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ettawritesnstudies · 3 months ago

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Happy April Fools Day! Here's some Incorrect Quotes from Runaways!

I don't know if these are still a meme in fandom spaces but I remember loving them on pinterest so I made some for my WIP! These are just silly little exercises in character interactions but I had a lot of fun making them. Some of them might make more sense after I've introduced the side characters (or after you've read the book) but hopefully this gives you some insight into their personalities in a more informal way lol.

Hannah: Just be yourself. Cecelia: 'Be myself'? Hannah, I have one day to win the Taken over. How long did it take before you guys started liking me? Brigid: Couple weeks. Twins: Six months. Quercu: Jury’s still out. Cecelia: See, Hannah? Cecelia: 'Be myself'. What kind of garbage advice is that?

Brigid: Where's Hannah, Cecelia, and Quercu? Matteo: They're playing hide and seek. Brigid: Where? Marco: I don't think you get how this game works.

Hannah: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Cecelia: ... Your what? Hannah: My friends. The Taken: What are “friends”? Cecelia: I think she's being sarcastic. Hannah: I have other friends! You told me I needed to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks. Hannah: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. Cecelia: I witnessed the dumb stuff. The Taken: I got dragged into the dumb stuff. Marco: I joined in on the dumb stuff. Matteo: I recorded the dumb stuff Brigid: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!! Hannah: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife? The Taken: Rude. Cecelia: That’s fair. Quercu: Not again. Marco: Are you going to want this back? Hannah, trying to convince The Taken to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong! Cecelia: And stabby! Hannah: And grumpy! Cecelia: And oblivious to reality! The Taken: ... Brigid: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life Cecelia: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years! The Taken: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this! Hannah: I knew I lost that potential somewhere! Quercu: My moral code, is that you? Brigid: ... Brigid: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk the monarchs gave me but do you guys need a hug? Cecelia: Are we really going to let Hannah keep The Taken? Matteo: I kept Marco Hannah: *Screams* Cecelia: *Screams louder to assert dominance* Quercu: Should we do something?! Brigid, observing: No, I want to see who wins this. Cecelia: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait. Hannah: You and me!!! Cecelia, tearing up: Okay... Cecelia: You love me, right, Hannah? Hannah: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

Runaway is my YA faerie adventure novel about Hannah trying to rescue her younger sister from the Pied Piper! You can read more about the characters and world here!

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#etta rambles #writeblr #runaways

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nexility-sims · 2 years ago

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question: since the Uspanian crown has to pass directly from reigning monarch to heir in an unbroken chain, how is the line of succession represented/understood?

like before safya died, was the LoS 1. Safya 2. Leonor 3. Matteo, or was it 1. Safya 2. Arnaut, etc.?

very good question! the operative principle for succession is that the crown cannot be inherited from someone who never wore it. that means, since safya died before she inherited, her children are technically disqualified from inheriting. the other principle is contingency.

i’ve been playing fast and loose with the definitions of heir apparent/presumptive, but i like to think of the entire line beyond the heir apparent as presumptive. there is no official line outside of the current ruling monarch and their heir, but there is an assumed line, and everyone behaves accordingly. it was assumed that safya, the apparent heir, would outlive beatriz and inherit from her; it was assumed leonor, as safya’s heir, would then outlive her and inherit. leonor was raised as if she would be a future queen, and mateo was treated like a spare, even if their mother had not yet inherited.

obviously, didn’t work out as planned! so, the alternative line comes into effect: that same inheritance track switches to beatriz’s next oldest living child, arnaut, who becomes heir apparent, while his eldest child, german, becomes the presumed heir. if arnaut died before beatriz, it would go to blanca’s branch. i haven’t decided what would happen if all of beatriz’s children died; in theory, it could go to her siblings before her grandchildren, but there are argument for why a ruling dynasty that values strength wouldn’t give the crown to elderly people over young adults. maybe that, too, would be contingent and default to the clan mothers’ judgment.

i don’t know the details of the history between the move to canarís seven-to-eight centuries ago and the present (another good area for questions, if anyone wants them), which i imagine would have shaped why there’s not a proper line of succession. i am obsessed with ottoman-style open succession, so i like the idea of that having been part of the longer history. in that case, it would make sense that naming an heir apparent at all is a semi-recent development, much like the 1949 development of allowing women of the family to inherit.

#excellent wonderful delightful #love to talk about this stuff #reyes.worldbuilding

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metz-n-matteo · 1 year ago

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Monarch butterfly in my friend Robert's back yard in San Diego. ~ Matteo

#monarch #monarchbutterfly #butterfly #sandiego #naturecore #insect #insects #insectcore

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hjxmatteo · 2 years ago

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you should see me in a crown//matteo & remi

@hjremi

There was nothing more that Matteo wanted than to put Remi in a dungeon. Not permanently. Just for a few hours, maybe a few days. Just long enough for him to realize that running your mouth to a random stranger, much less cursing at them once you realized they were a monarch, was not a smart move.

Unfortunately, though Remi was finally in his clutches... Jongsu was also right there, which meant he couldn't shove him into the water, forcing him into his jurisdiction, or even strap him into a dolphin. For whatever reason, Jongsu liked the sea urchin. So, Matteo would play nice today. For the most part.

Because this was a somewhat formal event (as much as a beach bonfire to honor his reign could be), he was not dressed in his fullest regalia. No, the only thing that marked him as a monarch (aside from the obvious crown) and force to be reckoned with was the giant trident in his hands.

They greeted Jongsu heartily. They animatedly asked him to spar later, before Jongsu went to quickly great a familiar face. Left alone with the sea urchin, Matteo gave Remi a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "So glad you could make it."

#han.flashforward #hjremi #closed #starter #thread; you should see me in a crown #i hope this is okay and look i managed to not stick remi in jail #or cause lock emotional duress

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incorrectacmilanquotes · 3 years ago

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Matteo: I'm hungry.

Davide: Let's go out and eat. Where do you want to go?

Matteo: To the monarch of hamburgers.

Davide:

Matteo:

Matteo: Burger King.

#incorrect quotes #incorrect ac milan quotes #ac milan

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qqueenofhades · 5 years ago

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(Sorry for going through your tags and liking practically everything. I just watched the Old Guard last night after seeing all your posts about it. Loved it!) A plot bunny that came to me and you can have it is picturing the four staring into mirrors and repeating facts about themselves, their birth names, their birth place and year, their parents etc. So that they dont forget them over the centuries even as they have to modernize everything about themselves.

He looks at himself in the mirror one morning, Joe still asleep in their bed behind him, and starts the recitation he must sometimes do.

“My name is Nicolo di Genova,” he mutters to himself, turning on the faucet. “I was born in the Republic of Genoa in summertime, God’s Year 1070. My parents were Domenico and Elisabetta di Genova, and we lived in a house by the Porto. My brothers were Matteo and Pietro. My sisters were -- " he pauses, crosses himself, sees her face as if through a glass darkly, her delight in telling him her secret -- “Caterina, magistra of Salerno, Magdalena, Margarita, and Innocenta who died in the cradle, God rest her. I lived there. I walked its streets. I knew them.”

Nicky finishes his shaving, crawls back into bed, and whispers, “And I love a man named Yusuf.”

“Eh?” Joe stirs, adorably rumpled. “What?”

“Nothing.” Nicky kisses his ear. “Go back to sleep.”

***

The next few mornings later, however, it’s Joe’s turn.

“My name is Yusuf ibn Umar al-Kaysani,” he says to his solemn reflection. “I was born in Cairo, under the Fatimid caliphate, in the month before Ramadan, in the year 461 al-Hijra. My father was Umar ibn Ismail al-Kaysani, and my mother was Maryam bint Tariq ibn Khaled al-Katibi. My brothers by the same mother were Umar, Muhammad, Musa, and Ismail, and my sister was Noor. I was a faris, and I sometimes wished I was a scholar.”

He looks at himself, his face in the mirror, exactly as it was almost a thousand years ago, and does not know what else to say. He inclines his head to his reflection, crawls back into bed, pulls the sleeping Nicky back into his arms, and whispers with a smile into his shoulder, “And I fell in love with an Italian.”

***

Booker’s recitation is quieter.

My name is Sebastien le Livre, it goes, and it pops up at unexpected moments. I’ve always been called by some variant of it as a nickname. Now it’s Booker. I was born in 1777. I was twelve years old when they stormed the Bastille, sixteen when they guillotined the king and told us that we were free of monarchical tyranny forever, a great Republic, and I was twenty-seven when Napoleon Bonaparte became emperor and I went to war.

My father was named Jacques. My mother was named Emilie.

We lived just outside of Paris.

My wife. It alarms him to realize he’s starting to lose the precise shape of her smile, her hands in his hair, the taste of her mouth. Come back to me, he wants to beg. Come back to me, Marie.

My sons. My sons. My sons.

(It hurts to even think their names.)

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Andy tries once, in the dark of the night when the pain of missing Quynh gets too much. Stands up and stares at herself, and really does her best to remember.

My father was...

What was his name? She barely knew him. A gruff and energetic Scythian warlord, almost indivisible from the fine-grained sands of memory. Some rattles that might have been him talking to her, correcting her grip on an ax. He saw no need for daughters to be less than sons in defending the house. At least for a time. She thanks him for that, at least.

My mother, Andy thinks. Surely she must remember that. Her name. Her face. Her gentle smile (was it gentle? She was a Scythian woman, no tender nursemaid, and raised her daughters with axes and hammers in their hands as much as spindle or distaff). My mother...

It’s there. She’ll remember it, she promises, tomorrow. She will.

My sisters....

There were several of them. Four? Was it five? She has a faint memory of running through a vineyard, trampling the vines, and being afraid of punishment. They ran, they hid, they giggled in desperate delight at their own nerve. My sisters.

(She can’t remember their faces.)

(She isn’t sure she can still remember their names.)

#the old guard #the old guard fanfiction #oops i feelingsed #and aha thanks!#roseoswiins #ask

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thedawnbeauty · 3 years ago

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From the moment he arrived, Michael was uncomfortable. The way the air smelled, the choppy waters, even the way the birds flew in different directions. He was taught as a young boy, to notice things. Lily, spent a great deal of her time ensuring he was prepared to read rooms, and sceneries. Rovan looked pleasant, and charming. But Bianca, looked frighten and tired. The two, didn’t match in his mind.

If there was one thing, he couldn’t tolerate, it was the idea of someone messing with the happiness or safety of those he considered his family. Despite looking haggard; she smiled warmly to him and told him about her life now in Rovan, and how she wanted him to meet her family. Over the years, they had spent many evening talking about how Bianca missed her family, and if ever given the chance she wanted to reunite with them. Michael knew he was in no position to say no, when she asked to leave his service and return home.

“ I need you to be polite, and I need you to wear this.” She asked him, holding up a red vest. Red, was her family color, and she wanted to show strength. He agreed with no hesitation as they made their way to the castle, and he was introduced to her cousins, and the Queen, who was her aunt. He watched as the siblings were speaking lowly to each other, obviously distracted and busy. There was something else going on; something they were hiding. It wasn’t made clear until the eldest heir arrived, and spoke of a guest having been taken recently, and how his younger brother Umberto had been attacked and on edge since than.

“ You seem to be a man who can get things accomplishments, I take it you’ve never failed your king” Prince Matteo, was confident and he saw Michael for what he really was, part merchant and part mercenary. Michael watched as the man approached him, even offering his hand in some sort of deal, to encourage him to stay, and have him work for the family.

“ You don’t give enough credit to Bianca, I would have never been successful without her.” Michael took the man hand, not to make any sort of deals, but to not embarrass the prince in front of his family. As Bianca became quickly bothered and irritated suggestion Michael leave right away, asking him to return to his ship and not accept any offers. But Matteo, was too interested in Michael connections to allow him to simply leave and recommended he stay two nights, so his father could atleast thank him, for the ship they had recently purchased from Michael.

Michael sat there sour, and debated the situation in his head. He didn’t refuse conversations with monarchs. “ I’ll stay with Bianca .. than.” He whispered only to learn, Bianca herself didn’t even have the childhood home she spoke about to him.

“ Well you see my father couldn’t afford the payments and so we left, and that’s how you and I met. But the church owns it now, I was able to keep some things of my mother” her fingertips held tightly to the red dress she was wearing.

Even while others were talking, Michael eyes never left Bianca as she painted a fable for her family, and spun a web of lies. He was so baffled, he aggressively laughed, taking her hand when she offered it, for them to retire for the evening.

“ What the fuck Bianca.” He didn’t hesitate the moment they left the throne room, and headed to whatever Accommodations she had been staying in. “ You mean to tell me these people don’t know what really happened, your father didn’t go broke. He was blackmailed into leaving, and you” he poked her chest “ I found you on the street, starving and barely alive. I saved you, and these people.. could have saved you. Now your family house, was given to the church? Fuck, the church, which direction is it in, I’ll show the church a thing or two.” His shoulders began to switch, as Bianca tugged on his arm, to stop talking as she swung her arm towards the door, asking him to go into her bed chamber first, as she closed the door behind her, locking it.

“ It’s more complicated than that, and I’m not here to reclaim my family home. I’m more interested in finding the person who blackmailed my father.” She pointed to the chair for him to sit, so he couldn’t continue to work himself up. He sat there watching her pace back and forth.

“ something happened to me when I was traveling, something bad. . . Something I’m really scared to tell you about. But understand it was my choice and something I needed to do, in order to get back. But I wasn’t expecting this consequence. Do you promise to remaining sitting and not fly off the handle, Michael, promise me.” She asked him now with her arms crossed over her chest.

“ Nope”’he shook his head, pouring himself a glass of wine. “ this is going to be bad, so I’m going to need a level here. Is this bad like when I got banned from my country, or bad like when Luca wanted us to Forgive Nichola Conan. I’m gonna need a level here.” He waited for her, watching her pace again.

“ worse.. way worse, like.. your never going to look at me the same way again, you feel think lowly of me, and probably might never speak to me again” she moved to grab a chair, and sit across from him, holding her chin within her palm.

“ Whatever you did.. I’m sure I have done something in my past that was just as bad. Spill it out Bianca, I’m not going to get anymore patient, what is it.” He set his glass down, and mimic the way she was sitting, watching as she lowered her head, and than whispered it.

“ It cost me.. my virginity .. to be able to sail and arrive here safely, and it’s been two months and I haven’t got my courses.” She looked up watching as his cheeks were turning red. “ It didn’t happen with any of the men you employee, your men would never touch me like that. It was something I was warned about as a child, that it might happen if I wanted to come back. . . That someone along the way would ask for it, and I couldn’t refuse .. and it happened the day before I arrived in Rovan, so it didn’t take place here. It was an agreement my parents made, and on their deathbed, I swore I would honor it.”

Michael remained in absolutely silence, he didn’t fling his chair back, or smash his wine glass to the floor. He genuinely stared at her, extending his hand out to her, which she took quickly and squeezed. He continued to hold her hand in silence for most of the night, when he finally was able to internally compose himself he stood pulling her into a tight hug.

“ You.. are blood of my blood. You are my family.. and whatever decisions you made or honored I will not question and I will not judge. But I’m asking you this, I need you to leave this place Bianca, I need you to pack up your things and go home. This place isn’t your home anymore, you are a Blackwood.. and you belong on the isles, pregnant or not. I will fight everyone here tooth and nail, if they try to stop you from leaving. What.. on earth is keeping you here.”

She would sob into his shoulder blade as he spoke; nodding her head to him. “ I’m looking for

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reidsashleyy · 4 years ago

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One and Only || Spencer Reid

Chapter 4: Coffee and books

[series masterlist]: [previous chapter]:

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Story Description: Juliette Luciano was fifteen when her parents were arrested by the behavioral analysis unit after being double crossed by someone in the Mafia they were apart of. When Julie, her twin brother Matteo, and best friend/sister-in-law Valeria turn twenty they decide to run, leave the life of crime and change their way of life. After seven years of running they realize they were officially in more danger than anticipated when they received surveillance pictures of themselves. But they weren't the only ones who got some. After the BAU decided it would be safe for them to go into witness protection they decide to send in none other than Doctor Spencer Reid in with Julie for extra protection. These two form a bond that will quickly lead them to get into a relationship. Will the relationship be all love and happiness all will it all go dark like everything else in their lives.

Warning: None :)

W.C: 2.2

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"Pretty girl, wake up,"

I groaned and covered Spencers mouth with my hand, "Shhh, I'm trying to sleep,"

He took my hand off his mouth, "It's two in the afternoon. You've been sleeping all day,"

"Well I'm still tired,"

"I should be the one sleeping considering what you paid those girl to do to me,"

I opened my eyes and looked at him, "I'm still tired,"

He kissed my nose, "I'm sorry for this," he said as he got off the bed.

"For what?" I questioned.

He pulled the blanket off of me before turning me over onto my back. He put my hands over his shoulders before pulling me off the bed. I sighed letting my head rest on his shoulder as his hands wrapped around me.

He took us downstairs and sat down on the couch. I lifted my head and looked at him, "Did you have fun last night?"

He shrugged, "No not really but from what I could tell you did,"

I smiled, "I had a bit of fun. How about to make up for putting you through that we go to the library. I love to read so it'll be fun for the both of us,"

"You see that idea I actually like,"

I pressed his cheeks together with my hands, "I knew you would," I said before kissing his puffed lips.

He smiled, "Go get ready,"

I nodded and made my way upstairs. I went to my room and started to look for an outfit. I picked out a pair of black and white plaid pants, along with a black top. I grabbed a pair of no-show socks and my black and white pair of old skool vans. I changed before going to my bathroom. I brushed my teeth and hair, followed by applying light makeup.

I made sure I looked okay before I grabbed my purse and went back downstairs. I walked over to Spencer he smiled and stood up. He pulled off the hair tie that had my hair in a low ponytail, his hands fluffing up my hair.

"I like it when you wear your hair down,"

He put the hair tie around his wrist, "Don't loose that, it's my favorite hair tie," I said.

He chuckled, "It's just a regular red hair tie,"

"Yeah but it's the only one that I own that's red and red is my favorite color,"

"Okay, come on let's go. I noticed a library a couple minutes away from here that doesn't require a library card and according to my estimates on the speed we walk at we'll be there in fifteen minutes,"

I decided to not question him and nodded, "Okay, let's go"

He grabbed my hand interlocking our fingers as we walked out of the house. Spencer had expressed how he didn't really like the heat but since I did he would tag along and walk around with me. I had told him he didn't need to do that but he insisted on doing it anyway.

We were walking when I heard him whisper my name. I turned to look at him, he showed me his finger that had a monarch butterfly on it. He put it closer to me and I let go of his hand as I backed away from him.

"Get that thing away from me," I said.

His brows furrowed, "Why? Wait are you afraid of butterflies?"

I quickly nodded. He smiled and let the butterfly fly away, "May I know why?"

I continued to walk next to him, "When I was thirteen I was laughing and one flew into my mouth. I almost died by choking on a fucking butterfly which is why I now cover my mouth when I'm laughing,"

He burst out laughing, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah, when you see Matteo and Val you can ask them. That's why they gave me the nickname butterfly. They made a nickname from my near death experience,"

"I'm sure you weren't about to die,"

"Trust me I was. While Val was helping me cough up the stupid butterfly Matteo was recording the entire thing while laughing. I was literally turning purple like Thanos and Matteo was getting a good laugh out of it. He said he is going to play that video at my wedding if I ever end up getting married,"

"Who's Thanos?"

I looked up at Spencer as we reached the front doors of the library. We walked inside and I pulled Spencer to the kids section of the library starting to look for any book that was about the avengers. I found one and went to a page that had Thanos' face on it.

"That's Thanos. He was the villain in like two Marvel movies, if you want we can watch them but I'm pretty sure you're going to hate the movies," I said quietly as to not disturb the other people in the library who were reading.

"My team is always telling me I should try doing new things so I'll think about it,"

We were walking further down the library trying to find a book Spencer hasn't read yet when we both started smelling the scent of coffee. We followed it like how a search dog follows the scent of the missing person they are searching for. We walked over to the built in coffee shop and ordered somethings.

"Can I have a black coffee with extra sugar," said Spencer before he at me.

"Can I have a black coffee with hazelnut creamer. Oh and one of those blueberry muffins,"

The barista wrote down our order before asking for Spencers name and walking away. I let my head rest against Spencers arm as we waited for our coffees. When they were placed on the counter along with a bag that contained my muffin Spencer paid and we walked off to the part of the library that had the books by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

"Fun fact, Conan Doyle is my favorite writer," I said.

"I could tell, you have a lot of his work on your bookshelves back in Virginia,"

I nodded as I took a sip of my coffee, "Mhm, try and guess what my favorite book is,"

He looked at me while drinking his coffee, "I feel like you'd like his Sherlock Holmes books the most,"

"Wrong mister profiler, sure I enjoy reading his Sherlock collection but my favorite book is actually that one," I said as I stood on my tippy toes to point at, The Narrative Of John Smith.

He reached up and grabbed it handing it to me. I saw he got a tiny smile on his face when he saw the book, "You don't own that one do you?"

I shook my head, "It's my favorite but I only read it when I come to libraries. I haven't bought it because I like sitting in places like these so I can just relax and read,"

He smiled before he grabbed his own book, A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle. We walked over to one of the empty tables by one of the windows and sat down. I opened the small white bag and pulled out my muffin, moving away the cupcake holder so I could take a bite. I opened the front of the book to be met with writing.

"The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves and not to twist them to fit our own image,"

I smiled when right below the quote it read, "If you know who said this quote you get a kiss," I nudged Spencer. He looked over at me with brows furrowed just a tiny bit.

I pointed to the quote, "Give me a kiss, I know who said that," I whispered.

He read it then meeting my eyes again, "Who?"

"Thomas Merton,"

"And here I thought you were trying to trick me into kissing you," he said before placing a quick peak on my lips.

I laughed quietly and started to read the book. I was a couple chapters in when I saw Spencer stand up and go back to the bookshelves. I realized he had already finished reading his book. I focused back on my book. After ten minutes I felt my phone vibrate on the table, I grabbed it noticing it was a text from an unknown number.

Unknown: Hi Julie, you look so pretty reading that book. The good doctor looks like he's having fun picking out more books.

Unknown: *2 attachments*

I clicked to see the pictures and saw it was one of me reading, the other being of Spencer with a bunch of books in his hands. I gulped and blocked the number, it could just be someone joking with me but it also couldn't.

"You okay?" I heard Spencer say as he sat down with a bunch of books.

I turned my phone off before placing it down, "Yup! I forget how fast you read,"

He smiled, "I never seen you read a book but you read pretty slow. It takes you an average of five minutes and twenty three seconds to turn a page,"

"I'm dyslexic dummy. I have trouble reading because my eyes and brain like messing with me,"

"Oh, sorry,"

"It's okay. I have visual dyslexia and it only gets bad when I'm reading, I skip over words and lines so that's why I take forever to read but oddly enough reading is my favorite thing to do,"

He smiled, "And you still managed to graduate early and get your bachelors degree by eighteen,"

"Yes I did," I replied with a smile.

He kissed the top of my head before we went back to reading. We spent four hours in the library reading until the nice librarian told us it was closing and if we wanted to check out any of the books we should do that now. We thanked her before we collected our things and put the books we grabbed back where they were. We walked out of the library and I looked up at Spencer.

"I'm hungry can we go get some food. I ate like ten muffins but that's not enough," I said.

"You ate nine and a half I ate the other half of your last muffin, but sure where do you want to go?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. You choose,"

"How do you feel about pizza?"

"Sure, wait I thought when I got up to use the bathroom someone threw my muffin away. You were the one who ate it?"

"Yeah, sorry about that,"

"Mhm," I hummed as we kept walking back to the house. When we got there Spencer laid down on the couch as I ordered the pizza. When I was finished I walked over to him and laid down on top of him.

He put his arm around me, "Don't think I forgot about your part of the deal. I'm going to catch you by surprise one day,"

I smiled, "I know you will. We have an approximated twenty minutes before the pizza arrives, what do you want to do?"

He grabbed the throw blanket on the couch and put it over us before he held me closer, "I want to hold you,"

"Sounds like a plan,"

I felt his hand drawing patterns on my back so I copied his actions by drawing different patterns on his chest. After ten minutes I heard his breathing had evened out and when I looked up he was asleep. I whisper-giggled before I drew a heart on his chest.

"You just proved my point of you being able to falling asleep literally anywhere," I whispered.

I put my head down on his chest listening to his steady heartbeat. When he was upset his head went under my shirt but when it was my turn to be upset all I wanted to do was rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. He wouldn't mind it either, he'd always take my phone and play quiet music while he recited poems from his head so I could feel better. That was one of the many things I loved about him.

I was too lost in hearing his heartbeat that I had forgotten about the pizza I ordered. I carefully got up and grabbed the money from the coffee table before heading to the front door. I opened it and payed the delivery guy before closing the door. I set the two pizzas down on coffee table and opened the one with pepperoni as I sat down on the floor.

I grabbed a slice immediately taking a bite, "Are planning to eat that without me" I heard from behind me.

I turned my head, "Yes,"

He smiled and reached over for a slice as he sat up. We ate and talked for a little about our favorite poet was. I obviously said Emily Dickinson was my favorite and how I loved when he would recite her poems. He promised he'd do it more often from now own along with reciting some from his favorite, Shakespeare.

I sighed loudly and put my hands on my tummy, "I look pregnant, I ate too much." I said.

Spencer laughed, "Water can help the bloating go down,"

I stood up, "I don't think water can fit inside of me anymore but I'm still going to go drink it,"

I made my way to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water before heading back to the living room. I drank some before Spencer pulled me down to him on the couch. We laid on our sides, I infront of Spencer as he put an arm over my waist and started a movie.

Sleeping Beauty.

My favorite.

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nadhirahhamidun · 4 years ago

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My Windenburg Royal Family 👑

Heyya! Today (or tonight because it’s nighttime here) I’ll be sharing my third royal family. Well I’ve shared them here before on Christmas Day wish. Let’s just say today’s post is like an official introduction 😂

And now I present to you the Royal Family of Windenburg, also known as the House of St. Romane.

Front row: HM Queen Eleonora I of Windenburg and HRH Hitachi, The Prince Consort.

Back row: TRH Crown Princess Lucrezia and Princess Esmeralda of Windenburg.

Of course we’ll begin with the monarch herself. Born as the eldest child of the late King Matteo I of Windenburg and Queen Consort Malia (née McCain), Queen Eleonora was destined to be the queen since her birth. In my save file, Windenburg is the only kingdom since it’s establishment that applies Absolute Primogeniture rules. Hence, she was the heir apparent without any doubt.

Becoming the first queen regnant of Windenburg was quite a challenge for her, since she has to prove to people that she can be a great ruler, just like her predecessors to her kingdom. With the help of her family and a group of trusted councils, she prevailed to be one of the best rulers of Windenburg. Recently, she celebrated her Silver Jubilee as the monarch.

Up next is the Prince Consort. Known as Lord Hitachi Lugo before his marriage to the Queen, he’s the eldest child of the late Rosa Lugo, 2nd Duchess of Lugo and Mr Ryu Mitsukushi. He was supposed to inherit the Dukedom of Lugo, but relinquished his right to inherit it before marrying the Queen (then the Crown Princess).

If you ask why his name is Hitachi, it was because his late father was half Japanese, and would love his children to bear Japanese names. Hence, Hitachi and his two siblings, Marui (now the 3rd Duke of Lugo) and Lady Eriko Wang (née Lugo) all bore Japanese names, and were given their mother’s surname (Lugo).

Now it’s the Crown Princess. She was 4 years old when her mother unexpectedly ascended to the throne, after the sudden death of her grandfather. For Lucrezia, she had a hard time growing up as the current heir apparent. Knowing she doesn’t have the freedom like her younger sister, she was quite jealous of Esmeralda.

They had a strained relationship for years, and it was deepened by the fact on how her sister is much more popular than her (due to her beauty and kindness). On the other hand, she was dubbed the wild princess (I will not elaborate but yes she was wild). That all changed after the Palace was forced to announce that she was suffering from some health problems and seeking help from the professional. During her recuperation years, she rarely attended official duties and was off from the spotlight.

When she finally returns and resumes her duty after graduating from Windenburg National University (WNU) with a degree in political science, her approval ratings started to rise. Between her official duties, her support for patronages and charity etc., the Crown Princess steadily gains popularity and many believe she could be ready to be the kingdom’s queen regnant one day.

Last but not least, Princess Esmeralda. As the second child, she is not expected to be the future monarch. Thus, she had more freedom growing up. Known for her beauty and kindness, the princess has been ranked as one of the most popular royals in the world for many years.

Unlike her older sister, Esmeralda never holds any jealousy towards her sister. Acknowledging Lucrezia’s difficulty in adapting to her role as the future monarch, she has been trying to mend their relationship and helping her in any ways she can. When Lucrezia finally seek help for her problems, Esmeralda has been helping her in getting better. Today, the sisters are not on bad terms, but it has not been an easy journey for them.

Recently graduated with a degree in education from Willow Creek’s The University of Willowian (UOW), many are presuming the princess might have a big announcement soon. She had been rumoured to be in a long-term relationship with a certain gentleman (possibly a prince(?)) from the neighbouring kingdom. Nothing is certain, but we’ll just have to wait and see 👀

#simblr #sims royalty #nadhirahroyals

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ettawritesnstudies · 2 months ago

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I made some edits for the Runaways side characters!

In order: Lady Brigid, the Seelie Monarchs: King Oberon and Queen Titania, Quercu, and the Twins: Matteo and Marco Semivera

Check back on Friday when I'll be posting their full character introductions!

#etta rambles #writeblr #runaways #writeblr community #character aesthetic #ya fantasy #indie author

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hachibe · 5 years ago

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Rules: Name 10 different characters from 10 different things (books, tv, movies, etc)

Tagged by @procrastinatingbisexual

Ma Anan Sheela (Wild Wild Country)

Toph Beifong (Avatar: the last airbender)

Woody (This is England)

Yossarian (Catch-22)

Matteo Florenzi (Druck)

Amira Naybet (Skam España)

Abed Nadir (Community)

Roimata Mangakahia (Whitin the Wires)

Sylvia Tiejens (Parade's End)

Dr Mrs The Monarch/Dr Girlfriend (The Venture Bros.)

Tagging @fille-lioncelle @tristealven @clariserenaldi

#i love all of them

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hanjeongrp · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Hanjeong, Monarch Matteo. You are quite the merfolk. At 26 (126), you have quite a claim to ruling the merfolk.

Enjoy paradise.

OOC:

Name/Alias: Crystal

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 21+

Timezone: Central

IC:

Biography Information:

OC Name: Prince Matteo (Daeseong)

FC: Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) of SF9

Species: Merfolk

Occupation: Monarch

Home Location: Ocean

Gender: Demi-boy

Pronouns: He/They

Age: 126 (26)

Claim: Perennial Royalty/Monarch

Biography:

Trigger Warnings: Death

The story of Matteo began long before their birth, back when the former king was a prince himself. He was in love with a woman who was very much not his fiancée. She became pregnant and in order to not ruin the future alliance, they deposited the newborn in the Mediterranean Sea. The prince became the king and married his fiancée. An heir was born and the bastard child was all but forgotten by the king.

For the first ten years of their life, Matteo was not raised by their birth family. That honor went to humble herbalists. They specialized in aquatic plants and herbs, primarily for healing. Despite being a commoner among the merfolk, Matteo was happy. They had enough to eat and a little sister. They played with the local children. Their life was normal. Then, the queen died in childbirth.

There were whispers. No sooner had the mourning period ended than the king took on a new wife. His childhood sweetheart.

Once Matteo was older, he fully understood the situation. The new queen didn’t want to just be the stepmother to the future king. She wanted her child in the throne. After a year of trying to conceive with no avail, she remembered she already had one. Matteo was technically the oldest sibling and if he was legitimized, he would became the rightful heir. Bringing him back would be the simplest way to cement her position.

The king agreed to the queen’s request and Matteo was snatched from his adoptive family. Though he tried to contact them, he was quickly told to forget about them. They weren’t his real family; the royal family was. Naturally, Matteo’s brothers did not take kindly to their sudden demotions. Though they tried to ignore their older sibling, it was them who ended up fading into the background. Matteo was eager to do well, to make his family proud. Despite not being born into the castle, he surpassed his brothers in strategy and political affairs.

Really, it was arrogance that was the downfall of the current king. The royal parents did not foresee that the heir they demanded would retaliate. Though the king was a decent king, they were a negligent father at best. Years of resentment caused Matteo to stage a silent coup, ending with their father under house arrest under the guise of health issues. Matteo became the monarch and named their cousin Serenity the heir. No one outside of the rebellion has ever learned the truth.

Anything else? Changes you want to make? Comments you have? Extras you want to include?: Daeseong was the name given to Matteo by his biological parents. He stopped going by the name the second he was crowned monarch. They never really went by the name outside of formal affairs anyways.

#kim seokwoo #rowoon #sf9 #beach rp #hanacceptance #matteo #death tw

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goalhofer · 2 years ago

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2023 World Baseball Classic Italy Roster

Pitchers

#7 Michele Vassalotti (Carolina Mudcats/Valencia, Venezuela)

#17 Braxton Lorenzini (free agent/Aurora, Colorado)

#19 Alex Bassani (Fortitudo Baseball 1953/Castel San Pietro Terme)

#21 Vincenzo Aiello (Staten Island FerryHawks/Staten Island, New York)

#25 Jeffrey Passantino (Gigantes De Carolina/Ft. Myers, Florida)

#29 Steven Woods; Jr. (free agent/Huntington, New York)

#33 Matt Harvey (free agent/Mystic, Connecticut)

#34 Vin Timpanelli (Chattanooga Lookouts/Staten Island, New York)

#35 Brian Marconi (Lehigh Valley IronPigs/Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

#36 Glenn Albanese; Jr. (Rocket City Trash Pandas/Wheaton, Illinois)

#38 Ryan Castellani (Kansas City Monarchs/Phoenix, Arizona)

#41 Joe Biagini (free agent/Redwood City, California)

#42 Matteo Bocchi (Parma B.C./Parma)

#44 Claudio Scotti (FCL Mets/Rome)

#46 Sam Gaviglio (free agent/Ashland, Oregon)

#48 Michael Nittoli (Iowa Cubs/Tempe, Arizona)

#53 Neil Pallante (St. Louis Cardinals/San Clemente, California)

#64 Nick Fanti (free agent/Smithtown, New York)

#67 Matt Festa (Seattle Mariners/Brooklyn, New York)

#72 Alessandro Ercolani (FCL Pirates/Borgo Maggiore)

#75 Nicolò Pinazzi (Dayton Tortugas/Milan)

#77 Tiago Da Silva (Generales De Durango/São Paulo, Brazil)

#90 Mitchell Stumpo (Reno Aces/Raleigh, North Carolina)

#92 Joe LaSorsa (Tampa Bay Rays/Mt. Kisco, New York)

#94 Joey Marciano (Sacramento River Cats/Carbondale, Illinois)

Catchers

#30 Alberto Mineo (Parma B.C./Gorizio)

#41 Vito Friscia (Philadelphia Phillies/Oyster Bay, New York)

#42 Brett Sullivan (San Diego Padres/Stockton, California)

#59 Dominic Miroglio (Arizona Diamondbacks/Oakland, California)

Infielders

#8 Nick Lopez (Kansas City Royals/Naperville, Illinois)

#9 Vinnie Pasquantino (Kansas City Royals/Chesterfield County, Virginia)

#20 Miles Mastrobuoni (Chicago Cubs/San Ramon, California)

#22 David Fletcher (Los Angeles Angels/Cypress, California)

#82 Robel García (Toros Del Este/Las Matas De Farfán, Dominican Republic)

#91 John Valente (Toledo Mud Hens/New Rochelle, New York)

Outfielders

#3 Dominic Fletcher (Reno Aces/Cypress, California)

#11 Sal Frelick (Nashville Sounds/Lexington, Massachusetts)

#78 Ben DeLuzio (Iowa Cubs/St. Louis, Missouri)

Coaches

Manager Mike Piazza (Italiana Baseball/Phoenixville, Pennsylvania)

Bench coach Blake Butera (Hudson Valley Renegades/Metairie, Louisiana)

Pitching coach Mike Borzello (Italiana Baseball/Los Angeles, California)

Bullpen coach Jason Simontacchi (Omaha Storm Chasers/Mountain Valley, CA)

1B/Infield coach Jack Santora (Tri-City Dust Devils/Monterey, California)

3B/Hitting coach Chris Denorfia (Hartford Yard Goats/Southington, Connecticut)

Outfield coach Michele Gerali (Italiana Baseball/Parma)

Assistant coach Joe Hsu (Hardin-Simmons University Cowboys/Abilene, Texas)

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