#also Dominique tiny

[coochiequeens]

I know this blog focuses on TIMs invading women’s sports and locker rooms but Saving Women’s Sports means more than that. Like calling out sexist bs when companies give men real clothes to compete in and women get basically underwear.

The Nike Air Innovation Summit in Paris on Thursday.Credit...Dominique Maitre/WWD, via Getty Images

By Vanessa Friedman April 12, 2024

Ever since the Norwegian women’s beach handball team turned the fact that they were required to wear teeny-tiny bikini bottoms for competition into a cause célèbre, a quiet revolution has been brewing throughout women’s sports. It’s one that questions received conventions about what female athletes do — or don’t — have to wear to perform at their very best.

It has touched women’s soccer (why white shorts?), gymnastics (why not a unitard rather than a leotard?), field hockey (why a low-cut tank top?) and many more, including running.

So it probably should not have come as a shock to Nike that when it offered a sneak peek of the Team U.S.A. track and field unies during a Nike Air event in Paris celebrating its Air technology on Thursday (which also included looks for other Olympic athletes, like Kenya’s track and field team, France’s basketball team and Korea’s break dancing delegation), they were met with some less-than-enthusiastic reactions.

See, the two uniforms Nike chose to single out on the mannequins included a men’s compression tank top and mid-thigh-length compression shorts and a woman’s bodysuit, cut notably high on the hip. It looked sort of like a sporty version of a 1980s workout leotard. As it was displayed, the bodysuit seemed as if it would demand some complicated intimate grooming.

Citius Mag, which focuses on running news, posted a photo of the uniforms on Instagram, and many of its followers were not amused.

“What man designed the woman’s cut?” wrote one.

“I hope U.S.A.T.F. is paying for the bikini waxes,” wrote another. So went most of the more than 1,900 comments.

The running comedian Laura Green posted an Instagram reel in which she pretended to be trying on the look (“We’re feeling pretty, um, breezy,” she said) and checking out the rest of the athlete’s kit bag, which turned out to include hair spray, lip gloss and a “hysterectomy kit,” so the women would not have to worry about periods.

When asked, Nike did not address the brouhaha directly, but according to John Hoke, the chief innovation officer, the woman’s bodysuit and the man’s shorts and top are only two of the options Nike will have for its Olympic runners. There are “nearly 50 unique pieces across men’s and women’s and a dozen competition styles fine-tuned for specific events,” Mr. Hoke said.

Sha’Carri Richardson

Women will be able to opt for compression shorts, a crop top or tank and a bodysuit with shorts rather than bikini bottoms. The full slate of looks was not on hand in Paris but more will be revealed next week at the U.S. Olympic Committee media summit in New York. The Paris reveal was meant to be a teaser.

Anna Cockrell.Credit...Dominique Maitre/WWD, via Getty Images

Mr. Hoke also pointed out that Nike consults with a large number of athletes at every stage of the uniform design. Its track and field roster includes Sha’Carri Richardson, who happened to be wearing the compression shorts during the Paris presentation, and Athing Mu. And there are certainly runners who like the high-cut brief. (The British Olympic sprinter Dina Asher-Smith, another Nike athlete, told The New York Times last summer that while she opts to run in briefs, she also leans toward a leotard style, rather than a two-piece.)

What Nike missed, however, was that in choosing those two looks as the primary preview for Team U.S.A., rather than, say, the matching shorts and tanks that will be also available, it shored up a longstanding inequity in sports — one that puts the body of a female athlete on display in a way it does not for the male athlete.

“Why are we presenting this sexualized outfit as the standard of excellence?” said Lauren Fleshman, a U.S. national champion distance runner and the author of “Good for a Girl.” “In part because we think that’s what nets us the most financial gain from sponsors or NIL opportunities, most of which are handed out by powerful men or people looking at it through a male gaze. But women are breaking records with ratings in sports where you don’t have to wear essentially a bathing suit to perform.”

The problem such imagery creates is twofold. When Nike chose to reveal the high-cut bodysuit as the first Olympics outfit, purposefully or not, the implication for anyone watching is that “this is what excellence looks like,” Ms. Fleshman said.

That perception filters down to young athletes and becomes the model girls think they have to adopt, often at a developmental stage when their relationships with their bodies are particularly fraught.

And more broadly, given the current political debate around adjudicating women’s bodies, it reinforces the idea that they are public property.

Still, Ms. Fleshman said, “I’m glad Nike put this image out as the crown jewel of Olympic Team design,” because it may act as the catalyst for another conversation that has been long overdue.

“If you showed this outfit to someone from the W.N.B.A. or women’s soccer, they would laugh in your face,” she said. “We shouldn’t have to normalize it for track and field anymore. Time’s up on that.”

#Nike #Team U.S.A. #Track and field #Nike Air #Paris #They couldn't even give women short shorts? #Nike has a chance for a do over

[oncomingnight]

Yandere! Boyfriend

Hello everyone, I'm very sorry for not being able to write for a decent amount of time but I'm finally back at it! I hope you all enjoy this piece and never hesitate in reaching out to me, I love hearing from you ♡.

Kristian grew up on a vast farm in Akureyri, Iceland. As a child, he absolutely adored going out to the shed in order to see the sheep and softly pet their coils of wool. His parents, Johanna and Ada, gifted him a tabby kitten on his sixth birthday to which he treated as his very own baby. Kristian really enjoyed collecting and watching VHSes as that's all he had access to, this lead to his immense love of film and his interest in making his own. He started filming himself as practice when he was just eight years old, resulting in videos his parents would later on show you during your first dinner together.

He adores gifting you homemade baked goods and seeing your reaction once the sweet taste falls on your tongue. You'll wake up to a savory aroma wafting in through the kitchen and find him flipping pancakes before cutting up fresh fruits, standing in just his blue plaid underwear. Kristian is the type of person to have cookbooks surrounding him as he gets ready to cook something up for the both of you, he follows the written recipe with his finger before getting all of the needed ingredients.

When it comes to celebrating certain things, Kristian goes all out. If it's your birthday, he'll order delicious pastries from high end shops like Dominique Ansel Bakery and Boulangerie Poilane. For him, the entire day is paused reserved for you and only you. Not only would he gift you the most precious presents anyone could ever receive, he'll purchase tickets for a month long trip.

The more time he has alone with you, the better.

When the two of you go out together, he brings his camcorder along. There's nothing better he can think of than him having these precious moments between the two of you recorded. He lays in bed late at night and watches back on these videos when you're, surprisingly, not with him.

Kristian is a tremendous fan of romantic music, whether that be old folk songs or modern songs of yearning. He listens to dozens of artists that are mainly known in Europe and that have a somewhat small support group in America. He will come up to you with a record in hand and say, "let's sit, I want you to listen to this."

He enjoys taking you to his hometown in order to show you his favorite areas but also for you to meet his parents. As soon as you enter his childhood home, the oak flooring creaks beneath your feet and the scent of Kjötsupa makes its way into your nostrils.

Johanna and Ada make you feel as if you're their lifelong friend, asking invested questions about your career, how the two of you met and the occasional teasing remark about marriage. Johanna momentarily leaves the table before coming back with a colorful wool sweater made just for you, "It's yours, Dúlla!" She says with a sweet smile spreading on her cherry colored lips.

While you and Kristian are on your way out the door when the night is coming to an end, Ada stops you and hands you a cardboard box with thread wrapped around it. Later, you'd find a box of Omnom chocolate bars along with a knitted bag that is decorated with tiny cartoons inside of the box she'd gifted you.

When Kristian has to make an errand when you're asleep, he always leaves a note on the desk in your shared bedroom. "I'll be back, honey, don't worry. I'm grabbing some coffee for us and a couple of treats from that market you like so much. Catch up on some rest ♡." On the bottom of the letter, you'll see little lovey-dovey stick men doodled onto the paper.

Now, this is the part I know you've all been waiting for.

Not to sound like a marvel movie with what I just said ^.

Growing up on a farm definitely has its perks, including gaining the knowledge of appreciating the land around him. This means he knows exactly how to store and hide seeds into the soil and have something beautiful sprout as a result of that. But, you know what else he knows how to hide in the soil?

Bodies. I'm joking, oh my goodness.

Kristian never wants you to see that aggressive and absolutely vile side of him. You're his sweet baby, you don't need to be subjected to such negativity. He'll release all of his aggression onto the subject of his anger, often resulting in his knuckles swelling and he even broke his hand one tine.

Has he not only beaten people that have bothered you but killed them, even? If you ask, then the answer is no. But everyone knows that's a complete lie. Kristian is a complete master at hiding his 'sins' from not only you but from the public. He'll ask his mother, Johanna, for assistance because who said she didn't do the same thing as him for Ada back in the day?

Maybe it runs in the family.

#yandere oc x you #yandere headcanons #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere oneshot #yandere x you #yandere #yandere oc x y/n #obsessive love #obsessive yandere #oc x yn #oc x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #male yandere #male oc x you #male oc x y/n #male oc x reader #male x reader #yandere fantasy #dark fantasy #fantasy x reader #fantasy oc #oc x you #x yn #yandere x y/n #x y/n #x you #x you fluff #x you smut

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

Here's the Sim that I'm planning on doing this here thing with.

BASICS

NAME: Dominique (Dom) Larkham When I added the vitiligo in CAS, she reminded me of Zazie Beetz's Domino in Deadpool II, along with her buoyant nature. It's the wrong eye but I called her Dominique as a kind of tribute. AGE: Teen, will age up with two positive and one negative PARENTHOOD traits. TRAITS: Self-Assured, Freegan. Her third trait upon aging up will also be decided by poll. I just need to know her second one first as some will be unavailable depending on the result (ie. a FREEGAN can be LAZY but can't be a SNOB etc). LIKES: Cooking, Fitness, Dancing, Gardening, Purple, R&B, S-Pop, Compliments, Silly Behaviour, Jokes, Potty Humour, Pranks, Deception, Gossip, Ambitionless Sims, Idealist Sims, Spirited Sims, Funny Sims, Homebodies, Rascals DISLIKES: Americana, Classical Music, Painting, Violin, Stories, Deep Thoughts, Complaints, Malicious Interactions, Argumentative Sims, Pessimistic Sims, Yellow CURRENT ASPIRATION: Live Fast (Teen)

HOUSE + DETAILS

LOT: Little Falls Nook, Copperdale SIZE: 20x20 VALUE: 18,711k PACKS: Most important are ECO LIVING, TINY LIVING, DREAM HOME DECORATOR, LAUNDRY DAY and SNOWY ESCAPE. You can probably easily sub out all the others. PLAYTESTED: Yes, use bb.moveobjects. The HSY escape window doesn't work but that's a glitch I've encountered all my saves, nothing to do with placement etc. Your Sim may need at least L3 Handiness to get the bed down properly (also you can die via a Murphy Bad malfunction). The laundry function has been enabled through the clothesline, laundry hamper and washtub. GALLERY: HAYLEY247

Apart from the house value, Dom's funds have been cheated to zero. She has no skills, no musical instruments and nothing with which to make money. And she still needs to attend high school.

The overriding goal is for her to achieve the FABULOUSLY WEALTHY aspiration (with a greater total maybe) buuut we can work on others in the meantime. There will be a post on her progress per in-game week. I want to take a fun and silly collaborative approach to this, where I'll throw up polls and you can help (or hinder) Dom as you like.

I am a vanilla player (all packs except DINE OUT and PERFECT PATIO) and have no intention of portraying serious themes beyond the silliness in which they're handled in the game - and absolutely no exclusively real-world issues (racism, sexism etc). Those don't exist in the Sims 4, and thank goodness for that.

#my sims #dominique larkham #the dom(ino) effect #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 gameplay #my builds

[harryissuchalittleshit]

The next gen kids and...

- who they look like the most (which parent)?

- who are they like the most when it comes to personality (which parent)?

- who (except their parents) are they simillar to?

Victoire

Victoire looks a lot like Fleur when she’s younger and grows to look like her Tante Gabrielle, especially after having children. She’s tall and beautiful, and she grows into her curves and figure.

I would say her personality is a lot like Bill’s and he hates it lol. She’s a rebel with a cause and also a mother hen to her siblings. She does come off as a bit standoffish like Fleur can, but she means well in the end.

I would say she is the most like Ginny, headstrong and stubborn and not afraid to fight for her own rights and happiness.

Dominique

She looks so much like Fleur, just throw on some freckles and a wild mass of red curls she likes to call her lion mane. She is tiny and is often mistaken for being the premee baby of her siblings, not the one that was over ten pounds.

She is just like Bill, a Weasley through and through. She makes fast and rash decisions and it does bite her in the ass, but she grows from it

Speaking of which, I would say she is most like Percy. When it comes down to it, he is defined by his two biggest moments in canon, leaving and coming back. Dominique is made of the same stuff, fitting for the godfather/goddaughter duo

Louis

If you held up a photo of Louis and Bill at sixteen, even Molly would have trouble telling who was who.

He is quiet and calm and delicate, Fleur’s baby through and through. He loves art and to dance and to live his life the way he wants to, even if he has to burn some bridges

Not only is he named after Charlie, they are great friends and pen pals. Louis takes after Charlie like a duck to water and they both enjoy it

Molly

She looks like Audrey, but with those Weasley freckles and brown eyes and that unmistakable shade of gingery-orange hair. Really she and Lucy are the perfect mix of their parents

Molly is so bright and happy and hopeful, very much like her mother and the Hufflepuffs she finds kinship with. She has had so much pain and sadness thrown on her that she needs some happiness and lightness in her life

She’s like George, they both have this warmth and happiness they can bring out of themselves while also holding onto a deep trauma

Lucy

She looks like Percy the same way Molly looks like Audrey. She does have Audrey’s blue eyes but Percy’s eyesight and she does tend to walk a little taller than she really is, but sometimes she needs that extra confidence

Lucy is very emotional, she’ll cry at the drop of a pin and her moods change so quickly from happy to sad to confused to happy to angry, she tends to just let everything out because for so long Molly didn’t or couldn’t

Lucy takes after her “Uncle” Oliver Wood, one of her dad’s closest friends and quite the emotional man (when it comes to his Quidditch team lol)

Freddie

He looks like George, a bit tanner and a little taller, but he looks just like George.

Freddie is a bit troublesome, but not as bad as his dad. He’s playful and silly, but has a tendency to doubt himself at times. He loves deeply and fiercely and will fight for those he does love. He’s a good son to his parents even if he made them grandparents much too young

He takes after Ron really, his confidence goes up and down and he can crack a good joke while being in love with the smartest girl he knows

Roxanne

She looks like her Aunt Roxie, but with some dark red curls she loves to braid and play with

Like her brother she is a bit troublesome and does have some confidence issues. Her issues manifest into a horrible eating disorder and an abusive relationship, but through a lot of work and love she comes out on top

I really feel like she takes after Hermione, she’s stubborn and headstrong and used to being listened to as the smartest person in the room, but her insecurities do hold her back at times

Rose

She looks like Ron, red hair and blue eyes, freckles and that playful smile, but Hermione’s curls and her short stature

Her personality is a great mix of her parents, the good and the bad. She also tends to mother hen her cousins, which they jump on and take advantage of at times

She takes after Harry, he’s her godfather and uncle and in many ways her third parent. She learns so much from him and he’s a great source of comfort to her

Hugo

He looks like Hermione, but he does have the Weasley red hair and he’s sooo tall, the tallest of the Weasley grandsons with only Louis within inches of him

He’s happy, he’s hyper, he loves to have fun and joke around but come exam times, his head is in the books and won’t come out until it’s all over. He is very competitive, but who can blame him when he wants to be the smartest person despite his set backs

He’s like Fred, funny and sweet but sometimes with a mean streak that he hates and a hyperness that holds him back until he overcomes it

James

James is the perfect mix of Harry and Ginny, he has the messy red hair and tan skin and brown eyes and freckles and lanky limbs that are both Potter and Weasley

He is definitely a goof ball, but also has a heart of gold. He is protective and loving and often doesn’t think before he talks, but it doesn’t matter because he’s so good and honest to those he loves. He has made his mistakes, but he honors them and lives up to his names and the men his mother named him after

He is very much like Bill, taking the weight of all the family in his shoulders with pride and love even if he sometimes puts his foot in his mouth

Al

He looks just like Harry, but he had freckles on his nose and cheeks and it reminds Ginny of Fred. She will never compare her second son’s looks to Harry, always her brothers

Al is dramatic and moody and always rolling his eyes, but he loves his family and gets along with everyone despite his dramatics. Rose is his ride or die and she is the reason he made it to adulthood and he knows it

Honestly, I want to say he’s most like Ginny, but if I can’t pick a parent I would say Percy. He is a bit high strung and prideful, he’s ambitious and wanting from the world, but his family comes first over and over and over again

Lily

Merlin she looks like Ginny, she has hazel eyes like her grandfather James and can’t see anything closer than her outstretched hand without her glasses, but honestly she and Ginny could be twins if they were the same age

She is a bit of a brat, being the only girl in her immediate family and then the youngest granddaughter, she takes full advantage of being the baby. But she does grow up and levels out and becomes more than just her wants. She ends up finding a peacefulness in being unknown and called out on her more selfish behavior, and it’s good for her to see reality a bit

He takes after her Grandad Arthur, taking interest in something small but oh so important to her and finding her own ways to be brave and just in front of not only herself and others. She also takes a bit of happiness in hiding away at times, even if she’s always watching

Bonus:

Scorpius

He looks like Draco, but Astoria’s features have made there way in. It’s in the slight tan of his skin tone and the curls of his white blond hair, but otherwise he is all Malfoy

He is literally the kindest and sweetest person, sure he’s also ambitious and cunning, but people notice his presence through his polite and kind demeanor

He takes after Theodore Nott, who has proven himself to be kind and wholesome and a great father. He loves every lost child that comes into his home and has made his home open and accessible to anyone that needs a place to stay, but especially his children’s friends

#next gen harry potter #head canons #harry potter #victoire weasley #dominique weasley #louis weasley #molly weasley #lucy weasley #Freddie Weasley #roxanne weasley #rose weasley #scorpius malfoy #hugo weasley #james sirius potter #albus severus potter #lily luna potter #family

[the-al-chemist]

On This Wild Night — Part Three

Notes: this story was originally conceived as a farce comedy. It’s evolved somewhat since then, but still has elements of that genre. For that reason, miscommunication reigns supreme in this chapter. A warning for mild injury description and mild angst played for laughs.

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Once the toasts were finished and the empty plates had been vanished, the red-headed ushers began levitating the tables to the sides of the marquee to create a dance floor in the centre. Or, rather, that was what they were supposed to be doing. Instead, the brothers had become distracted, and were now directing tables to knock into one another in what appeared to be a game that only they knew the rules of.

Across the room, Charlie made eye contact with Artemis before sending his table zooming into Bill’s. At Artemis’ side, their former Transfiguration professor was smiling through tight lips as she watched the scene.

“They never do grow up, do they?” said Professor McGonagall, with an almost imperceptible shake of her head.

“Boys, you mean?” Artemis asked her.

“I was going to say ‘men’, but I dare say that the terms could be used interchangeably.”

Artemis laughed, and looked back at the still-bantering brothers. From the looks of things, Bill had summoned one of Charlie’s shoes from his foot. He was now holding it high above his head, out of Charlie’s reach, whilst George held him back.

“I dare say so, too,” Artemis murmured sagely.

From the other side of the marquee, Fleur appeared, Dominique in her arms. She walked purposefully across the empty space that had minutes earlier been filled with tables and thrust the baby into the arms of her husband. She hissed something into his ear, and his face became suddenly serious. He nodded earnestly, returned his brother’s shoe, and kissed his wife on the cheek.

“Well,” said Professor McGonagall, raising her eyebrows and widening her eyes slightly. Artemis recognised her facial expression from years of lessons with her: she was impressed. “That one has been well-trained, at least.”

Artemis crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“I’ll have you know that my one is also very well-trained,” she informed her old teacher, who chuckled quietly.

“I do know, Miss Hexley. He has been for a long time.”

With that, Professor McGonagall gave Artemis another thin-lipped smile and walked away. Across the marquee, Charlie had replaced his shoe and was now fiddling with an old gramophone.

Figuring that he could probably do with her input, Artemis started to walk over to him, her high-heeled shoes clicking with each step she took across the dancefloor. The open space had already been commandeered by two of the only guests that were shorter than her: her goddaughter Victoire and Teddy Lupin the pageboy. Apparently inspired by Victoire’s father and uncles’ antics, the pair had begun to chase one another around the dancefloor at speed.

As the two of them ran past Artemis, Teddy dodged her, but at only three years old, Victoire was not so agile. She nearly collided with Artemis’ leg, and as Artemis stepped sideways to avoid her, she found herself falling.

Whether the floor was slippery, or uneven, or whether she was just out of practice when it came to wearing heels, she didn’t know. She didn’t have much time to think about what the reason was; she only had time to make the snap decision to put her arms out in front of her as she plummeted face first towards the ground, hitting it with an audible smack.

“Are you okay, Artemis?” said a gentle voice. Artemis looked up to see Arthur Weasley standing over her. He helped her back onto her feet, and she brushed herself off, and adjusted the front of her dress. Two more red-haired men rushed over to her, as well as Kingsley Shacklebolt.

“I’m fine, stop fussing.”

Artemis really was fine, but Kingsley and Arthur both looked unconvinced.

“Are you sure? That was a pretty impressive fall you had there, Tiny,” Kingsley said.

As Kingsley frowned deeply, Charlie began to examine Artemis’ scuffed palms. She rolled her eyes.

“For Merlin’s sake, I just tripped over. I’ve had much worse injuries playing bloody Quidditch, let alone in the rest of my life.” She tugged her hands away from Charlie’s and pulled out her wand. “Episkey!”

She healed the grazes on her hands, then the cut on her knee.

“There’s one on your chin, too,” Charlie told her, and she handed him her wand to do that one for her.

“See, I’m fine. Just my dignity that’s been damaged.”

“Understandable. I think that everyone has now seen entirely far too much of you today,” muttered Bill, half-hugging, half-restraining his oldest daughter.

“Well, at least I have knickers on.”

“Yes, Artemis, that’s exactly the most inappropriate thing you could say to this particular group of people.”

Artemis pulled a face at Bill. Charlie’s face was passive, but as her eyes met his, he raised his eyebrows fractionally. Their father cleared his throat.

“Why don’t you go and clean yourself up, Artemis?” he suggested. “If you go back inside the house, Ginny’s makeup might still be out. I’m sure she won’t mind you borrowing some.”

Having reassured the group of would-be knights in shining armour that she really didn’t require anyone’s help to walk the short distance to the house, Artemis went to clean herself up.

In the Weasleys’ bathroom mirror, she assessed the damage. There was very little, the cuts and grazes having already been healed, but there was still blood on her chin, her knee and the heels of her hands. She washed them all off, and padded into the room that used to be Ginny’s bedroom. The decor was largely unchanged, and Artemis found everything she needed in the drawer of the dressing table.

She touched up her makeup, and decided to return to the party. Hopefully, Charlie would have sorted out the music by now. She opened the door of Ginny’s old bedroom, to find Mrs Weasley on the other side of it.

“Merlin, Molly! What are you sneaking around for?”

“Sorry, dear,” said Mrs Weasley, frowning deeply at her. “Arthur said you’d fallen over, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

“I’m fine. Thank you, though.”

“Are you sure you don’t need me to contact a Healer?”

“Really, Molly, there’s nothing to worry about.” Artemis almost laughed. Mrs Weasley had always known how to fuss over people. “They were all making a mountain out of a gnomehill, I swear.”

“Well, if you’re certain…”

“Positive.”

Molly shook her head and sighed deeply with her eyes closed. When they opened again, they had a peculiar expression in them. And… was she about to cry?

“Oh, Artemis,” she said, holding her arms out to her. “My beautiful, brave girl.”

“Um, thanks,” said Artemis. She took a step backwards. “Molly, is everything okay?”

“Everything is wonderful, Artemis. And I… I’m delighted.”

“That’s good. I’m, um… happy for you.”

“No, dear,” Mrs Weasley sniffed. “I’m happy for you.”

Before Artemis had a chance to do or say anything in response, Molly had thrown her arms around her and pulled her into a very tight hug, pressing Artemis’ face into her bosom. After a longer time than Artemis was strictly comfortable with, Mrs Weasley released her grip and held her at arm's length, still staring at her and blinking back tears.

“Oh, right.” Artemis nodded, though she had no idea what was happening to her. Perhaps Mrs Weasley had drunk too much champagne during the speeches. It was an emotional day for her, after all. “You know, Molly. That’s brilliant. I’m really glad that you’re so happy.”

“How could I not be? This is so wonderful. Sorry, dear, I’m just overjoyed. I think… you know, this might be the best day of my life.”

“Yeah, I can see that.”

“Of course, it would be better if you and Charlie were married.”

Artemis blinked. “You what?”

“No, no. I’m not judging, I understand that it’s the twenty-first century now, and you’re both adults, and, let’s be honest, it would be rather hypocritical of me to — never mind that,” Mrs Weasley took her first breath in what might have been almost a minute. “But, really, Artemis, dear, you should be considering doing it as soon as possible. Really, I’m surprised you aren’t already. You’ve been together for a few years, and you are both thirty now, after all. Maybe this will be the push that both of you need. A blessing in disguise, if you will, not that it isn’t already a blessing.”

“Wait.” Artemis opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before she could form a full sentence. “You want us to get married?”

“I do think it would be the best course of action. We could do it here, a small ceremony, a little party. It wouldn’t take too much organising, I’m sure if Charlie’s work let him have the time off we could get everything sorted for a couple of months’ time.”

“A couple of months?”

“Maybe less if we really crack on, limit bits and bobs here and there.” Mrs Weasley patted Artemis on the cheek. “Don’t look so worried, dear. We’ll sort it all out.”

Artemis screwed her eyes tight and opened them again. Mrs Weasley was still in front of her. She pinched herself. It hurt. She really wasn’t dreaming, then.

“I don’t need it sorted out, Molly,” she said, her heart starting to pound wildly. “I don’t want to get married!”

“Don’t you want to be a proper family?”

“I… I thought…” Artemis felt her chest tighten, a pain settling between her ribs. “Am I not already family?”

“Well, I just meant that it would be good idea to make it official. Really be a part of the family.”

The room started to spin around Artemis. At least, that’s what it felt like. Maybe she had hit her head too many times today. Maybe Molly had, too.

Mrs Weasley sighed, and reached a hand out to hers.

“I know this is all a lot to deal with. Trust me, I’ve been there,” she said kindly, patting Artemis on the wrist. “I think Charlie would say the same as me, though. What has he said to you about it?”

“He… Nothing. We never… We haven’t—”

“Oh,” Mrs Weasley’s eyes widened and her eyebrows shot upwards. “Oh, Artemis. You’ve not spoken about this with Charlie yet, have you?”

“No,” replied Artemis.

“So, he has no idea what’s going on right now?”

Artemis had to laugh at that. “Molly, I have no idea what’s going on right now!”

“That’s perfectly normal, dear. Everyone feels like that to start with, but you’ll figure it out eventually.”

“Thank Godric for that,” Artemis muttered under her breath.

“It’s much easier if you aren’t doing it alone, though. You really should talk to Charlie,” Molly nodded. She sighed again, and let out a small giggle. “Although, I’m surprised he hasn’t noticed. That’s boys for you, I suppose. It’s just that it’s so obvious.”

“Is it?” Artemis wrinkled her nose. She didn’t think that anything about this was obvious.

“I’d say so. I mean, we can all see that your breasts have gotten bigger.” At Molly’s observation, Artemis instinctively put a hand in front of her chest. She should never have listened to Charlie about the dress. “And then, at the toast, I saw that you didn’t drink the champagne—”

Suddenly, Artemis realised what Molly meant. She grimaced. This conversation was about to become even less fun.

“— and there’s just this glow about you. I noticed it when you came in just before the speeches,” Molly chuckled, completely oblivious to the fact that Artemis’ face had turned a spectacular shade of beetroot. “Of course, I was looking out for it then, because Charlie had just made that comment about your morning sickness.”

“Hang on.” Artemis held up a hand. “Charlie made a what about my what, now?”

“He told me that you were vomiting this morning.”

“Did he really?” said Artemis, her voice a low growl.

“Like I said, I’m surprised he’s not worked it all out,” Mrs Weasley shook her head. “I know he’s not as academic as Bill or Percy—”

“Molly!”

“— but he’s clever in other ways, and normally very observant, especially when it comes to, well… you.”

Artemis softened slightly, despite her rapidly increasing anger. Mrs Weasley was Charlie’s mum, and she was trying to be kind to her, even if she apparently didn’t think that she counted as family.

“Look, Molly, I think that Charlie might—”

“I agree. You need to talk to Charlie before we do anything else.”

“The thing is, Molly, there’s nothing to talk—”

“Once you’ve spoken to each other, we can all decide what to do about the wedding.”

“I don’t want—”

“You two are coming back in the morning to help take down the marquee, we can discuss it then. Unless you don’t want to tell him until tomorrow, that’s understandable, there’s a lot going on today, after all.”

“No, listen—”

“Don’t fret, dear. I won’t go spilling the beans,” Mrs Weasley said, and she started to back away through the door, tapping her nose with her forefinger. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

“There’s no secret!”

Mrs Weasley said nothing, but as she walked away Artemis heard her make a high pitched squeaking noise.

“Molly, wait. Molly. Molly.”

But Mrs Weasley had already left. Artemis exhaled loudly, before exiting Ginny’s old room and bellowing down the darkened staircase:

“MOLLY!”

There was no answer. Mrs Weasley was gone. Artemis slammed her hands to her forehead and made a strangled sound somewhere between a scream and a growl. Moving her hands away from her face, she clenched her fists and sighed. What kind of ridiculous mess of a situation was this? How did this even happen?

Well, the answer to that question was simple enough: Charlie. Bloody Charlie. She shook her head, fuming.

Forget marrying him. She was going to murder him.

Charlie had managed to bewitch the gramophone to play music for the rest of the night. It was a shame that Artemis hadn’t been able to help him pick the songs to play, really. It just meant that he was probably going to have to redo it at some point after she came back.

The music was surprisingly loud, and so Bill had said that he was going to take Dominique out for a walk around the garden to try and get her back to sleep. In need of some fresh air and a break from the crowded marquee, Charlie offered to join him. They had walked and talked until Dominique fell back to sleep, at which point they had taken a seat on a pair of old deckchairs, facing the marquee.

The sun was rapidly setting in the sky behind the rolling hills of the Devonshire countryside, and the scents of grass and honeysuckle mingled in the air. Charlie smiled to himself. It didn’t matter how far he travelled; this would always be home.

“Can you believe it?” Bill asked him, nodding his head at the marquee. “Little Ginny, married.”

“Bill, I still can’t believe that you’re married, and I was your best man.”

“Can’t blame you for that, I can’t believe it sometimes, either,” grinned Bill. “How did we get to be so lucky?”

“It must be something about the red hair,” Charlie said, and he leaned forward to peer at the baby in Bill’s arms. He held out his little finger to stroke her tiny hands — they might have been the smallest he’d ever seen — and in her sleep, Dominique closed her fist, holding onto his little finger. “Do you think she’s inherited that?”

“Too early to tell. Victoire’s hair was almost black when she was born, and look at her now.”

“True. She looks so much like Fleur, it’s scary.”

“She does, but she came out in freckles for the first time this summer,” Bill laughed. “So it looks like she is one of us, after all.”

Charlie chuckled, and looked down at his sleeping niece. It was difficult to tell in the dimming light, but there might well have been a reddish tinge to her hair.

“Bill?”

“Yes?”

“If I take my finger back, will she carry on sleeping?” he asked his brother. “Or am I just stuck here, now?”

Bill conjured a small blanket. He placed the corner against Dominique’s hand and she let go of Charlie to cling onto that instead.

“See? Easy,” said Bill, with a smirk that rapidly disappeared as the sound of a door slamming in the house caused Dominique to stir.

A second later, a flash of burgundy fabric and dark hair shot across the garden in the direction of the marquee. Bill and Charlie exchanged glances.

“Is that…”

“Artemis? Yeah.”

“Is it just me, or does she look…”

“Really angry? Yeah.”

“Should we do something?” asked Bill, frowning at the marquee as Artemis stormed inside.

“Yeah, we should probably stay out of the way,” Charlie half-smiled. “At least until she’s had a chance to stomp about and shout a bit. She’ll be easier to calm down once she’s got the worst of it out of her system.”

“You make me look like an amateur,” Bill said, and Charlie shrugged. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been so glad to not be inside a marquee.”

“I just feel sorry for whoever ends up on the receiving end,” said Charlie, shaking his head. “Poor sod doesn’t know what’s coming to them.”

A moment later, a small shadow appeared in the entrance of the marquee.

“Look who’s back,” Bill muttered. “Oh, great. She’s seen us.”

Bill was right. Artemis had definitely seen them. Her hazel eyes locked on Charlie’s, and the expression in them made his heart start to race. Not in a good way, either. She wasn’t just angry. She was livid.

He was rapidly becoming filled with a sense of impending doom, which only grew stronger as she raised a finger and pointed it at him.

“Charlie, I think you’re in trouble,” said his brother.

“Trouble? Mate, I’m in danger.” Charlie’s eyes scanned around the garden, looking for any kind of escape route or anything that he could hide behind. There was only one thing within easy reach. “Bill, pass me the baby.”

“What? No!”

“She can’t kill me if I’m holding a baby!”

“You can’t use my child as a shield!”

“Yes, I can,” Charlie told him, and held his arms out. “Quick, give it here.”

“It?” Bill exclaimed. He looked indignant, but he nevertheless handed his infant daughter to Charlie, who immediately started to coo over her in what he thought was a fairly uncle-ish way.

“Charlie!” said Artemis, marching towards him with a face like thunder.

“Shh,” he replied, smiling at Dominique. “The baby’s sleeping.”

“You know, I really don’t care,” she hissed at him. “I need to talk to you.”

“Can it wait? I’m spending quality time with my niece right now.”

“No, you’re trying to avoid an argument,” Artemis told him. “Well, tough luck. You can’t avoid this, so give that back to your brother.”

“That?”

Artemis ignored Bill, and glared at Charlie, who reluctantly handed the baby back to her father. He steeled himself, ready for whatever Artemis was about to throw at him — either figuratively or literally — but instead, she rounded on Bill.

“This is a private conversation. Leave.”

“No, stay,” Charlie said quickly. Both Artemis and Bill stared at him, and he shrugged. “I mean, whatever you have to say, you can say in front of Bill, right?”

“Fine.” Artemis spat out the word. “Charlie, what the hell have you been saying to your mother?”

“What? When?”

“Today!”

“Artemis,” Charlie tried to sound diplomatic, “I’m sorry, but you’re really going to have to be more specific than that.”

“Oh, you want me to be more specific, do you? Okay, how about what you said to her just before we had sex up against the wall in the kitchen?”

Charlie grimaced. There was no way Bill was going to stay with him now. Sure enough, he heard his brother make a soft urging sound.

“I actually cannot think of anything I want less than to be a part of this conversation right now,” said Bill, standing up. “So, I’m going to go and take my sleeping baby into a very loud room. I have stuff I need to do, anyway. You know: drink, mingle, find my children some new godparents, that sort of thing.” He patted Charlie’s arm with the hand that wasn’t holding his daughter. “Good luck, Charlie.”

“Thanks,” muttered Charlie. He looked up at Artemis, still bearing down on him with her hands on her hips, and sighed. “Alright, what’s brought this on?”

“You. You did.”

“Yeah, but how? Because I’m struggling to see why you’re suddenly so angry about a throwaway comment I made to my mum several hours ago. What happened?”

“What’s happened is that I’ve just had the weirdest conversation of my life with your mother, about how I’m now pregnant.”

Charlie had never known his throat to dry so quickly before. He blinked.

“I’m sorry… You’re pregnant?”

“No, obviously not, but your mum thinks I am.”

“Wh-why… Why? Why would she think that?”

Artemis fixed him with a hard and meaningful stare, and he shrunk back from her, frowning. What had he done? Charlie thought about it, and realised how he might have caused this confusion.

“Oh. Oh, no…”

“Oh, yeah,” said Artemis. Charlie bit his bottom lip and looked at her apologetically.

“Was she angry? Did she have a go at you? I’m really sorry if she shouted at you.”

“She didn’t shout at me.”

“She didn’t?” Charlie asked, and Artemis rolled her eyes.

“No, if anything, she’s thrilled.”

“But you’re not thrilled…”

“No, Charlie, I am not thrilled. I am the opposite of thrilled, I am…” She paused for a moment, obviously thinking, before giving up. “I’m un-thrilled.”

Charlie knew better than to laugh at her new word. He nodded silently in lieu of saying anything.

“Oh,” Artemis continued without his input, “and we are also getting married.”

“Are we?”

“According to Molly, we are.”

“Right.” Charlie frowned. “When?”

“Two months. Maybe sooner, depending on your work shifts.”

“Does that mean we don’t need to help take down the marquee tomorrow?”

Charlie’s question was met with flaring nostrils. He put his hands in the air.

“I’m joking. That was a joke, Artemis.”

Artemis did not so much as smile, let alone laugh. That was a bad sign. Charlie swallowed hard, before standing up and walking towards her.

“Alright,” he said in a low, level voice, “so my mum thinks you're pregnant. Just tell her that you aren’t.”

“Do you honestly think that I didn’t try that? Because I did, it was just hard when she wouldn’t let me get a word in edgeways because she was too busy planning a wedding.”

“What wedding?”

“Our wedding. Do keep up,” Artemis snapped at him.

“I meant, there isn’t going to be a wedding.” Charlie shrugged. “You can just tell her again that you aren’t pregnant and that we aren’t getting married.”

“No. You can tell her that I’m not pregnant and that we’re not getting married.”

Charlie felt his heart sink and race, both at the same time.

“Why me?” he asked.

“Because she’s your mother and you’re the one who put the idea in her head in the first place!”

Annoyingly, that was a fairly good reason. After a moment’s hesitation, Charlie nodded.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll tell her tomorrow,” he said. He made to put his arm around Artemis’ shoulder, but she pushed him away, glowering at him.

“No, you will tell her tonight.”

“But—”

“Charlie, if you don’t tell her tonight, she’s going to keep acting all… weird around me, and keep telling me that’s it about time we got married and settled down because we are thirty, and we’ve been together a while, and apparently that means we should be married by now. Oh, and you know she is not going to let me drink, and right now, I could really do with a drink.”

“I just think—”

“I don’t give a Knarl’s arse what you think,” Artemis hissed. “You know bloody well if you don’t tell her tonight, she’ll mention it to me tomorrow and then I’ll end up telling her and you won’t have to.”

“No, that’s not… I just think that today is a really stressful day for her — yeah, I know it’s happy, but it’s stressful, too — and it’s probably better to wait until tomorrow because she is very emotional right now.”

“I’m very emotional right now!”

“That’s probably the pregnancy hormones,” Charlie muttered, before he could stop himself.

As Artemis’ face hardened even more, he immediately regretted opening his mouth. He ran one hand through his hair before trying to reason with her.

“Look, I don’t want to be the one to upset mum tonight. You just said how happy and excited she is, and I don’t want to ruin that for her when she’s already a bit… Well, you know how she gets, especially at weddings. And I’m going to have to tell her that I lied to her, and she’s not going to be happy about that, and I don’t want her to cry or shout, or start nagging me.”

Artemis raised her eyebrows, and Charlie took a step backwards.

“And,” he continued, unable to look Artemis in the eye anymore, “there has got to be a better way to solve this, one that doesn’t involve me crushing her dreams and telling her that I lied to her. Maybe we should think about other options.”

“What other options?”

On the spot, Charlie shrugged.

“Well… I mean, we could get married in two months,” he suggested. Every muscle in Artemis’ body seemed to tense, and he quickly backtracked. “I’m not saying that it’s the best option, but it is still an option.” He exhaled, adding under his breath darkly, “Personally, I think the best solution here would be to emigrate.”

“Emigrate? Charlie, you already live abroad!”

“I know, but I could see myself living in New Zealand.”

“That’s ridiculous. You can’t move to New Zealand to avoid having an awkward conversation with your mum.”

“You could come with me.”

Artemis was not appeased by this half-serious proposition.

“I don’t want to go to New Zealand with you! I don’t want to go anywhere with you!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “You know, I don’t even want to be near you at the moment. Not until you’ve sorted out this mess you’ve made.”

“Alright!” Charlie replied, louder than he meant to. He sighed, and scratched his temple with one finger awkwardly. “This is probably a bad time to mention that I’ve got two Galleons riding on you catching the bouquet later, isn’t it?”

In response to his question, Artemis made a sinister guttural noise that Charlie had never heard a human make before.

“Okay, yeah. Bad time. Really bad time,” he said. “So, what exactly do you want me to say to her?”

“You tell her that you lied to her, that I’m not pregnant, that we aren’t getting married, and that she needs to back off.”

“And if she asks me why I lied to her?”

“I don’t know! You’re the one with all the excuses, make something up!”

Charlie closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Artemis was angrier tonight than he’d seen her in a while, especially with that anger directed at him. Knowing Artemis — which, by now, he could say with absolute certainty that he did — there was probably something else that was bothering her, it was just a matter of what. The problem was, to find out what it was that was really upsetting her, he had to calm her down. And that meant doing what she was asking of him, which meant…

“Alright,” he said gently, stepping towards Artemis with his head lowered. “I‘ll talk to her. I promise.”

“Tonight.”

It wasn’t a question. Charlie sighed, and reached out to stroke Artemis’ arm. She stiffened, but didn’t push him away.

“Yeah. Tonight, if I can. If not, I’ll come down early tomorrow to do it.”

“Tomorrow’s not good enough,” Artemis told him, whipping her arm away from him and crossing them both in front of her chest. “I want you to tell her now.”

“I’m going to do it as soon as possible, it’s just busy here tonight, so I might not get the chance. But I will try, alright?”

“No, it’s not alright. You tell her before we leave tonight, or I will tell her tomorrow, just before you have to spend the whole day with her, and when she asks me why you lied to her, I’ll tell her exactly why you did it.”

Charlie felt the blood drain from his face.

“You wouldn’t dare,” he said, his eyes wide with horror.

“Really? Try me.”

Artemis raised her eyebrows, her entire face still. She wasn’t bluffing. Of course she wasn’t. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t dare do. That was one of the things Charlie loved the most about her — or, at least, it had been until this precise moment in time.

He gulped, and Artemis narrowed her eyes as she leaned in and hissed at him once more.

“You’ve got until the end of the night to buck up, Charlie.”

With that, she turned on her heel and marched back across the garden, leaving Charlie to watch her storm off and away, the loose tendrils of her dark hair blowing wildly in the breeze behind her.

#on this wild night #artemis hexley #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x oc #harry potter fanfiction #hphm fic #hinny wedding #bill weasley #molly weasley #arthur weasley #kingsley shacklebolt #weasley family

[hpowellsmith]

Are the class sizes of Archambault really 4 classmates each?XD Or is there like a range?

How about Gallatin? What is the usual class size?

The classes at Archambault and Gallatin are tiny. This is partly because I didn't want to have a sea of random names for players to deal with but also that the schools take a lot of pride in small classes because of larger amounts of and more personalised teacher time. Freddie would have been shocked coming from their Fenburg secondary school which was a lot larger; Trevelyan's primary school was similarly much bigger than Gallatin; Hyacinthe is from a smaller town so the size compared to their primary school size wouldn't have been as much of a shock but it was still wildly different.

At Gallatin, classes are less than 10 students (in Creme, your classes have 6-7 people - so you, Gonzalez, Hartmann, Max, Freddie, Delacroix, and Blaise).

At Archambault, there are some big classes, still mostly under 10 students, (which you have with Javi, Beaumont, Dominique, Mai, Yannick, Gabi, and maybe one or two others). They're taught by minor teacher characters (if they're there, this is when Creme MC teacher, Hartmann, and/or Sinclair, Raphael, and Cezara teach. Otherwise, your minor teachers are Anthony and Chiara). There are also fairly regular occasions where fancy academics or various other luminaries come and give lectures. The main classes we spend time with onscreen are the Natural Science, Politics, and Leadership classes with Vere, Clemence, and Pascal though, and they're closer to something like a Cambridge supervision - even tinier.

The Archambault structure (aside from a laissez-faire attitude to exams in some cases, which leads to a lot of problems when students in those cases go to university) is built on similar lines to Gessner University which is intentional because there is a strong Archambault -> Gessner pipeline. An academically able student with a strong and independent work ethic will find the transition from Archambault to Gessner easier and more familiar than students from other schools. The system is built so that a student like Auguste or Beaumont, having been academically successful at Archambault, can walk into a Gessner undergraduate course, succeed there too (assuming no mental or physical health issues arise! which is a big and wrong assumption!), and then walk into managing their inheritance/land or a career of their choosing.

#asks #creme de la creme series #creme de la creme #royal affairs

[sixty-silver-wishes]

"just the right bullets" is probably my favorite tom waits song, but one thing I love is seeing how different artists/actors deliver the line "why be a fool," because the tone of the song can shift so much there.

so for context, the song goes to waits' "the black rider" opera, and while waits' album of the same title has him performing most of the songs, and it's been covered by a few artists, in the opera, it's sung by pegleg, a mephistophelean devil figure who's trying to sell magic bullets to the protagonist, wilhelm. there's this excellent dissertation on the opera I read a while ago that breaks the song down into two parts of pegleg's "sales pitch"- the first verse is him pointing out how wilhelm needs the bullets because he's a bad hunter, and the second is him talking about how the bullets would improve wilhelm's life. the line "why be a fool" opens the second verse, and depending on how it's delivered, it can offer us different interpretations of pegleg's intentions or deception. here's waits' rendition of the song:

Tom Waits - "Just The Right Bullets" - YouTube

when waits sings it, the line is another part of the show. He puts a slight emphasis on the "f" in "fool, and stresses the "why." He's continuing the sales pitch in his characteristic growl, and while he's not exactly playing the character of pegleg here, you definitely get some sense of theatricality.

Here's Dominique Horwitz' version:

horwitz' pegleg evokes the mc from "cabaret" to me. He's flamboyant and showy, with a touch of darkness and menace. His delivery of the line is very different from waits, in that it's almost blunt. rather than emphasizing the benefits of the bullets like waits does, his delivery seems to suggest that wilhelm would be stupid to refuse the offer. while the rest of his performance is exaggerated, this line seems to be delivered in a more natural way, complete with a hand gesture suggesting that his sales pitch is the obvious solution to wilhelm's problems.

jordi vidal is probably my favorite pegleg. he's a force of chaos, smiling and making suggestive gestures, and he makes very literal and frequent hand motions throughout his performance, evoking a mime. there's a comedic bit in between verses, where he's about to continue singing, but wilhelm starts sneezing, so he has to awkwardly stand there and wait for him to finish. but immediately after, he continues his performance in the same manner as the first verse with a smile on his face. while this could also contribute to the comedy, it could also have a more sinister implication- that he's expressing he doesn't actually care about wilhelm, and just wants to keep going on with his sales pitch. (I would definitely recommend watching this video btw, as well as the other clips from this performance uploaded to vidal's youtube. he's such a great pegleg and is so fun to watch.)

I'm not sure who this performer is, but this version from the metropoltheatre muenchen is interesting, in part because of their pegleg's voice. they're very high pitched and androgynous, suggesting perhaps a tiny troublemaking imp, rather than the seductive devil figures of horwitz and vidal. their delivery of "why be a fool" (along with most of the second verse) is unique in that they sound angry. they deliver these lines staccato and quiet, with a slight tremble, and it's both comedic and menacing because their voice is so high. pegleg's not usually an angry character; the entire story is under his control and he's never actually challenged, so he doesn't have any reason to be. but hearing a bit of anger here makes us wonder what could happen if pegleg got angry, which gives this performance a bit of an edge.

here's marianne faithfull's version. I honestly don't like it as much because she does take some liberties with the lyrics here and there- not any to change the meaning of the song, but enough to bother me because every other version I've heard keeps waits' lyrics the same. but I do like how she delivers this line, because it sounds almost sweet and cloying, which is a take I haven't seen from other actors. it's still a continuation of the sales pitch, but it's not too flamboyant or seductive; it's sugary with a touch of menace. this definitely isn't my favorite version, but that is an interpretation I like.

#the black rider #opera #tom waits #Youtube #I LOVE annabelle chovstek's cover too but I didn't include it because it's not a theatrical performance #I just included waits' version so I could compare it to the others bc he wrote it

[the-portrait-of-seraph]

August’s Review...

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Hey everyone, sorry for not be active as per usual ehe. I’ve been juggling junior year for only a few weeks now and I absolutely can’t stand it haha

The Fountainhead: Rand, Ayn

I liked the book, but didn't like the person behind it. Now, I don't hate a lot of authors in particular, but Ayn Rand was just so wrong on so many levels? She was extremely critical of any philosophy that collided with her's/just didn't like, and that's not exactly the best approach for a scholar to have-

You have the non-conforming architect Howard Roark and he's up against the entire world and their idea of the standard/ideal building; it's drama-filled with Roark fighting tooth and nail against his enemies and his lover/future wife, Dominique.

About Dominique, she reminds me a lot of Nastasya Fillipovna from The Idiot. She can be so loving, but so manipulative and drive dozens of men to their demise (and we love her for that). I felt like she was more of a plot device than an actual three-dimensional character, which makes me very sad. I did feel that her marriage to Roark in the ending was a little disappointing, because I felt like it was expected to happen.

If I had to choose who was my "favorite", I think I would say it was Roark, only because his problems were so similar to mine, other than that, most of the characters didn't stand out to me that much. If you want drama and struggle, I would recommend it.

I did like Rand's writing style though, everything else was debatable.

Love in the Time of Cholera: Marquez Garcia, Gabriel

One of my new personal faves! I love Fermina and she did not deserve her in-laws. I feel like it was surprisingly realistic as to how it portrayed married life between Urbino and Fermina, with happy and unhappy years, but I believe that Fermina was definitely a prisoner in a house that her husband was not. I don't know about everyone else, but one of my worst fears was marrying into the wrong household (if you know, you know) and here I was, watching Fermina live my worst nightmare.

Florentino and Urbino… Are not exactly the greatest characters haha. Florentino had had countless affairs over the years but never told Fermina about them and practically said that despite all these affairs, his heart had belonged to Fermina Daza (someone died because of him!!!!) Urbino also admitted to having an affair with a woman (and even let her death haunt him???), but he was a nice husband, like all the rest.

I found Urbino's death be ironic because it wasn't the cholera he faced on a daily basis that killed him, but falling from a ladder, but at least it allowed for plot development; it had let Florentino finally make his appearance in over 50 years, coming to declare his love for Fermina once more.

It's a love story, but it's also a documentation on the realities of human life/marriage in a matter that doesn't shy away from all the nitty-gritty, unpretty details that follow along with life.

Three Short Japanese Short Stories

If you've been here with me for sometime, you know that I love, love, LOVE Japanese literature. I love Mishima, Dazai, Kawabata, and a truckton of others haha. So the book itself is super thin and tiny, so it's great if you don't know where to start with Japanese literature. You'll get three stories from Nagai, , and Akutagawa, all unique in their own way, and so you get a wholesome mix of everything, from an epistolary story to a history lesson!

The stories themselves are super simple, so I won't go into too much detail about them.

The Book of Disquiet: Pessoa, Fernando

Amazing, show-stopping, 10/10 would recommend

This book is for all of you No Longer Human fans out there, it’s a diary-like novel about a book keeper and his view on life, and surprising it is very, very real. I don’t want to give away most of the story, but I can just say that Fernando Pessoa is a genius, there are so many hard hitting quotes in the book that really get you thinking. I was hooked from the first line, if you want to read it, check this out here!

It is so well pieced together for a novel that is meant to be in disarray and Pessoa is an amazing writer, I would love to read more of his works.

The Plague: Camus Albert

A deadly plague, a town of people, who will win?

Turns out, nobody and everybody. The ending was a bit of a flat-line for me, but other than that, the story of the plague in Oran is neatly put together mixed in with Camus’ philosophy. I’m still not over Dr. Rieux’s wife dying, I don’t know why but that really got to me.

I don’t really like Camus, but I’m trying my best to like him

#reading #classics #literature #french literature #Albert camus #the book of disquiet #fernando pessoa #books #Japanese literature #love in the time of cholera #Gabriel García Márquez #the fountainhead #ayn rand #philosophy

[useless-englandfacts]

Honestly, I must agree. While certainly the idea of moving to Scotland is tempting, as a Southener I would miss the South Downs with its rolling hills and valleys. I'd also miss *home*, I don't want to leave and have to watch the Tories, the Terfs, the Bigots absolutely *ruin* my country. As a disabled person whose mum is an immigrant, I *refuse* to fucking leave this place just because there's a hefty amount of pricks in government that hate me. It's also cos I *believe* it can get better. I look at Netherlands, Scotland, Ireland and so many other countries and think to myself 'I want *that* in England.' Our history is dark and cruel and my God, it's appalling - but, there too were people back then who thought the same. Black and British by David Olusoga (I will go ON about this book, I think it's absolutely well-written and researched), I think is a good portrayal of our history, or a slice of it. But he mentions that even in the Victorian era, there were people who viewed slavery as an absolutely appalling and cruel thing (for example, Granville Sharp). In short, I mention this because *we can fight back.* We *can* do better. We can do better, and NGL a tiny part of me sees my own existence here as an act of defiance. This is *my* country too, and I *know* that I want it to be a safe place for trans people, for migrants and refugees, for disabled people and so on. The Tories might hate me, but I hate them twice as much. England also does have a long history of striking back against landlords and the like, and I can't help but wonder if the Tories want us to forget that. Apologies for this ramble in your blog, have a lovely day.

yeah, anyone who says 'why don't you just leave then?' misses the point that you shouldn't have to leave your home in order to live a bare minimum comfortable existence.

one thing i will say though is that it's only relatively recently that scotland has become this ~beacon of progressiveness~ (i say that with nuance as i'm sure scotland isn't perfect). when england and wales decriminalised homosexuality in 1967, scotland held off and didn't do so itself until 1980 because they had developed a masculinised, heteronormative culture predominantly around manual labourers in steel mills and oil rigs, so homosexuality was considered to be more 'foreign' to them compared to down here.*

i'm not saying this as a 'gotcha!' moment to catch scotland out, i'm saying it to prove the point that countries can change if the will is there - as scotland has proven. it wasn't too long ago that same-sex marriage would've been unimaginable in somewhere like ireland, but they chose to adopt it via referendum of all things! so again, countries can change and there's no such thing as fixed values of a nation.

never apologise for bringing up black and british because i agree it's an excellent book! and he's right! if it's any consolation, recent polling suggests that barely anyone under the age of 50 supports the conservative party, and so they'll either have to radically change their policies and values or else they'll go extinct. so maybe the kids are alright and the future will be better.

- dominique

*i realise these are massive sweeping statements to make about a whole country but i'm not about to write a thesis here okay i hope you get my overall point

#i love this ask and everything about it <3 #asks #anonymous #Admin Dominique

[sapphirebluejewel]

Marco Alejandro Sanchez

Parents: Marcel Sanchez and Maria Gomez

Height: 6’ 2”

House: Gryffindor

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: he/him

Best friends with Teddy

Makes the best cocktails

Has a younger and older brother

Has good hands and is great with cars

Polyamorous

Marco is the only one in his immediate family who is a wizard, but his grandfather was one too.

He's taller than Teddy.

Moved to Hogwarts second year from Venezuela

Hands on learner

Bilinguel as he can also speak Spanish and english

Sleeps talks in both too

Big marvel fan 

His dad is a mechanic

natural charming with adults

Was a virgin the whole time at Hogwarts 

Left handed

Works in muggle relations 

Had a tiny crush on Dominique at one point

Beater

High school musical fan

Horror is his favorite genre

Can't sit through a whole movie though

Good at astronomy

Nickname from James is polo

Mom calls him marcito

He doesn’t cry a lot

Had a threesome with Sophia and Aoifee after hogwarts but it only happened once

#harry potter 2nd gen #harry potter next gen #harry potter 2nd generation #harry potter next generation #oc #original character #headcanons

[xtruss]

How Magpies Outwitted Researchers in Australia

During a Recent Study, a Group of Magpies Removed Their GPS Trackers, Astounding Their Observers. But were the Birds actually Trying to Help Each other?

— By Alissa Greenberg | Published: Monday March 14, 2022 | December 06, 2023

An Australian Magpie. Image Credit: Naparazzi, Flickr

When Dominique Potvin and her team set out to test a new technology for tracking birds, they didn’t think they were entering into an interspecies game of one-upmanship. Instead, Potvin, an animal ecologist at the University of the Sunshine Coast in Australia, was hoping to both track the animals’ movements and solve a persistent issue in the study of birds. Approximately 70% are too small to be tracked using a traditional battery-powered GPS tracker, since the weight of the devices can harm them. The new, harness-based trackers Potvin and her team had developed weighed only one gram, with a strap that could detach if the birds approached a specialized magnetic station. That would allow the researchers to collect the trackers without having to recapture the birds.

“We wanted to see if the new design would work as planned, and discover what kind of data we could gather,” Potvin wrote in a recent piece for The Conversation. “How far did magpies go? Did they have patterns or schedules throughout the day in terms of movement, and socialising? How did age, sex or dominance rank affect their activities?” Australian magpies also seemed to her a prime species for testing new tracking technology because of their larger size. The accepted size of a tracker in ornithology is about 3%-5% of an animal’s body weight. These new trackers weighed about 1%. “We were excited by the design,” she wrote.

But the magpies had other ideas. During the month that Potvin and her team spent fitting five magpies with trackers and watching their behavior, “we directly observed four actively removing the trackers,” they wrote in a study published last month in the journal Australian Field Ornithology. At first, the birds pecked at their own trackers—but then something more interesting happened. An adult female approached one of the juveniles fitted with a tracker and pecked at the device until it came apart and fell off. At the same time, elsewhere, another adult magpie also had its device destroyed by a companion. Soon, all the other trackers had been removed.

The team wasn’t too concerned when the magpies started pecking at the harnesses, “but the more time went on and the more they worked on the harness, the more worried we became,” Potvin said by email. “As soon as that first tracker came off, we just looked at each other in disbelief: we knew it was all over!”

She and her team were astonished. What, they wondered, could this unlikely outcome mean?

Potvin and her team saw the magpies’ tiny mutiny as something more than a stunt. Australian birds have a reputation for being collaborative. The continent is the world capital for cooperative breeding, where birds help raise chicks of the same species that aren’t their own—a behavior Australian magpies engage in. They’re also known for working together to defend their territories.

Since the magpies already have experience cooperating to solve problems, the authors argued, they might apply the same strategy to a new challenge. They interpreted the magpies’ removing each other’s trackers as altruistic behavior, or actions that only benefit another individual. The first magpie that destroyed another’s harness wasn’t wearing one itself, Potvin said over email, meaning that “the work was not going to be reciprocated.” She did note, however, that it’s possible the behavior might strengthen social relationships, creating long-term benefit. “These kinds of rewards are definitely plausible, but we have no way of knowing whether they played a part in this activity,” she wrote.

In looking for an explanation, Potvin and her team first thought of allopreening, a behavior where birds clean each other—sometimes removing parasites—to strengthen their bonds. But that is “a very straightforward behaviour, and does not involve any kind of determination, persistence or problem solving,” she wrote, “it’s not really ‘targeted’ with a specific goal in mind.”

Instead, they thought the most likely explanation was that the magpies were exhibiting “rescue behavior,” a very rare phenomenon in which one helper animal works to free a peer in distress, with no benefit to itself. Although the tracker was not dangerous, wearing it “may have felt a bit like being ‘tangled’” for the magpies, Potvin wrote, prompting other birds to respond.

An Australian Magpie Sits on a School Gate Post. Image Credit: Birdsaspoetry, Flickr

The removal of the trackers represented a series of puzzles “requiring cooperation (the bird with the tracker had to stand pretty still for the other bird to work on them!), some altruism, and some cognitive problem solving,” she added. Such rescue behavior has been observed in Seychelles warblers, which sometimes get sticky seeds caught in their feathers, but until now researchers haven’t documented it in other birds. “It is possible that what we have observed is the first documented case of rescue behaviour in Australian Magpies,” the team concluded in its study.

Gisela Kaplan, a professor of animal behavior and zoologist at the University of New England in Australia who has studied Australian magpies for decades, agrees that pilot studies like Potvin’s are valuable for testing new technology on a small scale. But she emphasizes that the group of five magpies was likely a family, making the observations tantamount to one single anecdote. “I’ve seen lots of individual behaviors in magpies that I couldn’t explain,” Kaplan says—for example, she has written for The Conversation about a magpie in her yard who appeared to be gardening with her, and another instance in which one flew into her home and pecked at her keyboard after watching her type—“but I wouldn’t have written a paper about it.”

Lisa Horn, a comparative behavior researcher in Vienna, Austria, who studies altruistic behavior, agrees—especially since the team didn’t set out to test that kind of behavior. “Coming from a tradition of cognitive biology, we’re very careful with our experimental design, to try to rule out any other explanations and carefully control the conditions,” she says. But that kind of design is impossible when the outcome is an accident.

Kaplan suggests there are other possible explanations for the magpies’ digital striptease that could be just as interesting, including “play behavior, competitive behavior, all sorts of things.” Kaplan’s research has shown that juvenile magpies play quite a lot, including among themselves and with objects. “The object play that I’ve observed is always competitive,” she says, adding that many of those play interactions include stealing a desired item.

Another possibility, Horn suggests, is simple distress. “A lot of songbirds, and also Australian magpies, have very close social bonds with their partner,” she says. “If something happens to my mate, and it freaks my mate out, that also freaks me out.” That leads to what Horn calls “emotional contagion,” and the desire on all sides to resolve the distressing situation. This is a much simpler mechanism that is found in a wider array of animals than generosity, empathy, or altruism, she says. The danger in such circumstances is anthropomorphism, ascribing human experiences to animals because that’s how we might behave or feel. “Especially in cognitive biology and behavioral biology, we are very careful with using these terms,” she says.

But while Potvin agrees that being thoughtful about anthropomorphism is important, she feels it can sometimes be “helpful, or even somewhat accurate” to consider the parallels between human and animal behavior. “The risk comes when we think we know what the birds are actually thinking,” she said over email. For example, they don’t know how the birds viewed the trackers, nor their problem solving strategy for removing them. “But we do know what they did, and that in and of itself is pretty impressive.”

Both Horn and Kaplan agree that the idea that the magpies may exhibit rescue behavior is plausible. After all, the birds are remarkably cooperative in other ways. Plus, similarly empathetic “consoling” behavior has been observed a few times in ravens. And in Horn’s own research, she found that certain crows and magpies (though not the kind in Potvin’s study) were particularly likely to help others. Since both of the species in Horn’s research were also cooperative breeders, she hypothesizes that having “such a family system—parents but also maybe aunts, uncles, someone else helping—seems to have led to a lot of this prosocial behavior in other areas.”

But, Kaplan says, jumping right to rescue is a big deal because it implies empathy, or even “theory of mind,” the ability to imagine an experience different than one’s own—which all but the most intelligent animals lack. And even if it turns out that magpies do have theory of mind, that’s a separate thing from saying “I care,” Horn adds.

Still, Potvin feels it’s not such an enormous leap, given that magpies’ cognitive abilities and complex social relationships are well established. Since the publication of her study, many readers have reached out to her to describe instances they’ve seen of similar behavior that appears altruistic or “rescue-like.” Could that suggest the behavior may be more common than previously thought? “I think that many people who watch and study birds have seen similar behaviours,” she wrote by email, “and thus the evidence is there for them.”

Kaplan hopes that Potvin and her team (or someone else in the avian cognition community) will use these observations as a jumping off point, carefully designing an experiment to test their rescue behavior hypothesis —perhaps a study to see if Australian magpies would work together to get food or would help a peer weighed down with some burden or restriction similar to the trackers. The study makes a great starting point, she says: Accidental observations are “often how further experiments start.” She points to Alexander Fleming’s discovery of Penicillin on a moldy dish. “The important point was that he didn’t expect that result but was in the right place at the right time and had the training to pursue this in a scientific manner,” she says. Someone else might have spotted the mold and thrown the whole thing away. “But he didn’t. He thought it was a significant event.”

#Nature #Magpies 🐦‍⬛ #Birds 🦅 #Researchers | Australia 🇦🇺 #GPS Tracker #Observers #Alissa Greenberg | NOVA—PBS #Dominique Potvin

[ultimate-character-creator]

SCP-8443

SCP Number: 8443

Codename: Dominique Mozaro

Containment Class: Euclid Keter

Special Containment Procedures

SCP-8443 is to be stored in Site-100 within a standard humanoid containment chamber. He possesses the privilege to roam the facility but with various restrictions.

Don’t go into any hostile & or dangerous SCP chambers.

Stay out of labs, testing chambers even if they are unused, and Level 3 & higher containment chambers.

He must ask permission if he wants to visit his siblings & other humanoid entities in containment.

8443 must not use his powers outside of his cell unless it’s for defensive purposes.

If 8443 were to try and breach containment, Protocol 81-98 is to be carried out towards him. However, as he has not tried to breach containment, the foundation has yet to actually initiate this protocol.

Description

SCP-8443 otherwise known as Dominique Mozaro is a 16 year old White Canadian Male. He has long Black hair with a streak of pink in it. He is around 6.33 foot tall & has Pink eyes,heart pupils & mysterious lavender spiral mark on his back. When asked about this spiral 8443 freezes up and doesn’t say anything till he is asked something else. 8443 is a very sweet and kind hearted boy who despite being moved to Keter after the Hipnosis Incident has no malicious intentions on escaping & is one of the few Keter SCP’s that we allow to roam free. However 8443 is tend to become hostile if he is extremely hurt or someone does something he hates.

Anomalous Abilities

SCP-8443’s Anomalous Abilities contain of these five.

Shapeshifting. This was first discovered during the capture. When MTF stormed the home he had shaped shifted into a vase to hide. However Agent ██████████ bumped into the table and the vase cried out in pain as it hit the floor instead of breaking. Studies have shown that the rest of the siblings have this ability.

Hypnosis. During a test on 1/██/2014 Dr.Yoregin was seeking out 8443���s pain tolerance via electrical shocks. When put at full power 8443’s eyes glowed pink as 8443 looked at the doctor square in the eye. Dr.Yoregin suddenly stopped doing the experiment and listened to what 8443 said while his eyes were glowing the same pink as 8443’s. Any tests that involved 8443 gaining harm has to be reviewed by the higher ups. This has been referred to as the Hipnosis Incident.

Transforming Touch. This was discovered a day after the Hipnosis Incident. When 8443 was in his room all alone he touched his jumpsuit and he changed into a Pink Sweater with a White Heart with a Tiny black star in it,Black Sweat Pants with transparent pink stripes on the legs,a pink scarf tied up with a bow,a pink heart hair clip with a small white eye on it,a pink cross earring,a black belt with a 100% silver buckle,pink cat socks and pink slippers. 8443 has processed to change his cell into a pink bed room with fluffy pillows and pretty decor. When tested on a human 8443 couldn't turn them to back. However he can turn objects back to their original state.

Inanimate object creation. At the same time 8443 has created a Nintendo Switch with functional games,a more cozy bed,books,drawing utensils and blankets. 8443 has even made MTF Guard John Doberman (who he has a close relationship to) a new phone.

Making animal looking objects alive. 8443 had also created two Pink Cat plushies as well. When 8443 fell asleep holding said plushies they came to life the next day. These have been referred to 8443-1 & 8443-2. Or as 8443 calls them Nate and Haley. The cats appear to be anomalous as well. Possessing Healing Capabilities not just to them. But to peoples petting & holding them as well.

These powers appear to take most of 8443’s energy. If used too frequently 8443 will collapse and stay unconsciousness from 1 hour to 1 or 2 days.

Interview 8443

October 30 2023 03:21 PM

Interviewed: SCP-8443

Interviewer: Dr.Firebone

Begin log.

Dr.Firebone: Hello Dominique. Im ████ Firebone. Im here to interview you.

8443: Hello!

Dr.Firebone: Please Mr.Mozaro. Tell me about your family. We know about your father Dr.██████Mozaro & your mother Dr.███████ Mozaro. Tell me what was on those files that were so important.

8443: I don't know. We don't know where they hid them.

Dr.Firebone: ████.

8443: Watch your mouth. My parents told me to never use foul words.

Dr.Firebone: Im sorry. Can you tell me about you family history.

8443: Oh my family has always have strange abilitys for as long as I could remember! About 2,000 years to be exact. My mom is a Hypnotist. My dad shapeshifter. My grandpa on my moms side has a Transforming Touch.

Dr.Firebone: Interesting. For 2,000 years the Mozaro family has had Anomalous Abilities. You maybe the next Bright Family. God I hope that's not the case. 

8443: ████. Can I ask you something?

Dr.Firebone: Yes Dom. Go ahead.

8443: Are my brother's & sisters OK? I miss them.

Dr.Firebone: Mr.Mozaro I can assure you that your brother's & sisters are fine. Nothing bad has happened & they won't be harmed what so ever.

8443: Can I visit them? Please?

Dr.Firebone: I'll think about it.

"8443 & Dr.Firebone chatted about their interests for the rest of the recording time before 8443 was transported back to his cell." "End Log"

November 1 2023 3:30 PM

Interviewed: SCP-8443

Interviewer: Dr.Firebone

Dr.Firebone: Welcome back Dom. Is it OK if I call you Dom?

8443: Oh I don’t mind at all.

Dr.Firebone: Great. Now uhh. Tell me more about your abilitys. And why do you have so many of them.

8443: I had my abilitys for as long as I can remember. They have been with me sense when I was born. Well most of them. My Transforming Touch didn’t come when I was 7. My Inanimate object creation appeared when I was 9 & me making animal looking objects alive at 11. The first two were my main ones. Normally if one person with powers are born the kid gets the same power. But for my case I get both. To answer your second question I don’t know why I have so many abilities. I think science was involved for me and my siblings to get them.

Dr.Firebone: So like…experimentation?

8443: I honestly think we were created in test tubes. I mean. Mom & Dad did have government knowledge. I bet they would know how to make kids from tubes.

Dr.Firebone: Well anything is possible here. And that’s the reason you think you have so many powers?

8443: Yea. And besides. 5 isn’t a lot it’s kinda small. 10 is a lot.

Dr.Firebone: Not what most of these people think. Tell me about your siblings. You have…3 brothers and 4 sisters right?

8443: Yea. My brothers are Hugo at 19 years old Gray at 14 years old & Samson at 10 years old. My sisters are Marine at 19 years old,Sarah at 16 years old,Grace at 7 years old & Millie at 5 years old.

Dr.Firebone: And you think you were all created from a test tube?

8443: Yes.

Dr.Firebone: Hmm…Cool. Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool. We have around an hour left do you wanna talk?

8443: Sure!

"8443 & Dr.Firebone chatted about their interests for the rest of the recording time before 8443 was transported back to his cell." "End Log"

November 8 2023 11:15 AM

Interviewed: SCP-8443

Interviewer: Dr.Ravenous

Dr.Ravenous: Good morning Mr.Mozaro. I am Dr.Ravenous. Dr.Firebone had to call in sick this week so I’ll will be interviewing you for a while.

8443: I see. Is he OK?

Dr.Ravenous: Yes. He just has the flu.

8443: I hope he gets better. Do you wanna ask me some questions?

Dr.Ravenous: Yes. Why are you here?

8443: What do you mean?

Dr.Ravenous: Why are you here at the foundation? What do you want?

8443: Well. Im not here by choice. I was forced to come here against my will. But now that im here. I wanna ask you something.

Dr.Ravenous: Hmm?

8443: What were my parents like here? They previously worked here didn’t they? What were they like here? That’s what I wanna know.

Dr.Ravenous: They were…Complicated from what I heard. Your parents were sneaky and mischievous individuals. They were often getting in trouble but not enough to be terminated. But they often got SCP duty. But they were good people.

8443: Ah...

Dr.Ravenous: We don’t know what files they stole but from what we heard they were Level 5. And they contained SCP-████-5’s info and abilitys.

8443: Really? What are their abilities?

Dr.Ravenous: One of ████-5’s abilitys are multiplying.

8443: Is that how I have my powers?

Dr.Ravenous: Very much. We believe that your parents managed to get some of their DNA to make you and your siblings possible. We have 1 1/2 hours left. Shall we talk about our interests?

8443: I guess…

Dr.Ravenous: Is something wrong Mr.Mozaro? I sence you are upset.

8443: I…Feel like the others foundation employees here hate me. Lately on some testing they been ruder than usual. It’s like they…Like they resent me for being the child of my parents or just existing in general…Im sorry if you don’t understand but just to sum it up…Im scared they will do something…bad…to me.

Dr.Ravenous: Shall I get something to make you feel better? Or someone?

8443: Im not sure yet. I know I have these powers but im still human. I can still die. Im scared the moment I mess up here they will take the opportunity to terminate me.

Dr.Ravenous: I wouldn’t allow that my child. I will give you something to protect you.

8443: What’s this?

Dr.Ravenous: This my friend is a-

“The rest of the audio is cut here unexpectedly and we cannot uncorrupt it yet. 8443 has yet to reveal what object he gained from Dr.Ravenous." "End Log"

Discovery of SCP-8443

SCP-8443 was discovered on 32/██/2013, when MTF stormed his family home to contain its parents. Who had previously worked for the foundation Dr.██████ Mozaro & Dr.███████ Mozaro, who unfortunately passed in the capture. They had previously ran away with important foundation documents that had Level-5 information on them. SCP-8443 along with his 3 brothers & 4 sisters had been captured and put into containment.

#SCP #SCP OC #scp foundation #scp fandom #scp fanart #Site-100

[harryissuchalittleshit]

Do yo think any of the Weasleys work out? I mean I know Ginny has to because she's a pro Quidditch player, but I still wanna know your thoughts on this.

I wish I got more fun questions like this!

Bill & Fleur

I feel like you need to be fast and strong being a curse breaker, and so Bill runs nearly everyday

It starts as just a way to keep up with his job, but over time he grows to love it

During the war he keeps it up as fighting for the Order and going on missions is dangerous and sometimes it’s easier to run into a Muggle crowd and disappear than disapparate

After the war he takes to running along the beach, free solo climbing the cliffs, and even surfing

He was taught by some Australian wizards back when he was living in Egypt and he took some time off to go to the ocean

Bill taught Fleur and their kids how to surf, but Fleur just enjoys swimming more than surfing

Victoire is also more of a swimmer, Dominique bikes and surfs and flys, Louis skateboards and surfs

They are a more active family

Charlie

He’s always exercising

He can easily carry 2 100 pound bags of dragon feed on each shoulder

He isn’t much of a runner, but flying takes just as much energy out of him

He often teased Ginny while she was playing that she had a “light” workout schedule

He also had no problem picking up Angelina while she was 9 months pregnant with Freddie and Roxanne on a dare

(To this day she doesn’t know that it was George who dared him to do it)

Even when he starts slowing down, he can easily pick up anyone he knows, and the kids love him for his hugs

He flys everyday, rain or shine or snow it does not matter to him

Percy & Audrey

Being constantly stressed out does burn calories

Percy is constantly running around at his job and sometimes at home

But he doesn’t actively work out, neither does Audrey

But when she worked at the Ministry, she preferred the stairs to the lifts

Molly and Lucy aren’t very active either, but they done enjoy walking together everywhere they go

George & Angelina

George isn’t very active, but he is strong from carrying around boxes and stocking shelves

Angelina doesn’t like to fly too much after she flew for the Order during the war

But they like to fly together, they find it relaxing

They also enjoy taking walks around their neighborhood together

Freddie and Roxanne are the same, the were both Beaters at Hogwarts, but they don’t actively exercise

Ron & Hermione

Ron is an Auror, he needs to stay in shape to be able to do his job. He likes to run and also lift weights.

Hermione is tiny, but she loves to dance and Ron has always been her best partner

They’ve been dancing together since they were kids, so it comes so naturally to them

At least once a day they find themselves wrapped around each other waltzing in her office or salsa dancing in their living room

Hugo is a runner and plays football as a kid, while Rose is more about just eating healthy. They both love to dance with their partners though and Hugo teaches all of his nieces, nephews, and kids how to play football

Ginny & Harry

Ginny works out with her team, by herself, and with Harry

She likes to run, even as a child, and keeps it up well into her later years

She does lift weights and compares with Ron, she can also easily pick up Charlie well into all three of her pregnancies (this does annoy Charlie 😂)

Harry doesn’t care to run, he spent too much of his childhood and adolescence running away or towards danger

But he is fit, he does work out with the other Aurors

He and Ginny are competitive so they can’t workout together or they will hurt themselves

James Sirius takes up weight lifting when he’s thirteen and running when he’s eighteen, he plays Quidditch professionally until his shoulder injury. He still runs after his injury

Al worked out when he was an Auror, and does plenty of cardio walking up and down the stairs at Hogwarts

Lily has always danced, even before she could walk she was dancing, that never goes away

#harry potter #head canons #exercise #ask game #this was fun #weasley family #family

[natty-tuning-in]

This is a character chart i stole came into ownership of. Do the thing for your blorbos by circling the squares and remember to tell us which one each is for.

Hooray! I use my own OCS because I am very autistic about them anyeay

Trigger warning human trafficking and torture mentioned and uh sexual abuse n grooming my characters are sad but do not fear. The skrunklies gets a happy ending

Blue - Dominique /neg

Red - azrael my skunrly

Yellow - tavin my lil......

(Lmk if ur colorblind I can tell u which is which if need be!!)

So. Neow.

Btdubs this is super long

azrael technically never had a dad because he was just straight up born into human trafficking but Dominique was his every thing figure and before the incident happened he saw Dominique as a father so!!

Yes Dominique is a he a man I know Dominique is the feminine spellingbut consider the followjng I do not care about gender and think this version looks cooler is that such a crime!!! I have a male oc named Clementine

Anyway.

Dominique was a horrible dad(?) Uh it is typically frowned upon to torture people cool facts with forg!!

Dominique's own father was egregious and failed him horrifically and is absolutely at fault for how he turned out. Dominique already had serious screws loose and would be horrible regardless (trauma does not cause people to be abusive remember this!!! Dominique has a twin brother who is a great guy who went thru the same stuff) but his dad abusing him in evedy way certainly made him develop aggression way faster!!!!!!! He had a terrible childhood filled w physical emotions verbal and literally every other type of abuse u can think of so he turned out rlly fucked up and that's tragic

But instead of going to therapy he decided to enflict it ten fold into an Innocent skunrgly named azrael so. Fuck Dominique. His bad childhood gave him serious anger issues but he could have gone to therapy instead

I think another important thing to mention is he has BPD (I DO NOT VILLIANIZE BPD I have BPD myself!! It does not make u big and scary!! I'm little and very un intimidating!! BPD is not why he sucks lol but it's important for my favorite part which I will get in to later!!)

tavins dad was a strict Russian military general who cared about nothing except strength. He had an extreme hatred of weakness to the point where he believed weak people should be irradicated. Unfortunately tavin fit his exact idea if weakness and tavin got the absolute blunt

(Cool forg fact: in Russia all men aged 18-30 are required to serve in the military for a year. In the military they learn a martial art called combat sambo which is allegedly better than Brazilian Jiu jitsu)

Tavins dad would overwork him and beat him until he finally did the practice perfectly (talking about sambo) so tavin was constantly absolutely battered poor lad.

Also he was being abused sexually by his uncle and his dad knew but didnt care because "that's weakness and if he was strong it wouldn't happen" so his dad is a serious piece if shit

(Side note a lot of abuse happens because as u may tell by my bpd and cpstd I rlly didn't have the grandest of lifes and this is my silly little outlet but don't worry my skrunkles get a good ending because I too am striving for my good ending. If azrael can heal so can I!!)

Anyway that was a lot and it will only get longer rhehshe next!!

Azrael makes me sob incoherently because HE IS JUST A LITTLE GUY!!!!! I mean he's 3'11 (no typo. Three feet eleven inches tall) and a literal angel he's so fluffy and I just want to aHshshshdjdn but unfortunately he lived the first 31 years of his mortal life j being tortured and wow that makes me so heart broken because how could u hurt anyone like that?? But especially a tiny angel who us just trying his best I'm sobbing. (technically he's immortal but his mortal duties can be accomplished and then his vessel will die and he'll gain a shiny new body to inhabit. It will look the exact same but without all the wear of his mortal life!!)

tavin is me on god hes literally me for example he is very aggressive and sarcastic and a bit of a slut and mentally ill and would u look at that. So am i!!! Uh surprise I am quite aggressive irl not in a beating ur ass way but in a in ur face I don't think before I speak kind way. But always remember I am just a girl

You can guess why azrael is just pure angst. It makes me sad. But remember he gets rescued by a super kind detective named Jahid (pronounced ya-heed) who is literally a sweet heart he had no evil in his heart he is just a 6'3 sweetie

azrael can't catch a break but he has Stockholm Syndrome so I guess it numbs him a little he kinda loves Dominique because he doesn't know any different Dominique also has lima syndrome (reverse Stockholm it's when the bad guy starts feeling affectionate to the captive) so it's a really fucked up dynamic they have. NOT TO BE ROMANTICIZED. NOT TO BE SHIPPED. EVER. j because a character thinks their captor is super great even when Dominique is literally the devil doesn't mean I think thats just dandy and ok to ship they are not a couple!!! Dominique has brainwashed azzie!!!! Azzie doesn't know any better!!!!!!!! Pls pls pls do not ship them they r not a couple they r not a couple they are two specimens in my mental illness petri dish I just find lima syndrome extremely fascinating from a psychological pov

I went on a tangent sorry. Azrael sometimes feels happiness when Dominique gives him the ""affection"" he craves which. Realistically that's so sad but it's the only happiness he gets man so much I'll just. Let him be happym I'm not gonna tell him guys

I WANT TO PUT AZRAEL ON A KEYCHAIN AND SQUEEZE HIM. he deserves all the love and affection EVER and I give him that by squeezing

Oh by the way Dominique dies and azzie celebrates because by then he has broken free of Stockholm so good news for good people azzie is free forever

Oh um. Funny category. Listen I just. He cannot live the most beautiful life full of appreciating all the small things he was deprived of without some extremem trauma ok

I have a lot of severe mental illness guess who bears it all. Tavin .

I got the autistic zoomies thinking about my OCS I'm very normal

I want to rip Dominique to shreds I hate him he doesn't deserve life after wat he did to azrael I will eat him with my teeth. He dies by getting his organs removed no anesthesia until his body shuts down (all performed by the angel who collects souls for eternal life) um that was painful gfor him and yeah he went to hell . Sorry for the graphic. Death but I wanted him to suffer because he hurt my baby

I wanna hold. Him he's my baby azrael..

All of this could have been avoided if he got locked up forever

No but for real how did he wake up and go today I will ruin the best critter to ever exists life I will not forgive him azrael deserved to frolick and be whimsical

I'm so sleepy rn sorry if this is weird of nonsensical so uh coherence break!

Azrael and Dominique are not a couple and I can't believe I have to say this but do not sexualize tjem I saw wat happened with k1ll!ng st5lk1ng don't sexualize my characters they are just like a science experiment to me

I swallowed. Gun powder and will now eat a match it is all because Dominique doesn't deserve to have hands

I SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE THE LITTLE MAN MAN MAN HE'S SO SQUISHY AND HE'D HAVE A BLAST IN A SNOW GLOBE I JUST KNOW IT!!!

I would die for azrael

Wat is going on with tavin......... He's so odd...... Iove him doe his just a funny gay Russian man i love him!!! Side note I made him before the war broke out uh tavin is a very normal oc and I do not support Russia

Dominique mom didn't care about him next question

Tavin is my special interest.

I COULD TREAT HIM RIGHT OKAY ID FEED HIM BREAKFAST AND TEACH HIM TO READ AND WRITE AND TELL HIM GOOD JOB LITTLE BUDDY I'M PROUD OF U AND HE COULD SLEEP IN MY ROOM AND I WOULDN'T GET MAD IF HE WAKES ME UP BECAUSE HE FREW UP AND ID GIVE HIM DO MUCH HUGS. I LOVE HIM

Ok thank u for the post I go shower now

#author is sleep deprived

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The Sunday Times Rich List 2022: The eight Yorkshire billionaires and millionaires who made the top 250

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The richest people in Yorkshire have been revealed. The Sunday Times Rich List, which is published in The Sunday Times magazine has just published its 34th annual edition, revealing the wealth of the 250 richest people and families in Britain including eight people with massive fortunes from our county.

There are 177 billionaires in the UK recorded this year according to The Sunday Times, up 6 from 2021, a year-on-year increase that is also a record. The combined wealth of the UK billionaires is £653.122 billion, up £55.853 billion, or 9.4 per cent, on the total wealth of the billionaires in last year’s Rich List.

We have put together a list of every Yorkshire -born or based millionaire and billionaire alongside their source of wealth. One entry to the list is the oldest person among the 250 richest published by The Sunday Times.

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Tony Murray – worth £2.53bn, up £230m

Tony Murray (Image: Photo by Dominique Charriau/Getty Images)

French-born Tony Murray is the chairman of London Security PLC, a fire protection business based in Elland, West Yorkshire. He has a 2022 net worth of 2.53 billion and at 102 years old he is the oldest person on the list.

He began his fortune buying Nu-Swift, a Leeds manufacturer of fire extinguishers in 1982. He and his family also own Andrew Sykes Group – a heating and air-conditioning equipment hire company.

Robert Miller – worth £2.2bn, up £200m

Robert Miller – entrepreneur and co-founder of DFS

Robert Miller is an American-born British billionaire who co-founded the DFS group. Not to be confused with the sofa manufacturer, the DFS Group is a Hong Kong-based travel retailer of luxury products, specifically duty-free.

Mr Miller owns Gunnerside Estate in Yorkshire, one of the largest sporting country estates in Britain at covering 36,000 acres.

Andy Currie – worth £2.118bn, down £102m

Andy Currie, director of the chemical and energy company Ineos was born in Doncaster. Andy runs Ineos with Sunderland-born John Reece. John is worth slightly less than Currie having a net worth of £2.107 billion based on Ineos stake.

Lord Kirkham – worth £1.14bn, no change

Graham Kirkham pictured with Tom Cruise and Prince Philip

77-year-old Doncaster-born The Right Honourable Lord Kirkham is one of South Yorkshire’s richest men. He is the founder and chairman of sofa retailer DFS. However, he sold DFS in 2010 and now owns shares in Iceland supermarkets. He has also invested in the Whitby chain of fish and chip shops.

Malcolm Healey – worth £1.35bn, down £77m

Left to right: Eddie and Malcolm Healey

Malcolm Healey, from East Yorkshire, runs Wren Kitchens with his family, a privately owned British designer manufacturer, and retailer of kitchens. Malcolm is the brother of the late Eddie Healey, who owned Blue Energy, a leading renewable energy company

William Morrison – worth £927m, up £286m

William Morrison and his family hail from Bradford. He has a net worth of £927 million as the owner and founder of the supermarket chain, Morrisons.

Paul Sykes – worth £775m, up £5m

The English businessman, political donor and EU opponent Paul Sykes (Image: (Photo by: PYMCA/Universal Images Group via Getty Images))

Paul Sykes set up his first business at age 18 in Ripon, North Yorkshire selling the dismantled engines of old buses. Mr Sykes expanded his business into bus, coach and truck dealing in the North of England before branching out into property development.

His most famous venture was the founding of the Meadowhall shopping centre in Sheffield, which was the largest shopping mall in the country.

Carol Healey – worth, 750m, down £23m

The wife of Eddie Healey, Carol made her fortune in property and has a net worth of £750 million. She ran several businesses in Hull, East Yorkshire but has since resigned from most of the positions.

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[samithemunchkin]

#swat cbs #jim street #hondo harrelson #dominique luca #chris alonso #victor tan #deacon kay #the chaotic energy is so strong i love it #how they lived in Street's tiny ass apartment for what over six months is just absurd #firstly how could anyone Luca's age sleep on a couch for so long and stay functional #i sleep one night on a couch and I am in anguish for a week #also I am offended we never once actually saw them in the apartment together #that's just rude #there's just so much roommate shenanigans I would love to see