#which can be absolutely exhausting depending on how much you have to eat

[thebeautifulfantastic]

the Real x-file for jose chung's from outer space is how many takes did david duchovny have to do of the scene where mulder eats an entire sweet potato pie, and did he actually eat the equivalent of an an entire pie, and what did they do with all half-eaten pies that were left over?

[mrmistakemakeroy]

how i see "The helper" episode . (i have diagnosed adhd and autism fyi: everyone is different so take what i say with that context <3 not all autistic people are like me so please understand this is more based on my experience personally)

Really weird post i know but hear me out. When i watch "The helper " i immediatly think about having meltdowns as a little kid or just any age in general wether online or irl.

^ Like if you`re looking at it like i am, you can understand why id say it feels like hes having a meltdown / breakdown because something that makes sense to him most of the time, now makes no sense at all to him / freaks him out |

| (Being unable to help people because they do not need his help which he is not used to , thus making him react way worse then most people would sense it is something very special to him Like how people will have specific special intrests or hyperfixations etc) personally i freak out and get meltdowns when my pc is broken or needs fixed and i cannot draw whatsoever for long peroids of time. )

and how you / i would immediatly feel ashamed , nervous and guilty afterwards , or just generally exhausted or depending on the person feel like a burden on the people around you.

(also for this next part yes i know this is implied to be sylvia`s idea but it still makes me wanna tear up because it hits home way too hard) and other people will immediatly treat you as a "trouble maker" that has to be dealt with , punished or pushed aside even tho its something you cant help and sometimes cant even understand .

the dialogue espeically is a gut punch for me.

"ohh.. So this is the guy you want out of town "

" i get it " he`s hurt , and ashamed of himself. and its probably a stretch but i feel like this has happened before because of how he says " i get it . " then he tries to turn it into a positive as per usual to his character writing , thats how much he loves helping people.

its his special intrest / hyperfixation <3333 so of course he can try to turn it into something fun . and the rest of the episode goes on as he Does what they asked him to. and they immediately reward him for throwing himself out of their way .

(this genuinely makes me so mad i`m sorry fuck those towns people man you could`ve just talked to him instead GRAHHHH) and how he gets super happy after FINALLY pleasing them.

hes so silly :33

also this last bit makes me angry a little

"son"

"thanks" ( im going to eat your soul stfu /halfjoke )

"happy i could help!! "

"that makes two of us " (BONUS) ALSO I WANT TO MENTION the scene where he tries to " stop " lord hater. I feel like this is him being pushed to his absolute limit to a point he tried to do something very out of character just for the comfort and relief of "doing something good" like hes reverting to the basics of "being a good guy " just to get that comfort of helping someone again.

it reminds me of that Version of himself in "the wanders" where the piece of himself that holds his trauma / what made him want to help everyone is still not inside of him yet, and he goes on a rant about how he is going to stop lord hater

"wander are you okay ?? " "im MORE then okay "

"IMMMM PERFECT !"

"Now come trusty steed , its time to stop that HEARTLESS evil doer LORD HATER ONCE AND FOR ALL !! "

"wait what-" "stop ?"

"YES! i am a good guy , and he is a bad guy. " "AND I STOP HIM ! "

------------------- HELPPPPP.... seriously tho sorry for the long rant about this episode but it genuinely hit home so hard that i have cried multipule times unironicly because of it. Reminder that im veiwing this through my own experience of growing up on the spectrum (adhd + autism specifically) not everyone on the spectrum will be the same as me when it comes to this episode. I had to get this out of my system because it was eating at my brain sorry yall 💔💔💔

if i made any typos or worded anything weird its becuase its harder for me to write long posts plus as of writing its 01:17 on my computor clock.

[gooeyringtown]

Can you do a head canon on Barbie/Gloria in the same verse as the movie? Like they are a couple because OBVI, but with your interpretation on...

who wakes up first?

who is most protective?

who is quick to jealousy?

who is the big spoon?

yes absolutely!! i did quite a lot LMAO so i'm gonna put a little cut-off

*slight nsfw warning for some

who wakes up first? : gloria, usually. barbie is a HEAVYY sleeper and snores very softly and gloria thinks it's very cute.

who is most protective? : both. gloria primarily because barbie is new (at first) to the world and she knows how unnecessarily nasty some people can be. barbie is protective in the sense that she carefully watches how everybody speaks to and treats gloria, especially considering the fact that she knows how futile gloria can sometimes feel.

who is quick to jealousy? : both. but more-so barbie. she has big feelings and they're quick to get the best of her (gloria thinks it's hot)

who is the big spoon? : i love this one and i think barbie would be, even though she's the more gentle one. she loves the idea of being big and strong and protective over gloria, and gloria would adore it sm

who is more affectionate: barbie in public. gloria in private. (she's a huge softie for barbie and 100% always seeks her out for cuddles or a kiss on the cheek, or hand-holding, etc. especially after a day at work and EXTRA when barbie is being cute. which is always.)

who's most likely to apologize after an argument: gloria. i think they're both very rational, but barbie is a bit more stubborn and also an overthinker, so it can be tough to gather up her thoughts and feelings. by the time she wants to apologize, gloria already has.

who makes the first move and how?: both. but gloria starts it. she gets home from a really long, tiring day at work, remembering that sasha had mentioned a project she needed help on, and she's just exhausted. she walks into the house, though, to see barbie at the dining table helping sasha with said-project, nearly finished. dinner's also made on the stove. barbie beams at her and welcomes her home, giving her a big hug and gushing excitedly about how she and sasha worked so hard. sasha goes upstairs to put her stuff away, and barbie has pencil stains on her hand and face, her hair a little windswept, and she looks so simple and so perfect, and gloria says "kiss me." so barbie does.

who is the most insecure and what makes them feel better?: gloria. she doesn't mean to be; she just has some of those days once in a while where everything can feel so difficult. she usually feels better with some alone time. barbie is very understanding of that and loves to set up gloria's home studio with some art supplies and candles and books just in case gloria wants to spend some time in there. she'll also make her some tea/coffee if gloria feels like it

who is the most romantic?: barbie. she is very silly at first as she gets the hang of it (she nearly gets arrested again for trespassing on private property to pick some of gloria's favorite flowers from a garden) but that woman is a LOVERBOY

who can’t keep their hands to themselves?: depends which way… if u mean generally touchy, barbie. if u mean in the saucy way, GLORIA.

who says ‘I love you’ first?: barbie. she says it very passively bc she thought it was obvious, and gloria cries. barbie is kind of like 🧍🏼‍♀️

what do they get up to on a night out?: i feel like they'd love to go to a pottery class where they make stuff for each other. or an arcade. but mainly i think they'd LOVE to go to one of those places where they give you a cake that's already made/baked and you just decorate it. they'd have so much fun and afterwards they'd probably stay up late at home, eating it in the kitchen and just talking for hours

who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?: barbie

who cried the most at graduation?: BARBIE LMAO. SHE WAS SOBBING.

who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law?: barbie bc she's like 'i've been there, girl.'

what do they like in bed?: barbie likes to be rough sometimes. she also has a thing for gloria whimpering/moaning right into her ear. little bit of a thing for size. and riding. gets super turned on when gloria gets off on her stomach. gloria likes a bit of dirty talk. queen of giving head. lovessss whispering against barbie's lips while she fingers her slowly. has a thing for marks/bruises, espeically leaving them. teasing/edging barbie is her favorite thing, to the point where barbie gets insanely frustrated (sometimes it results in her getting extra rough and flipping them over)

did any of their friends or family want them to get together?: yes. pretty much everybody. gloria's family thinks barbie is absolutely adorable and they could see how much happier gloria became with her around. sasha, ofc, is barbiegloria's biggest shipper but has to be cool about it

who felt romantic feelings first?: ok i think the obvious answer would be barbie, but i hc it as both. though gloria's were much more level and she was like "fuck." and internally panicked and tried to approach it reasonably, whereas barbie was like OH MY GODDDD IM IN LOVE 😭🥹🥹💘 SHE'S THE LOVE OF MY LIFEEEEEE

did either of them try to resist their feelings?: yes. gloria mainly because she feared the change would be too drastic for sasha and couldn't help but imagine if things didn't work out, how messy it could become

what would their lives be like if they had never met?: barbie would be that packaged box of perfection, but without substance and completely superficial. she would have never known imperfection and the joys of being human and the immeasurable beauty in all the mundane things like reading a book, trying a new food, hearing a pretty song. gloria would be lost to the feeling of those impossible standards and spend her life never being free. never feeling good enough. they truly do liberate one another

were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?: gloria was barbie's first everything. barbie was gloria's first love, and the only true one. also the one that outlived and outshined all the others

what’s their height difference? age difference?: gloria is 5'1 and barbie is 5'10 idc. barbie is like 34/35 and gloria is 37

who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear?: gloria into barbie's ear, all the time. but once barbie starts doing it, she LOVESSS it. she's so cheeky. and gloria is always death staring her bc she knows damn well they can't do anything

what kind of nicknames do they call each other?: gloria calls barbie honey, mi amor, baby. barbie calls gloria love/my love, babe, and baby also.

who remembers the little things?: barbie mostly.

who’s the stricter parent?: gloria

who worries the most?: gloria. because barbie can be very not careful with some things (like she's still understanding the concept of fire being very hot)

who kills the bugs in the house?: barbie. but she feels bad about it later on and stays up thinking about it sometimes

how do they celebrate holidays?: with gloria's family!

who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?: barbieeeee. gloria can't resist that pout and sleepy face

Who’s the better cook?: gloria. her cooking skills are AMAZINGGGGG

who likes to dance?: gloria!! she loves dancing and is great at it omg. that woman can MOVE. she always makes barbie dance with her at family events or any parties where there's music and a dancefloor

bonus random hcs i have written down:

barbie is very athletic and plays beach volleyball and does karate. she works CRAZY hard to get her purple belt, all so she can let sasha have it because that's sasha's favorite color

barbie grows her own roses to make gloria a bouquet for mother's day

gloria teaches barbie how to swim. (barbie has to wear those little kid floaties)

barbie takes her youtube videos very seriously and will be up at like 1am watching a 45 minute video on some shit like how a gecko hatches or something. she'll bump gloria like 'babe look' even though gloria is asleep

they have a little thing they do where they get those paint-by-number sets and do them together. they're collecting them<33

sasha makes barbie do the fire noodle challenge (barbie is sick for like a day)

when barbie gets her first cut/scab, sasha gets her a band-aid and barbie tears up and is all like 'thank you so much sasha. it's beautiful' while petting the band-aid

sasha is like wtf

barbie learns about mood rings and thinks they're actually magical and is so excited to wear it

sasha is like 'i'm gonna tell her it's all based on temperature.' and gloria is all 'no you're not!!'

sasha is a d&d fiend on the dl and barbie asks her about it one day

they proceed to nerd out together

barbie becomes ENAMORED with dragons

barbie and gloria have a shared journal and they take turns writing in it every night before bed

they also have their own book club where they read a book together (barbie especially loves it bc gloria usually reads a chapter or two for them before bed while barbie lays hugging gloria's stomach and gloria plays with her hair.)

ok that's all for now... if i think of any more hcs, i'll make a separate post/pt.2 ☺️

thank you sm for the ask! i hope you like these!!🩷

[sstormyskyess]

author's note: very self-indulgent content alert!! anyway i wanted to put something out there since i haven't updated in a hot second [my fall semester just ended and i am truly exhausted, but most requests will be done by the end of the year!] please enjoy some roommate headcanons for these two

author's note 2: also i have a lot of thoughts about them so this is probably gonna be my first series [there's gonna be a separate category on my masterlist for them] and also also don't hesitate to send little thoughts in about them i'm so open to spitballing with you guys 💜

cw: nothing, just fluff!

word count: 1600+

John "Soap" Mactavish / GN!Reader / Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

John “Soap” MacTavish

♡ If you’re touch-starved, Soap has you absolutely covered. If you two are sitting on the couch, or at your dinner table, or you just need someone to be by your side, he’ll be ready and willing to have an arm around your shoulders to hold you close.

You frown as you look down at your phone, the screen bright in the darkness of the living room. The person you made plans with tonight was now completely ghosting you, so you were just here, sitting on your couch alone in the middle of the night.

Your phone plops down on the couch when you toss it away, a weird sense of relief coming to you when it disappears in the sea of blankets to your side. You didn’t want to wake Johnny or Kyle with the TV, but you end up flipping the screen on to put on something to drone out the feeling of being left on ‘sent.’

A good fifteen or twenty minutes pass before you’re finally starting to wind down just a smidge, but little did you know, a certain blue-eyed scot had been watching you quietly from the hallway. You jump when his hands meet your shoulders and massage them gently. “What’re you doin’ up, bonnie?” He asks, smiling when you look up to meet his eyes.

“No reason, really.” You pout, your gaze darting to your phone. It doesn’t go unnoticed, but he doesn’t mention it when he sits down between you and the source of your worries. He wraps an arm around you and squeezes your shoulder, turning toward the TV. “You mentioned this show a few days ago, right?” He hums when you nod. “You wanna tell me about it?” You smile and nod again, settling into his side and you start to explain the premise to him.

♡ He’s the type of friend that makes all the plans for nights out (or in, depending on your preference), so expect him to be throwing out ideas for little get-togethers. He also knows your schedule very well because of this, which initially caught you off-guard when it first started happening.

♡ He is constantly doing the weirdest things around the apartment and there have been a number of times where you’ve walked in on him “trying out a new hobby,” one which would probably get all three of you evicted because of how needlessly dangerous it was. The one that you can very distinctly remember was his fascination with fire eating, which you quickly stopped for many, many reasons.

♡ Soap refuses to leave for a deployment without seeing you right before he leaves. He has to get his goodbye hug in, after all! Even with Gaz trying to drag him out so they’re not late, he’s gonna be sitting right there at the door until you get back home because it wouldn’t be fair to just leave without seeing them one more time before they were gone for a few weeks, if not more.

Kyle rubs a hand over his face and stares at Johnny, who’s leaning against the back of the couch and staring at the door expectantly. “Soap, we have to get to the station. The next train comes by in twenty minutes and it’s a fifteen minute walk,” he reminds Johnny for what felt like the thirtieth time.

“We’ll make it! Stop worrying so much,” Johnny says with a smile. “Plus, you know how I feel about leaving without saying ‘bye,’ Garrick.” Kyle rolls his eyes and takes another peek at the time on his phone screen.

After a few more minutes of waiting, the sound of the front door unlocking has Johnny perking up and standing up fully. The moment you enter the door, he’s already on you, pulling you into a big, tight hug. Your confused noise is muffled by his chest and you have to force yourself away a bit just to get a look at him. “Are you guys leaving?”

Johnny gives you an affirmative hum and pulls away, still holding your shoulders. “We’ll be back soon, though. Price said it would only be a couple weeks this time around, yeah?” He looks to Kyle who nods and walks over with his bag slung over his shoulder.

You smile as you look between the two of them, scooting to the side to set your things down and pull them both into a firm group hug. “You’d both better come back safe. I don’t want to get a call from your captain like last time, John.” You give him a scolding tone and he looks a little sheepish, but you cap your words off with a laugh, letting him bury his face into your shoulder with a grin. “We will, promise.”

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

♡ Gaz stays at your flat more than Soap does because he has less family obligations. So, more often than not, he’ll be coming back to you. That’s not to say he has no family, but he’s definitely not as close to them compared to Soap and his family.

You groan at the sound of your sweet little kitty, Albright, meowing up a storm in the living room. You turn over to his bedside table, picking up your phone. It was still three hours until Albright was supposed to be fed and you were supposed to get up and ready for work. Why the hell was he being so insanely loud?

You roll out of bed with a huff, pulling on your sleep shirt: a painfully oversized t-shirt you stole from Johnny a couple years ago. You don’t even bother putting any socks on before stepping onto the practically freezing hardwood floor, grimacing at the chill that traveled up your legs. Shaking your head, you leave your room and turn on the hallway light.

“Shit—did we wake you up?” The sound of Kyle’s voice made you jump right out of your skin, a yelp leaving your lips that was probably loud enough for your neighbors to hear. “Kyle, what is wrong with you?! You couldn’t have let me know you were gonna be back tonight?” You hiss. You roll your eyes when Kyle just shrugs and walks over to you with Albright purring in his arms. It was hard to be mad at a sight like that, with Kyle’s handsome face sporting a little guilty smile and the orange tabby cat making biscuits on his chest. “Sorry, love. I hope you’ll forgive us.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you mutter with a poorly suppressed smile on your face. “Is Johnny with you?” Kyle shakes his head and lets Albright jump down from his hold. “He’s back in Scotland with his family.” You frown at that, crossing your arms. “That bastard.”

Kyle couldn’t help but laugh at that. He puts his hand on your shoulder and rubs it up and down a few times. “Next time, I’ll force him to come back. Don’t you worry.”

♡ He's an absolute menace when it comes to doing chores around the house. You and Soap insist that you want to help but he shuts you both down every time simply because he just likes cleaning and organizing and everything in between.

♡ Gaz is the type to stay on his military schedule even off-base, so he’s often awake before both you and Soap. He definitely takes advantage of it, too; you get up and ready for work and he’ll already have all your things together and a quick, healthy breakfast to take with you. All the while, he’s sitting on the couch invested in the little show he’s been meaning to catch up on, as though he hadn’t done anything at all.

♡ Even before moving in with Gaz, you would swear he had some kind of sixth sense for knowing when you or Soap weren’t feeling great. The both of you could think that you were hiding it decently well but Gaz would be there to prove you wrong 99% of the time, the other 1% being when he wasn’t around at all. He’ll always be doing the little things to make sure you know he’s there for you, and you would be lying if you said it didn’t work.

The first thing you notice when you get into your bedroom is the mass of folded laundry on your bed, the laundry that you had been planning on taking care of for a few days now but never got around to. Your various life obligations had been getting tiresome, so you were coming home exhausted every day and immediately going to bed after Kyle and Johnny basically forced you to get some food in your system.

The second thing you notice is your thermos sitting neatly on your desk with a post-it note attached to the lid. You look at it, confused, and pick it up with a tilt of your head. You smile gleefully when you read, in Kyle’s handwriting, ‘Made your favorite, drink up!’ with a little smiley face and a heart next to the words.

With a happy sigh, you open it up and take a sip of your favorite warm drink, perfectly made just to your liking. A couple knocks on your door snap you back to reality. “Come in!” You call, you smile widening when Kyle’s face greets you on the other side. You meet him halfway and he gives you a short but sweet side hug, his head resting on top of yours.

“How was work, love?” He pulls away to get a good look at you. You look a bit disheveled to be frank, but at least your smile was reaching your eyes, a wonderful sight to be sure. You give him a non-committal hum, and he nods, taking hold of your wrist. “C’mon, let’s get food. We’re ordering out tonight, what do you want to get?” You let him pull you to the living room and he lets you rattle off the food you were looking forward to.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[muffinsin]

Hiiii! Hope you’re doing okay!🦆 Could we see some HC on the sisters and how they behave when they’re ill and their s/o wants to take care of them?

Absolutely! :)

Masterlist

Bela

She despises being sick. She feels so weak and ashamed whenever she is

She is letting her Mother down, in her opinion

The main source of her sickness is nearly always stress catching up to her. She rarely gets hurt due to the fact she doesn’t hunt outside as frequently as her siblings, and is very on top with her hygiene as it comes to washing her hands

Often she won’t even acknowledge being ill. She’ll keep working and just swallow painkiller after painkiller, no matter what

It takes her to literally pass out or throw up in front of you or one of her family members to admit she’s not feeling well

Often she retreats to bed then, insisting she can keep working

You shush her gently whenever she says so

Bela doesn’t mind you taking care of her- and definitely appreciates it too- but insists she doesn’t need it

She isn’t “that” sick, or she can “do it herself”, yet feels dizzy with every step

You like to prepare her meals and help her bathe. Those always relax her immensely

Bela loves a blood/normal bath with many scented candles when she’s sick. She doesn’t ever pass up the opportunity to take one if you prepare one for her, even when she’s sick

She loves when you read to her and will usually ask you to stay with her

She’s terribly bored when she’s sick, but also sleeps nearly all the time, exhaustion at last catching up to your workaholic

She’s always terribly worried of infecting you. It takes reassurance for her to let you even hear her when she’s feeling under the weather

She will take all the medicine you provide her with with no fuss at all

Bela will thank you very throughly when she’s back at full health

Cassandra

She despises being sick the most

It’s the most boring time, and she can’t stand it! She is powerful, and dislikes the weakness she feels when she is ill

Now, Cassandra is quite reckless. It’s not uncommon for her to get herself in trouble

She hates the times she is bound to the bed, whether by injury or sickness

Also, she despises when you must take care of her

This doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy it, secretly

But she dislikes feeling dependant. She shouldn’t be babied!

Still, she will eat what you bring her without a fuss, given you allow her a snack from yourself at times too

When she is sick, she insists you stay with her. Not to baby her, but because there’s nothing to do at all and expects you to keep her entertained

She likes to watch you tend to your hobbies and will often, albeit shyly, ask for your hand in her hair when she feels tired

She dislikes medicine, all kind. It’s a miracle if you get her to take any at all

“No” is her standard response when you bring the topic up. She thinks it’s gross, even before tasting it

Due to this is sometimes takes her a ridiculous amount of time to get back on her feet. Still, she will refuse even with this in mind

There have been times she has been sick enough Alcina or you have had to smuggle medicine in her food or merely make her eat some under the watchful eye of her mother

Cassandra found this particularly embarrassing, which now makes for a good threat should she not take her medicine when absolutely needed

She knows you aren’t above getting her mother or older sister involved

Daniela

She gets sick a lot

She has the weakest immune system out of her sisters and it shows

A light breeze in winter will already have her sneeze about, and cough, and whine of her throat aching

Unlike her sisters though, Daniela doesn’t mind sickness as much

She gets to stay in bed, have you read and cuddle and coddle her. What could be better?

She begs you to stay with her, whining when you move even a little

She appreciates you taking care of her, and thanks you a lot for doing so

Not unlike her older sister, she detests most medicine

She isn’t against taking it in general, but is extremely picky. She will insist she smells any cough syrup first. If it doesn’t take her pick, which it rarely does, she will refuse to have some. Thankfully, she is less skittish about pills

When sick, she is very sensitive. Her body hurts and she doesn’t like that. She’s even more unpredictable than normal

Unlike her two sisters however, Daniela isn’t all about staying in bed most of the time

If she’s bored, she will go around the castle playing

This often results in you or one of her family members dragging or carrying her back to bed, which she finds hilarious

Often she turns this into a game of hide and seek, and merely giggles when she is found and brought back to her room, tucked in and made to sleep

She sleeps a lot more when she is truly ill, her body cuddled up tightly to yours as she dozes off

Lastly, she loves having you read to her to pass time

[ohbo-ohno]

got any hcs or anything about if ghost and soap got their hands on a virgin reader?? Not even necessarily a super young (I’m thinking mid twenties??) reader, just an inexperienced one who hasn’t done anything bc she didn’t care to, but now she’s got these two soldiers absolutely obsessed with her :))))

love love love your writing

hello!! not sure if you meant ghost x reader and soap x reader separately but i wrote this as if they'd picked you up at a bar together or smth :) i think they'd love to have an inexperienced reader between them. they'd be very pleasantly surprised to find out how little you'd actually done in bed, and take full advantage of the fact that they get to blow your mind for a night (which, of course, ends up being far from the end of things between the three of you)

johnny is definitely into overstimulation (on all sides) and he would totally get off on completely overwhelming you with pleasure. all these sensations, experiences you've never had before? depending on how inexperienced you are, he'd nearly come untouched just from learning you'd never had an orgasm before. he'd eat your pussy for hours, just showing you all the different ways a man's tongue can make you feel. he'd make it his sole mission in life to make you squirt. he'd only fuck you once you were nearly incoherent, would probably be staring deep into your eyes when he finally fucks you, catching every shift of your facial expression as he shows you a whole new world of pleasure.

i think ghost would get off on the idea that they're the only ones who've ever had you. johnny would too, to some extent, but it really does it for ghost. the idea that you've never been touched by another man, never trusted anyone enough to let them touch you? it would totally feed his ego. and he'd love to shape you to their exact desires, show you just how to be good for them. he'd fuck you after johnny (depending on how willing you are/how dark you want to get, he might even take your ass to really show you everything :/) and would love seeing you all pleasure-drunk, hardly able to keep your eyes open.

the next morning (or later in the night) simon would take the time to teach you how to properly suck his cock. tells you that you need to know how to use all your holes if you really don't want to be a virgin anymore, patiently takes what feels like forever to work you up to taking his whole cock down your throat, nose flush to his pubic bone. johnny's all languid and half asleep in the bed still, tells you all the little things ghost's likes in a blowjob - how to move your tongue, when to scrape your teeth lightly across, to swallow when his head's at the very back of your throat.

this would make for a very long and very exhausting one night stand, but i could see johnny want to show you how to 69 for the first time. you've just learned how to suck a cock, but focusing on him while he's licking at your cunt like it's his favorite desert? nearly impossible. maybe simon eggs you on, says you're not being fair to johnny by staying mostly still while he thrusts in and out of your mouth :/ but you're so sore and tired, can barely think past the tongue on your core. but johnny's sensitive and desperate, it doesn't take much work from you to get him to come <3

[subliminallyroki]

I thought you guys might enjoy reading me infodump about my watcher and avian head canons, so uh here ya go! (This also relates to some of the hcs I have for Grian)

All avians are short (4-5 feet) and have bird-like double jointed legs. Their bones are hollow, but flexible, and their skeleton is more fit for to be streamlined. Specifically their skull has a less defined nose that allows for them to not suffocate when flying at high speeds. The muscular structure is and the muscles themselves are different from a regular human. For example, four pecs (two for arms, two for wings). Internal organs are switched around to make room for the expanded lungs and air sac. Avians have tail feathers and ear feathers and a second pair of eyelids. Their eyes also have a much higher shutter speed and depth perception. And the wings are large (to allow for lift and to avoid hitting shoulders) and attach on the lower middle back. Avians tend to be weaker than your average human because the muscle mass mostly goes towards the wings. And also because of their hollow bones. Their hands have harder keratin in the nails, but nothing too much. And a lot of other features, but these are the basic physical things. Avians are all different types so features can vary depending on the species of bird they are derived from. Avians also tend to have bird like instincts.

Watchers, on the other hand, absolutely defy every law of physics and biology. Their physical form has six sets of wings (the primary back ones, set further up the back, and the secondary lower back ones, then the trinary ear ones). The wings are iridescent and have been described as mesmerizing, likened to gazing into the void. It is hard to tell much about their genetic make up because they aren't really living things, they are gods. They do not necessarily have blood and flesh in their true forms. In their most recognizable form that can be imbibed by mortals the majority of the time is a tall, skeletal humanoid with vastly large wings (larger than an avian's). The wings sometimes appear to look like a cloak. They do not have tail feathers or taloned feet. Nor do they have the make up of an avian body. However, they have clawed hands that appear to be stained black. Strange. This form is clothed a purple cloak and robes and most often adorned with gold jewelry. And the iconic white mask. Often times, the area under the mask (which only covers the eyes) is stained purple. They bleed void and are basically made of it, they can't go anywhere without the void, but can still See even with no void. There are numerous eyes over their body and wings (most numbering on the primares, face, neck arms, legs, and torso) but are often closed and unseen. Watchers also sometimes have various tatoos of different symbols specific to them. They do not need to eat, sleep, breathe, or anything else that a living thing needs to do. But they do need the void. This form can be described as imposing and a harbinger of dread. Ethereal and godly and ominous. Watchers are known shapeshifters, condensing or expanding their forms to Watch. Watchers have admin abilities as well and can easily alter code.

How does this apply to Grian?

Grain was born an avain. When he got kidnapped by the Watchers, they basically ripped out his essence out of his body, made him into a watcher. But instead of forming a new vessel for his watcher form, he fought back into his original body. That body changed. He has ear wings, and his back pair sometimes switch to a magenta/white with eye patterns. He does have multiple eyes, but not as numerous and are closed. And his fingers are clawed. It was a struggle for him to breathe properly in that body because of being in the void and his avian-ness.

But he would not give it up. Because of using his original body, he was susceptible to much more human issues. Like pain, starvation, exhaustion, etc. And it hindered his watcher abilities. Like his shapeshifts into solid forms arent as smooth. But the Watchers thought it to be funny and sort of like a punishment. Once Grian had been with the Watchers for awhile, they planned to get rid of his body. Grian escaped from them and connected to Mumbo in his panic and got to hermitcraft. His watcher features might not be very distinguishable from an avain, but those who know what they are looking for can tell immediately.

Okay that's all! If you read all of this, you get a cookie of your favorite flavor. Here ya go! 🍪

[opinated-user]

I don’t want to doubt that she had cancer but given her propensity to lying about stuff in the past it keeps nagging me in the back of my head.

i don't generally like to get personal on this blog, but this specific topic hits too close to home for me. i have lost two family members to cancer and last years another one that is very dear to me was diagnosed. one of them pass away relatively quick since they were diagnosed because the cancer had spread too fast and resisted treatment. the other one was found out early and was able to receive treatment until it was believed that they had entered into remission, which allowed them to have a few years with their children until they had to be taken to the hospital, where they passed away. both of them were completely unrecognizable at the end of their lives. they didn't eat, they couldn't drink, they couldn't move out of bed. i saw in real time what that disease had done to them and then how hard the treatment was. i wouldn't wish anything like that not even on the worst person in this planet. it's actual torture, not just for them, but for the loved ones that have to see it and know there's nothing they can do to stop the pain, no matter how much they want to. ... that is why it hurts me so much to think that LO is lying. not for me, obviously, because i'm an stranger and LO doesn't owe me anything, but her friends and family, maybe some of them already having experiences like mine who have to relive it again and live afraid for the rest of their lives, for as long they care about LO. the thing about remissions is that they're not 100% a guarantee of safety, it just means that the disease has retreated and the patient is out of danger... for now. the cancer might come back or it might not. if you know anything about cancer you know that possibility is always there and you can't ever predict it, there's nothing you can do to avoid it. that's what makes it so scary.

my family member that managed to enter into remission managed to get there after 1 year of grueling, painful, disabling treatment that made them lost more than half of their weight and eventually left them in a wheelchair, exhausted but alive until the cancer came back stronger than before. ... and LO started talking about having "funny" test results a week and one day ago.

a week and a day ago. she didn't say what those results were, but... what else is anyone supposed to associate it with? how long do you think it took MO to make that comics as it is, since they received those news and until it was finished? let's say 2 days, perhaps one if she went very fast. that would be six or seven days of LO having the most miraculous recovery from cancer that anyone in the medical community has ever heard before. six or seven days of chemotherapy, according to LO. ... that assuming you could even have the results of any biopsy on that short amount of time and the doctor was able to eliminate any other possibility for your results. depending on many circumstances, one could get the results in a few days, but none of this has anything to do with having a remission. for you to be in remission you'd have to be diagnosed already with cancer, already received treatment and wait a considerable amount of time just to check that the cancer doesn't come back again. that post i brought up was LO supposedly checking for a mole with no prior mention to either the disease, a diagnosis or treatment. but she claims this happened in 2022 and got results back on August... of last year... but she never said a word about it to anyone. just because. it's only now that she's sharing it after talking about a mole that, apparently, right now, had nothing to do in the first place. it hasn't been a day since she broke "the news" and she's already contradicting herself and asking people to give her way too much credit. where are the post talking about she losing her hair? her precious "native gene" hair that she's so afraid of having cut? where are the post talking about how all her joints hurt? where are the post talking about how she can't retain anything on her stomach and everything tastes awful? what about the days where she was in so much pain she couldn't even stream, play game, read or do anything at all?

chemotherapy destroys your body, quite literally so. it has to do it in order to work. LO has never been the kind of person to just withstand anything without making a spectacle about it for everyone's attention, so no, i'm sorry, i can't believe that LO would go through the hellish experience that chemotherapy is and have zero complains or consequences to talk about. just like i can't believe that a youth centre that was called hell in earth by people who attended there would have a computer and playstation in every room. absolutely not. we're being lied to.

[finncomet]

Did they believe in Santa?: Santa isn't really a thing in Ooo, so no. Only people who seem to be familiar with him are like, Marceline and Simon, aka people who were around before the Great Mushroom Wars 1000+ years earlier. Then again, it was never confirmed whether or not that was a part of human culture that stuck around in Founders' Island, but seeing as Finn wasn't raised there, it doesn't make a difference in his case. It is implied that Santa was one of the bearers of the ice crown, since he's shown in the episode "Broke His Crown".

Were they a dinosaur or rock kid?: Definitely rock kid. This guy used to eat rocks. He probably found all kinds of cool ones on his adventures, especially during dungeon crawls (underground). A lot of them likely had magical properties or curses or whatnot. That's not to say Finn wouldn't be interested in dinosaurs, but to him they wouldn't be much different from any other monster roaming Ooo, so not quite as exciting compared to how modern kids see them. Also, there was an episode where Finn and Jake randomly hitched a ride with pterodactyl? Implying that some dinosaurs are actually around somehow. Maybe a Jurassic Park type scenario.

Bugs or slimy critters?: Both? Though he leans towards bugs due to his previous life as a butterfly. Also he has a roommate who's a worm.

Do they fidget? How?: Yes, definitely. This guy has adhd. It's very hard for him to sit still too long, unless he's actively meditating. He jiggles his legs a lot, fidgets with his hands, scratches his head. Makes weird little sounds. The question is how doesn't he fidget? It gets worse when he's feeling nervous or awkward.

What were they frequently in trouble for as a child?: Well... obviously. This is Finn, he's still frequently in trouble. But it's a different kind of trouble lol. Less 'go to your room' and more 'oh my god are you trying to get killed?' Anyone who's watched Adventure Time knows. That said, his parents having died when he was still pretty young, Jake raised him with a very nonchalant 'let Finn do what he wants' attitude. So he was rarely ever disciplined.

What underwear do they like?: Uh. The normal kind??

Designs on clothing or no?: He goes for very plain and simple outfits. They get destroyed pretty quickly so what's the point.

Birthmarks?: In the episode "Crossover" he claims to have a sideways teardrop birthmark "in like a really weird place." This is obviously some kind of comet shape.

Do they have good self control?: It depends. He can, but there are situations where he absolutely does not. Many situations. He's known for being reckless, and he can't stand to be inactive if he thinks someone needs help. And he's an adrenaline addict.

Favorite franchise?: Idk... the only franchise ever really talked abt in Adventure Time are the "Heat Signature" movies, which are portrayed as some kind of ghost-story psychological thriller/horror. So I do headcanon him liking those kind of movies and stories in general.

Do they re-enact scenarios in the shower?: Sometimes, but a lot of times he's so exhausted he just completely spaces out.

Do they tell the waiter that their order is wrong?: He's not a picky eater, so he probably wouldn't care enough to say anything. If he did, he'd be extremely polite about it, try not to make it a big deal.

Stairs or elevator?: Finn's claustrophobic after what happened with Golb, so not a fan of places like elevators. He'll use one if he has to, but would much rather use stairs.

Are they an exaggerator when telling stories?: Honestly, usually the opposite. He'll just blurt out the most insane sounding life-or-death absolutely twisted scenario like he's talking about going grocery shopping.

Tagged by: @chronicparagon

Tagging: everyone!

[simplytheevebest]

Headcanon Time: Farah's Recovery (from the opinion of a non-doctor who did surface-level research and absolutely doesn't claim to know what she's talking about)

Considering how involved and concerned Terra was with Musa's magical recovery, I can only imagine how involved she'd be with Farah's. Musa gave up lost her magic but Farah was "dead" for an indeterminate amount of time(? I can't remember if it was said how long), came back as a force ghost trapped in a fern, and then had to recharge her magic and strength to regain her corporeal form (this is what happened, fight me canon).

But like, taking away the death-not-death magical aspect and just looking at a physical recovery, and setting aside that canonically Farah's body would've needed to be "regained" because I personally much prefer the headcanon that she rose from the grave, spirit and body intact, you can't just jump up from such a lengthy period of inactivity and be fine. It's been anywhere from a few months to a year since the events of season 1 (if season 1 took place during the winter semester and Rosalind took over for the spring semester it's been a few months; if we pick up during the new fall semester it's been about half a year). That's a long time not to be moving or working your brain (also depending on when she was found). Terra mentioned physical therapy for Musa concerning her wounds, and I personally know people who have had surgeries and recovered from horrible injuries and had to relearn how to walk, talk, eat, etc. So I definitely subscribe to the idea that Farah will need this too.

Combining my love of angsty realism and the magic of Fate, Farah has a long road of recovery ahead of her and she's never going to be just as she was before. Like even if you injure yourself in some smaller way, it can impact your health years into the future. I almost broke my toe over a decade ago and to this day it aches in the rain and humidity. Farah's likely already got scars from serving under Rosalind, which isn't going to help her recovery from literally dying either. So right out of the gate she's probably definitely going to have to regain motor function and she's highly likely to need to regain mental strength as well. And realistically there are other world doctors who would step in to properly assess but that sounds exhausting so instead, Ben and Terra are in charge of Farah's recovery and Terra is absolutely going to make sure Farah sticks to it because lord knows Farah won't be diligent. Yet she'll be impatient and frustrated at herself for not being able to walk short distances without her legs shaking or running out of breath, or being unable to pin up her hair because her arms can't support themselves. She might struggle to get her fingers to cooperate to write, or muddle words and phrases in her head and be unable to coherently express them. She won't be able to teach a class, or go on walks, or maybe even eat without assistance at first. She won't be able to do paperwork, or speak her thoughts clearly, or write down what she wants to say if she can't speak it.

There's a whole host of other things that could impact her: impaired motor function, nerve damage, brain damage, crush syndrome, respiratory issues, cardiac issues, seizures, numbness, organ failure, paralysis, etc. Like I've never been buried alive so I can't speak from experience nor do I know anyone that has, but just imagining, magic aside, that she was essentially in a coma underground for a week at least definitely means she's not coming out unscathed. And considering the magic would've saved her from the worst of it (the irreparable life-threatening complications like necrosis or organ failure) I still choose to believe she's going to have to relearn some skills and rebuild her strength because even if she remembers how to walk, she might not have the muscle strength to do so.

Which of course opens the door for so many angsty hurt/comfort fics (and I have read some excellent ones that are escaping me, forgive me) of the teens convincing Farah to take it easy on herself because they love and care about her, or Saul helping Farah with her hair after she tearfully concedes she needs the help. Because Farah is strong and proud and she won't want to admit weakness even when she has so many to support her. And sure, perhaps her recovery isn't that extensive, it depends on your interpretation of her injuries, but these are just a few examples of ways she could be impacted.

And then there's her magic. She's a mind fairy, so if her mind itself is healing there's no way she's going to have total control over her powers from the get-go. Which means intrusive thoughts and feelings of others in her head without being able to block them out, accidental projecting onto others, headaches, and that's just the mind. Farah is also a master of the other magics, so now we're considering random lights going on and off or exploding, liquids boiling over or freezing solid. Plants growing out of control, random flying objects from her haywire telekinesis. We had a glimpse into out of control magic when the Winx channeled it into the stone and forgot to cut it off. Farah is unfathomably more powerful than them, so her magic going off the cuff is problematic and potentially dangerous.

The magic is what's going to get to Farah the most, I think, because so much of her identity is rooted in being the powerful fairy she is, and especially because of Rosalind's influence. With her magic being so uncontrollable, she's going to suggest that the runic limiters be put on herself, and there's not a single person who will agree to that. Farah is going to have to practice what she preaches and be patient and kind with her own magic rehabilitation just as she is with her students. And I think Stella would be an excellent candidate for this, because she's benefited from Farah's teachings the most. And for all of s2's faults, I really did love and enjoy the character development with Stella because she really came into her own this season and demonstrated, to me, the kind of queen she will be, which according to her positive feelings towards Farah in the prequel, is likely very much influenced by Farah. So to have Stella directly involved in helping rehabilitate Farah's magic as Farah did for her is, I think, a great little parallel moment.

Again, I'm not a doctor, nor do I possess any reliable medical knowledge beyond my obsession with medical dramas, which is to say I have no clue what is and is not something that could be a side effect of being comatose and buried alive while also spreading your life force into the plants around you. But this is a show about fairies and magic so I'm allowing myself a bit of slack with accuracy here, because it's become my personal headcanon that Farah required physical, mental, and magical therapy after her nap and it was a long, slow process hindered by her own impatience and final confrontation with Rosalind, in which she was definitely not up to full power and probably would've died for real if, say, Bloom hadn't stepped in to vaporize Rosalind to save her headmistress. I'm just drawn to the idea of Farah's recovery having that ounce of realism that means she doesn't just wake up and go about like it's a normal day. Let her injuries be real and life changing as is the case for so many people, and let her have the support and love of others to rely on. No quick fix. But that's just me.

[modernwritercraft]

Weight loss

As you lose weight, one thing they don't talk about is how your tastebuds change. The food you love starts tasting weird. Sure, it still tastes good in the front, but now the aftertaste tastes off. You start to understand why some people say they don't like the taste of certain food. Another thing that changes is your appetite, of course, but more than you expect it to. You can't eat as much as you used to, but your mind still thinks it can. You end up with more food than you know what to do with. Suddenly, that bowl of cereal or soup is too much for you to finish even though you only ate half of it. That little bit of meat and cheese is surprisingly enough for you.

As you drop the weight, you will feel like you're absolutely STARVING at first because your body isn't getting what it has grown accustomed to. Stick it out, and you'll stop feeling like you're starving to death. If you start having nausea during weight loss, it means you're dropping weight too fast. Be very cautious as it could potentially be dangerous depending on your personal situation. When in doubt, just eat something. Food is not your enemy.

There may be times you don't have an appetite, and nothing is appealing to you. You could easily go all day only eating once if even. But regardless, you gotta eat something anyway. You'll be surprised by how hungry you really are once you start eating.

Don't be afraid of calories or carbs. You burn a lot more calories and carbs in a day than you think. You have to consume a surprising amount of calories and carbs to fuel your body for weight loss. Without it, it's like trying to drive a car with no gas.

Weight loss isn't without tears. Nine times out of ten, you WILL break down and cry at some point. I've been there repeatedly myself. It's ok. Release the frustration and tension but keep going afterward. You're doing great even if you're not seeing it yet. It's a weight loss JOURNEY, after all. You may not physically see much happening in the first month or two, but you'll feel it first. You'll notice that you're not as out of breath climbing the stairs. That walk isn't tiring anymore, or you can run farther before you have to catch your breath. Next thing you know, you feel great afterward instead of feeling exhausted and like your body is jello. More energy to do things again.

Your weight will fluctuate up and down anywhere between 5 pounds. Everyone's does, but that doesn't mean that's the exact amount of fat you have. There's a lot of factors in your weight. Water, clothes, or stress, even if you've gone to the bathroom, makes it fluctuate. So don't be afraid to see a slightly higher number or the same number. Keep in mind that as you lose weight, you build muscle at the same time. Muscle weighs 2 pounds for every pound of fat. That doesn't mean you're not still burning the fat.

Rest rest rest. Working hard to lose weight is great and all, but you need to let your body rest and recover. Physically, you'll push your body hard. You'll be exhausted and drained every day, even in pain, because your muscles haven't had a chance to repair itself. You'll eventually hurt, pull, or damage something. Possibly to the point of irreversible damage. Mentally, you'll grow to hate exercising and grow short with everyone around you. You'll despise having to work out every day or every two days, etc. Don't. Let your body rest that day. Your body will tell you what it needs, whether it's the easy or hard way. It's ok to have an easy or lazy day every once in a while. Rest is just as important as the work you put in.

Be kind to yourself. Losing weight isn't going to magically make you love yourself. It'll help you feel more confident and even like yourself, just a little more. Which is by no means something to underestimate, but in the end, you won't truly LOVE yourself just because you lost weight. It takes a lot more than that. Fixing the outside won't fix the insecurities inside. Unfortunately, you learn to accept yourself for who you are and grow to love yourself mentally over time. After all, it's your personality, your kindness, your goofiness, and passions unique to you that matter to the people that truly love you. Not some number on a scale.

Having an inspiration to motivate you is never a bad thing, but the reality is you will never look 100% like them. Something will always look a little different, and that's ok! You don't have to look exactly like them to look absolutely amazing. Two people could be the same weight, even the same height, and one will be smaller or more curvy than the other because their body carries it differently. There's nothing wrong with that. It doesn't mean one looks better than the other, just different.

[0perfectimperfections0]

Silence: Part 3

I have a favor to ask of you.

Nolan checked his phone when it lit up. LuckyBat responded. Of course! What do you need?

The brunette turned his brightness down and kept the phone angled away from Lou's sight. The TV was playing. Lou sat beside him on the couch, arms and legs crossed and perhaps not really paying attention to the show. It took half of his effort to get Lou across town without anyone asking questions. The other half was exhausted into getting Lou to switch out of that disgusting suit and into comfortable clothes. Nolan had insisted on a shower, but Lou was adamant about not having one. Stubborn, hard-headed doll. He could tell Lou was still uncomfortable with the current situation.

There was one thing Nolan had learned so far about Lou.

He absolutely despised being dependent.

Which would make Nolan's next step into rehabilitation much more difficult. Do you have any free time tomorrow? For a therapy session?

The bubbles from Lucky's text appeared and disappeared quite a few times before he finally settled on: Is everything okay? I can come over now if something's wrong.

No, everything's fine with me. It's...it's for Lou.

Lucky didn't respond back for a good minute or two. Nolan took that time to scrutinize the blond beside him. His eyelids were drooping in a way that showed how much Lou was fighting the exhaustion. It would be a vain fight. At least Lou's face was clean again. Nolan had settled for wiping it with a warm, wet rag since Lou refused to accept the shower. The hair was still messy and discolored. They'd work on that tomorrow before going to Lucky's. At least the stitching was finished. Nolan had given him a set of plaid pajamas to wear. Long-sleeved. Neither of them wanted to see the scars. The thread used was as close to Lou's felt color as he could get, but it surely wasn't invisible by any means.

The phone lit up again. How about 1:30 tomorrow?

Nolan smiled. Good. Lucky was a good doll. Sounds great. See you tomorrow. Thank you so much.

Alas, the battle had been lost and Lou was slowly leaning to the side. Nolan turned off the TV and put one arm behind Lou's back and the other under his knees. The only reason he'd forced Lou to sit here the whole time was because there had been another debate about giving him the guest room. The sofa wasn't an option, but Lou had tried to make it one. Plus, Nolan didn't want him by himself. Not after earlier that day.

Out like a light. There was only a small hum when he was lifted.

In the bed. Tucked in. Sound asleep. Nolan felt like he could breathe now. Gosh. Stubborn, stubborn doll. One of the sleeves fell down to Lou's elbow. The clothes were big on him. It practically swallowed him, which Nolan found strange because they fit well on himself. The faint lines of the stitches glinted in what little light filtered into the room through the window.

A thumb brushed over them lightly before the sleeve was pulled back down. "Sleep good, Lou," he whispered and pulled the covers up and over Lou's shoulder before retiring to his own room.

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Breakfast had already been made. Lucky was still good for a session today. Now he just needed Lou. Nolan checked the clock on the wall. 9:27. They went to bed at ten. Maybe Lou was just really tired.

Still, Nolan spared no assumptions. Not when it came to his new charge. He stood by Lou's door for a moment and listened. He was awake if the muffled hisses and quiet exclamations were anything to go by. Only a few could be heard clearly.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

Alright, well that didn't sound good. Nolan knocked, pretending as if he hadn't stood there for a whole minute. "Breakfast is ready when you are."

"J-Just a second," Lou mumbled.

Nolan leaned back against the wall. "Do you need help getting dressed?" If the pajamas were big, maybe the day clothes Nolan lent were as well.

"No. I'm fine. I-I've got it. Go ahead and eat. I'll be out in a second."

It was silent for a moment before Nolan finally answered. "Kay. Let me know if you need anything." He took about four steps away from the door and stopped, turned around, and walked quietly back to the door.

"Oh my gosh, you stupid idiot," Lou sounded frustrated. "What is wrong with me!?"

That last comment had Nolan concerned that it would head in the wrong direction. He opened the bedroom door, not giving any warning so Lou wouldn't have time to hide anything. "What the heck happened!?" Nolan stared with wide eyes at the stuffing littering the floor around the bed and on the covers. Lou had been frantically trying to patch himself up with whatever he could find. Tape. Socks. Anything. The silver duct tape he had found wasn't sticking properly and pieces were hanging off his arm.

"I told you to go eat!" Lou yelled, hiding his arms behind his back. He had changed into the jeans, but the shirt had been put on hold for the sake of covering up the evidence.

Nolan strode over and grabbed a wrist from behind his back to look at the damage. New marks had been made on top of the previous stitching being undone. "I told you not to do this anymore! You should've gotten me!"

"I don't know what happened!" Lou looked close to tears. "I woke up and it was like this! Th-There was stuffing everywhere a-and I didn't know what to do and I-I knew you'd be mad s-so I tried to fix it and n-nothing is working--"

"Okay, okay, hold on," Nolan put a hand on Lou's cheek. "Breathe. I believe you."

Lou let in and out shaky breaths, tears pooling in his eyes. "I-I'm sorry. I-I don't know--"

"Don't worry about it. It was an accident. You probably did it in your sleep without realizing." Which was more concerning. He held his other hand out. "Let me see your other arm." Sheepishly, Lou revealed it, letting Nolan inspect the damage on that one, too. "Let me get you stitched up. I'll clean this mess while you take a shower and then we'll have breakfast."

"I'm sorry," Lou whispered, eyes drifting to the floor.

"This," he held up the mauled appendages, "is why I'm here. But I can't do that if you don't let me. If this happens again, just tell me, okay?"

The stubborn doll turned his head away again. "Fine."

"Now go get in the shower. We're gonna leave after breakfast." He handed Lou the shirt that had been forgotten on the floor.

Lou swaddles it in his arms and looked at the brunette. "Where are we going?"

"LuckyBat's. We're gonna sit down with him and talk."

It didn't sound ideal. "About..."

Nolan took the blond by the chin. "About nothing if you don't get a shower and eat. Now go." Lou was gently pushed to the doorway. The pout on his face didn't go unnoticed. Nolan picked up the bits of stuffing everywhere. Skin-colored twine was draped across the covers from where it had been torn out. "Gosh, Lou." It was spoken in pity more than chastisement.

He needed help.

[mandos-mind-trick]

Author Self-Promotion?! OKAY!! ;)

Rule: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to Ao3. If you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics. I was tagged by the lovely @dangraccoon, thank you!! 

(Sweet baby Jeebus I have 36 fics on Ao3 😬) 

Please heed the warnings and tags on these stories if you decide to read them. Most of them deal with very adult topics, have content in them that is not for everyone or that could be potentially triggering, and/or may be upsetting to some. Please do yourself a favor and check before deciding to read if you do. I try to tag everything, but I may miss stuff, so if what you see seems too much for you, then don’t put yourself through it and read it. 

1. Instinct

Din Djarin x reader/Din Djarin x OC (Depending on which version you prefer)

“I have something for you. A gift, you could call it.”

Din sighs. “What is it?”

“A surprise. But trust me, you want it.”

Din stares at the hologram of the ex-bounty hunter turned daimyo. He could only imagine what kind of gift Boba Fett could have for him. “Fine. I’m on my way.”

2. Experiment

Part of the Midnight series. Tech x reader, implied poly Bad Batch x reader (no clonecest) 

“I need you.”

Tech doesn’t give her much of an option as his hand wraps around her arm, tugging her away from a baffled Hunter and down the hall. They had landed in Tipoca City just a few hours ago. Midnight had gone straight to the barracks as she normally did, wanting to avoid the stares of the regs as much as possible. Half of them hated her presence, hating that a simple civilian had imposed in their space. The other half looked like they were picturing her naked. That doesn’t bother her much, she’s used to those kinds of looks, but it has her worrying. Like somehow they knew she was doing something very forbidden and fucking her squad.

3. Comfortable

Part of the Midnight series. Echo x reader, poly Bad Batch x reader (no clonecest) 

Midnight sits around the table with her boys, enjoying the quiet for once. They were all exhausted still from a hard mission. Even Wrecker was less excitable than normal. They were all focused on eating, waiting for their arrival at the location of their next mission. They were back to back again, with the war continuing, things were getting more and more tense. She can tell things are beginning to shift. Were they coming on the end of the war? Were things shifting for the better or worse? None of the guys had hinted they felt the same, and none of them had mentioned how they thought it was going to end.

With the little they interacted with other battalions and legions, she couldn’t get a good sense of the direction the war was going. It seemed when things were going bad, they were sent on more missions. When the Republic began gaining victories, their missions slowed.

She knows something’s happening. She just can’t place what it is.

“Do you ever compare us?” Tech breaks the silence, looking across the table at her.

4. Codename: Midnight

Part of the Midnight series, no pairing since this is a prequel to the series. 

Her knuckles are sore. Out of everything that could hurt, she’s lucky it’s just her hands. Another night, another fight. Another round of meager pay outs to add to the too-light pouch she kept on her person at all times.

For a winner, she sure does feel like a loser.

She debates stopping to get something to eat, but a quick press of her hand against the small bump of her pocket changes her mind. She’s sure she can scrounge up something in the kitchen of the communal living house. They got the days-old leftovers and bits of food even the unfortunate in the absolute ass of Coruscant don’t want from the restaurant below the house.

Just cut off the bad parts.

That’s what her mother had taught her. Cut off the bad parts and it’s almost like new.

5. Unexpected

Din Djarin & teen OC - platonic relationship, OC is a foundling. 

“What’s going on?” She asks, practically being dragged across the floor by the Nikto. His grip on her arm is tight, likely enough to leave a bruise.

“Shut up.” He hisses at her, shoving her to the ground against the wall. “Stay there.”

The gun fire had started just as she had finished her food. She was lucky it hadn’t been before. As soon as the fight had started, she’d been forced from the table and into the storage room. Someone was attacking them. Were they here for her? For Grogu?

A tiny green hand appears in front of her face and she takes it, the little claws closing around her finger.

“I know.” She whispers. “Me too. It’ll be okay. I promised I’d keep you safe, remember?” She looks into those big brown eyes, Grogu cooing softly at her.

She flinches as the shots get louder. Were they moving closer? She picks Grogu up out of his pram, holding him against her chest. Maybe if she got the chance, she could escape. She could run away, find somewhere safe to hide.

6. Human Studies 

Original Yautja character x OC

Audrey steps slowly through the snow, trying to keep as quiet as she can in the ankle deep snow. She grips the shotgun in her hands tightly, trying to keep them from shaking. Her breath steams out in front of her, heart pounding loudly in her ears. She can hear the scuffling inside the barn as she presses herself against the wall, shadows moving in the light through the open door. Audrey presses the gun close to her chest, taking a deep breath before turning the corner, pointing the shotgun in front of her.

The barn is empty and silent, no sign of anything inside. Audrey takes a step in, eyes scanning the open areas she can see. There’s nothing. She slowly moves forward, checking every stall as she makes her way to the far wall.

She realizes her mistake as soon as she senses something behind her. She turns on her heel, coming to face a creature like she’s never seen before. It’s horrifying, something completely alien. It towers over her, teeth bared as a horrid hissing sound leaves its mouth. Audrey fires at it, the bullets seemingly useless as it charges her. She stumbles back, continuing to shoot until she’s out of bullets. She throws the rifle at it, turning to the wall.

7. I Was Made For Loving You

Eddie Munson x reader

Your thighs chafe a bit, another painful reminder of the shittiest night of your life. Well, it might not have been the shittiest night, but it certainly was high on that list. It’s cold. You’re shivering in your lack of layers. The thin sweater and exposed legs beneath your skirt did little to stave off the cold spring night. It was well into spring in Hawkins, but the nights were still filled with an unforgiving chill.

You were walking along a dark road, one of the many that sprawled Hawkins. The sidewalk and street were still cracked and broken, remnants from a few weeks ago. You had missed it, the whole debacle that had gone down. Your parents had decided it was time for another spring vacation, and you had been in Sweden visiting family while your friends were preventing the destruction of Hawkins once more.

You’re debating jumping a fence to find someone with a pool and risking hypothermia when the van appears. It’s driving rather fast and erratically down the road when it suddenly squeals to a stop on the opposite side of the road from you. You can hear muffled rock music from inside, the music getting louder and clearer as the window rolls down. A familiar curly haired figure appears out the window, calling out your name.

Eddie Munson.

8. Sharpshooting

Part of the Midnight series, Crosshair x reader, implied poly Bad Batch x reader (no clonecest)

Midnight creeps slowly down the hall, walking on her tiptoes to avoid waking the sleeping clones in the bunks. She couldn’t sleep. Even the gentle humming of the ship wasn’t enough to ease her mind so she could drift off for a few hours rest. Instead she found herself lying awake, mind thinking far too much to let her relax.

So she decided to seek out the only other being on the ship that would still be awake.

She finds him in the hull, bent over some project on the floor. She carefully approaches him, sinking to the floor near him, leaning against the worktable.

“What are you doing up?” He asks, glancing at her before looking back to what he was working on.

“Couldn’t sleep.” She says, pulling her knees to her chest. “What are you working on?”

“Your new armor.” He says, holding up a piece of white plastoid. “I picked up a few pieces when we were on Kamino. Thought I’d try repurposing them.”

9. Detonate 

Part of the Midnight series, Wrecker x reader, implied poly Bad Batch x reader (no clonecest)

Midnight wakes rather abruptly when her face smacks into the metal floor with a bang. It startles her, and the other five clones who had all been peacefully sleeping. She lets out a groan, rubbing her forehead. She had rolled right off Hunter’s bunk, landing hard on the floor below.

She rests her face on the cool floor, laying still for a moment. She’s in nothing but her underwear and breast band, her tactical ones. Nothing special as they were stopped on Kamino for a few hours. She only pulled out the special ones when they had a longer layover, or when she knew one of the guys was going to want her...attention.

Things between them had progressed...awkwardly. None of them quite knew how to approach this new relationship. Wrecker seemed to be having the easiest time, though he was always the most affectionate even before their conversation. Though, he had yet to pass the unspoken barrier that had been put in place. That line that crossed between normal affection and more...romantic or even sexual. Tech and Wrecker had both been toeing that line, Wrecker more often, but the two had yet to cross it.

10. Torment

Original Yautja character x OC

She’s running off pure adrenaline. She’d lost the feeling in her legs and feet long ago. Her blood is pumping in her ears, blocking out all other noise. Not that it mattered. They didn’t make noise. It’s behind her, but she can’t see it. Not that she would bother with the two-second delay looking behind her would cause.

It didn’t matter anyways. They were fully capable of outrunning her. Their stride and stamina outpaced hers ten to one and she knows this. They’re letting her run. They want to see how far she’s willing to go.

Despite the time she’d spent on the planet, the gravity was stronger here than she was used to, and her body was still adapting to the pressure. Just the fact she could run at all was a miracle of human adaptation.

She pushes herself onward, unsure of where she’s headed, but even she’s curious just how far they’ll let her go this time. She never made it any significant distance from camp, yet she insisted on playing this game.

Something whistles through the air, hitting a tree inches from her face. It hadn’t been a miss, just a warning. Despite this knowledge, she can’t help the yelp at the exploding bark. She pushes herself faster, legs threatening to give out at any moment from exhaustion. A second one hits a tree to her left, the third coming straight at her. She drops, crawling forward as it slams halfway through the tree in front of her. She’s quick back on her feet, but a force hitting her back has her flying, hitting that same tree with a crack.

Tags (I know like no one on this blog 🥺):  @hunnythebee, @amyroswell

[survey--s]

482.

How many friends do you have on Facebook? 153.

What was on the last sandwich you ate? It was just peanut butter.

Have you ever gotten back together with an ex? Yeah, a few times in the past.

What is your favourite Thai dish? I find Thai food too spicy as a rule, but our local Thai place does some really basic stuff like sweet and sour pork with coconut rice which is AMAZING but I’m not sure how authentic it is lol.

How many contacts do you have in your phone? 67.

When was the last time you made out with somebody? I honestly couldn’t tell you lol, I’m not really into making out.

What month of the year was your mother born? She was born in June. So was my dad, in fact.

Do you have any friends that seem to know all the hot gossip? Hahah yeah, Mike is a real gossip. His sister-in-law is a hairdresser and I swear he only goes there to get all the latest gossip.

What TV show(s) have you been watching currently? Lots of stand-up comedy and old re-runs of things like Friends.

How many apps do you have on your phone? I think I’ve got about 10-15 downloaded ones.

What pet names do you use with your significant other? We really don’t use pet names.

Do you have to wear a name badge where you work? No, but I have done in all my previous jobs.

What brand is your toaster, if you have one? It’s just a cheap supermarket brand one that really isn’t very good lol.

Can you hear anything right now? I’m watching an old Jimmy Carr stand-up show on YouTube.

Is there anybody else in the room you’re currently in? Toby cat is curled up by my feet.

What’s the name of the store you usually get your groceries? Tesco.

Does your house have a porch/balcony? No, they’re not really a “thing” here unfortunately, but I would absolutely love one one day, especially if it looked over the sea.

What’s your favourite type of bread? Sourdough, Focaccia, Ciabatta and Scachiata. 

Do you share a middle name with any of your siblings? I don’t have any siblings, but my middle name is the same as my cousins’ first name.

Have there ever been any bushfires/wildfires in your area? Yeah, they’re fairly common in the summer months unfortunately. Too many people have campfires or BBQ’s and don’t know how to put them out properly.

Have you ever taken a ride in an ambulance? No.

When was the last time you took a nap during the day? Uh, maybe a couple of weeks ago. I finish next week for the holidays and I think I’m just exhausted even though I’m getting loads of sleep.

What did you have to eat for dinner last night? Pizza with mozzarella, sundried tomatoes and pesto.

What was the last thing you had to drink? Pepsi Max.

Who was the last message you received from and what did they say? It was from Suzanne saying thank you for the photos and how much they appreciated me :) she’s the owner of one of the dogs I walk and they’re just the SWEETEST family.

What’s your favourite kind of accent? Irish, Scottish or Australian.

Have you ever missed a flight? No, thankfully not.

Have you ever seen a lunar eclipse? Yeah, and a solar eclipse.

Do you know your significant other’s passwords? No. He doesn’t know mine either - I think privacy in a relationship is SO important, honestly.

What’s your favourite type of salad? I’m really not a fan of salad with leaves lol, the texture makes me gag - but Caprese salads are good.

Is your house usually too warm or too cold in the winter? Neither really - it’s fine. We don’t really use the heating much just because it’s expensive, though.

Have you ever been in love with someone much older or younger than you? Define “much”.

Would you rather have someone ask to kiss you, or just kiss you? It depends on the scenario and who the people involved are.

What, if anything, do you substitute for fries? Nothing lol. I can never resist fries.

Have you ever been in a building that was on fire? Yeah, when I was in primary school someone set the kitchen on fire. Obviously not on purpose lol.

Would you change your partner’s hair color if you could? Nah.

Have you ever written a poem for someone? Nope.

Have you been best friends with someone of a different race? Yeah, one of my best friends in school was from Hong Kong. Her name was Jolanda and she used to come to my house at weekends for my mum’s seafood curry lol. It’s weird, we were so close but then we lost touch. According to Facebook she’s married with three kids now.

Who��s the last person who cussed you out in anger? I have no idea.

Have you friended your parents on FB? Yeah, I’m friends with both of them on there.

What’s the last tourist area you visited? Ambleside in the Lake District.

Have you ever been in a submarine? Nope - it sounds incredibly claustrophobic.

Is there anyone whose grave you visit? No.

Did your mother change her maiden name when/if she got married? No, it was changed when she got adopted and then again when she married my dad.

Do you use TikTok? No.

What decorations do you have in your bathroom? None. Our bathroom is tiny - we don’t have enough space for decorations lol.

Do you like Seinfeld? No. I tried to get into it several times but I never found it very funny.

What year was your favourite band formed? 1960.

What’s your least favourite pizza topping? Anything spicy.

What percentage battery is your phone on right now? 31 percent.

Have you ever smoked a cigarette? Did you like it? I have done, yeah. I enjoyed it at the time.

Are you closer to your mother or father? My mum, for sure.

Have you ever sent a postcard? Where from? Yeah, from all over the world. I used to send them all the time when I was younger as there wasn’t the option to share stuff on social media.

Do you know anyone who speaks Spanish as a first language? Not to my knowledge.

Who was the last person you kissed? Mike.

Do you have a Bachelor’s degree? If so, what in? I do - in French, History and Politics.

Do loud noises bother you? Yeah.

Do you rent or own the place you live? We own our home.

Have you ever made yourself as a Sim? Sure, isn’t that what everyone does when they play the Sims?

What brand is your phone? iPhone.

Have you ever had a friend named Mary? Yeah, she was a twin.

What does the name “Ada” make you think of? Old-fashioned TV shows.

Have you ever ridden in a horse-drawn carriage? I have done - when we used to visit here in the holidays they used to have a horse-drawn carriage that took you down to the lakeside - the horses were called Sally and Ben lol. I also went in one in the snow in Lake Louise.

Did you ever sneak out of your house when you were younger? Nope.

What is your best friend’s name? Michael.

Is anyone in your family an author or poet? No,

Have you ever dated a guy with a girl’s name? Hmm, no, not that I can think of.

Would you rather be named Fanny or Faye? Faye. I mean, in the UK, fanny means vagina LOL.

Do you have a godmother? No.

Are you someone’s godmother? No.

When was the last time you wrote a poem? Uh, years ago in school probably.

Do you believe that it’s possible for someone to be resurrected from the dead? Save for experiences where the heart has been inactive for only a short period of time and it was able to be jolted back into activity, no. <--- this.

What color hair does your current crush (or boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, whatever) have? Brown but he’s already going grey.

What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you in a theater? Nothing comes to mind.

Have you ever had someone copy you or steal your ideas for something? Yeah, my business ideas/posts on social media.

Have you ever dated someone behind your parents’ back? Nope.

[casspurrjoybell-33]

Wreckless - Two long weeks

*Warning Adult Content*

Emmett

I have seen almost nothing of Finnegan for two weeks.

I woke up to blow jobs a couple of mornings which let me tell you, I am not complaining about but he's been at the office sixteen to eighteen hours a day.

We managed to squeeze in miniature golf and dinner last Saturday and a really nice fuck and game time on Sunday between his work stuff but that was it.

Last night I woke up at three am, noticed he wasn't in bed and found him in his office doing a tele-conference... in Chinese... he never stops.

It's Thursday evening and he promised me via text today that he'll be home by eight so we can eat dinner together.

Slacker, only working fourteen hours today.

I have no doubt that he'll be up in the office afterwards but at least we can have a conversation and I can see how he's doing.

I'm going all out, roasting a chicken and making baked potatoes with all the fixings.

I even have dessert although I bought that, I have a job too.

At 8:16 p.m. he walks in the door and just stands there.

He's taking a few deep breaths as I walk over.

"Need some help?"

"Please."

I slowly take off his jacket and hang it and then remove his tie.

He didn't even loosen it when he left the office.

That done I go to work on his shirt buttons.

"Long day?"

He just nods, he's completely exhausted and mentally fried and it physically hurts me to see him this way.

I've seen that look in my friend's eyes, buddies from another time and another life and it's scary.

Some people don't come back from it.

He puts his hand on my shoulder to step out of his pants and I lead him to the couch and wrap him up in a blanket before turning on the TV and finding him a cartoon.

I give him the remote although I doubt he'll bother changing it, he'd have to care and for that he'd have to focus.

I check dinner and get him a drink, he's been on a lemonade kick since he got back from Michigan.

He drinks a bit and I put it on the coffee table for him before pulling him into my arms.

"I've got you Finnegan... it's okay."

I don't know how he's going to get through weeks or maybe months more of this.

"Emmett?"

"What is it?"

"I'm sort of done, I mean they're starting construction Monday. That's not done, not nearly done but it's a big stepping stone. A lot of progress. I had to get funding and permits and a contractor. Schematics, blueprints, clearance from the inspectors. God, the mess."

He's too tired to even be as coherent as usual.

My poor boy. 

"That's a huge accomplishment darling, I'm proud of you."

I probably couldn't have done all of that in a year, much less two weeks.

"I should be here, I should but Megan says I should take a vacation and see the ocean."

I love Megan... she's my favorite person.

"Absolutely, how long can you get away for?"

One day is a lot of driving and not a lot of beach although I've done it once... two days works.

Three is much better and four is actually a nice vacation.

"I don't know. How far is it? Could I come back to the office?"

Is he kidding?

"Not every morning. If you're talking Rehoboth it's two and a half, three max."

"No I meant like once. I have a thing Tuesday so we could leave Wednesday but if I can come back we could go on Sunday? I can't believe I'm saying this, it's asinine for me to leave right now. Can you get some time off? It's no notice but I can talk to Tristan. He might be able to put a good word in for you."

That's a lot to take in.

"Even though that would be a funny conversation, I'll talk to Peter. So leave Sunday morning, come back here Tuesday and then go back when? Thursday morning?"

He's curled up in a little ball and has his head on my lap.

Maybe he's half cat because he's practically purring as I run my fingers through his hair.

"We could do Wednesday afternoon if everything goes okay. No promises."

"Okay and then come back when? You gonna want to be in the office the next... Monday?"

"Honestly depends how much time you can get off work and how everything goes. Might be able to stay longer, may end up never going back Wednesday. Sorry, we're going to have to play it by ear."

He's not being elusive on purpose, his life is a firestorm right now so I'm not bothered.

"Darling, you desperately need a vacation so I will make it work. It's going to be hard to get a room but I'll get online after dinner and see what I can find."

"Emmett... I have a Megan. I'll have her do it tomorrow. I have to be on-site Saturday to do a final walk-through but I can do the rest of it from the beach for a few days. It smells really good in here, I'm starving."

Shit, I forgot to set the timer.

I jump up, sticking a pillow under his head and yes, it is definitely very done.

The skin is crispy and the leg moves easily which my mother always taught me was the sign it's done.

I have to melt the cheese and serve it up and voila, dinner is served.

"Come on back, darling."

He shuffles over and I know it's because he's exhausted which is awful but it's also adorable.

"How about I give you a massage and a nice BJ after dinner?"

"That sounds heavenly. I'm exhausted but I have a few things to do after that lovely offer. Don't let me crash."

I want him to actually get a good night's sleep but I will remind him because whatever he needs to do may be time sensitive.

I'm supposed to be taking care of him but how can I when he's never here?

At least he's getting a good meal into him, maybe after he's in bed I'll whip up some chicken salad with the leftovers and pack him a lunch.

It'll be nice not worrying about him so much tomorrow.

I'll even put a silly note in and a box of Yoo-Hoo.

That'll brighten his day.

"I'll take care of everything tonight, you can relax Finnegan."

[toomanysurveys9]

[chasingghosts @ bzoink]

What can you smell right now?   Lilli’s rat cage because it’s in the living room and needs cleaned. Again.

What was the last thing you bought online?   Decorations for Erin’s baby shower because she was freaking out and talking about canceling it.

If you drink coffee, when was the last time you went a day without having one?   I do drink coffee. But most days I go without it.

Do you have any appointments coming up?   Not currently.

Do you put appointments in your phone’s calendar app to remember them?   I try. But I’m better at writing them down in my agenda.

Will you be visiting anyone’s house in the next week or so?   We will be going to Nick’s dad’s house for my sister’s baby shower.

Have you ever been to a petting zoo? What animals did you pet?   Yeah. I always pet goats and bunnies.

What was the last movie you saw in theatres?   The newest Guardians of the Galaxy movie.

Do you know anyone who has done a PhD?   I mean, my doctor obviously. One of the BCBAs that worked at my job was super close to getting their PhD but they left at the beginning of the month.

How many unread emails are in your inbox right now?   In the main mailbox part, probably at least 100.

What four apps do you keep on the home bar on your iPhone? (Sorry, I’m not sure if Android has an equivalent!) I don’t have an iPhone. But I have contacts, messages, camera, and google I think.

Have you ever used Tumblr? Do you still use it today?   Obviously I do, although not nearly as much as I would like to these days. BUT I’m almost done done with school and hopefully that will free some time.

Are you tired right now?   I am absolutely exhausted.

What’s your favourite day of the week and why?   Fridays. It’s the start of the weekend and that’s usually when Jake is able to do things with me, like go to dinner.

How far away is the nearest major city?   Not that far.

Do you own an electric kettle?   Nope.

Are your eyebrows wispy or bushy?   Bushy.

Have you ever lost your wallet or purse? Did you have to replace a bunch of things?   I lose my wallet ALL THE TIME. It’s probably one of Jacob’s pet peeves about me.

Where are you right now? Describe the room or place to me.   In the living room. It has a bookshelf full of DVDs and VCR tapes. A multi-level rat cage. A couple toy boxes overflowing with toys for Nora, as well as some bigger toys that don’t fit in the toy box. A couple black shelves that are full of all sorts of random shit, mostly Jacob’s, although it also has some piles of miscellaneous books on it too. There are two couches that are a dark-ish gray, and a black recliner.

Do you prefer big dogs or small dogs?   Big dogs are my favorite, but I don’t mind little dogs either.

Are you good at understanding heavy accents? Which accents would you say you’re the best at understanding?   It just depends on the accent I guess.

Have you ever played on a real life pinball machine, or just on the computer?   I’ve played a real one at an arcade.

Do you have a lot of word documents or notes on your computer?   I have a ton of word documents because I use my computer for school, which involves writing a lot of papers.

What’s your favourite Ben & Jerry’s flavour?   I don’t know. I don’t really eat Ben & Jerry’s too often.

Have you ever been to a school reunion? How was it?   I have not been to one. We were supposed to have one not too long ago because we didn’t get to do one last year but it never happened.

How many nights a week do you generally cook at home?   I cook two nights a week. My mom cooks two nights a week. And Brian cooks two nights a week. Then we have one night for leftovers or whatever you want.

What colour are the street signs in your neighbourhood? Are they the same all over town or do they vary?   Green. They are all mostly green although I guess I’ve seen a few blue too I think.

Do you have good grammar and punctuation skills?   For the most part. Then there are times when I obviously do not care.

Have you ever tried vegan chicken? Did you like it? I have not had it, nor do I want to.