My Husband’s Job Primarily Employs Adult Men But There Is One (1) Teenage Girl And My Husband Said

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Well, you are one of the sweetest people I've ever met an absolute peach :]

Noooooooooo no her not. I’m not sweet! I’m spicy! *said in my niece’s 3 year old voice*

Thank you tho, Nonnie, this made my morning ☺️

I’m genuinely surprised someone actually looked at my tumblr and did this, so thank you for taking the time out of your day to be kind. That’s very brave. In fact, if anybody is sweet, it’d be you 😉👉🏼👉🏼🧡

First things first, Y E S *slams hand down on table excitedly* NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL WHOLESOME FAMILY ART🙌🏼🧡✨🤌🏼

Second @saspas-corner, @holydoncakes @anobodyinabog *bear poses* If you didn’t want to be assimilated into my found family, you should have ran when you had the chance 😏😈😎

I have no context for this

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

leo absentmindedly hovering near you and touching you constantly is what i Live for.

Ya know, I wanted to be all “dark and mysterious” on my tumblr, but unfortunately being subtle and discreet ain’t really my style 😅 I’m a ninja in the way the Scarlet Pimpernel is a ninja. Not to mention this was the first piccrew that actually had colors match my naturals? Not to mention it’s hecking wholesome, so I was “Eh, why not.”

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Reasons to Stay

The demons were getting pretty dark yesterday.

My head wasn’t really a safe place.

I think heaven knew I needed some help because outta nowhere I remembered that I had a voucher for one free meal at a food truck nearby.

Found the place and stood in line behind a French lady, while we watched a Venezuelan Woman struggle to make her order in English to a college kid running the fan. It was wholesome to watch that despite the language barrier and the somewhat confusing hand gestures as they tried to communicate, the young man was still able to help the lady get her order, and she walked away with a big smile because she got some yummy food. I then watched a gentleman who was running the wood cooked pizza truck talking with the family running the Thai And Boba truck and talking about swapping leftovers once everybody left. I thought it was sweet that despite the differences there at the food trucks, no matter our cultures, languages, or background, none of these things prevented a small group of people to come together because of the enjoyment of food. I got to eat fresh sushi, sit in the cool grass, with a perfect blue sky as my view.

The new Transformers movie is coming out in a couple weeks. Wild Robot too. Those look interesting.

My roommate knew me well enough to give me a hug cuz she knew I was having it rough.

So yeah, it was a good day.

I think I’ll stick around for just a little longer. 🌱🧡

Y’all please. Talk to me. Spam me. Affirm that I am not just a figment of my own invention 😆🙏🏼

The urge to bother my mutuals

*sound of mad cackling laughter* The work shift is done! DoBbY iS fReE!

*clears throat and fixes the cuffs of my sleeves as I also resituate my glasses before dramatically twirling my hand* Now on to the commentary! 😈

My reaction to this piece got me no joke like

The lines that made me specifically go oof:

👉🏼“And Raph making one last stand so that they can move.

His hands shake. The table is upended. Something, a noise perhaps, is ripped out of his throat before something smashes into a wall, and words, for once, tumble out of his mouth.

"YOU DIDN'T LISTEN!" > aaaaaaaa I feel the RAGE the desperation in this like woooooo doggie. I FEEL this for this hits way to close to home when in come to the mental turmoil of feelings. I literally mentally flip tables on the daily so this was catharsis to read, so I’m right there with Donnie.

Sophia, ma’am, how dare you. The audacity to make me relate. *SCOFF*

👉🏼“It's all his fault. And he can't fix it.

… But maybe…” > NGL I had a surge of hope that Donnie had some crazy idea to bring you back, one way he could in fact fix this because my rescuer complex/ recovering perfectionist is right there with him scrambling to find a way to fix it, to make it better, to make the hurt stop.

👉🏼”At least his death will be worth something.”

Baby. Honey. Sweetheart. No. Just…no. I’m writing this right after meeting with my counselor rn, so emotions are a bit high myself, but this hit harder than I’m willing to admit and so I’m hugging Donnie with my heart, NAY my entire soul. No, Donnie, your life means something NOW. Please don’t end it. Ashes don’t keep anybody warm.

The Crow and The Butterfly (One-shot)

One-shot, Character death mention, Angst, Rise Donnie, Apocalypse Timeline

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There are good days. The days he can concentrate. Try to figure out the next step and maybe, just maybe, how to win this devastating war. The days where he can almost manage to claim back who he was as he sits in his lab and works at incredible speeds.

There are bad days. The ones where he can barely get up in the morning. Ones where he can barely step into his lab before collapsing. The days when it hurts so bad, the two brothers he has left have to contain him.

Then… there are the days like today. The ones that start good, but quickly veer for the worst. The ones that make him think that everything will be fine before something, something just… breaks him. Breaks him and makes him feel insane.

He can't blame anyone when it happens, either. He just can't. Everyone is simply trying to get on with their lives, trying to make the base function as efficiently as possible. But sometimes… sometimes it just gets to him.

"What…?"

"Oh! Uncle 'Tello! Sorry for the mess."

Just like now.

He's not your child. Cassandra Jones Junior might have been born the day you were wiped from the face of the face of the earth, but he's not your child.

And yet, yet… with the way he's just starting to fill that chair. With the way he's behaving and the way his brother is raising him, he's starting to have trouble believing it.

"There was just so mu –"

"Out."

"… Uncle 'Tello?"

"I said out, Jones!"

Maybe he should get rid of that damn chair. Maybe he should just get rid of his entire monitoring set-up. Maybe… Maybe…

… It's going to be an awful day.

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Birds

A small project dedicated to @sophiacloud28 and her story “A Shot in The Dark.” And inspired by this comment I was able to snag from her

I had so many thoughts and feelings working on this project, but the symbolism behind just birds and freedom in particular wouldn’t leave me alone. And you know what they say about a picture is worth a thousand words? Well here’s my attempt of a thousand words. So I present Miss Estrella as the Twite Bird

Flower meanings in Floriography

Iris: Valor, Wisdom, Faith

Ivy: Fidelity and Attachment

Picture progress because without fail, I always like the “before’” the actual final 😆

GUYS GUYS GUYS LOOK! I GET A SWORD!

Heh…I guess that’s because I’m “baaa”d A tumblr 😏😆👉🏼👉🏼

Anyhoo, yall should go check out @sheep-turtles-and-pizza because their art is amazing and very much wholesome. Do it or ima come at you with my sheep sword 😆🐑🥷🏽*excitedly starts waving it around like smol child*

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