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[honeytonedhottie]

how to be rich and luxurious⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌺

we must first understand that being rich is a state of mind. you could be broke and not poor. never poor. poor is a state of mind. and that choice that u make to be rich or poor is ultimately yours cuz u control ur thoughts.

so how do we radiate luxury and become luxurious? through having luxurious thoughts. we know that what we think manifests so lets think things that make us richer in every aspect of our lives. 

LUXURY IS AN ENERGY ; 

when you exude the energy of luxury, YOU’LL ALWAYS BE LUXURIOUS. the luxury that u exude will manifest. thoughts manifest. have luxurious thoughts -> a luxurious reality WILL manifest. its rly that simple ✨

CULTIVATING LUXURY ENERGY ; 

u cultivate luxury energy, like i mentioned before, through luxury thoughts. but if ur not used to thinking luxury thoughts/have a lack or poverty mindset, here are some affirmations to start and guide thinking. 

im grateful that im so abundant and rich in the things that i love

im like barbie cuz i have more then enough of everything

i have SO much, that i can bless others with my riches

i live my life lavishly

you can cultivate luxury by doing things that make u feel rich and luxurious. some things that help me to feel that way are. 

drinking drinks from a designated cup or wine-glass 

silky robes are EVERYTHING. or wearing lingerie and matching bra and panty sets

consistently practicing self care every single day 

wearing jewelry 

ofc everyone has different things that make them feel rich and different classifications for what luxury is and isn’t and that’s your choice to make ultimately. 

i recommend making a list of what makes u feel luxurious and doing that often. literally when i go to costco or a whole-sale store and have free samples i feel luxurious 😭 bcuz im INDULGING. 

that goes to show that u dont need to do the most to feel luxurious right at this moment. and that leads me to my next point. 

INDULGE YOURSELF ; 

don’t deny yourself the things that u desire and the things that you want. if u want ur fun little drink, have ur fun little drink. get ur nails done, take urself shopping every now and then. if u can’t afford to get these done, do it yourself. 

you have the ability to make yourself feel special and luxurious. the idea to this is to cultivate the feeling of being rich or the feeling of abundance and luxury. 

start a collection that you can have a lot of, change the perspective in which u see the things that u already own. kind of like seeing a cup have full then a cup half empty? 

THINGS TO BE RICH IN ; 

be rich in knowledge, be rich in culture, be rich in relationships, be rich in beauty. be rich in whatever interests that u might have. 

to be rich in knowledge -> seek higher education, study, read lots of books, start writing and seeking knowledge in whatever interests you 

to be rich in culture -> learn more about ur own culture and the culture of other people. explore and educate yourself on religion and customs that interest you. be well versed in another language or in something that’s important in todays media and pop culture

to be rich in relationships -> don’t close yourself up to meaningful relationships that you have. don’t take everything seriously and practice being social. 

to be rich in beauty -> take impeccable care of yourself and your body. pamper yourself every single day and pick up habits that serve the highest good for your appearance. 

to be rich in ur interests -> become well versed as i said before in whatever it is that interests you. there are countless resources online that can help give you information and direction on going about ur interests. 

[budget-radiators]

The benefits of having a good quality radiator are that it can keep the room cool during summer and warm throughout the winter. Bathroom radiators also need maintenance, so that you can replace parts that are prone to failure.

[artdecoandmodernist]

1920 Art Deco Sunburst design, Le Bonheur du Jour, by George Barbier. 

A sunburst is a design or figure commonly used in architectural ornaments and design patterns and possibly pattern books. It consists of rays or "beams" radiating out from a central disk in the manner of sunbeams. Sometimes part of a sunburst, a semicircular or semi-elliptical shape, is used. Traditional sunburst motifs usually show the rays narrowing as they get further from the centre; from the later 19th century they often get wider, as in the Japanese Rising Sun Flag, which is more appropriate in optical terms. (x) 

For sale: Edition Originale

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The Best News of Last Week - March 27, 2023

🐢 - Why did the 90-year-old tortoise become a father? Because he finally came out of his shell!

1. New Mexico governor signs bill ending juvenile life sentences without parole

New Mexico Governor Michelle Lujan Grisham has signed a bill into law that prevents juvenile offenders from receiving life sentences without eligibility for parole. The bill, known as the No Life Sentences for Juveniles Act, allows offenders who committed crimes under the age of 18 and received life sentences to be eligible for parole hearings 15 to 25 years into their sentences.

This legislation also applies to juveniles found guilty of first-degree murder, even if they were tried as adults. The move puts New Mexico in a group of at least 24 other states and Washington, DC, that have enacted similar measures following a 2021 Supreme Court ruling.

2. Promising pill completely eliminates cancer in 18 leukaemia patients

An experimental pill called revumenib has shown promise in curing terminal leukemia patients who were not responding to treatment in a long-awaited clinical trial in the United States. The drug works by inhibiting a specific protein called menin, which is involved in the machinery that gets hijacked by leukemia cells and causes normal blood cells to turn into cancerous ones.

The pill targets the most common mutation in acute myeloid leukemia, a gene called NPM1, and a less common fusion called KMT2A. The US Food and Drug Administration granted revumenib "breakthrough therapy designation" to fast-track its development and regulatory review based on the promising results of the trial.

3. Spain passes law against domestic animal abuse

Spain has passed a new law on animal welfare, accompanied by a reform of the penal code that increases prison sentences for those mistreating animals. The law will make compulsory training for dog owners, and will prohibit them from leaving their dogs alone for more than 24 hours.

It also mandates the sterilisation of cats, with exceptions for farms, and increases the penalties for mistreatment of animals to up to two years in prison, or three years in the event of aggravating circumstances.

4. Bravery medals for women who raced into 'rough, crazy' surf to save drowning girls

Elyse Partridge (far left) and Bella Broadley (far right) raced into dangerous surf to save Chloe and Violet from drowning.(ABC North Coast: Hannah Ross)

Bella Broadley and Elyse Partridge saved two 11-year-old girls from drowning at Angels Beach near Ballina, an unpatrolled beach in Australia. The younger girls, Chloe and Violet, became trapped in a rip and overwhelmed by waves and the current. Bella and Elyse jumped into action, using an esky lid as a flotation device to help them swim to the girls. Elyse helped Chloe back to shore while Bella swam further out to help Violet.

Elyse and Bella were on Wednesday named on the Governor General's Australian Bravery Decorations Honours List, which recognised 66 Australians for acts of bravery.

5. Almost every cat featured in viral Tik Tok posted by Kansas City animal shelter adopted

Let's find homes for the rest

6. A 90-year-old tortoise named Mr. Pickles just became a father of 3. It's a big 'dill'

These critically endangered tortoises are native to Madagascar and have seen their numbers decline due to over-collection for illegal sales on the black market. Captive breeding programs have helped produce new radiated tortoises, but the species still faces extinction in the wild.

That's why the arrival of these hatchlings, born to 90-year-old Mr. Pickles and his 53-year-old partner Mrs. Pickles, is such great news. Mr. Pickles is considered the most genetically valuable radiated tortoise in the Association of Zoos and Aquariums' Species Survival Plan, and the births represent a significant contribution to the survival of the species.

7. EU strikes ‘ground-breaking’ deal to cut maritime emissions

The European Parliament and EU ministers have agreed on a new law to cut emissions in the maritime sector. The law aims to reduce ship emissions by 2% as of 2025 and 80% as of 2050, covering greenhouse gas, methane, and nitrous oxide emissions.

The European Commission will review the law in 2028 and will decide whether to place carbon-cutting requirements on smaller ships. The agreement will also require containerships and passenger ships docking at major EU ports to plug into the on-shore power supply as of 2030. Penalties collected from those that fail to meet the targets will be allocated to projects focused on decarbonising the maritime sector.

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1963 AC SHELBY COBRA

1963 AC SHELBY COBRA 4.7-LITRE MARK II ROADSTER  REGISTRATION NO. OYM 28A CHASSIS NO. CSK2116 ENGINE NO. CSX2116

Footnotes

Rightly regarded as one of the all-time great classic sports cars, the muscular, fire-breathing Cobra succeeded in capturing the hearts of enthusiasts like few of its contemporaries. Only 1,000-or-so Cobras of all types were built between 1962 and 1967, but such was the model's enduring popularity that production was resumed in 1982 under the auspices of Brooklands-based Autokraft. 

Convinced that a market existed for an inexpensive sports car combining European chassis engineering and American V8 power, Le Mans-winning Texan racing driver Carroll Shelby concocted an unlikely alliance between AC Cars and the Ford Motor Company. The former's Ace provided the simple twin-tube chassis frame - designed by John Tojeiro - into which was persuaded one of Ford's lightweight, small-block V8s. It was discovered that the latter was lighter than the six-cylinder Ford Zephyr unit that AC was using, yet with vastly greater potential. To cope with the projected power increase, the Ace chassis was strengthened with heavier gauge tubing and supplied fitted with four-wheel disc brakes. Weighing a mere 1.5cwt more than a Bristol-engined Ace yet endowed with double the power and torque, the Cobra turned in a breathtaking performance, racing to 60mph in 4.4 seconds and reaching the 'ton' in under 12, exceptional figures by early 1960s standards and none too shabby even today.

The 260ci (4.2-litre) prototype first ran in January 1962, with production commencing later that year. Exclusively for the USA initially, Cobras - minus engines - were sent from England to be finished off by Shelby in California, and it was not until late in 1963 that AC Cars in Thames Ditton got around to building the first fully finished cars to European specification. 

After 75 Cobras had been built with the 260ci engine, the more powerful 289ci (4.7-litre) unit was standardised in 1963. Rack-and-pinion steering was the major MkII up-date; then in 1965 a new, stronger, coil-suspended MkIII chassis was introduced to accommodate Ford's 427ci (7.0-litre) V8, an engine that in race trim was capable of producing well in excess of 400bhp. Wider bodywork, extended wheelarch flares and a bigger radiator intake combined to create the definitive - and much copied - Cobra MkIII look. Keeping ahead of the competition on the racetrack had been the spur behind Shelby's adoption of the 427 engine, but some MkIIIs to 'street' specification came with Ford's less powerful 428ci hydraulic-lifter V8. 

But for Brian Angliss, the Cobra story would have ended in 1967. The Autokraft boss had built up a business restoring Cobras and supplying parts, and in the early 1980s acquired the rights to the AC name plus a quantity of jigs and tooling from the old Thames Ditton factory. Keeping the overall style of the MkIII, Autokraft produced the MkIV, which was appropriately updated to meet current legislation and powered by a 'Federalised' Ford 5.0-litre V8 engine. Around 480 were built. 

Chassis number 'CSX2116' was invoiced to Shelby American on 16th April 1963 and shipped to Los Angeles three days later aboard the 'SS Loch Gowan'. Invoiced on 18th June 1963 to Burton Motors of Sacramento, California, the Cobra was sold new to a local doctor who used it for a few years before giving it to his daughter. She used the car as daily transport for several years before the clutch failed, at which time it was sold to Steve Dangremond of Santa Rosa, California. The Cobra was advertised for sale by Mr Dangremond in late 1977 and bought by Dr Grant Hill of Chotoka, Alberta. Dr Hill fitted Weber carburettors and raced 'CSX2116', eventually trading it to Fred Yule in Portland, Oregon. At that time, the car was still finished in its original colour scheme of dark blue and retained its original black leather interior. 

'CSX2116' returned to the UK in the late 1980s and was advertised through Hampson's Ltd, by which time it had been refinished in red and fitted with a full-width roll bar. Subsequent owners in England were Dr Carlos Barbot, Trojan boss Peter Agg and Formula 1 racing driver Rupert Keegan. 'CSX2116' was last restored in 1988, records on file indicating that an extensive mechanical restoration was undertaken at this time. The car still retains its original black leather interior though the Weber carburettors have gone, replaced by an easier to maintain four-barrel Holley. There is considerable additional accompanying documentation including correspondence between previous owners, a copy of the original bill of sale, Shelby American Automobile Club letter of authentication, FIA papers and Swansea V5 registration document. The car has belonged to the current owner since 2006.  Early Cobras are offered for sale only rarely and this example represents a wonderful opportunity to acquire a fine example of this classic of Anglo-American sports car design. 

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

In pairs - Soap/Gaz/Ghost*GN!Reader

The thing you both have.

Pure fluff time!

Same series for Price (I don't know why I wrote his part in a story way)

Soap

You guys got the same water bottle just because you needed one, and there was a set with two on sale so why not buy the set and give one to Johnny? When you two are out of deployment, you will go to the gym to work out or have some morning jogs together maybe. People can always recognize the water bottles belong to a couple when they look at them, the same design with some soap stickers and others decorating the outside, and when you guys take a break from running, picking up your bottles to hydrate, they can see clearly that you two are lovely couples, joking with each other and Johnny would snatch your water bottle with a wicked grin on his face and drink from it even if he has brought his. Some people might think pasting stickers on bottles is childish but Johnny doesn’t give a shit about them when this can show your love towards each other.

Gaz

You and Gaz’s perfumes were from a set for couples, which he bought for you as an anniversary gift. He is a clean boy who wears perfume to maintain a nice smell on him, and you have the same habit too, so when he was thinking about what he should give you as a celebration, paired perfumes instantly came into his mind. The pleasant and distinct fragrance makes others know you two already belong to the other, and drenching in his lover’s scent makes him feel loved and companied, especially when he is on deployment and can’t see you for days or even weeks.

Ghost

One day you borrowed Simon’s gloves when yours got dirty and you threw them in the washing machine, and he immediately bought the same pair when he saw you put on his gloves — too big and loosening around your hands, but the skeleton gloves on you just made him overwhelmed by your cuteness, after a few days he gifted you the new gloves, and you were excited like a kid going on a field trip, wearing them and refused to take off (not like he wanted you to). In the cold weather, he enjoyed you cupping his cheeks in your gloved hands, or his hands intertwined with yours and he could feel the warmth radiating from you through the gloves.

[chaoslovesmisery]

Chapter 7. Breakthrough

"How did it go with her?" I ask Sylus and he shrugs.

"There's something wrong with her. It's like she can remember but not everything. Almost as if someone has reset her." He says and I furrow my brow, troubled by the implication that her memories could be so fragmentary. The only way she can reset her memories is if she dies and revives.

"The shopkeeper gave her an Evol Stabilizer for now," he continues, "but I've got to handle something else. Can you take care of the rats around here?"

I cross my arms pulling out my blade throwing it with pinpoint accuracy catching the fat rat across the way. I can see some sparks indicating that I've broken whatever mechanism it had inside it's body.

"What's in it for me?" I ask.

"Oh? Bargaining again, are we?" he replies, clearly amused.

"I still need to know what's in it for me before I decide," I reply, tilting my head slightly. "For now, consider that first rat just a sample." He steps closer, blocking my line of sight, and I can almost feel the warmth radiating from him.

"If you manage to catch them all, I'll ensure it's worth your while," he says, leaning in close to my ear. His breath sends a slight shiver down my spine as he whispers.

"I'll take you to that immersive game experience you've been trying to convince Luke and Kieran to attend with you." He says, making my eyes widen in excitement.

"The one on Cloud Island?" I ask eagerly, and he chuckles.

"That's the one," he replies, and at this point, there's no turning back.

"You'd better keep your promise," I say before shifting into a crow. He lifts his finger, letting me perch on it, and gives my head a gentle pat.

"That's a good girl." He says, patting my head. I'm thankful he can't see my blush. I fly up high and begin my hunt while Sylus disappears. The Aether Core in my eye lights up, allowing me to lock onto my target with ease.

I dive down, using my beak to slash at another rat, piercing its belly and yanking out yet another piece of monitoring equipment. The equipment glints in the moonlight as I pull it free, the rat collapsing beneath me. I scan the area, alert for any more targets, at least six more.

The Aether Core still shimmering in my eye, primed for the next strike. The air crackles with energy as I prepare to descend again, eager to continue ruining the plans of the faction that sent these monitors to Sylus and the Heroine. Each successful strike brings a surge of triumph, and I can feel the thrill of the hunt coursing through me. While in the sky I watch the Heroine exit the shopkeeper's workshop confused to find Sylus missing.

******A/N:  This chapter designed to be played and read side by side. At the end of Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 01 Ambiguous Chaos: Part 08: Hesitation when MC walks out of Shopkeeper's place through the end of Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 05: Nightmare Finale*****

"Sylus?" the Heroine asks, her voice tinged with uncertainty as I swoop closer to her, my keen eyes spotting one last rat that had almost slipped away. With a swift dive, I snag the creature in my talons, its glowing red eyes wide with fear. I ascend back to the street light that's been dilapidated for years, keeping a watchful gaze on the Heroine.

I see her scanning the area nervously, her body tense as she searches for threats. Suddenly, a little girl appears, tiptoeing toward her, and it's clear the Heroine remains blissfully unaware until the child is nearly right behind her, the atmosphere crackling with unspoken tension.

"Would you like to buy a flower, Miss?" The girl asks. I watch the Heroine, slightly startled, turn around and frown almost disappointed.

"No, thank you," she replies, her tone firm yet gentle, hoping to dismiss the moment with kindness.

"Would you like a gun, bullets, or a Protocore, then? I have them all," the little girl presses on, her determination unwavering as she clings to the hope of a sale, the contrast of her childlike enthusiasm against the dire world steeped in danger.

"...I don't need those either. " The Heroine says, after what looks like a moment of thought she kneels down to the girl to reach her eye level and taps her basket.

"You know where I can buy some intel, sweetie?" The Heroine asks her and the girl smiles.

"That's easy. Follow me." She answers, their footsteps echo across the empty street.

I tilt my head, deliberating for a moment about whether to follow them. What kind of intel could she be after? Sylus hadn't explicitly instructed me to keep an eye on her—just to deal with the rats—but knowing his feelings for her, I figure it's best to shadow her anyway. A slight pang of pain twinges in my chest but I ignore it.

Breathing heavily, I glance down and see a few bloodstained tufts of gray fur peeking from beneath my metal claws.

With a squeeze, I hear the crunch of twisted metal, a grim confirmation of my kill as well as the destruction of the monitoring equipment inside. I silently spread my wings to follow the Heroine and the little girl.

Glancing down I can see beneath the street light the seven or eight fat rats, all gutted. Mixed with their flesh and blood are more broken pieces metal from monitoring equipment that was inside them. A small sense of pride fills me as I continue onwards to follow them to a building I recognize. I land on the roof across the alleyway and transform into my human form. Grabbing the phone in my pocket I give Sylus a call and he answers on the first ring.

"She's entered Elysium. It also looks like she has company on the way." I say sighing as I watch a few men in black approach the entrance carrying guns. It looks like I didn't get all the rats in time or there was something else watching. I just hope they didn't see me transform into my human form. I was trying to still keep that a secret.

"Might be Sherman" I say and he doesn't say anything.

"Well I'll get a move on then," I say, hanging up the phone. I shift back into my crow form and dive down. I enter the open door and with my razor sharp wings I aim for the leader.

"...What is that?!" The man yells his attention to me. I glance to my left and see the Heroine roll and crawl out of the utility room. Sylus is behind her and yanks her collar but I don't have the time to pay attention. The men begin shooting a spray of bullets across the room. A moment later the people who had fired the shots are strangled by Sylus' Evol and slump to the ground, dead.

The leader of the group begins to panic and a cloud of energy particles gather around him and several Wanderers quickly materialize, rushing straight towards Sylus and the Heroine. I watch as Sylus grabs her wrist and holds her in his arms. He slides his finger over the trigger of her gun, aiming the weapon at the figure in the center of the room and I feel my heart clench again. It doesn't take long for them to defeat the first set of Wanderers and the room is a complete mess with broken objects and overturned tables and chairs strewn about.

Wanderers keep appearing one after another and I strike a few down myself but my small size makes it extremely difficult as I take on a flying Wanderer, Azure Silhouette. It's claws at one point scratching my back causing me to see black for a moment. I can hear a gun fired, and the lights go out.

I transform back into my human form but it's a struggle to complete the shift. I'm sprawled on the bloodied floor and I can hear the Wanderer screech before seeing the specks of energy dissipate above me. Sylus lifts me up by my side.

"Mephisto, do we need to have some Wanderer training for you?" He whispers and I laugh dryly as he leans me against the wall behind a couch.

"Go, I'll be fine." I say sternly pushing his hand away. He pauses for a moment meeting my eyes and it seems he's searching for something. He pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration before putting what appears to be a comms piece in my ear before disappearing and I can hear the Sylus speak.

"Let's make a deal." He says.

"Aren't you going to leave? I can't resonate with you." The Heroine says sounding defensive and Sylus laughs.

"If you'd like to attend the auction tomorrow, stand your ground for five minutes. And should you have the audacity to die on me—" I hear him say coldly before speaking a bit more gently.

"You will actually meet your end," his words reverberate within me, and I feel a strange sense of connection, as if Sylus' warning was meant for me all along. I wince, the warmth of the blood trickling down my back a stark reminder of my own mortality.

Dim neon lights seeps in through the cracks in the windows, illuminating the cold rain. The darkness is eerily still, freezing sound and light. I hold my breath before forcing my body to shift back into its crow form and making my way out the front door passing the few Wanderers in the center of the room.

I caw outside the window flapping my wings and I hear Sylus laugh disdainfully in the ear piece.

"Aim at Mephisto," He says speaking to the Heroine and I narrow my eyes.

"The crow. He's trying to help you." Sylus says and I turn around to face the Heroine glad Sylus is aware of my plan. But HE, who is he calling a HE? The Heroine aims her gun at my eyes and as she fires I redirect her bullets to the Wanderers on the floor. I can hear them dissipate one after another however, the last bullet I didn't catch in time and I can feel a sharp pain in my wing. The Heroine appears to be calling for Sylus but before I can caw to grab her attention, energy surrounds me transporting me back to the base where within another few minutes Sylus and the Heroine show up on his motorcycle. 

Sylus appears to be ignoring me so I decide to get the attention of the Heroine. Propping my body with one wing I open my beak cawing loudly at the Heroine. She picks me up, glancing me over and I feel a wave of anger, regret, and sadness wash over me.

"Did you break your wing? I guess you're not bulletproof..." She says.

"No shit" I respond back but she can only hear a caw sound instead of my words.

"Did I accidentally hit you?" She asks.

"Yes, you did! " I screech.

"Don't tell me you're upset." She says, annoyed.

"Of course I'm upset! I was already injured and decided to help you but you shot me!" I caw at her.

"You're saying it's my fault then?!" She yells back and I feel like I'm about to lose it.

"What kind of Heroine are you to have such a shitty aim?!" I wish for a moment she could understand me.

"What happened?" Sylus asks, approaching us holding a glass of wine. His eyes go over her face before landing on mine.

"Sylus... why did you refer to me as a male earlier" I coo. Knowing he only has an idea of what I say in my crow form.

"He's saying his wing is broken. He's disabled now." The Heroine says confidently and I hold myself from pecking her eyes out.

"You learned how to speak bird in just a few hours?" He asks the Heroine.

"I'm just explaining the situation on his behalf." She says and I have a feeling that he's not going to correct that I am indeed female. Sylus takes me out of the Heroine's hands and gently heals the scratches on my back first with his fingers.

"Okay, I'll admit I might have accidentally injured your pet. How should I compensate you?" The Heroine says and I'm baffled. Did she just say I was his pet?! Alright, Heroine or not, I'm going to kill her. I struggle in Sylus' hands for a moment.

"His name is Mephisto." He says correcting her.

"He gets very upset if you call him a pet." Sylus warns and I feel a sense of relief and stop my struggling. Sylus looks at my broken wing before glancing at the Heroine.

"Did something strange happen before they attacked?" He asks and I can see the Heroine is visibly upset.

"You should ask Mephisto what happened. You made him follow me around for observation." She says and Sylus looks at me and I look away knowing that technically wasn't what happened.

"True." He says and I look back at Sylus surprised. He's covering for me?

"... You're not going to deny it?" The Heroine asks, sounding as equally surprised as myself. Sylus purposefully leans forward, his eyes shining like rippling, cold liquid.

"Were you hoping I'd be flustered if you exposed me?" He says taunting the Heroine.

"We're in the N109 Zone, sweetie. Whether you're with me or by yourself, you can't escape my influence. Please don't be delusional." He says coldly and I look away. I really wish I wasn't in between them right now.

"... I'm not the only one who's delusional. Isn't a certain someone hoping I dislike him less so I can resonate with him?" She retorts and Sylus snorts. Sylus puts his attention back to me and fiddles with my broken wing using his Evol to heal the hole in my arm and fix a few other injuries. He takes a sip of his drink, then places the glass in the Heroine's hand. She tries to put it down somewhere when Sylus suddenly turns around, walking to the other side of the room calling her over.

"Hurry up," he says and she looks confused.

"Bring me more wine," He says, treating her like a servant.

"Am I a bar to you?" She asks incredulously.

"Compared to you, a bar is more obedient." He says, rolling his eyes. With me still in his hands, Sylus reaches the elevator in a few steps. He turns to see that the Heroine hasn't caught up to him, he beckons for her with his hand that's holding me.

"Get me wine and I'll give you more info. Meet me on the 6th floor." He says before the elevator doors close on her bewildered face. He looks down at me and I try to transform fully but I can only transform half way making myself look like a harpy.

"She shot in the same spot as mechanical parts reach my elbow so I can't bend my arm or wing." I say weakly and he holds me tightly when the elevator dings indicating we've reached the floor he wanted. He walks in still holding me princess style while my good arm or wing technically is over his shoulder.

"I can't keep switching forms right now." I say leaning my head in the crook of his neck and he sits on the black sofa.

"You can't keep getting hurt, Meph. I'm serious. I'm going to punish you the next time you get hurt." He says with a calm seriousness.

"Did you take care of Sherman?" I ask him, trying to change the subject. He lifts my chin with his fingers.

"Mephisto." He says and his right eye begins to glow. I try to turn my head but his grip prevents me from doing so. He tilts his head toward mine, nearly grazing his lips against my own.

"Are you interested in this? Well, you're welcome to visit my bedroom after dawn, kitten. If you dare." He says and my face feels like it's on fire.

"Kitten?" I ask, trying to ignore his implication.

"You act more like a cat than a bird," He says brushing his nose against mine.

"Always running away from me, just when I think I have you." He whispers and I hold my breath.

Ding.

The elevator rings indicating the Heroine has just arrived on our floor. I shift back into my crow form fully and Sylus looks disappointed. I close my eyes. What the hell is going on? Am I crazy here or does Sylus have a thing for me?

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A/N:

This chapter designed to be played and read side by side. 

Chapter based off of Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 01 Ambiguous Chaos: Part 08,  Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 01-06

Read/Played in order:

1. End of Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 01 Ambiguous Chaos: Part 08: Hesitation

2. Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 01: Alone

3. Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part0 2: Night Raid

4. Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 03: Battle

5. Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 04: The First Deal

6. Long-Awaited Revelry Chapter 02 Breakthrough: Part 05: Nightmare Finale

[diabolus1exmachina]

Lamborghini Urraco P300

Despite having been conceptualised as the model to dramatically increase sales and bring Lamborghini greater financial stability, the Urraco P250 proved a commercial flop. Production started in late 1972 following major equipment and floorspace investment. However, by late 1974, less than 500 had been delivered. The Urraco should have gone into production two years earlier than it eventually did. Lamborghini had originally conceived the model with a view to selling over 1000 examples every year.

The disappointing reality left Lamborghini deep in the red, but the Urraco was only partly responsible for a difficult few years.

Compounding the firm’s troubles had been delays for the Countach, a worldwide recession, problems at Lamborghini Trattori and unionised labour, all of which contrived to take their toll on the company founder. In 1972, Ferruccio Lamborghini had sold his tractor company along with 51% of his motor car business. He cashed out of the final 49% in 1974 when the world was in the midst of an energy crisis that slashed demand for gas guzzling machinery.

Throughout this tumultuous period, development work continued on the Urraco. It mainly focused on the Paolo Stanzani-designed V8 engine that had been created especially for the new model at considerable expense. In November 1974, an uprated Urraco P300 was launched at the Turin Motor Show. It immediately went into production alongside the Countach LP400, Espada Series 3 and Jarama S.

Most significantly, the Urraco P300 came with an enlarged three-litre engine. Equally importantly, the power unit now incorporated dual instead of single overhead camshafts.

To take capacity up to three-litres, Paolo Stanzani’s all-alloy 90° V8 was stroked from 53mm to 64.5mm. Bore went unchanged at 86mm for an overall displacement of 2997cc (an increase of 534cc). Compression was dropped from 10.5:1 to 10.0:1. Four new Weber 40 DCNF twin-choke downdraught carburettors were installed to replace the old 40 IDF 1s used previously.

The consequence of these improvements was a dramatic jump in output. Peak power was up 40bhp to 260bhp at an otherwise unchanged 7500rpm. The torque rating also rose considerably; 195lb-ft was now on tap at 3500rpm compared to 166lb-ft at 5750rpm for the P250.

As before, ignition was via two Marelli coils and a single Marelli distributor.

Lamborghini’s five-speed manual gearbox was beefed up to cope with the increased power and torque. Transmission was via a single dry-plate clutch and Lamborghini differential. New damper settings improved the ride, but otherwise little was changed to the existing platform The P300 was based on the same steel monocoque body shell as its predecessor. The engine was housed transversely like the Miura.

Suspension was independent all-round with MacPherson struts, coil springs and telescopic shocks. Anti-roll bars were fitted at either end The twin circuit brake system incorporated unchanged 278mm ventilated Girling discs. Campagnolo’s handsome five-bolt cast magnesium wheels were retained. They measured 7.5 x 14-inches and originally came shod with Michelin XWX tyres.

An 80-litre fuel tank was fitted in the engine bay.

Visually, the only change made to the P300 Urraco was a switch from a two-bank to six-bank radiator cooling vent on the front lid. The rest of Marcello Gandini’s soft wedge creation was unaltered.In a decade not exactly renowned for design longevity, the Urraco proved somewhat timeless. Compared to Bertone’s other mid-engined 2+2, the Ferrari Dino 308 GT4, the baby Lamborghini aged very well, even though it was ultimately outsold by the Maranello product by five to one.Build quality was considerably improved over earlier examples and nowhere was this more apparent than in the cockpit.Bertone had originally been responsible for furnishing the bodyshells, but by the time the P300 was on stream, this work had been taken in-house.

Lamborghini used better quality materials and ensured a higher standard of fit and finish.To this end, P300s were generally equipped with full leather interiors instead of the often garish two-tone leather and fabric combinations seen earlier.

The full width dash layout was still just as haphazard though. The rev counter and speedometer were located at either end of the instrument binnacle and angled in towards the driver. Supplementary gauges and various rocker switches were housed in between.

Lamborghini’s unusual deep dish steering wheel with its four arced horizontal spokes and leather rim was also retained. Like the P250 (which remained in production for a few months longer to use up an overstock of parts), the only update was the gradual shift to anodised black bumpers, wipers and window frames. A more conventional three-spoke steering wheel was also introduced towards the end of production.

[thornnii]

⎯ ✦ morganite & red jasper

genre: fluff wordcount: 1.0K pairing: Audrey Rose x fem!reader pronouns: she/her other: Y/N is daughter to the Queen of Hearts (mainly for the colour palette), takes place after D3, reader is described as wearing a lot of jewellery/accessories, reader wears gold jewellery, established relationship, they live together warnings: one swear word, implication of arguing with parents summary: there is a little surprise for Audrey and Y/N when they reveal their one year anniversary gifts to each other thorn's notes: originally posted 30/Sep/2022; edited from original. I am so sorry that it has taken me so long to actually start reposting, exams have had me in a chokehold recently.

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Y/N of Hearts is known all around - both on the Isle and on Auradon - for her fierce temper, and with her heritage it would be more concerning if she didn't have any sort of temper. It wasn't uncommon for her to blow up over the smallest of things, hell she'd even gone up against some of the teachers before and almost against the King himself. There was only one person in the entire world Y/N would never yell at, her girlfriend: Audrey Rose.

The day the barrier had come down and willing villains and VKs were able to pass through was the best day of Y/N's life, finally able to escape from her mother's wrath - something which was always stronger when battling against her own.

When Y/N and Audrey had first met they had both been standoff-ish towards the other but Y/N had quickly grown a soft spot for the preppy, pink princess. The way she never stood for Y/N's bullshit and would always tell her so. The way she was willing to patch Y/N up after a fight. The way she never grew upset or angry at Y/N for little things. The way she actually cared.

And thus a most unlikely friendship formed, a friendship that blossomed into a loving relationship.

Speaking of relationships, it was a week before Y/N and Audrey's one year anniversary and Audrey had brought Evie and Dizzy along with her to the mall to look for gift options and provide Audrey with second opinions. Audrey felt sure jewellery was a safe option; Y/N tended to wear a multitude of accessories at any one time, somehow always making it work without looking too much.

Walking into a jewellery store, Audrey broke away from the other two to look around at what the store had to offer. This store was different to any of the others the girls had been in so far today, almost all the jewellery displayed had some sort of crystal element incorporated into the design.

It was a collection of rings that caught Audrey's eye, specifically one towards the middle of the display case. All the rings were made up of a thin gold that wove itself delicately around different crystals. The one that Audrey had noticed was a crimson red stone labelled 'Red Jasper'.

Audrey called Evie and Dizzy over to where she stood - both of them agreeing the ring was the perfect present for Y/N. Next Audrey waved over a sales employee, asking about price and whether the ring could be wrapped to be bought as a gift.

Five minutes later the three girls were leaving the mall, Audrey carrying her purchase in a small paper bag.

Finally it was the day of Audrey and Y/N's anniversary. Y/N woke up first - deciding to leave her girlfriend in her peaceful slumber - and made her way to the kitchen of their shared apartment, preparing to treat Audrey to breakfast in bed. It wasn't fancy by any means, simply scrambled eggs and toast (cooking was not something that was really taught on The Isle).

Y/N plated two lots of the food, balancing the food and a glass of water on a tray and manoeuvred her way back to the bedroom. Audrey was awake now, the lack of warmth that typically radiated off her girlfriend stirring her from her dreamland. She sat at the vanity across from the bed, brushing out any tangles that had formed in her hair during the night.

Y/N pushed the door close with her foot and pressed a kiss to the crown of Audrey's head as she passed to put the breakfast tray down on the end of their queen-sized bed. Walking back over, Y/N pecked a kiss to the same place as previously before her love turned around on the plush, velvet pink ottoman. "Good morning." Audrey greeted, earning a peck on the lips in reply.

"Morning." Y/N returned the greeting with a soft smile. "Happy anniversary lovely, I'm looking forward to later." 'Later' meant the anniversary date the couple had been planning for a while now, both wanting everything to be perfect.

"Happy anniversary to you too gorgeous. I have something for you." Audrey turned back to face the vanity, reaching into one of the side drawers.

"And I for you." Y/N had moved towards the bedside table next to her side of the bed, pulling out a small black box. Y/N was back in position before Audrey; the box the ring she had bought was in had slipped to the back of the drawer, causing the girl to have to grope around a bit to try and find it.

When Audrey turned back around, Y/N was down on one knee, as if proposing, a small black box sat open in her palm to reveal a ring of gold that intricately wrapped around a soft pink gem. It looked almost the same as the one in the box Audrey held.

Rather than answering Y/N's 'proposal' in words, Audrey pulled out the ring box she'd hidden behind her back, popping it open to reveal the scarlet red stone encased in gold. Seeing the likeness of the rings, the two lovers laughed. They had bought rings from the same set without knowing it. Slipping each other's rings on, Audrey inspected her's closely. It wasn't rose quartz from what she could tell, but she wasn't sure what it was instead.

Noticing the puzzlement on her girlfriend's face, Y/N couldn't help but chuckle. Grabbing both of Audrey's hands she explained:

"The crystal is called Morganite. Supposedly it radiates the energy of love, peace and compassion," adding in a quieter tone, "at least that's what the store employee said." Returning to her normal volume, the girl continued, "It melts boundaries to make everything seem possible. I heard that and I thought it suited us, more importantly I thought it suited you."

Y/N's words brought a warm blush to Audrey's face as she buried it in her hands, while Y/N just looked on lovingly at her partner. There was no doubt in her mind that, come what may, she would stay by Audrey's side until the day she died.

[rpgsandbox]

5th-level Banish Rumour (Abjuration). Casting time: 1 Action. Components: Verbal, Material (A single public statement).

Dungeons & Dragons is in a bizarre place right now—it's on the verge of the totally-not-a-new-edition ruleset revamp and an in-development virtual tabletop project, riding high off the back of Baldur's Gate 3. But Wizards of the Coast (WotC) has also suffered from a massive round of layoffs, and the bruises of the catastrophic OGL fiasco a year ago are still smarting.   This has laid the groundwork for a swarm of rumours regarding a potential sale to Tencent—a massive conglomerate and holding company with its fingers in dozens of different pies including Remedy Entertainment, Paradox Interactive, FromSoftware, Epic Games and (most importantly to the matter at hand) Larian Studios. Said whispers began when the Chinese news outlet Speed Daily (as translated by Pan Daily) reported that WotC parent company Hasbro was "seeking to sell its well-known IP 'Dungeons & Dragons'", citing Hasbro's "financial crisis" as a reason for the speculation. That's despite D&D being a huge earner for Hasbro, achieving record years (as per a financial report last October) for the company. 

Shucking D&D as a property entirely would be like throwing a crate of diamonds overboard to stop your ship from sinking—not something you'd do unless you were definitely about to drown. Which isn't completely out of the question. That same report noted Hasbro's total revenue was down "13-15%", and repeatedly cites a difficult situation for toys across the board. Still, I'm not sure if things are dire enough for a spontaneous bout of violin-playing. That's been confirmed in a comment provided to Dicebreaker, where Wizards of the Coast writes the following: "We regularly talk to Tencent and enjoy multiple partnerships with them across a number of our IPs. We don’t make a habit of commenting on internet rumours, but to be clear: we are not looking to sell our D&D IP. We will keep talking to partners about how we bring the best digital experiences to our fans. We won't comment any further on speculation or rumours about potential [mergers and acquisitions] or licensing deals." So there you have it: D&D isn't being sold to anyone. What's more likely is that Tencent—which owns a 30% stake in Larian Studios—might be thinking about pouring money into another D&D game. That should surprise nobody, considering the meteoric success of Baldur's Gate 3. Another licensing deal isn't just 'not out of the question', it's a plain good idea. Under any other circumstances I'm not sure any of this would've made waves in forums and headlines. But the environment surrounding D&D at the moment is, understandably, one of fear. Hasbro's layoffs included several senior members of staff. Game designers, art directors, and Liz Schuch—the company's former Head of Publishing and Licensing, who was with Wizards of the Coast for 28 whole years.  There's a bordering-on-zero percent chance something like this would actually happen, but the background radiation of 'strange times' has a lot of TTRPG fans without a fuller scope of the situation willing to buy into speculative panic, and I can't say I necessarily blame them.

[usafphantom2]

Turkish Ministry of Defense receives letter of offer and acceptance for U.S. F-16 fighters

The US approved the sale of F-16 and modernization kits for $23 billion to Turkey in January 2024

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 03/02/2024 - 12:41 in Military

The U.S. Department of Defense has officially transmitted the "Letter of Offer and Acceptance" describing the terms for the acquisition of F-16 Block 70 fighters by Turkey to the Ministry of National Defense of Turkey.

The Turkish Ministry of Defense confirmed this in an official statement, stating: "In alignment with the requirements of our Air Forces Command, the 'Project Letters of Offer and Acceptance' sent by the U.S. regarding our request for the acquisition of 40 new F-16 Block-70, the modernization of the existing 79 F-16s and the supply of ammunition, materials and equipment were received by our Ministry."

Regarding the subsequent steps in the acquisition of F-16 Block 70 fighters by Turkey, the ministry stated that both the U.S. and Turkey will meet after the completion of the exams. Joint evaluations will take place, finalizing the agreement and starting the schedule. The prices, based on the list and the products, will be disclosed in the final phase of the agreement, which includes Turkey's proposal for production and modernization activities submitted to the US authorities.

On January 26, 2024, the U.S. Department of Defense issued a foreign military sales (FMS) notification for the sale of F-16 Block 70 aircraft to Turkey. The notification covered the sale of 40 F-16 Block 70 fighters, 79 F-16 Block 70 modernization kits and a variety of follow-up equipment, with a budget totaling approximately US$ 23 billion. Among the 40 F-16 Block 70, 32 will be configured as single-seater aircraft and 8 will be configured as two-seater aircraft.

In addition to the aircraft, the acquisition includes 48 F-110 engines, 149 AESA AN/APG-83 SABR radars, 168 integrated Viper electronic warfare suites, 858 LAU-129 guided missile launchers, 44 Vulcan M61 guns, 16 Sniper AN/AAQ-33 designator pods, 952 AMRAAM AIM-120C-8 air-to-air missiles, 96 AMRAAM orientation sections, 864 SDB GBU-39/B pumps, 96 AGM-88B HARM anti-radiation missiles and 96 Advanced Anti-Radiation (AARGM) AGM) AGM-88E. In addition, 401 air-to-air missiles AIM-9X Block II Sidewinder missiles and several other systems will be purchased.

Tags: Military AviationF-16 Block 70Lockheed MartinTAF - Turkish Air Force / Turkish Air Force

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[don-dake]

As part of the promotion leading up to the special 28 minutes long Bluey episode, The Sign,

a fake real estate listing for “everybody's favourite (quaint, animated) family home” was put up by the creators/producers of the series!

I'm late to the news as usual; this was put up for some time already apparently (since the end of the episode Ghostbasket), but it's still a really funny piece of news! 😹

I can't get over how humongous the Heelers' home is! 🙀 Check out the rest of the very humorous 😹 property description (and all the other bits — Bucky Dunstan!) below:

“Withdrawn from sale” Brisbane City QLD 4000 3 Beds | 4 Baths | 1 Parking | 800m² | House

“Everybody's favourite family home”

“A quaint, animated family home nestled in an undisclosed Brisbane location, that could be in Red Hill or The Gap (we'll never tell), with mid-century design aesthetics offset by whimsical touches. The quintessential Queenslander, radiating heritage charm, complete with upwards of 100 hidden small long dogs to be found.

Illustrated lovingly at the end of a cul-de-sac, this house sits atop a hill with views of Mount Coot-Tha. This 3 bedroom, 4 (ish) bathroom home boasts of work from home spaces, lovely period floorboards and mysterious hallways that don't logically seem to join spaces together but always feel cohesive and purposeful. Perfect for endless play and games with the family.

The kitchen is flush with a cozy colour palette whilst featuring silky oak worktops that are perfect for most culinary feats (duck cakes excluded) and revered by fancy french chefs. Bi-fold doors provide an open flow to the large back deck, creating an airy and idyllic setting for Birthday parties, BBQ's and Origin nights (QLD's gunna FLOG YA).

Watch the 28-minute Bluey special episode The Sign at 8am on Sunday April 14, on ABC Kids and ABC iview. This is an exciting opportunity for all families around the world to see if this beloved, iconic house becomes home to a lucky new family.”

All images: Ludo Studio

[faux-parenchyma]

Ooo I would love to hear more about your space AU, tell me more about Antoine if you’d like :D?

!!! Gladly !! It’s a long one so more under the cut! Antoine, as I described as an eldritch horror, initially lived on his moon along with a few others of his kind. The most notable, as we have come to decide, was Mynthos- but he is off doing his own thing out in space.

The moon is surrounded by raised platforms, similar to that of a Dyson sphere (though lacking the stellar radiation) that are used to hold up the Shit Towers, in which the select few of his kind live in.

I like to assume- with his nature- Antoine’s species has adapted to free floating in space, and he likes it there, because it’s less constricting than feeling the weight of gravity around him. Overall as a design, we have not particularly decided on what the species appears as underneath his shawl, but it is as the name states- eldritch horror.

He likely doesn’t get his shawl/cloak thing until after meeting etoiles! And in this case, Etoiles is human, and has been hunting down creatures on a personal quest for dark metal long before their illegal merchant business kicks off. The implications of their meeting are… odd? They don’t particularly discuss how that happened- perhaps etoiles hunting went a bit too far, yet he spared this creature because he saw something in him- or perhaps it was just etoiles finding him free-floating in La Fin du Monde. Regardless, they have maintained very close relations with each other , even upon the formation of their operations team with the thief Bebou >:)

Even with his illegal escapades, he maintains amicable relationships with other space-faring people. Aypierre, for example, (who in this case is ayrobot) has close ties to Antoine, despite not actively participating in illegal distribution or sale of dark metal. He, instead, collects his legally on the larger ship he works on, of which it’s used as reinforcing material and for “create” operations.

Finally, I think it’s worth noting that Antoine’s personal reason for illegal activity is ambiguous. He has ties to the Federation still, of which is its own race of perfect-seeking alien life, and he has worked with them in the past. Antoine, in general, is an old old creature, so perhaps he chooses to do what he pleases simply for the experience.

Also @mcytscienceside as my buddy who’s been throwing around ideas with meee :)

[fnvminorcharacterpoll]

FNV Minor Character Poll - Round 3-A, Day 4

Left: Keely, field researcher for the NCR Office of Science and Industry. —Angela Williams: "Keely's brilliant...an absolute genius. She plays at being mean, but it's all a front. When you've lived as long as she has, you get defensive around new people. Who wants to make a friend when you know you'll outlive them?"

Right: Mr. RADical, who died doing what he loved. —Old Lady Gibson: "I kept a glowing container from REPCONN around here for years serving no better purpose than a nightlight. Damn thing wouldn't sell. Then along comes the most peculiar-looking fellow, all decked out in a yellow radiation suit, of which he was proud all out of proportion. The man outright asked if I had anything radioactive for sale - imagine that! But he paid handsome for that jar of goop. Only saw him that once. He said something about heading over to Clark Field to put his suit through its paces. A strange one, he was..."

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[chickensoupleg]

Mm. Girls.

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At first it was just a light curiosity.

Heather had been lounging on the couch and scrolling through channels when Chrissy came home, a bag of yarn in her arms.

“Where’d you get that from?” Heather asked her with an amused smile at Chrissy’s clear excitement. She pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek as Chrissy flops beside her, barely bouncing the couch.

“I passed by a yard sale and there was this bin full of just- Yarn? And the lady said it used to be her late grandmother’s collection. She passed away, the poor woman, but nobody else in the family really knows how to crochet, which is what this is for,” Chrissy pulls out a maroon pouch, which she unzips to show Heather the neat row of hooks and needles, “And so they were just gonna sell it. And, well, I don’t know either but then I saw they were also selling some hats and scarves and this whole sweater that this grandma had made and then I thought about how cute it would be to make you one-” Chrissy continued to ramble on and on, Heather listening to her with a small smile on her lips. She would support her little craving, and even if Chrissy just couldn’t figure it out, Heather wouldn’t stop her from trying anyways.

Since then, Chrissy had been learning the craft of crochet. She had borrowed a book from the library and spent a good afternoon just learning the absolutely basics such as chaining the yarn and getting a few single crochet stitches into it.

Oh, the absolute light that radiated from her face when she showed Heather that first single strip was enough to melt her heart.

“It’s looking great, firefly.” Heather told her, Chrissy beaming even more and getting back into it.

It didn’t take long before Chrissy pumped out her first project, a simple red scarf. There was nothing particularly special about it, but by the way Chrissy had presented it to her on that October evening it was as if she was gifting Heather her heart.

In a way she was. Heather had accepted it, and refused to take it off the whole day, even though she never actually left the house. She even wore it in the bed, Chrissy cackling like mad when she threw the scarf’s end over her shoulder in bed, smacking her in the face.

It didn’t take long before Chrissy spent all of her free time just creating new items for her and her friends. She made scarves for everyone they knew, and even a few hats. She learnt new stitches, and by the time December hit, everyone had a matching set of hats, scarves, mittens, and even a single wool sweater crop top thing.

Chrissy made that last one as a jest, but Steve seemed fine with having zero stomach protection. Heather thinks he’s weird for that.

Heather was more impressed she managed to figure out how to make a sweater – partway as it was – in such a short amount of time.

“I have all the time in the world to try,” Chrissy told her as she carefully stacked her new supply of yarn in the box that she designated the yarn box. That was another thing with her new hobby, the new skeins of yarn that Chrissy would come home with. Yarn was pretty expensive, and yet Chrissy always managed to find them for much cheaper at thrift shops or yard sales.

Once she even came home with sweaters just to unravel them for their yarn. Heather helped of course, not wanting Chrissy to just be suffering on her own.

Heather did end up with a nice blanket as thanks for helping, so it wasn’t all that bad.

In February, their neighbour Robin had come with an idea for Chrissy. Maybe that was their downfall.

“You’re pretty good at this. Maybe you should start a shop?” She said. They were just hanging out, Robin wearing the neon red bucket hat Chrissy had made for her. The rim of it was decorated with small stars that Robin had clipped on herself, her fingers messing with one of them.

“Oh, but I’m not sure. I mean, there’s so many people who could do it better!”

“So? You’re great too, Cunningham! Besides, it would be nice side income.”

Heather snorted. “What, like what Harrington does?”

“Everyone likes his chocolate.”

“Steve stress bakes, Buckley. You just made him sell his stress for cold hard cash.”

“Hey, not my fault his kids stress him out to the point of chocolate-induced income. Steve’s agreed to it, it’s fine! Otherwise I will get diabetes, Heather. Diabetes! Do you want be to have totally avoidable diabetes?”

Heather snorted again, louder. Robin smacks her in the arm for that, and the only reason she doesn’t smack her back is because Chrissy did it for her.

“Hey, no hitting my girlfriend.”

“Wh- Oh but you can?!”

“Girlfriend protection rights.” Chrissy chirped, chest puffed out.

Heather was a bit proud of her for that one.

Robin rolled her eyes, continuing on. “Well, think about it. I can get you set up. Maybe Steve can sell some next to all his chocolate, as a test run?”

Chrissy had thought about it for a good 24 hours before she relented. She gave Robin a few extra hats she had made purely out of boredom, plus a few kid sized mittens that she churned out. It was just a test run, and if it failed it failed, no harm done.

Except it didn’t.

Robin had come back from the market with a pile of cash, slapping it eagerly in Chrissy’s surprised hand.

“I told you! People totally loved your stuff!” Robin burst out. “Sold every single one of them, so here’s your earnings! Promise, I didn’t try to steal any of it, this is all yours.” She patted Chrissy’s hand a few more times before running off like a headless chicken back to her house.

Heather had congratulated her for it, even though Chrissy was never physically there for the sales.

It still sparked a fire in Chrissy, as the next thing Heather knows, Chrissy is holding a box out full of items and dragging her to Steve’s car to head to the market.

It became a sort of passion project at that point, Chrissy always making whatever she could imagine. Extended past just clothing to household items, and even plushies when Chrissy got her little mitts on a book about crocheting toys.

Oh, the amount of toys Heather had come across in the house when Chrissy found out, it was insane.

Still, Chrissy was happy, and Heather was by her side, rubbing and massaging her hands.

“Oh, you’re an angel, Heather.” Chrissy breathes out a sigh of relief.

“I’m just massaging your hands. You gotta take breaks, you know. Buck won’t mind if you skip a week or two.”

“I know, but it’s just- I love crocheting, making things for people. I feel bad if I have nothing to at least look at.”

“I know, babe. But don’t break your hands doing it.”

“I won’t.”

“You better not, or else I’ll eat them so you can’t use them no more.”

“Noooo…” Chrissy devolves into giggles as Heather kisses her hands with a frantic love.

Chrissy loved her hobby, but she loved her girlfriend more.