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s-leary replied to your post “oh good lord”

What kind of fucking monster—? The kids were promised cake! Do they KNOW how much cake means at that age?!

I mean, the cake is in our house, we can eat it at any time, but like. The point was to see everybody by the limited means available, and deciding we’re just not gonna have it be a thing so you’ll have to just eat birthday cake for no reason by yourselves– I mean, the kids would be okay? ish? because they’re getting cake? but they had been promised seeing Cousins and Oma and Opa and it would be really weird and strange to go back on that when there’s… basically… zero setup? in that? It’d almost be *more* understandable to cancel an in-person party!! 

Anyway, MathMom’s sibling got over her snit and re-allowed it and rescheduled it and then, ha ha,  after coordinating a time and us getting ourselves all set for that time, MM’s phone went off 24 minutes early and I had to go find her and get the table set up in such a hurry the kids almost missed the whole thing because they were basically blowing out the candles as the phone connected. 

It’s goddamn hard to believe they actually give a shit about MM when they keep doing that shit to her. I only happened to be near her phone because she had it plugged in so its not-great battery would have a chance to charge up, and she was off somewhere else entirely in the house, and you bet your ass she was keeping a close eye on the time and would have come back five minutes before the scheduled time to set everything up and would’ve then had to explain to her kids that she’d missed the call because they’d jerked her around and done it early.

I THINK that this is partly retaliation because this same sibling tried to set up a virtual tea party sometime a couple of weeks ago, and MM said politely oh no I don’t think I can make that work with my kids’ schedule at the time you want, it’s okay, please do it without me and tell me again next time, I’ll try to work it in better then. And then, sure enough, while we were in the middle of something else, her phone went off and it was them with the virtual tea party hangout, and MM just didn’t pick up the phone because, as she’d said, she wasn’t available, we really were in the middle of something. I bet you ANYTHING this is partly punishment for that.

sugarspiceandcursewords replied to your post “oh good lord”

Oh, what the actual fuck, people. Give SOME thought to the rest of the world outside your bubble. Zoom sucks but you promised this so FOLLOW THROUGH.

And also, like, ALL IT IS is a Zoom, it’s not like your migraine or your overblown sense of drama is going to be all that put out by letting your sister’s kids watch your kid over the phone. The parents barely talked, Oma interviewed each of the grandkids and they all fidgeted wildly and were excited and ate a lot of sugar and that was that. 

grrlcookery replied to your post “oh good lord”

Please imagine me crounched over the zoom camera, hissing at asshat family like an enraged little gargoyle or something

Ha, good image, but also, like, please understand I spent the entire Zoom call making faces across the table because I wasn’t in the shot, so basically I *was* silently hissing like a gargoyle through like half of it.

I do like her family, genuinely, as people, but as a collective, they fucking suck, and anyway, she’s mine now and they can’t have her.

clotpoleofthelord replied to your post “today’s installment of the mouths of babes”

Thomas would LOVE to write letters to them, if you’re looking for more penpals!

oh sure! That would be fun too! oh I haven’t written back to you yet, have I! It’s all gotten very disorganized, I had a list for a while and then I lost the list and now am just sending shit at random and it’s very incomplete. Whoops! 

csevet: weird niche drama i’ve found in vintage

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csevet:

weird niche drama i’ve found in vintage sewing machine facebook groups

singer groups: look at my machine! it has flowers on it!

kenmore groups: look at my machine! it sews through ten layers of denim!

*sobs* all i want in life is a Kenmore made the year my parents married is this too much to ask
– signed, My 2009 Singer Has Spent Nine Of The Last Ten Years Broken In A Series Of Different Ways

witchofmorena: punk-jaskier: I cant decide if I like the idea of it being Geralt that little 13...

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witchofmorena:

punk-jaskier:

I cant decide if I like the idea of it being Geralt that little 13 year old Jaskier was making heart eyes over the banquet table at or if it was someone else.

Like, it’d be pretty funny if it was Lambert and the first time he meets him he’s like “ITS YOU!!!!!!!!!!! 💗0💗” and once Jaskier explains Lambert uses this knowledge to 1. Flirt hard with Jaskier because that’s adorable. And 2. Make Geralt EXTREMELY jealous because that’s hilarious.

ladyahiru:

But…does Geralt remember the doey eyed 13 year old???

punk-jaskier:

Jaskier’s graduation advisor at Oxenfurt: so Julian, what are your life goals for after you leave the college?

Jaskier: hmm well, be the first to win the Bardic tournament two years in a row, write at least one banger that’s popular over the entire continent. And uhhh have sex with at least one witcher???

Jaskier’s poor grad advisor: wait, what?

Jaskier: yeah I know, two years in a row is ambitious, but I think I can do it.

This poor poor man: No no. I mean…yes that is ambitious but thats… not what was worrying.

Jaskier, dumb as rocks: write a hit? Isnt that every bardic student’s goal???

This grad advisor is wondering how Jaskier passed his classes now: no. The um…the witcher…bit?

Jaskier, fucking finally getting it: OHHHHHH yeah I saw one kill a pack of drowners in my hometown when I was around 13 and kind of fell in love. He was so big and strong and saved all of Lettenhove and he stayed for dinner when my father insisted and I just stared at him the whole evening. Also I’m a slut for danger.

This grad advisor did NOT ask Jaskier!: oh um. Okay.

Jaskier: 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

witchertrashbag why would you hide these? they are great?

#geralt finds out jaskier had this crush once they’re together and he thinks its lambert#and he’s dreading introducing jaskier to lambert because his little broken heart knows destiny has no hand with him and jaskier#and he thinks when jaskier sees lambert all this will be over#but they meet#and turns out its not lambert#so lambert is bummed but geralt is paNICKED#because wHo Is iTT?????#he wants to figure it out but he also doesn’t want to reintroduce jaskier to the witcher he is fated to be beside#because Geralt is That Dramatic and has absolutely blown this out of proportion#he introduces Jaskier to Coen#its not Coen#but by now Jaskier has cottoned on because Geralt mistakes quietness for subtlety#but he’s not subtle#jaskier starts teasing him gently#then one night geralt just loses it#and jaskier finds him talking to roach *near tears*#and instead of going away he goes in and stands real close#and roach SHOVES them together and they kiss#and geralt knows and feels that what they have is stronger than Destiny#and then they run into eskel#and its eskel

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For some reason I’ve just been super-anxious today. I think it’s misplaced excitement, that Dude is coming out to visit today? I don’t know! It’s like I’m nervous to see him? I first realized something was up with me when I was trying to text with him about whether he should bring anything here and I freaked out that he wasn’t replying to my messages for like, 15 minutes, and I was like I think he’s mad at me and it wasn’t until one of the kids was like “wait who’s mad at you?” that I was like ah fuck, I’m nattering on out loud about this and it’s weird enough that the kids are confused by it? That’s not constructive.

So I sat and tried to work on things, and we had the kids playing outside and I kept, like, going and fixing the things they were playing with, because it would be more effective this way or that way and… they’re playing… in the mud… because it’s spring… literally none of it matters so what the fuck am I doing interfering??? I mean I had to intervene a couple times because of like, stuck boots or lost items or whatever, but I kept being like no hold it like this it’ll work better and shit and like… it’s… childrens’… games. Chill the fuck out!!!

It took me probably longer than it should have for me to realize I was freaking out and duh that’s an anxiety attack. In my defense, I seldom have them, and there was no? reason? for me? to have one? now of all times??? what the fuck.

so I backed off the kids and made myself just sit quietly and observe without intervening for a bit, and backed off myself and stopped trying to actually do anything constructive, and just sat there and fretted without trying to do anything else, and eventually it has sort of eased and I’m indoors and comfortable. 

Probably gonna start drinking in a bit. Either it’ll help or it won’t but it’s delicious stuff, I made a bunch of iced tea drinks yesterday and stuck them in nalgene in the fridge.

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s-leary replied to your post “bonus chapter: Jaskier POV”

I live for your portrayals of petty academic disputes

mikkeneko replied to your post “bonus chapter: Jaskier POV”

thank you for this GIFT

Hee hee hee! It’s my favorite headcanon, that Jaskier is a fucking nightmare genius at petty academia. Listen, he survived a childhood at court, none of these fuckers can even touch him. (Though, this is why he resisted becoming very drawn in and stuck to adjuncting for so long, because goddamn, he survived a childhood at court, he wasn’t going near those fuckers without a goddamn exit plan handy at any time.)

Of course, my next step is to figure out how to write him actually going to Kaer Morhen. He resisted before, but partly because a) Geralt was kind of intensely underselling it* and b) it’s a big commitment to go get snowed in somewhere real cold for months?? 

* further examination: why tf was Geralt underselling it so hard? (shoutouts to akilah12902 for doing a reread of the whole series for me to remind me whether I’d had Geralt mention any family by name, because the downside of writing long sprawling series with multiple timelines is that you kind of forget what you said and wind up wasting a lot of precious writing time rereading your own shit and forgetting what it was you were trying to find out if you’d already said) and the answer is that he’s worried his boyfriend won’t like his family and vice-versa and it’s sort of an understandable anxiety because of who all of them are, as people. 

Anyway. I have a couple of little scenes I’m still picking through and then the Jaskier Goes To Kaer Morhen thing I finally gave up and started on the side when Eskel and Triss were refusing to self-choreograph their sex scene, so. Hopefully? even with various Real Life changes coming up? i can still bang out a few more updates fairly imminently? we’ll see. 

“Almost there,” Eskel said, gruffly gentle as he had been so long ago– twenty years?– when he’d met Jaskier. “Just a bit farther. It’s warm in the dining hall, there’s a fire going, and Geralt’s probably there by now.”

“Who else is here?” Jaskier asked. 

Eskel threw him a startled glance. “Oh,” he said. “I mean, all of us. Me and Geralt and Lambert and Vesemir. Oh, and Coen, from the Griffin School. And then Triss and Ciri. That’s everyone.”

“Lambert,” Jaskier said, “and Vesemir. Should I know who they are?”

Eskel blinked at him. “Geralt’s never even mentioned them?”

Jaskier shook his head. Ciri had mentioned an Uncle Vesemir, maybe, but. Geralt had never spoken in any detail about any of them. “Not by name.”