#\which isn't a lot but its wired how that happened twice

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help I thought I would just go read a silly little story about two Mary Sues, but instead it turned out that the author has written a fanfic about one of hoistories worst human beings....

[makeyoumine69]

Ooh, will you please analyze the scene between Patrick and Evelyn? Specifically where he breaks up with her? I would really love to hear your thoughts behind it. Why did he end things with her? He mentioned that he was feeling homicidal and nothing else could satisfy him anymore, but was that all there really was to it? Did they really love each other or was it all superficial? Please give me your thoughts queen!!

Hello, dear anon!💕

Well, referring to the book, I can say that Patrick and Evelyn never loved each other because they both had affairs and their engagement was pretty fake. But Patrick really tried to give their relationship a fresh start when they went to Tim's vacation house. I'd include a passage from the novel:

I really tried to make things work the weeks we were out there. Evelyn and I rode bicycles and jogged and played tennis. We talked about going to the south of France or to Scotland; we talked about driving through Germany and visiting unspoiled opera houses. We went windsurfing. We talked about only romantic things: the light on eastern Long Island, the moonrise in October over the hills of the Virginia hunt country. We took baths together in the big marble tubs. We had breakfast in bed, snuggling beneath cashmere blankets after I’d poured imported coffee from a Melior pot into Hermès cups. I woke her up with fresh flowers. I put notes in her Louis Vuitton carry bag before she left for her weekly facials in Manhattan. I bought her a puppy, a small black chow, which she named NutraSweet and fed dietetic chocolate trues to. I read long passages aloud from Doctor Zhivago and A Farewell to Arms (my favorite Hemingway). I rented movies in town that Price didn’t own, mostly comedies from the 1930s, and played them on one of the many VCRs, our favorite being Roman Holiday, which we watched twice. We listened to Frank Sinatra (only his 1950s period) and Nat King Cole’s After Midnight, which Tim had on CD. I bought her expensive lingerie, which sometimes she wore.

But nothing really worked, quote:

At night I’d place a faux-concrete and aluminum-wire sconce by Jerry Kott over Evelyn’s head and since she’d be so knocked out on Halcion she wouldn’t brush it off, and though I laughed at this, while the sconce rose evenly with her deep breathing, soon it made me sad and I stopped placing the sconce over Evelyn’s head.

Everything failed to subdue me. Soon everything seemed dull: another sunrise, the lives of heroes, falling in love, war, the discoveries people made about each other. The only thing that didn’t bore me, obviously enough, was how much money Tim Price made, and yet in its obviousness it did. There wasn’t a clear, identifiable emotion within me, except for greed and, possibly, total disgust. I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that the normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure. I was simply imitating reality, a rough resemblance of a human being, with only a dim corner of my mind functioning. Something horrible was happening and yet I couldn’t figure out why—I couldn’t put my finger on it. The only thing that calmed me was the satisfying sound of ice being dropped into a glass of J&B.

So, in my opinion, their connection was just a matter of the society they lived in, since Bateman was at the age when men were used to getting married, and Evelyn was just a suitable option for such a thing, but in the end, when he realized that his dark nature was taking over, he decided to break up with her, and that was only for the better.

I hope my "analysis" isn't too terrible, because I'm not good at that! Thanks for sending me your ask, it was a lot of fun writing all of this!

[heresathreebee]

A Halo of Holly

Marcus Moreno X Black!reader (1940s AU)

Summary: you can’t help falling in love with your neighbor who happens to be a fellow single parent (and unbeknownst to you, a superhero, too). 

Masterlist Part 2

Word Count: 1.3k words

Warning(s): rated T (for now), barely edited (no beta but myself), fluffy Christmas stuff, transatlantic speech, you’ve got your son’s dad’s last name despite never having married him, mild language, inappropriate thoughts

December 19th marks the beginnings of the Christmas season for most families in Holly's Grove. As the menorah's came down from some of the apartment windows, wreaths and lights went up, the holiday decorations turned white and red and green in celebration of that special time at the end of the year. The residents of Holly cleaned out their chimneys, dusted their boots of snow just outside the front door, and tuned into whatever channel was playing It's A Wonderful Life and Miracle on 34th Street on the television set. 

Except for you, of course. 

Your rooms were decorated just the way you liked it, all except for the lights and the tree. You sat on the floor inspecting each and every bulb on the string for the faulty wire while Billie Holiday's Christmas specials played on the gramophone. The wood from the fire was finally dry enough to light and the warmth eked its way slowly through to your bones. 

"Damn things," you cursed. 

You dropped the lights in a huff and leaned forward. You've got two options, girl, you thought. Buy some new ones or get some help. But who could you call for help with a broken light at a time like this? 

~

Across the delightfully inviting alley, Marcus Moreno let his daughter adjust the television settings. Missy groaned as her favorite movie came to an end, but perked up when yet another toy commercial came on. He chuckled as she pointed excitedly at the screen, and he tried to pretend to be too busy making dinner. That's when a knock came at the door. 

Dumm dum-duh-dum dumm. 

Missy stood on the couch cushions, but her father waved her down to sit. "I'll get it." 

He opened the door. A rush of freezing cold air and the gentle swinging wood revealed his (second) favorite face: yours. Wrapped in nothing protective except a scarf and shivering in your boots. 

"Come in, come in!" He waved you inside and shut the door, mindful of his daughter with her head turned like an owl's. "Well, you must be frozen solid!" 

You laughed despite your chattering teeth. "I suppose I didn't think to grab a coat since you were so close, but on the way, why it felt like I walked a mile to get here." 

"Silly thing," he chided. His hands rubbed up and down your bare arms, coaxing his warmth into you. Your shivering only worsened and you had half a mind to drag him closer and wrap him into a hug. Almost. "What did you walk through all that snow in next to nothing for?" 

Oh I'd love to see you in next to nothing. "Oh just this." 

You pulled the lights around from behind your back and put your head down in embarrassment. "I plugged it in and the whole thing won't light. They worked just fine last year, but I can't find the busted part…" 

"Let me take a look." The way Mr. Moreno's face turned hard as rock as he focused on something never failed to make your toes curl in your shoes. "Why don't you sit down and get comfortable. Missy? Stir that pot for me, will you?" 

Your embarrassment came clawing up your back again. "Oh I'm so sorry, if I'd've known I was interrupting your dinner, I would have waited until tomorrow!" 

"Nonsense," Mr. Moreno waved it off and took the lights to his work bench, "we both know Dave isn't going to let you put anything else up after tonight." 

You harrumphed onto the couch knowing he was right. Dave was running the homeowner's association since his wife was sick, and in a lot of ways he was worse than she was. All decorations had to be put up by the 20th or they wouldn't be allowed to go up at all. He had always hated that the Peabody's seemed to acquire something new and shiny every night until Christmas and now he had the authority to do something about it. 

"For a Christmas lover, he sure can be a grinch about the details," you said, and preened at Missy's merry giggle. 

You felt strange sitting there in that house. Missy was one of your students, her father never missed a parent-teacher conference, and yet you felt you knew more about them after you had realized you were neighbors. Perhaps one day, this place might feel like a second home. The Morenos’ certainly seemed to want you to feel that way. 

"Sauce is ready!," Missy called. 

Mr. Moreno stood up from his desk and dropped his tools, taking the pot off the stove top and shooing his daughter away with a conspiratorial whisper. The little angel bounced towards you, leaning in a little too close and asking if you'd like to have dinner with them. 

"Oh," you start to protest, "oh no, dear that wouldn't be…" wouldn't be what? Appropriate? You were already in their house asking for free repairs. An unmarried woman in a man's house. The rumor mill was already churning so why try to save face now? "Oh, alright then." 

The first bite of the Moreno's dish nearly had you swooning to the floor. You slap a hand over your mouth just in case you start drooling. It's an explosion of flavors and it's so warm sliding down your throat. You can even feel a tear or two prick up in your eyes. 

"Oh Mr. Moreno, this is wonderful," you praised the man who tried to bury his head and hide his blush. 

"It'd be nothing without the help of my second chef," he motioned to Missy. "She knows all the herbs and spices for a good sauce and she stirs like a champion." 

Little Missy beamed like a star. And how could she not with praise so readily given. You purposefully take one forkful at a time to pace yourself and enjoy the meal and the company. After helping clean up in the kitchen, Mr. Moreno comes back to you with your lights. He plugs the cord into the outlet and…

"Voila!" 

Golden white light fills the space between you and you cheer. "Which one was it? Where was the line broken?" 

"Here," he points to the wire between the sixth and seventh bulb. He sees the frustration from earlier mar your happy face and he bends down to get you to meet his eyes. "It's one light in a hundred, I missed it once or twice when I was looking at it, too." 

You take the string from him (neatly coiled for easy carry unlike when you had brought it to him earlier) and planted a lightning quick kiss on his jaw. "Thank you, Mr. Moreno, you're a real Johnny-on-the-spot." 

He shifted his feet and seemed pleased with himself. "You can call me Marcus. It's only fitting since we live so close and all. And, you know, you are Missy's favorite teacher." 

"It's true," the girl yelled from the countertop. Her father picked her up and set her on her feet to start getting ready for bed. "Goodnight, Mrs. Jones!" 

"Goodnight, dear!" 

You're back in your home as quickly as you can be, Mr. Moreno hot on your trail to make sure you get in safe. He offers to help you put up the lights, but you decline firmly. You can see Mrs. Aldridge looking at you from out of her window and you know exactly what she'll tell people if she sees him come through your door. 

"I really must thank you again Mr. Moreno," you say, "I'd be at it all night just to get these things right." 

"It's no trouble at all," he says, and then, boldly, with a cautious but telling smirk, he calls you by your name. 

Your breath catches in your throat and you smile. "Goodnight, Marcus." 

Author’s Note: do you want to be tagged in future pedro pascal fics of mine? let me know in the comments! 

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Part 2/3

4. Echo (They/them)

So, they are the one who got everyone into this mess in the first place. They are a singer and live pretty far away from the other in a whole different solar system. They are quite famous, singing songs in the style of the first recorded music in all human history.

A cult started forming around them, after their lyrics predicted future events to happen once or twice which was sheer coincidence. They kind of enjoy theirselves and go along with it, their cult believing they had to be the one to lead humanity into a new world beyond the borders of the known universe, so when the day comes they will take Echo with them to it and let them be the first to ever cross that border. They are aware that this would kill them, but this cult can in no means be competent enough to even get close to the outer areas. And they get a free trip, since they wanted to get out of the city for some time anyways?

So, what does that have to do with the group? They are the love interest of Virgo who is an unstable mess and can't live without knowing if his darling is well. And when he hears they basically got abducted (even though they have the situation under control, or at least get it under control once it gets tight) he freaks out and insists on going after them to get them back.

Also, they are not stupid! (Looking at you there Christi) They are just spontaneous! And they are precious and fun! And they just want something interesting to happen in their life!

5. Indigo Bates (he/him)

This bisexual trans king isn't really part of the group either, they kind of just run into him on the way and he stays for a little while so they can drop him off somewhere he always wanted to go.

He's an artist, searching for true beauty in the universe and eager to put everything to a canvas. He also enjoys body painting a lot but that's a side fact. Anyways he's a charmer, admired by everyone wherever he goes, because he just finds the right things to say. Sadly, among my characters, being a charmer also means not having a lot of brain, soo... yeah he does make some stupid decisions, but he's super fun and relaxed and he doesn't care about the universe slowly dying. He doesn't believe in god or fate or true love, he only believes in actions.

He's Virgos ex boyfriend so the reunion was quite fun... the two still work great with each other they only broke up because their dads hooked up which made things very weird. Yes this is literally a thing that was explicitly mentioned in that dream so who am I to change up a canon fact, even though I do not know what my brain did there and why it did that

Also I feel the need to mention the fact he has indigo blue hair. Did he choose his name after his haircolor or his haircolor after his name? We shall never know...

6. Lorelei (literally any pronouns but mostly goes by she/her)

The robot girl. If you read all of this so far you probably already know that she was built by Ace and has been made so similar to a human she started to believe she was a human all along. She's got it all, programmed pain responses when she feels an impact, analysing situations to activate certain "emotions" from a programmed set...

In general she was made to be a sweetheart, she is friendly, bubbly, loves to help out and she basically has like a google search engine in her head so she can find out basically everything, yet... she isn't too trustable with her information, since its the internet after all. Ace built her to match out everything she believes wrong with herself, so she practically built Lorelei to be her better half... which sure explains a lot. These two are only ever seen together and are an inseparable duo.

Ace is still the only one to believe that she really does consist of wires and circuit boards, because she surely didn't dream spending five years of her life creating her. The only thing that's making people doubt is her eyecolor glitching once in a while and the fact she "sleeps" with her eyes open. No, she doesn't sleep, she recharges, but for her it's sleeping.

Also she's absolutely beautiful (Ace has a great taste) with her pastel pink hair and long lashes... a lot of people fall for her, but she doesn't quite get how to read affection.

Part 1 (Ace, Berenger, Cassiopeia)

Part 3 (Neil, Sigrid, Virgo)

[resident-beekeeper]

This is a continuation of this post, because that was getting far too long so I thought I'd split it up.

When it gets to autumn it's time to get honey and wax.

Early autumn mind, so the bees have plenty of time to build up depleted stores ready for winter.

Geralt puts bee escapes in the hives they're collecting from (basically 1 way gate things that gets all the bees out of a super so they aren't there when you take it away), but obviously not in all of them because not all the colonies are strong enough to give honey.

Of course Jaskier insists upon helping Geralt carry the supers into their house because there are quite a lot of them.

Only it turns out that honey is very heavy and he doesn't have the upper body strength to lift a super and then carry it any distance. So Geralt takes it off his hands.

In his defence he did try very hard to lift a full super. Definitely gets points for effort, if nothing else.

The kitchen then gets covered in cardboard and sheets are hung up to cover the door frames. It is also thoroughly cleaned so the honey is free of bacteria and stuff.

Now it's time for spinning.

Geralt is old fashioned in his beekeeping and so has a hand powered centrifuge. Which means that he needs to spend a while spinning the honey round and round to get it out of the wax. It's pretty hard work and his muscles look very good.

This is the best picture I could find on the internet of a centrifuge. Mine is a little different and has a lid to help avoid spillages but its currently underneath a lot of stuff because I won't need it for several months. Anyway Geralt would spin the handle that's on the side.

Jaskier is on holding the centrifuge steady duty because he's strong enough for that, and not trusted with a knife. It also gives him a chance to look at Geralt's muscles but shhh.

Yennefer for some reason is trusted with a knife, so she's cutting the caps off the cells. (Honey gets little wax lid things put on it by bees to preserve it, called caps. This needs cutting off so that the centrifuge gets it out properly. A hot knife is best to cut through wax because it melts ot a bit.)

Ciri is in charge of giving Yennefer the honeycomb to cut the caps off, removing the wax that had been spun from the centrifuge from its wooden frames and giving hot water to Yennefer to heat up her knife.

Which sound like a lot but it doesn't take much to move around frames, and the hot water only needs replacing every 15 minutes or so. So it's only 1 proper job really.

This makes it sound a lot calmer than it was. It was highly highly chaotic.

For one thing, honey gets fucking everywhere and is very sticky. But it's also surprisingly slippery when theres above a certain amount in 1 place.

Jaskier keeps eating bits of honeycomb with honey in which slowly makes him feel sick from all the sweetness. But also now hes got beeswax in his mouth and nowhere to put it. And if you chew beeswax for long enough it gets all crumbly.

Ciri, Geralt, and Yennefer's hair gets honey and small bits of wax in it even though its tied back. None of them can go outside in case bees or wasps find them and follow them back inside to where all the honey is.

When all of the honey has been spun, and then transferred into a settling bin (a smaller tub that you put honey in to let bits of wax rise to the top so its easier to get them out of the honey) it's time to deal with the sticky wax.

Geralt and Ciri normally make beeswax candles together, but the wax needs to not have any honey in it otherwise it smells of burnt sugar when it burns and smokes a bit.

So they need to separate out the honey and wax by melting it. (Wax is hydrophobic and less dense than honey so it rises to the top and when it solidifies you can take it off in blocks. This often needs to happen twice.)

They all gather up the wax that Ciri got out of the frames and squash it into some metal dishes that Geralt has for wax melting. (I do not have this sort of thing, but I figured Geralt probably would. Instead I use dishes that are also used for food which are always a massive pain to clean.)

They then get put into the oven which is on very low, and left for a while. Geralt takes them out when the wax has melted because it's a lot of hot liquid that really needs to not be spilled especially because wax is very hard to get off stuff.

There's lots of metal wires in the wax that need taking out with great care, so of course Jaskier underestimates how hot the melted wax actually is, reaches into the wax to get the wires out, and promptly burns himself.

Ciri takes out the wire with a fork so that she doesn't burn herself.

She also takes out the wax that hasn't melted, which is bad for making candles with. (I have no idea why there is wax like that but there always is. Its generally a different colour too.)

Once its cooled down, Ciri takes the wax and cleans it. (Theres always gunk inbetween the honey and wax when it separates.)

Every year as a treat, Geralt lets Ciri choose one extra candle mould when she makes candles. At this point she has about 10, because she started off with more than 1 anyway.

This year she decides on a light house because she doesn't have many tall candle moulds.

Jaskier gets wind of this and decides he wants to get Geralt one. So he gets the THORNE catalogue and looks at the candle moulds. (THORNE is a supplier of bee stuff. There's so much stuff you can buy from them, including a bee suit with knee pads built into it. They sell candle moulds too, along with wicks.)

There are a lot of potential candles for Jaskier to choose from.

He's very tempted by the 'lovers' one because he is giving it to Geralt.

But then he turns the page and sees a candle that has been censored for the magazine.

And it is called '50 shades of wax'. So of course Jaskier has to get it because hes almost certain Geralt's reaction will be priceless. (This particular candle is one that I saw in a THORNE catalogue. I have no idea how many people would ever want to buy it, especially because you couldn't see what was going on because it had a red box covering most of it that said '18+' on it.)

He orders it separately from Ciri's though, because it needs to be a surprise and also he doesn't want to explain to Ciri why he got it for her dad.

When it arrives he shows it to Geralt just before they're about to go to bed.

Geralt isn't really aware of books that have come out even slightly recently, unless it's something that Ciri likes.

So when he sees what it's called, and especially without knowing what it looks like (it's a solid mould and a relatively complicated design so it's difficult to see what it is) hes just really confused.

Because of course you can dye wax so that it's different colours, but those aren't really shades?

And beeswax does come in slightly different colours, but that's normally impurities in the wax, rather than the wax itself being a different shade.

So Geralt just looks at it in confusion for a long time.

Jaskier eventually puts him out of his misery by explaining why it's called that, and roughly what it will look like.

But by this point the mood Jaskier was hoping for has well and truly been spoiled.

But at least he got a laugh out of it, if not how he was expecting to.

That's probably enough for now? I'm definitely gonna add more. They still need to feed the bees and actually make candles. Among other stuff.

(@jaskierisanangel because someone wanted to be tagged so they could see more? Which is wild to me but also makes me so happy)

[dissaspirit]

Ok, im gonna go off on this real quick because as a rabbit owner this shit REALLY tics me off. (Also not I'm not upset at anyone who rbd this bc they think its cute or anything but just, take this as I'm just trying to educate you.)

First thing you notice right away; the rabbit has pooped all over the floor, and theres probably two main reasons for that.

#1: the rabbit isn't litter trained (Yes, you can litter train rabbit very easily, there's lots of tutorials on youtube.)

#2: the rabbit isn't fixed. When rabbits aren't fixed theres several things that could happen; the rabbit pops all over to mark territory, the rabbit can get aggressive and it will start chewing things up, and also hump things.

Next thing I noticed, and this is what REALLY pissed me off, is the "enclosere" for the rabbit. RABBITS NEEED ROOM! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH! That tiny little cage is TERRIBLE for keeping rabbits in and is quite franky abusive

FIRST: There's no fucking room! Rabbits need spaces like any other animal. You wouldn't put your cat or a dog in a tiny ass cage that they can barely turn around in, would you? SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO IT TO YOUR RABBIT?! Another thing about the cage is its obviously wire bottom, WHICH IS HORRIBLE, its can give your rabbits sore hocks (look it up im not explaining the whole thing right here, or ask me about it but it'll just take too long right here), or worse yet, completely fuck up their legs.

Another thing is the water bottle, that shit will fuck up your rabbits neck, plus lots of bacteria can get caught in the nozzle and cause your rabbit to get sick.

Plus I see no hay ANYWHERE around in this, and that's really fucking bad too, rabbits need hay, as they are grazing animals, if they aren't constantly grazing then their teeth will get fucked up bc they grow too long, and no pellets are not a suited replacement for hay, those are mostly for very young (six months and under) or very old rabbits who can't get all the nuetreants they need from hay (rabbits older than six months should be given pellets sparingly, and no more that a quarter cup per day, but that last thing goes for all rabbits), also the type of hay you get is really important; alpapha hay is good for rabbits under six months, while Timothy hay is good rabbits older than that.

Enrichment is also very good for your rabbits (like the ball in the video), theres plenty of toys that work great for them, like baby toys, especially baby key rings, as they love to toss those around, our willow reaths, for chewing on, but those are just some common examples

And now that that's fine im going to show you rabbit area done right:

Okay, first I wanna say that this isnt 'perfect' and isn't something every rabbit owner can do, its just the best setup for my rabbit, and a good thing to start with us and xpen. Those work great for rabbits because it gives them enough room to run around, the best thing to do for your rabbit would be to free roam them, there's lots of videos on how to freeroam + bunnyproof

Also note, hutches aren't good for your rabbit either, the one in my rabbit pen was a gift from my grandpa and I decided to use it as an extra asset to my rabbits pen (as a door for him to get in and out of, because he does freeroam in the day, but stays in his pen at night or when I need to go somewhere and can't keep an eye on him. I also use the the fully wooden part of the hutch for holding his litterbox plus his hay, and then I have his food and water dishes on the outside, (another note on rabbit diet, feeding them a bowl of veggies (I use a spring mix + anything else I know is good for my rabbit, and feed him that twice a day.)

Rabbits are also social animals, and its important to spend time with them, building up a bond with your rabbit is very important and will help your rabbit to trust you, because like with all other pets, you shouldn't get a rabbit just to have one, you should get them because you want a companion.

A healthy rabbit can live up to 10 or more years, its not a small commitment. You will be their caretaker, you chose the pet now its your responsibility to give them a good life, do not let those poor animals waste away alone in cages.

This is why I hate 'starter pet' culture. Rabbits are delicate and quiet animals who need a lot of care, if you are going to get a kid a pet get them what they want because a puppy or a kitty can tell the kid when they need to eat shit play or are hurt, a rabbit won't do that in an easy way for a child to understand.

And one last thing, if your gonna have a rabbit, watch 'Lennon the Bunny' on YouTube PLEASE, that channel has almost all you can imagine as far as rabbit videos go and there are lots of tutorials on setup and rabbit care.

Thats all I am going to say, and do your fucking reaserch before getting a god damn pet.

“Woah! Just pretend you didn’t see that! 😳✨” 

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