due to what happened today i will not post anything until i feel better, today we lost a beautiful and amazing human being who helped a lots of people, including myself, thru hard times. my condolences go to his family and shinee members. please never forget to seek help if you are going thru hard times you’re are NOT alone you’re loved and you matter! i’ll be here if you ever need to talk to someone don’t lock yourself go and seek help now it might seem that no one cares but believe me a lots of people do so please speak to someone you trust or family.
mike wheeler starts wearing pink at least every other day. when the boys ask if it’s her new favorite color, she puts her hands on her hips, tilts her chin up, and boldly tells them that it is. what she doesn’t tell them is that she’s taught el how to wash dirty laundry and she’s not yet mastered the art of separating red shirts from white shirts.
I was really hoping someone would ask for this one. It’s so cute!
“You made gingerbread zombies?”
Marvin only realises how long he’s been cooped up in his room
practising magic when he finally looks out the window and sees that
it’s getting dark outside. A quick check on the clock tells him
that it’s 5pm and he’s been working for longer than he’d like
to admit. He decides that with that realisation, he might as well get
himself a drink and maybe something to eat, and ask Jackie what he’s
been up to.
The moment he opens his door, he’s hit with the unmistakable
smell of gingerbread. Now he knows that it was definitely worth it to
leave his cave for a little while.
He follows his nose into the kitchen and finds Jackie there, to
his surprise accompanied by Robbie. Had he known that Robbie was
coming over, he wouldn’t have spent his whole day in his room. His
little brother deserves to see more of him than just a closed door.
Marvin leans against the doorway and just watches, because the
other two haven’t noticed him yet. He looks on fondly as Jackie
takes ahold of Robbie’s shaky, uncoordinated hands and helps him
draw patterns of icing onto the cookie in front of him. Robbie grins
happily as he watches the lines curl smoothly onto the cookie, and he
chatters some unintelligible words of joy when it’s finally done.
Jackie laughs fondly and ruffles the zombie’s hair.
“Alright, buddy, which one’s the next one?” he asks and
watches Robbie look over the undecorated cookies excitedly. His head
snaps up when he hears a small knock against the doorframe, Marvin
making himself known, and his expression quickly melts back into a
Robbie notices too, and he quickly throws an arm up in an
enthusiastic wave. “Marr!”
Marvin chuckles happily and pushes himself away from the
doorframe. “What are you two up to?”
“Cookies!” Robbie exclaims excitedly and Jackie laughs, adding
a small “yeah, what he said”.
Marvin makes his way over to stand between the two of them and
check out the gigantic mess they’ve made. There’s multiple plates
of gingerbread cookies, some looking rather misshapen, three bags of
icing, all different colours, and multiple bowls and containers of
other decorations – candies, edible sparkles, sugar beads, the good
stuff. Some of it has spilled onto the table and not all decorated
cookies are perfect and smudge-free either, but Marvin isn’t one to
mind the mess.
He looks at the cookie Robbie has just finished and chuckles. “You
made gingerbread zombies?”
Robbie nods enthusiastically, his purple hair flying everywhere,
and Jackie explains. “It was Robbie’s idea. He said if there are
gingerbread men, there must be gingerbread zombies too, right?” he
looks at Robbie while he says that, and Robbie grins proudly. He
signs “friend”. “Oh yeah,” Jackie laughs. “We made some
Marvin smiles and stares at the mess of cookies on the table for a
few seconds. He loves the idea, and even more he loves seeing his
boyfriend and his little brother bonding and being happy. But above
all he loves gingerbread. And now that he thinks about it, he’s
pretty dang hungry.