me waiting for damien and freelancer to have a platonic best friend sleep over

Siblings ;-;

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I know this is NOT how i usually draw magnus but this is kinda a fill in until I figure out how I want him to look like 😔

tweeting triple h every day asking him to return the usos and sami’s relationship to me safely until he blocks me challenge

BRING BACK BZPOWER BIONICLE SPRITE COMICS

I like to think that if y/n and sterling went to a show, harry would point them out on the side stage or wherever they were in the crowd and say, “my moon and star are here tonight! make some noise for them!” he’d make the camera man zoom in on her face so everyone could see her blushing on the big screens 😊

being a manager sucks balls half the time but the cashier kids im in charge of trust me enough to dick around in front of me so ive been keeping a running list of the shit they say that makes me laugh randomly: -"guys, is it cheating if you play fortnite with your ex" [4 seperate others, immediately]: "YES" -"there must be like… infinite sentences" -"bro what bro what the fuck bro what's that mean bro why'd you say that bro what" <distraught response to a girl randomly greeting him with 'hey there big boy' in an old timey transatlantic news reporter accent

disconnect.

Youll never guess what i cooked at 2 am this morning... yes its bedrock bros

Part 2??

DO YOU THINK IF I DRAW THEM ENOUGH THEY'LL COME BACK :((

2003!Mikey and 2012!Mikey being silly older and little brother chronicles 🐢🤝🐢 Pt 4 - Masterpost

YREAAHH going through old super smash doodles

maruca chebota for the love language ask

i didn't actually reblog that ask game, but ty for coming to me for it! i'm flattered!

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quality time. words and gifts and touches and acts of service can all be done out of obligation; they all have the potential to be deception. maruca's had enough people do that in the past, particularly when she was friends with biana and they were both just vying for popularity and not each other. but quality time? quality time you can't really fake. quality time is something that you can tell if someone wants to be there or not. it's honest in a way that touches maruca more than anything else, to know that someone is spending time with her because that's what they want to do the most in that moment.

one of the things about being an educator is that you hear what parents want their kids to be able to do a lot. they want their kid to be an astronaut or a ballerina or a politician. they want them to get off that damn phone. be better about socializing. stop spending so much time indoors. learn to control their own temper. to just "fucking listen", which means to be obedient.

one of the things i learned in my pedagogy classes is that it's almost always easier to roleplay how you want someone to act. it's almost always easier to explain why a rule exists, rather than simply setting the rule and demanding adherence.

i want my kids to be kind. i want them to ask me what book they should read next, and i want to read that book with them so we can discuss it. i want my kid to be able to tell me hey that hurt my feelings without worrying i'll punish them. i want my kid to be proud of small things and come running up to me to tell me about them. i want them to say "nah, i get why this rule exists, but i get to hate it" and know that i don't need them to be grateful-for-the-roof-overhead while washing the dishes. i want them to teach me things. i want them to say - this isn't safe. i'm calling my mom and getting out of this. i want them to hear me apologize when i do fuck up; and i want them to want to come home.

the other day a parent was telling me she didn't understand why her kid "just got so angry." this woman had flown off the handle at me.

my dad - traditional catholic that he is - resents my sentiment of "gentle parenting". he says they'll grow up spoiled, horrible, pretentious. granola, he spits.

i am going to be kind to them. i am going to set the example, i think. and whatever they choose become in the meantime - i'm going to love them for it.

what i wouldn’t give to have seen the usos run in to help sami and kevin when they were being ganged up on by all them heels apparently under roman’s thumb

my favorite line in the barbie movie was “we’re going back for my doll” like i felt that so so deeply. it’s about the inherent connection a little girl has to her most beloved doll and the abject horror of realizing u accidentally left her behind somewhere. like u do not know what else is happening and do not care if it’s inconvenient you ARE coming back for that doll. similarly it’s about being an adult and feeling so lost and dejected and remembering when the world was yours to invent, yours to build, yours to take - all you needed was that little doll and you were set and it all seemed so simple and magical. it’s about reminiscing and realizing little you knew so, so much, she understood a lot you seem to be struggling with rn. it’s about coming back for and to little you. it’s about waving to the little girl you once were and being kind to her and asking what does she have to share with you today and tucking her in and knowing with absolute certainty what she knew back then: no matter what else is happening, no matter where you are, where you’ve gone, where she is, you are going back for that fucking doll, simply because you must