#for some reason i adore daphne

[literallyjusttoa]

A redraw of the timeline of Apollo's life I made half a year ago! Sadly for some reason CSP decided to completely delete poor Post-First Punishment Apollo (the fifth one), but luckily I took a picture of it before hand so y'all can see it, even if it's lower quality ;-;. If you want the story behind these designs I dumped like 2000 words about it in my og post, which you can see here!

Some quick addendums I forgot to put in last time + fun design details:

Apollo replaces Helios as the god of the sun after the Trojan War, around 900 B.C.E-ish.

Baby Apollo has horns now! This is a trait he inherited from his titan side and then quickly lost during his battle with Python. It's a nod to his first domain being shepherding as well.

Just to clarify, post-first punishment Apollo goes before post-Daphne Apollo, it's just I couldn't place them in the right order bc csp sucks

The symbol I used on Main Apollo's fabric is called a delphic epsilon! It was used as a symbol for Apollo's temple at Delphi in Ancient Greece and represented a worshiper's initiation into light.

The blue-ish silver ribbon Fall of Greece Apollo has belonged to Artemis. As I stated in my first post, Apollo spends a large amount of time away from Olympus between the fall of greece and his time in Rome, so he kept the ribbon to have something of his sister's in the meantime.

Also for Fall of Greece Apollo, his cloak is fading for two reasons. One, he's spending a lot more time performing his duties as the god of burials, making his role as one of the first bridges between the living and dead much more prominent. The underworld is pulling at him just as much as it is pulling at the casulties of Greece. Two, Apollo is not spending time on Olympus, nor is he actively speaking with any of his worshipers. This is causing belief in him to diminish, so this is the closest he has ever gotten to fading. I swear I will write a whole thing about the period at some point I have so many ideas.

The sheep 2nd punishment Apollo has is a Chios sheep! They are actually native to Greece, and also adorable I love them.

I think that's all for now, I hope you guys like the art!!!

#trials of apollo #toa apollo #lester papadopoulos #sunny speaks #long post #apollart #timeline #this is why you guys can't let me talk about this stuff I can not shut up /j #i'm ngl you can see me get messier with each piece but it's fiiiiiine everything's fiiiiiiinnne

[mythsandheather]

What I hate the most about LO is that Rachel is making the romance between actual gods backward. Aphrodite and Hephaestus were a couple but Aphrodite found him repulsing so she cheated on him with Ares. Even after that cheating on Hephaestus, Ares, and Aphrodite were the only sane couple in Greek myths. Apollo had his fair share of lovers (if you exclude Daphne) with him being in love with BOTH male and female and how does Rachel do justice to his character? By making him a R*****

The saga of Ares, Aphrodite and Hephaestus is often terribly misunderstood and LO is no exception, except that she weaponises it in her narrative and portrays it arguably at its worst.

The original story of these three is often stripped down to the bare basics along the lines of either “star-crossed lovers and ugly loser dude who got in their way” or “bad slutty woman cheats on poor helpless (but still ugly loser) dude with angry frat bro” and it’s wild. It’s a story, at least how I see it, about love, pain and compromise for what you need for yourself.

Hephaestus is hurt, angry and traumatised by his parents abuse of him, specifically Hera, and so he traps her in his specially made throne. He has a point to make and for the first time in his life, he will not be ignored.

Aphrodite is offered as the prize for freeing Hera, without her consent, and so is also hurt, worried and angry, especially when Hephaestus wins her hand. She is handed off to a man she barely knows, let alone loves, and can’t do anything about it

Ares is both not strong to free his mother, nor able to keep the woman he adores from being handed off to someone else — his own brother, no less, and has to just sit and watch. He is humiliated, he is hurt, he is angry.

The retelling I like the most is from Stephen Fry’s Mythos, where Aphrodite and Ares are already engaged when the throne incident happens, Zeus assuring them that surely since Ares is the strongest, he’ll be the one to free Hera. Even Zeus is humanised. Aphrodite’s hand being offered is him making a rash decision to motivate the other gods out of his desperation to free his wife.

When Hephaestus arrives and frees Hera, it’s not what anyone expected and Hephaestus makes it very clear that he’s not doing this to get the girl, so much as to make it clear he’s a force to be reckoned with.

He had Aphrodite seperate shortly after their marriage and she goes on her way with Ares while Hephaestus goes about his work, now with the respect he wanted for his craftsmanship. Ares, Aphrodite and Hephaestus are all on relatively amicable terms as later stories unfold too, especially compared to the fighting of the other gods.

In some versions, Dionysus intervenes and convinces Hephaestus with some alcohol both to free Hera and not to pursue Aphrodite, and Hephaestus agrees.

Now, you might be looking at all this and thinking “wow, what a nuanced tale and what a mature way everyone ended up handling it! Everyone here is flawed yet you like and relate to all of them! Surely this would make a great adaptation for a ‘feminist retelling’!” You’d be wrong.

Ares is a douchey dudebro who is obsessed with Persephone cuz reasons and exists to say every oversexualised, gross, objectifying thought Rachel herself has while drooling over her self insert but can’t make Hades say cuz he’s supposed to be a gentleman.

Aphrodite is a petty caricature of influencers and Kim Kardashian and her hyper sexualised nature is a bad thing and entirely her own fault when something bad happens to her. She’s also purple. I will never not be mad about Aphrodite not being pink.

She and Ares break up because -insert slut-shaming, not like the other girls logic to defend Persephone- here and she marries Hephaestus.

Hephaestus is set dressing, at best. Every cool attribute he has is stolen and given to Hades and instead of being ugly due to injury or physical deformity and this being a source of how mistreated he is, he’s just…black-coded and with prosthetic legs. If that made you slightly uncomfortable, it should.

Speaking of minorities being taken, chewed up and spat out by Lore Olympus, that brings us to Apollo. Poor, poor Apollo. One of the most beloved and influential of the Theoi, literally unrecognisable and reduced to being the self-insert’s r*pist because, you guessed it, reasons.

Let me add to all the people saying it, because it needs to be repeated; APOLLO DID NOT ASSAULT PERSEPHONE IN THE MYTHS OR ANYWHERE EXCEPT LORE OLYMPUS.

I know it’s probably not intended to be homophobic how Apollo is treated in LO, but fuck it, that’s how it smells to me, so that’s what I call it.

Every character, every relationship, every story serves to boost the Rachel x Mads fapfic Persephone and Hades love story and it’s nasty. How the fuck are you gonna call yourself a folklorist and do this?

#antiloreolympus #lo critical #lore olympus critical #lo criticism #anti lore olympus #lore olympus criticism

[myfictionaldreams]

I know it's already november but i've been so behind and off tumblr BUTTT what do you think our little mafia!stucky trio went as for halloween 🤭🤭🤭 i think there was def some public costumes and some just to wear at home

Sorry, it's taken me a few days to answer this! I absolutely loved trying to think of answers for this, as there were so many options I could have gone with! Thank you for sending this ♥

“Please come out of the toilet; I promise the others won’t laugh. You’ll look great!” you shout through the thick bathroom door, cheeks aching from the amount you’re smiling.

A snicker echoes across the room, and you glare pointedly at the man adjusting his green shirt, hardy attempting to hold back his laugh. You were trying, which was difficult, considering you hadn’t even seen  Bucky’s costume yet. Still, even the imagination of it was enough to have you wanting to collapse to the floor and laugh until your belly hurt.

“I don’t believe you, Doll. If I come out and hear one laugh, I’m not going to this stupid Halloween party”. You try not to roll your eyes at Bucky’s dramatics, but if you were in his situation, you’d refuse to leave the house. In fact, you were shocked he had even said yes to the outfit in the first place.

Turning towards the others in the room, you pointed your finger and demanded, “No laughing at Bucky. I really want to go tonight and win this prize for best dressed, and we can’t go without Bucky, so keep yourselves contained!”

“I can hear you smiling, Mama. You’re just as bad as them”, Bucky muttered, leaning onto the other side of the door. You smack your hand over your mouth, hiding the grin and try to compose yourself.

“Please just come out; we’re going to be late!” you say, stepping away from the door and picking up your tiny orange purse that matched the shade of your wig. Approaching Steve, who had remained by the door, you straightened his scarf, which also matched the shade of your wig, as he casually leaned against the door frame, admiring your outfit.

“Right, I’m coming out there. I don’t want to hear a single noise out of anyone; otherwise, you’re fired”, Bucky jokingly threatened as he opened the bathroom door and stepped out to a flood of laughter. In your fairness, you did try to hide the laughs, but looking at the little dog collar around his neck, you were beside yourself with laughter, doubling over and holding onto Steve so you didn’t collapse to the floor. “I hate you all”, he drawled, crossing his arms so the fluffy material of his Scooby-Doo outside stretched to its limits.

“I don’t know, boss, I think you make an excellent dog, especially the tail brings out the blue of your eyes., Natasha sarcastically reasoned with him as she grabbed his tail, but Bucky was swifter to grip her wrist and pushed her away.

“You’re the first to be fired, Romanoff”, he grumbled, adjusting the hood of the onesie with Scooby-Doo’s face on.

You move away from Steve, your heels clicking along the floor as you move, which captures the attention of the grumpy man before you as he admires your Daphne costume. “I’m sorry for laughing! You just look so cute and adorable! We’re definitely going to win the competition!”

You were surprised he had even agreed to it anyway, but you’d promised a separate costume awaiting his and Steve’s return from the party, which you knew would compensate for his embarrassment. Looking around the room, everyone was dressed to perfection. Steve as Fred was the obvious choice, and you loved nothing more than seeing Steve in a tight-fitting jumper, and his little scarf was adorable.

Natasha had initially argued with you, stating she wanted to be Daphne, but you quickly reminded her that in most versions of Scooby-Doo, Fred and Daphne were a couple, so it was only fair that you got to be Daphne. Anyway, Natasha didn’t even have to wear a wig to be Velma, so this choice was easiest. Then came the argument over who was going to be Shaggy and Scooby-Doo.

Bucky initially tried to pull rank over Sam, insisting that there would be many other gangs, dangerous people and high-powered individuals at the party so they couldn’t see him in such an embarrassing costume. You reasoned with him that Sam was the obvious pick for Shaggy, with his wit and sarcasm and that Bucky was still a menacing Second leader for the Rogers mafia, no matter what he wore. Additionally, the promise of a special costume in return had Bucky reluctantly agreeing to be Scooby and Sam, therefore, could be Shaggy.

“I promise this will all be worth it”, you whisper to Bucky, flicking the gold jewel on his dog collar and necklace.

“It better be, Doll”, he smiled finally, staring at your lips before clapping his hands, “Right, everyone gets into the Mystery Machine”.

“You know Buck, you look kinda adorable with a dog collar around your neck”, Steve jokes, attempting to reach for the necklace like you had, but Bucky ducked out of the outstretched hand and then shoved lightly into Steve’s chest.

“You can’t say much - Cute scarf, by the way”. Even though Bucky had been attempting to tease Steve, this only had both men smiling, wrapping arms around each other, and walking towards the exit.

Later that night, you were stuck between multiple costumes for them, having seen at least six different options in the shop that you knew would drive Steve and Bucky mad, so in the end, you wrote all the possibilities down and let them randomly pick which one they’d prefer. The choices ranged from cheerleader, sexy nurse and fairy. They were all stereotypical sexy costumes, but they were all ideas you knew would drive the two men crazy.

Steve reached into the pot first and then Bucky, reading their own pieces of paper and grinning devilishly.

“So? Which would you both prefer?”, you asked, standing before them, having removed the Dampne heels and hair.

Steve shifted his position from where he sat at the end of the bed with Bucky, already feeling his desire swelling between his legs. “Mine says Red Riding Hood. Oh baby girl, you know I would love to be your big bad wolf and chase you through the woods”.

You tried to ignore the pulse that bloomed in your core as you looked to Bucky with a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to talk. “Mine is Professor and Student”.

Stepping closer to Bucky, you plucked the piece of paper from his hand and then the same with Steves. “We can do one tonight and another tomorrow. Here’s the thing with the one you picked, Bucky. I’d like it if I were your professor and you were both my naughty students; how does that sound?”

Bucky’s mouth dropped open like he would say something, but no words came out, so he silently nodded. “Good! I’ll go and get changed, and both of you just wait here”.

#mafia au #mafia!stucky #mafia drabble #mafia steve rogers #steve rogers #bucky barnes #mafia bucky barnes #mine* #stucky

[hacash]

reason why frasier is such an underrated show: whenever niles tries something to stop daphne from dating another man (and his flare-ups of jealousy are never done as much as corresponding nice guys on friends or himym) it's not played off as cute or acceptable or something that's justified because he's 'the nice guy who was in love with her all along'. in fact, in most of the examples I can think of, after getting some sense slapped into him niles always ends up supporting daphne in her romantic relationships because he knows it's the right thing to do.

and even though niles is the archetypal 'dogged nice guy' trope, the show makes him actively examine the flawed lens he's regarded daphne through all these years, before he actually gets the girl (at least, in a sexual sense). it's not a case of 'nice guy gets rewarded because he's nice and was a stalker with a crush', it's a case of niles only being able to be in a full and healthy relationship with daphne once he's sorted through those years of longing and come to see her as a fully fledged human being, not just an object of adoration.

#frasier #niles crane #daphne moon #(taking a break from my terrorblogging momentarily)

[rubykgrant]

Because of REASONS, I remembered my Scooby-Doo character designs from a few years ago. I decided to touch-up the picture a bit and fix a few things. So, here they are again! If I were to totally make my own “dream version” of Scooby-Doo, this isn’t exactly the “style” I’d prefer them in (something a little closer to the classic), this is just a cute and simple style I use when I want to get an idea for basic body-types, hair, and outfits. As for the story, I’d toss together all my favorite things from every previous version, but the basic plot would go like this; the kids all originally met when they were very little, trick-or-treating on Halloween, and solving the mystery of some mean older kids who were stealing candy. During middle school, they wound up moving away from each other for various reasons... but all reunited in high school! They had a fairly normal time, solving mundane mysteries and such. After graduation, they decide to take a road trip together, and THAT is when they truly become Mystery Inc. A mixture of the old-school plots, some new adventures, and yes- sometimes the spooky things ARE real! I’d honestly aim for it to be PG-13, it doesn’t need to be turbo-edgey and grim-dark, but they can say swears. There would one F-bomb in the whole show, and Freddy gets to say it~

(some character notes below)

I drew Velma first because I’ve always wanted to update her outfit as sort of a sleeveless sweater-dress kind of thing. I gave her red shorts instead of a skirt, and I think it somehow made her look more sporty but still cute. Some orange high-tops sort of bring it together. I wanted her hair to have something like a flapper-girl style, and I kept classic style square glasses because she works them (and still can’t see without them). Velma is easily the most adorable. She’s still the “smart one”, but she doesn’t know EVERYTHING about EVERYTHING; history, science and chemistry, literature, and math are what she excels at. She also has a near photographic memory, and although she understands a lot about technology (in terms of software/programming/coding), she isn’t too great with machines. Some background for her; Velma is mixed Japanese/Mexican and Jewish. She’s also trans and a lesbian~

I knew I wanted Daphne to look really fashionable, but also in something simple and comfortable. I gave her a purple halter top/skirt with a leg-cut on one side, and loose lavender jeans. She almost never has pants in her main outfit, but I think it gives her a fun nostalgic look of the 60s and 70s. I moved her green scarf up to her hair, and gave her matching green earrings. I like the idea that because she’s a little clumsy (Danger-Prone-Daphne) she’s taken lots of athletic lessons to try and make up for it; she’s done ballet, gymnastics, Karate, boxing, archery, played different sports like soccer/basketball/baseball/tennis, swimming lessons, and equestrian classes. Basically, when she’s in “alert-mode”, she could probably handle just about anything… but when she’s not paying attention she tends to trip (though, she’s kinda of backwards-lucky by stumbling into clues this way). Daphne can speak several languages fluently, she’s got perfect pitch, is super sensitive to textures so she can recognize any material, and has a gift for being very charming and intuitive. Some background for her; her dad is Iranian, and her mom is Scottish. She’s also bi~

I always wanted to give Fred a blue jacket. I just think it suits him. He’s also got light-blue jeans, and a white long-sleeve shirt (with a red collar to replace the ascot haha). He’s got a little bit of a farm-boy vibe (hence the belt and work boots). He’s all about cars and other machines, a real  Mr. Fix-It, and he loves taking stuff apart to see how it works. As a result he’s pretty good at his other hobby besides mechanics… TRAPS. Fred also practices being an escape artist, so if he ever gets caught he’ll be able to get out of almost anything. Although he’s certainly not “stupid”, he has a tendency to be a bit oblivious and a little too headstrong. He’s got a heart if gold though, and everybody who knows him would agree that he’s endlessly kind. Some background for him; Fred’s parents went missing around when he younger, and so he’s had a few different foster families. He doesn’t get reunited with his folks until much later (learning more about his family, he finds out he’s mixed Italian/Norwegian). He’s also bi~

Shaggy doesn’t need much changing (if I altered too much, he just wouldn’t look like Shaggy anymore). I have him a white long-sleeved shirt under his classic green one, changed his brown pants into cargoes (all loose fitting, Shaggy likes it baggy), and gave him some black sneakers. He’s naturally still got long hair and a scruffy chin (plus some sideburns). Even though he’s a well known scardey-cat, Shaggy has a deep love for horror movies and fictional spooky stuff doesn’t seem to bother him. His various fears and phobias have actually made him a safety expert; not only does he usually carry a back-pack with a fully stocked first aid kit, he knows how rescue somebody who is drowning, all the safety procedures for different vehicles/aircraft, CPR, and survival tactics (he actually knows more medical facts than Velma). Despite being so thin and lanky, he is almost always eating, sometimes thinking with his stomach rather than his head. He’s always happy to share though, and he even cooks great meals for his friends (mindful of allergies and what-not). Some background for him; he’s Canadian First Nations and Jewish on his mother’s side. He’s also trans, bi and ace~

Scooby was maybe the most difficult to draw… he’s so iconic, and I wasn’t sure how to draw him in this style but still make him look like Scooby. I’m not sure if I succeeded, but I think the result isn’t too bad. Shaggy found Scoob as a pup, and they have been best friends ever since. Like Shaggy, Scooby loves to eat and hates to be afraid, but he’s only a coward when something threatens him; if a monster or villain is going to hurt one of his friends, Scooby always comes to their defense. People forget that he’s actually a very big strong dog because he’s usually so gentle and silly. Scoob knows all sorts of trick from the typical “sit/roll-over/shake” to more impressive stunts. Although he loves attention and praise, the best way to get him to do anything is to bribe him with a Scooby Snack! He’s a very smart animal, and the fact that he can communicate when he smells or hears something suspicious that people might miss is a real asset for solving mysteries. Like any good dog, Scooby is loyal and lovable~

#scooby-doo

[nakianshuri]

Penelope is a flawed character and it annoys me how the fans refuse to accept it and only see her as some kind of victim who has been done wrong. Yes Penelope has been bullied by her family and Cressida, and ignored by the society for not being what they consider "attractive" but she like you said is a manipulative character who used this invisibility to collect private conversation and then spread them for the whole ton to see and judge. She has ruined reputations of people who trusted her ( Marina, Eloise) judged people who did nothing wrong to her ( calling Daphne unmarriageable first season) and used her power to destroy others to protect herself ( ruining a seamstress reputations so that madame delacroix won't expose her secret). Season 3 should have Penelope face the consequences of her actions and own up to the mess she had done through her words, but they most likely wouldn't do anything like this. Also how the heck is Colin going to react when he finds out that she is the one who ruined both his sister reputation and his engagement? Like they better not have him be cool with it, he despised Lady Whistledown during the second season.

I agree. Penelope is a flawed character, like all the other Bridgerton characters. I love flawed characters. I adore barely reformed mean girls. I just need them to admit their flaws. My complaint isn't so much that Penelope's done wrong but that she hasn't admitted that some of her choices were bad.

Personally, I would just like to see some self-reflection from Penelope about her role as LW and the impact that has had on people closest to her.

I also want to see Pen realize that lying to Eloise was a betrayal of trust because that to me is the real issue between them. I don't think Eloise resented Penelope for being LW as some believe. By season 2, Eloise isn't that impressed by the LW gossip and has moved on to more explicitly political writing by Wollstonecraft, whose writing Pen calls "haughty." LW isn't giving Eloise what she needs emotionally, intellectually, so I'm not convinced she's envious. She wants LW to do more with her talents, but otherwise s2 was about Eloise discovering more stimulating thoughts outside of gossip.

It's that Eloise has been nothing but an opened book to Penelope and was actively searching for LW and trying at one time to protect her. And all the while, Pen was playing in her face. I want to see Pen feel some remorse for that. I don't know what other consequences I could reasonably expect her to deal with this season, but at the very least, I'd like her to reflect on her own privilege as a writer and what she's done with it and the impact of the secrets she's kept about herself vs those she's revealed about everyone else.

ETA: I don't know how they'll whitewash the Marina thing. Colin mentioned in s2 his regrets about how he treated her and how LW exposed her so brutally. I don't know how he'll reconcile those feelings with his relationship to Pen. I think they'll have to have him get over it, and it most likely won't be satisfying in any way because the person she really needs to apologize to for that is Marina. And even if she were to reappear, which I doubt, she'd probably tell Pen that it needed to happen and it's all in the past. So I have to reconcile with the fact that part of the storyline will just remain unfinished for me.

#bridgerton #penelope bridgerton #eloise bridgerton

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Hi!! Can I please request a romantic matchup for Mystery Incorporated, OUAT, and Star Wars? (sorry if that's a lot!)

I'm pretty average when it comes to things like height and weight, I have curly honey brown hair and brown eyes. I have so many freckles and I wear glasses cause I'm super blind.

My sense of style is all over the place when it comes to everything. My room is an eclectic mess of old car parts, huge bookshelves stuffed to the brim with books, antiques that I've collected, random paintings I've done, and I think the rest of my style is very similar. I find a way to make a cute outfit out of anything.

I'm asexual and biromantic. I love artsy things like cosplaying, crafting, and painting, and I love to sing and dance. I'm extroverted but still quite shy. I love music, recently I've been into kpop. I'm really sensitive when it comes to tv, I cry over every movie.

I am a very caring person, although I have a tendency to like being babied, as I am the youngest of my friends. I am also really clingy and I have a lot of love to give. One of my favorite ways to show love is acts of service, I love helping bandage people up if they are hurt, or cooking them a meal. I'm also big on pda and physical touch.

I think that's all I got! anyways thank you so much!!

Hi! Thank you for requesting a matchup, and don't worry, the amount is fine! :) I hope you enjoy! <333333

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Mystery Incorporated;

Shaggy Rogers:

🥪 You met Shaggy when you called them for help, there was a ghost of some kind in your closet, now you didn't mean to make the like the Ghostbusters, but you had no idea who else to call; and you did not regret it after you saw him... Shaggy

🥪 You were a bit shy when you first spoke to him... And his dog... But you quickly warmed up to him, finding that he loves to eat and boogie down; you loved to dance too, so that's one thing you had in common!

🥪 After the ghost, who had actually been your grandmother pulling a prank, got caught, Shaggy asked you out and you said yes; Shaggy then got your number and later that weekend took you out to a nice fast food place and then you both went walking around a park before he heard an ice cream truck, (sadly though, his dog, Scooby, was being a third wheel)

🥪 Though, you both really liked each other, and it got to the point that Shaggy went on dates without Scooby, and you both had a really great time each time; and soon enough Fred, Velma, and Daphne were begging you both to stop kissing when you joined them for a ghost hunt

🥪 Shaggy thinks you're like totally awesome dude :) He's like totally in love with you too (He'd make you so many sandwiches)

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OUAT;

Jefferson:

🎩 You met Jefferson when you were living in storybrooke, now he couldn't stay inside that mansion he lived in forever, so when he had to go out for food and literally ran into you, he was glad that he did; love at first sight?

🎩 Being the little devious boy he is, he apologises and insists that you come with him to him home where he could get you some tea; you decided, 'why the hell not' and went with him, feeling an odd sense of trust and peace with him

🎩 One thing led to another, and you moved in three months later, Jefferson was the sweetest gentleman, always making sure you are alright and feel loved; you absolutely adore him, half the reason why you began dating him, he's gorgeous, and you love to repay his kindness, love, and generosity with little acts of service

🎩 Somehow along in what seemed like a fairytale, you helped Jefferson get his daughter back, and he would be forever grateful for your help; you became a cute, little family - you loved cooking up food to go off into the woods and have picnics with them

🎩 Jefferson totally believes that it was love at first sight, and you feel the same, with every lingering glance, cuddles in large beds, and going out of sweet dates, you both were head over heels; you'd do anything for each other

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Star Wars;

Han Solo:

🔫 You met Han when you went with your Uncle Ben and new friend Luke to make a deal with the man and his Wookie friend; you three needed to get out off the planet and your Uncle Ben made a deal with Han

🔫 You on the other-hand, should have been listening to the conversation, but all you could see was Han; oh boy, oh boy

🔫 Han was sort of thinking the same, well, he thought you were mighty attractive, he loved the way you smiled, and the way your eyes shimmered when something interesting peaked your interests

🔫 You didn't start dating/courting until after the end of Darth Vader, dancing about in celebration, Han took his moment to pull you into a shared dance where you then shared your first kiss under the many stars

🔫 Han can't get over you, and misses you when you're gone, even if you are in another part of the ship, like yourself, he always wants your touch, either holding your hand, your hand on his arm, sitting shoulder to shoulder... In short, he's whipped; you felt the same, needing him always near you, and you always found it endearing when you'd come back into the cockpit and turn Han's pout into a grin

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#cute #fluff #slight angst #request #requests open #matchup #matchups #mystery incorporated #ouat #once upon a time #star wars #shaggy rogers #norville shaggy rogers #jefferson #han solo #shaggy rogers x reader #jefferson x reader #han solo x reader

[abovethemists]

I’m sorry, I just think it’s hilarious when anyone in the Bridgerton fandom dogpiles on one specific character as being “problematic” especially ones who haven’t really been in the show yet because, my brothers in Christ, every one of them is problematic.

The books were written in the early 2000s and it shows. Most of the men have daddy trauma that “excuses” their bad behavior. Simon lies to Daphne and uses her naïveté to his advantage. Anthony threatens Kate on their wedding night in the book that she can’t deny him his marital rights. Benedict won’t take no for an answer when Sophie refuses to be his mistress and is an all around dick about it. Colin is angry and jealous that Penelope is more successful than he is and he gets real uncomfortably rough with her a few times. Phillip wants Eloise to parent his kids so he doesn’t have to and is also kind of a dick. I don’t remember enough about the last three books but I’m sure there was problematic stuff in them as well. All the characters think about choking each other a lot for some reason. These characters are flawed and get better! That’s part of the fantasy!

The thing is, the show is better in a lot of ways. They left out a lot of the shitty things Anthony did (though getting all the way to the altar with Edwina was a new kind of hell). There’s every reason to believe they’ll do better with Benedict, Colin, Phillip etc.

This was mostly prompted by seeing so much hate for Phillip specifically when all he’s done in show so far is step up and take care of his brother’s kids. I get that Eloise in show is very different from her book counterpart and people think show!Eloise and Phillip would never gel. I agree. They wouldn’t. Which is why show!Phillip is a different character as well. I see so much more grace for all the other dudes and I want to say give show!Phillip a chance. He might be adorable.

#bridgerton #bridgerton book spoilers #I feel like everyone has their favorite book and hates the others in this fandom #I like them all #they are not great literature #let historical romance hero’s be problematic #it’s what they do best #if they weren’t little shits it wouldn’t be so fun to break them apart into tiny pieces and make them grovel at a woman’s feet

[smilesrobotlover]

How about wind waker?

Wind waker is such a fun and charming game with a unique style to it! I think this game balances linear gameplay and open world relatively well! At least for me, I didn’t have too many issues with the overworld. But yeah, the different islands are SO much fun to explore, the music is incredible, and Link is such a fun Link! Just like skord Link, he’s full of personality and it makes him enjoyable to watch! The gameplay is very fun and the characters are so amazing. I love Aryll so much, I love Tetra and the pirate crew, I love the sages, I love the grandma, I love daphnes, and yeah, the characters are amazing. And this Link is such an awesome Link, cuz he sorta earns his right to be called a hero, which is super cool! And the helmaroc battle was so epic cuz that battle was personal! And then Ganondorf is such a cool character in this game. Very interesting and complex, and overall an evil dude.

I also adore how much it connects to the games before it. It knows where it is on the timeline and it doesn’t shy away from it, which i appreciate as a timeline follower (yes fight me on that). They took the time to show that the Rito were once zora with the Sage of earth, they took a unique route with the Kokiri by turning them into Koroks, and then showing the Kokiri Sage of wind. They talked about the legends. Idk it’s just a wonderful game, the gameplay, the story, all of that

Unfortunately it is a rushed game, which is depressing to think about. This game could’ve had so much more to it but it was rushed where we couldn’t explore Hyrule below the ocean, we had to search for Triforce pieces which is a bit annoying. And of course, my biggest complaint, is Zelda. I hate seeing Tetra turn to Zelda. The idea of her being the princess is cool, don’t get me wrong. But the way they went about it gets under my skin. Once again reducing her to a helpless princess and white washing her for some reason? Look I don’t like to talk about white washing much but this was just bad on Nintendo’s part. Her personality changes so much to me that I just, struggle to see them being the same you know? Tetra deserves better. But I did like how she helps you fight Ganondorf, it’s super cool.

Overall, a wonderful game

#toon link <333 #asks

[cherry-velvet-skies]

The Beatles + Martha is literally the Scooby gang

If you want me to elaborate I absolutely will

EDIT: I AM ELABORATING BELOW THE CUT IF YOU'RE INTERESTED

Okay so basically the short version of my order goes:

John - Fred

Paul - Shaggy

George - Daphne

Ringo - Velma

BUT ALLOW ME TO EXPLAIN

(Also before we get any further I want to address that scooby doo lore contradicts itself like a million fucking times so if any of my info is inaccurate pls tell me but I'm not taking all the blame lmao)

John is Fred because he's kinda the leader in the way that John created the Beatles and Fred created Mystery Inc. Kinda the one that everyone THINKS is the one in charge but in reality they don't delegate that much of the responsibility. It's more of just an introductory approach and then everyone just kinda does what feels right after that. BUT, contrary to popular belief, they are not dumb!! When it really counts, they're actually pretty intelligent and can have some amazing ideas seemingly out of nowhere. Also, incredible sense of humor without even trying and has immense himbo energy.

Paul is Shaggy for one because of Martha (if Martha is Scooby that makes Paul Shaggy by default), but I do think there are a lot of similarities between them. Even though they're not the leader, they somehow became the most popular member and the one that everyone knows even if you know nothing about the group itself. But their title of main character is well deserved, and they have been known to (willingly or unwillingly) assume the role of a leader if said leader is unavailable for whatever reason. Also, conflict makes them SUPER NERVOUS and they just wanna know that everything is sorted and they don't have to do anything about it. Also, yeah def a stoner and really would just rather be having fun doing what they love.

George is Daphne and I know this one might be controversial but I see it as a positive thing. In the beginning, most people overlooked them saying they were the least important member and didn't really add much to the team. But as time goes on, their role in the group becomes stronger and their individual abilities are able to be shown more and explored in a more vast range. But people still say that if it weren't for their leader and the group forming that they wouldn't be where they are now and it's just so obvious to see that, as an individual, they are incredibly talented and more people start to choose them as their favorite member because their independence proves how capable they are at so many things. Not to mention the overwhelming girlboss energy.

Ringo is Velma for SO many reasons. One, they're both obviously the backbone of the group, and while yes, all the members are important, we all know if they weren't there NOTHING would get done. The smartest one and the most levelheaded so you know who's resolving all those conflicts. Always looking out for the others whether they want to or not it just kinda happens. Also sarcastic and funny without trying, plus they're both the shortest and I promise that was not a factor in my comparison I just realized it as I'm typing this

And I know Martha isn't a Great Dane but I do feel like her and Paul have the same adorable friendship that Scooby and Shaggy have which is what made me think of this whole thing in the first place 😁💕

And I'm sure there are ways that other members could be compared but this is just my personal take and I'd love to hear your opinions! 🥰

#Cherry Chats #the beatles #beatles #george harrison #ringo starr #john lennon #paul mccartney #scooby doo #shaggy rogers #fred jones #daphne blake #velma dinkley

[coffeefrenchandhistory]

About Me

I figured I should do this. No idea why. Anyway, it'll get updated... whenever I feel like it should get updated.

What's your name?

Sir Lancelot of Camelot (and my quest is to seek the Holy Grail) It's Josh [surname redacted]. Pronouns are he/him.

You're on AO3?

I am! I'm currently writing a Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived fanfic (yes, yes, I know, WBWL stories have a... reputation...).

What fandoms do/will you write?

Predominantly Harry Potter if only because that series was my first love and still has a place in my heart. I'm also planning a few fanfics in the Mass Effect, DC, Star Trek, Game of Thrones, original fiction, and Fallout fandoms.

Why?

Well it all started when I was born...

Who are your fanfic idols/inspirations?

@artemisia-black, hands down. She is one of the finest writers I've ever seen, ever had the privilege of interacting with, and I genuinely adore her as a person.

But I'm also a big fan of Frickles, TheSinister_Man, Dorothea Greengrass, and TheEndless7.

What kind of fanfics do you write?

If it's Harry Potter, it's either a Wrong Boy-Who-Lived (WBWL) fic — either with Harry's brother as the believed to be Boy-Who-Lived or Neville as the believed to be Boy-Who-Lived. Or it'll be "action-adventure" where canon diverts this way instead of that way.

Ships?

I mean the USS Massachusetts is pretty neat, but that's also because I was able to visit it when I was a kid.

No, I mean, who do you ship?

Ohhhh!

I'm not a fan of Harry/Ginny, nor Ron/Hermione. Actually, the only canon pairings I like are James/Lily and Ted/Andromeda... that's pretty much it.

For Harry: Lavender (she'd be great for him ngl), Hermione (eh, sometimes), Pansy (enemies to lovers is top tier), Daphne (Haphne is a top tier ship and everyone should know it), Susan, Fleur (I just think she's neat), Tonks (post-war), Andromeda (post-war), Parvati, Padma, and Bellatrix (when it involves time travel).

Most out-there ship you've got?

Ron/Pansy, Hermione/Cormac or Anthony Goldstein/Hermione, Draco/Ginny. Also Kingsley/Bellatrix, Sirius/Aurora Sinistra, and Snape/getting his ass handed to him.

Most cursed ship you've seen?

[trauma intensifies] We don't go there. But I've seen some shit.

What character(s) do you hate the most?

Snape. I despise Severus Snape with every fiber of my being. The fact that Harry names his son after that child-abusing terror supporting racist wank-stain who simped hard for his mother after calling her a bigoted slur is a stain (and wanted her as a prize after he sold Lily, James, and baby Harry out to Voldemort) is the reason I throw the epilogue into the trash where it belongs.

Also Dumbledore, while I do think he's (for the most part) well-meaning, is very much the chess master who got far too up his own ass with how important he is. Also he facilitated child abuse, so I don't like him.

And Molly Weasley, who is an overbearing harpy of a mother who gleefully and maliciously went out of her way to bully a 15 year old girl because she read some bullshit in the Daily Prophet — when a few chapters before she had dismissed the author (Rita Skeeter) as a hack.

What do you do?

I work for a medical provider's office. Specifically, an ophthalmologist's office. Oh, go get your eyes checked!

Do you like it?

So then what do you want to do?

I'm actually getting myself out there to be an actor! And a writer of works that aren't fanfics.

Are you Zionist?

Yes.

What does that — ?

It means I believe Jews have the right to national self-determination in our ancestral homeland.

But what about — ?

That's literally the definition of Zionism. And yes, I do believe that anti-Zionism is antisemitism.

What if I'm an anti-Zionist?

Get off of my blog then. I don’t want you here.

#personal #about me

[sea-owl]

So in the Governess AU imagine Sophie entering the miz as the new nanny since the old one retired or something and all these three ladies now have to whack away the ABC brothers with a stick because DAMMIT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE???? (and they really don't want to get fired cause its hard finding a good job with good employers these days) but the brothers are relentless running on love and a shared braincell (and making up outrageous and miniscule reasons to be in the Hastings Estate)

Meanwhile Daphne has half a mind to matchmake and the other half wants to tear her hair out because damn it her brothers are trying tonseduce their best employees and ANTHONY, BENEDICT AND COLIN DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND COMPETENT GOVERNESSES AND NANNIES?????

I was waiting for someone to bring Sophie in. I think with Sophie Daphne would have hired her as a ladies maid, or future ladies maid, for Amelia. Daphne seems like the type to preplan and possibly over plan. But until Amelia officially needs one Sophie helps Kate and Penelope as like an assistant maid to the nursery.

Daphne: Simon, I have found the perfect ladies maid for Amelia!

Simon: But Amelia isn't even one yet?

Daphne: Oh hush. She can help Kate and Penelope until then. After all it will be a few years until they start their governess duties.

So now we also have Benedict acting a fool for his sister's employees and he probably be worse. With Kate and Penelope's positions it's common they were of middle class or high class birth due to them be educated so Anthony and Colin would have to have some tact. Meanwhile Benedict got no idea of Sophie's birth station and would be pulling the be my mistress thing.

First time Sophie tells Kate and Penelope about that Penelope has to hold Kate back from going to beat Benedict's ass. NO KATE WE DON'T WANT TO GET FIRED! THINK OF THE CHILDREN!

Kate huffs but sits back down in their shared living space.

Daphne is torn, Kate, Sophie, and Penelope are her best employees and the children love them. But she has never seen her three older brothers with that lovestruck look in their eyes. She also doesn't know if opening that can of worms would do any damage to Kate, Sophie, and Penelope. She doesn't know their official backgrounds, the names she has officially written down on their employment contracts are Kathani Sheffield, Sophia Beckett, and Penelope Anne. She suspects Kate and Sophie either use their mother's maiden names or fake last names. While she's 85% sure Penelope uses her middle name as her last name. It was not uncommon as to either hide their birth families from the whispers of a working daughter, or hide themselves from their families.

Daphne isn't sure which it is but she's accidentally overheard the three giving each other language lessons in Hindi, French, and Greek. So she knows all three had enough care to be given some sort of education.

The real challenge for ABC is actually Simon and Daphne's hoard of children. Auggie, Amelia, Belinda, Caroline, and eventually David, adore Kate, Sophie, and Penelope. They don't want them leave. Are their uncles trying to steal them away? Oh no, they can not let that happen! Time for cuteness overload to distract their caretakers and cockblock their uncles!

#reason I used sheffield as kate's fake last name is just a fun call back to the book #and i'm pretty sure kate wouldn't give a fuck if whispers circulated that the sheffields had a working daughter/granddaughter #the saphne kids vs abc uncles for the affections of ksp #bridgerton #kathony #benophie #polin #governess au

[verena-targaryen-writes]

The Duke and I (Part 1)

(This is fully extracted from book, only Diana's character and Aemond's character belong to me)

The Bridgertons are by far the most prolific family in the upper echelons of society. Such industriousness on the part of the viscountess and the late viscount is commendable, although one can find only banality in their choice of names for their children. Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Diana, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth— orderliness is, of course, beneficial in all things, but one would think that intelligent parents would be able to keep their children straight without needing to alphabetize all of their names except one of them.

Furthermore, the sight of the viscountess and all eight of her children in one room is enough to make one fear one is seeing double— or triple— or worse. Never has This Author seen a collection of siblings so ludicrously alike in their physical regard. Although This Author has never taken the time to record eye color, all eight possess similar bone structure and the same thick, chestnut hair. One must pity the viscountess as she seeks advantageous marriages for her brood that she did not produce a single child of more fashionable coloring. Still, there are advantages to a family of such consistent looks— there can be no doubt that all eight are of legitimate parentage.

Ah, Gentle Reader, your devoted Author wishes that that were the case amid all large families…

Lady Whistledown's Society Papers,26 April 1813

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!" Violet Bridgerton crumpled the single-page newspaper into a ball and hurled it across the elegant drawing room. Her daughters Diana and Daphne wisely made no comment and pretended to be engrossed in her embroidery.

"Did you read what she said?" Violet demanded. "Did you?"

Daphne and Diana eyed the ball of paper, which now rested under a mahogany end table. Daphne spoke "I didn't have the opportunity before you, er, finished with it."

"Read it, then," Violet wailed, her arm slicing dramatically through the air. "Read how that woman has maligned us."

Diana calmly set down her embroidery and reached under the end table. She smoothed the sheet of paper out on her lap and read the paragraph about her family. Blinking, she looked up. "This isn't so bad, Mother. In fact, it's a veritable benediction compared to what she wrote about the Featheringtons last week."

"How am I supposed to find you both a husband while that woman is slandering your name?"

The twins forced themselves to exhale. After nearly two seasons in London, the mere mention of the word husband was enough to set their temples pounding. They wanted to marry, truly they did, and they weren't even holding out for a true love match. But was it really too much to hope for a husband for whom one had at least some affection?

Thus far, eight men had asked for their hands, but when Diana had thought about living the rest of their days in the company of any of them, she just couldn't do it. There were a number of men she thought might make reasonably good husbands, but the problem was—none of them was interested. Oh, they all liked her. Everyone liked her. Everyone thought she were funny and kind and a quick wit, and no one thought them the least bit unattractive, but at the same time, no one was dazzled by her beauty, stunned into speechlessness by her presence, or moved to write poetry in her honor.

Men, she thought with disgust, were interested only in those women who terrified them. No one seemed inclined to court someone like her. They all adored her, or so they said, because she was so easy to talk to, and she always seemed to understand how a man felt. As one of the men Diana had thought might make a reasonably good husband had said, "Deuce take it, Di, you're just not like regular females. You're positively normal."

Which she might have managed to consider a compliment if he hadn't proceeded to wander off in search of the latest blonde beauty.

Diana looked down and noticed that her hand was clenched into a fist. Then she looked up and realized her mother was staring at her, clearly waiting for her to say something. Since she had already exhaled, Diana cleared her throat, and said, "I'm sure Lady Whistledown's little column is not going to hurt my chances for a husband, the same for Daphne."

"Diana, it's been two years for you and Daphne!"

"And Lady Whistledown has only been publishing for three months, so I hardly see how wecan lay the blame at her door."

"I'll lay the blame wherever I choose," Violet muttered.

Diana's fingernails bit her palms as she willed herself not to make a retort. She knew her mother had only her best interests at heart, she knew her mother loved her. And she loved her mother, too. In fact, until Diana had reached marriageable age, Violet had been positively the best of mothers. She still was, when she wasn't despairing over the fact that after Diana and Daphne she had three more daughters to marry off.

Violet pressed a delicate hand to her chest. "She cast aspersions on your parentage."

"No," Diana said slowly. It was always wise to proceed with caution when contradicting her mother. "Actually, what she said was that there could be no doubt that we are all legitimate. Which is more than one can say for most large families of the ton."

"She shouldn't have even brought it up," Violet sniffed.

"Mother, she's the author of a scandal sheet. It's her job to bring such things up."

"She isn't even a real person," Violet added angrily. She planted her hands on her slim hips, then changed her mind and shook her finger in the air. "Whistledown, ha! I've never heard of any Whistledowns. Whoever this depraved woman is, I doubt she's one of us. As if anyone of breeding would write such wicked lies."

"Of course she's one of us," Diana said, her brown eyes filling with amusement. "If she weren't a, member of the ton, there is no way she'd be privy to the sort of news she reports. Did you think she was some sort of impostor, peeking in windows and listening at doors?"

"I don't like your tone, Diana Bridgerton," Violet said, her eyes narrowing.

Diana bit back another smile. "I don't like your tone," was Violet's standard answer when one of her children was winning an argument. But it was too much fun to tease her mother. "I wouldn't be surprised," she said, cocking her head to the side, "if Lady Whistledown was one of your "friends."

"Bite your tongue, Diana. No friend of mine would ever stoop so low."

 "Very well," Diana allowed, "it's probably not one of your friends. But I'm certain it's someone we know. No interloper could ever obtain the information she reports."

Violet crossed her arms. "I should like to put her out of business once and for all." Diana soon realized that Daphne left the room

 "If you wish to put her out of business," Diana could not resist pointing out, "you shouldn't support her by buying her newspaper."

 "And what good would that do?" Violet demanded. "Everyone else is reading it. My puny little embargo would do nothing except make me look ignorant when everyone else is chuckling over her latest gossip."

That much was true, Diana silently agreed. Fashionable London was positively addicted to Lady Whistledown's Society Papers. The mysterious newspaper had arrived on the doorstep of every member of the ton three months earlier. For two weeks it was delivered unbidden every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. And then, on the third Monday, butlers across London waited in vain for the pack of paperboys who normally delivered Whistledown, only to discover that instead of free delivery, they were selling the gossip sheet for the outrageous price of five pennies a paper.

 Diana had to admire the fictitious Lady Whistledown's savvy. By the time she started forcing people to pay for their gossip, all the ton was addicted. Everyone forked over their pennies, and somewhere some meddlesome woman was getting very rich.

While Violet paced the room and huffed about this "hideous slight" against her family, Diana looked up to make certain her mother wasn't paying her any attention, then let her eyes drop to peruse the rest of the scandal sheet. Whistledown —as it was now called—was a curious mix of commentary, social news, scathing insult, and the occasional compliment. What set it apart from any previous society news sheets was that the author actually listed her subjects' names in full. There was no hiding behind abbreviations such as Lord S------and Lady G------. If Lady Whistledown wanted to write about someone, she used his full name. The ton declared themselves scandalized, but they were secretly fascinated.

This most recent edition was typical Whistledown. Aside from the short piece on the Bridgertons—which was really no more than a description of the family— Lady Whistledown had recounted the events at the previous night's ball. Diana hadn't attended, as it had been her younger sister's birthday, and the Bridgertons always made a big fuss about birthdays. And with eight children, there were a lot of birthdays to celebrate.

"You're reading that rubbish," Violet accused.

Diana looked up, refusing to feel the least bit guilty. "It's a rather good column today. Apparently Cecil Tumbley knocked over an entire tower of champagne glasses last night."

"Really?" Violet asked, trying not to look interested.

"Mmm-hmm," Diana replied. "She gives quite a good account of the Middlethorpe ball. Mentions who was talking to whom, what everyone was wearing—"

"And I suppose she felt the need to offer her opinions on that point," Violet cut in.

Diana smiled wickedly. "Oh, come now, Mother. You know that Mrs. Featherington has always looked dreadful in purple."

Violet tried not to smile. Diana could see the corners of her mouth twitching as she tried to maintain the composure she deemed appropriate for a viscountess and mother. But within two seconds, she was grinning and sitting next to her daughter on the sofa. "Let me see that," she said, snatching up the paper. "What else happened? Did we miss anything important?"

 Diana said, "Really, Mother, with Lady Whistledown as a reporter, one needn't actually attend any events." She waved toward the paper. "This is almost as good as actually being there. Better, probably. I'm certain we had better food last night than they did at the ball. And give that back." She yanked the paper back, leaving a torn corner in Violet's hands.  

"Diana!"

Diana affected mock righteousness. "I was reading it."

"Well!"

"Listen to this." Violet leaned in. Diana read: "The rake formerly known as Earl Targaryen has finally seen fit to grace London with his presence. Although he has not yet deigned to make an appearance at a respectable evening function, the new Duke of Hastings has been spotted several times at White's and once at Tattersall's. " She paused to take a breath. "His grace has resided abroad for six years. Can it be any coincidence that he has returned only now that the old duke is dead?"

Diana looked up. "My goodness, she is blunt, isn't she? Isn't Targaryen one of Anthony's friends?"

"He's Hastings now," Violet said automatically, "and yes, I do believe he and Anthony were friendly at Oxford. And Eton as well, I think." Her brow scrunched and her blue eyes narrowed with thought. "He was something of a hellion, if my memory serves. Always at odds with his father. But reputed to be quite brilliant. I'm fairly sure that Anthony said he took a first in mathematics. Which," she added with a maternal roll of her eyes, "is more than I can say for any of my children."

"Now, now, Mother," Diana teased. "I'm sure I would take a first if Oxford would only see fit to admit women."

 Violet snorted. "I corrected your arithmetic papers when your governess was ill, Diana."

 "Well, maybe in history, then," Diana said with a grin. She looked back down at the paper in her hands, her eyes straying to the new duke's name. "He sounds quite interesting," she murmured.

 Violet looked at her sharply. "He's quite unsuitable for a young lady of your years is what he is."

"Funny how my 'years,' as you put it, volley back and forth between being so young that I cannot even meet Anthony's friends and being so old that you despair of my ever contracting a good marriage." "Diana Bridgerton, I don't—"

"—like my tone, I know." Diana grinned. "But you love me."

Violet smiled warmly and wrapped an arm around Diana's shoulder. "Heaven help me, I do."

Diana gave her mother a quick peck on the cheek. "It's the curse of motherhood. You're required to love us even when we vex you."

Violet just sighed. "I hope that someday you have children—"

 "—just like me, I know." Diana smiled nostalgically and rested her head on her mother's shoulder. Her mother could be overly inquisitive, and her father had been more interested in hounds and hunting than he'd been in society affairs, but theirs had been a warm marriage, filled with love, laughter, and children. "I could do a great deal worse than follow your example, Mother," she murmured.

"Why, Diana," Violet said, her eyes growing watery, "what a lovely thing to say."

 Diana twirled a lock of her chestnut hair around her finger, and grinned, letting the sentimental moment melt into a more teasing one. "I'm happy to follow in your footsteps when it comes to marriage and children, Mother, just so long as I don't have to have eight. "

 At that exact moment, Aemond Targaryen, the new Duke of Hastings and the erstwhile topic of the Bridgerton ladies' conversation, was sitting at White's. His companion was none other than Anthony Bridgerton, Diana's eldest brother. The two cut a striking pair, both tall and athletic, with thick dark hair. But where Anthony's eyes were the same deep chocolate brown as his sister's, Aemond's were icy blue, with an oddly penetrating gaze.

 It was those eyes as much as anything that had earned him his reputation as a man to be reckoned with. When he stared at a person, clear and unwavering, men grew uncomfortable. Women positively shivered.

 But not Anthony. The two men had known each other for years, and Anthony just laughed when Aemond raised a brow and turned his icy gaze upon him. "You forget, I've seen you with your head being lowered into a chamber pot," Anthony had once told him. "It's been difficult to take you seriously ever since."

To which Aemond had replied, "Yes, but if I recall, you were the one holding me over that fragrant receptacle."

"One of my proudest moments, to be sure. But you had your revenge the next night in the form of a dozen eels in my bed."

Aemond allowed himself a smile as he remembered both the incident and their subsequent conversation about it. Anthony was a good friend, just the sort a man would want by his side in a pinch. He'd been the first person Aemond had looked up upon returning to England.

"It's damned fine to have you back, Targaryen," Anthony said, once they'd settled in at their table at White's. "Oh, but I suppose you'll insist I call you Hastings now."

"No," Aemond said rather emphatically. "Hastings will always be my father. He never answered to anything else." He paused. "I'll assume his title if I must, but I won't be called by his name."

 "If you must?" Anthony's eyes widened slightly. "Most men would not sound quite so resigned about the prospect of a dukedom."

Aemond raked a hand through his dark hair. He knew he was supposed to cherish his birthright and display unwavering pride in the Basset family's illustrious history, but the truth was it all made him sick inside. He'd spent his entire life not living up to his father's expectations; it seemed ridiculous now to try to live up to his name. "It's a damned burden is what it is," he finally grumbled

"You'd best get used to it," Anthony said pragmatically, "because that's what everyone will call you."

Aemond knew it was true, but he doubted if the title would ever sit well upon his shoulders.

"Well, whatever the case," Anthony added, respecting his friend's privacy by not delving further into what was obviously an uncomfortable topic, "I'm glad to have you back. I might finally get some peace next time I escort my sister to a ball."

 Aemond leaned back, crossing his long, muscular legs at the ankles. "An intriguing remark."

Anthony raised a brow. "One that you're certain I'll explain?"

"But of course."

 "I ought to let you learn for yourself, but then, I've never been a cruel man."

Aemond chuckled. "This coming from the man who dunked my head in a chamber pot?"

Anthony waved his hand dismissively. "I was young."

"And now you're a model of mature decorum and respectability?"

 Anthony grinned. "Absolutely."

"So tell me," Aemond drawled, "how, exactly, am I meant to make your existence that much more peaceful?"

 "I assume you plan to take your place in society?"

"You assume incorrectly."

 "But you are planning to attend Lady Danbury's ball this week," Anthony said.

"Only because I am inexplicably fond of the old woman. She says what she means, and—" Aemond's eyes grew somewhat shuttered.

"And?" Anthony prompted. Aemond gave his head a little shake. "It's nothing. Just that she was rather kind to me as a child. I spent a few school holidays at her house with Riverdale. Her nephew, you know."

Anthony nodded once. "I see. So you have no intention of entering society. I'm impressed by your resolve. But allow me to warn you—even if you do not choose to attend the ton's events, they will find you,”

Aemond, who had chosen that moment to take a sip of his brandy, choked on the spirit at the look on Anthony's face when he said, "they." After a few moments of coughing and sputtering, he finally managed to say, "Who, pray tell', are 'they'?"

Anthony shuddered. "Mothers."

"Not having had one myself, I can't say I grasp your point."

"Society mothers, you dolt. Those fire-breathing dragons with daughters of—God help us— marriageable age. You can run, but you'll never manage to hide from them. And I should warn you, my own is the worst of the lot."

"Good God. And here I thought Africa was dangerous."

Anthony shot his friend a faintly pitying look. "They will hunt you down. And when they find you, you will find yourself trapped in conversation with a pale young lady all dressed in white who cannot converse on topics other than the weather, who received vouchers to Almack's, and hair ribbons."

A look of amusement crossed Aemond's features. "I take it, then, that during my time abroad you have become something of an eligible gentleman?"

"Not out of any aspirations to the role on my part, I assure you. If it were up to me, I'd avoid society functions like the plague. But my sister made her bow last year, and I'm forced to escort her from time to time."

"Diana, you mean?"

Anthony looked up in surprise. "Did the two of you ever meet?"

"No," Aemond admitted, "but I remember her letters to you at school, and I recalled that she was fourth in the family, so she had to start with D, and—"

"Ah, yes," Anthony said with a slight roll of his eyes, "the Bridgerton method of naming children. Guaranteed to make certain no one forgets who you are."

Aemond laughed. "It worked, didn't it?"

"Say, Aemond," Anthony suddenly said, leaning forward, "I've promised my mother I'll have dinner at Bridgerton House later this week with the family. Why don't you join me?"

Aemond raised a dark brow. "Didn't you just warn me about society mothers and debutante daughters?"

Anthony laughed. "I'll put my mother on her best behavior, and don't worry about Di. She's the exception that proves the rule. You'll like her immensely."

Aemond narrowed his eyes. Was Anthony playing matchmaker? He couldn't tell.

As if Anthony were reading his thoughts, he laughed. "Good God, you don't think I'm trying to pair you off with Diana, do you?"

 Aemond said nothing.

"You would never suit. You're a bit too brooding for her tastes."

 Aemond thought that an odd comment, but instead chose to ask,

 "Has she had any offers, then?"

 "A few." Anthony kicked back the rest of his brandy, then let out a satisfied exhale. "I've allowed her to refuse them all."

"That's rather indulgent of you."

Anthony shrugged. "Love is probably too much to hope for in a marriage these days, but I don't see why she shouldn't be happy with her husband. We've had offers from one man old enough to be her father, another old enough to be her father's younger brother, one who was rather too high in the instep for our often boisterous clan, and then this week, dear God, that was the worst!"

"What happened?" Aemond asked curiously.

Anthony gave his temples a weary rub. "This last one was perfectly amiable, but a rather bit dim in the head. You'd think, after our rakish days, I'd be completely without feelings—"

 "Really?" Aemond asked with a devilish grin. "You'd think that?"

Anthony scowled at him. "I didn't particularly enjoy breaking this poor fool's heart."

"Er, wasn't Diana the one to do that?"

"Yes, but I had to tell him."

"Not many brothers would allow their sister such latitude with their marriage proposals," Aemond said quietly.

Anthony just shrugged again, as if he couldn't imagine treating his sister in any other way. "She's been a good sister to me. It's the least I can do."

"Even if it means escorting her to Almack's?" Aemond said wickedly.

Anthony groaned. "Even then."

"I'd console you by pointing out that this will all be over soon, but you've what, three other sisters waiting in the wings?"

Anthony positively slumped in his seat. "Eloise is due out in two years, and Francesca the year after that, but then I've a bit of a reprieve before Hyacinth comes of age."

Aemond chuckled. "I don't envy you your responsibilities in that quarter." But even as he said the words, he felt a strange longing, and he wondered what it would be like to be not quite so alone in this world. He had no plans to start a family of his own, but maybe if he'd had one to begin with, his life would have turned out a bit differently.

"So you'll come for supper, then?" Anthony stood. "Informal, of course. We never take meals formally when it's just family."

Aemond had a dozen things to do in the next few days, but before he could remind himself that he needed to get his affairs in order, he heard himself saying, "I'd be delighted

"Excellent. And I'll see you at the Danbury bash first?"

Aemond shuddered. "Not if I can help it. My aim is to be in and out in under thirty minutes."

"You really think," Anthony said, raising a doubtful brow, "that you're going to be able to go to the party, pay your respects to Lady Danbury, and leave?"

Aemond's nod was forceful and direct.

But Anthony's snort of laughter was not terribly reassuring

Taglist :- @watercolorskyy @velaryon-seahores (I just wanted you to see, my neck hurts due to bending down and looking at the book every second)

#aemond x oc #aemond fanfiction #aemond targaryen #aemond one eye #hotd aemond #prince aemond #aemond targaryen fic #brigerton

[thekatebridgerton]

Consider a Reincarnated Bridgerton AU? Where only one person from each couple remembers their past life. Each of the Bridgerton siblings remembers but none of their spouses do. In fact, Philip and Marina seemingly are happily married, Michael is a fuck boy that doesn’t believe in love, Penelope is engaged, Simon only sees Daphne as a good friend, the little sister of his mate and ignores her advances as he dreams of finding his true love and soulmate. etc.

We need to talk about this au. So here we go

Simon: good friends with Daphne, actually gets along with her better than any other woman he knows. Because she's so friendly and understanding and knows how men work. He's famously single, so he thinks he should just hire Daphne to work for him. That way he wouldn't be so lonely anymore at the office. He's still looking for the one

Kate: a professional polo player. More concerned about paying her genius sister college tuition than interfering in her love life. Still very much pissed off that some older guy is trying to ruin Edwina's college career by asking her out and making her miss school. Anthony knows who Kate is, but anytime he tries asking her out he's met with an ' I don't date fuckbois ' glare and tells him that what he needs is therapy not a date. Anthony doesn't know how to get within a 5 foot radius without offending her.

Sophie: private nurse and single mom of a beautiful son she adores more than life. Lives a nomad life with her toddler, carefree and happy, moving one place to another, she doesn't mind that she can't remember what the father of her son looked like since it was just a drunken hookup at a costume party. But for some reason, Benedict Bridgerton does mind, too bad he's just a guy who hired her to be his mother's live in nurse, and nothing else.

Penelope: happily engaged to Friedrich Prince, she swears he's the love of her life and acts like the perfect wife already. Studying journalism, she Writes smutty bestselling novels secretly under the name Lady Whistledown and doesn't take it well when Colin discovers her books or when he tries to Kiss her. She begs him not to tell Freddie because she loves him. Colin is arguably devastated

Phillip: seemingly happily married his highschool sweetheart Marina who he met in a counseling group for depression recovery. He's a Pediatrician in the same clinic Eloise works at, Proud father of two, been married for 7 years. Eloise is his and his wife's therapist. And it kills her to hear Phillip and Marina both talk about how they're desperately trying to make things work between them because they don't want the children to suffer.

Michael: womanizer bartender with a rule of one night stands only. Keeps pushing his quiet frequent customer/friend Francesca Bridgerton to hook up with more men and even take his cousin out for a ride. He believes in open relationships and polyamory, has tried every form of sex there is, likes to tease Francesca about having a threesome with him and John. But oh well, he might want to sleep with Francesca, but too bad she's into monogamy and Michael was meant to share his sexy self with the world

Gareth: he's the lead guitarist of a band. And writes love songs about all his exes. Happily dating Felicity Featherington, much to Hyacinth's horror. He thinks Hyacinth is a friend of his Grandma who happens to be a fan of his band. And doesn't pay her much attention until she's offers to help him translate a bunch of papers his Italian grandma left for him in her will

Lucy: professional pianist and wife of old money heir Ricky Haselby. Lucy isn't a family person, She married Haselby for his wealth and he also agrees that modern couples don't need the burden of kids to ruin things. She's a Frequent visitor at Gregory's country club and complains that Gregory is her only real friend in London because Hermione is an idiot.. Lucy also likes to buy him outrageous presents hoping he'll agree to be her suggar baby. But Gregory always declines since he knows the thoughtful and loving person that Lucy is really like, underneath her trophy wife persona.

The reincarnated Bridgertons all have to watch as their seemingly happy significant others push them away. But they still don't give up

And that's my take on this prompt

#bridgerton #Kanthony #polin #Benophie #philoise #bridgerton modern au #modern au

[newtonsheffield]

Thank you for through the wire! It was beautiful, undeniably one of my favourite fics of yours. The angst was just done to perfection. It was brilliant thank you!!!

Also if you ever feel up to it, more Neddy fluff is always welcome!! I adored him announcing Kate’s pregnancy to Anthony? Could we see him meeting Miles maybe???

I'm glad everyone is enjoying the pay off from all the angst.

I might write a longer piece on this but I think there's something really beautiful in the fact that Anthony went to Kate with no expectation that she would take him back. He went to talk to her because he knew that Kate deserved to know that what they had together meant something. That she wasn't the reason they weren't together. She didn't ask too much, or push too far. The problem was his inability to be ask for the support she had asked for.

And There's something even more beautiful in Kate not being ashamed of the way she felt for Anthony, even if he didn't love her. And she can choose to take her closure, or love Anthony with both eyes open.

And they choose one another. Again and again they choose one another and the life they have together.

"Mummy! Cookie time!" Edmund's tiny voice echoed through the kitchen, his tiny slippers scuffing across the floor as she scrambled towards her, wrapping his arms tightly around her legs as she stood, sliding the cookies they'd baked earlier, him standing on a little stool in front of her, onto a cooling rack, smiling down at her son.

"Neddy, sweetheart, I told you they're too hot now. In five minutes you can have one." Kate hummed, ruffling his hair with a chuckle. So much like Anthony.

Edmund sighed, "Can Newtie have one?"

"Newton can't have chocolate, but he can have some of the special ones we made for him." Newton had appeared, as though out of thin air at the mention of his name, nudging at Edmund's hand with his nose until it rested between his ears, his tail wagging happily.

"Will you tell me when it's time?"

Kate hummed, bending to pick him up, settling him against her hip with a kiss to his head, her chest tightening happily as he melted against her, his tiny face pressed against her neck. "Of course I will, you did such a good job today."

Edmund had insisted on coming with her to work today, the smallest of her camera bags dwarfing him completely as they'd walked onto the set, all thoughts of being any real help to her abandoned as soon as he'd seen his Aunt in hair and makeup and the catering trolley, but he had looked awfully sweet, longing lovingly at a slice of chocolate cake that had just been delivered, the reflector he was holding dipping into the shot several times, bonking Daphne on the head.

"Can I touch my brother?"

Kate's heart clenched at his tiny voice, muffled against her, nodding softly. "Let's sit on the couch huh?"

They made their way back through the living room, settling on the sofa so he was lying the length of her, Newton on her legs, never far away from Edmund, as though he'd taken it as his personal mission to protect him.

Edmund had been so excited from the minute he'd found out, even now when the swell of her stomach had barely started to show, he sprinted around telling everyone, sighing to Gregory's new girlfriend Lucy who was still looking around nervously, not quite sure what to do in the unfamiliar environment when a two year old scrambled onto your lap.

"Neddy, buddy, can you ask before you climb on people?" Anthony had sighed, casting Lucy an apologetic look.

"Oh it's fine, he's very sweet." Lucy had hummed, and then Edmund had made his true intentions known.

"My Mummy's making a new baby!"

Lucy had gasped excitedly. "Edmund you must be so excited!"

"You can call me Neddy." He'd sighed, "Edmund was my grampa my papa's papa. Uncle greggy's too. He was really special to my papa. I'm named after two Grampas. But everyone calls me Neddy."

Kate's heart had fluttered at his explanation, the question ignored as he settled his chin on Lucy's shoulder.

"That's very special, Neddy." She hummed, glancing around the room a little aware of all the eyes on her on. "My real name is Lucinda but I don't like that very much so everyone calls me Lucy."

Edmund had nodded, his hand darting out, curling around the ends of Lucy's hair, "I like Lucy better too. You're very pretty, I think."

"Steady on there Neddy Teddy." Gregory had chuckled kissing his nephew's head.

"I'm excited to be a big brother." Edmund had said suddenly, high fiving Gregory. "You asked before. I wanna be a good big brother. Like my papa."

Kate's heart had clenched again when Anthony's hand had tightened on her waist, watching their son with a slightly awed expression as though he couldn't believe he existed.

"My Papa is Uncle Greggy's big brother."

Lucy had nodded very seriously, "And you want to be just like your papa?"

"Yeah! He's so cool!" Edmund had crowed! "Look how tall he is! He said one day I'll be as big as him."

"Well I'm sure you will, Neddy."

"Are you going to make a baby for Uncle Greggy?"

The entire room had stopped, a slightly awed guffaw bursting from Hyacinth's lips as Kate let out a stunned gasp, darting forward.

"Lucy, I am so sorry. Neddy, sweetheart, you can't ask ladies when they're going to have babies. It's not something we can ask."

Lucy, barely twenty, looked more than a little mortified as she cleared her throat, "That's okay, Kate. Um- Neddy, not right now."

Edmund had sighed, "Sorry. Uncle Greggy is my favourite, I want him to have a baby. so I can have a new cousin. Like Jem."

"Christ he really is Anthony and Kate's isn't he?" Benedict had chuckled, "No punches pulled there."

Kate had cleared her throat as Gregory had roared, plucking him off Lucy's lap with a Come on trouble. "I'm so sorry, my sister had a baby in December and with the new baby he thinks everyone's... I'm sorry he's just excited."

But Lucy had shaken her head, smiling gently, "No, don't be, he's very sweet. You're very lucky."

And Didn't Kate know it. If there was one thing she was thankful for when she thought about everything she and Anthony had fought for it was that they'd never take each other for granted, never take their family for granted.

Edmund hummed, his hand pressed against the swell of her stomach. "Mummy! It moved!"

She'd felt the tiny kicks before, just as she had with Edmund, but this felt so different, to share this with him, his tiny face smiling excitedly at her.

"They did move. You used to do that too."

Edmund gasped, "Did I?!"

Kate nodded, brushing his hair back from his eyes, "Me and papa used to stay up all night and feel you move, we were so excited to see you."

"And now I'm here. You get to see me all the time." He looked so much like Anthony, his little brow furrowing, yoda slippers kicking in the air.

"Yeah I get to see you all the time."

"Do you think the baby will want to play with me?" Neddy sighed, pressing his ear to her stomach.

"Mmm he won't be able to for a little while sweetheart but after that, of course."

Edmund sighed dramatically, his chin resting on her stomach "I can wait." And then, "Is it cookie time yet?"

Kate had thought it might fade, his excitement, but he only got more and more excited. And finally it was time.

Kate was still exhausted, her heart clenching as Anthony sat beside her on the bed, tears in his eyes as he looked at their new son. Miles Anthony Bridgerton

"He is so beautiful." Anthony said gently, his voice choked, "Kate, I'm so lucky to have you and the boys. I love you so much."

She'd nodded against him, tears in her own eyes, "I love you too. So much."

The door had swung open with no fanfare, Edmund scrambling inside dragging a slightly harried looking Mary behind him.

"Where's the baby?!"

"He's right here, Sprout." Anthony said, gesturing him over. "But Neddy, you have to be real gentle, because Mummy's very tired and Miles is very small."

"Miles?! Is that him?!" He was craning his little neck up at Anthony's arms, standing on his toes before scrambling onto the bed. his eyes casting over Kate in concern. "Mummy, are you okay?"

Kate leaned forward, brushing her lips against his hair. "I'm great, are you ready to hold your brother?"

Edmund nodded gently, brow furrowing seriously as Kate showed him how to hold his arms, "Papa, can I? I'll be really gentle."

Edmund took a shuddering breath as Anthony placed Miles in his arms, practically vibrating with excitement. "I'm gonna take good care of you. I can teach you how to play fetch with Newtie, and how to help Mummy at work, and make cookies."

Kate couldn't stop the tears rolling down her cheeks as she watched her sons together, his voice so excited when he spun towards Mary.

"GrammaMary! Come look at my new baby! He's nearly as cool as Uncle Greggy!"

#through the wire #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #edmund bridgerton ii #molly’s asks and answers #lucy x gregory #lucy abernathy

[thelivingmemegod]

What are your thoughts on Rainbow High series 3?

Number 3, Budget and Normal dolls!

Emi Vanda!

Emi is…a doll. Her budget is really a nothing burger and her full price is. E h?

She feels very all over the place. She’s got like 7 different shades of purple or magenta going on and it’s throwing everything off.

The basic shapes of her first outfit; the baggy sweater, pleated skirt and high boots-are all good ones! But the ribbons around her boots and the colores are fighting with each other.

Her second one is the same formula; good base, good shapes. But here the color, patterns and the ribbons on her shoes are throwing it really hard. The gold heels, but black bottoms and magenta toe caps are so…why-

Note: my lovely Qpp and the asker of the question, @the-lavender-creator actually has a full price Emi with some god awful hair rooting.

Gabriella Icely!

Not a fave but a solid doll!

My only real gripe is that her first outfit shoes and the second outfit jacket….what is that teal. It’s not bad but ehhhhhh I don’t love it.

The rest though? Fabulous! I especially love her skirt chain in the first outfit I’d love that as a real belt. I love the studded heels from outfit two and the choker…she makes it work. Also like the hair clips throughout!

Budget doll is meh but she still looks good

Daphne Minton!

Loving herrrr- singular question is that lil tie on her skirt but that’s mini

Another doll with very swappable clothes between outfits! Love the reflective gold on the first outfit. I like her strappy heels and the gold accents and her shoes matching her stand: Slay-

Outfit two is another I’d LOVE in real life. Give me that settttt. Love her big ass hoops

Her budget is actually cute! It really just looks like the first outfit on a day with a smaller tie and like she took off her jacket. And didn’t curl her hair. She looks good!

Sheryl Meyer!

Literally Cher Horowitz from Clueless a little to the left and I LOVE that for her.

Love the two layer dress, love the three button, double breasted blazer, love her belt, love the high socks and yellow shoes, adore her earrings and BROWN EYES and fantastic hair- I don’t even hate the shirt underneath the jacket-

As for outfit too…I wish they just gave her a sweater vest and a shorter, opaque button down. Shoes are still a slay, skirt is beautiful. Love her headband

Budget Sheryl…sure looks budget- it’s giving 50s house wife and not in a good way. Hair still slays though.

Georgia Bloom!

Adorableeeee she can have my heart and soul I love her from her hair clips, curls and Brown eyes to the sneakers I want right now.

Second outfit is vast majority a second verse same as the first, but RH I will come to your house if you don’t stop making see through shoes.

Other then that I have no notes other then I, for some reason, Think Jewel Richie is her cousin.

Budget….why is her hair a completely different color-

AND ONCE AGAIN STOP MAKING SEE THROUGH SHOES.

Aside from that this almost feels like pajamas- just make the shorts a knit set rather then denim and boom. It would be better as a sleep set-

Daria Roselyn!

I AM GRINDING MY TEETH I WANT HER JACKET SO BAD. I again, don’t mind the shirt under her dress and the dress itself is just fine. I wish the soles of her shoes were opaque but that’s my only problem, they’re adorable otherwise and I’d love to have them.

Outfit two looks BOSSY. Thats a boss bitch right there. She is walking into the office and sending everyone spiraling, this is editor in chief at RUNWAY BABY

I do pray for her feet in those skinny ass heels though.

Budget…I wish the main doll had the budget shoe soles. Dress is still fine. WHERE DID HER LIPLINER GO.

The only reason main Daria’s lip color doesn’t look crazy is cuz it looks like she lined her lips with brown and filled in with pink, budget Daria did n o t-

#sky rambles #sky talks dolls