#wouldn't wish it on anyone

[hb-writes]

Clara and Tommy Shelby, “Are you okay?” “Why do you ask?” “You’re wearing two different shoes.” If that’s okay?

Tommy retrieved his pocket watch from his waistcoat, not so idly wondering when his sister would make his appearance and whether or not he’d need to make a second journey up the stairs to hurry her along. Frances had prompted her thrice before Tommy stood at the threshold, offering the type of incentivization Frances couldn’t or wouldn’t…a bit of a threat. 

Her brother’s words had gotten her out of the covers, at least, but with only a minute left before the deadline he’d given her, Tommy wondered if the threat of her missing out on tea and breakfast if she didn’t get herself downstairs hadn’t been enough. 

The breakfast table had been set for three—for him and Charlie and Clara, but Clara’s had remained untouched as Tommy and Charlie finished their meals long ago, long enough that Charlie had already been settled in the kitchen with his favorite maids, doing whatever it was the boy did all day while he and Clara were out.

Tommy replaced the pocket watch and readied himself to issue another threat when Clara appeared at the threshold, not even a glance spared to him as she headed straight for her spot at the table. Standing beside the chair, Clara poured herself a cup of tea. She reached out for a triangle of toast as she stirred the liquid, finishing it in a few quick bites.

“Are you ready? Where’s your coat?” she asked as she sipped the tea. 

Tommy’s jacket was still draped over a chair and his overcoat was with his briefcase in the closet by the front door, but Clara already donned her coat pulled over her haphazardly chosen outfit. Tommy looked her up and down as she took a break from her tea, reaching for a strawberry. 

“We’re going to be late,” she added before she downed her tea, the cup and saucer clattering as she set them both back on the table. “You were rushing me about…practically shouting for the whole countryside to hear and you’re not even ready.” 

Tommy might’ve corrected her—he hadn’t done anything close to shouting—but he was too distracted. He wasn’t any longer used to seeing his sister as she was now, her hair left down and her face fresh and free of the products she’d been experimenting with in recent years—powders and rouge and lipstick. Maybe in the mornings before she got ready for the day, he’d catch a glimpse of the girl before him now, but she didn’t walk about the house like that anymore. And she certainly didn’t go to school that way, much too concerned about appearances. 

While Tommy was comforted by it, the return to some sort of familiarity that was no longer his sister’s normal, the absence of her usual effort only served to highlight the exhaustion sowed in Clara’s face and the wan complexion that Tommy couldn’t help but wonder after.

“Are you alright?”

Clara nodded as she reached for another strawberry. “Of course. Why do you ask?”

“Besides the fact that it took an army and the threat of violence to get you out of bed…you’re wearing two different shoes.” 

Clara stopped chewing, swallowing quickly as she glanced down to her feet, down to the shoes that were indeed belonging to two separate pairs. 

“Oops,” she said, a red blush creeping into her cheeks. “I suppose I’d better go and—”

“Take this with you,” Tommy interrupted as she took a step away. Clara glanced down at the book Tommy held out between them, a bit of psychology by Freud that he’d just finished reading. Tommy hadn’t outright told her she couldn’t read it, but he hadn’t been open to discussing the book’s contents with her, dismissing most of her questions on the topic.

“Might as well keep it in your room if you’re only going to sneak down to my office in the middle of the night to read it.”

Clara took the book from his hand, suddenly reminded of similar discussions over the years, reminded of all the time on Watery Lane when she’d been scolded for going through her brother’s personal collection. “How did you—?”

“You left it out on the coffee table,” Tommy offered, though he wouldn’t have needed that as a clue. He knew his sister’s patterns well-enough by now, knew by the interest she’d shown while he was reading it that she’d have a go at it herself once he was through. 

“Right.” Clara nodded, holding the book to her chest. “Well, I’d better go change,” she said, readying herself once again to step away. 

“Clara?”

She turned back to her brother, eyebrows raised in question. 

“I don’t want you losing any more sleep over that book, alright?” 

Clara nodded before she walked away, leaving Tommy to think about all the sleep he’d lost as he sifted through the tome, both from his interest in reading and absorbing the content and from the anguish of his mind trying to sort through what it all meant, anguish he hoped his sister couldn’t relate to. 

Send me a drabble-ish prompt.

[riverofrainbows]

Eliot Spencer. Listen to me i am obsessed with the man. He is so incredibly stereotypically masculine, and hardcore so, yet at the same time really isn't in ways that would be damning for the 2000s and early 2010s. Long hair, not unusually tall, the most emotionally aware one and most in tune with his emotions on the whole team. (Not that the others don't also have points in that area, but they're all terrible at it in some way and Eliot scores by far the most points.) He has a hobby that's not James Bond like (cooking), and he gets to be goofy while being unquestioned as the most badass guy in the room. And yes he makes inappropriate jokes about lesbians and goes all no homo at physical affection from other men, and younger people probably don't find him quite as monumental as i do in terms of masculinity. But his behaviour never reflects those jokes or the no homo, and he was the red blooded american former military guy character on a big network tv show in the year 2009. For which he was a severely mild case. He treats the other characters as people and not stereotypes, in the way the whole show does, and he has long hair he puts up in ponytails and half buns that have his side bangs falling out (you need to understand what big of a deal the manbun was in like 2013, so much so that they had to invent a word). He's emotional and doesn't actually mean his gruffness most of the time, and doesn't thinks himself above certain tasks or people. He wears ridiculous little outfits without putting up a show about his threatened masculinity, and he's the most emotionally intelligent one outside of cons. He wears little jewellery in his hair sometimes, and little braids even (yes braided hair was a no go), he plays guitar and sings earnest love songs not just to try to get laid (love songs would only be permissible in the immediate context of romance), and whenever they have a young woman as a client, that reminds him of home i presume, he works with so much effort and respect for them as the one he's in service to, and respects their opinion strongly. He wears glasses, and reads books and is way too nerdy for an action hero type of the 2010s. He is great with kids, and unironically so (there were multiple big shows and movies about the topic of "men needing to deal with children on their own" with the entire premise of that being ridiculous and them being naturally bad at it). He's the most stereotypically action hero type masculine guy on the show, and he does get strive or posture for power or dominance in their team, is content with a contributing role and trusting on the expertise of the others, and he is not portrayed as the most valuable one or as that behaviour being beneath him. He undresses so he and the woman he's fighting with are on equal ground reading undress. He is shorter than the others and continuously portrayed as the most dangerous one in any room, and height differences afe never deemphasised via cinematography (seriously, to be regarded as sufficiently masculine in western films they either get really tall actors or employ a variety of camera angles and boxes to give that impression. But just think of Eliot in the pilot when rescuing Hardison in the first break in, standing behind the group of security guys who all look way taller than him and more physically impressive with weapons and all. And then Eliot just in a t-shirt with no weapon but himself.) He has long hair (again, mainstream sufficiently masculine guys didn't do that back then, or now if we think of it (not that long at least)).

The show and all it's characters were a goddamn marvel back in 2009, and sadly in many ways still are today, 15 years later.

And he heals my little broken heart regarding gender stereotypes and masculinity, my heart that grew up in the 2000s and has so much difficulty accepting that my gender is valid. Bless him for it.

[bunnieswithknives]

Do you think Dale develops (pun not intended) an aversion to bright colors after the attack?

Don’t mind me just hitting the man with my Trauma Hammer

Oh absolutely. Its a good thing he lives in white room

[lazylittledragon]

i keep trying to think of funny/poetic ways to talk about all the things i'm feeling right now but i honestly can't so. i'm really sad about what happened with my partner. i know he was an inconsiderate prick about it and that i didn't do anything wrong and i couldn't have prevented it but i'm just really fucking sad.

[mossy-rot]

death note really is just like watching the worst polyam couple you've ever met

[larkoneironaut]

Yes, Solas is still playing the guitar and somehow he turned into a rockstar?? Look at the stickers on his sunburst guitar, he’s so adorable 🫴🏽✨💜

(Thank you, John Epler, for reminding me of my old art 🥺)

Old versions from 3-4 years ago below the cut in a Bluesky post 🫶🏽

https://bsky.app/profile/larkoneironaut.bsky.social/post/3kz5heapl4d2k

[joltrify]

id sell my left soul and my lung for more disabled Ben 10 aliens please omg

<3

hope i did okay this time around; still getting back into the swing of things

[lover-of-skellies]

Ok, so. It's come to my attention that there's a new scam/hacking issue going on, and since there's not a whole lot I could do to help resolve it myself, I just wanted to make a post about it to make sure that everyone's informed

On one of my other blogs, I was looking through my notifications. There was an ask that was supposedly sent to me by @/nyanchio, but when I clicked on it, it turned anonymous

This is the ask

I sent nyanchio a message and asked them what the deal was, because it confused me. They told me that they were hacked, and these sorts of messages are going out to random people now

They are NOT actively doing this themselves. If you receive an ask like the one above from them, from an anon, or from anyone else, just delete it. DO NOT click the link, or else you may get hacked as well

Edit: adding this bit to clarify that from nyanchio's end of things, the issue has been resolved. There shouldn't be anymore of these asks sent from their account, but that doesn't mean that someone else's account can't start sending them next. The internet is an amazing place sometimes, but it can also be super risky and even potentially dangerous, so if you're sent a link by someone you don't know, NEVER click on it

[bkap0s]

currently inside tomura's head

[nekhcore]

mirrors - me and my body over the years.

a short comic i've had bouncing around in my head for a few months.

when i was a kid, every morning felt like flipping a coin on whether i'd feel like shit that day. something was wrong with my body. i didn't know what it was. i was a tomboy and my family wanted me to be ladylike, so i thought i just wasn't femme or white enough.

then i got groomed out of high school, by a worthless excuse for a man who told me he understood me and liked me as i was. i wanted to reconnect with my femininity and asked for help, but he took a mile. he tried to feminize me and neg me into his perfect fantasy bangmaid. every day it was being compared to women who weren't me and being made out to be the bad guy if i didn't cave to one of his demands.

when i got away from him, i could finally examine who i was as a person without anyone else's influence. no family, no high school classmates, no abusive boyfriend. and finally figuring out the answer to that question (what's wrong with me?) didn't make things any easier. turns out i'm not a girl. now i have to live with that knowledge.

i turned 22 this year. i started HRT. i finally have a voice that i like. i have hair on my arms. i have hair on my chin and a little dirt stache. on my birthday, for the first time since i can remember, i saw myself in the mirror and thought "hey, looking good." i think i'm going to be alright.

[rvsirene]

Happy Birthday Wonyoung! (08.31 ♡)

[youareinlove]

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[waitineedaname]

its reigen ritsu and teru - in that order per sentence

the post in question

guys who don't have anything wrong with them and are so normal about it

[catgirl-catboy]

God, I hate neutrals in proship discourse.

Like, I respect people that flat out don't care about this-

but people that pretend the "death threats" stance and the "anti-death threats" stance are the same amount of bad are either wilfully ignorant, or okay with teenagers getting fucking death threats online.

[cerise-on-top]

ik that you just did something about what dates Valeria and Laswell who take you on butttt can you still do how’d they like to celebrate valentine’s day! Hope you have an awesome valentines 🩷

Hey! Sorry for not posting on Valentine's Day or yesterday, I was extremely busy with work and had some very long days ^^; But I'll post twice to make up for it today! Sorry this was a bit late as well ^^;

Valentine’s Day with Valeria and Laswell

Valeria: We’re just going to assume that she has time to spend with you this Valentine’s day and took a day off or something. Valeria doesn’t think too much about it, it’s just another day where people are taking the money straight from your wallet, either because there’s someone you love or because you’re single and need to eat your frustrations away. She doesn’t care at all about that day, and whether she does something for it or not entirely depends on whether or not you complain about wanting to go on a date with her that day. If you don’t then there will be no date. Because it’s only a cash grab sort of day, Valeria wouldn’t particularly buy you chocolates either. She really doesn’t like Valentine’s day. Complain enough and she’ll get you some chocolate straight from the chocoria, no matter how expensive. A few flowers maybe as well, but that would be it out of her own initiative. She’d much prefer to stay at home and watch some movie with you. One that isn’t about romance, just a normal action movie or comedy or something. Complain enough and she’ll sigh, grabbing her coat and ushering you outside. It’s not often that she does something like this, but you’ll be walking around Las Almas together, chatting a bit, getting some of the yummy street food out there. You’ll do something akin to sightseeing where she shows you all the places there are in the city and around it, except they’re all the places she found when she was still young and reckless. From the berry bush in the park no one knows about, to the abandoned mill by the countryside she used to hide from her parents in. Valeria is normally a classy woman who could buy the world if she wanted to, but her real signs of love would be when she isn’t spending money on you for once. It shows that you’re more to her than just another cost, another person who’s just out for her money. Or, at the very least, she trusts you to not be. While there still won’t be too much sentiment from her side, you’ll also go stargazing together if the sky is clear. She can’t tell you too much about the constellations, but you’ll just stand there and look at the stars. Valeria hasn’t had the time to do that in forever, so she’ll likely take a while.

Laswell: Again, we’re going to assume that she has the time to spend with you and isn’t out and about abroad, risking her life. Laswell has a much greater tolerance of Valentine’s day than Valeria does. She used to love that day much more when she was a teenager and was with her first girlfriend, but stopped caring as much about it as the years went by. While she doesn’t like how romance is being forced down everyone’s throat that day, she’ll tolerate it since she can’t change it anyway. However, Laswell is much more likely to do something with and for you on that day, she doesn’t complain either. Starts the day off with a kiss to your temple in order to wake you up, makes you breakfast, heart shaped pancakes with vanilla ice cream, before she gives you the chocolates and flowers she got for you. The flowers are fairly fancy, roses, dahlias, lisianthus. Anything that looks nice and could show you just how much she loves you is a-okay. After breakfast you’ll lounge around your home for a bit, doing chores together and stuff, until it’s time to leave that is. You’ll be going to a fancy restaurant together, eating at an all you can eat buffet until your hearts and stomachs are content. Of course, all of it goes on Laswell’s bill. Afterwards it’ll be something relaxing for the time being, digesting the food as you take a stroll through the park, for example. Whatever suggestions you may have, you may voice them now before the two of you will go to a jewelry store where you can pick out something gorgeous that fits you, your outfit, your eyes and whatever else there may be. After your stroll is over, you’ll likely go home together, cuddle on the couch and watch TV. It’s not the most exciting day there is, but Laswell is just glad she has a sweetheart she can spend the day with. You’ll end up watching some awful rom-coms together, complain about them and how bad they are, only to be watching the next one right afterwards. You will be eating popcorn together, salted, with caramel and maybe steal a few kisses from each other here and there while there’s nothing interesting going on at the moment. Again, it’s not much but Laswell is usually out and about just about anytime and wants to relax for a bit for once. Even better if she gets to do it with you.

[warning-heckboop]

Omg hi! I absolutely LOVE your changeling au I have been intrigued ever since I saw it! Tbh I find it very interesting that you went with the direction of Peri just not liking Dev at the moment. Most people write him forgiving Dev after talking about how they both could have communicated better, but it's really interesting seeing Peri just upset at Dev. I both want to say it's justified but also want to punch him lol. Anyway! I do have a question. Since Dev got his memories wiped would it be possible for him to be given them back now that he's transforming? If it's possible it seems like it would be the smart thing to do since he's gonna learn about faries again anyway and at least with his memories back he'll understand a bit more what's happening and trust everyone to help him. Him and Peri could even have that make up talk. Just a thought sorry for the long ask lol

Apologies for the late reply. I got this ask before the other asks in which I was rambling about Peri's character, but I just kind of got off on a tangent with that.

I'm so glad you enjoy the au!! As for your question, it's definitely something I've been thinking about. I definitely think it's possible for Dev to get his memories back, since we've already seen a child with wiped memories get them back before in the original series, iirc. What's been up for debate in my mind is regarding who would want him to get them back right away, and who wouldn't.

It might seem like a no brainer that everyone would just want him to remember right away, because that would help avoid the additional distress of Dev having to focus on relearning all about fairies while also already going through all these physical changes. But what makes me hesitate is what I've mentioned before about how, at least in the eyes of the Fairy Council, Dev is supposed to be living a relatively happy childhood to make up for his father's. Giving Dev his memories back means giving him back the knowledge that he caused so much pain and chaos, and almost killed multiple people, including some of the only people whose ever actually cared for him. It's not exactly the kind of knowledge most people can be happy living with.

So I'm leaning towards it being the case that, while Jorgen could easily restore Dev's memories, he's been instructed absolutely not to, at least for the time being, by the Fairy Council in order to maintain the possibility that Dev could still be a happy, normal child again once he's made it through the hell that is precocious magic puberty.

That's not to say, of course, that Dev might not manage to start remembering things on his own, with all that unstable magic coursing through his veins, and being around Peri through a majority of this process.