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ironsleep · 1 year
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I think I'm gonna buy a 3b2b mobile home....
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stop-talking · 9 days
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How do you think jhutch characters would handle a baby?
I'm not quite sure if you're asking "what would they do if you handed them a baby" or "what would they do if you told them you're pregnant" but I'm gonna assume you meant the latter. (feel free to send another request if I got it wrong)
Ranking Jhutch characters from worst to best fathers:
Billy
☆ Would play dumb when you hand him the pregnancy test.
☆ "What's this? Oh, you're pregnant? Can't be mine. My pull-out game is too strong." (literally has NO pull-out game, refuses to use condoms because he "can't feel" with them on)
☆ Basically ghosts you until the paternity test proves it's his. Then he actually ghosts you.
☆ Drops off the face of the fucking Earth for years. Doesn't pay a dime in child support.
☆ Maybe he comes back like 3 years later drunk and demanding to see "his" kid idk. Literally the worst.
Derek
☆ Honestly I headcannon he had a vasectomy at like 24-25.
☆ His mom hit him up once she heard about his prostitute scandals and chewed him out. Gave him "the talk" even though he's a grown ass man... finally got him to get snipped when she brought up the possibility of paying income-based child support for 18 years.
☆ Assuming he doesn't have one, though...
☆ He'd initially be mad and blame you. "I thought you were on the pill!!"
☆ Then he'd be like "Is it too late to... you know... get rid of it?" (and kind of dance around the subject because he's too much of a wimp to just say the word abortion)
☆ Wallace and his mom would both force him to get his shit together and apologize. Eventually he'd come to terms with the fact he's gonna be a dad.
☆ He'd be the kind of bastard to throw an over-the-top gender reveal party. The kind that burns down half of California or pollutes a major water channel.
☆ I think he'd be a really good girl dad. He'd let her paint his nails and stuff. Spoil her. <3
☆ He would treat a son completely differently. Teach him to "be a man" or whatever when he's still learning to walk. Force him into random ass sports.
☆ He'd have them mostly taken care of by a nanny. That's probably how he was raised, anyways. Derek Danforth is NOT changing a diaper.
Futturman
☆ Whether we're talking pre-show or post-show, he'd freak the fuck out if you handed him a positive pregnancy test. I'm talking full-on pass out.
☆ Pre-show Josh would be like "Babe we can NOT afford a baby I literally live at home with my parents and work as a janitor."
☆ His parents would be so crazy supportive though. They've been hinting that they want grandkids for YEARS.
☆ They literally clear out a room IMMIDEATELY after hearing the news and offer it to you to use as a nursery.
☆ His mom buys you more baby clothes than you could possibly need. His dad builds a crib from scratch.
☆ Overall Josh is stressed asf but he does his best to be there for you, and his parents are OVERWHELMIGLY supportive.
☆ Post-show Josh, on the other hand, doesn't have that support. But he's survived unspeakable horrors across multiple dimensions, how hard could a baby be?
☆ Extremely hard, apparently. One day he just loses it and makes a huge decision without asking you.
☆ "Josh WTF happened to our savings??"
☆ "TRUST ME BABE we need to invest in Apple!!"
☆ You're pissed but it pays off in a few years and you're both able to live comfortably.
☆ Then in 2015-ish he did the same thing again, pouring all your savings into bitcoin. This time you SWEAR you're going to leave him, but it all pays out in the end. He gets your kid through college with that money.
☆ Overall he's a really good father, too. He had great parents, and even if he's not experienced with kids, he's naturally a very caring and attentive person.
Mike
☆ Cries when he sees the pregnancy test. He's not even sure if it's happy or sad tears.
☆ Gets sick to his stomach overthinking about how he's going to be a terrible father. His dad walked out on him, so he has literally no idea how to act.
☆ Abby, on the other hand, is absolutely delighted. She's always wanted a "little sister". Mike has to remind her that technically it's her niece. Or nephew. There's no guarantee on the gender yet.
☆ Eventually he comes to terms with it all. He's taken care of Abby for ten years, he isn't completely clueless.
☆ Takes you to all of your Dr.'s appointments, checkups, etc. Holds your hand. Makes all of your weird pregnancy cravings and doesn't judge.
☆ After the birth, he lets you rest. Nearly works himself to death trying to take care of the baby all on his own because he wants you to recover.
☆ I'm talking getting up bleary-eyed at 2am every night to microwave some formula and feed the baby. After working a 10 hour shift.
☆ Pulls the "I have a baby on the way" card at work in an attempt to get a raise. It works, thankfully. (In the novel version of the movie; it says he gets a job as a contractor at the end. So hopefully he can afford a kid...)
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[Remember: these are just MY headcannons. If you think differently that's fine. I didn't include Clapton because he's literally in highschool... and we all know Peeta is an amazing father.]
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alagaesia-headcanons · 5 months
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I've Had A Thought. I was thinking about the scene where Eragon is reminiscing over Brom's message to him as his father, and how Eragon is confounded and troubled that he in no way mentioned Murtagh. I found it a little sad that, for whatever reason, Brom decided Murtagh didn't bear mentioning. Then it crossed my mind to consider the possibility that Brom didn't know about Murtagh at all.
As it turns out, Eragon actually does think about it in that scene- he says, "He must have known about Murtagh. He couldn't not have." And admittedly I don't think this is the most likely scenario or that it's now my personal interpretation of canon, but the idea really has captivated me. Because it actually does fit within the facts! (the new book notwithstanding)
Brom was a gardener at Morzan's estate for three years, and while it's probably more likely that he learned about Murtagh in that time, I think it's certainly feasible for him to never know. Morzan was very determined to keep him hidden and took a lot of precautions to ensure just that. Oromis said Morzan forced all his servants to swear fealty and Brom found a flaw in his wards to infiltrate, and possibly he was able to do so because a job as a gardener didn't require such strict oaths because it wasn't in proximity to Murtagh.
Again, it may not be the most likely, but I can absolutely believe Selena might not have told him either. She also would have been aware of the serious danger Murtagh was in and would've wanted him to stay hidden. Even after Brom told her who he was and she started working with the Varden, she might have kept it secret. For one, Brom's hatred of Morzan is described as extreme and all consuming, and that it never waned with time. Even if she came to believe that Brom wouldn't harm Murtagh, she might not have trusted he could look at him kindly. And of course, telling him about her child with Morzan also risked damaging their relationship considering that they were lovers. Then there's the possibility that Selena did build all this necessary trust to tell Brom about Murtagh if he wasn't aware of him already, but it was too late for her to discuss it with him before she died. So I think it is conceivable that Brom actually never knew about Murtagh's existence.
Where this concept really shines is in an AU where Brom survives after Murtagh saves them from the Ra'zac. I've always liked these, and I sometimes toy with my own, but there's so many ways Brom could react and I've never been able to settle on one well enough to get invested in it. But I find this SUCH a fascinating take on it (especially if you wave off the detail that Murtagh's voice sounds ~exactly like~ Morzan's, which I tend to do). Brom recovers and meets their rescuer, and he has no idea he's looking at Morzan and Selena's son. Murtagh seems terribly familiar, but Brom has been relentlessly haunted by his past for so long now that he doesn't put much stock in the perceived similarities. Meanwhile, Murtagh realizes that Brom truly does not know that he's the son of the man he murdered, a precarious but welcome relief. Because he doesn't know- up until Murtagh's confession in the valley.
Brom is stunned by disbelief. It can't be true, Morzan had no children, because surely he would know, surely-! But another thought dawns on him, drowning out the memories of Morzan, because who could have been the mother of his child other than his wife: Selena? And Murtagh is looking at him with fear, fear that he'll turn on him because he shares the blood of the man Brom hated most. It's heart wrenching, because even as part of his mind tells him that maybe he should scorn him, Brom is looking at this man who single handedly saved him from the brink of death and saved Eragon and Saphira from far worse at the hands of Galbatorix, and who has given them extraordinary devotion ever since.
In his core, he accepts the truth of Murtagh's claim as he explains his past and recounts the story of his parents exactly how Brom knows it to be. The paradigm shift sends him reeling. Murtagh believes Brom is affected only because of his past with Morzan; he has no way of knowing what he felt for Selena. He still glances at him nervously, especially as he admits that he briefly intended to serve Galbatorix, yet then there's also a spark of trust and gratitude- maybe even hope- in his eyes when Brom doesn't rescind the way he vouched for him when they were stopped inside the gates. How could he? Murtagh has accomplished one thing neither Morzan nor Selena ever did: escape.
Despite everything, his aching heart feels something fiercely like pride. He would not dare ruin that for him.
Then to further prove the truth, like the world is laughing at his years of ignorance, Ajihad recognizes him, because after Murtagh was brought to Uru'baen, the Varden's spies informed him of Morzan's son. But of course, that was after Brom cut himself off and started living in Carvahall, so he never learned of that discovery. "Morzan's son" is said over and over, but in Brom's mind, that idea is far eclipsed by Selena's son. He's hurt and ashamed to realize he never knew something so significant about the woman he loved. And he feels guilty that Murtagh struggled for so long in Uru'baen because no one was there to save him when he was left helplessly alone. Brom must have been so close to him when he arrived right after Selena's death, but he just didn't know.
Brom is utterly at a loss. How can he process Murtagh- the child of Selena and Morzan, Eragon's half brother, and in a certain sense, his own stepson? What can he do now? He was already so terrified of telling Eragon the truth of being his father, and now he has another staggering revelation to inflict on Eragon and Murtagh both. The prospect feels terrifyingly impossible, but keeping his secrets has grown even more painful. Watching how easily and how well Eragon and Murtagh get along is now bitterly ironic. Even without knowing it, Murtagh is a great older brother, waiting vigilantly near his side after the battle. The injury Durza inflicted scared Brom in a way he can't put into words; he simply could not bear to lose Eragon. How could he risk that happening without telling Eragon how much he loves him and values him as his son? But telling him truth could be the quickest way to lose him. And now, with Murtagh, he has more to lose than he ever realized.
-And because Murtagh deserves it, I like all these changes resulting in the Twins never getting the chance to kidnap him, and so Brom has to figure out how to make the three of them into a family <3
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jkrockin · 9 months
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Wait what guy who hadn't read Atlas Shrugged?
I was pretty sure I'd told this story here, but a cursory search suggests that I have not. Okay let's gooooo
Many moons ago, I worked in an emergency services call centre. I worked nights- I could get regular shifts, it paid well, and I am a huge freak, just like everyone else who works nights in a call centre. It is a lifestyle that attracts freaks. Some of my coworkers weren't full-time creatures of the night, but students or whoever who picked up occasional nights for the extra money, and one of them was Libertarian Shithead, who we'll call LS for short.
LS was a twentysomething white dude who wore a lot of name brand surfwear and designer sunglasses. I assume his parents were rich. LS loved nothing better than recreational arguing. Unfortunately, he wasn't very good at it; he had some of the most dogshit opinions I've ever encountered in the wild, and was terrible at defending them. He'd say some crap about how Gattaca-type eugenics is Fine, Actually, because if you let people make designer babies, the ~*Free Market will decide what traits are desirable! Racism and colourism and ableism and sexism and intersexism won't affect those choices at all! And I'd get mad, because I have principles to speak of, and we'd get into it, and WITHOUT FAIL, we'd get maybe halfway into an actual discussion about whatever horseshit garbage he was on tonight, and the second he thought he was losing, he'd say "oh, well. I'm an ~*Objectivist, so you can't really understand my perspective unless you've read Ayn Rand." Then he'd sigh, and change the subject.
At the time I had not read any Ayn Rand. Being fundamentally powered by spite, I withstood maybe three weeks of this shit before I pirated an epub of Atlas Shrugged, put it on my e-reader, and proceeded to slam through it at supersonic speed so I could finally get to finish an argument with this terrible boy.
Anon, I fucking hated Atlas Shrugged. The book is bad. It's way too long, every single character is an unbelievable douche, the prose sucks. Ayn Rand wants to fuck a train so so so badly, but the prose is so turgid I couldn't even get invested in how much she wants to fuck a train. And the core of the matter, the politics I was there to understand, are, y'know. Objectivist. Eye-bleedingly selfish and capitalistic, expressed in amazingly childish and blinkered terms. Even the bits where it seems like the shithead capitalist dudes want to fuck each other are too mired in the scunge of Rand's terrible views to be enjoyable.
But I read the fucking thing! I powered through it with only quite minimal complaining! I finished the book on the train to work, and when I saw that LS was on that night, I plonked myself in a seat by him, and metaphorically cracked my knuckles, ready to fuckin' party. In a perfect world, I would have been cool enough to have waited for the perfect mid-argument moment to drop, but I didn't. I think I lasted exactly until we were both off a call at the same time, and then leaned in as close as the desk dividers would let me, and said "So I finished Atlas Shrugged. I have some thoughts."
I cannot overstate how quickly it became obvious that LS had not read the book. For a hot second I thought maybe it had just been a while and the fine details had escaped him, but no; he didn't know who half the characters were, or key points of the plot, or even know any of the stuff in the John Galt speech, i.e. the big juggernaut of Here's How Objectivism Works near the end of the book about Objectivism that this fucking guy hypothetically based his Objectivist views on. It took me maybe five minutes, in between calls, to realise this, and another five for him to admit he hadn't actually read any Ayn Rand. He'd read her Wikipedia page.
ANYWAY I didn't speak to him for like a month after that, and I don't think either of us lost out there!
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ruuhkaaika · 5 months
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okay i finished "my life with the walter boys" and i'm gonna type my thoughts and then i promise i will never talk about it again woah that was terrible
some positive things first
i loved hayley's and tara's friendship almost one of the only stable and balanced friendships i have ever seen on media
hayley and will communicating was beautiful i love complicated relationships that get fixed through communication woo
katherine and george PLEASE adopt me i know your money situation is bad but please i love you guys best parents on media i love them omg
nathan and danny on top love you guys i love a fellow theater kid
erin ily please run away
kiley ily please run away
our dear mc jackie HAS ambitions wooo!!!
jackie was okay i like that she stood up for herself
and the way she told off cole "drinking doesn't give you a free pass to be an ass" (??) PREACH! AMEN!
alex's freckles are my downfall
now... things that pissed me off/don't make sense/just wtf
why on earth were people calling jackie "orphan annie" like i love mean girls yes be mean but c'mon no one can be that insensitive
love triangles piss me off
they were all insufferable
cole "i don't want to hurt my brothers feelings" walter, proceeds to flirt with jackie and give her the doe eyes.. you're not that cool to get away with everything STOP
girl code olivia.. girl code!! erin should have taken more time to forgive her
jackie's talking to parker about being her older sister then proceeds to kiss two brothers... DO YOU SEE THE PROBLEM
and jackie wth girlie i want to like you but wth are you doiiing
why is cheating so normalized in straight media are you guys okay
oh and of course i love gay people as much as the next guy but skylar and nathan shouldn't have ended up together... no chemistry me thinks
talking about no chemistry none of the main cast have any chemistry
these guys have no sense of family or i don't know maybe it's normal for two brothers to hate each other i don't know!! i get things being complicated but c'moon.. and they kinda fixed their relationship ONLY TO RUIN IT AGAIN (i mean not yet ig that's for season 2)
why on earth did you take so long to give her that goddamn teacup
i'm not entirely sure why i watched this... but i did. now that i'm invested of course i need season 2... but omg it was terrible
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dilf-whore · 2 years
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my kind of girl (part 3)
previous || next
pairing: billy hargrove x f!reader
genre: friends to lovers! , fluff, mentions of neil
summary: you grow closer and closer with the redhead you tutor... and maybe with her stepbrother too
A/N: here’s hope y’all enjoy this and hopefully make you guys forget shit in vol 2 even for a few minutes 💀. let me know if you wanna be added to the taglist. send requests too! ❤️‍🔥
requested: no
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You sit down in Billy’s car, which had a strong and musky scent inside. You pull on the seatbelt beside you and buckle yourself. Fear circulates through your body knowing how terribly fast Billy drives, holding on for dear life - you wait for him to start the car. The engine starts with a loud roar causing you to jump a little. Billy sees your reaction, a sheepish smile forming on his face. The car starts moving and to your surprise, it was moving in a safe speed. You sigh in relief and look at Billy, “Guess you didn’t feel like blasting us to the future”
Billy chuckles at your statement, his eyes tracing on your figure and up to your face, meeting your eyes that were well illuminated by the moonlight. “For safety, don’t wanna scratch your pretty face” You bit your lip and stopped yourself from being flustered, you’re lucky it was dark enough to hide your red cheeks. “I-I uhm live in Maple street, I’ll guide you when we get there” you stutter.
You arrive at maple street, after a good 15 minutes. “Turn right here then, go straight” you instruct. Billy turns the steering wheel and do as he was told.
“anddd here” You say, pointing at the two house beside you. Billy notices the porch light isn’t on, “Anyone home with you?” Your home was pretty dark.
“No, my parents are out of town for a week”
He nods his head in response, he steps out of the car and go his way to the passenger’s door - opening it for you. “Uh thanks” You head out, the cold breeze giving you goosebumps. You look at Billy making his way towards the driver’s seat “Hey Billy, you wanna stay over for a while? I have some beer”
“Thought you’d never ask”
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Billy’s clothes would’ve been discarded right now - well if it was just some regular night, but tonight was different. Really different. For the first time in his life, he’s actually getting to know someone and talk about himself. He wasn’t sure what it was with you, but as soon as you started talking about your life with him - he just suddenly went with the flow and share as well.
You’re both sitting on the sofa a bottle of beer on one hand. You can’t point out what is was that made you open up to Hawkin’s bad boy in front of you - let alone allow him into your house. Maybe because you needed some company or maybe it was the way he looked at you when you speak, he was listening and invested into whatever you’re saying.
“You know, I always wanted to get closer with Max. I-I just can’t”
“What do you mean you can’t?”
Billy lifts his legs up and do an indian sit, now more comfortable. He looks down on his bottle - circling his thumb around its mouth. “I don’t know how to approach her properly. I mean, we’re literally on each other’s throats”
“I understand, it’s both very hard for you. Even if you’ve been together for quite a long time now, you’re each other’s outlet for anger and pain”
You rest your hand on his shoulder, “You don’t have to immediately talk to her and fix your relationship. Take it one step at a time - like, driving slowly” Billy smiles at the driving part, he realized how much he needed this kind of conversation with no flirting or whatsoever.
“Try talking to her more patiently too. Make the first move” you add.
You and Billy continue your conversation. From hobbies and pet peeves, to Billy talking about his problems with his father and also your financial struggles (which is why you decided to do tutoring). Billy showed a different side of him to you, he already trusts you the moment he saw you give your heart out when it comes to teaching Max. He likes the feeling of being able to express the feelings he’s been burying deep inside.
Billy finishes his beer, he collects all the bottles you both consumed and help you clean up. He settles them on the counter and grabs the small damp rug beside the sink. He goes back to the living room and wipe the droplets from the beers off your coffee table. “Thank you Billy, you didn’t have to do that you know”
“It’s alright, I insist”
He heads his way towards the door, “I better get going now, Max is alone at home”
“Yup sure, thank you for tonight. I really appreciate it”
He gets his car keys in his back pocket as he goes to his car. You lean on to your doorframe watching him, “Oh and Hargrove! if you need someone to talk to, I’m here okay?”
“I’ll keep that in mind, same here Y/L/N”
“Max and I will pick you up tomorrow” he adds, waving you goodbye.
“Okay goodbye. Please drive safely!”
He gives a thumbs up as he drives off, making you giggle. You close and lock your door. You’re still trying to process the whole thing, you didn’t even notice that you’re smiling like crazy. Leaning your head on the door, you close your eyes and wait for the butterflies you feel to go away.
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asingleietsist · 7 months
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I get some people raise an eyebrow on how you write Bowser in this au but can I just say hes gotta be one of my favorite Bowsers out there!! ❤
Like no shade to other Bowsers but he's such an interesting and complex character to me I want to learn more about him in this au!
Like it's strange & interesting to me how he can neglect to raise his own imperfect creations yet be willing to take in other imperfect & abandoned koopalings, It makes me wonder about whether it was him being naive to parenthood in his younger years as well as seeing his own imperfections in them.
I actually like him doing poorly at being a parent the first time around but doing great with most of the next set of kids since these things do happen in life and it makes me want to know more about his relationships with not only his kids but their relationships with each other and how it effects everyone, like I'm curious about Bowser's mindset and what he regrets in his life and if he ever considers trying to mend broken family relationships with his older kids, I'm also very curious about how Luigi handles this info and if he calls him out on some things later on when he kinda has the right to do so as a queen and step parent
Im a huge fan but also super shy so sorry for this being anon but your story leaves me with questions and cravings for more it's so good and not just black & white keep up the great work!❤
After reading all of this, thank you 💚
I don't dislike other Bowser interpretations (heck I envy how simple or even more complex others make his character). However thank you!
I've also shared a few times that just because I've written a morally grey or black character, doesn't mean they're terrible overall or stay that way. It gets frustrating having to explain this over and over again especially when the version in my au gets compared to someone's personal version of him or another au. I have nothing against either.
Anygays, what a rant- moving on 😭
I'll reveal more on the Koopa Kids in the next post and I'm excited to share more of their personalities. 🎉 Surprise 🎉 they were the ones the new animatic is going to be about. It'll flesh out their lives a bit more.
As for Luigi's response, there's a comic planned for the confrontation so I won't spoil much outside of that. Just know it gets pretty messy.
Also for anyone doing the math, yes, Bowser wanted an heir at the age of 16, he was royalty AND the only other large koopa species. Kamek is a nice father figure, but he wanted company he could tend to. He was also naive in thinking about how fatherhood worked and Kamek spoiled him, so no wasn't really an answer he would take.
I genuinely found canon Bowser's treatment of different types of the younger koopalings over the years interesting. He praises Junior a lot and most of the others are an after thought (just like how Nintendo treats them...)
I know 10 is a lot of children for him (I've been told this before), but he's 34 almost 35 in my au. He has most definitely will and has fucked up whether it be with his children or his relationships with others.
It's good to know that there are people invested in the au though and don't worry about being anon 😌 I appreciate the support n luv ♥️
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Here are these two goofs eating spaghetti. 🧡
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stalkedbytrains · 2 months
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Dead Letters, Missing Wife
First Letter
Dead Letter #2 The Vows of Children
Luckily, you hadn't moved at all since you moved into this house. Your parents moved out to the suburbs back when you were small, right before you met Siobhan actually.
That means that going to the pond is an easy affair. It is not far at all, but for an adventurous six year old it felt like miles away.
You're still amazing that your parents left you alone unsupervised for so long as a child. So many things could have happened to you, and a lot of them were not good.
The pond has largely remained the same over the years, but it feels smaller now that you are older. The water is high this year because it's been a wet summer. You find a nice fallen tree to sit on, not something super big but big enough to support your weight and something close to the edge of the water.
A loud croak interrupts the silence of the space, loud enough to be super close and big enough to only come from a large and ancient toad or frog (you can never tell the difference).
You sit and marvel at the scene around you, even if it is ruined a little by the proximity to a major roadway.
After you fail to push away the nervousness of the burning letter in your bag, sent to you from your wife from who knows where, you reach in and bring out the heavy piece of paper.
There's something about this letter that is different than the first.
This one feels like the precipice, the threshold you must cross to solve the mystery, to find Siobhan.
For a moment the doubt swell inside of you, threatening to take you over and turn you back, to turn you home.
However, you have never been afraid of the unknown.
Well, maybe that wasn't entirely true since you seek out answers before you invest in anything.
Then you see Siobhan in your mind. The girl that you loved and the hazy thoughts that defined her.
You have to know, you have to see this through.
You break the seal of the letter and you can almost feel the subtle changes that happen in response. The world has changed slightly, and you change with it.
"My love,
There's an expression I heard once that I can't help but think upon as you go through this journey: look to the mouths of babes if you seek the truth.
I think there is some truth to that even if the religious aspects and the concepts that these distant gods hope to impose upon you is not something to lionize. With the words you said to me on the banks of the pond will always stick with me.
You told me that you would always be there for me.
You said that you would always love me, no matter what I wore or who I was.
You vowed to always help me with my homework. Even if I started hanging out with Clair more than you.
That last part always made me laugh. You were always so concerned and jealous that I might want to be friends with Clair more than you.
I can promise you that was never an option. She always seemed very aloof and like she was better than you and me. And I remember the time she threw your toy over the fence during recess. I got in a lot of trouble for getting it back for you, but it was worth it.
Like so many of the things I do for you.
I hope that you remember what I vowed to you. Because I still stand by it. If you asked of me the world I would give it to you. If you wanted me to give up all that I am supposed to be, it would be the easiest choice in the universe.
If you wish for me to keep on this mask and this veil that you know as me, then I would be happy.
Your eternal love,
Siobhan"
You read the letter once. Twice.
Again.
The words have a weight.
There's a shadow that this letter casts that extends back in time.
You don't know what your memories of Siobhan are. Are they rose colored? Good natured and child-like? Did you accidentally gloss over the bad things and the terrible events that a child didn't want to hold on to, keeping only the good? Or did you latch on to someone that you knew was interesting and different and strange and possibly dangerous because she was all of those things and your life was not?
There's something here that you can't quite figure out.
Despite the last lingering warmth of autumn and the sun shining down on you, you feel a chill.
The vow that Siobhan made you, all those years ago comes back.
The extremely serious six year old held your hands and told you, "I vow to protect you from the invisible and the hollows. I vow to care for you more than I care for myself. And I vow to always trade my pudding for your carrots at lunch."
You laugh to yourself as you remember how much you hated the carrots during lunch and always tried to convince Siobhan to trade them for her dessert. She never complained, or refused.
But now you can't help but think about things that are invisible and hollow. What are they? What is that supposed to me?
Clearly Siobhan and some strange government office thought that these vows were binding in ways more than just legal.
The frogs croak loudly at you as you sit and think.
There's a cold, empty space in your guts. A deep nervousness that has been growing since you opened the second letter.
You jump off the log and run back to your house.
You can't shake the feeling that you need to read the third letter as fast as possible.
You really should have brought it with you.
my kofi with all my other works
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chibrary · 3 months
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INTERVIEW: The next big thing? - Exclusive F1 interview with Ferrari's rising star (Motorsport.com, 2017)
source: motorsport.com published: july 2017 series: f2, 2017
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How come your family was in Monaco?
Well my father has always been there. My mum then married my father and became Monegasque also.
Your grandparents were as well?
Yeah. They had, well my grandfather had quite a big plastic industry and then my father had some little industries for himself but to be honest, he was more following me on the races than anything.
So is it a rich family?
No. My parents aren't particularly rich, my grandparents were a little bit, so they were helping us pay for the hotels and all that but they never wanted to invest in anything in racing.
How far did your dad's career go?
He went into Formula 3 then he tested in Formula 1 once or twice, but he never had the budget. It was like 10 years before I was born, so that's why I don't know much about it
Was he always keen for you to race? Did he push you into it?
No, I don't think he was. Actually, on the way back after I did my first laps, which I asked for on the karting, I said to my father 'I want to do that when I'm older'. And from then on we were going very, very often to Jules' track, probably every weekend to drive because I was really asking for it, and obviously my father was more than happy that I was driving because it was his passion, but he has never pushed me. I mean I always wanted to go there so it wasn't necessary for him to push me.
Charles Leclerc is a name that you will be hearing a lot in the next few months.
He is dominating the FIA F2 championship this season (the re-branded GP2) and at Silverstone this weekend he took his fifth victory of his rookie season to open up an 87 point lead in the table.
In two weeks his attention will turn to F1 testing with Ferrari after the Hungarian Grand Prix. Leclerc will drive for the Scuderia on one of the two days of testing before the summer shutdown and it is likely that from there attention on him will grow as the market for F1 seats for 2018 begins in earnest.
The Ferrari Academy driver is a hot property, so JA on F1 took the opportunity - before the stampede - to visit the F2 paddock to get some exclusive time with the next big thing to find out more about the man behind the name.
Leclerc is from Monaco, his father used to race F3 cars not terribly succesfully, but he was mentored by Jules Bianchi, who passed away after a serious accident in the 2014 Japanese Grand Prix.
Leclerc has lost two people close to him recently, as his father died shortly before the Baku weekend. Leclerc went out and won that race, demonstrating a strong mentality.
Apart from his speed, what catches the eye about Leclerc in the car is his calmness and racing brain. He makes few mistakes and is capable of overtakes like a Hamilton and a Verstappen, but more driven by calculation than aggression. He is not the finished article, of course, but the raw materials are there for a different kind of driver.
So, let's go back a little bit to the origins, how did you start racing?.
Yeah my dad used to race in F3 but his best friend was also the father of Jules. So every time we had free time we were going to the track so that's how I actually started when we were going there. The first time I went there I was probably three-and-a-half and I didn't want to go to school, so I told my dad I was sick and he brought me to Phillippe's track and there Jules' dad was driving, obviously, and I did my first lap behind Phillippe with a rope attaching his go-kart to my go-kart, to be sure that I knew the basis before. Then I did half a lap and he took off the rope and that's how I started.
How come your family was in Monaco?
Well my father has always been there. My mum then married my father and became Monegasque also.
Your grandparents were as well?
Yeah. They had, well my grandfather had quite a big plastic industry and then my father had some little industries for himself but to be honest, he was more following me on the races than anything.
So is it a rich family?
No. My parents aren't particularly rich, my grandparents were a little bit, so they were helping us pay for the hotels and all that but they never wanted to invest in anything in racing,
How far did your dad's career go?
He went into Formula 3 then he tested in Formula 1 once or twice, but he never had the budget. It was like 10 years before I was born, so that's why I don't know much about it
Was he always keen for you to race? Did he push you into it?
No I don't think he was. Actually, on the way back after I did my first laps, which I asked for on the karting, I said to my father 'I want to do that when I'm older'. And from then on we were going very, very often to Jules' track, probably every weekend to drive because I was really asking for it, and obviously my father was more than happy that I was driving because it was his passion, but he has never pushed me. I mean I always wanted to go there so it wasn't necessary for him to push me.
What were the turning points along the way? If you had to identify moments where things really turned.
Hm. Well obviously, my first race I did, Jules was my mechanic, so obviously there he taught me a lot from the beginning which helped me to work maybe a bit quicker than others. Then I would say 2011 when Nicolas [Todt, Leclerc's manager] took me, obviously it was a big moment in my career because at the end of that year I would have stopped, because my sponsor couldn't have afforded the other budgets.
Jules has helped me massively to make contact with Nicolas, explaining to him the situation of my career, that I will have stopped at the end of the year. And luckily Nicolas helped me, and since then he has helped me hugely. Then in 2014, when I went up to cars, that has been quite a big moment also and 2016 which was my first year as a Ferrari Academy driver.
And you won championships along the way, which has not been easy – some big fights. But you seem as you've gotten older you've gotten more – not dominant, too strong a word – much stronger as you progressed up the category?
Yeah well I believe, yeah. As I said I think, I had a really good godfather, that was Jules, and that helped me massively to grow up as a driver especially as I made my step up to cars. Well, his crash arrived quite early in my car career, but he has helped me hugely to get into this world and then my father - even though he hasn't been to a very high motorsport level - his advice was always very good and I think circumstances I've been in in the last two years, losing two very close people, have made me a lot stronger as a person.
Obviously it was a big shock for all of us what happened with Jules, but did that hit you very hard? Did that take a while to get over? You were very young as well.
Yeah I mean; Jules, it was a bit like the family, my brother was his best friend. So, yeah it has been very hard at the beginning. It still is obviously but I need to do well for them up there. It has been a shock. Once I knew, I remember I was in Jerez for the last round of the championship and my father wouldn't tell me what happened and I learned eventually and obviously it was quite hard.
What happened in the race? Do you remember what you were thinking? Or did you forget about it and drive the car?
Well I had to. Obviously it's quite hard in these types of circumstances but that's how – I've seen it the way that I had to do the best job I could in the car. Obviously in that moment I didn't really know all about his real state because we didn't have any news in Jerez, yet but I knew the accident was quite bad but I told myself that I knew that Jules - and my father, in Baku - would be happy for me to do well and not to think about it and not do a bad race. So that's the only thing I was thinking about; trying to do the best I could for them.
In the Formula 1 paddock people were really impressed with that; impressed that you turned up for the next race and won in Baku. That really made an impression in the Formula 1 paddock And obviously the way you drive, I've worked with Senna and Schumacher, you have a calmness as a driver. I mean, when you need to get on with it you do and you make the passes, but you don't make the passes in a very aggressive way, and it seems to me that you make them in a thoughtful way. Is that right?
Yes. I think I've definitely improved in this since I was younger. I was very very emotional when I was younger. I could get quite angry very quickly and I knew that was my weakness and I've worked on it quite a lot.
How?
With Formula Medicine [an organisation run by Dr Cecharelli], who are helping (mentally) the drivers to just stay as calm as possible. I have actually been doing that for nine years now; to mentally work on myself, which I think is very very important and now for two years I'm working with the mental trainers of Ferrari which are amazing also. And that's helped me a lot to improve in this manner, to stay calm in these difficult times, that was quite difficult from me in the beginning.
And one of the things I've noticed working with champions over the years is that when they've had a big setback, they first seekto understand it, and then they throw it away like a piece of rubbish and move on and never think about it again otherwise it drags you down, doesn't it?
Right, exactly. I think, in sport the last part of the season in F3 was hugely difficult and to come back from that in GP3 has been quite hard. And as I said I think until I was 11 years old I would have never thought the mental aspect of a driver is that important and once I started to actually work on it and see the improvements I actually think that a driver cannot be good if his mental aspect is not right.
The other thing I'm fascinated with is that we all see the talented guys coming through from the juniors, like you, Lewis or Verstappen. But now there is a real debate about how long it should take to arrive in F1. Verstappen went straight in from F3, Lewis took a few more steps. You're doing it more like him, F3, GP3, F2, you're not straight from F3 into F1. I can't help but feel that these extra couple of steps are a good idea.
Yes. It depends on the driver; I think some people adapt very quickly, not not all of them.
It depends also on how you look at things. With my manager, Nicolas, we think that if one day I want to go into F1, I want to be 200% ready and that's what we hare aiming for. That's why we did so many steps in the junior categories. I did one year in more or less every category that was useful to arrive in F1. And looking back at it I think we did well. This year I feel more ready than I've ever been, a lot of experience. So yeah, looking back at things I wouldn't change anything. I'm very happy with how we solved things and how we managed my career until now.
Last year you got a taste of F1, driving Friday FP1 for Haas at several races. But to get a taste of F1 before F2 is good because you know where you're aiming for, where the next step looks like?
Definitely. But I also thought there's a positive part and a negative part to that situation I was in. Doing an FP1 at the same weekend as a GP3 weekend for me wasn't the best thing we could've done,b ecause F1 and GP3 are two completely different cars and to be honest to go from F1 to GP3 in the same weekend has been very, very hard to manage last year.
But working with an F1 team and working with people, drivers like Romain [Grosjean] who has huge experience has been very helpful for me. To see how they work, to see the little details that maybe you don't put much importance on when you're younger actually seeing the F1 drivers mentioning it and taking a long time to analyse it in the briefings helped me usually to check every little detail and to try to improve absolutely everything. That has helped me massively.
But the plus is that it must have made you more adaptable, whcih is a really important quality in F1. The top F1 drivers all need to be adaptable.
Right. I think it also made me a bit weaker in the middle part of the GP3 season when I did that because going from F1 to GP3 I struggled to come back from F1 to GP3. I think I could have done better.
That's interesting; were you honest with yourself while it was going on and telling those around 'I'm struggling with this transition?'
Oh yeah completely, I said to the team in GP3 that I wasn't taking 100% of the car and I still believe that I didn't, in this middle part, I didn't show the best of myself and it's a shame. But I think we have learned from it and yeah, this year if we have the possibility to do some FP1s at the middle of this year I wouldn't take it. I'm very happy to be in this position I'm in now.
I bet you are. Just 100% focused on winning the championship.
Exactly, and I'm very happy about this to have managed to have a fully focused season middle of the season, for now here in F2 and don't think about anything else apart from F2.
How would you describe this championship that you're in? There's some pretty good drivers around, there's a few that have been here for a few years. Not that many rookies apart from you, how would you describe driving in this championship?
I think obviously the drivers in F2 are very talented I mean drivers like Oliver Rowland or Alex Albon are very talented and in F2, (formerly GP2) I think we are seeing many times that experienced drivers are taking a bit the upper hand off the talented drivers in this category because obviously with the tyres, it's quite difficult to understand them.
Pirelli is quite a huge step compared to every Formula we've had before and yeah to a driver it's quite hard to learn all of this very quickly. Luckily I have a great team this year who are helping me to learn the car very quickly and yeah, to be honest it wasn't my weakest point of adapting to cars quickly. I've always been quite OK with [Adapting to the tyres].
In Bahrain I remember you'd learned a lot in the first race about how to manage the tyres as you had not quite got it right and since then you've really got it right pretty much every time
I'm still learning right now but the first two weeks I've learned a huge amount.
For the degradation, in Bahrain it was the worst track of the season for the tyre degradation, so to start for this one as the first race was very hard. But I think we managed quite well with the third place and then a nice strategy in the sprint race to win.
It's definitely part of the learning programme of this year and we knew it would be so.
Obviously quite a few drivers have been in your position, won the final step of the ladder and not got further. You got on the radar with a lot of people in F1, the Ferrari driver academy and the right manager. Do you worry a little bit about whether the journey continues or do you feel like you do the best you do on the track and leave the rest of it to the people around you to make it happen?
I think I'm in a lucky place and I'm lucky enough to have very good surroundings that are taking care of my career. Ferrari obviously are amazing and are supporting me and trying to find solutions for me next year and I have an amazing manager that is Nicolas, helping me since 2011 and I'm giving my- I never know this word in English – confiance.
Faith.
Yes, exactly. I'm giving my total faith to them for them to find me a place, which is very good because I just have to focus on driving and I feel very lucky to be in this position because I believe not many drivers are in this position to be able to fully have faith in their surroundings.
Would you say from your experience, your journey, you're looking at people coming up behind you that F2 is an important step. Lance Stroll and Max Verstappen have jumped it, quite a few people have, but is this an important step for you?
Yeah definitely, I think the F2 cars are definitely the closest to F1, the drivers are a lot more experienced as I said and you can always learn anyway but obviously I think in this category it's one of the categories I've learned the most. Especially with the degradation of the tyre you don't have anything similar before it and yeah I think the biggest aspect is the degradation of the tyre that is very helpful for the future because in F1 it is a big factor and to learn and to make experience with this car, this year, is very important.
Finally, I've noticed that you don't make very many mistakes. I didn't watch all of your races earlier on, is that something you've always had or something you've had to work on as you've gotten higher up in the category
I think that came a little bit with the mentality, to stay calm in the difficult situations, to avoid stupid errors in the difficult situations, that helped me to be a bit stronger and obviously during the last two years I became a lot more strong mentally and that helped me to avoid making stupid mistakes as I was doing before.
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The leaves underfoot were satisfyingly crunchy. The frost had settled over Hawkins and wouldn’t be budging until late February. That was three months away. With December just starting the holiday season had inescapably arrived in Hawkins.
You could hear voices up ahead and stepped off the path. There was a small, thin worn down path that veered off and led to a clearing in the woods. You reached the bench in the clearing as someone handed cash to Eddie and hurried off. He glanced over at you as you approached and sat down. “Hey! I thought you were helping get ready for your grandparents' visit?” Eddie said as he snapped the black lunchbox on the table in front of him closed. You shuffled in your seat and drummed your fingers on the table.
“Well, we were. Then I got a phone call.” You mumbled. Eddie frowned and leaned forward. “My grandparents are bringing their friend's kid down for the holidays. They had to go and visit a sick relative and didn’t want him to be alone so they called my mum and asked if they could come up here.” You explained. Eddie gave you a dubious look. 
“Is that so terrible?” Eddie asked.
“Yes! They want me to go on a date with them to see how things go.” You complained. Eddie smiled at you and gestured towards you with his hands.
“So what do you have in mind to get out of this?” Eddie asked. He smiled as your eyes went wide as if you hadn’t expected him to figure out why you’d hunted him down.
“Well. I told them I was already dating someone. I figured you could do it?”
“Do it?” He asked and scrunched up his face with amusement.
“I mean fake ate me.” You said with an eye roll and a sigh.
"Are you sure I’m the right person for you to fake date? Don’t you think I’m the kind of person your parents wouldn’t like you to be fake dating?" Eddie asked as he looked down at his jacket which was on the table next to him. His fingers fiddled with the chain on the sleeve. “Besides wouldn’t they prefer someone like Harrington?”
“Oh, I asked him if he’d fake date me this morning. He said yes but only if he gets to hook up with me.” You said and pouted at Eddie who raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised.
“Well, I suppose I can. If you want.” Eddie said and watched you carefully.
“Great. All I need is for you to hang around for a week until they go home.” You said hopefully. Eddie still seemed dubious that it was a good idea. Regardless, once you headed back to yours, he hurried home, showered a few times and used some of Wayne’s cologne so he smelled less like stale weed.
Eddie pulled up at your house an hour later. The holiday decorations were all over the house, lighting up the street with a neon glow. He hurried to knock on the door and started to shuffle from one foot to the other. He let out a relieved sigh when you opened the door.
“Great! You’re here. I had to spend thirty minutes listening to my grandma’s plus one go on and one about the investment deals that their parents recommended.” You said with relief as you grabbed at Eddie's hand and pulled him inside towards the warm living room filled with chatter and quiet christmas music. 
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4, 11 (Frostiron and Winteriron), 17 (Loki), 22 (Tony Stark), 25 (Bucky Barnes)
4. Is there a popular pairing you don't necessarily dislike but aren't too invested in?
Not that I can think of. There are a lot I dislike and I won't invest any time in and go so far as to block the ship name and any variants so I don't have to see art or headcanons, etc, about it. So if it's not blocked and I see it and I think the art is cool I guess that means I don't dislike it? I often share it even if it's a ship I don't necessarily involve myself in. Like I don't write for SamBucky or SamTasha, or Stony (although I've apparently blocked Stony, tho I'm not sure when that happened lol), but if I see cool art I'll share it. But yeah....there's a lot I avoid by all means.
11. What's your favorite piece of fanart?
OMG HOW CAN YOU MAKE ME CHOOSE?! I literally have more than 600 pix of fanart for FrostIron -- some made specifically for me -- and 134 of WinterFrost. Anything by @batwynn and lightonlight I love. And you'll probably laugh but this is one of my favorites for FrostIron.
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As for WinterFrost...I seem to have made a lot more edits for this ship than any other LOL. But millennium-h always did the BEST edits for WF, including making those pix of Hiddles kissing someone on the rocks MUCH BETTER (sadly, they left the fandom not too long ago). And like with FI, I have a lot of faves, but this is one I really enjoyed.
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and one to go along with it
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17. What's a book, movie, or show you think [Loki] would like?
I think it's obvious that Loki would be all over Shakespeare and any adaptation of his works. And he'd probably critique it better than Shakespearean scholars themselves. But I think that mischievous and love of chaos side of him would probably also be really into trash reality TV. Like the Real Housewives franchise. He'd have watch parties and hours-long discussions afterwards and everyone would be shocked by how accurate his psychoanalysis is. Because if there's anything people who are used to being overlooked and ignored can do it's read other people's emotions.
22. Give us a headcanon for [Tony Stark].
Aw man. I'm terrible at headcanons! I don't even know, man. Maybe that despite all his bravado (or overconfidence to cover for his insecurity) and need to prove himself to Howard, there's still enough of Maria in him that emerges in his tendency to take "lost" souls under his wing, not even to mentor but to give them a hand? Happy (loss of his boxing career, so he gave him a job), Peter, obvs, and even Steve, who he reluctantly helped bc y'know resentment. I say that's Maria bc considering how difficult Howard as a person was, who the fuck else could see anything redeeming enough to marry and have a child with him? She had to see something under the surface, yeah?
Idk. Told you I don't do headcanons. LOL
25. What's your least favorite thing [Bucky Barnes] said or did?
Killed Tony's parents??? IDK, there isn't much I dislike about Bucky, except that they didn't let him kiss Steve! I'm honestly just glad they never included that relationship from the comic in the movies bc I despise that actress and it would've bothered me to watch her shitty flirt-acting and whatever with Sebastian. It was bad enough with Fluffalo. Ick.
Thanks for asking!!
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[PEBBLYSAND'S BIZARRELY ECLECTIC FIC REC LIST] - SUMMER 2022 EDITION
to motivate myself to read more fic, i've decided to provide you with quarterly (i love that word, "quarterly", it makes it sound fancy), fic rec lists. i think: i perhaps read weird shit, but i assure you i read good shit. so, without further ado, here are seven fics i enjoyed this summer, in the order in which i read them haha.
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the wandsmith's apprentice by @marycontraire (dean/seamus ; unrated ; 19,049 words; wip multichap)
this fic was recommended to me by multiple people after i wrote the fault and got super excited about deamus, and i finally had time to give it a go in early june. it's a post-war story (and, we all know i love post-war) told from dean's pov, the premise being that dean takes on an apprenticeship with ollivander and, i suppose, life ensues. i cannot stress enough how much i truly adore this work. first of all, the writing is stellar. i totally fell in love with dean's characterisation in this, which is so on point - i love the world the author has built around his family, his sisters, his parents, their lives, ect. so many OCs that feel real. the fic also really explores what life looks like for muggleborns, existing with a foot in both worlds, especially after the war, and i found that terribly interesting. the worldbuilding around wandmaking is also frankly mindblowing and the amount of detail this author has put into the creating and crafting of wands, as well as ollivander, his mind, his work, his shop, etc. is truly next level. the deamus is also the loveliest. i love seamus in this. i was in absolute awe. i have yet to read the rest of marycontraire's work (i understand there's a lot of deamus to be excited about!) but this was truly fantastic and i can't wait for the next installment.
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the moon hung proud and bright (ron/hermione? ish? ; gen ; 1,437 words ; one shot)
idk, man. this fic is one of the ones that just now lives in my head rent-free. probably my fave i read this summer. it is sad. like, real sad, but in a sort of it-is-what-it-is, realistic and understated way. it's been orphaned but i must give huge kudos to this author for their ability to tear my heart out with less than 1,500 words. it explores harry's reaction to ron and hermione getting married, in an AU post-war world where he and ginny broke up. the summary reads:
“We’re getting married,” says Ron, and Harry just blinks.
Then he says, “Oh”.
(sad post-Hallows, trio-fracturing fic that no one asked for)
i just. it's one of those fics where i don't know what to say, but i can't stop thinking about it. just read it and you'll understand.
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what happens when people open their hearts? by secondstarontheleft (harry/ginny ; t ; 3,173 words ; one-shot)
this is a harry-goes-to-therapy fic, and i usually tend to steer away from those because they're often just retellings of the books, exploring things that we already know, and personally bore me. also, i don't actually think therapy is for everyone, and i'm not sure harry would be a good candidate. but this has managed to change my mind a little. the writing is absolutely amazing, and i like that it wasn't about what harry says in therapy, but about the decision of going and opening up. i find that reflection very interesting, and the characterisation is spot on. i also really loved ginny in this. it truly felt like a novel take on something that's been written a million times before, and that's a super hard thing to achieve. i truly enjoyed this, and actually wish there was more of it!
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in virtute et tutela by @incalculablepower (gen ; t ; 2,308 words ; one-shot)
this is a story about crookshanks. yes, i know it's a cat. this house is allergic to cats, but still love them very much. i fucking love this cat. i told you this list was bizarrely eclectic: this is one of those weird ones. but, please trust me on this, you won't be disappointed.
it is absolutely amazing. the writing is brilliant, and i got so invested in crookshanks' life i swear to god. there are so many layers to this story, i loved all of the owners and their narratives pre-hermione, and then absolutely adored the hermione-crookshanks relationship, striking just the right emotions for me. also the ending, and hermione's panic thinking crookshanks had forgotten her (the unspoken parallel with her parents 🥺 ; ron's contrasting optimism) was incredible. i just adored this so much. an absolute fave!
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thirty-five owls by letterblade (dumbledore/grindelwald ; m ; 11,284 words ; one-shot)
this has a kudo count in the thousands so i suppose it's rather famous in its niche, but i'd never read it before, so i'll rec it regardless. i began reading this one night and then was up until three in the morning finishing it. it's a fic made up entirely of correspondence between dumbledore and grindelwald stretching from after the duel and his arrest to albus's death. it's ... interesting. i'm not sure how to describe this fic but it really grabbed me, despite it being about a ship i'd never really cared about before. as someone who's had to write letters between two people in the past, i know how hard it is to write two distinct first-person narratives while making sure that each character keeps their specific "voice", and this fic does that incredibly well. i loved the rockiness of this relationship, the way they both push and pull and never really seem to meet in the middle. it's a fascinating take and i genuinely could not put it down.
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september 21, 1997 by lunalive (gen ; t ; 1,396 words ; one-shot)
okay, this is another one of those weird ones where you'll just have to trust me, lol. i literally found this off the front page of AO3, which doesn't happen often, and adored it. it centres on the story of a muggleborn OC who gets arrested by death eaters at the start of the war. one of the tags is "the banality of evil," which i think describes the point that this fic is trying to make very well. It's just a really interesting story about what the war might have looked like to the "average" muggleborn in early 1997. I loved this.
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little sugar men by dopeythedwarf (harry/ginny; gen ; 1,651 words ; one-shot)
the. writing. in. this. i mean, i could tell you it's a lovely, bittersweet post-war piece about harry and ginny, involving broomsticks and broken hearts and grief and incredible subtlety but really: The Writing In This. Like:
Stutters and halts. Stutters and halts. The story of the two of them. And all the forgetting too, she thought tiredly. Suddenly, the gravity is too much. She needs to leave. Now. The exhaustion threatens to consume her with every lick of the grass on her ankles. She can’t be here. Can’t stay still lest she never moves again.
i've not stopped thinking about this paragraph since i read it. i'm in awe. this is so my vibe i could cry. loooooved this.
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okay kids, that's all for me! hope this helped you find new fics to read! please give these authors some love if you enjoyed their work! i promise i'll see you for another round in december!
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As I sit here writing this surrounded by books because people decided to give me new windows (sarcasm, I really like my new windows) I am quickly writing this before the end of the month passes and letting you know my favourite books of February.
I had one five star book this month, a bunch of four stars and nothing truly terrible to have read - I've been pretty lucky to be honest as I begin to understand my reading tastes better.
Anyway here's a round up of my favourites of February.
Tower by Bae Myung-Hoon - A Korean science fiction novel telling the story of people who live in a five hundred floor tower, Tower for me was my favourite book of this month. Fantastic characters and world building that keeps you reading, I loved every second of this and I'm so glad my book club picked it to read. Highly recommend.
Booked by Kwame Alexander - Told in verse throughout this short book I listened to on audio and it really is a great listen. Emotive and thoughtful throughout, Alexander really makes a great story with so few words that you become invested in the life of these characters. Really great book especially if you're into sports.
Careless by Kirsty Capes - TW: abortion, parental abuse, adoption, grooming: Though in many subjects, don't get me wrong this is not a book for the lighthearted, we connect as a reader to the plight of Bess as she deals with finding out she's pregnant and the reaction to it from those around her. It's a fantastic book if you feel like you're okay with the subjects dealt with.
What were your favourite books of February? I'd love to know!
Now back to those windows smh.
Vee xo.
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beetlebrownleaf · 9 months
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#WoLiangerWeek 2023 Day 7 - Ring
A funny situation that causes Beetle to consider a new investment...
Hythlodaeus walked into the home of his lovers, whistling as he carried a basket of just-ripened rolanberries with him.
“Anybody home?” he called out.
Inside, he saw Urianger, scrambling around the house, turning it upside down.
“Oh my. Everything alright?”
Urianger jumped, looking at Hythlodaeus like a deer caught in torchlight.
“I hath lost them,” he hissed, face stricken with panic. “I hath lost them!”
Hythlodaeus laughed.
“What, the girls?” he teased.
“Nay,” he said, “The rings. The rings! Last night, I laid out our wedding rings so that they may be cleaned today. But when I looked for them to commence said cleaning, they were gone! I cannot find them anywhere! Anywhere! I hath been looking for hours!”
Hythlodaeus’ eyes went wide.
“Oh no. That is a problem.”
Urianger gave a pained whine.
“I wouldst hate to trouble thee, but–”
“Oh of course I’ll help. Tell me everywhere you’ve looked, and we’ll search everywhere else top to bottom.”
Urianger ran up to him, grabbing him by the shoulders.
“Bless thee! Thank thee!” he nearly hissed. “We must make haste, for Beetle is due to be home from her mother’s any moment, along with the girls…” 
Hythlodaeus laughed, placing the rolanberries down.
"Alright, alright, let's collect ourselves for a moment. Where did you put them down, and where have you looked so far?"
“I left them here - right here - on the bar. I hath looked through the entire kitchen, inside and out, and I looked through the landry room. Everywhere else I hath not checked.”
“Okay, then let’s get started. How about you take the bedroom and the girls’ room, and I will take the living and dining room, and we shall go from there?”
“An excellent plan. Let us make haste!”
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They looked high and low, inside and out, practically turning each room upside down - and still, there was no ring to be found. They then looked outside the house, in the gardens, the bushes, under each window - they even looked in the gutters, but still, nothing could be found.
It had been nearly two hours, and then Beetle finally returned home - to her husband sobbing into his hands on the couch.
“Oh my gods, what’s going on?!” Beetle asked a rather exhausted looking Hythlodaeus.
“Ah, erm, well, you see… hmm, how to go about this…?”
Urianger lifted his head from his hands.
“Forgive me,” he wailed, “Forgive me! I hath lost… I hath lost– oh gods forgive me, I hath lost our rings! Our wedding rings!”
Beetle looked at him, lips parted in confusion.
“...What are you talking about? I told you this morning I was taking them to Limsa to be cleaned while me and my mother went out, and my father watched the girls. And then I would come to get you so we can have dinner with my parents. Don’t you remember?”
The color drained from Urianger’s face, and he looked at her, dumbfounded. He scanned his memories, shaking his head.
“I… I remember nothing of the sort…”
Beetle laughed, pulling the rings out from her pocket.
“Well I mean, it was really early, you weren’t fully awake yet. I’m sorry, I was under the impression you understood!”
Urianger looked at the rings, blinking, then collapsed, becoming like a ragdoll against the couch with an agonized groan. Hythlodaeus snorted, his chest vibrating with laughter.
“Oh no. Oh no. That’s terrible,” he said, his laughter beginning to reach levels of hysteria, “That is just… just terrible!”
Beetle sighed as Urianger continued to groan, dragging his hands down his face.
“Perhaps… I should invest in a little blackboard to set on the kitchen wall, for little reminders. What do you think, love?”
Urianger nodded.
“Yes. I thinkest that would be wise.”
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warwickroyals · 2 years
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XLIII: COMING UP ROSES
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: Phillip was always Katherine's favourite grandchild, I think. Sometimes I wish she wasn't d*ad so that I could include her more in my story. This convo will become relevant later for . . . reasons . . .
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[FOOTMAN] Your Majesty, welcome. It is such a pleasure to have you . . .
[???] No amount of flowers can mask the stench of this place. It’s a glorified barnyard.
[???] How he was able to tolerate it here for all this time is beyond—What’s that doing here?
[FOOTMAN] I’m sorry, ma’am, but His Majesty the King insisted.
[???] Really? He insisted? How touching.
[FOOTMAN] Yes, in case of your incapacitation. Ma’am.
[KATHERINE] As exciting as the thought of my incapacitation is, I thought my son and I had already reached an agreement on the matter. The wheelchair is for public use only.
[KATHERINE] . . . and the locals here have nothing but praise for you. You’re the most perfect little farmhand, according to them. Seems you made the most of the dreadful situation. Fancy a smoke?
[PHILLIP] I’m supposed to be cutting back, actually.
[KATHERINE] Cutting back? Your father shipped you off to this cow-dung invested wasteland and hasn’t allowed you the slightest luxury since.  Do you really think I believe you’ve been “cutting back”?
[PHILLIP] I said supposed to be cutting back, didn’t I? I wasn’t going to give you the satisfaction of accepting right away.
[KATHERINE] The look in your eyes when I asked was enough. I know a habitual smoker when I see one.
[KATHERINE] You know, I started out as a social smoker.  When I was young and starry-eyed, I smoked because that’s what all my alleged friends did and so did our husbands and their friends. But now, all these years later, everyone is one of the Three Ds—[PHILLIP] The Three Ds?—Divorced, disgraced, or dead, darling. All I have left are the cigarettes and I’ve realized that they’re far better company.
Enjoy that, it will be your last one for a while. Things at home are as hectic as ever. Your father has been twisting James’s arm all summer and we’re expecting him to propose to that Frensworth girl any day now.
[PHILLIP] [MUFFLED] Tatiana? You don’t like her.
[KATHERINE] I don’t dislike her, although I worry about that hair. Also, she thinks she’s in love. That’s strike one, right out the gate. You can never marry into this family just for love. It will never be enough, that’s exactly what your mother did.
[PHILLIP] Are you going to stop it? You have this terrible stare. I always thought you would arrange something.
[KATHERINE] Don’t be stupid, this might be a monarchy but we live in the modern world. Your father told James he could have any high-born, mild-mannered girl of his choice and Lady Tatiana happens to be it. I just hate seeing her going in blind.
[KATHERINE] I’m surprised James hasn’t told you anything about her.
[PHILLIP] James and I aren’t exactly on speaking terms. He hasn’t called me once.
[KATHERINE] I know. I spoke to him in person last week. Do you want to know what he told me?
[PHILLIP] Not really, but I’m sensing I don’t have a choice in this upcoming lecture.
[KATHERINE] You’re right, you don’t. Phillip, I’m worried about you. Not because of what James told me, but because you seem completely lost. I don’t see a hint of motivation in you. Have you been studying for your entrance exam?
[PHILLIP] There’s no point. I’ll still get in even if I fail, fat chance Father will let them reject me.
[KATHERINE] This is exactly what I mean. On top of that you lied—I know, I know—For months. Phillip! You lied to your parents about being sober for months. I want you to tell me—I don’t—I want you to tell me, tell me: why?
[PHILLIP] Because. I guess I thought . . . I could stop whenever I wanted, or something, and it wouldn’t be a big deal.
[KATHERINE] Phillip. You can lie to your parents, but you know well and good that I can see through you.
[PHILLIP] Well, you people keep asking me for the truth but when I actually say it, it’s not what you want to hear. I lied because it was easier than telling them the truth. Dad keeps saying that I’m going to get myself killed, but, if I somehow went clean and things went back to the way they were before . . . I’d probably still kill myself.
[PHILLIP So, it’s like no matter what I do or how hard I try, I end up in the same place.  Everyone acts like I’m just misguided and that there’s this happier, sober version of me buried under it all. But that person is still me and he’s not all that great, either. At least when I’m high I don’t care what other people think or say about me. I care too much otherwise.
[KATHERINE] What about the third version of yourself?
[PHILLIP] What third version?
[KATHERINE] The one version of you that’s sitting across from me. He’s sober, honest, and very much alive.
[PHILLIP] One bad day, Grandma, that’s all it will take for me to slide right back into it.
[KATHERINE] When James and I spoke, he said what frustrated him the most about you was your pessimism—I don’t really care what James has to say about me—Would you be shocked if I told you that he’s been struggling, too?
[KATHERINE] This is the royal family, darling. Whatever sibling rivalry bullshit is going on between you two, it needs to end. You are brothers. If you can’t be there for each other, you won’t be able to support anyone else who enters your lives.
[PHILLIP] I know, but he’s always acting like he’s so much better than me. More important. And I’m just a lost cause.
[KATHERINE] I understand. But James needs you, Phillip, more than you think. He might be the heir, but he can do the job alone.
[KATHERINE] Don’t you forget who you are. You’re still a Warwick.
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lex-play · 10 months
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Light My Soul on Fire pt 6
~*~
It hadn’t taken Izuku long to go through all of the glass, and he would be embarrassed if not for how much Katsuki had been pushing him.
“Don’t even get me started on the awful creative design professor I had in my first year of college,” Izuku said. He’d already ranted about Monoma, some of his fake friends, and his piece of shit sperm donor, now he’d gotten to his teachers.
“Are you still in college?”
“Yeah, art school. I’m double majoring in graphic design so that I have a practical degree to fall back on.”
Katsuki hummed and picked up a porcelain figure of a duck.
“What made that professor so shitty?” He tossed Izuku the duck and laughed when it fell between his outstretched hands and shattered on the concrete.
Izuku pouted and snatched another small porcelain figure off of the table.
“He would draw on our work to make corrections.” Izuku glared at the cherub in his hand like it was the professor in question. “In red marker.”
He threw the porcelain at the wall as hard as he could.
“I started turning in photocopies of my work, and I told him why very loudly when he asked me about it.”
Katsuki cackled and picked up another figure to throw.
“When I presented, the doctor told my parents that I was a ticking time bomb,” Katsuki said. Izuku turned to him with wide eyes. He’d been sure Katsuki was an alpha, but…
“Enigmas aren’t really necessary in today’s society,” Katsuki continued, eyes locked straight ahead. “Our instincts are too strong and being able to command all the other dynamics fucking scares people,” Katsuki snorted and threw the figure.
“Yeah,” Izuku sighed. “I’ve got a friend who presented Enigma shortly after we met. It made me really mad to see how people treated him when they found out.”
Katsuki looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
“The friend with the terrible ex, actually. That was one of the reasons he claimed Hitoshi was cheating, because enigmas historically had harems so obviously Hitoshi was biologically engineered to need multiple partners,” Izuku sneered.
Katsuki snorted. “Yeah I’ve heard that shit before.”
“Bigots are stupid,” Izuku said. He reached for another piece of porcelain and realized everything was gone. “Oh. Does this mean we’re done?”
He turned around to see Katsuki offering him a bat with a grin. “There’s still plenty of shit to be smashed, nerd.”
Izuku grinned back automatically and took it.
~*~
By the time everything was shattered or dented, Katsuki was exhausted and starving. Izuku had surprised him. The little omega clearly had a hidden feral side and some pent up rage he’d needed to work out, and the grin on his face as he swung the bat was… surprisingly attractive.
Katsuki had always known he preferred the stronger, more wild type. He’d honestly thought his attraction to the small, frail looking omega had been either a fluke or his enigma wanting to go after a different kind of person than normal.
That manic expression on the omega’s face clearly showed Katsuki that his enigma liked what it liked, even if it wasn’t always obvious.
“Hungry?” He asked the omega as they left SmashBang.
Izuku looked refreshed, if a bit tired and sweaty, and Katsuki fought his mind to stay out of the gutter. He really wanted to know if the little omega would look like this after-
“Yeah, actually I’m starving,” Izuku said, snapping Katsuki out of the filthy direction his thoughts wanted to take.
“Then let’s get some food in you.”
~*~
“I’m surprised you told me about being an enigma so soon after meeting,” Izuku said around a mouthful of fish.
Katsuki was surprised at himself too, but he wouldn’t admit to that.
“It’s easier to get it over with early. That way I’m not like, invested or whatever if you turned out to be a dickbag.”
Izuku made a little “ah,” sound as he took another bite.
“That makes sense.”
Thankfully, it did. It was also partially true. Katsuki just usually would have waited until the end of the date to drop that particular bomb. But Katsuki’s enigma felt extremely comfortable with Izuku, damn near belly up with contentment. It was fucking disconcerting, if he was being honest.
Katsuki was always on guard with people at first, always cautious, and his enigma took even longer to warm up, but it was like something about Izuku broke through all of his defenses.
The rest of their date went smoothly. They chatted about lighter topics and learned more about each other. Katsuki tried to make Izuku laugh as often as he could throughout the evening. Izuku’s laugh was beautiful and contagious and Katsuki wanted to hear every hour of every day. By the time he walked Izuku up to his door, Katsuki was sure his own smile was permanently etched onto his face.
He’d surely scare the shit out of his coworkers the next day because he was sure he wouldn’t be able to get rid of it before work.
“I had a lot of fun, Katsuki,” Izuku said. He smiled up at Katsuki and this time Katsuki did squint a little.
“I did too. You’re not what I expected, in the best fucking way,” Katsuki felt his face heat but he didn’t look away from Izuku.
Izuku looked down bashfully and tapped his toe lightly on the ground. “Hopefully we can do it again soon?”
“Definitely,” Katsuki agreed, relieved and happy that Izuku wanted to see him again. He took a small step forward and reached up to cup the omega’s cheek lightly. Izuku looked up at him in surprise. “Can I kiss you?”
Izuku nodded and Katsuki leaned down to press their mouths together softly. Katsuki trailed the hand on Izuku’s cheek around to cup the back of his head and hold him close. Izuku sighed, lips parting and Katsuki took advantage, tracing his tongue along the seam of Izuku’s lips.
Katsuki had kissed people before, he knew he had. He’d kissed and been kissed more than once, but kissing Izuku made him forget anyone who’d come before him. Izuku grabbed Katsuki’s shirt and parted his lips wider, sliding his tongue out to meet Katsuki’s, and the enigma’s mind lit up with desire. He wrapped his free arm around Izuku’s back and pulled him so their bodies were flush together and tangled his fingers in green curls, a growl rumbling in his chest. Izuku whined and reached up to wrap his arms around Katsuki’s neck, standing on his tiptoes to get closer.
Katsuki wanted to kiss him forever. Wanted to press him back against the door, hike one of those thick thighs up over his waist and rut between his legs until he got to see what the little nerd’s face looked like when he came and he flooded his legging with slick. He wanted both of those thighs around his head as he ate the omega’s pussy until he came on his lips. Wanted to give him all the pleasure he could handle and then a little more just for good measure. His self control slipped a little and he reached down with the hand around Izuku to squeeze that juicy ass that had been teasing him all evening.
Izuku gasped, pulling back from the kiss as he lifted one leg just a little, hips jerking forward into Katsuki.
“Ka-Ka-Kacchan!”
“Fuck,” Katsuki groaned. He pressed his face into Izuku’s neck and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down a bit while Izuku panted in his ear, seemingly doing the same. He didn’t want to push Izuku too much, too fast. He actually really liked the fiery little omega and he didn’t want to give him the impression that Katsuki just wanted to get his knot wet.
“Sorry,” Katsuki said. “Got carried away. I don’t want to fucking rush you or anything.”
Izuku’s breathing slowed and he dropped to his heels, head sliding down to rest against Katsuki’s chest.
“You’re sweet, Kacchan,” he said, a bit timidly, clearly testing out the nickname.
“That’s a secret, nerd.”
Katsuki kissed the side of his head and took a small step back, allowing cool air to rush between them. It helped clear his head a bit more.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” Katsuki said with a small smile.
“Text me when you get home?” Izuku asked and Katsuki nodded.
He waited for Izuku to unlock his door and step inside, and just as Katsuki had turned to leave, Izuku’s voice came once more from behind him.
“I’m planning our next date, Kacchan.”
Katsuki couldn’t wait.
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