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clipping. - What’s in My Bag?

clipping. (aka Daveed Diggs, William Hutson, Jonathan Snipes) go shopping at Amoeba Music in Los Angeles. Their latest album “Splendor & Misery” is out now on Sub Pop Records.


Ice Ice Babies


hey everyone! sorry for such sporadic posts, but it’s been a lil hard for me to art right now and i’ve been tackling a lot of side projects, too. 

good news!! i’m reprinting beach bros (which looks like this fyi). how many people would be interested in a copy? i’d like to include a bonus exclusive print this time round and i wanna gauge how many books i should order.  

other good news! i’m working on another climbing class comic that will also be printed! i’m working hard to get this finished. until then, see you guys later!

love and gelato

Victor’s life consists of three things: taking classes at the local university, figure skating on the weekends, and working at a florist shop downtown. After years upon years of monotony, he’s convinced that nothing can take him by surprise anymore. However, when a new employee begins working at Celestino’s, a gelato shop across the road, Victor’s immediately intrigued. Something about watching “gelato boy” work, or laugh, or dance when he thinks no one is watching ignites emotions within Victor that he thought long buried, and soon enough he finds himself longing to meet the boy behind the counter.

In order to fulfill his wish, Victor begins leaving flowers with flirty notes attached to them outside Celestino’s, knowing gelato boy will find them the next morning. It becomes a routine, another expected part of his day, but what happens when notes written on cups begin appearing in return?

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Victor’s never been in love.

Sure, he’s had flings over the years, short, temperate relationships that fizzled out before they really began, but he’s never felt anything close to what all those sappy, romantic songs talk about. No butterflies in the pit of his stomach, no talking on the phone into the early hours of the morning, no pining for someone he can’t have. He can count on one hand the amount of times he’s been on a second date, and he’s never been on a third.

Ultimately, Victor’s decided that people are simply boring, and that’s the last thing he needs when his life is already an ocean of monotony. Every day is the same, a cycle of going to class, working at Yakov’s Flower Emporium, and skating whenever he’s able. He can wake up in the morning and know exactly what he’s going to do and who he’s going to see. Nothing’s exciting anymore and hasn’t been for a long time. The last thing he needs is a bland romantic life to match, and after years of messy one night stands and unfulfilling coffee dates, Victor’s resigned himself to the fact that for now, at least, he’s better off alone.

But then gelato boy comes along and Victor suddenly finds himself questioning everything.

It was three months ago when Victor saw gelato boy for the first time. He’s fixing the arrangements for the flower shop’s front counter display when he glances up and sees a guy who takes his breath away. The boy is casually standing in Celestino’s, the gelato shop that popped up about a year ago, looking out of place behind the counter. His black hair is unruly, swooping across his forehead and falling in front of a pair of half-rimmed, blue glasses. His hip is cocked out to the side and he’s wringing his hands together, only stopping when Celestino appears from the back room and hands him one of the shop’s obnoxious, lime green aprons to wear. The boy takes it with a devastatingly beautiful smile then loops it over his head, laughing when it catches on his ear.

Adorable, Victor thinks.

He ends up discreetly watching the boy for the rest of his shift. When Yakov asks for a volunteer to water the window boxes, Victor raises his hand before anyone else can get a word in edgewise, because he knows he can sneak glances at the boy while he does it. When he is assigned desk duty, Victor finds himself more entertained by the boy taking notes on gelato flavors than doing his own work. And when he is closing up for the day, Victor nearly burns down the building when he knocks a candle over and sets a pile of business cards on fire, too distracted by the boy swaying his hips to a song Victor can’t hear.

Needless to say, Victor is one-hundred percent smitten, and the following weeks are filled with his pathetic, lovelorn pining. It seems like nobody can escape his bemoaning over “gelato boy,” as they’ve all come to refer to Celestino’s mystery worker. If Victor isn’t talking about gelato boy, then he’s doodling pictures of him on discarded receipts. If he’s not doodling, then he’s making heart eyes at him through the window. And if he’s not making heart eyes, then he’s finding any excuse to work by front desk where he can have clear view of Celestino’s.

It’s ridiculous, enough that his coworkers intervene.

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How I Got into Backyard Farming


Backyard Farming sounds crazy, so let’s try it  

What is it?

There is a movement where regular people are turning their backyards into micro farms and doing things like:

  • Growing all the salad ingredients they need for a year (minus the Russian dressing)
  • Growing 100 pounds of potatoes on a tiny patio
  • Raising a couple of chickens for meat and/or eggs
  • Raising Talapia fish to eat
  • Raising rabbits or quail for meat
  • Converting lawns into mini farms producing staple crops like corn and wheat
  • Using things like fences, walls, posts and garages to trellis things like grapes, squash, beans, and melons
  • Growing 100 pounds of garlic and selling it for $10 a pound at farmers markets
  • Raising bees and selling honey for $7 a pound at farmers markets
  • Making your own Beer, Wine, Meade, Cider or Brandy

Why this could be Awesome:

The goal here is that you do these things on your property without anyone really noticing or caring.  The goal is not to start up some “you might be a redneck if” style crazy farm on the lawn and instantly tank the neighborhood housing prices in the process.  With this project the goal is to be clandestine, or at least unnoticeable.  Do it right and neighbors will compliment how well your property looks as you bring them goodies from the garden all year long.  Other reasons this scheme could be awesome:

  • Lower your grocery bills
  • Be totally organic and chemical free
  • Potentially earn income
  • Less lawn mowing / Less using anything that runs on gas
  • Could be Fun

My Situation:

I live in a typical Cape Cod house on a quiet street in a medium sized city in Ohio.  I have neighbors very close on both sides and in the back.  In total I have about 0.3 acres of “land” which consists of a small front yard and a descent sized backyard enclosed in a chain link fence.  I have a tiny 1-car garage, a small patio, and normal guy yard tools.

Research Phase:

I went to the library and to the internet and looked up the following topics:

  • Small space / patio / container gardening
  • Permaculture / food forests / Organic Gardening
  • Homesteading /  Survivalist / Prepper (I’m not a prepper)
  • Aquaponics

Take a look at some YouTube videos on people who have backyard food forests.  Also Jeff Lawton’s videos on this topic are amazing.  I also recommend the book Gaia’s Garden and the website

Let’s Do This:

And so when Spring rolled around I began…  The plan was to start small and incorporate little things at a time into my landscape, wait until I was used to them and make sure no one freaked out, and then slowly expand. 

Things I have Accomplished:

I’m on year three now and I think things are going relatively well.  Here’s a summary of things I have been able to do.   Note: Each topic below will have its own full post soon.

  • Toxin Free:  Gave up insecticide, commercial fertilizer and other toxins totally.
  • Compost: Created a composting system that produces about 1 pickup truck load of compost per year.
  • Waste Reduction: Generate zero yard waste.  Generate 1-2 bags of garbage per week, which is a reduction from 5 bags.  This reduction is due to composting, canning, burning paper with wood fires and using ashes in garden, reduction of processed foods purchased, etc.
  • Rainwater harvesting:  Made and Installed 2 Rain Barrels (55 gallons each), with a system to auto water the front yard with the flip of a switch using garden hose and gravity
  • Lawn Reduction:  More than half of my front yard is garden (but doesn’t look out of the ordinary at all).  Converted 1/3rd of my backyard to garden
  • Hugelkultur:  Installed about 56 feet of Hugelkultur mounds
  • Heavy Mulching: Threw down 2 dump truck loads of mulch, 3 pickup load of hay (about 40 bales) and 1 pickup load manure. 
  • Sheet Mulching: Experimented with Sheet mulching using cardboard and other materials to convert lawn to garden without digging.
  • Less Weeds: Cut weeding time down by using mulching techniques as well as chop & drop methods.  (you still get weeds, but less, and easier to pull)
  • No Dig / No till: Gave up Tilling totally.  There are many good reasons to do this. 
  • Less Mowing:  Mow only about 4-6 times a year (due to letting certain “weeds” grow into the lawn such as clover which doesn’t grow very tall).  Also, I mow the front lawn every other time with a gas free reel push mower, which saves gas and is very quiet (and a good workout).
  • Less Watering:  Cut watering in half (because of the rain barrels, a well-placed swale to slow down run-off and Hugelkultur mounds which soak up water like crazy)
  • Perennial Food:  Planted long-term plants such as 2 apple trees, 1 cherry tree, 2 blueberry bushes, 2 raspberry and 2 blackberry bushes, 10 square feet of strawberries, 2 grapevines, 8 asparagus plants.
  • Quasi Perennial Food:  Tomato patch comes back 80% every year from self seeding.  Also get a lot of self seeded greens and squash, by not picking everything.
  • Seed Starting:  Beginning to perfect a seed starting regimen that is actually starting to pay off.  Seed starting takes practice!
  • Big Crops:  Set to plant about 50 garlic plants this year.  Set to plant about 30 potato plants this year (these two plants both can be mixed into the front yard landscape).  Planted about 60 mustard green plants (also a beautiful plant)
  • Medicine:  Growing comfrey to be used for medicinal purposes as well as green manure / mulch.
  • Cool mini-Projects:  Things I have made from my backyard include Grape Juice, Vinegar, Tomato juice, Dijon Mustard, Tomato sauce, Roasted Dandelion Root coffee, Echinacea tincture, garlic braids, burn medicine, flower arrangements, and lots of delicious meals.

Things I want to Try:

There are so many things in backyard farming/ urban permaculture I still want to try. Here is my to-do list:

  • Plant way more fruit trees.  The ultimate goal of the permaculture “food forest” is basically to have tons of food growing everywhere on your property that requires little to no maintenance.  The hardest part should be picking all of the bounty.  Of course a key to this end state is to have lots of mature fruit trees that produce large quantities of high calorie foods year after year.  And even in cold Ohio, we can grow so many different kinds of fruit like cherry, apple, peach, plum, apricot and lots of berry and nut trees
  • Plant a successful cash crop.  I want to sell something at the farmers market!  I think garlic will be my first attempt because it is 100% maintenance free and 99% guaranteed to come up beautiful.  It also sells for a lot of money.  So far I have been eating mine, but each year I plant more and more.  One other nice thing is that you can space them really close together and plant them almost anywhere on the property, including right out in the front yard.  I tried to sell my mustard greens but nobody wanted them :(
  • Get bees.  Although probably not for everyone, I want bees.  There is some cost and some work involved, but you get honey, wax and increased pollination, and that is more than enough for me to want to try it.
  • Meat?  I’m not allowed to have chickens or any animal like that in my city.  Rabbits could work since they are silent and you could raise them somewhere covert and no one would know you had them.  But I don’t think I could kill and clean rabbits I raised.  I looked into pheasant and quail but same thing there.
  • Eggs? I’m not yet to the point where I’m going to defy my local laws and get a couple of chickens for egg productions, but If you are, there is a whole community on the net of covert chicken raisers.  The more hip urban cities such as St. Louis have legalized it, so do some research and go for it.  Don’t get any roosters unless you want to anger everyone within a 5 mile radius.
  • More Mulch!  Once you get into this hobby you quickly find that your soil sucks.  If you have a typical American house your soil is terrible because for the last 50 years your property has consisted of 90% grass which some guy mowed short twice a week and probably dumped mass quantities of weed and feed and other chemicals onto it.  All of the clippings were bagged and sent to the landfill and heavy rains continuously washed away any soil that happened to build up.  The fix is to throw down tons and tons of organic material like leaves, cut up weeds, hay, mulch, coffee grounds, manure, compost, etc.  But if you are a regular person with an office job you probably don’t have access to as much of this organic mulch as you need.  I’m always on the lookout on Craigslist for free manure and mulch, but it can be hard to come by.  You can grow your own, but this takes time.
  • Flowers  I got so caught up with food that I realized I didn’t plant many beautiful flowers that can serve multiple purposes.  I want them for cut flower arrangements as well as for medicinal purposes and sheer beauty.  Next year there will be flowers!
  • Edible Seeds:  I also want to get some edible seeds such as sunflower and pumpkin, yum!  Per square foot, sunflowers are one of the most productive foods you can grow, calorie wise.

thevagabondboy  asked:

I need more Accidentally Creepy Ryan. Like, he doesnt mean to be creepy, it just happens!! Geoff walks into the kitchen in the middle of the night, theres Ryan with the mask on and a knife in hand. He swears he was just cutting onions for an omelette, and the mask helps. Gavin walks into a bathroom and find ryan over the sink, covered in blood. He swears its just facepaint, he was just tryin something new! He doesnt mean to be creepy, IT JUST HAPPENS! I need more accidentally creepy ryan

Ryan walks though the penthouse door, not at an unreasonable hour either, the sun has just set behind the skyline of Los Santos and the crew is gathered in the main room watching TV, and they jump. Ryan’s wrapped in his favorite jacket, hair falling out of a messy bun, and he’s huffing and puffing as he hauls something heavy through the door and plops it on the kitchen table. Gavin gags and a cry of protest is already escaping Geoff’s lips when they Ryan’s duffle bag flop, visibly leaking a dark liquid on the kitchen floor. 

“Jesus fuck, Ryan! Really? You gotta bring that home?” Geoff whines, glaring at him.

Even Michael looks a bit disappointed and Ryan cannot figure out why they’re so mad. If anything, they should be grateful!

“Look, i clipped my bag on the way in and i think I broke Jack’s wine. I’ll pick you up another bottle next time alright?” he huffs.

It takes them a second to realize he doesn’t actually have a chopped up dead body in his duffel bag, but groceries for the week. He decided to surprise them so they wouldn’t have to take time during the busy week to get food. They ask him why he had to be creepy and carry the groceries in a duffel bag, but Ryan is trying to be eco friendly. And besides, grocery store plastic bags are never strong enough for their interrogations, so why bring home more.

How I Build a Den

Okay so in response to my Cubbing Season post @felidaea has said that they do have the urge to den but don’t know where to start, and this is gonna get way, way too long to send in ask messages, so here is my method of building a den. Maybe with pictures, maybe just with descriptions, maybe I’ll post pictures separately when my phone is charged. But yeah, here goes nothing!

  • Location, Location, Location!!
    • You’re gonna want to pick a corner (corners are easiest to use since two of your “walls” are already made for you!) that you spend a lot of time in now, or that you’re capable of spending a lot of time in once the den is built there. What is the point in building a den you won’t use?
    • If you live with other people, make sure it’s somewhere out of the way
    • If you have a choice, use a softer “ground” like carpet.
    • Personally, I use the top half of my bed as the “floor” of my den because my bed is in the corner of my room. It’s also in my own personal space o nobody cares what I do with it
  • Bare Bones–Three Walls and a Roof
    • You’re gonna want exactly what the title says: three walls and a roof. If you managed to find a corner, great! Two of your walls are already premade–if not, you’re gonna have to make them. 
      • You can set up cushions, chairs, cardboard boxes, poles, anything and everything that is stably free-standing as your “walls” or as corners to hold up your walls. 
      • Make sure your walls/corner pieces are high enough up that when you put a roof on, you can at least sit comfortably.Remember that the roof will sag a little, so if it feels “just high enough, barely”–get something taller. 
    • Your roof will probably be a blanket/sheet, and your walls can be too if you have only found corner pieces! 
      • Personally, I attach a blanket to my curtain rod, as well as to a pole, and then tuck it over the back of my headboard. This makes a roof and a wall all in one–and my headboard and my room wall are the other two walls of the den. 
      • You can attach these things however you want–if you are attaching things to your walls, I suggest thumb tacks! If you are hanging things from slimmer headboards, potato chip bag clips work wonders to hold blankets on corners. Again, get creative and use what you have at hand. The blanket is literally just tied to my pole–nothing fancy haha! 
  • Flesh it out! 
    • Okay, you’ve got walls and a roof, but nothing else. Now it’s time to customize it! GRAB EVERY SPARE BLANKET AND PILLOW IN YOUR HOUSE. ROB YOUR HOUSEMATES OF THEIR PILLOWS. STEAL THEIR SHEETS WHILE THEY’RE AT WORK. Just kidding, haha! But seriously, the more stuff you can den with, the better! Now that you have a small space, you want to make it as comfy as possible. I have three comforters, four pillows, a body pillow, two pelts and a soft mount in my den. Line the corners so there are no harsh edges, then just customize the space the fit your body–sprawled out or curled up, whatever you have the space/desire for. And trust me when I say that even if you’re on a bed or something, putting a blanket down as a liner for the whole floor of the den is extremely necessary for maximum comfort. 
    • This part is totally up to you now. You can add lights if you want to be trendy, or keep it dark, make designated spaces for electronics/chargers, whatever you want to make everything comfortable for you. You don’t actually have pups/kits, so this space is entirely yours! Get creative! 

Okay, that’s all I can think of for making a den! It’s not as hard as it sounds, really, and once you get started, you’ll have trouble stopping, even if you’re done! It’s so much fun and feels so good this time of year. 

Felidaea, if you need more help, like with specifics and stuff, feel free to shoot me an ask or IM me. I’ll help you pick a location and get started building and clarify anything that may be hard to understand! 

Shy | Draco x Reader

Shy | Draco x Reader
The reader is a shy student in Hogwarts and Draco develops a crush on them.

Draco watched from the back of the classroom as you slowly packed up all your school supplies into your leather bag. 

“Come on, Draco. Let’s go to the Black Lake.” Pansy addressed him, slinging her own bag across her shoulders. Draco’s grey eyes snapped away from you and drifted to Pansy.

“Go there without me,” Draco said, “I have to do something first.”

Pansy shrugged as she, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle walked out of the potions room along with the crowd of exiting students.

As you clipped your bag shut, you looked up, surprised to see it wasn’t only you left in the classroom, but Draco too. You put your bag on your back and made for an exit, assuming Draco had to talk to Snape about something, considering he was his Head of House.You walked out the classroom and into the dingy candle lit dungeons, heading to the stairs.

“Y/N!” A voice called behind you, and you were shocked when you turned around and saw Draco. What would he want with you? After all, you are just the shy girl who tries to hide in the class.

“Hey.” you almost whispered the words, but the empty dungeons around you seemed to make them loud and echoed them.

“I was… um,” he scratched the back of his blonde head nervously, “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me tonight?”

Your heart skipped a beat. The Draco Malfoy was asking you to hang out with him.

“Like a date?” you couldn’t believe the confidence in your voice as you straightened your posture and made your E/C eyes stare into his grey ones.

“Yeah, yeah. Like a date.” he repeated and almost seemed to mimic your actions, so as to impress you or to make himself look more confident, you didn’t know.

“Um, sure.” you smiled at him and a flood of relief seemed to wash over his face as he smiled back, flashing a pearly white grin. 

“Great! Tonight at seven? At the Astronomy Tower?” 

“Sure.” you said again.

“See you there.” he said in a half whisper.

“And you.” you watched him ascend the spiraling stairs and realized what had just happened. To be quite clear, you couldn’t wait for the evening to come.

say-yeet-to-this  asked:

Can you please do a jealous lams? Lams fuels my soul🌌 Btw love your blog💝

I hate myself I’m so behind on one shots omfg


Alex liked to think of himself as patient. Well actually he thought of himself as a lot of things, and most of them weren’t true, including being patient. He gripped his pencil a bit tighter, nails digging into his palm as he glared at the paper in front of him.

Honestly he wasn’t even looking enough - he wasn’t even sure if he remembered what the paper was. All he knew was some girl was flirting heavily with John and John was flirting back. His bottom lip was caught harshly between his teeth, biting down harshly.

“I just love your curls…” She was from somewhere in Europe - at least that’s what she said, Alex could have sworn last week she was from Louisiana, and the week before that California, and the week before that…

John smiled, those perfect teeth all on display, the kind of smile that usually made Alex’s heart flutter. Now it just hurt him. “Thanks, though some days I think they’re more hassle than their worth.” She pouted, leaning over the arm of the chair John was sat in, “Well I think they’re worth a lot. They make you look so cute, so easy to hold on to…”

John’s face flushed red, and he looked away, eyes flickering around. Alex had taken into just staring at his paper, missing the uncomfortable look John was sending his way. He cleared his throat, “So uh, Jessica, where are you from again?”

“Oh a little town in England. Moved to America for college - and I’m just so lucky to meet one of the cutest guys here too.” John’s obliviousness added to Alex’s jealousy anger. 

“Oh? Who?” She giggled, laugh high pitch and fake, making Alex roll his eyes, “You silly.”

“M-Me?” John pointed to himself, freckles deepening as he flushed.

“Yes you!” She twirled her short hair around her fingers, legs crossing seductively, she leaned forward, voice dropping, “Do you want to maybe get out of here and - “

Alex slammed his book shut, causing the two to jump. Without saying a word he grabbed his books and pencils, cramming them messily into his bag. John tried to get up, stumbling a bit before standing. “W-Where are you going Lex?”

“Back to my dorm.” Alex muttered, clipping his bag shut.

“But - you were - you were supposed to help me!” Truth be told John was really good at Physics, but Alex had looked so cute when he tutored and the look on his face whenever John did something right…

“Well, I doubt we’d get anything done.” He sent a pointed look to Jessica who waved, she was nice enough, Alex couldn’t help but feel bad for not liking her, but he didn’t like her. “So I’ll be going back. I have a paper to write.”

“You already wrote it!” Alex sighed, turning around.

“Then I’ll edit it. I’ll see you later Laurens.” John frowned, Alex only called him by his last name when he was upset.

He flopped back down, hands resting in his lap. “Now, where were - “

“Did he seem upset to you?” She blinked, “I mean, I know you barely know him, and I know him. But sometimes he seems upset and he’s not! And sometimes he doesn’t seem upset and he is. So now I’m just not sure if he is or if it’s just…one of his moods.”

Jessica leaned back, chuckling softly to herself. “How am I so oblivious…?”

He turned to her. “What do you mean?”

Crossing her arms she gave him a look, “You and him.”

“Me and…? No no! Alex and I - we’re - “

She held a hand up. “He was jealous and left. And you’re clearly upset that he left.” She shrugged, “It doesn’t hurt me, if anything I’d rather be told upfront so I don’t mess with anyone’s feelings or confusion.” She checked her phone, “Sides, I gotta go. I hope it all works out John.” She smiled, kissing him on the cheek, and as she left didn’t feel a spark, didn’t feel butterflies or nervousness. 

She smiled to herself, boys were so dumb sometimes.

~     ~     ~

Laf held Alex to his chest, holding the tearful man. “God I hate being so emotional about this! It’s not like we’re a thing!”

He handed Alex a tissue, watching sadly as more tears over ran the first few. “It’s understandable Alexander, you two have been pinning after each other for a long time.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “You mean I’ve been in a one sided crush too long?” He sighed dejectedly, “Yeah.”

“Please, you and John are more in love than Romeo and Juliet. And they literally killed themselves to be together.” Alex glowered at the comparison, “You know I hate  “

Someone knocked on the dorm door, and Laf, leaving Alex bundled up in his blankets, went to answer it. Standing outside was a red faced John, curls a mess from what Laf assumes was running. He cocked a hip out, other arm slung on the door. “Yes?”

“Laf? Is Alex here?” Alex’s eyes widened as he desperately tried to rid the evidence of him crying.

“He is, why do you want to see him?”

“I need to talk to him!”

“Vous devez lui parler de ce que?” John frowned, “C’mon Laf, don’t do that.”

“Notre petit Alex pleure et vous voulez juste parler? Sur quoi?!” Laf was standing taller, towering over John, who refused to back down, glaring right back at him.

“I need to tell him I was being an idiot today! That I love him!” Laf faltered, stepping back.

A few moments passed, John glaring at a wide eyed Laf, Alex half way off the sofa, before Laf began to smile. “Took you long enough mon amie!” He hugged John, grabbing his jacket before waving good bye to Alex.

John entered, eyes growing sad at the tissues around the couch. “Alex - “

“I heard you…did you - did you mean it? That you love me?” John nodded.

“I have been in love with you for a while. I was just always so scared you wouldn’t love me back. Which, looking at how we are together, was stupid. But I was scared. And Jessica mentioned how we - when you left she…apologized, saying she didn’t realize we were together. And I had to take all my confidence and everything just to - “ Alex was standing in front of him, hands reached out and he grabbed the front of John’s shirt, bringing the taller man down, lips softly pressed together.

They both leaned back a few moments later, eyes half lidded. John smiled, Alex giggled. “Why did we wait so long?”

Alex shrugged, absentmindedly playing with a few lose curls, “She was right though,” He said, “The curls are really well for holding on to.” He winked as John’s face flushed. 

Bedtime Story - Phanfic

“Papa, we’ve already read that one.”

Dan smirked to himself as he listened in on Phil’s conversation with their four-year-old daughter, Juniper. He was sitting in the lounge editing a gaming video, a bag of crisps wedged between his thighs. He had stopped crunching on the crisps now though, and had one earbud out to be able to hear his husband and daughter’s conversation. “Right. Okay. Well, what about this one?” There was a pause. “No?” It sounds like they’re going to have to buy more children’s books.

Getting adjusted to parenthood had not been easy for either of them. Juniper was fussy when she was an infant, and they had had long sleepless nights staying awake together and taking turns holding her. The fans gave both of them more slack than they did before they had Juniper, because it was hard to run a bunch of YouTube channels and look after a child as well. Now that their surrogate was pregnant with their second child, it was important to both of them that they spend as much time with Juniper as they can.

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anonymous asked:

fic idea: sniper and spy being gay af in a zombie apocalypse

well, ok, i wasn’t gonna but then i had to and it turned from like a 300 word drabble to a 1500 word drabble so (sfw)

The invisi-watch didn’t really help him at all. Something about the zombies, they could smell Spy, smell his blood; once he got a cut on his finger and had to run for his life from a horde who always seemed to know where he was. 

But they still needed food, Sniper’s van was secure enough but supplies were always running low with the two of them constantly in there and occasional transients they picked up out in the desert, staggering and lonely and sometimes half-dead. Sniper’d picked up enough Outback first aid to be good in a pinch, so he was staying back taking care of their latest charge while Spy had to go out and find some sort of food stores, preferably something sealed so it wouldn’t be contaminated with the virus.

(They still weren’t even sure if it was a virus, but it seemed as plausible as anything in this newly-minted hellscape.)

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