#new story.

[renee-writer]

All's Fair

A/N Dear gentle reader, I would not start a new story. But this came to my head, and I had to get it out. This will be a short story but with our favorite people.  I credit anyone who has had this story before.  @ladymeraud

AO3

She sits on the stern of the ship as it makes its way across the English Channel heading to England and the Evac Hospital that awaits her. How did she end up here? She wanted to be a botanist, not a nurse in the middle of a bloody war! Would Geillis be sent to Paris and her Uncle Lamb back to Egypt?

 

It was those thoughts that made her legs waver and had Geillis sitting her down and running to fetch water for her.  She fears being alone, like she almost was at five, when her parents passed.

 

A boating accident whilst they were on vacation took their lives. Luckily, for her, she was at their cabin on Loch Lomond, with her nanny when it happened.

 

Her uncle was called, by her nanny. She recalled him coming from Egypt, where he served as a curator for the Egyptian Museum in Cairo. He packed her bags up and they moved to Egypt.

 

Her uncle worked with a long time friend, Yussef. Yussef’s mum became a type of second mum to her. Nubia took care of her and her Uncle Lamb.

 

She spent as many hours at Nubia’s house as she does her and Uncle Lamb ‘s. There she learns Egyptian and Farsi. She teaches her to cook and clean, how to sew and embroider. Claire learns the Egyptian stitch, which she makes into chains that become blankets. It is a skill that Nubia learned from her own great-grandmother.

 

As the years went on, Claire realizes that Uncle Lamb and Yussef are more than good friends. It doesn’t bother her.

 

Uncle Lamb was offered a position on a research project that took him to Mexico and South America. Though Nubia offered to look after Claire, Uncle Lamb took her with him. There she added  Portuguese and Spanish to her vocabulary. While in Argentina, a bit of German, as well.

 

When they made it back to Egypt, Nubia continues her education, teaching her about plants and their many uses. That is when Claire decided she wanted to be a botanist.

 

When she turns fifteen, Uncle Lamb moves them to England so she can take her tests and finish her education at Oxford. She is admitted to Oxford University at sixteen. Her uncle takes a job as a Professor of History. They keep in touch with Yussef and Nubia through letters written in Arabic, which Claire writes and speaks well.

 

Her thoughts of the past are interrupted when Geillis returns with the water. They are almost at London and the waiting Evac Hospital. Her thoughts turn from the past to the future and her boyfriend, Frank.

 

They meet at Oxford, in the one class she didn’t test out of, history.  He pursued her desperately. They went on two dates but, she wasn’t in love with him and had given thought to contact him before the accident.

 

She was in the middle of finishing her schooling. Hitler and the Nazis were making more and more noise in Europe. A war was inevitable. Claire understood that a botanist wasn’t needed but a nurse was. She changed course and went after her nursing degree at the John Radcliffe. By September of 1938, the Nazis were bombing England. Though war hadn’t been officially declared, it was only a matter of time. Claire is ready as an official nurse.

 

Geillis comes and asks if she is ready to move downstairs, to their room, as night falls. Two strong men help Geillis carry her down and get her settled. She dreams of her Uncle Lamb.

 

In January of 1939, on the cusp of war, they start gathering doctors and nurses, taking  them to the ports ready to head to France. Frank went with her to the train station. Before she climbs onboard, he slips a ring on her finger.

 

“A promise ring, Claire. A promise that, when you return, we will be married.”

 

Internally, she is rolling her eyes. He isn’t the man for her but, right now, he is the only person in her life. She enters the train and a whole new world.

 

Getting to France was easier then they thought, as the Nazis had yet to start bombing the coastlines.

 

Once they arrived in La Herve, they debarked the boats and were sent by trucks towards the new hospitals that are being set up to attend to British and French wounded.

[eurekq]

Anyways here is the official gofundme set up by sonya masseys surviving family if you have the ability to give her family real tangible support

[greentrickster]

Daughter of fantasy villains decides to rebel against her parents by actually going through with her arranged marriage to a local golden retriever of a prince instead of running off with some local villain-to-be or conquering said golden retriever’s kingdom and ruling it solo like her parents expect her to. Plus, sue her, she’s into the clean-cut earnest look.

At the same time, local prince charming discovers that he’s actually very into the gothic fiance his parents have landed him with in order to try and establish peace with the local evil lair down the lane, he would never have guessed a spiderweb pattern could look so fetching on a ball gown...?

Meanwhile, two pairs of parents in a tizzy because they both expected their offspring to whole-heartedly reject this union and give them an excuse to conquer their goody-two-shoes/evil neighbours, they’re not supposed to actually like each other-!

[perplexingly]

I took the text from Frankenstein: A New Musical

[zephyrine-gale]

sunday

[jodielandons]

Remember The Blind Side starring Sandra Bullock? The movie showed how a kid who had an extremely rough upbringing got help from the family of a school friend, found success in football and ultimately ended up being adopted by the family. Turns out he was never adopted.

Michael Oher says that he was tricked by the Tuohy family into signing documents that made them his conservators. Since he was already 18 at the time the family told him, “that it means pretty much the exact same thing as 'adoptive parents,' but that the laws were just written in a way that took [his] age into account.”

Oher also says that papers were signed so that his story and likeness were given away for free to use in The Blind Side. He also never got a single royalty check for the hugely successful, Oscar nominated film in the 14 years since its release.

[neutral-towards-mindmaps]

can't stop thinking about tamsyn muir's choice to present her deep, morally and politically complex science fantasy world with a central web of magic, secrets and lies reaching back ten thousand years through the eyes of three characters who:

1. tune out and start thinking about hot women whenever the magic system or worldbuilding are being explained

2. experience hallucinations on a daily basis, have brain damage and are being deceived and misled by their peers, authority figures, themselves and God

3. don't know who they are, have spent their entire life in one place and are, on all levels but physical, six months old

[raynewolferune]

DC x DP Prompt: Bruce is bad at emoting but at least ghosts are empathic (too bad bat kids are not)

Was reading Twincognito on AO3 when I stumbled across this gem again:

~

" “Danny, Tim. I was just…checking in. Is everything alright?” Curse his inability to make meaningful conversation when it wasn’t a life or death situation.

They glanced at each other and shrugged.

Then Danny hauled himself out of the bed and walked over to Bruce.

Bruce tried not to let too much excitement show on his face. "

~

Now I really want to read a story where Bruce adopts Danny post Meta trafficking and is being his usual emotionally constipated self. His kids keep getting mad at him because he's treating their new meta brother who was trafficked poorly (generally being stilted in conversation with him, walking away hurriedly mid-conversation, avoiding Danny when he's feeling really awkward, etc). They think Bruce is discriminating against Danny for being a civilian, meta, dealer's pick, but really it's just Bruce being horribly socially awkward. Danny knows this because of ghost empathy and find the whole thing hilarious. The whole thing comes to a head with the Bat Kids staging an intervention in the Bat Cave.

[versias]

The Joker is Dead (and always has been)

Danny is attending Gotham U and gets caught up in a Joker escapade and realizes the clown is, in fact, a ghost.

Suddenly everything makes an insane amount of sense: the fact that no one has killed a psycho with seemingly human-normal abilities yet, that Arkham can’t keep him for more than a week, the obsessive behavior, the appearance.

Honestly, Danny should have clocked this before he even met the spook.

And Danny doesn’t want to step on any toes, really. The Bat and the Joker have A Thing going on. But, the Batman just isn’t equipped to really put a ghost away. No wonder there’s a breakout from Arkham every couple of months. How many other Gotham rogues are obsessive ghosts haunting the city?

Joker doesn’t display any of the usual ghost powers he associates with his own “rogues”—who’ve really become more like unwanted relatives over the years what with their dropping in uninvited, making a mess, and then ditching before they had to help clean.

It strikes Danny, as he’s being tied up by the clown-costumed goons, that maybe the Joker doesn’t know.

Huh.

How does he broach the topic in a sensitive way?

“Hey, uh. Not to be rude but… You know you’re dead, right?”

Danny winces. Not like that, probably.

The Clown Prince of Crime stops in front of him, the crazed light in his eyes dimmed slightly by confusion. He glances back and forth between Danny and the students around him who are shying away from their insane classmate. (Which is. Fair.)

A menacing giggle warbles from the specter’s throat. He leans into Danny’s bubble, that eerie grin stretching somehow wider.

“Ohhhh really?” The clown draws it out and Danny can hear the crackle of static in the high notes. Honestly. How did no one figure this out before? “And are you gonna kill me, hmm? Have I got a widdle hero in my bait tank?”

“No, no, I mean, it’s not… you’re not… like? You’re not alive,” Danny rambles, trying to clarify and failing utterly. “You’re already dead.”

The Joker tilts his head, eyes dilating and glowing toxic green. He considers what Danny said, then throws his head back and cackles like a hyena.

The ghost doubles over, even, laughing so hard it sounds like he’s gonna bust something. He puts a white-gloved hand on Danny’s shoulder for support and squeezes, just shy of hurting.

After an uncomfortably long moment, the ghost wipes imaginary tears out of his eyes and pats Danny on the back so hard he stumbles and falls to his knee.

“You’re a riot, kid! If I didn’t have a date already planned…”

He trails off and ambles away, still chuckling and muttering to himself. “And they say I’m crazy! Wait til Bats hears about this!”

Danny watches him go, despondent.

It’s always harder when they don’t know.

This is gonna be a mess.

[rubyfunkey]

The Rehabilitation of Death by @bamsara

didnt have time to clean this like i wanted but i needed to get this scene out of my head desperately. im good now

[ruporas]

trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Gregory has it best out of the new FNAF protagonists..

[teaboot]

When I was a kid, I regularly lost reading privileges for "having an attitude" and "acting out".

It wasn't as simple as being told not to read during other activities- one of the first times it happened, I remember being six years old, watching my stepfather pull fistfuls of books off my bookshelf and throw them to the floor in a heaping mess while I cried and asked him to stop.

It was weird. Every other adult I knew described me as exceptionally well-behaved, but at home, it was the opposite, and it was blamed on "learning bad habits from that shit you're reading".

Because I couldn't read at home, I spent all my free time at school in the library, reading with my friends.

When I grew up and moved away, I realized that my family life was toxic and abusive, and the "attitudes" I was being punished for were standing up for myself, standing up for my younger siblings, and resisting actual, real-life psychological abuse. Because I'd learned from what I'd read that my family wasn't normal, not like my parents said it was, and in my stories, the heroes were the people who spoke out when it was hard to.

It is insane to me that there are students right now who can't access books. It is insane that books are being outlawed. It is perverse that we are stealing away an entire generation's ability to contextualize their lives, to learn about the world around them, to develop critical thinking skills and express themselves and feel connected to the world or escape from it, whatever and whenever and however they need.

That is not how you raise a compassionate, thoughtful, powerful society.

That's how you process cattle.

It's fucking disgusting.

[sher-ee]

Fred Trump also describes a phone call he had with Donald about funding to support medical care for his son, William, who is disabled.

“I don’t know,” Trump allegedly told his nephew. “He doesn’t recognize you. Maybe you should just let him die and move down to Florida.”

Read here ⬆️

[ruubesz-draws]

Showing off the babies

(I watched Ultraman Rising! It was good!)

Bonus:

From this

[egophiliac]

WAIT when did he get FANGS