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Oh good, Bart has Theo. He's asleep now. Off baby duty.

Tim, tell me I'm the better looking twin.

I'm clearly the better looking one.

Theyre stupid. Mine are better.

😐 😡

"I'm doing fine—" Thad would answer, a hint of mischief to his tone upon his brother's question. It was clear he knew it wasn't directed towards him. Did that sway he desire to answer? No, it did not. With Theo in his arms, he pressed a kiss to the baby's head. ++

"He didn't come home.."

What's so nice about about meeting you? You look like a moron.

Who the hell are you

I'm really good at making babies.

// back to being gay

// Because again — instead of being an adult and going "I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable, I didn't mean to" to someone being civil , you go and mass block them and all their friends who hadn't even said anything to you???? I typically am quiet because curate your space. But ++

💥/: If someone notices it on mine: I made a blocklist because someone decided to make a tasteless Epstein joke and refused to see why it was wrong. This person, who mind you always complains about seamstress' box blocklists and public blocklists, decided to put me and others on this as retaaliation+

//I was put on there either by association or because of this. Which the description of the blocklist is like irony funny because i've made it clear on multiple accounts that i'm completely against all of that. Even to the point of blocking døgma because they made a joke about klarion's genitals

// The olympics making me miss.....him.

Realizing his methods, while respectable, were not the most efficient ... Thad was quick to turn around. Improperly dreased, not nearly as quick enough, & needing to bring the bag he had ready for the moment. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit..!" ++

"There is nothing you could possibly have to bother me with..! Tim, what about Ti-" he'd almost ignore his brother, but in a fortunate turn of events, he heard every word. Theo. His son. Was on his way. Thad could feel his heart skip a beat before throbbing in his chest in a mix of nerves ++

"What are you talking about?? Get out of my room, Impulse..!! You always annoy me when I'm trying to recharge myself!! My weak, human body requires rest and nutrients!" "Not idiot bitches..!!" He grunted while launching the pillow at Bart's head.

Having lied down for a nap — much needed after a fit or two over his recent abandoment from one such fellow blonde. Restless & stirring, he finally managed a comfortable position before ... the rude interruption that caused for eyes to shoot wide open. "Motherfucker...!" ++

// Spooky made me cry during date night. (Sad movies fjdjds) So now they're making it up to me by showing me strange youtube videos fndnfnsnsm

// More replies to stuff later/tomorrow I'm busy kissing Spooky for Valentine's Day.

He was remaining busy, fussing with a dozen roses he had bought for the other as well, attempting to get them to look nice within a shiny, new vase. He didn't know much on Valentine's Day, but he knew he had to try his best to do something special... "It looks stupid..."

It's not super pretty, but he tried. Leaving the cake for @batstalker.bsky.social.

No.. leave me to starve. Bernard doesn't like me anymore ... I thought we were friends ... [ Slowly moving to lie on the ground dramatically .. ]

A month? Maybe longer.. He doesn't say much else about it or that he needs it for money. He went from making me all my food and packing my lunches to .. nothing! A sandwich! Cereal! I ate cold ravioli..!

He hasn't been! He made me cereal! CEREAL! He comes home tired and then insists he has to attend late study sessions, that he's helping with tutoring a few guys within his courses. And then doesn't make me anything!

I'm being neglected.

I will ruin you, Bartholomew.

I hate you, Bernard. I'll end you, Bernard. You lie to me, Bernard. You're SNEAKING BEHIND MY BACK, BERNARD! This is PUNISHABLE BY DEATH! DEATH! DO YOU HEAR ME, YOU IGNORAMOUS??? I'LL DESTROY YOU!!!

I WANT THAT BLOND BITCH

He didn't make me BREAKFAST. HE WANTS ME TO DIE.

"He hasn't been free. He always comes back from class around five at the latest, he's already cooking by six-thirty." Thad insisted, tapping his foot impatiently at the ground. "But he hasn't been home by five. And when he is, he says he has to go back out for a study group." ++

A snarl escaped the blond's lips while he's pull away from his brother in protest. His arms defiantly crossed over his chest while he'd turn his back to Bart — more akin to a brooding child rather than holding true malice. "No. I want Bernard.."

"You don't cook like him....."

On his third can of cold ravioli ...

Bernard hasn't been around to cook for him ... This has him grumpy ... & Now he's eating ravioli from the can.

Yes, closer.. Closer.. [ He's grabbing Bart's arm — & just chomping on it ]

I don't know. It's very tempting, Impulse. Come here-

<— So cold he got a factory reset

I bet your blood is warm, brother...

I'm so cold I could kill a man right now just for the blood to warm me.

// In the off chance I do anything bad today Just know Spooky's working late and I will be unsupervised <3

// might have to fall back into my Invincible addiction.

// Thad experiencing friendship is so dear to me. He thinks Yeray is so cool...

[ Quick to return the kiss, he leaned in even closer, moving to wrap both arms around his partner's waist & pull him even closer. ] I might be a bit of an attention whore.. [ Pulling back to get a better look, the adoration in his eyes was unmistakable.. ]

"Now's perfect. I mean it's fine— I mean...yeah, whatever." Trying not to show an eagerness for spending time with the other, though efforts were in vain. Yeray, the first person from out of the blue to show him kindness..