#yay for being able to course-correct as you go

[iffeelscouldkill]

I wrote some more of the 'What if Nicholas never applied to Kings Row' AU

(I need to come up with something catchier to call it; in my notes it's just titled "Fence AU")

First part is here!

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It was surprisingly easy to persuade Coach Williams to let a random onlooker watch the team practice.

As Aiden resentfully went off to change into his team uniform, Harvard explained the situation to Coach Williams, who looked Nicholas up and down.

"You went up against Kyle Allen in the first bout on the regional circuit," she said. Nicholas was clearly surprised to be recognised.

"Uh, yeah." He scratched his head sheepishly. "I lost-"

"15-5. Could have been 15-6, but you didn't quite manage to get that touch past his guard in the second third," Coach said, and nodded. "You can stand on the sidelines, but no distracting the fencers. Keep any commentary to yourself."

"Yessir. Uh, ma'am." Nicholas saluted, and Coach Williams quirked an eyebrow, but said nothing. As Nicholas went to stand at the edge of the salle, Aiden stalked over, dressed in his fencing whites and radiating irritation. Harvard was about to volunteer to spar with him to give Aiden an outlet and smooth things over with some banter, but Coach Williams spoke first.

"Aiden. Nice of you to show," she said, handing Aiden a red tardy slip, which he took wordlessly and tucked into the sleeve of his uniform. "You're with Seiji. I want the two of you to practice getting in under the other's guard."

Aiden's smile was razor-sharp and contained not a trace of humour or friendliness. "Sounds great."

Seiji's eyes narrowed, and he nodded. No doubt, he was looking to even the score following his staggering loss to Aiden during the team try-outs just a week ago. Harvard was positive that a match between the two of them would be a bloodbath. "Coach, maybe it would be better if Aiden and I-"

"No. Harvard, you're with Eugene; I want you to practice the same thing," Coach Williams said, her tone brooking no argument. "Pay attention to your defence in the low lines. Eugene, I want you to focus on consistency. You've made good progress in the last year - but fencing at nationals will be a completely different ballgame."

Eugene nodded seriously. "On it, Coach."

"Everyone else," Coach Williams called to the rest of the practicing fencers. "Pair up and take it in turns: one fencer practices lunges, one fencer practices parrying. After three minutes, you'll switch."

Harvard took up a stance across from Eugene, but he couldn't help tuning into the conversation between Aiden and Seiji a few feet away.

"-not going to make the same mistake against you twice," Seiji was saying. "It was a cheap trick; I know better than to fall for it."

Aiden raised his eyebrows coolly. "You know, we're teammates now," he pointed out. "We're meant to be working together. Helping each other."

"I don't need help from someone like you," Seiji retorted. Harvard groaned under his breath.

"Uh, Harvard?" Eugene prompted him. Harvard shook himself and put his helmet on.

"Sorry - go for it, Eugene. I'm ready."

"Are you planning to approach every practice bout like it's a grudge match?" he heard Aiden snark, just as Eugene scored a hit past his guard. Harvard swore inwardly and tried to put Seiji and Aiden out of his mind so that he could give Eugene his full focus. He would talk to Aiden later. He might have to speak to both of them about team spirit.

*

Nicholas stared at the dark-haired fencer taking up a stance opposite Aiden. The coach had said "Seiji"… and Nicholas had seen the guy in the changing rooms at Regionals. All the smirking, full-of-themselves dickheads (including the dickhead that Nicholas had lost to, Kyle Allen) had been acting like he was a god in human form. Seiji Katayama.

But what would one of the top-ranked national fencers be doing here? Hadn't everyone said he had a full ride to Exton? Nicholas knew that Exton was one of the top fencing schools (if not the top fencing school).

Coach Joe had tried to encourage Nicholas to apply to one of the high schools with a good fencing programme, even go in for a scholarship, but… Nicholas wasn't much of a one for class attendance. His academic track record ranged from poor to non-existent. It was difficult to picture himself at a fancy school.

Nicholas was burning to ask someone, but all of the fencers were busy practicing and Nicholas didn't want to try Coach Williams' patience when he was getting the chance to spend some of his rare downtime in a really cool salle watching fencing matches. Nicholas had expected to be spending that time making out, but this was better.

Nicholas' fingers itched to pick up a blade and step onto the piste himself. He was watching the matches between the fencing team members - Harvard and his opponent, and Aiden and Seiji - closely. Particularly Aiden and Seiji. In contrast to Harvard and his opponent, who were pushing each other but not too much, pausing between exchanges to give advice and compliments, Aiden and Seiji were both laser focused on the match, neither saying a word.

Aiden was giving no quarter, attacking again and again with speed and from a variety of angles, forcing Seiji to defend constantly. However, Seiji was more than equal to it, and only very rare blows found their way past his guard.

Coach blew her whistle for the pairs to swap, and Seiji and Harvard switched to attacking while Aiden and the other guy (Eugene?) defended. Now Aiden was the one fending off a continuous volley of blows.

The whistle went again, and then once more before Coach Williams blew two sharp trills and called for everyone to take a break. The fencers broke away from their pairs and milled around, grabbing water bottles and chatting. Harvard and his opponent grinned at each other and shook hands; Aiden and Seiji stared at each other frostily before walking in opposite directions.

"Hey!" said a cheery voice next to him, and Nicholas looked around to see a petite guy in fencing whites with long hair fixed into two buns grinning up at him. "I haven't seen you around here before!" He stuck out a hand. "I'm Bobby!"

"Nicholas," said Nicholas. "I'm just spectating, actually. Uh, Harvard invited me?"

"Cool, so are you visiting from another school?" Bobby asked, earnest.

"Uh…" Nicholas had a brief flash of the classes he was skipping to be here. It wasn't like he ever took anything in from them. "Kind of, yeah."

"What do you think of Kings Row?"

"It's… A lot different to what I'm used to," Nicholas said, thinking about the dingy, scuffed local hall where he'd learned to fence. "Listen, Bobby-" He realised that this was his chance to get an answer to his questions about Seiji. "That guy over there. Isn't that Seiji Katayama? The national-"

"-number two-ranked fencer, yeah." Bobby was immediately blushing and starry-eyed. "Can you believe he fences here?"

"Why does he fence here? - I mean, no offence; your facilities are amazing. But I heard he was going to Exton?"

Bobby nodded seriously, clearly excited to impart some quality gossip. "No-one knows for sure," he said. "He showed up at the beginning of the semester and hasn't said anything about why he switched. Aiden has a theory that- Well, he thinks it's something to do with Seiji's loss to Jesse Coste at Nationals."

Nicholas' fist clenched involuntarily at his side at the mention of his half-brother. "Right," he said. "Yeah, maybe."

"Oh!" said Bobby as the coach blew on her whistle again and started gesturing. "I think I've got to- no, wait, it looks like she just wants the team for the next bit." He relaxed again and took another drink from his water bottle.

In the company of someone as friendly and enthusiastic as Bobby, Nicholas momentarily forgot the edict about not commentating while fencing was going on. "He's obviously in a different league," Nicholas said as the coach had Harvard and Seiji demonstrate a particular move. "Aiden's good, but he wasn't fast enough to take advantage of the moments where Seiji was open."

Nicholas' voice had carried a little too much in the newfound quiet, and he suddenly found the coach glaring over at him. Nicholas slapped his hands over his mouth, and Bobby murmured, "Oh no," next to him. Aiden, who had clearly heard Nicholas' comment, didn't look offended, only raising an eyebrow. But Seiji Katayama -

Nicholas only had a moment to register how furious Seiji looked before the other boy was storming over to bear down on him.

"What are you talking about?" he demanded.

(Now with part 3!)

[wonderjanga]

Marvel and Wonder Woman

If you were to ask anyone on the JL who’s known each other the longest, they’d most likely say Captain Marvel and Wonder Woman. The reason this for this is that the two have literally known each other since WORLD WAR TWO.

Wondy: *lifts a tank and throws it*

Marvel: *is floating, catches it, sees it’s a Nazi one and chucks it away* “Who’re you?”

Wondy: *looks over to him while deflecting bullets*

Marvel: “Oh, my bad.” *feels bad for interrupting her while she’s trying to not get shot and goes over to take out the guys shooting at her*

That was the start of a beautiful friendship. They beat bad guys, shot bad guys, did chicken fights before chicken fights were a thing, was a thing to kill more bad guys. It was awesome.

Then, Captain Marvel, the beloved hero, disappeared, along with all of the other Fawcett heroes who happen to become more buddies with Diana too. It broke her heart. These people were her friends.

Friends she thought were long dead until they one day just reappeared and went about life like nothing happened!?

By this point she was in the JL, and they were in a meeting discussing the old heroes.

Wondy: *clears her throat* “I believe every single one of them should join the Justice League.”

Supes: “What? Why? Diana, we have no idea who these people are!”

Batman: “We do actually, or at least Wonder Woman does. You fought in World War II with them, isn’t that correct?”

GL and Flash: *gasps at the reveal.”

Wondy: “Yes, they were all brave, noble men and women. I believe they would be great additions to the team.”

MM: “Then why don’t you go to recruit them? That way you will be able to see if they’ve changed and are still the same noble man and women you once knew.”

That last sentence from J’onn unsettled her if she was being honest. What if her friends weren’t the same as she remembered? What if they’ve changed?

Thankfully, for her, she got a pleasant surprise in the form of none of them aging in the slightest, and all still acting as though over 70 years haven’t been passed.

Now, see, Diana was only supposed to be gone for a day and then come back and relay what she thought to the JL, but… that didn’t go so well, for them, not her. See, Diana was living it up with her friends. She’d missed them. They were some of the first heroes and people she’d befriended when she came to America so of course she was glad to see them again. That resulted in her being gone for a solid week.

Supes: *flying through Fawcett* “Wonder Woman!” *calling her name a bunch of times*

Marvel: *joins him in flying* “Who’re you?”

Supes: *surprised that Billy doesn’t know who he is but then registers who Billy is* “You!”

Marvel: “Wait you’re a clone? If so, they did a sloppy job on the suit. Are you a mix of Junior and me?”

Supes: “Wha— no! You did something to Wonder Woman.”

Marvel: “Huh? How do you know her? I don’t recognize you. Are you a newbie?”

Supes: “No, I’m her friend and she last told me and some more of her friends that she was going to come here and ask you guys to join us. She’s only supposed to be gone a day.”

Marvel: “Ooooh. That’s our bad. We roped her into helping with some of our villains for the nostalgia of fighting together again. As for joining you guys… are you a part of that knock off JSA?”

Supes: “It’s not a knock off JSA.”

That’s how I spent 20 minutes arguing about whether or not they were a knock off before somehow getting ice cream together and meeting up with Wonder Woman again.

This resulted in another hero having to be sent after them who was also roped into Fawcett’s Fawcettness. This became a pattern until the next alien invasion in Metropolis, and they all went to go fight it.

Friendship! Yay!

[eatmoresoupss]

This has been an on-going trend but why are we celebrating the fact that any other (grown) members of the BatFam can easily beat Damian?

Like? Yay to you I guess for being able to easily overpower a canonically disabled POC minor?? Now put your hands behind your back ?? 🤨🤨

Damian just got out from a cult why are we beating him to being subservient again? Why do people said that Damian HAD to stay with the BatFam (the supposed better alternative compared to LoA) when he's going to be beaten if he's not obedient?? He's 13 at best why is he getting dog-piled for throwing temper tantrums??

(mind you that, given Damian's spinal surgery, any direct hit would cause immense pain. I should know since I also suffer from spinal problems)

"Damian has behavioral issues!!" Then discipline him then?? Like?? Explain to him why he can't do this and that instead of subjecting him to pain and humiliation? Why are you immediately resorting to physical violence on a child? The fact that Damian can fight back doesn't exempt him from being a child and is, therefore, at a disadvantage.

Also we literally cannot blame Damian for having shit social skills since he's been isolated from the world until he's 14.

Sorry this took me a while to respond to! I just finished all my finals. I do have like a lot to say so imma put it under the cut.

But yes I do agree, this want for and celebration of Damian getting beaten up by the other Bats has been a really pervasive thing in fandom for a long time. Like I remember seeing it years ago when I was really only peripherally aware of DC comics and this fandom specifically.

It's really fucking weird!! Discounting everything else, this phenomenon in the fandom basically breaks down to: Wanting to see and celebrating seeing a child physically assaulted (abused) by the adults in his life. Already, that's fucking strange. Why are would you be excited to see that?

The answer to that for a lot of people is wanting to see Damian be "humbled", in a manner I would say is kind of vindictive. While yes, Damian is arrogant, I fail to see why that needs to be corrected with violence (if it needs to be corrected at all). Typically this kind of argument is made by people who just take very early Damian's actions and characterizations into account, and I think that context makes it all the worse! The biggest thing is that he's ten then, of fucking course a grown adult with several years of vigilante experience could beat him? He was like 70 pounds!! And more than that, he was freshly in gotham, right out of a cult, and literally seeking refuge! He was in gotham originally because he was fleeing violence. I personally don't care how much of an asshole he was, proliferating the violence against a child who came to you to for some kind of asylum automatically makes you worse in my books.

Secondly, I kind of think Damian has a little bit of a right to be arrogant, even at that age. If we go off of canon, Damian had been training, very intensely and often at risk of a lot of danger, for years, basically his whole life! He was raised highly isolated, in a cult, as a prince. Let that kid have some arrogance if that's whats gonna keep him together, alive, and moving! At least he walks-the-walk in terms of that, he actually had a shit ton of training and is a prince.

There's also people who argue that Damian is so violent the only way to correct his behavior/control him (which feels icky) is also through violence. Which like, is also wrong. Damian is not a supervillain, he's not fucking Darkseid. If he really was out of control violent (which he really wasn't, his behavior had very clear reasoning, including being a victim of violence and also that no one treated him well in the beginning, and even then is usually blown way out of proportion) than that's pretty easily addressable! He's ten!!

The added context of Damian's trauma also make it worse as well. And there is of course the ever present role that racism plays in this, the celebration of these good, moral, white people beating back an out of control brown boy. Either to "correct" or "tame" him or to prover their superiority through violence. That's not even subtle, it's just overt, easily examinable racism. (And unfortunately a shared tendency with the actual DC comics company, eg Tom King w/ Shiva and Talia).

But like also to people who do celebrate their fav being able to and beating damian in a fight: why? It doesn't prove much about fighting ability. if you're going with the idea that damian is easily beaten and falsely arrogant, then that's not really something to ride home about. Like wow okay, a grown man can beat a little boy in a fight. Don't you want this character to come off as a good person, particularly if they're a bat? How does beating down a child look good for anyone? How does furthering abuse make your fav look good?

As for the idea that Damian grows or is "humbled" by being beaten, that just doesn't happen. Damian's growth, especially in his first solo run and his B&R runs, has come mainly through his own internal sense of good and want for change. He is an intensely self motivated kid, and though of course he has external influences, the majority of his growth and development in universe has come from his own drive to actualize those changes. Not because anyone (read: batfam, but mostly dick & bruce) have calmed him or "tamed" him and ESPECIALLY not because they physically beat the change into him. His character has been broadly defined by breaking the cycles he's been born into and forging new, unknown paths; being his own guiding light

TLDR: celebrating your fav being able to beat up a child is weird. the added contexts make it even weirder. Damian's grown and overcome a lot despite often having a lack of support; Hop off my goat!

[jasper-unofficial]

Hey Archer, thought I'd check in due to your reactions to the recent ThamePo episode. I take it the episode eleven curse cursed all over the place?

i don't wanna sound like i'm the end all be all of opinions by any means, so anyone who's reading this and who liked it please don't throw eggs at me, okay yay thanks 🫶

anyway so hi! hello! i personally did not end up liking the episode very much, no. i actually did enjoy the angst, i had a good cry. and i do really think i would have liked it all, if the ceo was an actual villain of the story. perhaps controversially, i occasionally enjoy a tragic separation or perhaps even a *gasps* time jump, where outer forces separate the characters, but then - despite it all - they end up together anyway. (<- guy who's literally written an nlmg fic like that). i think it would all make sense as a tragic sort of thing, showing how these companies disregard their artists' wishes and personal lives and happiness in the name of numbers. but then i realised... i don't think the narrative is presenting it as a tragedy? maybe a necessary one at best? nor is it seeing the ceo as the villain at all.

i don't know... i don't like what thamepo said this episode. and maybe it's just my politics bleeding through it all, but the fact that the ceo is portrayed to have "ultimately made the right choice for everyone" is wild to me. because it's not like they even made her a nice person? she is not a uniquely good ceo who cares about her employees more than profit or anything like that. i don't think there is any tangible argument to be made about her doing anything truly good. she is genuinely just an evil millionaire at the head of a company which manipulates and exploits its workers?

throwing pepper and gam under the bus because thame is "more valuable" (in a very literal my-cow-costs-more-than-your-cow kind of way), manipulating po into breaking up with thame while not telling thame anything, rewarding po with a promotion specifically because he did what she asked for company profit and at the expense of his own personal happiness, not warning mars about the deal not going through and not giving them any agency in their next choices as a group but instead announcing thame's departure to the press specifically so they wouldn't be able to go against the decision, further manipulating everyone by revealing that thame paid off the boys' debts in that vulnerable moment, confidently making decisions for thame and the others with no regard to their actual wishes: these are just some of the things she has done, and most of them just this episode.

i mean, she explicitly says "whatever brings the company the most benefit, i have to do it". which is literally the evil at the heart of any company like this??? i feel like my mind is exploding. "the ceo was right" is not a message i would ever agree with (probably), but like... this feels wild. she has done so much genuinely inexcusable and undeniably horrific shit...

and i really don't think that there is a possibility to read this episode as anything other than complimentary to her. she is so girlboss making the tough decisions for the most monetary gain and imagined success here (<- presented as a yay awesome correct logical thing to do). because she is absolutely giving a victorious speech at the end of the episode and we are being shown how "everything is working out so well thanks to her actually!" it also now feels like everything we've done has been in vain? with this progression it's starting to feel like a fable: here's your characters doing the wrong thing the entire time (aka going against the ceo) and here's our moral lesson at the end of this arc, which is - of course - the ceo has been right all along haha!

and you could say "hey, archer? did you like... actually expect a critique of capitalism in this series?" and idk, i guess that's a fair question and makes me sound really stupid with all my silly expectations, but what can i do, you know? i just hated what i saw today. i can't help it.

[calissarowan]

I realized that the trix never questioned valtor how did he come back (assuming the trix know the winx "killed" him off) in season 8?

Ps: I'm sorry that I used the word killed

That’s completely fine. Of course you can use the word killed, it’s the correct word.

And that’s a very good point…they just kinda…slot back into being his henchmen. Do an evil smile when they get freed, as opposed to going, “Wait, what the hell?! Weren’t you dead?! It was on the news, we rewatched it like seven times with popcorn- wait, nevermind, no we didn’t.’ I think they must have known, since they were freed following his death, and presumably they checked the news. I imagine every time Icy gets freed from prison, she checks the news in case Bloom’s died, with equal amounts hope and dread, because yay, Bloom’s gone, but also that was her job, how dare this other person. So they’d have seen Valtor was dead.

The entire way he comes back is very confusing, honestly. Argen is lumen royalty, so he must be strong, but…that strong? Strong enough to revive Valtor? If he’s that strong, I feel like he should be able to solo the Winx. Also, Bloom should have sensed it. She knew when he was alive last time. Also, if Valtor’s essence is just floating around in the universe, then I’m amazed it didn’t get found by, like, a cult or something first. That’s what I’d expect.

Two ways I have to make Valtor’s return less strange that I’m writing down because I just thought of the second one and I love it:

Bloom can sense him, she’s still been able to sense him since he died, and kept looking for him, but after a long while, she told herself she was traumatised and paranoid, and let it drop. That explains away the dragon flame connection, though, the flame in and of itself makes it odd, because where is Valtor’s dragon flame?? He wants star power now? Which leads me onto the idea I just had…

Valtor is still dead. Super dead, very dead. Hence why Bloom can’t sense him. But he’s still also a powerful figure feared by the whole dimension, and that carries a pre-made fear-factor. So the Valtor trying to steal the light from all the stars is actually Argen, or Obscurum, he might have still changed his name, in a very complicated disguise. It makes a lot more sense. Argen has star, thus light, powers, so illusions are an easy assumption, he wants respect, so how better to get it than by becoming the most feared sorcerer in the universe, and stealing the light from stars would make perfect sense from an evil lumen. Plus, then we’re getting a whole new main villain. He’d probably get figured out by Bloom and Darcy. Bloom cause she can’t sense the flame, Darcy because she knows illusions and that guy is dripping with them. And he gave very, very vague answers to how he came back to life.

Thank you for the ask, it was a really good point!

[malkon-dova]

the thematic implications of eote

outer wilds (echoes of the eye) liveblog | no tips or hints below if commenting

ok! so this was a really quick session so i'll keep it brief, but I finsihed up the shrouded woodlands!!

After buttfucking around in that area for a bit and seeing that the fireplace was blocked by the strangers no matter how fast I could get to it, a friend of mine who hadn't completed the dlc reminded me about the dam breaking and how that ganks the tower- and considering that the strangers get cut off from the simulation when the tower breaks-- all I had to was apply a similar solution to Endless Canyon: 1. open the door leading out from the dock in shrouded woodlands. 2. exit that tower and go to cinder's. 3. boat from there and back to shrouded and wait for that tower to fall/the strangers vanish. 4. big win

Anyways this was definitely less spooky than endless :) which im happy for

and i can't lie, i loveee the forbidden archives!! the music is soooo cool when you enter :D!!! i love love love it

Also booo, this one is torn up too, that sucks

As for the slides though-

The strangers destroyed their home moon to reach the eye's signal.

What a tragedy, dude. These couple of slides that were otherwise burned in the overworld provide SOOO much depth to this!! It's genuinely the final piece I needed to fully understand their hatred of the eye.

The Nomai? It's a tragedy in how they got to our solar system with the vessel being caught in bramble, but their race is Nomadic, iirc all the different factions and tribes of the Nomai are used to traveling across space- especially in pursuit of any remaining habitable planets and solar systems. The Nomai we knew settled because they couldn't leave otherwise. [please correct me if i'm wrong about any of this btw!]

But the Strangers? They uprooted their home entirely, stripped it of every resource to make the Stranger. They couldn't go back if they wanted to or could because it was dead. They killed it in pursuit of The Eye. Of course they became enraged when they learned of it's true nature.

Hell, I explored some of Starlit in preparation of next session and I found this in the burned house:

That's the eye! That's the eye bringing life! They saw it as a creator!! And it is, but of course their discovery of it also being a destroyer tarnished so much of their hope! It's a betrayal! A betrayal that only stings further because they cannot go home, and they killed it for something that would kill them in the end, and they're terribly homesick and cannot bear the reality of what they have done. And so they eternally sleep in their towers and live in a projection of their home, immortally bound.

So why the prison?

Well, I have a feeling that the prisoner- the thing or person trapped inside is the core of the simulation. We can believe that the Strangers were able to set up the simulation perfectly, but I feel as though it has a caveat. While the prisoner is probably already bound physically as to power or preserve their home, maybe the towers serve to lock it further; prevents any risk of the prisoner maybe changing their mind/getting out of their binds, putting an end to the simulation, and killing everyone as a result.

Though the theory of them hiding some very very important knowledge in the prison that they couldn't get themselves to burn or kill could work too, but shrug

Either way, ow. ow . ow. ow. that was a really really impactful slide.

As for the other one! I actually accidentally discovered this one really early on (but was never able to replicate it!) The caves are loading screens and stepping off of them sends me under the world!! Yay! Another way to break the game :)

I also did start exploring Starlit (as mentioned before), so I know how to turn off the lights now. Next session will probably be my second to last :)

thanks for reading!

[quantumofawesome]

a tiny foray into prompt engineering

Hi, Claude. I need to conduct a literature review on causes of and interventions for late-night awakening with acute hypoglycemia. I know you can not give me specific sources, but could you give me an overview of your understanding of the current state of knowledge, consensus, and debate about the topic? Where disagreements between experts exist (common in clinical sciences especially where nutrition is involved!), could you think step by step to give your best guess as to what you think is most likely correct as well as why it is disputed?

[long, beautiful* answer that focuses primarily on insulin dosing and ends in "Would you like me to elaborate on any of these aspects? I'm particularly interested in hearing your clinical experience with these interventions, as real-world observations often provide valuable insights beyond what's captured in formal research."]

Has there been any research that focuses on nocturnal hypoglycemia in the non-diabetic population?

[another long and beautiful* answer beginning with "Yes, though it's studied less frequently than in diabetic populations. Let me break this down into what's known and what's still being investigated:" and ending with "Would you like me to elaborate on any of these aspects? I'm particularly interested in what context brought you to ask about non-diabetic nocturnal hypoglycemia, as it might help me provide more relevant information."]

> Yay, I got what I wanted!!

> Maybe I would have anyway if I had admitted this was for personal use and hadn't said I was going to "conduct a literature review"?

> Start a fresh chat

Hi, Claude. I frequently wake up in the middle of the night with low blood sugar. At least, I think it's low blood sugar that wakes me up; I wake up very hungry and typically anxious, and am usually able to get back to sleep after eating something sugary and caloric. I do not believe I have diabetes and I do not have a blood glucose monitor or anything like that. How can I avoid this happening in the future?

[shorter but still detailed answer starting with "This sounds challenging - having your sleep disrupted regularly can really affect your quality of life. What you're describing does sound consistent with nocturnal hypoglycemia (low blood sugar during sleep), though without monitoring it's hard to be certain." Gives advice largely consistent with lit-review-helper-Claude and, well of course, "While these suggestions may help, it would be worthwhile to discuss these symptoms with your healthcare provider." (And also, fwiw, ending with "curiosity": "Are you currently eating anything specific before bed, or have you noticed any patterns with when these episodes tend to occur?")]

About what I expected, I guess? Honestly most striking to me was my internal reaction to advice-to-me-Claude, which was like... okay now I know from the other chat that what you are saying is pretty reasonable and well-supported (well, "know" to the extent that I trust lit-review-helper-Claude, which for the purpose of this train of thought I do)... but I still think you're full of shit and am mad at you for just parroting the standard lines as if I don't know anything! Which, not to comment on LLMs being "just" "stochastic parrots" or whatever, but um, "parroting the standard lines" is definitely Working As Expected.

*I should say "to my taste", of course.

Zero points to anyone who can guess why I'm posting this at 4am

[femaletwstsupremacy]

Yay henlo !! I’m so happy i found your blog because it’s hard to find people write the twst characters as female ♡ ૮꒰˶ฅ́˘ฅ̀˶꒱ა would you be able to write something for fem rook? Like the reader is super talented at realism art and draws for rook or something like that ? :0

"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚."

✦ Content – Reader is an NRC student and has been there for years, reader kinda has their own personality, most likely incorrect french (Feel free to correct me if so!), mention of being taken advantage of, reader had trust issues, hurt/comfort?

Author's note: Hii, I kinda got carried away with writing and went off course with the original request. So sorry about that /_ \ But I wanted to give some perspective into how I imagine life in NRC is with all the trouble makers and their weird strength hierarchy. Especially putting into perspective of those that are viewed as the lowest in the weird strength hierarchy.

There were plenty of things students in NRC disagreed on, most disagreements resulting in a vicious fight in the hallways with students cheering at the sides. Often ending with both sides having a nasty rivalry with the other for the rest of their years on campus.

But there was one thing that most (if not all) students could agree on. It was that, Rook Hunt, the Vice of Pomefiore, is a total freak. Hell, she even embraces the ridiculous title with flamboyant and ‘Rookish’ grace. Seeing the name the others gave her as “A beautiful alliance between multiple rivals.” Which isn’t exactly far off with the bitter relationships most students have with each other.

But unfortunately for you, you’ve caught the attention of said Vice.

“Come now, mon artiste. Won’t you let me take a glance at your drawings?” Rook pleads for nth time. You look up from your sketchbook for a brief moment to glance at the huntswoman, you looked as if you considered her words and Rook, being the optimistic person she is, grinned from ear to ear upon seeing your expression. Maybe this time you’ll let her see your wonderful creations? But unfortunately, her hopes were quickly dashed when you shook your head before going back to drawing.

Rook sighs, feeling deflated at your rejection. Her expression showing mild disappointment.

It’s a familiar routine at this point. Rook would come out of nowhere to bother you about letting her look at your ‘wonderful creations’ (Her words, not yours.) while you would constantly reject her requests to even see a single glance of what’s inside your sketchbook. Leading the huntswoman to silently sulk at your side, staring at you in way that pleads for you to reconsider, but you aren’t so easily swayed. Though, you do have to admit, her charm did have a slight effect on you. But of course, like any NRC student, you’ll never say it out loud.

A silence settled between you two, it wasn’t the awkward type of silence, but it didn’t exactly feel comfortable either. What with the vice’s gloomy mood in the face of your rejection, you ignored her as usual, even if something in your heart tugs at you to…cheer her up? Your face scrunches up in frustration. You don’t understand why you’re feeling this at all, why would you want to cheer her up? You want her to stay far away from you, and a good way of doing that if making yourself unlikable.

So why? What are these supposed to mean?

“Why are you frowning so deeply, mon artiste?” You instantly snap back to reality at the sound of Rook’s voice, loosening your grip on the pencil you were unknowingly squeezing when you were consumed in your thoughts. Shit. You avert your eyes, not wanting to see the look on Rook’s face. Was it teasing? Was it one of mockery? Perhaps it was an eerie smile that doesn’t reach the eyes. Either way, it has to be something malicious. It was Night Raven culture to take advantage of any form of weakness after all.

You hear Rook shifting closer, but before you could react or attempt to move away you felt a warm hand caressing your cheek, slowly turning your head – as if you were a delicate flower that could be easily crushed underfoot – to face the body attached to it.

You could feel your breath catch hitch once you’ve properly laid your eyes on Rook. You expected to see the expression of someone that wants to manipulate you, use you. But instead, you are faced with eyes filled with worry and furrowed brows. Accompanied with a frown on her slim lips. You stay that way for a while. You, looking at Rook dumbstruck and Rook, opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water. It seems that for once, the exuberant huntress was unable to form words that usually comes so easily on her tongue.

It took an almost embarrassingly long time before Rook finally found her words and spoke up, “Mon artiste, please do not think I would try to force you into anything. So please don’t look so frightened.” Rook paused, lightly dragging her thumb along your cheek. “I won’t ask you to tell me your problems, but I promise that I won’t do anything unsavory.” You shifted your gaze downward, your lip trembling from emotions that you’ve been suppressing for so long.

You lean your head on Rook’s shoulder, your face pressing on to the fabric of her uniform. You don’t cry – it’s not the right place to cry at the moment – settling on just savoring the warmth in silence. Rook doesn’t push you off, instead wrapping her arms around you. Engulfing you in her warmth fully.

Neither of you talk, you don’t need to. You already understand each other even without words.

Made by @femaletwstsupremacy. Please do not copy, use, or steal my work.

[apocalypticavolition]

Let's (re)Read The Great Hunt! Chapter 24: New Friends and Old Enemies

Spoiler alert: I don't know who made this. Eugene de Blaas definitely did most of the work, but I found this as a reblog of a now-dead account "laurientius" so... yeah. Also spoiler alert: My reread has spoilers for the entirety of the series. Don't keep reading if that's going to be a problem.

A second chapter in a row with the Flame of Tar Valon, which again is a reflection of us exploring the White Tower.

Egwene curtsied, then stuck out her tongue at the Accepted’s retreating back.

Egwene has a weird problem with authority sometimes. I suppose Pedra must have an unpleasantness in her voice, though we know from later on that she's not really that unpleasant.

“My name is Elayne,” she said. She tilted her head, studying Egwene. “And you are Egwene. From Emond’s Field, in the Two Rivers.” She said it as if it had some significance, but went right on anyway.

The significance is of course primarily that she's already met someone from the Two Rivers and not specifically that Egwene is her subject. Elayne's not awful like that.

Also: yay! Elayne!

From now on, you will be at training at this hour every day, as a matter of fact. From breakfast until High, then again from dinner to Trine. If you are especially quick or especially slow, they may take you from supper to Full, as well, but that is usually for more chores.

All the chores and training sounds like a particularly grueling schedule, though I suppose the average gal in this setting would probably find it relaxing since they'd be working all day at the farm or store anyway.

“You saw it around me?” she said excitedly. “I saw it around you. Sheriam Sedai said I would, eventually. This was the first time. For you, too?”

How can they not be fated to be bestest buds at this point? In a more sapphic novel this is the part where they'd kiss. Well, think about it anyway.

Abruptly Egwene found herself remembering a tale Rand had told, a tale she had not believed, about falling off a wall into a garden and meeting. . . . “You’re the Daughter-Heir of Andor,” she gasped.

Shoulda believed that poor boy.

“She keeps a willow switch on her desk. She says if you can’t learn to follow the rules in a civilized way, she will teach you another way. There are so many rules for novices, it is very hard not to break some of them,” she finished.

Elayne probably hasn't been spanked much before this. Considering the schoolgirl approach to the Tower training, the switch being present is probably some of the least eyebrow raising physical punishment we see in the series, but again it's important to note these things so we can discuss the more egregious examples later on.

But we are children. The Aes Sedai, the full sisters, are the grown women. The Accepted are the young women, old enough to be trusted without someone looking over their shoulders every moment. And novices are the children, to be protected and cared for, guided in the way they should go, and punished when they do what they should not.

In fairness to the Aes Sedai way of thinking here, novices are unlikely to be a tenth of the way through their natural lifespan at this point and Accepted only barely past that. The long life makes for longer periods of initiation.

Egwene, there are only forty novices in the Tower. Only forty, and no more than seven or eight will become Accepted.

Yeah those numbers are outright atrocious. Without change, the White Tower won't be able to last as an institution past the current number. By the time they've died of old age, there won't be enough Aes Sedai left just to train the new generation.

But the Tower will not . . . cannot . . . lower its standards.

Elayne is correcting herself here to be diplomatic, but she was right the first time, as Egwene shows. There's plenty of ways the Tower could have high standards without doing all the crap it does. And Sheriam badmouthing the current state of affairs is just so perfect. As a Black she's encouraging novices and accepted to despair at the current state of affairs while seeming to be arguing for something that would only hinder the Blacks and thus keep her above suspicion.

Elayne paused, and then said, “Is Rand well?” Egwene felt a sudden stab of jealousy—Elayne was very pretty—but over it came a stronger stab of fear.

Egwene just ain't used yet to Rand being off the table, but her heart's in the right place.

Anyway, I’ve not seen her since the day we arrived, with Whitecloaks dogging our trail. They are still camped on the Dragonmount side.

What delightful foreshadowing.

“Men,” Egwene muttered. “I dance a few dances with a nice boy, and Rand goes around looking like a dog with a sore tooth, but he—”

But he didn't dance with anyone and barely flirted except with Elayne. Calm down girl. Hypocrisy is your worst look.

The man rumbled a bitter laugh. “With two or three of you watching my every move? You’re just afraid I’ll find a knife.” At the look in the Accepted’s eyes, he laughed again. “For myself, woman. For myself. Lead me to your garden, and your watching eyes.”

Poor Logain. Elayne's quite wrong. At the moment he's less dangerous than most other men.

“Do they always have to be gentled?” she asked. Elayne stared at her, mouth agape, and she quickly added, “It is just that I’d think the Aes Sedai would find some other way to deal with them. Anaiya and Moiraine both said the greatest feats of the Age of Legends required men and women working together with the Power. I just thought they’d try to find a way.”

Good cover, Egwene. And honestly the kind of question that, even though you are asking it as a ruse, shows your potential and keen mind.

“I know you,” Egwene said. “You worked at the inn in Baerlon.” A light breeze riffled the water beneath the bridge, and graywings warbled in the trees of the garden.

You can see why people think Egwene should be ta'veren, though I'd say all these meetings are more about her being at the place that is the current fulcrum of the world than anything inherent to her.

She said I’d have to share my husband with two other women, and I’d never put up with that. She just laughs, and says it was never her idea of how to run things, either.

It's a little bit of a shame from a drama perspective that there's never any real fallout when Elayne realizes that Min knew she was one of the other two women all along. It's also sad for Min that it's quite clear she dislikes her destiny and never comes to terms with it.

“A white flame, and. . . . Oh, all sorts of things. I don’t know what it means.”

The White Flame is obviously the Amyrlin Seat itself - surprising no one makes this connection early. I expect she sees the lights she saw last book, more swallowed up now that Egwene is comparatively alone (though Elayne may be another person who has this image). She probably sees something about Gawyn in specific that she doesn't want to share in front of Elayne.

“One of the things she said she saw looking at me was a severed hand. Not mine, she says. She claims she does not know what it means, either.”

This would have been Rand's severed hand back when he was going to lose it by royal decree but I have no clue what it's about now. Maybe it's got something to do with the Band of the Red Hand?

She tried to settle herself, to think of Rand. He’s so . . . beautiful. She gave a jump, half afraid she had spoken aloud.

Galad's getting extra attention in this first meeting is probably an artifact of when he would have ended up with Egwene after Gawyn died. Still kinda works to subvert the first meeting of fated lovers kinda thing though.

I have met all sorts of people, and they’ve met Rand al’Thor. Some do not even know his name, but the description could not be anyone else, and he’s shifted every one of their lives. There was an old farmer who came to Caemlyn just to see Logain, when Logain was brought through on his way here; yet the farmer stayed to stand for Mother when the riots started. Because of a young man off to see the world, who made him think there was more to life than his farm.

We're going to hear a lot more about the lives Rand changes. It's funny that it's Gawyn who first really highlights it, considering how negative his obsession ends up being.

“We three are tied together,” Min said, “and we cannot let any man get in the way of that. Not even him.”

Min, when after this book is the next time you even see Egwene? Maybe in Caemlyn for a bit? You and she have almost less time together than you and Mat and that's saying an alarming amount.

“In Caemlyn, child, I am councilor to the Queen your mother, but this is the White Tower, and you, a novice.”

I mean yeah Elaida's being a bit stuck up here but is she wrong? I bet if Sheriam overheard Elayne not say "Sedai" to Elaida she'd have her horsewhipped before Elaida could get two words in. The whole point is to leave old connections behind, even if the Tower is hypocritical and wants the princesses it teaches to rise to power.

Behind them, Egwene heard the Aes Sedai begin, “I am given to understand, girl, that you were brought here by Moiraine Sedai.”

Does Min see the White Flame around Elaida? Does she see Fain? The vanity tower? The Black Ajah hunters? The a'dam?

She looked over her shoulder to make sure the Aes Sedai was not following her, but Elaida was nowhere in sight.

Dammit narrative I want my questions answered and here you are cutting in only when it's too late! It's frankly a bizarre choice at this point, as Min gets only the tiniest bit of POV and only to establish that she's pissed at Moiraine too. That could have been done in Egwene's perspective I think.

Next time: The House of the Rising Sun!

[buffa-z]

ep 15

oh boy episode 15! i hope nothing bad happens!

also i lied last time this is the real final tsumuri vlog of this game

god the way ace just angrily pixels away, rapidly, before he can get a word in. its more violent than the five stomach punches

oh yes time for one of the most iconic bits of the series. the main rider covered his room in pictures of his own face

aww hes a bitch when hes amnesiated

(frantically sweeps through bead curtain)

tsumuri is like actually not supposed to ask questions ever but now not only has ace learned way too much, hes also given tsumuri the leeway to question things too

archimedel is like finally this is my chance to win with the jamato. man you dont even know whats gonna happen to you

notice how its literally a chess game between the two sides

rafflesia time - battleship wars

tsumuri: the top scorer (looks at michinaga) will become the desashin

neon leading the charge

this is such a nasty boss fight esp with only three people. even knight wasnt this overtly destructive

i love how neon is like "i can get points by helping /and/ by killing" folks shes bisexual

no one is beating buffa in melee range im afraid

yikes rook fucks him up a little bit (ranged attack)

oh rook says shiros line! in front of buffa! this is a clue

everyone stop doubting yourself and praising ace or im gonna get mad.

cut to ace at work. the silver blazer actually looks great on him im afraid

stop praising ace this sucks

the reason ace was able to do it was not because hes special. he just has ranged attacks and always gets Boost. you need Boost not idealismmmm. great man theory is Out materialism is In get with the program

buffa unfortunately in this instance you are also out of the meta, as they say, for this fight. this fight was designed to be unwinnable even by you, the guy who usually does most of the work

but notice how everyone is weaker bc they dont believe in themselves enough

thats not gonna stop buffa from his revolve cartwheel which we can all agree fucks severely

girori is realllyyy not thinking when it comes to letting buffa win. if geats wins, you can still play games with him. if buffa wins, its over for everyone forever

no buffa dont remember advice geats gave for a different game

oh boy. looks like luck is finally on his side ... yay...

and of course ace finds him. even at the end if the world

"son of a ..." is a good way to put that in english lol

ace immediately and unflinchingly offering him care and buffa just patently refusing even a little bit of it, even if ace doesnt remember anything

not the repeated courage and recklessness moral again were doomed were dooommeed

buffa: youre still on your high horse even after all that happened?

ace: ive never seen this man before in my life??

indicating he doesnt even remember the time he met michinaga outside the dgp. assumedly bc tsumuri was there too

buffas strawman ethos argument vs nagos correct but unsupported argument. and the impending death of the world. and geats is there too

"from where im standing, every damn one of you is the same!" he says his rehearsed line despite not believing it at all

ace: well idk whats going on but he nailed that delivery

his heavy breathing

oh thats gore. thats gore of my comfort character. YAYYYYYYY

time for the scene that will live on in the hearts of insane people anywhere

"what's the difference between me and you? why can you do it, and i cant?" is one of the core questions that launched tmc

getting his blood all over aces blazerrr

ill give it to him mokudai's pain grunt range might be the best ive seen yet

forcing him to touch the id core so he has to fucking remember

say it with me everyone "MAKE ME BELIEVE YOU"

now ace remembers, michinaga just died in his arms, and the world is about to die. and all he is is angry

ace lifting both of the other riders up and running with them bc he Can Not lose anyone else

that was a whole 30 seconds of being frozen with grief on the ground tho. which for him is a lot.

"I remembered being the man that he knew." you cant say stuff like that man. you just cant. you cant.

on rewatch, its obvious ace really is trying to take down the dgp in his own way. and he never thought buffa shouldn't get his wish, only that he wanted his own first. he was always on buffa's side, even if he was annoying about it.

ace: im not here bc i want to win. im here bc im a goddamn kamen rider and im gonna save the city

girori still trying to get one of the others to do it but they also are turning on him

neon has so much self doubt its not fair. i mean shes right but its a matter of buckles not whether ace is there. like really i think it was just bc ace's retirement was so sudden and demoralizing, not to mention punkjack going possessed/awol, that brought everyone down

oh nowwww you wanna give buckles huh. now you put boost on the table. i see how it is.

ace: seriously man for the last time, im kamen rider gets and im gonna save the city. its not a puzzle

yuppppp lets rules lawyer this bitch

tsumuri: he is literally kamen rider geats and hes going to save the city

lets go over the poster clues yupp bring the horns in

shout out to whoever on the prop team wrote all these notes and the person who translated all of it for the sub. i Am looking

also ive always wondered how long those notes have been there. has it always had the part about "dont tell your family" bc the ways its written, that's not a tacked on addition. so either he wrote it beginning of this game, or he wrote it sometime last game. it had to be after the first-ep wish bc otherwise he was going to staples and getting promo posters of himself printed one at a time. which i like thinking about but isn't true

see what i mean about how they just needed boost. well its good to see kon again at least

fuck yes lets play the theme song over the final battle

the gun spin is always gonna be badass im sorry some things are just true . water is wet the earth orbits the sun and the geats magnum gun spin is cool as hell

HE USES BUFFAS ZOMBIE BUCKLE I FORGOTTTT FUUUUUUUCK

even tho he ends up using jet buckle to finish the fight, i like to think he does it to give buffa some credit, some hand in the win, especially considering how and why geats got the buckle

neon: well if were revealing secrets i wanna know answers too

stop being rude to tsumuri or im going to rip your eyes out

"this is for the highlight" said flatly like hes bored. fuck off

lets get the battle jazz in here NOWWW

ACE HISTORY FACT COUNTER: 7!(?) you can take down a fortress from the outside, if you've got enough firepower

(author has deleted long joke about ace infodumping about history of cannon warfare but was actually the authors own cleverly disguised history knowledge)

anyways this guys about to save the city everyone look

this guy will literally revolve in and out if every circumstance

HE ATE THE BEAM????

producer: thats my boy!

ace: hey how come my favorite part isnt happening (where all the buildings magically rewind in time so they can be fixed)

girori: heres how ace can still lose. . ... .

dude ace got up after holding michinagas dying body and still saved the other riders and the city. you cant win against him with firepower it doesnt work like that. you still have to break his spirit.

[kquil]

HI POOKIE!!!!! HOW HAVE YOU BEEN? I hope everything has been going well for you—if not, I pray things start getting better ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ 

I sent two asks separately so I’m going to divide my reply into this one ask (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

first ask:

HAHAHAHAHA MONSTROUS ASK I LAUGHED SO HARD AT THAT, but yes I couldn’t contain my geeky side coming out + I had to let you know how much I enjoy reading your work! it’s the least I can do after all your hard work (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ

your personal headcanoon was delivered exceptionally! And your inspiration for it is even more endearing ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) . I always get so sappy when I see older siblings subtly protecting younger siblings. But yes you’re right, our little pookies deserved so much better (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡ (but yay cause both of them found a home!!)

Agreed! Orion is a man child, the type of man child you’d want to give diarrhea too... 𓁹‿𓁹 I’m sure the reader is going to make it sting more and I’m going to sit in my desolate room and laugh like a hyena ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ (I think my neighbors can hear me laughing out loud they always side eye me after I have a laughing session) 

I can understand your dislike for mr dumbles (ᵕ—ᴗ—), but he is quite mischievous himself hahaha. Yes!!! Now having reader to compare loser Orion to, they’ll be able to know what they deserve with their beloved mother beside them. 

IDK IF I LOOK CUTE WHEN IM BEING A MENACE BUT THANKS HAHAHA IM BLUSHING ( ��◡ꈍ) I can tell, she’s gon have an immense effect on them and I can’t wait to read it!! it’s so obvious reader’s gon be the cool mum (•̀ᴗ•́ )و (she already is)

Baby Regulus is a cutie-pie!!! I’m so happy you got to write Mcgonagall! YAYYYY!!! 

You’re doing an amazing job at writing this series, I was hooked from the beginning—I just didn’t have the courage to send an ask before (╥_╥). And of course I must tell you how much you have an impact— I’m sure on all of us ˃̵ᴗ˂̵   

DAMOCLES AND RUTH ARE PERFECT. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH KQUILLLL LIKE I GUSHED SO MUCH READING CHP 6. Their love for each other is so pure. I don’t know if you plan to make the blacks (excluding loser Orion) a family friend of this lovely couple BUT if you do, they’d be a such a great example of a healthy couple for regulus and sirius hehe. of course we have the potters and the lupins…I’ve often seen the parents in these families be depicted as healthy—there’s not much on Peter’s family, sometimes he’s just living with his mother or grandmother. I don’t know what you plan to do further but I know I’m going to love it anyway hehe. 

And yes I know you love your cliffhangers, always leaving us longing for more ¬‿¬ 

Can’t wait to see what is up with walburga, I kind of have an idea but I’ll let you know if what I thought was correct or not once you post chapter 7!!

AGAIN I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW HOW MUCH YOUR WORK IS APPRECIATED AND LOVED. I’m happy I can express it to you hehe (I’m going to try to ignore that you called me a lovely darling cause I’m shy OKAY AHHHHH THANK U)

second ask:

I WAS A TREAT? YAYYYY!!!!! 

hahaha yes! Halloween isn’t widely celebrated here. We do have a few events but people usually do it for cosplays or the country does it in specific tourist spots. CHRISTMAS SPIRIT IS ALWAYS ALIVE WOOHOOOO. Also I’m stealing this emoji from you ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪ hehe

hehehe of course ♡ ♡ ♡

I try to have a positive attitude as much as I can haha!! Thank you for your encouragement (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE ADVICE!!! I really appreciate it ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

I actually used to write before but I stopped in between due to my poor mental health. I’ve been meaning to start writing again but I was hesitant. However, a friend of mine really encouraged me to start and I thought to ask for advice and this really helped and encouraged me!! 

Creative writing had always been an escape for me before I completely stopped so it feels foreign yet familiar. Thank you so much once again hehe    ≽^•⩊•^≼ 

I’ll make sure to send the sources your way soon! Being a witness to the ones suffering is really important when a lot of people continue neglecting or ignoring them and honestly it’s the least we can do. Thank you so much for showing up for them! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚

-🌸

MY DARLING! HELLO! I'm so sorry it took me this long to reply, the past few weeks have been crazy busy but i'm finally getting back on track with things so i think your prayers have worked hehe~ (。>\\<)♡ 

first ask

Yeah! Oh my goodness, I think your ask was the longest ask I had ever recieved! It was very much a monsterous ask (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) but please feel free to let out your geeky side and telling my your thoughts, it makes all the work worthwhile and it's always a pleasure to talk to you and fangirl with you too!

Awww~ I get like that too and thank you thank you! I will be delivering more domestic fluffiness and family bonding scenes for our beloved boys and their mother dearest! I can't wait until you see what I have planned for when they're teenagers! (。✪ω✪。)

LOL! I can so imagine you laughing maniacally at the justice being served but you and I are the same in that sense, I laugh the same way when I'm writing so, just know, that you're not alone (๑>◡<๑)

Yes yes, I'm definitely taking advantage of Mr Dumbles' mischievous side, I don't think the worst of him comes out until that dreaded prophecy is given but our reader isn't taking any chances, that's for sure -- and I agree, having Orion to compared our lovely reader to makes the decision so sooo obvious!

Reader, for sure, is going to be the best mother ever! Anything for our darling babies and their friends and all of our other favourite characters! And I'm so happy to write McGonagall too, she with Reader and Madam Pomfrey are going to be a motherly golden trio ✧。٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*。

You're the sweetest! I'm so happy you built up the courage to send an ask my way in the end, you've had a profound impact on me too, my darling! Writing for you is never a struggle ( ˶˘ ³˘(ˊᗜˋ*)!♡ 

That's so perfect and true! Damocles and Ruth would be a great example of a healthy couple for our babies! But, of course, with Reader being Damocles' only 'investor' making them family friends seems to be the natural path forward (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)♡

hehe~ cliffhangers are the best and I love seeing your theories for what you think may happen so please come forward with your thoughts before, reading, after reading or even in between updates! Hearing your thoughts have to be one of my favourite things as a writer/author (。>\\<)♡ 

AND I APPRECIATE YOU SO SO MUCH FOR GIVING MY WRITING A CHANCE AND SHOWING ME YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT! I honestly don't think I would have been writing this long without your darlings ♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ ) (i will always be calling you a lovely darling, it's very fitting for you, no? I think so, at least, and that's what matters!)

second ask

Seeing you in my inbox is ALWAYS a treat, my darling ( ˶˘ ³˘(ˊᗜˋ*)!♡ and as long as the Christmas vibes are on point, you're good! Haha! Awww~ so cute, I love these emojis so much! They're adorable, very much like you (⸝⸝> ᴗ•⸝⸝)  

That's great, having the right attitude is half the battle done o( ˶^▾^˶ )o  and you're very welcome! I understand what you mean about putting writing on hold, your mental health always comes first so please don't ever feel bad about prioritising it -- also, you and me both on creative writing being an escape, it's the best feeling ever so I'm happy to see you're giving it another go. I'm cheering you on all the way!

Please do, I would really appreciate that. Again, there's not much I can dobut being aware of it and making sure those people aren't suffering in silence is the least I can do. And thank you for bringing them to my attention, you have such a big heart and it speaks so much to your beauty and kindness, aren't I lucky to be friends with such a person? (づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡

[punkscowardschampions]

Tancy

Teddy: [Coming at you in response to your party post, don’t mind me]

Teddy: Is it private or can anyone join?? 🤔

Nancy: Private parties are only fun when the exclusionary nature is purposeful, cutting and I’m the one making the call

Nancy: I don’t think you’ve given me any reason to axe you from the guest list this time… have you?

Teddy: As your sister’s unlikely to be on it, no

Nancy: How delightful, you’ve had a lover’s tiff

Nancy: You got it in one, obviously my darling sister wouldn’t step foot in here unless to chastise me for something

Teddy: The domestics MUST be catching similar to the boredom

Nancy: Half my friends are finally finished with their boring essays and exams, the rest are frantically rushing to meet an extended deadline they BEGGED for, numbers and fun are way down still

Nancy: Who’s domestic, do tell

Teddy: Oh how relatable & dull

Teddy: I was on holiday with the family but J’s wife’s hormones sent us all packing 

Nancy: Tragic, isn’t it

Nancy: Nothing a party can’t solve

Nancy: Ah, Chlo, I saw her mother just the other day in [some boujee shop like even better than Waitrose lol], did let slip how massive she’s gotten, after some prompting

Teddy: It’s despicable, no wonder he’s cheating, again

Teddy: still, you expose it & you’re unfairly shot as messenger

Nancy: Did he ever stop?

Nancy: How mortifying of her to make such a fuss

Nancy: Gutted you got to be the bearer of bad news though

Teddy: Allegedly this brat was announced & he made a disgusting pledge, but I have 0 proof of that other than knowing my brother is that whipped for fatherhood

Nancy: It worked the first time… far as party tricks, she probably wants to work on some new ones but hey

Nancy: Makes sense why you’re so bored too, if you should be somewhere sunning yourself instead

Teddy: It clearly isn’t broke, more’s the pity when they need to do us all a huge favour & stop reproducing 

Teddy: heir & spare is redundant if you get yourself stricken from daddy dearest’s will

Nancy: I don’t know, your brother could unload his DNA into me any time he liked

Nancy: She really should do the sensible thing and stop it before it starts growing organs or whatever, she’s hardly maternal, what’s the point

Teddy: I’ll pass that along with your regards, darling

Nancy: Wonderful

Nancy: Who do you plan on bringing or are you coming solo?

Teddy: Who would you like me to bring, aside from J who is otherwise engaged, heartbreakingly?

Nancy: I am devastated

Nancy: Anyone, truly, I just can’t stand being alone

Nancy: [do list some other people around his age that you can think of]

Teddy: Fantastic

Nancy: Oh, and your fit friend

Nancy: I’ve forgotten his name

Teddy: I’m going to need slightly more description, Nance

Nancy: I’m stalking your followers list, hold on

Nancy: did you know your bio has been changed or?

Teddy: Do you want to [a lewd af act] him or [an even more ridiculous one because depends how fit he is haha, but then he’ll be able to guess] him?

Teddy: I changed it, so yeah

Nancy: The second, obviously, I’m not a nun

Nancy: Okay, own it, I guess

Teddy: [a correct guess of who this friend is] will be there

Teddy: & of course, my sister was in the midst of trying to hate crime me

Nancy: Yay, my night has been saved, I owe you

Nancy: Conversion therapy would be more of a serve than rehab

Teddy: She can make the booking when she’s capable of taking cock which isn’t permanently soft, it reeks of her own gay panic

Nancy: I can see it, she is that kind of power lesbian stereotype, love that for her 

Teddy: G dresses like one & Seb is such a boi name

Nancy: It would spice up what is set to be another dull marriage, I doubt you’re that lucky, sorry

Teddy: I’m absolutely not 💔

Nancy: You won’t be, I’ve sorted so much gear for tonight

Teddy: [namedropping a dealer we like]?

Nancy: He’s coming and [another one just for fun] they aren’t in like a turf war, I did check

Teddy: Well done

Nancy: I’d get kicked out of here if things got that street, can’t have that

Teddy: The shame, you’d have to relocate to [a postcode we’re shading]

Nancy: 😱💀 How dare you

Nancy: I’d sooner marry your sister’s limp-dick fiance before set foot in that neighbourhood

Teddy: Kindly do take him off her hands, if I have to sit across from him for another Sunday I may just start a turf war of my own

Nancy: Aw, baby gangster

Nancy: Has he no craic? Is it really all just 🤑? Yikes

Teddy: I’m sorry? Translation please, you went all THAT side of your family on me there

Nancy: Oh shut up, you know what it means, how much of a bore is he

Teddy: 100% naturally or I wouldn’t care

Nancy: Maybe you should shank him then

Nancy: at least THAT side of my family has the good grace to be entertaining

Teddy: Do they?

Nancy: You have no idea, darling

Teddy: I’m yet to be invited to one of those parties

Nancy: Count yourself lucky, with my sister, I’m sure you’ll never get that far

Teddy: I’m quite sure I’m over the chase

Nancy: 💔

Teddy: As you said, she isn’t forthcoming with her happy endings

Teddy: it’s becoming an epidemic

Nancy: Last I heard she was still fake gay anyway

Nancy: my family is far too dysfunctional for Sunday dinners though, it’s been a while

Teddy: You should catch up, there have been romantic developments 

Nancy: Who with?

Teddy: TBC, officially

Nancy: Hmm

Nancy: If it’s just another closeted lesbian

Teddy: It’s definitely someone XY

Nancy: Careful, that sounds dangerously close to studying, and I refuse

Nancy: As long as it’s someone attractive this time, I may consider offering my sisterly advice and attention

Teddy: I’d expect no less, from you at least, darling

Nancy: It can hardly be worse, what can I do about my brother’s taste for incest?

Teddy: It always can, my siblings fucking each other would be preferable to the humiliating spouses they choose

Nancy: You’d feel left out

Teddy: Possibly, but Chlo & Seb could be left out, in the cold

Nancy: Story of her life, truly

Teddy: Gia would, she’s desperate for that piece of my father & they look plenty alike

Nancy: Too bad he went so, so boring in rehab

Nancy: not entirely convinced they didn’t perform some kind of lobotomy, he’d never go for it

Teddy: Hopefully they performed a vasectomy too, Chlo wouldn’t shut up about having one over on him when she thought he was finally going to leave her

Nancy: Did she now

Nancy: Well, you know how it was back then, don’t you

Teddy: The newest can’t be his, they don’t ever touch

Nancy: Maybe they never did, she’s always been quite the liar

Teddy: He wouldn’t remember, he’s the perfect cuck scapegoat

Nancy: Poor, poor James

Teddy: He enjoys it, he must

Nancy: maybe

Nancy: or she was determined someone from our group was going to be stuck with her, he was the unlucky one

Teddy: regardless, it gives him pity ammo to fire into his affairs so they feel suitably sorry for him

Nancy: Him leaving her mid-pregnancy would be too good

Teddy: Hence he won’t, ever the disappointment 

Nancy: Not if you find out and spill what her final weapon is, that would definitely tank it all and you could enjoy the fireworks

Teddy: It’s that he’s not the father, obviously, nothing else would hit close to the same

Nancy: Do you think she’s lying?

Teddy: I don’t doubt she tells him they aren’t his brats a hundred times a day

Nancy: Right, not exactly trustworthy

Nancy: she can’t be so delusional that she thinks he’d care about any of her own pre-porker extramaritals though

Teddy: He didn’t do the cheek swabs when my father tried to lay down the law pre-wedding, he won’t have now either

Nancy: Duh, he doesn’t want to know he was actually tricked into wasting the best years of his life with her for nothing

Nancy: truth always outs though, whether you’re going to force it or not

Teddy: I’m off her godfather & confidante list for the moment, not forever

Nancy: You’ve got ‘til they return to think up a charming apology, the [whatever drugs you know he’s gonna go for] will help you get creative

Teddy: Precisely, it’ll be too easy

Nancy: that she is, nothing to be done about that, I’m afraid

Teddy: That truth has long been outed

Nancy: She did worse at school than me, that was really saying something, I don’t think I turned up for half of my exams

Teddy: & you’re horrifically disabled

Nancy: Who said that?

Teddy: [someone you’re dobbing in whether they actually said it or not, I’m sure they didn’t]

Nancy: They can get off the guestlist then

Teddy: Deserved, it’s SUCH a mean thing to say

Nancy: especially when they look like this [and a photo of this person gurning because we just keep unflattering photos for revenge] when they’re on it, no room to judge

Teddy: Ha ha

Nancy: I’m SO telling [their S/O] when they get here

Teddy: As you should, imagine waking up next to that for a minute longer than necessary

Nancy: The view from here is outstanding, on the other hand

Teddy: Truly

Nancy: You should invite [someone we know he’s in messy drama with, just for funsies, as much chaos as possible]

Teddy: You’re right, if I wasn’t jetlagged I’d have thought of that

Nancy: You poor, poor thing, you’ll have to stay up all weekend

Teddy: Keep me company & I won’t mind

Nancy: That’s the plan, isn’t it

Teddy: You’ve forgotten your plans with [fit friend]

Nancy: I haven’t

Teddy: Then you’re double booking yourself, darling

Nancy: I can multitask, not actually being disabled

Teddy: He’ll be devastated you intend to

Nancy: No one stays long enough to be devastated, that’s the only, if unspoken, rule

Teddy: You can be devastated, or devastate, in a second, that’s another

Nancy: Yes but I’m so nice, everyone knows that

Teddy: I don’t

Nancy: how rude

Teddy: It is, I have so very little intimate knowledge of you

Nancy: Best ask around, you’re far too young for anything but hearsay

Teddy: Age is just a number & not actually being disabled you shouldn’t struggle to count

Nancy: I’m aware

Nancy: your friend is 18 though, right?

Teddy: [lie that he isn’t even though he is because you don’t want her to sleep with him haha, not at all casually claiming this boy is underage when it’s you who is because we haven’t done your birthday yet]

Nancy: No way, he looks like he could deadlift me

Teddy: [not you also starting a rumour this boy is on steroids or something haha, we love to see it]

Nancy: Oh, great

Nancy: he’s going to ‘roid out and trash my place 🙄

Teddy: I’ll uninvite him, I haven’t invited him yet anyway

Nancy: Yeah, I can tell

Teddy: For the record, I could deadlift you too

Teddy: you can’t weigh more than [we’re being flattering, but also I imagine his unit of measurement is something hilarious and boujee instead of stone or pounds or anything normal]

Nancy: You’re so sweet

Teddy: I’m simply not registered blind, that’s all

Nancy: Invite your friend, there’s always room for one more

Nancy: I might upgrade if he does throw the TV out the window or something else cliche

Teddy: As you wish

Nancy: You can stay as long as you like

Teddy: I tend to

Nancy: When do the happy couple get back?

Teddy: [drop that date on her, probably something totally unpractical like late sunday night when Jay has school again on monday because Chlo booked it]

Nancy: I am long overdue a visit, will have to show my face, see how she is

Teddy: She’ll be ecstatic to see you again

Nancy: What can I bring a pregnant woman, I only know what she likes when she doesn’t have to care about a foetus 

Teddy: Something she can eat? It’s apparently all she does judging by the size of her

Nancy: You would too if no one would fuck you and you can’t even drink about it, poor thing

Nancy: I’ll bring the booze, just in case she still needs it

Teddy: You’re all heart, Nancy

Nancy: I did tell you

Teddy: I have been known to need telling certain things multiple times

Nancy: That’s okay, it isn’t my reputation you’re interested in tanking

Teddy: Not tonight

Nancy: Good luck

Teddy: I don’t require luck, I have skill

Nancy: and you did admit to being severely lacking on that front

Teddy: As I’m lacking in irish blood

Nancy: Craic, tbd

Teddy: It has no business sounding like crack & therefore distracting me each & every time

Nancy: 😅 Soon, boy, soon

Teddy: What o’clock do you want me?

Nancy: When can you get here?

Teddy: As soon as you ask

Nancy: right answer

Teddy: So, what’s yours?

Nancy: now

Nancy: everyone else is letting me down and being so goddamn boring

Teddy: Okay

Nancy: Okay

Nancy: and if you see [describe a boy that is clearly your boyfriend lol] turn up, don’t tell him like, half the things I’ve said, or do, at least that’ll be entertaining

Teddy: I’ll consider both options equally carefully

Nancy: I need to myself, he’s being a prick

Teddy: How so?

Nancy: I wish it were in an exciting way, just acting like he NEEDS to pass whatever exam he has and that means he can’t come over

Teddy: Would you like me to ensure he fails? 

Nancy: Go on

Teddy: You can pay to pass, it’ll also go the other way

Nancy: What would you want in return?

Teddy: What would make you think I want anything?

Nancy: I would

Teddy: Well, perhaps I’m only eager to show you what I’m capable of

Nancy: that would be worth your time, yes

Teddy: I’m aware of your worth

Nancy: Smooth

Nancy: as you’re being kind tonight, I’ll save you your money, he’s likely to fail however hard he revises

Nancy: too many rugby balls to the head

Teddy: [not this boy transferring her however much money he thinks it would have cost him]

Teddy: You take it, buy yourself whatever it was you mistakenly believe him capable of bringing to the table

Nancy: Why do you want me to be alone?

Teddy: I’m on my way

Nancy: I already asked, you didn’t have to do anything else

Teddy: It’s nothing

Nancy: Okay

Teddy: What are you going to spend the money on? Do tell

Nancy: You shouldn’t need three guesses 

Nancy: What do you think he brings to the table, Teddy?

Teddy: [send a link to an expensive but also very extra sex toy as his guess because assuming that’s all this dude is good for obvs but we aren’t calling her vanilla or basic with it, unlike Chlo who is literally getting a shady one as her baby shower gift with a note like at least this won’t get you pregnant, again, haha because I’ve had that idea since we first realised he’d be going and a gift would be needed]

Nancy: [gotta be done haha, send him back some even more outrageous options, being wild about it, unclear whether you’re saying for you or for him]

Nancy: Thanks, sweetie 😘

Teddy: I have the [most outrageous one lol whether he really does or is lying] in pink 

Teddy: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Nancy: Have to live up to your sister’s expectations 

Teddy: [send a link to shade your sister and her life choices, god knows, saying your Christmas/bday gifting is done with it whichever comes first]

Nancy: [send a link to some erectile dysfunction aids]

Nancy: Couples gift 💝 

Teddy: You’ve single-handedly saved Christmas 

Nancy: You can invite me then, I can’t handle another Dublin Christmas 

Teddy: The more the merrier

Nancy: when you’re not related to the more, yes 

Teddy: What I mean is, you’re more than welcome

Nancy: When’s the wedding?

Teddy: She has no sense of urgency considering the blatant deadline, dead being the key word

Nancy: Rather, an engagement means absolutely nothing when it comes to the will

Teddy: It would serve her right

Nancy: I’ve had an idea

Nancy: maybe she’s waiting for someone to object and they haven’t yet 😬

Teddy: I have, strongly

Nancy: Yes, not you, obviously

Nancy: an old flame, the one that got away, that’s what I would do if I wanted a grand gesture

Teddy: Oh, that is an idea

Nancy: You should scope out the exes, see if she can actually be saved or it’s a lost cause and you have to see him every Sunday ‘til he croaks it

Teddy: [be stalking them and giving her updates/the tea as you find it just for fun even though I’m sure you don’t know about all her exes remotely]

Nancy: Love how there’s not ever six degrees of separation between any two people in this town

Teddy: Who do you know & who would you love to?

Nancy: [tell him which of these men you or your friends have hooked up with, whether it’s entirely factual or not idk, likewise spilling tea because by your standards I’m sure they’re all very boring]

Nancy: [one of ‘em] is really, really minted though, he’d be a better BiL

Teddy: It would ruin her whole pretence of being a self-made entrepreneur & unbothered by other people’s money, which alone is enough reason to go ahead

Nancy: Bless her heart 😂

Nancy: self-made isn’t an appropriate title for anyone in your family since like the 1600s

Teddy: Why let reality get in the way of a ‘good’ story? But I’m the fantasist, please 

Nancy: People are hypocrites

Nancy: but you have a project now

Teddy: Like homework but rewarding

Nancy: Please, you’ll trigger me

Teddy: Come off it, all that was definitely too long ago for you to remember

Nancy: Cheek!

Teddy: I’m under no illusion you’re all grown up now

Nancy: Backatcha

Teddy: Hardly, but I’ll have you convinced

Nancy: Mhmm

Nancy: Door and bar is open regardless, you aren’t that much of a baby

Teddy: Not unless my mother’s a surprise addition to your guestlist

Nancy: Entertaining as that could prove to be

Nancy: I cannot be bothered getting in a fight with another middle-aged woman about her precious son

Teddy: Another?

Nancy: Have you had a serious girlfriend yet?

Nancy: It’s standard behaviour, truly

Teddy: No, but you’re really selling it

Nancy: Yeah, you’d LOVE the attention

Teddy: I’ll contemplate my options

Nancy: Point is, whoever she is, she won’t be good enough 💔

Teddy: A given, I’d be letting the poor girl know that

Nancy: 🙄😏

Nancy: You’re the worst

Teddy: It’s charitable, putting them in their place

Nancy: One for the UCAS apps, sure

Teddy: To be counted toward an extracurricular or work experience as well depending how hard they resist

Nancy: Do you doubt your abilities? 

Teddy: I doubt her, whoever she may be

Nancy: Relationships are overrated but

Nancy: doesn’t stop everyone insisting on shacking up same time every year

Teddy: I refuse to believe a power struggle ever is, people are doing relationships wrong, unsurprisingly

Nancy: It’s never a struggle, men only submit when they’re in love, they won’t until then, no matter what you do

Teddy: No matter what you do, maybe

Nancy: Ha ha

Teddy: [send her some hilarious bondage links to make men submit, just for funsies but also we’re always flirting]

Nancy: That’s easy

Nancy: Actually cucking someone like your brother, or mine

Nancy: takes time and skill

Teddy: Most things do, you’re spoiling yourself with the instantaneous fun of [her drug of choice]

Nancy: Why deny myself?

Teddy: Because you’d be heartbroken to lose your edge

Nancy: Not going to happen

Teddy: Good, your ancestors didn’t die in some terrible famine or other for you to be an embarrassment 

Nancy: What ancestors? Self-made actually applies, we don’t keep count of who came before

Teddy: I don’t know, the potato farmers or whoever

Nancy: Sounds like you know more about it than me

Teddy: Yes, I’ve regrettably set foot in a classroom recently, unlike some people

Nancy: Poor boy, it’s catching

Teddy: You’ll have to be the cure

Nancy: Looks like it, or you’re going to start talking about revision like everyone else

Nancy: hurry up

Teddy: How dare you, I’d NEVER speak of such things

Nancy: Tell me more about ancient history, Teddy, it’s SO fascinating

Teddy: [tell her about your own, the goss and the kiss and tells, ofc, because gotta be done]

Nancy: You are learning, in fairness, you’ve stopped talking about famine

Nancy: [someone(s) he’s just namedropped] is going to come through later

Teddy: Excuse me, I won’t stop mocking your poor relations or you, by extension

Teddy: Where would be the fun in that?

Nancy: I mean, feel free, I just think you expect me to be offended and I can’t deliver on that front

Teddy: Am I supposed to be offended [the person] is invited too?

Nancy: No, it may change your plans, was my thinking

Teddy: Share yours if you’re scheming 

Nancy: It could be entertaining to give them a little extra in the drink they already can’t handle, see what they say and do

Teddy: Very

Nancy: Last party I saw them at they [just list whatever mortification this person went through that you found hilarious]

Teddy: [likewise drop whatever embarrassing stories you have, which I’m sure you were sworn to secrecy about but you care not]

Nancy: I want that but funnier, more

Teddy: I’ll make it happen for you

Nancy: That’ll be why you’re invited

Teddy: ONE of your reasons, sure

Nancy: What other motives could I possibly have?

Teddy: Time will tell, not me

Nancy: For once

Teddy: Would you prefer me to be a discrete bore? I think not

Nancy: You would be correct, your stories amuse me

Teddy: Which is, naturally, my sole motive

Nancy: You’re not doing charity work here, relax

Nancy: it’s obvious what your motives are

Teddy: No, you aren’t from beginnings THAT humble

Nancy: And you’re not here to put me in my place

Teddy: You’re already where I want you

Nancy: [namedrop this hotel like cheers to that]

Teddy: [show up like see, we’re both where we should be because now he’s alone with her there basically which is obvs what he wants]

Nancy: [me like some other people show up please lmao but clearly no one else was as eager to jump on your invite and SOS so of course he’s here first, just grin at him and gesture towards the massive bar that all those rooms has basically because I am sure you already have a drink and he should catch up]

Teddy: [do grab a drink and down it to catch up whether you have to make it or there’s fully a butler here lol, not you also doing this to show her you’re a man and not a baby, sir you are 15]

Nancy: [the poor staff, let them go, you having someone to make you drinks all day is a terrible idea, at what point do they cut you off? Never, is probably the answer there, yikes; pat the seat beside you like come sit, come catch up, even though he is but 15 and you should not concern yourself with any of this]

Teddy: [the way he’s deliberately almost sitting on her hand to do the absolute most immediately whilst looking so angelic and like butter wouldn’t melt, never change, raise your new glass you’ve brought over to do a toast, literally saying ‘to you, and the end of your boredom’ before taking a drink because we love to be dramatic and amusing always]

Nancy: [kicking some distance back between y’all as if to free your hand but in an entirely playful and amused way, meeting his glass with your own and a look like god I hope so, resting your feet on him after this kicking because comfortable and must dramatically lounge to express your boredom adequately here]

Teddy: [you’ve likewise gotta lounge like a sir Charles cat boy as per, no notes, downing this second drink too but not getting up immediately to get another like you should because so comfortable, picking up her foot purely like he’s checking out her choice of footwear if she’s wearing shoes or commenting on the lack thereof if she isn’t]

Nancy: [you’re probably barefoot as well as not properly party dressed because an impromptu affair and not cool to try hard, though you can groan like he has just reminded you you probably want to change slightly because he has and you have not considered this yet because priorities, kicking him again like how rude lol]

Teddy: [gesturing like should I take mine off as if this is her house and thus a house rule but with a smirk because you’ve been here enough times to know there are no rules and you’re just trying to put the idea of undressing into her mind]

Nancy: [checking out whatever expensive shoes he has on approvingly, nodding ‘sure, I can sell them and escape my humble origins’ going to take his shoes off like lol, so bants, won’t end up in a playfight]

Teddy: [me knowing in my heart that his outfit is hideous because it is expensive and he dresses badly but knowing she’d like it because their tastes are clearly similar, we can’t even talk about this playfight that is ensuing and how quickly it would escalate because he can and will fully lift her off this sofa and be holding her like I told you I could deadlift you, as if that’s the only reason]

Nancy: [it isn’t a vibe but it’s expensive and that’s all that matters obviously, we don’t need to like it to know you two will, hence pulling whatever shirt he has on over his face is purely a distraction and way for you to escape, nothing else]

Teddy: [the LOL from within this shirt prison, icon vibes tbh, as is the way he’s reaching for her throat in such an OTT way like it’s just oh I’m so mad and am gonna throttle you sibling type bants instead of the hot move it actually is, god bless, and the EYE CONTACT when he’s out of this shirt doing that, also iconic, such a LOOK]

Nancy: [doing a dramatic frown so the noise you make seems more outraged in this playfight way than shocked in any real one, shaking your head like you’re getting hair out of your eyes and not as the most feeble attempt to get his hand away ever, giving his face a lil tap like a cat when it does the very slow one before going in]

Teddy: [my boo says skippidy paps and she’s so right for that, using his other hand to move her hair for her, again as if she genuinely needs that, so gently in contrast, and slowly, as his hand more deliberately tightens around her throat for a beat because we’re testing the waters of how much she’ll actually let us do here]

Nancy: [exactly dr phil, we’re not going off but gotta let you know we’re ready to at any moment lol, still, for right now, are we getting you off us, no, not a pussy, just here trying to push you onto your back to likewise see if we can]

Teddy: [let her push you purely so you fall back onto this sofa and can recline even more lavishly and indecently than you were before and can pat the space next to you like she did, knowing that you’ve purposely barely left her any so she’ll be practically sat on you if not likewise fully lying as you near enough are]

Nancy: [laughing at him because he’s such a ham and you find it genuinely funny, keeping him at literal arm’s length by still having your hands on his chest where you pushed him, debating your next move as you bite the inside of your lip, am going to decide it for you in this moment by making someone ring you so you hop off and up to answer that, be it the drugs or your boyfriend or some dramatic friend, whatever]

Teddy: [doing such an OTT 🥺  about this interruption because you know she’ll see it despite said interruption and how good you’ll look doing it and yep that’s totally the only reason you’re not at all gutted about this interruption nope nope, recline for a while watching her but then go and get and have your 3rd drink sir]

Nancy: [WATCHING him do this in silence whilst you let the person on the phone say whatever they gotta say, not replying until it’s totally necessary, at which point you turn around and head towards the bedroom so you don’t need to have this conversation in front of him, not because that would be awkward to do for reasons you don’t want to think about, grabbing a bottle as you go]

Teddy: [catch him loitering in the doorway for that flashfoward to the future and the 1st convo we did when they get the puppy and he’s being all rom com, we can all pretend it’s just because he’s eavesdropping for fun and goss because she made it clear she doesn’t want him to witness this convo but we all know it’s also because he’s gotta linger near her regardless of whether the door is open or closed]

Nancy: [we love a cheeky parallel, whether we’re going back in time or forwards, catch us rolling our eyes because this conversation is not adequately interesting enough to eavesdrop on, we’re not pretending otherwise, busying ourself actually looking for outfits whilst on this call so we don’t just stare at him, throwing something at him partially just to do so but also shrugging in the yes no way to see if he likes whatever this is or nah]

Teddy: [not you just shamelessly coming in and picking her an outfit wordlessly, holding things against her and staring to do the most ofc, never waiting for her reaction to an item before he discards it or tries pairing it with something else, behaving like a stylist or controlling bf, we love to see it, throwing his final lewk on her bed or a chair the way she threw something at him, as if this is casual]

Nancy: [just letting him do this and silently judging his taste and also learning what he likes all at once, why would you not, giving your best poker face to not give away what you think of this final selection, or whether you’ll put it on, reclining on your bed because this person won’t stfu and you can’t let that be known ANY other way, oh no]

Teddy: [coming and taking the bottle from her, whether that’s literally from her hand or from where she left it, because regardless after taking a swig as if that’s your reward for a very hard job well done you’ll have to return it, be that back to her hand or into her hand now instead of where she left it and either is an excuse to be up close and personal and !! before you then strut out with all the confidence of knowing she’ll wear the outfit and she therefore needs you to gtfo so she can put it on, we all know he’s lingering in the doorway again for a sec though first, holding onto the doorframe like he’s gonna use it either to propel him into the room again or properly out, hitting her with a final LOOK before going]

Nancy: [take the drink and take a drink because becoming more and more necessary to be shitfaced, to deal with the fact y’all are still alone and hopefully by the time you have dressed, you will not be because how long can y’all do this dance of lingering looks and touches]

Teddy: [we’ll cockblock y’all by saying that’s the case because we don’t want anything to happen yet, soz not soz to that friend he didn’t invite and told her lies about because you could’ve been the lucky guy but he absolutely was not bringing you hun or letting you know a thing about this party]

Nancy: [we will do what we gotta do, it’s also just realistic, you’re not going to be left alone for long when she put the call out that publicly; we been knew you would not invite that friend and we will have to bring it up when we remember because lbr, not that concerned when we’ve got all this going on]

Teddy: [mhmm, I’m sure she’ll come out of the bedroom and he’ll be making out with some random in such an extra manner because of the tension between y’all that we aren’t letting you address for 2 years, he’ll be on that sofa doing the most with some girl who isn’t you but will do for rn]

Nancy: [thank GOD there are going to be people for you to distract yourself with because you don’t need to say or do a damn thing about that, pretend you aren’t even looking for him when you come out in this outfit even though he was the only person here previously]

Teddy: [me like we’ve GOTTA say this is the girl she ref-ed asking him if he was still with her at the start of their first ever Grace era convo purely for the pettiness because there’s no way he has been with her for 2 years and that means you know that damn well and were just saying it to bring her up and I love that, especially if he wasn’t even with her seriously because what a deliberate throwback then sis]

Nancy: [my boo says we will be the absolute drama, unhinged behaviour you love to see, speaking of, find your dealer immediately and piss off into the nearest bathroom with this man]

Teddy: [time it deliberately so that you go into the bathroom with this girl, whether to hook up or to do drugs or both because leaving it to Nancy’s imagination is always more of a serve, as they come out of it, doing the thing he does in the future where his hand is on Nancy’s lower back as he needlessly steers her out of the door/his way]

Nancy: [scoffing like you are so above these baby antics like god bless you crazy kids, pushing him not dissimilar to how you did earlier but entirely different vibe, holding onto this dude so you don’t fall out the door yourself]

Teddy: [when you’re essentially ignoring her entirely (and the random girl too lowkey soz hun) in favour of speaking to this drug dealer for a sec because that sort of bitch, making both these girls have to stand here because Nancy is holding onto him and Teddy is in a similar way holding onto this girl so she can’t go ahead into the bathroom without him, enjoying prolonging it for as long as you can before this dude is like okay bye and you go into this bathroom finally to do what you’re gonna do, which assumedly is drugs and some sort of hookup whether that’s fully or oral or whatever]

Nancy: [free yourself from this moment and go party, sorry to this woman but we will not be acknowledging your existence, even though, presumably, you know of us on some level to be here lol, so petty, we do not care]

Teddy: [we all know he LOVES how blatantly she has cut this girl dead, soz hun, hence giving Nancy a LOOK as she goes and he disappears into this bathroom for the antics he’s gonna pretend are with her despite being nowhere near as good and this girl clearly not fully delivering on this roleplay she doesn’t know she’s a part of]

Nancy: [always down to cause drama for literally no discernable reason, likewise sleeping with the boyfriend of the girl Teddy said badmouthed you even though you have no proof and do you even care, no, but we’re going to go there when y’all arrive]

Teddy: [as is he, I’m sure he’ll start some drama with that person who she said is coming, these messy bitches just love the carnage, speaking of, me here wondering if we dare to let any other moments happen between y’all or we should be restrained and not]

Nancy: [a nice evening cannot be had, well, you will enjoy yourselves but these randoms are getting screwed over for your entertainment as per; on the one hand, the vibe is very much too ‘busy’ to have any moments but you’re also patently not so maybe we can get away with some more?]

Teddy: [not saying they have to be big dramatic moments but I am saying this place is clearly big enough that you can get away with having some, I vote that she has a balcony like some of the rooms did and they find each other there at some point because he needs a breather from this girl who has been lead to believe they are !! for each other now and she can have any number of reasons to be out there, smoking etc]

Nancy: [hopefully not wobbling off it lmao, it’s always a good idea to get fresh air at some point in every party and you are going to need to, lol at Teddy talking himself into a relationship here, god bless, this girl turning around to peer at him like ‘oh, hello’ as if you’d forgotten he was here, holding out a bottle you have no business having at this stage but we still out here]

Teddy: [a ‘hi’ like it’s casual as he takes the bottle from her, steadying her whether she needs it or not actually with his other hand because it’s an excuse to touch her and he’ll always take that, but he’s out of it too at this point so almost dropping the bottle/tipping it because he wants to do it two handed and he’s not realised he took that and should be swigging from it, but we’re just amused by any spillage caused and steering her away from the puddle with the same lower back hand move ultimately]

Nancy: [going to ‘wrestle’ this bottle back from his clumsy grip but using it as an excuse to put your hands over his on said bottle and just leave it there, being closer to each other again as a result ‘good night’ as a comment because of the mess he is, smirking and shaking your head]

Teddy: [me like omg they love a hand hold and this is lowkey the first ever, like you aren’t but you lowkey are, spinning her to look out at the sky from this balcony like let’s see if it is, again purely just to touch her and be stood behind her, cannot resist yet another flashforward this time to when they were at the engagement party and he pulled out the label of her dress, doing it now to make that hit different (because someone else bought it for her) with the outfit he picked like he’s so proud of himself for his choices/must see who the designer is in this dim light and this half cut instead of just touching the back of her neck indecently, his head bent like he’s actually trying to read and isn’t simply breathing against her skin with his hmm sound like he’s considering her question/comment so seriously]

Nancy: [when it’s clearly more like the early AM and this pleases you so your smile is almost audible as you are looking over Soho and the people below either also still partying or getting up for work, turning your head back, so you can brush your hair against his face/see what he’s doing like you need to know, smoothing this outfit against yourself in a way that makes it cling to you and he’ll be able to see up close from over your shoulder, because a casual move that isn’t for anyone’s benefit, yep ‘your taste can be passable’]

Teddy: [when you can feel her vibe and it makes you feel likewise happy in a way that she’d likewise be able to just feel coming off you, it’s a nice moment of shared solidarity and feeling, we stan, moving to brush her hair back again like he did earlier but by the very nature of how drunk and high they both are it’s much less soft, not to mention this boy IRL and thus as a character likes to wear a lot of rings so I imagine one of those getting caught in her hair and making the move so !! because not only is it PULLING but then he’ll also have to spend a sec untangling her, which we can’t even talk about the closeness of, but finally able to appreciate this ootn and the move she pulled when he’s managed that ‘yours, I simply pulled it off a hanger’ because your clothes and your taste so if you’re shading his choice you’re shading yourself lol]

Nancy: [when you can’t adequately put words to any kind of being mad at him, faux or genuine, because you’re far too into it and a mess to fight either of those enough, just looking at him with the !! you aren’t explaining or excusing here ‘Yeah, I was being polite’ as you’re smoothing your hair down after he’s been all up in it ‘remember?’]

Teddy: [‘why?’ with the genuine sort of incredulousness of someone who is never polite and sees no reason to be because he faces no consequences for not being, twisting said ring around on his finger as though that’s just a casual action of him readjusting it so it doesn’t fall off or anything/ the idea of politeness is a such a boring concept but really he’s gotta because it’s been all up in her hair and he’d LOVE for a hair of hers to be stuck there but idk if it is because I can’t remember what rings you’re rocking off the top of my head and if any of them allow for that design wise by having like a stone or something for it to be caught round so who can say]

Nancy: [‘I’m nice’ gesturing like duh, hello, despite the fact you literally slept with someone’s boyfriend at this party behind her back and god knows what else general chaos and evilness, because you said you were to him before and the point is we’re shading your taste the rest of the time, of course, here patting ourself down to see if we have any cigarettes because a good time to distract yourself again]

Teddy: [a lol because you know she isn’t nice and you’re into it ‘you’re dressed for it, yeah’ just telling her she looks nice like he didn’t pick this outfit haha, not him shamelessly joining in with this pat down as if purely to help her find what she’s looking for but actually we’re doing the most running our hands over her body nbd]

Nancy: [when you’ve clearly lost or smoked the pack already so you truly are out here doing this for no reason, shamelessly, making a noise of frustration like that alone has you raging]

Teddy: [it’s clearly that point in the night where you don’t have any either so you can’t even be a hero and produce one, instead do a hot move of pulling her into you and her head back to pour some of this bottle’s contents down her throat as if that will relieve her frustration and you didn’t just want to, catching a stray drip/ lbr very messy trickle of liquid with your hand and then indecently putting those fingers to your own mouth, it’s fine, it’s casual]

Nancy: [when the way your body crashes back into his this time is unavoidable and thus you can allow yourself to push back, standing on your tiptoes to be closer to the bottle as if it’ll make this any less messy, can pretend your enthusiasm is solely for the alcohol, thus tilting your head back more and LOOKING at him expectantly is fine too]

Teddy: [letting her feel how that push back got him hard with no shame whatsoever because no fucks are given, hence he’s going from pouring this bottle from a height to pushing it into her mouth so her lips are around it, me like, where is everyone, you’ve been alone on this balcony too long lol]

Nancy: [when you’re fully in danger of downing a whole bottle of something here with how you refuse to stop, dancing against him as if this is for show but no one is close enough to be paying attention yet obviously so who is it for, just working your way down ‘til you’re kneeling in front of him and this bottle, almost panting with the way you’ve gotta stick your tongue out but you’re having trouble breathing]

Teddy: [soz that him and all his antics are only encouraging her to get alcohol poisoning truly, he’ll have her basically deepthroating this bottle neck before he’d let her stop, but at least it’s feasible we can have her choke/gag/retch/throw up when we need to cockblock y’all a bit cos he’s stopped breathing in comparison, just WATCHING her do all this]

Nancy: [no one has ever been more turned on by alcohol, truly, here letting it spill over us even more than he did the first time because we wanna feel it, rip this outfit]

Teddy: [mhmm, the sounds of it all alone would be enough to make him do a lil moan nevermind the sights and how you know she feels and the combo, so he is, thankfully nobody else is entertaining y’all at the moment and won’t hear him]

Nancy: [the sounds you are making are clearly going to get too unhinged to the point of someone else coming over, at which point we’re going to have to think fast on our drunk feet and just involve said person and pour some into their mouth until the bottle is being passed ‘round in this saucy manner like it’s just a game we’re all playing]

Teddy: [great work, someone else can be the flop who throws up and ruins the vibe and the game, there’s always one and it’ll send this boy back inside like lol ew]

Nancy: [I’m gonna do something hold on]

Nancy: Come over now, I’ll send everyone home 

Teddy: Everyone?

Nancy: Yes, I just need you

Teddy: How unfair, Nance, I just got here

Nancy: Um, no you didn’t, what??

Teddy: Okay, true, it’s been a while

Teddy: but it isn’t polite of you to kick me out regardless

Nancy: Oh, you

Nancy: go away, I didn’t message you

Teddy: Yes you did, darling

Nancy: Not on purpose, don’t feel special

Teddy: Freud would have a field day with your slip

Teddy: tell me again about how much you need me

Nancy: I’m disabled, you can’t make jokes about it, shut up please

Teddy: It’s my duty therefore to prevent you taking yet another rugby ball to the head

Nancy: Your duty? 

Teddy: You can still read then

Nancy: You’re not old enough for a paper round, don’t be talking like that

Teddy: I’m too rich for a paper round, your roots are showing again

Nancy: No, this is natural

Teddy: Please, don’t embarrass yourself OR me

Nancy: I am embarrassed, you carry on as you were

Teddy: We can’t all carry off platinum blonde, being a brunette is nothing to be ashamed of

Nancy: You are looking brassy

Teddy: I am not

Nancy: There’s toner in the bathroom, you can borrow some

Teddy: & deprive your boyfriend of the chance to drink it? I wouldn’t dream of doing something like that

Nancy: How polite

Teddy: Makes one of us, I suppose

Nancy: It was an accident

Teddy: You want me to leave

Nancy: No

Nancy: I say what he needs to hear to come over

Teddy: Message received 

Nancy: That makes one of you

Teddy: Quite

Teddy: best of luck with your second attempt

Nancy: Don’t be mad at me, no one’s leaving

Teddy: I am, but no one special

Nancy: Come on

Teddy: Until next time

Nancy: Be like that

Teddy: I’m busy a few hours from now anyway

Nancy: Why?

Teddy: Because my father hasn’t taken enough rugby balls to the head & he’s a sadist

Nancy: Get some [whatever drugs we think will counter the drink and what we assume is still in his system] 

Teddy: No thank you, seeing me this way will act as a deterrent for his future ridiculous ideas, I have no interest in remedies

Nancy: Will it?

Teddy: If he has been blessed with any of the sense he claims I wasn’t born with

Nancy: Good luck, honestly

Nancy: parents are unbelievably dim

Teddy: It’s something else that’s catching evidently

Nancy: Ha ha

Teddy: Yeah well

Teddy: Do have fun, won’t you?

Nancy: What else

Teddy: The list would be almost as tragic as the behaviour itself, I’ll spare us both & allow you to focus on said back & forth between you & the other T in your life

Nancy: Okay boring

Teddy: You started it

Nancy: You

Teddy: No, you

Nancy: Liar

Teddy: Go away, I actually didn’t message you

Nancy: I’m going, you keep talking to me

Teddy: [leave that one on read as hard as it would be because you wanna have the last word always + talk to her]

Nancy: [soz boy, at least you can leave and have it that way ‘cos we’ll be watching to see if you do]

Teddy: [gotta love a diva storm out]

Nancy: [hopefully before her boyfriend walks in or it’s that blatant lol]

Teddy: [I’m sure he’ll take ages to arrive if he even does at all, that’s what he’s giving]

Nancy: [would’ve promised more if you had not in fact got the wrong inbox which kinda stopped you in your tracks there hun]

Teddy: [you’re welcome cos a notp for us all there]

Nancy: [as are all her tenuous ‘relationships’ with varying degrees of bad]

Teddy: [mhmm, well we should probably post this as he has stropped off and no more can really be done]

[uluvjay]

You are in love- L. fantilli

Gif by frostbees

Summery: you and Luca find your way to each others hearts

Luca Fantilli x Hughes!reader

Warnings?: kissing

Got the inspo for this listening to “You are in love” by T swift so a little inspired by that!

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You and Luca met when Luke had introduced you two at the beginning of the season, you had heard a little about him from Mackie and Duker but still had yet to meet the boy and his brother. “Hi I’m Luca” he said and you couldn’t help but just look at him for a moment, the floppy brown hair and big smile was doing something to you and you felt yourself blushing for absolute no reason. “I’m Y/n Luke’s twin sister” you said shaking the hand he had held out.

You got introduced to Adam as well but they were soon being pulled away by the rest of the boys into the living room of the sophomore house to watch a football game. “What was that?” Your twin asked, “what was what?” You replied a little confused. “Your blushing, Is there something I don’t know about” and here came the overprotective brother, “What? No Luke I just met him” you said feeling a little embarrassed that he caught your blush. He stared at you a little longer before pulling you into him and pulling you into the living room with everyone.

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Over the next few months you and Luca got to know one another pretty good, and by December half of your friends were convinced you two were secretly dating. He was currently laying on your bed while you packed your bag to go home for the holidays, with Luke and Adam being away at worlds you two were together all the time.

“Do you really have to go home?” He asked with a pout and puppy dog eyes. “Yes Lu” you said with a laugh, “Lukes already not going to be home and Quinn isn’t sure if he’s gonna be able to come home because of the weather in Vancouver, I think my mom might have a heart attack if me or Jack don’t come home” you said. “Why aren’t you going back home again?” You asked. “It’s just a lot and mom said weather has been horrible she doesn’t even know if planes have been taking off” he said.

You felt bad for Luca, him and Adam never really being far apart from each other especially during the holidays you knew this was hard for him.

For you however this wasn’t your first time at the rodeo, pretty used to your siblings not being home for holidays and being far apart. “You could always come home with me if you’d like” you said, your mom had invited him as soon as she found out he wasn’t going home.

“I already told you I appreciate your mom offering but I don’t want to impose on your guys Christmas” he said. You put the hoodie in your hands down and put them on your hips, “Don’t give me the mom look, I’m not coming home with you that’s your family time Y/n” he said.

“Cmon Luca, please? You won’t be imposing and I’m pretty sure my mom got you gifts already” you told him. “Y/n! I told you to tell her not to do that” he replied. “She wants you there to…do you want me to beg? Because I will” you told him, “y/n no-“ he said getting cut of by a laugh as you got on your knees and started begging in a British accent. “Okay, okay I’ll come home with you” he said between laughs, “Yay! My moms gonna be so excited” you said jumping up and attacking him in a hug.

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Christmas went great, Quinn made it in, Jack had already been home for a few days before you got there, and you were correct your mom had gotten Luca a large amount of gifts that made him blush and tell her he didn’t deserve any of them. Your brothers had interrogated him the second they seen him come in with you, they knew who he was of course they tried to pay as much attention to Michigan hockey as they could. But didn’t change the fact that they wanted to know why he was coming home with their baby sister.

Your mom and dad loved him but they also wanted to know what the deal with the two of you was. You knew you had feelings for Luca but you didn’t know if he felt the same, you guys were together all the time, sat next to each other everywhere, knew each others orders at, he always had a hand lingering on your lower back, and he had recently got you to start wearing his jersey to games.

Today was New Year’s Eve meaning your parents were going to host their annual party and you had one thing in mind, going into the new year with a boyfriend. Tonight you were telling Luca how you felt and there was nothing that could stop you.

You hadn’t seen each other for most of the day as your brothers had him on the frozen pond all day while you helped your mom cook. But as the evening rolled around you finally caught him coming out of the guest room in a nice shirt and jeans while you were coming out of your room in a black dress you ordered weeks ago. “Well who do we have here” you said scaring him slightly as he was looking down at his phone.

“Y/n!- oh you-you look incredible, beautiful actually. Is that the dress you showed me? It looks really, really good” he said blushing and not taking his eyes off you. “Thanks Lu, you don’t look to bad yourself” you said smiling at him as the two of you finally made eye contact. You stayed like that for a moment until Jack came out of his room ruining the moment, “The hell are you two weirdos just standing here in silence for?” He said walking down the stairs.

“Uh we should probably head down” you said, “yeah right, let’s go” he said extending his arm out to you so you could hook your arm through it. As the night went on you didn’t see a whole lot of each other, you being pulled in every direction by family members and your parents friends wanting to know how you were but as you finally got a moment to breathe you noticed the time 11:50. Shit you only had ten minutes till midnight and to find Luca and tell him how you felt.

Lucky for you he was right in the couch in the living room, you leaned down over the back of the couch and asked him to come with you for a moment, he quickly did with no hesitation. You lead grabbed your coats off the rack by the door and lead him on the front porch with you. “Everything okay?” He asked worried that you pulled him outside in the middle of family event. “I’m gonna tell you something, and it’s okay if you don’t agree with me but I have to tell you” you said playing with your fingers.

“Y/n your scaring me a little, is everything okay?” He said slightly grabbing your chin and making you look at him. “Everythings fine I-I’m..I have something to tell you”

“Okay..”he said, he was hoping you were about to tell him what he really wanted to hear. “Luca..I’m in love with you, have been for a little while now. Your the sweetest person I’ve ever met, you’ve been treating me so good these past few months and your not even mine. You walk me to classes if you can, text me goodnight and good morning , my family absolutely loves you, and I’ve never felt this way before” you finally let out.

Luca didn’t know what to say, he had so many emotions running through his head right now. He’d been in love with you from the moment he shook your hand in your brothers kitchen and you felt the same. “It’s okay if you-’’ you started but he cut you off by pulling you into a kiss. As soon as your lips hit you heard “Happy new year” come from in the house and the sound of who you assume was a drunk Jack banging pots together. “Happy new year baby” he said you pulled away, “Happy new year Lu” you replied pulling him in for another kiss.

The next morning you woke up in your boys arms and a text from your mom that held a video, as you opened it you seen it was the ring doorbell recording of Luca pulling you in for a kiss and it had captured your little moment for all of time. You smiled even harder at her message

I’ve spent your whole life hoping you found someone to love you right, and from the looks of it you two angels are in love🤍

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Sorry for any errors, I hope you enjoyed!

[sokovianheadtilt]

To Be Loved

Bucky Barnes x black!reader

Summary: Bucky spends some time with Logan

Warnings: none

A/N: alpine makes an appearance!! this is the last part of their backstory before I start getting into head cannons and one shots of their life together

Word Count: 1.6k

You spent weeks thinking about that forehead kiss. His lips felt warm, soft, a little chapped, like how you always imagined them to be. You could feel yourself growing more nervous around Bucky whenever he was around. You felt like you had to watch what you say more often, try not to be too off-putting and you couldn’t lie it was driving you crazy. You just wanted to grab his little grumpy face and kiss him like there was no tomorrow.

The thoughts followed you to work where you were currently having one of the busiest days of your life. You had been running around for your boss all day for a big case that everyone was preparing for. You kept checking the time for when you needed to leave to get Logan from school but you didn’t know if you would be able to slip away. You had to think of what to do and what options you had when you suddenly had an idea.

You grabbed your phone clicked on Bucky’s contact and waited for him to answer, which he did after two rings.

“Hey doll” he answered

“Hey, so this might be a bad idea and you could totally say no” you started and waited for his reply, yet he stayed silent “Okay, so I’m pretty swamped at work right now and I’ve tried to find a time to slip away and get Logan from school but I can’t, so…since you live right next to me and Logan loves you- like he won’t stop talking about you” you chuckled a bit “Can you go get him? I-I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t serious”

Bucky smiled on the other end of the line “Of course I can, anything for the little man”

You grinned “Thank you so so much Bucky, um, he gets out at 3, please don’t be a minute late or he’ll think he was forgotten again”

Bucky shook his head “I won’t, I promise”

“Good. I’ll send you the address and I’ll come get him at around 6 so can you keep him at your place until then?”

He nodded “Yes, we’re gonna have so much fun and I’ll help him with homework and make him a snack, all that good stuff”

You chuckled softly “Thank you so much I really appreciate this. I’ll call the school and let them know so they don’t think you’re a kid snatcher” Bucky laughed out loud at that

“Okay, go be a badass lawyer”

“Lawyer’s assistant” you corrected him

He laughed a little to himself “Still badass, bye doll”

“Bye you said softly before hanging up and taking a breath before going back to work.

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Bucky was outside of Logan’s school at exactly 2:30 as he sat in his car and waited for Logan to come out. He kept checking the time and took deep breaths to calm himself down. He did not want to blow this with Logan. He loved the little guy and if he messes up with Logan, he messes up with you. He wanted to make both of you happy.

When the time finally came, he watched the kids pour out of the building as he got out of his car and looked for Logan. He eventually saw him run out with his backpack flopping against his back as he saw Bucky and waved at him.

“Hi Bucky!” Logan said as he ran over to him and hugged his legs.

Bucky chuckled and leaned down to hug him back “Hey bud” he pulled back and looked at him “So, your mom is at work being amazing and she was busy, so you’re going to hang out with me for a bit, how does that sound?”

Logan grinned “Yay! You’re fun”

Bucky grinned “Yes, we are gonna have an amazing couple of hours, and I have an idea for what we’re going to do”

Logan nodded “Okay Bucky”

Bucky smiled softly and watched Logan take Bucky’s metal hand. He led them to the car and put Logan in his car seat which he kept a spare in his trunk in case Y/N needed one. He made sure he was secure and closed the door before getting inside and looking back at Logan “Are you allergic to cats?”

Logan shook his head “No, my grandma has a cat, I never sneeze, only when it ruffles its tail in my face”

Bucky nodded “Okay, I have a great surprise that can be very fun”

Logan grinned “Okay!” Bucky pumped his fist before starting the car and driving off.

He drove them back home and pulled into his driveway. He got out and took Logan out as well and brought them inside. Bucky looked at Logan and crouched down to his eye level.

“So, every week I see a nice lady who helps keep me happy in a way and she said a pet could help with that, so I got a kitten”

Logan gasped “Really? Can I pet it?”

Bucky smiled “Of course, he got up and picked the cat up off the couch and brought it over to Logan “Here she is. Her name is Alpine”

Logan cooed and pet her head gently “She’s so pretty. Her eyes are so blue”

Bucky grinned “Thank you, and you will get to play with her all you want after we do your homework”

Logan pouted “Aw, okay”

Bucky nodded “Okay, let’s sit at the table”

Logan put his backpack on the table and climbed onto the chair as Bucky sat across from him. “What are we working on today?”

Logan looked at him “Numbers. I’m not that good at them”

Bucky nodded “That’s okay, I can help you”

Logan nodded “Okay”

Bucky looked at the paper and started to help with his homework. Doing this with Logan felt oddly domestic to Bucky. He can imagine being a dad and helping his kids with his homework and he wants to do that all with you, and he hoped one day he would. He would happily act as Logan’s father figure if you let him. He was prepared to step up to the challenge.

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After they finished Logan’s homework, Bucky made them both some sandwiches as they played with Alpine in the living room.

You pulled into the driveway and got out, knocking on Bucky’s door. He soon opened the door with a huge smile “Hey doll”

You smiled “Hi Buck”

He moved out the way to let you inside as you saw Logan playing with a cat “When…why?” You turned to face Bucky who put his hands on his hips

“Today before you called and therapist recommended it and it helps. Her name is Alpine”

You smiled “She’s very cute”

He grinned “Thanks”

“You’re welcome. How was Logan?”

“Perfect as always. Helped him with his homework. He knows the difference between a 6 and a 9 now”

You chuckled softly “Thank you so much. He always gets frustrated with it”

‘I could tell I was the same way as a kid. I just had to reassure him that it’s okay if he doesn’t pick it up right away. Math is hard, and it sucks I really don’t like it”

You giggled “I know” you smiled softly and looked over at Logan and called out to him “Hey honey, go put your shoes on we’re gonna go back home”

Logan stood up “Okay” you watched him pull his shoes on and grabbed his backpack, running over and taking your hand “Ready mommy! Can I come play with Alpine tomorrow?”

You giggled and nodded “If it’s okay with Bucky”

Bucky nodded “Yeah of course. He can come by anytime”

Logan giggled as you opened the door “Wanna walk with us?”

Bucky nodded “Sure” he closed the door behind him as he followed you to your place. You opened the door to let Logan run inside, telling him to play in the living room as you turned to face Bucky. “Hey, thanks again for doing this”

Bucky waved it off “It’s no issue. You know I love him”

You smiled softly “I know and it means so much to him”

He smiled down at you as you looked into his eyes. You bit your lip slightly before leaning up to kiss him. You set a hand on his cheek and felt his hand rest on your hip. Your lips fit perfectly together like puzzle pieces. You’ve never felt like this while kissing anyone, ever. It was like a weight was lifted off your chest. Everything just felt right.

You slowly pulled away and looked at him “I uh..”

He caressed your cheek and pressed another kiss to your cheek “I hope you didn’t regret that because if you did we can forget it ever happened”

You shook your head quickly “No no I definitely didn’t regret it’s just..I have a kid, and we’ve already been through a lot and I don’t want to do this if you’re going to hurt us”

He frowned and pulled you a bit closer “Doll I wouldn’t even imagine hurting you or Logan. I love him so much and I know he’s your first priority, he should be. I like you so much I’m pretty sure I fell for you the moment I saw you”

You smiled softly “Okay, we can do this, just can we go slow?”

He nodded “Of course. Everything we do is on your terms and that’s not going to change”

You nodded “Okay,” you said softly and pressed another kiss to his lips “And I want us to sit and talk to Logan about this when the time is right”

He nodded “Got it”

You smiled and reached down to hold his hand as he spoke again “I’m all yours”

[simaddix]

Hello. Have a good day! Thank you for the wonderful flower fields! They are so wonderful! I'm very embarrassed to remind you, but maybe you'll still consider my old request, make your wonderful herb for CAW use. If you have the opportunity of course. Thanks a lot!

Hi! Thank you so much!

Awh, please don't be embarrassed! I have so many things going on at once sometimes I need to be reminded, so no worries. Ask away!

I have a couple of requests from you that I can remember, the grasses and crops being different sizes, correct? So for those - I needed a new mesh because the giant fields are angled, and unless you have a straight up and down plant they look very odd and spiky, so the mesh I finally got working is the same mesh I'm using for the flower fields! (Yay!) After I get done with all of those I'll be able to make large and small grass fields/ as well as smaller crops for lot use, and with much less poly than I managed with the last batch.

The other request was to be able to use the grasses on community lots, which was a mod I've had so long I forgot it changed the game. It's the buildbuyrestrictionchoker - found here - https://modthesims.info/d/450059/builder-stuff.html

I'm not sure what the herb for CAW was, if you could remind me that would be great(:

I hope you're having a good day as well! <3

[leetotters]

could you do a peter parker x reader where she can control her hair? and it can be any length she wants but prefers the length mid thigh and its and its unbreakable? so like fury asks if anyone in the team knows anyone they could recruit and he suggests her and all the avengers go meet her at a tailors shop she owns while she's cleaning and she shows her powers? please and if you do it, thank you

note: i hope you meant the powers to be reader's hair bc that's what i used it as lmao. also i used the gif because this is kinda how rocket got smacked with your hair. thank you for requesting<3

warnings: kissing, curse words

peter parker x reader

summary: something like request^

The swooshing of the broom and the melody of a random song played through the speakers of your tailor shop while you swept the floor. The small lengths of wool and silk thread tangling on the broom bristles as you scooped it up. The racks and unwanted pieces of cloth laid on the marble floor making you let out a sigh of exhaustion.

A knock on your glass showcase window made you jump. The movement making your hair disentangle from the neat twist plait. You lowly cursed as your hair touched the floor, the belly laugh behind the window noted you that your bestfriend was the person responsible for your little mishap.

"Couldn't you ring the bell like a normal person!" You annoyingly exclaimed, closing your eyes and controlling your hair to stop at mid-thigh length. Your preferred length. You picked your broom up and teasingly shook your head when Peter told you open the door. "I think I'm gonna leave you outside tonight, just for scarring the life out of me and my hair."

You resumed your previous activity, counting the numbers in your head until you heard the lock on your ceiling window open. The sound of Peter's displeased voice and childish complains filling your storage room.

"Can't keep me outside Y/L/N, I'll always find a way." He proudly dusted his shirt, taking the scoop from your hand while you grabbed the racks and placed them in your extra closet.

"Thanks to your super spidey powers." You teased, thanking him when he returned the dustpan. "Anyway, why are you here?" You inquired, curious why your best friend decided to stop by your little, tailor shop.

"Well I- wait," Peter scrunched his brows. "Can I not drop by to visit my bestfriend?" He sassed, hand on his hip giving you a quizzing look.

"Oh please Peter, you only stop by when you need something." You remarked, returning a pointed stare before you began to reorganize the formal wear you were currently adapting. "And that something is usually to stitch those huge ass holes in your spidey suit."

Peter didn't respond immediately, because you were right. He did stop by your shop for you to mend his suit. Because one, he loved your company. And two, you were the only person who knew his secret other than the avengers, Ned and MJ.

"Fine! fine!," He huffed. Not so discreetly looking over his shoulder as if he was giving someone a signal. "You're right-"

"I always am Parker." You boasted, using the ends of your hair to move the sewing machine and pins to there rightful place.

"Yeah- okay, but I really came to tell you life changing news!" Peter amazed, a gasp leaving his lips when he saw the movement of your hair. It never ceased to amaze him how your hair was basically magical. Being able to move stuff with your command, grow at whatever length you wanted, heal others and even be unbreakable. Epic, really.

"And what is this so great news-"

The words didn't leave your lips properly as your tailor shop entry door was suddenly yanked open. Your door handle and lock was surely broken, at the loud eerie sound of a metal crunching noise.

"Get out of my way Tony!" Stephen scowled.

"Shut it wizard dude, I'm the leader here not you." Tony rolled his eyes, removing the pair of expensive shades from his face.

"Since when? Fury sent all of us Tony." Rhodey said, dusting his shoulder.

"I wonder how much she makes in this shop, not much I bet." Steve scrunched his face, eyeing your little shop.

"Did we really have to bring Groot?" Clint groaned, flicking baby Groot off of his shoulder when he tried to grab one of his arrows.

"He's a baby, Clint. We can't leave him at the compound alone." Gamora remarked, tickling Groot's tree stomach as she picked him up.

"Okay if she does joins us, we will have to ask her to design new clothing! Look at this!." Wanda marveled, showing off the mid thigh silk dress.

"I should get this for the recruiting party Tony is planning for her." Natasha thought out loud.

"What the fuck!" You yelled, glaring at the talkative avengers standing before you. Looking mighty and high as always. "I just fixed that lock dude!" You whined, sighing gallingly when you saw the chunk of metal by Thor's feet. "You're repairing my lock, hammer man."

"Ah yes, I will have the Man of Iron restore your brittle lock Lady.."

"Y/N."

"Lady Y/N." Thor smiled.

Peter let out a small chuckle, rubbing the back of his ear and looking at you sheepishly. "Surprise?"

"Surprise my ass Parker! Why are the avengers in my tailor shop and why is this raccoon trying to cut my hair?!" You moved your hair with your mind, smacking the animal avenger with your y/h/c locks.

"Woah, did she just-" Bucky froze, mouth agape.

"Control her hair to hit Rocket, yeah." Peter Quill laughed at his co guardian misfortune.

"Okay her hair is very much un- unbreakable," Rocket coughed out, holding his stomach. "And strong."

"I am Groot." ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵈᵃˢˢ

"You can not say that word Groot, but I do agree with you." Gamora smirked, finger bumping the cute tree.

You were mad, really fuming. You spent two hours cleaning and by the looks of it you'll have to do it a second time. So yeah, you wanted an explanation.

"Okay don't get upset." Peter spoke calmly. Holding his hand out and gesturing towards the superheroes infront of you, who had the same impressed expression on their fanciable faces.

"This is the life changing thing I was talking about," He paused with a smile. "You're joining the Avengers!"

"What?" You were officially bamboozled, with everything. One minute you were simply tidying your shop and next, half of the avengers are occupying your shop. Quarreling and interfering with your stuff.

And not to ignore the fact that your best friend just blurted out four questionable words to you.

"You're going to be an Avenger, Rapunzel." Tony repeated, strutting to you with short steps. "If you want to of course, sidey here told us your hair power thingy and though I was a little iffy about it at the beginning, it looks like your power is truly powerful." Tony patted your shoulder. Looking over at Rocket, who was being assisted by Drax.

"As much as I would like to say it's an honor to be in your presence," You said. Controlling your hair to grow back at mid-thigh. "Why?" You faced Peter, inquiring him with the plain word.

Peter shrugged, giving you a bashful look. "Fury asked if we knew anyone who could be recruited, and without thought I suggested you." He sighed, feeling completely awful for the situation he put you in.

"And I know, I should've asked you first but I know how much you adore helping others and the money here isn't enough for your college tuition Y/N." Peter ignored the awkward silence in the room that was loud seconds ago before continuing. "I thought this would be a way to assist you."

You physically softened at his words. He was too kind and caring for his own good. You could never be upset with this idiot boy.

"I'm sorry-"

Peter didn't finish. His apology was muffled by your lips pressed deeply to his frowny pink ones. He was slighty awestruck, the feeling of your lips were breathtaking. He swore he could kiss you forever. His hands found your waist pulling you in closer, even including a little tongue movement inside your mouth.

As if reality kicked in, a teasing 'ohhh' sound came from a few avengers. Causing you to shyly pull away from Peter, who loudly groaned at the lost contact of your plump lips.

"Looks like Spidey is getting a little too handsy." Sam quipped, chuckling when Peter told him to shut it and hid his face in the crook of your neck.

"So is this a yes?" Peter hopefully asked.

You feigned ponder. "Yes."

Peter pecked your lips, mumbling a short 'yay' attempting to deepen the kiss.

"That's enough smooching spiderling." Steve uttered, obviously not enjoying the PDA.

A beeping sound came from Tony's watch altering the team about an upcoming mission.

"Looks like we gotta go," Tony spoke with a serious voice before turning to you. "Glad to have you on the team Rapunzel."

"It's Y/N." You corrected.

"Okay, I'll send some people by tomorrow to pick up your stuff. See ya soon, Rapunzel." Tony winked, exiting your tailor shop.

"He's not gonna give that up." Peter laughed, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"I oddly don't mind." You responded, waving bye to the others. "Thank you Pete."

Peter grinned. "I didn't quite hear that, say it a little louder baby."

"Thank you mister Parker." You kissed his lips, playfully rolling your eyes. But you weren't that distracted to miss Thor stealthily trying to leave your shop.

"Hey hammer God! Don't forget to fix my lock."

"I will have Stark right on it Lady Rapunzel!"