#Alex looks just like his dad =kinda like an old grumpy BUT adorable man

[nicoscheer]

This is so funny cause the dude said that Alex was with someone who had a shaved head and Alex is wearing THE brown leather jacket he shares with Miles (who wore it for the Eurovision gig in Liverpool just 9 days ago 10.05.2023) and it’s Fuckin hilarious cause Louise posted that she went on a vacation after the last AM concert in Paris and I assumed that she and Alex would just relax at some beach for the 2 week break between tour legs but instead Alex is in London with Miles 😂😂😂 like after just a week of chilling on a beach in paradise with his girlfriend Alex was just like yap enough now gotta go back to London to watch a concert with Miles

luv them

Also so funny that everybody’s wearing like their fancy Sunday’s clothes and Alex just in a white shirt and showing off the leather jacket 😂

And Miles the little fucker just had to go and post a story showing him (and presumably Alex) eating at his friends restaurant (Chef Tom Brown’s CORNERSTONE) in London with a Scott Walker song just hours before😂😭 I literally can’t anymore ; also Tlsp song my mistakes were made for you was inspired by Scott walkers the old man’s back again Miles you tryna say somewhat?!

OKAY THE LORE CONTINUES

Apparently Alexa was there too !!!!! Jesus Christ

But like now I need to know if all three of them were sitting together

the guy who got the pic with Alex and was only sitting a few seats away from him -> so yeah they were most definitely there together all three of them ☺️☺️

Okay peeps we got another update by Julieroes on Reddit (the account got deleted because of this pic ?!) just now the 100% confirmation that it really was Miles with Alex there ☺️☺️🥹 Alex looks literally like his dad🥹🥹

But also just Miles casually staring at the phone and why does it look like he’s about to do a peace sign ✌🏽😂 also the fucking matching outfits like babes I can’t anymore 🫠🫠😫

But also Miles went out with yungblud?! Like was that also last night cause …. Sorry but hopefully no ?

Wait so hold on Alex and Miles went together to the tribute concert of the artist that inspired tlsp

And Alexa was there as well but sitting in a different section of the theater and Miles’ friend jay was there too but also sitting somewhere else 😂😂 whut so they all went but gave Alex and Miles space to enjoy the concert on their own just the two of them together ??

Little add on in case anybody’s interested these are the buns Miles (and presumably Alex) ate

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Alex Turner with a fan in London at the Scott Walker Tribute Concert

19/05/2023

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[sweet-teas-writing]

A Woman Scorned (Chp 1)

A/N: Hello beautiful people! The day is here! The debut of my new project. I've been working on this for a couple weeks now (all while juggling college), and as my gift to you, I will be giving you the first TWO chapters of A Woman Scorned. I will try to update a new chapter each week, and if I end up falling behind I will sure to keep you updated on that too! So sit back, get comfortable, and get ready for one hell of a ride!

A/N 2: Also, if you want to be added to the tag list, ask me! I'll be sure to include you!

Warnings: This story is meant for people aged 18+. Talk of verbal abuse/domestic violence, cheating, betrayal, masturbation (not yet), and SMUT (also not yet)

One: From the Beginning

Present Day

As I sat on my front porch, I could feel the warm sun on my skin. I could smell the fresh clean air. The waves knocked against the rocky shoreline. And inside our beach house, I can hear my grandchildren chatting and laughing with their grandfather. His loud, boisterous laugh echoed throughout the entire house, reaching me outside the screen door. I chuckled to myself as my daughter, Angela, scoffed in amusement next to me with a glass of iced tea in her hands.

"They're just like him, Mami," she told me.

"They sure are, mija," I told her back. "So full of life, ambition, and laughter. It was one of the many reasons I fell for your father in the first place."

"Do you regret how you met Dad?" Angela asked me.

I turned to look at her and shook my head. "No Angie. Your father was the first man to ever make me feel like I was something. My husband at the time wasn't giving me the love and attention that I deserved. Yes, I felt bad that it was under those circumstances that I got together with your father but I don't regret it at all."

"The way Dad looks at you, Mami… it's just beautiful." Angela sighed. "He always has the biggest smile on his face whenever he's around you. Like you're his light or something."

I laughed. "Well he always tells me that he regretted letting me go the first time. And once we were married, he wasn't letting me go. And here we are, 30 years, a beautiful daughter and three grandchildren later, still together and still happy."

The screen door came open and my husband Alastor came out followed by our grandchildren, Alejandro "Alex" (21), Alaina (19), and Ariana "Raina" (16), still laughing. He turned to Angie and me with a raised eyebrow and his signature smile plastered on his face.

"So what are you ladies talking about?" he asked us curiously.

"You as always," I snorted.

"Aw, it's nice that you think about me," Alastor chuckled before kissing my cheek. "I couldn't have asked for a better family: a loving wife, a talented daughter, and…" he turned to give our grandkids a big group hug "these adorable gifts right here."

"Aren't we a little old for group hugs, abuelo?" Alex asked in embarrassment but accepted the hug anyway.

"In my eyes, my boy," Alastor started. "No you are not. Ask your mother, she knows."

Angela laughed. "Always such the charmer, Papi. It's no wonder you ended up with Mom."

Alastor smiled down at me lovingly. "I wouldn't choose anyone else I would rather be with other than your mother. She will always be the love of my life. Despite the way we got together." He said that last line with a wink.

"Speaking of which," Alaina asked. "How did you guys end up together?"

"Yeah," Raina retorted. "Abuela, how did you and Grandpa Alastor meet?"

Alastor and I looked at each other before turning to our daughter for a sign.

"I think they're old enough to be told the story," Angie said. "It was bound to come up sooner or later."

Alastor shrugged and I gave a small smile. "Well, my dears, it's a bit of a long story. A long, complicated story." I said. "I was still married at the time when I met your grandfather, but my husband at that time… well he wasn't good to me. He wasn't faithful, he was controlling, and I wasn't happy with him."

"So why did you stay, abuela?" Alex asked.

"Well, mijo, I thought I was in love with him," I answered honestly. "I thought if I was patient enough, then he would change his ways. I was a young, naive girl at that time who thought keeping him happy was more important than my own happiness. That is… until your grandfather came along."

"So you two were lovers?" Alaina mused. "Kinda intriguing."

Alastor chuckled. "That may be true, Alaina, but I didn't see your grandmother as my lover. She was more like… the one that got away. And I was willing to do anything to get her back. Even if it meant "stealing" her away from her husband. But to fully understand how we met, it's best that we start from the beginning."

***

Miami, Florida, 1993

"Ava! Get your ass up! I'm hungry!" Jason yelled.

I deeply sighed before I rolled over to check the time on my alarm clock: 9:13 a.m. I sat up in the queen sized bed inside our condominium and looked out the window. It was cloudy with peeks of sunshine seeping in through the bedroom window. I saw a bluebird sitting on the windowsill, its chirping a sweet melodic sound. I smiled at the bluebird before I heard a loud bang from the sound of our bedroom door opening. My husband Jason entered our bedroom with a grumpy look on his face.

"Ava, I said I was hungry! The fuck you still doing in bed?"

"I just woke up Jason," I deadpanned. "I just needed a moment to fully get myself together."

"Well get up, I'm hungry now. At least be good for something and make some breakfast. What kind of wife are you?" he grumbled before shutting the door.

"Good morning to you too," I whispered sadly.

I've been married to Jason Mitchell for a year now but we've been together for almost 5. And to be honest, it's been absolute hell. All he does is belittle me and tells me that I'm a an awful partner, despite him being the one who's been unfaithful to me ever since we were together. He's cheated on me with countless women, I would threaten to leave him, he apologizes saying he won't do it again, I end up taking him back, and yet this toxic cycle repeats itself. I don't know why I'm still with him honestly; maybe it's because a part of me is in love with him, maybe it's fear of being alone, who knows? But I don't know how much longer I can take his constant abuse, but in the meantime I'll just swallow my pride and continue to play "the good wife."

I did one final stretch before I went into the bathroom to freshen up. I washed my face and brushed my teeth then I took a look at myself in the mirror. My normally bouncy curly hair looks like a matted mess on top of my head, dark circles stained around my eyes, my normally radiant caramel skin appeared kinda pale under the fluorescent light. I was exhausted; both physically and mentally. But yet I put on makeup to hide the dark spots, brushed my hair into a neat bun, and got dressed to make a quick breakfast for Jason and me before heading to work.

In the kitchen, Jason sat at the table reading a newspaper when I walked in. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before I went to the refrigerator and took out ingredients for eggs and French toast.

"'Bout time you got up," Jason scoffed. "I was starving in here."

"You know," I said. "You can always cook for yourself whenever I don't have time."

Jason gave a mocking laugh: "But then what will you be good for? You're the wife, you're supposed to cook and clean for the husband."

I rolled my eyes. "Times are changing honey. Women are allowed to work and have careers too."

"Whatever Ava," Jason grumbled. "Oh by the way, I'll be out late tonight so you don't have to wait up for me."

I froze after cracking an egg in the skillet. "I thought you said you were done 'staying out late'?"

"It's just for work, dear," Jason said. "Don't get your panties all twisted up."

Rage bubbled within me. I knew he was lying. The last time Jason "stayed out late," he smelled of perfume and had lipstick on his collar. I could feel tears form in my eyes, but I wouldn't let him see me cry.

"Why don't you stay home tonight?" I suggested. "We can order take out and cuddle on the couch like we used to."

Jason shook his head. "Can't babe. It's important. I promised them I would stay." He looked at me up and down before he spoke again. "Plus you don't look as appealing to cuddle with at the moment," he snorted.

I said nothing as I plated the food and gave one plate to him. Jason's eyes lit with glee upon seeing the food and began to scarf a forkful of eggs down his throat.

"I'm running late," I said lowly. "Lock up when you leave."

"Yeah okay," Jason said with a mouthful of food.

"I love you," I told him.

"Yeah you too."

I gave another sigh and grabbed my keys and jacket before heading out the door. My back rested against the door as I let a few years fall from my eyes, my breathing a bit ragged. I covered my mouth to stifle my sobs before I stood up straight and wiped my eyes.

Why can't I just leave him….

I regained my composure before I walked to my car and drove off to my job. One day I'll get back at Jason, I just wasn't sure when.

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[finsaraan]

i just want you to know - this is the abridged version. i wrote something longer. and it was really prosey fancy and vaguely like an actual ficlet, but i felt like, there isn’t a chance in hell of anybody finishing this unless i file off at least a few paragraphs and fill it with the amusing use of casual language and luis-from-ant-man-style retellings to juxtaposition the setting and theme of the story being told

anyway @kohledtouch @championofstendarr @laelaloola (especially u u agreed to this and u didn’t even kno, this is a lesson in looking before u leap) y’all enabled this, gotta face the consequences of ur actions hit me up w/ how many paragraphs u got in before ur soul left ur body and idk what i’ll owe u but i’ll owe u something LMAO

Well he’s Titus Mede II’s son and his name is Alexandros and his mum is Olympias the emperor’s second wife and she married him when she was 17 bc her family wanted the power and she’s a descendant of a usurped Septim emperor from way yonder through the mists of time. So she has this baby boy, hooray, he’s adorable with his wavy blond hair and his odd eyes, one’s blue one’s green, and he spends his childhood frolicking barefoot through the White Gold Tower’s private gardens which it would realistically have as the home of the royal family, and chilling with the soldiers in the barracks, and the grooms in the stables, learning filthy language and all about war. His parents don’t get on because his mum doesn’t take shit lying down and doesn’t and never did love her husband, so if he’s remotely rude to her, which he can be because he’s just like that but also stressed all the time, she snaps right back and then he snaps back because he’s a proud man and not good at apologising and then it spirals out of control. 

One day in particular when Alexandros is four, it’s soon after the death of his older sister, who was the crown princess and very capable and absolutely doted on by the emperor who’s distraught about it still, he goes to his mum’s room late at night only for the emperor to come in soon after absolutely sloshed, immediately getting his kit off, and Olympias, hoping to make him go away and also shield her baby’s eyes, hides Alexandros and says ‘no we can’t do the do it’s that time of the month’ but he’s like ‘you said that a week ago you HAG’ but now that she has her baby she’s feeling very protective so she snaps right back more viciously than usual so they start a proper shouting match until Alexandros bursts out screaming SHE HATES YOU GO AWAY GO AWAY, only to be grabbed by a stunned and horrified and slightly embarrassed (bc hes naked) emperor and tossed quite violently from the room. He’s caught by the guard on duty who takes good care of him while he screams because honestly that was a pretty traumatic experience. Once he’s put to bed and then up the next morning he doesn’t remember it, but it does scar him psychologically. The marriage goes downhill quite badly from there, it was their worst argument yet, there were a lot of insults, Titus feels very attacked by his now-crown-prince son’s apparent hatred of him, Olympias is livid that he handled her baby so roughly - it all makes everyone bitter.

Now when Alexandros is seven his education has yet to start and he’s a bit too cosy with the common soldiery that man the Tower, as someone puts it ‘he speaks as if he was conceived against a barrack wall’. Also, he hasn’t had a lot of interaction with his father, who doesn’t have time for children really and is still kinda put off by That Incident and by the very guarded way his son looks at him when the boy’s brought up for inspection days that let Titus see how he’s doing. So Titus thinks, to get him away from his mother’s influence, because she’s probably turning the boy against him (tbf she is), he’ll send him off to Cloud Ruler Temple to be mentored by this Penitus Oculatus commander called Leonidas. Leonidas thinks Alexandros is a spoilt brat. He has the child doing a soldier’s training from dawn until dusk, feeds him two spare meals a day, gives him shitty blankets and makes him sleep outside if he’s been disobedient (and if it’s not gonna kill him), and while this does mean that Alexandros is really good at taking hardship when he’s older - his soldiers will love him because he’s known for refusing to take food, water, or shelter if there isn’t enough for every single man - it’s also frankly irresponsible on Leonidas’s part, because he chronically underfeeds a growing boy, and Alexandros ends up significantly shorter than average for the rest of his life.

Now he’s twelve and his training with Leonidas is done, so he’s back home. He sings at a court banquet and a grumpy Titus Mede - who thinks he sounds a lot like his mother when he sings and is REALLY put off by it - humiliates him in front of everyone by telling him it’s a stupid waste of time for a prince to learn an instrument. Alexandros runs away and blackmails a soldier he knows, who's travelling home to sort a blood feud, into taking Alexandros with him. There’s a battle between two tiny villages and Alexandros makes his first kill, takes the head home, and feels a lot better knowing he is officially A Man at twelve when his dad didn’t have HIS first kill until he was sixteen. Now Alexandros gets his own retinue, a bunch of generals’ sons around his age, and he meets HEPHAESTION. Hephaestion is a babe, they hit it off immediately, and it’s barely any time at all before they’re completely inseparable. They’re soulmates. The same day that they meet, Alexandros makes another lifelong friend - the stallion Bucephalus, who nearly tramples some people in a panic at a horse fair, but Alexandros realises it's been mistreated and gentles it until it lets him ride it, ooh ahh very dramatic and you bet your ass Hephaestion is swooning in the background.

Fifteen years old, Alexandros is sent off with his friends to study some real important shit like philosophy and morality with a former Psijic monk (who isn’t actually former he says that but actually he’s an active Psijic - they sent him to try and influence Alex to take a good and wholesome path) called Aristotle. Alexandros never gets the hang of magic but he likes medicine and learning about nature and discussing abstract topics. Supposedly, doing this all in some chateau out in buttfuck nowhere is so he doesn’t get distracted but once again, Titus wants to separate Alexandros and his mother. The only time Alexandros leaves is to be summoned to various battles or sieges around the provinces for experience and because he and his father get on quite well when they’re out on campaign, they think the same tactically and Alex does admire his father really, he just feels guilty because his mother’s a woman with drama and flare running through her blood (descended from Tiber Septim rememeber), and lets him know when she feels betrayed. It’s a very emotionally scarring situation, because he can’t please one parent without angering the other. But on campaign it’s ok. He flourishes, he’s clearly got the knack, and the soldiers really love him ‘cause he comes into the healers’ tents to talk to the wounded men and tell them how brave they were. He’s got an incredible memory for names and faces, he never forgets anyone he’s met, and it’s a big thing when you’re just some lowly soldier and the crown prince remembers you and says he saw you, first up the wall in that siege, terrific job mate. He really craves the adoration of his people, it’s so much simpler than the mess his family is in. Be nice, make an effort, the lads love you. No nonsense there.

Sixteen now, he’s left as regent (of the entire empire!) when the emperor goes off on a longer campaign, but has to embark on his own one when there’s an issue with a big load of Forsworn. He does insanely well. He’s sixteen. Sixteen! Half of the enemies he comes across can’t even take him seriously, until he slaughters them. You stop laughing pretty fast when Alexandros’s legion comes at you. More than that, he gets there from the Imperial City faster than the soldiers sent from actual Skyrim, and they show up half way through like ‘whu?’ but Alexandros ropes them in no-nonsense and as they incredulously ask the Imperial soldiers ‘how old is this guy?’ they’re just given a knowing look and told ‘wait ‘till you see him in action, then you’ll know’.

At seventeen (he’s up to a lot now) his mum is pestering him to start churning out bastards because he’s unusually celibate for his age and status. She’s feeling very insecure because she’s engaged in some political fights and frankly the only reason she’s alive is because she’s wife of the emperor and mother of the crown prince; if she looses that status, she’s a goner, and at the moment the only reason she’s still married to Titus is because if he divorces her he weakens Alexandros’s claim to the throne and that could be chaos if Titus were to unexpectedly perish. So a potential heir from Alexandros would strengthen her position, and also give her another baby, which she wants because she’s feeling very excluded from Alexandros’s life. Rather than inevitably fail to walk the tightrope between his parents, he’s taken to only speaking to them when summoned, and confiding in Hephaestion for everything instead. After Alexandros dodges a series of prostitutes sent by his mother to get him producing and maybe separate him from Hephaestion a little, he pretends he slept with one to get his mother off his back, and ends up, in the aftermath, getting jiggy with Hephaestion for the first time instead. They’re as madly in love as ever. All their friends can tell It’s Happened, and some bets are finally won.

Now shit goes terribly wrong, and it’s about to get convoluted - the emperor takes a fancy to the daughter of one of his generals, Attalos. If she becomes his mistress, and has his children, and Titus really takes a shine to her, her noble birth makes her a really strong candidate for marriage, PLUS, Attalos is rumoured to be a Thalmor informant. That would put Olympias and Alexandros in the doghouse and in serious danger, but take a big weight off Titus’s shoulders, because he no longer has a mortal enemy in his house and a son influenced by said mortal enemy. Alexandros just tries not to rock the boat. On the return from a state visit, father and son and entourage are hosted by Attalos at his villa on the road. Attalos gets drunk and alludes to the potential union, suggesting any children from it are better than a child of Olympias, and then he insults Olympias a lot, thinking he’s being subtle, but he’s not, because he’s completely smashed. Alex is pissed. When he calls Attalos the fuck out, Titus gets pissed at him and tells him to check himself. Alex calls out him next, telling him to stand up for his own heir, unless he’s a desperate old man who’ll lick Attalos’s feet he’s that thirsty for the man’s daughter, who is frankly much too young for his old ass - also, they all know the rumours, Attalos is a filthy Thalmor informant, so he’s probably trying to suck up to them as well.

(The retelling of this gets him a lot of points amongst Thalmor-haters and if you hear it retold in certain places the string of inventive insults that prefix ‘Thalmor’ is about as long as the entire rest of the story.)

Titus is pissed, as you would be, to the point of drawing his sword, maybe a bit extreme, but he trips and falls on his face. Alexandros utters the immortal line ‘look, men, who the people thought would cross the tyrants for them - and he falls crossing from couch to couch’. Alexandros then has to book it, taking Olympias to her relatives in High Rock, then disappearing himself into the Druadach Mountains. He pisses Titus off for a bit by making it seems like he might be gathering allies in the mountains to go to war, but eventually messengers get sent back and forth and after a lot of debate, a peace is agreed to, and Alex and Olympias are welcomed back to the Imperial City. Things are still hella tense. Hoping to fix this, Titus sends Alexandros into Skyrim to deal with this civil war business that’s popped up, planning on following along later because his health is real fucked up just then. He’s been in a lot of battles, he’s like swiss cheese at this point.

Now at this point if I’m feeling indulgent, this is the point at which Alexandros turns out to be the Last Dragonborn and has to deal with all that shit. Otherwise, he just shows up and does his Alexandros thing, which is kicking ass and actually trying really hard to come to a peace agreement. The emperor wants to crush the Stormcloak rebellion entirely, but if Alexandros were to get his way - you know, like if he were to suddenly and unexpectedly become emperor himself - his offered treaty to Ulfric would be a formal apology for the failure of his father to honour his title as protector of the realm and chosen of the Divines; an offer of total religious autonomy, total autonomy in the deciding of any High King or Queen; and a getout clause that lets Skyrim legally secede from the empire if the jarls together decide that the current emperor/empress is failing in his or her duty to protect the rights and well-being of the citizens of Skyrim, failing to honour the gods that put them on their throne, offending egregiously the cultural beliefs of the people of Skyrim, or proving themself unworthy of the respect and power of the Ruby Throne.

Alexandros is real fucking confident. And he enjoys the enormous ‘fuck you’ he’s sending to any future rulers that don’t live up to these standards, because even if the treaty focuses on Skyrim, is they were to pull that getout clause and secede, everyone would follow whether it applies to them or not.

Back in Cyrodiil, while Alexandros is either being Dragonborn or not, the emperor is making plans to divorce Olympias and marry Attalos’s daughter but with legislation that secures Alexandros’s position as heir, hoping it’ll placate him even though his mother’s just been slapped in the face essentially. And on top of that, there’s a member of the Elder Council called Pausanias Orestes - he and the emperor were bang-mates, once upon a time, but Pausanias got dumped for a younger, hotter bloke. Pissed, Pausanias calls the guy a lil’ bitch, and the guy goes and gets himself killed being extra in battle to prove that he’s not. His kin, upset, have their revenge on Pausanias in a very dark and disturbing way because they don’t want to kill him because he’s still on fairly good terms with the emperor. Pausanias entreats the emperor to get him justice. Titus makes Pausanias head of his bodyguard, which is a very big favour, but doesn’t punish them that abused Pausanias. Eventually, Pausanias becomes a member of the Elder Council. Now here’s the thing; who’s the man that did that to Pausanias? It’s general Attalos, father of the girl emperor Titus Mede wants to marry, the man that’s about to achieve a real big power boost just by getting his daughter to bang the emperor. Oh dear. And guess who was with the entourage that stayed at Attalos’s villa the night of the bust up that Alexandros ended up having to flee; who had to stay in the house of the man that had wronged him and never been punished for it? Pausanias. Alexandros noticed this incredible cruelty at the time and apologised to Pausanias for it. Pausanias likes Alexandros for that reason. So when someone comes to Pausanias and says; we want to assassinate the emperor, and Alexandros is in on it, will you go to Skyirm and hire the Dark Brotherhood? Pausanias says yes. The thing is, Alexandros isn’t in on it; he’s far too pious to ever consider killing his own father. But there are those that thing the Medes are getting a little out of hand and if they all happened to die then that would be very handy for certain point-eared control-freaks who have a violent need to be absolute cunts and are the Tamrielic equivalent of that person who comes into your inbox and nitpicks your TES lore knowledge in a very condescending way, especially over things that are honestly subjective.