not sure what Tsukasa is up to yet. Not that I expected to know.
Oh, yeah, and wasn’t there a recent scan leak of Geiz’s Time Majin using a Diend Ride Watch? So... Are we actually gonna be seeing Kaito, or... What? Bc Kaito and Geiz, that’d be a pair. Kaito would probably tease him, and Geiz would fall for it every single time. We’ll see. I have no expectations as far as returns go bc I know they’re limited by availability and willingness, so let’s just go with the flow!
Alright. I’m sorry this was so long. Virtual toffees for anyone who read all that. I still love Geiz, he’s bad at emotions and embarrassed by feelings, I love it. Presuming we’re gonna have a ‘Puma Zi-O is my enemy, Tokiwa Sougo is my friend’ moment at some point (kinda like Ryuuga had over Katsuragi and Sento respectively). Poor Tsukuyomi is trying to wrangle these idiots, but I wish they’d give her a little bit more to do. Tsukasa remains Tsukasa, not surprisingly. Hope to see more of the bitter Time fam that hates each other in the future. Who knows, since Sougo is going to 2068 next week, maybe we’ll even get to meet Goggles.
Also, for anyone wondering why it says ‘Puma Zi-O’ all over this... Well, my computer kept correcting ‘Ouma’ to ‘Puma’ and I eventually decided that ‘Puma’ was funnier. That’s all.
Here’s a shot of Makoto looking attractive despite poor quality to finish off:
#Kamen Rider Zi-O#Zi-O Spoilers#i loved this episode#though poor Takeru ran his little feet off the sweetie#Geiz was embarrassed by feelings#and Makoto had the most confusing day of his entire life#which was then erased from time#if i spelled anything wrong i'm sorry#it's late and i shouldn't be up#i'm too tired to check anything#also too tired to tag so#have I mentioned I love Geiz?#I also love Makoto and Takeru too#and the Zi-Ot3#onward to the next!#^^#Timey Wimey Rider
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What it’s like to explain that you have ADD to a new psychiatrist...
(this is a long and messy to illustrate my point. you do not have to read this unless maybe you’re stuck in a peat bog waiting for someone to come rescue you. if you are one mobile? I am sorry.)
Because my psychiatrist suddenly quit his practice with no warning and the practice didn’t contact me--I’m scrambling to find new doctors. I have time to do it so it’s not a total disaster so far. But I hate having to break in new psych/medical people. I either feel like I am making stuff up and exaggerating OR I forget important things like, “I have a history of epilepsy and asthma. Did I tell you that? Ooops.”
My mental health and cognitive situation is weird and hard to explain. It just sounds ridiculous. I have inattentive type ADD, sensory processing disorder, some anxiety, and chronic depression. I have a history of ptsd stemming from childhood abuse. So that sounds like too much and I immediately want to distance myself from it and pretend I am totally normal. Look at me. I am a normal. I can totally process what you’re saying despite that weird humming sound of some electronic device or those overhead lights. No. I wasn’t just randomly making sounds or humming while trying to think. I totally did NOT just swap all the letters or syllables around in what you said or what I wrote to make new words and phrases. And I am not laughing at them at all because then I’d have to explain that I am giggling about words turning into other words and I’m sorry were we having a conversation?
If you’ve been hanging out here a while you’ve seen what happens in my tags. I’ve tried to explain before. That is literally what it is like in my brain all the time: Here’s three thoughts. You can finish two. The third will lead you on a meandering path and hopefully you won’t stumble into that fen and drown. Those peat bogs are deadly from what I hear. Now, if you’ll pardon me, I need to spend an hour reading about how to make it through a peat bog so I don’t drown.
lol do you think I am kidding?
So. To make a long story as long as I could possibly ever make it--I called the new psychiatrist and they want to interview me about my ADD. I am totally fine with that because ADD drugs are crazy and over prescribed...
Sorry. I’m still reading about avoiding death in peat bogs...
No. Wait. I am making this tumblr post about my ADD. For fun I am also doing a cryptic crossword.
Without filtering very much in this post--this is what it is like for me. Though oddly I can sit down and do one thing for like 10 hours. I can read, or watch TV, or write, or think for hours and hours without moving. This is not good. Because I will not notice that I am cold, or if I am thirsty, or hungry, or in low level pain. I can sure read a lot or get a lot of writing done. But not in a particularly healthy way. You can’t write screenplays and novels if you die of dehydration half way through. Speaking of which. I need to drink this water, which I have had sitting next to me for three hours. Oh. Just realized. I forgot to take my meds. Which is why I put my pillbox on the arm of the couch next to me. Next to this glass of water. Several hours ago.
Today is a particularly all over the place day. Because my doctor quit and I ran out of adderall over a week ago. I now have some because my GP wrote me an Rx. I am going to take my very small dose and things will quiet down somewhat.
The thing I wanted to describe from the start is that I called the new psych office and spoke to them last week. We set up two appointments. And I knew I was getting confused when the lady was telling me dates and times and office suite numbers and jumping around. But I wrote it down and I thought, “No. It’s okay. You totally understood what she said.” So I didn’t clarify. And yesterday I knew I had an appointment today and I set up reminders because I live in fear of forgetting appointments or meetings of any kind.
My calendar today said: dr “smith” 29 002 12:30 PM
So here’s part of the problem. The woman told me to come 10-15 mins early to fill out paperwork. I don’t know if my appointment was at 12:45 and I noted show up at 12:30 or if my appointment was schedule for 12:30 and I was meant to show up by 12:15. So I showed up at 12:10. The problem? My appointment is next Monday.
And that notation? I know it looks odd. I wrote the street number, but not the street. (Which I know because I know the building.) I do things like that all the time and I don’t even notice.
What I’m nervous about is my whole history of being diagnosed with ADD. I don’t have paperwork from a previous doctor with a diagnosis. So they won’t prescribe meds for me without evaluating me. Which is fine and they should. But when I was 5, I made my first trip to a psychologist to be tested for various issues. The psychologist told my parents I was bright and very shy, but like whatever. And every year after that my teacher would be frustrated and send me for testing, insisting I must have a learning disability or something. I was never “working up to my potential.” The disparity between my test scores and my work was always extreme. And the testers always sent me right back saying, “Oh. She’s so smart. No problems.” And then my teachers were LIVID. If I was sooooo smart I must be lazy or willful or have some flaw in my moral character that made me bad at organizing and completing school work. This went on until I graduated high school.
After I graduated from college (which is a separate story) I had a therapist who kept saying she thought I had ADD. And I wanted to scream. I’d been tested for ADD like 18 times. And then I found out about being twice exceptional and I am still so angry about this. I am both gifted and learning disabled. And they fuck each other up and mask each other. So I either seem not as smart as I should be OR too smart to be learning disabled and completely inconsistent. If you have a headache from reading this--try living this way all the time. I mean, I’m used to it. I’m fine.
So now I have to take this whole MESSY history and dump it on a new doctor and hope they agree that I am not an adult seeking a very low dose of a controlled substance for nefarious reasons. I need it to make my brain settle down.
Oh. I was going to drink some water and take some meds. Ok. I did that. And you know what I was doing before I started making this post? I was half way through a cryptic crossword...
#bog standard peat bogs of ADD#long boring personal post#mental health#learning disabilities#neurodivergence#this was cathartic#no extravagant tags needed
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Tommy & Ali
Chatting ‘bout Christmas, boy troubles, pregnancy AND THE FACT THE BABY IS TOTALLY NOT DREW’S LOLLOLLOL
Tommy: Oi! 😼 What you gettin da cos like even I feel cheeky considering socks for 2 years running Ali joined the chat 3 hours ago Tommy: I was gonna go full rivers of whiskey cept I'd probs drown myself in it before the bottle was in the bag 😂 Ali: So you should, elf on the shelf! Socks should only ever be an add-on prezzie, even if they're DEAD comical, like. Ali: Speaking of elf on the shelf, would you be willing to come round mine every day at the crack of dawn (aka JUST before the kiddos will arise like horrible demon krakkens from the depths) so I can arrange you in comical positions and situations? Ali: They love that shit. I on the other hand want to murder the CEO of whatever company/the high-key mum mafia that made this shit popular again. Ali: I've got me thinking cap on for the old man for ye...Hmm Ali: (and how rude to get cuffed for the season and not even get to the part where you get a bomb-ass present/someone to tout around the family functions...rude. You not actually at the bottom of a bottle quite yet though, yeah? Doing the obligatory welfare checkup here) Tommy: Excuse you miss money bags! 💰 just 'cause you're one of the rare artists who ain't starving like! some of us don't have boyfriends who cook or paying audiences Tommy: so yeah obvs! Gotta keep in shape just in case don't I? catch me pirouetting across your patio bitch Tommy: Green's my colour these days and red's always been signature Tommy: I'm alright (love you for asking!) how's you? Tommy: Genuinely Ali: Oh yeah, 'cos father will flip his shit if the price tag ain't AT LEAST three figs... 😏 Silly billy, and oi, oi! My student loan ain't kicked in yet ...I'm on a gap yaaaaaah though, darling, I've simply GOTTA act like a frivilous rich bitch. Deal with it, you're still the shady bitch of the fam, okay? 😘 Ali: Yaaasss, you're gonna have to drop a couple of pounds to fit in that teeny costume but a day in the life of a TRUE star init, babe? I believe in you Ali: Bet you didn't come here to be called fat, did you? How fucking cheeky is that forreal Ali: Colour of luck boy 🍀🍀🍀 Ali: Hmm, ngl I'm in a bit of a...situation, and I ain't talking I've forgot to order a turkey Tommy: Imagine...jog on old man just 'cause went for the quantity with the sprogs doesn't mean you'll get quality back soz Tommy: try it but good luck trying to get your little uns to deal with you being the spoilt one 😂 Tommy: well since I got the 🍀 its 🤞 Tommy: feckin hell has caleb forgotten kids are for life not just chrimbo again? Tommy: I'll deck his halls if he's being a prick Ali: That'll show him! That's what you get for bringing me into this world, whole lotta backchat and not an ounce of grattitude, take that! Ali: Join me 'cos I'm sure that's what mum feels I've got her Ali: We did Rio's first Xmas morning, and 2nd, at home! It really is Caleb's fams turn Ali: I can't help that its Junie's first, evidently I ain't planning this shit woman! Ali: #contraceptionwhomst? #pulloutnhopeforthebest #itswhatgodwouldwant Ali: And it ain't like we're not coming over for a second dinner, we fat as hell, get wid it and pass the gravy Ali: Catch me in the tesco throwing tantrums with Rio on the reg tbh #twocanplayatthatgamehoney #childrenraisingchildren Ali: Nah, although loving all the macho threats of violence when my honour is at stake as of late...Is my drama letting you live up to your full brotherly potential? Welcome... Ali: TMI, give a shit, but I'm late on and I've thrown up a few times, not from the mother's ruin, like Ali: hahahahahama'sgonnakillmeisn'tshe Ali: whatthefucklike Tommy: Who you kidding you're the blatant fave & lbr if the lord's got his specs on should be even more so for following her shining example like Tommy: honor thy father and mother and all that Tommy: who doesn't love a mini me Tommy: especially one who can sing every sperm is sacred with perf pitch Tommy: Amen! this aint 1850 pass the roasties gdi! Tommy: all we want for christmas is carbs Tommy: OH MY CHRIST NOT AGAIN Tommy: 😧 Tommy: I know you're on your gap year but no need to be so literal Ali: Ha, please! Not Tess Vickers' fave. Da's, obviously, as he is mine, (babe). You and Joe are the momma's boys, always have been, you needy little babbas. Ali: A woman who doesn't love herself...damn, too deep, reverse, reverse! Ali: You'd be surprised how annoying an all-singing-all-dancing constant reminder of all your best and worst bits is Ali: Usually the best, which is happy-making magic, but when its the worst...GOOD LORDT. Plus its a reminder of the same in your other half, and we all like to overlook that shit now, don't we? *sips tea* Ali: God I am gonna go HAM with my 'cravings' this Chrimbo...what timing! Maybe I did plan this after-all Ali: but no, I did not Ali: But yeah...this is a thing I'm processing, thought I'd drag you down with me 🤷 Tommy: I was gonna be all like not with him probs dead in a ditch and me one audition away from getting cosy in a cardboard box but I better swerve too dont wanna spend the season with the samaritans on speed dial Tommy: you and fraze are the success stories savor it Tommy: honey I've got a mirror Tommy: and near constant feedback from them in the know Tommy: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Tommy: that's calebs chrimbo gift sorted then yeah? Ali: Lordy, I know we're Irish but there's no need to be that fuckin' maudlin, Tommo Ali: Oh, you wanted an idea for Da but that is SO Fraze's prezzie Ali: Just tell him that, all day. Money can't buy that kinda happiness Ali: The spirit of the Holidays Ali: Them in the know don't know shit Ali: I mean...gift or curse? Ali: We've only just got back on track, this is probably going to derail the whole damn caboose Tommy: everyone's a critic and there's only one shane macgowan I hear ya Tommy: I reckoned you meant a mirror for a sec I was like uh huh he's got that one covered love 😏 Tommy: Hey! That's mine covered 🙋 just repeat that back to me Tommy: those clueless cunts Tommy: Nah he'll be buzzing esp if he gets another girl Tommy: there's only one Rio but he's shameless ha Tommy: leave the cursing for ma she'll be doing plenty once she's done stuffing your stocking with contraceptives Ali: Mhmm, save it for the improptu karaoke when we're all feeling merry on the day, like Ali: Lmao, he'd live in a 360 degree view changing room if he could Ali: How millenial of us! Lets just gift each other with positive affirmations Ali: Maybe...Gah Ali: Whatever, whether he deals or doesn't, doesn't change the fact I am with child again and yeah, Caleb's reaction is the least of my worries Ali: I'm going to be going to Uni abroad with 3 kids...damn Ali: If I don't get locked away for my own good, of course Tommy: 😇 Will do Tommy: I reckon that's the goal when he 'makes it' Tommy: scrawl it on my personalised starbies cup and have done babe Tommy: You're grand it'll just be one hell of a plane ride Tommy: 🍀 & 🤞 Tommy: OH SHIT WAIT Tommy: the whole Caleb reaction thing has me thinking...not to be rude but Tommy: it is his yeah? Ali: It better be Ali: Aside from the Drew incident I didn't shag anyone else Ali: and we used a condom Ali: I mighta been several sheets to the wind but I hadn't lost my whole goddamn mind Tommy: thank christ for that Tommy: imagine trying to play happy families with that twat Ali: Amen Ali: Yeah that isn't the life I've signed up for Ali: Bitches forget I already got a ring on my finger, like Ali: Legal or otherwise Tommy: Beyonce is here for your union Tommy: good enough for me Tommy: low key proud of ya not to be an enabler but like Tommy: I'll happily hooray you getting Drew to put something on it too god knows where that fuckboy's been Ali: Thank you! I will take that hooray because I literally had to mum Ro's arse and tell her to do the same every time Ali: AND had to do it in such a way it didn't sound like I was saying as much, like, your boyf is a cheater and we all know it sweetie Tommy: ugh 😷 glad you did though I hear your next door nemesis had to get herself to the clinic sharpish & i don't reckon she'd spread gossip that'd make her out to be riddled Tommy: 🦀🐛 Ali: 🤢😤 Unsurprised on both their behalf there but low-key furious Ali: he knows how that bitch treats Ro, and always has done Ali: there's being a cheat with any random hoe and then there's that...is it me or is that next-level careless? Ali: To the point it looks like he's doing it to hurt her, I'm sure he's just ignorant but, like, what the fuck?!!? Tommy: RIGHT? Tommy: like I don't doubt she ain't telling him all the ins and outs of her childhood drama but still Tommy: even with more brains than biceps he's gotta have a clue or two Tommy: OOOPS ACCIDENTAL COMPLIMENT Tommy: I'm offended on my own behalf Tommy: almost as cringe as once thinking he was hot 🤓😳 kms Ali: Yeah but it ain't like he's not been here...and she's still a cunt to Ro now, so Ali: Tries to be to me but who's listening, Bitch I'm deaf all of a sudden??? Ali: Hahahahaha Ali: He's attractive, to the point its kinda fact more than opinion so I don't think you're alone on that score Ali: If the notches on his bedpost are anything to go by...and I fucked him so can't be judging, consider your sins absolved, no hail mary's needed, maybe a few bloodys when I next pin u down for an IRL debrief? Ali: Oh wait, a bitch can't...I'll make it a Virgin Mary...WHEY! Tommy: True and I know he ain't got a bitch muted 'cause I aint rn either 👀 & my specs are on when I'm scrolling Tommy: I see what I see Tommy: 😞 Tommy: Fuck it lets go dancing Tommy: bounce that bump while you still can Ali: 'Course not, gotta 'low the bitch to slide into dem dms on the reg, if for nothing else than the ego boost Ali: 😒 Ali: I need that, lets go lets go lets go, its been TIME since I got to go out and not take the bubs Ali: I'll have to see who can have 'em though... Ali: Can't be mum, really selling how responsible a parent I'm gonna be to 3 by throwing 2 at her and fucking off to partay Tommy: SAMSIES...not that I'm going out with 2 kids on the reg but y'know Tommy: we on it 💃 Tommy: Dial up their daddy Tommy: he'll step up while we step out I'm sure Ali: Sure, just the one, like #oosh! toosoonforbants? Ali: Can but try, I'll get back to you when he replies Ali: Ooh, what are we gonna wear Tommy: I've got my elf cossie if I can only squeeze in Tommy: you could pin a red letter on if you've got something that won't clash 🤔 own that guilt like a good catholic 📿 Ali: Ooh, festive AND appropriate for my situ, I like it. Tommy: A for advent sweeties 😘 Tommy: can you cut my hair though I looking like the grinch if he was a blonde blue eyed dreamboat Ali: And Awesome! And Ali! And Ass! 😎 Ali: Obvi, you never could rock the long hair look, remember that dark period in time 😂 Ali: Can I try something slightly new tho? 🤔 Tommy: why the feck not gotta at least look ready to mingle like Tommy: 💔😂 Ali: Dubo not gonna know what's hit it and ya mans gonna know what he missing when I'm done with you! Promise Tommy: I'll hold you to it Tommy: no pressure Tommy: oooh maybe we could go shopping 😀 Ali: You know I'm winning boys back like its my business Ali: well, boy singular but that's enough, right? #greedybisexual Ali: I am always down for killing time snapping up killer #lewks, lets do it man Tommy: yaaaaaaaaaaas Tommy: careful I might hold you to that too #tipsfrommybabysiskms Ali: baby be wise tho 💞 where u at i'll come get u Tommy: about a lot of things yeah 👍 nws I'll come at you I need the exercise #aintforgotyoucalledmeafattylike Ali: alright well, RUN FORREST RUN Tommy: 🏃
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why does your tumblr theme have an 'edit' button? it even links to the editing post area but of course doesnt work since only you are supposed to edit your blogs, i also think the 'like' button isn't working. just letting you know in case you didn't know its also there for the public!
Ooops maybe I wrecked the like button editing my theme. The edit button is because I am too lazy to open a post in permalink, then delete the glob after the post number and type in /edit/ in the URL everytime I wanna add one tag I forgot on a post that is 2 months old and not on top of my “Post”-list on the dash.
Now, as you say, it would make more sense to only display the button for me, but tumblr doesn’t offer a html blurb for that.
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