#hope she rots xoxo

[krownest]

i personally think there is a huge moral problem in the government/country when millions of pounds are going to be spent on the funeral and the subsequent coronation when people cannot afford to heat their homes and feed their children

[forzov3rwatch]

Every time I see people getting upset over celebrating the Queen’s death.

I get a little bit more joy out of it.

[geekforhorror]

it’s my birthday!! if it’s not to much trouble can I request a short fic with anakin abt birthdays?? Love ur work xoxo

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE <333

also i hope u don’t mind if the fic turned out to be longer :)

wish upon a star

pairing: rots!anakin x fem!reader

warning(s): none just fluff!

word count: 1.0k

It was the day Anakin had been waiting for. It was finally your birthday. He had been counting down the days ever since you told him when your birthday was when you met him two years ago. Unbeknownst to you, he had been looking the perfect gift to give you for months. Anakin went from shop to shop with no success and he felt hopeless. That was before he stumbled across a lovely clothing store with everything you liked. It had gorgeous sundresses, jewelry, and even nightgowns. He had been browsing the store trying to decide what would be the best present for a special girl like you. Then he found the answer to his unsaid prayers.

Hanging on the rack was a beautiful periwinkle colored satin nightgown with pearl straps that would drape over your shoulders. It was everything you liked in a dress and he knew it too. See, he had been taking notes on what styles and trends you had taken interest in for this exact moment. Anakin looked down at the dress and he knew it was the one. He takes the dress off the rack before heading toward the checkout counter. Anakin then lays the garment on the countertop for the cashier to scan.

“What’s the occasion, sir?” she asks him.

“It’s my wife’s birthday,” he says awkwardly.

“She must be a very special woman then,” she replies while slipping the garment in a fancy box to preserve its state.

“She is,” he says with a smile while she looks away for a second to figure out how much it would cost

“Alright sir, that’ll be 105 credits,” she confirms before he pulls out his card to insert in the credit machine. He hears pinging, letting him know that the payment went through. He couldn’t be happier. Even though the dress cost more than he originally thought it would, he didn’t regret spending his money on his special girl.

“Thank you ma’am,” he says to the lady.

“My pleasure… She’s going to love the dress,” she assures him before he walks away and out of the store. He knew he had to get home quick because he had more surprises waiting for you.

————

It had been an hour since he returned home from the store and he was multitasking as if his entire life depended on it. He had to make dinner, set the table, and change into his best attire. Everything had to be perfect for the night you guys would share together. After finishing cooking dinner, he placed the food on the fanciest plates you had and set it on the table right next to the mini candles and flowers he had bought before he arrived at your apartment. Everything was in place.

To his dismay, he heard the front door open and he saw you standing there looking more beautiful than ever if that was possible because you always looked beautiful. You were wearing a navy blue dress with the diamond necklace that he bought for you last year on your birthday. You didn’t have to dress up for your job today, but it was your special day for makers sake and you wanted to feel elegant. And you did. You must’ve looked elegant to have a man like Anakin Skywalker rendered speechless at the sight of you.

“Wow… you look… amazing,” he manages to sputter out nervously.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Skywalker,” you tease. You weren’t lying at all. He had changed into a modest black dress shirt and matching pants. You saw the way the shirt outlined and showed off his toned shoulders, but you weren’t complaining at all.

He walks over to you, taking in the sight of you once more to grasp the etherealness of your beauty.

“Allow me,” he says, now offering you his hand in which you take in a heartbeat.

“Such a gentleman,” you say with a childish like grin before walking over to the nicely decorated table in awe. ‘He did all of this for me,’ you thought to yourself.

“Ani… You shouldn’t have,” you stammered.

“Of course I had to, my love,” he reassures.

“You’re too good to me,” you say.

“You deserve it,” he says adoringly.

“I don’t know how I got this lucky,” you reply truthfully. You were being 100% genuine right now. He was your everything and you didn’t know what you would do without him in your life. Before you met him, you were lost in life and so was he, but then the two of you met and it was like it was meant to be.

“Neither do I. I mean, I get to spend the rest of my life with an amazing girl like you,” he says which practically has you blushing like a teenage girl. He hesitates for a second before pulling out a nicely decorated box with a bow wrapped around it, causing you to look at him in both awe and shock.

“I was going to wait until later, but I can’t wait any longer,” he says before handing the box over to you. “Go ahead, open it,” he says.

You look at him with a smile before opening the delicate package and removing the wrapping around the garment. Once you finally got down to the surface of the box, you took it out and realized what it was.

“Maker, Ani… It’s beautiful…” you trail, still in shock over the nightgown and its features.

“That’s why it’s so fitting, angel… because you are,” he says with a smile.

“I swear to maker, Ani… If you don’t get over here and kiss me right now, I’ll lose it,” you say, catching him off guard. He stands up and so do you before he kisses you softly on the lips. It was soft but also so intimate. Just the way you guys liked it. He had given you many things. Passion, happiness, gifts, but most importantly; his love. That was the best thing he could’ve ever given you and you couldn’t thank him enough for it. You were forever grateful for Anakin.

“I love you so much, sweetheart,” he softly whispers against your lips.

“I love you too,” you reciprocate while being lost in the kiss.

This was a birthday you would never forget.

[1989taylorsversion]

I am not saying this for drama but the main reason I backed away from being an online Swiftie is that there's always so much focus on negativity, no matter what. Taylor did a 3.5 hour long, 44-song setlist and there's still so much "I can't believe she didn't do this" or "it's so disappointing that she did this and not this" and it's just TIRING!!! We're supposed to have fun and enjoy this artist we all like but being perpetually online has turned everyone into a complainer. Opinions are totally okay to have (I posted one or two of my own!) but endlessly focusing on what you don't like instead of all the amazing things we do have is just brain-rot behavior and it is impossible to avoid it when you're in these spaces nowadays. Anyway! I love Taylor and this tour was an incredible experience and I hope you all love it xoxo

[fbfh]

light up the dark - Leo Valdez x reader [XVI]

wc: 2.7k

genre: TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF. that's it. gutwrenching nausiating fluff and emotional growth. I warned you.

pairing: Leo Valdez x goth!child of eros!fem reader

warnings: Apollo dropping a classic "I'm proud of you, kid" moment, reader has to adjust to nice safe good feelings, Harley being a feral 11 year old, Leo goes full texas mode for a minute, descriptions of camp that will make you homesick for it :')

summary: you finally make your way back to camp with your new boyfriend and new friends, and for the first time in your life, you think you know what inner peace feels like. Also, camp is just as amazing as Leo described it.

song recs: writer in the sun - donovan, proof - paramore, bad idea (reprise) - waitress obc, the cheap bouquet - pierce the veil, heaven is a place on earth - belinda carlisle, the campfire song - the lightning thief musical, happy - marina, crazier - taylor swift, how far we've come - matchbox twenty

a/n: THERE'S ONLY ONE PART AFTER THIS AND ITS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL!!!!!!!!!! honestly how far we've come is giving end credits music. Idk what to do with myself after this tbh

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280 @avashaye @perseajohnson @afidiofobia @thatmultifandomloser @yelenabel0vaswife @almostjollypizza @fictionalcomforts  @lizziebitch33  @jacksondeeznuts @girlfriendwhoseawitch @urmum-xoxo @Asunnyhunny @dustyinkpages @cowboylikekelsey @legramilis @youkissedareaderinthedark @mrscarolscaramoucheplease @cosmiq-cloud @anything-forourmoony  @i-dont-remember-a-lot  @chasingpj @1dpjohoohp @mystic-writings   @babiesimagines @dreamerball @demirunner @if-only-i-was-fictional @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 @kiara7777

You’re about half way through your iris message with Chiron, explaining your side of the story and how everything went down, that you found the sundial and are ready to come back to camp. Suddenly, he freezes, staring blankly behind you. He coughs awkwardly, nodding and gesturing behind you. You feel something warm on the back of your neck and turn around to see Apollo standing behind you. You jump up suddenly, startled at his presence. Your heart thuds in your chest and you try to come down from the spike of adrenaline coursing through you. He looks at you kindly. It throws you off, you’re still not used to people looking at you like that. 

“I knew you could do it.” He says softly. You glance over at Leo through the doorway and he follows your gaze, watching the way you look at him. The way Apollo is looking at you, you can tell he doesn’t just mean finding the sundial. He shrugs, sighing. 

“I suppose it makes sense that she would hide it in the most horrific, off putting vessel imaginable…” A sense of peace overcomes you as he speaks. It’s strangely comforting, a feeling you hope you can get used to. 

“Yeah, that does describe Eldritch Deity furby pretty well, ” you agree, picking him up from his spot on the couch. 

You smooth his crunchy fur, trancing your finger over the newly installed battery pack Leo just finished fixing up. Apollo shudders at the sight of him. You think back to a little while ago, when you finally spilled your guts and told Leo how you feel, when you finally got everything off your chest. You gaze down at Eldritch Deity furby’s horrifying face, and remember how Leo held you, how sweetly he kissed you and touched you. Part of you can’t believe you really did that, you really told him how you feel, and he feels the same way right back. Your gaze softens, head still spinning with his touch. It doesn’t feel real, but he’s been looking at you differently ever since, and that’s all the proof you need. 

Overwhelmed by a sudden sense of gratitude, you look back up to thank him, but he’s gone. You look around, but he vanished without a trace. Before you can wonder where he went, Jason enters, holding a printed out piece of paper. 

“So apparently,” he starts, irritation evident in his voice as he fidgets with his glasses, “after we pack up, we have to do all these chores before we leave. Including…” 

He skims the list. 

“Mowing the lawn.” 

You both sigh in frustration. 

“That sounds like so much fun.” You deadpan, voice dripping with sarcasm. Your eyes widen in surprise when you actually get a laugh out of Jason, before you part ways to pack your stuff and tackle this massive list of chores. 

You spend most of the rest of the day getting the house back to rights, and by that evening, you’re all piled up in the camp van. You cruise down byways and highways and freeways, getting steadily closer to Camp. The hum of the van is a relaxing white noise, and the rumbling of the car is comforting as you cruise down the highway, occasionally passing under green signs overhead, directing traffic on how to get to various places other than your destination. You’re riding shotgun, and the car seat is comfy and worn in. You trace your black nails along the ripped edges of the leather on the arm rest, and find that your gaze keeps landing on Leo in the driver’s seat next to you. 

It’s warming up, and you drive with the windows down. Fresh air swirls through the camp van, blowing everyone’s hair around, and it leaves you feeling refreshed. The snow has melted, and  the only place you see it is piled up in parking lots, shoved out of the way by snow plows. Everyone else is piled into the back of the van, squished in the rows of seats, paired off and sleeping or talking quietly. Your phone is plugged into the car speakers, and in spite of the angsty music Leo insisted you play, everyone else seems to be sleeping pretty soundly. 

“What’s this one?” Leo asks, nodding along to the beat. 

“The Cheap Bouquet by Pierce the Veil.” You answer automatically. He smiles, and you watch him tap the steering wheel. You feel your face flush, and you look away from him and out the window. You never thought someone as amazing and warm as him even existed, much less would like your taste in music. You continue to drive through the darkening sunset as your playlist titled song recs shuffles. You had time to put one together before you left, composed of all your favorite emo music to show Leo. In spite of the edgy guitars and perfectly rough vocals, it feels quiet. It’s another strange feeling, and another one you hope to get accustomed to. 

The air flows into the van, smelling like summer, and Leo reaches over for your hand, holding it in his. The feeling of his fingers grazing across your knuckles makes your chest squeeze and your stomach flip. You lean into it, slowly settling into the feeling of your hand in his, and soon you’re in another quiet paracosm with just the two of you. And Vic Fuentes. Leo smiles and squeezes your hand. 

“I think you’re really gonna like camp.” He states. You never would have believed someone telling you that you’d love a summer camp, but the way he says it, it’s hard not to believe him. 

“Yeah?” You muse, looking over at him, watching the way his eyes light up and sparkle when he talks about it. “What’s it like?” 

He smiles at you, and his chest fills with that warmth he only gets around you. He starts rambling about camp and how great it is, and he’s reminded of the first car trip you took together, just you and him and Jason. You listened to Palaye Royale and he told you about camp. It feels like years ago, but he remembers it like it was yesterday. 

“Eros cabin is number 39, I think,” he continues after you listen to him ramble about how great camp is for a few minutes. “I don’t think there are any other children of Eros at camp right now, but if you get lonely I’m sure Aphrodite cabin won’t mind having you sleep over.” 

The note of humor in his voice makes you laugh. You’re both well aware that the only sleepovers you like are the ones where Leo makes your head spin and your legs shake, but you catch a glimpse of Piper in the rear view mirror, playing a game on her switch. She has headphones in and doesn’t notice you looking at her, but she scoffs in annoyance as she loses the level she’s on again. Piper is okay in your book, all of Leo’s friends are. She’s kind of cool. 

“That doesn’t sound… terrible…” you murmur, and Leo smiles, nudging you playfully. 

“See?” He beams, “We’re gonna have you making lanyards and french braiding hair before you know it.” 

You suppress a loud laugh, one he shares. 

“Well, I guess if I have to…” You mutter. Leo looks at you again, and once again, he sees it. He sees that thinly veiled wall of disinterest masking your excitement. Except this time, it’s more playful than it used to be. Your chilly demeanor has become an inside joke, a bit for you to go back and forth with. He smiles, squeezing your hand in his before lifting it up. He presses a soft kiss to the back of your knuckles, and your skin feels electric where his lips meet it. You turn away again, staring out the window to try and hide how flustered you are. Leo just smiles. As you both breathe in the refreshing air that smells like the beginnings of summer, he thinks there will be plenty of time to get you all the way warmed up to him and his friends. The seasons are back to normal, and you have all the time in the world to get used to being loved. He’s looking forward to being the one who helps to get you there. 

By the time you finally get back to camp, it’s late at night. Really late. You expect to crash in your cabin, and catch up with Chiron in the morning. Even though you’re exhausted as you trudge up the hill, with the scent of strawberries wafting around you on the breeze, you have no idea how you’re going to sleep. Everything Leo and his friends have told you about camp makes it sound like heaven, and you really don’t want to have to wait until morning to get to experience it. As you walk over the hill and camp finally comes into view, it’s nothing like you expected. 

To your right is a large amphitheater, with a roaring bonfire in full blast. Tons of people are seated, and even more are walking around, chatting and roasting marshmallows. Lights are strung throughout the trees, and a few people are playing guitars and other instruments, leading a singalong. It looks so warm and inviting. You’re filled with a visceral sense of longing, wishing for the first time that you could be right in the middle of the crowd. Your friends laugh in delight at the surprise that everyone’s still up, and presumably waiting for you all. It wakes them from their drowsy stupor, and they push through fatigue down the hill and toward the amphitheater. Leo smiles at you before reaching for your hand.

“Come on,” he smiles, dragging you into the fray. 

Someone spots you all approaching, and everyone else notices quickly after that. A cheer sweeps through the crowd and the fire blazes, doubling in height and glowing gold. A few people run forward and tackle Annabeth and Piper with hugs. You laugh in shock, not expecting such a warm welcome so late at night. You turn to Leo, but before you can say anything, he gets tackled in a hug too. Leo laughs, hugging the 11 year old back. He greets Leo with a yell, then begins talking at the speed of light.

“...it’s been so boring without you!” Leo laughs, setting him down and ruffling his hair. 

“I missed you too, H-meister! Have any trouble holding down the fort?” The kid considers, then shrugs. “I only blew up a couple things while you were gone.” 

Leo considers, then high fives him. 

“Not bad.” Leo glances over to you, then drags the kid over, introducing you. 

“This is Harley, my half brother.” 

Harley looks between you and Leo, a little unsure, before Leo nudges him. 

“Uh- nice to meet you.” Harley says. You weren’t expecting to socialize so much this late at night, but you can tell Harley is really important to Leo. You consider how to make a good impression. You greet him back, scrambling for something to break the ice a little. 

“So, you… explode things?” 

His face lights up. 

“Yeah! We were working on this animatronic thing in Bunker 9, and we wound it up so fast it caught fire!” “Wow,” you agree, impressed that he knows so much about engineering at such a young age. Then again, if he’s Leo’s half brother, you’re not surprised the kid’s a genius. He tells you more about recent explosions, before he turns back to Leo. “Oh, Nyssa’s looking for you. She had something to tell you, I’ll go find her. Be right back!” 

He runs off before you or Leo can say anything else. You both chuckle, and Leo guides you further into the crowd, looking for Chiron and introducing you to some people along the way. Eventually you find him, and he’s taller than he looked through iris messages. He’s also half horse, which is a little surprising. Annabeth sees the shocked look on your face from a few feet away and nudges Percy, who’s reminded of the first time he saw Chiron like this too. Leo introduces you for the first time in person, and Chiron smiles. 

“We’re all delighted to have you here.” Someone sets off fireworks somewhere behind you, and everyone starts cheering. Chiron laughs. “Clearly.” 

“This is one hell of a welcoming committee,” Leo chuckles, and Chiron agrees. 

“Yes, well, I tried to keep everything regarding your arrival back at camp under wraps, but… the word got out somehow, I suppose.”

He tries to sound like he really needed to be convinced to let everyone stay up late to greet you and welcome you back, but you and Leo can both tell he’s glad you all have reason to celebrate.  He shoos you off to greet the rest of your friends and get something to eat. After a few more introductions, and some of the best barbeque you’ve ever had in your life - you threw in an extra piece for Apollo, thanking him for helping you to get her, believing that you could tell Leo how you feel - Leo drags you away to a more secluded area. Wherever there aren’t any instruments and singalongs, there are CD players scattered around, playing lively music and keeping the good vibes going. 

He pulls you away to a little grassy spot, illuminated by soft twinkle lights and soaked in moonlight. A country song is playing nearby, and even though you know you would hate it anywhere else, it sounds nice here. You get why people like it. Leo looks at you warmly, soaking in this moment between the two of you. 

“So, how are you liking it so far?” 

You take in the scenery, all the beautiful nature and architecture and worn wooden signs that make this place already feel like you belong here. You struggle to find a single flaw. 

“The heat sucks…” You reply lightly, and it’s obvious to both of you that you don’t actually care about the heat that much, but it’s the only complaint you can think of. “Yeah,” Leo sighs, looking around, “This is nothing compared to Texas summers.” 

You look back at him, raising your eyebrows in shock. 

“Oh?” Surprise is evident on your face, and he realizes he never mentioned he’s from Houston before now. “I had no idea you’re a country boy…” 

Leo seizes the opportunity, tilting an imaginary cowboy hat and bringing out his southern drawl. 

“Born and raised, ma’am.” 

You let out a beautiful, unreserved laugh, and he’s sure it’s the most beautiful sound he’s ever gotten out of you yet. You have no idea if it’s the atmosphere of camp that lives up to every good thing Leo said about it, or the let down from all the ass kicking and chaos of the last several days, but when Leo pulls you close to him and starts dancing to the country song playing around you, you finally realize that you can’t fight the butterflies you get around him. More importantly, you don’t want to anymore. He twirls you in his arms, spinning you around until you laugh again. 

You don’t care that he can tell this is making you flustered, you don’t care about how people see you anymore. You throw yourself in his arms, letting yourself feel happy and excited to the fullest extent. No one’s even staring at you, not in this little cozy spot you find yourselves in, but you really wouldn’t care if they were. You think that if this feeling stays, camp won’t be so bad. You might even like it. You might even love it. And you think that maybe anything could be fun if you do it with Leo. You know for sure that you plan to find out. He pulls you close, bringing his face right up to yours until your noses are brushing. He gazes at you with that sweet, sparkly look in his eyes, and he wants to kiss you. Before he does, he brushes his thumb across your lips, and breathes so softly no one else would hear it. 

“Welcome home.” 

[lavender-at-heart]

Dating Elvis 50s hc's

Pairing: Elvis [or Austing!elvis] x fem!reader

Warnings: tooth rotting fluff 💪😈, tiniest miniscule amount of angst at the very end.

Note: I might do one of these for each of Elvis' "eras", lmk if that's something your interested in. Also 50s elvis with his little stutter is the cutest thing alive. This kinda short too I really have to get better at making longer fics :/. Also yes you will have to deal with my Elvis obsession for a obscene amount of time.

Xoxo, CC ♡

The two of you met when he was hired by your dad to fix some wiring in your house

You had seen him around school before but had never spoken too him as he was some years older than you.

The whole time just thinking why the sweet baby faced boy with the voice of an angel was wasting his time with his current job.

You saw that he was the embodiment of pure charisma, heart and soul. You thought he could do anything he dreamed to, and you had been just dying for him to ask you out.

Everything about him seemed attractive, his voice, his hair, his way of living

Little did you know the black haired beauty had his eye on you too

Even though Elvis doesn't have a lot of money he assures you that he's worth your while and one day he's gonna get you everything you could ever dream of.

He asks you out, a nice pizza place in town- nothing fancy though

He picks you up at 6pm sharp and you two take his work truck to the place.

He showed up at your door looking as clean as a saints soul, holding a beautiful bouquet of multicolored tulips

"I-I didn't know what kind you liked. Tulips are my mommas favorite so I got them. Hope th-thats ok with you."

He'll save up every last penny to buy you something real nice , a nice red lipstick, beautiful card, a book you've been wanting, ect.

But more often then not his gifts are home made, packed full of love and meaning and/or not even material gifts but rather emotional.

After all it's the little things that count.

He'll go pick wildflowers for you during his lunch break and deliver them to you with a sweetly written note.

He always makes sure he looks his best, after all you only deserve the best. Hair always styled to perfection, shirts never having a single wrinkle, and shoes shined as often as they can be.

Sings you to sleep and makes breakfast in bed for you.

"Fresh cup of coffee for the sleepy head"

*head kisses*

Always opens the door for you, pulls out your chair, fixes your hair for you.

Gives you the biggest bear hugs and always loves to have you close.

At first he was so darn nervous around you always speaking with his stutter and afraid you wouldn't like him back.

You reassured him that you think he's the most beautiful soul you've ever met.

He'll take you to his favorite club after school to hear all his favorite singers.

You'll take him to drive in movies and kiss in his car (once he can afford to get one ofc)

You sometimes walk to his work and bring two packed lunches for you both. Can't go on having your man being hungry, or eating alone.

He'd be a little scared to show you his home, afraid you'd suddenly realize just how little money he's got and run for the hills[but that never happened ofc]

He introduced you to his mother and father, gleaming with pride as he showed them his new girlfriend.

Gladys loves you, at first she was a bit jealous of you for stealing her son away, but after seeing you encourage him to keep on dreaming her mind changed.

You also introduced him to your family, he was terribly nervous, but nothing could ever be too bad with you by his side.

When he starts trying to make a name for himself with singing, you make sure to buy every record, go to every gig, support him in any way you can.

When he goes touring for the first time you get very lonely, not used to him being so far away. Elvis calls you nearly every hour he can, he calls you more than his mother calls him.

You might drive to one of the states he's performing in and surprise him.

Always amazed at his voice and how aluring he seemed to be, you'd fall in love with him all over again.

Singing and dancing together is a must.

If you can't sing, he'll teach you.

If you can dance, he'll teach you.

Hell he might even teach you to play the guitar or the piano if he feels like it[bonus points if you already can]

He takes you to your prom and your obviously the prom king and queen 🙄🙄🙄

When he starts making some real money he'll be so happy to finally get you some really nice things.

Braging to all your friends that you date a movie star-

A new car, dresses, winter coat, puppy dog, kitten, record player, sewing machine, chess set- whatever you think you might want some day, you get it.

"Well what's mine is yours lil' darling"

You don't know how many times you've told him off for spending his hard earned money on you but he just can't seem to listen.

" just let me buy you these nice pearls mama, that's the last thing I promise."

Ofc that's the first of the soon to be massive pearl necklace collection

He invites you to move into Graceland, making sure you have your own rooms and spots just for you, or you and him.

He knows his feelings are serious, they run deeper than he could ever know

He's used to having a list full of phone numbers in his pocket, flirting back with anyone who did

But now the thought of flirting with someone else disgusts him

the pages with phone numbers have been forgotten in the trash somewhere

it's strange for him to never look at any other girl, it surprises you too.

But he only needs you and he doesn't understand why but he trusts his heart.

Oh and dont be mistaken, You are just as in love with him as he is with you~

When the news he must be sent off to Germany for two whole years reaches your ears you can barley think.

Elvis kisses away your tears and promises his swift return.

"One day- soon, I'-Im gonna m-marry, marry you. Just you wait and see."

Yes all you have to do is get through 2 lonely years and you'll be the happiest person to ever live again.

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

💛Questions for Your Ocs💛

💖your favorite color?

🕺your favorite outfit?

😼favorite sibling/parent?/j

🍕dodgeball or volleyball?

👏favorite food?

💃do you like to dance? and if so, favorite dance move?

🪷trees or bushes?

☕️do you like surprises?

🎃favorite holiday?

hope I’m not bothering you!! I just really wanna know what Tam and Karai’s favorite things are💖💖 hope you’re doing well too, eat food and drink water!! 💖💖💛💛

-Lord Freg Almighty💛👍

LORD FREG HAS APPEARED TO MY ASK BOX AND ILL SHALL DO WHAT IS ORDERED

Tysm for the ask and I think it helped me explore the characters more myself! ^^

Love it when Freg pops up in my feed >:]

💜Karai💜

💖your favorite color?

Pastel lavender or plain purple- duh!

🕺your favorite outfit?

Just the casual!

Simple lavender tank top with black shorts, she also wears purple and hot pink (yikes) striped thigh-high socks underneath with fuzzy brown boots! (And an iconic light purple mask with a big bow with a tool belt around her waist)

😼favorite sibling/parent?/j

She loves all her siblings equally- but she does hold a soft spot for the twins- they bug her the most but she'd miss it if it stopped!

Parents the same, but she does have a sort of bumby relationship with Papatello atm

🍕dodgeball or volleyball?

None- too similar to the horror stories her dad tells of... Beach balls.

👏favorite food?

Anything mildly spicy or cold soba!

💃do you like to dance? and if so, favorite dance move?

Have you met her dad? She LOVES to dance!! not sure she has a certain/favorite dancemove and just gets jiggy with it, but I suppose she doesn't mind the cupid shuffle! It's the only dance she can really do that her siblings follow along with!

🪷trees or bushes?

Trees! She's always wanted to see a full live tree and not a rotting/krang covered one!

☕️do you like surprises?

With 5 siblings... Depends on the surprise LOL

🎃favorite holiday?

She loves fourth of July- they don't really get super celebratory for the holiday, but she likes blowing stuff up with her uncle Leo!

💚Tam💚

💖your favorite color?

Gotta be lime green!

🕺your favorite outfit?

One of the only she has half the time, a darkish orange baggy top with sweat pants and a purple bandana holding back her hair with hoop earrings!

😼favorite sibling/parent?/j

Oh Tam is a grade A mama's girl- and she loves Raph, Leo, and Mikey all the same!

...It's April.

🍕dodgeball or volleyball?

Volleyball! She used to play almost wickedly good when she was younger.

👏favorite food?

Extremely spicy nachos or grilled cheese!

💃do you like to dance? and if so, favorite dance move?

Like Karai, it all depends! Sometimes she just let's loose and does random dancing... She DOES however know how to do the Wobble fabulously ✨️

🪷trees or bushes?

Gotta say bushes! But only cause she wishes to go pick berries and such with the little ones one day!

☕️do you like surprises?

Same answer as Karai +a low key mad scientist Husband-

🎃favorite holiday?

Christmas! The only time the she feels she can rightfully spoil the hell out of her kids and be with the family for some good quality bonding time ^^

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Ahh sorry it's a bit long but I just love the ask! Again, thank you for it and I'm glad I was able to share some of my wisdom on these gremlins of mine 🙏

XOXO💜!! :D

[turnaboutfix]

Lmao okay so I can’t believe it took four months of AA hyperfixing but here’s my webcomic ocs (Serin and Dija respectively) dressed up as Phoenix and Maya because one of the draws of Ace Attorney for me in the first place was how my ocs reminded me a bit of them. A couple more details under the cut. xoxo

So the most obvious similarity is Dija’s hair, lol. Serin and Dija are also found family, Dija has supernatural powers as well as an older sister (who is not dead, but she is to Dija lol), and Phoenix and Serin both have a similar temperament and a drive to do silly things for their weird girl. 

But that’s where the similarities end lol. Serin is basically a milkman career-wise and Dija is a religious zealot that runs away from home. 

I could go on (I know you lovely people are here for our funny anime lawyers) but here’s these two in the context of the webcomic (which has nothing to do with anime lawyers I’m afraid, but I hope you enjoy it anyway if you wanna check it out):

Anyway, back to our regularly scheduled Ace Attorney Brain Rot xoxo

[nancypullen]

Checking In

It's been a wonderful few days here on the Pullen spread. Matt has been in town and he's always such good company. We've had a lot of laughs, eaten too much holiday food, and just enjoyed being together. The Edgewater gang went down to Tennessee for Turkey Day, but I've had two calls from our Little Miss and have seen loads of pictures - they're having a ball. They'll be home on Sunday, Matt will fly out this evening, and we'll all brace ourselves for Christmas. We're getting decorated, my cards have arrived, and I'm ready to start wrapping gifts. The mister and I may wander into D.C. and visit the Christmas market, or we may opt to go to Baltimore's Inner Harbor - they do a big German Christmas village with loads of vendors (and German food!). Chestertown, on our side of the bridge, will have their Dickens Christmas festival the first weekend of December. We'll definitely give that a go. Doesn't look like we'll lack for Christmas cheer. I've volunteered to work the Friends of the Library booth at the Ridgley Christmas shindig, we'll see if they plug me into the schedule. I think that's on the 9th. It's tiiiiime!

In other news....I GOT A JOB! The Caroline County Library looked past my pink fluff (and maybe my age) and offered me a position! Yippee! I'll start January 16th, so come on over and see the nice granny at the library, she'll help you with anything you need. I never thought I'd be starting a new job at age 60, but I truly think it's going to be good for me in many ways. I can't just rot in this house. When the offer was made and salary and start date settled, I was reminded that this was, of course, pending a clean background check. Why is it, that even when you know you haven't had so much as a speeding ticket in decades, you wonder if you'll pass the background check? No one has lived a more vanilla life than I have, but what if they uncover that I skipped school in 1980 and egged a rival high school? I'll bet the people doing my background check weren't even born in 1980. What's the statute of limitations of egging? I may also have knowledge of several toilet papering incidents. That's it, I'm sunk.

Moving right along. I've got several artsy projects going. It looks like a glitter factory exploded in my craft room and that makes me happy. Look at these little chests (don't look at my mess).

Those are going to be tooth fairy boxes! My grandgirl and my sister's grandson are about the same age, both in kindergarten and nearing the snaggletooth stage of life. I''ll touch up the paint on these, glue in a little cushion, and place a little scroll inside printed with a poem I wrote for them: The Tooth Fairy Riding a moonbeam, she enters our land With glittering wings and a pouch in her hand Searching for treasure, a fairy's delight, a child's lost tooth, shiny and white. Upon finding a tooth that pleases her eyes, she leaves that lucky child a surprise So take care of your teeth, do your best When one is lost, use this chest Close your eyes, drift and dream She'll soon arrive on a silver moonbeam When you wake, look inside And see what treats a fairy hides

Okay, it's rough, but it'll work for little kids. It's all about the magic, folks. Make as much magic as you can for as long as you can. If it includes glitter, even better. Okie dokie, time for me to get busy around here. There are decorations to hang, things to sparkle, and cookies to eat. I hope you're doing something fun today, too. Whether that means shopping with the crowds or watching Hallmark movies and drinking hot cocoa, do it! Let's make a pact to send 2023 on its way in a cloud of merriment and happiness. The world is insane, bad news blares at us all day, so do everything you can to make your little corner of the world sweet. Sending you love and lots of holiday cheer. Sprinkle it all over! Stay safe, stay well, stay jolly. XOXO, Nancy

[inthedayswhenlandswerefew]

spare north to the future christmas/holiday headcanons? or i guess if you wrote them they would be canon? anyway here are mine, in the order of character appearance ❤️ hope you like them

when it's just her and appletini, jen makes paper snowflakes at the vet's and puts them up everywhere. she'll give a bottle of non alcoholic mulled wine to appletini, who'd have nothing to give back to jen (she is brainrotting thinking about aegon, obviously). embarrassing.

appletini tries, maybe succeeds in dragging aegon to her folks' house for christmas dinner. if he does decide to come, she'll definitely do that thing where she pats him down before entering the house with him and of course, brushing that lock of hair behind his ear. can't have that escapee getting out in front of her parents, so inappropriate!

aegon probably spends his last bucks buying something small but personal for sunfyre and appletini, then in the evening goes to ursa minor to beg for dale to put another ten rum and cokes on the tab "in the spirit of the holiday". sings christmas carols at the bar and sounds heavenly even when he's drunk. he also loves to make snow angels. fight me.

sunfyre is just happy to run around the snow and tries to eat it, hopefully no bears steal his full course meal! also if there is wrapping paper, he will tear it to pieces. keep him away from the christmas tree. (of course, everyone will forgive him once he curls up at their feet)

heather does the MOST with her christmas outfit and makeup, full mariah carey, holly jolly queen. she would love to hang out the whole night with the girl troupe at the bar but kind of understands that not everyone wants to get wasted on christmas. but she still makes the biggest effort to get everyone together bc she loves her girlies.

appletini's parents spend the whole day preparing christmas dinner together, placing mistletoes at convenient places for aegon and appletini to stumble under, making calls to neighbors to wish them a merry christmas. appletini's mom and dad also reminisce about how they fell in love and gossip about the two lovebirds.

joyce is eagerly awaiting new books for christmas, so eagerly in fact that she just buys one herself. she may not necessarily even read it right away, she just needed one to feel alive. goes with the current, doesn't care about any specific plans as long as she has her book. secretly likes the magical feeling of christmas and excepts something special to happen, though it may never!

kimberly got presents for everyone. she gives me rich girl vibes. definitely gave appletini some slutty clothing to slut that girl up slutty, saying the present was "really for aegon". probably got joyce something gothy like a skull shaped candle and some necklace/bracelet for heather with text that says "slut xoxo"

trent wears a christmas hat for the entire day and looks like an actual big elf. he gives appletini bacardi breezers for christmas without realizing that she would not indeed down them all that second and that they'd rot in the fridge until the end of january. he also buys a few drinks for aegon bc well, they are bros. the two also play patty cake while sitting on barstools and dont ask me how that ends up

the ice fisher is ice fishing, because, well, um, it's christmas. no murder allowed!

THIS IS SO CUTE!!!!!!!! and are you sure you don't live in Juneau, Alaska in 1999 because I swear it's like you know these characters and party with them at Ursa Minor 3-4 nights per week 😂😂

The thought of Appletini forgetting everything except Aegon, like 😭 "Christmas what? Jesus who? The birth of our savior when? Sorry I was preoccupied planning my wedding to a man I just met who might be a murderer. the color scheme will be green. we will live in my parents' basement."

The Ice Fisher does not necessarily respect major holidays...

You will get to see Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and Valentine's Day in the NTTF universe! Although they might not happen the way you would hope... 👀

Chapter 4 is over halfway done and will hopefully be ready in the next few days! 💜

[dawnswine]

(Remember that time you asked me to send you dead Diluc? Ask and ye shall receive. xoxo )

IN ALL THE YEARS SHE’S KNOWN HIM, Jean had always believed Diluc to be indestructible. From their first foray into the trees of Mondstadt through to intrepid trips on a blood stained battlefield, there wasn’t a single part of her that had ever thought he would succumb to his own morality. He was too young for that. Too stubborn and fierce, too quick and clever. Death was something that came to other people. To the old, the sick, the weak. It wasn’t something that came to the enemy, never the hero. Never the brave and valiant pillar of hope and goodness that had single handedly righted the wrongs of the universe with the swing of his sword and the flash of that smile. 

It had been naive to think he was untouchable. Foolish and optimistic to imagine that he would outlive everyone, including herself and continue on, like an ageless beacon of something more profound and necessary than anything on Teyvat’s green earth. It’s for that reason, that she scarcely believes it when he’s lying so still and tranquil on blood stained grass. There’s no sign of pain. No sign of agony or anguish…just solemn, immovable peace. The battle is long since over, so this has to be a joke. Any second now he’s going to open his eyes, flash that shit eating grin and laugh for making her worry. 

Yet the seconds roll by and still he doesn’t move. There’s no twitch of his fingers of rise of his chest, no flicker of movement, nor chime of a sound. The world mutes to a dull buzz as her hands grasp at his shoulders, shaking, pleading. ❝Wake up Diluc, it’s not funny anymore! ❞ What had started as amusement soon drifts to panic, the aggressive shake of her hands growing stronger as he lay so pale and still. It’s a futile attempt when her lips press to his own, forcing air into ravaged lungs as her hands press down against his sternum, as if that alone will will the life back into his body. 

Again and again and again, she repeats the process to no avail. Mouth to mouth she gives him her life’s breath, palm to chest she urges his heart to beat. Yet nothing can resurrect a flame now extinguished; when the embers have long since snuffed themselves out and retreated to a place she can no longer reach him. Without ever realising it, she’s screaming at the top of her lungs, a cry so tortured and heart wrenching it can be heard halfway to Liyue. 

She won’t give up on him. She can’t give up on him. With her vision in hand she bids it to heal him. To use whatever ounce of life force she possesses to bring him back. Yet it’s still no use. Still no bargain she can make for his life, and perhaps she knows it then, in the quiet sway of the breeze and the tears that sting her cheeks. It’s written in the way her chest begins to ache, in between half strangled sobs. When the space between her ribs once full of joy and blistering love begins to feel heavy and sharp.

Fingers drift to her own chest as the pain itself worsens; the sensation so akin to tearing as sweat blisters her brow and her skin grows pale. It’s excruciating make no mistake, but it’s nothing compared to the loss that afflicts her. Nothing compared to the outright devastation that follows as she collapses against him, her hand clutching so desperately at his own as her heart slows to a stuttered halt. 

Up until today, she hadn’t believed in dying of a broken heart. But dear reader, the day Diluc Ragnvindr died. 

So did she. 

since  the  day  he  had  held  his  father’s   decaying  conscious  ,   since  the  blood  of  his  kin  had  stained  his  hands  diluc  had  become  something  that  was  both  deadly  &  dying.   retribution  was  virulence,   turning  the  marrow  of  his  bones  to  rot,  eroding  all  that  he  had  &   would  have  been.  He  had  never  expected  to  be  understood ,   never  felt  it necessary  for  the  footfalls  of  another  to  echo  alongside his  own  as  the  encroaching  darkness  began  to  swallow  him  yet  there  she  was.  a  solitary  light  -  palliative  to  his  own  tenebrosity.     It  was  a  cruel  fate  in  which  her’s  anchored  to  his  own  &  they  sank  to  the  bottom,  to  the  depths  of  his  own  abysmal  demise.  never ,  had  he  wanted  for  her  this  fate.  Jean  had  always  been  a  gentle  breeze  in  disparity  to  his  own ,  tumultuous  gale.  she  had deserved  more  than  he  could  have  ever  bestowed  upon  her.  his  hands  were  soused  in  blood,  his  heart  a  putrefaction  of  innocence,  soured  &  blackening  -  it  had  never  been  a  place  for  her’s  to  prosper. If  he  were  to  hate  himself  for  one  thing,  as  his  vision  darkened ,  as  the  agony  of  the  fatui’s  blade  puncturing  his  abdomen  dispersed  to  something  numb,  as  if  too,  were  fading.  It  would  be  for  her ,  for  the  anguish  that  she  would  feel  at  his final  breath. 

he  had  wanted  to  reach  for  her,  but  his  arms  are  leaden  now,  the  verdant  grass  of  his  homeland  is  a  soft  deathbed,  he  feels  as  if  he  could  sink  it  into,  as  if  it  would  welcome  him  into  epilogue  of  this  hunger ,  that  which  burnt  him  to  a  cinder,  cast  the  once  valiant  warrior  to  a  darkening  pyre  of  ash.   he  sighs  &  his  lungs  protest,  each  solitary  breath  becomes  leaden,  his  eyes  are  heavy  now  too. 

Jean  looks  to  him,  concern  the  courting  of  her  brows,  her  lips  move  but  he  is  unable  to  hear  her.  he  murmurs something,  his  mouth  is  dry  &  in  finality  does  his  world  wane  to  nothingness.

[sapphiclavenderlullaby]

Lesbian Bitch Ruins Campus!!!!!!!!!!

Vic and her overused pussy is ruining my college experience!!!!!! I hope her pussy smells like rotting fish. She has a warm mouth filled with fish and pennnies. BURN IN HELLLLLLLL!!!!!!

xoxo gossip girl

[1d1195]

brothers are a whole other thing LMAO they’re crazy. they will literally call you the stupidest person they’ve met in their life but then buy u ur favorite ice cream at 2AM.

i always tell my sister that i’m so grateful i had her to help me grow up and that i get so sad when i realize she never had an older sister. her response is always that she never thought of it like that but she thinks she was made to be an older sister. i swear you guys are built different, not everyone can handle being an older sister and i have SO much appreciation for u all !!!

i promise you that your mom is 100% right. she probably ADORES you but just doesn’t wanna admit it bc youngest sibling pride yk ?😭 i refuse to believe otherwise bc i sincerely feel like you’re PERFECT sister material. dependent, funny, mature, so sooo kind.

new songs on rotation !! i’ve rlly been enjoying What I Am by zayn and Tejano Blue by cigarettes after sex

i hope you know all i can think about is Ding part 3 :) like omg it’s just been on my mind 24/7 and i can’t wait to read whatever you have. idk if you have this planned out yet, or not, but how many parts do you see this series being ??

I DID SLEEP HAHA i’ve been feeling off these past few days and i woke up SICK today🙁 it’s not too bad just a sore throat and a runny nose but i do hope it goes away soon because i have a friend’s engagement party to attend on the weekend (but im literally drinking a cold diet dr. pepper rn so i have no clue how i expect to feel better lol)

have the best day ever sam !!!

~🎶

That's so sweet about brothers 😭 I could have used that too growing up!

My sister and I sound WAY less mushy than you and your sister (no shade, just different relationships obviously) but that's so sweet! I can totally see where she's coming from I don't think I could be a younger sister. The vibe would be so off and you'd be able to tell I was not meant to be a younger sister hahahahahaha YOU'RE SO SWEET 😭😭 my sister calls me every day (even when I don't want her to because I have been girl-rotting all week on my vacation and have nothing to report) so I get annoyed with her pretty easily but I do enjoy talking to her. I wish she would put a little more effort into idk taking care of our parents? I don't live at home anymore so I feel like I'm still doing all the grunt kind of work that she could just do because she's AT HOME? but idk. she's a Drama Queen™ or maybe I am and I'm just being bossy 😂

I am putting the final touches on Ding part 3 so it's ready to go for Monday hehehehe I'm really excited about it! I think it will be my favorite part honestly. At least right now. I have it outlined for 7 parts right now! (I think i told someone 8 at one point but I did it in roman numerals and I'm dumb and can't read). But 7 is what I have right now. However it could change because I think parts 4 and 5 could end up being one part. I'm really not sure. Part of my outline for part 5 literally says "filler episode" so it's meant to be a next to nothing update.

UGH! I'm not sure where you're from but I live in New England and it's starting to be spring around here and I usually get a allergy-attack-turned-cold around now and I'm dreading it because it's SO unfair to be sick during the warmer weather. Maybe mix in some water with your Dr. Pepper hahahah Also! I truly believe cranberry juice has medicinal values. OOH I haven't listened to too much Zayn, tragic on my own part. I've heard clips of his new song Alienated though and I'm loving it! I've never heard of Tejano Blue, I will give that a listen as well!

I just made my Spring 2024 playlist--it's a lot of old stuff I've listened to in the past (don't listen to the Stuck on the Floor song I have at the bottom--it's for sad-girl hours hahahaha)

Hope you feel better!

xoxo

[smidgen-of-hotboy]

Oh, I'm not saying that our freaks (beloved) are not allowed to wear strange fashion—that is not what I meant at all. I personally do not like the jacket itself, nothing more, nothing less, but that does not mean that Vespa would not look spectacular in it. I am thinking of it contrasted against the (hypothetical, approved, adored) pink hair, which is where my dislike of it is coming from.

However, speaking of hair, I do wonder if Vespa's ever had her hair dyed a frosty sea green. I feel that it would look spectacular, but perhaps I am blinded by my lack of visualization and bias towards the color. And if her hair were ever to be dyed this color, Buddy's hair would be a far more vivid sort of red, more of a flaming sort of shade than sunset, if that makes any sense.

Xoxo,

Tattoo Jet Anon

P.S. If you were to know who I am, you would be quite surprised and shocked to learn that this is an opinion that I hold—on the jacket, that is, not Vespa's hair.

Confession: Pink Hair Vespa would not fuck in that jacket. Green Hair Vespa would. And that- is my personal opinion. Vespa is meant to wear tech-wear in my hc, and pink hair and green hair Vespa wear different outfits but they are still both tech-wear.

And in my hc yes Vespa has had frosty green hair. Vespa Green Hair is as fluent as the Ruby7 green. Perhaps at some point mid S3 itbwas dyed to match the Ruby.

Personal hc that Buddy kept her hair the same shade of red that Vespa last saw her with. Even when she was rotting away, baking in the sun, Buddy kept her hair the same vibrancy in hopes Vespa and her would cross paths, and Vespa would remember her.

And I am afraid I do not know you Jet Tattoo Anon, but I'll take your word for it.

@one-joe-spoopy @urjover

[gurugirl]

any tips for someone who has zero gun

human contact? i took open school last year (april ‘23), to prepare for national university admission exam (massive deal in my country), open school is basically when you don’t have to physically go to school, you just have to give exams that too from your home. so main purpose of this was to study and go to private institute’s classes for prep for the exam(1.3M+ students appear, and only 39k seats). and i spent a big chunk of my parents money on this private institute, but now the situation is that i’m no longer interested in studying. i cut off all my friends. i don’t talk to people at the institute. my institute has been off for 3 months now (more like i didn’t attend for 2 months, i used to sit at the library after lying to my mom that i went to the institute). i have no human contact. i rot in my bed all day. i watch youtube and instagram just to have that human interaction atleast online. it’s not that all my friends left me, it’s that i myself cut them one by one off bcz everyone was giving me the ick. my mom doesn’t talk to me in a good way, it’s either anger or nagging. she uses me not having any person against me during fights (that are caused by me bcz i share my feelings with her about not having anyone to talk to and how her not talking to me in a good way affects me, i cry like 30 seconds into taking to her). my sister is to young to be hearing all this depressing stuff from me, she’s happy with her school and friends and i want her to be that way. my dad is posted somewhere else for work so he doesn’t live with us. he calls my mom 4+ times a day, talks goofily and happily with my sister, but he never talks to me. he asks my mom what am i doing and her answer is always that i am studying, even tho i’m not and literally sitting right infront of her at dining table. he never further asks about me. i recently bought myself a new phone, i only have four contacts— mom, sis, dad and aunt, and i got my dad’s number after he ringed my phone, which he only does when mom’s not picking his calls. now i don’t pick up his calls but back when i used to, his word used to be “where’s mom?” no hi or how are you to his daughter. i talk to no one. i don’t even go to my balcony that’s attached to my own room. haven’t seen sunlight in weeks. but nobody cares

Hi sweetheart. First it's so hard to know how I can give advice for this because it sounds like you're depressed. I'm not a doctor, though. I have no qualifications to tell you what's happening, but it truly sounds like you might be going through depression. And depression can immobilize you and you may find yourself alienating from all your friends and family, a form of self-sabatoge.

If you have the ability, consider therapy. It sounds like you live in India based on what you've said about open school and nat'l university exams (I might be wrong, if so, apologies) and I don't know what options you have or what cities you live near but see if there is a program or some therapists in your area.

Take a look at this and this and here are some free online therapy chat options (7 Cups always comes highly recommended) if you'd like to talk to someone online.

I'm so sorry that you're going through this and feeling this way. I hope you find some peace and begin to feel like yourself again. While I don't have great advice for you I will say that I'm always here if you want to vent. I'll read any ask you send and hear you. You deserve to be listened to and to feel happy in life.

Also if anyone here has real advice to give or some love to share with anon please do.

xoxo

[squirrelthing85]

Stella’s 2023 doctor who journey ™ pt 5: post s3 e9

I literally am so insane about this show I am getting Into It to an alarming degree also I want to give David tennant a kiss for that last episode. Frankly the last 3 episodes. I am so sick of the whole “I’m the doctor and I’m lonely and I’m sooo sad” monologue but the Him getting the sun disease and also him becoming human was So refreshing. Like??? The theme thru this whole show of how important regular people are and how He Could Never Be That is devastating and all being seeing Him want it So Bad like dude. What. I’m so rotted and gutted about this show. The scene where he saw a human future with her rent me asunder. The doctor is my tragic shorty and I rlly enjoyed how they showed it this ep bc I Ate It Up.

Also I love martha so much I love how she’s smart and she’s also a doctor!!! She’s so amazing I just Hate how she doesn’t see that he’s not good for her! I mean I blame the writers etc etc but she is so smart and I get being down bad but I Hope her character arc is realizing that it won’t happen no matter what she wishes bc she deserves better than to be his Rose rebound (even tho I doubt that will happen) (it’s fine this is a 16 year old show) she is still my shorty my wife etc

Also next ep is blink wish me luck I don’t even know what to expect except that it’s iconic so xoxo