#i hope someone likes it

[beatricecrumplebottom]

SallyPlump - SFS | BOX

a new bodyshape! starter kit

Similar in size to Dr Pixel's Well-Rounded and Warlokk's Rengal but with fuller breasts like Grizzelda's SassyCurvy with less vacuum-sealed cleavage and buttcrack. It has fat and preg morphs.

Includes:

28 fullbody meshes

7 separates meshes

5 showerproof skins using osab's Visions (ages TF-AF-EF)

Almost everything has 3 or more recolors. Anything recognizably Maxis is texture referenced.

Everything is Young Adult, Adult, and Elder enabled, though I'm working on some elder-frame clothes (like what's attached to the showerproof skins.).

WSOs - SFS | BOX

Includes: AFEA to AFSP, SallyPlump morphs, and AFSP to UFSP

Models are Brandi Broke, Sam Thomas, Stella Terrano, and Jane Stacks showing off the separates.

[cookeybg]

Unexpected Cohabitation a JonDami fic

Before we get to the story I have a few words to say...

First of all, Hello!

Not sure if this will reach anyone, but I had an itch to write, so I did. I almost never post anything. I have reposted a couple things but I'm mostly a lurker and enjoy others creativity and thoughts, I like to think of myself as a cat with few brain cells.

Anyways, I read a manga YEARS ago and enjoyed it greatly and thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be funny/interesting if Jon and Damian were stuck in this situation?" Let's see if anyone eventually gets what manga I was reminiscing.

Now, this is the first time I've ever posted anything I've written and I am not confident AT ALL if this is going to be any good, but I really hope someone out there enjoys reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it...Also not sure if I should post it on Ao3???

Well enough of my ramblings on to the story.

Title: Unexpected Cohabitation

Main Characters: Jonathan Kent and Damian Wayne (some of the others show up too, the list is too long)

Eventual relationship: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne (my fave)

Stuff to know: No capes, reverse robins, high school AU, no smut, no Brucie Wayne, I know nothing about sports but it will show up, (aaand I think that's it, will add more if it comes up)

Part 1 - Chapter 1

Jon placed his lunch tray next to Kathys’ as he discreetly looked around the lunch room trying to catch a glimpse of his crush. He had only briefly seen him at the mall during summer break and in a panic hid from him behind a rack of clothes. He had regretted not saying hello and had daydreams of himself going up to him, all cool and complementing the brown eyed boy’s pink fluffy hair and then asking him out to watch a movie at the mall theater. Sadly, the daydreams would come crashing down when he remembered his mother placing shirts in front of him and trying to measure him up before heading into the dressing room. It’s not that he was embarrassed of his mom its just, he was wearing sweats and an old hoodie since none of his clothes fit him anymore due to his growth spurt and, well, his mom could be a bit much, sometimes. Throughout the whole shopping trip when she would meet an acquaintance or friend she kept gushing about how quick kids grew and how she wished they would just stop sometimes. Jon would have to bury himself if anyone from school had been exposed to that.

“Looking for Jay?” Kathy asked. Jon looked at Kathy like a deer caught in the headlights and immediately turned red. He sat down abruptly causing his tray to nearly tip unto him. He scrambled to right his milk carton before it fell. Once settled, he sighed and mumbled, “That obvious?” Kathy smirked and bit into her carrot stick making a loud snap. Jon squirmed while opening his milk carton, he took a big swing, pointedly ignoring Kathy’s stare. “Why don’t you just confess?” Kathy asked. “Confess?” Jon spluttered, “He doesn’t even know I exist!” “Jon, you two were in the same history class last year. He knows who you are.” “Yeah. But we never talked.” “Then, how about you talk to him?” That would be so awkward…” Jon bit into his chicken strip. Kathy rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation. Jon smirked and leaned in conspiratorially, “But I have a plan.” “And that is?” “I’m joining the journalism club.” “What!” Kathy yelled in surprise and then moderated her voice when some people who she startled glared at her, “ I thought you were going to join the baseball team this year, since, you know, your not in a cast anymore.” “The doctor has given the all clear and physical therapy is all done. The doctor was very impressed with how quickly I healed.” “Will they even let you do both clubs?” “Yep, I asked!” Their conversation was cut short when a murmur spread through the cafeteria like a wave. The main players of the baseball team stepped through the open double doors, all nine wearing their letterman jackets. In the lead was the most popular guy in school, Damian Wayne. Whose father was nicknamed the Prince of Gotham. Who in turn married an actual princess from some far off land, giving Damian actual royal blood. Girls wanted him and guys wanted to be him, but from what Jon had heard, guys wanted him too. Damian’s bright green eyes stood out against his brown skin, his gold earring glinted under the florescent light. He scanned the cafeteria with what looked like a sense of boredom. Colin, Jon called him Damian’s second in command, had one arm casually draped around Damian’s shoulders gesticulating wildly with his free hand. The group laughed at whatever the Colin said, but Damian only smiled as he started walking towards their unofficial table. Colin and the rest of the group broke off shoving and cracking jokes at each other while making line to pick up food. Kathy whistled beside Jon, “Now he’s someone who doesn’t know you exist.” “He looks and probably is, conceited.” Jon said offhandedly. “Look at him, he has reason to be.” “Doesn’t mean it’s cool.” “Doesn’t mean he’s not hot.” Jon turned to look at Kathy, but she wasn’t paying attention to him. Instead she was looking in Damian’s direction. Jon looked around and noticed that many were doing the same. He dragged his eyes back to look at Damian. The dude sat straight backed, elegantly eating his homemade meal from some fancy lunch bag that was probably more expensive than anything Jon owned, and scrolling on his phone completely ignoring the many eyes staring at him. Colin returned with the rest of the group nudging Damian and dropping his lunch tray with a loud smack, receiving an unimpressed glare in return. Colin smiled and placed a fruit cup in front of Damian. Jon personally didn’t get the allure. The couple of times he had seen Damian interact with others it was usually acerbic. Somehow that did not lessen his popularity and it left Jon dumbfounded. I good person should be good to others and being polite was a given, his Grandma said so and she was never wrong. Jon shrugged and went back to eating his school lunch. The rest could keep Damian he very much preferred Jay.

I hope you enjoyed it! Will post more soon, hopefully.

[xmymelosmile]

While I was watching a film, I got an idea for Isward angst/fluff.

if I go exactly based on the film, it's suppose to be Edward cheating on Isaac but I had enough angst from the movie itself so I made it into fluff.

ahem

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It's been 2 weeks since Isaac and Edward got together. They had few fights but nothing serious, mostly abt Isaac's routines.

They have a pretty good going relationship for now. Until Isaac and Chris got in a little fight, ( He tried sharing how he felt about Chris being with Nevin since Error suggested that it would be good to tell him what he feels towards the whole thing ) and Drew wasn't at school today.

After this whole thing, Isaac had to deal with Edward's fan girls. Ink tried ignoring them at first since his day wasn't going well anyway. One of the girls said "Do you really think Edward loves you? You are just another one of his partners!"

That made Isaac snaps because it went too far. "DONT you dare calling me that!" he pushed the girl so he can get out of there ASAP.

The artist went to Edward, who was talking with his cronies "Hey knife nerd!" Cody greeted him. Isaac just cling his fingers into Edward's hand which made him confused but held it back anyway.

After few seconds he recognized the sign Isaac was giving him "Hey uh, me and Isaac are going to be late for the next class, so we will go." and like that he excused himself from further conversations.

While they were walking, Edward turned his head to Isaac and asked. "Do you want to go somewhere more private?" It took few seconds to answer but Isaac nobbed.

Ed brought them to the lair and locked the door so no one could disturb them.

They sat on one of the bean bags and Ink snuggled into the taller embrace. "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine, I just want to spend some time with you..." Edward understood he didn't want to talk. Maybe guessed that the exchanging between him and Chris didn't end well. "Do you need something?"

He cling into him more and Isaac kissed him on the cheek which sent Edward in complete blush mess but he returned it soon after, on the lips. "No, just this."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

( they skipped the last class and went straight to Isaac's place to cuddle more. )

[wanderingmind867]

My Take on Booster Gold (Michael Jon Carter):

Michael Jon Carter is from Edmonton. But I get really bogged down in backstory. So let me just stick to the relevant changes I'd make to the character for my interpretation:

Booster Gold starts as an anti-hero or villian. Deep in the hole with gambling debts and needing to save himself and his family from the criminals he's angered, Michael Jon Carter decides on an impulsive whim to steal a high tech power suit from a laboratory where he's working as an assistant. He decides to take on a persona as a superhero, both so that he can help people and also so that he can gain the public's trust and then have easy access to banks and stuff, so he can steal the money to get himself out of the hole.

He gets away with it for a while, but eventually he's caught in the act by the Blue Beetle (I'll think of a reason for him being in Edmonton later). Embarrassed and under intense pressure, Michael breaks down and tells Blue Beetle everything. About his gambling debt, about his family, about how he didn't mean for it to come to this, etc. And this is what leads to Booster Gold and Blue Beetle's friendship. Together, they break up the underground gambling ring and clear Booster's debt. Ted Kord even shares his secret identity with Booster and offers him a job working for Kord Industries, so that he can help provide for his family (and probably also so that he can be close to his new friend).

Despite Blue Beetle and Booster Gold having a bond, the press only reported on Booster Gold being a fake hero who faked being a hero to try and steal from the people. Nobody knows that Booster Gold actually helped take down the gambling ring, and certainly nobody knows about how he only did to protect his family. Everyone just thinks he's a selfish, show-boating menace.

Naturally, this makes it hard for Booster Gold to join the Justice League Canada. He only gets the spot on the team because Blue Beetle vouches for him, and even threatens to walk if booster isn't offered a spot on the team.

My last note on my interpretation of the character: Michael Jon Carter and Booster Gold might as well be two different people. Michael is shy, kind of lonely and very gentle. Booster is bold and full of bluster. He's everything Michael wanted to be, but never felt he could be. For him, Booster Gold is like a persona, a role he steps into. It's exhilarating to be able to speak his mind in a way he never felt he could before.

In fact, Booster Gold even has his own backstory (created by Michael) to really differentiate between his two identities. Michael Jon Carter is "a mild mannered security guard for Kord Industries". Booster Gold is "the man from the 30th Century"! Most people assume he's lying when he says he's from the future (a recurring joke is how offended Michael is whenever people say they don't believe it. He's mad because he put a lot of work into that story!).

The one thing that pretty much only Ted Kord knows is just how different the real Booster Gold is. While everyone thinks he's an arrogant show-off, he's actually a very nice man. He's quiet and shy in his normal life, but I bet nobody would believe you if you told them that.

[katashikat]

Welcome to the Carnival

A Carnival!Jax fanfic..

The main character is my OC.. a cat neko with blue eyes, black hair and neko features, named Katashi.. this fanfic is a self ship and may or may not get spicy later on.. I don’t take credit for Carnival!Jax or the idea, he belongs to his creator, but this fanfic was inspired by @an-albino-pinetree

“Chase you can’t be serious about this..” Kat protested as she watched her friend use a bolt cutter on the chains around the wire gate. The chains snapped and fell with a loud thud to the dirt below, the gate swinging open slightly at the lack of weight.

“And why not? You love adventure right?” Chase said flashing her a toothy smile, his blue cat neko features reflecting the light of the full moon above them.

“This place has been shut down for years and there must be a reason.” Kat said laying her ears back as Chase carefully stepped through the gate before turning to face her.

“Don’t be a scaredy cat, I’m sure there’s nothing in there except cool stuff to look at, now come on before the cops drive by.” Chase argued motioning towards the building behind them. Katashi looked around a moment before sighing in defeat and stepping through the gate. The two walked up to the decent sized building, it was an old movie theater that shut down from bankruptcy, at least that’s what they say. The building was boring even before it started deteriorating, the grey walls and brick covered with plants and poison Ivy wrapped itself around the poles surrounding the entrance. The lettering on the signs above the doors were missing random letters and for a second Katashi thought she saw the words “RUN” and “BLOOD”. But she shook away the thought as they approached the already cracked open door.

“Looks like someone made it here before us.” Chase mentioned as he pushed the door open. Katashi stood back as Chase went inside and the echo of his footsteps played back to her as he disappeared from sight.

“This place is lit!” Chase yelled out as he kept looking around the lobby.

Katashi laid her ears back as she slowly stepped inside the building, the old wooden floors creaking under her weight.

“Chase??” She called out into the darkness as she took slow and cautious steps into the lobby.

“Down here!” He called back from down a hallway. Katashi’s tail flicked with anxiety as she walked around the lobby, some of the shelves still held candy, the wrappers now covered with dust. One of the candy shelves was knocked to the floor, candy scattered across the floor with empty wrappers creating an unknown trail into the darkness. The counter was a mess with popcorn boxes and cups covering the floor, the old computers glitched, hinting that there was still some power in the building somewhere. The entire building was eerily quiet with the faint sound of static echoing down the hallways, the best Katashi could see was lighter patches of black mixed among the length of the room. As Katashi walked around she suddenly tripped over a knocked down fence barricade, which sent her to her hands and knees, catching her breath she looked down to see large paw prints sketched into the dusty floor, her heart stopped as the rapid steps covered the floor before seeming to head towards a specific hallway. The paw prints weren’t like that of a dog, but large with long strides between each one.

“Uh Chase..” Katashi called out as she slowly stood, dusting herself off. Getting no answer Katashi walked off in the direction of the prints, coming into a long dark hallway, striped wallpaper tearing from the walls, Katashi noticed streaks of red drawn onto the walls, which urged her to walk faster.

“Chase!” She called out as she turned to a doorway on her left, walking into what appeared to be the theatre room. Stairs lined each side of the room, seats filling most of the room while a white screen, giving off the faint static sound she had heard earlier sat in front. Katashi stared at the white movie screen, its brightness filling the room other than the shadowed corners in which dark curtains hung, hiding the back entrance of the screen. Katashi walked down the stairs as she looked around, her ears swiveling as she listened for Chase. Speaking felt like a sin in this room, as if your voice would be the tool to your death. Nearing the bottom of the stairs Katashi looked around, the static from the screen beginning to make her ears hurt. She hoped Chase was just playing a trick on her, but he knew the consequences of such an act. He still holds a scar on his arm from the last time he attempted one. Katashi searched all the seats hoping to find him waiting for her, but he was nowhere to be seen. Katashi walked up the set of stairs leading to the screen, gently grabbing ahold of the curtain and pulling it back slightly. Her pupils shrunk to pinpricks as fear caught hold of her. In the room behind the screen, stood Chase, his hands covered in blood as he clutched a wound on his side, he was backed up against the wall, his blue hair splattered with red while his clothes had tears. Chase pinned his ears back as he stared ahead of him, his legs clearly trembling with fear. Katashi was about to speak when a large figure came into view. As Katashi looked up at him she realized what made those paw prints. Grey, colorless fur, black pants, the sound of metal grinding, it froze Katashi in place as she fearfully watched, the sound of her heartbeat about to betray her. Once fully coming into view Katashi saw a tall rabbit man, his ears nearly scraping the ceiling of the room as he walked towards Chase, the metal sounds were chains that were locked around his neck, weighing his head down noticeably. His large rabbit paws took wide steps as his noodle-like arms held a bloody knife. His eyes were large, with black pupils that nearly filled the entire space, an unnaturally wide smile was spread across the rest of his face as he stepped up to Chase, raising his knife.

“STOP IT- PLEASE- LET ME GO-“ Chase cried as he pointlessly backed up against the wall. The rabbit only stared down at him with no emotion, other than the smile that seems to be permanently placed on his face. With a sudden tilt of his head the knife plunged into Chase, his chest resisting the knife only so much as the rabbit pushed it deeper, Chase gasped as blood spilled from his lips before his body slowly slid to the floor at the rabbits feet. The rabbit then whipped his head in Katashi’s direction causing her to scream and run. She scrambled to the stairs as the rabbit walked out from behind the curtain. Katashi leaped up the stairs as fast as her cat like flexibility would let her, but when looking behind her, the rabbit was sprinting on all fours, his long ears pinned back against his head as he reached the top of the stairs in half the time, he jumped in front of her and Katashi slid to the ground before pushing away from him, sending herself falling down the stairs. She hit the ground and groaned as the rabbit hopped down to her. Before she could try to stand the rabbit gripped her by a handful of her hair, lifting her off the ground. Katashi yowled in pain and squirmed to get out of his grasp but he simply slammed her head into the wall before dropping her, letting her unconscious body rest on the floor.

Katashi woke up to find herself in a large room, when attempting to move she realized her arms and legs were chained to the wall. Pinning her ears back in fear she looked around for the rabbit, who stood in front of her, his blank stare drilling holes into her. Katashi whined and backed up as she stared up at him, remembering what happened to Chase.

“W-who are you- what do you want-“ She cried attempting to back up against the tight hold of the chains.

“I want you..” He quietly spoke, his lips moving but his teeth remaining clenched together, his ears twitched occasionally, while the rest of his body stood stiff, the bloody knife he used to kill Chase still in his hand, now dripping with more blood than before. Katashi blinked away tears as she stared up at the rabbit, foolishly pulling at the chains as if they would suddenly free her. The rabbit stepped closer to her, his large paws making soft thuds against the cold concrete floor.

“I always wanted a pet..” The rabbit spoke more to himself than to her as he reached out towards her, his white glove brushing against her cheek as Katashi closed her eyes, turning away.

“Don’t worry kitty, it won’t hurt that bad.” He said raising his knife to her as his smile slowly grew in size. Gently he placed the knife against her cheek, it’s edge resting dangerously against her soft skin, Katashi closed her eyes as she prepared for her death, but only a slight cut was carved into her cheek. The rabbit pulled back, his pupils now pinpricks as he licked the blood off the knife, his smile still wide. Katashi stared up at him as blood dripped from her cheek onto the floor, her heart pounding enough to burst out of her chest. After the rabbit licked the blade clean of her blood, he stepped up to her, quickly gripping a handful of her black hair and lifting her up to him, the chains pulling back in protest. He lifted the knife to her throat and a low chuckle echoed through his clenched, blood-stained teeth. He traced the knife down her throat and chest before resting the edge against her stomach, Katashi gasped and sucked in her stomach, attempting to make room between her skin and the blade, the rabbits large eyes sparkled as he pushed the knife closer to her, getting pleasure from watching her struggle in fear. Before he could give her another mark, a sound echoed from down the dark hallway causing his long ears to stand at attention and turn towards the noise. He growled at the interruption and backed away from her setting the knife on the table.

“Don’t go anywhere~ I’ll be back.” He grinned before hopping down the hallway on all fours.

Katashi breathed heavily as she watched him disappear into the darkness, the knife sitting ever so teasingly on the edge of the table.

“What the fuck is this place..” Katashi said as she once again glanced at the walls covered with bloody tools.

To be continued….

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[jdetan]

Chapters: 32/? Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, Hyrule Warriors: Age of Calamity (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Link/Zelda (Legend of Zelda) Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Impa (Legend of Zelda), Ganondorf (Legend of Zelda), Demise (Legend of Zelda), Navi (Legend of Zelda), Demon King Ganondorf (Legend of Zelda), OK Look Basically the Entire Cast of Ocarina of Time is in this, Various Legend of Zelda Characters, Fi (Legend of Zelda), Rauru (Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom) Additional Tags: Reincarnation, Talking Link (Legend of Zelda), Slow Burn, Friendship, Male-Female Friendship, Humor, Intrigue, Gremlin Link (Legend of Zelda), Action/Adventure, Eventual Romance, Friendship/Love, Sheikah Slate, Sheikah Technology (Legend of Zelda), Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, Developing Relationship, Deviates From Canon, Angst and Drama, First Kiss, Dorks in Love Series: Part 2 of Collaborations, Part 1 of The Heroes of the Twin Blades Summary:

Zelda joins Link on his adventures during Ocarina of Time's Imprisoning War- and Ganondorf travels below the castle, finding a withered mummy with an arm stuck to his chest.

Latest Update: Chapter 31: The Shadows of the Royal Family!

[8pxl]

14 yrs ago i started playing magic the gathering as a kid, and i had the dream to do art for them

3 yrs ago i tweeted about those dreams:

today i’ve released 11 official magic the gathering cards, and it’s honestly so surreal and insane to me! i did that!! i fulfilled a childhood dream, and i honestly couldn’t be more proud 🥹

[hychlorions]

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[lieu-rey]

first meeting

[cookeybg]

Unexpected Cohabitation a JonDami fic

Oh, the rollercoaster of emotions I have been on. I am simultaneously excited and fill with anxiety about posting my writing. Thankfully it has been more excitement than anything else (I couldn't even sleep the night I posted the 1st chapter.) Thank you so much to those that read it and even commented. It really made my day and encouraged me to post again. :)

Anyways, here's the next chapter!

Title: Unexpected Cohabitation

Main Characters: Jonathan Kent and Damian Wayne (some of the others show up too, the list is too long)

Eventual relationship: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne (my fave)

Stuff to know: No capes, reverse robins, high school AU, no smut, no Brucie Wayne, I know nothing about sports but it will show up, (aaand I think that's it, will add more if it comes up)

[In case you missed it Chapter 1 ]

Part 1 - Chapter 2

“I’m home!” Jon called out, taking off his shoes and placing them on the shoe rack next to the entrance. “Welcome home honey!” Lois popped her head out into the hallway from the kitchen, one hand covering the speaker of her cell phone, “Where’s Conner?” “He’s with Bart.” Jon saw his mom nod and resume the call she was on. He walked into the room he shared with Conner, dumping his school bag on the floor next to his desk. Both boys had loft beds with desks underneath to give each a sense of personal space in such a cramped room. Jon changed out of his school uniform into a pair of sweats and an old Cheese Vikings t-shirt. Two warning knocks stopped his from sitting and Lois opened the door. “Want to help me with dinner?” Lois asked. Jon nodded, smiling as he followed Lois into the kitchen. While prepping dinner Lois watched her son from the corner of her eye, laughing to herself at how cute her son was. He hummed and moved his hips to a beat only he knew. A slight blush graced his face and he had a smile he could not hide. “Was today a good day?”” Lois asked, amused. “Yeah.” Jon said without elaborating. “That’s good. You can tell us all about it while we eat.” Jon nodded and thought about how he had seen Jay twice after lunch. He even got to speak with him and sit in front of him in the drawing class they shared. When he had first seen the elective on his schedule he was determined to change it since he wasn’t very interested in sketching. Now, though, he was planning on staying with it. He saw Jay again when he turned in his application to the journalism club, he had even waved at him!

“I’m home!” Called Clark from the entrance, “You’ll never guess who I ran into in the lobby.” “I bet it was an escaped convict.” Said Lois while dividing up the oven baked chicken breasts into four plates. “Nope, it was me!” Conner said, emerging from the hallway already wearing a pair of jersey shorts and a tank. “Close enough.” Laughed Lois, “Help set the table please.” Conner nodded, grabbing some paper towels and utensils, placing them in their rightful places on the table. Clark ruffled Jon’s hair as he passed by turning on the living room television. Their television was old and had a couple of missing pixels on right top corner, but the sound still worked. It’s not like it was in the middle of the screen so Jon’s parents didn’t see the point of replacing it. Jon placed mashed potatoes on each plate next to the roasted carrots his mom had already plated. He could hear some lady drone on about the stock market. “Hon, turn off the TV.” Lois said, placing each plate on the table mats Conner had set. “Seems like Lex Corp. and Wayne Enterprises are going head to head in some bidding war.” Clark said, turning off the television he draped his tie on the back of the couch. He walked to the fridge to grab the pitcher of lemonade that he placed in the center of the round dinning table. Conner was already sitting and sampling the carrots with his fingers. The rest of the family joined him. Jon sat between Lois and conner and Clark sat next to Lois. “You and I know that Bruce is going to place some exorbitant bid just to get under Luthor’s skin and then win it.” Lois said smiling at Clark. “True, it’s one of his charming qualities. Clark said, filling everyone’s cup with lemonade. “Charming, eh?” Lois smirked, “guess you would know.” She smirked teasingly drinking from her cup. Clark bit into a chunk of chicken, winking at his wife. “So, boys, how did the new school year treat you today?” Conner perked up and started regaling his first day of high school. He compared the size of the school to his middle school and how much taller everyone looked. He mentioned that Bart was in his math class. “Oh! I also met this one guy whose super smart.” Conner said excitedly, “Like seriously a genius and he’s in three of my classes. Bart wants to try and form a study group with him.” “That’s a great idea, hun, maybe your grades will be better this year.” Lois teased. “My grades weren’t that bad!” Conner spluttered. Lois patted Conner’s hand and turned to Jon. “You wanted to share something with sweetie?” “Yeah.“ Jon looked up at Lois, turned to look at his two other family members, swallowed his food and cleared his throat. “I’m joining the baseball tryouts next week. The couch remembers who I am.” “That’s great news!” Clark exclaimed, “You’re basically a shoo in.” “That’s what I was thinking too.” Jon nodded, a wide grin spreading on his face, but it quickly turned nervous, “I’m also joining the journalism club.” Lois looked pleasantly surprised while Clark looked confused. Conner’s eyes ping-ponged between all their faces while shoving mashed potatoes into his mouth. “Isn’t it going to be hard juggling both baseball and the school newspaper on top of your normal school studies?” Clark asked. “Dad!”Jon rolled his eyes. “Lot’s of people take more than one club. Plus I didn’t get to take any last year due to my leg…” “Did you ask Coach if it was acceptable?” “Yes, I asked Coach and Mr. Thompson and both said that it shouldn’t be a problem, but that I had to take both commitments seriously.” “A team relies that all members pull their weight but, if you think you think you can do it-” “I think it’s a great idea!” Lois cut in.”Sounds like you’ll have lots of fun this year.” Jon beamed at Lois and Clark relented with a fond sigh.

[tooquirkytolose]

~The Most Beautiful Woman in The World~

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[theshenanijiang]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Luó "Mián Mián" Qīngyáng, Xuē Yáng | Xuē Chéngměi, Wēn Qíng (Módào Zǔshī), Wēn Níng | Wēn Qiónglín, Xiǎo Xīngchén, Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn Additional Tags: Location: Burial Mounds (Módào Zǔshī), Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Not Beta Read, we die like wwx, Found Family, Xuē Yáng | Xuē Chéngměi Deserves Better, Mò Xuányǔ Deserves Better, It's a weirdo sect okay Summary:

Wei Wuxian keeps hearing rumors about how he is starting his own sect. How he's taking disciples and making an army here in Burial Mounds. He's been resisting exactly that, but no one seems to care. So maybe it is time for the Wen Remnants and other outcasts to become the YilingWei.

[yudol-skorbi]

i am at the point where if i dont finish now i'll newer finish so yeah the rest of the gaaaaaang

[model-theory]

FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT HITBOXES THAT'S BULLSHIT CHESS YOU CAN'T TELL ME I GOT HIT THERE THIS LATENCY CRAP IS COMPLETELY UNFAIR