#don't have to dictate where you can go tomorrow

[rosalie-starfall]

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)

#Michelle Yeoh #ke huy quan #jamie lee curtis #stephanie hsu #Everything Everywhere all at once #evelyn wang #Warmond Wang #This is my all time favorite movie #It is giving me so much strength during a very trying time in my life #Life is hard but the events that have led you to where you are today #don't have to dictate where you can go tomorrow #I wish I could help you see yourself the way I see you #I want to show you your strength #but you're in such a dark place I don't know how to make you see the light #my gifs #my edits #myedits #eeaao #eea@o #movie edits #movies : Multiverse #movies : comedy

[fishsticksloser]

Can I request

Hobie x fem reader

The reader tries to keep Hobie a secret from her toxic family but Hobie ended up meeting them.

Thank you ❤️

Family Business

Hobie x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, toxic family, angst, Hobit is a flirty bastard..., a bit of insecurity, Hobie tries to help you rebel cause that's what he does..., Mr. Hobart Brown is now a life coach...

A/N: I'm with you on this one, I wouldn't want him to meet some of my family. This became a lot longer than anticipated...

Sometimes it was a little exhausting keeping Hobie from your family. You tried not to be around your family at all, but sometimes it was unavoidable.

"Hey, Hobie?" You walk into the kitchen where Hobie was making lunch. You wring your hands anxiously. "My family is coming over so... Could you not be in the apartment tomorrow? I'm sorry its such late notice..."

"Oh?" He questions, turning to face you. "What's the occasion?" A wide grin pulling at his lip, eyes sparkling. He's never met your family, he finds himself intrigued by them though. Are they really that bad? "Sure. I'll find something to do." Hobie shrugs, it must be important if you're asking him to leave.

"They just decided they wanted to pop in. I just found out and they'll be here tomorrow afternoon." You sigh, a bit relieved that he was so understanding. "I'm really sorry."

"It's no big deal." Hobie reassures you with a smile. "Do they give you trouble or something?" He raises an eyebrow, concerned.

"Ah, well, yes..." You shrug lightly. "Mostly if they saw you, it'd be a whole thing." You make 'blow up' gestures.

"Oh, like a 'No Boys, Ever!' kina thing?" He asks, a bit of sarcasm in his tone. He chuckles a little, glancing down at you.

"No. No." You shake your head and frown slightly. "More of a 'why are you with this gorgeous man, you must be paying him' kinda thing and then it'll blow up, and..."

"Are you saying I'm too good looking for you?" Hobie queries, nudging your shoulder.

"You were a runway model, so yeah."

"Hey, I had to pay my rent somehow. They'll be up in your business about it, huh? I can handle that. No need for me to leave unless it'll make things harder for you."

"Believe me, once they see you and start asking questions, you'll wish you hadn't stayed."

"You can't be serious... They're not that shallow and superficial, are they?"

"Dead serious."

"Do you usually let them pressure you into doing things their way? Because if so, I think this is the perfect time for you to draw a hard line and not bend to their will. It could be good for you."

"I don't follow their rules anymore since I don't live with them, but if they knew that..."

"Would they disown you?"

"No. They'd keep me from seeing the family I actually do want to be around. If they knew about you, well... Are you prepared for them to accuse you of being in it for money? For only being here because I'm paying you?"

The words hit Hobie like a slap to the face, his eyes go wide as he absorbs what you've said. That's their first reaction? Why? What kind of family would ever consider saying something like that?

"So what... They think you're alone...? Single and celibate?"

"Uh... Yeah, yep." You confirm.

He's at a loss for words. This is... absurd. There are no words to describe how Hobie feels right now. How he feels about your parents, the situation you're in.

"You're family is f-" He starts, but quickly corrects himself. "Insane."

"Say it with your chest." Encouraging him to say whatever he wants.

He doesn't want to upset you, but this... this doesn't sit right with him. "Your parents are fucking crazy." He utters, glaring at the ceiling. His anger only seems to grow. "How could someone like you come from that? Who do they think they are controlling you? Dictating who you date, who you sleep with, if you can live your like freely? Have you ever thought about cutting them out of your life?"

"Pure luck?" You jest, trying to cheer him up with a joke to his first question. "I've thought about cutting them off, but that'll cut ties with family I do want to see."

Hobie snorts at your little joke, but he loses the small smile as you continued. "Still. You shouldn't have to do that. I mean, do you let them dictate the rest of your life? The way you look, they way you act, who you love?"

"Considering you're here... Absolutely not, but under no circumstances am I putting you in their line of fire." You answer quickly, shaking your head slightly.

"I can handle it." He replies with a shrug. He says that, but you know the thought of being in front of your family makes him uncomfortable. He was ready to do it for you though. That alone speaks volumes about how far he'd go to help you. "Your family can't keep getting away with controlling your life like this... What are you going to do? Just let them push you around for the rest of your life? Let them manipulate you into doing whatever they want?"

"What will pushing back accomplish? It'll cut me off from family."

"How is doing nothing better? You're just letting them walk all over you and control you like a puppet! Don't you want your life back?"

"It's not that simple."

"Life is never easy. Some people are luck, but others - like us- are born into difficult circumstances. But that doesn't mean we have to let the hardships stop us from living. Maybe it's not simple. Maybe it means making difficult decisions, taking a stand, or fighting for what we want. But we can do that - we have to."

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It'd been a month or so since that night, but you'd blocked your parents on everything. Now you felt more comfortable sharing your personal life, and Hobie. You had fought like hell to get to this point, but you did it. It was one hell of a victory to win and you celebrated.

At first you took your freedom for granted, maybe you still do. No matter what, you knew there was no going back. You were free and planned to stay that way.

You wandered together beneath the hot London sun, through the concessions during a Spider-Man festival, you found it a bit humorous since the man behind the mask was holding your hand. Hobie's mood is contagious, you find yourself smiling as well. How could you not? Everything is so energetic, everyone is so excited and in good spirits, ready to have a good time.

"Do you ever feel weird about all this?" You ask as you weave through the throngs of people. "People throwing festivals and stuff in your honor but having no clue it's you?"

"Honestly?" He answers with a soft laugh. "Sometimes, yeah. I never really get used to it. People are obsessed with Spider-Man, so when they start acting like complete geeks over him, it makes me feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone or something. I'd never complain about it though." He wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling your back against his chest as you stand in line. "Especially if it means seeing you smile like this..."

"Cheesy bastard..." You huff playfully, wrapping your hands around his forearms.

"Damn right I am." He cackles, pulling you closer. "Admit it! You love my lame puns and bad one-liners. You can't get enough of them!" He dips his head down and kisses you, lingering for a moment. He's not done flattering you though. "See? You're addicted to me..."

You laugh, opening your mouth to start denying everything. "Y/N?" You hear a familiar voice call and you freeze. Hobie pulls his head back, immediately picking up on your discomfort. He pulls you impossibly closer, searching for the source of your anxiety. He finally spots it. A stranger, well to him at least.

"Do you know her?" He whispers, still holding you close.

"That's my mom..." You mumble. You turn away from her, hoping she didn't see you.

"What do you think she wants?" He asks in a rushed whisper. "How do we deal with this?"

"I wish you could turn invisible..." You mutter, trying to think of something.

Before Hobie even has a chance to think of a response, your mom is right in front of you. "Y/N!" She cries, pulling you out of Hobie's grasp and into a big hug. "You're so skinny! You're not eating enough, that explains why we haven't heard from you in weeks!" Her eyes flicker over to Hobie as she lets go. "Who the hell are you?"

"This is Hobie... My... um..." You try, but Hobie doesn't like labels. There's no word to really describe your relationship.

Hobie immediately picks up on your issue, his eyes narrowing in contemplation. "We're together. An item..." He answers, a bit hesitant but firm.

"An item? You can't even tell me what your relationship actually is?" Your mom asks, smiling almost smugly. "So... She's paying you?"

"Paying me?" Hobie grits, looking at you before shooting your mother a glare. He's livid, grabbing your waist and pulling you back against him. He can't believe she'd say something so underhanded and insidious.

"Oh please." Your mother rolls her eyes. "Like you'd ever go for someone like my daughter without some sort of payment."

Hobie's anger nearly boils over; he's ready to get in your mother's face and start screaming. Instead, he takes a deep breath and speaks calmly, his voice dripping with sarcasm and spite. "What do you want from us, lady? An apology? An explanation? Because I'm not apologizing for loving your daughter and I don't owe you a damn thing."

"Loving my daughter?" Your mom laughs snidely. "Look at her. You could have anyone and you 'picked' her?"

Hobie's anger gives way to confusion as your mother's cruel words register. How could someone be so heartless? Who says something like that about their own child? As though you were some sort of object - an object that isn't worth any sort of love. "You have no idea what you're talking about so why don't you keep your mouth shut?"

"Excuse me?" Your mom glares daggers at Hobie.

"Did I stutter? Is your hearing okay?" Hobie snaps, his tone venomous. His jaw clenched with anger, he doesn't care what your mother thinks of him. He wants nothing more than to tear her apart, but he holds himself back. Refusing to stoop to her level.

Your mother huffs angrily and stomps away, you finally relax against Hobie's chest. "You didn't have to do that..."

"Yes, I did." He replies, frowning. He can still feel the residual anger and hatred radiating from him. "I'd do it a hundred times over if it meant protecting you. No one - and I mean no one - is going to talk to you that way while I'm alive. No one."

You turn in his arms, wrapping your own around his waist in a tight hug, hoping to relieve some of his anger. Hobie immediately accepts, pulling you closer. For a moment all he can do is hold you, breathing in the sweet smell of your hair. His grip tightens around you, his anger fading away. He rests his head against your head, eyes closing as he keep ahold of you.

"Did you mean what you said?" You mumble into his chest, your voice slightly muffled.

He goes still, pondering your question. "Of course I did. Why wouldn't I?" His voice is calm and soft. "It's the truth. I won't let anyone treat you that way." Hobie kisses the top of your head, his voice filled with determination.

"Not that." You laugh, shaking your head. "You said you 'wouldn't apologize for loving me...' Did you mean it?"

"Oh. That." He pauses for a moment. "Um... Yeah. I meant it."

"That's good." You nod thoughtfully. Hobie seems a bit anxious, waiting for you to reciprocate. "I love you too."

After a few seconds, a smile breaks out on his face. He leans down and presses his lips to yours - a gentle show of affection.

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[fairycosmos]

i’m going to kill myself tonight but i wanted to say i’ve always loved your blog and your my favourite tumblr person :)

hey, not sure if anything i can say can change your mind but please please consider calling a hotline or reaching out to a friend/family member if that's an option. i won't pretend i know the type of pain you're in, or much about the situation you're in, and i hope this doesn't come across as me saying it's easy to keep going because it's absolutely not. whether you're feeling numb, whether your thoughts are totally chaotic. it's a type of hell either way. i know things are unbearably painful so much of the time. you deserve so much better and i just don't think doing this is going to give you that. i'm not trained in all the right and wrong things to say to someone who's going through this and i know that when i'm in this place myself, there's very little anyone can do or say to get me out of it. but i do come out of it. even if i'm not happy, the pressing urge to harm myself is so strong that by its own nature it's unsustainable. it's the hardest thing in the world to bear it and i'm so sorry you're going through it. it's so fucking exhausting. and at the same time it always somewhat dies down and there is always another day to try again.

please, please get yourself to a physically safe space. if you need to cry, break down, sleep for 72 hours, take a shower, eat something, put your face in cold water, rip up a million pieces of paper to get the rage out - it's okay. whatever you need is okay. you don't have to think about what you're going to do tomorrow or next week or next month or in the next 5 years. you just have to focus on getting through today, minute by minute. if that feels like too much, second by second. and you can keep breaking it down like that until it stops feeling like some insurmountable mountain. i know words are not enough to change anything about how much despair and hopelessness you're feeling in this moment. i just want you to attempt to treat yourself the way you'd treat a friend going through something like this. even just for the next 30 minutes. i'm going to leave some resources linked below that have helped me when i've been in a similar spot. they're not solutions and they're not cures. they're just going to allow you to see other perspectives beyond your suicidality. you are so, so worth that. please reach out to a loved one, the authorities or a hotline if you can. it is not going to be as scary as your mind is building it up to be. i would seriously hate to think of you doing something to harm yourself. you have a right to feel how you feel, but you don’t have to give these thoughts the power to actually dictate your reality. i'm really, really glad you're alive and i genuinely hope you're able to get to the point where you are too. you're the one who can really bring yourself back from the edge. what happens next is all in your hands, not in the grip of your negative thoughts, urges, or feelings. please, please do what you know is right for your safety and wellbeing. even if it's the hardest choice in the world to make. please, please stick around for today at the very least. just focus on getting through the now, no matter how unbearable. that's more than good enough, and it's all anyone can ask of you. i'm sending you so, so much love.

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[livingdreams97]

Eloise Bridgerton - "The Prince" (Part 1)

Eloise Bridgerton x Male reader/oc

Summary: Two people who have never seen each other before, with the same need and desire to be free in different ways. What could come of that when both people meet each other?

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POV Narrator

In a castle located three hours from the center of London, two men are in a meeting and in a somewhat heated discussion. One of the men is in his late 40s, while the other much younger looking man is in his 23s.

XY: You will go to the palace with your aunt and you will participate in this year's social season.- declares the older of both.

XY2: You can't do this to me father.- denies the youngest . -You can't force me to look for a wife.- the son denies.

XY: I'm not forcing you to look for a wife, just to participate in the social season and look for someone to love.- he claims to his son. -You are twenty-three years old and  at your age, I was already married to your mother and already had your brother.- he reproached him, causing the young man to cross his arms.

Y/n: But I don't want to get married, I want to travel and see the world.- he comments getting up from the chair. -I want to get to know different cultures, learn languages and see places that most people can only dream of.- he says walking through the office.

XY: And you will.- he assures her calmly. -But once you find someone, you fall in love and get married.- he dictates, continuing with his writing.

Y/n: And who assures me of that, father.- he says passing his hand through his almond-blonde hair. -We both know that as soon as I get married, I'll have to take care of my wife and start producing heirs. When will I travel ? - he asks the older man.

XY: I assure you that you will travel.- he says looking back at his only living heir. -What do you think if we make a deal?- he offers leaving the pen in its container

Y/n: What deal?- he asks interested, sitting back in the dark blue suede chair in front of his father's desk.

XY: If you manage to fall in love and get married this season, you will be able to travel around the world for 6 months and I myself will pay for your travel expenses. In addition to that, I promise to give you a house, wherever you want as a wedding gift to you and your wife; without the need for you to generate heirs immediately.- the father offers and this captures the attention and interest of the child.

Y/n: But ... - He begins by meeting his father.

XY: You will have to be really in love, you will show me your love for her and your aunt has to give you the go-ahead.- he finishes speaking. -What do you say, do w have a deal? - he questions his son.

Y/n: Okay.- the youngest nods with a sigh, allowing the light curls on his head to bounce subtly and his father to notice it.

XY: So tomorrow morning you will go to the palace, where you will stay with your uncles and before leaving you will receive a haircut.- He points out his son's slightly long hair.

Y/n: Yes father.- accept tired. - Can I retire to my room now? - he asks and the father nods.

XY: Make sure you have all the clothes ready first thing in the morning.- he reminds him as the young man leaves the office.

And that's what happens the next day. After a haircut and loading the suitcases into the family's navy blue carriage. Father and son say goodbye with a hug, before the youngest gets on the carriage and it sets off towards the palace.

Dear readers,

Have you missed me? Because here I am once again, ready to talk and comment on the events of this new season.

While our respected high society was enjoying their country retreat once more, this author did only one thing: polish my art. Or should I say hatching my plans? No, even better. I was sharpening my knives even more and collecting information.

Apparently, a few hours after the debuts of this season, two luxurious-looking carriages have arrived at the palace and they were loaded with abundant luggage.

Could it be that the queen will host a debutant or debutante of the royal family this season, as she did  with her nephew Prince Friedrich of Prussia?

On the other hand, Queen Charlotte has once again done something unexpected and has renamed Edwina Sharma as the diamond this season. It will be that she is not happy with the failure of last season with her diamond, that she is trying to remedy the situation and regain her credibility when choosing the diamond of the season.

We also have the Bridgertons to congratulate, as the Viscount and Viscountess have just welcomed their first heir with open arms. And they will not only celebrate the birth of the little girl, but also the debut of two Bridgertons more. Will the matriarch of the family be capable of directing and helping three children at the same time in search of a partner?

It only remains to wait and see everything that this season has in store for us. What mysteries and secrets our high society hides that they do not want to be known.

Always yours,

Lady Whistledown.

POV YOU

I listen to what my aunt reads aloud as we eat dinner, watching disgust and anger fill every feature of her face. I look at my cousin Friedrich , who continues having dinner and not giving importance to what is being read .

Charlotte: How dare that woman question my ability to select, I am the one who created the idea of the diamond and I have not failed even once, until last season. - she grumbles, leaving the newspaper with force on the table.

Y/n:  Aunt, don't give importance to that gossip newspaper, they are not important and you are one of the most capable and intelligent women I know.- I assure her with a slight smile.

Charlotte: You will see my dear nephew Y/n, I appreciate your sincere and encouraging words.- she tells me with a small smile. -But if the people believe what this woman writes, my past successes don't matter, much less if it only reflects my only failure.- she explains and I frown at her annoyance.

Friederich: You are the queen, ignore it and the rest of the town will too.- he comments without much interest.

Charlotte: What I will do is use your presence, to relax the atmosphere and make sure that everything goes well.- she comments with confidence.

Friederich: And what do you plan to do with our presence?- questions with confusion, although I already understand it and I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to like the idea.

Charlotte: You are both here with the intention of finding a woman, therefore I can ensure that one of both of you ends up with my diamond and thus recover the full respect of the town.- she answers and I bite my lip.

Y/n: Aunt, you know that I respect you and that I never disagree with you.- I start a little unsure. -But I'm sure you know my father's opinion regarding marriage and that you only have to marry for love.- I remind her and see how she tries not to smile.

Charlotte: I know my dear Y/n.- she assures me with a certain tenderness in her eyes when she looks at me. -That is why I have decided that Friederich is the one who is interested in my diamond, maybe even something real will come out of this.- she says and I nod in gratitude.

It's not that I really want to marry for love, a few years ago I would be happy to find someone to fall in love with and marry.

But seven years ago my opinion changed and I have not wanted to fall in love and get married since then. When I was 13 years old, my brother had an accident riding a horse in a race and died. My mother went into anger and depression over the loss of her first child.

Two months after the loss of my brother, my mother could not continue and died of sadness. So only my father and I stayed.

I saw my father mourn the loss of my brother, trying to cheer up my mother in her depression and soon after also mourning the loss of my mother. I saw him suffer every day since my brother's death and for another year after my mother's death.

I saw how sad and broken he was when he lost the love of his life. The house was no longer the same, without my brother's laughter or absurd comments, everything felt silent. In addition to the fact that the warmth and happiness that my mother radiated had been replaced by the coldness of her lack.

That's why I stopped wanting to find someone to fall in love with and marry. Because I had seen what the loss of my mother did to my father and how it felt to lose two of the most important people in my life.

So at fourteen I decide to renege on marriage, preferring to remain single and not get close to another person in a sentimental way. But now there's my father's offer, and it's an offer I can't refuse.

I have always wanted to travel and see the world. But my father has never left me, saying that it was irresponsible to go on a trip and leave my chores behind. Although now that my father offers me 6 months of travel around the world, expenses paid and a house to be independent; I can't refuse the offer.

Especially when as soon as he could, my father sent me to university in Manchester and having finished my degree in natural sciences and its use in medicine, along with some medical courses; he wanted to enjoy traveling to find and study new plants as well.

But just because I accepted the offer doesn't mean I'm going to marry for love. But I will try to find a woman, who really does not want to get married; but do not want to stay single and be separated by society.

Friederich: If you think it's the best option, I agree to help her and meet the diamond of the season.- he accepts, causing her to let out a sigh.

Charlotte: Well, I hope you dress as well as possible, because in a few hours the guests will arrive and it's the first initiation dance.- she warns us seriously. -In this first dance I am the hostess and it will be your presentation.- she says and we both nod in agreement.

Friederich: I'll put on my best suit.- he nods puffing out his chest.

Charlotte: One last thing, Y/n Lady Danbury will take care of your introduction into society and will help you in the dances.- she tells me and I nod. -She has more experience and can better help you find a woman.- she explains with a loving smile.

Y/n: Thank you for thinking about my needs aunt.- I thank you with a smile.

Charlotte: I always will Y/n, besides that Lady Danbury is hosting another season at the Sharma and so it will be easier for Friederich and Edwina to get to know each other.- she explains to both of us.

Shortly after, we finish dinner and everyone heads to their rooms. I decide to wear black pants, with a morning suit of the same color with gold buttons and shiny black shoes.

I decide to wear a white shirt, with a navy morning suit and a white Byron tie. I look at myself in the mirror in my bedroom, making sure everything is in place and my hair is neat. ( He has the same hair as Theo , but with a little more curl.)

I grab the white gloves and leave the room after taking a deep breath. I descend the stairs, putting on my gloves and listening to the music from the ballroom in the background.

XY: Sir, Your Majesty requires your presence.- He warns me and I nod with a smile.

I follow the servant, entering the ballroom and immediately feeling the curious eyes of those present on me . I keep my gaze fixed, never taking it away from my aunt and the woman with the cane at her side.

Charlotte: Dear, how good that you have arrived.- she greets me with a smile. -You remember Lady Danbury right? - she asks pointing her head at the woman next to her.

Y/n: Of course I remember her aunt.- I nod with a smile. -It's a pleasure to see you again Lady Danbury.- I greeted taking her hand and leaving a polite kiss on the back of the hand. - You are as beautiful as six years ago.- I compliment her with education .

Lady Danbury was very close to my mother, so from time to time she always traveled to our house and paid us little visits. But after my mother died, her visits became shorter and less frequent.

Until after an argument with my father, because of how he was mourning and his way of focusing on work without showing me affection or support, it happened.

After that discussion, my father asked him to stop coming and that if he wanted to keep in touch with me he could only do so by letters; and so it has been for the past six years.

Danbury: As flattering as always prince Y/n.- smiles making me a bow. -It will be a pleasure to be your supervisor this season.- she assures me with a smile.

Y/n: The pleasure will be mine Lady Danbury.- I assure her politely. -It is said that her role in the Duke's marriage was crucial.- I comment and she smiles holding on to my arm.

Danbury: It was and now I'll get you a wife.- she tells me with certainty. -If you'll excuse us, Your Majesty, I have to expose this boy and introduce him to several possible debutantes.- she says goodbye to the queen and pulls my arm.

We start to walk around the room, while she talks to me about each newcomer we pass by and giving me her opinion about them.

From one moment to the next, she lets out a small exclamation of emotion and pulls our joined arms with a little more force.

Eloise's POV

I can't believe my mom dragged me into this for another year and even less after what happened last season. I very much doubt that any man wants to marry the woman who goes to the market alone and joins companies with radical political ideas.

After what Lady Whistledown wrote about me, or rather; what Penelope wrote, everyone looks at me badly and the scandal did not bring my family much good fortune.

But as much as I have refused, my mother has forced me to participate again for another year and this time telling me that I have to really try. She will even force me to have two complete dances, complete dances with someone other than my brothers or she will take away my books and all my liberties.

I haven't even managed to convince her, saying that she can't supervise Francesca, Colin and me at the same time; and that I would take work away from her by not showing up this season.

But nothing, she has not accepted and has put aside every reasoning I have given her for not making my debut.

And that brings us to this moment. To the first ball in the palace, where as soon as we have entered the door the eyes of almost all the guests are on us and the looks on me are not entirely positive.

Violet: Look there is Lady Danbury.- my mother comments with emotion, but I only look around and I meet the gaze of my old best friend.

I keep looking at her with all the resentment in the world, remembering all the damage she has done to my family and especially to me. I still can't believe that she is Lady Whistledown and was able to write that way about me: her best friend since childhood.

I pay attention to my mother again, when I feel how she pinches my arm and I complain, caressing the area.

Violet: And this is my other daughter Eloise Bridgerton .- introduces me and I look away from my now enemy, finding Lady Danbury with a boy by her side.

XY: A pleasure to meet you all, Lady Danbury often talks about you Lady Bridgerton and always in very high esteem.- He greets her by kissing the back of her hand, as with my sister and approaching to do the same with me.

Violet: I hope so.- she jokes with him.

I just watch as the unknown man gently takes my hand and brings it to his lips while staring into my eyes. After kissing my hand, he gives me a smile and politely lets go of my hand.

Danbury: From what I see, dear friend, this season we will both be very busy.- she comments to my mother and I looked at her with confusion . -You supervising your three children debuting and I supervising Edwina Sharma and Prince Y/n of Hannover here present.- she comments amused and I open my eyes, impressed in the most hidden way possible.

Violet: Oh, so you're going to debut too? - asks my impressed mother to the prince.

Y/n: That's the idea, my father thought that it's the right time to start looking for that special person so I can get married.- he answers with a perfect smile; iugh what a rage of a man.

Violet: It seems to me that your father is quite right, finding a special person to fall in love with and thus be able to get married takes time.- she comments and I can see a certain citric expression on his face, but it's barely perceptible and covers it very fine with a smile

Y/n: It's the same thing he says.- He nods agreeing.

Danbury: Why don't you invite Miss Eloise to a dance, dear.- she suggests and I want to deny it immediately, but I see the look my mother gives me.

Violet: I think it's a great idea.- she supports her friend with a huge smile.

Y/n: I suppose that if Miss Eloise accepts I won't have any problem dancing with her.- he assures looking at me with a small smile and extending his hand.

Violet: She doesn't have any problem, right daughter?- she asks me with a smile between her teeth.

Eloise: No, I would love to dance with you, my lord.- I assure him, bowing slightly and accepting his hand.

Y/n: Perfect, so if you'll excuse us, there's a dance floor and a dance waiting for us.- he tells those present with a kind smile and guides me towards the dance floor.

We were immediately on the dance floor, with one of his hands on my waist and the other connected to mine. While my free hand rests on his shoulder and a new song begins.

Eloise: I have to apologize in advance for stomping on you during the dance.- I repeat what my mother has dictated to me so many times before each dance.

Y/n: It's okay, not everything in this life tries to dance perfectly and in sync.- He downplays it by starting to move. -And tell me, is it your first season?- he asks while we dance and I count the steps.

Eloise: Don't talk or I'll get involved with the steps.- I order, looking down at my feet.

Y/n: It's easier to look at your dance partner than at your feet.- he assures me with a certain amused tone. -If you only look at your feet, you'll end up skipping a step and you won't be able to continue counting the steps.- he explains with evident experience.

Eloise: Perhaps the Prince of Hannover had problems with dancing.- I scoffed with a bit of venom.

Y/n: Well yes and I'm not ashamed of it.- he admits standing up. -The dances and some other points of the social events seem too banal and unnecessary for a day to day .- he explained and I looked at his eyes completely surprised.

Eloise: What? - I ask completely surprised, I would never imagine that someone from royalty, much less the queen's nephew, would think something like that about social events.

Y/n: The fact that i'm part of the royal family does not mean that i do not have my own ideas and that I agree with everything that is done in these events.- he comments without much interest. -Besides, the dances are supposed to meet and connect, which is absurd since there is nothing better than a conversation to get to know someone.- He defends his point of view and I couldn't agree more .

Eloise: Then why are you participating as a debutante and dancing with me right now? - I ask with a frown.

Y/n: I guess for the same reason as you.- he answer directly.

Eloise: And what do you know about my debut.- I say defensively.

Y/n: People like to talk, Miss Bridgerton, besides that your disgusted face and little interest in dancing are clear signs that you 're not making your debut for fun.- he explains and I purse my lips a bit annoyed for how fast he has read me; and for what he will have heard from me.

Eloise: What have you heard about me?- I ask him in a somewhat aggressive way.

Y/n: The dance is over.- he says separating from me . -It looks like we'll have to continue this conversation at another time, Miss Bridgerton .- he comments, leaving another kiss on the back of my hand and guiding me back to my mother. -I return your daughter Lady Bridgerton in one piece.- he tells my mother politely.

Violet: I thank you my lord.- she thanks him and the prince makes a small bow and walks away from us. -How was the dance with the prince? - she asks me excited.

Eloise: Incredible mother, dancing with the prince has been such a compliment, it has been a dream come true and now I can die in peace. - I exaggerate ironically and she looks at me challengingly.

Benedict: He seems like a nice guy.- he comments with our mother. -Besides, he's endured a whole dance with our sister and it doesn't look like he's complained about her stomping.- he comments amused, causing Colin to laugh and for me to hit him on the arm.

Eloise: I haven't stepped on it.- I deny immediately in my defense.

Colin: Yes, you have.- he assures me with confusion and amusement . -You've stepped on him like five times at least.- he points out and I open my eyes surprised at not having noticed.

Benedict: We were betting on how many more stomps the poor man would put up with.- he comments laughing with our brother.

Violet: Stop talking nonsense and laughing at your sister.- she tells them seriously. -Now Benedict, help your sister socialize and you Colin; you come with me.- she orders us.

Eloise: And Francesca? - I ask confused not seeing my little sister.

Violet: Your brother Anthony has offered to help her this season with me. - she tells me and I nod in understanding. -Now move all of you.- she says and after grabbing our brother's arm she disappears.

Benedict: Let's go around and discuss some of the ridiculous dresses and accessories of your competitors.- he mocks, offering me his arm and I delightedly grab it with mine.

Benedict is my favorite brother, because he always follows my jokes and he is the person with whom I feel most comfortable to talk about anything. I have always felt a greater connection with him than with any of my other siblings.

As we walk around the room, talking about some of the tacky dresses and hideous costumes of the other debutantes at the ball. I can't help replaying my conversation with the prince during the dance in my head, trying to figure out what he meant by his words and what he knows about me

NEXT

#eloise bridgerton #bridgerton #eloise bridgerton x reader #bridgerton netflix #eloise bridgerton x male reader #anthony bridgerton #lady whistledown #queen charlotte #benedict bridgerton #violet bridgerton #edwina sharma #kate sharma #oc character #male reader

[valfeathers]

OMG YOUR ART IS SO GOOD! Gonna go on a reblog spree tomorrow or something <3<3<3

Anywho, care to share some (more) of your opinions on Wammy's House? Saw a few text posts and they caught my interest 👀

Like, how do you think L feels about his successors or something. Or just rant about why you hate Watari and Roger (omg or more BB talk LOVE that). I dunno I can just ell your opinions/takes are *chef's kiss*

i'm so sorry this took so long but!! i had no idea where to start lmao

i spend so much time just thinking about L in any capacity,, i mean it, he occupies a scary amount of my waking thoughts (blame the autism)

so for starters, as much as i shit on wammy's and its terrible negligence, i find myself putting L & the successors into little found family scenarios & i often draw them all together

(eg. here's some older sketches of L & the kids)

now i know that canonically they probably (definitely) weren't like this but,, i want them all to be loved

i can understand why/how other people would have a different interpretation of their dynamic, but portraying L as a mentor/brother/father figure is very near & dear to my heart :'))

(this is also partly projection as i'm an eldest son who loves their sibling & wants the best for them, who also deeply relates to L so do with that what you will haha)

most of my wammy family art is for comfort! and maybe it can comfort other people too :')))

maybe one day i'll come back & explain the extent of my hcs about this dynamic but i'm not confident in my ability to like. word my thoughts coherently yet so !! for now u get art & some surface level stuff :)

but anyways, sometimes i question what being at the centre of a program like that must feel like. i try not to overanalyse L's backstory and dictate what he must have thought because i know that he's a complicated character and a lot of his morality/actions are up for debate but like,,,

having your guardians look for a replacement for you while you're still alive? that's like saying 'we're just waiting for you to die/mess up/become useless to us and then when that happens, we can instantly replace you with a new & improved version'

even if they were trying to do a classic 'heir' system where a person inherits L's position and this wasn't meant to send that kind of message,, the environment that was produced is still incredibly toxic. that still isn't good. they used children. malleable, vulnerable orphans. that's no coincidence.

and idk that's a little messed up to me.

i don't really know how else to word my thoughts on this situation rn? i just acknowledge that that's no way to treat a person and move on bc,, what else can i say? :'/ it's a terrible situation for everybody involved and watari (& roger) are fucked up for creating a cycle of abuse and putting L right in the centre of it.

and a prime example of how damaging this system was is B. he wasn't born hateful and vindictive and violent, something made him that way. we are all products of our environments, and his was inhumane by definition.

this post is getting long as fuck, jesus,,, okok i'll wrap this up by saying that i'll expand on B at a later date

and reminding u that this is my interpretation and you're free to disagree! we all read into characters & their relationships differently

but yeah a lot of my thoughts about them tend to be really sad so i pad it out with sweeter stuff like above!

#asks #death note #LONG POST #so so long #im so sorry #i hope this was worth the wait haha #i might redraw those 2 imgs and post them separately #we'll see :')) #v wammyposting #wammy house found family fic recs when #let them all have some comfort in that shithole #thats what i think

[totally-sapphic-posts]

hai!! i'm really sorry if this might sound invalidating and all over the place 🥹 i genuinely don't have the intention to invalidate both sexualities at all, i really badly need to get this off my chest and maybe i'm also seeking for a sort of an enlightment because i have been questioning my sexuality for as long as i can remember, i used to label myself as a bisexual but recently i feel more comfortable with calling myself with the label sapphic, also because i'm not sure i can label myself as a lesbian due to my past relationship with a couple of men.

before this, as a bisexual i always thought that i'm just a bisexual with a stronger lean towards women, non binary and woman aligned people, so i just settled with labelling myself as a bisexual sapphic. when i learnt about comphet i started to wonder if i was experiencing comphet when i dated men and my past relationships with men was never really that special? and kinda suck? 😭 and while i know i dated men before i never really saw myself being committed to them for a very long time.

compared to now which i'm currently in a long term sapphic relationship, i am very much happier and i can see myself being committed to my girlfriend for a very long time >< i know how this might seem like i'm only questioning myself again just because i'm in a sapphic relationship, if that makes sense, it's also one of the reasons why i'm hesitant to label myself as a lesbian

I’ll start off by saying that past relationships don’t define our current sexualities. You could’ve dated 100 men in the past and discovered tomorrow that you’re only really attracted to women and identify as a lesbian.

The thing is, we’re constantly learning about ourselves. Take away the influence of other people and how you think others will respond, and think about yourself right now. Whatever you’re feeling, go with it. If you feel like you’re a lesbian and your past attraction to men was due to Comphet, then you’re a lesbian. If tomorrow, next week, in a year’s time, or even ten years’ time, you find that you don’t feel you fit into the category of lesbian, then that’s okay. Don’t feel pressured to conform to the expectations of whatever label you choose (if you end up using a label at all).

And just because you’re questioning again because you’re in a sapphic relationship, doesn’t make your questioning any less valid/important. I’d argue that you’re gaining more perspective and you’re able to analyse how the different relationships (with men and with women) have made you feel and where you truly feel comfortable.

Go with your gut, anon ♡ don’t let anyone dictate how you label yourself. You don’t owe anyone an explanation for what you choose. Only you truly know you. Trust your judgement.

Wishing you the best of luck ❤️

#ask #wlw #questioning

[theambitiouswoman]

Hi! Thank you for creating such an uplifting blog.

I’m curious to know what helpful reminders you give yourself when you’re having an off week.

Thank you x

hi :) Thank you kindly <3

If i am having an off week I honestly give myself grace. If it cant get finished today, it will get done tomorrow. We aren't comparing ourselves to anyone. Our timelines are our own. Gods timing is perfect and those off weeks could serve a purpose. There are situations where I wasn't at my best and behind on my timelines... but once I got to the finish line, I either realized the timing didn't matter; That the perfect time to accomplish something is when I accomplish it. Or, that I needed to take a step back and that delay served its purpose in allowing other aspects and things going on in my life to sync up.

I am extremely structured and disciplined. My life is on a schedule. Routines are very important to me. Timelines, deadlines, organization, perfection, etc. The best word I can probably use would be militant. However, the times that I feel off, I give myself time to relax. Time to think. I know its temporary therefor I focus on uplifting myself that way when I get back to my daily focus I can go in full speed. Understand that if YOU don't feel 100% you can't operate at 100%. To be honest when I do this, it helps me think better and find different avenues or solutions to my tasks. A time out and fresh perspective can be a great thing. More often than none, it propels you forward faster.

We are only human.

Also a woman.

Women can't operate the same way every single day of the month. It would be good to understand your circle, that way you can fluctuate between mental, and physical efforts through out the month. Having off days, or even weeks don't dictate your worth or what you are able to achieve. If you simply don't have it in you at certain points to operate a certain way, you pivot and find another way to continue to be productive, or not be productive. Then you start building your future schedules based on how much time you see you can operate at your best and times you cant. For example, the week of my period I am exhausted and bloated. I plan the month around that. The day of my period, I am absolutely useless. NOTHING CAN GET DONE. It would annoy me a bit when I was on a deadline, therefor I tried to get things winded down leading up to those days and I already knew nothing will be happening. This is a good technique to put into practice that will help with you not being hard on yourself.

[frogmanfae]

Newsies as Shit I've Heard This Week 5

Another a long one🙃

Medda: Hows it going?

Davey: Not terrible

Medda: Ah... well we aren't aiming for terrible so I guess we're on the right track

Elmer: Do you have memories by Taylor Swift?

Jojo: Do you like Jesus?

Crutchie: What are you wearing tomorrow?

Race: Probably that random guys sweat shirt

Crutchie: Which random guy

Race: The one from freshman year

Crutchie: From the football game?

Race: No the basketball game

Crutchie: Ohh the blonde freshman basketball guy

Race: No the one who had purple highlights

Crutchie: Oh! Okay that guy

Race: Yeah

Spot: Why the fuck did you pull so many guys as a freshman?

Race: You say it like I don't still pull

Jack, either about Medda or his partner: She spewed words at me over the phone but I was mad and I wasn't listening so I have no clue what she was trying to tell me

Race: I was hot. Right? Spot?

Spot, either not listening or avoiding his feelings: That car was going way too fast

Jojo: Is that your stuff??

Elmer: No?

Jojo: Who's stuff is on your chair??? Ugh! Excuse her! What is this

Race, after getting a concussion: This Barbie has brain damage

Race: Okay I woke up and I felt like shit, lately I've always felt like shit when I wake up but it was extra bad today so I just started crying

Davey, who's learned sometimes Race just needs to talk and not be consoled: It be like that sometimes

Race: So I was trying to do my eyeliner but I was crying and that- well that doesn't go too well

Davey: Right because your eye liner isn't waterproof

Race: I really need to invest in waterproof liner but the guy I'm seeing thinks it's hot when my makeup gets fucked up when I suck hi-

Davey: that took a turn a little too far for your volume to still be this loud

Crutchie: are you ready for Mandatory Corn Hole?

Jack: MANDATORY CORN HOLE!!!

Buttons: Have you found the post where she talks about eggs growing on trees?

Jojo: What's being in the school musical like?

Elmer: Uh so do you know Stockholm Syndrome? It's like that

Jack: It's that time the moment you've all been waiting for: me to stop talking

Graves: Hey if you're gonna die just lemme know *gestures to shirt advertising a cemetery he works at*

York: You can get me in there?

Graves: I can dig your grave for you

York: That almost sounds like a threat but I know you

Jack: He's such a little dictator !!!

Medda: I didn't know what you were going to say-

Jack: He's such a dick /tator/

Jojo: Is the test tomorrow going to take all period?

Medda: The way this review is going? Probably

Davey, who recently began to gage his ears and has noticed an accompanying smell: I was trying to read an article-

Race: Was it about how your ears smell like cheese?

Crutchie: ... What

Romeo: I saw you holding out your hands like you were showing the size of something

Race: Oh yeah someone's dick

Romeo: :0

Romeo: I'm gonna go back to reading my gay webtoon now

Oscar: *in the background* I shaved my pubes earlier

Davey: 😟

Crutchie: Did you hear that too??

Davey: I heard it

Crutchie: Who the fuck just says??

Davey: out loud??

Race: *holds out an entire handful of quarters* I put a 10 in the vending machine because I got thirsty

Albert, cishet: shut up

Race, gay and afab nonbinary: Are you???

Albert: Yes.

Race: You just???

Albert: Yes.

Race: You hate gay people!

Albert: Yes!

Race: You hate women!

Albert: Yes!

Race: You just called me a tranny!!!

Albert: Yea!!

Race: :0

(They're best friends)

Davey: I tried washing it off but my hand is still sticky

Race: That's what she said

Davey: :0 you're the reason why non binary peo aren't recognized by the LGBT community

Race: :00

Race, to Albert: DID YOU HEAR THAT

Albert: No. He got away with it. I didn't hear a thing.

Romeo, in an official award acceptance speech: I would like to thank my peers for voting for me to receive this honor, my dad for always supporting me, peanut butter for its buttery goodness, and my friends for always having my back

Elmer, to Buttons in the audience: did he just-

Buttons: thank peanut butter for its buttery goodness? Yeah. Yeah he did.

Elmer: isn't he-

Buttons: yeah he's allergic to peanuts.

Race: Whenever I hear "terrible towel" from the sports ball people I think "cum rag"

Spot: you think WHAT

Sarah: I love sexism I have sexism every night

Race, looking in his phone camera: I am so hot omg

Jack: I'm actually kinda col- oh. I thought you were talking about temperature

Graves: Why's he got his shirt unbuttoned like he's prince Sebastian

Romeo: PRINCE SEBASTIAN??

Graves: from the little mermaid??

Romeo, dying: THATS PRINCE ERIC

Romeo: SEBASTIAN IS THE CRAB

Graves:...

TW SUICIDE JOKE AND F SLUR AS A JOKE

Sarah: Don't worry I would never trade you for money. Only Bitcoin

Davey: Kill yourself. Die

Sarah: You first!

Davey: Kill yourself!

Sarah: You first!

Sarah: Faggot!

Davey: You're a faggot first!

Sarah: Faggot! You like men!

Davey: You like women first!

Sarah: At least they're better!

Davey: Ah- yeah...

Elmer, walking into Brooklyn for the first time: Oh my god! WEAR YOUR CLOTHES!!!

Denton, an english teacher who's never met Jack: Did you know that the West symbolizes death and endings?

Jack: What.

Davey: Legend has it- or SCIENCE has it-

Albert: Shut the fuck up

Race: Sit on my lap

Medda: I would crush you

Race: I've gotten crushed in football I'm used to it

Medda: Not this much buddy

Buttons: It's like when your dog runs away. That's how I feel without Splasher... Fido come home...

Race: It was dark and windy and there were no lights on and suddenly there was a machette

Davey: I was gone for 2 seconds what did I walk into

Specs: This freaks me out. I can't deal with things touching my eye. It's why I don't wear contact lenses. Cuz I'm a big baby

Davey: You get rid of noro virus by... *vague hand gestures* both ends... As people say... And that doesn't mean you play both quarterback and line backer it's... It's not good

Splasher: Will that thing we did last year work again?

Medda: No, I don't think so... It's cool but it's not that cool

(You don't understand how funny this was, it was our (very conservative) biology teacher talking about baiting his freshmen to bring back "phat with a ph" for bonus points)

Davey: I could light myself on fire and I don't think they'd even notice. At some point I think someone would go "...*sniff* *sniff* ugh I don't think lunch is gonna be good today" and they would have no idea that I burned to death

Davey, teacher: *drawing examples on the board* how about that? I'm hard pressed to make anything else because I can't draw but you get the point

Denton: It's like you're stabbing Ms. Medda in the eye

Crutchie: What.

Denton: Like a jump scare like- TRUTH

Crutchie: What compels you to say that? You could have said anything else

Denton: Because that's what it feels like!

Albert: We have a pep assembly on a Tuesday? What has the world come to?

Romeo: Do you want some gmo rats? They count as fruit

Jack: Maybe I'll just wallow in depression and everyone who's here can observe like I'm a zoo animal

Davey: I think that's less likely than biological warfare- which is real. Biological warfare is REAL

Jack: Dave, I love you, but what the fuck does that have anything to do with me asking if it's pizza day?

Davey: sorry I'm in a mood and all I can think about is bio-

Jack: biological warfare? Yeah I noticed

Jack: Some of my answers are like a politician. Like... "He talked a lot but... he didn't really say anything... Like that really wasn't an answer that... I was looking for"

Davey: They're serial killers!

Jack: But the good kind?

Davey: *overjoyed* BUT THE GOOD KIND!! A VIGILANTE!!!

Race: It's science but Master Chef

Davey, tutoring a large group: When these cells mature, they no longer laugh at potty jokes. Until then they're insufferable to be around...

Literally everyone: *silence*

Davey: You guys can laugh that was funny

Everyone: *nothing*

Davey: A... Science joke...

Albert: *exaggerated* Ha ha

Davey: I appreciate that, thank you Albert

Finch: Ah!! A freshman left his water bottle here!! *drags trash bin across the floor and knocks water bottle into it with a meter stick* gross. Infectious. That's how you take care of that

Denton: The original Trojan horse

Race: *gasps* transgender!

Race: Spray tan or tanning bed?

Spot: ...What?

Race: Spray tan or tanning bed?

Spot: ...Neither? Go outside?

Albert: *Sarcastic* yeah go phospholipids

Davey: *excited* yeah! Phospholipids!! That's what's up!

#this is a lot #newsies #david jacobs #livesies #jack kelly #newsies live #davey jacobs #uksies #newsies uk #92sies #newsies 1992

[peppertaemint]

I joined tumblr ‘cause of Shinee just recently and was a babywol (2022), really admired them, especially Key. I feel lost, and like such a fool for feeling this conflicted. As a poc, I’m so done with making excuses for people, it’s always heartbreaking to tell people how I feel, be dismissed or worse just be heard and then they do nothing about it, not even stand by you. It’s gutting when it keeps happening, just never gets easier- like I know they’re going to hurt me, but I also love them because there’s a lot of good to them? Also, how many people can I cut out from my life? I don’t want to see Taekey dragged, it’s just so much worse knowing they’re fully capable of learning and growing from this, but they most probably won’t bother, especially with a lot of the fandom trying to bury our comments. It’s just infuriating when taekey have talked about what it feels like with people commenting about their image/ weight, and they turn around and do the same thing to their own friend. I can’t believe just last week I was all happy for Key being called a ‘safe and comforting presence for fans’ in some article. Do you think they’re likely to apologize/change? I’ve heard some comments about a concert where one of the members apologized in the past. again, feel foolish for holding out hope, but I’m just so tired and feel so torn.

Hi Anon,

I am dictating this, so apologies if any of it comes off weird. I don't think you have to make excuses for people and I don't think it's a matter of them not wanting to learn. My own take is that it's a cultural difference that is difficult to bridge. That's not an excuse that's just a reason; that being said, when I watch old Korean stuff like TV et cetera versus what is out now there is a big difference. That doesn't mean it's perfect, but to me, I see it going in the direction that is what I want and expect.

Basically, I think you can respect someone's art and like their art but acknowledge that you don't like every part of them or everything that they do, the same as the way you love a family member, but you don't like everything that they do. The problem in these spaces, These online spaces, is that People associate an artist with their own identity, and then that artist's failing becomes their own, and it's not, it is theirs for them to own and keep. And it is enough for you to say I'm not cool with that and make your thoughts known.

I think that everyone is capable of making mistakes and mistakes that are hurtful, and it's up to us to decide what we have as a boundary and what we don't. And honestly, I've been a fan of shinee since late 2019, and this is the first thing like this that I've seen go on. I saw the old stuff but I wasn't surprised because I've seen that with every single group that I've looked into and I've seen it in almost every Korean show that I've watched. But they have apologised about things and they are people who self reflect.

not a lot of fans have watched it, but the interview in 2018 with radio star.... There's so much reflection in discussion of changing as people, about growing up and understanding when you've hurt someone, and changing your behaviours, so I just think out of everyone that I've seen, I see a lot more of that with this group than other groups. And it is specific. Key went on about how he used to hurt peoples' feelings. Then it's something that he has to watch out for. Obviously it is something that he probably still struggles with for whatever reason and I think we've all seen that, if you're a fan and you've watched enough stuff. I feel more comfortable with artists who are honest and make mistakes and discuss those things whether it's tomorrow or it's like six months from now. Then people who purposely ignore it or make disingenuous comments. I don't think this is a group that ever makes disingenuous comments, I don't know if that's helpful, anonymous, But that's my two cents.

#there is an above average chance it will be addressed #that's my opinion #shinee ask #shawols

[sunlightandsuffering]

You know who needs some more hate sex? The Divorce AU! I get it that Mikasa was fooled by Porco and is very straightforward and honest and wholesome in her interactions with Eren, but mans has been slighted. His beloved left him for a lie, then straight up married the asshole who set them apart and shared a bed with him for years afterwards. There’s no way Eren isn’t angry of bitter about it all. Imagine losing half of everything you own, including your own home, and having your ex-wife share it with that guy. There’s no amount of therapy or meditation that can make him forget all that… meaning, the first time they have sex after is basically one-sided hate sex. Maybe it’s all pent up inside him and released once they’re in bed?

Thank you anon, I completely agree, this ask is part of the reason I came out of my hibernation lol, just so I could answer you!! I think you're right, he's holding it in at first to be nice, he still cares for her on some level, he doesn't want to erupt. Besides, its in the past for him, its fine, he'll walk it off. But he's SOOO resentful about it, and it's why he wont really open up to her too much and when she tells him she's single rn and interested he has a hard time accepting it. I think she'd have to break him down, force down his walls, have a massive blowout argument where finally he erupts, gets really angry at her, tells her all the shit he never got to say!! THEN cue hate sex lol!!!

They get back from grocery shopping and suddenly it's like a wall has come down. The previously happy, smiling Eren is gone and in his place is a man who is angry, agitated, barely keeping it together, his face dark as he begins unpacking their groceries. "You should head out soon," he tells her casually, like he isn't fucking kicking her out after the weekend they've had. It had been magical, nostalgic even, how they'd cuddled up together and bickered over which movies to watch, cooked dinner together, in the same kitchen they'd first cooked in all those years ago. The apartment has barely changed, and she'd been comforted by the fact that all the utensils were still in their place, right where she'd left them, like she'd never left at all.

There had been no sex, only longing looks, barely restrained sexual tension as she went to the guest bedroom for the night, only for her to move to Eren's room halfway through because her room was too cold. Sleeping next to him, inhaling his scent, mint and citrus, how he still slept curled up with one of his pillows, how she longed to take that spot. And yet here he is, kicking her out, as cold as ice as if none of it ever happened. She can't help but be angry, and she knows she has no right, she left him, divorced, believed another man's lies over the word of her husband, the love of her life, but they'd had a perfect weekend, it had all felt so right. Can't he see that too? That this is how it's supposed to be.

She can't let the past dictate the future anymore, can't let her mistakes keep fucking up her life.

So, rather than leave like she knows she should, she challenges him, rocking the boat. "I thought we'd have dinner together again." He looks up at her, his expression tight as he attempts to goad her into leaving, "I'm sure you need to get home, make sure your place is all in order before work tomorrow." "I don't," She shrugs and Eren's jaw clenches tighter as he attempts to keep his cool, slowly moving apples from the bag into his fruit bowl. "Mikasa," he warns, "You should go." "Why?"

"Can you just listen to me for once?" "Give me a good reason and I'll leave right now." He's quiet in response and Mikasa takes that as her cue to get everything out of the way, all of her cards on the table. She knows this look in his eye, she's seen it before, every time they go on a date, every time he restrains himself from kissing her, from going any further. Its the same way he used to look when he'd stop himself from starting a bar fight in her honour, that brief dark glint in his eye, the sparks of rage.

He's holding himself back, holding in his fury, for her sake or his own, she doesn't know. But what she does know is that there's no moving on, no going back, and no future ahead of them if they don't get past this, if he doesn't let it out. "I can't see any good reason why I'd leave, not after we've had a perfect weekend, not when it's so good Eren." He's grinding his teeth together in irritation, "Mikasa just go, I don't want to talk about it." "Too bad, we're gonna fucking talk about it." "There's nothing to say," he grinds out finally, "I'm angry and you fucking know it, and I'm going to lash out because while you had a perfect fucking weekend Mikasa all I can think about is how we could have been like this all along. How you fucked it up, so unless you want that you'll leave right now." It hurts, and it's only the tip of the iceberg, but she knows that this time, for better or for worse, she's going to stay. "Then do it," she says calmly, steeling herself for what's to come, that flicker burning into a fire in his eyes, raging green. "What?" "Do it, get angry, tell me all shit you've wanted to say Eren. Get it out." "I can't, just go Mikasa." Now, Mikasa gets angry as she watches him deflate, turning towards the pantry, he needs to get this out, and it needs to happen now or she's never going to have him back, not like she wants. "Eren just fucking do it, tell me. Tell me how I fucked up, tell me how I'm an idiot, that I ruined us by believing some asshole I barely knew over the love of my life. Tell me how angry you were when you found out that not only did I leave you I fucking married the asshole that boke us apart! Tell me how much you hate me for it." She breaks down on her last breath, just as Eren turns around eyes wide, "Tell me how much you hate me so you can love me again, 'Ren please?"

#divorce au #lys's drabbles

[haxyr3]

I have a culture question. I’m beginning a Russian class at Uni tomorrow and I’m a trans man. I have not transitioned yet and despite how I dress I have markedly feminine features and my legal name is female. Do you think the teacher would treat me strangely if I explain that I’m trans but haven’t transitioned yet? I know on like a university policy basis they won’t be able to technically discriminate against me, but I worry that on a subconscious level they might forget my pronouns, something that is much easier to do in a gendered language like Russian. I really want my teachers to like me as it is my major. Should I just not say anything and let them use feminine pronouns?

Hi! I can not answer your question, because I don't know your teacher. You didn't clarify if you are going to a university in Russia, if your teacher is Russian, and so on. Russian language alone doesn't dictate certain attitude towards trans people. Even being from a country where the majority of the society treats trans people badly doesn't mean that your prof (assuming your university is not in Russia) will treat you badly. If your teacher immigrated from Russia, it is probably because they didn't share the values and ideologies that dominate in Russia today. It's all personal, you know.

I wish you safe and enjoyable experience with Russian studies at your university!

[silviakundera]

So now that I've decided to overshare my opinions about Love like the Galaxy... SPOILERS SPOILERS

Ep 25-26 were really interesting to me watching Ling Buyi try (and fail) to be good at anything but military affairs. Very earnest and like NN he is so used to people being awful that he's mostly just good at stabbing back. The people he loves either aren't really interacting with the world (mom) or are so absolute powerful that LB doesn't have to worry about trodding on vulnerabilities (emperor the foster dad). Plus, perhaps a huge part of why LB is how he is comes down to how emperor father figure sincerely thinks this kid is kind and loyal. He gets away with murder (pun INTENDED thx) because his terse, abrupt manner and stubborn behavior are always taken as good faith from the emperor. This hasn't really encouraged him to moderate himself. (now ok emperor, pop quiz on ur dadding: has that I Have Social & Political Power Over You But Also Unconditional Love role model ultimately made LB into a husband option who has boundaries but is also patient and non judgemental???? Let's see!)

Evidently he's going to struggle at first to communicate with NN, who has MASSIVE (understandable) trust issues. She's used to people not truly listening to her reasons or caring, so she has stopped trying to have reasonable conversations with people. What's the point? Wasting her breath. Growing up she was degraded and mistreated by her aunt and grandmother. Her mother again and again has refused to take her perspective seriously or address the context around her actions. And so NN has simply stopped trying to explain herself. She's decided to be unreasonable, because that's how she has been treated and labelled.

The critical thing Ling Buyi was trying to express in the carriage with the bread discussion is that when he says "you shouldn't do this, cause this reason" this is the start of a discussion in a healthy relationship. (He's used to comfortably pushing back on dictates from THE EMPEROR 😂😭.) NN took it as an order that can't be questioned, because that is all she's experienced growing up and with the arrival of her parents. Ling Buyi is Not Good at expressing himself, so it'll be a rough ride I assume until he can get NN to trust he actually wants them to be partners who communicate and compromise with each other.

In a relationship like for real you do listen to your partner's opinions and you can't just randomly do whatever all the time. Your partner might say no, you shouldn't stay up all night watching Netflix because tomorrow we have to go to buy supplies for the stairs repair. And the other party is expected to listen and either say yeah, good point. Ok I'll go to bed in 2 hours. Or they might say, I hear you but I have insomnia and am super stressed out right now and this is what I need to do to handle it. Don't worry, I won't sleep in and mess up our plans. And other person takes in that explanation. Relationships take communication every day.

The question is, how much tension is this pair going to have until she learns to trust he is not trying to always shut her down and will listen to her. That he actually does care about her reasons and wants to understand them. And that she can in the same way give him feedback and expect him to listen.

(Like honestly, the more I think about it I'm... Foster dad u do get a 9/10 congrats. LB just assumes NN would be comfortable debating right back at him when they disagree, because he's so secure that this is how loving relationships go, even where there is an imbalance of power. You nag and fret because you care, then maybe they tell u why it's totally not gonna happen. Remember the consort and empress just kicking the emperor's ass OUT?! 😆 The emperor just venting on him and he pops up like a windup toy 😂😭 OMG DAD I WOULDN'T HAVE BROUGHT HER HERE IF U ARE JUST GONNA SCARE HER GAAAAWWWD 😭😭😭😭😭😭)

#love like the galaxy #cdrama #my unfiltered thoughts #ok but LB better figure this out #or he needs a helping hand #from...somewhere #oh nooooooo #like who can help this man

[butterflyintochains]

Schism

Another week in Whistler might just be the thing that finally does Joanna Blackwood in, her boyfriend is in Michigan with Quinn and his family. She loves her family, she really does, but good God they've been insufferable. Her parents have been their usual lovely selves, her niblings are just the best, but her three older siblings are annoying her. To make matters worse, Elias' new contract is still up in the air, and she has to hear about it from her siblings who don't know what the fuck they're talking about. Currently, Joanna is in her room in Blackwood Lodge, her brothers are out biking, her sisters are swimming at the lake. Bored senseless, she grabs her climbing stuff from her days out with the gang, and heads down to the climbing centre. She spends some time on some boulders, before tackling a lead wall, then heads home for some dinner. ''If you ask me, Benning is an idiot, letting these two dictate the discussion like this.'' Edward says.

Nicholas, ever the eldest Blackwood's lieutenant, nods. ''I know, he should just say; 'here's the offer, don't like it, tough shit'. It's what I'd do.''

Joanna feels the fire Elias stoked in her rising, but tries to freeze it back down, she's not called 'Ice Queen' for nothing. She scrolls through her instagram to keep herself busy. ''How do we know it's not just Elias and Quinn being greedy? Wanting more than they're due? It's not like either had a good season last year, is it?'' Her brother-in-law Matthew poses. Which is... simply untrue. Quinn led the team in assists. Elias was injured. And, the team got sick with covid. ''Besides, it's just business, right?'' Lucinda adds. Joanna fiddles with her ring, a topaz and emerald on yellow gold, Elias' most recent birthday gift to her. His ring, their stones, his love. ''You guys know I'm right here, don't you? The girlfriend of one Canuck and best friend of another?'' Edward laughs. ''Anna, you've been with him for two years.''

Joanna furrows her brows. ''And? We live together, I've met his family, we already know we're forever. So, what do you think gives you the right to speak about him like that? I'm going through this stress too, you know?''

Matthew asks, in disbelief. ''Really? How?'' Joanna simply states, because they made each other a promise. ''If he leaves, so do I.'' Nicholas scoffs. ''Oh, come on, sis. This city is your home.'' Lucinda says. ''There will be other guys, Anna.''

With this, Joanna rises, and books an early morning flight to Michigan. ''He's my home, my family, the love of my life. If the three of you can't understand that, I'm out. Mike, Kate, I'll text you tomorrow.'' She goes to pack up for the flight. In silence, she packs her car, and drives back into the city. Staying the night at home.

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Joanna books in for her flight to Detroit the next morning, goes through security. After a quick breakfast, Joanna gets on her flight, bound for her boyfriend. Perhaps she should've taken this holiday with him all along. She can't understand how her married older siblings can be so... dismissive of them.

She lands in Detroit late that afternoon, and orders an Uber to take her to Ann Arbor. The driver is called Peter, and he's really nice. ''What brings a BC girl to Michigan?'' He asks in the car.

Joanna says. ''My boyfriend is with friends here, I had a fallout with my family, so, here I am.'' After some time of driving, Peter asks her. ''Do you know where he is, Joanna?'' Joanna mentally kicks herself for the oversight. ''No, hang on.'' She texts Quinn.

Joanna Rose: Hey, Q, I'm in Ann Arbor, where are you guys rn? Huggy Bear: Really? We're at my parents' place. 45 Franklin Street, on the lake. Should I tell my mom to get a room ready? Joanna Rose: I already sleep with Elias, Q, we'll be okay.

She tells Peter the address, and he drops her off. She pays and tips him, thanking God for her trust fund. The house is lovely, a nice big lakehouse. All the hallmarks of a hockey family in the frontyard. She's dead tired, and knocks the door. Quinn lets her into the house, it's very cozy in here. ''This place is amazing, Q.'' She hugs him. He leads her through to the back patio, here she's finally reunited with her Elias. ''Hjartat, what... how...'' She leaps into his arms, he holds her tight. ''I've missed you so much.''

Elias kisses her neck. ''I've missed you too, alskling.'' Before the trio are joined, she tells them everything her siblings were saying over dinner last night. ''It just... hurt me so much... they were just insulting you as if I wasn't even there.''

Quinn is shocked. ''And 'there will be other guys'? Has Lucinda met you two? Hell, even Brock and I know you'll be married one day.'' Elias stares a hole in the oak planks beneath them. ''But, Anna, they're your family.''

Joanna takes his hands. ''So are you, and Quinn, and Brock, and Thatcher. You are my family, I choose you.'' Elias kisses her hands, and says. ''I choose you too.''

In time, Quinn's younger brothers - Jack and Luke join them. ''You must be Joanna, Petey loves gushing about you.'' Jack says. Joanna laughs, and relaxes into his arms. ''I can imagine.''

To her surprise, both Tkachuk brothers and their sister join them too. The group hang out, until Ellen Hughes sends them to bed. Joanna climbs into bed with Elias.

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Over the coming days, the group hang out as young people should. Quinn's family are super nice and welcoming. During breakfast on her fourth morning, she says to Jim and Ellen. ''Sorry for dropping in on you, Mr and Mrs Hughes, I've just missed Elias so much.'' Jim assures her. ''Don't apologize, dear, our door is always open to Quinn's friends. Quinn told us why you're here, I can't believe how insensitive your family have been.''

Ellen adds, backing her husband up. ''You and Elias live together, that sounds pretty permanent to me.'' Luke puts his plate in the dishwasher. ''I think they're jealous, Joanna, they all have normal spouses, you have a Canuck.''

Brady tips his juice glass to the youngest Hughes brother. ''Hear hear, Lukey.''

Joanna laughs, she finds that she rather likes Luke's honesty, reminds her of her younger sister. ''You'd get on so well with my little sister, Kate. She's seventeen, and does not hold back.''

Later that day, Elias and Quinn's new contracts arrive in the mail, and are signed before the group go down to the lake. Joanna has Taryn snap a picture of herself and Elias. Which goes onto her instagram.

@Joanna_Rose: Take this sinking ship, and point it home. We've still got time - Glen and Marketa. With my favourite person on Earth, I love you, Elias!

liked by: @_eliaspettersson, @_quinnhughes, @bboeser, and 250 others.

Replies:

@_eliaspettersson: Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice, you've made it now. My love, my light. I love you, Joanna.

@TessaKnight: Glad to see my bestie is happy with you, Elias! @NucksForever: Love looks good on you guys! @Canucks: Can't wait to have you guys home soon!

@bboeser: My two best friends, can't wait to see you two again.

@Elianna4Ever: Our beloveds! And the Once lyrics are everything, Glen and Marketa are iconic for that song.

@Joanna_Rose: Yeah, we watched Once ages ago, and Falling Slowly is just... the most impactful song I've heard in my life. Glad you stan us, because we certainly do.

@BelieveInBlue: Wait, Joanna is in Michigan with the boys?? Holy shit!

@Joanna_Rose: Yeah, had some family drama, and Elias is my safe space, so... here I am! The Hughes fam are awesome, the Tkachuks are chaotic, but that's fine.

The holiday is healing for her, after the fallout with her family, which will probably not be resolved this side of all star break, she savours this precious time off with the love of her life.

#hockey rpf #vancouver canucks #elias pettersson x oc

[elminx]

Energy Update: Full Moon 19° Aquarius 2022

This full moon, peaking tomorrow night on 8/11 is going to pack a punch. This is definitely the most energetic full moon of the season, if not of the year entirely.

Firstly let's break down why:

the Moon will be closely conjunct to retrograde Saturn in Aquarius and square to the lunar nodes and Uranus in Taurus

Saturn and Uranus are working their way towards their almost-exact square for the fourth time in this ongoing sequence

this is activating a fixed grand cross in the sky (Sun in Leo, South node in Scorpio, Moon and Saturn in Aquarius, and Uranus and the North Node in Taurus)

this is the exact midpoint between our eclipse cycles and will carry with it eclipse energy

Venus will also enter Leo on Thursday

additionally, Mars is going to sextile retrograde Neptune

These are just the aspects that will be going exact during the energy of the full moon. It's worth noting that Venus is still in opposition with retrograde Pluto (was exact on 8/09) and Mars is working towards an exact trine to Pluto on 8/14. That shows that every planet with the exception of Mercury is heavily activated during this lunar cycle.

That's a lot - there's no way around it.

We are coming to a crossroads in the events of our lives. Something about the Taurus-Scorpio-themed lunar story which began in November of 2021 is coming to a head as our Sun and Moon square off with the lunar nodes. This creates a very liminal time when doors open and close. The events that the lunar nodes bring into and out of our lives are beyond our control and can create a lot of anxiety - the best thing to remember during this time is that you choose what doors you walk through. Just because a door opens for you doesn't mean that you have to take it. Doors closing is another matter but one that we all must live with and learn to accept in one way or another.

The contradiction of fate and free will is omnipresent during events such as these. Certain things are fated to happen to you; it's what you do with these events that dictate the story of your life. Are you at the wheel of your own journey? Are you giving your power away? Do you work to create your reality or do your laissez-faire let it just happen to you? Answer these questions honestly and then consider if that is how you want to live.

Big Daddy Saturn wants you to be aware of the decisions that you are making (and the ones that you are not making). Saturn is the king of responsibility - he shows us where we need to buckle in and work for ourselves in our own lives. He is often greatly maligned but without Saturn, there would be no structure and without structure, nothing would ever get built. Saturn wants you to show up for the things that matter in your life - the things that will move you forward towards your true purpose and personal advancement. Sitting in the sign of Aquarius, he is interested in (re) building the structures of community to create a better future. That's actually quite beneficial if you think about it.

On the other hand, Uranus is the great destroyer - the lightning bolt that fells the mighty tower of "what was". Uranus can be seen to be the spark of life but is also radioactive. Uranus is pure inspiration, devoid of any grounding or reality checks.

Said in that way, you can see why these two planetary giants don't get along very well. They have been at war for almost a year and a half - both stuck in their fixed sign ways. I have been calling this the Irresistible Force Paradox - Saturn is the immovable object and Uranus is the Unstoppable Force.

This event ties in closely with the contradiction of fate and free will of the lunar nodes and it is not by accident that Uranus and the North Node (the node of forward-facing fate) are conjunct in the earthy fixed sign of Taurus. So much has to change environmentally - I don't think that there is one of us paying attention who does not realize now that humans are irrevocably altering the nature of our planet. Uranus in Taurus, aided by the North Node, is the floods, the fires, the hurricanes - all of these bigger-than-life events that are hinting to us tiny humans that we have gone too far - that we have to change something fast before it is too late.

I reference the greater macrocosm of these events because as above, so below - we are seeing this unfold within the microcosm of our own lives. Something that has been stuck - something that has been duct-taped together for too long or held together by lies and falsehoods - is going to start moving. Stay aware of the earthquakes and tsunamis of your own life because it is a message from the universe letting you know that something isn't right.

If "change before you have to" was the theme of 2021, here, a year later, we're deep into the "have to". This full moon will almost inevitably highlight what you have been holding on to for too long. When it does, listen.

This will be personal, there's no way around it. Both of our relationship signs (Venus and Mars) are in aspect to the planet of death and transformation, Pluto. Stagnancy in relationships may be especially anathema during this time. If your Others are demanding freedom during these days, let them be free. Otherwise, they might run and never come back.

I say this with all of the love in my heart: if this happens, let them.

This is the hardest lesson that we as humans have to learn - to let people leave our lives with grace and understanding. Everybody is on their own path and sometimes we get to walk side by side with another human for a while. This is the greatest blessing and we shouldn't let that become a curse where we hold onto that other as if our lives depend on it. When you stifle the growth of an/Other, you stifle your own growth.

In this way, Uranus in Taurus highlights that codependencies are not healthy structures. In this one way, Saturn in Aquarius and Uranus in Taurus agree - it is to your own self that you must be the most dedicated. It is only when you are most loyal to yourself that you can truly be loyal to an/Other. And it is only when your Others are most loyal to themselves that they can be loyal to you.

These cycles have been demanding that we all step from a place of codependence (or, for some, toxic independence) into a space of interdependence. Where we have such good boundaries between ourselves and the group (Saturn in Aquarius) that we can show up and support the collective while still working on our own goals.

In its immature stage, the Sun in Leo gets lost in the inevitable ego story of all of this and is VERY against the idea of letting others do their own thing. An immature Leo sun type wants to strut around roaring "it's good to be the king" without taking any responsibility for the greater pride at large. But if we've matured through the rough lessons of the last two and a half years, we can be something else - we can enter the mature Leo energy that this grand cross brings up. We can take on the responsibility of being an elder, of having done the work, and we can step up to watch out for the tribe - to protect those that need protection - to watch for the dangers that inevitably arise - to care for the young and the sick.

Leo is the sign of the king of kings - it is the sign in which we all become the ruler of our own lives. (We all have Leo somewhere in our charts by planet or house placement) The question always is: will you be a benevolent ruler or will you be a tyrant?

The choice, in the end, is yours alone.

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[teeful-corner]

"Serving: Side Order"

CHATPER 2 | " Bay "

[O.Sci.L] " The others had been nothing short but failures, we need a new body. Find me a fresh one, a healthy one this time; make sure they can withstand the trails that will come ahead of them and don't fail me this time. "

[O.Sci.3] " Yes, sir. "

[O.Sci.L] " You don't know how much time we have. We need to prefect this. "

[O.Sci.3] " Understood. We'll acquire all the materials that you need. "

2 YEARS PRIOR, there was no need to consume yourself in harrow or alarm; with a vibrant city, colorful personalities, and joyous vibrations that echoed throughout everyone, there was no room sorrow. The sound of laughter rang in the air like a melody, chatter scattered throughout the streets, and friends played as though there would be no tomorrow. Competitions sprung in light-hearted manners as the jellyfish manning at the Deca Tower had no room for a lunch break with the constant rotation of Inklings and, the new, Octolings. Everything was right where it needed to be, it needed to change or forceful "fixing".

" They're heading in to the base, left field. "  Spoke an Octoling in a low voice, motioning towards left of the turf field, being stationed with a E-Liter at a eagle-eye advantage point. In a matter of seconds, the target had been disposed of by a teammate of theirs; who showed no remorse by beaming from pointed ear to the next, loving the feeling he gets from being in the middle of a turf war. After a while of uptight battles and competitions, he's finally been able to learn to let loose and enjoy battling a lot more. Though the team, as a whole, has not learned such a motive; being more so true with their leader—who has gotten better, yet still held a more than competitive nature. 

With a cackle, said Leader slid out of the opposing team's firing range allowing their younger Brother to jump out of the ink behind the team, landing the final blows to their back; effectively getting a "Wipe Out" on the opposing team. A silent cheer was shared between the Turf Team as they reclaimed as much land as possible; their feet never touching the enemy ink as all that was purple was covered with yellow. They paid no mind to the respawning team, who tried to rush forward yet had been quickly stopped by the blow of a whistle, dictating that the match was over and the score will be tallied to announce the winners.

Though every Octoling and Inkling standing on that field already knew who had won.

" Sorry, not sorry. " Sniggered the Leader, piercing the opponent's team leader with a glare. It was one of mockery, one that simply had disrespect written all over it. The Leader rolled their neck, cracking a few bones as they stretched up, " But this match is ours. Don't worry though, you and your 'teammates' were good enough practice for us! " The Octoling weaponized with an E-Liter walked over from their spot, just in time to hear the rambling of their Leader to the opposing team.

They couldn't help but glance to the side, shaking their head slightly; This is how it always seemed to go after a turf war match, epically ones that their team has clearly won. " Alright, that's enough.. " Noticing the rage stirring in the opponents, flaring up and spilling out as though flood gates were about to crack open against the pressure of an overflowing river. The Leader turned to one of their most trusted teammates, wrinkling their nose a little as their hands where placed on their hips. With a cock of an eyebrow up from the Octoling, the Leader scoffed a little.

They waved off the Octoling and the other team, dismissively, " Alright, alright! Just saying, this defeat is going to be more than crushing for them! " And with that, the Leader began to walk back towards their base; the Inkling using a Clashblaster, and their little Brother following in tow so the match could end. The Octoling glanced back over at opposing team, giving them a small wave before following after the rest of their team; yet the Octoling could tell that their attempt of pleasantries was not going to accepted in the way they had hoped—thanks to the Leader.

Judd and lil' Judd were quick to announce the winners of the turf war, the resulting being pulled up for both teams to see as soon as they got back to the Deca Tower. To no one's suprise, the opposing team had lost the Turf War match: 94.3% to 5.7%. It was blowing defeat to the other team's self-esteem while the winners celebrate their win rather loudly; the Leader crossed their arms and beamed, as their little Brother and the Clashblaster user started talking about a victory feast for their 27th win in a row against randoms in Turf War.

" I think we can go to that new café that just opened next to the Deca Tower! " Beamed the little Brother, causing the Clashblaster to shake his head; not agreeing with the more downscaled dining option for their feast. The Leader listened as the Clastblaster exclaimed how they should instead go to the Crust Bucker instead! This cause a scrunch of the nose by the younger Brother, yet before he could protest the Octoling stepped forward.

They were swift in doing so, " Hey, I'm going to sit this one out. I have to catch the next train to Splatsville; I need to help a friend move into their apartment. " The Octoling pointed their thumb towards the exist of the Deca Tower, hoping their team didn't mind their last-minute ditch of plans; after all, it's not like they purposefully made these plans to ditch any dinner plans with their team.

The younger Brother nodded, giving the Octoling a softer smile, remembering that the they had shared their plans with the team earlier in the day. " Have safe trip, Bay! We'll save you some of your favorites for when you get back! " The Clashblaster nodded, giving Bay a thumbs up and a toothy grin.

" Don't hurt yourself! " The Leader stated as their arms fell to their side and a joking glint was catch in their eyes. " The torment is only a few weeks away, we can't have our main-man not on the field with us. " Bay shook their head in response to their teammates responses, yet offered them a small smile. They waved the team off as they began to leave Deca Tower, knowing that the younger Brother and Clashblaster user were going to go back to their small tussle; slowly driving the Leader insane to the point where they make the final decision of going to the Crust Bucket. This always seemed to happen, though Bay always tries to make it up to the younger Brother by eating breakfast with him before matches.

" Hey, has anyone heard from Bay? " The younger Brother spoke up, walking over to the rest of the team with a drink in hand; he had been able to get his usual smoothie from the small café near the Deca Tower per usual, though had the strangest feeling about Bay that morning while waiting in the line. Maybe it was just him missing the E-Liter main, as they were always like an older sibling to him; yet for some reason, his brain was rather quick to dismiss that option of reason.

The Leader and Clashblaster main both turned to the younger Brother, a slight confusion shared between them as a single thought was shared. " I thought Bay was keeping communications with you. " The Leader quizzed, pointing at the younger Brother with a cock of his eyebrow. Though his questioning look was met with a simple shake from the younger Brother, as he had not heard a word from bay since the day they had left.

" I thought they were keeping in touch with you. " Gesturing towards the Leader, the Younger Brother frowned their eyebrows as concern began to dawn into their face. The Leader promptly shook their head in return, denying their younger Brother's assumption. They haven't heard anything from Bay either. 

The Clashblaster glanced between the two, " Well Bay defiantly wouldn't have contacted me!… I don't even know if they have my number. " He smiled a little, trying to bring some humor back into the group. Yet the Leader nor the younger Brother seemed to be amused with his comment; a comment in which usually would have gained the chuckle of the younger Brother or Bay. So he hushed for a moment, allowing the leader and younger Brother their moment to think about what Bay could be up to, and why they haven't contacted the group at all. 

They weren't leaving, the two knew that one for sure; They would have just outright told the rest of the group that instead of ghosting them. They were a direct person when it came to important matters, especially those that would have a grave impact on the stability of the team. This allowed any personal issues between a teammate and Bay or Bay quitting to be crossed out of the reason pool. The leader kept their eyes on their younger Brother, who was glancing off to the side with an anxious look as he knew this was not like Bay; leaving without a notice and disappearing off the face of the planet. 

" Maybe they got arrested!- " Started the Clashblaster again, but he was quickly hushed by an Off-The-Hook announcement; their original broadcasting had been playing in the background of the team's chatter for quite some time now, yet the team had ignored it up till this moment.

" A few days ago, an Inkopolis Square residence going by the name of 'Bay' has gone missing. " Marina, the second idol of Off-The-Hook, announced; a look of horror slowly swallowing her face as Pearl, who was sat in a beanbag chair next to Marina, stared at Marina with wide eyes; not expecting that their 'extra news segment' would be about reporting a missing Octoling. " Bay is a young Octoling, around the age of 18. She was hearing a white, rain-coat like coat paired with black leggings and white sneakers when she went missing. Bay's family claims that Bay was taking a train to Splatsville the day they disappeared; Camera footage from the Inkopolis Square Train Station shows footage of Bay boarding their train, yet eye witness states that they never saw them enter the train or get off at their supposed stop. If you have any information about Bay or their whereabouts, please report all information to the police at your convivence. Bay's family and friends hope to have them return back home safe and sound. "

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[thessalian]

Thess vs a Reprieve

So, yesterday, three doctors came in and yeeted a little over 80 bits of typing into the queue. Cue five fucking hours of overtime to get it to about 180, with the knowledge that I was going to have to do more, and terrified that someone would come in today and put yet more bullshit into the queue.

Logged in at about 2:30pm and...

Wait.

No one came in today?

At all?

The queue is right where I left it?

I can actually make a dent in this bullshit properly?

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!

So I did three hours and got it down to about 140. Mostly because it was the medium-length-ish stuff left and some of it was ... well, sometimes the doctors are stupid. Or just rushed and working with bad equipment so the mistakes they end up making are a little ridiculous. Like, the three emails I had to send today were:

Hi; you left a whole set of measurements and a block key out of this one, on two separate pots.

Hi; you're not stepping on the foot pedal that lets you record hard enough and lost just one measurement.

Hi; you kind of stopped dictating mid-report. Not even mid-sentence. So I think your foot pedal went to hell.

And then of course I had to tell them all to refer their additions to Scruffman or Temp because I don't work Mondays. Especially not after I have pulled a grand total of seventeen and a half hours of overtime over the course of the week, including giving up most of my weekend.

Also if Temp or New Girl have a problem with me leaving the long-ass monstrosities from Friday for them to handle tomorrow ... well, that's the shit they pull on me four days a week, and I gave up the majority of my weekend because they dawdle so they can fucking cope.

Now I can just ... you know, chill. Have a hot bath, soak out the aches, maybe eat a thing. I'm strongly considering a takeaway. I know I'll have to watch the map and hobble down the stairs because the intercom thing that lets me buzz people in still doesn't work, but the concept of boiling potatoes and roasting a chicken leg just has zero appeal to me right now. Besides, I should probably draw up a sewer map. Just in case my D&D group gets to that today. Though that's unlikely, particularly given that my bestie's having Life Issues and is going to be doing needful shit so can't make it. And of course next session is New Year's Eve, so we're missing at least two people - but at least I have a good excuse for one of them being gone, so that's something.

If anyone wonders why this one campaign has lasted for several years, this is why - so many stalling sessions as people end up missing sessions. Plus their absolute love of really experiencing the setting. Which is nice because I did work hard on it.

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