#also I missed James being SO dramatic when he's not feeling good

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic March 21 – prompt 21: Skele-gro – word count 729

Skele-gro - Regrows missing bones

“How long do I have? Please, I need to tell my friends goodbye!”

“Oh, stop fussing, Mr Potter, you won’t be dying today, I assure you!”

 Remus chuckled as Madame Pomfrey’s exasperated voice rose form behind the curtain. He knew Poppy, and the more she talked, the better the news. It was when she silently went to work on whatever wounds she had to deal with that you needed to worry, and he knew that better than anyone else. To be honest, he had worried when James had plummeted from his broom to the ground during the Gryffindor versus Slytherin Quidditch match earlier. Marlene had aimed a bludger at the Slytherin seeker, but Regulus Black had dodged it at the last second while James, who had been right behind him, had been hit at full force. They had immediately taken him to the Hospital Wing, him and Peter levitating him as carefully as they could while Sirius held his left hand as James moaned he didn’t feel his right arm anymore and Marlene followed, apologising every few steps.

The curtain was abruptly moved back, revealing the bed where James laid in his pyjamas, his right arm bandaged and secured around his neck.

“Now stay down, Mr Potter,” Madame Pomfrey said. “You can stay with your friends for a while, before they have to leave but don’t you dare get up, alright?”

The others immediately gathered around the bed, while Remus moved to the nurse’s side.

“How is he?” he asked.

“Rarely seen such a bad fracture,” she shook her head. “I had to vanish the bone and give him Skele-gro to have it regrow from scratch, so he’ll have to stay overnight. But he should be fine tomorrow morning, even if he looks about to make his will right now.”

Remus looked back at the bed, where James was slowly patting Marlene on the head as she apologised once again.

“I forgive you, McKinnon, I know you didn’t mean it,” he said slowly. “You can have my position as Captain when I’m gone. If you want to amend, you can name the first son you and Dorcas will have after me.”

“You’ll be alright, Prongs, we’ve seen worse,” Peter shook his head, a small smile on his face.

“Et tu, Peter?” James moaned. “I lay dying and you betray me like this, trying to make me believe I’ll be back again on my broom, my only reason to live?”

“I thought I was your only reason to live!” Sirius exclaimed from where he was kneeling by the bed, James’s left hand clutched in his.

“Padfoot, my brother,” James sighed, turning to look at Sirius. “Take care of my parents for me, will you? You’ll be the only one they’ll have left.”

“I promise, Prongs, on my life,” Sirius said solemnly.

“Are you sure you’re his boyfriend and not Mr Potter?” Madame Pomfrey asked in a puzzled tone.

Remus just chuckled and joined the others at James’s bedside. As he settled by his side, he felt Sirius lean into him, his tense body relax slightly as the tension of the accident waned.

“You’d better sleep now, Prongs,” he smiled. “Skele-gro isn’t fun, you’d better have some rest while you can.”

“And spend the night here all on my own? On my deathbed?”

“It’s not your deathbed, Prongs” Peter rolled his eyes. “Cheer up, we still managed to beat Slytherin despite your accident!”

“Speaking of,” Remus looked at James. “How did that happen? Baby Black managed to dodge Marlene’s bludger, and you’re normally fast as well yet you got hit.”

James muttered something as his cheeks got red. Remus felt Sirius tense again by his side and he passed an arm around his boyfriend, letting his fingers massage his shoulder while Sirius leaned even more into him.

“What was that?” Peter smirked.

James muttered again, not looking up from his bedsheets, but Marlene shook her head.

“He got distracted looking at baby Black,” she snorted. “It’s been like this the whole match.”

James got even redder and managed to look up from the bed to Sirius, who hid his face in Remus’s shoulder.

“I told you he was walking into walls way more often than usual, baby” Remus chuckled.

“This is not fair, Moony,” Sirius whined. “Is no one straight here anymore?”

“No, thank goodness,” Remus answered, kissing his boyfriend’s hair.

[baby-jaguar]

CoD Wedding Headcannons

Some sweet love for our boys, hoping to cheer anyone up after MW3. While the photos do have fem/wedding dresses in them, I tried to make it as gender neutral as possible!

I hope everyone can enjoy!

Price

Getting married to Price warrants an old Hollywood glamour, something more intimate and small for the people you both hold close, so you can make memories of the long-awaited night while being able to relax in good nature of the celebration.

You both decided to find a nice speakeasy for both the ceremony and reception, as Price had surprised you and rented out the entire venue. The soft and warm glow of candles and old lights casted a romantic light on you, showing the etheral glow to you.

Price is a traditional man, and decided to save his first look to seeing you walk down the aisle. As your eyes lock onto his, he sniffles and the distinct tell of his moustance twitching is what keys you in on him being able to feel comfortable showing his emotions as he hones his ice blue eyes on you.

He did in fact, make quite the show for your first kiss, taking you in his arms and giving you a gentle but deep dip, showing off the romantic (almost steamy) touch of your lips as you lock in your unity.

Your first dance is a slow sway in circles, focused on whispering sweet nothings to each other in between the kisses you reach up to give him. Saving the absolute last dance for both of you, as the clock strikes into midnight and the day is now Sunday, Etta James' Sunday Kind of Love plays out softly as you sway together before heading up to your honeymoon suite.

Vows:

"My angel, you have been everything I believed I never deserved. You have shown me what I have always been missing, the love that I never knew of. I know I will never be able to amount to the thankfulness of you sticking by me through and through, I will never stop thanking the heavens of the gold and glory that you are, as you run through my veins to find your home in my heart.

Just as I fought by your side on the field, I promise to fight for our love, to shield it from any harm that may come its way. Through the scars and wounds we bear, both seen and unseen, I vow to cherish every part of you. Your strength, your vulnerability, your laughter, and your tears - they are all precious to me. Our love is a force that any creature made by god would fear, as I know we are forever to be unstoppable together, through every small and great task.

Together, we will conquer any obstacle that stands in our way. I promise to never forget the sacrifices made; honoring our fallen, for they have paved and protected the way for our love. They watch over us, guiding us, and reminding us to cherish every moment we have. I love you, with every last being of myself, and even past my last breath. Forever and always, angel."

Gaz

Gaz has a flair for the dramatics and also loves a fairytale and nature aesthetic. He requested a fairytale wedding, and it was an extravagant night for the two of you. Gaz values some traditions but was ready to blow those to the wind for his excitement to celebrate your love. You did a first look, and he was rendered speechless as he took in your form, tears already pooling and beginning to stream down his face.

Gaz took the time with you to learn a ballroom dance for your first song, impressing your guests and even yourselves with how beautiful and magical the two of you are. Cutting the cake was a very sweet moment for the two of you, as you both happened to have the same thought and booped each other on the nose with icing at the same moment.

Your wedding was held in a mountaintop venue, the night sky showing all the stars that shined brightly and reflected on a lake, approving of your love as if the faries make an appearance for your royal court of a wedding. As you danced the night away, Kyle was sure to keep a mix of whispering the most heart warming sweet nothings, and making sure to catch your reaction by the photographers when he murmured sinfully sweet thoughts in your ear.

Vows:

"Through the chaos and uncertainty, you became my anchor, guiding me with your strength and infectious spirit. Together, we have faced the darkest of days, and it is in those moments that our love has grown stronger. When I look into your eyes, I see a reflection of my hopes, dreams, and desires.

Your love has breathed life into my soul, and I vow to nourish that love with tenderness and compassion. I promise to be your confidant, your partner, and your best friend, as your happiness is everything that can and will continue to let my heartbeat to our special song. I promise to be the keeper of your dreams, the one who will protect and nourish you from any challenges we face, always together.

You are my life; I will walk beside you, hand in hand, supporting you in every step. You are the greatest reward life has ever, granted me. With every beat of my heart, I will love you fiercely, unconditionally, and without reservation, for you are the missing piece that completes me."

Soap

Johnny was all for having a fun and colorful wedding, and a maximalist and retro decor was decided on. Because for a MacTavish? Go big or go home baby.

He never stopped smiling the day of your wedding, his astonishment at the environment and scene of your unity never leaving his face. You decided to read your vows privately to each other, holding hands and having your backs to each other while waiting to have your first look down the aisle. Under disco balls, your first dance felt like something out of a movie.

Johnny was one to always show off, and he was sure to spin and dip you around, his strength holding you as he even lifted you and twirled you around. Now as a real MacTavish, you both knew how to throw a party and made sure that your open bar helped your guests get as wild as you two are.

If you did decide to wear a garter, or simply put one on for the tradition, Johnny made a damn great show of taking it off; crawling underneath your dress/between your legs and made you squeak in embarrassment as his stuble tickled your thigh.

Vows:

"Today, I stand before you, to pledge my undying love. You, my little sparrow, have held my attention, obsession, and heart from the moment our eyes met. I promise to always have your back, whether we're dodging bullets or just trying to figure out what to have for dinner. With you, life is an adventure, and I can't wait to tackle it together.

I promise to be your partner in crime for life, always up for exploring new horizons and creating memories we’ll never live down, But as long as we're together, every moment will be an adventure worth cherishing.

You bring laughter and lightness to my life, even in the darkest of times. Your smile is like a ray of sunshine breaking through the storm clouds. Life is too short to not enjoy the simple pleasures, and with you by my side, every moment is a treasure.

I vow to keep the flames of passion alive, As Our love is a fire that burns bright, even amidst the chaos. I promise to keep the spark alive, to always pursue you with the same determination and intensity that challenges the forces of this earth."

Ghost

Simon was enthusiastic to have a wedding that featured a dark and mystical aesthetic. He wanted something small and private, requesting that it be some of your closest friends and family to spend the special night together.

With a romantic and dark church, it was a powerful and mystical wedding that incorporates both of your energies. You both decided not to have groomsmen/bridesmaids and instead placed altars of your fallen teammates and loved ones under the arch with you two, feeling their love in your unity.

Simon waited for his first look down the aisle but began crying with a wavering voice during your vows. During the first dance, he lifted you to stand atop of his feet, holding you as he moved the both of you in a surprising fashion of a waltz, elegantly for the seasoned stealth veteran.

His eyes seemed to swim with tears, iris' almost as black as his pupils in the dark lit church and ballroom. His eyes were rarely straying from you, far to enamored with keeping every memory to be held in his soul- even in the next life.

Vows:

"From the darkness where death once consumed us, to the light that now shines through our love, I stand here today, my heart laid bare, to vow my eternal devotion to you. In the face of danger, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, our love has blossomed like a fragile flower, defying all odds. Today, I stand here, a silent guardian, to pledge my undying love and devotion to you. In our promise, my heart will always yearn for your touch, laughter, and the warmth of your presence.

Through the pain and loss we have endured, I promise to cherish every memory we share. Your laughter, your touch, your soul - they are etched into the very fabric of my existence. I will hold you as tenderly as the spirits did when creating you, as you are a gift that I will forever cherish. In this broken world, I vow to mend any pieces of your heart, to hold you close when the weight of the past becomes too heavy to bear.

I will be your strength when you feel weak, your rock when you need stability. With you, I have found a love that mends the scars of the past."

Graves

Phillip desired a venue within the wilderness and countryside, deciding that a farm with a Barn reception was perfect. His vows were as strong as his commands, his voice was deep and rich with honey, and maybe a few tears, as he spoke his heart out to you and let the crowd hear just how much you have changed him into a loving man.

You partook in “burying the bourbon,” planting a favorite bottle in the ground of your wedding venue, one month prior. Once dug out, you intertwined arms and took shots all night, the heat of the drink and your love enveloping you both. two-stepping through the night on the dance floor, he twirled you expertly and dipped you low to the ground before always leaving a kiss on your lips.

It was during the ceremony that he surprised you, having ordered a mechanical bull for you and the guests to ride. Taking you and himself on the first ride, you laughed so hard you cried at how silly, but fun it was.

Taking you to the airport after the wedding, he had a classic American car with a "Just Married" sign on the back. And of course, the Shadows were your escort to the airport.

Vows:

"My sweetheart, from the moment our stubborn hearts crossed paths, I sensed a connection deeper than what ties us to this life. I will be a guardian of our love, ensuring that it shines brightly in every step I take, and every breath I draw, as you are the whisper that breathes into my greatest devotion.

In the depths of my soul, and the depths of you, I promise to carry our love of shared laughter, whispered promises, and the unspoken bond that will forever be the piece that grounds me in this realm. I vow to live a life worthy of the love you bless me with, to carry forward the lessons you teach me, and to honor the sacrifices we have made to make it this far, together.

Your courage, compassion, and unwavering loyalty will forever inspire me, my angel, whom I vow to cherish and love and you beat your wings to the pulse of my heart.

As I walk this Earth with you by my side, I know that we will be forever united no matter the realm we are in. As our love knows no boundaries, and as we exchange these vows, we will be together, holding each other in a timeless embrace. To the moon and farther, you are my saving grace. ”

Alejandro

Alejandro was excited to celebrate your commitment and love to each other, already planning a massive celebration between each other's families, friends, and Los Vaqueros, who helped set up your beautiful wedding. In true Vaquero fashion, the Wedding Lasso Ceremony was incorporated.

By a thick cord of white rope, the priest tied it around you two in an infinity shape and blessed your unity to eternity. As he read his vows to you, Alejandro tried very hard to not cry but in the last paragraph (and from hearing his own mother’s soft sniffles in the crowd) he had a quiet sob while his eyes found yours, reciting the lines from his heart.

As the ceremony concluded, you and Alejandro rode your horses down the streets of the town, waving and smiling at all who had come out to shout and cheer for your parade of love in La Callejoneada, many throwing rice and flower petals towards you two in a token of celebration. Your wedding was held in an orchard of Mango trees, the meaning of affection and adoration not.

Vows:

"Mi Amor, as we stand together, I vow to be the person you deserve, to love you unconditionally, and to be a witness to your growth and transformation. Our love is a flame that burns brightly, illuminating the path before us, and I am grateful to walk it by your side.

In your eyes, I find the force that drives me to be what you deserve, as you are the most sacred thing to ever cross the path of my heart. Eres mi existencia, la luz que hace que mi sangre lata en mi corazón como siempre ha sido el tuyo. (You are my existence, the light that makes my blood beat into my heart as it has always been yours.)

Mi Vida, in you, I have found a sanctuary where I can be myself, unburdened by the weight of the world. I vow to be your shelter and support, and together, we will create a haven of love and understanding, where we can always find solace and rejuvenation.

Desde este día en adelante, caminaremos juntos por el sendero de la vida, enfrentando los desafíos con valentía y compartiendo las risas y los sueños. Mi amor por ti trasciende las palabras y se manifiesta en cada gesto, en cada mirada, y en cada latido de mi corazón."

(From this day forward, we will walk the path of life together, facing challenges with courage and sharing laughter and dreams. My love for you transcends words and is manifested in every gesture, in every look, and in every beat of my heart.)

Rudy

Rodolfo was ready for a celebration but wanted to keep it intimate to your closest family and friends, and of course, Los Vaqueros as well. You both chose a beautiful wedding venue next to the beach, having the white decorations tied into the beautiful white sand and blue ocean water.

Exchanging Las Arras matrimoniales proved to be heartwarming as the priest and los padrinos y madrinas made sure you felt the love as you became a Parra, a member of their family. You were surprised as Rudy managed to only have his eyes water during his vows but his voice wavered, and he had to clear his throat multiple times while reading them aloud.

That didn’t stop his voice from showing his conviction and devotion; entering the reception, Rudy placed you on a lone chair in the middle of the dance floor and lined up with his men and a mariachi band. Under the sunset, he serenaded you. His voice rang out richly and perfectly, causing tears to stream down your face as your hand laid over your heart to try and keep it still.

Vows:

“Mi Cielo, your presence in my life has been like a symphony, each note perfectly harmonizing with the next. Together, we have created a melody that resonates deep within me. You have become my muse, my inspiration, and the beat of my soul.

Mi Corazón, prometo nutrir nuestro amor como una flor delicada, cuidándolo con cuidado y devoción. Así como un compositor cultiva su obra maestra, yo me haré cargo de nuestro amor, colmándolo de cariño, comprensión y respeto. Nuestro amor florecerá, irradiando su belleza al mundo. (My Heart, I promise to nourish our love like a delicate flower, tending to it with care and devotion. Just as a composer cultivates his masterpiece, I will take charge of our love, showering it with affection, understanding and respect. Our love will blossom, radiating its beauty to the world.)

Our love is a masterpiece, and I promise to protect it with all my being. As we embark on this journey together, I vow to always walk beside you, hand in hand, navigating the twists and turns that life may bring. Our love will be the melody that carries us through, and with you by my side, I am confident that we can conquer anything. En este día y todos los días venideros, me comprometo a amarte con cada fibra de mi ser. (On this day and every day to come, I commit to loving you with every fiber of my being.)

Our love is a melody that sings of devotion and commitment, and I am honored to be the one who shares this beautiful symphony with you.”

König

While planning your wedding, König asked for a deal between you two for the ceremony. If you granted him a private elopement, he would deliver the wedding of your dreams. Deliver he did, as he picked a literal castle for your venue. An enchanting and historic architecture with plants adding to the mystical feel, he made you feel as decadent as two rulers who are together forever more and uniting two kingdoms.

He chose to speak his vows privately to you, with a camera pointed towards you to watch as you both had tears running down your faces at the words spoken softer than any feeling your heart has ever felt before. However, he knew that a party was needed to celebrate your love, so the reception was held in a ballroom that overlooked the forest.

As a man who values his heritage, you and König had a private ‘Brautraub’ where you hid within the castle, waiting for him to figuratively seek and kidnap you as a symbol of starting a new portion of your life with him as he (literally) swept you off your feet and into his arms.

Vows:

"Mein Schätz, our love is vital as the bond between two rulers has created a kingdom of love and unity that reigns within our souls. You are the crown of my life, the sun that illuminates my kingdom. With you, I have experienced the true meaning of love and devotion as you have captured my heart, forever I will honor and protect you, as you are my guiding star that will lead me to my heaven.

Mein Liebling, ich gelobe, unsere Liebe wie ein kostbares Juwel zu hegen und sie mit Hingabe und Aufmerksamkeit zu pflegen. Ich gelobe, unsere Liebe immer zu nähren und sie stärker zu machen als einen funkelnden Diamanten, denn niemand wird jemals meine Hingabe an Dich schmälern. (My darling, I vow to cherish our love like a precious jewel and to nurture it with devotion and attention. I vow to always nourish our love and make it stronger than a sparkling diamond, for no one will ever diminish my devotion to you.)

Meine Sonne und Sterne, I vow to cherish and nurture our bond with tenderness and care. Like a king protects his kingdom, I will guard our love fiercely, shielding it from harm. Our love will stand as a beacon of hope, one that is a testament of royalty, radiating its warmth and beauty to all who witness its majestic journey. Ich liebe dich für immer.”

(Meine Sonne und Sterne = My Sun and my Stars. Ich liebe dich für immer = I love you, forever.)

[thelovelylolly]

Hobie gotta beat a mf up cause they stared being a misogynistic asshole to his girl🙏🏽🙏🏽

Problem?

Summary: You start your dream job as a journalist, only to have a sexist co-worker and your boyfriend won't let that slide. Warnings: a misogynistic man (icky icky), fem! reader (she/her pronouns used), not proof read bc im tired, let me know if i missed anything :) Notes: hobie would NOT let that behavior slide period

You loved your job. It was your dream since middle school to be a journalist at one of the top news companies. It was everything you wanted, and more. You had the freedom to investigate what you wanted, when you wanted. You had control over how your stories looked in the paper and online, and you weren't as censored as other places were. It was perfect, except one thing.

Your co-worker, James, wasn't the most...welcoming to you or your ideas. You preferred stories about everyday people doing good things in your community, or focusing on local and small businesses. He thought that your stories weren't as gripping or enticing as they needed, and told you to try harder.

At first, you thought it was just because you were a new employee. But when his targeted critiques didn't stop, you realized it was something else. He wouldn't say the same things to your male counterparts. He also didn't respect your assistant, a sweet girl who needed a job during college. He treated her like garbage, which pissed you off even more.

You had a meeting with all the journalists to get updated on what everyone was investigating and reporting on. When you stood up and explained what you were doing, a simple piece about a bakery owned by a sweet lady and her girlfriend, James rolled his eyes and leaned over to his buddy to whisper something.

"I'm sorry, James, but I'm talking right now. You whispering is distracting me and getting me off track, I'd appreciate if you'd stop," you said calmly, trying to call him out as well.

He sighed dramatically. "Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart. Didn't mean to hurt your precious feelings."

You wanted to slap him, but you took a deep breath and went back to what you were talking about.

----

You kicked your door shut behind you and dropped your things next to it. "Hobie, I'm home!"

You walked into your living room where Hobie was on the couch, tuning his guitar. He looked up and smiled, immediately setting his guitar aside and going over to you.

"Hey, love, how was work?" He asked, pressing a kiss to your cheek and giving you a hug.

You grumbled and hid your face in his neck.

"That bad, huh?"

You pulled away from him, pacing up and down the room. "It's my god damn co-worker! He doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut! All he does is criticize me and belittle me, along with the other women in the office, but not with the guys! That sexist piece of shit! It's just...I hate it and I can't do anything with causing a HR nightmare, and I don't wanna lose this job, Hobie. It means so much to me and I…I just can’t lose it.”

You stop and wipe the frustrated tears that had slipped down your cheeks. You look at Hobie and give him a wobbly smile. “‘M sorry, didn’t mean to explode on you like that.”

“Don’t apologize, babe. You’re frustrated, I get it,” he replied, walking over to you and running his hands up and down your arms soothingly. “How ‘bout we order your favorite take out, yeah?”

“And we can watch my favorite movie?”

“Anything you want, love.”

----

On his patrol as Spider-Man, Hobie kept his eye out for your…problematic co-worker. He didn’t know what the guy looked like, but he could figure it out. He swung by your office and took a look inside.

There was only two people left, a man and a woman. He was at his desk, sipping some drink and yelling at the poor woman who was just trying to organize some files. He eyed her like a piece of candy and yelled at her for putting the papers in the wrong place. Then, he stood up and grabbed his things before heading to the door.

Bingo.

Hobie swung down to the front doors of the building and waited for the man to walk out. A few minutes later, the man strolled out on the phone.

“Exactly, Tim. I don’t get why she got hired. She just does some stories with zero…what’s the word, content to them? I don’t know, it’s just a matter of time until she gets hit with reality. She even had the nerve to stand up to me-“

“Pardon me, mate,” Hobie said, catching the man’s attention.

The man froze at the sight of Spider-Man, hanging up the phone. Hobie glanced at his badge and saw his name.

“James, is it? Well, I heard you were giving the women you work with some grief.”

“W-what do you want?” James stuttered.

Hobie started to back him into a corner. “You know how Spider-Man believes in…fairness and what not?”

“Y-yeah?”

“Well, I believe your attitude isn’t very fair to your co-workers.”

“Listen, man, I don’t know what you’ve heard, but I-“

Hobie didn’t let him finish, giving him a shove back to cut him off.

“Consider this your warning, James,” Hobie said in a low tone. “Stay away from my girl, and you won’t see me again.”

With that, he swung away, leaving James shaking like a leaf.

----

The next day, when you got home from work, you immediately went to Hobie. He was in the kitchen, fixing some dinner for the two of you.

“Hey, babe, how was work?” He asked, putting his spoon down and going to you to give you a kiss on the cheek.

“It was…good. James didn’t bother me at all, or any of the girls, actually. It was weird, but I’m not complaining.”

Hobie hummed and went back to his cooking. You tilted your head to the side, confused at his reaction. You hopped up onto the counter next to where he was working.

“Hobie…did you do something?” You asked.

“What? Nah, I don’t even know this guy,” he answered.

"Hm, okay," you said. You hopped off the counter, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and went to get changed.

Hobie smiled to himself, knowing that James wouldn't mess with you anymore.

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 22

chapter 38:

1. “"Right, so, your stylist?" Marlene asks, settling in as they continue to sway. "The one who looks like a fucking goddess? Yeah, so get this, she says we're friends…"”

james and marlene gossip sesh <3333333

2. 😧 MCGONNAGAL??????????

3. wait i think mcgonnagal is good. i’m pretty sure she’s from the phoenix. i’m not sure. i’m hopeful. i’m so hopeful

4. aww huey is kinda sweet. i like that’s he’s reg’s breath of fresh air when it comes to talking to the hallows

5. reg, i understand your anger, but please don’t make one of the only good sponsors feel bad

6. jealous james >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

7. “"I like your tea," James offers. "Maybe I'm biased, but it tastes better than anyone else's. What do you do to it?"

Regulus hums and lightly says, "I spit in it."

Without missing a beat, James replies, "Ah, that explains it."”

😭😭😭😭😭

8. “"Would you—" Regulus chokes on another relentless giggle, gasping a little. "Wait, would you actually drink my tea if I spit in it, James?"

"Love, I would let you spit directly into my mouth," James announces with absolutely no shame in his tone whatsoever.”

😭😭😭😭 james i love you

9. awww i love that barty is the most consistent part of reg’s life. i love barty

10. 😬 riddle is unconvinced in their love story. i- yikes

11. okay, right, mcgonnagal is good. thank god

12. dorcas wants to keep marlene out of the war, but only one of them has had a pov so far, so i’m not hopeful

13. oh shit marlene sounds hot

14. also, to add in, i’m so fucking glad there’s like no homophobia (that we know of) in this world

15. i do NOT want dorlene to be a tragedy in this universe

16. 😟 she gave back the ring. AHHHH

17. oh no. shit shit shit shit shit what did riddle do

18. “Riddle didn't even grant the liberty of leaving bodies behind for them to bury.” 😟😧

(but also, orion and walburga were dicks, so like, i’m not sad, just scared)

chapter 39:

1. aww regulus finally invites james in for tea

2. “On the day he accidentally kills a bee while tending to his flowers, he goes through the five stages of grief in less than an hour, which has nothing to do with the bee and everything to do with Vanity.” STOP! THE VANITY MENTION HURTS TOO MUCH

3. “When Regulus wants more time with him, he adds bagels, which James has now unconsciously been Pavloved into thinking of as his favorite food for that very reason.” STOP THATS SO GAY

4. sirius being dramatic about james and reg liking each other is TOP TIER in this fic, in the most realistic, aggravated, obnoxious, and completely loving way

5. BWAHAHAHHAHA JAMES GETTING A PIGGY BACK RIDE FROM SIRIUS IS GOLD

6. oh shit, (i’m not the best comprehensive reader, but i should have figured this out sooner), but from sirius’ perspective, he has to do the back and forth with remus his whole life. he doesn’t have the knowledge that i do, that a war is coming and they’ll finally get a chance to live together. he thinks he only gets to see remus once a year for two weeks at a time. this- this shit is heartbreaking yall

7. “”I watched him stand to his feet and tip himself into a river of blood in an act so tender that I'll never again be able to look at him with anything less than pure love. Every other member of the Black family, including you, fought and clawed their way home to their family, oftentimes to a family that never truly made them feel loved at all. Regulus? He fought and clawed through that arena, the entire time, for James. He's far more gentle than anyone gives him credit for."”

y’all, i’m crying over this. this is so lovely. effie is right, and i’m crying over how right she is

8. 😒 i know what’s coming. riddles a bitch. a right bitch. he’s gonna announce that previous victors are competing and i’m PISSED

9. so far, all three potters offered reggie food. they’re so hospitable, i love them

10. “He hasn't forgotten what it is to long for James. He still knows what it is to want him so badly that he'd be willing to kneel at the altar of James Potter and beg; he'd drop down on his hands and knees and crawl if that's what it took, if that would prove his devotion. He is the manifestation of longing built up with nowhere to go, and he craves, he yearns, he covets.”

both of them are so down bad

11. omg reg is so horny. his inner monologue is literally only like “”””“rip my clothes off please, read my mind and rip my clothes off”””””

12.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW IT WAS COMING! BUT IM SO MAD!!! FUCK RIDDLE

13. effie is a queen. she is a godsend. and i’m so upset right now

14. not effie making them promise not to volunteer, and immediately james and sirius arguing over who’s gonna volunteer for her

15. i’m seething. i’m pissed beyond belief. i’m so angry it’s indescribable. my babies are going back into that arena. honestly, fuck riddle

[statelysapphic]

Bonus Mom

Alex Blake x Fem!Reader

Summary: As your relationship with Alex Blake progressed, you knew you would have to win over her son Ethan. Your efforts prove successful in ways you didn't imagine.

Warnings: Brief mention of divorce. Canon Divergence. Let me know if I missed any<3

A/N: Hi all! Hope everyone is doing well! Here's a little Alex Blake fic for you. I was recently inspired by @prentiss-theorem's fic Persuasion and also wanted to give Alex Blake the happiness she deserves. That being said, Ethan is alive in this. I'd love to know what you think! Thank you! <3

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“And here you are, Ethan,” you said, placing his plate on the table in front of him, “two super fluffy chocolate chip pancakes and some bacon, just for you.” He smiled widely at the feast before him, licking his lips in anticipation. They’re his favorite, and he won’t let you forget it. Although you don’t like to brag, you know you make a damn good pancake, having Ethan’s seal of approval was an ego boost. Smiling, you ruffled the boy’s hair and turned around to check on Alex, who sat beside her son. “More coffee, love?” You asked.

“No thank you, sweetheart,” she smiled, “Sit and drink yours before it gets cold.” You placed a kiss on her forehead and made your way around the table to sit across from Alex. You loved the mornings when the three of you could eat breakfast together, especially when Alex didn’t have any work to attend to, like this morning. You picked up your warm mug and moved it up to your face, inhaling deeply, before sipping on the light roast. 

Ethan signed dramatically at the first bite of his breakfast. “Your pancakes are my favorite!” He exclaimed, “Thanks, mom!” the boy beamed at you. 

What?

You paused, noticing Alex had done the same. The muscles in your face relaxed for a moment before you felt tears collect in the corners of your eyes, blinking away unshed tears. “Of course, buddy,” you replied quickly, not wanting to make a big deal out of it. Perhaps it was a mistake, and the last thing you wanted to do was embarrass him by commenting on it. Though, you would be lying if you said you didn’t melt a bit at the title. You didn’t think you would ever be a mother, knowing you didn’t want to give birth to a child. But when you met Ethan close to a year into your relationship with Alex, you knew you wanted to be a motherly figure for him. But you never expected him to want to call you mom. It was something you could get used to. 

You looked at Alex, who was wiping away tears before her son could see. You knew this was a big step within your relationship. Early on, she expressed concern over how Ethan would react to the relationship. Though her divorce from James was amicable, and the two got along post-divorce, she knew it affected her son emotionally, so the fact that you and Ethan got along meant the world to her. 

“Is it okay that I called you mom?” The boy asked, nerves present in his voice. 

“Of course it is, Ethan.” You smiled, “You can call me whatever you feel most comfortable with.”

“That’s what Dad said too,” he replied. 

“You asked your dad about it?” Alex asked. Ethan simply nodded in reply, taking another bite of his breakfast. “And he said you should call her whatever you feel most comfortable with?” She questioned the boy once again, receiving another nod from him.

“He said if she treats me and loves me like her own son, then it wouldn’t be a problem to call her mom. After all, it is pretty cool to have a bonus mom.” 

“Well he’s right,” Alex said, without hesitation, “Bonus moms are pretty cool.”

The tears that you had held back began to flow freely. Wanting to hide them from Ethan, you stood to make your way to the kitchen, but not before planting a kiss on top of the boy's head and whispering, “You are the best son I could have asked for, Ethan. Just bring your plate to the kitchen when you’re done. I’m going to start the dishes.”

You padded through the kitchen to the sink and started washing the breakfast mess, still reeling from the events that just transpired. As a child of divorce yourself, you knew how difficult it could be to accept a parent’s new partner. You never wanted to overstep or push any boundaries with Ethan, always allowing his mother to be the parent. You didn’t want the boy to feel forced into having a relationship with you, so you let him set the pace. Thankfully, your anxieties were squandered shortly after meeting him.

It had been almost a year since Alex introduced you to her son. The first few times the three of you spent time together had been spent outside of their home: the movie theatre, a restaurant, and even mini-golfing, per Ethan’s request. Public dates turned into private evenings at home, just the three of you, after just two months because Ethan wanted to show you his Lego collection. Dinner and movie nights turned into weekend sleepovers, which turned into some weekday sleepovers. Now, you only spend one or two nights a week at your place. And you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

You were so lost in your thoughts that you failed to hear Alex walk into the kitchen, only becoming aware of her presence when she wrapped her arms tightly around your waist. “You okay?” She asked, pressing a kiss into the side of your neck, letting her soft, velvety lips linger. You tilted your head to give her more access and hummed in response. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever been better,” you said, realizing at that moment just how perfect everything was. That you were living a life you’ve always dreamt of. 

“Good. Me too,” she whispered, “But you can make things even better by moving in with us.” You dropped the half-washed bowl in the sink with a clatter and spun around in the woman’s arms.

“Really?” You asked excitement in your voice.

“Of course,” she replied, leaning into you to rest her forehead on yours, “You’re here most of the time anyway, and the little man of this house specifically requested it.” You both chuckled. 

“How can I say no to that?”

“I don’t think you can,” she said, capturing your lips with hers. You could feel the love she was pouring into the kiss as she held you tighter. She pulled away first, releasing her grip on your waist as well, before turning around and yelling, “She’s moving in, Ethan!”

“WOO!” You heard the boy yell from the dining room, causing you and Alex to laugh at his excitement. 

“Thank you for loving him,” Alex said as her face softened and eyes burned with unshed tears. 

“Loving you means loving him, and he made it easy,” you replied. “You don’t have anything to thank me for. He’s an amazing kid, Alex, and I’m thankful to be a part of his life.” She cupped your cheeks and kissed you again, just as deep and loving as before. You pulled away first this time and whispered, “Go, I’ll finish the dishes.” She kissed the tip of your nose before returning to the dining room. 

You smiled to yourself, knowing this was something you would cherish forever. 

[disventurecamptakes]

mod jake what r ur thoughts on tomjake? both like canon and what they could be

Question for me yippee!! Thank you anon!! /gen

Personally I liked tomjake in season one quite a bit, I was more invested in them as separate characters than as a couple but they were mostly cute in the beginning and they had a lot of good angst moments later, like the zombie episode was oddly sweet to me and got me invested in their relationship. And Tom’s elimination genuinely made me cry, it was a great twist, and him still wanting to save Jake after everything that he did made it even more tragic that he got booted that episode. I think that’s why Tom’s like seeming acceptance of what happened in the finale kind of felt cheap to me, I really would’ve liked him to hold onto that sense of caring for Jake while still resenting him a bit— and I felt like his semi-forgiveness came out of no where, which became more apparent in season three when we found out that Tom had straight up been ignoring him and Miriam, so like what was even the point beyond giving Jake a reason to clearly restrain himself.

I think it’s obvious that Jake’s my favorite DC character, and I miss pre-S1 finale tomjake tbh— but that being said, I feel like season three is focusing on their relationship way too much while still not doing anything with it. I don’t like how Tom’s just randomly ignoring Jake and always mildly annoyed at him. To be honest, S3 Tom and S1 Tom feel like completely different characters to me; and I know they’re building up to explaining why that is, but I feel like the suspense is kind of empty, because we’re eight episodes in and haven’t even gotten a hint beyond him (possibly lying about) having a boyfriend. And while Jake’s my poor meow-meow and I want him to get better, I think he should’ve gotten worse first. The shit Jake endured in season one just felt (to me) like it was laying the ground for an antagonist arc. I think it’s just because I enjoy angst and antagonists, but I really think S3 would’ve been better if we saw Jake get a bit underhanded beyond voting out James; like I think it would’ve made sense after the manipulation and mental distress he’s been dealing with. Also I believe an anon on the blog said before that the Tomaiden baiting would be more interesting if Tom had a one-sided crush on Aiden, and I fully agree, I think it would add more depth to the drama and give us more stakes as the audience and make Jake seem more sympathetic instead of just like…trying and failing to overcome his trust issues for the one millionth time, which I know some people find annoying.

I’m not sure if this made sense, I’m just spitballing here, I’m hoping this build-up pays off soon, and I don’t hate the focus on Tom or Jake this season nor do I necessarily think the writing is bad; I just would prefer for the build-up to be more substantive, I think Tom’s being a tad unreasonable without much critique from the narrative yet, and I think both of their characters and their relationship could be made more interesting by having Jake be resentful still (allowing for more character growth later and making him more entertaining) and including notions about Tom’s lingering feelings for Jake.

So overall, I think S1 Tomjake was pretty good and S3 is…realistic, but I’d honestly prefer dramatic morally-gray yaoi spectacle over realism. But also S3 isn’t done yet and this boils down more to my personal preferences than a genuine critique of the writing. 👍

[buckysimp101]

Love at First Grade (18+) - 16

Single Dad!Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader; Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

chapter warnings: none that I can think of for once

a/n: I know it’s been about a week since I posted last but thanks for reading!! Vacation and work took over but I hope y’all enjoy this update! ALSO. Requests are now open for any First Grade related One Shots/Drabbles/HC’s!

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A vacuum. A vacuum that sucked all the possible oxygen out of Bucky’s hospital room. That’s what it felt like when the officer said his name. Brock fucking Rumlow. Of course he’d be the idiot to drive drunk. Not only that, but of course he’d be the idiot to drive drunk and crash into Bucky and leave everything unscathed. You were fuming. You could tell by the way Bucky and his family looked at you that you weren’t doing a good job keeping your facial expressions under wraps either. You wanted to yell it. “Yes we want to press charges and yes we want to sue Brock Rumlow for all he’s fucking worth.” But that wasn’t your place. You weren’t the patient. You weren’t directly involved. And so you chanced a look at Bucky. You could see the anger building in his features, a reflection of your own, but sadness was swimming through those twin pools. You could tell. Bucky felt bad that your lives were, once again, changing dramatically no thanks to Brock. You knew this had to be Bucky’s decision and so you tried your best to school your features as Bucky spoke with the officers.

With one last look in your direction, Bucky took in a breath and looked at the officers, giving a nod of his head, “thank you, officers. I will be pressing charges. Please let me know what I need to sign or do to make that process happen.” After that affirmation everything was a blur, officers trying to get Bucky’s information to go down to the station, nurses worrying over Bucky’s surgical site, but all you could think about was how you were going to get him the best lawyer possible, and Brock Rumlow would never fuck with your family again. You were pulled out of your thoughts and your phone by a large hand on your shoulder. You looked up suddenly, into the clear blue eyes of Steve Rogers.

“You okay?”

You weren’t sure how to answer him. You hadn’t realized that you’d started crying again. How do you tell Steve that you felt like if you and Avery had never come into Bucky’s life maybe, just maybe, things would’ve been different. Maybe he wouldn’t be in the hospital missing an arm, maybe he’d never have learned about Brock and Dot. Hell, maybe the universe would’ve taken that back and it never would’ve happened in the first place. But it just felt like everything happened for a reason. Like you were destined to meet James Buchanan Barnes on the first day of school and practically fall in love at first sight. But you didn’t know how to voice all that uncertainty, you also didn’t want to. You loved Bucky and he loves you. And so you just shrugged your shoulders in response to Steve’s question, but as you did so more tears made their way down your face and the next thing you knew, you were being pulled into a bone crushing hug by the oddly dorito shaped (thanks Tony), golden retriever himself. And you allowed yourself to cry. You could practically feel Bucky’s eyes on you and Steve and you were sure if you had looked up you would’ve seen the sadness you felt in your heart displayed on his face. You stood there wrapped in the arms of Steve Rogers, trying your best not to cry too loudly, when you were interrupted by a small hand tugging at your shirt. As you sniffled and picked your head off Steve’s shoulders you looked down at the miniature version of Bucky, looking up at you with those steel blue eyes, as she reached her hands up for you to hold her.

You bent down immediately and scooped Becca into your arms and held her close, hugging her without squeezing too tightly. Becca reached her tiny hand up to your face and wiped away at the wet tear tracks covering your cheeks before saying, “don’t cry, mama. Daddy says everything is okay.” Of course that just made you cry some more before walking over to Bucky with Becca in your arms. You sat down gingerly next to him on the hospital bed and laid back with Becca snuggling into your chest.

A throat cleared and Winnie spoke, “we’re going to let the three of you catch up a little bit. If you need anything, you have our numbers,” and she escorted Bex and Steve out of the hospital room. That’s when you dared a look, a real look, at Bucky for the first time since the news broke. Mirrored in his eyes was the hurt you felt deep in your heart, but a small smile was playing on his lips as he watched you hold Becca and stroke her hair. There was nothing to say though. The three of you sat in silence as Becca started to doze in your lap. Bucky leaned slightly to press a kiss to your head and fresh tears began to fall from your eyes.

“It’s okay, honey. I’m alright. We’re alright. It’s gonna be okay,” Bucky whispered soothingly, his calming words only making you cry more at the situation.

“Fuck Brock fucking Rumlow,” you hissed through your tears, trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake Becca. Bucky responded with a huff of air in agreement. “If you’re okay with it, I’d like to find the lawyer for you, and pay for him. But if you’d rather do that I completely understand,” you stated quietly, rubbing small circles on Becca’s back to keep the six year old asleep. Bucky nodded as he looked at you, his own blue eyes welling slightly with tears.

“That’s fine, sweetheart. I love you and I trust you more than anything,” he stated as he moved his right hand to hold your own. Again, a lull of silence swept the room as the three of you laid there in the sterile hospital room. Until Bucky broke the silence.

“Can I ask you a favor? And you can say no if you want that’s perfectly fine,” he asked timidly.

“Sure, Buck. Anything, baby what’s up?”

“This is nice and all. Having you and Becca here with me but it’s not right. So would you be willing, whenever you’re ready of course, to bring Aves to see me?”

A full smile broke out on your face as you saw it was mirrored on Bucky’s. He really loves Avery like she’s his own, and I will never be able to thank him enough for that. You nodded in response and reached for your phone, letting your parents know they could bring Avery up to the hospital whenever they wanted. The two of you agreed that the next day was probably the best though, in order for Bucky to get a little more sleep before his two gremlins were swarming him with love, affection, and the intense need for his attention. You had insisted on staying in the hospital with Bucky that night but he’d refused. He told you that you would sleep better at his place and that Becca would sleep better with you and so you gave him. Bucky’s appointment with Udaku Tech was scheduled for the next day and he had told you that you could be there during the consultation.

Avery got dropped off at Bucky’s place, much to Becca’s excitement. The two girls squealed and hugged as if they had gone years without seeing each other. They were about to go to Becca’s room to play with her toys when you stopped them and reminded them that the three of you would be going to the hospital to see Bucky soon. And you took that chance to tell Avery what you’d told Becca about Bucky’s status. How he was hurt and they needed to be very gentle. That the accident had resulted in him losing an arm but he’d be getting another one soon. Years of working in business, and working alongside innovative medical technology companies, has given you the opportunity to tell Avery all about prosthetics and how they worked. She especially loved seeing Auntie Shuri, as she called her, whenever she had the chance. And so after a little breakfast, and a little bit of playtime of course, the three of you were off to see Bucky.

The arrival at the hospital room was full of squeals and delicate touches. Avery gave Bucky a big hug while trying to be as careful as she could. She told him how much she has missed him and what she had been doing for spring break. She also gave him a birthday card she had made for him when they were supposed to have dinner for his birthday. Bucky’s eyes filled with tears at the gesture and he wrapped his arm around Avery, giving her a kiss on the head, and thanking her for the wonderful gift. Bucky’s consultation with Udaku Tech was scheduled for just before lunch and the four of you had lost track of time because next thing you knew the door was flying open as Shuri practically flew through the door like the whirlwind she was. Upon laying eyes on both of you, she froze. Her mouth opened and shut like a gosh out of water as she stared at all of you gathered in Bucky’s room.

You and Bucky both smirked and waved at her, simultaneously stating “Hi Shuri” which led to some confused looks between the two of you. You knew that Bucky had known about Udaku Tech because it was all you could talk about when you got upset with HYDRA Corp not doing their research…but Bucky was looking at Shuri as if he’d known her for a while…and you never thought they’d met before.

Your confused looks at each other must have gotten Shuri to leap into action again because she was back to her normal hyperactive self.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite white boy! I saw your name on the consultation list and read what had happened, I’m so sorry Bucky. BUT that just means you get to see my work up close and personal for once and you know I’ll never let you down!” Shuri spoke quickly as she looked at Bucky, their familiarity still throwing you off before she practically ran to you and squeezed you in a hug, “it’s good to see you too, Y/N! I told you, you would never regret investing in us! And here we are!” You were still confused. Still. So. Confused. But Shuri didn’t give you time to react because she was running towards Avery and Becca half screaming, “Auntie Shuri’s babies come here!!!” The two girls squealed as they were attacked in hugs and kisses by Shuri as she fawned over the two girls. You were still looking between everyone with that confused look on your face.

“Oh I never thought I would see so many of my favorite people in one place but here you all are! I told Tee we should have introduced the two of you years ago but he shut me down like ‘no, James needs to do X and Y/N has y, blah blah blah! But you’re here now! Both of you! Oh I cannot WAIT to rub it in my stupid know-it-all brother’s face!”

The statement of introducing you and Bucky years before is what snapped you out of your state of confusion and led to you asking, “wait wait. I’m sorry, how does everyone know each other?”

Shuri beamed as she looked at Bucky, silently willing him to take the lead. “Steve, Nat and I went to school with T’Challa. But we never really get to hang out with him as much now since he moved to help operate Udaku Tech’s new headquarters. But he and Shuri became family and well, here we are,” Bucky answered sheepishly, realizing he’d left this information out when you had talked about Udaku Tech a week ago.

“Okay. That makes…a lot more sense,” you spoke slowly, beginning to grasp the fact that you and Bucky were connected, yet again, by another thread for the last ten years. “There aren’t any other mutual friends you’re hiding that I might know about are there?” You questioned with a quirked brow, making the adults in the room laugh as Bucky shook his head no. “Okay. Good. Now Shuri, if you could be so kind and tell Bucky, in detail, the information you need in order for us to get this show on the road that would be great,” you teased and the young woman jumped into her presentation.

While Shuri talked to Bucky and Avery and Becca played together, you got on the phone to call the lawyer you wanted to use. The line rang a few times before it was answered. “Nelson and Murdock Law, this is Karen how can I help you?”

“Hey Karen, it’s Y/N L/N. Listen, is Matt busy?”

“Not at all! Want me to patch you through?”

“Yes please,” you confirmed, a small smile threatening to appear on your lips as you heard Karen scrambling to figure out how to transfer the call.

The line rang a few more times before another voice answered, “Ah, Y/N. Lovely to talk to you again, how can I help you?”

“Well Matt, I need a damn good lawyer.” The two of you spoke about the issue at hand and how you and Bucky planned to sue Brock for all he was worth and you made sure that Matt was willing and able to work the case. Of course he agreed and you thanked him probably a thousand times before hanging up. Having met Matt in college you kept up with him and his work over the years and he helped you when you needed to find a good divorce lawyer after Brock. You knew that Matthew Murdock was the best lawyer for this case and would do everything in his power to make sure you won, as well as to ensure that Brock Rumlow never fucked with your family again.

After getting off the phone with Matt you took the opportunity to think about the conversation with Shuri and Bucky just before she went into her presentation. The more you thought about your connections, the good and the bad, you realized something. You and Bucky met at just the right time. It might not have been the happiest time of your life, or the saddest, but it was right when the two of you needed the other most. And for that? You would be forever grateful.

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[naughtygirl286]

So we went to see that new spy movie Argylle I seen the trailers and thought that it looked pretty good and it all kinds of people in it that you generally like so I thought we should check it out. and I would have to say that I thought it was a pretty great movie. I feel that it has a little bit of everything in it. Its a action movie as well as a dramatic thriller and at times it was also a bit of a comedy.

Your basic story is as follows Bryce Dallas Howard plays a writer Elly Conway who is world famous for her series of spy novels called "Argylle" which is all about the adventures of a James Bond type of character known as "Agent Argylle" (played by Henry Cavill he basically plays the character as she pictures him in her minds eye) and while she is finishing work on her 5th book in the series an secret evil organizations just like in her stories comes after her because of something that she has written and they want to capture her and find out what she know about their nefarious plots! she had her cat Alfie are rescued by a real life spy Aidan Wilde (played by Sam Rockwell) and her, Alfie and Aidan go on this globe trotting adventure to discover the truth why she is so important and why the evil organizations wants her.

The best way I could kind of describe it this is it is a bit of a spy action movie like James Bond almost but parts of it did kind of remind me of the recent Sandra Bullock movie The Lost City, also there was a little bit of like Jason Bourne/The Bourne Identity in there and as well as the what I like to call Matthew Vaughn's "serious silliness"

Now like I said I thought this movie was great! the story is really good there is there is a nice mystery to figure out plenty of twists and turns and some surprises. I did have a few gasps at some of the reveals as the story unfolded, it really kept my interest and kept me guessing a bit on things you do kinda of have to pay attention to the story a bit or you might miss something being I do feel that this is a bit layered in its storytelling.

I thought the acting was great it has pretty much a A-List cast of all people that you would generally like and enjoy in a movie and I thought everyone played their parts perfectly. The action, fights and stunts are all pretty crazy and pretty cool like the train fight when Elly meets Aidan and that little yellow truck Henry Cavill drives across the roof tops I don't know how that thing survived that but some of the action was very comical I though like the hallway escape dance number thing with the smoke was different and the oil skating did give me a laugh. but that was part of it some of it was kinda outlandish to the point of being funny and there was I thought some good action movie humor in there too between Sam Rockwell and Bryce Dallas Howard's characters.

I seen alot of people online not like it and I don't see why. I feel this is a big fun exciting summer movie in the middle of the winter. I personally really liked it it had great action, had some humor and a story that kept me engaged and curious about what was going to happen next. So me personally I'd say if you are interested in seeing it or curious about it I would say give it a chance.

Also there is a very interesting mid credits scene at the end of the movie also.

[frary-us]

Despite its initial promising start, Belgravia: The Next Chapter has become something of a muddle, crammed with what feels like a half dozen subplots that don't get the depth they deserve and a narrative that's all too content to use Frederick's abundant (and annoying) Daddy Issues to as the crutch that propels its larger story forward. Thanks to a bloated midsection that seemed content to retread many of the same narrative beats 

— we get it Frederick blames James for all his problems and doesn't trust his wife —the series' final episodes had to rush things in a way that, while fun to watch play out, did a real disservice to the more significant stories of these characters. (Beyond the fact that he is gay, a vicar, and determinedly loves the brother who loathes him, it's safe to say we know almost nothing about James Trenchard.) 

After the dramatic events of last week's episode, which felt like it had roughly four hours of plot crammed into one, the Next Chapter finale has surprisingly fallout. Sure, most of the show's outstanding plot points are wrapped up (shockingly) neatly, but two-thirds of the big, highly anticipated moments take place offscreen. We hear about them afterward, and, as a result, this finale feels more like a book report than anything else. (Which isn't what anyone would call compelling television.) 

There's a tremendous amount of telling instead of showing, as though the show itself assumes its audience already knows everything generally turned out alright in the end, and the finale needs to run down a quick list of how each of those events happened. Almost everyone gets a happy — or at least a satisfactory — ending, but none feels terribly earned. And it's because we don't see any of the emotional work or growth the show claims has been going on behind the scenes. 

......Anyway, Frederick cures his daddy issues by meeting his actual father. Enright's secret letter-writing campaign was to the primarily villainous Bellasis all along. When Enright learns Bellasis is dying, he goes straight to James, and the pair of them convince Frederick that he should meet the father he never knew to get the chance to say goodbye. Frederick does, and Bellasis (in keeping with the episode's apparent theme) says things about being sorry and loving him from a distance, none of which are borne out by behavior he has exhibited in this series or the original Belgravia. But hey, he's dying, so I guess we're meant to be forgiving. (However, he doesn't miss the chance to tell James he's pretty sure he's illegitimate, so at least that tracks.)  

On the plus side, the visit to Bellasis prompts Frederick to finally reevaluate his relationship with his brother, who is still Literally the Best Person in the World. The Next Chapter still skims briskly past their reconciliation; given how fervently Frederick has spent most of this series hating James for made-up reasons or things behind his control, it would have been nice to see something more than the younger Trenchard gracefully being the bigger person for the fifth time. But I guess we can't have everything. 

.....Lots of things happened between the penultimate episode and the finale, including James' recovery from being nearly beaten to death. I guess his blackmailer took all those threats from Fletcher to heart because the good vicar no longer seems afraid of having his sexuality outed to his parishioners. He also let Emily down easy, telling her he is "married to the church" but insisting if he wasn't, boy, he'd sure consider marrying her! (James dodged a bullet here, no matter how unintentionally hilarious his non-breakup breakup speech is.) 

Frederick inherited money from Bellasis but gave it to his brother to distribute to the poor. (Again, the idea that Belgravia decided this character growth is something the audience didn't need to see boggles the mind!) Ellerby got over Clara with a blessed quickness and married his hometown girlfriend, Nell. The pair built a sweet memorial for their lost child, naturally painted by his Bohemian friends.......

[tendebill]

[oc]

every now and then i get an idea for something in my uni and i have to marinate on it but man...

(rant underneath, cw for on-graphic discussion of amputation)

for a while now ive been seeing some cool robotic porcelain-esque arm designs on pinterest and theyve made me think. essentially i saw an opportunity for angst and now i cant unsee it. to cut to the point: what if one of my characters, the MAIN ones, lost their arm/both their arms? it would satisfy my need to finally use the different pretty robotic arms ive been seeing as inspiration PLUS its additional angst and a win is a win. it could be fun to design. NOT TO MENTION the story potential of something so big happening.

COUPLE OF PROBLEMS WITH THAT THO. losing both arms? kind of a big deal. i dont wanna do it for a background/side character, i want it to actually be a big deal and to have impact. but again, its a huge thing and i would have to write a whole lotta scenes and stuff for it, so it doesnt just happen and never get mentioned again. besides i am not sure on WHO it would even BE.

Seph and Ellie feel off-limits, considering all the other shit they have going on already and them not having arms for ANY period of time would be a problem, when a huge part of the plot relies on them DOING THINGS AND GOING PLACES. im not including Huen, David, Angelica or Maffi on the list either, as they have pretty solid arcs and dont need any more content for their stories.

HOWEVER. there are James, Cyan, Dots and Lucy, plus Angele if i wanted to be REALLY horrible. Angele could be an interesting candidate, but again, i feel like she has enough content already.

James' arc is mostly about him finding that hes not useless and gaining confidence, despite his magic being the weakest of the main group (he has Angelica Emperor to thank for some of it, cuz yk, she doesnt have any magic at all but shes still formidable and she helps him out a lot). he doesnt need that much dark stuff in his story.

Cyan? they were my first choice i think, but then i rememebered they already have a big thing with turning back time, which leaves them with wounds all over their body and makes them unable to use their magic for a good long while. them losing their arms ON TOP OF THAT would be overkill and would be decommissioning a very useful and fun character for basically no reason.

Dots... could be interesting. since shes a healer and feels like her team depends on her being able to help them and keep a cool head, having her UNABLE to help and hurt to that extent would be crushing for her usual composure. having her see her team pull through for her with helping her recover would let her see how much they appreciate her and that shes not alone. PLUS her girlfriend, Lucy, is a scientist. the idea of Lucy making new arms for her could be fun to explore.

speaking of Lucy, she's my prime candidate i think. also, for some reason whenever i had the idea to premanently kill off one of the main characters for dramatic effect, it had always been her. rest assured, i no longer want to kill her for dramatic effect. but i have considered it. multiple times. it wouldnt bring anything into the story tho, which is why i scrapped it. having Dots help Lucy design the arms for her and then having to find someone capable enough to construct them? could be a fun sidequest for my favourite lesbians (ommitting the missing arms thing of course). plus having prosthetic arms that she designed herself would be a fun aesthetic to explore PLUS since she deals with chemicals a lot, having artificial hands would make it so that shes less at risk for chemical burns and stuff. IT KINDA WORKS AND THATS WHAT SCARES ME.

another thing is that, like i mentioned, if it was Lucy (or even Dots if i played my cards right) i have a whole new side character i could bring into the story. and while, sure, i have a lot of ocs already, but i wouldnt be making a COMPLETELY NEW ONE. instead i have two unused ocs, one SUPER old and one that ive been toying with for a while on how to bring them into the story. if i made them ONE character and gave them a purpose in this story, its another win-win.

but then again, do i have the balls to actually cut of someones arms. technically i could compromise and make it so that the oc of choice loses only one hand, but it feels kinda... overdone in a way? i feel like characters losing both arms is less common. besides, go big or go home. either no arms are lost, or both are. but also it could be a bit too dark? idk ive done some horrible shit to my ocs and given them trauma beyond reason but this somehow feels too evil :|

[nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius]

my thoughts on the absolute rollercoaster that was kenobi

it had its slips, that's for sure

probably most prominently? the grand inquisitor.

i kind of got used to the round head and the scenes that we did get were great, don't get me wrong, they just massively underutilised him and i'm pretty disappointed

we didn't even get to see him fight anybody

i'm glad that we got to see a lot of reva but... you can't just sideline the coolest inquisitor like that, come on people

also this is just me personally but WHY DIDN'T WE GET TO SEE THE SEVENTH SISTER WTF

some bits were. slow, to say the least

i guess that's to be expected but nonetheless

and the first obi-wan vs. vader duel wasn't that great in terms of choreo but do i really care? no, the bit with the fire tore my soul out

ALSO WHERE WAS DUEL OF THE FATES??

i get it they probably didn't want to overshadow the phantom menace but then. why show it in the trailer and give me hope

BUT

the finale? fucking perfect.

soresu stance is back, obi-wan kenobi is back

the pain in ewan's eyes, this man deserves an oscar

"goodbye... darth."

that wasn't james earl jones talking after vader's mask was shattered, that was hayden, that was anakin

you know how much i was ranting about the imperial march not being there before? well i now understand 110% why

we didn't hear vader's theme any earlier because we weren't seeing vader. we were seeing the shattered fragments of what's left of anakin and when palpatine sticks his shrivelled face in and warns him that he's letting himself become weakened because he still cares about obi-wan

and in his eyes obi-wan doesn't care about him

because he walked away, he didn't come back, and left him to die again

and when vader is screaming his name that isn't a challenge to fight, that's anakin pleading, begging his brother to not walk away and abandon him

and he does

and that's why we hear the imperial march because anakin is truly gone (until return of the jedi but)

the callbacks to rebels when obi-wan slashed vader's helmet 🥹

the way that vader pulls the pillars down whereas obi-wan lifts them up

subtle hand-holding and fighting back to back when they’re duelling because deborah must twist the knife

basically that entire duel was sheer perfection and i couldn't have asked for anything better

THE FEELS THE FUCKING FEELS I'VE NEVER SOBBED SO HARD IN MY LIFE

it was so good to see ewan and hayden back, especially in the flashbacks 😭

the leia and anakin parallels and obi-wan bonding with her 🥲

obi-wan and owen reconciling 🥹

FORCE GHOST QUI-GON WHAT MORE DO I NEED TO SAY

LEIA'S THEME

this just this

VADER CRACKING THE GROUND. VADER NOT EVEN USING HIS LIGHTSABER WHEN REVA'S GIVING IT HER ALL. VADER ABSOLUTELY TEARING APART A MASSIVE SHIP AT FULL THROTTLE. JUST VADER.

despite the fact that he wasn't in it enough, i really liked rupert friend as the grand inquisitor!

yes, jason isaacs is stunning and i miss my murder gremlin at his full chaoticness but nonetheless rupert's portrayal was awesome

and his dramatic entrance was beautiful i've never screamed so much since the luke reveal at the end of the mandalorian

REVA.

honestly i wasn't sure if i'd like her at the very beginning, i thought she'd just be a generic villain, but her character was on point, her redemption arc was awesome and i wanted to hug her so badly at the end when she saw herself in baby luke

i really want to see more of her! preferably with the rest of the inquisitorius because i love the gang with all my heart, but i'll take what i can get

she's a really good foil to vader because they were both led into the darkness by their need for revenge but reva chose to step away from it and let go of the past

and so did obi-wan

he chose to step away from the part of anakin that was gone forever and instead turn to the parts that lived on through his children because being a jedi isn't about a complete lack of attachment it's about not clinging onto the past until it consumes us and embracing hope instead

and that, my friends, is the heart of star wars

so, overall? i absolutely adored it, it’s one of my favourite star wars shows. i’m just very salty that my favourite boy was in the marketing so much and then he only got about ten minutes of screentime. if that.

[3nyasu3]

Update on me actually pushing through my discomfort of seeing Team Rocket like this and watching Best Wishes:

After BW022 (when they also get back their white uniforms) it actually gets better again. Not as good as other seasons of course and some of their appearances are so short that they still suck just as much, but in between we at least get some personality and jokes

I'm honestly on the fence if I'm actually sad that they didn't air that little finale after BW022 because it causes me physical pain to watch Jessie James and Meowth do actual evil, semi-successful things - so what if we missed out on everything they worked for. Ash would have stopped them anyway.

When you ignore that for some stupid reason Ash got worse in pokémon battles and a bit more stupid again, I very much enjoy Ash's portrayal. Especially in contrast to the two new companions (bc especially Brock and May and Dawn were also hyper empathetic) he clearly is THE special empathetic oneTM now, who always cares about pokémon so much and understands their feelings so easily.. Very sweet, I like it

Ignoring the annoying unfunny "such a child" I'm totally in love with Iris' character actually. Feral wood girl, knows every plant and can read the wind, will fight pokémon with bare hands, 10/10

Cilan feels a bit ... off sometimes? but I still like him, he gets so endearingly enthusiastic about the things he's interested it, I can relate haha

BW026 has a fucking amazing Team Rocket portrayal. Especially considering that in the episodes before and after they are so bland and evil. This time that they're in danger I for once thought - will the twerps actually help them? With all the shit they've done lately? The stakes were high, and the episode played expertly on it, having such long dramatic moments of tension where it actually seemed like Team Rocket was gonna die. And then the fucking silence when Jessie let go and suddenly -

Hngngnghfgnfng. And also Jessie and James being worried about and saving Meowth, and James saving Cilan, yep that episode was just right

Otherwise watching the anime is still pretty hard of course. The quality is just lower, the dialogue (esp in English, I always notice when i quickly rewatch a scene as dub) is often really bland and boring and hard to follow, the fights annoy me esp because Ash's and all other pokémon are really bad at battling so far ?? And also his rival (Shootie, i can't be bothered to google the english name rn) is so fucking annoying. Paul at least was only dismissive of Ash, but Shootie is actively mean to him, I do not like that

Oh, but I like Oshawott a lot lmao

[sarassecretstash]

Dude. Have you ever developed James' parents? Does he have them? Does Jacob have parents? (also feel free to idk delete this if you wanna answer me in a more private setting lol)

HOW DID I MISS THIS IM SO SORRY

Not used to getting notifications here so I completely missed that you sent this

44 days what have I done,,, aksbakbdjd

I haven’t given tons of development to James’ family, but he does have parents that play a part in life (as parents tend to do). I was debating on giving him a sibling, but idk I also like the idea of him being a single child.

He has good parents, nice to him, took care of him, gave him love and such. But he’s always been a bit of an outcast. Most of James’ own interests are very separated and hard to really connect with them. His own indecisiveness also leads to a lot of disconnect. With James parents very displeased with how he just skating through life why wherever the wind takes him. James is a pathetic wet beast of a man, and is honestly someone who’s rather be told what to do rather than make his own decisions. All of the decisions he does make end up being very rash and on the fly as a result. This compared to his parents who are the hard working confident type leads to a lot of disagreement on where James’ life is going. (I am also still deciding if I want James to be still living with his parents or out on his own. To be decided)

The parents themselves are just nameless entities atm, but I’ll be giving them some personality. They do play a big role in James’ self questioning, and thusly Jacob’s own freedom with what James will let him get away with without bending some rules.

As for Jacob, he technically doesn’t. Jacob was just created by the fantasy land when James grew proper conscious thought, around 6 to 7 years old. It’s a bit strange, because James’ own family does have their alters in this world, who by proxy created Jacob. What makes it confusing is that James doesn’t see himself when he fantasizes, he sees someone dramatically different than himself. Cause truthfully, James doesn’t want to be himself. But his parents don’t see him as this bigger set sexy dude, they see their real skinny little man.

What happened is that, when James started splitting off from Jacob, Jacob in turn had a “split” himself, giving their parents the James they know instead of the the man James wishes for. (Jacob does end up going through a second split later down the line, though that split is forced onto him and has a lot more complications to go with it). This concept of a person splitting mainly applies to alters who are so far apart from their main that they wouldn’t be recognized at all in their own minds. So while Jacob doesn’t have biological parents, he does have the next closest thing. Though Jacob doesn’t like visiting James’ family alters. Cause all Jacob sees are two assholes who are fucking up his special man.

This is all a wip, because I am just realizing how messy family connections are between alters who are wildly separated from their human. Jacob’s lore about his family may change in the future if I think of a better way to handle it. But in short: Jacob largely avoids any family he may or may not have out of spite/James just not being well connected to his own family

[diaperdrysuitdrone1950]

SHAWN’S DANCE

Cory: “I have to admit that the first time I saw Shawn, I pictured him with a GOLDEN TIE on his neck. What an adorable specimen for the races! I thought to myself.”  

Adam: “I thought Cory was being over dramatic about this guy he met at the pool.  But when I first laid my own eyes on Shawn, I had to agree with Cory.  This is the kind of guy who would pull in a lot of huge bets at the races.”  

It had been a couple of years now since Adam had first brought Cory to the black-tie party at the mansion.  Ryan and Cory both had been finalist several times over.  They were no longer in it for the money.  They now had a burning desire for a blue-tie.  But the blue-tie seemed to be very elusive.  Both of them were talked into giving it one last shot before they retired.  They also were encouraged to seek out new recruits before they hung up their last speedo.

Cory: “Don’t you think Shawn would make and awesome recruit?

Adam: “His buddy isn’t too shabby either!”

Cory: “Ya, James would also be a good contestant.”

Adam: “Do you think they would accept an invitation together or would it be better to try one at a time?”

Cory: “right now they seem to be a package deal.  I know Shawn is a prime candidate because he has indicated needing some money for a special procedure he is seeking.

Adam: “Don’t rush them into it.  We have some time left to work on them.  Get to know them a little more and see if this would work for them.  Don’t let them know about the race until we can bring them for a demonstration.”

Cory: “Just like the routine you used on me the first time I went to the Noose Race!”

Adam: “Pretty much!”

A couple weeks later when Cory and Shawn are alone at the sauna.

Cory: “SIZZLE!”  as he shakes his head. “I don’t know of a hotter guy than you covered in sweat!”

Shawn beginning to blush: “THANKS! I think? But ya need a better pick up line than that!”

Cory bursts out in laughter: “Got me there!”

Shawn: “Besides, I already got James.”

Cory: “Ya, I have noticed. Where is he today.”

Shawn: “He is away on business now.  Off and on his job that takes him out of town.”

Cory: “So you have to be a big boy and fend for yourself for a while”

Shawn: “It gives us a much-needed break once in a while.  But it also reinforces how much we really mean for each other.  It is like a piece is missing when we are apart.”

At this point Cory thought in the back of his mind, that the invitation would have to include both of them. They continued to engage in some small talk while in the sauna. Cory was staring at Shawn’s neck and sizing it up. His neck would be perfect for the Noose Race.  They continued to chat as they headed to the shower room, Where Cory got a good look at Shawn’s package.  

Shawn: “I know they are small!”

Cory: “Now that you mention it, I see what you mean!”  

Cory noticed that Shawn had a dick that any guy would envy. But his nuts were an entirely different story.

Shawn: “I have always been sensitive about my small Fag-nuts!”

Cory: “Really?”  

Cory left it open, indicating to Shawn that he could share anything he wanted and Cory would have sensitive listening ears.

Shawn: “I have always hated my little Fag-nuts!  I really enjoy this.”

Shawn began to rub on his dick.

Shawn: “I am trying to make some cash so I can afford a castration.”

Cory with eyes popping out: “So you really want to get cut. That would scare the crap out of a guy like me!”

Shawn: “At first it also scared me.  A man should cherish his nutz.  But I am not a normal man.  I had to admit to myself that I am a Faggot.  I love the nutz on other guys.  I even love them on you.  But mine have to go.”

Cory: “Sounds like you have thought about this a lot.  How does James feel about it?”

Shawn: “At first, he had misgivings about it.  We even parted ways briefly over it.  Then we realized just how much we meant for each other.  James now accepts that in our relationship only he needs the nutz. I want to become a Eunuch and he is good with that.  Now the only obstacle in our way it getting the funds to pay for it.”  

Cory: “Hmmmmm. I may have a perfect solution for you guys.  

Shawn: “Oh? Tell me about it.”

Cory: “Time and place are not right, now.  We have to get you and James on board at the right place at the right time.”  

About a month later.

Cory directs the driver of the limo: “Turn right here and it will be the last place on the right on the second block.”

Adam straightens his blue tie. Cory is sporting a black tie.  He pulls out his cell phone.

Cory: “Head out now! We are coming down the block.”

Voice over the cell phone: “We see ya now!”  

The limo pulls up to the curb where two gentlemen in tuxes with black ties wait for its arrival. The driver hopes out and opens the door for the two men who hop into the car.

Adam reaches out his arm to shake hands: “Good to finally meet both of ya! I am Adam and Cory has told me some about your interest in the races.”  

James: “Ya! We are looking forward to knowing more about this opportunity.”

Adam: “Not really anything we can talk about. It does give you the opportunity to make some easy cash, but it is best to just wait and let us show you how it all works.  At no time feel like you are obligated to participate. You are just along for an introduction and if it is not something for you, we can leave after the first hour.”

Shawn sits close to Cory and they begin to engage in some small talk.  Adam continues to converse with James trying unsuccessfully to pry more information out of him.

Adam: “Just be patient and we will show you everything you will need to know to make your own choices.”

In about an hour the limo pulls up to the mansion.  

Cory: “Still plenty of time to show you around before the main event begins.”

A gentleman with a red tie opens the door to the limo and allows the guests to enter the mansion. The crowd is rather small as it is still early in the evening.  But a steady stream of guests seems to be arriving.

Adam: “First drink is on me!”

Cory: “Don’t let him shit ya! All of the drinks are free at this party.”

Cory gets a good view of Shawn’s neck as Shawn tilts his head back to look up at the noose that hangs from the ceiling in the middle of the room.  Shawn’s eyes pop out as he let’s go of a deep sigh.  

Cory: “Come on! There are a couple guys over here I want you to meet.”

James and Shawn follow Cory into the next room where they meet up with others.

Cory: “That blue-tie looks awesome on you!”

Derrick: “THANKS! Are you looking to earn one tonight?”

Cory: “What will be, will be!  I just have to wait it out and see.  Derrick, I would like you to meet some new recruits.  This is James and Shawn.  

Derrick gives Cory a quick hug and then shakes hands with James and Shawn.

Cory: “Derrick, can ya help me out here and show James around while I show Shawn?”

Derrick: “Sure! I would be glad to show him the ropes!”  Cory and Derrick break out in a laugh.  Shawn gets a big grin on his face while James remains somber.

Cory: “You always did have a sick sense of humor!”

Derrick: “That’s me!”

Just then, Ryan shows up and offers his arms for a hug.  Derrick and Ryan embrace first.  Then Cory embraces Ryan.

Cory: “Are you going to give it a shot again?”

Ryan: “Yep. Either way it turns out this will be my last game.”

Cory:  “I am kinda with ya there.  Got a couple recruits here that hopefully will take our spots next year.”

Ryan: “I would love to go out with a blue tie.  But like the NFL not every player gets a super bowl ring.”  

Cory: “Ya! At first, I was in it for the money.  But now a blue tie would mean a lot more to me. At least I got to be a part of this and got to meet some great companions.”

Ryan giving Cory and big hug: “I know what you mean.  My life would have been much less without the races.”

Cory: “Well, I gotta show Shawn the ropes! If you want to you may join us?”

Ryan: “Thanks but I want to move on and meet up with some others.”

Cory directed toward Shawn: “Are ya ready for this?”

Shawn: “Let’s do it!”

Shawn had been eyeing many of the monitor screens while Cory interacted with Ryan.  Shawn had a general idea of what the noose race was all about.  Cory just needed to show him around to get all the pieces of this puzzle put together for him.  

Cory: “So far any of this freaking you out?”

Shawn: “It set me back when I first saw the noose.  But now the more I see the more intrigued I am.”

Cory: “That is great! Now I don’t want you to rush into something like this.  We are only here to show you what this is all about.  If it is something for you, that will be entirely all up to you.  If it ever gets too much for ya let me know and we can throw in the towel and get the hell out of here.”

Shawn: “No. I am glad you invited me here.  How does this go down?”

Cory: “Well you see these guys around here with red ties? They are the security and workers to make this all happen.  If you have any questions or need some help, they are there for you.  They have not opened it up yet but soon you will see guys who are stripped of their shirt and they are wearing a golden noose around their neck.  They are the recruits who have volunteered.  There will be ten of them.  As the evening progresses, one by one they will be called out to collect their prize.  Each time the prize gets higher and higher.  All of the people here with black ties are guests who want to place bets on who will be the winner of the noose race.  It is just like betting at the races.  You get a pay out for picking first second and third places.  Towards the end of the evening the winner of the race is dropped.  They will get the grand prize that tonight is up to $50,000.  The winners are randomly selected by the computer system.  It is programed in such a way that the more bets placed on you makes it more likely that you stick around longer.  If you run into a person with a white tie, that would be the hangman.

Shawn: “THE HANGMAN? So, this is no bullshit! This is for real?”

Cory: “YES! Why do you think they spend so much money to see you drop.  No one would put down so much cash if it were just a fake. Now if you are really interested in fake, I will show you the part that is fake.  If you want to pay $1,000 the red tie guys will hook you up in a harness like this. If you have a golden noose, they will try to work you into this for free.” Cory shows a falls risk harness like the ones used on the simulator gallows. “They have a hangman put the noose on you and attach it to the weights that are only half of your weight.  The hangman then pulls the lever and lets you drop.”  

Cory: “You get strapped into a harness like this and they drop you from real gallows that was actually used for over 200 years.  At the same time they drop you in the harness with the bungee cord attached, you wear a noose that is connected to weights that are half your body weight.  It gives the participant a pretty real feel as to what it would be like.  On the simulator your time is limited to 30 second of hanging. When they drop you for the main event you have to last for a whole minute. This year they started charging $250 for each time a spectator watches a participant drop on the simulator. There is also a fee if you wish to have a recording of your drop on the gallows.  I hear the house is already hauling in a lot of cash on this.”

Shawn: “I don’t have that kind of money to throw away on this, but it sure looks interesting.”

Cory: “I want to show you something over here.”

Shawn takes a big sigh: “lead the way!”

Cory: “This is called the hall of fame!  If you drop, you earn a blue tie and a place in the hall of fame.

Shawn: “NO SHIT? Adam was wearing a blue tie and so was Derrick!”  

Cory: “Indeed! Here is Derricks picture.  He is the latest person to be added to the hall of fame.”

The framed portrait has a picture of Derrick with a noose around his neck.

Cory: “The picture was taken just as he was dropped. That is why he has such a stunned look on his face in this portrait.”

Shawn: “Now it seems so real to me!”

Cory: “Are you ok? I can get ya out of here if that is what you need?”

Shawn: “NO! I really need to know more about this.  I really need the money and this may be just the ticket that I have been looking for.”

Cory: “In a way I am glad to hear that!  Here is Adam’s portrait.”

Shawn: “SHIT! He was the first one of all of them?”

Cory: “Someday you will have to hear his story.”

Eric: “So very long ago and yet it feels just like yesterday!”

Shawn’s jaw drops as he is speechlessly staring at the white tie in front of him.  

Eric: “We got us a young recruit here?”

Cory: “Looking like it. Still has some misgivings that you may be able to help him out with.”

Eric: “Sure! Anything to help out a young recruit. Let me guess what the first question will be. Is it safe?”

Shawn still speechless nods affirmatively.  

Eric: “Before I answer your question, I have a few questions for someone like you.  What gets a young recruit like you interested in anything like this.  

Shawn: “I am going to tell you the whole truth.  I desperately need the money.  My entire life I have hated my small little fagnutz.  I need to pay for a castration so I can be a real Eunuch.  Perhaps my friend James and I can make enough here to save up for the cutter.”

Eric: “WOW!”

Cory: “Man! I am amazed that you told him your whole story.”

Eric: “I am also impressed with your honesty.  Kinda puts me on the spot here.  This may be your lucky day.  While I am the HANGMAN for the Noose Race, In my other life I am a cutter.  I grew up in the country and enjoyed it.  Now I do it as a profession.”  

Cory: “Are you shitting us?”

Eric: “Of course not! I would never shit a guy about something like that.  In fact, I will make a bet with you!  

Shawn: “What kind of bet?”

Eric: “A bet where if you are picked to drop, I will band you for the drop.”

Shawn’s jaw drops wide open. Cory also has a dumbfounded look on his face as well.  

Shawn: “Could this be real?”

Eric: “If this is what you really want, go get yourself a golden noose on your neck and we can see where it goes from there. If you do not win the bet with me at least you go home with a big chunk of change for your ultimate dream.”

Cory: “WOW! That was really powerful!”

Shawn: “I gotta do this! Where is James? I need to tell him first.”

About this time Ryan and James walk up.

Eric: “To answer your original question.  Hell, no it is not safe!  You could bust your neck or you could get killed by this if something went wrong. No one should play like this at home. But here if we do it all the right way you will end up with a blue tie just like all of these other guys in the hall of fame. I have not lost a guy doing this. I am not about to change that record.”

Cory: “Also there are waivers and contracts you will need to sign.”

Shawn: “Give me some time with James.”

James: “You are in, aren’t you?”

Shawn: “I don’t want to be in this alone.  If you are not right there by my side thru this we can go home now.”  

James: “I will only let you do it if you let me go along with ya!”

Shawn: “You don’t need to take this risk.  I just want you in recovery when I wake up.”

James: “Nope! I love you and want to share all of this with you! Besides, any cash we walk out with would be a nice vacation and also achieve your dream.”

They both chuckled and did a pinky hand shake.

Eric directed at a guy in a red tie: “We got two over here!”

Guy in a red tie: “It is going to open in a minute and I will get you signed in.”

Cory looked over at Ryan: “I hope you can get us signed up as well?”

Ryan nodded affirmatively.

Red tie guy: “I got four over here.  Let’s go get the gold ties on all of ya!” We were all taken to the same room where our shirts were stripped from us.  A golden noose was slid over each of our heads.

Ryan: “You get Shawn and I will help James”

Cory: “Deal!”

Ryan goes over to James. He reaches out and snugs the golden noose around James’ neck.

Cory: “Shawn, may I give you a hand with that?”

Shawn: “Only if I can help you in return?”

Cory: “Sounds perfect!”

Shawn as Cory tightens the golden noose to his neck: “This still seems so unreal to me.  Like a fantasy becoming real.”

Cory: “OH! I have no doubt as to how real this will get! But I do want to share one confession with you Shawn.  The very first time that I saw you, I pictured you just like this. Naked above the waist except for a golden noose around your neck.”

Shawn tightening the golden noose around Cory’s neck twice as snug as it needed to be and chuckling: “I thought so!”

He steps back with a huge grin.  Cory slightly loosens the noose.

Cory: “I assume I am forgiven?”

Shawn: “You assume correctly.”

Eventually, all ten of the golden nooses find a neck to hang around.  All of the legal work is finished up.  Eric appears to be conferring with the announcer.

The announcer comes over to talk with all of the gentlemen with Golden nooses: “Very shortly I will be introducing each of you to the crowd and sharing a short story about how you became a participant. Any questions?”  

Shawn: “Just how much will you be sharing?”

Announcer: “As much as I can in a short time so you can get as many bets as possible.  Are you ok with that?”

Shawn gave and approving nod.  There were no further questions.

The announcer went thru the list starting with the person with the most longevity (Ryan) and working down to the newest recruits.  James was older so he went before Shawn who was last.

Announcer: “Gentlemen! Go mingle with the crowd. We are now open to accept your bets.”

As soon as the announcements were completed, Cory had a sense that he would not be a finalist in this race.  

Cory directed toward Adam: “I think I am safe tonigh.  I will be getting some cash but not a blue tie.”

Adam: “Oh?”

Cory: “Face it! I am not as cute as most of the others and my story is far less compelling than some of theirs.”

Adam: “I think you may have nailed it about the story part, but to me you still are the cutest.”

Cory: “Aww! Thanks!”

Announcer: “William! Come on up here and collect your $2,000.”

William eagerly rushed to the stage to collect his winnings.  His score card on the screen went from 05 to 00.  That meant his odds went from 5 in one to eliminated.

Cory: “They also list me at 05. Wow! Shawn and James are both at 01.”

Shawn: “What does that mean?”

Cory: “It means you are popular with the crowd.  The lower the number the more likely you will be here the longest.”

James and Shawn went back to observe the gallows simulations. About every fifteen minutes there would be another participant.  This year the observers had to pay a fee.  The fee was waved for anyone wearing a golden noose.  Many observers wanted selfies with the guys wearing the golden nooses.

Announcer: “I have $4,000 for Roger!”  

Roger: “I can finally relax! Good luck guys.  Don’t make too much money!”

Fifteen minutes later Announcer: “$6,000 for Matt!”

Matt: “Thankyou God!”

He bounded up the stairs to collect his prize.  A little while passed before he returned with his shirt and the golden noose worn like a tie.

Cory to Matt: “I would have bet on you because I think you are pretty darn cute without the threads on.”

Matt: “Thanks. But I am glad to keep my shirt the rest of the night.”

Announcer: “$8,000 for Scotty!”  

Scotty speaking in a Scottish accent: “At least Eric won’t get his hands on me tonight! But it is sounding like the cutter will lose a bet. The room is abuzz with talk about the side bet he made.”

Announcer: “$10,000 for Kevin!”  

Each time a name was called for some cash, a volunteer was dropped at the gallows demo.  The flurry of activity could spin your head.  

Announcer: “$12000 for Cory!”

Cory: “I told ya I would not get a blue tie.  Heck, I didn’t even make it to the swim suit contest this time!”

Adam applied a swat to Cory’s butt: “Get your sweet ass up there!”  

A quick rush to get a shirt on before the next name would be called.  

Cory: “My career here is over.  I never will have a blue tie.”  

Adam: “I am sure you will find a good way to live without one! If you really want to know what it feels like we can sign ya up for the demo?”  

Cory: “I will have to think that over.  I don’t like the idea of paying for it.”

Adam: “I would cover it for ya if ya really want it?”

Cory: “I couldn’t let ya do that.  It was a fun time while it lasted. Now let’s go see who makes the swim suit competition.”

Announcer: “Troy, $14,000 should pay for your trip back to Ausieland!”

Troy with a beaming smile: “Even pay me to get back here again next year!”

Cory: “Dam! I wanted to see you in a swim suit again!”

Troy: “Meet me at the pool tonight!”

Red ties now surround Ryan, James and Shawn as they were being escorted to the changing room.  The same room where Troy was quickly getting his shirt on.

Troy: “Lucky guys!  I made the swim suit contest last time I was here. Hang in there! Ooops! Bad choice of words there.  Sorry about that!”

Ryan just glared at Troy and went back to putting on his speedo.

Shawn: “How was it to be in a swim suit?”  

Troy: “It was my first year in the contest. I was first runner up! It was scaring the crap out of me.”

Shawn: “Right now I am hoping for a blue tie and a whole lot more.”  

Troy: “No matter how it turns out, good luck!”

Troy embraced Shawn and then embraced James. They all left the change room together.

Troy came over and joined the rest of the golden nooses.  The other three stood at the edge of the stairway.  Eric was with them.

Announcer: “Please welcome our swim suit finalist!”  

A big roar of applause went up from the crowd as the contestant entered the stage.  A red tie person escorted each one of the guys in speedos who had now had their hands bound behind them.  

Announcer: “Let’s give a big hand for our HANGMAN!”

A huge round of applause went thru the entire mansion.  Over flow crowds were watching on screens in various rooms in the mansion.  All were eager to find out who would drop.  Each was cheering for the one they had put their money on.

Announcer: “James? Would you like to go home with $18,000?”  

Applause again went thru the house as James’ hands were released.

James goes over and gives Ryan a pat on the back.  He then embraces Shawn: “I am with you man.”

Shawn whispers to James: “I am glad you are not dropping.  Thanks for sticking with me thru all of this!”

Announcer as James leaves the stage to get a shirt on: “I would like to pause for a moment to quietly thank both of these gentlemen who would be honored to drop for all of us.  One of them, on my left, is a seasoned veteran who I have had the honor of sharing this stage with several times.  Tonight will be his last night on the stage with me. He will either leave with a blue tie or retire quietly with dignity and respect for all of us.  He has demonstrated to us several times what an honorable man he really is.

Announcer continues after a brief pause and a deep breath: “To my right we have a rookie who I have the greatest respect for. Any rookie with enough courage to stand on this stage with me deserves my respect. This rookie has gained my respect today and the respect of many of you for his open honesty about himself and about his wishes.  Gentlemen I want to wish both of you well.  

Announcer noting that James has joined us with his shirt on:  “Are we ready to proceed? Hand me the envelope please.  The next name I speak will have the honor of dropping for us tonight.”

The announcer opens the envelope and guards it closely: “Shawn, are you ready for this?”

Shawn with mixed feelings of glee and trepidation: “YES!”

Ryan drops to his knees with tear flowing from his eyes.  A big roar and applause are coming from the crowd.  Tears are also streaming down James’s face.   A big smile is on Shawn’s face as he nods affirmatively while watching the crowd.  Ryan’s hands are released and he gets up.  He goes over and pats Shawn on the back. “Congratulation Shawn! I really envy you.”  

Eric tapping Shawn on the back: “It appears that I have lost a bet with you, young man.  Would you like to accept your prize now in front of everyone or wait until later after recovery?”

Shawn: “It would be an honor to accept it now!  I think everyone here who has supported me in this endeavor would like to share in it with me tonight.”

A huge roar and applause comes from the crowd.  

Eric: “Give me a moment to get my equipment.  Shawn, go with the red ties.  They will help you change into a more suitable outfit for this special event.”

Announcer: “We will have a fifteen-minute intermission.”

In the change room they strip off the speedo.  It is replaced with a sleeveless neoprene onesie that has an opening for the crotch.

Red tie guy holds up the new suit: “Shawn, we have to let you hang out for this to happen!”

Shawn: “I know!”  and begins to help the red tie with the change.

Announcer: “Ladies and gentlemen we are about ready to proceed. For those of you with sensitive eyes, I ask that you look away now or seek out the nearest exit.”

Two red tie guys escort Shawn with his crotch fully exposed.  They are followed by Eric in his HANGMAN attire carrying his cutter tools.  The red ties help Shawn up the stairs and stand beside him on each side.  

Eric to Shawn: “As you know this first part will be pretty rough on you.  The band will hurt like crazy.  Then it doesn’t get any better as you drop off the edge. It will seem like an eternity. but in about 45 seconds to a minute, you will pass out on us. When you make it to a minute, I will get ya down and start to revive you.  I will be here for you and make sure you are breathing again.  Before you wake up, I will numb the pain in your groin. I will make it possible to cut the band off if that is what you want. If you want to be cut today, I will leave the band on and we can finish this later when you are back with us.

Shawn: “I would love to finish it all today.  I want James to be with me every step of the way.  

James: “I am here for you now.”

James gives Shawn a big hug and then stands back for the event to continue.  Eric places the noose and draws it snug to Shawn’s neck.  Shawn tried to swallow but finds it very difficult to do so.  

Eric: “You are all set up here.  Now I am going down to pay off my bet.”

Eric holds up the already loaded banding plyer for the crowd to cheer.  He then holds it up for Shawn to see what all the raucous is about.

Shawn can feel Eric’s firm hands on his soft scrotum.  Eric taps the plyer on Shawn’s thigh and Shawn spreads his legs to give Eric more room to work with.

Eric: “you told everyone the truth.  These balls are pretty small. Bear with me as I slip them into the band.”  

Shawn grimaces as Eric pulls, pushes, and prods the nutz thru the band.

A microphone is held close as Eric is ready to release the band.  

Eric: “Shawn, you tell me when you are ready for this.”

Shawn: “GO FOR IT!”

The house gets eerily silent as Eric releases the band from the tool.  

“SNAP!!”

The loud sound seems to echo thru the mansion as it is picked up by the mic and played on all of the screens throughout the mansion.

Applause now erupts as Shawn grimaces and screams out it pain.

Shawn: “SON OF A BITCH! That hurts like hell.”  

Video’s rolling and many other cameras are clicking.  

Eric: “DOWN ya go!”

Shawn: “OH SHIT ALREADY!”

He begins his dance. He forgot all about the pain in his nutz as his feet desperately are reaching for the floor. It all seems like an eternity as he swings.  He arches his back as his now stiff dick shoots out wad after wad of fresh cum landing on some of the golden boys in the front row.  Shawn closes his eyes to savor the moment.  He again blinks his eyes and is rewarded with one last glimpse of James as he feels himself fading away into the darkness.  

Within an hour Shawn opens his eyes to see James’ head laying on his chest listening to his beating heart.  

Cory: “Welcome back! You made it kid!”

Shawn blinks his eyes twice.

Adam: “We are all very proud of ya!  A portrait is already being commissioned.  We are all honored to be sharing a wall in the hall of fame with ya.”

Shawn smiles as he rubs James’s hair on the back of his head: “What a wild ride!”

James: “I may be interested in trying the simulator to find out what it was like for you but, don’t ever expect me to wear any blue tie!”

Shawn begins to giggle but then grimaces in pain.  

James: “Neck or down here?” James gently pats Shawn’s crotch.

Shawn speaks with a horse sounding voice: “A bit of both!”

Eric: ”We are almost to the point where they will be ready. This will help with your pain.  Do you want James to apply it?”

Shawn:  gives an affirmative nod along with another grimace for the pain in his neck.

James applies some lotion to Shawn’s neck and to his groin.

As Shawn requested, all of the members of the hall of fame as well as anyone who ever wore a golden tie is welcomed to witness his castration.  A camera is in place to record the event and share it with the rest of the mansion.

Eric: “You are ready now! Let me get set up and we can finish this up!”

Shawn knows enough now to lay as still as possible and just let out a big smile.  Finally, his dream is coming true. Shawn’s legs are secure to the stirrups on the exam table. All of the prepping is completed.  Shawn feels a tugging sensation but no pain.

Eric: “Here is Lefty!”

He holds it up for Shawn to see.  Cory holds up a jar for Eric to drop it into.  

Eric talks to the jar: “Don’t be sad little one! Righty will be with you soon!”

Eric: “James would you like to do the honors?”  

Eric holds Righty up high in the air where Shawn can see.  He can also see James with a knife in his hand.  James cuts the cord between the two claps that are on the cord.  

Eric: “Righty is now free to join lefty!”

James shows Righty to Shawn and then drops Righty into the jar: “Your baby makers are in the juice now!”

Eric finished cleaning up and sewing up Shawn.  

Eric: “Just rest yourself for a while with your feet up in the stirrups while we work on getting that noose off.  You will have a good one of these.”  Eric points to the scar on the side of his neck.

Adam: “I think you set a new record today, Eric.  You made us the first ever blue tie Eunuch!”

Feet up in the stirrups, Shawn relaxed and watch the screen with James as they played back all of the events.

Ryan enters the room: “I am sad that I will never have a blue tie, But I wanted to let you, Shawn, know that it was a great honor to stand on that stage next to the greatest man I have ever personally known!”

Ryan: “Just give me five!” Ryan holds up his hand where Shawn is able to high five it!  

Ryan then gets a hug from James followed by a hug from everyone else in the room.

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2022 Book Wrap!

In total I read 29 books this year meaning I was only 1 book of my reading goal of 30. That is okay thought because this year I really got back into reading and considering last year I read about 14!

Books I read:

The Turn of the Screw - Henry James

The World's Greatest Miracle - Og Mandino

The Thursday Murder Club - Richard Osman

Where the Crawdads Sing - Delia Owens

The Haunting of Hill House - Shirley Jackson

The woman in Black - Susan Hill

Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

The Man Who Died Twice - Richard Osman

The Girls I've Been - Tess Sharpe

As Good as Dead - Holly Jackson

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine - Gail Honeyman

How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You - The Oatmeal

Heartstopper - Alice Osrman

The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald

Trial by Fire - Josephine Angelini

Firewalker - Josephine Angelini

Witches Pyre - Josephine Angelini

Midnight Sun - Stephanie Meyer

New Moon - Stephanie Meyer

Eclipse - Stephanie Meyer

The Candid Life of Meena Dave - Namrata Patel

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - Suzanne Collins

One Last Stop - Casey McQuiston

Daisy Jones and the Six - Taylor Jenkins Reid

The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Stephen Chbosky

Little women - Louisa May Alcott

Good wives - Lousia May Alcott

The Bullet that Missed - Richard Osman

My 5 top books of the year that weren't rereads are probably The Woman in Black, Midnight Sun, The Candid Life of Meena Dave, Daisy Jones and the Six, and One Last stop.

The Woman in Black is my new favourite horror book ever. It made me feel so unsettled (my imagination is very active) and had me peeking around corners before exiting a room incase the Woman in black was waiting for me. The plot twist at the end really got me as I genuinely thought that he had broken the curse but wow. It was sick but also amazing and I couldn't read anything for a few days once I finished it because I was still hooked.

Funnily enough Midnight Sun is in my top 5. I know alot of people disliked this book because it was too similar to Twilight but I really enjoyed it. I love how we really get to see Edwards character more in depth. What I loved is how dramatic he was and how funny he was. My favourite part was when Mike was speaking to Bella and Edwards decides to be the most dramatic man ever and start thinking about how he could just kill Mike. So silly.

The Candid Life of Meena Dave is incredible. I love the characters, especially the dog! The romance in this book was so cute and I loved how Patel didn't make Meena have her whole life and story revolve around Sam after meeting him. It didn't just focus on love but also on Meena trying to find herself before even thinking about getting into a relationship. Was an amazing read that had me kicking my feet.

Now at first I didn't like Daisy Jones and the Six because of how it was written. But then I grew to love it with my whole heart. I wanted to learn how to pkay bass guitar before reading this book but after it made me get up and actually learn. I'm so glad Reid didn't glamorise or romanticise drugs because drugs quite literally almost ruined Billy's life. I loved seeing how he changed and dealt with everything. Anyway I'm so excited for the show to come out in March!

Finally, One Last Stop, arguably my favourite overall this year. THIS REALLY HAD ME KICKING MY LEGS IT WAS SO CUTE. I think I also fell in love with Jane. When I say this book had me crying I mean actually sobbing. The end had me facing so many emotions. I don't even have the words to say how much I love this book.

I reread quite a few books too. My top 5 were definitely the Worldwalker Trilogy (Trial by Fire, Firewalker and Witches Pyre), The Perks of Being a Wallflower and Little Women. These 5 books are my comfort books. Every single one of them has broken spines and damaged covers because of the amount of times I've read them. I highly HIGHLY recommend them, especially the Worldwalker trilogy and anything by Josephine Angelini. The trilogy has my ultimate book crush, Rowan Fall, too! So underrated definetly go read it!

Anyway, that is everything I have to say about this year. Its a shame I only had one book left to read but I'll achieve it next year!

[pbandjesse]

Today was a sleepy day but it was a good day. I feel a lot better then I did this morning. I was so dizzy and tired this morning.

I slept pretty well though. I was in a good mood. James joined me after Brandon left and we were laughing when I was being dramatic about the sandwich to milk ratios. And how there would be hell to pay if I ran out of my drink before I finished eating my sandwich. Very silly.

I woke up this morning and felt not great. I tried really hard but I was just really dizzy tired. I got dressed and James made me a little breakfast. And eating helped a little.

I was able to do three rows of knitting for my temperature blanket. I still have three to go to be caught up but after the hour those three took me I was just. Done. I was exhausted.

I went and laid in bed and ended up sleeping until 1. I woke up in a little bit of a panic because I thought I slept through our wedding walkthrough with the caterer. So that was a little jarring. But I did not miss it.

James was just getting cleaned up after a bike ride. And after a few minutes sitting on the couch we were off.

Jess suggested we bring a notebook and that was a great idea. We got there and they (David and the catering rep) kept commenting on how well prepared we were. Felt very validating.

We went through all of my questions. I got a lot of clarity. James took a lot of notes. They had questions for us too. I was slightly unsure about the venders and about who is going to be in charge of what. Like which friends are going to be bringing what and what family is setting up when. We have more clarity now but there is still work to do. And we got to pick the table cloth and napkin colors so that was cool.

It was just a nice time and made me feel more excited. And like figuring out how my dad will comfortably get in the venue. And about lighting and things. I am feeling good.

We left there in a great mood. And decided to not go home yet. Instead we went to run some errands.

We went up to target. We got two of the boxes for our decorations. We need to get at least one more. So we'll do that soon now that we know what we need to store. And James got me two more of the mole car figures and I got two new ones. I am very excited because they continue to be so stupidly cute.

We helped out a guy outside in the parking lot. He was struggling but we had something to give so we did. I hope him and his baby are okay.

We decided to go have a late lunch or early dinner. We were going to go to somewhere in harbor east, but the restaurant we used to go to closed?

But we went to harbor east first so we could go to lush. I got a face oil (it's a solid and I'm so excited about it) and a shampoo bar. And we got a whole bunch of samples. The woman was so nice and complimented my hair. And got a special wash for James's face and beard. Love samples.

We went to whole foods for a fancy juice next. And then off to dinner at tambers, the diner near James's parent's house.

And it was a good meal. It started raining but we were just cozy in our booth. We watched videos about cooking and had a milkshake to share. We got sandwiches and it was fun. I felt happy.

But I also felt tired. Fried food makes me cough a bit. And that made me tired. But we headed home and we got to work packing up our decorations.

We also worked on wiping down all our brass candlesticks so they could go in the box. A few need the wax removed but we packed all of them away that we could. In the next box we'll put the glass ones. But they will be more fragile we well have to be more careful.

James worked on some organizing of the wedding stuff. And I got to work on setting up my new table stuff for the market on Sunday. I have an extra little table to put some new stuff out. Jewelry and totebags. Some new pins and stuff. I will make more price cards for them but so far so good.

I did some work in my studio. I also got to set up our new photo printer. And I'm really excited about it. The films expensive like the Instax but I'll keep working on finding cheaper per print places to buy the paper. I added the best deal I've found to our wedding registry too so maybe people will buy it for us.

I took a bath. And used my new face oil. And now me and James are hanging out in bed. Watching videos and chilling. I don't feel dizzy anymore, just normal tired.

Tomorrow I don't have to do anything really. So I will catch up on knitting and finish my totebag and maybe make a few more. I just want a chill day. I hope you all have a good day too. Take care of yourself! Love you all!