#fm! missing children

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Colorado (For the First Time)

~Colorado (For the First Time) by Daniel Nunnelee~

Author's Note: I'm lowkey really proud of this idea ngl Summary: Y/N returns to Denver after her breakup with Nate Warnings: none? Word Count: 3,935 Nathan Mackinnon x fm!reader

She hasn’t returned to Colorado since she broke up with Nate a year ago. It was a difficult time on her part, to break up with him right before he had a six away games but it was the only time she was able to move everything from their shared apartment to her new place in Seattle.

She didn’t want to go back to her hometown in Nova Scotia since she’s been away from it for eight years now. She couldn’t stay in Colorado because everything reminded her of him. 

The street they lived on for eight years together, the coffee shop she would go to every morning and before every one of his games. The hike they would take together every weekend he was home. The friends she made were also his friends. 

The signs all over Denver that talked about the Avalanche and Nathan. He was having the best season of his career, which was difficult to say because it seemed as though every season he was getting better and better. 

She moved to Seattle because that’s where part of her has always wanted to live. She loved the ocean and the rain. It seemed as though it was the perfect place to live. Except, she missed everything about Denver. 

Nate and Y/N’s relationship was perfect. She was happy with him and he was more than happy with her. Except they had been together since they were seventeen years old. 

It’s silly to say but Y/N wanted to get married and have kids before she was thirty. She was twenty-seven and Nate kept telling her he wanted to wait until after his career was done to get married. Which was understandable but Nate could have a career that would last another decade. 

Selfishly, Y/N couldn’t wait another decade to get married and start a family, she wasn’t even sure she could have children by then. She spoke to Nate about her wants and desires out of the relationship but he wouldn’t listen. He thought that she would drop it and then they’d go along his plan. But eventually, Y/N got tired of waiting around and just being his girlfriend. 

If he wasn’t ready to settle down and start an official life as one, she needed to step away. He couldn’t say the words and she couldn’t stay with him anymore. Within a few days her entire life in Denver was behind her.

Except her friends. She missed her friends dearly. Melissa and Gabe have been begging her to come and visit. Alongside a few of the other wives and girlfriends. She wanted to go but she felt as though it would be going behind Nate’s back. She didn’t want to do that. But here she was with her suitcase waiting on her Uber to her AirBnb she was going to be staying in for a few weeks. 

It was March in Denver and it was fifty degrees. It was beautiful and not too cold. Her Uber stopped in front of her, she double checked it was her own before she climbed inside. The driver was making small talk about why she traveled to Denver.

“Are you a sports fan? You should go see the Avs play tomorrow night,” he explained as he glanced towards her at a red light. She forced a polite smile.

“Yeah, I was thinking about it, I do love the Avs,” she mumbled as she took a deep breath before glancing at her phone to see Melissa had texted her. 

“Nathan Mackinnon is supposed to continue the home point streak tonight, you have to go see it. He’s insane,” the driver explained.

Hearing his name, felt like a dagger in her chest. The driver had no idea but it was unbearable to hear about him.

~~~

He was lying on his apartment couch tossing a tennis ball into the air with a random movie on his TV screen. He had an optional practice today, and he decided that he needed a day of recovery. He spent the morning getting a few treatments done at the arena and he was ordered to lay down and do nothing. Which was weirdly harder than he thought.

Gabe left the arena at the same time as Nate and decided to invite himself over to Nate’s apartment. Nate was starting to feel like himself once the season went into full swing. Except he was still empty. His entire NHL career he had Y/N by his side, this was the first season he was without her. Except, he knows that she still watches every game. 

He knows she was at the game in Seattle in November. She posted something on her Instagram story about being in Climate Pledge Arena. He got three assists on the night. All he wanted to do was call her and see her before he left Seattle. 

He didn’t. He couldn’t. He was selfish and waited too long. Her mind was already set on not wanting to wait, he couldn’t change it. 

“I’m trying to decide if I should tell you this or not,” Gabe muttered as he liftedh is gaze from his phone. Nate caught the ball and threw it for his dog, Maggie, before he switched his gaze to Gabe. 

“Well now you have to tell me,” he let out with a huff of air as he sat up, leaning his head against the top of the couch. Gabe paused for a few moments as he dropped his gaze towards his phone again before he took in a long breath.

“Y/N in town for a few weeks,” he said, meeting Nate’s gaze. His eyes widened slightly as he became still. “Melissa has missed her a lot, she’s staying at a BnB near uh-here actually,” Gabe explained further. 

Nate dropped his gaze towards his lap at the ball, Maggie dropped in his lap. He took it and threw it down the hallway. “Have you seen her?” he asked, his voice breaking while he spoke.

“Yeah, she saw the kids and stayed for a few drinks,” he said as he leaned forward, resting his arms on his hands. “She’s good, I mean she loves her new job in Seattle. Her and Johanna are still close, she sees Burky all the time. She loves it there,” he explains. 

“That’s good, I’m-I’m happy for her,” Nate said hesistantly, forcing a tight lip smile while switching his gaze towards the movie. Gabe smiled half-heartedly as he lets out a dry chuckle. 

“That’s a load of bullshit, you wish she was miserable,” 

“That’s not true, I am happy that she is happy,”

“Oh come on, Nate, you know damn well you wish she was miserable like you are,” Gabe countered while throwing his hands to the side. 

“I am not miserable, look at the year I’m having,” Nate argued back as he shook his head. “If she’s happy, I’m happy,” he repeated with a forced smile before leaning back. Nate dropped his gaze towards his hand as he watched Maggie drop the ball in his lap again. Gabe clenched his jaw as he looked over Nate’s hesitant frame. “Did she ask about me?”

Gabe smirked as he chuckled, “She asked if you thought it would be weird if she went to the game tomorrow,” Gabe met Nate’s eyes and his mouth fell open and he shook his head.

“Not weird,” he mumbled as he kept eye contact with Gabe, “It wouldn’t be weird at all.”

“Okay, good because she’s coming tomorrow, hanging in the suite with us,”

“Even better,” Nate mumbled as he tossed the ball for Maggie. Gabe furrowed his eyebrows as he stared towards Nate suspiciously. 

“It doesn’t bother you one bit that the girl you’re probably supposed to be engaged to right now is staying at an AirBnB two streets over,” Gabe said as he paused the movie on the screen. Nate shrugged.

“What do you want me to say, Gabe?” Nate said as he clenched his jaw, “I had a ring ready but I made her wait too long and she left. What do you want me to do?” ~~~

Every morning, she’d go to the coffee shop on the same street her old apartment was on. She wanted to avoid Nate but it was inevitable that she was going to see him after the game tonight. Which Gabe convinced her to go to. 

She walked up to the counter and Jeremiah was standing behind it with a wide grin, “Oh my god, Y/N! It's been so long! How have you been?” he said excitedly as he pulled out the large plastic cup and began writing the details of her usual drink on the cup. She returned the kind smile as she handed him her card.

“I’ve been good, I live in Seattle now,” she replied as she added fifteen dollars as a tip to her drink. His eyes widened as he smiled. There was no one waiting behind them so he pried some more information out of her.

“What happened to Nate?” he asked in a hushed voice, leaning closer to her. She let out a dry chuckle.

“We broke up, but I’m back in Denver visiting a few friends and my favorite places,” she offered as she met Jeremiah’s gaze. His eyes widened as his mouth fell open.

“You’re kidding!? You guys were soulmates, I’m sure,” he let out as he was handed back her coffee order. She took a hold of it, sipping it. Seattle had some amazing coffee but nothing was like her coffee shop directly across from her apartment. She’d spend many hours in the coffee shop working on her writing. 

“Even soulmates don’t end up together sometimes,” she offered him a sad smile before she took a deep breath, “Seattle has nothing on your lattes Jeremiah,” she mumbled.

“You know, he still comes in before every home game. Tips fifteen dollars like you, but never smiles. He stopped smiling just around the time you stopped coming in. I knew it had to do with you,” he explained. She pressed her lips together as she tilted her head to the side. 

“He only gets a two dollar coffee,” she let out with a dry chuckle. She glanced towards her watch. It was three hours before puck drop, Nate would be stopping by to get his coffee any minute. Jeremiah glanced towards his watch before glancing towards the door. “Well, I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow Jeremiah,” she mumbled as she began walking out of the coffee shop.

She shoved the door open and turned left to walk back towards the AirBnB. She glanced towards her watch before she lifted her gaze to see Nate standing dead in his tracks. She stopped walking as she met his gaze. His blue eyes were bright, even from a distance.

His nose was more crooked than before, she remembered the game he face planted against the panthers that messed up his jaw and his nose. He was wearing a navy suit, one of his many suits that pratically look identical. But if you’d ask him, he’d say they were a slightly different shade of blue.

He took a few steps towards her as he dropped his gaze towards the concrete. He admired the black leather pants she was wearing with her grey sweater with the words Avalanche written across it. Her lips curled upward once she met his gaze, it was almost a reflex. It was so natural.

He was only a foot away from her, maintaining eye contact with her as he had so many words on his tongue. Marry me? I love you. I need you. I haven’t been the same without you.

She kept staring at his nose, it was already crooked but it was much worse than before. “Your nose,” she let out, reaching her hand towards him, but she quickly dropped her hand to her side. His eyebrows raised as a smile formed to his lips. A real smile. 

“Is it that bad?” he asked, scrunching his nose slightly when he asked. “Didn’t think it looked that bad,” he mumbled, raising his hand up touching it.

“Does it hurt?” she asked, concern still written all over her features. He shook his head as he scanned her features. “Can you even breathe with that, Nathan?” she asked, a small smile forming on her lips. His cheeks flushed red at the sound of his name falling from her lips. She rarely called him Nathan, or Nate for that matter, so when she did say his name it felt extra special. She also only called him that when she was being serious or flirtatious. 

“I can breathe fine, my-” he cleared his throat, “I use a breathing strip sometimes, but I’m fine. No nose job needed, unless you think it’s too crooked now,” he muttered, rubbing his thumb across the bridge of his nose. 

“Not too crooked, it fits you,” she mumbled as she scanned his features. He chuckled nervously as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

Seeing him felt like the first breath of air after being underwater for too long.

“How’s Seattle?” he choked out. Her smile faltered slightly as she took a deep breath.

“It’s great, but I do miss home,” she said as she tilted her head to the side, meeting his light blue desperate gaze. 

His breath caught in his throat as he glanced towards the coffee shop behind her. He clenched his jaw as he dropped his head. “What if you stopped by after the game? Maggie would love to see you,” he offered, meeting her gaze. 

She wished she would’ve contemplated a little longer but the words, “Yeah, of course, I’ve missed her a lot,” came out of her mouth before she could come up with an excuse. In all honesty she probably didn’t have any excuse. He smiled widely.

“Okay, I’ve got to go before I’m-”

“Off schedule, I know, I’ll see you later,” she muttered as he kept eye contact with her for a few seconds before he walked past her towards the coffee shop. Her heart fluttered like it did every day for a better half of a decade. She missed the feeling in her chest when was around.

He was her soulmate and she knew that but she was so tired of waiting around. She needed to step away. But here he was, the same person she fell in love with. Was it all worth it?

~~~

She was sitting in the suite beside Gabe as he was holding his son in his lap. The first period was underway and it was a lot of back and forth. Gabe bumped into her shoulder, “Are you okay?” he asked. She nodded as she watched Nate skate towards the penalty box. She lifted her gaze towards the jumbotron to see the penalty. She rolled her eyes as she turned her gaze to look at Gabe. “You’re like extra quiet,” 

“Don’t have anything to talk about,” she countered, fighting the smile forming on her lips.

“Uh-huh, you’re smiling,” he muttered.

“I’m a smiley person,” she countered as she looked back towards the ice. She watched the penalty kill work.

“You haven’t been smiley in a while,” he observed as he looked back towards the ice watching twenty-nine skate back onto the ice. He smirked, “Did a certain someone help with that?” he teased.

“I saw him earlier when I stopped at my old coffee shop,” she muttered. 

Gabe started laughing excitedly, “I knew it!”

The game ended in a disappointing shootout loss and the loss of his home game point streak. She waited outside of the locker room like she had done for their entire relationship. He walked out first, wanting to avoid the media frenzy. He smiled widely as he walked towards her. Making sure to keep his hands to himself.

“I’m sorry about the point streak,” she let out as she tilted her head to the side. He shrugged his shoulders.

“Stupid technicality, nothing to worry about,” he mumbled still with a wide smile. “Come on, Maggie is dying to see you,” he said as he guided her towards his car through the parking garage. 

“You got out pretty fast,” she observed as she glanced towards the locker room to see a few of the other guys leaving. He nodded as he ran his hand across his chin. 

“Was avoiding the questions about the home point streak. Honestly, kinda glad it’s off my plate,” he expressed. 

“I’m sure it was a lot of pressure,” she mumbled as he stopped in front of his car to open the passenger door for her. Like he used to do every time they would drive together. She smiled towards him as she climbed into his car. It smelled the same of black ice car scent he’s had since he first ever bought a car.

He jogged to the other side of the car and quickly collapsed in the driver seat. “It’s nothing I can’t handle,” he let out as he met her gaze, he gave her an over the top wink before he turned the car on. “Mikko totally put it in the net though,” he mumbled as he started backing out of his parking spot. She chuckled.

“Gabe thought so too,” she mumbled as she tilted her head to the side as she looked out of the window as they pulled out onto the streets of Denver. 

“When do you go back to Seattle?” he asked as he tilted his head to the side to meet her gaze at the red light. She clenched her jaw as she scanned his features, the cut on his lip got worse after this game. 

“In two weeks,” she mumbled barely above a whisper. He nodded as he began driving back towards his apartment.

They remained in comfortable yet awkward silence. There were so many words she wanted to say to him, and he had so many words to say to her. After twenty minutes they walked up towards her old apartment. It was like deja vu as he pushed the door open and Maggie ran towards the door. She began to squeal and jump up on Y/N.

She laughed excitedly as she leaned down and let Maggie jump all over her. She got teary eyed as guilt consumed her. “I know, Maggie girl,” she mumbled as she glanced towards Nate who was smiling widely. 

After a few minutes, Maggie calmed down and wandered away from the pair. She turned her gaze towards Nate. His eyebrows furrowed harshly as he reached his hand over to her and rested it onto her cheek. It was a reflex, “Hey, hey, hey,” he mumbled as he scanned her features. “What’s wrong?” he asked as he ran his thumb across her cheek. She shook her head as she pulled away from him.

“This was a mistake, I’m sorry, Nate. I should go-” she let out as she began walking towards the door. He shook his head as he reached his hand towards her again resting his hand on her waist. She squinted her eyes hard as tears fell onto her cheek.

“Don’t leave,” he mumbled as he pulled her towards him, she didn’t pull away as she rested her hand onto his chest. “Don’t leave,” he let out again as he looked deeply into her eyes. She had a small smile on her lips as she continued reading his light blue eyes. “Don’t leave,” he let out again, barely audible, before he leaned towards her and kissed her urgently. She gripped his suit jacket tightly as she returned the kiss. 

He pulled away as he took a deep breath, breathing in her vanilla perfume. “How’d I manage to not kiss those lips for a year,” he mumbled before he pressed his lips against hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she pressed her body against his. She needed to be close to him, and nothing seemed to be close enough. 

She tugged his suit jacket from his body as she stumbled backwards towards the hallway that leads towards their, his, bedroom. “Wait,” he mumbled as he pulled away. She leaned towards him and kissed him again. He chuckled as he pulled away again, “I need to ask you-” he trailed off as he clenched his jaw, still panting hard as he kept his hands on her waist.

He swallowed hard before he took a sharp breath, “Did I do something to make you end things? I know I waited too long, I know I fucked up with that. I shouldn’t have-I just need to know if that’s actually the reason,” he muttered as he brushed a few pieces of hair away from her face. 

She scanned his features, “You didn’t do anything,” she mumbled. He clenched his jaw as he nodded. He licked his lips before he pulled away from her, “Nate,” she muttered.

“Wait there,” he mumbled as he walked towards his bedroom. He clenched his jaw as he dug through his drawer next to his bed and pulled out the ring box. He walked confidently towards where she was waiting in the living room, still teary eyed. He opened the ring box and showed the ring inside the box. 

Her eyes widened as she gasped, “Nathan,” she mumbled. 

“I had the ring for months, I just thought that when I asked it didn’t matter. I didn’t realize how much it actually mattered to you and-and I should’ve realized it. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he explained, waving the box dramatically in his hands. “I wanted to ask you, of course I wanted to ask you,” he let out as he took another step towards her. 

She met his gaze as she took short small breaths. “Nate,”

“Still do,” he let out as he scanned her features. She fought the small smile on her lips as tears filled her eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t make you feel like I wanted to. I’ve spent every day since you left regretting I didn’t get the chance to ask,” he muttered. 

“Ask me,” she let out, her voice breaking. His eyes widened.

“What?” he asked barely above a whisper.

“Ask me,” she let out as she nodded her head. He smiled as he kneeled down onto one knee without an ounce of hesitation.

“Will you marry me?” he asked. 

“Of course, Nate, oh my god,” she muttered as he stood up from his kneeling position as she jumped into his arms and kissed him urgently. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he guided her towards their bedroom. She pulled away, resting her forehead against his, “It wasn’t just the ring, Nate,” she mumbled before she kissed him again, “I was worried you were bored with me that’s why you didn’t want to ask,” she let out as she ran her fingers through the short ends of his hair. 

He shook his head slightly, “I love you, okay? I’m sorry I didn’t show it. But I’m going to do better, alright?” he reassured as he shoved open the door as he guided her towards the bed they once shared. She nodded as she hummed.

“I’ll do better too, I love you so much,” she mumbled as she pressed her lips hard against his as he slowly laid her down onto her back. He pulled away as he admired her features.

“Let me remind you how much I love you,” he whispered as he started to kiss her neck slowly.

[cogentranting]

Ranking Animated Horse Designs Take 3

This time I really am back by popular demand because the other two posts have been getting a steady trickle of notes for over a year now.

(If you're looking for stuff like Disney and Dreamworks there are two other posts. Here we've got mostly random cartoons and also the Pokemon horses)

Starlite (Rainbow Brite) 6/10 Little weird that he seems to be drawn in a style that's like 3x more realistic than any other character in this show but hey sometimes you just ascend to a higher plane of existence. (2014 Reboot Starlite gets a 3/10. I do not trust him.)

Skydancer (Rainbow Brite) 7/10 I bumped Starlite down a point because he wants what Skydancer has. Skydancer doesn't need rainbows to fly. Skydancer has a lightning bolt. Skydancer has the Drama. (The one wiki page said he's a Shire or a Clydesdale and um I don't think so. Maybe a Friesian.)

On-yx (Rainbow Brite) This is a rocket powered balloon animal. 2/10

Sunriser (Rainbow Brite) 5/10 Eh. I like her hair though.

Swift Wind (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power/ She-Ra Princess of Power)

Right (older version) 8/10 I don't understand the wing physics going on here. Also not sure if the horn is part of the mask or just attached to the mask. Diggin the bib though. Also love that he's a ginger.

Left (new version) 4/10 If the older version wasn't there this would score higher because just as a character design I don't think it's bad but if these are supposed to be the same character he seems so cutesy and I do not vibe with it. I don't know either show. So maybe that works. But it feels wrong.

Amalthea (The Last Unicorn) 9/10 They gave the unicorn the split deer hooves, and the lions tail and that is automatic points from me. Bummed they didn't go all out and give us the goat's beard. Rude. Any distance shot, I love. Close-ups of the face creep me out with the giant doll eyes and tiny nose.

(Pokemon and more below)

Honey Pie Pony (Strawberry Shortcake) 8/10 Adorable. Fantastically chunky design. The others from this... show? book? brand? are like 6s or 5s depending. But Honey Pie has the It factor. (The It Factor here apparently being that recurring pattern of only the main character's horse being able to talk?? This is the third. Swift Wind, Starlite and Honey Pie have dark secrets about how they come by this knowledge).

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic "ponies" Just as characters they're cute in a "trying so hard to be cute that they almost miss the mark entirely" way. But this is about how they are as HORSE designs. And these are magical gremlins not horses. 1/10 (WHAT is happening on the far right of this set. I do not approve. Zebra is fine though).

My Little Pony: A New Generation Like if the MLP: FM ponies and the Trolls characters somehow had children. Somehow the main character of Bee Movie was also involved. The one on the left makes TikTok thirst traps. -2/10

My Little Pony Tales 3/10 I can almost tell they're meant to be horses. Plus that one has a tattoo of a comb. So. Full extra point for the comb tattoo.

Bratz Horses I can't tell if there's an official video game or cartoon design for these but in ANY given version I found the conclusion is the same: if you look into the gigantic distended eye you will be put under the horse's curse. 1/10

Boxer (Animal Farm) 4/10 All horses are equal but some are more equal than others, but Boxer is not one of them because his mouth is not okay.

Marvin (Marvin the Tap Dancing Horse) 5/10 I mean. Dude's got spats. Come on.

Ponyta (Pokemon) 3/5 The armpit and middle thigh flames were a choice.

Rapidash (Pokemon) 8/10 Look at his face. The angst. He has seen things.

Mudsdale (Pokemon) 8/10 The classic mohawk, dreadlocks and legwarmers trifecta. Love it. Would love to hug him.

Galarian Ponyta 3/10 It's giving sheep, and it's giving dog. Very little horse.

Galarian Rapidash (Pokemon) 4/10 He's angry because his hair is too long and he can't walk and also he has not eaten enough somebody feed this horse.

Origin Palkia (Pokemon) 6/10 A built-in hoola-hoop AND thigh high Boots?! what fashion.

Keldeo (Pokemon) 1/10 Clown goat.

Spectrier (Pokemon) 10/10 Beautiful goth girl horse floating around like a Victorian ghost who's too modest to show her ankles.

Mudbray (Pokemon) 5/10 He has passed through the depths of existential dread and returned world-weary but unshakeable and with a snazzy bowl cut.

Glastrier (Pokemon)

20/10 ICE HORSE ICE HORSE ICE HORSE. I love him so much. He's punk rock

The Fat Horse (Looney Tunes) 10/10 Queen.

[fromtheseventhhell]

I'm not sure how to get it into people's heads that Arya is a female character. She's not a boy, not nonbinary, trans, agender, or genderless. I don't intend this in a way to be negative or wanky, but her girlhood is imbedded within her character. The problem isn't that Arya stans are missing the point by overemphasizing her femininity and wanting her to be a barefoot tradwife baby making machine, but that we're stating it exists when the majority of fandom and the show itself have gone out of the way to minimize the relevancy of her gender. I'm fully convinced there are a lot of people who think Arya would be the exact same character had GRRM created her as a male character named Arry instead, perhaps they'd do a better job at acknowledging her importance.

What's most ironic to me is how these same fans will gush and coo over the sisters being more alike than we think, but only if it involves giving Arya's characteristics to Sansa. Well acktually, Sansa likes to ride horses just as much as Arya does! They're so alike uwu! But dare acknowledge that Arya has traits and aspects commonly associated to Sansa then not only does that get accusations of wanting Arya to become Sansa, but that it's solely about showing Sansa up and wanting her to grovel in Arya's shadow and superiority 🙄 Hypocrisy and projection showing itself.

Somewhat of an aside, but I recently saw a post on reddit complaining about the fact that all four of Daemon's children survived the Dance specifically focused on the fact that both Rhaena and Baela lived. According to the OP, one of them should've died and their post-war roles in the story should've been given to only one of them. Which at its core is really the main conflict between Sansa and Arya stans, no matter how much the Stansas want to cover their ears and play dumb. It's not about Arya stans projecting their sibling squabbles onto the two of them but simply the fact that it's not possible for two characters to fulfill the same role in the story, specifically when it involves two female characters. The existence of two Stark sisters is an inconvenience for the people who want the story to revolve around Sansa.

I have to believe there's some bubbles that they don't want to admit will burst if TWOW will ever be released and that's why they cling to the idea that Arya stans are the delusional ones. They have to believe that the parts of Sansa's seasons 5-8 storyline they like came from GRRM instead of D&D or else their Jonsa and QITN fantasies will fall apart. I have no idea how someone can watch the scene where Sansa tells Arya she couldn't survive what she had while Arya can only sputter out that she was training and believe 1) it makes sense for their book characters and 2) D&D didn't blatantly favor Sansa and Sophie over Arya and Maisie.

This ask came literally seconds after I drafted a post talking about this exact topic and it's so wild to me that we were both up thinking about Arya + her girlhood and wanting to discuss it 🥹

As for this ask, you really hit the nail on the head. Arya's gender is an essential aspect of her journey but fandom ignores that because they've decided that there's only one "right" way to exist as a female character. Arya's self-esteem issues stem from her being a non-conforming Lady in a misogynistic society, she has to disguise herself as a boy in part because of the threat of sexual violence, in Harrenhal she is assigned gender-specific tasks/labor, political matches are made without her knowledge/consent, she is threatened with sexual violence multiple times, and even her role within the FM is influenced by her gender. Her being non-conforming doesn't mean she's the complete antithesis of everything feminine. The obsession with propping up Sansa has ruined people's ability to perceive complex female characters, ironically including Sansa herself. They genuinely would've respected Arya more if she had died passively rather than fight for her life and you can't tell me that isn't misogyny.

That Reddit post is a great example of how people genuinely can't (or refuse to) comprehend the idea of two female characters occupying the same space. Cause you're right, that is the root of the issue. I think the only reason they bother with the fake "Stark sisters uwu" crap is because they've backed themselves into a faux-feminist corner and they don't want to look hypocritical for disliking Arya. So instead, they pretend to care all while rewriting her to serve as Sansa's prop. This is also why so many Queen!Sansa truthers are also anti-Dany + think that Sansa becoming Queen depends on Dany's downfall. They desperately cling to the show as canon, when D&D have openly admitted they changed the story because they favored Sansa/Sophie. They're fine with how show!Arya is written because to them, that's exactly how she should be; a subservient lapdog for Sansa. TWOW is definitely going to ruin that illusion, and one of the reasons I'm optimistic about it being released is getting to see fandom's reaction.

[iseos]

: LOST AND FOUND

wc. 544 archive. pairing. park sunghoon x fm!r synopsis. a reunion and a second chance genre. fluff now playing. picking berries by lolo zouaï

part one. echos

  WEEKS TURNED INTO MONTHS, AND THE PAIN of y/n and sunghoon's breakup continued to gnaw at their hearts.

  each day felt like a relentless battle against memories that refused to fade. both were haunted by the echos of their lost love, seeing remnants of each other in everything.

  however, as time passed, the ache began to change. it transformed into a dull throb, and the memories that once brought tears now brought a bittersweet smile.

  y/n and sunghoon had started to heal, slowly but surely, in their separate lives.

  one warm evening, the town held its annual summer fair. a vibrant celebration that filled the air with the scent of cotton candy and the cheerful laughter of children. y/n decided to attend, hoping that the lively atmosphere might lift her spirits.

  as she strolled through the fairgrounds, her eyes met a stranger's. for a fleeting moment, she thought she saw sunghoon's face in the crowd. her heart skipped a beat, but as she blinked away the illusion, she realized it wasn't him.

  sunghoon, too, had decided to visit the fair, urged by a friend who knew he needed a change of scenery. he meandered through the bustling crowd, feeling strangely disconnected from the world around him. it was as though he were a spectator, watching life unfold without truly participating.

  and then, as he turned a corner, he saw her. y/n, standing in the soft glow of fairy lights, her laughter filling the night air. when their eyes met, they both froze.

  his heart swelled with a mixture of joy and longing. it was her, unmistakably her, and yet she seemed different; as though she had found a piece of herself that had been missing.

  y/n and sunghoon approached each other tentatively, their hearts racing. the memories of their love and the pain of their breakup hung in the air between them. but as they looked into each other's eyes, they saw something new—resilience, growth, and the undeniable spark of shared history.

  sunghoon’s voice was trembling with emotion as he spoke, “hi.”

  "hi," y/n replied, her voice soft and filled with warmth.

  they began to talk, sharing stories of their separate journeys towards healing. they confessed to seeing each other in strangers, to the lingering ache that has haunted them. as they spoke, they realized that they had both changed; that their love had shaped them in profound ways.

  the fair continued to whirl around them, but the two were still lost in conversation; it felt as though time had stopped just for them. they talked about the pain they had endured and the strength that they found within themselves.

  and then, in that moment, under the starry night sky, y/n and sunghoon found their way back to each other. they embraced, their hearts beating in unison once more. it was a reunion filled with tears and laughter, a testament to the enduring power of love.

  as they walked hand in hand through the fair, the world seemed to come alive with color and possibility. the painful memories of their breakup still lingered, but they were no longer the focal point. instead, it was the promise of a new beginning that shone brightly in their hearts.

“i could never do wrong to you can’t spend my twenties with somebody i don’t see until the end”

© iseos

[bwabbitv3s]

Good Godfather Vlad AU - Part 3

Link to Part 1 , Part 2

@kaitouhime @krzys2000 @moobloomrights @spooky-fm

Brunch

The brunch meeting ended up being a huge scene, but not overly embarrassing. A table is knocked over when Jack and Maddie rush over to Vlad. Luckily it did not have anyone eating at it yet. The children trailing behind them stopped to right the table. Vlad is unfortunately too slow to offer the fudge before Jack sweeps him up into a crushing bear hug.

“We have been terrible friends. How could you ever forgive us!” Jack cries as he lifts Vlad off his feet in a hug.

“We should have questioned why you never responded after all these years.” Maddie says hovering beside them.

“Dad, put him down!” Jasmine shouts. 

“Yeah, I don’t think he can breathe with you crushing him like that.” Danny adds in. 

If he did not have to breath all the time this would be very uncomfortable. Jack pulls him into an impossibly closer hug before gently putting him back on the ground and releasing him. A glare from Maddie at the gawking people has them hastily avert their gaze. His clothes are now rumpled a little from the bear hug. Vlad straightens a little before stepping closer to the pair. 

“It is not all your burden to bear. Despite how close we had been, I never reached out either after the accident.” Vlad says a little apprehensive. 

His hands nervously clutch at the box of fudge as he makes eye contact with Jack and Maddie. This was the hardest thing he had done in a very long time. He was still coming to terms and processing everything that had happened. In just a few short days he had a fundamental part of his past cast into new light. His lack of responsibility in trying to maintain his part of their friendship was a new glaring issue he had ignored for far too long.

 Maddie’s eyes crinkle as she sweeps forwards with arms outstretched. Unlike Jack she waits for the moment for him to step closer.   

“I can’t express how much I regret not tracking you down the first day out of the hospital.” Vlad chokes out as Maddie pulls him into a hug. 

“I told myself so many things about why you might not want to see us anymore.” her voice catches a bit as she speaks.   

“We never were very good about confrontation when it was about emotions. Always ready to jump into a discussion about science and engineering and tear into that” Jack added. 

“It might take some time and it won’t be the same but I would like to be in your lives again.” Vlad says.

“You are always welcome.” Maddie says softly.

“You are practically family!” Jack happily shouts. 

The tension drops a little as Vlad really sees his friends ready to welcome him back into their life. Without the haze of hate from before clouding his judgment. He sees the laughter lines in Maddie’s face and the gray in Jack's hair. They are not college students working towards getting a doctorate. Life has gone on and his friends have changed just like he has. 

“Now I hope this does not spoil the meal, but I have something for you.” Vlad says, offering up the fudge box. 

“Oh, is that what I think it is?” Jack crows in delight. 

He bounds forwards and takes the box from Vlad. Maddie lets out a fond smile and begins to usher the group back to their table. 

“I had some help but I believe this is a very nice fudge.” Vlad says with a wink at Danny.

“Ohh! I have heard of Miss Martha’s Marviolours Fudge.” Jack excitedly says. 

Vlad starts to walk to the table the family had been seated at. There is already an extra setting at the table. His step falters for a moment before he catches a supportive look from Jasmine. She gestures with her hands forming a cube shape. Danny gives her a confused look as he pulls his father along. Stealing a breath he keeps walking to the place set for him. 

“It has been a long time but I hope you still enjoy them.” Vlad says. Pulling the rubix cube out.   

“Vlad I can’t believe you remembered that!” Maddie exclaims in delight. 

She takes the cube and immediately begins to twist and turn it to solve the cube in a matter of moments. Then resets it and begins to form a classic trick pattern. 

“Whoa. How do you do that so fast, I thought they were supposed to be hard to solve?” Danny asks his mother. 

The rest of the brunch manages to pass with little fanfare after that. Maddie shows her son how to solve it and explains the mechanics behind it. Jack scrawls on a napkin the attributes of the fudge and hashes out the new top ten. Laughter and joy is had as ten years worth of catching up happens over the course of the meal. They manage to only break one glass. It might just be the nicest morning Vlad has had in years.

Now with a Part 4.

[exposedfm]

EXPOSEDFM'S END OF SUMMER BASH

It's hard to believe another summer has come and gone already. Let your celebrities soak up the last remaining bits of summer with our End of Summer Bash! From August 11th-15th your celebrities will be staying in luxurious condos that are waterfront to a private beach in Malibu, California.

August 11th: Get settled into your rooms and explore the area a bit before the beach bonfire kicks off at 9pm. Ingredients for s'mores will be provided, as well as snacks and drinks (both alcoholic and non-alcoholic) at the outdoor bar.

August: 12th: Enjoy a free day to yourself. Take advantage of some of the available beach activities such as surfing, jet skiing, snorkeling, kayaking, paddleboarding, etc.

August 13th: Exposed FM presents the End of Summer Bash: Concert Series. Enjoy an afternoon of music by all of your favorite performers. Your celebrities are absolutely welcome to sign up as a performer for this event, if that's something you're interested in. Each set will be approximately 5-7 songs long and on the day of the event, we ask that you post their setlist.

August 14th: Y2K Flashback Bash. Re-live the nostalgia of the early 2000s by dressing up in your favorite vintage looks. We're talking butterfly clips, "bling", low rise jeans, or whatever else comes to your mind when you think Y2K. Feel free to post your outfits using the tag #exposedfmwardrobe and the gossip blog will repost it as a part of their fashion column. A community center nearby has been rented out for the evening for this event. There will be a DJ playing all of your favorite nostalgic hits and even a karaoke machine if you wanted to put on a little performance. A special menu of Y2K inspired drinks and snacks will be available at the bar as well.

August 15th: This is your last chance to do any activities you may have missed out on earlier. You can leave first thing in the morning if you're eager to get back home, or you can choose to hang out for a while and enjoy the beach for a little bit longer. All guests must be gone by 7pm so a cleaning crew can come in.

Here's a few more details for you guys:

Each condo has four bedrooms ( all with Queen sized beds ), three bathrooms, and a fully stocked fridge with any necessities you may need.

There will be four people assigned to each condo, so everyone has the option of having a room to themselves or sharing with one of their roommates. Roommates will be chosen at random, so there is a chance that couples may not be roomed together. This is just to ensure everyone is branching out a little bit more with their interactions. The roommates list will be posted a couple days before the start of the event, so everyone can have some time to chat and plot with each other before everything kicks off.

Children are allowed on this trip and there will be plenty of family-friendly activities for them to participate in.

Your celebrities are not limited to staying on the private beach or their condo. Feel free to have them explore other nearby places in Malibu whether it's shops, restaurants, or excursions.

We hope this event is so much fun for everyone and we can't wait to kick it off! If there are any questions, please don't hesitate to ask!

[vestaclinicpod]

Audio Drama Sunday - 24th September ✨

Happy Audio Drama Sunday, lovely listeners of audio drama. It must be coming in to spooky season because I’ve been getting my spook on this week! 👻

As always, spoilers!!!

🌲@hellofromthehallowoods (134) This episode has made me so excited for the hfth novels! If I’m not mistaken, there was reference to both Amaryllis and the LEM story! My heart felt so heavy listening to Friday try and save O’Connor, what an enigma that man is. I am ROOTING for Victoria, where is Yaretzi to help her shed this self-hate and embrace her sunlight?? 🥺 I also loved that Harrow and Victoria had a moment of power but let’s not forget that they are actual children, they left a friend behind in a burning building during that same moment … And OUGH Writing Desk! It’s so interesting to finally get a glimpse at his actual motives and how it may be too little too late!! 

📞 YAY @thespcpodcast is back!! I thought the premise of this episode was so interesting! Let the nice vampire do their good work! The exploration of how therapy needs has changed with time and how different age groups often seek different things was such an insightful bit of world-building. I’m so excited for more. 

🎞  Congratulations to Tiny Terrors on their release anniversary! I strongly suspect that it IS all connected and I can’t wait for more pieces of the puzzle! 

🤴 InCo (@itmeblog) Terraforming!! They’re terraforming!! And the late King said that the Galactic Union couldn’t have any tech they didn’t understand. Galaxy eyes = galaxy-brained. I didn’t think this story could get cooler!! 

🧛‍♂️ @re-dracula WHAT a week!!!! It’s SO good listening while knowing what happens next, it makes the mourning all the more bitter. This is what Van Helsing must have felt like. This week has also made me realise how much I’ve missed hearing Jonathan Sims absolutely killing a monologue. 

🥾@doyoucopypod (10) Mad respect to Frederick here, I would not have been as calm or as trusting if I stumbled into that situation. It seems like REDACTED is swimming in more guilt that was initially teased. WHO is SHE and why did redacted leave her behind???

🐬 @patterspod P Files #??? Man, this show is so funny. And SO weird. In the best way. Please listen to it. 

⛪️ I finished KILL FM! What a treat! I hope the teams involved in making this episode are really happy with what they’ve created - it’s so good!! 

🐟 New @kaneandfeels is always such a welcome delight!! Me: It’s Freaky Friday shit. Brutus: It’s Freaky Friday shit Me: 😲 The voice acting was so perfectly uncomfortable that when they were back in their own bodies, it almost felt like they were improvising - the chemistry was so immediately apparent. Also, the bit about the mars bars was so my brand of silly, it made me SO happy. 

I can’t wait for more Silt Verses and Moonbase Theta, Out next week! Hope you’ve all had a good weekend 🥰

[losfacedevil]

Summer Baby // (A FM! Short)

a/n ~ Another installment because I just really missed my babes what can I say? This one tugs on the heart strings a bit! Emotions run a little bit higher than I had intended them to.

“You’re a full-blown problem lucky I’m your baby’s father. Got that oh, so proper and I’m thankful for ya mama.” Sam sang along, dancing around the kitchen as Sophia stood at the sink washing the dinner dishes. She giggled at his antics as he spun in place.

“You are not my baby’s father, thank you very much.” She giggled, placing the plate she held into the dish drainer.

“Not yet, maybe one day.” Sam mumbled, making his way over to start drying the dishes she had already washed. Sophia raised a brow, reaching up to turn off the faucet before she turned to face Sam.

“Oh, is that what you think?” She crossed her arms protectively over her chest and leaned her hip against the counter. She watched as he swayed his hips lightly, reaching high up to place a dish on the shelf before turning on his heel and reaching out to cup her face in his hands.

“Know every inch upon that body, but the feelin’ is new, still catchin’ feelings for you.” She threw her head back in a genuine laugh, reaching out to wrap her arms around his midsection as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips.

“That’s not what I think, it’s what I know. Unless you don’t want children?” Sam questioned, cocking his head to the side. His thumbs danced lovingly across the apples of her cheeks, a look of curiosity and wonder dancing behind the deep amber shade of his eyes.

“Two babies! I want two babies, a boy and a girl - I mean I know it doesn’t always work that way but ideally I want one of each. I’ve had names I love picked out since I was little too. Phoenix for a girl, Nicholas for a boy. They’d have the sweetest little faces, and I long for them to have my blue eyes but know it’s a recessive gene and your amber will win that battle. I could teach you all the ropes if you’re not familiar - I helped with my sisters kids. We’d have the best time learning how to care for the baby! But kids haven’t been in the cards for me and that’s okay. What about you?” She shrugged her shoulders, realizing she had began rambling. A soft smile spread across Sam’s face as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her as close to him as he possibly could.

“Four babies and my Rosie, I’m used to the chaos of big family living. Boys, girls, it doesn’t matter - but I’ll be honest, if we have baby girls they won’t be let out of my sight until they’re forty, no one’s gonna break my baby girls heart. I’ve held babies before but I’d need to be shown how to change a diaper and burp them and all the little things that come with taking care of a helpless little human. That sounds bad but you know what I mean.” Sam chuckled, his large hand finding its home against the back of her head and he began to sway her gently.

“Four?! How far apart in age are we thinking here? Because this girl will not be doing the whole multiples under five unless we’re blessed with multiples.” Sam pulled back, a chuckle slipping past his lips as he untangled himself from Sophia.

“Well I mean my brothers are twins so.” Sophia’s eyes free wide as her gaze found his.

“I’m sorry?” He couldn’t help but chuckled as the color in her face shifted from pink to green, the thoughts of twins being a possibility not something she ever considered.

“Josh and Jake? They’re twins, Mumsy, identical twins if you want to be exact. But I promise no multiples under five, unless twins are in our cards,of course.” Sam said. Chuckles escaped his as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Speaking of, when do I get to meet these infamous twins you and Danny speak so highly of? It’s always Josh this Jake that ‘I’m gonna hang with the boys for the afternoon are you good hanging with Rose Bud?’ But never hey you’ve never met my knuckle headed brothers maybe you should oh I don’t know, meet them before we make them uncles?” Sophia said, pushing her head back against the hand that cradled her neck, pursing her lips up at Sam. A thoughtful expression crossed his features and he cocked his head to the side at her request.

“Actually their faces would be priceless if we showed up one day and just had a baby on our arm. Like oh this is my Fia you’ve heard all about and oh yeah we made a tiny human in our spare time.” A belly laugh escaped Sam as he leaned down and captured her lips with his.

“Samuel Francis, that would probably give both of those boys heart attacks and then we’d have to answer to your mama.” Sam nodded in agreement. They still stood wrapped up in each other, the song they had been dancing to long since over, and she looked up at him, adoration ever present in her gaze.

Sam pulled a deep breath in through his nose and leaned down, hiding his face against the crown of her head. His heart hammered in his chest at the thought of exposing her to his brothers, his nerves kicking up ten fold. She pressed her head against his chest, the sound of his hammering heart beat clueing her in to why she hadn’t met the boys yet.

“So babies, you really think we’re gonna be fit to have any babies?” Her voice was soft, just barely floating above the rushing of blood in his ears. A sigh slipped past his nose and he nodded, pressing his lips firmly against the crown of her head.

“Yeah, it’ll be a lot of work, and we’ll have to figure us out first but… at some point? I think so.”

Sam’s voice cracked, the thought of her feeling safe enough to discuss the future causing his heart to swell. She took a deep breath, taking in his sweet scent mixed with that of the dish soap still bubbling in the sink and pulled back from him.

The look of overwhelm in his eyes broke her heart, she knew that look all too well. Reaching up she cupped his cheeks in her hands and used her thumbs to gently pull on his cheeks, tugging the corners of his mouth upwards. A shaky breath he didn’t realize he was holding escaped him and his eyes fluttered shut.

Sophia fought back the nervous laughter that threatened to spill out of her, tucking her bottom lip safely between her teeth. His eyes snapped open and he averted his gaze towards the ceiling, tightening his arms around her waist. She let her hands slide down his cheeks, letting her fingers tickle softly down the sides of his neck as he took a steadying breath.

“I know… I know I’m a lot and… and that there’s still a lot you don’t know and that we need to unpack. But if you don’t want this.”

Her fight or flight was triggered and she wasn’t sure how to process his reaction. Sam snapped his head back down, eyes wide as the tears he had been fighting cascaded freely down his cheeks. He shook his head, swallowing around the uncomfortable lump in his throat.

“Sophia, no. Why wouldn’t I want this? Why would we be talking about you meeting my shit head brothers and having a future together if I didn’t want this? If I didn’t want you? I just… the thought of this? Of you allowing me into your world on such an intimate level it just… I don’t know. I just know that this? Is everything. You are everything.”

Tears welled in her eyes, the thought that she had been the cause of his tears breaking her even more. She cupped her hands around his neck, tangling her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. His eyes fluttered shut and he swallowed hard, trying to find the right wording to use.

“The thing is, Mumsy, you’ve been made to believe things that aren’t true. You’ve been beaten down to a shell of a shell and.. and that pains me daily. To know your triggers and that you can turn so quickly. But even through that all I still want you, all of you, all of this. It’s just… the thought of you wanting to keep me forever and being comfortable enough to let me keep you and, to be with you and talk about making little carbon copies of us? It just… it was a lot to process in a quick manner.”

Giggles bubbled up in Sophia’s chest and a smile tugged on the corners of her lips. Her eyes screwed shut as her tears fell freely having what felt like the biggest weight being lifted off of her shoulders. Sam couldn’t help but join in her laughter as the expression on her face softened, the worry lines that had become a constant on her forehead diminishing as she fully relaxed for the first time in years.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry over babies. Or whatever made the tears happen. I know I can be a lot - I love quick and something fierce and you’re right, I get triggered quick and something fierce. But… thank you.” Sam cocked his head to the side, his gaze finally meeting hers as she blinked more tears away.

“For loving me like you do. For making an effort even when I don’t want anything to do with you. For showing me that even though I’m damaged goods I’m still worth something to someone.”

Sam pulled a deep breath in through his nose, his mind reeling with the words that had just slipped past her lips. Damaged goods - he couldn’t stand the way she described herself and would do everything he could to change those two little words. Bending at the waist he reached out and wrapped his hands around her thighs, pulling her up into his grasp and she wrapped her legs around his waist with a shrill giggle.

“Well damaged means impaired normal function so I guess I’ll just have to carry you around for the rest of eternity.” Sam chuckled, spinning on his heel and setting her down against the counter. Sophia pursed her lips and shook her head, his antics one of the biggest things she loved about him.

“You’re not damaged. You just need a little extra loving and I will gladly supply it.”

TAGLIST: @gretasmokerising @ascendingtostardust @sammysprincess @sammykiszkamyass @belovedsamuel @tommie-gvf @vanfleeter @aintthatapity @twistedmelodies @gvfpal @psychedelicsprinkles @humilityshown @gracev0609 @runwayblues @hellowgoodbye @the-wicked-gnome

[tinyfairart]

heyyy quick question if you want,

got any favorite AUs or got one you are working on?

and can i see them

pls i

im very normal you can trust me

Oh Happily

I'm going to start with some of my favorite AUs which includes

@muzzlemouths Dead Mall Dare AU which continues to be fantastic. I absolutely love their designs, the set up of the Mall. They are also such a fantastic writer it is unreal. (Summary: Fazbear Entertainment opened up a new all attraction mall with the dca's running the theatre. Having been abandoned and fallen to ruin we now see what's left.)

@grayyskies Video Killed the Radio Star AU. Another one with very fun designs. I recently drew some fanart for this! They're writing a fic for it now but from what they've shared they're very good at staging interactions. I imagine it will be a bit more silly than serious (Summary: a mystery where a local radio station, 1987.fm, is run by two mysterious individuals and a certain listener is trying to find out who.)

@castercassette Cowboy AU I really enjoyed. Their art is very fun and I admire the their style. They have a fic of ao3. (Summary: Y/N is the sheriff trying their best to do their job against the 2 outlaws. They fail hilariously. Darker undertones of children going missing in typical fnaf style.)

I will be including my AU in a reblog to separate it so this isn't too long.

[bmbochangetales]

BMBO FM I need your help I'm trying my daily run and it's a struggle to get motivated today. I would love it if you could play Tag you're it. That song always makes me run faster.

I’m no longer accepting BMBO FM requests. I may bring this interactive back at a later date but for now this and several others that I got earlier will be my limit until my move is complete.

**************

“Let’s get some motivation to all those runners out there, try not to get lapped, but if you do, “Tag You’re it”, enjoy”

It took you hours to get out for your run today. You had a rave coming up and really needed to go though. After hours of pushing it off, you headed to your favorite running path. A few other runner were there running the long looped path. You saw a male and female couple, two college girls, a solo guy and a solo girl.

Running on the path, you were going to use this song as a sprint. You really wanted to do this workout as fast as you could.

You but your headphones in and luckily the song was already queued up. You set off.

You quickly caught up to the couple softly talking to each other as they jogged slowly together as you slipped passed them with ease.

“Honey we really need to clean up the house when we get home”

“Or we could…you know”

“Shhhh people will hear you”

You rounded a corner and into a wooded section you were catching the two girls just casually waking. Probably only college aged or freshly graduated. You quickly over took them.

“I can’t believe he wouldn’t call me back. It’s like he just wanted sex, no just to cum, he didn’t care about me.”

“Guys are just gross and selfish. Maybe you should try girls like me.”

You picked up your pace trying to get this lap in. You saw the single man stopping at some equipment in the park to get some training moves in. He was buff and you could loudly hear his podcast playing out. Explaining how to pick up girls and reminding him that men were superior.

You saw the other girl running in the distance but she turned the corner and you seemed to have lost her.

One lap done, one to go for this sprint.

You came across the mistress and her cute little pet.

“Walk on your leash like a good girl. Mistress will reward you later.” She gave her per’s head a pat and the one on her hands and knees yipped and yapped excitedly.

She rounded the corner again and there was the happy couple.

“I just want to have my cock pumping you full, I want to see you getting bigger and rounder.I’ll let everyone know you take my cock so well”

“God please fill me up, I’ll be a good breed slut. Fuck me full of your babies I want to show everyone how good your cock is”

“Of course you do. You want to grow my children and keep your tits large and filled with milk.”

You came upon the equipment again. The himbo was there listening to his podcast. He was laying on a bench meant for sit ups, stroking his cock according to the commanding podcast reminding him that he was just a silly boy, women were superior.

You were nearing the end of the course and the song. You had lapped all the runners twice. Except you missed one…the lone girl. You were almost there when she flew up your left side. You could have sworn you heard her say “tag you’re it” eerily like the announcer. Maybe she even winked at you.

You felt tingling. You just keep going forward as the shorts and top shrink down. Your body begins to get harder to keep in proper form as your breasts becoming the size of melons. Their bouncing is hypnotic as your try to finish. You ass swells as your pussy begins to drip down.

You finished your sprint but you couldn’t ignore the feeling any more. You fell to the grass and the tiny top let your much improved tits fall out. You began vigorously rubbing them, bouncing them around. Your mind not caring anyone walking by, in fact you hoped they would enjoy the show.

One of your hands slipped down into what was supposed to be a pair of running shorts but your new curves were too voluptuous that they were just lewd with your body spilling out. You were busy rubbing yourself to climax so all passersby could enjoy the show. You couldn’t stop the first time or the second. You kept coming over and over again. Until you passed out until some time later.

You sat up and looked around. Why were you at the park in your high heels and sluttiest bikini? You couldn’t think. Oh well, it probably wasn’t important. But since you were here, you might as well find some fun friends to play with. You wanted to share you’re body.

[horizon-verizon]

The way Alicent hired and protected the man who murdered Laenor’s lover and got away with it, mocked Laenor’s sons’ looks because they aren’t his own even though he raised them, made this homophobic comment about Laenor’s sexuality at his own home the day his sister was buried.

She was in the Velaryon’s home, a family that just lost their daughter and she did not miss the opportunity to insult Laenor’s sexuality in front of the guests and his parents, and implied that he’s a pedophile because he’s gay. She choose to say “young squires” which are usually children (Jace and Luke were squires). Everyone saw Laenor being heartbroken and devastated when they lowered Laena’s coffin into the sea but sure he must have gone entertaining his squires.

I can’t find the right words to express how much I despise her. She tried to make everyone’s life as miserable as hers, turned herself into a perpetual victim to excuse her hypocrisy and awfulness, disrespected everyone’s else feelings and directed her hate to anyone but her father. She convinced herself that since she was a victim, she had the right to punish and humiliate everyone who IN HER EYES wasn’t, she convinced herself that people living a different life from hers and trying to make the best of their impossible situations were the reason of her misery, no one else could be a victim, could be unhappy because only she was.

I want to say that Alicent of the book is more ambitious for her own sake and not sexually victimized. She is not more or less evil than her show counterpart, the difference is in how competent and intelligent she is and what her motives toward power are.

That being said, HotD's Alicent maintains her traditionalism and disdain for alternative choices, behaviors, etc that the Faith and Andal patriarchy both would oppose or consign as immoral. And that comes into conflict with her children being dragonriders and only having access to the throne through their biological connection to a separate culture that those same septons regard as godless "pagans". I think that coupled with the misogyny inherent in the Faith and Andal-FM descent patriarchy that excludes her from official power, Alicent could very well have regarded herself a victim of sorts by observing the lack of reward for her "giving" the Targs four living children and "compromising" her own beliefs without actually ever acknowledging the misogyny (since she'd just accept its existence)….if this were ever brought up to her.

But that kind of silent anger in a woman with a lot of internalized misogyny--aware of its holding her back--would propel her into denigrating other, perceived vulnerable persons. Sad.

[creativepawsworld]

Chances - Part 2

Pairing = Cillian Murphy x Original Character

Summary = Part Two of Chances

Warnings = Fluff, language maybe?

Word Count = 4577

Eight Weeks Later, I had a bump. It was small and I could just about get my jeans on. To anyone I didn’t really know it simply looked as though I had gained a little weight before the holidays instead of after. Telling my parents was the hardest thing I ever had to do because it was a one night stand, my dad was not impressed. His little girl despite having two other children was out whoring herself around and got knocked up. My mum was just thrilled she was getting another grandchild. As for my boys, well they were the ones to tell me that ‘Mummy had a baby in her belly, a baby sister’ they believe. Thankfully they were excited at least for now.

The pregnancy itself wasn’t bad so far, I had no morning sickness only heartburn which could be solved by taking some medication. Working with dogs was an absolute blessing throughout the last few weeks. Every time I felt anxious or worried about having the baby, I had a pooch in front of me kissing my face and my worries away.

Clara had agreed not to contact Dermott until I was ready. She informed me that he told her he worked on the radio station Today FM in Dublin that night we were at the bar. I guess they needed something to talk about with Cillian and I preoccupied. Honestly though I don’t think I will ever be ready especially now, I couldn’t contact him after 2 months. He would never believe me, I missed my opportunity. I spent the last two months listening to his radio show though ‘Dermott and Dave’ hearing his voice had the memories of that night running through my mind. Especially the ones with Cillian, I felt so free dancing with him that night. I was more like myself then I ever had been with my ex.

“Hey, how’s the mama doing today?” Clara asked opening the door to my dog grooming parlour, located in a cabin in my back garden. I was still paying off the debt I accumulated getting the whole thing put together but it was so worth it. I got to work from home, doing exactly what I loved.

“I’m fine, jeans just about fit so can’t complain too much yet” I laughed trimming around a cockapoo’s face. The dog was sitting so perfectly still which made my job 100 times easier.

“I don’t know how you do this without wanting to steal all the dogs” Clara cooed scratching behind the dog’s ears once I stopped trimming around his mouth. “They are just so cute….yes you are….yes you are”

“Pablo is more than enough with two kids and one on the way thank you very much” I tell him with a smile as I inspected the dogs face. “Isn’t that right Charlie Boy?” I smile in the dogs face as he left a long wet lick on from my chin to my forehead.

“What you doing tonight? Does he have the kids tonight?” Clara asked taking a seat at a desk I had set up to work on the books that came with the business, finance, inventory etc and my calendar to book dogs in for their trims.

“He does yes, so my plans are a bath and an early night.”

“Change them, I want to take you out tonight for dinner. Just you and me to celebrate that little bun in the oven.”

“Clara I’m really not in the mood tonight.” I tell her honestly sighing as I stood up straight, placing both my hands on my lower back and leaning back, stretching my spine as best I could. I was tired, sore and just wanted some me time for once. Since finding out I was pregnant the kids have been full on, so had work with Christmas around the corner, everyone wanted their dogs cut for the big day.

“Too bad, I’ve made the reservation. I’ll meet you there at 7pm?” She asked but clearly it wasn’t a question I could answer how I wanted.

“Wait we aren’t going together? We always go together? Save on the petrol?”

“Well I can’t tonight, I have to visit my mum in the home and I think it’ll just be easier to meet there instead of me driving all the way back over the bridge to collect you to drive all the way back to get to Link”

“I guess. Are you sure it has to be tonight. Adam has the boys for two nights can’t we go tomorrow?”

“No” Clara replied bluntly shaking her head furiously as she swung from side to side in the soft cushioned chair I had chosen for the parlour.

“Fine, see you at 7” I replied admitting defeat as I lifted the scissors next to Charlie once more, determined to finish him within the next ten minutes.

“Cheer up you're getting a free dinner and dress pretty. It’s a celebration” Clara spoke standing to her feet before walking over to me, pecking my cheek and leaving me alone with Charlie once again.

“It’s not like I had a choice huh?” I ask the dog before burying my face in his tight curls on his head for a hug.

******

Tonight, I decided to wear a flowy skirt which hid the swelling in my stomach well and paired it was a large woollen jumper, tucked into the top of the skirt giving a causal but also a dressed-up vibe to the outfit. Pulling out my black boots, the same pair I wore Dublin I grabbed my jacket. I was already running late. My last client didn’t collect their dog until after 6pm leaving me little to no time to shower and dress. I didn’t have time to wash my hair, but it wasn’t too dirty, so I simply threw it into a messy bun as I walked out the door.

Arriving at the restaurant, the number of cars in the car park told me it was busy tonight, something I really wasn’t in the mood for but Clara had been my rock the last few weeks so I couldn’t really tell her no. Sighing to myself, I glanced around not seeing her car anywhere which was strange as she had messaged asking where I was. Ignoring that thought I walked in telling the guy at the bar I was meeting someone, and he had informed me the other person had arrived. I was expecting him to take me into the main area of the restaurant which seemed to be absolute crazy with some kind of party but instead he took me off to the other side restaurant which had only a few couples having a meal.

Looking at the floor as I walked, carefully watching his feet until he stopped as I looked up, the young waiter left as I stood in complete shock. For the first time in a long time, I felt sick, physically sick.

“Hey Paige, hope you don’t mind Clara helped set this up” Cillian smiled awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he stood up. Nodding my head, I didn’t know what to say or do, automatically my body moved forward wrapping my arms around his neck for a hug he awkwardly accepted. As I inhaled deeply through my nose, the smell of his aftershave was making my mouth water and causing a dull ache between my legs.

“Nice to see you again Cillian” I managed to squeak out as we pulled away. Trying not to be awkward I moved around to take my seat by the window, Cillian had his back to the entire restaurant next to him was a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses which I thought was odd, it was November and there wasn’t a lot of sun. Just rain, lots of rain.  

“How are ya?” He asked once we were both settled. Since the last time I saw him, his hair had grown out a little, especially on the sides but he still really looked good. Those blue eyes were just as alluring as the first time I saw them.

“I’m good, how are you?” I respond grabbing the glass of water in front of me and taking a sip as he responded with a simple good. Nodding my head, I placed the glass back on the table looking around the restaurant before resting my eyes on his which just so happened to be staring back at me. Almost like he was trying to work out what was different. “So why are we here? I thought it was a one-time thing considering the distance between us”

“Yeah, I thought so to, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you, even tried to find you. When I got home… after we, you know, you weren’t there. You had disappeared”

“I didn’t want to overstay my welcome”

“Well Scout enjoyed your breakfast” He laughed, his right hand reaching up and scratching the side of his head, his eyes dropping to the linen tablecloth.

“You got me breakfast?” I asked completely taken back by his words. I felt so many emotions bubbly in my stomach as he looked up to meet my eyes once more.

“Yeah, I had nothing at home as I was away for the last 8 weeks for work so didn’t have any food in. I went to the local bakery got a few things but well…”

“I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I thought you left to give me time to get out so you could go about your business.” I tell him honestly, feeling like a complete idiot. Placing my hand on my head, tears filling my eyes as I avoided eye contact. This was nothing worth crying about but my hormones had other ideas.

“God no, I’m not that kind of man Paige. I like to spend the morning after you know talking, having breakfast, not like I do that often. In fact, I haven’t done that in years, not sex. One night stands I mean” He rambled over his words as he tried to find the right words to say without making himself look bad.

“I’m really sorry I had no idea. Honestly” I breathe out using my free hand to fan my face. “God, I feel terrible now”

“Don’t, please” Cillian smiled reaching forward to take my hand that was fanning my face into his own, his thumb rubbing small circles across my knuckles. “But I did go to the hotel you were staying to return your key card you left it at mine, and I was hoping you might still be about, but you had checked out”

“That’s really unfortunate. It sounds like a bad version of Cinderella” I laughed thinking about the classic Disney fairy-tale I read to my children before bed last night.

“Yeah, the hotel were no help wouldn’t even give me your last name, so I thought that was it. You were to live on in my memories that was it but when Clara got in touch with Dermott…”

“Wait, Clara contacted Dermott?” I interrupted him mid-sentence. Of course she contacted him, how else would Cillian be sitting opposite me now if she hadn’t. Staring at the man in front of me, I smiled I thought I would have been annoyed at her for contacting him when I didn’t ask her to but seeing him here, in front of me. I was happy.

“Yeah a few weeks ago, it was actually rather funny” Cillian chuckled to himself, a chuckle that made my heart skip, it was a sound I’d happily listen to on repeat. “She called the radio show Dermott does and instead of telling him about her thoughts on whether meditation or DIY was more relaxing which was what they were discussing at the time she immediately jumped down his throat asking for me.”

“Live on the radio?”

“Live on the radio” Cillian repeated with a laugh. “Of course, most people who follow me know Dermott and I are close so that just started a whole headache for him on the show with people texting in and stuff but yeah. He got her number when they went off live and well here, we are”

“She has no shame I’m so sorry about that” I sighed rubbing my head with my hand. “Are you on radio as well? Is that why people were interested in finding you?” I asked still not sure what he did for a living but like he did whenever I asked the other night at the bar he laughed.

“Not exactly no.” He shakes his head inhaling deeply as if this was the hardest thing, he had to admit to someone. “I’m an actor, I wouldn’t say a huge actor but big enough.”

“Can’t be that big if I don’t know who you are” I challenged with a smirk on my face. It could have gone either way, he could have been offended with what I said or not. Thankfully it was the latter, in fact he just laughed, a sound that was quickly becoming my favourite thing in the world tonight.

“I guess not no.” He smiled taking my other hand in his, now holding both my hands as he inhaled deeply.  “Have you heard of the Tv show Peaky Blinders?”

“I have but I haven’t watched it, just never really got around to it but it is on my watch list” I tell him with smile. I was behind on so much television, had been since having kids and starting my own business.

“Right, well you know it has a huge following right?” He questioned, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the nerves radiating off him as he spoke, almost as if he was afraid that the next words out of his mouth would scare me away.

“Of course, my brother and his girlfriend are obsessive with the show. They loved it, it was them who told me to watch it actually.”

“Well, Paige. I am the lead actor in that show. I play Thomas Shelby”

“You…you what?”

“Please don’t freak out on me” He sighed, his face creasing into a grimace as he watched the words float around my mind. I wasn’t stupid I knew the following Peaky Blinders had; it was almost like a cult. The fans were fiercely dedicated to the show.

“Are you playing with me? You’re joking with me, right?” I ask unsure how to handle the information he just gave me. There was no way, no chance that the man in front of me was a TV star I mean he was definitely handsome enough to be on TV or maybe even a model but no, he couldn’t be. I couldn’t be pregnant with a TV stars baby.  This wasn’t some rom-com film made in Hollywood this was my life.

“No, I’m not, the reason Dermott had a headache during the show was because fans were calling in asking if I was in the building or around for the day to be interviewed by him. Maybe they were hoping I’d take a few phone calls I don’t know …”

“You're really a celebrity?”

“It's not a word I liked to use but yes” He admitted warily. Nodding my head a little, my stomach slowly turning at the news, pulling my left hand from his I held it over my mouth as I tried to control my breathing. I was not about to be sick; it was a comfort thing. “Are you alright? You’ve gone incredibly pale?”

“I’m fine, it's just not what I was expecting you to say” I tell him removing my hand from my mouth and waving his words off.

“Do you want a drink? It might help with the shock?” He spoke, his head looking around for a waiter in case he needed to order some alcohol.

“Oh no I can’t drink with the baby” I replied without thinking, realising what I had said I looked at Cillian who had suddenly paled himself. This was not how I wanted to tell him I was pregnant; it’s not how anyone should find out they were going to be a parent.

“The what?”

“The uh…the”

“Are you pregnant?” He asked his eyes wide, never leaving mine as the one hand holding my own squeezed prompting an answer from me but instead of words I could only nod. The tears welling in my eyes as I bit my lip.

“Are you ready to order?” A young girl came over with a bright smile. Turning my head so I was looking away from her, feeling embarrassed by the tears in my eyes.

“Um give us a few more minutes please. Thank you” I heard Cillian tell the girl who quickly left the table. “Hey, hey look at me” Cillian spoke once again to get my attention, his hand pulling on my own slightly until I turned back towards him, my eyes still not meeting his own.

“I’m so sorry this wasn’t supposed to happen. You're not even supposed to be here. I didn’t want you to know in case it ruined your life. It’s my mistake I can deal with it myself.” I ramble on and on at first Cillian doesn’t stop me as I continue to dig my own hole. “I didn’t know you were an actor, it's not for money, or blackmail, I swear…”

“The baby is mine?” He asked breaking my train of thought but the question itself had the tears falling freely from my eyes. I must have looked a right state, no doubt my makeup was ruined and my face was probably red and blotchy thanks to the tears.

“I’m sorry”

“Why are you sorry? This is just as much my fault as it is yours?” He replied softly. I’m not going to lie I was taken back by his calm approach; in fact, it confused me why was he taking this so well. Was this his acting skills kicking in? Was he really panicking on the inside? “You weren’t going to tell me?”

“I didn’t think you’d want to know”

“That I’m having another kid? Of course I want to know, I want to be a part of their life.” He chuckled breathily. “You are planning on keeping it right?”

“Yeah” I nodded biting my lip, glancing up to make eye contact for a brief second. It was possible he was just saying all this to keep me happy tonight then go back to Dublin and live out the rest of his days as the guy from Peaky Blinders, forgetting all about me and this baby.

“So, you’re what 8 weeks?” He asked, looking down at the linen clothed table as I nodded my head. “So, you must have a scan soon what is that like 10-week scan or something?”

“12-week scan”

“12 week right. Not to overstep or anything but can I, you know… Can I come with you?” The question itself caught my attention and suddenly I was staring at him, trying to figure out what his game was. However, the look in his eyes were nothing but sincerity and to be honest what looked like happiness.

“Why?” I questioned breathily. The whole situation I was in has completely confused me, this wasn’t right. He should be more shocked, looking for a way out not wanting to know about appointments.

“Why?” He laughed at the question, finding it rather amusing as I tried to find any form of malice in his face  “Um to see the baby? If that is okay?”

“Why do you want to be involved? Surely you could have any woman you desire hanging off your arm why settled with me?”

“Because…” He started to speak, only I didn’t want to hear what he had to say, instantly interrupting him.

“Because you made a mistake and got me knocked up. Don’t make a martyr out of yourself Cillian. You’re off the hook, the baby and I don’t need you.” I spoke with a slight malice in my voice. I wasn’t sure why I was so anger towards him, maybe it was my lack of trust in men thanks to my ex but tonight, it was Cillian getting the brunt of my pent up frustration and anger.  “I’m no longer hungry” I tell him pulling my hand from his and standing to my feet grabbing my bag.

“Paige wait…” He called after me as I walked out of the restaurant ,ignoring all the eyes that were watching the scene in front of them. Once I was free of the prying eyes and outside, I ran to my car quickly unlocking it but before I could get in I had to rush towards the grass verge to be sick.

“Great” I groaned holding my belly as the bitter taste of bile settled in my mouth, my chest feeling as though it was on fire as I stood up straight inhaling the fresh air around me in hopes of settling myself.

“Paige, wait…” I had Cillian’s voice once more, looking over my shoulder I noticed he was fast approaching me. In a panic, I dropped my bag the contents spilling over the ground. “Can you stop? What just happened back there?”

“Why are you bothering with me Cillian? Go be free. Live your fancy actors life without any responsibilities.”

“I am hardly without responsibilities Paige, I have two sons of my own to my ex wife.” He sighs bending down to help pick up the contents of my purse, pausing at the small packet of ginger biscuits, a small laugh escaping his mouth.

“In case I get hungry when I’m out and about” I tell him taking the packet of biscuits from his hand and placing them in my bag. Standing up straight albeit to fast I stumbled over nothing as Cillian’s hands steadying me until the dizziness subsided. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome” He replied hands still firmly placed on my arms. “Look can we at least talk about this, I assume your opinion on men are we are complete bastards but come on, you owe me a chat at least yeah?”

“One chat” I tell him with a nod of my head. “We can talk at my house though. I’m not going back in there I made a right arse of myself.”

“Makes a change from me doing it” He smiled, bringing up the last time we were together in the bar. Smiling myself at the memory, I felt the sudden anger I had towards him fade as we stood opposite each other next to my car.

“Do you need a ride?”

“Yeah, Clara just kind of left me here. I haven’t a clue where I am”

“Come on then” I smile brightly nodding my head towards the passenger side of the car. Inhaling deeply, I entered my small blue car, it was a simple 3 door Ford Fiesta, but it was honestly the best car I have ever owned. Sadly, though I feared it was no longer practically, it was hard enough with my two boys getting them in and out of the car, having to climb myself to get in and out of the back to buckle them up now I had a third child on the way. There was no way this would be practical.

“Do you live far?” Cillian asked as I drove from the restaurant out to the main road towards the other side of the bridge where I lived.

“No not really, only about five minutes, ten depending on the traffic” I shrug off checking both ways for traffic before making my exit onto the bridge.

“Seems like a nice neighbourhood.” Cillian commented as I reversed the car into my driveway. Exiting the car I noticed he looked around the quiet street I lived, everyone either still out or tucked up for the evening in their homes.

“Nothing compared to yours” I tell him shyly looking down at my keys in my hands as I tried to find my front door key. I had been meaning to take my work keys off them, keep them separate from months but just kept forgetting.

“I think it’s perfect” He spoke, his breathe hitting the back of my neck as we entered the small hallway. I was beyond grateful I had cleaned the house this morning before my first client. Opening the wooden door to the living room. My little chihuahua Pablo was over immediately smelling at Cillian’s shoes.

“Careful, he will cover you in hair, he is casting something awful at the moment.”

“Never worry, Scout is the same. Just something they go through isn’t it pup” He spoke, his voice trailing off into a baby voice as he took a seat, Pablo was straight up sniffing everywhere he could before Cillian gently cupped his tiny head pressing a small kiss on the crown of it. In response Pablo had thrown himself into Cillian, soaking his face in small licks before rolling over on his back looking for a tummy scratch.

“Oh course, I forgot you had a dog” I mused walking past the pair and into the kitchen. “Would you like anything to eat or drink?”

“Yeah sure, whatever you are having” Cillian responded. Rather than give him a Pepsi Max I grabbed a bottle of Corona beer from the fridge I had left over from Clara’s birthday a few months back and opening it. Walking back into the living room I offered it to Cillian who thanked me, taking a small sip before he started laughing to himself. “I was going to ask if you were gonna join me but…ya know” He continued after I gave him a strange look to explain his sudden laughter.

“Yeah, we got ourselves a little problem” I nodded with a sigh, sitting next to him on the two seater sofa.

“You mean blessing” Cillian corrected leaning back on the sofa, his arm resting on the back as his body turned slightly towards me. “Would you have ever told me?” He asked jumping straight into the hard conversation he clearly wanting to have.

“I didn’t know how to reach you”

“You know where I live” He commented with a small smile. Tilting my head to the side, I couldn’t stop the smile working its way on face as I rolled my eyes.

“Yes but I wasn’t going to your house in Dublin to tell you the random woman you slept with 8 weeks ago is pregnant with your child. You would think me insane” I chuckle looking down at the open can of Pepsi Max in my lap, using my index finger I traced the silver rim.

“I won’t lie to you, I definitely would” He laughed, a deep hearty laughed that had me laughing along with him. “I guess I will be forever grateful for Clara for reaching out. I would have hated to miss out on this little ones life” He spoke softly, reaching a hand over and placing it on my knee.

“Do you really mean that?” I asked, suddenly feeling incredibly fragile, incredibly exposed to Cillian as we sat opposite each other on my sofa.

“I really mean it Paige” He spoke, barely above a whisper. Slowly he started leaning closer to me, I felt myself lean closer to him until we were mere inches apart. “I’m gonna be here for you Paige.”

[juniperhillpatient]

How’s it going @juniperhillpatient ?

I forgot to mention before, but the incident with Azula effecting Bumi’s hearing aid with bat sounds reminded me of my childhood.

I probably mentioned this before, but on the chance I didn’t I’ll reiterate. I have (from birth) unilateral hearing loss. Profound deafness in my right ear. Back when I was in elementary school, I was outfitted with an FM system. For the first few years, I had the normal difficulties of the FM system. Background noise, the tedium of lugging the microphone to each class and to each teacher. That sort of thing. While not everyone has the same experience, for me the FM system was…less than adequate.

Back when I was in second grade, my little sister stared elementary school (kindergarten). In her class, there was another deaf child. Though she had bilateral hearing loss, and her parents had get the implants. My sister made quick friends with this kid. Who also used an FM system of her own in conjunction with the implants.

Now my sister hell bent on annoying me as she is apparently decided to pull a prank on me. With the help of her friend and her kindergarten teacher. See the FM system relies of frequency.

The microphone the teacher wears picks up sound, and then sends it to a receiver. For me, I wore a signal hearing aid. For my sister’s friend the recover was her implants. Supposedly, the FM system is supposed to make the sound more crisp for the implants. Or at least that what I’ve been told.

Anyway, one day at dinner my sister asked me for the frequency of my microphone. I being a particularly guileless individual (hence my fascination with Azula as a character) gave it to her.

The next day, she apparently told her teacher the frequency my microphone was one. And he then changed the frequency setting of my sisters friends microphone to mine. Leading me to hear both of my own teachers and my sister’s teachers lessons at the same time.

Now, I was across the school at the time. So the connection between my hearing aid and the microphone in my sister class wasn’t great. So I mostly heard gibberish for about five minutes, till the my sisters teacher changed the frequency. Once the prank was over. My sister (and the rest of my family later) laughed about this for a week!

It wasn’t all bad though, I was eventually able to use this and other incidents to adopt a cross system (the same type I use currently) instead of the FM.

Anyway, sorry for the long winded ask not an ask, this particular part of chapter 76 in Happenstance just reminded me of events in my own childhood.

It’s weird to think that Bumi and I and kindred spirits in being “Azula’d” as it were.

I’m also reminded about Katara’s teasing reaction to Azula’s pride in “bat sonar” used against Bumi. It reminds me of being teased for a week about the “incident”.

But your story provided an Azutara connection to mine own life. And I’ll take it!

Thanks again for writing the amazing story that is Happenstance! And I can’t wait for the Azutara/Scream Au.

That is an absolutely hilarious story!

The idea for Azula to use the bat sonar prank on Bumi with his hearing aids honestly came from absolutely nowhere. While Bumi amassing an army of children & kidnapping Iroh is loosely based on a plot-line from the show “Community,” that specific part just popped into my head & seemed funny!

I love that this little joke resonated with you as someone who uses hearing aids.

Your sister is quite the prankster & I bet you were mad at the time even if you can find the humor now! That’s exactly the kind of shit I would’ve pulled on my brother when we were kids if I could’ve though. Not even gonna lie. I used to love messing with him. However, I’m the oldest! I can’t believe your sister was this much of an aspiring prankster when she was only in kindergarten & you in second grade!

Thank you for sharing the story & thanks for the kind words! I miss Happenstance 😭

Scream Au will be posting regularly…. Soon. I’m working on the “when” of it all! Thank you for the encouragement! ❤️

[deafcruz]

5. Limited access to emergency services*

In emergency situations, deaf individuals may have difficulty accessing critical information, such as evacuation orders or emergency alerts, if they are not provided in a format they can access. In the near future, service that would be helpful to the community, though it is largely dependent on a reliable connection to work well.

*6. Employment discrimination*

Deaf people may face discrimination in the workplace due to employers' lack of understanding about the needs and abilities of deaf employees. This can include difficulties in finding employment or experiencing discrimination and exclusion in the workplace.

*7. Limited access to education*

Deaf children and students may face barriers to accessing education due to a lack of resources, teacher training, or inclusive curricula. This can impact their learning outcomes and future opportunities.

*8. Accessibility at airports / transport*

Deaf and HoH people fear of missing flights/transport as announcements for flight changes are usually done via audio. They are usually forgotten even when special note is made that they are Deaf/HoH. (There are times when a wheelchair is even weirdly passed to deaf travellers). Travelling is most of the time, not a fun or leisurely activity for people who are Deaf /HoH.

Similar concerns also apply to flight baggage claim announcements. Deaf/HoH people will have to take extra care to remember the faces of people and clothes from the same flight in order to follow them to get their own baggage later on.

All these examples above are just snippets of what goes on every day, globally, that makes individuals in the deaf community feel like we are less important and have lesser rights. Other problematic situations include videos without captions or transcripts, no flashing lights for fire alarms, no hearing loops, on top of not having sign language interpretation. I hope that we can be more aware to care and to be more inclusive of deaf people.

Addressing these accessibility issues requires a concerted effort to increase awareness, provide adequate resources and support, and make changes to the built environment, technology, and policies to ensure that the deaf community can fully participate in all aspects of society.

In summary, there are several practical ways in which society/the common person can become more inclusive for deaf individuals. Here are a few examples:

*1. Sign language interpretation *

Providing sign language interpretation at public events and in workplaces is a crucial step to improve inclusivity for deaf individuals. Sign language interpreters can translate spoken language into sign language, allowing deaf individuals to participate fully in conversations, presentations, and meetings.

*2. Closed captioning*

Closed captioning on televisions, videos, and movies can help deaf individuals follow along with the spoken dialogue. Closed captioning can also be provided in public places such as airports, train stations, and hospitals, allowing deaf individuals to receive important information.

*3. Visual alarms*

Visual alarms can alert deaf individuals of important sounds such as fire alarms, doorbells, and phones. These alarms can include flashing lights or vibrating pagers, ensuring that deaf individuals are aware of important sounds. (Note: Visual alarms tends to get expensive)

*4. Written communication*

Providing written communication, such as emails, notes, and text messages, can help deaf individuals communicate with hearing individuals more easily. This is especially helpful in work and educational settings.

*5. Assistive listening devices*

Assistive listening devices such as FM systems, hearing loops, and personal amplifiers can help deaf individuals better hear and understand sounds in public places, such as classrooms, lecture halls, and theaters.

*6. Accessible websites*

Websites that are designed to be accessible to deaf individuals include video content with captioning or sign language interpretation, and written content that is easy to read and understand.

[jackoshadows]

Isn't it strange how S/nsa fans constantly talk about how some characters got written off as more sympathetic and got 'whitewashed ' compare to the books when their fave did got this treatment as well . D&D adapted some controversial Arya , Tyrion, Dany, Jon, Bran scenes (the stable boy , Shae, Mirri maur dauz ,Janos slint , warging to Hodor etc) but they never showed S following littlefinger's plans to poisoning a kid alongise with altering her relationship to Arya . The only person that had her kill was Ramsay which is a totally different case than a kid like Robert Arryn

Yeah, a whole lot of characters were whitewashed, particularly in the early seasons. A lot of the characters had their morally grey actions changed or removed on the show. Sansa was of course the biggest beneficiary of this. They changed and rewrote the entire Sansa/Arya dynamic, made Arya throw things at Sansa, gave her dialogue where she calls girls stupid or some such shite and removed Sansa's betrayal of the Starks. And of course, in the later seasons they didn't think her Vale plot was worth adapting.

Similarly Catelyn wishing that Jon would die instead of Bran - usually book Cat gets the most criticism for this. Removed from the show and instead they have her an entire monologue about baby Jon being sick or some such nonsense (I forgot exactly but I remember thinking this is terrible when I watched that scene 😂) In the books, it's Catelyn who pushes Ned to go to KL and become Robert's Hand. On the show it's the other way around with Ned wanting to go and Cat trying to stop him. In the books, it's Cersei who has Robert's bastard babies killed. On the show it's Joffrey.

Even one of Dany's controversial moments - the Wineseller's daughters for ex. did not make it to the show. Though, it didn't matter in Dany's case because they then went on to add shite like Dany questioning and burning to death the Slave masters using her dragons, which people later used to justify the bad ending. At least with GRRM's morally grey actions, our protagonists ponder on what they did and that introspection has an impact on the story. Dany and Jon rethink their decisions or feel guilt and remorse in the books.

Same with Arya. Her FM kill of the insurance agent is missing on the show, but instead we get no remorse killer Arya murdering entire Freys and baking them into pies (Giving her the Manderly plot), walking around with Faces and threatening Sansa because she wears pretty dresses? 😂😂😂 Again, in the books, when Arya is asked to kill the Thin Man we get an entire chapter of Arya trying to mentally justify this, conflicted and traumatized. She has no choice, if she doesn't kill the man, the FM will kick her out. So what should she do? The show removes these moments and instead writes Arya as some kind of bad-ass assassin instead of a traumatized 10/11 year old who killed to survive.

It's interesting how D&D whitewashed Sansa, Catelyn and Cersei from their book counterparts while making Daenerys and Arya more darker in their actions... D&D have certain ideas about women and femininity (reflected in their writing about motherhood - Cersei deserves to be saved because she's a mother unlike Dany who is barren and Karsi who is suddenly unable to fight because she sees some dead zombie children in Hardhome)

This is why GRRM's story is entirely different to the one Benioff and Weiss were telling on the show. GRRM's central, lead female characters/protagonists are Arya and Daenerys. For Benioff and Weiss, it was Cersei (antagonist) and Sansa (protagonist) - it's why they got the focus and the writing and the show shifted book plots from Jon, Arya and Bran towards Sansa.

Tyrion and Jon are of course two of the most whitewashed characters in the series. Especially Tyrion because he ended up being D&D's mouthpiece on the show and they stripped him of every complexity. Jon Snow is no longer depriving Gilly of her baby, or breaking his oaths to save a sister or ambitious enough to want power and leadership, playing the game with the Karstarks or manipulating Janos Slynt into death for revenge. Resurrected Jon Snow is most definitely going to be straddling a thin line dividing good and evil.

Ultimately the show was just badly, badly written nonsense by the time we reached season 8. Plots went nowhere and made no sense, entire character arcs thrown into the trash. No moral complexity, nothing. It supremely sucks that this is the only ending we will get.

[lenniharrisonsims]

Three Year Anniversary Portraits!

Simsdom Empire, Part II

Hartwards House

Name: Princess Maria Lenyushka Dias

Nickname: Mar

Title: Princess Royal of the Simsdom Empire, Duchess of Hartwards

Previous Names/ Titles: Princess Maria Ivanov

Residence(s): Hartwards House, San Myshuno

Parents: Tsar Alexei (Passed) & Dowager Tsarina Nadia Ivanov

Spouse: Encarna Dias, Duchess of Hartwards

Children: The Right Honorable Misses Yue & Feng Mian Dias

Name: Encarna Rosa Dias, Lady Hartwards

Nickname: Cara

Title: Duchess of Hartwards

Previous Names/ Titles: Miss Encarna Dias

Residence(s): Hartwards House, San Myshuno

Parents: Mr. Jose (Passed) & Mrs. Vianette Dias (Passed)

Spouse: Princess Maria Dias

Children: The Right Honorable Misses Yue & Feng Mian Dias

Name: The Right Honorable Miss Yue Anabelle Dias

Nickname: N/A

Title: The Right Honorable Miss of San Myshuno

Previous Names/ Titles: N/A

Residence(s): Hartwards House, San Myshuno

Parents: Princess Maria & Encarna Dias, Duchesses of Hartwards

Spouse: N/A

Children: N/A

Name: The Right Honorable Miss Feng Mian Inga Dias

Nickname: FM

Title: The Right Honorable Miss of San Myshuno

Previous Names/ Titles: N/A

Residence(s): Hartwards House, San Myshuno

Parents: Princess Maria & Encarna Dias, Duchesses of Hartwards

Spouse: N/A

Children: N/A