First day of NYFW for Yas... #freemthem 🤷🏾‍♀️

I want to hear what you have to say. I always want to hear what you have to say🎤

(I don’t think adult Harry is going around calling random gay people the F slur, I just think that until he unlearns his internalized Homophobia he feels a sense of disgust anytime he sees gay stuff, ya know. Fred has just always given me like insufferable jock vibes, I think I’m just a Fred hater in general.)

giggling and kicking my feet and twirling my hair rn 🙈🙈

(i personally feel that harry is too oblivious to even recognise much about his own sexuality to have internalised homophobia in the first place. i can see him being ignorant though, bcuz i feel him thinking wanting to kiss boys or thinking theyre as pretty as girls is a normal thing. so he’s probs the type to say “but everyone goes through a phase like that” at some gay kid. but he probs realises before hes 40 bcuz his bisexual wife wouldve broken the news to him 😭)

(and i feel fred would be hating equally. i see him perhaps being ignorant of the added hatred/prejudice queer people experience, since he can be a bit insensitive. but he wins the idgaf war. like if percy came out having a girlfriend or a boyfriend, the ridicule he’d experience from fred would be the same.)

Favorite headcanon for every ghoul! Go!

goood question

my fav hc for dew is actually my voice claim for him or his eyes (he is partially blind in one of them due to his transition)

for swiss, it’s that he has a big ass family. two moms, his dad, plenty of siblings and nieces and nephews. he’s the middle child and he’s very very big on family, it’s why he’s so affectionate with his pack.

when mountain isn’t drumming, he has a huge passion for piercing/tattooing. he’s p much covered head to toe in body art and has a back piece with plants that symbolize each member of his pack.

rain is def bioluminescence. i was a massive godzilla kid and i’m a huge fan of the way they use bioluminescence in his more recent adaptations and it’s p much where i got the idea from. he uses it as an intimidation display sometimes

aurora also has a similar thing w bioluminescence but hers has more to do with light reflection rather than something like rains, who radiates light from his body. ykwim? her horns and skin are iridescent as well.

i don’t have like. anything for phantom but i like the single white hair streak. reminds me of a darker time in my life…..(if u get it u get it)

cirrus would probably just be my hc that she’s the alpha. they hate to see a bad bitch telling everyone what to do. she’s my silly rabbit but she runs this band like it’s the navy. she loves her ghouls very very much and her and dew are kind of co leaders of the pack they have a warrior’s bond (bipolar disorder)

cumulus would have to be that she has a big passion for fashion and that she’s the smartest out of all of the ghouls. she’s literally elle woods from legally blonde like

sunny is so scottish to me like she has big red curls and freckles and has the biggest swearing problem out of all of the ghouls she is the embodiment of idgaf she’s winning the idgaf war

aether would have to be that he has a interest in healing magic, not just bc he’s a quintessence ghoul but bc he picked it up during dews transition bc he wanted to help him and it just kinda stuck ya know. he loves helping people and it makes him feel like he’s picking up where omega left off. it gives him purpose.

i don’t have a lot for any that aren’t current ghouls but like. ifrit is alex turner. mist is a wine aunt. zephyr is Old as shit. ivy is the reason mountain got into tattooing and body art and was mountain’s mentor not just for drums, but for that as well. uhhh omega was very into astronomy and space in general. and alpha had a problem with accidentally setting his guitar strings on fire when he first was summoned (he just got too excited u guys…)

i def have a lot more for each of these fuckers but i’m sick rn and my brain is making microwave noises i cant think of shit

april favs

- winning but also losing the idgaf war iykyk

- my strawberry flavored sparkling water #yum

- my pottery piggy 😭😭

- ignoring my football team when they stress me out #comeonyewbluessssss #yas

- ms zoe scott

- rebekah’s rampant haterism

- playlist curations

- grande iced vanilla latte. basic love story.

- yupa andrea alexa delulu saga

- spain for no reason. yupapone mentioned barcelona and a brain chip was activated

- early 2000s + 80s latin music + mariachis 🥹

- bothering yupapone at her workplace HELLOO

- kdrama edits on insta 🤭

- my brain sans tiktok lowk

- one piece !! i missed my #family

- forza ferrari/CL16 on EVERYTHINGGG

Okay I have not watched a single fucking episode of Merlin but I did read a bunch of folkloric Arthur tales and let me tell you Merlin is my favorite goddamn character I love him so fucking much. Absolutely bonkers. like here’s a list of all my favorite things he does in the actual folklore, like I can not make this shit up it’s actually in the writings

He’s had silver hair since he was seven which everyone thought was really fucking weird but he was like a really creepy small child so no one ever said anything

He has a bestie who’s a straight up catholic bishop but doesn’t mind his druid-ing because “he understands there are ways of wisdom other then his own” and they like regularly have brunch and are totally bro’s which is the most un-catholic thing I’ve ever heard but okay it’s hilarious I’ll take it

Pendragon goes “help me get with this lady Merlin pls” and Merlin responds with “sure but give me ur first born son” and without even thinking pendragons like “sure why not idgaf” (spoiler alert the son is Arthur)

Merlin regularly pops in to hang out with Arthur’s foster father every once in a while wearing increasingly confusing costumes so as not to be recognized. these costumes are included but no limited to; a juggling jester, a traveling magician, and a bear tamer (????)

Arthur is like “me? King??? I’m ten!!!!” and Merlin shows up out of nowhere to be like “head up kid this is ur destiny time to go to war I believe in u”

Arthur’s like “who tf are you????” And Merlins like “the ancient power that orchestrated your birth and entire life and will now guide you into being a king of legend” and Arthur’s like “oh ok 0-0”

Arthur: Merlin stop spitting cryptic prophecies at the dinner table ur scaring the guests

Some king is like “my prophets say I must kill the silver haired child to win the war!!” And Merlin shows up as a nine year old and is like “u fucking dork no of course u don’t have to sacrifice children I will keep you from killing me with my creepy grass powers leaving only a faint song on the breeze in my wake”

He proceeds to show this king two straight up fucking dragons before being like “btw ur destined to die and fail in being king lol see ya sucker” and then vanishes into the wind and disappears for like ten chapters

That time where he’s like “come Arthur we must go to a lake to talk to my creepy faerie girlfriend nimue so she can give you a sweet kickass sword”

Arthur’s like “check out this bomb table I inherited isn’t it neat lol” and Merlin responds with “I was there when that table was made 10,000 years ago I met the man who built it with the help of fae and dwarfs and laced the gold into the top of it and that is really a magical table I helped create with spoopy magic powers” and Arthur’s once again goes “oh ok 0-0”

Arthur is king for 2.3 seconds before Merlin is like “hey remember my faerie girlfriend well she’s going to seal me in an oak tree for hundreds of years lol bye loser good luck being king” and that’s exactly what happens (Arthur doesn’t take it well)

These are just the things I could remember but dear god is this bitch hilarious I love him sm

The Vest

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x reader

Prompt: The reader helps Judith with a gift for Daryl

Setting: Based off of S10E11

Word Count: 1451

Warnings: A little bit of angst - mostly just fluff

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*A follow up to The Poncho

A/N: Here’s a little fluff/angst imagine for some comfort from our favorite archer during these hard times. I hope everyone is staying safe - we will get through this! My inbox is open if anyone needs a friend to talk to ♥

You had been making little presents for Daryl ever since the prison. You had gifted him a poncho, which he loved and still had to this day. You like to put your skills to use to crochet clothes and blankets for the people of Alexandria and Hilltop. You tended to be the person that everyone went to when they needed something mended or blankets needed made for winter approaching. Whenever you had down time, you would work on little gifts for different people - Daryl being the most common one.

You’d like to think that the poncho you made for him all those years ago was the beginning of when your friendship began blossoming into something more. Now, nearly ten years later, you’ve been with the archer for a couple of which. He still gets shy to this day when you gift him different things, whether it be something you made him or something you found on a run. You love Daryl and look for any opportunity to spoil him.

This had all come about because you gifted Judith with a handmade quilt. She absolutely adored it and brought up you teaching her how to repair clothes. A few days after beginning to teach her, she took notice of how torn apart Daryl’s winged vest was becoming, which she brought up to you. She wanted to surprise her favorite uncle by repairing the faded away wing on the vest - but she needed your help. You loved the idea, knowing Daryl would be very happy - he loved that vest.

So over the next few days, you and Judith would spend an hour or two each night working on the vest. Daryl thought that he had lost it, which made it all the better. He asked you if you had seen it anywhere, pretty upset that he couldn’t seem to find it. You played along, helping him “look for it” throughout your shared house. Eventually, Daryl gave up, defeated and mad that he lost it. You felt bad that he was upset but you knew it would only make the surprise so much better.

And so, after over a week of working on it together, you and Judith finished up repairing the wing on his vest. Everyone was preparing for the horde to come through Hilltop, and it seemed like a good time for some heartfelt moments. You gave the vest to Judith and told her you would meet her downstairs, finishing getting ready in the spare room. When you came out of the room, Daryl had just come over to see Judith - sitting on the love-seat. You knew that she was upset, she had been all day - this was supposed to try to ease her worries. You waited in the hall above the stairs, giving them a moment - Judith needs her Uncle Daryl right now.

“Hey,” Daryl calls out softly as he approaches Judith, limping slightly as he walks. You cringe at the sight, anger flowing through your veins at the sight of your man so beat up. Alpha would pay for what she did to him. “You should be with the other kids.”

“I wanna help.” You smile as Judith stands, crossing her arms and giving Daryl that same look that Michonne does. This girl certainly was Rick and Michonne’s daughter. “I can fight.”

“I know ya can. I’m sorry about today... You didn’t need to see those bodies like that.” Your smile drops into a sad one at the memory of more of your people fallen at the hands of the Whisperers. Daryl had no reason to apologize, it was them who needed to pay. You lean against the railing as they continue talking, your mind wandering as fear begins to work its way back into your veins.

“I’m not scared.” Judith insists, her doe eyes saying otherwise.

“I know yer not. Maybe I am, a little bit.” Daryl confesses, his tone dropping slightly. Your heart warms, a memory of Daryl screaming at you that “he ain’t afraid of nothin” hitting you. He’s come such a long way over the years, he’s almost unrecognizable to the man you first met back in Atlanta. Judith goes on confessing things she might be afraid of, your heart sinking when she says she’s afraid of losing Daryl.

Tears well in your eyes at the thought of ever losing him, which you rapidly blink away. You can’t think like that.

“There ain’t no shame in that... You know who you’re fighting for.” Daryl responds. You watch as Judith lifts the vest off of the chair, holding it up for him to see. He brings a hand over his mouth and grins widely, your own smile forming at his. “It’s for luck.” Judith smiles.

“No way,” He says, taking the vest from her hands “I love it.” He throws it on, turning around for her to see. “How do I look?” He asks, making Judith giggle. You smile and stand up straight, getting ready to head down to speak to Daryl before the fight begins.

“It looks good.” Your heart flutters when Daryl chuckles in response. You adore that little laugh of his.

You make your way down the long stairs, both of their eyes turning to look up at you. Daryl’s smile grows when you make eye contact, your heart skipping in your chest as you come down. “There’s one more thing.” Daryl sighs, bending slightly to look into Judith’s eyes as you head over to them. “If during the fight, Y/N comes looking for you and RJ... You go with her. Whether you know where I am or not. Okay?” He asks. You place your hand on her back as her head drops. “Hey? You gotta promise me.”

After a moment, Judith nods lightly, looking up at Daryl then at you. “I promise.” Daryl smiles again and pulls her into a hug, looking up at you as he hugs her. You blink away tears hastily as they hug, all sorts of emotions overwhelming you.

After they part, Judith smiles up at you then starts heading out to be with the other kids. You look up into Daryl’s eyes, sadness overwhelming you. He chews at his bottom lip for a second before you step into his arms and hug his torso. He hugs you back immediately, something that he has learned over the years with you. You take a deep breath to calm yourself, his comforting smell washing around you as you lean in his chest.

“Hey,” He says, pulling back enough to look at you. “We’re gonna be okay.” He assures you. You nod and smile sadly, blinking away fresh tears. Daryl raises his hand and brushes them away with the back of his hand, his rough hand stroking your cheek gently. You lean into his touch and close your eyes.

“I can’t lose you...” You mutter, bringing your hand up to cup his on your cheek, pressing a kiss to it before meeting his blue eyes.

“You won’t.” He promises, pulling you back into his chest. You stay like that for a moment, enveloped in each other’s arms, appreciating one another for what could be the last time. He presses a kiss to the top of your head and you move back, arms still wrapped around his torso, leaning your face up to look up at him. Your eyes drop to his pink lips before going back to his blue eyes. The look you make drives him crazy, he could never get enough of you in his arms.

Daryl leans in slightly, pressing his forehead to yours and looking into your eyes. Your raise your face just enough and press your lips against his very gently. His arms around your body tighten, holding you close in the soft, slow kiss. He normally didn’t like to show so much PDA outside of your room, but this time was different. A war was just outside those gates. You part slowly, foreheads pressed together and breathing heavily - soaking in the intimate moment.

When you pull away, you shoot him a smile, nodding your head at him in a way you’ve picked up from him over the years. “Lemme see it.” You smile. His grin returns and he turns, showing you the vest.

“You like it?” You ask as he turns back around.

“O’course. You been teaching her?” He asks, referring to Judith.

“Yeah. She wanted to surprise you.”

“You two are the best.” He smiles, throwing his arm over your shoulder. “C’mon. We got a fight to win.” And so you follow him out of the doors, heading toward the gates to prepare for battle - knowing exactly what the two of you are fighting for.

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You Down With PPD - Ya You Know Me

Who's down with PPD? Every last mommayyyyy! PPD or PPA, also known as postpartum depression and postpartum anxiety with a side of IDGAF, and a bunch of other acronyms used in the mom world. Apparently our exhaustion has taken away our ability to actually spell things out, amongst other things. Idk.

The moral of this sob story is just that, fucking sobbing. All the time. For no reason. Or wait. There is a reason. Postpartum depression is the reason. I don't have to be Hayden Panettiere and do a People interview for you to believe that it's real. I'm here, in all of my non-celeb, maybe a little self proclaimed celeb glory, to tell you that this shit is real. As real as contractions before drugs. And it's fucking awful.

This isn't my first yee-haw at the rodeo for the anxious and depressed. I, like hundreds of others, have struggled with anxiety and depression my entire life. No, not I'm nervous and sad. More like I can't breathe can someone pass me a razor blade. With that, sometime around month three and change of knockin out this kid, I noticed the signs I hoped would never come.

To be honest, I thought PPD was something that, if it was going to happen, happened within the first few weeks, max six. Aside from being able to have sex isn't that what the six week postpartum check is for? Check for loose screws? Apparently not.

Today my little girl turned four months. She is beautiful. She is healthy. On good days, MY good days, she makes my heart full beyond measure. But not every day can be a good day. That's life, right? It's so easy to type out and even to say out loud, but in my head, in my soul, and in the core of so many other moms those bad days are dark holes that instead of even attempting to crawl out of, we'd rather just be buried.

I have everything. I have what some will spend their whole lives wishing for. I have a child. Something that some women, who so deserve the honor of being called mommy, will never have. Yet here I sit on those bad days and I hold my daughter, trying to be happy, because I SHOULD be, but all I can do is cry. I wake up countless times unable to breathe because something terrible is bound to happen to my baby. There are nights I lay next to my husband and wish I was just alone. I love him endlessly, but those bad days take that away from me.

Depression takes everything away from you. Anxiety makes you fucking batty over it all. It's a balancing act setting you up for failure the moment you wake up. But, contrary to what some (ignorant AF) people may think, we are not crazy. We're not unappreciative. We're not miserable. We're not bad moms or wives, children, or siblings. We're sick.

I've been blessed to drive the crazy train my whole life so when that moment, those thoughts, hit me like a ton of bricks, I knew what to do, who to call, and more importantly the pills to take. Sometimes all you need is Zoloft, a benzo, and a puppy. The point is, don't wait. As moms we're going a million miles a minute and instead of investing the slightest bit of time in ourselves we just think hey, maybe feeling this way is normal. Well it's not. So if you're reading this, and you think you might feel a little more than just sad, make the call.

To those reading that are stuck between I love you but I don't know what to do, please be patient. The battle is exhausting and we're sorry you're caught in the crossfire, but don't be mistaken, we will win this war. Mommies are warriors. Some have the stripes to prove it #PalmersCocoButterLies

On that note, I'm going to take my pills and google quotes about darkness. Here's to hoping we get some sleep tonight.

Xox. PLB.