#just imagine her in a birthday hat ok

[onlineviolence]

yuriels birthday was yesterday … She’s A year old now. the beginning of the end was January 21st 2023

[captainfern]

Not rly a headcannon or anything but I can’t stop thinking about dad!price :( Doesn’t matter what scenarios nsfw or not, still pregnant or not I just need him

dad!price my beloved <33 @ghostlywhiskey also writes and loves dad!price too so definitely check out her amazing ideas :)

sfw and nsfw below the cut, fem!reader

sfw

dad!price can be both a girl dad and a boy dad and i hope you see the vision with this (just an fyi for stereotypical gender roles in regards to kids; obvi boys can have tea-parties and girls can like trucks, but it’s just for this little drabble ok ty <3)

dad!price with girls— you best believe he’s going all out with tea-parties. gets really into the fact one of his least favourite guests (a teddy) has been invited, making your daughter giggle and squeal. his beard will have glitter, or that cheap play makeup in it by the end of the day. his hat will be covered in stickers too.

dad!price with girls— loves a good rough n’ tumble with them, maybe in the sand or in the pool. puts them on his shoulders, tosses them around pretending to be a sea-monster (safely of course), splashes them or purposely gets them dirty and they’re just laughing and shrieking in happiness. you listen in, and he’s such a good dad.

dad!price with boys— races with remote control cars up and down the house (he actually gets super competitive and accidentally won on purpose once). loves listening to his boys talk about the lore of their hot-wheels universe, and he just sits there and suddenly have to play along to the fact that the red lamborghini galardo is a bad guy?? okay!!

dad!price with boys— just like with daughters, price loves the play-fighting aspect of parenting. tossing his sons against the couch, listening to them giggle and shout at him as they chase him through the house (of course they catch him!).

dad!price with his kids— teaches them all how to swim, and teaches them all how to ride a bike. enjoys teaching them life skills, and gets really proud when his kids succeed (he sobbed with happiness into your arms when each of his kids could finally read an entire children’s book aloud).

dad!price plays barbies with all of his kids, daughters and sons. gets really into it too. like no, son, your barbie can not come to his barbies birthday dinner. okay then, son, our barbies can fist fight each other for the one poorly dressed ken being kept in the attic of the playhouse.

dad!price who makes it his newfound mission to go to every event that his kids are apart of. sports, music, theatre, awards— he’ll be there, probably with his phone recording the entire thing too (in the future, he’ll definitely cry at his kids graduation).

nsfw

your husband has a huge breeding kink, obviously. after giving you time to rest after your first child (waiting until you were ready, of course), he would be stuffing you full again. stretching you open on his cock, pumping you full of his cum over and over again until it leaked out of you, and your tummy felt weirdly bloated.

he’s just obsessed with filling you— hands rubbing your tummy, watching the way your wet cunt milked his cock, plugging his spend inside you. imagining you pregnant again will most likely cause his cock to harden inside you.

price eats you out when you’re out too exhausted from a day with the kids, or being heavily pregnant. he’ll lay you nice and comfy on the bed and prop your legs over his shoulders. he’ll eat you out, kissing up your folds, licking and sucking on your puffy clit, stuffing your dripping hole with the thick muscle of his tongue.

when you come, he groans into you. he loves listening to you whimper and moan for him, whining his name. he’s come untouched against the bedsheets before— his face buried deep against your slick cunt, his hips rocking against the sheets.

he folds you over the kitchen counter (while your kids are at daycare/school) and fucks you hard. will make you come multiple times before he comes inside you. bonus points if you’re pregnant, and he can lift up your bump to ease your pressure while he’s filling your pretty pussy with his cock.

husband!price loves to talk you through it fr. “that’s a good girl, baby, there you go. takin’ my cock so well, aren’t you? takin’ it all in this tight cunt— fuck, there it is, just like that, sink yourself onto me, sweetheart. good girl, now rock those pretty hips— hngh, fuck, yeah that’s my girl. take it, baby, take all’ve my big cock in this tight fuckin’ pussy.”

[trev0rc0re]

Dad! Trevor would be so adorable.

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⋆⭒˚｡⋆ Like OK LISTEN we saw the way he was with Tracey, who isn’t even his OWN BLOOD in story mode. You know, when he literally went full on attack mode after finding out she was gonna exploit herself on Fame or Shame. Bro went actually BALLISTIC, grabbed a guy by the neck, publicly embarrassed an asshole producer after chasing his ass in a car for miles, and it was all for someone he considered his niece, whom he had not seen in 10+ years. Not even Michael seemed that upset or angry at the guy, and she's his kid. Trevor though…? Good lord, imagine him with his own kids.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ Would most definitely be the type of guy to say:“Fuck that, I don’t ever want kids,” then literally be the best with them. The people around him are literally shocked to see a usually rude, crass, violent man transform into a huge softy the minute a child skips into the room, instantly pulling cash out of his pocket so they can go get themselves candy, or giving out fist bumps and bear hugs at the drop of a hat. He’s so naturally good with kids that it’s scary and unnerving to those who know him. “Seriously, how is that the same guy that has massacred multiple people?”

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ Girl dad, obviously. She would take after him completely; huge, light amber eyes with flecks of yellowish gold, dark wavy hair, mischievous toothy grin… I can totally see him allowing his daughter to paint his nails in shades of bright pink, wearing the polish with pride despite his rugged appearance. God forbid anyone say anything about it, or attempt to make fun of it. Doing so would be an instant death wish— nobody is gonna make his daughter feel bad for her “craftsmanship.” She would probably try to style his thinning hair too, attempting to tie the surviving strands into a ponytail/braid and he would just let her LOLLLL. No matter how hard she pulled, or how much she kept brushing his forehead instead of his actual hair.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆Or he would take her to ballet class in his beat-up truck, but not before a detour to McDonald’s. “Better not tell mommy how you pregame for ballet, kiddo. She’ll kill the both of us,” as they’re literally both fucking up a McDouble and large fries, smearing ketchup all over her leotard LOLL. He’s such a rule breaker when it comes to his kid. Skipping half the school day to hang out at the park together? he’s down. Ice cream for breakfast? Sounds good. Driving an hour in traffic into Los Santos to see whatever pop-star she’s obsessed with at the moment? He’ll hate every second of it, but he’ll do it. He would do anything for her.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ For someone who used to care for nothing, for nobody, not even himself, he’s so involved in every aspect of her life. He cares so much about her in a way he never knew he could.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆+++ I headcannon that he would be a girl dad, but he would only have one girl. One child. He remembers what it was like to have a sibling—how he was constantly overshadowed in his youth, competing for his mother’s already-sparse attention. He would never want his kid to feel the way he did growing up, ever.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆definitely taught her how to shoot a gun, use a switchblade, drive, and swing a bat/throw a punch properly. Young too. Needs her to be able to defend herself in any situation just in case, especially with his criminal involvement. Probably bought her a mini pink switchblade for one of her birthdays, much to his s/o’s dismay. She loved it though. Also taught her how to swear, accidentally. Her first word was probably fuck.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆Looooooooves showing his kid off. Would probably wear one of those huge baby slings around Sandy Shores when she’s young, proudly displaying her any chance he gets. Bouncing her on his bony hip as he parades around the bar, a beer sloshing around in his offhand as the local drunks and crackheads look up from their own. “That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, I made this! fuck you!” Got a tattoo of her name too.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆Would Trevor be the perfect dad? With his history, probably not. Would constantly question if he’s doing enough for his child, teaching her the right values, keeping her safe from his dangerous criminal lifestyle… the thought alone of her ever getting hurt because of his work leaves his throat dry, palms sweaty with terror. Would definitely struggle with drinking or his meth addiction as an escape, attempting to cope with the thoughts of being the reason she gets hurt. Some unresolved stuff from his own shitty childhood would probably come up at some point as well, but again, he would try his absolute hardest to give her the best, safest childhood he possibly could despite his negative thoughts. He’d get clean and push through for her. He has to.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆She definitely has “my dad will kick your ass” privileges at school. Nobody ever dares to mess with her, bully her, or so much as look at her the wrong way, cuz they know he actually will LMAOOO. OR WORSE.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆…And when she gets old enough to date? Good luck. I can totally see his daughter being picked up for her first date, already nervous enough without Trevor shadowing her when her poor boyfriend knocks on their door. “Accidentally” leaves his blood-splattered bat visible in the kitchen, pistol tucked obviously in his front pocket as he rests a heavy hand on his daughter’s shoulder, staring daggers into the poor guy. “I uhh… trust that you’ll have her back on this doorstep before 8, right bud?”

Her poor date looks petrified, sweat beading on his forehead, and not from the desert heat. “Y-y-yes sir, I can even have her home before then, sir. Anything you want.”

“Perfect. Anything happens to her, or you’re even a minute late, I’ll hang you by your tiny, freshly dropped balls, got it?”

[sillystappen]

HELLO

i was wondering if you can do max as a singer and not a driver

i wonder if he can be MARINA and he interested in f1 and goes there to watch the races

HIHI!!!

Singer!Max huh? Ok I see you.

And mother of god did figuring the logistics of this AU hurt my brain :')

Ofc Max would retain his interest in F1 heck I might even make him kart when he was a kid but drop out for angsty lore reasons. Naturally this would make his relationship with his father very strained and almost nonexistent if it weren't for the fact Max still hasn't blocked his number. He spent most of his kid/teenage life with his mum and sister in belgium and thrived in music classes, having a natural sense of rhythm and being able to hear the layers in a song. He still watches F1 on tv and becomes a Daniel fan after Spain 2014 - Daniel's first podium, though he also is team Rosberg when brocedes happens (no reason other than I like Nico Rosberg)

As for his music type honest to god I can see why you would say MARINA as those lyrics can definitely be Max coded but genre wise and looking at her performing idk if that fits the Max vibes bc I wanna keep him from going too OOC. But not in a total stray from the idea of MARINA, I propose... Conan Gray. Still kinda indie vibes (and I love indie) and there's a lot of desiderium songs as well as full on pop bops and hopeless romantic stuff which give people some good emotional rollercoaster concerts. However these songs and albums release date will be manipulated to it my narrative because trying to align a calendar with an interesting plot and those songs just was too much...

For Daniel and any race settings, I am thinking of using the 2021 season. Which I'm sure you all are thinking: Silly, what would be the 2021 season without Max in it? Wouldn't it just go to Lewis without a fight? And I thought long and hard about it, looking through the grid and reserves to see who if anyone should take the seat that Max originally had and... it's Daniel. You heard it here first folks this baby is a Daniel never left Red Bull fic too. Using this Mr V's Garage's video, I borrowed the simulated 2021 season between Norris and Sainz and made it Lewis and Daniel (who will ofc win) with 3rd place going to Checo (because i like checo) and 4th Bottas. As for Abu Dhabi... there's no way it won't be controversial come on.

I imagine a meeting between Daniel and Max would be him getting paddock passes after saving up and ends up being recognised by Daniel at the Belgian Grand Prix. At this point he has he has had Kid Krow out for nearly 2 years after saving a crap load of money from royalties and a birthday gift from his sister he finally had enough money for a paddock pass over a grandstand ticket (but holy fuck those things are expensive). He meets Daniel who is like "holy shit you're Max Verstappen! Wearing my DR3 hat?" and Max feels like holy shit is very much correct because Daniel knows who he is?!?! Queue both of them having a fanboy moment and Daniel admitting he cried when he heard heather for the first time. But Daniel has to be pulled away so he gives Max his number and invites him to the garage (much to christian's chagrin but hey, number one golden driver championship contender privileges). Max totally nerds and Daniel thinks its cute and the mechanics are surprised by Max's knowledge.

They go on "friend-dates" to get to know each other properly and surprisingly (to them not to us) they click really well. Daniel invites him to GPs and Max invites Daniel to music video sets (they sneak Daniel into an MV and if you look close enough you can see him in the background) and a lot of trips to the recording studio. The internet being the internet picks up on this and are like AIN'T NO WAY OMG WORLDS COLLIDING all dramatic like that. There's even TikTok edits and a small tumblr community (hi) about them.

Then one day Max goes on an interview and is asked about Daniel. "He's probably the best person in my life right now, outside of work and family. Gosh, I've been a fan since 2014, and my sister will tell you I yelled pretty loudly when he won in Canada that year. But the Daniel you guys see in media is only half the story. He's kind and considerate and generous and a really comfortable person to be around and I am glad I bumped into him in Spa. He's been my rock as I work on my newest album."

Hashtag maxiel starts popping off a lot more mainstream and Daniel calls Max after the interview to tell him how sweet and lovely he is and as he gushes Daniel has the 'oh I love him' moment, like actually in love and not just a how a fan would. He doesn't say it, of course, but the penny has dropped.

For Max, the 'oh I love him' would be when they're back in Daniel's hotel room post race (that Daniel won ofc) and they're sat on a sofa in front of a quiet TV playing some sort of movie when Daniel falls asleep on Max's shoulder. Max looks down at him and just knows 'i love him' then and there. It's a quiet realisation, and one he is content with.

As for how they get together, it's one of the times Daniel is in Max's recording studio listening as Max sings, completely entrapped. When Max finishes and sits down next to him, he asks what Daniel thinks Daniel doesn't hesitate to say he thinks Max is amazing and that the song will be a hit, but suggests a few tweaks to the instrumental. Max takes this seriously and appreciates the honesty, kissing Daniel's cheek as thanks. It was the way Max looked at him and gently held his face that has Daniel sitting there for a moment before going fuck it and properly kissing Max.

They don't announce their relationship until Daniel after wins his second championship in 2022 but spend the rest of 2021 and the entirety of 2022 soft launching it and teasing. Daniel posts photos of Max hugging him in Abu Dhabi 2021 and lots of photos of them hanging out in winter and summer break. The F1 media catches Max in the paddock and Red Bull garage a lot and Daniel at the Superache tour in late 2022 (what about the tour? what tour? the early 2022 world tour? yh that didnt happen I'm just adding a couple songs from there into the superache setlist). Max also posts a video of Daniel lipsyncing to Overdrive whilst holding a deodorant can and standing on a bed.

The actual announcement spooks the F1 world more than the music one and at first it's a lot for them, the questions and the prying, the demand to know it all and of course the homophobia but they get through it all fine and dandy.

Oh and Jimmy and Sassy? They give Daniel the seal of approval the moment he shows up offering pets. And that was the only outside opinion that ever mattered.

{I may flesh this into a full on fic, but I also might not but I liked your idea anyway and wanted to put the concept I created into the world! I hope you like it.}

[badkitty3000]

what kind of clothes do you think five would like on his s/o?? what casual clothes would he like for himself?? ik we saw a bit in s3 but i need more vest five😭😭

So, as usual, I feel like I can go a couple different ways with this answer, but I'm going to mostly focus on my own personal headcanon version or we're going to be here all day. In my own little Five world, he's a uniform guy. He wore a uniform as a kid in the academy, he wore a (I assume) company-issued suit in the Commission, again with the academy uniform, and then when he actually had a bit of a choice he got to relax in his retirement clothes for about 12 hours before it was back to business again, and then...suit. So, to me, this is just easier for him. He doesn't have to think about what to wear every day, matching colors, and shopping for new clothes. He is stylish, yet practical, and it's clear that looking put together is a priority for him. After wearing whatever he could get his hands on in the apocalypse, and having to dress for extreme weather, it's probably a luxury for him to be able to dress the way he wants. But there's also a second, very important reason for this headcanon of mine and that is....HAVE YOU SEEN HIM IN A FUCKING SUIT!!???

*wiping drool off my chin* Sorry, I don't know what came over me.

Ok, as I was saying...it is also a headcanon of mine that once he's finally settled down, maybe married, has a family, etc, his casual outfits consist of jeans and a plain black t-shirt. This is his new "uniform" and again, it's stylish but he doesn't have to think about it. He wears this every day, unless he's going out somewhere nice or maybe having to perform a random assassination, then it's back to the suit. (also, if you're wondering, and I'm sure you are...black boxer briefs...always).

Now, retirement Five in his little hat and vest is adorable, don't get me wrong, and is much more in line with his character's age and personality than how I write him. I could totally see him embarrassing his kid by showing up to their softball game in black socks and sandals, wearing his dorky weird old-man glasses.

I could also see him wearing a sweatshirt with the name of his kid's school on the front and "Hargreeves" on the back. Oh my god, let's just stop and imagine that for a moment, shall we?😭😭😭

You also asked about what he would like his s/o to wear. I covered this a little in my nsfw headcanons, but I'll elaborate a little more. I definitely think he checks ladies out. Dancers, strippers, random women at the grocery store; I think deep down Five is a sex-starved freak that has a lot of lost time to make up for. However, even though a nice body and skimpy clothes is going to catch his attention, that's not really what he cares about. He would be just as happy with his girl in frumpy sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt as he would be with her in a tight cocktail dress. Now, given the choice, if you were really going to press him on it, I'd say he would want to see her in a tight skirt that shows off her ass and tall heels to accentuate her legs. But again, it doesn't really matter what she wears, he's going to think she's the prettiest/sexiest woman on the planet regardless. And ketchup-stained sweatpants and a Garfield shirt are just as easy to tear off and throw on the floor as a tight dress is. 😉

I do think Five would take time and try and find and buy something for his s/o for her birthday or Christmas that he knows she would like. He would pay attention to her style and if he was out somewhere and came across an outfit, or hat and scarf, or even lingerie that reminded him of her, he'd buy it and then watch expectedly and nervously as she opened it in front of him. Then he would be so happy every time she would wear it, even though he'd pretend he was too cool to notice. He took the time to make sure Dolores was going to get a new outfit and knew she liked sequins, so that just proves he actually pays attention to what his girl likes.

In conclusion, I think Five wants to be stylish, comfortable, and practical with his clothes, while not having to think too hard about it on a daily basis. He has much more pressing matters to deal with, and even though wearing a three-piece suit while trying to kick ass and save the world is a bit impractical...

I MEAN GOOD LORD JUST LOOOOK!!!! 🫦👀💀

Thank you so much for this question! ❤️

[estinesstories]

If you are interested in doing a fun story about Lucifer shapeshifting into objects? While also acting as a "spy" as he gets to listen to what is going on inside of the V tower. As I have a idea of Alastor wanting to pull a prank on Vox while also at the sametime he gets to finds out about Valetino and when he licked Charlie and much more. As I just imagine he is going through a lot of small adventures inside of the tower.

I have wrote a summary idea that you can use if you want? You can do whatever you want with which kind of objects and items that Lucifer could shape into. My best idea at the moment is a key. But ideas are open if you wanna try it out? And with chapters too if you wanna do it on ao3? But if you don't wanna do this idea then it's ok.

Here's the summary idea.

"You can shapeshift into anything, right?"

"Well, I have mainly done it with animals, but objects not that much... why?"

"Well I have a idea to try out if you are open for a challenge?"

Or in other words. Alastor wanted to try and pull a prank on Vox with using Lucifer coming into the V tower but disguise as a mere object. What kind of adventures will he withness inside the tower? Stay tuned in this story.

𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖!!! 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩!! 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 🥰💗

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙/𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨

𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓮-𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓼:

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧!

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙑𝙤𝙭 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙑’𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤 𝙤𝙣? 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙?

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙑𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 :)

(𝙃𝘼𝙕𝘽𝙄𝙉 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙇 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝙀! 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙂𝙊 𝙏𝙊 𝙑𝙄𝙕𝙄𝙋𝙊𝙋! 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙬𝙤, 𝙞𝙩’𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩.)

Lucifer had taken off his hat and blazer as he read his book on the comfortable couch that sat in the living area of the new hotel. He felt relaxed as he felt the warmth of the fireplace and his coffee keep him toasty.

He took a sip of his coffee and place the cup of the coffee table in between the couch and fire, oblivious to Alastor, who had only just entered the shadows of the room.

He stalked the devil, watching him as he turned another page.

“If you are trying to find a suitable gift for Charlie, it’s useless. Her birthday was four months ago.” Alastor stated with a relentless grin. Lucifer jumped out of his skin with a yelp, the book launching in the air before he quickly caught it and looked back to the Radio demon with wide eyes.

Lucifer glanced down at the book, then back to the demon, his eyes now in a glare. The title read, Gifts to Get your Daughter, which wasn’t even any help anyways.

Lucifer swiftly through the book in the open flame, causing the fire to burst and turn green, before quickly dying down and leaving the two at peace.

“I knew that,” he lied knowingly, watching as Alastor only grinned and didn’t move a muscle. Lucifer raised a brow as a cold sweat formed on his forehead, man did the sinner creep him out sometimes. “Did you just come over here to creep me out or do you have a reason for looking like roadkill in stilts?”

Alastor seemed zoned out as a prolonged static noise eased its way out of him for a few seconds before he finally came to. The horned demon laughed boldly a few times before saying “fuck you too!” In an overly cheery voice. Lucifer grimaced and stood.

“But of course I have a reason! I would never degrade myself to speak with someone who smells like anal sex and Granny Smith apples without a good reason!” Alastor teased. Lucifer refrained from sending the deer demon to the core of hell as his eye twitched. He followed Alastor to the lobby as he listened. “I have a proposition. You have the ability to shift into anything at your will, do you not?”

“Uh, I mean, I guess. But I’ve only really done it on animals.” He responded awkwardly, avoiding eye contact for a second before raising a brow. “Why?”

Alastor grinned sinisterly, his demeanor darkening. “How would you like to take on a little quest, a challenge, perhaps?”

So, that’s how Lucifer ended up shapeshifting into a small cockroach as he crawled across the sidewalk. I’m never doing this bullshit again, he thought to himself as he dodged multiple people trying to stomp him out. Finally, he made his way to the V-tower. He swiftly turned into a gnat as he entered the doors, only barely escaping the swat of the hand from the person who had opened the door. He flew over to an open, empty elevator and entered, making sure no one sees before turning back into himself and pushing the button Alastor had told. This is why I never go out.

Once he heard the bell ring, he turned into a fly and buzzed out of the open doors. A few workers turned confused to the empty elevator, but ignored it further. Lucifer took his chance to look for the television head that the radio demon had spoken of, before he heard soft moans coming from a circular metal door. Looking for a way in, he saw a small gap in between the bottom of the door and the floor.

He flew into the room and towards the mass of screens on a platform in the middle. As he got there he saw Vox, the owner of Voxtech and one of the V’s, sitting in a spin-chair, making out with Valentino, a famous pimp and porno producer as well as another V. Lucifer refrained from bursting out laughing at the roughness they were displaying with each other, and the fact they were growling like animals. He contained himself and waited for a few moments as he searched for something to do. Oh, well this is convenient…

Lucifer smiled to himself as he flew as quietly as he could down to a big button labeled START BROADCAST and hit it, then disguised himself as the button next to it labeled STOP BROADCAST after covering the latter with a loose paper. As if on cue, the spin-chair turned around for thousands (if not millions) of demons and sinners alike to witness. After around a moment, Vox peeked up to the small comments flashing the screens before widening his eyes and shoving Valentino off his lap.

“What the FUCK!” He shouted as he tried desperately to find the button to end the broadcast before repeatedly pressing the button many times. He panicked when it didn’t work and glitched out entirely, causing a massive power outage. Lucifer changed back into a fly before he could reboot and Valentino could get up and left the room in a fit of giggles.

Later that evening, Alastor found Lucifer walking away from his daughter, Charlie, after talking about earlier today's events. Lucifer smiled when he saw Alastor.

“I’m pretty sure I beat the challenge, right?” Lucifer gloated, crossing his arms with a smirk.

“I must say, I had quite a laugh when I watched the broadcast,” Alastor admitted giddily. “How in the world did you make that happen?”

Lucifer only shrugged and strutted away. “I don’t know, pure angelic powers?”

𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩! 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝! 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 💗💗💗

𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙮 @𝙘𝙖𝙛𝙚𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙚

[thekind97]

I am writing a fan fic of Xaden Riorson on Wattpad. But the fourth wing community is so much bigger here. So I thought I’d upload it here too.

Also, it’s my first time writing fanfic since I was a preteen. So please be kind. But I’m really enjoying it and I’d be happy to write any requests.

I'm an ordinary ish girl; I just had my 20th birthday. It was lovely. My friends came over because my family had thrown me a surprise party. When I came down the stairs, balloons and streamers were everywhere. Everyone had a party hat and a smile on their face. Even my dog had a party hat on, and he greeted me with a wagging tail and licks of my hands. It was an amazing night with drinks and food galore. I've never felt loved so much. When I went to bed, you couldn't help but smile. That is when I reached out to re-read one of my favourite fantasy books.

Everything was normal when I woke up. I hadn't gotten up until 11:30 am, and it was fine, being a Sunday. Plus, I did not go to bed until quite late due to getting lost in time reading. I smile, remembering all that had happened the night prior. It was my dream birthday. I headed to the bathroom, where your sibling clearly took a shower. There was condensation on the mirror with 'lazy sister' written. We have always done this with your siblings since you were young. When I went to take a step into the shower, I slipped on water left on the floor. This resulted in me hitting my head on the bathroom counter. The room gets fussy, and I lost my footing, hitting the ground.

When I pick up my head, it's confusing I see so many people with what seem to be their families. Underneath my hands, I feel cobblestones and a bit of random rocks that seem to be much ignored except by me. All of the bustling people saying goodbye don't seem to notice a girl on the ground on her hands and knees.

Trying to get my bearings, a girl offers me her hand to get up, which I take. Looking at her face, I see she is quite pale with pale eyes. ' It's like that skin has never seen the sun,' I think to myself. Taking her hand, she helps pull me up to my feet.

"Thank you so much...." I start to thank her when I remember not knowing her name, making a confused face, hoping she would connect the dots.

"Oh ya, my name is Violet Sorrengail, It's no problem I am happy to help." She says. The girl next to her scoffs, she is much bigger than Violet, and she hair is in a short pixie cut.

"That kindness will be your death here, Violet." She clearly does not like the choice to help you up. The older girl looks at you for the first time, and her eyes widen.

"Where did you get that vest?" She took a couple of steps forward to me. Now very much in my personal space, even touching the vest tied to my chest. "I ugh got it from family." I am so taken aback by the whole situation in front of you that I haven't paid much attention to what I am wearing. When I look down, I feel the scaly material over my fingers, black with a purple iridescent when the light hits it just right. I'm so caught up in my confusion about how my clothes could have possibly changed, and Violet Sorrengail seems like such a familiar name for some reason.

The older girl talks again. "Ok, what is your family's name then?" It hits me like a ton of bricks. I know why it feels so familiar. I have been here in my imagination. The large gate to a staircase that leads to a parapet that I can partially see in the distance. The name Sorengail. I am nowhere close to my bathroom on Earth. I am in Basgialth and about to cross the parapet in one of my favourite books.

[hotchshands]

fave cm eps

* these hit different

a list of cm eps with my reactions/comments about each and the occasional pic of hotch

s1 e6: LDSK

- i’m a whore

- hands on the hips😫

- the suit, the fluffy hair, the sunglasses🥵

- him teaching spence to shoot🥺

- him being a bully to spence to get to the unsub 😓 but like it’s hot…

s1 e7: the fox

- “is this your daddy” lol yes he’s my daddy😩 (9:30)

- derek in a suit

- 😳 why gideon screaming like that (14:11)

s1 e10: the popular kids

- reid i beg you please stop putting that much sugar in your coffee😭

- derek in a suit again😩

- hotch and elle 😳 they are the reason for my bisexuality😭

s1 e16: the tribe *

- the way he pulled out his baton…🥵 (38:28)

- him without his blazer/suit jacket on!!!

- i want him to toss me around like that and throw me on a table😩

s1 e19

- happy birthday daddy🥳

- …marriage troubles 👀 👹

- lol him sitting on the plane pouting like a baby🥺 (6:30)

s1 e21

- they go to the CIA😩

- princess diana’s death was definitely not an accident… penelope’s right

s1 e22

- hotch in a pirate hat🏴‍☠️

- him & haley 🤢 THAT SHOULD BE ME😤 smh

- smily hotch tho🥺

- spence and his mom🥺

- i’m just gonna pretend that that’s me being all lovely dovey w hotch and well you know😉

- i can see his right boob😮‍💨

- not her showing up at the BAU

s2 e1

- hotch sitting like a whore… sir i will come over there and jump you😩

- he did the tie thing😩

- not spence having his mom to help them on the case😭

- spencer’s mom >>>>

s2 e2

- spence with glasses🤓

s2 e5

- hotch standing like a whore (30:10)

- elle said fuck the law

s2 e9

- emily arrives!!

s2 e10

- imagine waking up next to hotch😩

- sir-😳

s2 e12: profiler profiled

- reid being a goofball

s3 e14: damaged

- 👁👄👁

- sir-

- ooooh divorce 👀 rip

s3 e19

- i hate to say this but i feel like that blonde lawyer and hotch probably had some 🌶 but for the stake of my sanity… i’m paranoid and they did nothing together☺️

- derek calling penelope babygirl for the first time🥺

- hotch calling out some lawyer for wearing a fake rolex 😭

s4 e16: pleasure is my business*

- megan kane my love🥰

- “how am i a whore?”

s5 e6: the eyes have it

- his tan skin with that suit🥵

- his hair has finally grown a bit thank goodness

- his face is so pretty 🥺🥴

s5 e10: the slave of duty

- hotch helping jack with his tie🥺

- lol not the bau carrying haley’s coffin rip girlie

- also emily i can see your boobs😩 i’m looking respectfully

- his voice is so sexy🥵 daddy? i’m sorry daddy? 🥺

- spence’s long hair… a flop🤢

- i know he’s talking about his dead ex-wife but god damn sir😩 i beg of you

- jack looks so sad😭

s5 e22: the internet is forever

- “what did you do, join a boy band?”

s6 e6: devil’s night*

- dad!hotch

- jack is soooo cute🥺

- i wanna crave pumpkins and go trick or treating with them😭

s6 e9: into the woods

- he’s wearing his quarter-zip😩

s6 e22: out like a light

- soccer coach! hotch 🤪

- 💦💦💦💦

s7 e1: it takes a village *

- beard!hotch 🥵💦

- bark bark woof woof grrrrr 🥴

- his hair grew 😩

- him sitting in front of the chairman in court 👀

s7 e2: proof *

- cooking lessons🍝

- i wanna be mad at him but he too sexy🥴

- is it just me or did he lose weight??? he looks skinnier 👀

s7 e4: painless

- jack + hotch 🥺🥰

s7 e6: epilogue

- he looks so sudjbdjd this season🥵

- ARMS

- rolled up sleeves 🥴

- “hotch rocket” 😭 yes penelope!!!!

- please shot me sir 🥺🔫

s7 e10: the bittersweet science

- not beth🙄

- smily hotch🥺

s7 e11: true genius *

- saw a gif of hotch’s hand from this ep so i’m adding it to the list🤰

- ok but his hands!!! 😩 oh and don’t forget the rolex🥵 (8:06)

- spencer speaking at some event lol he looks so cute — oh and emily’s there too for some reason

- spence girlies come get y’all’s juice

- he’s so socially awkward… me too😔

s7 e13: snake eyes

- derek and penelope 🥰

- ok but like derek… 💦💦💦

s7e14: closing time

- smily hotch 🥺

- …beth again🙄

- valentine’s day!!!

- date night things

s8 e10: the lesson

- he’s so pretty🥰🥰🥰

s8 e12: zugzwang *

- the way he just pushed reid into that hallway😩 that should be me!!

s9 e5: route 66

s9 e22: fatal

- hotch with kids👀

- not that teacher having a crush on him but like i don’t blame her cause bitch me too… however imma find where she lives 👹

s10 e5: boxed in *

- 🌧🌧🌧☔️☔️

- 🎃🎃🎃🎃

s10 e13: nelson’s sparrow *

- cabin in the woods🪵

- rip the best founding father of the bau

- he looks so BIG🥵

- 🥹🥹🥹🥹

s10 e19: beyond borders *

s10 e20: a place at the table

s11 e9: internal affairs *

- hotch sitting in a chair

s11 e22: the storm

- hotch gets arrested rip

[siempre-la-luna]

Oh shit, It’s my liver’s 25th birthday!

A few years ago I decided I didn’t really care about my own sobriety anniversary so much anymore. With that, I promised myself I’d lay off this kind of shit. But, 25 years seems like a big deal round number sort of a thing so here goes More Self-Aggrandizing / Depressing Shit Which You May Or May Not Find Useful In Your Recovery Journey: The Quarter Century Edition. (it starts off like a big bummer and gets pretty OK by the end, promise)

Hey, it’s close to mother’s day. How’s your mom doing? Mine’s still dead. You remember, she smoked two packs a day for 50 years and then ran up a quarter of a million dollars in cancer treatment medical debt right at the finish line. To be honest, she was always doing cool shit like that. Blowing shit up and leaving the cleanup portion to the people around her was her only lifelong hobby. It took me way too long to figure that out about her and I’m still dealing with bits of it now. Which is a very cool and healthy thing, tbh.

What about your big brother? Is he doing alright? Mine’s still dead. You remember, he killed himself in the driveway of our house when I was 15. Can’t say he was always doing shit exactly like that because, you know, you can only pull that off once, right?

So yeah, big brother who you had an adversarial relationship with kicks it, mom still around at the time but she super sucks in all the ways you really don’t want a mom to, Dad pretty solid but somehow always at work so we can afford to have an otherwise normal life. What are you to do when you’re a weird young person not getting the wisdom, guidance, and companionship you should be getting from those relationships? You outsource that shit. I can’t say I ever went looking for a big brother type figure in my life after mine died. We were very different kinds of kids and didn’t spend all that much time being cool to each other. It was a drag having a live-in bully when I really could have used some kind of a trustable guide and mentor. With that, I can’t say I ever knew what it was like to have a traditional kind of big brother relationship. After he was gone I was definitely able to get those big brotherly emotional vitamins and minerals elsewhere though. Kinda by accident most of the time. 

One of the more pivotal people who was there for me in this capacity was my hometown friend Bill. He died a couple of months ago ( I know I said this one got OK by the end but we’re not there yet. Just hang on). Bill had a massive heart attack. It was the only kind I can imagine him having because he was a massive guy. High school football and wrestling star. Just a large and solid dude, both physically and vibes-wise. Big personality, top notch puns, perfect teammate, natural born beef-squasher. Not exactly the kind of person I liked to roll with when I was younger but, like every other extrovert who has forced me to be their friend over the years, I appreciated how different we were once he cornered me into getting to know him. 

Bill and I became friends as I was really starting my slide into being a full time alcoholic and drug addict. We worked in a lot of different restaurants together, we hung out a lot, it was cool. Let me tell you about some ways he saved my life: there was the time we were drunk in the woods at night while camping and we all went to a big cliff for some reason and he grabbed the ass of my pants as I obliviously and drunkenly walked off the cliff in the dark. My biggest concern at the time was that my hat came off when he jerked me back over the edge and it ended up like a hundred feet down the cliff. I told him that was his fault. He got me safely away from the edge of the cliff and then kinda beat the shit out of me for being such a gigantic asshole. He was right about that and I super deserved it for being a reckless and ungrateful dickhead. We went back to being friends like an hour later.

A few years before that he had introduced me to the sport of disc golf. Once I got sober I started to take it seriously and that dumb-ass sport ended up taking me all over North America and Japan in the 15 or so years that followed. Weird, right? I learned a lot about myself and my place in the world out there in the world of professional disc golf (back before the sport was taken over by weird christians, anti-trans fuckheads, and statistics nerds). Bill was a big part of that. We continued to play together as homies and doubles partners any time I would be back in my hometown in those days.

The biggest way he saved my life was by providing a lot of the resources and all the physical space for me to start seriously learning how to produce and record music. A couple of years after I got sober, He and his girlfriend at the time rented a house in the suburbs that was way too big for them so we converted the entire downstairs into a project studio. I recorded some punk and metal bands down there but mostly I spent hours upon hours learning, via trial and error, the technical aspects of making music. When I decided I was no longer fit to live in the south and made the decision to move to the pacific northwest, we didn’t split up the gear. He just gave me all the stuff that was his. I didn’t understand it then but after a few years I realized he was more of an acoustic guitar and mandolin kind of guy. He had no passion for the technical parts of it so he let me run with it. Amazing. Neither of us ever suspected I’d turn pro with that shit and end up doing it all over the world. All that time spent down there in the basement endlessly recording bullshit was all time I wasn’t fucking around with the idea of picking up the bottle again. So, in the short term, it kept me from going somewhere I shouldn’t have been. In the long run, it’s taken me everywhere I’ve ever wanted to go. 

He and I kinda fell out of touch about 8 years or so ago when I got off facebook (no regrets). I hadn’t really thought too much about how impactful all of his contributions to my life had been until the past few years. I’m bummed that I never got a chance to tell him how I felt about all that shit but he was always the kind of guy who could see the horizon in any situation, so I guess it’s all right in the end. I’m sure he understood it as it was happening.

Bill wasn’t the only big brotherly kinda dude I’ve had in my life, but he was the biggest (by volume). Once I got out to the pacific northwest 20 some-odd years ago I was sort of out of striking distance for a lot of my mom’s dumbest bullshit. And, continuing my lifelong process of being adopted by extroverts and then being made to be their friend, I ended up becoming friends with some people who absolutely won the genetic lottery when it comes to moms. Those folks saved my life a few times too. 

My friend Aaron started as a disc golf friend and quickly became a real brotherly kind of guy. So much so that he would let me borrow his parents when I would spend holidays in Portland instead of going back to visit my family… which was most of the time. I was on a strict “only go home for weddings and funerals” diet at the time and it was great. But, it was also a pure joy to get to know Aaron’s folks over the years. Aaron moved out of state to get his life going in a big way after a few years but I kept spending holidays and dinners and whatnot with his folks. It was nice and I felt welcome. 

My Dad has always been solid so Aaron’s dad didn’t need to fill that role. He became more of a quietly hilarious friend to me who forced me to take home books I didn’t want to read but which became life changing favorites. That whole family was always doing shit like that, honestly. Being around it, being a part of it, healed things in me that I didn’t even know were bruised or broken. Aaron’s dad died recently as well. The one-two punch of losing Bill and Aaron’s dad was a lot, man. Both of them changed my life in the best ways. One of the books the dad made me read was Man-eaters of Kumaon. A kind of “Tales of True Adventure!” book from the 40’s about hunting tigers in India. I had no idea why a grown-ass man would still love a kid’s adventure book as an adult and no idea why he would want me to read it. But I relented as he softly bullied me into reading it. Then I understood. That man never lost touch with his inner child and he made sure to do things that nurtured that child for the entirety of his adult life. After realizing that, I loved the book too. Still do, in fact. I visited Aaron’s mom not too long after he died and I asked her for his copy of that book. She gave it to me and I only cried a little. Now I’m using it to nurture my inner child too so it’s all good. 

Aaron’s mom though. She made me read One Hundred Years of Solitude and that one still lives deep in my bones. She always treated me like I was a good person and, to be honest, that was a new thing for me. One year she even let me carve the turkey at thanksgiving. I did a kinda shit job of it but she let it ride. And man, to be cared about and trusted by a nice, cool, amazingly well read, super interesting, cleverly funny, and bravely tender mom figure like that. Buddy, that shit is wild. I can’t believe folks are out there spending their whole lives with moms like that. Just being able to borrow one for 15 years has done wonders for me. The hours I’ve spent in her house chatting in the kitchen or recounting mildly scandalous anecdotes by the fireplace have been among the most well spent hours of my life. 

Not too long after Aaron invited me into his life I became friends with my homie Ryan. We worked in a music venue together. He was kinda living like a dumb kid but we adopted him to the production team from the wilds of the security crew anyway. We ran the living hell out of him to make him a top notch production guy and helped him turn his life around in the process. This was when I was still kinda new to being the boss in a music industry organization and I was way too much of a hard-ass about shit. I was way too much of a hard-ass about everything back then, really. Anyway, one day Ryan’s mom sent me a thank you card for being such a good friend and mentor to Ryan. I had no idea how to deal with that. And just like that, I was once again being reeled in by an extrovert. Over the next few years I spent some holidays with that family too.

In the time since we’ve all stayed close. She’s another absolutely rock solid mom. Super sweetheart, so kind, absolutely determined to look right through all the weird tattoos and evil-obsessed bullshit accessories that dominated my and Ryan’s lives, wardrobes, and vibes in order to spend peaceful moments together. She treated me like a benevolent older brother kind of dude to Ryan. And man, I was not prepared for that. To be valued in that way was what the kids used to call “That new new shit”. Until then I had never thought of myself as a person with the capacity or ability to be a mentor or a role model. I was resigned to just being “a young adult for the next however many years I would accidentally live”. But man, once she saw it in me, I had permission to see it in myself. These days, I'm gonna mentor the living shit out of motherfuckers. I gonna nurture their strengths so fucking hard. I'm gonna protect their weaknesses so good they won’t know what hit ‘em. But it took her giving me a thank you card (and also a gluten free cake, if I recall correctly) to get that whole ball rolling. 

So what’s the moral of the story here? I guess it’s this: If your family played a big part in fucking you up, fuck them. You’re free to let other people invite you into their families to un-fuck you up. I highly recommend it. No need to go looking in the rear view mirror while you’re doing it. So yeah, Happy Mothers day to Roberta & Jeri: the moms I didn’t know I needed, the moms I now know each one of us deserves. I love you both and I wouldn’t be here without you. Eternal thanks to Aaron and Ryan for letting me soak up some of the love your families have so much of. All the gratitude to the collected big brothers I’ve had along the way and all the rad little motherfuckers who now let me be their big brother. That still seems like a questionable move on their part but I’m doing my best, promise. 

And, as always, if you’re struggling with the bottle or the needle or whatever don’t hesitate to reach out. If you want to have a life free of that shit, you deserve to have it and you can have it. I’m one of the stupidest people I know and I managed to get off all that shit. I’m sure you can too. Seems scary as hell until you do it. 

Alright, I promise not to do this again until 2049. Or the next time I feel like it. Whichever comes first. 

Update: turns out there is an action shot of me wrecking that turkey. Thanks Aaron.

Haven't had enough? You can read more of this bullshit here:

The First One!

The Helpful One!

The Oh Shit Mom Has Cancer One!

The Short One!

The 23rd One! It's A Big Bummer!

[weather-story]

Books of memories, no, other us [pt 1.]

Kepo - Mimu’s older sister

Mimu - Kepo’s younger brother

White hat ghost - bound to Mimu

Red caped ghost - bound to Kepo

In the living room Kepo is rearranging things, not by much, Mimu is playing music In his room, closest to the living room, she gets distracted by the music, with it being the most random assortment of music, changing every 3 to 4 minutes, with no theme. Now she’s questioning if she should tell him to play a playlist instead of where she wants to put a pumpkin in her hands.

She places it on the floor next to the tv stand and walks to Mimu’s room, despite the music being loud he hears her and stops the music, opening the door, asking her what she needed, she told him nothing and was just wondering how he simultaneously has the weirdest mix of good songs, just not the same genre.

“Excuse me”

He said to get her out his way when he started to walk past her

“A good song is a good song”

He shrugged and fell backwards onto the side of the couch with no one on it, with the sibling’s ghost’s on the other, Kepo noticed them but didn’t say anything to them.

“wow you are finally out of your office”

Mimu said teasing his sister, even though he knew she almost always had a hit to compete,

“Shut, or I’ll throw the pumpkin at you”

She said back, she wish she spent more time, the comment hurt a bit, she wished she spent more time before his 18th birthday and maybe he wouldn’t be involved in her line of work. But she knew he didn’t mean any harm, and she thought he didn’t know about any regrets she has.

“I’d catch it”

He said, with over confidence in his voice, Kepo knew he can throw knifes well but catching things wasn’t something he liked to do, despite never actually dropping anything

She picked the pumpkin up again, it had weight to it but she was sure he’d be ok if he did miss the catch, just a little butt-hurt.

“Wait! WAIT!”

He panicked seeing her pick up the pumpkin and accepted that he lost the bet he had really only made with himself, she put it back with a ‘thats what I thought’ attitude. The whole time the ghosts watched, slightly worried, both of the ghosts were only children and Mimu and Kepo are a bit more violent with their sibling banter, so this looked a bit worrying to them but they ignored it.

“I remember, you used to sit in silence,”

The ghost with the white hat said, the ghosts don’t remember much about before they died but when they did it came up randomly

“Not all the time, I remember you playing”

Said the red caped ghost beside him

Kepo sat on the couch next to Mimu, both watching like a new episode of their favorite show, this didn’t happen much and at the beginning of these conversations they didn’t get much context but they found out it was best to just let them talk

“Really? I don’t remember why but I would walk into your room.. no.. study and you would be working in silence, I think I would give you water”

Them getting words wrong and changing them was normal so it was probably going to happen a lot

“Yes, I don’t remember thanking you, thanks”

“You are welcome, I don’t remember why I felt like it but I felt like I had to keep you well”

“Why?”

“I don’t remember..”

“No, why did you play?”

“Oh, I didn’t think you could hear me, I was always a room, maybe a floor away from you”

“I remember walking.. no, moving closer, and sit and work on something,”

“What was it?”

“I.. don’t remember, why were your songs so sad? No, why did you play sadly?”

“Sadly?”

“Yes, you would play songs I recognized as being faster, you played them softly, and slow, I would imagine how you look while playing”

“I was tired.. no exhausted. No..”

“Sad?.. like tired from sadness?”

“Yes, yes I was tired, thank you Mimu,”

Sometimes the two had to help them with words, when away they would talk about how they talk, so different then when they we ‘humanized’ they were a lot nicer when in a more ghost form, but still talked like they don’t know how to shorten sentences, in-fact that was the first time they had hear them say ‘thanks’

“How did you get that?” “Shit- I guessed-“

The two whispered to each other

“Why didn’t you ever walk into the room I was in?”

“… I was embarrassed.”

“Of me?”

“No, of myself,”

He sounded sure, this happened often too, where one of them is so sure of a detail

“Why?”

“Because.. I hurt you? I think, but I like you”

“I think we didn’t like each other before, maybe I liked You too, why would you hurt me”

“I.. I don’t know, I feel like I hurt you, and me, really badly. And someone else”

“Who? Mimu? Kepo?”

“No, two other people, kids… I hurt kids?..”

His voice was shaking, if he had eyes in this form he’d probably be crying by now, in this state he didn’t ever want to hurt someone, let alone people that from his understanding was people he liked, and could even love.

The white hat ghost put his hands on the red caped ghosts shoulders, and brought him closer to him, he laid mostly on the couch but a bit on him. From what Kepo and Mimu could tell they weren’t looking at each other.

“Soo.. 1 x Oliver confirmed?”

Mimu whispered, it threw Kepo off and she almost laughed but she managed to stop herself and elbowed him

“It feels like I read something about this, like two people have done this before”

“Me too..”

“Rose, someone was named Rose”

The white hat ghost was looking at the others cape, he recognized the cape as belonging to Rose and not the ghost that was wearing it, and Rose couldn’t have been the two ghosts because they knew their names.

The red caped ghost looked at the cape,

“Its mine, but they have it, I know they do, does the other person have your hat?”

The ghost with the white hat took it off using one hand to hold his hair out of his face and another to hold the hat

“Yes, yes he does, Aloe, his name is Aloe”

“Yes, we named them together, they were in a clear box”

“I’m confused,we had kids together?”

‘Oh shit oh shit oh shi-‘ ‘Mimu please don’t say some stupid shit,’ ‘I’m going to say something stupid’

“Do you know where your house is?”

…

“Yes? Yes.”

Only one sounded sure but that was good enough for Mimu to head out and find it, one problem is that while ghosts can make it so others can see them, they are only bound to one person, and red caped ghost was bound to Kepo, even though she didn’t want to go Mimu just had to figure out more, because unlike Kepo, Mimu can’t handle cliffhangers.

Extra:

[before they died]

“I’m not gay”

“Maybe its internalized homophobia-“

“I’m not gay or homophobic I just don’t want you calling me gay-“

“Ok, I’d understand that if we didn’t have two books where we are in love with each other.”

“So?”

“You favorite one to go to is one where we are married. No straight person wants to see that-“

“Its not my favorite, just easier to study,”

“That sounds like you are being a pervert-“

“I’M NOT BEING A- ugh are you trying to convince me anyway. Why do you want to know-“

“Yea, thats where I’m going to end this conversation-“

[sophiamcdougall]

OK how have I not heard of this artist?

Sofonisba Anguissola! Her talent for painting was supported by her aristocratic family, and she was highly trained except for the part where she still wasn't allowed to see models with their clothes off because Girl, but she was coveted as a portraitist.

Those are her sisters! The eldest has just beaten her younger sister at chess, and the latter looks stunned, while their baby sister thinks it's hilarious. And the winning girl is looking smugly at us/ the portraitist, i.e her big sister. And also she painted this woman.

(Great hat!) Ana de Mendoza, who probably lost an eye FENCING but it was widely agreed it made her no less hot and she supposedly fucked the king.

Imagine what they talked about...?!

But I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty stuck on the part when a dashing younger ship's captain fell in love with Sofonisba at first sight WHEN SHE WAS FIFTY. (This was her second husband, she first married at 40 but he died 'mysteriously). She kept painting until her 90s, when she was painted by Van Dyck, who wrote he'd learned more from her than all his other teachers!

Meanwhile the ship's captain, Orazio, proceeded to adore her forever, until she died at 93. And seven years later on what would have been her 100th birthday, he placed the following inscription on her tomb:

“To Sofonisba, my wife, who is recorded among the illustrious women of the world, outstanding in portraying the images of man. Orazio Lomellino, in sorrow for the loss of his great love, in 1632, dedicated this little tribute to such a great woman.”

!!!

[dinobot900]

ok so I’ve just finished The Wilds s2 and there is a lot to unpack... spoilers below

first off, we really need a season 3 now. I’ll admit though this season had its flaws, the ending was good. I can’t imagine any of the other girls being the operative- like it’s a good cliffhanger but the we as a audience have learned to love the girls and I think if one of them is reveled to be another operative it will ruin that. I hope its the boys that are the operatives. 

now lets talk about the main stars of the show - the girls:

shelby & toni - i love them, they have become my comfort ship. I think the writers did them justice too, ofc there can also be more wlw representation but compared to what we are used to, it was quite good. they had very cute moments but also real moments. they communicated which is so refreshing to see. it’s a healthy relationship. I don’t know if they have broken up. I want to say no and that they are just going through a rough patch. I think how it all went down with Martha was perfect like they both know the other so well. some things to note as well that I though was good: Martha being happy for shoni, “babe” & “bee”, Toni being a a fat fucking simp, HONESTY, Shelby cutting her hair (hot). I will also add since season 1 I was waiting for a bunker reunion ( I’m a sap for a fucking reunion) and I was not pleased with what I got.

Ok let’s talk about Leah and Rachel: Loved it. Loved their whole relationship, the co dependency, the “we’re both fucked might as well be fucked together” attitude. Some of their scenes were the best in the whole show and made me laugh so much.

Leah fucking wins: big props to Sarah Pigeon. Some of the best acting I’ve seen in along time. The facial expressions that sly looking at the camera. Fucking amazing. Also the Ben folds bit - top notch. And she’s confirmed bi!?! Hats of to all you leatin stans

Dot: I’m sad dot got less screen time I mean she deserved better!!!

Martha: I feel for her. So much. She deserves so much more. I liked that she didn’t want to break up Toni and Shelby ( like you lot were speculating). I’m glad she’s ok and I hope she’s not the operative. She has too much to deal with already.

That’s brings me on to Fatin: I love the mom bit that she really truly cares for them all which makes my heart warm. She really is the rock of the group. The scene with fatin and Shelby under the tree is so wholesome they both understand each other so well.

I will only say this about the boys: I gave them a chance like the cast said to and I mean it’s not like they were bad. It’s just I didn’t care about them. I started to watch this show because of the girls and I still watch because of the girls. I understand they wanted to expand with the boys being added but I felt like they could of done that with out going into as much detail as they did. I was fully sucked into the girls scenes then the boys came on screen and each time I lost more and more interest in them. But I will say Kirin best boy and Henry singing mcr was actually fucking great. Oh and fuck Seth.

Overall this season was very good, I don’t know if it’s season 1 good but if you forget about the boys a bit and focus on the girls it’s actually alright

I want to add my favourite scenes were all girl scenes obviously but three that stand out are the singing home scene, the unpacking of the party box and Shelby going beast mode on planing a birthday party.

This season was very funny and I enjoyed that.

If you haven’t read the fields notes I recommend, my favourite one is that Toni owns up to her farts.

Lastly I want to say that these are my opinions and you do not have to agree with me. They are also subject to change as I will rewatch over the next few weeks and change my overview completely.

Thanks for reading my unhinged thoughts (it’s currently 3am and I haven’t slept in over 24 hrs :) & sorry for my bad spelling and grammar )

xoxo dino :)

[bodycountgame]

hello nell! my birthday is almost coming up and i was wondering what is the ROs default present for an mc? like would they go all out and buy something expensive or would they go DIY?

oooo happy almost birthday!! here are my random thoughts about birthday gifting xoxo

adegoke

likes to plan activities, create memories. would just plan, like, a whole day from start to finish to try and get as close to their perfect day as he could.

arthur

usually goes for something classy, but with a nod to sentimentality – just a little hint so that they can’t be totally sure if it’s just coincidence. also loves extravagant travel-based gifts – surprise trips and weekends away and stuff.

atticus

hates gift giving, generally just like texts them a few weeks before like “hey what do you want for your birthday” and if they say nothing then he’ll just spend days like GOD what does THAT mean and eventually just get them something very middle of the road in the hope that it both is a gift (if they were lying and actually Did want one) or a non-gift (if they were telling the truth and really didn't want anything).

avery

generally just goes for a single good quality item that she knows they need, but is still kind of a fancy indulgence? like a really nice perfume/cologne if she knows they’re running low, or like nice new shoes or w/e. if she’s really into someone she’d like cook them a fancy dinner and plan a nice evening – when she does for something that’s taken time, you know she’s really in it.

charlie

would get them a few, smaller things that are based on inside jokes or things that had come up in conversation before – often ridiculous and kitsch and totally useless haha. also totally the sort of person who would supplement his gifting with handmade coupons (i.e. redeem this coupon to burn one (1) item from my wardrobe etc)

ellis

it’s hard to say how ellis would approach gifting, because i think it’d be so personal to whoever they were with? they’d certainly put A Lot of thought into it and what was important to their SO and then try to get/do something that they’d really cherish. ellis also argues fiercely that the card is the best part of any gift, so they love writing a nice, long message in a card haha

florrie

goes really all out for birthdays. gift giving is really important to florrie – it’s an opportunity for her to pour all of her love and care for a person and everything that she knows about them and try to show them how she feels. goes way over the top, if anything.

griffin

doesn’t go super hard on birthdays and he’ll probably forget until the last minute and then be like OH FUCK as he’s driving home the night before or whatever. expect pretty cliched gift-based items, definitely no card, but he’ll probably think of something fun and spontaneous to do that covers him.

imogen

looks out for the perfect thing, like, all year round that she can pick up and save for a birthday/gift-giving holiday. expect something vintage and unique and incredibly thoughtful – i just always imagine imogen as the sort of gift giver where the other person unwraps it and does that little gasp that people do when they’ve just been really caught by surprise by the thoughtfulness of a gift?

nyra

remembers all the things that they have wanted to do over the year and she shot down and then picks her favourites to actually do as a fun lil surprise birthday date. her parents also send gifts if they approve of her SO, so there’s that too.

rowan

definitely errs more on the side of experience-based gifting, but would totally get them a little something silly to open in the morning and make them a special breakfast in bed. she’d also definitely make them wear a party hat and/or badge all day and probably also get them a dumb thomas the tank engine card that plays a song when they open it.

syd

early on they’d be doing like. covert gifting hahaha – they’d totally think of great gifts and just get them and like plant them around like they were things that had always been there because they don’t want to go through the Serious Gift Giving process. otherwise totally pretend they forgot and are like :/ oh shit sorry well I guess we can order in dinner or whatever. later on, once they’ve eased up a bit, they’d be very into gift giving, actually. they hate their own birthday, though, so good luck ever getting it out of them.

vinh

definitely goes handmade. it’d probably seem like they forgot at first cause they wouldn’t mention it until the Exact Right Time when they’d got everything just right. vinh is terrible at working to a deadline so that might be at like 11:59 when they wake them up to be like ok hi sorry i didn’t forget i just wasn’t ready but here!!!

[kaeyasstarlight]

A Sleeping Beauty(Husband!/Prince!Shoto Todoroki x Wife!/Aurora!Reader)(Royal/Sleeping Beauty AU)

A.N: I hope you will like this scenario and I had fun writing it :D I will probably do more Disney stories like this with other characters and have fun reading! :)

If I made a mistake feel free to tell me! :)

Genre:Fluff

Warnings: Female pronouns(She/Her)

Story Used:"Sleeping Beauty" Disney adaptation

"Daddy! It's time for my bed time story!",your 4 years old kid yells(You can choose a girl,a boy or a non-binary kid).

"I'm coming princess/prince/royal",your husband Shoto responds while smiling at you both's creation.

He thanks you everyday for giving him the most beautiful gift you could have given him, a child of his own.

He goes sit on the bed of his kid and he sees your down expression on your face while you pass in the hallway.

You have been feeling down lately because of work, but you didn't want to show it to your family, but Shoto knows you too well and saw that you were down. An idea pops in his head at this moment.

"Hey Honey? Would like to come listen to the story with us. The one of today is special.", you smile at him

"Of course. I'll go get a blanket and I'm coming."

You then get back with the big blanket and put it on you, Shoto and your kid.

"So, you said that today's story was special?",you look at your husband.

"Yes. I took a story and changed it a bit at my manner."

"I'm excited to see", said your kid with a big grin on their face.

"Ok, so here it is":

Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of (Your Country), was born a beautiful princess named Y/N L/N.

"Just like mommy!", said your kid while cutting Shoto's story.

"Yes just like Mommy, and she was just as beautiful as your mother."

You knew where this was going and a smile popped on your face at his actions.

For the birth of the princess, their parents has organized a big event where all the kingdom and the Kingdom of the king Enji who had just gotten a fourth kid nammed Shoto, was invited. The parents(I made it so it works if you have two moms or two dads), had invited three fairies and they each would give the princess a gift. The first one, Katsuki, gave the princess the gift of beauty. The second one, Tenya, gave the princess the gift of a beautiful voice.

"For now the story works with mommy's description"

"You think so",said Shoto

"Yeah! Mommy is very beautiful and she has a pretty voice when she sings"

"You don't have to say all that",you respond while blushing a bit

"Also the prince has the same name as you daddy"

"Yeah. Imagine the princess and the prince ends up together like me and mommy."

"It would be so cute!"

"Before you continue, does the fairies has the same names as uncle Kacchan and uncle Iida?"

'Yeah, and the third one's name is Izuku just like uncle Midoriya"

"Ohhhhh you can continue"

Shoto continues:

When it was the turn of the third fairy,Izuku, a big amount of smoke appeared. It was the shapeshifter witch Himiko Toga.

"No one invited me to the party? How sad. Well I guess I can also give something to the little girl now that I'm here."

"No! You won't touch her and get her blood you crazy witch!"

"Oh come on! You know I have something better. You didn't invite to the celebration when you know I love parties. You know what? I'm gonna give the princess a gift! She will pick her finger on a spinning wheel on her sixteenth birthday and die!"

"NO!", yelled your parents

Himiko then disapeared in a cloud of smoke. The third fairy hasn't given her gift yet. He decides to give her the gift that instead of dying, she will fall into a deep slumber until someone gives her a true love kiss. The parents of the girl orders that all spinning wheels of the kingdom must be burned and the parents decides to let their daughter live with the fairies in a cottage in the forest.

Many years later, the princess turns into a beautiful and wonderful woman. She doesn't know her parents are the royal family and she thinks she's just a peseant and that Katsuki,Tenya and Izuku educated her after her parents died. It is now Y/N's sixteeth birthday and the fairies wants to organize her a surprise party.

"Y/N? Could you please go gather berries for the dessert tonight?", said Tenya.

"Of course! I'll be back later!"

"And don't forget not talk to strangers!",reminded Katsuki

Y/N left the house and went to go gather the berries in the forest. The girl then decided to go by the river a little while. The animals then gather aroud her. She always had a good relationship with animals and she taught they could understand her.

Meanwhile, the prince Shoto, who has also become a handsome young man, was out with his horse and heard the voice of the girl. He got struck by the beauty of her voice he wanted to know who she was. He tried to follow the voice but on his way, he fell into a pound.

On the side of the river, Y/N is talking with animals about the fact that her godfathers stills treats her like she's a child and she wishes she could meet someone. She then tells them she met someone "Once Upon A Dream". While she tells her dream about her walking with a prince, some of the animals finds the cape,the boots and the hat of the prince and takes them.

(At this part you can listen to the song "Once Upon A Dream" to be more in the ambiance ;) )

The animals acts as the prince of Y/N's dream and dance with her. She is getting directly in the scene and dances with them while pretending she's talking to the prince from her dream. Then at a moment, the real prince Shoto starts to sing. She's surprised at first and tries to go away because he's a stranger. He then tells her: "Don't you remember? You said it yourself, we already met, "Once Upon A Dream"".he then starts to sing again. The princess then gets confidence in him and dances with him like this.

Shoto makes you stand up and puts his hand on your waist. He makes you sway in his arms to slow dance just like the prince with the princess in the story. He starts to sing the song and you get along with it. You both are twirling in your kid's room and having a romantic moment like you never had. Your kid looks at the both of you with amazed eyes and claps at the end of your performance.

"Let's go back to the story shall we?",Shoto says after you both sat down again on the bed.

Y/N invites the young man to meet her godfathers at dinner and he accepts. Meanwhile, at the cottage, the fairies had some trouble to organize the party so they decided to use their magic.

"HUH?! Why the hell would you want to make the dress Blue?! It would obviously be better in Pink!(I can't belive I wrote that haha)",said Katsuki

"Kacchan I was just proposing an idea, but I think that the Blue would be better on Y/N",responded Izuku

"Hell nah! I have way better fashion sense than you damn nerd! She would be so much better in Pink!"

While they were arguying, Tenya was trying to make a cake with no big succes the normal way. With magic, it gave a better result and it looked so delicious. Unfortunately, all the magic that Katsuki, Tenya and Izuku were making was leaving traces and it caught the attention of Himiko's sidekick, Dabi. He hides behind the house and Y/N arrives back home. She tells her godfathers that she has fallen in love, but they don't know it's the prince. They tell her that she's the princess and that she's already engaged to the prince Shoto and they will bring her back to the castle tonight. She goes in her room crying because won't be able to be with the stranger she fell in love with.

Dabi overheard the conversation and went to tell Himiko that the princess would be at the castle tonight.

Meanwhile,the prince tells his father he wants to marry a peseant, which the king Enji is not pleased about.

"SHOTOOO! YOU CAN'T MARRY A PESEANT! YOU'RE ENGAGED TO THE PRINCESS Y/N!"

Shoto didn't care about his father and would go to the dinner at the cottage tonight anyways.

Y/N gets all dressed and ready for her birthday celebration and be with her parents again, but then a glow apears in the room. She follows it by curiosity. The fairies then also see the glow when they come to go get Y/N and try to go as fast as they can to stop her. Unfortunately, they came too late and the beautiful princess was on the floor. Himiko laughs at her victory:

"Hahahaa! I did it! The princess is dead and you came too late!", she disapears and the fairies put the princess in a bed in the highest tower of the castle. They put all the people from the castle in a deep slumber just like Y/N. Before they fell asleep, the king Enji and the parents of Y/N were talking and the fairies understand that the man Y/N fell in love with was the prince. When they go back to the cottage, they realize the prince has already been taken to Himiko's hideout.

"So....", Himiko shows to Shoto his princess in a deep slumber.

"Would you look at that. The beautiful princess you fell in love with has been put in a deep slumber. I think I should let her like this until you become old and raged while she didn't age a bit and you won't be together."

"NO!", Shoto yells.

Y/N was one of the only person Shoto trusted and wanted to be with forever and he was gonna lost her. When Himiko leaves the prince alone, the fairies rescue him and give him a sword and a shield to fight the witch.

Himiko tries to stop Shoto to go in the castle by putting thorns around it, but without succes for her, because the prince breaks them in a sway of his sword. She turns into a big dragon to confront him and the prince fights her furiously. At a moment, he throws the sword into her heart to kill her(I'm sorry TwT I love Toga I didn't want to kill her but it's for the sake of the story TwT).

The prince goes up to the highest tower of the castle and finds his beautiful princess on the bed. He goes closer to her to kiss her on the lips. She wakes up and sees her love smiling at her. They go together in the ballroom and Y/N's parents are glad to see her again after all those years. They all go in a hug and Y/N goes back to her prince and they dance together. While they dance, Katsuki and Izuku are still fighting over the color of the dress.

"I told you Pink, you damn nerd!"

"-_- You know what at this point I won't even try Kacchan."

They then got married a few months later and got many beautiful/handsome childrens.

The end.

"Wow! They ended up together just like you two! It's so cool!", your kid says didn't realizing it was you two all along.

Thanks to Shoto, your sad expression of earlier was long gone.

"It was a beautiful story Sho", you say smiling at him

"I'm glad you both liked it", Shoto responds.

Your kid yawns and you tug them in their bed.

"Goodnight my baby",you say to them.

"Goodnight mommy and daddy,I love you"

"Goodnight", you both say to them.

You peek throught the door to see that they are already asleep.

"So.... Many kids huh?", you say smirking a bit at him.

He also smirks at you and says:"I mean I wouldn't mind giving them a sibling.", he goes closer to you to kiss you on the lips and then rub your arms.

"Would you like to?", he says.

"I wouldn't mind either. You want to start now?", you respond.

He responds to you by smirking.

It's gonna be a long night... ;)

A.N: I hope you enjoyed this story. I had fun writing it and I will probably do more scenarios like this with other characters and stories :)

Have a nice day or night and remember to take care of yourselves! <3 (I'm on my period right now so I try to take care of myself TwT)

You are beautiful and loved! <3

See you soon!

[tomdutch]

ikr the whole sydney thing is so messed up and people r casually defending that the hats say “make sixty great again” so it’s not that bad… okay let’s put happy birthday on a swastika, that makes everything completely ok and lets see what happens 😘

LITERALLYYYY like you can’t just slap a happy birthday on a symbol of white supremacy and be like it’s all good now ❤️ & even disregarding the hat her father is clearly in a blue lives shirt now who wears that to his wife’s birthday party just bc… like what you want me to think he needed to do laundry so he just grabbed whatever was left? 😭😭 girl bye. it’s so obvious her entire family are white supremacists and so much so that they literally made it the theme of her mum’s birthday party. imagine being so fucked in the head

[tloujm]

Part XXVI: Giving Grief

Author’s Notes: This is the first chapter I’ve posted in months (literally since April). I don’t know if this is a full comeback. I have a few chapters in the drafts that need to be edited and formatted for posting but after that, I still plan on continuing the series bc my plan was always have a long fic. With no new content after part II of the game was released, my interest in the fandom waned but was always there. Now with HBO creating a show based off the game, as well as me being apart of the Pedro Pascal fandom, I think I will soon become more consistent in posting as new content gets released. I will say that at least half of what appeals to me for Joel is Troy Baker’s voice and while I love Pedro’s voice too, I know it won’t be the same. I still think Pedro will do the voice justice bc he can do a damn fine country accent as seen in the movie Prospect on Netflix. If you’re a fan of his and have Netflix, please go watch it!

Genre: Angst and Fluff

Summary: You and Joel reconcile and bond over Ellie and Sarah. 

Ship: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Joel waited for you to come home. He paced back and forth in the kitchen switching from holding the card and setting it down on the counter. He was eager to talk to you about this new revelation partly because he was nervous to have the other conversation with you. After a while of calming his nerves down, you still hadn’t come home. The sun had set an hour ago and Joel was ready to throw on his boots and go looking for you. 

Just as he laced them up, the front door opened. You walked in and immediately stopped because his body blocked you from walking in the house further. 

“Going somewhere?” You asked as you slid past him. He was a grown man and could do what he wanted, but the thought of him leaving to go do other things before the issue between you was resolved upset you. 

He reached back down to unlace his boots. “Not anymore. I was ‘bout to head out and find you.”

“Why?” You asked dryly.

“I’d been waiting on you to come home for a couple of hours. We gotta talk.”

“You’re right, we do. I was helping Wendy walk the kids home from the daycare; that’s what held me up. I’m here now, though.” You leaned against the back of the couch and crossed your arms. The stance you took reminded you of what Joel would do.

He walked into the kitchen and came back. “Kiddo made this for us.”

You took it in your hands. “When did she have time to make this?” He shrugged. Your fingers brushed across the drawing of the hat before finally opening it. “Oh my God.” She looked at you for a split second before looking back down at her signature. “Her name has been ‘Ellie’ the whole time.”

“I know.” He commented. 

“She never said anything. All of us have asked her.”

“Technically, she still hasn’t spoken her name, but I guess she wasn’t ready for that.”

“She wasn’t ready to let anybody in.” You said. He nodded in agreement.

“Until now.” He walked up to you and pointed to her name on the card. “She’s doing so good, this Ellie. I can only try to imagine the horrors that she’s seen out in the world before she came to Jackson, but whatever happened out there, it led her to us. I’m...It’s just nice to see her opening up to this place.”

You understood what he was trying to say. “Yeah, I’m proud of her too.” You walked past him and into the kitchen to hang the card on the refrigerator. Joel followed. This time, his arms were crossed.

“(Y/N), I meant it when I said I was sorry back there. I shouldn’t have said what I did.”

“If you didn’t mean it, you wouldn’t have said it.” You rebutted.

“I was upset with you because I expected you to react the same as me when Ellie climbed up that T-Rex, but I don’t want a carbon copy of myself. I love you and want to have a family with you because you are wise beyond your years, confident even if you don’t always think so, responsible even for things that aren’t your responsibility and most importantly, you’re level headedness. Where I have a tendency to lose my cool in certain situations, you are guided by this calm...patient sense of will that I envy.” He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, giving you the opportunity to say something. Seeing that you were still soaking in his words, he continued. “You’ll be a great mother. I saw it in the gentle way you juggled all those kids at the daycare. I saw it in the way you took care of Ellie the first day she came here. You’ll see though, if it’s meant for us to have a baby, how difficult it is to stop worrying. It didn’t stop when Sarah....even when I tried to push those feelings away. It doesn’t stop. I know she’s not her, but it’s hard for me to just stand by and watch her do something that could hurt her.”

“I wasn’t standing by, or at least that wasn’t my intention. I wanted to give her space. She’s so delicate, or maybe that’s my problem. I shouldn’t treat her like she’s some glass figurine. I just wanted her to grow comfortable with us by trusting her. Believe me, it wasn’t easy for me to do when there was nothing personally for me to go off of, but then I thought, she’s lived out there for God knows how long by herself. She’s not only seen things but has been able to survive things. It’s hard to see how clever someone is when they won’t let you in, but I knew she had to be to have made it this far. I get it though. I’ve never been a parent. I can only sympathize with your worries. I can not empathize with you until I’ve been where you have. I’m sorry too. I could have found a way to give her space without allowing her to be in such a dangerous spot. You must be disappointed in me.”

He moved up to you and placed his hands on your shoulder. “I’m not. Look at me. I’m not disappointed in you. She was both of our responsibilities earlier.” He brought you into a tight hug. “You’re right, she is smart. She felt comfortable enough to show a side of herself that no one else has seen. You know why? ‘Cause she felt safe around us. Despite the grief she put me through, it was nice to see her so happy.”

“I know it was, wasn’t it? I can’t believe she jumped though! I didn’t think she’d go that far.”

“At the end of the day, kids will be kids. It’s not an excuse to slack off on raising ‘em, but there's just a certain wild and carefree nature that every kid has. It’s instilled in their DNA or somethin’ and then it fades away as they get older, about the time their back starts to ache.” Joel chuckled as he explained. He kissed the top of your head before pulling away to get a good look at you. He made a face as if to ask if you were ok. You nodded. He took your hand and pulled you into the living room. You sat down next to him. “She reminds me of Sarah sometimes. Ellie’s about the same age as her. She ran me through the ringer, raising that one.” He chuckled at the memories. “I wouldn’t trade it in for the world, being her dad, but you shoulda seen the amount of grief she put me through. Especially being a single parent.” He wiped his hand across his face, letting it linger along the length of his neck. “One time, she snuck off to some skate park when I told her no. She was in this skateboarding phase. I bought her a customized skateboard for her birthday and she would practice using it up and down the driveway. She had barely learned that little flippy trick when she asked me to take her to the skate park. I told her no because it looked like it was for experienced skaters. I wanted her to practice more first. To say the least, she was mad at me. She told me she was staying after school for the science club, but she really went to the skate park with some friends. By the time I figured out where she was, I found her lying in the grass, holding her arm in pain. Turned out she had a hairline fracture in her...radius?” He pointed to the bone on his arm. You nodded that it was in fact called radius. “I grounded her for lying to me, but sometimes I wonder if I should have taken her to the park. I mean I’m no expert on skateboarding, but at least I could have been there to supervise; make sure she wasn’t on one of those tough looking ramps.”

“Did you ever take her skateboarding after she healed up?”

“After the cast came off, she switched interests to soccer. I installed a shelf on one of her walls to hang the skateboard on. Better that than being stuffed under her bed. Soccer was her life though. She made new friends from the team, won titles, learned tricks with the ball. Me and Tommy were regulars at her games. I was...am proud of her.”

You smiled as you envisioned his memories. “Did she give you grief with that as well?”

He nodded in an exaggerated way. “Oh yeah, but I’m sure I used to give her grief too.” You lifted your eyebrows with desire for him to elaborate. “I may or may not have argued with the coach and ref on a few occasions regarding plays.”

“You never dated any of the soccer moms?” You teased.

He scoffed. “Most of them were married and the ones who weren’t, I sent Tommy’s way instead. He wasn’t mad at it.” The two of you chuckled. “I did flirt with a few, married or not, so I could get my hands on some of their homemade baked goods.”

“I was under the assumption that soccer moms made food for everyone.”

“They did, but I still wanted a few more cupcakes for the ride home.” He admitted as you laughed. “Listen, I had a busy life. I didn’t have much time to hone my baking skills, so it was nice to be able to have homemade cakes and cookies for a change.

“Well, if you wanted cookies, that’s all you had to say! I can show you how to bake right now.”

“It’s late.” He reasoned.

“It’s never too late to feed your sweet tooth.” You rebutted as you pulled him back into the kitchen.