#not that hamiltons bad jus like

[theproblemcallednight]

we have to analyze hamilton songs for our history assignment. hamilton songs.

[valyrfia]

i was thinking about the drivers who don’t have a wdc yet and are most likely to win one in the next 5 years with their current team and this is what i came up with re - their chances:

1. charles - i think his best chance to win his first is 2025. now inarguably, ferrari is the team which has the most left to gain from these set of regulations. they have made some absolutely stupid development choices and still they are pretty competitive? if the rumors are true and they are switching their suspension for next year, it should gear the car balance more towards charles and and that’s all he needs to win races consistently. and i don’t think lewis would instantly be comfortable enough in a new team to contend for the championship (i might be wrong) but charles is the ferrari man.

2. george - my intuition is that mercedes is going to nail the 2026 regulations. and purely that’s why george is probably winning the championship in 2026. he mostly won’t get intense competition from kimi until atleast his 3rd year in f1 just because he is still so young. and max is not leaving red bull before 2026 because switching teams before regulations change would be stupid.

3. lando - now this is where it gets interesting. maybe i don’t really like the guy too much but imo his best chance to win a wdc is 2024. mclaren have a significant pace advantage over the rest rn but it’s not going to stay that way. they will hit a development ceiling and teams will converge. and i think mclaren are going to implement team orders to help lando this year and just because oscar is still in his 2nd season and a little further away from lando in points, he will have to oblige. but this is mostly the last year lando will have that advantage over oscar and unless one of them switch teams, none of them are winning a wdc.

4. oscar - i see him winning a wdc after 2026. now i don’t know out of him and lando, who is leaving the team but i am sure one of them is going to red bull in the future.

i haven’t taken aston martin and newey into account here yet because there are just too many unknowns in that team right now. but somehow i have the feeling they are not going to cook as everyone is expecting them to.

sorry this is so long but i thought since you love hypotheticals you might have some thoughts on this!

I agree with this analysis! Ferrari haven't actually been that bad this time round with the regulations, and while I'm sure they're also looking to nail 2026, they've been vocal about aiming for 2025 with the arrival of Lewis. It will be interesting to see how Ferrari might handle Charles being the one with the championship charge considering their other driver is Lewis Hamilton though...they don't have the best track record with team orders as is.

I agree that Toto is putting all his willpower into the 2026 regulations, however I'm not sure this will mean Merc will win in 2026 necessarily, considering Ferrari are focusing on the same thing. I think Merc will jump back up the field again (since I would probably place as the 4th fastest car in this set of regulations). I also think there's a high possibility that politics at Merc will start to go bad, fast. Toto's made it clear that he wants Max, and if Kimi performs well George could be in real danger. I think Toto will be backing Kimi for WDC contention from 2026 onwards (hence why he wanted him in the car for 2025), so I unfortunately don't see George winning a WDC with Mercedes.

Lando is interesting, because I think there's a good chance that if he gets a WDC, he'll pull a Nico Rosberg and retire from F1 and focus on Quadrant and other pursuits. I get the feeling especially in the last year that F1 is bringing him far more grief than joy, and the massive backlash hasn't helped. I think this is his best year to win that WDC–Andrea Stella wants the future of McLaren to be Oscar and has made that quite clear, and I don't see them choosing him to be their championship contender in the future after this year just from the perspective of "well we tried that, it didn't work". If Lando doesn't win this year, I think he'll stick around for a few more years and maybe even move to Red Bull if Max moves to Mercedes, but I think this might be his clearest chance at the WDC. Especially if the rumours about team orders are true– if McLaren are front of the field again next year, they're giving Oscar priority. I actually DON'T think this is entirely fair–if a decision like this was to be made essentially trading off Lando's WDC chance next year, it needed to be made before the summer break since that points deficit to Max gets harder and harder to overcome with each passing race. But I agree, this is Lando's best shot at it.

Oscar might be a possibility for next year (again if the team orders rumours are true), but we've seen him not be able to beat Charles (who would likely be another title contender) for the last couple of races despite Charles being in a far worse car. So, I would think it's more likely that Oscar fights Charles for future titles once Charles has a WDC, or Oscar is fighting the Mercedes that is being built around Kimi Antonelli. I don't think Oscar will go to Red Bull purely because of Mark Webber–I think Lando is more likely at this point to get pushed out of McLaren.

I will add two things: first I don't think we need to worry about Aston and Newey. This is Newey's retirement project and while I can see Aston improving (and maybe even getting Fernando Alonso a race win), they won't be title contenders. Second, Max Verstappen is a wildcard still. Either he retires soon, or for all the talk of retirement when he was dominating, losing that top step has turned the hunt back on in him and he will want to fight for another WDC after 2024. I can see him moving to Mercedes, or if Lewis ends his Ferrari contract early (as I suspect he might), moving to Ferrari. Heavy on the Ferrari especially, considering Charles has said he'd have Max as a teammate, Fred is obviously deranged enough to go with two n1 drivers as a driver pairing, Max has a personal Michael Schumacher connection, and Ferrari have a history of wanting WDCs in their seats.

[mbappebby]

Legacy || Seven

Jude Bellingham x Luna Hamilton (OC)

Summary: Luna gets in a bad crash, Jude isn’t there and starts to fear for the worst..

Requested: Yes, by anonymous: Luna get into the a bad crash while Jude is watching with the England squad and he gets worried as he isn’t there in the paddock. Also, by anonymous: Hey! Can you do one where Luna gets into a pretty bad crash and Jude gets all worried as he’s watching as he isn’t at the track, Lewis eventually calls him to tell him that you will be alright x

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“You going to watch the Grand Prix today, bro?” Trent asked as they were walking back inside after training. “Is that even a question?” Jude replied. “I’ll be there too!” Reece said.

“What you guys going to watch?” Marcus asked. “The Italian Grand Prix” Trent told him. “Awh, Jude is supporting his girlfriend” Jadon teased. “Shut up man” Jude mumbled.

“Where is she starting?” Declan asked as most of the boys were in the chill out room now. “P2, Lewis in front and Max behind” Jude added as they all their eyes to the TV.

“Luna, P2 start today. Hoping to keep that position or maybe even go for the win?”

“I’m hoping too, need to beat my dad but hopefully. But you know, starting front row is always amazing so just want to keep that position or maybe go for the win”

“Thank you Lu, good luck today!”

“Thank you!”

“Have you met Lewis?” Trent asked. “Yeah, multiple times” Jude replied. “Bro, imagining have Lewis Hamilton as a father in law” Mason added.

“Jude doesn’t have to imagine it” Marcus said. “That’s crazy, don’t break her heart or you will be dead within seconds” Jesse added.

“All the drivers to be after you” Bukayo said. “I already know, they all gave me a talk when I went to a race not long ago” Jude told them as the race had started.

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“—Oh oh, that’s an awful crash there, Luna Hamilton is still in that car that is upside down..”

“It’s obvious a red flag but my gosh, that was awful to watch. She couldn’t go anywhere, she was pushed and her car flipped over a few times and still flipped over now..”

“We will tell you information when we get it, let’s just all pray that Luna is okay”

LH44: “Please, tell me that she is alright..”

GR63: “Is she okay?!”

CL16: “That’s a big one guys, is she okay?”

MV1: “That was Lu, right? Is she alright?!”

LN4: “Please tell me she’s okay..”

SV5: “Is Lu okay?!”

“All the drivers are desperate to know if Luna is alright as all the radio messages come in, I wouldn't be able to describe to you how Lewis is feeling after seeing his daughter crash like that.."

Cameras panned onto Lewis who has his face his hands, a lot of the Mercedes team was trying to comfort him.

Lewis pushed passed the cameras and made his way to the Mclaren garage. The team gave him a faint smiles and patted his shoulders. “Any information?” Lewis asked.

“Her radio was damage, can’t get anything out of her” His daughter’s race engineer said as Lewis kept looking at the screens.

Soon enough everyone was back in the pit lane and hoping that they would get information on Luna soon. All the boys thought her as a younger sister, they couldn’t lose her like this…

Lewis couldn’t lose his daughter like this either..

The cheers from the crowd made all the boys look up to the screens, Luna was out of the car and hopping on one leg over to the ambulance.

Luna gave the camera a thumbs up before the ambulance doors were closed behind her. Lewis let out a sigh of relief as quite of a lot of the drivers came over and hugged him.

“Luna giving a camera a thumbs up there, I think all of us can breathe now knowing that she is okay. A lot of the drivers there, coming over to hug Lewis…how he has stayed this calm watching his daughter crash I won’t know”

“We give you the best of recovery Luna, we will hopefully see you back in the car soon. For now, we are all just so glad you are okay!”

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All the boys were shocked when they seen the crash, Jude was just staring at the TV hoping that he was see his girlfriend out of the car, but he hasn’t seen anything yet.

“She will be alright” Trent said. “How do you know that, man?!” Jude exclaimed as he walked out of the room. “I’ll go and check on him” Reece added as he left to follow Jude.

“I can’t imagine how Lewis must be feeling” Marcus said. “He’s has to get back in the car after his daughter crashed like that..” Mason added.

“How anyone of them can get back in the car after crashes like these happen I won’t know” Declan said. “They may cancel the race” Bukayo added.

After some time Jude and Reece came back into the room. Just in time, as on the screen Luna was out of the car and hopping her way to the ambulance.

She gave the camera a thumbs up before the doors or the ambulance closed. “Thank God..” Jude mumbled with a faint smile on his face.

“You can breathe now, she’s okay” Trent added as he gave the younger boy a squeeze on his shoulder. “Lewis is getting back in the car, after that?” Jadon asked.

“Lu would kill him, knowing she was the reason he didn’t continue the race. Lewis will win this for her, I’m telling you know” Jude said. “I’m sure he will, then he will most likely phone you when he gets any more information on Lu” Marcus added.

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lewishamilton: Today just shows all the dangers that come within the sport, knowing you have to you get back into the car after a crash like that happened. For me to get back in that car, knowing that it was daughter that crashed hit me was an unforgettable feeling. I didn’t want to go back out and race, but I knew that Lu would of killed me if I didn’t. That win was for her today. As a parent, you always want to know that your children are okay and safe. I didn’t know that today and it was a feeling I can’t explain..

An update on Lu, she is doing great and thanks everyone for all the kind and supporting messages she has received. She needs to stay in the hospital over night but should be out tomorrow. The only damage is that she has broken her leg, meaning she will be out for a few races but she will be back better than ever. We are going to take so time off social media, but thank you again for all the messages. See you all soon❤️🙏🏾

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lewishamilton I’ll call you later, she’s all okay you can breathe❤️

valtteribottas Happy your okay Lu!

k.mbappe Glad she’s okay man❤️

marcusrashford Thank God🙏🏾❤️

mclaren Thank you for the update Lewis!

charles_leclerc Lu, glad your okay sis

neymarjr 🙏🏾❤️

landonorris Thanks Lewis, happy your okay Lu!

georgerussell63 Happy she’s okay man❤️

maxverstappen1 Glad your alright, Lu!

danielricciardo Can’t imagine what you must have been feeling, glad she’s alright man!❤️

mercedesamgf1 Happy your okay lil Hamilton!

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“You scared the shit out of me, Lu” Jude said. “I’m sorry babe, I’m okay I promise I only broke my leg which won’t take long to recover” Luna said.

“I know, but still you scared me so much. I felt helpless as I couldn’t do anything” Jude added. “Oh, J. I don’t need to feel like that, I’m here ain’t I?” Luna replied.

“I know, go to sleep now and relax” Jude added. “I will, dad will text you in the morning. I love you, J” Luna said. “Okay, love you too Lu” Jude added.

She was okay.

[spookyvenuswrites777]

Yandere Prince Jotaro × Princess reader. 

⚠️ warning: I want you to know I'm not a native English speaker, so I apologize in advance for my bad grammar and all the other things.

🍓The song I listened to while I was writing: wait for it, from Hamilton the musical and Apex predator from the mean girls musical. 

I'm sorry but this time for historical accuracy (not too much because we're going to talk about Russia and other nations, Sweden and the history are not so historically accurate, sorry I tried my best because I love the victorian era.) we need a female reader, I hope all of you don't mind. 

⚠️B.I.T.C.H entertainment wants you to comprehend this place is slightly safe, but don't lower your guard. The corrupt will find you☢️

This story contains: 

Forced marriage and mention of war. Nothing more, because this is the part one maybe this part is more soft. Oh, I forgot, this story have clearly mentions of obsesion.

It's the 1880's and Jotaro is the Prince of Russia (the future emperor), born in another country, but his grandfather needed an heir for his nation, so his daughter Holly has to send her first son Jotaro to Russia. 

But this history is about you. 

You were born 2 years after your big brother Kakyoin, he's the future king from Sweden and you're his little sister, but everyone knows when a girl is born at that time, that was a humiliation for the family because you have to marry a man who can keep you in comfort for the rest of your days and that means since you are a princess, you will marry a man of lower rank.

Your mother is the type of woman who constantly is searching for perfection, and because you're the little girl, she always put so much pressure on you, but your brother and your father are always by your side, making you "the little girl" when you turned 15, one of the biggest balls in the entire kingdom of Sweden was held, your brother, who has always taken care of you, was crying with happiness.

But as is almost known, the celebration of the 15 is a dance where you must find a man to marry. 

Prince Jotaro and his Grandfather Joseph were invited, Jotaro knows your brother because of these reunions to make peace in the two nations (and they both are good friends), but he's never seen you in his life until that day, the day when your life changed, for good or bad… 

—"Prince Jotaro" 

—"Prince Noriaki" 

—"It's a pleasure to see you again. Oh, apologies I ignored the appointment of this reunion, let me introduce you to my little sister," — He takes a step aside and lets you meet the man, who doesn't look so friendly. He looks at you impressed but you see it as an impression of disgust.

—"It's a pleasure to meet you, prince Jotaro," —You smile a little nervous and he takes your hand and puts it close to his nose and lips like a cordial expression, but he doesn't say anything, your brother looks at your face, so worried after he looks at the face his close friend, his cold eyes looking at you with hunger, but you're so naive to notice and you were nervous about meeting him because your mother ordered you to be a good girl because if you make a bad move, Sweden will fall in ashes and all will be your fault. Noriaki takes the words.

—"Do you want to see our garden? I told my father to put a Russian look" —Your brother looks so nervous and you can't understand what is happening.

—"That sounds good" — Jotaro's response sounds so low and frigid, Noriaki takes him and goes away with him seeing how they leave you behind with all that confusion, but you take another way and start to attend to the guest. 

The Duke is the most beautiful man in all of Sweden after your brother of course and is the first man to start to speak with you, the night you see your brother trying to distract the prince and maintain him away from you, your mother takes you by the arm and takes you to an empty room in the palace.

—"What is your brother doing?!" — she looks angry, and you don't have a good response, so you take a deep breath and tell the truth. 

—"I don't know, he...  He just took him away from me after we meet each other, he looked at me like… I'm the worst thing in the world" —Your mother gets angry and she just takes a deep breath and starts to see you from the head of the feet. 

—"You look like the usual but more gorgeous… You look like the most beautiful girl in all of Sweden" —She looks so angry about all of this and the only thing you can do is see her with worry. Maybe Sweden is going to burn in ashes because of you, and that's not good your salvation was the people screaming your name and searching for you because the opera is going to start, yes, you like the arts mostly the opera and theater, —"Ok, we're going to talk about this later," —You and her go to the ballroom as quickly as possible, everyone gets you to the first line with your brother to enjoy the opera as much as possible. 

3 days after the celebrations the court was happy for days, and the Russians stayed for longer. Because your brother got married to the daughter of the Duchess, he looked so happy with her and she looked so happy with him, after all, you see them both grow up together. You always ended up making glances with the prince every time you walked through some corridors. You both made a slight bow and you continued, but he... He stayed there watching you walk, with a weird smile and your brother doesn't like it. 

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—"Jotaro please, don't look at my sister like she where one of those Russian girls" 

—"Who said I'm looking at her like that??!!" 

—"Just, stay away from her, I don't want a tragedy"           —Jotaro gives him a little laugh more like a sigh. —"Your sister is going to grow up, you can't maintain her under control for so long"

—"I can maintain her away from you, I don't want to see her in big trouble like is being married to you, I can be guaranteed is like hell because of all your last wives" 

—"Watch your words, remember I can make all of Sweden fall in ashes if I wanted"     —Jotaro takes his way to his room leaving Noriaki so worried and terrified. 

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The King of Sweden gets sick, and the only thing your mother can do is cry and pry, Noriaki in another way is talking with Jotaro. 

—"I appreciate your words of consolation, I'm glad you are my best friend"          —Jotaro smiled at him and the only thing he said was… 

—"Well I feel sorry for your father, after all, he is a good king, truly I can say, he is the best king I ever meet... But if he doesn't survive, the relationship between our countries can fall apart. Maybe we need more peaceful relationships between our countries, why you don't start telling me about your sister"

You pass by his side and just make a little reverence, you look so sad, the tears running down your cheeks when he notices he leaves your brother behind to go with you, you sit in the garden and grab one of your favorite flowers, he takes a seat by your side. 

—"He's going to be okay, just, try to make things easy for everyone"     —You turn your head aside to see him, you can't understand what he is talking about. 

—"Please, don't destroy Sweden, if that is what your Majesty is talking about, is the home of millions of people, and, is the home of my entire family"      —He takes your hand and kissed it, seeing through your eyes, you look scared and sad, you're crying for your father. 

—"I can't guarantee that, it all depends on you and your brother, mostly on your brother"     —He can't continue because your brother interrupts. 

—"Our father is calling for you, go and talk with him"     —You see the man by your side and smile a little just to get up and run inside the palace. Jotaro just sees Noriaki a little angry.      —"I told you, my sister is too young for your games, so don't even try to think about her" 

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—"My little girl, someday you will marry a man, please make sure he's capable of keeping you in comfort for the rest of your days and… Don't take too seriously your mother she is capable to force you to marry the enemy just to get the things perfect" 

—"Dad I don't want to talk about it at this moment" 

—"This is the moment, maybe tomorrow I'm not going to stay for seeing who is going to be the lucky one who's going to marry my little girl. But I know your brother is going to do the best he can to get sure of your marriage with a good man"              —You look at him a little sad knowing your brother has really big problems. 

The only thing his wife does is, stay in the library and study all the rules of the kingdom, something good because he needs a good companion but you feel something is going to happen, a maid enters the room so panicked and she screams. 

—"Prince Noriaki is fighting with prince Jotaro!!"       —Your mother looks at you and tells you. 

—"Go and stop that kids' fight!! This will put our reputation in a bad situation"      —You see your father and take his hand and he smiles at you, you get up and run out of the room. 

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The King died weeks after the fight between the two princes, all of Sweden is in mourning but mostly the royal family after that Noriaki doesn't leave your side, he's always by your side hugging you and sometimes both of you broke into a cry, your mother is prepared to leave her position, but obviously, she prepared all the paperwork for five years in advance, she knows Noriaki is going to be in so many misfortunes. 

—"Your sister has to get married"

—"Mom I beg you to leave that stupid problem behind, we don't have time for search a husband at this time, we need to think about the funeral, the paperwork, and… The Coronation ceremony" 

—"Russia is getting more aggressive, it looks like you're not doing your best" 

—"Prince Jotaro is crazy, what we do doesn't matter to him, he's going to burn the kingdom in ashes if I low the guard" —He said remembering the last words of his father to him, the tears began to run down his cheeks. 

You can't even understand, it looks like you're the only one who doesn't know what is happening, sometimes you see prince Jotaro and he's always trying to know more about you, it looks like he's trying to take care of you, but he's a frigid expression makes you think he has something in mind, maybe find your trust and in the end, destroy all of Sweden… 

Your brother's wife looks angry seeing him being after you all the time but she understands so you both never fight about it.

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7 am you woke up because you heard your brother screaming things you can't understand, so you got up and ran to where you heard the screams. When you arrive you can find prince Jotaro and your brother. 

You get blush when noticing the prince looking at you. 

—"I'm sorry your majesty, but I can't stay calm if both of you don't explain what is occurring" 

—"Go to your room now!!"        —that was the only thing you could hear coming from your brother's lips, he looked very furious, the prince gave you a weird smile and spoke. 

—"Good morning princess, I can assure you look so amazing even if you just woke up"      —The only thing you can do is give him a little smile and a slight reverence, and go to your room. 

—"I told you, this friendship will become a nightmare if you keep trying to get my sister like a trophy, she's not a toy you can use and break" 

—"She's different, I'm not going to do that. And I told you if you keep putting up resistance the worst the things will end, you don't want your sister being kidnapped, or maybe your nation being destroyed… Everything, just to simply take your sister's hand"        —He smiles like a psycho, making his friend feel worse and he takes his way to the office where they were supposed to meet and talk about the peace between the countries. 

You heard about the prince going to his nation, so all your family was going to say goodbye when your turn comes, you smile at him and say a few words. 

—"It was a pleasure to meet you, thanks for staying with us. I hope you enjoyed all this time with us, perhaps all the things that happened"       —He takes your hand and kisses it. 

—"If it took a war to get to know us, then it was worth it."    —Your face gets red and you let out a little giggle, your brother doesn't like that but he has to maintain his friendly look. 

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You stay with your family mourning and staying calm, your brother starts to receive letters from Russia, letters that make him cry and he's trying to refuse something, he and his wife were always in discussions because of it. 

And things get worse when the Russians invaded a big part of the county, your brother and his wife look at you worried, Noriaki hugs you so tightly and he started to sleep with you and you can't even understand why is he holding a blade when he sleeps, guards started to protect all places close to your chamber. 

"I told you, young king, the more you refuse, the worse things get. You can do this peacefully or I can destroy all your beautiful Sweden… You can choose" 

Your brother doesn't have any option, he looks at you and hugs you crying, with the letter in his hands, you can't understand why the only thing you know is… All of these things are from Russian attacks. 

—"Please forgive me, our father is never going to do that for me, he could never forgive his son who broke his promise to him, but I can be comfortable with at least your forgiveness"            —He kissed your forehead and put more pressure on the hug.             —"let me make things easy, please, this is not your fault"  

—"Your majesty, his mother is calling for you. Ah, Princess, Your sister-in-law wants to stop by and talk to you"      —Noriaki gets up and gets out of the chamber, and you gave the signal to let your sister-in-law enter. When she entered the only thing she could speak was. 

—"I'm jealous, my husband is always behind you, and I know when your marriage comes, he can't even let you go" 

—"Don't worry about it, it's not something bad, I don't understand why he is acting like that, but, maybe is just security"     —She gets a seat in front of you, and with her crossed arms she says. 

—"Someday you will understand, and I hope you can handle all the pressure of being in your position. Maybe after the coronation, I can give you some presents, after all, you give me so many beautiful presents when I get married to your brother and you invited me to your tea parties when you were allowed to make some" 

—"It's the least I can give you, your majesty was a good friend when my brother needed it"         —You smile and she just smiles back at you. 

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"Prince Jotaro, I'm not happy responding to your letter, but we have no more option than to offer the hand of my sister to marry you. But please send your people after the coronation ceremony, I'll tell you everything you have to know about her in other letters, the only request I have is… 

When you get tired of her, send her back with us, I don't care about the reputation if we talk about my sister" 

Noriaki and his wife see each other, and she hugs him to give him some comfort, he kisses her cheek and just takes a pair of deep breaths trying to maintain calm and not scream. 

The days flew by… And the response arrived. 

"Prince Noriaki, I'm glad that you finally accepted. I'll be more than happy if you tell your sister about Russia, just to make sure she will be a good ruler for my empire, it doesn't mean that I'm not going to teach her about the rules, but it's useful to arrive with a little knowledge about the other nation." 

As soon as possible a letter from Jotaro arrives in your hands… But the day when the letter arrives was the day of the ceremony so you can't even read a few pages of your favorite book. Your brother and your sister-in-law were wearing white clothes beside you, you were wearing pastel pink at the request of your brother, and you didn't notice but your maids make your bags, everyone in the palace knows, except you. 

You searcharch with your sights in the ballroom for prince Jotaro but you see he isn't there, so you get worried that somehow your brother won't invite him because of the bad relationship they had lately.

Everyone looks happy, except for the royal family, Noriaki doesn't look happy, and his wife can't help, and yes, you were happy and you try to make your brother feel better. 

—"C'mon Noriaki you are the king now, and you will make things better for everyone, you have a good heart, don't make your wife feel sad"       —He hugs you with all his strength, and just takes a few deep breaths.           —"It's ok, I can assure you, papa is proud of you" 

—"No my little piece of cloud, dad is not proud of me, I'm sure about it"      —His wife hugs the both of you. She can be a little cold sometimes but she's in your eyes the best sister-in-law. 

—"Hey, let's go, we have to celebrate and dance, we don't want the people to suspect us"       —She said while playing with the hair of her brother, he looked at her with a little smile and took her hand just to get up and go to enjoy the party with you. 

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The night arrives and the last supper with you had begun, of course, which lowered the context of a more intimate celebration between the family and some close noble friends of the new king and queen.

Your brother gets up and raises his cup of wine. 

—"I want to make a…" —He just gets a little silence searching for the correct expressions. —"I would like to toast for the new Sweden that is going to raise with us, and for all the good things that are going to happen, me and my beautiful wife… Your queen wanted to make a better Sweden and see the future shine for the rest of eternity…"        —Noriaki sees you, and you look as always with your big smile and your innocent look, just like a piece of heaven, he smiles at you and keeps going with his words.      —"And…  I want to toast my sister who is going to get married to prince Jotaro and she will make stability between Sweden and Russia. She's making a big sacrifice for us, and is something that should be in all history books… She will be the queen of Russia someday"

Your sister-in-law takes your hand after seeing how your expression changes from happiness to horror, you can't understand what's occurring, but now you can barely understand why your brother always said your father is not going to forgive him and why he searches to maintain you secure and why… Why does the prince send you a letter, why does your brother always search for your forgiveness while he cries. You take the letter out of your pocket and open it, but you can't read it, because everyone claps, feeling inspired by the words of your brother, and the only thing you can do is put it again inside your pocket. 

—"Tonight she's going, so…   if someone wants to stay to say goodbye, it's more than welcomed"      —And now you feel like your world is going to fall apart, breaking on your head. You don't know what to do now, the only thing you know is the fact that this will be the last time you see your family.

And now… This is the moment when you request a part2

And I'm sorry that "toast" is not the correct word I searched for that but Google doesn't help this time.

[polyhexian]

Nate ranks every transformers thing ever

What:

- Eugenesis

i have no idea how i can ethically rank this as good or bad. its good. its bad. its canon. its fanfiction. it is what it is. dont read eugenesis. please read eugenesis.

God tier:

- Rescue bots

i am not joking. i am not memeing. rescue bots is the best thing to ever come out of the transformers franchise. its the only series to break the three season curse and get a fourth season. it has more episodes than any other series, over 100. it didn’t get cancelled because it wasn’t popular, it ended because they ran out of stories they wanted to tell. then they dropped a sequel series with TWO more seasons. they gave nicole duboc a mainline series for this.

- Mtmte/lost light

life changing. incredible. ruined my life. saved my life. jro is my enemy. jro is my best friend. jro is my dad. i met him once. i showed him my hard copy of eugenesis i paid 150 dollars for and had him sign it. he probably thinks im insane. he DID sign it tho. i think about whirl and cdrw every day of my life

- Cyberverse

I LOVE CYBERVERSE SO MUCH... I don't think any series has captured the pure unbridled chaos of the entire franchise so well. It has so many characters and all of them feel RIGHT. I love the art style. I Love this unhinged soundwave. I LOVE the fresh and interesting new ideas if brought to the table. Season 3 was incredible. The season 4 specials destroyed me. TARN??? TARN IS HERE???

- Rise of the Beasts

I think that Bumblebee is an objectively better film, I just had more fun watching ROTB lol

- Bumblebee movie

- Rescue bots academy

BABY GIRL MY BABY DAUGHTER BABY GIRL BABY BABY

- Earthspark

- Botbots

Yes I am in fact putting botbots this high. This show was so unrepentantly funny. The goof at the beginning show us like oooh space ENERGON crashed to earth the war... Anyway none of that matters lets go to the mall. That is SO funny. They did a chopping mall parody and a Hamilton parody. The protagonist is an unhinged megalomaniac burger.

- Beast wars

don't worry about the visuals you get used to them so fucking fast. beast wars is incredible. the storytelling has so much depth. tigatrons big episode about the cost of their war against the planet and defining what protecting the planet even means changed me. theres an entire episode about farting and rampage and depth charge wanna hate fuck SO bad its fucking unreal

- Recordicons

you WILL acknowledge david willis’s contribution to lgbt history and you WILL laugh at his very funny memes

Great tier:

- Transformers Prime

- Transformers Animated

waspy baby.....

- Idw shattered glass

IM UNHINGED ABOUT SG STARSCREAM AND SG STARFIRE IM ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED

- 86 movie (Bluray remaster)

-the five minutes at the end of earthrise when cog became the main character for some reason

This was the funniest shit I've ever seen. One of the worst most boring shitty tf shows I've sat through with characters I truly care nothing for suddenly lurched sideways as out of fucking nowhere and for no reason at all a random background character suddenly took over the plot and gave the most harrowing performance I've seen in awhile in this horrifically tragic death scene that had my jaw on the floor. And then we just moved on and never spoke of it again ckdhzhcjof. WHAT WAS THAT.... LITERALLY WHAT WAS THAT AND WHY DID THAT HAPPEN....

- Armada (the starscream and Optimus parts)

It is UNREAL how good the starscream and Optimus bits are in this show. When the rest of it is pretty terrible. I would say after starscream dies it's pretty meh but not outright bad, just sort of nothin. The first couple episodes tho are so funny because they're so bad they had no script and were all but ad-libbing the whole thing. They couldn't go two minutes without getting a characters name wrong. Incredible. Anyway this starscream is legendary for being such an interesting and dynamic character with the best design ever. And just like. The coolest character arc.

Okay but also just like do not watch this show in English. The English version is awful and it is More than just a dub!! The Japanese version was finished AFTER the American version despite being animated in Japan!! Because the show! Was not! Done!!! The Japanese version of the show is called micron legend and it's practically a different show. Do yourself a favor and watched micron legend subbed.

- Victory

STAR SABER IS MY DAD OK

also the plot hinges around the premise that current autobot commander star saber found a human infant floating through space and legally adopted him. That's incredible come on

- IDW windblade mini

saren stone could kill me with a brick and i would thank them

Good tier:

- Transformers RiD15 IDW comic

-Beast Wars 2 movie

- IDW2

- MMC mnemo/notif comic *

- Transformers go!

FUCK YEAH DRAGONS

- Funpub shattered glass

- Beast Wars uprising

DID YOU KNOW EJECT HAS A FUCKING SON?

Okay Tier:

- Wfc: Siege

- Zone

homosexual

- Challenge of the Go Bots *

Bad tier:

- The rest of IDW1

- G1

I'm not sorry for this. I don't like it. Boo

- Japanese headmasters

- Armada (the rest of it)

- Energon

- American headmasters

- Robotix *

im fucking unironically convinced when this flopped they just reused the plot for headmasters

- Wfc: earthrise

- Super god masterforce

- Beast wars 2

- Beast wars neo

- Beast machines

- RiD 2001

- 86 movie (pre bluray remaster)

- Cybertron

- Vanpires *

the wildest shit ive ever seen. ive watched every episode. imagine the cgi of beast wars season 1 with integrated live action. theres vampire cars and they "drain the gas from innocent cars" when cars??? not sentient???? the human children got irradiated and now they can turn into fucking horrible car beasts. why was this fucking made

- Bayverse

- Machinama’s Prime Wars

You know a series is bad when the first thing I want to complain about is the sound mixing

- Go-bots (transformers branded)

- Wfc: kingdom

Elite one my beloved I am so fucking sorry

Burn in hell tier:

- Rid15

Copaganda to rival paw patrol

- Exodus

This book called me a slur

- Hayato sakamoto’s Transformers Legends

- Kiss players

The worst thing transformers has ever done

??? (I still havent read/watched these) tier:

- Robot Masters

- Devastation

I played twenty minutes of this

- WfC

I’ve actually played a few hours of this but i got bored and didn’t finish so I don’t feel like i should rate it, but ultimately i just found it kind of generic and it didnt grab me

-FoC

-Wings Universe

-Unite Warriors

this is illustrated by hayato sakamoto and ive seen enough of like, the horny bathtub art and oversexualized female characters to assume its most likely shit tier, but i think he also brought breakdown back to life and canonized kobd? I do legitimately want to read this eventually

-Transtech

-Marvel comics

-GI Joe transformers crossover comics

-Dreamwave comics

-new energon universe image comic

-Q transformers

I have actually watched the subbed episodes of this but, there’s so few of them and its so clearly not intended for me since this is like a little silly flash cartoon specifically for japanese fans of transformers that its like, of course i dont really get the jokes or anything so even though i found this kind of boring i dont think its bad and i dont feel comfortable putting it on a tier

- TFP tie in games

- Bayverse tie in games

- Earth Wars

Energon enema though

- IDW MLP crossover

- Nezha

Nezha is lost media but it has toys and I have one so uhhhh I guess I'm acknowledging it theoretically exists

* don't act like this doesn't count, once you're deep enough to make a list ranking every transformers thing ever made you have to start counting this type of shit too

[graciehart]

💝-- jisbon x musicals (i would be thrilled if you could put some Sondheim on there, but also just go wild with what you love. also I use Spotify primarily)

fidajf;ajf i'd say you have no idea but i think you do know just how much joy (and pain) this brought me!! and i am using this to give my explanations for each song, enjoy. also, i don't know your preferred versions, but a lot of them are more recent recordings because my favorite people are in them hehe

this playlist is once again much longer than intended lmao so I'll be nice and put it under a read more

always starting over (if/then) - see the post gifset!

we do not belong together (sunday in the park with george) - yes I cheated and used some from our conversations hehe but you are right, peak 6b jisbon

no one is alone (into the woods) - "sometimes people leave you halfway through the woods. do not let it grieve you, no one leaves for good."

dyin' ain't so bad (bonnie & clyde) - "dyin' ain't so bad, not if you both go together." in particular, this reminds me a lot of Jane in various seasons/situations

what you mean to me (finding neverland) - "every word and every sentence doesn't seem to make a difference; nothing can explain just what you mean to me." you have no idea what you've meant to me..............

here i go (if/then) - "you know, deep down, I'm a coward—afraid to let you in. But the only thing more frightening is to say what might've been, so here I go."

dangerous to dream (frozen) - "I can't be what you expect of me and I'm not what I seem, but I would love to know you... is it dangerous to dream?" they're both such scaredy cats i love them

i've been (next to normal) - "all my fears just sit inside me, screaming to be heard." that line reminds me of jane, but this song applies to both of them in different ways.

i am the one (next to normal) - i truly feel this is peak jane/lisbon season one finale energy.

for good (wicked) - this one feels pretty self-explanatory

no good deed (wicked) - this is one I think of as a Jane song re: his wife and daughter and subsequent relationship with Lisbon. "Let all Oz be agreed, I'm wicked through and through—since I could not succeed, Fiyero, saving you, I promise no good deed will I attempt to do again."

i will never leave you (side show) - throwback to one of the worst days of my life where i listened to this on repeat for a six hour car ride lmaoooo but also, I adore this song, and I just love when songs like this aren't romantic because it speaks to the different kind of love that is present.

a change in me (beauty and the beast) - i feel like I'm putting a lot of Jane songs so this is my disclaimer that I love Lisbon with my whole heart my WHOLE HEART and it's just so unusual that I also love the lead male character lol (this one also feels pretty self-explanatory)

all i've ever known (hadestown) - Lisbon, Lisbon, Lisbon. (Jane as well in a pretty different way)

you matter to me (waitress) - i mean, this gifset explains it.

if i didn't believe in you (the last five years) - i can't put it on the playlist because it's spotify and i don't really know how, but particularly the pronoun showdown versions of this song remind me of Lisbon (although... without changing the pronouns LOL)

helpless (hamilton) - "now my life gets better every letter that you write me." do you know how much i sob every time i watch lisbon read those letters. do you. DO YOU!!!!

without you (rent) - this one specifically reminds me of the two years between 6x08 and 6x09.

falling slowly (once) - "you have suffered enough and warred with yourself; it's time that you won." this line is literally etched into my soul and applies to so many things.

halfway (reprise) (amélie) - "even though I am always halfway there," "I could meet you there halfway."

if i loved you (carousel) - "if I loved you, words wouldn't come in an easy way—round in circles I'd go! Longing to tell you, but afraid and shy, I'd let my golden chances pass me by."

unusual way (nine) - just... the whole song.

a quiet thing (flora the red menace) - jisbon + home.

heart of stone (six) - I had to get some Six in there. This one reminds me of Lisbon <3

people will say we're in love (oklahoma!) - are they wrong though? (no.)

as long as you're mine (wicked) - their 7x09 conversation 😭

promises (hadestown) - "I can't promise you fair sky above, can't promise you kind road below, but I'll walk beside you, love, any way the wind blows."

where do we go from here (amélie) - "but whatever happens, here we go."

[hiddenwashington]

@spellbcok said : Was that [JU JINGYI]? Oh no no, that was just [YANG CAIWEI], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [IN BLOSSOM]. They are [TWENTY-NINE] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.{ooc: violet, 25+, pst, she/her} *** and like alexander hamilton i can never be satisfied (w/ anya's fc at least) jfel;wa can i please change her to zoey deutch? and may i please reserve shen li from the legend of shen li?

accepted! welcome to washington d.c. yang caiwei [ju jungyi]! please send in your account within 24 hours! please be sure to take a look at the checklist now that you've arrived! we look forward to seeing you around the city!  **anya jenkins is now ayca aysin turan zoey deutch! **shen li is now reserved for violet until 4/25 at 1:57 pm est!

[mymegumi]

inspired by cass & rissie !! just a little reminder that i love you guys even if i don’t say it enough <3 tbh also these are not ordered at all, i’m jus looking at my following list 🥲

cass ↬ @aitarose :: hey stinky, i’m literally on a call with you rn and angela as i type this and you’re arguing over moblit for some reason. idk who this man is but i do know that i really adore you beyond words. you’re like another me and i like that i can be real with you and get an honest answer about what i say. you’re absolutely one of the most honest and erm.. not kind but real people and i just think it’s been a breath of fresh air being your friend.

angela ↬ @gellysticks :: hey bestie! i love you even though you have a p*ss kink and tbh i’m fine w it i guess. anyways, you’re one of the funniest people i’ve ever met and listening to you talk about tsukishima or hamilton is really funny. i love you even though you really grind my gears sometimes and i have to kill an angela dog when you won’t give me the good room :) regardless, talking to you is always a good time with you around and i love that about you.

lina ↬ @nekomabvc :: hey stinky, i am so sorry to start this on a negative note but wtf is your minecraft house 😄 that shit is WACK. anyways, lemme kiss you bc i love you and you’re absolutely one of my favorite people on this app. your humor is similar to mine and listening to you talk is so much fun. i like that we can just vibe on the call and relax without needing to talk or anything. you’re down to earth and i can’t wait to get closer hehe.

ly ↬ @kyotarou :: my little baka ��🖐 i love you so much, and you’re so fucking funny. some of the shit you say is out of pocket but it’s funny, and also bestie PLS do not play mc all days of the hours because that was so concerning. anyways i am so invested in your selfship lore and in all of the things you tell me. i am so happy we got close and i’m always willing to be your kyoken <3

aria ↬ @hikariakaashi :: my sweet angel idk how tf you put up w all of us. we’re literally insane. i love you so much and i’m so glad that you’re around to even all of us out. lemme kith you and make sure you’re always taken care of. even if the iwa angst you just posted wrecked me for some reason. anyways, i adore you and you’re definitely the akaashi to our bo & kuroo !

rissie ↬ @levbug :: my wittwe baby. you are so out of pocket all the time and y’know what, that shit vibes w me all the time. i absolutely love you and i cannot wait to continue bugging you and accepting your out of pocket asks all the time. you’re adorable and i cannot wait to talk to you again you sweetie.

soph ↬ @sophiashortcake :: soph. my oldest mutual on tumblr so far, i absolutely adore you and i cannot wait to meet you in person. you’re a wonderful friend and i couldn’t have asked for a better person to talk abt trampstamps with, and honestly, you could do so much better than gojo or tsukishima tbh. anyways, lemme kiss you and i just. i love you so much. there aren’t words that could describe how grateful i am to have met you and to have been able to get close with you.

nova ↬ @colossalnova :: miss nova! you’re so wonderful and i am so grateful soph introduced us and we were able to vibe so well when we got shoved into the group chat together. you’re the love of my life and i wish you were closer so we could kiss and be hot gfs instead of dating our yt boyfriends. i love you and i am so always going to be the one to beta your fics or even just run sprints at fucking midnight or one am. i love you always.

lex ↬ @hajimine :: bestie, i don’t even know how we got close but i am so grateful we did. i love you sosososo much and i’m so sorry we lost communication for a bit there and honestly, i’m grateful cause i don’t wanna lose you as a friend. you’re a wonderful person with a kind soul and it’s just so lovely to know we can be friends like this. you’re amazing and just such a perfect person in all the best ways. let me kith you over the phone when i can bc i’m bad at texting sighs.

jade ↬ @iwaizoom :: my hot alt gf, i love you sososo much, you’re so amazing. thank you for being there for me at three am to just talk and listen to me be sad and telling me to not listen to sad music. i’m still surprised that helped tbh. but anyways us chem majors must stick together and i know for a fact we’s be hot gfs. i love you sososo much and thank god for us getting close cause idk wtf i’d do without you. i love you always, miss jade, and let me kiss you when you can.

erika ↬ @honeykeigo :: i love you eri 🥺 i just wanted to let you know that you’re absolutely one of the kindest souls i’ve met on here. you are constantly reaching out and making sure that i know i’m loved in the disc server and i just. i always always appreciate it. you’re beyond kind and i just wanted to let you know that i see all the work you do for others and it makes my heart melt knowing that i can consider you a friend. please know i’m always here for you and i love you so so much.

thalia ↬ @wak4tosh1 :: MY SWEET COTTAGECORE WIFE. i love you so much. tbh idek how we became friends or how we continue to be so close but i’m not mad about it. you’re wonderful and kind and always accept my brainrots. i love you so much and i appreciate the fuck out of you and letting me scream in your inbox all the time. i am always gonna be happy you’re so welcoming and it makes my heart warm thinking about you. kithes and love to you, baby, you’re amazing.

[holdmyhopeinyourhands]

FIA: We think racism is bad

Lewis Hamilton: I'm wearing this shirt to fight against racism and to seek ju---

FIA: Whoa whoa whoa. What the... stop that! We never said anything about taking action against racism! That's like politics and stuff. We don't do politics here. Now, shake hands with Putin when you take first place please.

[theproblemcallednight]

Welcome to my chaos corner!!

I'm night!!! I'm a minor and use any and all pronouns!!! (excluding it/its)

I do art here, but i also reblog and post random shit bc im too lazy to make another blog lmao.

DNI rules apply here, no discrimination and such. also new accs put ur pronouns in ur bio or reblog a random post so ik ur not a bot :))

rest is under the cut :D

Currently rlly into bsd, but here are some other things im into!

bungo stray dogs

link click

genshin impact

avatar the last airbender

mha

hxh

naruto

one piece (kinda?)

jjk

hazbin hotel

hamilton

spy x family

alien stage

(bold is current hyperfixations)

also im reading crime and punishment and its been taking over my brain :)

i do take drawing requests, but i might take a bit to respond bc school :( also if the req is in a fandom i’m not familiar w i’ll take longer bc i research. the reqs r still very welcome tho :)))

Tagging system:

Art: #night does art

Ep reviews: #dahostcallednight

Ramble: #nighttime notes

Asks: #da hw answers

Crime and Punishment notes: #night and punishment

Vent: #night's tea kettle

u guys can ignore my vent posts tbh, i usually post those out of frustration.

if u happen to be my moot, know that i will hog ur notifs and like every post out of love <33

Also moots u can ask for my discord if u want :) Edit: your girl just created an insta so uh this is my @: theproblemcallednight

I like talking to ppl, so feel free to dm me/send asks! i like doing collabs as well, so im open to those! also i'm rlly bad at typing so u guys can call me out on any typos

Some warnings:

my art may contain gore/bright colors and other tw/cw, i usually dont tag those but if u want me to tag smth, lmk!

i do swear and sometimes talk abt heavier topics so don't follow if those things trigger/bother you

i will not draw/look at any nsfw or smut

MY BLOG IS NOT SPOILER FREE - i usually tag major spoilers on posts but reblogs may contain spoilers

again standard DNI rules, jus dont be a dick and we can be friends :D

yay i did the intro!! hope yall have a great day/night!!

[friiday-thirteenth]

guys im bored hear abt how i broke my arm. TW for broken bones, dissassociation, vomiting, drugs and needles. Also this is like. Therapy. Idk.

weird thing about it was that i was feeling intense happiness, because I’d just confirmed my classes for the next year and i was jsut. Really happy.

So i did this little twirly thing??? idk. Anyway, my ankle went out under my, i put my hand back and crack.

I know there was a definite seperation between the before and after of this. Like, the adrenaline made it feel like I was aware of everything.

After I fell, and after the crack, I stood up fast. I didn’t realise my wrist was fucked until I saw it - and it wasn’t a compound fracture, the skin was still unbroken. But it looked fucking nasty. It was supposed to be held straight, but the wrist was shifted.... up. And it was floppy, but I could control it if I wanted to be in immense amounts of pain.

I started walking over to my P.E. teacher. I said his name once, really loudly - and then he didn’t hear me, so I kept walking. I was cradling my wrist against my body at this point, and I just needed to move. It helped distract from my pain at that point.

When I reached him and he saw my wrist he was like fuck. He didn’t say it, but I could see it, and he said, “ Okay, we need to get you to the sickbay and call your parents.”

Okay, this happened before that when I was walking over. One of the people who was around me had walked beside me and was asking questions, and I straight up said, “Ruby, if you don’t walk away right now, I will either scream or burst into tears and scream, please go away.” I couldn’t handle anyone being near me.

Then when we were walking off the turf (where we were doing P.E. that day, as opposed to the gym.) one of the guys saw my arm and was like holy shit and I’m 99% sure I just looked at him with a really worried look. My face was going white I’m pretty sure, which is weird because I’m naturally flushed quite a lot of the time.

We had to walk up stairs. That fucking sucked. The pain was fine whenever it wasn’t jolting me, and we were walking fast, so you can imagine how I was trying to be very careful.

I’m 99% sure I was terrified that I was going to tip over again, and that would’ve hurt. I was just focusing on staying on my feet.

We got to the office/sickbay and they sat me down. I made myself get my retainer out of my mouth because it was.... foreign. I was going to - I’d say have a panic attack, but I’m not sure that’s the correct name for it - do something bad if I kept it in, because there was something already wrong with me and I just couldn’t handle it.

Also I asked if I could swear. Like, “Um, would it be okay if I, uh, swore?” and the person in there with me looked at me like wtf child and said i could.

Later, one of the teachers who’d walked by told me that they had no idea I had that filthy a mouth on me. Swearing helped a lot.

They made me put my wrist in this makeshift sling thing, which made me want to fucking cry. They sent someone to get my bag, and I told them to leave as soon as they’d gotten it, because I couldn’t handle any of my peers seeing my like that. probably because I felt extremely vulnerable.

I never swore at anyone. I can remember not wanting to, because I didn’t feel that they deserved it? Like, I didn’t want to take my pain out on them. Very strange.

They didn’t give me any panadol or nuramol or nurofen (pretty sure that isn’t how you spell it but eh). I can remember that, because they said that it might react badly to whatever drugs they gave me in the hospital.

When my mum got there, we went over to the car and I put my seatbelt on myself bc im independant like that, before I rolled my head back and scream-said to my mother to hurry up please I feel like I’m dying. Because she was talking to my teacher.

At that point I was being a melodramatic shit, because my pain level I think? was a four, unless I moved my arm, then it jolted into a six.

Anyway. I sung/murmured hamilton songs really fast as we drove the like, five minutes to the hospital because that helped distract me from the pain.

When we got to the hospital and the emergency room, we ended up waiting like 20 minutes which were all hell. My dad came at one point and I told mum he needed to leave because I couldn’t handle having him there. Not for any bad reasons, just that I fucking hated dealing with people and if I had to deal with him I’d cry.

I didn’t cry at any point during this, which was weird. I didn’t like that.

Someone gave me two panadol or something, which didn’t help in the least. They got mum to fill out an acc form - I can remember her asking me things. The pain was bad, like a constant throbbing that was there. I’m pretty sure I started not being there at some point during the time I was waiting. It was easier than dealing with it all, because there were people staring at me and my arm and I wanted to scream at them because none of them were as bad as me and why the fuck are you staring at me.

Anyway. When the nurse came - she was really nice - she got me into a room and to sit on a bed, and then we waited for what was maybe half an hour? There was an old guy dying or nearly dying in the room beside mine and I felt like.... weird because of it. It didn’t feel right, that he was dying.

When they got me a doctor - after me scaring the shit out of a nurse who I thought was a doctor  (i still cringe at the memory) - he ws really nice. He was wearing a haiwaiian shirt and was supposed to be going home, and I was quite lucky that they’d caught him as he was leaving.

They got me on some nitrous oxide to calm me down, or to take the pain away.

Now here’s where thigns get a little less linear, I think.

I can’t remember when they put the I.V. in, whether it was before or after the x-ray. The x-ray was hell, because they made me put my munted arm flat on the cold surface of whatever the fuck they were using for the xray. I had dropped the nitrous oxide tube thingy out of my mouth at that point.

The nitrous oxide was nice. It made me feel tired, and when the dude stuck the needle in my arm and then put the I.V. in, I didn’t care about it. I hadn’t been worried before, perse, just uncomfortable because of the whole broken wrist dealie.

Anyway. X-rays. They said I’d broken the tip off my radius. Then the I.V. Then they got an anathesiologist to come in and explain what was going to happen to me.

This whole time they’d explain exactly what they were going to do, because I asked. A lot. I needed to know what was happening so that then I would know what was going on and that was jus tme reiterating what I’d just said ahaha

Anyway. He explained the options, and in the end they decided to give me ketamine.

For those who don’t know, ketamine is a horse tranquilizer. Its also fucking nasty, coming back up from it.

Mum signed a waiver stating that the hospital wasn’t responsible if I died or something.

This was because, as they explained, ketamine shuts off a part of the brain. If too much of it is used, then you die because it shuts off your breathing, your heart, etc. They had shit that would stop that, if anything bad happened. They put electrodes on me at one point. At least, I think that’s what they were called.

They also might’ve upped the dosage, because what could’ve happened was that they fucked up setting my arm the first time, and they had to cut it out and redo it. If they’d redone it, I’d’ve had to go into theatre.

The whole time this was happening I was terrified I was going to out myself to my mum. I have an odd track record of saying weird shit randomly while I’m in pain.

Ketamine also takes you into a dreamland, which is why drug addicts can get addicted. You basically lucid dream, but way more intensely than normal, if you’ve ever ahd a lucid dream. Or it can take you into an absolutely hellish nightmare scape, if you aren’t thinking good things when you go under.

I had neither. I didn’t even know I’d gone under. What happpened was that they put the ketamine in the I.V., and a minute late I was out.

It felt like blinking. When I opened my eyes, it was like in movies where they blink and its a new scene each time.

Blink. They were moving me to the x-ray. My head ached. My eyes wouldn’t focus. Someone was talking about their car.

Blink. They were moving my arm.

Blink. They were moving me back to the room I’d been in.

Every time I moved my head, it just. It was on another side. I couldn’t focus my eyes for three quarters of an hour. I felt tired, and sleepy, and like shit.

Thye got me to sit up at one point. I nearly vomited. They gave me a pill. It was chalky and the taste was nasty.

When they got me to move from the bed to a chair, I vomited.

I hadn’t eaten for longer than six hours, at that point. It was bile coming up. It burnt my throat. I couldn’t stop.

When I forced myself to breathe again and stop vomiting, they gave me water and left me for a minute. They had people they needed to get in the room, I think, so I was trying to move. They got me into a chair in a bit that was in between the x-ray room and where I’d been. Mum talked with someone else who was there with her daughter.

The cast was big and white, because of the type of break. It was heavy and they put me in a sling when I left. I was able to walk straight. They’d been concerned I wouldn’t be. I’m pretty sure I thanked everyone who’d helped, if I saw them.

Mum took me to get subway. Then we went home.

My sibling had broken their arm around about a year and two weeks before I’d broken mine. Their’s had been the two bones in their lower arm. They’d had to go into theatre for it and have trauma around it. My parents won’t get them to go to therapy and they won’t go willingly

When I got home, they had a panic attack or some shit and started screaming at me when I was short at them. Fuck them for that.

I went into a room and started messaging my friends. i videocalled them and showed them my arm. i was acting all stupid and weird about it by being really silly and stuff. I didn’t feel like any of it was happening, even though I knew it was. At some point I found out I had the electrode thingies still on me. I pulled them off.

People were so concerned about me, it was weird. I ended up responding to them individually as opposed to not. Someone thought that it was a joke and that everyone was lying about it. I gave them a play-by-play and they believed it then.

Even weeks after it happened, it still felt vaguely not real. The first time I cried about it was seven days after, when I tried and failed to make homemade macaroni and cheese.

I learnt that the chunk of bone beside the wrist - the one down at the top of the ulna - had completely seperated from the rest of the bone.

All the wrist bones and muscles had pulled back, which was my wrist had been so weird.

Everyone who helped me was really nice. I’m glad that they were nice, because I got told later about doctors who were bitches and were in the emergency department. Also got told that ketamine was really fucking weird for them to be giving me.

I got prescribed Tramadol. Mum and dad wouldn’t let me take any of it. my sibling had been prescribed it when they’d broken their arm. they’d taken it. Apparently tramadol can put you in a depressive state.

i don’t know what would’ve happened to me if I’d taken it at that point. even before the arm my head was in a bad place. I’m better now though.

I pushed through the pain on panadol.

I broke my arm on a friday. saturday, sunday, I spent at home. Monday I went to school. Felt like passing out at some point.

Yeah, that’s basically what happened when I broke my arm

[enchantedlokii]

Field Trip

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: language

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, FRIDAY, Minor OC

Mentioned: Quentin Beck, May Parker, Thanos, Happy Hogan, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark, Bruce Banner

Every time Peter Parker went on a field trip, it ended with disaster. First there was the trip to Oscorp that ended with him being bitten by a spider and being sick all night before leaving him mutated. Then came the Decathlon trip to Washington D.C. where he got trapped in a fault and then proceeded to almost watch all his friends be killed by a falling elevator in the Washington Monument. Next was the trip that ended with him turning to dust and being dead for five years. And most recently, the summer vacation that ended with Mysterio attempting to kill him.

He could see why Tony was worried when Peter told him about the trip to Albany. It was a simple history trip, but with Peter’s history, anything could happen. Peter knew that. May knew that. It was possible that something could go wrong, but he couldn’t live in constant fear. “Things have been quiet since Mysterio,” Peter pressed, trying to ease Tony’s worries. “I’ll be fine.”

“I have good reason to worry that’s not true, Pete,” Tony sighed, rubbing his face. He was protective of Peter after everything that had happened. Peter could vividly remember him breaking down days after being home when May come to take Peter home. Because the boy had been gone for five years and he didn’t want to lose him again. It had took weeks to convince him that it was okay for Peter to go to Europe, and he had panicked when Happy got the call to pick him up in a tulip field because Mysterio had attempted to murder him via train. Peter had begged him to go home and let him take care of things, but that didn’t happen. That was the first time Tony had put the suit on since Thanos.

“I’ll be careful,” Peter promised, pressing into his side. They were on the couch, watching TV. It was late, and Pepper and Morgan had already gone to bed hours before. “I can take care of myself, you know. And I’ll have my suit if I need it.”

Eventually, Tony agreed that it was okay. Peter knew that realistically the man couldn’t stop him from going. He wasn’t his legal guardian. He wasn’t his parent. He couldn’t force him to stay home, but Peter would feel guilty going without his permission. Because there was an unspoken agreement that their bond wasn’t just that of a mentor and apprentice. Not anymore.

“Dude, you’re tense.” Ned’s comment snapped Peter from his thoughts. Truthfully, he was nervous. Sure, it was just to Albany. It wasn’t that far from home, and May or Tony or Happy could come pick him up if he needed them too, but there was a prickle of anxiety in his chest. “You good?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” Peter told him. “Just. . . You know, when it comes to field trips my life is sort of like the Magic School Bus. Something crazy happens every time.”

“Pretty sure it’s a lot different than the Magic School Bus,” MJ chuckled. She quietly slipped her hand into Peter’s and squeezed it once for reassurance. “Relax, Peter. Nothing bad is going to happen.”

And at first, everything was fine. The trip was amazing, actually. Peter wasn’t a big fan of history, but he did have a soft spot for the revolutionary period (courtesy of Hamilton) and there was a lot about that era in the city. By the time lunch came, he was glad that he had come. They were eating at the park, and he was about to text Tony and let him know everything was going smooth when he felt a tingling sensation in the back of his neck that warned him of danger. “Sh*t.”

“Uh oh,” Michelle muttered. “What is it?”

Peter shook his head, not sure where the threat was yet. Then he heard it; a speeding vehicle’s brakes locking up, the tires squealing as it came into view. Without a second thought, he jumped and ran forward to shield his classmates. He knew it would be suspicious when he survived the accident, but he couldn’t let anyone else get hurt.

“Peter!”

Peter barely heard MJ’s scream as the vehicle collided with his body. Pain spread through him, and he was sure that he cried out before the wind was knocked from his lungs. He fought to stay awake, but his vision blurred and before he knew it, everything faded to black.

Tony knew he shouldn’t have let Peter go on that d*mn trip. Every time. Every single f*cking time something like this happened.

He had gotten the call fifteen minutes ago that Peter was in a hospital in Albany in critical condition. Why? Because he jumped in front of a speeding car that threatened his classmates. He jumped in front of a car to save his classmates. Of course he did.

“FRIDAY, how much longer?” he huffed. Pepper had asked him to have Happy drive him, but he knew this was faster. He wasn’t going to wait almost three hours to see Peter when he was in the f*cking hospital. It wasn’t happening.

So when he got there and the nurses refused to let him in, he was furious. “I’m sorry, Sir. We can only let immediate family in at the moment,” the young woman told him. Her voice was kind and sympathetic, but he didn’t care.

“Excuse me?” his voice was close to a snarl. “You think we’re not family just because I’m not on his birth certificate?” The woman started to speak, but he cut her off. “How dare you refuse to let me see my son?”

“Mr. Stark—”

“It will be at least three hours before any of his ‘real’ family can get here,” the ‘real’ tasted bitter as he spoke it. “I will not let him lay in a hospital bed alone for three hours before his aunt can get here. He’s my kid whether you like it or not.”

Tony pushed past her, twisting open Peter’s door and walking inside. He didn’t even stop to see if the nurse was following him. Maybe she would and would see that Peter wanted him there. Because he knew that Peter would want him there. He wouldn’t want to be alone when he’s hurt and away from home.

Peter glanced up as he heard Tony come in, a small smile growing on his face. There was pain in his eyes, and Tony realized that the pain medicine they gave him probably wore off within ten minutes with his spider metabolism. Still, he seemed alert, reaching a hand out as if asking him to come hold it. So Tony did just that. “Hey, Buddy. How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” he murmured. His words were slurred, and he silently hoped it was more from exhaustion than pain. “I’m jus’ tired.”

“Don’t lie to me, Kiddo. I can see you’re in pain,” he said gently. Bringing a hand to the kid’s forehead and brushing the hair out of his eyes. His skin was pale and cold, and he wished that he could pull him into a hug to warm him up. “Do you want me to tell someone? I can make them sign something and they won’t tell anyone.”

“No,” Peter said sharply, his eyes widening with fear. Ever since Mysterio, he was even more careful about his identity. They had learned that the man planned to reveal it to the world, and Peter had spiraled into a panic attack watching the video that they had found while hacking into his database. His identity had almost been revealed to the world. Not only that, but Mysterio planned to make him seem like a murderer. “‘M ‘kay, Dad.”

They were both quiet for a moment before it was obvious Peter realized what he had just said. His eyes widened and he struggled to sit up, hissing with pain. “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Stark. I didn’t mean— It was an accident. I—”

“Hey, hey, relax.” He put a hand on Peter’s shoulder, lowering him back to his pillow. “Not mad at ya, Kiddo. Did you not hear me out there with your super hearing?”

“I did but—”

“Then you know that it’s fine,” Tony interrupted. “But we can talk about that more later. Right now, you get some rest. I’m going to call Bruce and see if he can send something stronger for your pain when Happy brings May up, alright?”

“That’s not legal,” Peter mumbled. Still, there was a small grin on his face as he said it.

“Since when have I cared about what’s legal, Pete?” he asked, ruffling his hair gently. He knew that the kid was going to be fine, but he also knew he most likely had some sort of head injury; at least a concussion. He would hate to be too rough and end up making it worse. “Try to sleep.”

“Mkay,” he murmured, closing his eyes. His grip on Tony’s hand loosened a bit as he relaxed. “Thanks for comin’ so fast.”

“Anything for you, Spiderling,” he whispered.

Peter was quiet for a few moments, and Tony was sure he was asleep by now. He got his phone out to call Bruce when the boy shifted slightly, peeking his eyes up at him again. “Tony?”

“Yeah, Kid?”

“You really meant it?” he asked carefully. “When you said I was your kid?”

“I— I, yeah, um,” suddenly he worried that maybe Peter was implying that he didn’t want that. That he had took it too far. “Unless you don’t want me to say that. I would understand. It’s just— it’s been a long time for me and—”

Peter squeezed his hand to tell him to stop rambling and look at him. “‘S okay,” he told him, smiling before closing his eyes again. “Love you.”

Tony smiled and bent down to kiss the boy’s forehead. He almost cried as his smile grew and he seemed to relax in the bed. “Love you too, Pete.”

[toshootforthestars]

via Hamilton Nolan, posted 8 Oct 2020:

The defin­ing char­ac­ter­is­tic of the Repub­li­can Par­ty is a con­tempt for human life.

Or, stat­ed in a more busi­nesslike way, the view of human life as just anoth­er form of cap­i­tal, and not a par­tic­u­lar­ly valu­able one. This has been the case for gen­er­a­tions; the Trump admin­is­tra­tion has just offered a more obvi­ous and dis­tilled ver­sion of it.

For­tu­nate­ly, we live in a democ­ra­cy.

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, we live in a bro­ken democ­ra­cy.

The oppo­si­tion party’s approach is not, ​“We val­ue human life,” but rather, ​“We cal­cu­late the val­ue of cap­i­tal in a slight­ly more appeal­ing way!” Thus, giv­ing health care to peo­ple, stop­ping cli­mate change and cre­at­ing a just soci­ety are jus­ti­fied as mon­ey-sav­ing ideas, rather than as exis­ten­tial­ly nec­es­sary steps for our com­mon sur­vival. If you are not inspired by two insin­cere peo­ple argu­ing over the inter­pre­ta­tion of a prof­it-and-loss state­ment, you will nev­er be inspired by main­stream Amer­i­can politics.

Last night, the nation gath­ered anx­ious­ly for the most impor­tant polit­i­cal event of the day: The release of new data from the Fed­er­al Reserve show­ing that the 50 rich­est peo­ple in the coun­try now own as much wealth as the 165 mil­lion least rich peo­ple com­bined, and that the major­i­ty of stock mar­ket wealth is now owned by the top 1% of Amer­i­cans. The rich, believe it or not, are getting rich­er this year as usu­al, even as tens of mil­lions of Amer­i­cans slide into an abyss of pal­try and insuf­fi­cient unem­ploy­ment ben­e­fits that you can’t even get because the phone lines are over­whelmed. Inequal­i­ty was the worst prob­lem even before the pan­dem­ic — the prob­lem that is dis­solv­ing the Amer­i­can dream from with­in. The pan­dem­ic is mak­ing it worse. And, because the blissful con­tin­u­a­tion of life as usu­al for the rich insu­lates them from being forced to care about the pandemic’s eco­nom­ic effects, it also makes it far less like­ly that any­thing seri­ous will be done to mit­i­gate the crisis.

“My god — the bot­tom half of this coun­try owns less than 2% of the wealth,” mil­lions of Amer­i­cans gasped last night. ​“We came into this cri­sis with­out any eco­nom­ic safe­ty net. The shod­dy safe­ty net that the gov­ern­ment pro­vid­ed has proven to be inad­e­quate and dys­func­tion­al. And now, after crim­i­nal mis­man­age­ment of the pub­lic health response has pro­longed this pan­dem­ic and dev­as­tat­ed our econ­o­my, the Repub­li­cans have the gall, the sheer fuck you-ness, to walk away from pass­ing a relief bill before the elec­tion, a move that will con­sign mil­lions of us to suf­fer hor­ri­bly in pover­ty with no sup­port from our gov­ern­ment. Tru­ly, this is a moment that lays bare the cru­el moral bank­rupt­cy of the Repub­li­can phi­los­o­phy, in which human worth is appor­tioned accord­ing to how much peo­ple are able to donate to Repub­li­can cam­paign cof­fers, and every­one else is wel­come to die.”

Ha! No, of course instead peo­ple watched the vice pres­i­den­tial debate, in which the Demo­c­ra­t­ic can­di­date did not say any of this, but rather spent her time refus­ing to asso­ciate her­self with Medicare for All or the Green New Deal and insist­ing that Joe Biden would not lim­it frack­ing.

Incred­i­bly, the Demo­c­ra­t­ic Par­ty is choos­ing to stick with its tra­di­tion­al strat­e­gy of wedg­ing itself between the Repub­li­can Par­ty and the ​“mid­dle,” as defined by the beliefs of a fic­tion­al white sub­ur­ban fam­i­ly that exists only in the mind of Chris Cil­liz­za. The state of the world gets objec­tive­ly worse, but the par­ty that is supposed to be respon­si­ble for res­cu­ing us nev­er, ever changes.

[…]

Amer­i­ca is not kind to vision­ar­ies. In the busi­ness world they can get rich, but in the polit­i­cal world we tend to mar­gin­al­ize or assas­si­nate them, depend­ing on how both­er­some they become.

So even in a time of cri­sis, when a vision­ary is called for, we are stuck instead with Joe Biden and Kamala Har­ris, a relent­less­ly anti-vision­ary duo of traditionalists, who promise to get pow­er back from the mad­man in exchange for a col­lec­tive agree­ment not to upset the order of things too much.

What is on offer in this elec­tion is not a rev­o­lu­tion but a return to the base­line — a rewind to 2015, when all of the big, exis­ten­tial threats were the same, but the gov­ern­ment offered the promise of com­pe­tent rather than insane oper­a­tion. We are not offered a solu­tion, but rather a sense of nos­tal­gia, like a bunch of peo­ple who decid­ed their bro­ken arm wasn’t so bad after they were threat­ened with broken legs as well.

[clumsyclifford]

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i listened to him to see what ur dads taste was like lol. and ur very right he def has more of a troye sivan kinda vibe. i love musical theater in theory but i’ve really only listened to les mis and hamilton so i understand where ur coming from. and i didn’t even finish listening to that one song it was so bad. i’m working thru your recs right now !

oh hahdgjafgj pardonnez moi yeah hes just like...acoustic. chillin. i love musical theatre in practice and would be HAPPY to recommend some shows. even though i know thats not what you were saying but jus saying. i would. also very kind of you to work thru my recs even though i only rec’d artists despite specifically asking you to not do that hakfgjakldjf i am the world’s worst

[pilyarquitect]

Hamilton – Ducktales style Chapter 2 – Immediately or long play game?

Gyro and Fenton entered into the bar without being noticed at first, once there, the two arrived man saw immediately three interesting people. Fenton couldn’t stand to listen what those men were telling to each other.

The first person who talked was someone called Launchpad McQuack, an abolitionist who dreamed to end slavery and creates the first black battalion, very noble thought in Fenton’s opinion, next to Launchpad, there was Gladstone Gander, a Frenchman who wished to take down the monarchy in his own country, as well as help the American colonies shake off England. And the last but not the less important guy was someone called Donald Duck, Donald was a tailor who was sick of his position and wished to advance socially using the revolution.

Very noble dreams, thought Fenton, still standing next to Gyro. Suddenly, Launchpad saw Gyro and pointing at him, he said:

“Well, if it ain’t the prodigy of Princeton college!”

And then Donald exclaimed:

“Gyro Gearloose!”

“Give us a verse, drop some knowledge!” said Launchpad with a giant smile in his beak. Gyro looked at the three of them with narrowed eyes and he said then:

“Good luck with that: you’re takin’ a stand. You spit. I’m ‘a sit. We’ll see where we land”

“Boooo!” screamed Gladstone and Donald at the same time.

Launchpad shocked his head and sounding a little annoyed he said:

“Gearloose, the revolution’s imminent. What do you stall for?”

Fenton decided that it was a good moment to join the dialogue. Something that he did saying:

“If you stand for nothing, Gearloose, what’ll you fall for?”

Donald, Gladstone and Launchpad turned around and saw the arrived duck, and with confused voice, the three of them asked at the same time:

“Who are you?”

Fenton himself to the three new people he met, and he also explained to them his dream, his history, how he’s nothing, but he’s a brain and an unconsumable fire inside him that keeps him fighting. He told to these new people that he was determinate to make America be a colony that runs independently from Britain, Fenton showed his repulse against King Flintheart Glomgold and how he wanted that there was a revolution to get free of his chains.

Launchpad, Gladstone and Donald were greatly surprised with Fenton while the young duck continued explaining his dreams and aspirations:

“Don’t be shocked when your hist’ry book mentions me. I will lay down my life if it sets us free. Eventually, you’ll see my ascendancy, And I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey yo, I’m just like my country, I’m young, scrappy and hungry and I’m not throwing away my shot.”

Gladstone, Donald and Launchpad soon felt infected with Fenton’s enthusiasm, the four started to talk loud and loudly, totally careless about what would mean for them do that, all of them speaking about their dreams and how the revolution was the only way to fulfill them. they were sure that they’d be successful, and this only made them scream more than before. Their voices became so noisy that Gyro approached to them and with a little of alarm in his voice, he said to them:

“Geniuses, lower your voices. You keep out of trouble and you double your choices. I’m with you, but the situation is fraught. You’ve got to be carefully taught: If you talk, you’re gonna get shot!”

Fenton couldn’t believe that, how could Gyro be so careful? Didn’t he want to be free from the oppressive hands of king Glomgold? Why couldn’t he see that they’d to act now? Looking at the chicken, the recently arrived duck approached to him and pointing his new friends, he said:

“Gearloose, check what we got. Mister Gladstone, hard rock like Lancelot, I think your pants look hot, Launchpad, I like you a lot. Let’s hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin’ the pot... What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot, poppin’ a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not, a bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists? Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!”

Once again, all the presents looked at Fenton with surprised faces. The Young duck realized about that and feeling a little guilty, he admitted:

“Oh, am I talkin’ too loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth. I never had a group of friends before, I promise that I’ll make y’all proud”

Launchpad laughed noisy and he exclaimed:

“Let’s get this guy in front of a crowd”

All of them, except Gyro, shouted and cheered at Launchpad words. The four new friends continued singing and laughing all together. But, even that, even being absolutely happy for being found those amazing friends that shared their dreams, Fenton was also thinking for himself:

“I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory When’s it gonna get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it comin’, do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I’d live past twenty. Where I come from some get half as many. Ask anybody why we livin’ fast and we laugh, reach for a flask, we have to make this moment last, that’s plenty.”

He was really concerned that they not only need to think on the revolution, there were other things that needed to be considered, and this is how he explained that to the others:

“Scratch that, this is not a moment, it’s the movement where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went? Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand, we roll like Moses, claimin’ our promised land. And? If we win our independence? ‘Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants? I know the action in the street is excitin’, but Jesus, between all the bleedin’ ‘n fightin’ I’ve been readin’ ‘n writin’. We need to handle our financial situation. Are we a nation of states? What’s the state of our nation? I’m past patiently waitin’. I’m passionately smashin’ every expectation, every action’s an act of creation! I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow, for the first time, I’m thinkin’ past tomorrow”

Gladstone, Launchpad and Donald couldn’t say that Fenton wasn’t right, as a new nation that they pretended to be, they needed to think in their future. For that reason, Fenton’s words just made the three of them admire him more than before. The three of them were absolutely sure that Fenton would do amazing things and get his name in the story, all of them felt that he was a smart and a young man that had all his life and youth to fulfill his dreams and hopes.

The only one who seemed to not being enjoying this grateful time together, was Gyro who just sit apart looking how noisy the others were. The chicken looked his ‘new’ friend and while he heard his plans and ideas to get the revolution to a next level, he could just think if his friendship with him would be a good or a bad thing. In the short time he knew him, Fenton’d proved to be something that could be the best ally you’d have or the worst enemy you’d face in your live.

One thing was sure for Gyro, it’d be a good thing to keep an eye on Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera. Gyro sighed, slowly, the four young man seemed to calm.

Finally! The last thing that Gyro wanted was to have an unwanted attention on them before they could… do a movement for their land. As less as they talk, more difficult would be for their enemies to find out that they were… preparing something.

A couple hours later that Fenton and him got to this bar, gyro decided to leave. So standing up, he approached to the other four young man and said:

“Gentlemen, in spite of I’m enjoying this nice evening (obviously not), it’s time for me to leave, I suggest to you to do the same”

The other four guys faced soon became serious, like if they couldn’t believe that Gyro was thinking on leave. They seemed to be asking why? Standing up, Launchpad was the first who talked, saying:

“Oh, come on, Gearloose! Leaving so soon? You’re a totally party crasher!”

Gyro arched an eyebrow and with a mix of surprised and a little annoyed voice, he asked:

“Since when this is a party?”

Donald circled Fenton with his arm around his shoulders and obviously talking about him, he answered Gearloose question saying:

“Since you dear friend came here with this amazing guy”

Gyro looked at Fenton, who was looking at him too with a big smile in his beak. Seriously, what did the others saw in this guy? It was obvious that he was smarter and above all quieter than him. Such an excited character like Fenton's would only make him killed. In one word, Gyro was a hundred times better than Fenton.

The chicken sighed and talking with bored voice, he said to the others:

“I wouldn’t say he’s amazing, jus a young, excitable and unconscious duck”

The other four presents looked each other and they started to… laugh? Oh come on! What was wrong with them. Gladstone stood up and putting a hand on his shoulder, he said to the chicken:

“Oh Gyro you’re really fun when you say those things”

“Really? I wasn’t wanting that” answered Gearloose arching an eyebrow again.

Being the only one who didn’t talk yet, Fenton decided to say something in that moment, and what he said was:

“Please Gyro, do not leave yet, everything will be better if you stay here”

With longing eyes, Donald said then:

“Fenton’s right Gearloose, we admire your knowledge”

Gyro looked at him, but then, closing his eyes, the chicken sighed one last time and after that, he said:

“I appreciate your desire for me being here, but even being a successful man who graduate in two, a chicken still needs his rest. Also, I’ve other important things to do”

“More important than revolution?” asked Gladstone sitting again with the others.

Gyro looked at him and shrugging, he answered:

“Maybe, who knows?”

Just after say that, the chicken didn’t wait for another answer, he turned around and left the place. Gyro wouldn’t say that he was against the revolution, he obviously wasn’t, the matter was that those four young guys wanted to go extremely fast, a thing like this, where you’re risking your own life, has to be very well planned, if you don’t, you’d lose more than your life, you’d lose the chance to be free in the future, without talking about the retaliation that king Glomgold would take against the ones who dared to raise against him.

A revolution like this had to be very well planned or the consequences would be terrible. And another important thing entered here…

Money.

Without money you couldn’t do anything, it was well known that any movement, revolution, a conquer or whatever, needed financing, and this wasn’t easy to get. Fortunately, Gyro had some… contacts that would be useful. He knew that the Schuyler sisters, Daisy, Gandra and Webby, daughters of Duckworth Schuyler, without their father knowing that, loved to go to the downtown zone of New York just to see the guys at work.

In Gyro’s opinion, if he could earn one of the Schuyler sisters’ heart, he’d have solved his money issues, and he’d be a step close to make the revolution and more important, be able to win it.

Also, another thing that Gearloose knew he’d to do, was to put all his person under Scrooge McDuck service. The chicken was sure that this great and amazing duck who had his reputation justly earned.

So, in conclusion, in Gyro’s opinion, to be successful, he’d to be careful and sure about every movement he was about to make.

This was a long play game.

Hey there, I’m sorry it took so long to update a new chapter, I’m so sorry, my live become really busy, and I can’t barely find time to write anything. I hope you liked this chapter, as you can see, I’m basing the story on the musical but I’m filling in the spaces between the scenes.

I also love to imagine what are every character thinking in every moment, this helps me to figure out better how the scene works.

And the last point, I hope that you liked who I chose to be Mulligan, Lafayette and Laurens. And also, who I chose to be the father of the Schuyler sisters. The three sisters were in the list of the person who asked me to write this, I didn’t choose the three of them.

Okay I think I’ve said everything I wanted to say, just add that in the next chapter, more characters will appear. I really hope that this next chapter will arrive sooner that this one, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do that.

See you in the next chapter!

[sunshinepeter]

christmas eve car-rides

ao3

“Hey, Tony. It’s May.”

“As if I wouldn’t have my favorite aunt as a contact already.”

“Whatever. I am so sorry to call so close to the holidays, but I… Well, I kinda need a favor. And you still haven’t made up for the fact that you hid Peter’s Spider-Manning from me for such a long time, so you can’t say no unless you want to be seen as a real douche.”

“May, that was when he was fifteen. How many years ago? Four?”

“Tony.”

“Fine. What do you need?”

--

MIT and May’s apartment in Queens was an exact 3 hours and 17 minute drive.

As Tony pulled up outside the dorm building May informed him that Peter was in, Tony sighed, glancing at the clock and back at the door. Christmas Eve, and traffic was going to be a bitch. Tony was on the road from his own home at almost seven in the morning, and just arrived then, at almost noon. Which meant a stop for lunch before they even started going, and by one PM, the road was going to be awful.

But Tony couldn’t complain when he saw Peter Parker himself emerge from the dorm, inter coat wrapped tightly around him, timbs crunching snow beneath them, waving goodbye to someone else who had left the dorm. Tony was surprised to find people still at the dorms on Christmas Eve despite Peter.

Peter was supposed to get a flight out from Massachusetts the day before, but since the bad snow storm caused planes to be cancelled, couldn’t get onto another flight. And, May had to work until six that night, thus Tony Stark was picking Peter up for a mini road trip back to Queens, and back to Christmas.

“Hi!” Peter said as he opened the backseat and threw his duffel bag and backpack back there, before scurrying to get into the front seat. It had been a long time since the awkward teenager Peter Parker sat in the backseat while Happy or Tony was driving him. Now he shimmied down into the heated seat and smiled widely at Tony. “Thanks so much for driving all the way out here. I know it was probably really annoying and—”

“And completely worth it since I haven’t seen your chubby little college face since, what, October?”

“You literally saw me, like, two weeks ago, Mr. Stark.”

“But I didn’t see you, see you. Saying hi backstage for five minutes after a lecture? Not seeing you, kid.”

The kid smiled smally, buckling his seatbelt as they started driving, and instantly Tony broke the silence by saying, “I used to live there, in Next House when I was a kid here.”

They chatted aimlessly (Tony’s projects, Peter’s schoolwork, how much he misses Spider-Man patrol every night, etc.) until it was fifteen minutes later and Tony makes a sharp turn into McDonalds, which he would only allow on roadtrips.

Tony got a burger, fries, and a diet coke. Peter got an eight piece chicken nugget with a large fry and a kiddie meal cheeseburger and fries. And a vanilla milkshake.

“Look!” Peter held up the little toy that had come with it. Tony laughed openly, and Peter looked pleased with himself.

“So, besides schoolwork being a pain and missing Spider-Man, how are you adjusting to college?”

“Good. Boston is a lot slower than New York, but it’s still fun. My roommates are nice and all, but I still mostly hang out with Ned.”

“How’s Fred doing?” Tony asked, merging onto the highway.

“Ned is doing great, thanks.” Peter turned, looking out the window. From the major storm almost two days ago now, there were still piles of dirty snow piled on the side of the road. Some small snowflakes still fell softly around them, causing a gloomy grey atmosphere to surround them. Peter smiled to himself, breathing in deeply. The car smelled like Tony. He wasn’t sure what that exactly meant, it just did. It reminded him of his high school days, where he would spend days at a time with Tony, tagging along to science conferences, working in the lab, those few times he even stayed with Pepper and Tony. “How’s Morgan been?”

The three year old had a liking to Peter. Peter always babysat her when she was younger and he still lived near. She asked Tony on too many occasions if Peter was her brother.

“She’s good. Missing you a lot. Especially when you used to play with her upside down.”

Peter laughed, and nodded. “I miss her, too. Can I visit while I’m in New York?”

“I think Mor would be honestly offended if you didn’t, kid.”

Peter sipped his milkshake, still fiddling with the toy in his hand. Tony noticed his fingers had red nail polish chipping off them.

“When did you do that?” Tony reached over and grabbed his hand, examining the maroon. Peter pulled his hand back, self conscience.

“My roommates girlfriend did it one day while she waited for him to get back to the dorm. I didn’t really have a choice in the matter. Also nail polish remover smells super bad, especially someone who has intense smell.”

“It looks good.” Tony nodded.

“Thanks.”

The first hour was fine. A bit of traffic as they left the city, which was reasonable, but nevertheless okay.

Peter had, at some point in that first hour, plugged in his phone to charge and in doing so realized he could play music. So they were contentedly listening to Hamilton.

“How do you know all the words?” Tony asked, laughing as he watched Peter try to dance along (key word try) to the upbeat parts (it was him moving his head around and bouncing a little in his seat).

“Jus’ do. Listen to it too much, I guess.”

Two songs later, they were in a brief bumper to bumper traffic stop due to a crash, and Peter was furiously texting someone.

Tony suddenly felt like he couldn’t talk to the kid. It had been so long, and the kid had a new life in Massachusetts. The kid doesn’t need Tony anymore. Well, he never needed Tony in the first place, but it was nice for Tony to spoil him when he was in high school.

One hour, then two, and even after driving for almost three hours, they hadn’t even gotten halfway home. The snow was getting heavier, though not intense, and though there weren’t that many cars on the road, everyone was driving slowly, scared to spin off the road on ice or a frozen engine or brake.

“...Then, Ned completely downed the water, and made the face pretending it was really awful. It was so funny.”

“Sounds hilarious,” Tony smiled contently at the road, then glanced over at the boy, unsure. “Have you… Have you been drinking? Not water shots, but real shots?”

Peter looked to his lap, and before he responded, Tony quickly added, “It’s not a big deal if you are. I just… I want to make sure you are doing it responsibly. When I went to college, not that our experiences are in anyway the same, of course, I drank a lot. Too much. It was… I wish I had someone, an adult I mean, not just Rhodey, to tell me to hold it a little bit, and that the soft buzz from one was enough and the lifelong regret wasn’t worth the blackout.”

“I’m not drinking, Mr. Stark. I mean, at the start of the year I went to this party and decided to have one, but… it was disgusting,” Peter said, looking at Tony earnestly, then cracking a smile. “Alcohol isn’t for me.”

“Okay. That’s… alright. That’s good,” Tony smiled, glad his Peter wasn’t continuing down the same destructive blackout alcoholic path he had been on for so long. “That’s really okay. A lotta people don’t drink. I barely do anymore.”

“Do you think Morgan is going to like alcohol?”

“That girl is hyperactive enough, kid. And… Pep is most likely already preaching the badness of alcohol to her. I doubt she will, what with having to grow up with my past haunting her.”

It was a deep seeded fear of Tony’s, one that he rarely expressed to anyone other than Pepper, but also one that was no doubt going to come true at least a bit. Hell, it already had begun. When Morgan was born, it was almost instantaneously that Morgan was thrown into the spotlight, with articles and online news sites writing about the newest Stark, and how she will have to inherit the company, etcetera. Which wasn’t true in the slightest. If she went down the same path as Tony with mechanical engineering and showed an interest in wanting to run the company, then she would inherit it. If not, Tony would find someone else. He would never force her to inherit if she didn’t want to. Maybe Peter would be able to take it over. Or he could leave it to Harley. Who knows yet.

“That’s also kinda why I’m not gonna drink,” Peter said softly, suddenly looking sheepish and a bit nervous. “I mean, I get that it’s my choice and beer is honestly disgusting. But even if it wasn’t… I don’t want to let you down.”

“Peter…” Tony clapped his shoulder in a fatherly manor, then ruffled the boy’s curly hair. “You could never let me down.”

--

They finally arrived at the apartment at half past six.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Stark.” Peter had said this about four times on the road, but apparently felt the need to say it once more as they pulled up. Tony put the car in park, and smirked.

“Like I said, no issue. Lemme come up and say hi to May.”

Tony carried Peter’s backpack for him (“God, kid. How much does this weigh?”), and followed him to the stairs then to the apartment. He waved at someone outside a different apartment, who smiled back.

“Merry Christmas, Parker! Dile tu tia feliz navidad, yeah?”

“I will! Tell Alberto for me!” Peter held up a hand in respect, then knocked on his own apartment. He turned to Tony and sighed, “I think my key is buried in my bag.”

Tony just chuckled.

The door swung open, and May smiled widely, opening her arms widely. “Hello!”

Peter hugged her tightly, dropping his duffel ont he ground. Tony picked it up, and stepped inside past them.

“Hey, good you came up!”

Tony raised an eyebrow and turned to find Pepper sitting on the couch in the Parker’s living room, Morgan sitting on her lap chewing on something.

“Why are you here?”

“May’s car broke down at work. Wouldn’t start when she went on her lunch break. She called to ask if I could call a tow truck for her, and then I, sorry we…” She gestured to Morgan, who had perked up at Tony’s voice and was trying to climb off the sofa to get to him. “Picked her up. Just got here like, ten minutes ago. I decided to stay to see Peter!”

Peter had looked over at this point, and beamed.

“Hi, Pepper!” He said, jogging over quickly to give a tight hug. “And hi Morgan!”

“Petey!” Morgan screeched, now sidetracked from her quest to get to Tony and instead waddling her way over to Peter, grabby hands in his direction. “Up, up!”

Peter scooped her up, and planted a kiss on her cheek, which she giggled to. “Hi, Mor. Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas!” She yelled, but it sounded roughly like, “mewwy chrimmas”. Still adorable.

“Good to see you, Tony,” May said, also giving Tony a quick and light hug.

--

Pepper, Morgan, and Tony left two hours later, after eating dinner in the apartment and Pepper and Tony getting to watch Peter and May open the presents they had gotten them (an Apple watch for each of them, because that is a good gift even if not StarkTech goddammit).

Before they left, however, Tony made Peter come all the way downstairs to the car to get one other present he had for Peter.

Tony retrieved it from the trunk, and held it out to the boy. It was a faded red sweatshirt, with grey block letters of MIT on the front, outlined in black.

“This was a sweatshirt that Rhodey actually got for me the first Christmas I knew him. It doesn’t really fit me anymore, but… I thought you might want to have it. You know, since you go to the school and all. Plus, it could be like a sorta tradition. I got it my first Christmas at MIT, now you got it your first—”

Peter almost tackled Tony to the snow covered ground in a bone crushing hug.

“Thank you, Tony. I love it,” He said, holding it to his chest when they broke apart.

“Yeah, yeah,” Tony waved off the kid with a smile. He saw Pepper emerging from the apartment building with Morgan behind Peter. “You can wear it over your Spider-Man suit when you go patrolling in a few days. In case you get cold.”

Peter gave one last hug to Tony, then another one to Pepper and Morgan, and with one last wave darted inside.

Tony smiled softly, picking up Morgan, who was staring at the door Peter just went in.

“Where’s brother going?” She asked sadly.

“Don’t worry, Mor,” Tony said quietly, grabbing Pepper’s hand with his free one. “You will see him soon.”