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Somebody tell me it's perfectly normal for the first ultrasound to look like a literal peanut. Just kept thinking of this fucker.

[FILTERED TO ADAM]

Stuck a copy in the inside pocket of your anniversary gift for safekeeping. She's our freaky little peanut.

( Last minute Samhain costume ideas from the local shop I guess 😂 )

Needs more cleavage. I'm going to look for a fae one next WISH ME LUCK.

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IT HAS BEEN ONE WHOLE YEAR SINCE GANSEY AND I HAVE BEEN MARRIED.


Never thought I'd be that person, but I like the way Gansey's face gets all soft when I say it.

[TEXTS SENT TO BLUE]

» You didn't sleepwalk last night.
» and I've been a non-stop ball of anxiety since Sorry. For the texting.
» But I did get ordered not to move about and I have no idea where you went.

Anyone else do anything weird last night?

Since I began my podcasting journey (thank you, Blue), I mostly just used it as an opportunity to talk about magic and share anecdotes. I've decided at this point, as I have been told again and again that I somehow do have more listeners than just my husband (though I would obviously continue to do this even if it were just my husband, because I appreciate him), that I will be splitting my podcast into two: one that continues to focus on magic and another that is more about my various opinions on food and entertainement, as well as aforementioned anecdotes.

However, I have hopes that the second will be guest based. If you are someone who doesn't mind possibly having a spirited disagreement (or agreement) to be released and have others hear it, please let me know. Bonus points if you have opinions on favorite foods, as that tends to be an easy go-to. Cupcakes vs. muffins, cake vs. pie, soup vs. stew, top five soups/desserts/appetizers, and so on.

Friendly discussions about such things are enrichment for me, so please help. School begins soon for the children and I will have added time on my hands. (No, this does not mean you should stay home from school to keep me busy, Kir.)

[BLUE, RONAN, & ADAM GROUP TEXTS]

» I'm putting together my outfits for the pride events.
» Did any of you replace my favorite shoes?
» They look brand new but I know it wasn't me.
» I normally would have pointed this look directly at Blue but she's too obvious of a choice.

» I've been avo Also we should start discussing housing to prepare for the coming years.

I came to check in on the board game idiots and give Gamora a bottle of mead for getting through this nonsense. They asked if I'd give the update on what's happened so far.

• Chetney Pock O'Pea made an old wizard fall in love with him.
  
• Chetney, Rocket, Katou, and Adaine managed to bullshit their way through an encounter with the most unforgivably stupid gang I've ever heard of.
  
• Kellach did his best to get permanently lost in an enchanted forest. Luckily Nebula is smart enough to keep him out of caves. He doesn't even like caves.
  
• Kellach and Nebula brokered peace between some farmers and a mysterious forest spirit.
  
• Nebula went on to threaten a man's balls for getting handsy with barmaids. Good for her.
  
• Blue, Eleven, and Kamala did what I'm told is called a fetchquest. Blue is getting a garish jacket for her trouble.
  
• Iris and Peter did so much chitchat that they got a sword.
  
• Mike Wheeler is bad at naming things, people, and dogs. He will yell something about placeholders when he sees I said that.
  
• Mike Wheeler can also eat far more Chinese food than anyone as skinny as he is should be capable of. The boy's like an endless consuming void. I can only assume the Fox Way grocery bill is a small fortune.

So there you have it.

Okay, so I have a small problem. Literally.

El and I made this map we’ve been calling Vallo Village, right? And we got Billy to do some magic to make it look a little more realistic, which worked, but maybe worked a little too well. Or not exactly. Ms. Maximoff says it seems like sympathetic magic from Vallo got involved because I based some of the map on an old part of the city.

Anyway the point is I just got a prayer? from the village? for help from mighty adventurers?.

It looks like my campaign is happening whether it’s finished or not, so basically I really need some people to come down and save a tiny village from [...] okay I can’t type it, wtf. Call it certain peril. I need people to go into the map and save the village from certain peril. I can’t tell you what the peril is for some reason, probably the magic again, but the peril is bad and it’s going to ruin the lives of all these people who were supposed to just be fictional and now are real.

So, uh…who wants to be an adventurer? Ms. Maximoff says she can work with the magic that’s affecting the map using my extra miniatures, if we can get people to volunteer to be bound to them for a little bit. You’ll just have to kind of be a character while you’re in there - you’ll have whatever powers the miniature’s class comes with, and you should probably come up with a name.

Anyone? Please, I know this sounds stupid, but that little town is a real little town now, and they need our help.

[POSTED AFTER PROM ENDS]

i have onec again lost my wife in her persuit of s oup and ADVENrutre

i have al so loss my jacket

[...]

that is less imPortant.

marco?

that was more funny in my head than in the WRRITTEN WORD

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[FILTERED TO FRIENDS]

Hey so. We've got an appointment with a few specialists to get the ball rolling on making a baby. Idk how long it's all going to take and I only halfway understand what a surrogate coordinator even fucking does, but I figured I'd share the good news and shit. Parrish said I couldn't wear a "call me daddy" shirt to the market so. Look at that. Using my ~words~.

So if I wanted to convince the Great Library to let me paint a mural inside of it, who would I need to talk to? Or is that just like a don't even bother situation? I'm not rich enough to bribe anyone. I'm just curious.

[FILTERED TO BLACKTHORN MANOR]

On that note, I started a new one at the house. In the den. Watch out for the paint cans and tarps. And don't look at it until I'm done.

[OOC: feel free to ignore him and peek anyway, it's going to be like the Blackthorn mural but with Tessa, Jem, Will, Kit, and Mina.]

What I've discovered this week is that some of you need to be complimented more often. I'd apologize but I'm not actually that sorry.

FILTERED TO EDWIN:

How are you feeling?

Did anyone else make it through? Is anyone else in the middle of the forest? There's a group of us here, but we're still trying to figure out where exactly we are.

Next week will mark my arrival anniversary into Vallo and I believe that counts as one of the few dates where I am allowed to be sentimental "on main", as my once students used to say. (Note that the other dates include: my birthday, Caleb's birthday, the children's birthday, our wedding anniversary. Other random days must be forgiven, if I am not controlled at brunch and have one too many sips of a mimosa.)

And so, this has been a very tumultuously wonderful handful of years and I am grateful to the people who have given it such joy, both those that have since gone and everyone still here--and, most assuredly, those that will still stumble into Vallo in the future. I am a lucky elf.

Anyway, sentimentality over. Thank you for allowing the indulgence.

I am delivering a new podcast this evening that I am particularly proud of. Normally I would give hints as to the subject matter--magic, soup, book reviews, etc--so as to tempt people to listen, but I wish not to spoil anyone and also I have heard that lending some mystery could likewise tempt people to listen so this is a test. If no one listens, I will know it is a gamble best not taken again and simply be terrible sad. (This is a back up plan: if mystery does not work, perhaps guilt will.) (This is a joke, in case my brand of humor remains less than clear after all these years of attempting it.)

Hey, I'm looking for odd jobs that a teenager is allowed to do so I can pick up some extra money to pay for prom stuff. So if anybody needs, like...a bookshelf put together or their library catalogued or the oil changed in their car or something, call me. I want my girlfriend to be able to order an appetizer at pre-prom dinner if she wants.


[Filtered to William Laurence]
Hey Mr. Laurence, this is Mike, Nancy's brother. You also might remember me from helping out with the kid camp at Art of Expression back when everybody got turned into kids.

I wanted to ask for some I guess fashion advice? El and I are going to the prom in May, and you're supposed to dress formal for that. I've never dressed any more formal than basic going to church clothes, so I have no idea what I'm doing. You always look really sharp, so I was hoping maybe you could help me with figuring out what to wear for this?
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After figuring out explosives weren't the best route, the vacuum cleaner I rigged has contained the slime without them getting out and nobody has had to touch them.

Who do I send the containers to? I can incinerate them.