Tex

I am th' babby brovver.

*laughs* Yes, yes you are.

*little sigh* Thank you.  *going to crawl in bed next to him and curl up*

Any time, Phae. *quiet purr* *he’s welcome, always*

…nuffin’. Jus’ made me think’a you. Anna purkle. …’cause it’s not bad, right?

*lipquirk* Ah, okay. And no, honey, it’s not bad.

This is seriously the most awe-inspiring, positive and down right brilliant answer to an ask I’ve ever seen. Its so simple yet profound. So inclusive whilst diverse.

I like the “plays for the other team” entendre because it implies that asexual people play for no team. We merely watch from the stands, confused by the world of sports, just like I do in real life.

And everyone playing is trying to get you to play, too, because how can you not be interested?! Everyone loves sports!

“But ball is life!!”

*Renna’s sitting up….and reaching up, tracing her fingers over Soc’s freckles on his face* …*and Soc is balanced like a crouching kitten on his knees like he’s ready to raise up and crawl so she can*

*poking his head in quietly… aaand going quiet when he sees Renna**and Soc* … *bless his little heart, he’s up somehow**covering his mouth so he doesn’t make any noise and make them stop, mhmm* … *and then ducking back out after a moment, pointing down the hall–he’s going to get their brother*

*sheee’s getting the tissues*

*returning with his puzzled, vaguely-concerned younger brother**holds a finger to his lips and points toward the living room* … *and holding on to Tex’s shoulders when Tex looks and goes still and he feels his hands slowly go to his mouth*

*Circe is holding the box of tissues out silently* *Renna is cooing, babbling at Soc while she traces with one hand, the other one holding on to Soc’s onesie at his collar…kind of literally keeping him upright* …*and Soc is wobbling, rocking back and forth and clearly would be tipping over if not for his niece’s hold on him, but he’s…semi-balanced* *chubby little legs are still and his arms are managing to hold him* *squinting at Renna and babbling back at her, nose wrinkling*

*thank you for the tissues, Circe, because Tex’s eyes are welling up**he sees him wobbling and Renna holding him, but he’s up, and Tex didn’t help him get there, and his legs are chubby and he’s up and absolutely everything hurts but it’s good because Soc is up...* ... *and Rel is holding onto his shoulders and offering him a tissue, and that is the only reason he hasn’t audibly started sniffling*