#blueishrobin

[babysdrivers]

no that’s valid. haas just. doesnt exist sometimes. they had the same driver pairing for so long sometimes they just. disappear

literally they're just part of the furniture now. well i guess not anymore 🥲💔

[wonderpodia]

Happy birthday! Have a great day 💕

Hey hun, sadly it’s not my birthday today. But if you wanna send my bestie @formulola a birthday message I’m sure she would appreciate it 🥰

[jedivszombie]

ooh I would love to see a little snippet of ‘it’s my pleasure, it’s your pleasure’ 10/10 on the title btw I love that

Of course! I wish I could take credit for the title but it’s from one of my fave Feist songs called Pleasure. This is a little fic I’ve had bashing around since Christmas that I have yet to do more with but here’s a snippet: 

Daniel surveyed the land from the kitchen window, mesmerised by the still afternoon and the heat haze shimmying above the ground. He was daydreaming; thinking about lazy days by the lake and late night barbecues under the stars. His hands were deep in dishwater, covered in the suds of the washing up liquid, knuckles stinging as the soap seeped into open cuts. 

The suds nipping at his knuckles brought Daniel back to the kitchen, an annoying reminder of how he ended up doing the washing up again. He cast his mind back to this morning and how Michael had dragged him out of bed, bleary eyed and groggy, at stupid o’clock for their morning workout. Michael laughed as Daniel scowled, first at the dishes he was angrily scrubbing, before turning his glare onto Michael.  

pick a title of one of my WIPs and I will give you a snippet/tell you more

[4mulaone]

Lance Stroll Halloween fic 👀

i dont know if im allowed 2 link it publicly but please know this is my favourite line ever penned

[oscar-piastri]

My favourite Marcus quote: I sent him some photos of earlier and asked him -heh☺️- do I look cute? And he said “haha yes you look *very cute*”

this was so adorable!!

please send me in my askbox, your favorite marcus quotes <3

[tfw-adhd]

How much does it cost to get a diagnosis? I assumed it would be on the NHS but I heard someone mention that they had to pay for their Autism diagnosis?

An ADHD diagnosis can be covered by the NHS, yes. However, getting from your first GP appointment to having a diagnosis can take around 3 years because of the amount of people that have to be seen. Because of that, some people choose to go private, which means that they pay for it all themselves,  but don’t have to wait so long. (Or if they live in America or somewhere else without free healthcare, then they’d have no other choice than to pay themselves, so that might be why you heard someone saying it.) If someone does choose to go private, it can cost anywhere from £300-£800. 

[ifdragonscouldtalk]

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hey how do yall feel about me writing a fic where...

That’s great and all and I would love to read this fic, BUT WHATS BEHIND THE DOOR

Jim should’ve been surprised when less than two minutes later, the door slid open to reveal two very angry Andorians, three pissed off Humans, and a raging Deltan threatening a bruised, bloody, and otherwise entirely unimpressed Vulcan, in his instructor blacks, where he was leaning against the side of his desk. It said something about his life that he wasn’t. 

“Sa-mekh!” Skeon cried, and took a step toward the room. Jim’s hand shot out of its own accord, grabbing the boy’s shoulder and holding him back as a group of pissed off gazes turned to them. The Vulcan instructor’s head turned sharply, and Jim winced as he realized the guy’s nose was definitely broken, his eyes just as expressive as Skeon’s. 

“Sa-fu,” he replied, not moving from where he was collapsed against his desk, PADDs strewn broken on the floor of his office. Jim wanted to start throwing punches when he realized his hands were bound behind his back with standard issue cuffs, lips curling back animalistically. “You should not be here.”

“Sa-mekh, you were being harmed,” Skeon said, that edge of tears back in his voice, and Jim bared his teeth as one of the Andorians inched towards the professor. 

“Don’t you dare,” he snarled, and the vehemence in his voice must’ve startled the attacker, because he froze. “Did you seriously think you’d get away with attacking an instructor? And a Vulcan, no less? No, you best keep your ass right there until Pike gets here with security, or I’ll make you stay there.” 

“And how do you think you’d do that?” one of the Humans spat, a brute of a man that Jim had seen around but never bothered to learn the name of. He was dumb but born with a silver spoon, and he had been sure the guy would be kicked out two semesters ago. 

“Maybe I’ll just undo the Professor’s cuffs there and let him handle it,” he shot back, and was gratified that the Deltan and one of the Humans flinched sharply. “Six of you, and you still, what, snuck up on him and tied him up so you could threaten him into changing your grade? If any of you had been awake during Interspecies Ethics, you’d know that was unlikely at best and damn suicidal at worst. Or maybe,” he hissed, stepping forward threateningly, “I’ll let you try and take another shot with his son here, and then watch the Admiralty draw and quarter your asses so hard you’ll wish I had just untied him. If he even lets you leave the room after that.” 

“Spock!” Pike shouted as he skidded to a stop behind Jim, taking in the scene with hard eyes. “Damn!” 

“Captain,” the professor, apparently Spock, replied evenly. “I would be most gratified if you could turn Skeon away from such a scene, and even more so if you would release me.”

“Uncle Chris,” Skeon said, and that definitely sounded like a sob. 

“Oh, kid,” Pike sighed, pulling the young Vulcan away from Jim and into a hug as security officers stormed into what must’ve been Spock’s office. “It’s alright, son, everything's going to be fine now.” 

“Uncle Chris?” Jim repeated, starting to finally feel a bit startled by the whole situation. 

"Fine has variable definitions," Skeon said as he pressed his face into Pike's stomach, and Jim watched his mentor grin ruefully at Spock while a security officer carefully unbound his cuffs.

"He sounds just like his daddy," Chris said, and Spock raised an eyebrow, rubbing his wrists and delicately wiping blood off his face.

"Indeed. Skeon, I am unharmed," the Vulcan said softly as he approached, kneeling before the young Vulcan. It said something about Jim's life that Skeon turning to hug his father tightly and sob into his shoulder surprised him more than anything else. "I am grateful to you, sa-fu."

[schecoperez]

Hope you’re doing okay!! Sending love your way 🧡