#could be?

yeah, i’m expecting something like that, because obviously the wedding won’t happen, and something will go down before it — something that ends up tearing this insanely strong bond apart.

i kept thinking — what could possibly go wrong? like, sure, everyone’s messing with their heads, but still… would that really be enough to break them up?

it has to be something bigger.

and the first thought is — maybe they’ll try to ruin jere. but that just doesn’t make any sense. he’s so deeply grateful that belly loves him — that she accepts him the way his mom did — it’s literally unthinkable that he’d do anything to mess it up, especially something stupid, right before the wedding. (will be a complete ooc)

so here’s my second theory — he realizes that belly loves him so much, it’s making her miserable.

she’s working two jobs, she’s fighting with her whole family, she even turned down paris because she misses him too much and can’t bear the thought of being apart. maybe he decides that breaking up isn’t an option because she won’t let go and that’s why he’s left to do something to force her to call it off, just to stop the wedding from happening or something like that

and that fits. the entire show has been about how jere wants to make her happy.

and now, he’s both the thing that makes her happiest — and the thing that’s breaking her. that would also tie into everything about his low self-worth, how everyone keeps putting him down, how he’s always felt like he’s not enough. and maybe he thinks she deserves better.

maybe there’s even something in the letter susannah wrote to conrad that accidentally will be handed to jere that pushes him toward this decision.

Has me like

And fuck those people who go “vegan or nothing!” They’re the exact same people who go “NO PAIN NO GAIN” on you on gym, when you can’t perform to perfection. They’re impossible, they expect impossible, they don’t exist in real life and thus they lack empathy, and they lack any awareness of you as a person, living in a situation.

If you want to lessen your consumption of meat or animal products without going scorched earth on them, you can do so. And it’s okay, too. One less piece of any meat consumed is better than none. It doesn’t matter if you can’t keep up with it or lapse once in a while. You as a singular consumer don’t matter quite that much as to bring down a movement with one or two mistakes. That’s actually a lie compounded on by THE industry, trying to shift the blame away from them and it’s not quite as black and white. But if it lessens your guilt then YES, you are not responsible for industries and your lone consumption will not change anything. You just need more people on your side.

...which is where vegeterianism and not being so fucking stubborn hardline comes in. Vegans I’ve seen have done nothing to encourage doing less with meat. They just say YOU NEED TO, NOW. And sharing recipes with fellow vegans, going “oooh, aaah” don’t count.

IN fact, I don’t care who the person who got their vegan lox recipe with carrots and salt shared on a national media is, or if they deserve even more accolades than they got, I’m just saying that anyone who spray painted “go vegan!” on a side of a building did less. They did something alright, some markings on a stuff. Which mostly annoys people in general. And then they think that annoyance or emotional reaction from non-vegans means anything (oooh they feeling guilty oooooh feeling so bad oooooh) and that they did something huge.

IN FACT, anyone just quietly sharing vegan recipes that look and taste good, and maybe even ways to do traditionally meat things as vegan, have done more to their cause than any-single-motherfucker who has ever spray painted shit, or yelled about their cause online, gotten angry at strangers online for their cause, or tried to gatekeep people like vegetarians or less meat people from their cause.

Help! I’m puking from fluff!! This is so fluffy. I don’t even know how. This is a tiny sides fic. I saw the prompt on @tinysidestrashcaptain‘s blog and me having a soft spot for tickle fics, I just had to write it. No warnings except a crap ton of tickling and crap ton of fluff. I’m tag @pirate-patton too, because yes. If anyone wants to check out the ts tickle fics I’ve written in the past *cough* @cefstickles *cough* Anyways though. Hope you enjoy!

It had been about four weeks since the loving dad had been turned into a tiny tot and boy was the child rambunctious. He would get himself into all sorts of trouble without meaning too. From getting into Logan’s desk looking for paperclips to sneaking into Virgil’s room and fiddling with his headphones even when the the darker aspect had specifically told him not too.

You see, Patton had a hard time with the word “No” as young children do sometimes, so finding a system that the child would respond to was really hard for Virgil, Roman, and Logan. Luckily, the answer came to them subtly when one day Virgil noticed how the tyke responded to physical touch. Morality would always lean closer whenever one of the sides touched him. The sides took note and began to experiment with the new found information. At first it was a pat on the head, but that quickly evolved to a gentle hug, hand-holding, or even piggy back rides. But, the game of touch changed drastically when baby Patton got his first bout of tickles.

Roman remembers it like it was last week, because it basically was. They were all in the living room hanging out, Logan was reading aloud to the tiny tyke on his lap, while the other two played checkers on the floor. The teacher was gently running a hand across Patton’s back while the latter enjoyed both the sweet sound of Logan’s voice and the physical contact he was being given.

It happened when Logan’s hand had accidentally strayed to his side, causing the little tyke to let out an adorable giggle. This alerted the logical trait to the child on his lap as Patton looked up at him with curiosity and wonder. He raised an eyebrow at the young child after a grin had instantly spread across Patton’s face and said “Again! Again!” This caused Virgil and Roman to look up from their game of chess to see what little Pat was excited about.

Understanding what the child was wanting, Logan carefully put the book aside as he let a small smile play across his lips only motioning to Roman and Virgil to watch what was happening. Logan began by carefully rubbing Patton’s back in the same manner that he was before, but delicately moved his fingers to Patton’s sides. Upon contact, Patton instantly squealed and began to squirm on Logan’s lap, giggling delightfully.

Both sides ‘awwed’ but noticed that, Patton wasn’t stopping Logan. The logical trait only allowed the tickling to continue for a little bit longer, before he pulled his hands away. This left a panting, pouty Patton on Logan’s lap demanding more tickles. Roman wanted to tickle him right after, but a deduction from Logan suggested they use to their advantage by rewarding tiny Patton with tickles.

That had all happened last week and Roman still didn’t get his chance to tickle baby Patton. Now that Virgil and Logan were both busy with their own frivolities, Roman had his chance. The tyke had been relatively good today, keeping his hands away from things that shouldn’t be touched because at the end of the day he would be rewarded.

The royal was in the kitchen cooking a bowl of soup for himself and Patton when the tyke toddled in, obviously looking for Logan or Virgil. They had been the only ones that Patton had received tickles from before, so it was only natural to go back to them again. Roman gave a small smile before alerting the toddler of his presence.

“Why hello Patton. Are you looking for Virgil and Logan?”

“Uh-huh.” The tyke nodded his head vigorously up and down.

Roman put the soup on simmer before walking up to the toddler. “Well, I’m sorry to say, but it seems as if they are both busy at this moment in time. I do not think they are in the proper position to give you your daily dose of tickles.” The child’s head lowered sadly. “But, I know who can!”

Roman gave the tyke an eyebrow wiggle before moving to the couch in the living room, the child tailing behind curiously.

“How about I tickle thee?” Roman asked as he sat down. This earned a squeal of joy from the youngster as Patton threw himself onto Roman’s lap and squirmed upright and horizontally in order to face his fellow side.

“‘ickle me?” Patton asked sheepishly through his anticipated giggles. Roman didn’t think he could get any cuter.

“With pleasure my dear Patton, but do know that the true tickle monster has been deprived of his dinner for 1 week too long! And he is hungry!” With an evil smirk, Roman held up his wiggling fingers above Patton’s sides before gently lowering them and scribbling teasingly.

“Nuuuuuuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu!!” Baby Patton was in hysterics quickly, but enjoying every minute of it. Roman’s fingers gently darting from tickle spot to tickle spot, giving the child exactly what he wanted. Sadly, Roman had to stop to give the tiny tot the break he needed and just like all other times Patton didn’t want his tickler to stop.

“I’m sorry little prince, but you needed a breather.”

“No! More! More!”

evan and zoe organize a whole expedition to go watch the eclipse and force everyone else to come as well--"it's only once every 100 years guys!!!". evan chooses the location, a prime spot outside of their town with a large clearing and perfect view of the sky. 

zoe buys the special glasses to make sure everyone doesn't get blinded when they look at it all. jared and connor resist at first, of course, until they see evan’s face of pure devastation and eventually agree. alana’s on board from the start; she sees how happy it all makes zoe, so obviously she supports it. 

they all head out together and lay down on blankets and have a little picnic while they wait for the eclipse to start. alana rattles off some fun facts that she read in the new york times the other day while evan talks about the environmental background and history of the eclipse. zoe contributes some, but mostly just sit backs and tries to convince jared that, no, he cannot just stare at the eclipse without the special glasses while connor tries to convince him that it’s perfect safe to just stare at it (spoiler alert: it’s not)