Randomly Feeling A Wave Of “I’m So In Love With You” When Someone Does Like The Silliest Shit Is

mini au doodles (cause I can)

(very minor spoilers)

Little doodles with the little man

oh my gosh the timelapse music is western now

“Joe, I am thinking about death,” Cleo declares, hanging from the teeth of her snake cavern.

“…okay,” Joe says, slowly. He’s still looking through her chests for spare birch for some reason. She’s letting him. She really, really doesn’t need birch.

“Well, I mean, I thought you should know,” she says.

“I don’t mean to put you out by not bein’ suitably dramatic, but you think about death a lot,” Joe says reasonably.

“What? You’re good to talk about it to, what with you also being dead.”

“Am I truly?” Joe says. “I may be a ghost, and also transparent until each sunrise, but does that make me dead when I still speak? When I still dream, and change the people around me, and act?” He picks up a skeleton head from the chest and frowns. “Cleo, did you mean to lose this?”

“See, that’s what I mean—no, give it.” She holds out her hand, and Joe hands over the skull.

“Oh, good. Because if I held this too long talkin’ about mortality, someone might think it’s a bit too on the nose.”

Cleo snorts. “Alas, poor Cleo. I knew her, Joe.”

They’re both companionably silent for a bit.

“Any reason?” Joe says, after seemingly giving up on finding the birch he’d been looking for.

“For the skull? Joe, did you hit your head?”

“No, for talkin’ about death again, and why I don’t think we are.”

“Oh,” Cleo says. “Grian’s doing that game of his again, and I’m playing.”

“Oh! Good luck, have fun, as the kids and gamers say.”

“Thanks Joe. Appreciated.”

“No problem!” He turns to her and beams and she laughs.

“And you basically answered it anyway. What I’d give for everyone else to see it the way you do. We do, I guess. Death, I mean.”

“One day, they will!” Joe says brightly.

“Oh, that was ominous. I’m jealous.”

“With a little luck and also, ideally, some birch logs, you can be exactly as ominous as I am. Just three easy payments of I need those logs so badly Cleo why did you give me false hope—”

Cleo laughs.

Jacob and Julia asked for fanart and fanfiction of these two and I don't draw so here's my first (of hopefully many) Sara Pena and Hunter Richardson fics. It's a meet-cute.

Two Losers At A Party

Sara wasn't stupid. Okay, well, she was kind of stupid, but she certainly wasn't blind. She had seen the cute girl staring at her and filming.

After a few minutes of dancing for her new personal filmographies, she decided to approach the girl and commence flirting. Or hustling. One of the two.

"Hey. You should tag me in that. Tag my business page. SaraPenaPartyForHire. All one word. The S and the P and the other P and the F and the H are capitalized. That's Sara without an H, too. Did you get all that?"

"Uh. Yes. I'll add that to my post." Hunter was already getting comments about clearly filming without permission, but this felt like permission.

"I'm Sara Pena, by the way. Of SaraPenaPartyForHire."

"Hunter. Hunter Richardson. Of… Nothing. What exactly do you do at SaraPenaPartyForHire?"

"Well, it's a freelance kind of thing. I get paid to come to parties and throw down my sick dance moves so that other people feel more comfortable doing the same themselves."

"Sounds lucrative," Hunter said.

"It's not," Sara Pena said with a laugh, "but I enjoy it."

"You must go to a lot of parties, then."

"Yep! Maybe I'll see you at the next one?" Sara batted her eyelashes.

"I mainly go to funerals, actually. Maybe I'll see you at the next one?"

Sara laughed, "You must be a lot of fun at funerals."

Hunter laughed then too, a genuine laugh. The first time she'd laughed all evening.

"Yeah, Sara, I put the fun in funerals."

"I've never worked a funeral before but I'd be willing to give it a go."

"I'll be sure to let my clients know about your business."

"Your clients?" Sara leaned in then, her intense eyes wide, "Do you work for ghosts?"

"Huh. I guess I kind of do. I'm a funeral director."

Hunter leaned in conspiratorially, "You'll never guess where I got this dress."

Sara's eyes sparkled like freshly lit candles, "Where?"

"Right off a dead person."

Sara gasped in delight, "It looks so good on you!"

"Thank you! I thought so too. Sometimes the families of the deceased don't get it but the corpses don't need clothes. I, on the other hand, do. Anything to save money, right?"

"Tell me about it. My life isn't one big party. I have bills to pay, too."

"You get it. You just gotta do what you've gotta do."

"Hey, Sara, get back on the dance floor! We didn't pay you to stand around!" Some guy snapped.

Without changing her morose expression Hunter whipped around and doused the guy with her drink.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Hunter snapped.

"Hey! No one invited you! Get out of here! Both of you!"

Sara grabbed Hunter's hand and they fled, both of them unable to keep from laughing when they got past the front door.

Hunter sobered up the fastest. "I'm sorry I got you kicked out of the party."

"That's okay, they already paid me. And if they leave a bad review on my page I'll just delete it."

"Would you like to help me vandalize their house?" Hunter asked, offering Sara a marker. Sara hadn't let go of her hand yet.

"How about we just go for a walk?" Sara suggested. "I would really, really like to get to know you better, Hunter Richardson."

"And I, you, Sara without an H."

"Well," Sara giggled, clumsily twirling Hunter, "I have one now."

Hunter blushed almost imperceptibly and put away her markers. The only vandalism that would be committed that night was the marks Sara and Hunter were leaving on each other's hearts.

The evacuation prep poster is done! This poster is designed primarily with wildfires in mind, but the tips can apply to preparing for any much any disaster.

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[[Image ID: A poster including a layered graphic showing what items to have ready to prepare for evacuating your home based on how much warning you have that you need to evacuate. The inner, red, level is labeled "No Warning." The next, orange, level is labeled "Less Than an Hour." The next, yellow, level is labeled "More Than an Hour." The final, green, level is labeled "General Preparedness." The items associated with each level and the text are included below. /end ID.]]

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Evacuation Prep:

As the world changes, it is important to be prepared to safely and efficiently evacuate your home, potentially with little or no warning. Preparing ahead of time can help to reduce stress and anxiety, and help you evacuate safely if the time comes.

Red Level (No Warning): People | Pets | Keys. Human life matters most. If you can't rescue your pets, let them out to give them their best chance. If evacuating by car, don't forget your keys.

Orange Level (Less Than an Hour): Crucial Meds | Important Papers | Money | Paper Map | Pet Vaccination Records. Crucial meds and medical equipment. Papers including passports, birth certificates, medical records, etc.. Multiple forms of payment. Paper map with marked evac routes in case of signal loss. Phone. Most evac centers require vaccine records for pets to be allowed in.

Yellow Level (More Than an Hour): Photos | Hard Drives | Computers | Chargers | Irreplaceable Items | OTC Meds | Pet Supplies | Pet Food | Clothes | Weather Gear. Family photos. Hard drives and computers. Make digital backups ahead of time. Charging cords. Irreplaceable items such as collectibles and mementos. Over the counter medical supplies such as Aspirin and tampons. Pet supplies such as bowls, crates, toys, and litter. Pet food and treats. Clothes. If you are running out of time grab your laundry basket. Weather gear if needed.

Green Level (General Preparedness): Food | Water | Radio | N95 Masks | Multitool | Power Pack | Gas | Stove + Fuel | Flashlight | Toiletries | Emergency Contact Info | Bedding | First Aid | Can Opener. Easy prep, shelf-stable food. Water. Battery powered/rechargeable NOAA weather radio. N95 masks for smoke. A multitool. Rechargeable power pack for phones. Keep your car at least partially fueled at all times. Portable stove and fuel for cooking food without power. Flashlight and spare batteries. Toiletries including hair products, toothbrush and paste, etc.. Emergency contact info for friends and loved ones. Spare pillows and blankets. Dedicated first aid kit. Can opener.

Save yourself time and stress by preparing an evacuation bag ahead of time and keep it in an easy to access place. At the end of every season rotate out the perishable items within such as food, water, and medications. The more you can keep in the bag, the more time you'll have to grab everything else. Remember, it is okay if you can't do everything. Some preparation is better than no preparation.

If you are in the U.S.A. and experiencing disaster related anxiety call the Disaster Distress Hotline at 1-800-985-5990 for support and resources.

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Reblog to put mutuals in the fish cube

happy gf 10 year anniversary

spotify playlists i made that i love:

for instantly inducing sadness and depression

for losing sight of what love means to you

for feeling present in the current moment

for deep-rooted loneliness

for the pure excitement of having a crush

for sleeping

for the person who left and would ruin you if they ever came back

for a love that rages like a fire

for your pride & prejudice hand flex moment

for feeling dreamy

for your radiohead fix

for crying while still bopping along

for drinking warm spiced milk on a rainy day

for feeling like you're an indie coming of age film

for the nostalgic emo phase

for feeling wretched

for when you're walking the streets of a new city by yourself

for daydreaming about moving to new york city with your best friends

for bangerz only

for wearing bold lipstick

for your bollywood fix

for allowing yourself to change

for feeling like you're floating on your back in a swimming pool at night in an indie movie

for your gracie abrams fix

for when you don't recognize yourself

for my desi diaspora kids

for my desi diaspora kids pt 2

for traveling and being present

for feeling like a smashed vase, or for smashing vases

for the jungle

for your james blake fix

for managing the aux cord

for feeling like the color orange, or perhaps the fruit. either one

for late night car rides surrounded by the open sky

for seeing the end of the world but smiling ridiculously

for your ridiculous bestie

for dying of love

for gradually falling into sleep

for your joji fix

for watching bright orange sunsets while hating yourself

for feeling the first warmth of summer hit you

for feeling like the weird kid in class again

for learning to live without the heartache it gives you

for playing breath of the wild

for realizing that romantic love will not be the thing that heals you

for whispering secrets to your best friend

for the kids who grew up on the internet

for love, or the lack thereof

for when you want to move to a new city but something is keeping you where you are

for your morning walk

for sitting in a field of marigolds

for beat drops that make you go feral

for traveling to see your best friends

for not allowing yourself to feel ridiculous anymore

for feeling like a perpetually open wound

for risk-taking

for your coke studio pakistan fix

for waiting for better days

for haunting

for being afraid that this is all there is

for texting them to get home safe

for falling in love in the summertime

for your hallmark movie main character moment

for your slowcore fix

for studying

for eating heartshaped jam cookies

for an espresso shot of joy

for feeling like an empty well that has nothing left to give

for love-filled days

for your ariana grande fix

for web-weaving

for your commute

for losing grip of your dreams

for setting this whole year on fire

for feeling like a pakistani uncle drinking chai on the porch

for isolation

for kicking anxiety in the face

THANK YOU SCOTT SMAJOR

THANK YOU SCOTT SMAJOR

@stvksn on ig