I don’t know how many of y'all are religious or spiritual people, but can y'all please keep my cousin and my Meemaw in your thoughts?
My cousin is only a year older than me and she’s had brain cancer for about a year now. She’s done treatments for that whole year and the cancer isn’t going away. I am so sad, y'all have no idea how sad I feel and how much I have cried over it. We (my family) are taking it a day at a time. We are cherishing every moment we spend with her. Her cancer is very aggressive and at this point the doctors don’t even know what could happen. Y'all, she is a part of me. I’ve always looked up to her, she’s an angel. She has been so positive throughout this whole ordeal and she has been strong. She is my rock and I can’t imagine my life without her. I get so anxious thinking about the cancer taking her life, especially when I am not around her. I know there is nothing I can do but be there for her, but I get scared. I don’t want her life to be cut short this way. It has ate at me for months and months.
My Meemaw is extremely sick. She has a lot of health problems that are very life threatening. Every day is a struggle for her, she has been in and out of the hospital constantly for the last three years. I am so scared to get that text or call, saying she didn’t make it through the night. I do not see her often. I’m not able to due to working so much and the drive is so far. I go every few months, but I can’t go any more than that. My mom is a wreck over this. She is closer to her than anyone in my family, she has taken care of her throughout all of her sickness. Every time my mom comes to visit me or vise versa, she sits with me and updates me on the situation. She always ends up crying in my arms. My grandma is her best friend. She has been there for her all of her life. She can’t imagine her life without her. She loves her so much. The situation hurts me so badly, because she is my grandma but seeing my Mama like that tears my heart to pieces.
This is probably the most personal thing I have ever posted. I know I post nudes, but that’s just my body. This is going on in my actual life, this involves the people closest to my heart. My family is hurting right now. Please keep my family as a whole in your thoughts. To anyone who has read this, I appreciate it so much. ❤️

Good News / 3 AWAY FROM 1K?!?!

After my road test in Bath, my aunt and I finished the journey to visit my parents and four sisters, who I haven’t seen since October. It was such a nice visit! Saturday we even threw a surprise 50th birthday for my dad and I haven’t seen him that happy since we got our little puppy. Also the rest of my family (like cousins) viewed me as an adult!!!!

But also things must come to an end and after an amazing weekend I had to leave to come back today. This past week has been a whirlwind of emotions and to top it off my littlest sister just called crying saying how she missed me already.

I want to thank each and every one of you for sticking with me and giving so much support. Honestly I thought I was alone in this whole thing but you guys proved me delightfully wrong.

ALSO, what better way to end all this shit than with ONE OF THE BIGGEST MILESTONES?! I’M FRIGGING THREE FOLLOWERS AWAY FROM ONE FRIGGING THOUSAND. Thank you so much and I’m going to be posting normally again, don’t worry.

I think one of the things I really like about chickens is how accessible they are.

Like, I was telling my cousin about how I had finally gotten a mille de fleur hen I’d been searching for for two years and she sort of gasped and asked how much I had to spend for it and I told her $5.

I just had to find one, not save up for it.

can you imagine. Library au Keith and hunk work in receiving, processing new shipments/donations and putting books back from the dropoff chute. Pidge is IT support for the library and keeps the servers secure and lightning fast and definitely doesn’t spy on people with her network. Shiro and lance are the receptionists bc Lance thought it would be a good way to meet some smokin bodies and shiro just really loves books okay. Coran owns the building and Allura manages it and takes down all the mouse traps Coran puts up because “they’ve never chewed anything or pooped on the books, Coran!" 

 And there are the usual library shenanigans including but not limited to 

  •  - a closet full of books. no context it’s just there and Coran wants it to stay. 
  •  - squirrels sneaking in through the dropoff chute when the weather gets colder - hunk and keith hunting the squirrels bc they’re not always busy
  • - hunk wanting to be humane only and Keith slowly putting his knife away
  •  - Keith this is a library why do you have a knife
  •  - *squints into the horizon like a war veteran* squirrels
  •  - pidge suggesting that the mice are helping the squirrels
  •  - keith’s war against rodents begins and Allura scrambles to set up cozy hiding spots for them all just out of Keith’s reach
  •  - and then he finds his pistachios MISSING and his pear has been nibbled upon and he mc freaking loses it
  •  - shiro puts this sign up on the dropoff chute very quietly and kindly and he just kind of puffs up knowing that he’s done a Good Deed
  •  - people start obeying the sign and Lance leaves the front doors open so he can hear it every single time it happens. He has a tally chart.
  • - the chute opens one day without anyone shouting down it and Keith runs upstairs and looks around "did you see any squirrels ma'am" 
  • - Lance is dying bc it was him. 
  •  - klance makeouts between the bookshelves 
  • - the dudes from the computer repair shop next door coming in and asking if any of the webcams in the library had mysteriously turned on too 
  • - pidge is a good liar bc obviously she was behind it. 
  •  - hunk and allura putting food for the squirrels on the roof in an attempt to keep them safe from Keith 
  • - hunk and allura realizing that the squirrels are determined, suicidal little shits and so they just put food in the corner of the library or up on the highest bookshelves and hope that their tails will do the dusting for them 
  • - shiro sighing at literally everything as he hand feeds the squirrels 
  • - is he Snow White like how does he do that 
  •  - Keith’s Betrayed Face when he sees shiro schmoozing the squirrels 
  • - *whispers* I thought you loved me 
  • - shiro rolling his eyes so hard he goes and joins a bowling league 
  •  - the dudes from the computer repair shop coming back AGAIN and asking if show tunes had started playing in the library 
  • - pidge must physically remove herself from their presence bc she’s trying very hard not to cackle like an overlord 
  • - Keith brings in a CAT 
  • - allura is horrified and literally clutches her chest 
  •  - Lance falls in love with the cat, feeds it treats and snacks and gives it lazy toys until it gets ULTRA FAT 
  • - Keith comes to the conclusion that his bf sabotaged his cat plan on purpose and cuts off the nookie supply for a month
  •  - worst month of everyone’s lives tbh 
  • - hunk begs Keith to please just fuck Lance again 
  • - a hanjo in the Scientology section at the very least please please please 
  •  - pidge and shiro end up stuck in the weird book closet somehow 
  • - shiro COULD break down the door but that’s just a lot of work 
  • - why break things when you could have a book fight 
  • - they throw a couple hundred paperbacks at each other for 20 minutes 
  •  - pidge builds a throne of books and rules her domicile (400 books and shiro) with cunning and dignity 
  • - until shiro slaps her in the face with a copy of pride and prejudice and the war begins anew 
  • - the library has like three floors and everyone knows to stay out of the left wing of the third floor during lunch breaks bc Lance and Keith honestly don’t care if u see their butts they will not stop 
  • - shiro or hunk lifting pidge onto their shoulders to put more food on the shelves for the squirrels 
  • - the general populace of the town not being weirded out by any of the shenanigans in the library 
  • - it’s just another beautiful day in mr Roger’s neighbourhood for them 
  • - Keith runs by them with a knife in his teeth and a net in his hands? Totally normal


for @ladyliberty7476 who wanted some more usnavi and sonny,, aka the worlds best cousins who love each other very very much

hey guys so my grandfathers been a cubs fan his whole life and baseball had been a really big part of his life and it’s always been something that he’s loved and cared about so much. baseball and the cubs team has given my siblings, cousins, his children, and myself something to connect to him with.

if you guys could go like / retweet the tweet above that would mean so much to me!!! It’s a contest and the winners get to be one of the ring bearers to the Chicago cubs baseball team on opening night !!

My twitter handle is @GroovyWill !! If u like / retweet just message me on here or on twitter and I’ll follow you back and love u forever

clockwork-mockingbird  asked:

Just rural area things: running over a snake den with a lawnmower and cursing while you flee from copperheads


When I was a wee thing of about 10, we went to visit m Ohio family  at their “campground”  which was really more of a trailer park surrounding a reptile, bug and angry swan-infested sump, but baby Gallus thought this was AWESOME.  Spent the whole trip catching frogs and turtles and a Wolf Spider the size of my palm which damn near gave Aunt Mickey a heart attack.  Sorry.

However, I had grown up in the relatively venomous snake-free cradle of the CA coast, so I had no natural aversion to reptiles, much less knowledge of what the eastern ones looked like.

So you can see how I thought that the dark gray and kind of dusty-looking snake coiled up perfectly still outside Mrs. Bolghet’s trailer was an unusually realistic-looking lawn ornament, and I leaned down to get a better look at the detailing.

Cousin Jay Jay remembers watching me “Do A Fuckin’ Ninja Flip” to Back The Fuck Up as the Cottonmouth, in a perfectly reasonable response to having some freaky-ass mammal in it’s face, lunged at me.  I remember thinking “huh, their mouths really are white’ as it rustled it’s ass back into the lake and I waited for my heart to start beating again.

Jay Jay, realizing that there were some gaps in my outdoor knowledge, spent the rest of the afternoon with me, marching about the woods and identifying various plants and bugs and SNAKES out of his Boy Scout handbook until he was reasonably satisfied that I wasn’t going to die in the woods, and cajoled the turtle-hunting secrets out of me.  

(The secret is to look for the tiny triangle-shapes their noses make when they poke out of the water, and you have to spot them a good 30 feet off or they’ll see you first and run off.  Then, you move extra slow.  Ever see a heron standing on one leg as it takes literally 10 minutes to put the other foot down?  like that.  once you’re close enough, lower hands to the SIDE of the turtle, so you’re going to have  a good grip it can’t kick out of, then grab it with your jedi-like reflexes and lift UP immediately.

Then you can carry the snapper back to the campsite and wake up your uncle by using the turtle to bite his beer can in half and make him scream like Fay Wray while you and your cousin howl like gibbons on nitrous oxide.

You will be grounded but it is totally worth it.)

no i dont wanna hear about your cousin’s sister in law’s best friend’s younger brother had the same thing i had and now hes cured

no i dont wanna hear about how one person with my illness isnt as bad as me so you dont understand why im in so much pain

no i dont wanna hear your suggestions on how to cure my illness, if you think theres a cure, youre already too ignorant to be talking.

so please stop talking.

It always strikes me when fanfiction authors leave notes like “sorry this chapter is late I was just in the hospital next one will be out sooner” “I apologize for not posting for a week I had to fly to my cousin’s funeral but this chapter is longer to make up for it” “sorry this is late I was in a car accident so I’ll only be posting once a week while I recover :)” like WTF these people are so freaking devoted and amazing when they 100% don’t have to be??? I get this amazing shit for free, how??? Like, I’ll have slight knee pains and postpone my writing. Fanfic authors just amaze me, man.


My cousin wanted to do this (she’s in 7th grade)….so this is it….haha

Criteria: I watch so much shit and have so much faves so I just went by the last anime/manga I read/watched and chose my favorite characters from them (also, as you can tell, I got too excited talking about Todo and I messed up in the Kakashi one, the last two lines should be color-switched)

Bonus Killing Stalking ones (I had to)!

my cuz rules

Confession:  As with the warden it’s hinted that all potential Inquisitors may have existed. So in my mind, Inquisitors of the same race are also all somehow related. I created one for every romance and at least one for every race and gender. The three descendants of Clan Lavellan (all who look different since there seem to be various families within the clans, maybe the blood of some former city elves), the Trevelyan twins (fraternal twins, rogue and warrior, as it’s said in both cases that they are the youngest of the family) and their oldest brother (a mage), the Cadash cousins, my two Adaar… I had way too much fun. Plus for me it added some extra emotion to my characters’ storylines, since it would mean they all suffered personal losses at the conclave as well, which would give them all the more reason to bring Corypheus down. Like, my mage Lavellan lost her best friends or my warrior Trevelyan mourns his twin sister as well as his beloved elder brother, who he rarely saw since he lived at the circle. I just love how the game gives you the opportunity to invest your mind in this and shape your character and their backgrounds with your own imagination.

Boyfriend Haechan

Lmao haechan didn’t like you

-when ever asked about you


haechan didnt like your presence
worst thing was

you always had to see him
because mark as your cousin
An your parents wanted you to be a model and dancer

so here you are working hard
When haechan first saw you he knew you were related to mark

i can feel it
So moving on
He had to help you

“i want to kill my self”
“Shut up I’m suffering as much as you are”
You actually had a crush on Winwin
“Isnt he amazing?”

“Y/n you’re an idiot”
You and Haechan grew close
But he still hated you

Y/n-ssi stop thinking about si cheng and focus.
“I can’t i just really like him”

And bam his crush on you was crushed
Haechan actually liked you

Since you both met
But he also hated you

He became cold towards
After your debut
He never spoke to you again
“What’s wrong?”

“None of your business”
So then you visited Mark after promotions
And as soon as Haechan saw

You his ass was out the door lmao
You didn’t cry you just felt hurt

“Hey, Mark..Why does he hate me?”
And mark just laughed

Like thx u idiot for making me feel great

Okay dude chill.
“He actually likes you. Why are you so oblivious?”

Because im related to you

So then you chased haechan

And then you found him talking to Si cheng
“Oh my god Si cheng looks so cute today”

And then you saw haechan and you ran to him

Both Winwin and Haechan looked at you
“Lee Donghyuck”

He had a questionable look

“I..Like you”
And then you felt to your knees
“You do?”

And winwin is just there confused af
He smiled as he said something to Winwin

“Mark told you didn’t he?”

He sighed as he looked at you happy.

You walked towards him as you kissed him Lmao winwin was just standing there awkward

“Hey y/n..Do you think we can do it again?” “You need to explain first” “Mark already did”

“Don’t sass me”

“I will and i can”

I hate you

Then why did you kiss me ?

Because you like me and i like you

He smiled “Go out with me” “Are you deman-”

“Then i guess it’s a yes” “I didn’t-”

Lmao both of you were trouble makers.

No one ever messed with you The dream team actually likes you But

because you were with haechan they barely saw you Jeno was like your brother But when

he saw you were dating haechan His ass was out the door

Lmao not being a victim during yaga time

Haechan actually always takes care of you

Even if he is cold sometimes

But when ever someone hurts you

He makes hell

One time jisung came

“Hyung are you taking Y/n out for ice cream?”


He just laughed nervously

“You see we were playing and she fell”

Haechan drops what he is doing.

“And she is bruised”

Haechan stares at him while

The Coconut head runs to his other hyungs to be saved


And then he sees you on the ground looking at the bruise

“Oh my god- are you okay? Do you need anything? Can i kill Jisung?”

You just laughed at how dramatic he is

“Im okay”

And one time Taeil took you

To the supermarket with him

And Haechan thought you were kidnapped

“Call thE POLICE”

In public he doesn’t hold your hand

He puts his arm around you instead.

He loves doing Aegyo is public

One time you and Haechan wanted a game

And you saw Taeyong walking in

By the way you were both looking at him

He knew what you were planning and he was like

“Fuck this shit im out”

And then Johnny. Johnny is your favorite

Because he is always spoiling both of you

He comes in smiling like “ :D ” and you both

Look at him and go from “ =_=|| to :))))”

Taeil is also good at handling you both

But Haechan still salty about the super market thing


Dont get me started with Mark

He is so over protective

Like he doesn’t like it when youre alone with


He is a third wheel

“We are going to the mall”

“Me and Jaemin are going with you”

“We are?”

“Of course we are”

And then the both of you start making noises.

Haechan is like a fucking Ninja

He can sense when you’re down

Like you could be crying and he burst trough

The door asking a million questions

Overall Haechan gets jealous ALL the time

But he pretends he doesn’t

During Christmas he sang “With out U” in front of everyone at the mall

Which ended up in Both of you being chased by Fangirls.

You really love haechan a lot

And he loves you a lot too

anonymous asked:

My best friend had a major crush on a super hot guy who was a bit younger. The other weekend I was at a party and he was there, and she wasn't, we got in the pool and there was so much sexual tension, we started grinding and then he fingered me, infront of my ex too. Later that night we got back together and I gave him head until he came everywhere (all in my hair too). He began to kiss my stomach and then ate me out. His cousin walked in on us, thankfully he never told my bff.


Finally found the motivation to put this down in words. It’s a touch rough in places but I have to be up for work in 8 hours so I can’t fuss over it much more.

Because today is a day that needs some make believe and a bit of sass.

All speech, characters etc. Belong to SJMass. Mors internal monologue is my spin on things.

Also, posting from my phone so apologies for lack of line break. Will fix when I can get to my desktop.



“This is my private residence” Rhys’ voice was smooth, relaxed. As though he hadn’t just stolen the Spring Court bride. It must have gone well then. I hovered for a moment, wanting to hear the voice of this woman who had so completely claimed my cousin without even knowing it.

“How dare you-” I paused, tilting my head as I caught the harsh tone. Perhaps this wasn’t the moment to introduce myself. Still desperately curious, I lingered on the balcony, just out of sight. Rhysand would not be happy, but I had to know what she was like.

“I certainly missed that look on your face.” It didn’t take much to guess that it was not a look of adoration or love - from what I had been told, there had been some kind of understanding towards the end of their time in that terrible place but there was no sign of that in her voice. “You’re welcome, you know”

“For what?”

I couldn’t help it - there was a bite, an edge hostility in her voice I didn’t understand so I risked a quick peek around the corner.

My mind stumbled as I saw Rhys, a wave of sympathy bringing a lump to my throat. Hastily I checked my mental walls were firmly in place. He was stood so close to her - hands stuffed in his pockets like he was trying to stop himself touching her. And Feyre…

The woman Rhys described - strong, weary, beautiful… this was not what I expected. She was so pale, so thin - it was like looking at Rhys when he returned three months ago, starved of the sun and love and hope. Her beauty was still there - hints of it that couldn’t be buried under that hideous mountain of chiffon and tulle, but it was like looking at a shadow of the vision Rhys had given me.

By the Cauldron, what had happened to her?

“For saving you when you asked”

“I didn’t ask for anything”

That’s not what Cassian told me after his plans for a day of drinking themselves unconscious had been abruptly dropped, Rhys winnowing away with her name on his lips.

I winced as Rhys grabbed her hand, snarling as he ripped the gloves from her arms. My breath caught as I saw the tattoo - Illyrian marks twining around her fingers and wrist to her elbow. A wave of sadness swept over me - the look of disgust on her face as she looked at her tattoo… she really had no idea.

“I heard you begging someone, anyone, to rescue you, to get you out. I heard you say no”

Something was wrong. The woman I’d been told about - had demanded to hear about over and over was cowering. Damn Tamlin, what had he been doing to her?

“I didn’t say anything”

“I heard it loud and clear” I couldn’t see what Rhys was doing - he was blocking my view but he showed no signs of releasing her hand or moving away.

“Take me back, now. I didn’t want to be stolen away”

“What better time to take you here? Maybe Tamlin didn’t notice you were about to reject him in front of his entire Court - maybe you can now simply blame it on me.”

I held my breath. She… Rhys had gone to save her after all. Under the cloak of his bargain he had given her an out. He could have waited and let it all fall apart between them and maybe, maybe had a chance but instead he had given her a chance to stay at the Spring Court. I stepped back, no longer able to watch. How much was it costing him, to sound so carefree?

“You’re a bastard. You made it clear enough I had…. Reservations.” A slight smile tugged at my lips. Nice to know he hadn’t gone completely soft.

“Such gratitude, as always”

“What do you want from me?”

“Want? I want you to say thank you, first of all. Then I want you to take of that hideous dress. You look… you look exactly like the doe-eyed damsel he and that simpering priestess want you to be.” His voice was cruel and I knew he was losing it now. The scene painted itself in front of my eyes and I shuddered. Feyre relegated to a trophy wife - no, he would not be pleased by that at all.

“You don’t know anything about me. About us.”

“Does Tamlin? Does her ever ask you why you hurl your guts up every night, or why you can’t go in certain rooms or see certain colors?”

Careful… don’t let her know how much you know. Please, please don’t scare her Rhys.

“Get the hell out of my head.”

“Likewise. You think I enjoy being awoken every night by visions of you puking? You send everything right down the bond, and I don’t appreciate having a front-row seat when I am trying to sleep.”

I held my breath - the bond. Did she know what the bond meant? Surely she couldn’t this it was just their deal, not when he saw so much.


Apparently not.

“As for what else I want from you…. I’ll tell you tomorrow over breakfast. For now, clean yourself up. Rest. Take the stairs to the right, one level down. Your room is the first door.”

Such a lie, Rhysand. You’ll tell her what she needs to hear, not what you truly want. Your self loathing is going to destroy you - and you’ll give yourself away if you can’t get that temper under control.

“Not a dungeon cell?”

I winced - she really thought so little of him that she thought he would do that to her? For a moment I considered walking out there and telling her exactly what he was doing for her. How he had suffered these last three months. But he would not thank me. And I would not spoil whatever plan he was weaving. If he was even weaving one.

“You are not a prisoner Feyre. You made a bargain, and I am calling it in. You will be my guest here, with the privileges of a member of my household. None of my subjects are going to touch you, hurt you or so much as think ill of you here”

“And where might those subjects be?”

“Some dwell here - in the mountain beneath us. They’re forbidden to set foot in this residence. They know they would be signing their death warrant. Amaranthia wasn’t very creative. My Court beneath this mountain has long been feared and she chose to replicate it by violating the space of Prythian’s sacred mountain. So yes: there is a court beneath this mountain - the court your Tamlin now expects me to be subjecting you to. I preside over it every now and then, but it mostly rules itself.”

I risked another look - Rhys sounded like the was trying to calm a frightened child and Cauldron boil me if she didn’t look sick with terror. She hadn’t healed, hadn’t come to terms with anything at all…

It was a festering wound that was destroying her. It explained her appearance, at least, but I was at a loss for how we were going to piece her back together again. Because it was obvious that that fool of a High Lord at the Spring Court wasn’t lifting a finger to help her.

“When - when are you taking me there?”

I closed my eyes. No-one should ever sound that scared. Even knowing the reputation of the Court of Nightmares as I did I knew she had faced worse.

“I’m not. This is my home and the court beneath it is my…. Occupation, as you mortals call it. I do not like for the two to overlap very often.”

“‘You mortals’?”

“Should I consider you something different?”

“And the other denizens of your court?” So quickly she calmed…. And almost sounded amused. She might not want to, but she trusted him, at least. It was a start, an inkling of hope.

“Scattered throughout, dwelling as they wish. Just as you are now free to roam where you wish.”

“I wish to roam home.”

Rhysands laughter was closer - he must have reached his limit. I stepped back, moving to one of the chairs and making an effort to lounge like I hadn’t a care in the world. Or been listening in

“I’m willing to accept your thanks at any time, you know.”

He saw me then, a frown flitting across his face. I was sure a resigned sigh was to follow but before he could get that far, something came flying at a phenomenal speed out of nowhere.

And clocked him right on the back of his head.

My eyes widened at the shocked expression on his face. He spun in place, his cool facade shattered. I looked at the satin shoe lying harmlessly not three feet from me and had to fight the sudden urge to laugh.

This female… for the first time during this whole conversation, I caught a glimmer of just why she was his mate.

“I dare you” He hissed, and I barely had time to blink before his hand snapped up, catching the other shoe inches from his face. As he rendered in into stardust, I saw his eyes narrowing as he considered Feyre


From the slither of fabric and footsteps, I assumed Feyre had retreated to her room as Rhysand once again turned, leaning against the balcony with a defeated expression. Unwilling to let him brood and waste this week with her, I risked baiting him.

“So, that went well.”

His snarl echoed up the hall behind him, more frustration than anger. Beckoning him over and pouring him a drink I’d summoned on a whim, we sat and planned his next move.


A painting of my cousin and her fiancé, who met while studying birds in Australia, commissioned by another cousin as a gift. Rosellas are their area of expertise, but I couldn’t help going all out researching and adding Australian birds until the drawing was packed with them - they’re just too amazing *__*

As a little extra gift I made the little ink and watercolour bonus images below; one for Leonie & Raoul with rosellas and fairy wrens, and one for tea-expert Marjolein - thanks so much again for this sweet commission <3


Dai, cousins!

I was taking pictures of this for a completely unrelated reasons and thought, “Hey, wouldn’t it be neat to learn how we all experienced these wonderful stories for the first time?”

I am actually a second-generation Young Wizards fan. My mom has had this omnibus on her bookshelf since I was old enough to remember. This was how I first experienced the stories that have come to mean so much to me and oh my god, guys, nita isn’t even the redhead what were these artists DOING

SO! What about you, cousins? How did you first experience Young Wizards? Which book covers are yours, and when and how did it happen to you?

Usually when I have characters like Kaladin, characters who have had so much shit happen to them and are tired and angry, my go to phrase is ‘i ship them with a beach vacation and a dry martini’. 

but i feel that doesn’t work for kaladin for some reason? like for kaladin he’s always so concerned with protecting bridge four that i feel like sending him away on vacation would just stress him out more. and alcohol would probably just be a no for him.

like, the only scenario i imagine kaladin relaxing on a beach is one where the entirety of Bridge 4 is there with him, and he’s sat on a chair in a slightly elevated area with a pair of binoculars so he can watch them. i mean, he’s enjoying the sun and the break and sipping a glass of chocolate milk but the real relaxation is watching his so- i mean, watching his crew enjoy themselves in the water. 

the most stressful moments are when the Lopen’s cousins drift in out of nowhere in inner tubes and mess up kaladin’s head counts.