#lettin emojies do the talking

[weirdasshomo]

Height difference etc etc

[kamisama-kyaa]

ow guys and girls (not all) getting jealous seeing you with a new recruit

TW: Cassidy's headcanon is a little mature... (eyes emoji)

Hanzo He'll have to remind himself that you can be friends and hangout with anyone you want. Being jealous is selfish and childish... right? So why does he feel so sad seeing you happy with someone else? He understands that you love him more than anything. But sometimes this man just wants you to himself. When you finally get back to Hanzo, he'll make sure to hold you close in the privacy of his room and tell you that he just wants to be enough for you. Please tell him he is enough and that there is no one else that will come in between you both. It will make him feel more confident in himself. :(

Genji The ultimate playboy when he was his younger self...oh how the tables have turned. He used to make all the girls jealous of each other if they got to talked to him. He's used to people being jealous of him if anything. So when this weird feeling started when he say you with a random new recruit in the lounge talking and laughing, what got into him? Genji couldn't help himself. He quickly walked up and excused you both as he took your hand and led you out of the Gibraltar lounge. Was it rude? He simply was not thinking nor did he care. He did apologize for the sudden intrusion while walking you to his room. In there all alone with you, he confessed how he felt. It seemed like the most mature thing.

"Sorry, (Name)... I wasn't thinking...Is it okay if we just lay together for a little?" Genji will lay you down onto his bed that he bought for you. He'll lay on his side propped up by an elbow and watch you closely. Feel free to fall asleep, he just wants to feel like he can protect you for a little bit.

Cassidy He'll walk up to that son of a gun and tell them how it is. "Howdy. Looks like you've gotten to meet my partner, (Name). Ain't they a sight for sore eyes?" He'll sling an arm around you and give a look at the new recruit that just radiates 'Get away or I'll kick your ass' energy. After the recruit scurries off to who knows where, Cassidy will give you a big o'l smile. He kind acts like he was never jealous in the first place and just tells you, "I'm just lettin' others know what is mine." No matter what, the day will end with the two of you in bed. Expect him to to be a bit more aggressive and possessive than usual. Think of him being more forceful in the way he'll grab at you and force himself into you. Cassidy will lean down and whisper in your ear, "I'm your huckleberry" "Only I can make you feel like this, pumpkin."

Brigitte "Hey, (Name)...Can we talk?" You looked over to see your adorable lover at the door waiting for a response. You told the newbie that you'll see them around or maybe in a future mission. After walking into the hallway with Brig, she asks if you could follow her to somewhere private. You guys end up in a hidden park outside of Gibraltar. You asked if there was anything wrong. Brig can't help but shift back and forth while trying to form a coherent sentence. "I...Sorry I just felt like I wanted to be alone with you. Honestly, I think I got a little jealous watching you talk to someone." You couldn't help but sadly smile and give her a kiss on the cheek. It took her by surprise. "You're not mad at me? Isn't it selfish of me to whisk you away when you're making friends...?" You tell her that it's something you can both work on; to be able to feel confident in each other and so jealousy doesn't have to be a thing. "You're right. I need to work on it. But, I'm feeling better already!"

Kiriko "Huh...So do you like hanging around them more than me?" Kiriko will playfully ask. Of course, she was only half joking...other half seriously asking. You would reassure her that you like spending time with her but you just wanted to say hi to the new person! "Alright, but can they do this?!" She'll bust out her kunai and start juggling them. You can only watch your silly partner try and impress you while you giggle. Kiriko will join in on the giggling session, making sure to catch all her kunai and stuff them in her pockets. "We're the perfect match... right?" You can see some uncertainty in her eye while she looks directly at you. Simply pull her into a tight hug and this will erase any lingering fear of you leaving her.

Reaper The person literally disappears. You never see that new recruit. Did your lover have something to do with this? You may never know. Maybe you should keep your distance with those who come around...

Moira She would definitely deny any accusations of her being jealous! Do not even try to confront her or ask her why she's acting strange. "What are you on about?" Moira will scoff. You can try to tease her all you like, but it'll come back and bite you in the end. She always knows how to come out on top. After slightly opening up and telling you about her feelings, you'll have to make sure to console her and confess your undying love and loyalty... or else!

[ducknotinarow]

2k7 Casey Summer - #

| send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including

"I dunno if I 'ike the idea of 'his? But I guess i'll play along but the second ya laugh 'hats it!"

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone        

'Old Man' / '❤️Dad🏒'

"I switch it sometimes, mostly to annoy Dad, if 'm showin' 'im somethin' on my phone where his name will show I always switch it to old man. Cause he 'ikes to say he ain't old and 'hats he cool. Both are wrong, he is old and lame." She smiles a little "Okay okay he's kind of cool but I ain't tellin' 'im 'hat. I siad it once an' he won't let me live it down. I dunno I jus' 'ike teasin' Dad. I guess I got 'hat habit from Pops? he also teases Dad a lot. More 'han I do? But Dad dose it too, think it's just how we show love? Hazing each other 'ike Dad wanting to embrass me all the time be messing with my hair an' callin' all the names but my own at school and practice."

                     

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

[Image description] It's a photo of Casey, with their now family dog Cooper, Summer snapped it when Casey was clearly playing with the dog at the time. The pup happily Licking Casey's face as he pet their head.

"Ya it ain't hard to be a Daddy's girl when ya only got dad's but I sort always seen it 'ike i'm Dad's buddy. Since we talk 'bout hockey all the time. We lovingly yell at each other. Dad hypes me up before games and such. We like to annoy Pop's together by ganging up on him. 'ike in our group chats I dunno how many times we made pop's remove himself from them. Between Dad's need to text every one line of thought and my emoji's yeah the chats a mess." She smiles softly "and 'ight now? dad's havin' a tough time dealin' with Grandma's death. I can sort get it. Grandma was kind of all he really had afta all. Be 'ike if I lost my Dads. I'd be a mess too. I know he tryin' to act 'ike he ain't a mess but he's a mess. Been a mess Pops an' I see it we talk 'bout it. I 'hink Pop's is tryin' his best to let Dad be a mess because he needs to be allowed but I don' 'hink Dad was lettin' himself be one much either. I dunno what happened but Dad seem more willin' to be down but losin' Grandma. And yeah he still sad but he ain't 'ike acttin' 'ike he can't be. So it's nice seeing Dad able to just breath and feel. Especially since we got Cooper now even if Pop's gotta share Dad even more now."

"Sides..I jus' want Dad to not worry 'bout all us so much. An' learn to take care of himself too. Even if i give 'im things to worry 'bout"

                   

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone                            

"I'll Always be you Baby" by Natalie Grant

You taught me how me to walk and how to dream

God gave me your eyes

But it was you who showed me how to see

Now I can stand on my own

But I know you'll never let go

Im butting if a second here I had to do this bit cause Summer had Blue eyes like Casey and Casey always insists Summer was given to them by an angle ;3; sooo yes ;3; when summer gets married this is the song she has play when she dose her dance with Casey. She do a different one with raph cause fuck everyone shes getting two father daughter dances ;3;

"I look up to Dad a lot in truth. Dad's my Hero if I had to pick an' I got lotta school junk to prove it too. Dad looks out and helps everyone. Dad ain't got much but a hockey stick but never stopped him. His Dad wasn't a good guy either but...Dad learned to over come 'hat and Loves Pops wit' all he got. Be full mush with me too. An' well even though Dad don' always 'ike 'hat i'm growin' up? I'll all be his baby. I know I can always count on Dad. I may go to him later 'han he 'ikes but I dunno I just know I can no matter what. If so dick breaks my heart and I don' tell him for months. I can still cry over it later. If I make a mistake I can fess up to him no matter what. I don' 'hink Dad sees how much I do trust him...I wish I was betta 'bout openin' up sooner. If I were a betta Daughter maybe I would. Hell if I were betta I wouldn' get into the shit I do uh? I wouldn' make 'em worry so much afta' all."

 - my muse’s last text to your muse

[text] DAAAAAAD!

[text] Dad I forgot my 🏒 hockey gear! Please can you bring it to 🏫 school

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[Text] Dad imma go to the lair afta school I wanna show Ari something

[Text] Dad imma hang out with Uncle Mikey

[Text] Dad imma be with Uncle Leo

[Text] Dad im gonna be with auntie April

(I feel you can understand what this stream of texts mean. Feel loke she tells him all the time where she going)

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[Text] imagie of Raph past out on the couch with cooper. The pair actually snagged up together sharing the small space despite how much if it Raphs shell can take

[Text] I found ya 🐕 , and 🐢 ❤️

[Text] I think pops🥤 fine with the 🐕

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[Text] hey sooo uh I think I have a date? 😵

[Text] do not come out with the 🏒 stick u_u

[ctjxox]

S1:E1: anxiety + depression

How do you start something like this? A simple question, I know. However, I now have a little anxiety. A million things just raced through my head at once, like a rocket. I know all the things I want to say. I wish I could spit them all out on paper at once… puke them out, even.. they’re making me sick. They’re ALL right here in my head. All together in one room, even. There are a thousand thoughts and thoughts that can be categorized together in cute little bubbles- “ugh who has time for that?! I wish I had time for that..” Seems simple enough, right? Well, not for someone like me. Every thought is bustling, fluttering, flashing, flying. I know which category or ‘bubble’, so to speak, each belongs to. Yet, I can’t catch a single thought quick enough or grasp onto anything long enough, to do a damn thing with it. Hints why I stare off into space so much. I can't even keep up with my own brain. And if I do catch them, they’re fleeting from my hands (mind) faster than a bolt of lightening. So, welcome! You’ve just unlocked a single thought (roughly 30 seconds in real time) in the mind of, yes, me. Sometimes these boughs of anxiety can literally last for days, while some may literally only last 30 seconds, (*insert shoulder shrug emoji here*). And if everything you just read is something you go through every day with damn near every thought... you might wanna grab a seat and get comfy. I'm gonna spend some time (at my own pace, of course- ya know.. anxious?) laying out on paper, for all to see and piece together, my "wired wrong" mind, like piecing together a puzzle. A puzzle that might make you feel really good and relaxed. One that might be hard to work through but will be so worth it when it's done. One that presents a beautiful finishing message that reads, "You're not alone." My ultimate goal in this is to help myself and to hopefully help others in the process, in showing that some things, or EVERY thing, that goes through our minds are NOT “crazy” things, and in fact, are quite NORMAL things. I still struggle daily in reminding myself of all of this. You'd never know the normalcy if the subject's never brought up, yet no one wants to talk about it. I do. So let's do it. Let's get deep, let's get weird, let's get sad and maybe angry. But let's all end with getting happy. I'll be posting my own thoughts on a daily basis- how I handle hard situations (the good, bad and ugly), motivational quotes, videos and song lyrics that have saved my life. Again, I'm not trying to change the world, I'm just trying to change. See comments for a link to a music video with lyrics that you will feel deep in your bones. And if you've never heard of NF, your life's about to change! And also a copy of the lyrics if you want to read along while ya listen...I do not own any kind music rights whatsoever to any of the music being posted**

https://youtu.be/4-nL6QgMDUw

Yeah, look I don't do drugs, I'm addicted to the pain though Yeah, I been on it for a while, dunno how to put it down Gotta have it, it's a habit I'ma break though I just wanna take a hit, keep sayin' I'ma quit Keep sayin' I'ma leave, but I stay though I just want a little fix, I don't wanna take a risk I don't like it when I drift from the safe zone But lately, I been thinkin' I'ma have to Lettin' go of things that I'm attached to World don't stop just because I'm in a bad mood You don't know what love is 'til you holdin' onto somethin' that you can't lose I swear I'm tryna get it together Sleeves up, puttin' work in, tryna be better I like to rap, but I ain't gon' do it forever Forget the charts, I've been focusin' on holdin' my head up Moment I get up, I just wanna know I'm doin' my best And if I'm not, Lord forgive me, you can have the regrets 'Cause I can feel the water tryna go up over my head Most of my life, I always felt like I was holdin' my breath Holdin' my chest to be honest, so I'm tired of it Lookin' for somethin' in my life to be inspired again I like to walk around and act like I don't know what it is But I know what it is, I just never wanna commitRunnin' from change I'm lookin' for change I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for change I just want, I just want changeYeah, I don't like new things Got a lot of mood swings Oh, you wanna tell me somethin' negative? I don't wanna hear what you think Yeah, tossin' in my sleep Every night feel like two weeks Thinkin' 'bout how I could have done this or done that better Can't help it, that's just me, lies That's me avoidin' the change Yeah, that's probably why the issues ain't goin' away Yeah, that's probably why I always sit around and complain Tellin' myself that I ain't never gettin' out of this place Out of my face if you tellin' me I need to be different That's the issue though, I'm always insecurity-driven Takin' the wrong turns, actin' like I know where I'm headed Waitin' for somethin' bad to happen, I can snap any minute I need change Yeah, that's kinda easy to say, right? But difficult to do when I feel like I hate life And everyone around me kinda thinks I'm a great guy But I don't ever think it so I think I'm a fake liar Change, it's somethin' that I know I should do I'm a little uncomfortable to tell you the truth But to be honest with you lately, I got nothin' to lose See, I've always been full of pain, but now I'm makin' some roomLookin' for change I'm lookin' for change I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for change I just want, I just wantI need a moment of silence I don't like change, but I'll try it I don't wanna hear what I should or I shouldn't do Why are they always defiant? See, all my emotions are liars All my emotions are violent They don't want freedom to find me Mention a name and everybody riots (change) Yeah, that's why I'm checkin' my vitals They keep on workin', but I know Breathin' don't mean you're alive so I bag up all of my trash and walk out on my tightrope Positive thoughts are my rivals (change) I'm tryna be be on their side though Should I feel comfortable? I don't Last year, I felt suicidal This year, I might do somethin' different like talkin' to God moreI'm lookin' for change I'm lookin' for (yeah) I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for I just want, I just want change I'm lookin' for (yeah) I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for, yeah (ay, ay) I just want, I just want change Yeah, I'm lookin' for I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for (yeah) I just want, I just want change I'm lookin' for (ay) I'm searchin' for change I'm lookin' for, yeah I just want, I just want changeSource: LyricFindSongwriters: Nate Feurerstein / Thomas James ProfittChange lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

[tinchuleytiger]

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis🍪- cookie dough or cookies?☕- coffee or tea?💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys💬- what your last text message says?💗- who do you miss?🥀- last time you cried?🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis

😡🤬💋👅👌👈👖🕶️🐯🐅🍆💦🍳🍻🔫💣🧨🪓🔪🚬🚬🔞☣️☠️

🍪- cookie dough or cookies?

“I mostly eat the dough, I always fuck my cookies up and I can’t ever seem to get them right. Thank god Jim can bake, I’ll suck a dick for a good white chocolate macadamia nut cookie.

☕- coffee or tea?

“Well, both were shite when I was overseas. Tea was weak, coffee was instant. I’d rather have coffee, keeps me awake better than tea.” 

💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?

“I’ve never been spoiled. My father was about making me earn everything and it wasn’t like you got a lot of liberties in the army. When I was doing freelance, most of my employers tried to bribe me with junk. I’m not into material things, it’s why I was so turned off by Jim’s job offer at the start. Thought he was trying to buy me. He’s just got money and likes to show his appreciation by buying his people stuff. I don’t need stuff to be spoiled. I’d rather have time with him. He can spoil me by lettin’ me nap with my head in his lap, pettin’ my head. Or just letting me stay by him.” 

🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys

“A hole’s a hole.” 

((Sebastian really likes people with attitude. He likes them bratty and snappy and spiky, and if they can snap him in half he’s in love. He’s used to being the bigger partner, so if someone has a strong enough force-of-will and can force him to his knees he loves it. And if they’re sweet at times and let him be really close? That’s what he wants. Sebastian wants to be needed.))

💬- what your last text message says?

“Uhm... It’s a bit out of context... 

‘finished early be home soon. you better still be dressed as the IT guy’

💗- who do you miss?

“I miss Jim when he’s not around. Don’t tell the fucker I said that, but... I really do love the little shite. I’ve been alone for so long, it’s nice to have someone who wants you. I don’t want to be alone again.” 

🥀- last time you cried?

“I- uhm, I don’t cry very much. But Jim and I had this... talk. Lots of misunderstandings.” 

🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

“I’m not gonna count the tiger or the POW thing. Jim got kidnapped a while ago by some ex-business partners. I might’ve been a bit... freaked.” 

[seokmatthewz]

all of those emojis bc i gotta take revenge go do it

i deserved this but im still upset abt it smh

😳: what do you think of me

ur my funky fresh gal!! the cutest!!! u always do ur makeup so nice in ur selfies nd ur rlly funny nd nice nd talented nd ilusm!!!! my best greek pal, a whole ass goddess ilusm missus inna i remember chattin with u lots in greece nd it was very nice because i was feelin very homesick nd u offered me some comfort and i like that you’re very honest with me and that we can talk about all sorts of shit without it being weird, i just really appreciate u being in my life ma’am you’re the sweetest gal hands down, my pisces queen

😑: am I annoying?

not at all ur the best!! u haven’t annoyed me once in my life

♥️: am I your favorite mutual?

ofc we’ve been pals for so long nd u dont ignore me even tho we have a 7 hour time gap between us ur def a big ass fave mutual

🍒: make a moodboard/aesthetic for me!

its late i am very tired,,,,i cannot but ilusm,,,,,mwah

😌: am I funny?

ur so funny ma’am, a gay icon, i feel like we have a similar stupid sense of humour and i absolutely love it

🥀: what’s one of your favorite things about me?

tht ur just so pleasant!!! like u have a lil bit of a cold exterior but in reality ur so mushy and sweet and amazing if someone speaks to u for more than 3 seconds, ur the best

😊: do you have a crush on me?

u kno i cant say who i have a crush on,,,,shame on u ma’am

💕: do you love me?

OFC!!!! IM ON DESKTOP BUT [HEARTS] ILU THE MOSTEST!!

✨: am I your best friend?

ur def one of my best pals im very comfy with u and i rlly appreciate tht bc it is extremely rare that i am ever fully comfortable with someone on this hellsite, i feel like i can rlly be myself with u nd thts so sexy

🥰: rate my blog from 1-10

11/10 mwah

🥳: what would you give me as a birthday gift?

hmmmm some nice expensive makeup or perchance somethin cute nd wooyoung-themed (gasp one of those custom eyeshadow palettes but wooyoung-themed)

🤯: one secret thought about me

uhmmmm idk tbh i tend to voice my thoughts abt u bc i like lettin u know tht ur loved nd appreciated, i have been mildly jealous in the past abt ur nice ass eye makeup and ur nose piercing too bc….want but that’s abt as ‘secret’ as it gets

👌🏻: do you think I’m pretty?

ur So pretty ma’am, the prettiest

🙈: If you don’t know what I look like, guess!

this one can’t b done ik wht u look like 

🎀: am I a friend mutual or just a mutual?

ofc ur a friend moot!!! i love u sm ma’am ur not just a moot at all

🎊: would you date me?

👀 would i? perhaps (i copy pasted those eyes off google appreciate me)

mutuals ask game

[xz017]

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oof. okay so imma do the latest tea???

got out of shower to hear my mum talkin to Agnes spillin the tea abt their friend/coworker

the one with that Kid my mum wanted to have a playdate with or whatever the annoyingly studious and clearskinned halfasian lookin girl i really envied.

her mum has a live in boyfriend who is basically like...an alcoholic mental case rip god i hate alcohol and i hate people who drink it like i only do it so i hate myself more and die but like this guy basically playin with knives n guns in the house and the kid who is like 19 idk why im callin her kid is so Over it like apparently she hasn’t been coming home and like

basically me in 2016 era when my mum was too generous n Helpful lettin ppl back into our lives and our House so i spent christmas morning 5am walkin in the cold n watchin 3 films until it got dark and stuff like that

girl be actin homeless---mood

so it came to a head today so Agnes is spillin the tea n her husband in the bg(omg it weird hearin him rip he was my military hs instructor wild) n my mUM is so selfrighteous n mad like

‘blablahblah well rosalie is being dumb she should put her daughter first she being sick in the head it her Choice’

n im like eavesdroppin havin warflashbacks of the dumb hypocrisy she has DOne lmao

‘has she no thought like what if Tyler gets raped/sexually abused by that man she’d let her daughter be in that environment???’

i mean it wouldnt be fair of me to be like...eyemoji on this cos she technically doesn’t know? but 19 may 2018 never4get lmao

anyway so my mum’s like our room is for rent and it’ll be far cheaper they dont even have to pay rn!!!

cue me being like...um...Money...generosity...i dont...LIke

i was conflicted here like idk i met the girl like 3-5 times im envious of her work ethic n her better asian disposition than mine cos she obviously prettier but she has better prospects and that’d suck if her life be like that

but also??? like...life be like that it was like that to me like who saved me????????????????????? 

um...no one

like why is that on me or US TO BE NICE n helpful im so tired like damn which is relevant to the next point anyway

cos earlier had a convo with my mum i was eyemojing healthcare profs i was like ‘pls stop bein on ye phone pls tell me info on ye opinion on respiratory therapists...what abt PA’

n deadass she be eyemojing me like STICK TO YOUR COURSE

n i was like...-ugly pleadin emoji eyes- n i was tryin to explain that i didn’t want to be so focused on one thing that if i decide this medical thing is what i want to pursue i’d need 1-2 years just for the PREREQS which is like 5 classes and 1000 clinical hours or minimum 6 month healthcare paid job. like if i decide i want to go to school for that i already have the Stuff and just Apply.

n she was like...you had your chance i bothered you to be a nurse a few years ago you were stubborn if you did as i said you’d be earning good money now but you wasted time

n i was like...oof i can’t say anything to that it’s tru. it real life tea it fax i wasted time n im old n im ruunnin out of time i hate myself alot i hate hate hate

and idk we got to talkin abt money n life cos she was like you have to find something you can learn to LOve

n i was like??? WHY I GOTTA SETTLE N FOOL MYSELF TO DO SO im super annoyed abt that mindset

cos the thing about a bloody Arts degree is there’s too fuckin many broad possibilities n they all aint even that good. like deadass if i was a STEM major ugh like if i was a Bio major prospects are so clear: forensics, research, premed,labtech. Meanwhile polsci for example: uhhh teacher? prelaw? politician? uhhh government work? n there’s like 111 different subdivisions of that n it’s like??? wat the fuck

deadass what am i gonna do with international security is that even gonna pay well like...the fuck do i know is it relevant ??? Doubts

n she was all like...PEOPLE JUST GOTTA DO WHAT THEY HAVE TO TO SURVIVE YOU GOTTA FIND YOURS N STICK WITH IT

n i was lowkey panique n frustrated cos i really REALLY hate being stuck in 1 ting n im like i HAD ACTING YOU SAID NO

n she was like pFF i wanted you to have something REAL cos if you dont make it in acting you’d be on the STREETS

n i was like...lmao lil did she know imma be on the streets next year smh this year actually

n she was like talkin abt the harsh reality of the workforce and how you gotta make do at how ppl treat you (patients) n how you might not even like your coworkers but you gotta deal with it because that’s what ppl do to survive

n she was talkin abt undeserving patients with no healthcare n i was like did you just hear yourself so you want them to die cos they dont got money and she was like 

no??? why get hooked up in the ICU when you’re braindead wasting government money taxes we payed for you don’t understand cos you dont have a job and dont get your salary cut cos of taxes and these people come in acting like they got something to give when they yell at your face acting like they know what they’re talking about they act entitled when they have nothing homeless ppl getting money and illegal immigrants are selfish bringing their kids to be hurt here

n im like...theyre life is ...shitty what are you talkin about n she was like so? why dont they stay and make it better??? one of my very first patients asked me why i was in america and i said i come from a poor country and they said why didn’t you stay and try to make it better? and i couldn’t say anything cos u know what they were right why dont illegal immigrants do that??? n im like...

cos theyre literally...RUNNIN and they want ppl they care abt i.e. children to be far away from that as soon as possible bruh ye think imma wait for change deadass there a reason why we suffer duterte he actually get shit done??? we dont have to wait for change the same way ppl who speak nice n are polite do but is stuck with bureaucracy and lowkey bein corrupt deadass stay in ye lane

n she’s like well i hope you’re right im done bein an idealist im a realist now i believed in good i wanted to help the world now no more

n im like...no you’re not a realist, you’ve just been hangin out with a republican

and she gave me a sideeye 

but deadass im ...scared like i really hate the empathy because when she was being serious n talkin n being honest abt things for once i started to unwillingly see things from her point of view i really felt it n i was scared i’ll be like that im scared she’s right

im scared i’ll end up Real n selfish like...i already am ? n bitter? like i care about so very few Personally and am willin to let others suffer to keep it safe n prioritised?

im scared.

like especially with racism all these years my mum’s been telling me it’s not that im racist just wait til you work with them they act so entitles and loud and make everything about race

n i almost told Her abt it earlier i skyped w her earlier we had a tea spillin moment about our ethnic relations bein racist but then idk we talked alot i guess the text got buried or unseen

like i said i was scared n didn’t get to unpack it like im scared because ive been livin with my roomate and like...ive been excusing it as a personality thing and that if it were anyone else different skin colour id still hate them just the same which i still maintain is true but like?

my RM is loud n she makes everything abt race like deadass me n my FM be just eating dinner and she passes by us and goes on a rant about harvard asians being a Blok to black ppl from getting There n im like...im tryna have dinner so i can get energy to deal with this stressful ass school

n she always talks like she knows what she’s talking about like ‘jewish ppl control the federal bank’ n im like...it 1am in the dark quiet of our shared room deadass i dont wanna tell the binch thats antisemitism cos she gonna be like im black how can i be racist smh

im!!! scared alright like i hate my roomate for proving my mum right when i try so hard to set things right like maybe that’s why i dont tell anyone about my situation other than Her. i never told my parents about the berkeley livin situation they already warn me enough to be careful n i just keep tellin them thats racist

i have so much........THOUGHTS n........DILEMMAS...n FEARS but like i just have this blog i cant trust anyone else to talk abt it n the only person i am willing to talk to abt it will be busy and im so ashamed abt these things but she was so sweet about givin me the heads up about her schedule 

like i hated that i had to get an ugly ass haircut today cos she came back to me n we couldve talked so i guess rip she was complacent n did stuff cos she replied late from then on like that dumbass haircut was 15 minutes ugh. our talkin pattern today was like...dashed lines timereply wise? i asked her if she packed earlier (pre haircut)n she said yes but rip a few hours later she was like...I need to pack 

wat is the truth rip

the tablet bein emo like...mood but my child rip.

my love be packin n spendin time with fam before leavin for london tomorrow

n even after that she doin...Stuff. rip.

which is ye know good for her rip.

i just hope she dont go iceskatin deadass one slip n she can crack her head open or break her neck or paralyse her spine like...??? why do humans wanna do dumb activities

like omg she admitted to me today she a serial jaywalker and WORSE with music n headphones like

binch thats why i didnt wanna enable you further by gettin ye airpods deadass bye

n she was like??? tryna equate it with my risky risk like ummm

mine is for science n validity

hers is just carelessness n chosin lazy convenience over idk...the responsibility of self vigilance like...

bruh ppl shouldnt promise someone 91 years if they be continuin to do dumb stuff consciously oof rip

but other than that like...im...really proud of this resolution she be undertakin officially on the 14th?

im nervous abt it cos i really want it for her too. i want her to get the proper sleep n i always hated her givin excuses like ‘IM FINE ON 4 HOURS OF SLEEP’ ‘I NAPPED 3 HOURS 38293820 HOURS AGO IM FINE I MADE UP FOR IT’ um...blokt. get proper sleep binch i love you tf???

prioritise work cos ye gonna regret not givin it yer all??? n ye payin for this???

what fun??? we capitalists now we want that money rip.

i see that shift you know rip i saw it comin a year ago.

that dont mean we republicans rip we still care about others n the inequality? but like i foresaw us getting acquainted with the harsh reality of the world n how difficult it is to get a job--which she experienced along the way.

n rip she wants many things bookmarkin them n honestly same rip

i want a stable warm home for this family n a shiny diamond to get disassociated by extra im a simple man

meanin im selfish n im ready to prioritise meanin im ready to make the choice for others to fall apart/behind if it means puttin This first rip

god pls dont make me a republican this so ugly

# 1 she’d hate me #2 i’d hate me

now im sad

im dead.

omg rip earlier too as she said goodbye i told her i loved her and she was like ‘i love you more’

DEADASS I WAS LIKE LMAO!!! girL i dont think you understand im literally Ready to put you and our possible future First like...im not messin around what skitrips with rich ppl what friends my love is potent n extreme n COncentrated like im sorry ik you feel love for me but you cant top This rip she not ready 

like the um ‘partially wanna make my life’s work abt knowin what might hurt n kill ye so i can kill it first or blok it well’ kinda love

the ‘im already savin for at least HALF a first month deposit in an overpriced london in case you wanna settle down wit me Mayhaps n im not touching it for ANYTHING’ kinda love

the ‘im thinking of a winter home in the tropics so you suffer less n im plannin the floorplans already rip just in case’ kinda extraness

but anyways the gall of this cute lovely human rip ‘i love you more’ ummm try Again smh

bruh i love her too much i bet that’s scary for her rip it might be a Burden tbh she so young rip 

meanwhile im old n ready to rot but like...

i wanna be mortal wit ye before i do

but ye know wat lads i saw myself in the mirror today like 5 times OOF. this meatform...keepin me...Humble. 

bitter but like...humble

‘like of course sHe not ready not only is my personality like dis but also...my outward form how could she introduce me as a Spouse’

‘wow i look like that oof it good i remembered i am undeservin of full intense love like in the films n fanfiction they always between attractive ppl after all it only 1/2 it not Equal’

‘wow bruh ye really upset she spendin time n resources elsewhere when you be lookin like That? ye dont have much to offer bro take the L’

oof so that’s the personal tea i can think of?

had a meghan marke talk rip i can’t believe i was right??? i had twin vibes!!! but i was hoping for like a variety situation rip im worried a lil abt the whole birthin Late ting but she can afford the highest care rip it fine she rich.

my love was talkin abt how pretty MM was n i was like rip is she triggerin Her a lil rip worrirooni

rip speakin of babies like she was showin me this smol gummybear n im like same das me heart n she was like :( n i was like it only fits you

n she was like so no children then:(

n i was like!!! rip if it Ours of course that Counts n i was a lil shook like rip she said she didn’t want them Really so i always get guilty when i talk abt the future or realise i mentioned kids or carelessly name drop Hyaline n Benzion like...im dead rn just typin that like what if she read this big shame bro

but ye know what this is already long n she gonna be busy maybe that’s the key. TOo Much puts ppl OFF so ye mayhaps we sneaky ! ?

anyway i was tryin to get her thoughts on it rip but like she was all iDK ASK ME IN 13 Yrs n i was like...

sighemoji + sandemoji + resignedemoji

rip we talked FAaC a lil. cos she Dared!!! to liken me to her brother just cos i showed her my cheap youth boy shoes smh

At first i was super offended n disgusted but then i was like rip eyemoji if ye into that

then she was like ew nO

then i was like um ye already play the ‘daddy u like me young huh’ card

which is like idk is like technically? joking but it’s like that post ye know abt ppl bein ‘whether or not im actually jokin or flirtin depends if you into it’ but also like schrodingers racism like ‘it was a joke bro!!!’ but they actually bigots.

so it DIFFICULT for my brain to Confirm rip like...eyemoji what is the truth

but like??? im rip. willin. rip. to. rip. Try. rip.?

really i am rip. it Her. bruh. im only hopin she dont have a golden shower kink but. trust i...Will follow thru.

nO IM REMEMBERIN THE DOO DOO POST DESPAIR

rip anyway that whole thing reminded me of FAaC origins which was porn n then somehow sHe was like imagine if egggsy was a singer he’d sing like ‘age is just a number’ shit n i SPILLED THE TEA ABOUT A TING IN PT 3 im so weak sand

i miss the gays

i wanna give them justice n happiness but the 2027 excuse is rl nice for my ugly procrastination issues oof but i wish them well

add: rip had another talk with my mum i really wanted her to understand my thought process about wanting to get the prereqs for medtraining done beforehand

n she was like...I UNderstand but Normal people--

n i was like ‘IM NOT NORMAL I DONT KNOW HOW TO CHOOSE I HAVE NO IDENTITY’

n she’s just like SHOOKE n mad n clearly dont understand that im fukt up in the head ‘...IC AN’T BELIEVE YOU!!! iF YOU’RE ABNORMAL YOU WONT GET HIRED N YOU WONT HAVE A NICE JOB’

n im like...well i mean what can i say to that it’s not like it’s not tru rip

Big sand honestly.

it gonna be a long few days imma do my best to leave her alone she needs her time rip i love her so much rip sand

i feel like a dumb ugly dog god fljækadfkøad h8

[ltwilliamhavers]

Byrock Lake Summer Camp

its time for another rosawatts fic, i guess. lol. 

thank you anon for sending this in!! i was excited to use these emojis bc theyre actually MY favorite emojis!! however. this fic probably isn’t what you were expecting like. at all. lol it was the only way i could think to connect these emojis!! this could also be considered a ‘platonic’ rosawatts fic technically? bc theres nothing romantic in this fic just btw

also just an fyi for this fic- people named charlie and traci are mentioned in it! traci is eva’s canon sister (who i headcanon as older than her) and charlie is eva’s twin sister who i like... completely made up. charlie isn’t canon lol. just lettin yall know. (she’s also in another one of my fics)

one last thing! this fic is a little more than 5k words, and word counter says it should take about 20 minutes to read so you should probably settle in if you do plan on reading it. anyway thanks for reading this mess until here lmao

It had been a very hot and humid summer at Byrock Lake Summer Camp. It wasn’t even summer yet, per say, since it was only nearing the beginning of June, but it was reaching the point of the year where it’s temperatures are the highest ever. It’s located in such a place that makes it feel like summer weather even if you’re visiting in the middle of December.

Summer heat brought all the other summer related consequences along with it. Sunburns, headaches, along with lots and lots of bugs. Spiders ran rampant along the grounds, setting up camp in almost any corner they could get too. Fire ants nests were found almost everywhere along the grounds, barely five feet apart from each other. Mosquitoes seemed to appear almost out of nowhere, completely destroying anyone who had forgotten to put on bug spray. The smell of bug repellent was abundant everywhere you stepped in an attempt to try to get all of the insects under control.

Byrock Lake, at the very least, had semi-decent cabins. They looked like log houses, except a lot smaller, and each group’s cabins were all located within ten feet of each other. The boys’ cabins were at the top of the hill; the girls’ nearer the bottom. These cabins also had no means of modern air conditioning, all that was used were old fans that made so much noise that there’s no way anyone could fall asleep with them on.

This is where thirteen year old Eva Rosalene and Neil Watts were going to spend two weeks of their precious summer vacation.

The reason that they had been sent to this summer camp together was mostly for a band get together. Every year, their school’s band director tries to get the entire band group on some sort of excursion together so that they could all spend some more time together, and get to know each other better outside of school. The band director, along with the school, always chooses one of the cheapest summer camps to send all the kids to so that they could pay it all off immediately. The parents don’t have to pay any money to send their children on these trips, so there’s virtually no reason for the parents to not send their kids.

On the entire three hour bus ride to Byrock Lake, Neil had barely taken a second to breathe in between his sentences, complaining about their destination.

“I mean, Eva, come on! How can you be even slightly optimistic about this place? It’s going to be hot and sweaty and so gross! For two weeks! That’s, like, basically an eternity!”

Neil, sitting on the side closest to the aisle in the seat he’s sharing with Eva, has turned his body sideways to face Eva head on as he complains to her. Eva stays quiet, politely listening to her friend go on and on about this summer camp.

When Neil finishes this last sentence, he huffs loudly and crosses his arms, still facing Eva. She looks at him blankly, not giving the thick-glassed boy next to her the reaction he’s looking for. “How do you even know this place is going to be bad? You haven’t even seen it yet.” Neil looks at Eva incredulously after she says this. “Eva, really? Have you not heard about past band members talking about this place? It’s horrible! There’s bugs everywhere.” He says this last one with his arms waving around, trying emphasize the word everywhere.

Eva rolls her eyes at Neil. “Then wear bug spray.”

Neil ignores this comment, and continues. “They don’t even allow electronics! Can you believe that? How are we supposed to have any kind of fun without video games?” He turns to the side, pouting and crossing his arms again. Eva raises an eyebrow at him. “Wait, I thought you told me you brought your GameBoy along with-” she says, before she’s quickly cut off by Neil shushing her loudly and placing one of his hands over her mouth. Eva lowers her eyebrows, glaring at him. Neil takes his hand away when he knows she’s done talking.

He leans in closer to her, speaking in a half whisper. “Are you kidding me, Eva? You can’t announce that! There’s teachers sitting at the front of this bus! I don’t want this to get taken from me. Not again. My parents would be pissed.”

Eva half smiles, thinking about the last time he got his GameBoy taken away from him. He had brought it into class one day, aiming to play it while they were taking a test, and asked Eva to ‘cover for him’. She just rolled her eyes and didn’t say anything when the teacher started making her way towards Neil. It got taken away for almost a week.

She moves past the fact that Neil has attempted to smuggle his GameBoy into their summer camp get together, and starts trying to encourage Neil. “Well, I don’t think it’ll be all that bad. Besides, my mom said that it would be fun.”

Neil glances over at her. “How does she know?”

“What?”

“Did Traci and Charlie go?”

Eva looks at Neil with a look of confusion. “Neil, if Charlie went, she’d be on this bus right now. We’re in the same grade. Also, she’s not even in band. Why in the world would she be on this trip with us?”

Neil ignores Eva’s quips at him. “Well then, how about Traci?”

“I think this whole thing was started after Traci left middle school, so… no.”

Neil sighs loudly, and slumps himself down in his chair. “Then your mom lied to you.”

“Don’t call my mom a liar!”

“Besides, my parents didn’t bother to entice this summer camp to me. They knew it wasn’t going to be that great- they just signed me up for it and shipped me off.” Neil looks down at his feet. “I think my dad just wanted me out of the house.”

Eva looks at him, not knowing what to say next. Neil’s home life had always been a touchy subject with him. Anytime she’d try to bring it up, Neil would immediately shut down or try to change the subject with a joke. She never knew what to say when he brought it up.

They sit in silence for a few minutes, Neil still slumped in his seat, looking at his feet, and Eva had busied herself looking out the window. The dark green trees outside had gotten more and more abundant, and the amount of commercial buildings outside had decreased. It was obvious that they were getting closer to wherever this summer camp was.

“We don’t even get to go swimming.”

Eva looks over at Neil in surprise, not having expected him to start up a conversation again. He’s still looking at the ground.

“Well, this place is called Byrock Lake. It literally has the name lake in the title, and we don’t even get to swim in it?” Neil glances up at Eva, as he starts going on another tangent. “I mean, I think it’s the least that they could do. It’s going to be way too hot there.”

Eva smiles, glad he’s back to his normal self, not dwelling on his life at home. “Maybe you could sneak into the lake to go swimming. I wouldn’t put it past you.”

Neil looks at Eva, and smiles. “Yeah, maybe I will.”

She looks taken aback at Neil’s response. “Neil, I was- I’m joking. Don’t do that. You could get kicked out.”

Neil rolled his eyes. “Oh no, I could get kicked out? Of this lousy summer camp which is one of the last places I want to be this summer? Oh, how horrible. I can’t even imagine.”

Eva was about to say something about how angry his parents might get if they got a call saying that Neil had gotten kicked out of Byrock Lake Summer Camp for trying to swim in the lake, but decided against it. She didn’t want to bring up his parents for no reason. She decides to just elbow Neil for his sarcasm, and Neil laughs.

A teacher at the front of the bus stands up, and all the kids instantly go quiet, including Neil. As much as he might talk about breaking the rules, he’s too straight laced to ever actually do it. As all the students direct their attention at the teacher, he starts talking.

“Alright, kids, we are approaching Byrock Lake Summer Camp. Please make sure to exit the bus as quickly as possible, and grab all of your belongings from your compartments. The school is not responsible for any items lost because you left it on the bus. As soon as we are all ready to go, your group leaders will take you to your cabins so you all can set up. Feel free to ask your group leaders for instructions afterwards.” He takes a quick scan over all the students once he had finished, and then turns around to sit in his seat again. All the kids start talking again, and Neil groans in his seat.

“Man, I can’t believe I got Mr. Castells as my group leader,” Neil pouts, talking about the scary-looking man who had talked just a few seconds ago. “You got Mrs. Noel! You are so lucky, Eva. She’s so nice. I wish I had gotten her.”

“Well, I don’t think it would make any sense for a girl group leader to stay with the boys.”

“Eva, I wasn’t being serious.” He says, turning around again to face her. “I just meant… man, I wish I had gotten anyone but Mr. Castells.” Eva laughs. “Better not say that too loudly or he might hear you. You wouldn’t want him to take away your GameBoy, would you?”

“Eva! I told you to be quiet about that!” Neil says flusteredly, through clenched teeth, as Eva laughs.

The bus then quickly slams on the breaks and almost every kid hits their head on the seat in front of them. Neil, due to the fact he was sitting sideways, was slammed forward and fell into the tiny space in between his seat and the seat in front of him. Eva busted out laughing at seeing her friend stuck haphazardly in a small space. His face turned red from embarrassment, and quickly picked himself up out of the space as the other band members started leaving the bus, Eva still laughing at Neil’s mistake. Neil mumbles to her to knock it off, too embarrassed to say anything comprehensible to her.

“Alright, smooth guy, get a move on,” Eva manages to say in between fits of laughter. Neil quickly stands up, not looking at Eva, and they make their way off the bus, making sure to mumble a quick ‘thank you’ to the bus driver so that Mr. Castells doesn’t yell at them.

Once they get off and grab their duffel bags from under the bus, the bus driver quickly speeds off back onto the road, leaving all the kids behind. Neil sighs beside Eva. “Man, this is horrible already and I haven’t even been here for a minute yet.” He glances at Eva, and then spins around to follow the rest of the group. As Eva joins him, she can’t deny that she thinks he’s right. She can already feel herself start to get sweaty due to the immense heat in the area, and she can hear the cacophony of buzzing mosquitoes in the surrounding area.

“Oh, and another thing!” Neil angrily says to Eva, as she catches up and starts walking besides him. “The boy’s cabin is at the top of the hill! I have to lug this whole duffel bag up a hill, are you kidding me? You have it so easy. Your cabins are at the bottom of the hill.” Eva giggles at Neil’s exuberant manner of complaining. “Oh, get over it. I think you’re gonna be fine.”

“That’s what you think,” Neil says. He starts acting as though his bag is weighing down on him, and he’s struggling to carry it. “Oh, Eva, I don’t think… I can make it… this might be the end for me… this duffel bag is just way too heavy to carry up a hill…” Neil says, speaking as though he were a tired, old man, which makes Eva start laughing. Neil lights up when he sees that Eva finds his shenanigans funny. She turns to Neil, eyes twinkling. “Alright, old man, hurry up. I don’t want to get left behind by the group.”

Eva turns around and starts walking, smiling as she hears Neil yell, ‘Hey!’ behind her, and his footsteps running to catch up with her.

* * *

Sat down at one of the cheap tables the camp had bought for it’s barely air-conditioned dining area, Eva had been eating her dinner in a plastic tray, sat down with her other band friends. She kept quickly scanning the dining hall, wondering where her best friend had gone off to. She didn’t think that he’d just sit without her, but it was definitely worrying her as an option.

Her fears were quickly put to rest when she saw a quick movement to the left of her and the loud clack of a plastic tray being set down. She looked over, and saw Neil quickly taking a seat next to her. The other people at the table glanced over him, but quickly turned back to their own private conversation.

“Neil? Where were you? I was worried you sat down without me.”

He turns to look at Eva and puts on his mushiest voice that he can muster. “Aww, Evie, did you miss me? How sweet!” Eva immediately rolls her eyes. “Nevermind. I take that back. I wish you had sat somewhere else without me.” Neil fake pouts at Eva, which draws out a small smile from her. Neil, satisfied, moves the conversation forward.

“So… you don’t wanna know where I was?”

“I literally asked you where you were when you sat down.”

“Oh. Well, I wasn’t listening.” Eva sighs at him, and Neil continues. “I was playing my GameBoy!” He shows her his GameBoy discreetly under the table, where he was holding it, showing a Pokemon battle screen.

Eva looks at him with a deadpan face. “That’s really what you were doing instead of coming to the dining hall?”

“Yes, Eva,” he says, pressing the yes as though it was obvious that this was the most important thing in the world. “Anyway… I need to ask you something,” Neil says, as he shoves the GameBoy into one of his pant pockets. Eva looked at him cautiously. “Well, when you phrase it like that, I don’t know if I want you to ask it.” Neil waves his hand in a dismissive way in front of her face. “No! It’s nothing bad. It’s just… I want you to stay up kind of late in your cabin tonight. I wanna show you something.”

“That’s not a question.”

Neil lets out a drawn out groan. “God, Eva, just- will you stay up late in your cabin tonight for me? I would like to show you something.”

Eva smiles and crosses her arms confidently. “Thank you. And… I don’t know. Won’t you get caught? Because you’re sneaking out of your cabin, yeah?”

Neil rolls his eyes. “Pssh. I’m not scared of getting caught.” Eva glares at him with this obvious lie. Neil pretends like he didn’t see. “I’m not in the cabin with Mr. Castells, so I’m gonna be fine.” A whistle blares near the entrance to the dining area, and all the students look over to see their group leaders standing by the door. Mr. Castells starts waving the students over, and most of the kids start standing up to leave. Eva and Neil stand up with the rest of the kids, heading over to their respective leaders.

“Just, promise me you’ll be up, okay?” Neil says hurriedly, as he starts walking towards Mr. Castells.

“Uh, yeah, Neil, I’ll try,” Eva responds, and then turns around to get into the line in front of Mrs. Noel. She turns to the other line where Neil is, and he gives her a thumbs up before they start walking in different directions towards their cabins.

* * *

Sure enough, at around midnight, Eva hears a knocking on her cabin window. She quickly jumps, having just been starting to doze off. She was starting to think that Neil had been joking about meeting her at her cabin, or maybe he ended up chickening out. But sure enough, when she looked outside the window, she saw her thick-rimmed glassed, light brown haired friend staring at her through the other side. Eva stares at him, astonished. Neil simply waves back at her with a toothy grin. He then waves the universal gesture for ‘come forward’.

Eva leans closer towards the window, and Neil puts his head on his forehead and shakes his head, obviously sighing. He then leans towards the window and points to the direction of where the door is. Eva then understands- Neil was trying to get her to come outside.

She quickly throws on a jacket over her clothes- even though the days might be sweltering, the nights can feel like they’re freezing- and tiptoes outside as to not wake any of the others. Once she gets to the door with little to no noise, she makes her way to where Neil was standing. When he sees Eva, he cocks his head to the side. “Eva. You thought that gesture was ‘get closer’, and not ‘come outside’? Really?” Neil says, in a hushed whisper so that no one inside of the cabin can hear them. Eva looks downwards, embarrassed. “I didn’t know what you were trying to insinuate! You weren’t saying any words, it was kind of difficult for me!” Eva responds, in the same whisper as Neil. “Besides, I can always just go back into my cabin.” Neil’s eyes widen at this threat. “No no no! Don’t do that. Please, this is important to me.” Neil gives her puppy dog eyes when he says this, and Eva just laughs and rolls her eyes.

“Okay, show it to me.”

Neil looks at her, one eyebrow raised. “What?”

“You said you wanted to show me something. Where is it?”

“You’re going to have to follow me to come see it.”

“Wait, what?” Eva said, a little too loudly, which was quickly followed by a shush from Neil. Eva starts again, now in a whisper. “You don’t have it with you?”

Neil sighed. “It’s not really a thing I can just carry with me, Eva.”

“Okay, well how are we supposed to walk around in the dead of night?”

Neil flashed his toothy grin as he held up an incredibly bulky flashlight. “I came prepared. Come on, Eva. How’d you think I got down here?”

Eva gave up, and let Neil win the conversation. “Fine, okay. Lead the way.” Neil smiled at her, stepped onto the dirt road in front of the cabin, and once they were a safe distance away from the cluster of cabins, they turned on the flashlight.

* * *

The area they were walking seemed even darker than it would’ve been originally. The surrounding brush around them was so dense, and the trees around them so tall, that they could not even see the sky. There wasn’t even a star to light up where they were walking.

Eva started shivering next to Neil. “Are you sure you know where you’re going?”

“Absolutely positive,” Neil responds confidently. This does not help Eva’s fears in the slightest, as Neil has told her this multiple times in the course of their friendship, almost every time having him totally and utterly confused as to what he was actually doing.

Eva glances at him, not trusting him even a little bit, but finds Neil facing forward and marching towards their destination with an aura of confidence around him. Eva looks forward, too, doubting her earlier suspicions about Neil having no clue where he was leading them.

The two of them continue on their way, Neil still smiling, obviously excited for their end goal and Eva, next to him, shivering in the cold forest. Eva side eyes him as they make their way down this dirt trail, the only light source they have a small, bulky flashlight. She tries to start conversation, so that she doesn’t have to walk through a dark forest in dead silence.

“This place better be good,” Eva says, half joking, trying to get a reaction out of her friend. He chuckles and glances over at her.

“Oh, trust me, it’s pretty great.”

“Good enough to get caught and kicked out of a summer camp for?”

Even though Eva can’t quite make out Neil’s movements in the dark, she can assume that he rolled his eyes at her remark. “Eva, please, you need to stop worrying about that so much. I know your mom would have a hissy-fit, but I’m sure she’ll get over it eventually.” Eva thinks to herself that she wasn’t scared about her parent’s reactions, but Neil’s. He continues his train of thought. “Besides, we aren’t going to get caught. None of these counselors care enough to go out in the middle of the night to go catch some kids.”

“They’re camp leaders. Not counselors. They aren’t getting paid for this,” Eva says, stifling a yawn throughout her sentence.

“I think that just proves my point even further.”

Eva is about to say something else to Neil, trying to keep the conversation going, when she suddenly feels a drop-off and feels like she’s falling through space and time. She looks down and realizes that her foot had only gone down only a few inches than what she had expected. The air around her immediately seems to warm up, and it seems just a little bit lighter than the forest before. She looks around her and realizes that they have exited the forest.

“Hey Eva, watch out, there’s a drop off there,” Neil says with a monotone voice.

“Wow, thanks for the heads up. I really appreciate it,” she replies as Neil snickers.

Neil steps closer towards her, stepping down the drop off with no reaction, unlike Eva before him. “Alright, close your eyes.”

Eva spins around quickly. “What?”

“Just close your eyes!”

“I don’t think I trust you enough to do that.”

Neil sighs. “Eva, come on.”

“How am I going to walk through this place if my eyes are closed?”

“It’s dark enough already that I don’t think you closing your eyes will be much of a difference. Besides, I’ll guide you,” he says, finishing on a note of what felt like true sincerity to Eva. She gives up, sighing, and looks back at Neil. “Promise you won’t do anything bad?”

“Jeez, Eva, do you really not trust me that much?”

Eva glares at him until he answers the question.

“Fine, fine. I promise I won’t do anything weird. Does that make you feel better?”

“It does,” Eva says, smiling, and closes her eyes. She feels Neil grab her forearm. “Alright, I’m just gonna try to lead you. It won’t take that long.”

The next minute or so consists of Eva, blind, wandering through a dirt trail with only Neil to guide her. She trips over rocks and small branches multiple times, and Neil tries to convince her multiple times that this place will truly be great. Even though it didn’t take very long, it felt like an eternity to Eva who had to wander blindly.

“Okay, we’re almost there,” Neil said, still trying to calm Eva’s nerves about where they were headed. “It’s gonna be great. Just… step up a little bit.”

Eva follow’s Neil’s directions and kicks her foot up way high, and her foot hits something, which quickly causing an ‘OW!’ from Neil’s direction.

“Jesus, Eva, not that high! You just kicked my leg,” Neil yells, and it causes Eva to start laughing. “Christ. I’m gonna have a bruise there tomorrow.” Eva keeps laughing at Neil’s exaggerations. “Alright, Eva, this time, only put your foot like a couple inches in the air.”

Neil manages to get the blind Eva up onto the area that he was trying to get her to go. Instantly, Eva can feel the feeling of wood planks beneath her and the soft swaying of the area they were standing on. Eva smiles, taking a guess at where they were located.

Neil continues to grab her forearm, and leads her a couple steps forward, once stepping behind her and positioning her shoulders to face a certain way. Eva continues smiling. “Can I open my eyes now?” She hears footsteps moving beside her, and Neil answers, “Yeah, in just a second, hold on.” Eva looks over to where she expects Neil to be standing, her eyes still closed. “Do I get bonus points if I’m able to guess where we are?”

She hears Neil sigh, a ways behind her. “No. You don’t get bonus points. No guessing.” She hears a few more cautious footsteps, getting quieter, so she can assume Neil is walking away from her. “Okay, Eva, open your eyes!”

When she was finally able to open her eyes, she just expected to see Byrock Lake, but in the dark and she’d barely be able to make out the water. Only part of her prediction was correct.

Yes, she was standing on the pier to the infamous Byrock Lake, but it was so much better than she had imagined. In the sky, the stars were so bright that they looked lighthouses at the far end of the sky. There were more up there than she had ever seen in her entire life. The entire sky looked like someone had taken white paint, and splattered a dark black canvas with as many dots as they could manage. She could only see stars in the sky- the moon that day had been a new moon. Eva took a few moments just collecting in her brain the image of the beautiful starry sky, before she had looked down at the water.

Byrock Lake was reflecting everything that Eva had just seen in the sky. The water was pitch black, but the soft rippling of the water allowed it to easily reflect the starry sky. The stars in the water looked like they were moving and spinning around, like a galaxy over millions and millions of years. Eva gasps out loud and covers her mouth with her hands.

“Oh my god, Neil, this is…” she says, not finding a word to describe what she sees before her.”

“Pretty great, huh?” he says, walking up from behind and then taking his place to the left of her. “I knew that you would like it.” He looks over at Eva, who’s still entranced by all the beautiful stars in the sky and the ones that looked like they’re trapped in the water.

Eva takes off her long sleeved jacket- it had gotten warmer when they had exited the forest- and is left in her Byrock Lake Summer Camp t-shirt that all the students were directed to wear on their first day. Eva sets down her jacket, and makes her way closer to the edge of the pier, Neil still watching her movements. She kneels down at the edge of the wooden dock, and placed her hand on top of the water, touching the stars from above. The water feels warm as she plunges her hand into the lake. Her hand quickly seems to disappear, due to how black the water is, and more shining stars take the place of where her hand used to be.

Neil eventually walks over to where Eva is kneeling, and continues to stand as she looks into the dark abyss. “It looks like a liquid galaxy,” Eva says, moving her hand around in the water, disturbing the surrounding area of stars. Neil laughs. “Yeah, I guess that’s one way you could put it.” He continues to stare at Eva for a few minutes, before rolling up the hem of his pants and taking off his shoes, setting them on the dock. Eva looks up at him. “What are you doing?” she asks, but gets no response as Neil sits down at the edge of the dock, legs leaning off which go into the warm water. Neil puts his hands behind him, holding him up, saying nothing. Eva quickly realizes what he was doing, and does the same. Soon enough, they’re both sitting at the end of the dock, looking out on a sea of stars.

“How did you know about this place?” Eva asks, looking over to her left, still seeing Neil staring off into the distance. He smiles. “My grandpa took me here once.”

Eva stares at him, eyebrow raised. “On the whole bus ride up you were non-stop complaining about this place.” Neil laughs. “Yeah, well, when I went with my grandpa it was just us. I didn’t have to go along with a hundred kids that I barely know and eat sub-par food for two weeks.” Eva looks back at the water, internally agreeing with him.

“We always loved to go stargazing. We’d try to go to many different places to see a different view.” Neil laughs. “Well, the stars don’t look all that different, but the different environments surrounding you can always be a fun change.” Neil looks over at Eva, who is now the one still staring out onto the lake. “I sat on this dock for hours when I saw all of this. Amazing how much of the sky is covered up by pollution, huh?” Eva voices her agreement.

They sit there on the edge of the lake for a little while, Eva swinging her legs, messing with the ripples in the water, and Neil seeming perfectly content with not moving at all. Eventually, Neil speaks up, a smile on his face. “Hey, Eva?” She doesn’t look up at him, still to entranced by the sky above and in front of her. “Yeah?”

Before she even has a chance to fight back, she feels a pair of hands on her back, pushing her forward. “Wait, wait, wait- NEIL!” Eva yells quickly, just before she’s pushed tumbling into the lake in front of her. She quickly swims up back to the surface, wiping the wet hair out of her eyes and spitting out water that she accidentally inhaled. “NEIL WATTS, I SWEAR TO GOD-” Eva starts to yell, but when she looks up, she can see Neil setting down his glasses and backing up to the end of the dock. He starts running full speed towards the lake. Eva’s eyes widen.

“Neil, no, I swear, if you splash me I will-” Eva starts, but not before Neil yells excitedly, jumps off the end of the dock as far as he can, and splashes in only a few feet away from where Eva was swimming. Eva immediately wipes the hair out of her eyes again, and opens them to see Neil Watts swimming beside her, a wide toothy grin on his face and his hair, usually combed right down the middle, all swept back by the water.

“I hate you. So much,” Eva says through gritted teeth, glaring at Neil who was still smiling at her. “Oh, come on, Eva, that was fun!” He glances at her, a little worry showing on his face. “You’re not gonna get out, are you?” Eva smiles a little bit at how worried Neil got. “Well, the damage is already done, I guess,” she says, with a fake melodramaticism in her voice.

Neil looks at her, surprised by her answer, and grins widely.

Eva smiles back.

[thelastspeecher]

maybe a de-aged Mergucket au with 🐲 - dragon? (Maybe the Stan to kid one?)

🐲  - dragon

Instead of the Stan to kid one, I went with the egg Stan one, since I got a really good idea for this prompt, in the context of that particular AU.  A bit of background of the AU for folks: This is yet another AU of the MerGucket AU, and in it, Stan basically pisses off a fairy, who curses him and turns him into a mer egg.  The fairy turns Ford mer (full mer - Ford doesn’t have a belly button; his unfamiliarity with being mer is the only hint that he wasn’t always mer) as well, so that he can properly take care of his now younger than an infant twin brother.  Ford basically panics and swims around for a few hours before coming across some of the MerGuckets.  He explains his situation, and even tho the MerGuckets have issues believing him, they let Ford and the egg stay with them.  Stan’s egg hatches, and the MerGuckets insist that Ford be the new guppy’s main caretaker, which results in a father-son rather than brotherly relationship.  Ford fights it, but gives in when Stan’s about three, since his refusal to let Stan call him “Dad” just makes Stan get upset.  Eventually, Fiddleford becomes Ford’s mate, and just like that, Stan has two dads.  This ficlet takes place when Stan is four.

That was a long-ass explanation for a prompt that ended up over a thousand words, so part of the prompt is gonna be under a cut for readability.

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               “Dad, tell me another story,”Stan whined.  Ford raised an eyebrow.

               “You’re still not sleepy?”

               “Nope,” Stan said, shaking hishead.  

               “Well, I could just sing you tosleep…” Ford said idly.  

               “Noooo,” Stan saiddramatically.  He flopped across Ford’slap, eliciting a small chuckle.

               “All right, I won’t put you inthe guppy basket quite yet,” Ford said, stroking Stan’s hair.  “What sort of story do you want?”

               “Why don’t you call me ‘son’like Pa does?” Stan said suddenly.  Fordfroze.

               “That’s not the answer to myquestion, Stanley.”

               “Yeah, but I wanna know.  I know you don’t call me that.  I’ve been payin’ attention.”

               “You have, have you?”

               “Duh.  It’s weird. You don’t call me ‘son’, and you only started lettin’ me call you ‘Dad’last year,” Stan said.  Ford swallowednervously and resumed stroking Stan’s hair.

               “It’s- it’s because of howthings worked out with you.”

               “Huh?”

               “It wasn’t supposed to be thisway, with you on your own, being raised by myself and Fiddleford,” Ford said,hoping the vague nature of his statement would allow Stan to fill in his owndetails.

               “Are ya talkin’ about the restof my clutch?” Stan said quietly.  “Andyour old mate, the one who laid me?”

               “…Yes.  Sometimes, I just have issues coping with thedisconnect between what I had planned, and what actually happened,” Ford saidcarefully.  “And that can make me comeoff a bit strange, but I assure you, Stanley, I love you as dearly as ispossible.”

               “…Okay, Dad.  I’ll take it.”  Stan shuffled around in Ford’s lap.  “Now, tell me another story.”

               “What’s the magic word?” Fordasked teasingly, carefully untangling a snarl in Stan’s wild curls.  Stan sighed.

               “Please tell me another story.”

               “Of course.  What story do you want?”

               “One of those human ones ya knowfor some reason.  With- with valiant princes,who rescue pretty princesses!”  Stangrinned broadly.  “I bet I could be one of those princes.  If I was human.”

               “Of course you could,” Ford saidsoftly, recalling the very un-princely behavior of Stan when he was human.  “How about…a twist on the classic story.  You don’t mind if there aren’t anyprincesses, do you?”

               “As long as it’s got a princewho saves the day, I’m good.”

               “Excellent.”  Ford paused for a moment to think.  “Our story takes place by the sea, in theGlass Shard Kingdom.”

               “That’s a funny name.”

               “Yes, it is.  There were two brothers who were the princesof the kingdom.  Twins.  Cedar was the more intellectual one, whileFir tended to seek out physical solutions.” Ford looked at Stan meaningfully. “Remember, that’s not what you’re supposed to do when you have aproblem.  You don’t fight first and ask questionslater.”

               “I know,” Stan said.

               “Good.  Well, Prince Cedar, in his search forknowledge, had a tendency to forego caution, and get into trouble.  Once such time was the day he went to thesea, to seek out a marine dragon he’d heard of. This dragon, named Billious, could offer the answers to all the universe’squestions.  But for a price.  Prince Cedar, desperate to prove himself morethan just one of the heirs to the throne, took the deal without thinking,binding himself in servitude to Billious. Upon hearing of his twin’s plight, Prince Fir set off on his own,searching for a way to break Prince Cedar’s deal.”

               “Did he mess up, since he solvedproblems with his fists?” Stan asked idly. Ford’s heart stopped.

               I nevermentioned anything about fists.  Howwould he know?  Unless…  No, Stanford, that’s ridiculous, solvingproblems with your fists is a common saying.

               “Dad?”

               “Hmm?  Oh, no. Prince Fir also had a silver tongue, able to talk his way out of andinto things.  Using this ability, PrinceFir was able to persuade a fairy to help him. The fairy would be able to magically break Billious and Prince Cedar’sdeal.  But there were twoconditions.  The first was that Billiouswould need to be physically weakened first. The second was that Prince Fir would have to pay a price, to be takenafter Prince Cedar was freed.  Prince Firleapt at the opportunity.”

               “Why?”

               “What?”

               “Why would he take a deal, sincea deal got him in this mess in the first place?” Stan asked.  Ford sighed.

               “Prince Fir would do anythingfor his brother.”

               “Sounds like a good guy,” Stanremarked, snuggling closer to Ford.

               “Yes.  He- he was.” Ford took a moment to compose himself. “Anyways, Prince Fir and the fairy found Billious’s cave, where PrinceCedar was being worked to the bone as the dragon’s servant.  To Prince Fir’s eye, it seemed like Billiouswas even more powerful than before.  Thiswas true; as Prince Cedar got weaker, Billious got stronger.”

               “But Prince Fir was evenstronger than the dragon, right?”

               “Of course he was.  It took a mere fifteen minutes of Prince Fir’ssword, fists, and stubbornness before Billious was weakened enough for thefairy to break the deal.  The battleover, Prince Cedar and Prince Fir fled, escaping to the forest.  There, the fairy waited for them, andcollected on Prince Fir’s deal.  Do youwant to know what it cost?”

               “What did it cost?”

               “Twenty-two years of Prince Fir’slife.”

               “So he got twenty-two yearsolder?”

               “No, the opposite.  He grew twenty-two years younger.  But there was a problem.  Prince Fir was only twenty-two years old.”

               “He- he turned into a guppy?”Stan asked, sounding confused.

               “Freshly hatched human guppiesare called babies.  And yes, a baby iswhat he turned into.  A brand-new one,less than an hour old.”

               “Oh, no!  What did Prince Cedar do?”

               “He brought his brother back tothe castle.  There, a group of healersmanaged to return Prince Fir to his proper age. But not before Prince Cedar had to change his twin brother’s diaper,burp him, and feed him,” Ford said.  Stanwrinkled his nose.

               “Humans are gross.”

               “In some regards, yes, they mostcertainly are.”

               “I’m glad I’m not a human,” Stansaid.  He yawned.  Ford continued to stroke Stan’s hair,ignoring the sudden lump in his throat. Stan curled up into a ball.  Fordpicked him up and swam to the other side of the nursery, where Stan’s guppybasket was kept.  He carefully set Standown.  Stan stretched idly before curlingup again.  Ford smiled faintly and turnedaround, intending on leaving, now that Stan was asleep for the night.  “Dad?”

               “Yes?” Ford said, turningaround.  

               “Your stories aren’t real, arethey?  They all have happy endings, andPa says real life don’t always have one.”

               “Some parts of the stories arereal.”

               “Are the endings?”

               “Sometimes.  You’re just a guppy, Stanley.  You don’t need to hear the bad endings quiteyet.”

               “Mmkay,” Stan mumbled, his eyesnow closed.  Ford stroked Stan’s hair onelast time.

               “And even when you get older,you might find you prefer the good endings. After all, even if it’s not how it actually happened, it’s nice topretend.”

[alecsimon]

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babe u know ur one of the best people i’ve met of this site and god at first i was so scared u wouldn’t wanna talk to me or that u were Too Popular to care about my blog but u were so nice and perfect and i was a huge fan of yours before we started talking so what i’m saying is that ur blog quality and content is all a+ as is ur url and ur writing skills are of the charts anokdfnaosd I LOVE U SM

🌷= favourite blogs

listen i have so many let’s just say All of my mutuals but i might be doing a follow forever soon and that’ll have a definitive list but just know that u are 100% one of my favorite blogs ok

☕️ = shade someone

once again gonna shade someone in real life and lettin u know this abt my on & off guy b/c whY does he continue to sweet talk and then when it comes to plans he is SHIT at making them? he flakes all the time and i get he’s busy i try to be as understanding as possible but i feel like he doesn’t value my time and idk man it sucks he can have another shot when he matures a lil more tbh and that’s that

👀 + YOUR opinion on my blog /❤️ + what would you do if you were dating me

ceci?? ur gonna make me cry i stg u make me so happy and i lowkey hate that u know all my fantasies smh u are one of my closest friends on here do u know how much i love you?? ❤️❤️

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📱

( my muse’s five last sent texts yours )

( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 4:17 PM ) do u think lil dude would like it if i planted some nepeta cataria in the garden?? i know somethin like thirty to fifty percent of cats arent really into it thats why i ask because i dont want to get super excited about it just to have him look at me like

( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 4:18 PM ) what do u expect me to do w/ this??

( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 4:20 PM ) u know exactly which face im talking about too that cat can be so sassy when he wants to be its ridiculous but idk i just thought maybe he would like it and figured id ask u first bc i dunno if nepetalactone counts as a drug but hes ur kiddo

( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 5:13 PM ) i propose an impromptu field trip off campus for some froyo. i will chaperone and also buy said froyo but i just want something sweet and the kitchen pantry is lettin me down an i dont feel like making that trip alone so im recruiting u an vin

( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 5:19 PM ) as many toppings as ur wonderful heart desires. or yknow. as many as will fit into the bowl w/ minimum spillage. wouldnt gummy worms get hard tho because its so cold?? 

BONUS ( sent to ❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ — 5:23 PM ) why dont u see if rory wants to come or something?? i feel like she could use some cheering up 

( my muse’s five last unsent texts yours )

( drafted — 2:17 PM )  is a bird landing in my hair with a mouthful of twigs a sign that im doing something right or that its time to get a haircut bc i genuinely cant tell

( drafted — 2:19 PM ) but it feels like im doing something right 

( drafted — 6:17 PM ) a student just came up to me and told me that ❝ as a member of the faculty and a grown ass man ❞ i shouldnt be singing disney songs in the gardens and i wasnt sure what to say bc first of all disney is classic and ur never too old to enjoy the soundtracks to their movies but also its not my fault that my flowers love colors of the wind?? its a beautiful song 

( drafted — 6:24 PM ) i went ahead and stopped anyway but just as like a side thought?? idk how u go through those classes year after year and stay so sweet and kind and genuinely caring because some of these kids are actually kinda really mean and basically what im saying is u are a ray of light on this school pls dont ever change u beautiful soul

( drafted — 7:30 PM ) you wanna come watch pocahontas? 

( my muse’s last snapchat to yours )

( x ) followed by a string of both crying and laughing emojis with the caption ❝ and vinny just tried to eat her ❞

( what my muse saved your number as )

❝ kit-kat + vinny ❞ although it should be mentioned that her nickname changes quite frequently in his phone because he’s come up with several over the years. ( before ❝ kit-kat ❞ it was ❝ katnip ❞ and before that ❝ kat + kitten ❞ and❝ my two favorite felines ❞ among other ridiculous — and usually cat-related — puns idk pls forgive him he can’t help it. ) 

( what contact photo my muse has set for yours )

( x ) from one of their walks through the orchard. it’s one of his favorite pictures??

( what ringtone my muse has set for yours )

okay look almost e v e r y o n e in his contacts has a specific ringtone he’s picked out with a birdsong he’s recorded somewhere on the property but kat?? is slightly different bc if you think for one minute he doesn’t have an audio clip of vinny’s precious lil kitten meow saved to his phone — you’re right. ( he actually has SEVERAL, most of which are taken from videos he’s sent to kat of him romping around in the garden while topher is babysitting. ) 

( how many times my muse has called your this week? )

a couple of times. usually it happens when vinny’s in the middle of doing something outrageously cute ( like chasing after butterflies or curling up in a bed of wildflowers for a nap ) and topher facetimes kat so she can enjoy how adorable it is too before realizing that the only reason he’s got vinny and  she’s NOT there to enjoy it with him is because she’s in class and he probably shouldn’t be calling her whOOPS

( how many calls has my muse missed from yours? )

none! unless, of course, he’s napping or something and doesn’t hear his phone ring.  they don’t call as often as they simply seek each other out for face-to-face communication, but when she does call, he doesn’t hesitate to answer in case it’s an emergency.

[thelastspeecher]

👻 - ghost: Clairy Fairy Au Please and thank you

👻 - ghost

All right, Anon.  Here’s a special treat for you.  Not only is it pretty long for one of these prompts, but it also finally reveals who Angie ends up with in the Clairy Fairy AU.  If anyone has further questions about how that ship ended up happening, feel free to send them my way.

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               Clairy rang the doorbell.  She bounced eagerly on the balls of herfeet.  Lute, standing next to her,chuckled.

               “Yer excited to spend some timewith yer lil niece and nephew, huh?” Lute asked her.  Clairy nodded.  

               “Last time I saw ‘em, theycouldn’t do anything ‘cept sleep and eat and cry, really.  Now we can play together!” Clairygushed.  The door opened.  Angie smiled at her twin and younger sister.

               “Well, howdy there,siblin’s.  There’s a lil boy and girl who‘re bouncin’ off the walls, excited fer this visit,” Angie said, standing tothe side so that Clairy and Lute could file in.

               “We don’t get much of a chance tocome all the way out here,” Lute remarked, giving Angie a kiss on the cheek.

               “Yeah.  We don’t get many opportunities to go backhome,” Angie said.  “Figures it’d workthe reverse.”  She looked over hershoulder.  “Caleb, Cadenza, Lute ‘nClairy are here!” she called.  She turnedher attention back to her siblings.  “So,the two of ya are visitin’ Fidds ‘n Ford, too, right?”

               “It’d be rude if we showed up inthe town they live in, only to leave without sayin’ hello,” Clairy said.  She slid off her shoes.  “Where are-”

               “Unclute!  Clairy!” two voices shrieked, accompanied bysmall, rapid footsteps.  Clairy waspromptly tackled by her four-year-old niece and nephew.  She went down under the onslaught.  The three of them rolled around on theground, giggling.  Angie smiled.

               “These lil ones were worried yawouldn’t want to play with ‘em no more, since yer all grown up now,” Angieinformed Clairy.

               “All grown up?  Nah, I’m only fourteen,” Clairy said, finallyshoving Caleb and Cadenza off.  Shegrinned at the rambunctious children.  “I’mplenty young to play with my favorite niece and nephew.”  

               “Good!” Caleb said immediately.

               “‘Cause we’ve got a mission todo!” Cadenza said, blowing a strand of bright red hair out of her face.

               “Ooh, a mission?  For what?” Clairy asked.  Caleb and Cadenza looked at Angie and Lute.

               “It’s a kids mission.  Can’t talk ‘bout it when grownups are ‘round,”Cadenza said firmly.  Angie and Luteexchanged a look.  

               “Must be top secret, then,” Luteremarked.  “Clairy, ya can go goof offwith these jokesters, but ya have to say hi to Angie’s husband first.”

               “He has a name,” Angie said,elbowing her twin brother.  Lute stuckhis tongue out at her.  She laughed.  

               “I thought I heard a commotion,”a voice said.  Everyone looked over atthe man approaching them.  “Clair, goodto see you again.”

               “Good to see you too, Shermie,”Clairy said politely.  “Thanks fer lettin’us stay here.”

               “You’re family.  Why wouldn’t I?” Shermie asked.  He held out a hand.  “Lute, pleasure.”

               “Likewise,” Lute replied,shaking the offered hand.  He looked atAngie with a raised eyebrow.  “Still can’tbelieve ya wound up with someone so normal.”  Angie rolled her eyes.

               “Oh, hush, you.  Kidlets, go ahead and run off now.  Just don’t break anything, okay?”

               “Okay!” Caleb and Cadenzashouted in unison.  Clairy cast a grin inAngie’s direction before following the twins. Shermie wrapped an arm around Angie’s shoulders.

               “You feeling better, yet, Angel?”Shermie asked her quietly.  Lute snorted.

               “He calls ya ‘Angel’.  What a mild-mannered thing to call yer wife.  And ya took his last name.  Ridiculous.”

               “Lute, be nice.  He’s a good man,” Angie said, leaning againsther husband.  “And, Sherm, I am feelin’better, thanks fer askin’.”

               “Of course, honey,” Shermie saidlovingly.  Lute rolled his eyes.

               “I think I need a drink.  The two of ya got any alcohol ‘round here?”he asked.  

               “Let’s all have somethin’,”Angie suggested.  The adults headed intothe kitchen.  Clairy, who had opened thetwins’ door to catch the tail end of the conversation, frowned.

               “Is Angie all right?  The way Shermie talked to her, it soundedlike she’s sick or somethin’,” Clairy said, worried.  Caleb carefully closed the bedroom door andtook a seat in front of it.

               “That’s the mission.  Ma’s bein’ haunted.”

               “…Haunted?” Clairy asked.  Caleb and Cadenza nodded.  “This isGravity Falls, so I’m not sayin’ yer wrong, but…what’s yer proof?”

               “Ma keeps talkin’ ‘bout thisthing that’s makin’ her feel bad.  She’ssick all the time, and tired, too.  Whichis ‘cause she’s being haunted!”

               “She can’t sleep if a ghost ismaking creepy ghost noises,” Cadenza said. “And we’ve heard the noises at night. Awful moanin’ and groanin’.  Doorsopening and closing.  But the ghost nevercomes in here, and Dad doesn’t look bad like Ma does.”

               “So you think the ghost issingling out yer ma,” Clairy said slowly. Caleb and Cadenza nodded again.  “Okay.  You’ve convinced me.  There’s a ghost hauntin’ Angie.”  Cadenza punched Caleb.

               “See!  Told ya she’d agree with us,” Cadenza said.  “What we think is that this ghost is like, amonster ghost.”

               “A monster ghost?”

               “Yeah!  Of all the things she had to dissect incollege,” Caleb said.  “They all glomped togetherinto a big Frankenstein of dead ‘phibians.”

               “A Frankenstein of deadamphibians,” Clairy said.  Her niece andnephew nodded.  Clairy tried to hide hergrin.  “All right.  So, to take down this monster ghost, I thinkwe first need to find it.  Luckily, Fordtaught me how to get ghosts to come out.”

               “Really?” Cadenza asked.  Clairy nodded, lying through her teeth.

               “You bet.  Let’s go find ourselves a ghost of deadamphibians.”

—– 

               Two hours and zero ghosts later,Caleb and Cadenza walked into the kitchen for a snack, completelydefeated.  Clairy followed, trying tolift their spirits.

               “Aw, come on, it’s okay,” Clairysaid kindly.  “It might just be ‘cause it’sdaytime.  Ghosts like nighttime.”  Caleb perked up.

               “Yeah, you’re right.  Maybe we can save Ma tonight.”

               “What are ya savin’ me from?”Angie asked.  The children froze; theyhadn’t realized Lute, Angie, and Shermie were at the kitchen table.  Angie took a swig of the amber-colored liquidin front of her.  “And why does it haveto be night fer ya to save me?”

               “‘Cause we’re savin’ ya from aghost!” Cadenza burst out.  Angieblinked.

               “A ghost?”

               “We hear it moaning and groaningall the time,” Caleb said.  Angiewinced.  

               “Y-ya don’t say.”

               “And- and we heard you talkin’to Dad about this thing that’s keepin’ you up and makin’ you sick, and you can’tsee it,” Cadenza added.  Angie lookedover at Shermie, an odd expression on her face.

               “Should we tell ‘em?”

               “Probably,” Shermie said.  “Otherwise they’ll invite Ford over to do anexorcism.”

               “Ooh, that’s a good idea,”Cadenza said.  

               “Hon, ya don’t need to do that,”Angie put in.  She took a deepbreath.  “It ain’t a ghost what’s makin’me feel so cruddy.  It’s…a baby.”

               “A baby?” Caleb and Cadenzaasked together, confused.  Clairy gasped.

               “Angie!  Yer pregnant?” Clairy said eagerly.  Angie nodded. “Wow!”  She turned to her nieceand nephew.  “You guys are gonna get anew brother or sister!”

               “Really?” Cadenza said, jumpingup and down.  “That’s amazin’!”

               “But the moaning and groaning,”Caleb said quietly.

               “Was me throwin’ up in themiddle of the night,” Angie explained.  “Babiestend to mess with yer insides, make ya feel all gross all the time.”

               “Lute, why aren’t you excitedand surprised?” Clairy asked her older brother. Lute grinned.

               “I knew ‘fore she told y’all.  Figured it out the second she got a glass ofapple juice instead of whisky.”