#I got Applebees for dinner and I gotta say

[crimsonblackrose]

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They got a new fridge between seasons. And it's got pretty much all the same stuff in it.

Are they in a different room and happen to have two fridges, did they remodel between seasons, or did they have to swap interior locations between seasons?

I wonder if Johnny thought if Kreese found his apartment he also found his home?

I love that Carmen baked a tres leches cake to congratulate Johnny on Miguel's win.

Johnny fearing that Kreese knew where he lived might've been right. I forgot he called Johnny's landline.

Smitty's dinner

So Johnny didn't celebrate with his students, but they left to get victory nachos. Very cute.

Oh, Johnny probably couldn't have gone with anyway. They're at Applebees. 😂

Eli and Demetri won a coding competition at computer camp

Kreese orders corned beef hash and Sanka (instant decaf coffee)

Kreese was in Panama in '89 (if we trust what he says)

The future Miyagi do kids are lucky, Robby did most of the hard work cleaning up the place.

Future mr. miyagi spin off tagline: It wasn't all bonsais and kata

The look on Daniel's face when Robby points out that their goal is anti-Miyagi-do rule of defense only.

Miguel and Hawk on their little electric scooters.

Hawk is planning to get his mom's sentra when he gets his license.

I get how Miguel and Hawk are confused, they won and yet are getting yelled at. But at the same time no mercy didn't necessarily mean fighting dirty or cheating. And it's good that Johnny tries to correct that and calls it cheating.

Also it's huge that Johnny admits to Miguel he's still learning too.

Johnny's movie homework: Over the Top

Hey Raymond/Stingray

Also the fact Johnny asks for help on finding things.

As a handyman himself, it's gotta sting that Daniel is teaching Robby about repair and what not.

Johnny's little walk of shame. Kind of makes me wonder if he didn't actually want to interrupt or be seen.

Again, Johnny didn't tell Miguel to do that, not really.

"cares more about his rivalry with you then he does about me"

Robby dear, it was your idea to torture Johnny by training with Daniel. And Johnny's literally just pointing it out. It was literally Robby's whole motivation most of season 1.

I do think it's not fully the karate 'cult's' problem that Sam and Miguel didn't work out. It's sort of TKK Ali/Daniel issues exasperated by karate. Like Miguel felt like because of Daniel and Johnny's drama Sam wouldn't introduce her to her family and sort of hid their relationship. That's very Daniel not feeling good enough for Ali because he didn't think her parents would approve and thought Ali didn't approve either which was wrong. But then Miguel majorly screwed up. But still, Kyler got a conversation about with Daniel and Miguel didn't even get mentioned until it was over. You'd think the conversation would be more like hey kid you okay you've had two awful breakups like back to back and you're not hanging out with your friends.

Instead we're just doubling down on the romeo and juliet Cobra Kais vs Miyagi-do's.

I do love that Sam is like but I don't want to fight them. They're my friends.

I didn't realize Johnny cried upon getting a blue belt. I thought that crying moment was earlier in his cobra kai journey.

So Johnny wanted to talk to Kreese about his step dad and Kreese was like nope.

Yeah Robby picked up the nail trick!

Question for the millionth time, does Shannon know where Robby is and what he's up to?

lol for when you lose focus? It was to calm you down when you got mad.

There we go Daniel, had to get out of the mongoose brain and back into actual Miyagi style.

Sam!

Does....Daniel have to fill out the paperwork that Johnny did and have the inspection to open a dojo? They really only ever show Johnny having to do that and Daniel's the one with a rock in the middle of his dojo.

Then...Kreese where have you been all this time?

Did Kreese keep that trophy or did he go buy a new one?

That smile and music is why I don't trust anything Kreese says.

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Day 259, Bereft got some final tweaks and a full ink job :D

Up next: Redoing Fierce, Curious, and Disgusted

[red1culous]

Maybe. Sort Of part 3

A/N: It isn't as thought thru as I wanted but I just wanted to get it out.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

“Milady” you offer your hand out to her and she laughs accepting it. It surprises and delights you that she doesn’t let go of your hand after she’s exited the car. 

There was a slight chill in the air. Although the air was still and the night is crisp a slight shiver gently shook Natasha. She takes a deep breath.

“You ok?” you ask slightly worried.

“Yes. Perfect” she answers and slowly exhales. 

The sky was coming alive with stars but you were getting distracted by how her eyes twinkled.

“I- “ she interrupts herself with a giggle as you hold open the doors to the restaurant for her.

Still holding firmly onto her hand you lead her to your seats in a corner booth. “What were you about to say back there?” you ask as you get comfortable in your seat. 

Nat sits opposite you and you smile seeing her behaving so coy and shy. Very unlike the Natasha you’re used to. You pour a glass of water for her and then for yourself before pulling off your jacket and laying on the seat beside you.

“I was saying this is the last place I thought you’d take me” she smiles as she takes a sip water. 

“To be honest this would be the last place I take anyone on a first date,” you say smiling to yourself, “but hearing you say you’d never been here before I knew I had to fix that…I mean, it’s Applebees, come on.”

She laughs at your words. As the waitress comes over to take your order Natasha lets your order for her. She amazes herself because that is something she never does. As you rattle off your order she gazes outside and notes that the skies have turned to a dark shade of blue. Off in the distance the sun was starting to set it was tinged a deep orange and red. 

“You’re in for a treat” your words break her from her daydream. “I mean I really hope you like what I got for us” you quickly add when Natasha fixes her gaze back onto you.

“I’m sure I will. I’m already happy you brought me here” she smiles in response, “it’s such an…unusual choice.” She starts laughing. It begins inside her head but then it bubbles out loudly and you’re consumed by the sound. It makes you break out into giggles. Several minutes pass before the both of you are able to regain control of yourselves and by the time you do, there are tears at the edges of your eyes and your sides are burning. Natasha takes a long slow drink of her water to further calm herself.

It sounded ridiculous. The Black Widow being so affected by a date. At Applebees, no less. Maybe it was the fact that Y/N had cared enough to take note of something so minute. A date where the final objective wasn’t to get into her pants (although that was not an insignificant goal) but more so to just let loose and have some fun. 

The waitress, displaying a talent for balancing a large platter of food with one hand, distributed the full plates to each person. 

The waitress returns, displaying a talent for balancing a large platter of food with one hand. She expertly weaves her way through the light smattering of dinner patrons and distributes your food with ease and grace.

“Ladies” she announces with a flourish, “just give me a holler if you need anything else” she adds before quickly disappearing into the back of the restaurant. 

“That’s a lot of food” Natasha comments her eyes slightly larger than usual.

“Well…I mean I gotta make a good impression here” you smirk while pushing the plate of Bourbon Street steak towards her.

“You’re going to be making an impression on my waist size for sure” she laughs and slides the dish towards the middle of the table. “Please tell me you’re sharing this with me” she adds while accepting a tall glass of Oreo shake with whipped cream on the top. 

“Mmm…” you lick your lips, “that’s not the only thing we’re sharing tonight” you say with a wink as you sink 2 straws into the milkshake.

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Tagging:

@whataloadof @when-wolves-howl @youralphawolf72 @blackwidowismylove

[angy-mouse]

Fancy Like by Walker Hayes

@sisnap gave me the green light to write a bunch of countrynap songfics so buckle up cowfolk yeehaw

Ayy

My girl is bangin'

She's so low maintenance

Don't need no champagne poppin' entertainment

Take her to Wendy's

Can't keep her off me

She wanna dip me like them fries in her Frosty

“Come on, sugar,” Sapnap whined. You just giggled from the middle seat, takeout bag forgotten on the passengers you rubbed your boyfriend over his tight jeans. “While I’m driving, really?”

“I just wanna say ‘thank you,’” you insisted, pressing a little kiss to the base of his neck. “My sweet man making sure I’m fed on his break.”

“Speaking of,” he grunted out, clearing his throat as you squeezed him. “I gotta be back in fifteen. I gotta eat, baby, and as sweet as you are-”

“Eat,” you insisted, feeding him a fry and following it with a peck to his lips. You licked the salt off your lips with a smile. “I can eat when you go back, right now I wanna make sure you get to relax on your break.”

He growled, pulling into a parking space that provided the most privacy and clapping his hand down on your thigh. He pulled you into a rough kiss, only pulling away when the salty flavor on his tongue was replaced by your cherry chapstick. “What the hell did I do to deserve you,” he marvelled as he helped you undo his belt.

But every now and then when I get paid

I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade (ayy)

Ayy, ayy, ayy

You skipped over to your phone as it rang out your boyfriend’s ringtone, quickly picking it up since he was supposed to be at work. “Hey, baby!”

You heard him chuckle at your eager voice. “Hey, darlin’, how you doin’?”

You flopped back on your bed with a sigh. “Booored. I’m home alone while my hunky boyfriend works hard to pay our bills.”

“Well that is just a shame, isn’t it, sugar? Do I need to pick up some extra shifts so we can hire a poolboy for you to play with while I’m gone?”

“But we don’t have a pool,”

“Perfect, he should be able to give you all the attention you need,” he chirped, delighting in your giggles. “Listen, baby, I just got my check so I want you to get ready for when I come home. You wear that cute little sundress I love so much and we’ll go out for a nice dinner, alright?”

You hummed, running to your closet. “The blue one?”

You laughed as he made a noise like he’d been punched. “You’re killin’ me, darlin’,”

“Alright, alright, I’ll wear the orange sundress and those strappy sandals you like, sound good, daddy?”

He made a small, blissful noise of approval. “That sounds perfect, princess, I can’t wait to see you tonight.”

Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night

Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake

Get some whipped cream on the top too

Two straws, one check, girl, I got you

You patiently waited for Sapnap to put his truck in park and come around to your side- you knew better than to try opening your door yourself. “Hey, pretty girl,” he purred with a grin, pulling you into his arms and giving you a sweet kiss. “You look gorgeous, sugar,” he told you, pulling back to twirl you around.

“Thank you, daddy,” you chirped with a giggle as you finished your twirl and moved to grip the collar of his button-up, the top her buttons undone to show the top few curls of chest hair. “Did you really change in your truck?”

The sheepish grin and light blush that covered his face told you the answer. “Come on, darlin’, I gotta try to look like I have a chance with you. Can’t have anybody tryin’ to steal my girl.” You simply shook your head at him as he opened the passenger door, offering his hand to help you climb into the truck. You slid to the middle seat like you did every time you rode with him, tucking yourself into his side and purring in delight as his hand latched onto your thigh, rubbing it over the thin fabric of your skirt.

You remembered a time when you scoffed at the puppy love couples out on dates, making goo-goo eyes across the table and playing footsie under it, giggling at every little thing. Oh, how the tables turn, you thought as the waitress set down your Oreo shake with two straws stuck in it. “How cheesy,” you hummed with a giggle.

“You mean romantic,” Sap insisted with a grin, humming in satisfaction as he took a long sip. “It’s a timeless classic, like movie dates or slow dancin’ in the rain.”

“You’re the romantic,” you laughed, shaking your head at him. “My big softie,” you sighed fondly.

“All yours,” he hummed as the check got placed on the table. His hand landed on it a second before yours and he gave a sickly sweet smile. “Aw, you wanna hold my hand, do ya, sugar?” He flipped his hand over and wrapped it around yours tightly, bringing your knuckles to his lips.

“Sapnap,” you hummed dangerously. “You worked hard today, so why don’t you let me cover the check?”

“Sweetheart, I got plenty of guns in the safe at home. The day I don’t pick up the check I want you to use ‘em on me.” You tried your best to scowl at him and he pouted in return. “Now don’t be like that darlin’, you know I can’t stand to see you upset. Tell you what,” he hummed, moving the check aside and wrapping both his hands around yours. “When you decide you’re ready for a ring on that pretty little finger we’ll tell my boss to send my paycheck straight to you, then you can pay for whatever you want, how’s that sound, sugar?”

“That sounds like you’re trying to sweet talk me into letting you pay.”

“Is it working?”

“Yes,” you laughed, making him cackle along with you.

“That’s my girl! Come on, now, darlin’, don’t make me drink this all by myself.”

[haunthouse]

vi and roo, doubles!

superhero au! vi and roo are clones. vi does energy drain/manipulation, roo can possess technology. wyatt iv is also around.

It’s not the first heist they’ve done, but Vi is as nervous as the first time, anyway, until Roo shoots them a grin from the other side of the room and clicks their tongue in morse loud enough for the earpieces to pick it up: three, two, one.

They’ve been practicing their lines together for the last week. When the two of them say “This is a robbery! Throw your wallets on the ground, put your hands up, and nobody has to get hurt!” it’s perfectly in sync. Behind their domino masks, they have the same face, the same voice. Roo is projecting their voice into the bank’s speakers, too; it echoes off the smooth tile floors and makes their numbers sound far greater than they are.

They’re learning to take advantage of being a matched set.

The goal is to convince people their powers are different than they are: some kind of duplication, like Ruthless has. Vi still doesn’t like using their powers, and Roo’s can get them into places but can’t help much pulling off anything this big, and they need to pay rent now that they’ve moved out of Burnout’s safehouse.

People are listening, which is always a relief. The momentary worry of what if they don’t, what if they think we’re joking or not dangerous enough to listen to, what if someone calls our bluff dissipates like a television screen into static. They swallow back the urge to smile or laugh — giddy, even though they aren’t finished yet, and should really save that for after it’s successful.

They focus on mirroring Roo. Roo’s better at this, more confident; Vi can tell they’re having fun as Roo makes their way to the teller and sends their phones on the fritz so they can’t call for backup. Roo’s getting the big cash; Vi’s job is smaller, walking around the bank floor to scoop wallets off the ground. They should throw the whole thing into their bag, but they open each one and remove most of the cash (not all of it) and toss the wallets back, instead. It may be a waste of time, but it’s kind.

By the time Vi finishes, Roo’s got their own bag filled with cash. They meet Vi at the door, matching smiles on their faces. 

If their powers actually were in duplication, perhaps this would be the moment they melded back into one person; instead, it’s the moment they return to being themselves, no longer doubling one another. Roo slouches a little; Vi runs a hand through their hair, hairtie falling out into their palm, curls bursting into their line of vision.

Vi turns around — an impulse decision, possibly unwise — and waves, says “Thank you!” before Roo takes their arm and drags them the rest of the way out of the building, laughing as they take off down the street. They don’t slow down until they’re a good dozen blocks away; it’s only then that they realize they’ve been running the complete opposite direction from home, and they’re laughing harder, leaning up against the side of a building to catch their breath.

“That went well,” Vi says, once they’re composed enough to speak again. They shove their mask into their pocket, and Roo does the same.

“It did!” Roo’s bouncing on their toes, fiddling with the straps of their duffel bag, refusing to stay still for even a moment. It’s a sharp contrast to how they are when they’re nervous, curling up as small and as still as possible. “Got enough here for, like, a year of rent. Maybe more!”

“I got enough for,” and Vi opens up their bag, furrows their brow as they do some quick mental math. “Applebees? At least one dinner at Applebees. To celebrate.”

“Well,” Roo says, looping their arm around Vi’s and walking towards home. Their steps don’t quite match up, but they keep pace alright anyway. “Let’s call Wyatt and meet there. We’ve gotta tell them all about it.”

[prorevenge]

Dispatcher refuses to send van in for maintenance. Gets forced to change my tire while I enjoy dinner on company time.

Hey all. So this is my first story on here that is squarely just a revenge. I honestly think it's a bit more pro than petty, but not really critical enough to go full nuclear, so here I am!

This story is one of how a lowly delivery driver got to royally irk a dispatcher, waste his time, get 4 hours of overtime, meal paid for, and a free beer. TL;DR below for your pleasure.

So I was a driver for a little company that rhymes with Slamazon. I had been there for several months by this point, and had developed a reputation of being very anal about vehicle maintenance. We aren't talking like washing them or whatnot, but cleaning out urine bottles, fixing broken wiper blades, installing lights to replace the burnt out ones, or other stuff that would indicate you actually remotely care for your driver's wellbeing. (Seriously guys, I had a van once with no working lights of any kind, and the passenger side door fell off its hinges right in front of my dispatchers, and they still sent me out). Needless to say, some trips were better than others, but this particular time, well, it was a doozy.

You see, friends, I was considered a problem driver by some for being obsessed with vehicles being kept road legal. I had not caused any issues other than this. We had dispatchers that were promoted up after a month, and after hitting mailboxes, cars, and other kinds of insanity, but I was always skipped over. This naturally irked me to no end, and I was looking for better within 6 months of starting. (I was there for nearly 2 years)

Naturally, all my requests for the essential equipment and urine bottle removal was denied, so I'd buy bulbs for my van, and pull them out after my route was done so I could put them into the next one the next day, and I chucked piss bottles out on the record. Kinda gross, but better than smelling it in the hot Georgia sun in the middle of summer in a van with sometimes working AC. This nonsense continued for the entirety of my time there, of course. This event however was the first of many times I decided to get back at the dispatchers for messing with my routes, and giving me the worst vans, and so on.

You see, this van had the lights that were bad. Broken AC. Shook like mad. Squeaked. Smelled like piss, and musty taco farts. Door didn't properly lock so anybody could have stole packages from it, and not much could be done. And to top this all off, 4 bad tires. Like, metal bands exposed, and one bulging out in it's death throws. The whole day, I babied this van as best I could. Putting air in the tire a few times, and just barely finished my route with some daylight to spare. So, 10 hours on the road down, and an hour and a half back to the distribution center. I get underway, and get about half way before I felt the tell tail shake of a tire going out.

"Well shit, here we go." I say to myself, and scan my surroundings. I am on the interstate, and not very far from an off ramp. So with what little tire I have left. I limp off the ramp, and to a parking lot which is right next to an Applebees (perfect luck, all things considered). I call dispatch, and give my exact location, and tell them what happened. The conversation goes as thus.

Me-Chucketbucket007, hello, again guys! Dipfuck- Dipshit dispatcher

That's it.

Me- Hey, I got a flat over here at (my location) Dipfuck- What? How? Me- Because you sent me out in a van that needed tires? Dipfuck- Fine, whatever, everyone has gone home, so you are gonna have to wait till I get there. Me- Sure. That's fine. I'll stay clocked in, then. Dipfuck- Uh-huh. You finished your route, so I don't see why you would be on the clock. Me- Because I am still in command of this vehicle, I have the keys, and if you want me to give it back, you are going to keep me on the clock.

I had called the company HR, and explained everything before I called dispatcher, and they ensured me that my time would be recorded.

Dipfuck- ...FINE, I have things to do tonight, so we gotta hurry up.

Perfect. Time to screw with this guy.

After giving him extremely vague directions while I enjoy a steak meal, and a large beer (on the clock, and no fucks given anymore) he finally finds it. I go out there, and see that he has brought the smallest, saddest, most not suitable for the task jack in the center.

Me- Well get to it, you made me leave with this van, and you can change the tire.

Dipfuck- NUH-UH, YOU WERE DRIVING IT, AND..

I interject.

Me- Drivers are not allowed, but company policy to perform repairs to the van. (He had yelled at me previously for doing this with the bulbs) only dispatch, management, maintenance, and the repair shop can repair the van.

So I walk away to finish my meal, while he tries to fix this flat with a jack barely able to lift the front of the vehicle, and needed bricks, and other items to even go high enough. In total, I wasted 4 hours of his time, cost him time to smoke up, and he missed the game that he apparently had money on. I got my meal effectively for free with the hefty overtime I got that week.

And as an extra smackdown, corporate came in, and fired the manager, assistant manager, and this particular dispatcher for failure to maintain the vehicles to DOT standards, and for mismanaging the DSP (delivery service provider) after my lovely chat with HR during the incident. I showed them the text messages, and some of the recorded audio I had taken of dispatcher being a general douchecanoe.

A week later, and we had a temp management comprised of corporate operations that would oversee the vans getting replaced with less shitty ones, training new management, and of course, giving training on what to do if you have a vehicle fail like that, and granting drivers some maintenance permissions.

TL;DR make drivers drive a van that is unfit for service, get nuked by a pissed off driver with little to lose.

(source) story by (/u/Chucketbucket007)

[reginageorgesgirlfriend3020]

Gilmore girls - Early Christmas shopping (Part 1)

"Pizza?" Said Rory.

"Check!" Said Lorelai.

"Garlic knots?" Said Rory.

"Check!" "Said Lorelai.

"Soda?" Said Rory.

"Check!" "Said Lorelai. "Thanks dude". She said to Luke.

"Thank you Luke". Said Rory.

"You're welcome". Said Luke. "Come on put the game on. We're gonna miss it". He said.

"Basketball?" Said Rory.

"Yeah" Said Luke.

"Ugh I hate sports!" Said Lorelai.

"Not the way this team plays". Rory said to her mom.

"Can we watch something else?" Lorelai asked.

"We can watch the movie the strangers after the game". Rory said to her mom.

"Ooh yay!" Said Lorelai.

"The scary movie the strangers?" Luke said. "Doesn't scary movies give you both nightmares?" He asked Lorelai and Rory.

"Yeah" said Rory.

"Yeah, but we like to be scared haha" Said Lorelai.

Luke sighed. "Alright. Game time".

Rory heard her cell phone ring. "Hello?" She answered.

"Hey babe". Said Paris. "Do you like poetry books?" She asked her girlfriend.

"Uh yeah kinda. Why?" Rory asked.

"Just asking. I wanna get my baby something nice for Christmas". Said Paris.

Rory smiled. "Aww!"

"What?" Said Paris.

"You called me your baby" Said Rory. She giggled.

"No I didn't!" Said Paris.

"Yes you did!" Said rory.

"No I didn't!" Said Paris.

"Yes you did!" Said Rory.

"No I didn't!" Said Paris.

"Paris!" Said Rory.

"Fine. I call you my baby. That's because you're my baby". Said Paris.

Rory giggled. "Cutie!" She said to her girlfriend.

Paris smiled. "How about Scary books? Do you like scary books?" She asked her girlfriend.

"Yeah kinda". Said Rory.

"Great" Said Paris.

"Shoot the ball!!" Lorelai yelled at the TV.

"What was that?" Paris asked.

"My mom yelling at the tv". Said Rory.

"Alright that's all I needed to know. Thanks babe. Night". Said Paris.

"Night". Said Rory.

"Love you". Said Paris.

"Love you too". Said Rory.

They both hung up.

Rory picked up a slice of pepperoni and sausage pizza and started to eat the pizza.

They heard a knock on the door. It was a cold night in December.

"Oh,I think that's Lexi!" Said Lorelai.

She got up and opened up the door. "Baby!" Lorelai yelled.

"Hey hey!" Said Lexi.

Lexi jumped in Lorelai's arms as Lorelai held her girlfriend in her arms.

"Girlfriend?" Luke asked.

"Yeah" Said Rory.

"Ooh is the game on?" Lexi asked. Her and Lorelai were holding hands.

"Yeah", said Luke. "The bucks are winning".

Lorelai was holding her girlfriend in her arms. Lexi smiled. "Ooh what a block!" Both her and Luke yelled at the tv.

"Hey Lexi!" Said Rory.

"Hey Rory!" Said Lexi. Rory got up from the couch and gave her friend a hug as Lexi hugged her back.

"Do you want some pizza?" Rory asked Lexi.

"Yeah! I'm hungry I havent eaten dinner yet". Said Lexi.

After the basketball game was over Luke, Lorelai, her girlfriend Lexi, and Rory started to watch the movie the strangers.

"Do scary movies give you nightmares?" Lorelai asked Lexi.

Lexi frowned. "They do".

Lorelai hugged Lexi tight as Lexi hugged her too. "We can watch another movie".

"Can we watch the movie the woman by the window?" Lexi asked.

"Alright, I'm gonna drive home. Gotta go Christmas shopping tomorrow. Ugh". Sais Luke.

"You sure you dont wanna watch the movie with us?" Lorelai asked.

"No that's okay". Said Luke. "Night Ladies. Night Lexi". He said. He got up and put his winter jacket on.

"Night Luke. Thanks again for the pizza". Said Rory.

"Night Luke". Said Lorelai.

"Drive safe". Said Lexi.

After he left Lorelai locked the front door.

Lexi sat on her girlfriend's lap as Lorelai cuddled her. Rory started to eat the popcorn too.

After the movie was over Rory went to her room to sleep and Lorelai and Lexi slept in Lorelai's room. Lexi had her head on Lorelai's chest and Lorelai wrapped her arms around her girlfriend.

"Do you know what you want for Christmas yet?" Lorelai asked Lexi.

"An iPad. The iPad air. How about you?" Lexi asked.

"An air fryer. I think it makes the mozzarella sticks even more yummy". Said Lorelai.

As Lorelai slept she saw a note from Lexi. 'Hey babe! Going Christmas shopping! I'll meet you at Luke's diner for lunch. Love you. Xoxox'

Lorelai smiled. She brushed her teeth, took a shower, changed her clothes, and put on deodorant. She put on her winter coat and some gloves and her boots and went to buy Lexi the ipad air.

She walked into the store and saw the cashier. "I'd like to buy the iPad air please". She said. "Great". Said the cashier. "Niko will be with you shortly".

"Thanks". She said.

After 5 minutes she saw a man in a blue shirt with the name tag 'Niko'. "Hi. May I help you?" He said.

"I want to buy this ipad air. The one that's $319".

"Great. Here you go. Who's it for?". He asked.

"My girlfriend". Said Lorelai.

"Your girlfriend?" Niko gave her a weird look. "That's strange. Woman should only date men".

Lorelai grabbed the ipad. "Well guess what captain shit face? Lexi is a great girl. Shes my girlfriend. Do not speak about her like that and do not talk to me like that. Okay? Thanks". She said. She put the iPad air on the counter.

"$322". Said the cashier.

Lorelai paid with her debut card and grabbed the ipad air and left the store.

Lexi bought Lorelai an air fryer and a gift card at applebees.

Rory was at the bookstore looking at the books. She heard someone say "Hello beautiful".

'What in the world?' Rory thought to herself. She turned around saw her girlfriend. "Paris! Hiii!". She smiled.

"Hey baby". Said Paris. She gave Rory a kiss on the lips. "I bought you your Christmas present".

"Ooh! Give me! Give me!" Said Rory.

"I can't. You have to wait til Christmas". Said Paris.

"Aw man!" Said Rory.

"Come on babe. Christmas is 2 days away". Said Paris.

"That's true". Said Rory. "Where you headed to now?" Paris asked.

"To get coffee". Said Paris.

"I'll walk with you". Said Paris. "I want a muffin". Rory and Paris held hands as they walked to Luke's diner.

- At Luke's diner -

Lorelai opened the door to Luke's diner and said really loudly "Ohhh Luuuuuuke! Guess who needs coffeeeee?".

"Oh Great". Luke mumbled.

"Hey mom". Said Rory.

Lorelai turned around.

"Hey Rory! Hey Paris!" Said Lorelai.

"Hey Ms. Gilmore". Said Paris.

They saw Lexi on her laptop working.

Lorelai sat next to her. "Hey you".

"Oh, hey!" Lexi said to Lorelai. "What you up to beautiful?"

"Oh nothing. Sitting next to the most prettiest lady in the world. And...and I got you a Christmas present!" Said Lorelai.

Lexi smiled. "Aw yay! I'm just about done working on this website. It's a website for turf. Its basically people that do the turf for the playgrounds and for the basketball turfs too". Said Lexi.

"Fancyyy" Said Lorelai.

Lexi laughed.

2 more days til Christmas. Just two more days.

[stonerbughead]

Maria watches friday night lights (#5)

I made it to season 3! And I’m gonna try to post more often to keep it shorter: so here are my thoughts from 3x01 - 3x03:

-oh wow principal Tami Taylor? What a Dillon power couple.

-I just SCREECHEDDD ah this transition from coach Taylor’s “On the field or off the field, there isn’t anything Matt Saracen can’t accomplish” to Matt saying “ugh I can’t get this knot out of my shoe” 😭😂

-aww ok ok so Tyra, Landry, Saracen, and Julie are seniors now?! Fun! And Landry and Tyra really are that on again off again couple huh. They continue to confuse me and keep me from having strong opinions tbh

-wow Tyra really has a different hairstyle ever season huh

“I got just two words for ya: Jumbo Tron.” Definitely not two words, buddy but okay, go on.

“You ever seen two people engaged on a Jumbotron at a football game? I mean, just think about it, love and football are the two greatest things in the world.” Yo I hate Buddy garrity and if I were Tami I’d kick his ass right out my office.

“We’ve lost four teachers to budget cuts this year. You really think we need a Jumbotron?” -🔥 comeback by my queen Tami

-Wow billy and mindy are an item now? That tracks actually. Townie love.

“You’re a rebound from Jesus.” There’s something there about Riggins being godlike. Like, sexually. Amen.

-these teachers need a union! But I love Tami giving the teachers the floor at this staff meeting. But how fucked is education in the US that twelve years later the teachers’ union is dealing with the same issues of lack of funding and teachers having to buy their own supplies?!?!

-oh JD’s dad is an awful, controlling menace! Here we gooooo

-yooo this scene was classic

-I am Tyra:

-but also #growth that Mindy and Billy’s shall we say semi-disastrous and impulsive proposal then motivated Tyra to reach out to Tami for help to get into college! We love that.

“I gotta start living my life as Brian. I’m never gonna be Smash again.” Damn. That hurts.

“See I don’t accept that fate for myself and I’m gonna do everything in my power to avoid it.” - YES TYRA GO OFF way to stand up mediocre white man vice principal!!!

-yasss reallocate those funds from the Jumbotron to academics, you go, Tami!

-aww Tim is so endearing with Lyla damn. We always say it on Bodysuits For Bughead and it applies here: men caring is just sexy.

When I tell you I CACKLED at this Buddy reaction

-keep fighting the good fight, Tami! But yeah did you really think the press would be on your side, girl? Pitting a husband against a wife is just low hanging fruit for this town’s football press! little do they know, Tami, that your husband immediately offered to get you more wine so who’s really winning here

-yesss Tyra running for student council and Julie helping her pass out flyers, we love this

-HA Julie walking out of Applebee’s to find Matt Saracen kicking cardboard boxes out of frustration. I miss these two, I’m excited to see them interacting again.

-ohhhh shittttt Matt did the very painful thing of going to find his mom just to help his grandma, what a caring boy. He just loves his grandma 😭

-awww the old team came to practice with Smash for college tryouts?! my heart

-i PFFFTed out loud at the McCoys: “oh, Lyla is a vision, Buddy. are you sure she’s yours?”

-omg poor Riggins being uncomfortable af at the fancy dinner. class tensions~

-listen I’m honestly soft at the idea of Matt and Julie slowly becoming friends again, him offering her a ride home from work and telling her about going to see his mom and becoming an emancipated minor was so sweet and felt natural.

My heart!!!

-“you’re cute when you rant” agreed, Julie, and I respect your game!

-I’m sorry Lyla should not have to apologize for thinking a finding Nemo quote as Mindy’s wedding vows was a joke!! I would too. 😬

-usually I’m on Tami’s side but I think I’m on Eric’s side when it comes to these McCoys, I don’t trust em. Plus once I saw that valet service? Eat the rich.

-here for Matt and Julie flirting at the party and getting busted making fun of JD

-Eric Taylor grumbling “chocolate fountain” is a mood I DONT TRUST THE MCCOYS

-and like, I get that JD is talented, but Eric is right that he’s 15, new to the team, and a freshman! Like in high school sports that shit does mean something. Right?

-omg the silent background so you just hear saracen’s heavy breathing as he tries to win this game! (And fails.) oh my heart!

-ew jd’s dad is literally SMILING about Saracen’s failure? What is wrong with you sir?

-Julie waited for Matt after the game?!?! I’m sorry y’all I ship so hard! This is precious

-Aw Eric is so broken up about Saracen’s failure. And Julie and Matt are just walking along talking about anything but football. The Taylors ❤️ Saracen and so do I.

[samshafaghi]

How CNN's John King Is Using His Magic Wall After The Election

Family Dinner Options

John's wife and kids watch as he enters their home address into Google Maps on the magic wall, then uses his fingers to zoom out. Multiple restaurants in the area are flagged with red pins.

Well, we're all familiar with the Applebee's over in Dekalb County. Dekalb County as everyone knows has three Applebee's locations, that's a net gain of two locations since 2016. But in 2018, they lost our business to the Cheesecake Factory right here in Fulton County. Their food portions were massive. If you recall, we brought a ton of it back home and ate it the next day. But we also had to wait 1 hour to be seated - not ideal, as the large turnout isn't favorable for us. It doesn't appear that another visit to Cheesecake Factory is on the cards. 

Instead, we shift our attention to Gwinnett County, where there's a new Red Robin that has surged in popularity the last few days in our household. This could be the next big one, folks. And no surprise that this comes after our disappointing outing to Chilli's last week in Cobb County. Chilli's in Cobb was a surefire success in 2008, and 2012, but failed to capture that same young generation in 2016. It's still too early to call, and we want to take our time here. I understand we're hungry. We have to let the process play out. But based on recent trends and the latest data, if you're a Red Robin fan, you've gotta be pretty happy right now...

John's family sneaks out of the room. Not realizing they're gone, he just continues to yammer away. Vacation Destinations

John gathers his family around the magic wall and opens up Google Earth.

Well look, here's the facts - in 2018, we went to Barcelona. Our last trip. Barcelona is in Catalonia. As we know the President of Catalonia at that time was Quim Torra. A bit of a wild election because Torra was elected when the Spanish courts blocked the other three candidates. We spent a majority of our time in the populated Barcelona region, like over here at the landmark Ciutat Comtal. We enjoyed a nice walk through this section over here, at the beach of La Barceloneta towards Port Olimpic. We also did branch out to rural areas and landscapes, populated by the mostly blue collar workers in the Girona and Lleida regions, which had massive turnouts in the regional elections of 2015. 

But due to a rise in busy schedules in our household, along with a seismic shift in how we want vacations to feel like, the "10 day tropical resort" option is the frontrunner. Now we all remember the debacle of Cousin Mark's destination wedding in Cabot, where two unnamed family members got drunk and threw up in the pool. But heading back to that region with just our family is not only doable, but also economical. We can try Bermuda, which is over here, or maybe Turks and Caicos over there. 

John looks away from the wall. Day has turned into night. His family, exhausted, has passed out on the couch. Buying Ikea Furniture 

With his wife waiting in the car, John pulls up the IKEA floor map on the magic wall.

OK, so if we look over here, the dining table sets are on the first floor in the right hand corner. These are your Mörbylångas, your Skogstas, and your Möckelbys. Now if we tap on the Mörbylångas, you'll see it has one five star review on the IKEA website. Pretty high rating, but can you purchase something based on one review? Well, we have to be patient. It's still too close to call, so we have to go there and inspect. Next on this floor, if we just scroll through here, there's not much - we don't need any of these Hemnes bookshelves, or the storage combination units like the Bestå, or the sturdy Kallax. We can just walk through here, but it may be difficult. Usually there's a large amount of foot traffic through this area. I'm just gonna circle it and you can see, hour by hour as the magic wall data will show you, that it rises exponentially after store opening. 

John's wife begins honking the horn multiple times. She gives up and drives off. Social Media Drama

On the magic wall, John opens a browser with multiple tabs.

Here we have the Facebook profile of Shirley open. Shirley is a trusted family friend. We know this as we've known her for 30 years. She dropped a bombshell by posting disproven claims about the election with the hashtag #stopthesteal. It has 15 reactions and over 200 comments. In the business we call that getting "ratio'd". 

So let's scroll through some of these comments here. Here's one from Mark. Zooming into his profile picture, it's clear he's wearing Oakley sunglasses and he's taken the picture in his car. His comment: "Biden sucks balls #MAGA". So when you put it all together, that's not surprising coming from Mark. He's a surefire supporter of Shirley's recent post, no question.

I should also point out a lot of these comments are GIFs. We'll just scroll through them quickly here. Here's one from the 1996 film "A Very Brady Sequel," in which Marcia Brady says to Jan Brady, "Sure, Jan." By the way, that film earned 21 million against its 15 million dollar budget. Not a great return, but it did spawn that GIF so maybe not all was lost there. And then there's about 25 comments here that are 7000 words each. We obviously can't read them all, but they mostly contain a roundup of all the misdeeds by the now former President. And I'm just now seeing another 5 comments have been added, taking our total to 205. We'll keep monitoring this situation as it unfolds.

John's wife can only shake her head. She apologizes to her dinner guests. Annual Check-Up

The Doctor is astonished as John has somehow set up his magic wall in the office. A 3D model of John's upper body appears on screen.

Now, Doc, let's look up top at the respiratory system here. Check out this evolution of my lungs over time. Here they are in 2008. They look good, right? That was a watershed year, when I first got this magic wall. And then here they are again in 2012. A bit more collapsed. And that starts to become a trend. Then in 2016, it looks even worse. You said it's because I never stop talking and then you gave me a puffer that year to help control it, which ended up working pretty well. Here's a snapshot of my lungs now, in 2020. Clear as a bell.

But here's a new issue. Let's move up to my head. Let's open up the top of my skull and look at my brain. There it is. As you can see, the cerebral cortex region is just completely inflamed. You can see the color there - it's totally red. But if you look at this image from before I got my magic wall, in 2007, that same region blue. It looks normal. In 2012, however, that blue started to fade away. Clearly my cerebral cortex was flipped red - what caused this? Well, let's try and find the answer. There's a battleground situation happening here.

The Doctor writes John a prescription for Zoloft, Ambien, and horse-grade tranquilizers. In The Bedroom

John stands beside his magic wall, wearing just boxers. His wife, on top of the covers and dressed in lingerie, looks defeated. An overhead shot of their bed is shown on screen. Now honey, before we start, I just wanted to point out two key battleground areas. First, right here in the middle of the bed. This is the spot where we get into our usual position. Back in 2012, you wanted me to be on top. But in 2016, you wanted to be on top. Will there be another swing this year in 2020? Well, based on your recent trip to the chiropractor for back pain, I think it's not a total shock if it does indeed slip. Right now it's too close to call, but we'll see how things play out through the night.

Another key battleground - over here, in your nightstand drawer, are the handcuffs. You've tried numerous times to incorporate them into our love making to spice things up. Well, we can now project that I will once again refuse to wear them. This was a safe projection as I'm not yet comfortable with this particular kink. However, there was a significant effort at the grassroots level to flip this decision, and as a result, it was a lot closer than in previous years. Wolf, over to you.

Wolf Blitzer, hiding in the closet, steps out and banters with John. John's wife falls asleep.

[timehealsfanfictionbka]

Time Heals.....Chapter Forty-One

Robyn stretched her arms over her head then winced as her hand hit the wooden headboard behind her, “ouch.”

“Forgot this wasn’t your bed?’

“Shut up, Chris.”

Chris laughed, “what time is it?”

Robyn looked over the clock on the wall, “it is 9pm.”

“Damn. It feel like we’ve been sleep all day.”

“We have been. You picked me up at work at 3. We played pool for all of 20 minutes. Fucked for the last 2 hours then went to sleep. We have accomplished nothing.”

“We broke my bed in so I’m good with that.”

Robyn rolled her eyes, “you’re annoying.”

“I’m hungry, Babe.”

“What you telling me for?”

“Cook for me, please?”

“Depends on what you want.”

“Oxtails.”

“No, that takes too long unless you got a pressure cooker.”

“I’ll buy one.”

“Chris.”

“I’m serious. I really want oxtails.”

“Look, how about I call my favorite Caribbean restaurant, order some food and then we’ll eat.”

“But I want you to cook.”

“And people in hell want ice water. Nothing I can do for you, Chrissy.”

“Don’t call me Chrissy.”

“I remember how much you hated that nickname, who you used to call you that?”

“Melissa.”

“Oh, when you went through your white girl phase.”

“I did not have a white girl phase.”

“Yea, you did. Brought that little homely ass blonde, blue-eyed chick to Mama J’s house. On Thanksgiving of all days.”

“You were so rude.”

“I was not rude. That broad touched my hair and I popped her hand, that is not rude.”

“You didn’t have to hit her.”

“She touched me without permission first, I was just returning the favor.”

“Mean ass.”

“You love me.”

“I do. Come here.”

Robyn turned to face him and Chris kissed her lips, “you want me to pick up the food if you order it?”

“I’ll go. I need to grab some clothes. I didn’t plan on spending the night.”

“You don’t need anything because I already got it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Check the closet.”

Robyn frowned, “Pass me your t-shirt.”

“Girl, I’ve already seen you naked.”

“Doesn’t matter. Besides I’m cold.”

Chris sighed and reached over to grab a shirt out of the nightstand next to him then tossed it to her. She pulled the shirt over her head then climbed out of the bed.

“I can still see your ass, Ms. Fenty.”

“You can kiss it later too.”

Chris laughed as Robyn went into his walk in closet, “Oh and you need to check the left side.”

  Robyn wrapped her arms around her body as she walked into the closet and went to the doors on the left side of the closet and opened them. Her eyes widened at the complete wardrobe, “Christopher! Come here!”

A few moments passed before she heard the pitter-patter of his bare feet on the wooden floor. She turned just as he stopped beside her, “what in the hell is this?”

“Clothes. And shoes. And purses.”

“Why would you- what the hell?”

“You don’t sound pleased.”

“I’m in shock. Do you know how much this stuff costs?”

“Yea, I paid for it.”

“You know what I mean. How did you even afford all of this?”

“I have an old account that I drop money into every paycheck and I figured I’d use some of the money for something important.”

“Chris, this is too much. This is something you do for a wife or at least somebody you’re living with.”

“This is something I do for someone that means everything to me. I don’t want you to feel like a guest in my house. I want you to feel just as comfortable here as you would at home. I promised not to rush you or anything so I don’t want you to feel like this is what this is but I still want to take care of you and make sure you have everything you need even if it’s just for a weekend. Your presence is vital and having you and your stuff here is important to me.”

“Chris,” Robyn murmured softly.

“Are you gonna cry?”

“I’m trying not to.”

Chris pulled her to him and hugged her tightly, “I don’t want you to feel forced or anything so if it’s really too much, I’ll take some of it back.”

“I don’t really know how I feel to be honest. I wasn’t expecting this.”

“You should know I never do anything halfway when it comes to you.”

“This is beyond complete, this is just- wow.”

Chris rubbed her back and kissed her temple, “you ok, Babe?”

“Yea, just trying to wrap my mind around this. How’d you know my size though?”

“You haven’t changed much since high school besides I pay attention when I need to. I did take you suit shopping a little while ago.”

“You didn’t stay in the store for more than five minutes.”

“It doesn’t take much longer than that to read the size on a tag.”

“You’re annoying.”

Chris laughed, “I love you.”

“So I got a new wardrobe and we’re going to Italy. Why?”

“Because you deserve it and I want to do everything I should’ve done with you before, now.”

“Chr-”

“This isn’t about making up for the past but making sure our present and possible future is as great as it can be. You gonna argue with me about this?”

Robyn shook her head, “we still need to eat.”

“It’s late and your food place is probably closed. We can get Applebees, I’ll go pick it up.”

“No, I can go. Just order it.”

“You sure?”

“Yea, by time I finish showering and getting dressed, it should be ready.”

“Alright. Let me get my laptop.”

Chris kissed her cheek then left back into his bedroom. Robyn went back over to the closet and ran her hands across the clothes as she murmured, “wow.”

   “Chris, did you order the food?” Robyn asked as she came out of the bathroom about fifteen minutes later. She had a pair of sweats, t-shirt and a hoodie. Her arms were above her head as she was fixing her hair into a bun, “I don’t want get there too early.”

“I ordered. I should be ready by time you get there, it said it would take about 20 minutes.”

“Ok. Babe, what day is it?”

“The 15th, why?”

Robyn froze as she started mentally counting. Chris frowned at her facial expression, “what’s the matter? Is something wrong?”

“I missed my doctor’s appointment.”

“Was it for something serious?”

“Yes, my Depo shot. Holy fuck and we just had sex without a condom. Oh God.”

“Robyn, wait a minute. How late are you for your appointment?”

“A week. But if I miss it even by a day, I’m susceptible to pregnancy. Oh God, this is bad. Very bad.”

“Babe, relax.”

“Ain’t no relax. I can’t get pregnant right now.”

“What’s so bad about getting pregnant?”

“Nothing but the timing could not be worse. I need to go to the doctor tomorrow.”

“I mean we just had sex a few hours ago, I think you’ll be ok.”

“You think is not good enough. I cannot get pregnant right now. We just figuring this thing out and the last thing we need is more babies. No. No. No.”

“Ok, I get it. It’s a no. Why don’t you get the morning after pill and just-“

“I can’t. I have no idea how it will react if I get my Depo tomorrow. I gotta keep my system clean.”

“Ok, look we’ll go to the doctor tomorrow. Let them check, you get your shot and we’re good.”

“What’s with all this we?”

“I’m going with you. If you do get pregnant, I am definitely gonna be there for everything. Not missing anything this time around.”

“That’s really not necessary.”

“It’s very necessary. We’re in a relationship, right?”

“Yea but it’s really not your-“

“Your problems are my problems especially if I might’ve caused them.”

“I chose to have sex with you without protection.”

“And I chose to go along with it so we would both be at fault. Again, if you are or aren’t pregnant, I want to be there to know either way, ok?”

“Ok.”

“You gotta get used to me helping you at some point, Robyn.”

“I am used to it, just not with things like this.”

“I am here to stay, Ms. Fenty.”

“Ok, Mr. Brown. Can we go eat now?”

“We could’ve been left if you didn’t have a meltdown.”

“It wasn’t a meltdown and even if it was, I am justified. So there,” Robyn stuck her tongue out at him then started walking out the room. Chris smirked then picked her up from behind.

“Chris, you better not drop me.”

“I am not gonna drop you. You are not that heavy,” Chris replied as he locked his hands underneath her legs.

“Put me down.”

“Later.”

“Christopher.”

“Hush. We’re going to get dinner.”

                                        ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So, you gonna spend the rest of the weekend with me?”

Robyn looked up from her food, “considering I haven’t went home that would be a reasonable assumption.”

“I don’t assume anything with you. You’d change your mind in a minute.”

“You calling me fickle?”

“Did I say you were fickle?”

“I’m asking.”

“So am I.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Robyn sucked her teeth, “you’re annoying.”

“How am I annoying and you keep starting with me?”

“I am not starting with you, I asked a question.”

“Fishing for an argument, Ms. Fenty.”

“I am not.”

Chris rolled his eyes and Robyn leaned into his shoulder, “I love you, Christopher.”

“Don’t start trying to kiss up to me.”

Robyn smiled and used her hand to turn his face towards her. Chris tried to keep a frown but ended up chuckling, “it’s not fair for me to be this weak for you.”

Robyn laughed and pecked his lips, “you ready for bed?”

“You can go up, I’ll clean this up.”

“I can help.”

“No, you go get comfortable. Find something for us to watch.”

“Got a preference?”

“Nope, whatever you pick is fine.”

“Ok. See you in a few minutes then.”

Robyn kissed his cheek then left upstairs. Chris quickly cleaned up their mess and put away any leftovers before heading upstairs. He smiled as he noticed that Robyn had fallen asleep before choosing anything to watch as the Netflix home screen was showing and the remote was loosely held in her hand. He pulled the cover over her chest as he took the remote, turned off the TV and sat it down on the nightstand. He climbed in on the opposite side and pulled the cover over himself before falling asleep.

                                                  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Mommy! Mommy! You got a delivery!” Erica exclaimed as she was peeking through the window near the front door. Robyn dried her hands on a towel then walked out of the kitchen into her living room, “move from the door, Erica, so I can answer it.”

Erica moved back as Robyn looked through the peephole then unlocked the door, “Yes? How may I help you?”

“I have a delivery for a Robyn Fenty.”

“That’s me.”

“Great. Can you sign this?”

“Sure,” Robyn took the handheld computer and signed her name before handing it back over to the delivery man. He made a gesture towards his truck and another employee rolled a dolly up her porch stairs to her doorway, “where would you like this?”

“Umm…you can set it right by the couch,” Robyn replied as she stepped back and held the door open. They brought the box in and carefully set it by her couch before leaving. Robyn frowned as she locked the door behind them, “what is this?”

“Its from Daddy.”

“How do you know?”

Erica pointed to the tracking sticker that was on the side of the box.

“Erica, go get my phone and call your dad.”

“Can I FaceTime him?”

“Sure.”

Erica ran from the room as Robyn went to grab a boxcutter. She sliced open the box seams along the side and pulled back the front panel of the box. It had several garment bags hanging up and there was another small duffle bag on the floor of the box. She grabbed the bags and set them across the couch before grabbing the duffle bag and setting the box aside. Just as she started to unzip the bag, Erica came back with her phone and her sister, “Here Mommy, Daddy’s on the phone.”

“Hold it for me, I need my hands free. Christopher?”

“Yes Robyn?” His voice coming clearly through the speaker on her phone.

“What did you send me?”

“Open it and you’ll see.”

“I thought we talked about this.”

“I don’t remember gifts being off limits so no we didn’t talk about this.”

“We talked about you buying stuff for me.”

“This was bought before that conversation so it doesn’t count.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“I’ll send you the receipts, they’re timestamped.”

She opened her mouth then noticed her children staring at her, “I almost said something to you.”

Chris laughed, “just open up the bags.”

Robyn unzipped the first garment bag and it had a tag that said Erica on it, “Erica Baby, this one is for you.”

Erica handed Robyn the phone and moved to the bag. She pulled the tag off the hanger and started laying out the outfit that was inside of it. It was a black evening gown with a light shimmer and spaghetti straps, “Daddy, its so pretty. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Princess,” Chris replied.

Robyn unzipped the next garment bag and it had the tag Erin on it, “this is for you Erin Boo.”

“Yes!” Erin exclaimed as she moved to finish opening the bag. It was a dress in the same fabric but different style of her sister’s, “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome. The next two bags are yours, Robyn.”

“Girls, why don’t you take your bags upstairs and put them away?”

“Ok Mommy,” Erin and Erica grabbed their garment bags and left upstairs.

“What is in these bags, Chris?”

“Clothes. Just open it.”

Robyn unzipped the first garment bag and a black evening gown stared back at her. The goldlaced bodice looked like a perfect fit for her form. She moved to open the other bag and it was a short bag silk nightgown type of dress.

“Why do I have two dresses?”

“Because after the party is the afterparty.”

Robyn laughed, “you’re stupid. What is all this for?”

“I am taking you all out on a date this weekend. “

“To where?”

“You’ll find out when we get there. I’ll be there to pick you up Friday afternoon.””

“I’ll be at work.”

“You got the day off.”

“What?”

“I called your boss and you got the day off. And the girls are not going to school. Ya’ll have an appointment that morning.”

“Chris.”

“I’m not arguing with you.”

‘You are gonna stop telling me that you aren’t arguing with me. I appreciate the gifts but you will not start taking over my life just because we’re official. You can’t just assume that I can or will drop everything just to do something for or with you. And I am tired of you making plans without my input. You could’ve at least asked me.”

“I wanted to do something nice for you.”

“And again I appreciate it but you’ve been getting way too comfortable taking liberties that I haven’t given you.”

“What is so wrong with me wanting to do things for you?”

“Nothing except for I keep asking you not to. I have spent 8 years without your assistance. I do not need you to do anything for me and would appreciate that you would at least have the decency to fucking ask before you do. You want me to be dependent on you and that is not happening.”

“I never said I wanted you to be dependent of me, where the hell are you getting that from?”

“Your actions, Chris.”

“You know what, Robyn, fine. I will stop. Just forget everything and I’ll talk to you later.”

“Chris.”

“No, you made yourself very clear and I will abide by your wishes. Don’t worry about Friday, I’ll cancel everything and you can enjoy your weekend as you see fit. Goodnight.”

“Chr-“ Robyn was cut off as Chris hung up the phone. She plopped down on the couch and sighed.

  “Mommy?”

She looked up and saw Erin and Erica standing at the edge of the stairs, “is everything ok?”

“Things are fine. Me and your daddy just had a disagreement.”

“You were yelling at each other.”

“That happens. Seriously, it’s not a big deal.”

“Is he coming over?” Erica asked.

“No, not tonight.”

“Oh ok. Is he coming over this weekend?”

“I don’t know, he might have plans but if not, he’ll probably come and pick you guys up.”

“Just us?”

“Yea, I have some things to take care of.”

“Oh. Are you guys breaking up?”

“What? No, Sweetie. You don’t break up just because you have a disagreement.”

“Oh ok.”

“You hungry?”

“Can we have pizza?”

“Pizza, it is. Delivery or you wanna go out?”

“Delivery. Can we watch a movie too?”

“Whatever you want.”

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 1973

today was good! i finally ran some errands i'd been meaning to do for a while, and game was fun. and for a bit in the middle, i got to spend time with joel. ☺️

so yesterday was AWESOME. i didn't get much sleep because i was up late wrapping gifts and then didn't fall asleep until like 4something in the morning, and chelsea woke me up just before 8, but it was fun. momma was surprised and happy by the contents of her stocking, and everyone enjoyed the gifts i got for them. plus my sister and her husband finally was able to give me the switch lite they got for me, and they also gave me pokémon shield and i'm SO excited because i have my own console!! and pokémon game!!! and i got a bunch of pokémon and magic cards, and a pocket knife and a new shirt and a ONESIE WITH POCKETS, so overall? a+.

and then i got to go to joel's where i was given a bunch of stuff there, too. joel's brothers and their wives were there too, and it was nice to see them. john enjoyed his gifts, lisa loves her scarf, and renee loved the mug i got her, and joel was just kinda floored with my gifts for him. he was like, you know this is gonna be filled today, right? about the decanter. and he was super excited about the dice stones, too. lance and sam and ethan and hayley were also happy - i got both couples an amazon gift card. they were surprised to get something from me, because they're all limited on resources, which i get because lance and sam JUST bought a house, and ethan and hayley are moving soon, so all of their resources are going into housing and moving and stuff like that. but i was happy to give them something helpful.

i was given a bunch of stuff and i gotta say, it was awesome. i got a twelve pack of harry potter socks, a bunch of makeup from sephora (S U P E R pricey), fuzzy socks and some lotion and a fuzzy pen and stuff in my stocking, a pillow that looked like an ordinary dusk over a bridge but had MOTHMAN in one corner!!, tiny mothman plushies, a mothman enamel pin, a really pretty tshirt dress from lularoe, a hand-painted letterman jacket with MOTHMAN ON THE BACK, an applebee's gift card, a nintendo store gift card, and two gorgeous sets of dice from joel: translucent pan pride heartbeat dice, and the sylvan watermelon tourmaline dice i've been wanting for MONTHS. and then lisa gave me two more dresses - the dinosaur one she wore at thanksgiving and a brand new red one with a deep v neck that's R E D and i'm totally wearing it on new years with the red lipstick she gave me. i got to hang out with joel's family and then we went to his uncle and aunt's for dinner and the kids gave me a sephora gift card and i was surprised and happy to receive something. it was very kind of them to think of me. overall: a+

so between giving good gifts and receiving good gifts that honestly made me feel like a really cool fourteen year old, i would say that this christmas has been the best on the books so far. it was awesome.

(and getting that sephora gift card from the kids saved me almost fifty dollars - i wanted to keep my gifts for aubrey and tyler around the same price value, and since aubrey loves sephora and i don't really ever wear makeup, i'm giving her the gift card and i was able to return the gift i had gotten for her and part of tyler's gift to keep them equal-ish value. i got to return them in my adventures today. and i got rid of a bag of stuff for goodwill. and i returned yarn i didn't need. and i got more fabric for dice bags. and i found the wallet i've been searching for for two months at target, and i got myself some more magic and pokémon cards from the store bc treat yo self.)

and then after all christmas day things were done, joel and i sat together and watched chuck. it was a nice way to unwind after the day. his tummy was hurting, and i ended up learning that joel can burp on command. which is mildly entertaining but also gross. i just really love joel. so much. i would do anything for him.

(and while we were watching, i finished my aunt's scarf so i was able to give it to her today completed.)

i'm so happy that this christmas has been so amazing. i always get anxious around this time of year because people and things to do and a lot of stress bc party, but yesterday was relaxing and tomorrow will be busy but good, so i'm happy about that too.

yeah. happy.

[stranger-stark-montgomery]

Uncle Dacre

DacrexReader fluff Warnings: none, it's pure stress relieving fluff A/N: so I started this like months ago and forgot about it so I decided to finish it cos I really like this one. Didn't proofread so oops sorry for mistakes! Also if you see me switch from "I" to "you" sorry, I'm not used to first person. Yes I actually do have a niece named Hannah and yes she actually picks that movie every time ugh (but I watch it bc it makes her happy and I love her more than life itself so). My writing probably isn't going to be as ~fancy~ regarding links and all that jazz for the time being but eh whatever. Hope you enjoy :) xoxo ~~~ "Hannah's gonna stay the night tonight, is that okay?" I asked as I was applying my mascara, the only makeup I ever wear. "No, it's not okay" Dacre replied, coming up beside me. He smiled and kissed my head. "Of course it's okay. I love it when you get to spend time with her." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Me too. I don't get to see her often anymore. It's nothing like it used to be. I went from seeing her almost everyday to going weeks without even hearing from her. If it weren't for her I don't know if I'd still have a relationship with my sister." Dacre wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. "I know, sweetheart. If it makes you feel any better, I'm almost certain you're the favorite aunt," he said, nuzzling my neck. I giggled and placed my hands on his, "Only because you're here," I replied, to which he chuckled. "Well... I mean it's not a lie..." He drawled out and I playfully hit his arm. "Whatever, assbutt. I gotta go get her, you wanna come?" I ask, turning in his arms to wrap my own around the back of his neck. "You know it," he replied and pecked my lips. ~~~ "What do you want for dinner?" I ask my niece who was seated in the back of my car. "Steak," she replied excitedly. "Steak? You like steak?" I ask, amused. "Duh" she retorted and I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "I think we can make that work," I stated, rerouting my gps. "How's Applebee's sound?" "Do they have steak?" "You bet your tushi they do" I say and wink at her in the rearview mirror, to which she rolled her eyes playfully. "That sound okay to you honey?" I aske Dacre, who's sitting in the passenger seat. "Anywhere you go, I'll follow sweetheart." He said, smiling at me and squeezing my hand. ~~~ "Would you like a booth or a regular table?" The waitress asked, picking up our menus. "Whatever's open is fine" I reply, taking Hannah's hand. "I don't need your hand, aunt Amber" she grumbled, pulling her hand away and walking ahead of me. "8 going on 20," I mumbled to Dacre, who chuckled and took my hand. "I do need your hand, aunt Amber." He smirked and I giggled. We sat in the booth and ordered our drinks. "They have a small steak on the kids menu, Hannah. What do you want as a side?" "Fries please" "Good choice. Dacre? What are you gonna get?" "Hmm... You wanna do the 2 for 20?" He replied, glancing at my own menu. "Sounds good to me" ~~~ "Alright, pick from these three" I said as I knelt on the floor of my bedroom next to Hannah and a pile of movies. "Hmmm..... This one" she said adamantly and grabbed Bedtime Stories from the pile. I chuckle and shake my head; she always picks that one. "Alright, go get comfy next to uncle Dacre and I'll put it in" I smile at her and kissed her head as she walked past. I popped the movie into the PS3 and walked over to the bed, controller in hand. I smiled when I saw Dacre put his arm around Hannah as she snuggles into his side. "The other side's just for you" he said with a half smile. "Well aren't you lucky, got two girls by your side" I smile and kiss Dacre's cheek before snuggling close to him myself. I shut the light off before pulling the covers over us as the movie played. I tried to focus on it, but the familiar warmth of Dacre's body and soft scent of his cologne pulled me deeper and deeper into a euphoric state. My eyes drooped as I look over to see Hannah fast asleep on Dacre's arm, little snores falling from her lips. "I love this so much. I can't wait until we have one of our own." Dacre suddenly whispered into my hair before kissing my head. "Me too" I replied sleepily, tilting my head enough to kiss his lips before finally drifting to sleep.

[wanderlustbabyvictoria]

What I’ve learned so far:

1) Have a goal in mind. I only do pay per meet (PPM) dates so I know I'm not willing to go under $100. (I had one person offer me $10 and like no.. that’s fucking ridiculous I'm worth more.) But you gotta figure out what works for you. You’ll get more dates if you are fine with less money but I’m offering them their ideal date and that takes work (mostly to remember my lies) but still, I wanna get compensated appropriately.

2) On that note; I don’t wear make-up and barely put time into my hair but if you do you should definitely be asking for more. That’s more time that you’re putting into the date and you should be getting paid for your time.

3) USE A FAKE NAME! Or at the very least don’t tell them your real last name. You don’t want them to be able to google you/find out real info about you because they might turn out to be real creeps.

4) If you decide to let them text you off the app then get a fake phone number. I’ve heard of a lot of girls using google phone or whatever but I use an app called TextMe (it’s free) and it’s a burner number so I can delete it at any point.

5) Before going on dates figure out how you want to get paid. I like cash because it’s fun to see how much I made and I always find it funny how awkward the guys are when they slid me the cash. Or set up a pay pal with a fake email/name. NEVER GIVE OUT BANKING INFORMATION OR GIVE THEM MONEY (some say they need this to make sure the transfer works or something? Idk hasn’t happened to me but I've read about it). This might seem obvious but I've seen a lot of warnings about people falling for this. So yea, just be smart and don’t.

6) For setting up your profile I’ve seen a lot of recommendations that you should put a clear picture of your face as your first picture. I’m not going to do that, so my pictures are mostly side angles or sunglasses on. Most of these guys blur out their faces so I don’t see why I have to show mine. Honestly though, you’ll probably get more offers if you show your face but I don’t care I’ll survive. 

7) As far as a description for yourself a lot of these guys are looking for “drama free” so if you can mention that you’re chill or drama free I’d recommend it.

8) I’ve gone out with guys in their 30s but most of them don’t know what they’re doing so it may be easier to go out with someone 50 or older. But it’s not a deal breaker for me. If you pay me $100 or more I'll be there.

9) After you get an offer for a date try to make them set a date to take you out as soon as possible. It’s a waste of my time to text you every fucking second of the day for two weeks. If I'm not getting paid yet I’m not putting in the time. When I accept an offer I immediately ask them when are they free/when can we plan to meet in person to get to know each other better. That said, once a date is set verify your plans day of. If they do not answer then do not go.

10) Go to a nice place for a date, have them wine and dine you and pay a shit ton. The legit guys will want a full dinner of drinks, apps and entrees. I love this because that means I’m full by my entree so I can take home leftovers and save on another meal. Don't drink too much though, you always wanna keep your wits about you to stay safe. If the guy suggests a cheap place he’s probably a Splenda daddy. Not the end of the world, I went on a date to AppleBee’s and it was fun. But it’s way more fun to go places you won’t be able to afford otherwise.

11)  Always go somewhere public where there will be other people. Worst case slip off to the bathroom and just leave. Plus most staff at restaurants can tell somethings off when a beautiful young girl is there with a way older guy so if you’re nervous about something just excuse yourself to the bathroom find a staff and tell them you need help leaving discreetly. 

12) I have a couple trusted friends that know I’m doing this. Someone should always know where you are and who you’re with. I have my location shared with like 4 people, I tell them where I’m going and what time, I send a picture of the guy and anything important I know about them and then I set a check-in time (normally 2 hours after the date starts).

13) Be clear about what your boundaries are. If you wanna have sex cool, if you don’t no worries. You probably won’t get anything long term if you’re not gonna have sex so you’ll have trouble getting a monthly allowance but for PPM it’s fine. I normally try to save the “what are you looking for” conversation until after I get paid (sometimes half way through the date and sometimes not until the end). Have a speech ready in your head and don’t budge on it. When I first started I was super clear that I would never have sex with anyone but then realized I could get second and third dates if I lied a little and said that if the relationship progressed to something real then I would be fine with it. However I do make it clear that I won’t do anything physically the first couple dates as I get to know someone. This gives me an easy out if they try to kiss me goodnight or something.

14) Don’t let these men pick you up or drop you off anywhere. You don’t know them so don’t blindly trust them. 

15) Don’t send guys picture if they’re asking for it. If they really wanna see you before you meet (which I’ve only had happen once) then offer them a Skype session or something. When I tried this a couple years back I had one guy constantly asking for pictures but never setting a time to meet somewhere public (he always wanted to meet at a hotel because he “was married and had to be discreet.”) I should have known then he was a sketch ball but whatevs. Anyways I sent him a ton of pictures of me and never got anything back for it. He used the fact that I was new and inexperienced against me. I have had guys stop talking to me because I won’t send them a picture of my face but if they’re that worried about it then I don’t really want to go out with them.

16) TREAT THIS AS BUSINESS. You are here to make money not find love (and honestly most of these guys will not be great). But if you’re just worried about getting paid you can make it through a conversation with a misogynistic guy or just a bad date in general. 

17) Unless you get to know and trust a man do not share personal information. Most of these guys don’t even really want to know about your emotions, they wanna lay their stuff on you and expect that because they’re paying you it’s a fair trade.

18) Going off of that, you will be a listening ear for most of these guys hardships/marital problems. If you’re not prepared to listen and hold their baggage for a coupe hours/if that will exhaust you, I don’t recommend this.

19) If you’re going on a second date make it clear that you still expect compensation. I made that mistake and went out with a truly dreadful guy and got nothing out of it. Become comfortable asking for money. I suggest asking for more than you need so that if they offer you something lower it won’t be the end of the world. 

20) On the first or second date it’s best to find out what the guy expects out of an arrangement. Also have in mind what you’re willing to offer. Don’t budge on what you’re going to do. Either you’re on the same page or you’re not. There are way too many guys on these sites for you to waste your time trying to change someone’s mind or sacrifice your boundaries.