#Between the ages of 16-22 I was royalty

[princepipper]

Also found an old pic of my princess canopy bed... I still have the bed! But my ceiling is too low in my current room so I can't use the canopy.

[frazzledsoul]

Someone wrote on one of these boyfriend vs boyfriend old skool Gilmore Girls posts that Logan was to be desired because he "always was kind to Rory's friends and family" and um....no?

I'm not saying he was an asshole 100% of the time because he wasn't. However, he's invited to dinner at the elder Gilmores (where he knows they'll treat him like royalty because they want to move up in their social circle to his, which they do) and he takes advantage of his position to steal from them in front of Rory's mother as a joke (knowing they'll blame the help). He and his friends are awful to Marty simply because Marty doesn't come from money. He belittles and antagonizes Jess during their sole interaction even though Rory called him a friend and wanted Logan to be nice to him. He and Paris are constantly at odds and he begs off going to Lane's baby shower to go party with his friends.

Granted, he is gracious and charming and respectful on many other occasions. Overall, Jess and Dean are often ruder and more combative. However, the counterargument to that is that a key part of his personality is charming people sometimes because he wants to be respectful and sometimes so he can manipulate them into getting what he wants, which is not the case with Dean and Jess. And also...he is older, so he *should* be more mature and handle himself better. We know Dean and Jess between the ages of 16/17 to 19/20 (with a return appearance by Jess at 21 when he is much more mature) while we know Logan between the ages of 22-25. He SHOULD act like an adult because he is one, while Dean and Jess are literally children for a good deal of the time we know them.

The fact that he still pulls shitty stunts like trying to steal from Richard and Emily as an adult makes his worse moments seem even more juvenile. So, no, overall I would not say that he is universally kinder to Rory's friends and family, and the extent to which he does try to extend social graces towards them as opposed to the other two boys shouldn't be seen as an equal comparison because of their ages and/or Logan's motivations at least some of the time.

[contrivedchaos]

Okay but hellborn Clara and Odette vs when childhood playdates with Charlie or an age difference enough one babysat the other which I kind of love.

Especially if the girls are older because "Please mom's an arms dealing overload, we can handle a 5 year old Demon-angel like us " cue chaos

I like the idea of Charlie being playmates with them. I think Viv said she’s about 200 Earth years old, so maybe 20-22 by demon standards (a rough estimation)? That seems about right for Clara and Odette, too, give or take. They’re at least old enough to be helping Carmilla with her enterprise at the time the show starts, so maybe between 160-200 years for them (16-20)? Whatever age she deems is safe for them.

I think even if Charlie is a little older, they are probably still a bit more socially mature than she is. They’ve probably had to grow up quick being non-royalty. Charlie was a bit more sheltered and is generally more naive about the way the world works. Maybe they all went through their emo, scene kid phase around the same time, though.

(But honestly I could be completely wrong lmao)

[photography-with-sammie]

Artist Research (2/8): Chan-Hyo Bae- Existing in Costume

Born in Busan, South Korea in 1975, Chan-Hyo Bae received his bachelor's in photography at Kyung-Sung University, Korea in 2003. By 2007, Chan-Hyo Bae earned his MFA in Fine Art Media at UCL in London, UK. Chan-Hyo moved to England and began to show off his exhibitions. The exhibition shown in this blog will be his 2014 exhibition Existing in Costume, Pesaro, Italy. Chan-Hyo Bae’s works explore the issues of gender, isolation, culture, prejudice, and stereotypes. The work Existing in Costume portrays Chan-Hyo’s feelings as an Asian immigrant and his emotional and cultural estrangement while studying in England.

In the photos, Chan-Hyo Bae dresses in costumes as unidentified members of the English aristocracy from the 13th to 19th centuries. Here Chan-Hyo implements himself into the history and society he felt excluded from. He dresses as different noblewomen with meticulous designs and costumes. Chan-Hyo's works from his exhibitions depict Tudor history, including culture and stories embedded into our psyche, like Western fairytales and witch-hunting narratives. The pieces discussed in the blog will be Existing in Costume 1 and Existing in Costume 22.

Chan-Hyo Bae

The first work discussed is Existing in Costume 1. Existing in Costume 1 depicts Chan-Hyo in a style reminiscent of Elizabethan portraiture. The elaborate ruffled collar, dark ornate clothing, and formal posture evoke historical European fashion, particularly from 1558 to 1603. The pale, expressionless face and the stylized headpiece are also characteristic of a regal or noble person. This period in England was known as the “Golden Age” during the time of Queen Elizabeth. His pose in the photo gives a sense of power and authority, commonly known for royalty and higher power. This is a very common style within England royalty in the past, and being the first costume makes sense. This was the proud period of England which shows the idea of patriotism that Chan-Hyo described for the people of the United Kingdom.

Existing in Costume 1, C Print, 100x80 cm, 2006

Existing in Costume 22 depicts the European Aristocracy. This was especially prominent in the Restoration period and Georgian period, which was between the 1660s and 1830s. This period was known for their big wigs and pale skin. The biggest note from this photo is the dress worn. Many noble women wore big, hooped skirts to create a distinctive wide silhouette. The dresses were adorned with lace, bows, and much more. Unlike the previous photo, Chan-Hyo keeps his hands clean from white paint, symbolizing the common trait of pale faces in the English tradition and their symbolism for purity and status. The pale skin, a deliberate choice by Bae, references the cultural obsession with whiteness as a marker of class and virtue, while his decision to forego this trait on his hands subtly critiques the superficial nature of such constructs. His portrayal of the noblewoman in Existing in Costume 22 mirrors the rigidity of a society that once judged people’s worth based on appearance and lineage.

Existing in Costume 22, C Print, 129x96 cm, 2006

In conclusion, Chan-Hyo Bae's Existing in Costume series offers an interesting critique of historical and cultural identity through the lens of the different periods of England’s history. By placing himself in the roles of noblewomen from English history, Chan-Hyo Bae explores themes of exclusion, power, and social constructs. His meticulous attention to costume and historical detail allows him to reflect on the cultural barriers he faced as an Asian immigrant in England. Overall, I enjoyed Chan-Hyo Bae’s work and his attention to detail. He perfectly portrays these noble women while also putting his spin on the costume designs as well. His work is very well thought out and evokes a sense of emotion with the story of belonging and culture.

References:

Artnet.com, 2024, www.artnet.com/artists/chan-hyo-bae/biography. Accessed 16 Oct. 2024.

Berlin, Photo Edition. “CHAN-HYO BAE, Existing in Costume.” PHOTO EDITION BERLIN, 2014, www.photoeditionberlin.com/artists-1/chan-hyo-bae/existing-in-costumes/. Accessed 16 Oct. 2024.

“Chan-Hyo Bae - Biography.” Purdy Hicks Gallery, www.purdyhicks.com/artists/42-chan-hyo-bae/biography/. Accessed 16 Oct. 2024.

https://lenscratch.com/author/aline-smithson. “Chan-Hyo Bae: Existing in Costume - LENSCRATCH.” LENSCRATCH, 28 May 2009, lenscratch.com/2009/05/chan-hyo-bae/. Accessed 16 Oct. 2024.

[itsany62]

SteveTony - Alternate Universe

Here are some Alternate Universe fics that I love. Don't forget to leave kudos and nice comments in every fic!

Food for the Heart, by LagLemon, 14 k >, Cooking, No Powers.

After being introduced to a gourmet food on a budget blog by Pepper (a gift for her elderly, cheapskate mother) Tony starts cooking again. The recipes are good, but the blog owner is even better. Still, Tony isn't so sure Captain America, the guy who runs the blog, can compete with Hot Bagboy, the gorgeous blond who works at the grocery store.

"Free to Good Home" by Captain_Panda, 7 k > words, Alternate Universe - Animals.

"Oliver and Company" AU.

There's a great big world outside the box.

But it's a dog-eat-dog world, and Tony's just one cat. Then a stray dog comes along, looking for a friend.

A Day In Principal Stark's Office, by nannersmelo, 10 k > words, Steve Single Parent, Director Tony.

Tony Stark has his hands full with not only Stark Industries, but also his beloved mother's life project: The Maria Stark Academy, and as he enters his office in order to deal with a ferocious mother whose son was apparently assaulted by one of his brightest students, he was sure this day would culminate in nothing but a heinous headache. Little did he know - he was in for one hell of a surprise.

I Am the Night by gottalovev, 6 k > words, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Vampire Tony Stark, Wizard Steve Rogers.

That's it. Tony is doomed. He rolls on his back, crosses his wings over his belly and closes his eyes. He'll await death here, misunderstood by the world to the bitter end.

C is for Calculus and Compromise, by heydoeydoey, 11 k>, Gifted AU, Post-Divorce, Angts with a Happy Ending.

Steve's just trying to give his prodigy daughter a normal childhood. Enter a meddling school administrator, Tony Stark, and too many lawyers.

tell you my love for you by jelliebean, 22 k > words, Alternate Universe - Normal High School, Based on Love Simon.

A guy at Shield High comes out on tumblr, anonymously. Tony thought he was the only gay guy on campus--not out, because of Howard--and sends him an email.

“Hey, Flying. Same here. I’ve got a secret too, and it’s like I’m hiding who I am, every day. From everyone. All the closest people to me. But I just can’t tell them. I’m gay, too. It feels like I’m putting on this mask, this shell of who I think they want me to be. Even though I don’t think my friends would judge me. I don’t know why. I just. I’ve got a secret. –Shell”

The guy seems great--amazing, even, and then Hammer has to step in and ruin it all.

Mergers & Acquisitions by Robin_tCJ, 33 k > words, Angst, sex as currency.

Steve Rogers is the CEO of the Rogers Corporation, which he built from the ground up. When he learns that Hydra International is making a bid for a hostile takeover of Stark Industries, he decides he has to do what he can to stop Hydra from overtaking the market and becoming an unstoppable, unethical conglomerate. Tony Stark asks for something Steve isn’t sure he should give, but he does it anyway – and it completely changes everything. But when Hydra keeps coming, Steve and Tony realize there’s more to this than they’d realized.

Meeting the Monsters by itsallAvengers, 23 k > words, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Creatures & Monsters.

Tony's at public school with kids his age for the first time in seventeen years, and he is determined that this year is gonna be his year. He's going to make friends. He's going to be popular. People will like him.

Unsurprisngly, none of that actually happens.

He does sort-of-maybe fall in love with a vampire in his class that everyone is terrified of, though. So... there's that.

(I Want You To See) The Darkest Side Of Me by ann2who, 45 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Fusion, Post-World War II.

In Monte Carlo, Steve meets the wealthy widower Anthony Stark. It’s love at first sight—at least for Steve—and he can’t believe his luck when Tony asks him to live at Stark Mansion, his large estate in Malibu. Never in his life had Steve thought something like this was possible… never had he been this happy. However, soon Steve realizes that Tony is still deeply troubled by the death of his first wife and haunted by the many ghosts she left behind. The longer Steve lives in her shadow, the more he understands that… He can never be what Tony’s wife had once been for him. And Tony might never truly love him.

Gift With Purchase Remix by sabrecmc, 43 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, hooker Steve, Sugar Daddy.

Gift With Purchase Remix wherein Steve actually is a hooker. But for a Really Sympathetic Reason.

The Little Glass Screwdriver by ann2who, 19 k > words, Cinderella AU.

When Prince Steven is forced to find himself a bride, true love gets in the way. As the night of the grand ball unfolds, the prince meets a mysterious knight who might just change his entire life in a way he could have never imagined.

**Cinderella AU**

Covered in Lines by royal_chandler, 3 k > words, Alternate Universe - Student/Teacher, Alternate Universe - College/University, Age Difference.

He can’t lose sight of pale, deft hands that gesture on transitive verbs, an ink-stained thumb edging underneath Tony’s ribcage with an affection that can only be called dangerous.

half-wild and glimmering by deathsweetqueen , 15 k > words, Alternate Universe - Western, Prostitution.

“Give me a drink, Tasha,” Tony sighs as he lands in front of the bar. “I’ve had one hell of a day.”

Natasha raises an eyebrow. “Have you really?” she asks, loftily, sliding a tumbler of whiskey along the well-polished wood.

Tony lets his head hang, the sweat beading on the back of his neck. “You wouldn’t believe what I’ve had to put myself through today,” he sighs, wearily.

“I would not know. You will not let me work the rooms,” Natasha retorts, her voice a little strained, busying her hands in a dirty glass.

“I don’t let you work the rooms ‘cause you’re liable to kill anyone who touches ya the wrong way and we can’t lose that much of our business,” Tony reminds her, wryly amused, sipping at his whiskey. He shakes his head at the burn. “We peddle flesh, darling, not death.”

peers, fears and holiday cheers by jacobby, 24 k > words, Parent Tony Stark.

“He’s only two years older than you,” Tony finally says when the silence becomes too much to bear.

“Dad, Teddy is turning twenty-seven next year.”

“I am not dating your husband—”

“I’m not implying you are. I just want you to be...aware that he’s practically the same age as my husband.”

AKA

Tony Stark's new boyfriend is only two years older than his adult sons. Telling them is one thing, introducing them is another. What Tony doesn't expect is that the past always has a way of catching up to him, of biting him in the ass when he least expects it. Well, at least they're all together for the Holidays. What more can he ask for?

A Higher Form of War by sabrecmc, 292 k > words, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Historical Romance.

Tony is a King with a surprising number of people out to kill him. Steve and the rest of the Avengers are fighting for Pierce's rebellion and end up with Tony as their prisoner. Oops.

you can call me babe for the weekend by complicationstoo, 10 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, actor Tony Stark.

Tony left his small town for Los Angeles after high school, leaving behind everything to pursue his dream. Ten years later, he comes back for the first time and finds that some things are impossible to let go of.

Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be by iam93percentstardust, 72 k > words, Alternate Universe - Theatre.

Famed director Phil Coulson brings Shakespeare’s beloved play, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, to Broadway. This production though comes with a twist: a brief but passionate love affair between the faerie king, Oberon, and his attendant, Puck. In the roles of the two star-crossed lovers, Coulson casts America’s darling Steve Rogers, fresh off his third Academy Award, and Broadway royalty, Tony Stark. Steve quickly finds himself falling for the quick-witted and sarcastic actor but Tony is dating the stage manager. Unwilling to come between the seemingly happy couple, Steve steps back but all isn’t right behind the scenes and Tony may need him when everything falls apart.

and so we rebuild by raeldaza, 26 k > words, Alternate Universe - Star Trek Fusion, Soulmates, Mutual Pining.

Sometimes, a voice whispers: you will never atone for your mistakes.

Tony believes that, believes it so strongly some days he drowns in it, but he still tries. Tries through Starfleet, tries through inventions, tries through missions. Then, one day, he meets his new Captain, and things change.

and teach this heart (how to beat with light), by starklystar, 40 k >, AU Hospital, Single parent Steve.

Eight years ago, at a funeral with a baby's cries ringing in his ears, Tony Stark decided to turn his life around. He's a genius, billionaire, philanthropist. What's so hard to adding 'doctor' to that list? And after that, it can't be that hard to add 'husband' and 'father' too, right? But the past has a way of haunting even the very best of us, and in any universe, Tony Stark and Steve Rogers have never had an easy love.

Featuring: drama, chaos, Peter's scheming, meddling friends, and doctors learning again that the heart can never be as simple as four chambers and four valves.

Catching Lightning in a Bottle by sabrecmc, 120 k > words, Alternate Universe - Sweet Home Alabama Fusion.

College student Tony meets janitor Steve at MIT and they fall blissfully in love, until Howard happens and things fall apart. One divorce paperwork snafu courtesy of the ever-helpful Jarvis, and ten years later, Tony has to get re-divorced from Steve.

This does not go as he imagines.

Or, the Sweet Home Alabama AU that no one--well, okay, a few of you--asked for.

The Night Shift by weethreequarter , 16 k > words, Alternate Universe - Hospital.

Welcome to the Emergency Department of San Antonio General where Dr. Tony Stark joins the team fresh from his most recent tour in Afghanistan and - much to the consternation of the other staff - strikes up an instant rapport with Nurse Steve Rogers. Meanwhile, new resident Bruce Banner refuses to give up on his patient, and Dr. Sharon Carter learns something from her own patients. Throw in a pissed off hospital administrator, Clint using the coffee pot as a mug again, and a major car crash and you have, well, just another night shift.

Cake It Till You Make It by ChocolateCapCookie, 10 k > words, Kid Fic, Alternate Universe - Bakery.

Steve Rogers and Tony Stark have a lot in common. They're single parents, they own rival bakeries at the center of town... and they both hate each other's guts.

When a mix-up at Peter and Morgan's school has both fathers scrambling to prove they're the better baker, they do the mature, adult thing and compete in a bake-off. Between the mixing and the creaming, the baking and the icing, Steve and Tony find that hate is actually not that far from love.

Looking for Heaven by foxxcub, 31 k > words, Alternate Universe - Regency, Marriage of Convenience.

When young Lord Anthony Stark learns Steven Rogers has enlisted in the army, he thinks he's seen the last of his tiny, headstrong, haughty stable boy. But four years later, Lord Stark gets an unexpected visit from Steve, whose mother has fallen gravely ill and into financial ruin. Even more unexpected, Steve agrees to a shocking proposal: they will marry, giving Steve the necessary funds to save his mother, and Tony the much-needed reprieve from harassing would-be suitors. It is a business arrangement, nothing more. But as time goes on and circumstances arise, Tony begins to learn that keeping his heart away from his husband is easier said than done.

just a guy, standing in front of another guy by theappleppielifestyle, 12 k > words.

“It’s not real,” Tony says, still smiling, jaw twitching with effort. “The fame. It’s - I’m just a guy."

(Or, Notting Hill AU, with a twist.)

Mother of Exiles (A Titanic AU) by BladeoftheNebula, 21 k > words, Alternate Universe - Titanic Fusion.

“You’ll never guess what just happened!” Steve said, taking a deep breath to try and calm his breathing. “I met someone. A guy from first class.”

Dublin 1912: Steve Rogers is barely making ends meet, living in the tenement slums of Dublin. But a stroke of good luck gives him and his best friend the chance to change their fortune. Two tickets to America on board the RMS Titanic.

The Devil You Know by shetlandowl, 17 k > words, Alternate Universe - Detectives, Alternate Universe - Author/Novelist.

Best selling author Tony Stark revives the bodice ripper genre for a modern audience. From frisky gay cowboys to ravenous lesbian pirate queens, he consistently delivers riveting thrillers full of romance, drama, and the filthy, unapologetically kinky sex that has become his trademark specialty.

Tony has everything a man could dream of - horny, adoring fans, and boatloads of money. Or that's what he thought, until Detective Steve Rogers walks into his life and turns it all upside down.

Bears and Mountains and Lumberjacks Oh My! by justanotherrollingstony (adoctoraday), 24 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Lumberjack Steve Rogers.

It was supposed to be easy--go meet the reclusive artist and buy some art. And then came the broken down car. And the snowstorm. And the lumberjack with a face like a greek god. So yea, Tony is stuck in a cabin in the woods with a hot lumberjack till the storm clears. Could be worse.

Series: A Furious Vexation by Annie D (scaramouche), 18 k > words, Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse.

A Steve/Tony post-apocalypse AU that exists pretty much just for the smut.

That Feline Beat by Tito11, 5 k > words, Alternate Universe - Animals.

Presenting Steve and Tony in the Aristocats!AU

Tony and his three kittens have been kidnapped from their fancy Upper East Side apartment while their owners are away and deposited on the mean streets of Harlem. Unsure of where they are or how to get back home, they'll have to rely on street cat Steve to guide them. Will they get home safely? Will Tony's fear of abandonment cause him to drive away the best tomcat he's ever known? Only time will tell.

do you fondue? by calciseptine, 16 k > words, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting.

Tony has done crazy things in the name of food, but falling in love with Steve Rogers really takes the cake.

a glimpse of heaven's love by parkrstark, 13 k> words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Terminal Illnesses.

The child begins to empty his pockets. He starts to count coins on the counter. Tony huffs a little impatiently as he realizes most of them are pennies.

The cashier actually humors the kid and counts along with him. They reach 3 dollars and 54 cents before he shakes his head sadly. "Sorry, kid. There's not enough here."

The kid sounds close to crying. "I need these paints for my Papa. It's Christmas Eve and these...he doesn't have any. The doctors said he doesn't have long. I want him to have these. In case he meets Jesus tonight, I want him to paint one more time. Please."

Tony takes a step forward, arms still full of toys he's buying just because. He can cover this child's gift for his dying father. Money. Money is what he's good for.

"I'll buy them."

--

Or, the Christmas Shoes AU no one but me asked for.

If you survive first impressions, you're good to go by itsallAvengers, 3 k > words, Parent Tony Stark, Alternate Universe - No Powers.

The first time Peter Parker-Stark sees Steve Rogers, he may or may not be standing in direct path of the man's motorcycle.

His daddy is really not going to be happy about that one.

A Rat-ional Conclusion by BladeoftheNebula, 6 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Veterinarians, Parent Tony Stark.

He had a strong flurry of patients throughout the morning and by the time it rolled around to noon, he was just about worn out.

He walked out into the reception, stretching until he felt a satisfying pop. “Are we done?”

Bucky checked the screen. “Just about. One more before lunch - a rat, singular.”

Steve breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully straight forward then. “Great, let me know when they-”

He was interrupted by the bell over the door and looked up to see a little girl cradling a small animal carrier, being shepherded through the door by easily one of the hottest men he’d ever seen in real life.

Oh wow.

Tidal Pull by sabrecmc, 97 k > words, Octopus Tony Stark, Alternate Universe - Shipwrecked.

After the American Civil War, Union soldier Steve Rogers takes a chance on an opportunity to sail with the Stark Trading Company down in the Caribbean. During a terrible storm, his ship is lost. To his surprise, he survives, and ends up stranded on an island that isn't quite as deserted as he first thinks.

Or, a reverse Little Mermaid tale where Steve has to fall for the fish-man.

Twelve Days by elysianprince, 22 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Ghosts.

In which Tony finds himself in a town that looks like it crawled out of a Hallmark Christmas movie, trying to sell an inn he didn't know he owned, all while dealing with Steve Rogers, the resident ghost who has returned to haunt the inn each December during the twelve days of Christmas for the past seventy years. Tony has only one logical solution that benefits them both: break the curse that binds him - but falling for a man almost a century old wasn't among his plans.

She kissed me by S_Horne, 1 k > words, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting.

“Your mom kissed me.”

Steve blinked awake and lifted his head from his pillow to look over at the silhouette in the doorway. “What?”

“Your mom,” Tony reiterated. “She kissed me.”

“Yeah,” Steve said simply, “she does that.”

[writing-in-april]

30 fics for 30 days in April

A/N: Hey guys it’s finally here!!!!! I’m so excited to share all of these with you!!! Each number corresponds to the day of the month that it comes out on- all titles are subject to change because I’m indecisive as hell lol- also as always any fic marked 18+ means only the people over the age of 18 can read them- please don’t break this rule I have had to block a ton ton of people because of this and I still want to be able to let minors read my non explicit content- so please be considerate of me and how I could get into trouble and be considerate towards others who’d be affected if I had to make this blog 18+. Anyways- that aside I hope y’all enjoy all of these!!! Most of them are based on requests which will be linked and for most I’ll be adding an additional description once they are posted. My requests are still open as well so if you have anything you’d like to see in he future feel free to drop it into my inbox- and during the month of April since most of these are prewritten I may write and post a second fic if I feel inspired to write and post it- I’m just going to go with the flow. Wow this is too long lol- hope y’all enjoy! Main Masterlist Join my tag lists

1) April Fools~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: Spencer needs to one up Reader just as he’s about to loose a prank war (18+)

2) Spooks~ Raymond Wadsworth x Female Reader: Raymond starts sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong at the next haunting he’s investigating. (18+)

3) Dog Person~ Javier Peña x Gender Neutral Reader: After Javier mentions being a dog person it gets Reader thinking

4) Dressed in Crimson~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader (Royalty AU)- Spencer is a stable boy with a passion for learning and Reader is the princess of the palace that he serves in. They’ve been in a secret relationship, the two grow restless about not being able to be out in the open. (18+)

5) Converging Parallels~ Spencer Reid x Single Mom Reader: based on this request- the first option

6) Kid~ Poe Dameron x Female Reader: Reader can’t get Poe to stop calling her kid so she’s tries a new method while they’re arguing (18+)

7) Cinematic Coincidences~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request from @andiebeaword

8) Origins~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on a request given to me by @imagining-in-the-margins request pic below

9) Party Play~ Chip Taylor x Female Reader: based on this request (18+)

10) Paint me~ Laurent Leclaire x Female Reader: Reader asks Laurent to take the paint off the canvas for once- inspired partially by @propertyofabelmorales valentines fic for Laurent

11) Soured Nostalgia~ Spencer Reid x Reader: based on this request (18+)

12) Question and Answer~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request

13) Woodland Adventures~ Santiago Garcia x Reader: Santiago and Reader have a vacation to get away from everything. (18+)

14) A Snowy Morning After Part 2~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: requested by @dreatine (18+)

15) Part 3 to Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader Series- Description on Series Masterlist linked (18+)

16) Made to Match~ Frankie Morales x Gender Neutral Reader: Frankie gets you a gift so you can stop stealing his hat when he needs it (though he still likes it when you wear his on occasion lol) (18+)

17) Postmarked in the past~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based of this request and is part 4 for my unlinked Spencer Reid & Letters Series

18) Training Wheels~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request (18+)

19) A Hair’s breadth~ Javier Peña x Female Reader: based on this and this request (18+)

20) Chili Cheese Fries~Franklin (MGG in beginners luck) x Gender Neutral Reader: Franklin tries to make bowling alley food taste better for a date.

21) Shining Bright Above You~ Spencer Reid x Male Reader: based on this request

22) Punishment Deserved~ Abel Morales x Female Reader: based on this request by @propertyofabelmorales (18+)

23) Unwind in the Vines~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request by @lexieshuntingsstuff

24) Unintentionally Unrequited~ Lesley (MGG from hot air) x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request

25) Erotica Explained~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based on this request- has elements of other fics and characters I write for (18+)

26) Manicured~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request

27) Tiny Vessels: Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based on this request by @zhuzhubii (18+)

~UPDATE I GOT SICK AFTER THIS AND WAS UNABLE TO FINISH THE LAST THREE- THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE~

28) Handblown~ Oberyn Martell x Female Reader x Ellaria: Basically Ellaria testing out new toys on and with Reader while Oberyn watches. (18+)

29) Between the Lines~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request made by @90spumkin

30) April showers bring May flowers: Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: When Spencer was in prison there seemed to be only rain but when Spencer gets exonerated flowers begin to bloom again.

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Relevant Tag lists (message me if you want to be added if there’s not a tag list for a character I write for yet and you want to be added to it message me as well:

All works: @shotarosleftpinky @oreogutz @90spumkin @kyra-morningstar @s1utformgg @takeyourleap-of-faith won’t let me tag you for some reason All MGG characters: @muffin-cup @willowrose99 Spencer Reid/CM: @calm-and-doctor @destiny-tsukino @safertokiss @slutforthegubes @onlyhereforthefanfics Javier Peña/Narcos: @pascalesque Sub Spencer: @thatsonezesty13 @pastathighs @virtualpeanutartisanjudge @calm-and-doctor Dom Spencer: @rainsong01 @evlfknb Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde: @rainsong01 @dreatine @secretpickleprofessordean @evlfknb Letters Series (group of unlinked fics series master list under MGG master list): @whoreforthebau @sierraraeck @90spumkin

[theelvenhaven]

General Asks about Elves

1. Elleth Fertility, Marriage

2. How would elves react to multiples in pregnancy?

Triplets I Octuplets

3. Would you need to sneak off from elves?

Elven Royalty

4. Would elves be offended if you were close or touching over your human friends?

Part 1 I Part 2

5. How would elves react to movies and their s/o acting in them?

General

6. How would elves feel about modern/tighter clothes?

Tighter Clothes I Swimsuits

7. Would random elves manhandle you?

Part 1 I Part 2

8. Elves reacting to hair dye and minor cosmetic surgery

9. Would elves be insecure about age?

10. Do elves use slang?

11. On Elves and Tattoos

Part 1  I  Part 2

12. Elves- Marriage, Separation, Divorce

Part 1  I  Part 2 I

13. Do Elves get mentally ill?

14. Elves- Physical and Sexual Attraction

Part 1 I Part 2

15. Being Human and with an Elven Royal

Producing Heirs I Teachings and Expectations

16. Peredhel’s Becoming Human

17. Elves and dentistry

18. Elves and Indian Spices

19. Elves and Hypersexualization

20. Would Elves like Modern Society?

21. Elven Pregnancy

22. How tall were the Eldar?

23. Would the Eldar like glasses? And my misreading of the question about glasses.

24. Would Elves wear a friendship bracelet if you made them one?

25. Do humans pregnant with a Peredhel have year long pregnancies?

26. Do elven women lose their strength during/after pregnancy?

27. Is sex marriage for elves? Is it cultural?

28. Do elves marry out of love or do they have arranged marriages?

29. Are elves faithful?

30. How would First Age elves reacted to skin changers and hobbits?

31. Elven Ear and Eye Sensitivity and Horror Movies and Death Metal

32. How long are Marchwardens out looking after their borders?

33. Elves reacting to hearing a neurodivergent persons thoughts?

34. Elves reacting to acrylic nails?

35. What Human activities would look easy but be hard for the elves?

36. Elves pushing boundaries before marriage?

37. Elves reactions to East Asian dragons

Part 1 I Part 2

38. Elves reacting to reborn elves getting therapy in the halls

39. Elves Checking Your Temperature

Part 1 I Part 2

40. Best and Worst Elves to Study With

41. Which elf would best defend you from false accusations?

42. Is Gwindor the only elf to have aged?

43. Age gaps between elves?

44. Elves and the 7 dead sins and heavenly virtues

45. Do Elves fall out of love with each other?

Part 1 I Part 2

46. Why wasn’t Ëarendil there to protect his family?

47. Who would be into a taller S/O?

48. Why is it called a Kinslaying?

Cirdan

1. How would Cirdan react to finally reaching Valinor?

2. Why doesn’t C��rdan have children?

Geography

1. Is Beleriand Middle Earth?

2. Are Middle Earth and Beleriand different places?

[tennessoui]

OOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For the prompts - childhood best friend au bc i’m a sucker for them

- tealbluemagic

ah yikes i had thought and scripted like....two more scenes of them actually growing up (16/20 and 22/26) in my head dialogue and all but suddenly this was 2.3k because once again i was worldbuilding my cares away RIP!! palpatine was supposed to be the evil adviser it was gonna be great sad days.

2. Childhood best friends AU (medieval, fantasy, royalty AU--whichever term conveys the absolute zero amount of fact-checking that I have done)

They meet when Anakin is seven and Obi-Wan eleven.

Anakin’s tutor wants him to write lines. Again. According to the man, his letters do not look kingly enough.

Thank the gods that he set him to work and then left to flirt with the chambermaid. Otherwise, he probably would have had something very mean to say about the lack of kingliness that is required to climb out the window and down the ivy creeping up the castle.

Anakin lands on his feet and looks up in time to see his tutor’s red face in the window. “Prince Anakin!” The man yells, but no one is around to grab at him and he’s a very fast runner, even at the age of seven. He takes off to the gardens, laughing in joy at the freedom of it all.

Through the gardens and at the edge of the grounds are the stables. He’s not allowed to go there yet, because he is so small and the horses so big. It’ll be the last place they’ll check for him.

Anakin bursts through the doors and runs headlong into another boy, knocking him clean off his feet and into a pile of straw.

“Hey!” The boy shouts, shoving Anakin harshly off of him, face turning almost as red as his hair. Anakin blinks stupidly up at him as he rises and puts his hands on hips. “Who do you think you are?”

“I come seeking shelter and refuge as the prince of the kingdom of Tatooine,” Anakin blurts out the phrase he’s been taught to say should he ever find himself in danger in a new land.

Both of the boy’s eyebrows go up, and he looks scared for a second, which Anakin doesn’t understand. He’s much bigger than Anakin is and he’s still standing all angry over him. If anything, Anakin should be the one scared.

“Uh. Okay. Yeah, you can stay,” the boy says, backing away and crossing his arms over his chest defensively. “Just please don’t tell anyone I shoved you, your um highness. I need this job.”

Anakin lifts his hand so the boy can help him up, but the other boy doesn’t do anything but stare at it with a furrowed brow. “You may help me stand,” Anakin prompts him.

“Shouldn’t be touching no prince,” the boy mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets. “People can get killed for less.”

“Well, I want you to help me,” Anakin says, glaring at the boy who’s being very stubborn and silly right now. “I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

The boy looks skeptical, but takes his hand in his.

“What’s your name?” He asks him as he brushes off his fine clothes.

Now the boy just looks reluctant, but he must know better than to disobey a command from his sovereign, even when the sovereign in question is a child, because he crosses his arms over his chest and mumbles out, “Obi-Wan, milord.”

“I’m Anakin,” Anakin says, even though the boy probably knows this. It’s still only polite and his mother has always told him that being polite is one of the best things a prince can be.

“Yeah,” the boy says. Maybe his mother had never given him the same lesson. “I have to get back to work now, milord,” he turns before Anakin dismisses him, which is quite unheard of. Maybe Obi-Wan’s never been to court. Judging by the state of his clothes and the dirt on his face and beneath his nails, Anakin decides that’s probably true.

“What are you doing?” Anakin asks curiously, following behind the boy. It’s just he doesn’t meet a lot of boys his age and sure, this boy seems a bit mean and certainly at least a little uncivilized, but he still let Anakin stay.

“Shoveling horse shit,” Obi-Wan says. “Would you like to help?”

Anakin wrinkles his nose. “What’s up there?” he asks, pointing to a ladder as they pass it.

“That’s where we keep the hay. And it’s where I sleep.”

“You sleep here?”

Obi-Wan doesn’t respond, but his cheeks grow a dull sort of red.

Tactfully, Anakin changes the subject. “What else do you do?”

“Feed the horses, brush them, put them out to pasture, call them in, brush them again,” Obi-Wan lists. “When a nobleman wants to ride, I tack up their steed for them.”

A horse blows out a breath, right near Anakin’s face and he flinches, clinging onto the back of Obi-Wan’s shirt automatically. “And they let you?” he asks, trying to sound like he isn’t frightened.

“They don’t have much choice,” Obi-Wan says, smiling a bit as if something is funny. “Bit of a luxury around here, choice is.”

“What happens if they don’t?” Anakin asks, deciding to not let go of Obi-Wan’s shirt. Any proper gentleman or lady would have offered to let him hold their hand by now, but Obi-Wan is rough around the edges. Anakin finds that he doesn’t mind much.

Obi-Wan casts a look at him from the corner of his eye that Anakin doesn’t know how to interpret. “They get whipped.”

Anakin gasps in shock. “That’s so barbaric!”

The other boy snorts and shakes his head, as if Anakin is just too dumb to understand. “What are you doing here, little Prince?” Obi-Wan asks as he finishes dumping a pail of water into a horse’s bucket. “Why're you running?”

“My tutor was being absolutely awful,” Anakin replies with a pout. Obi-Wan hums, grabbing a shovel from where it’s leaned against a wooden door and carrying it to an empty stall. He follows him, wanting a proper response from the other boy. All that writing had been hurting his hand! The tutor is so unfair and mean and evil, and Anakin deserved to be treated with dignity and respect!

He tells all of this to Obi-Wan as he paces in the tight space of the stall, the other boy occasionally making noises to show he’s listening as he goes about his work.

“I don’t know what sort of problem he has with my letters! I know all of them now! Isn’t that enough?” Anakin asks angrily, crossing his arms. He’s tired and wants to sit down, but it smells poorly here. Maybe he can convince Obi-Wan to go to the ponds with him?

But Obi-Wan pauses, leaning against the handle of his shovel to look at Anakin. “You shouldn’t be complainin’ about getting to learn to read and write,” Obi-Wan says and then hastily tacks on, “milord.”

“But I don’t like it, and I shouldn’t have to do things I don’t like,” Anakin protests.

Obi-Wan smiles in a funny way. “You think I like shoveling shit, do you? But someone has to do it.”

“Are you saying that someone has to read and w--”

Obi-Wan interrupts him loudly. No one’s ever really done that before.

“I’m sayin’ that reading and writing is a...a privilege, milord.” He says the word privilege like he hasn’t ever said it before, like someone had said it around him and he’d memorized the sound and played it back in his head every night.

Anakin pouts, and Obi-Wan must see the look on his face because he softens his voice when he speaks again. “There’re...people who would kill for a teacher and they got none. If I was you, I wouldn’t ever leave my lessons early.”

Anakin crosses his arms. “But you’re not me. And I get to do whatever I want.”

It’s like a wall comes up between them. “That’s a luxury too, milord,” Obi-Wan says, turning away. “Excuse me. I need to work.”

The way he says this makes it clear that he doesn’t want Anakin around him anymore. “Fine!” Anakin snaps, face pulled up into a scowl. He pushes past Obi-Wan as hard as he can, hoping he can make the boy fall again, and leaves the way he’s come.

How dare the little stable boy try to correct Anakin’s behavior, when he’s the one with dirt all over his face!

He storms back to the castle and is in a horrifically terrible mood the entire rest of the night, right up until he goes to bed. Obi-Wan doesn’t know anything about anything, Anakin tries to reassure himself. He should have never met him.

He flips onto his side in bed, scowling even harder when his eyes alight onto the practice papers his tutor had left for him.

In his mind, Obi-Wan’s words repeat even louder. If I was you, I wouldn’t ever leave my lessons early.

Anakin rolls away until he can stare up at the ceiling.

He’d wanted a friend, but Obi-Wan clearly hadn’t wanted Anakin there at all. He wouldn’t have made a good friend at all. Anakin should just forget him.

But he can’t. He wants Obi-Wan to like him, although he can’t understand why or how to proceed.

He flips back to face the room again, too restless for sleep.

Inspiration strikes quite suddenly, making him sit up in his bed.

There’s one thing he could do that would make Obi-Wan like him. But there’s no time to waste.

He hastily dresses in his discarded clothes from yesterday and grabs two of the books on his desk. There’s a leather satchel hanging from his wardrobe that he’s never used before, but it’s the perfect size now. He slings it over his little shoulders and leaves as quietly as he can.

It’s a dangerous but relatively short journey back to the stables. The gardens look much scarier at night, but Anakin is being so brave about it. He’s on a quest. He clutches his satchel to his chest at every jumping shadow, but he makes it to the stable door and then through it.

The ladder he had pointed out earlier is a few steps into the barn, past two stalls. The horses look much scarier now that he’s here alone; their eyes seem to glow in the dark. He scuttles past them and grabs at the first wooden beam. Obi-Wan. He’s doing this for Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan, who is asleep among the hay, just at the top of the ladder. He’s curled up beneath a couple of blankets. He looks angry even in his sleep.

Anakin crawls forward and shakes him awake.

“Wha--” Obi-Wan jerks up.

Anakin clutches his package to his chest and sits cross-legged in front of him. “It’s me!”

“What?” The other boy asks, rubbing at his eyes. Anakin pouts. Has Obi-Wan really forgotten him in such a short period of time? That’s hardly fair, considering the fact that Anakin has not stopped thinking of him at all.

“It’s Anakin,” he says. “I came back.”

“Why?” Obi-Wan asks, squinting at him in the light of the moon that filters through the single window.

Anakin pouts harder. “I brought my stuff,” he says. It had seemed like such a brilliant idea, not even an hour ago, but in the face of Obi-Wan’s incredulity, Anakin only feels stupid. He pulls out the books anyway. “I thought. Well. That maybe I could teach you.”

Obi-Wan sits up all the way at this and bends forward to study the covers, although Anakin is sure he doesn’t understand the letters written on them. .

“Teach me?” Obi-Wan asks.

Anakin huffs. This is going to become quite a tedious conversation if all Obi-Wan does is repeat fragments of what Anakin says. “To read and to write.”

“Why?” he asks, but different than he had asked before.

He doesn’t think because I want you to like me would satisfy Obi-Wan now, and even Anakin knows it’s a rather weak explanation.

“Because...you want to know,” Anakin settles on saying, “and my mother always says that a king should do what he can to satisfy the desires of the kingdom.”

“Oh well,” Obi-Wan scoffs. “If the Queen says so.”

Anakin withdraws, stung at the other boy’s standoffish attitude. “Never mind,” he mumbles, reaching for the satchel to put away the books. “It was stupid.”

Obi-Wan’s hand flashes out to stop him. “No,” he says. “No, I’m sorry. I. Thank you, milord for this. You don’t know what you’re offering.”

“I’m offering you some lessons,” Anakin responds slowly. Maybe Obi-Wan had missed that part?

In the moonlight, Obi-Wan’s smile breaks across his face like a sunrise. “Of course, milord.”

“Call me Anakin,” Anakin demands. He wants a friend, not someone who will bow to his title or shy away from his crown. He wants an equal, a familiar. He wants Obi-Wan to treat him as if they carried the same amount of dirt and grime on their skin.

“Of course, Anakin,” Obi-Wan whispers, like he’s breaking a rule and afraid he’ll get caught. “But….”

“But what?” Anakin asks, scooting closer now that he knows he probably won’t be kicked off the loft to be fed to the horses in the morning.

“Did you bring a light to read by?” Obi-Wan asks, looking around his bare accommodations.

Anakin bites his lip and looks too, but the search is fruitless. “Well,” he says. “No.” The truth is that in the castle there’s always light when he needs light. There are always servants, ready to bustle in and solve his slightest inconvenience. He had never thought of light as a--what had Obi-Wan said earlier? A luxury.

“Oh,” Obi-Wan whispers, tracing the cover of the book with something like longing.

“I’ll come back tomorrow,” Anakin finds himself promising. “I’ll bring a candle or something. I will. Tomorrow night.”

“Really?” The other boy’s voice seems to get caught in his throat because it comes out sounding much weaker and higher than it ever has.

Anakin nods. He would. He’d come back every night for the rest of his life if it meant Obi-Wan would like him, if it meant they could be friends. “I promise,” he says, reaching out with his smallest finger.

Obi-Wan looks at it for a second before linking their fingers together. “Okay, milord,” he says. “I believe you.”

[valiantly-onward]

Elemental Master HCs

The Elemental Masters were established about two thousand years ago, sometime after the defeat of the Overlord and about the time Garmadon and Wu were born

Elemental Masters age slower than regular people. They age normally until their peak (18-22) and remain there until close to the end of their lives, when they start aging normally again. They usually live about two hundred years (I have another post about why this concept works for Garmadon and Wu and for the ninja as well) Edit: Upon doing some research I have found a theory that it’s elemental energy that causes the Masters to age slower - so after they pass it on to their children, they age normally

The Elemental Masters developed their own way of life and tradition. In early days, being an Elemental Master was a huge honor and you were almost like royalty. You had an obligation and a responsibility to have children and pass on the talents

True potential moments were basically coming-of-age moments - super important. Most of the time took place around 14 or 15, which signaled that the children were ready to start their next phase of training. Every Elemental Master has a true potential moment. If they do not, they are not able to continue the next phase of training and be considered a Master

Training usually started around 12 or 13, when the powers started to manifest. Sometimes they manifested earlier, sometimes later. Earliest 8/9, latest 16/17

The art of the Ninja is the oldest in Ninjago. FSM created it (obviously) and most of the first Elemental Masters were trained as Ninja and then spread out and trained their children, who trained their children, and on and on

This trend kinda fell out around the time of the Serpentine Wars - Morro was orphaned (and died), Jay was forcibly given up for adoption, Ray and Maya were kidnapped, the Master of Ice had only enough time to give Zane his power before he died, and Cole’s mom died. We can assume that Cole’s grandfather continued the tradition by training Lilly, who then became a Spinjitzu master in her own right, but she didn’t have the strength or time to continue it herself

Sometime in the last few centuries, the Elemental Masters went their separate ways and stopped training their children as Ninja. Garmadon and Wu had to actively go out and gather all the Masters they could find to fight in the Serpentine Wars. If you watch the flashback episodes, you’ll see they didn’t find all of them

There have been little wars between Elemental Masters throughout Ninjago history

[fairytales-and-folklore]

Get To Know Me Uncomfortably Well

✨ Original Post ✨

I know it's supposed to be an ask game but I love stuff like this so I just answered them all lol

Tagging @elevenstarsofchaos @summertimekiller @nutellarghh @tails89 @ash-mcj if you guys want to do it too

1. What is your middle name?

Chase

2. How old are you?

I grew up with dial-up internet, AIM, tamagotchis, and the spice girls

3. When is your birthday?

July 25

4. What is your zodiac sign?

Cancer/Leo cusp

5. What is your favorite color?

Dark Gray and Minty Blue

6. What’s your lucky number?

11 and 7

7. Do you have any pets?

Sadly no, but once I live in a place that allows pets, I'm gonna have a whole bunny army

8. Where are you from?

US east coast

9. How tall are you?

5'4"

10. What shoe size are you?

7/8

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

How many do I have sitting in a shoe rack in my closet or how many do I have stacked by the front door that I actually wear on a regular basis?

12. What was your last dream about?

Last night I dreamt that I was competing on a baking show with my pack and we were all covered in flour trying to figure out how to make sourdough bread lol

13. What talents do you have?

Writing, sewing, knitting, papercrafts, and for some reason, memorizing really random weird fandom-related tongue-twisters like raxacoricofallapatorious

14. Are you psychic in any way?

I like to think I have intuitive moments

15. Favorite song?

It changes daily, but right now it's Willow (Dancing Witch Remix) by Taylor Swift

16. Favorite movie?

It used to be a cross between Tangled, Half-Blood Prince, and The Avengers, but it's been a while and I'm not sure what I'd choose now

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

@elevenstarsofchaos ♥️

18. Do you want children?

Just bunnies 🐰

19. Do you want a church wedding?

I want an outdoor wedding — beach or garden

20. Are you religious?

I think I'd fall under agnostic

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yes

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

I got a couple of parking tickets lol

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Apparently I just missed meeting Brendon Urie by a couple of minutes when my partner dropped me off at the airport one time

24. Baths or showers?

Showers, but baths are nice too

25. What color socks are you wearing?

It's July, too hot for socks

26. Have you ever been famous?

If you count seeing your own fic reblogged on your dash

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Nah, too much pressure. I like my peace and quiet.

28. What type of music do you like?

A little bit of everything, except for country, rap, and metal

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

Yup

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

I alternate between a memory foam pillow and a buckwheat pillow, both super comfy

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

Side or stomach, usually

32. How big is your house?

It's cozy

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

Poached egg on toast and a honeycrisp apple

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

Nope

35. Have you ever tried archery?

I haven't, but I bet that'd be fun

36. Favorite clean word?

Wisteria

37. Favorite swear word?

Fuck

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Two days

39. Do you have any scars?

A few little ones, mostly from hiking or crafting

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

Well if it's a secret, how would I know?

41. Are you a good liar?

Lying makes me uncomfy

42. Are you a good judge of character?

I'd like to think so

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

I think I'm decent at a Scottish accent?

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I don't think so

45. What is your favorite accent?

Scottish, Irish, English, and Australian

46. What is your personality type?

INFJ

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

Probably my boots

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Yes

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

Innie

50. Left or right handed?

Right

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Oh yes

52. Favorite food?

Hibachi, pho, and thanksgiving style turkey and mashed potatoes

53. Favorite foreign food?

Pho

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

Clean, mess makes me anxious

55. Most used phrased?

56. Most used word?

I'm just gonna take and apply what my lovely friend Hayley said when I asked my pack what my most used phrase and word are lol

Me: What are my words? I have no words. I am wordless. Adrift in the sea without word or wood.

Hayley: Maybe you just have so many words. Every sentence you craft is unique. A gift to be treasured.

Me: Oh 🥺♥️

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

If I'm showered and dressed? Two minutes. If I'm in the middle of a project? I'll *say* two minutes but it'll actually be more like an hour.

58. Do you have much of an ego?

I would, but the self-esteem issues keep getting in the way lol

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

Suck until it's soft enough to bite

Welp, that sounds interesting out of context

60. Do you talk to yourself?

I give myself pep talks when I'm feeling anxious

61. Do you sing to yourself?

I sing while I work on projects sometimes

62. Are you a good singer?

I like to think so, I've been told I am

63. Biggest Fear?

That health issues will get in the way of me living a good life

64. Are you a gossip?

Nah

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

Moulin Rouge

66. Do you like long or short hair?

For me personally? Long

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

Yup, the song was drilled into me in middle school chorus lol

68. Favorite school subject?

Art and English

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Introvert, but I like being social with the right people

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

No, but I'd like to

71. What makes you nervous?

Feeling out of control health/body wise, people with bad intentions

72. Are you scared of the dark?

More scared of what might be lurking in the dark, especially dark waters

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

Only if they'll cause harm

74. Are you ticklish?

Yes, I'll flail and kick

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

No

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

I was line leader in kindergarten

77. Have you ever drank underage?

Yeah lol

78. Have you ever done drugs?

If weed counts

79. Who was your first real crush?

Ewan McGregor lol

80. How many piercings do you have?

Technically five, all ears, but most of them have closed up by now

81. Can you roll your Rs?

Oui

82. How fast can you type?

Moderate

83. How fast can you run?

I'd like to get better at running in general, let alone fast

84. What color is your hair?

Honey blonde

85. What color is your eyes?

Blue

86. What are you allergic to?

Most fragrances, cigarette smoke, peanuts

87. Do you keep a journal?

I do

88. What do your parents do?

Like for fun or for work?

89. Do you like your age?

It's fine

90. What makes you angry?

People who are insensitive, argumentative, and controlling

91. Do you like your own name?

Yeah

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

No, but I have a list of character names I like

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?

I don't want kids, but if I had to choose, I guess I'd want a girl

94. What are you strengths?

I'm creative, I'm resilient, and I can make people laugh

95. What are your weaknesses?

Anxiety and fear of pain

96. How did you get your name?

I was born and my parents named me lol

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

I don't know, I've never done an ancestry test

98. Do you have any scars?

I feel like I already answered this lol

99. Color of your bedspread?

Charcoal gray comforter and blue and gray stars on white sheets

100. Color of your room?

White, but if I had a choice, I think I'd paint it light minty blue or light purple, with a matching darker accent wall

[scotianostra]

Scottish golfer and course designer Willie Park Jr was born on February 4th 1864 in Mussleburgh, East Lothian.

Born into a golfing royalty, Willie Park Jr was the son of 4-time Open Champion Willie Park Sr. His uncle, Mungo Park Sr. was also an Open champion. In time, Willie Park Jr would win the Open twice. Willie's acquired skillset also included caddying, manufacturing balls and clubs and keeping the green.

Willie Park Jr caddied and played golf professionally, in stakes matches and tournaments, from his mid-teens. He developed his golf skills and played in his first Open Championship in 1880, at age 16, at which time he was already one of Scotland's best players. He worked in the family golf equipment business. At the time, it was very difficult, if not impossible, for a golfer to make a living from prize money alone. Park often played challenge matches. He took over the family ball and club making business, establishing an export business just when golf was beginning to spread internationally. He patented several golf club designs.

At just 22 in 1886, Willie Park Jr undertook his first golf course design project, Innerleithen Golf Club, where my late uncle used to live, and play.

  Park had a knack for holing putts at the right time in his playing career, and famously said, “A man who can putt is a match for anyone.” in 1887 at 23 he won his first Open at Prestwick in almost incessant rain and a cross wind he beat fellow Scot, Bob Martin by a single stroke, at 161, in those days they only played two rounds, his prizemoney was £8, and e of course got to keep the famous Claret Jug for 12 months. Two years later he won the 1889 Open Championship at his home, Musselburgh, after a tie with Andrew Kikaldy he won the Jug again pocketing another £8.  Park's win marked the end of Scottish dominance at the Open Championship. His victory was the 29th consecutive victory for Scottish golfers. Other than his two wins he also had ten top ten finishes, but it was his golf course designing that he was to further shine.

Clubs he designed or reworked include  aforementioned Innerleithen, Baberton Golf Club, Edinburgh, Bruntsfield Links golfing Society Course, that's near Barnton ( not to be confused with the original links in between Tollcross and Morningside) and Duddingston Golf Club, in the shadow of Arthur's Seat. He designed many course4s in Ireland and England, perhaps the most famous is Sunningdale Old Course which has hosted many prestigious events. From there he moved over to the Americas designed many courses in both Canada and the USA.

  Park's The Game of Golf IN 1896 was the first book about golf written by a professional golfer. It was well received, and has proven continuously popular since, being available in a modern, unabridged edition to this day. His second book The Art of Putting, was published in 1920.

It is said that Park worked himself to death at the relatively young age of 61 in 1925. He had been brought home to Scotland by family in his last months and was laid to rest at Inveresk Churchyard in his home town of Musselburgh. Park's daughter was runner-up in the 1937 British Ladies Amateur championship at Turnberry.

  From what I can gather he designed, remodelled and added to over 70 courses, you can find them all here https://www.top100golfcourses.com/architect/willie-park-junior?page=1

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If you think about the situation involving Joey and Lydia and ask yourself where Joey learned that behavior you have to remember that 80 approached Billie first when he was a teenager (of age I believe) and she was a mature college woman. She seduces him over the phone by taking about her human sexuality class. He said it was a big deal to hear that stuff. It almost feels like she groomed him. She kind of controls him and acts like a mother to him if you think about it ***this is just IMO***

Hmmmmmm, you’re entitled to your opinion!

IDK, I think there’s a big difference between 18/21 (Billie & Adie) & 16/22 (Lydia & Joey). 

I also think it’s about life experience? Billie had been living on his own & touring across the country and living a pretty wild and free life before he met Adie, who had only been living in her home state. I also think he was pretty smitten with her and he pursued her, rather than her going after him. Like, when he met her, she had a boyfriend. 

Re: controlling....I think he kinda needs it, too! I think he appreciates someone reining him in. I mean, at one point he just fucked off to NYC for a bit and abandoned Adie, Joey, and Jakob without telling anyone. When you’re a husband and father........you can’t do that. 

In the Joey and Lydia situation, Joey had sooooo much more power over Lydia in almost every aspect. Age, Life experience, connections, being the opening band, etc. 

Also, not to mention.....Billie being his DAD. He is (was?) punk rock royalty. When she posted about her abuse, she risked upsetting everyone who likes Green Day, tbh. It was brave of her. 

I personally DO think Adie & Billie are partially responsible for Joey’s behavior, but not in a malicious way. I think they both never disciplined him because they loved him too much. I think they probably gave him whatever his spoiled little heart desired and he never learned the meaning of the word, “no”. I think over time he became and entitled asshole who thought he deserved the world. 

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          BIG ASS CHARACTER SHEET FOR                    FANTASY VERSE WYLAN

I found an image while going through my files for cursed pics to send @spiritmaiden​, they had the audacity to take it and fill it out for the fantasy verse of their sky-zel, so I of course have to match the effort for Wylan because I’m not about to be shown up. It’s hella involved, nobody’s getting tagged but damn if you want an exercise in hitting your character then give it a shot. Most is under the cut because of length.

Character’s Name: Zachary Reis (Born) Wylan Rechtur (Used) Character’s nicknames: Ze (by his sister) Wy (by his friends and preferred) Zephyr (mercenary name, also what you’d see on any wanted posters) Gender: Male Righty or Lefty: Righty Age: 25-26  Height: 6′-0″  Weight: ~180 lbs Eye Color: Emerald green, bright and wide filled with a mix of confidence and playfulness. Hair color: Dark brown, messy and falling to his ears. Unkempt may be a good descriptor, but he generally keeps it down flatter at the least.  Distinguishing marks: His body is pocked with marks and scars from fights and other disagreements, but the ones most easily discerned are knife scars on his hands, and a short arc above his left brow. Describe physical traits in one passage: A good way to view him is concealed strength and agility. He’s toned and in good shape but doesn’t often dress or carry himself in ways that would flaunt this. His posture and pose are loose, and his expressions can be lazy and playful. So the moment he flips that switch and uses the full brunt of his power? It’s a surprise. He’s also a bit on the lanky side, his body size doesn’t fully compliment the size of his limbs. 

FAMILY/ RELIGION

Parents: Mother and father were disappeared/dead when he was just a bit over 6 years old and his sister was an infant. They were involved with the church but not royalty themselves. Wylan never spent much time figuring out what. They had a life left for him and his sister that he threw away as well. His father was a gentle soul while his mother was razor sharp and firm. Siblings: Younger sister, Katelynn Reis, but goes by Lyn with her friends. Wylan calls her Kat. She’s ~5 years younger than he, and remains with the church training and working as a healer. Whereas Wylan ran away from being a Paladin, she stayed strong to become a Cleric.  Significant Other: Verse dependent, Wylan typically is averse to romance and prefers casual encounters.  Children: None, nor is he open to them initially in his canon.  Other relatives: None remain living that he is aware of. He and his sister were raised by his grandmother on his father’s side, but she passed away shortly after he left the knight’s academy, when Wylan was roughly 16-17.  Pets: None. But he does enjoy talking to cats. Friends: Wylan is the type who ‘knows a guy’, he’s close with many tavernkeeps and makes nice with the adventurer’s guilds and their members as well. His work as an informant necessitates things like this. Wylan is also the type to consider most anyone he encounters and converses with a friend, whether they like it or not. His best friend though would easily be a wandering adherent by the name of Emke. I don’t care what the thread is about in some way she’s involved in his life. They’re platonic soulmates. Enemies: As a mercenary and hunter, some others in his craft would consider Wylan to be their rival, and in many cases he would view them just the same. It’s hard to say he has any enemies outside of pointedly evil factions however! Relationships (other): His relationship with his sister is an odd one. They’re still in touch via letters and the occasional visit, and he does what he can to support her with his money, but they’re not close like conventional siblings. There’s a strange codependence between them. Wylan depends on Lyn as a ‘rock’, and she depends on him as the ‘sea’. Ethnicity: Human! His origins are mostly a mix of Germanic/Portuguese if you wanted a comparison to Earth races/ethnicities. Religion: He recognizes the existence of higher powers but his relationship with them isn’t the best. As if being rebellious to his parents wasn’t bad enough he has to be tsundere towards The Light. This is noted when he uses holy magic such as wards and smiting spells and getting rebound into his own body upon use. Superstitions: He’s incredibly wary around the undead and spirits. So catch him spreading salt when he has to camp somewhere less than lively. Also give him a moment to sharpen his silver weaponry...  Diction, Accent, ETC.: His dialect is pretty clean, though this depends on who he’s speaking to, being the travelling sort he is he’s capable of lightly ‘faking’ various accents, or just being lazy with his own manner of speech. Traces back to proper speaking that was drilled into him as a child and then his own rebelliousness. SCHOOL/ WORK / HOME Education (Highest): He was well learned with the academy work that he actually accomplished. While he never finished and never put his all into his studies, it was clear to his teachers that he had a gift for learning but a problem with conviction.  Degrees: None! But just so I still have something here, one of his informal titles is ‘The Gale’s Fang’. Vocation/Occupation: Jack of several trades, wrapped up best as a mercenary informant, and a monster hunter. He’s good at tracking both people and monsters and taking them down- lethally or not so much. Employment History: Wylan was fully involved with the knight’s academy from the age of 6 to 16, so for those 10 years he had his hands full dealing with that and trying to figure out himself (poorly). Upon leaving the academy after the accident, he took up arms and was given tutelage by the thieves’ guild which taught him how to use his senses and move quietly through the shadows. Wylan didn’t make a good pickpocket, but he was good at reading other people and exceptional at duels. It wasn’t long before he took the advice of the guildmaster and made better uses of his talents. Not necessarily for good, but for more profit. By the age of 22 he was an accomplished and well connected informant, bartering information as well as putting his swordwork to use headhunting and slaying monsters that made issue outside the cities in which he frequented. This continues to current/canon start of interactions. Salary: He’s affluent enough not to worry too much about his state of living, but he can be prone to splurge spending that puts him in a bind for a few weeks at a time, at least until the next job puts money back on the table. Status and money: Continuing off the above, he’s decent enough with his funds (after sending money back to help out his sister) but wouldn’t be well off enough to be considered rich compared to his modern verse. Fortunately he has enough renown that jobs aren’t too hard to come by for him. And many barkeeps and friends are willing to open a tab for him. So he’s not too desperate.  Own or Rent: Wylan typically rents inn rooms when he stays in the cities, and camps when he’s out in the woods. Technically he also owns if you count helping his sister keep her own place running (thought it’s really about 30-70, with his sister funding most of it)  Living Space: Wylan never stays long at the room. It’s a place to go back to and sleep. Personal belongings? Very few. Most things he owns that he wouldn’t want to lose stay back with his sister kept in a basement or separate room that he uses on the rare times he’s back in the capital/holy city from which he originally hailed. As you can imagine, this isn’t very often.  Work Space: N/A! He doesn’t have one! Given his work is almost entirely in the field. Main Mode of Transportation: CATCH A RIIIIIDE. Though he’s apt to have a horse around for transport if he isn’t going too far. Long voyages for when he changes locales would probably be hitching a ride with a caravan. He also doesn’t mind voyages on foot too much. PSYCHOLOGY Fears: Externally he has an aversion to ghosts and spirits. The concept of the dead coming back to haunt you isn’t something he much cares for. Having access to light magic should mostly assuage this, and yet it can give him goosebumps anyhow. Ironically he has a fear of large mammals in his modern verse but that shit doesn’t apply here given he’s a monster hunter! Internally he fears being forgotten, not making a name for himself, and dying before he can truly feel alive.  Secrets: His birth name, Zachary Reis, isn’t something he will bring up with anyone. It’s not necessarily a ‘dead name’ for him, but it’s one he threw away the same time he decided he was going to toss away his ‘fate’ as a paladin. Taking the name of Wylan was another way he took his life for himself in his mind. Despite this being a path of self destruction. His sister is also something he doesn’t often bring up unless he very much trusts that person.  IQ: Surprisingly high. He picks up a lot of information doing the work he does, but you wouldn’t be blamed for not believing this. Eating Habits: They could be a lot better. He eats enough to get by, but his diet isn’t as varied as it could be. Wylan hunts small game when he can, but he isn’t an exciting cook so ALAS. This boy prefers hitting up taverns and getting basic meals like stews, jerky, sandwiches, etc etc. Sleeping Habits: Wylan is a very light sleeper. Typically if you so much as step into the room he’s sleeping in he’ll snap into awareness. It takes a loooong day of exertion to keep him sleeping deep otherwise. Frustrating is how he ‘fakes’ being asleep. So someone could come in and start rummaging and he would still breathe and move as if he were still sleeping. Up until he sits up and stares or cracks a joke. Dare you to kiss him when you think he’s asleep.   Book Preferences: History tomes every now and then. Wylan doesn’t read much fiction and prefers any time he spends reading to be somewhat productive! Make up for other education he missed as part a result of running on the academy. He also reads up on magic and sorcery to work on the wind affinity he also has.  Music Preferences: Wylan doesn’t play any instruments but he DOES love love love to dance and sing. He’s an entertainer at heart and loves to rally people however he may. Suffice to say he’s amusing to go drinking with. And not just because he starts bar fights to amuse himself. Groups or Alone: He’s primarily a lone fighter. Some hunts he will of course work with a team of other hunters, he’s not stupid enough to take on the larger beasts by himself, but there’s a preference for doing things on his own terms. He’s self aware enough to know that his ways and methods can be grating, but ah... how all of that clashes with his desire to show off and have an audience. Being Wylan is suffering. Leader or Follower: He’s both, but prefers to be a follower if he can help it. Let other people make the plans then nudge them this way and that to better fit your own methods. He’s a prankster and a good compliment to most parties after all, so you’d be wise to utilize him! Lest he utilize himself... but that said, he’s an anti-hero, so there’s possibility in there for him to be a leader as well and take charge. It just isn’t his default nature and he’d rather not. Planned Out or Spontaneous: Wylan is chaos incarnate. Most everything he does outside of necessity/work is spontaneous. All his mischief and plans are cobbled together and thrown out there. Sometimes he’ll do a bunch of things at once, like throwing a bundle of darts at the wall to see which ones stick. And oh my fucking god don’t get me started on being romantic he can’t plan for shit in that department. Journal Entries (Do they keep one?) Nope. Not a daily journal at least. He’ll keep notebooks and the like for jotting down intel and what have you for jobs he takes up. But most of the time he’ll just have little notes in his pocket, and not really chronicle his life. He may also make ‘fake’ entries to tease people or trick them. See what he did to Zelda the one time. Be careful what you believe... Hobbies, Recreation: Tricks!! Sleight of hand!! Cards and dice!! Part of growing up and learning with a thieves’ guild is getting involved in lots of things that make use of your hands and dexterity. He likes playing random games with folks and oh! People watching. Stalking. Not the cutest thing but Wylan makes a hobby out of ‘testing himself’ and exercising his talents. His hobby is unfortunately annoying people, to summarize. How Do They Relax: His hobbies help him to relax! Also, if you can believe it, sitting back in a group conversation and watching the conversation happen and move forward. Learning about other people is something he likes doing, which is hypocritical since he can make himself so difficult to learn by contrast. BUT THE REAL THING HE DOES.. is practice sword fighting. Slow rhythmic swings of his blade, almost like a dance. He focuses his thoughts and calms his soul when he practices. It’s like a mix of swordfighting, dancing, and yoga. Controlling himself. Feeling himself. It’s multiple things.    What Excites Them?: PEOPLE. Things! Happenings! The unknown and pushing himself to new limits. Honestly one of Wy’s biggest drives is doing something or becoming something that will make him ‘Feel Alive’. Because for all of his antics and frivolity he’s very much fighting an encroaching darkness in his soul. So he’ll search out bizarre things to get involved in. It’s one of the reasons he’s bugging Zelda, because her involvement in witchcraft and his own suspicions have him interested huehue. Pet Peeves: Being ignored. Like perfectly disregarding his existence and whatever he’s getting up to. If you’re not reacting to him being him then that means he’s not being effective and he’s losing. It’s his only real weakness...  Prejudices: None. He’s not the most respectful person so most everyone, royalty or important or otherwise gets subjected to similar treatment. If anything, the more important you are the more likely you are to get annoyed! Attitudes: He’s usually with a front, a mask if you will. His general attitude is curious and nosy, but that’s fronted with a playfulness and proclivity for being annoying. Don’t be fooled, he’s usually something more pensive and calculating underneath that exterior. Wylan actually quiets a fair bit once that mask is taken away, his mood swings down and his tone is a touch deeper. Stressors: Things going awry and his friends being put in danger. He absolutely does not do well with people he cares about being hurt. One of the worst things that can happen to him is his sister dying for example, and has lead to one of his most self destructive plots I’ve written, in this verse especially. Lovers? Don’t hurt them. Don’t endanger them. The idea of rivals or enemies going after people he cares about.. hoo. MAN. None of that please. He can be SO damn possessive. In relationships he’s very self conscious as well of fulfilling their needs. So if his partner remarks, regardless of how offhandedly, they’d like more of something he will TRY TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN.  Obsessions: Being an absolute pain in the ass. And in cases where someone has wronged him or someone close to him? Tracking them down and getting closure/revenge. That shit takes him to the brink of killing himself. Addictions: None to the point of being problematic, but he does love eating pickles.  Ambitions: To make a name for himself, to be renowned and respected. To feel alive and accomplished as a person. He’d also like to take down a dragon someday. Get some armor from its scales and a sword out of that shit. As Seen by Others: Capable and dangerous, but impossible to work with for long periods. Keep a tight lip around him lest he use that information against you and learn things you’d rather keep secret. A lecherous womanizer. As Seen by Self: A body of broken glass, encased in a shell, covered in masks. Who are you? What are you? Where are you even going? You’re lost. You’re aimless. You’re swimming and swimming and eventually you’re going to be tired, aren’t you? ASTROLOGY/PHISIOLOGY Birth Date: October 10. Time of Birth: Evening. Western Astrological Sign: Libra Traits Associated with Western Sign: Social, Clever, Unreliable, Diplomatic Traits Associated with Chinese Zodiac: N/A, seeing as I don’t age Wylan with the years this doesn’t really apply. Handwriting: Clean when he needs it to be, but otherwise a quick script with lots of pen strikes. He’s capable with drawing diagrams and the like as well! This boy can throw out monster diagrams with weak points and other ecological notes oh yes yes. Sexual History: Wylan was already exploring that sort of thing before he left the academy, so yes... as early as 16 he’d already lost the v-card. He doesn’t really do relationships and enjoys casual encounters. Many a maiden at the bar or elsewhere has taken him for a spin. Typically partners aren’t reoccurring in fantasy verse, however. He’s... well, very good in the performance category.   General Health: A+ healthy aside from the sleep and subpar diet bits. Strong and good stamina. Medical History: He’s nearly died one times too many. Been stabbed, cut, poisoned, bitten, but hey he’s still alive! And that’s what he’d argue matters with this business. Allergies: SHELLFISH. Chronic Illnesses: None to speak of. Handicaps: He’s somewhat of a type B tsundere. It’s awful.  OBJECTS Purse / Bag: He’s got a coin purse that he’ll carry spare gold around in for spending on what have you. Supposedly food but he’s weak to splurge purchases. Most everything else he keeps on him in his pockets and his belt. Wallet: Uhhh see above, coin purse!!! He’s got enough for the week or so!! Don’t try and pickpocket him because he will catch you and you will feel stupid. Fridge: He doesn’t keep food around. He more or less has to scavenge for everything he eats either through buying or hunting. That’s kind of the life for the vagrant he is, isn’t it? Medicine Cabinet: N/A, but he does keep bandages and salves at his room.  Glove Compartment: N/A!! Junk Drawer: NNNNNN/AAAAAAA Kitchen Cabinets: Wylan get a house so I can fill this out challenge. Bedroom Hiding Place: Behind a wall panel or somesuch if he can manage. Otherwise in the floor or outside the window. Closets: His wardrobe typically includes tunics, coats, leather armor and harnesses for his weaponry! He’s got a couple swords in fantasy verse, and he’s got throwing knives and a grappling hook!!  Backback: Yeah uh see above, what a question. Locker: None Desk: WYLAN KEEP ITEMS AROUND CHALLEEEEENGE.  Clothes pocket: Daggers, notes, maybe a writing implement and paper so he can jot things down. He’s also got little knick knacks like a gem or a monster tooth to show off. Isn’t it cool??? Also lint.

OTHER Halloween Costumes: Werewolf!!! Get him in either just a lazy one with gloves and ears or deck him out in the whole garb. Love that idea on him. In one verse Big Bad Wolf is his nickname, and in another he flat out IS a werewolf! So yeAH. Tricks: He’s very skilled at sleight of hand!! Card flourishes and dice rolls. Cup games. Illusions and dexterity... he’s a slippery one! He’s also likely to catch you in words, using things you say against you. He gets really meta and oh how annoying that can get... Talents: SWORDPLAY- He learned from a very early age at an esteemed academy where only the best knights get trained. He mixes that style with a more ‘street’ type that he picked up with the thieves’ guild and even further as a monster hunter and mercenary. Suffice to say that all mixes together into multiple stances he can switch between depending on what he’s up against. Strong sweeping strikes, vicious stabbing and leaping, poised dueling and parrying... he’s a TOUGH fight. MAGIC: Wylan is at odds with his use of holy magic that utilizes the light to bless and heal. Until he comes to terms with himself and the power he wants to channel it’ll have ‘blowbacks’ on himself. Fingers will burn, head will ache, and his stomach will flip. But it’s still undeniably effective for where it is! Aside from that he knows some wind magic to supplement himself. He’s not known as ‘Zephyr’ for nothing after all! Gusting steps, slashing winds, REALLY BIG JUMPS!!! If you throw him he’s a fantastic projectile! And lets see- DANCING! He learned it first as part of his etiquette as a knight, but it’s something that’s evolved with him and oh does he enjoy festivals for that reason. Ballroom styles are what he’s most familiar with. Dance with him. Please dance with him. Politics: Indifferent! Doesn’t care for authority figures to begin with so in any case or kingdom with a monarchy he’s very buh about it. He’s very self-accomplished and his beliefs would push him towards meritocracy over anythign else if you ask me!  Flaws: Suspicious, possessive, and very persistent. This could be a strength too but for the most part can be seen as a detriment because of how it ends up being applied. Which is in self-destructive tendencies WOO. He’s also very lustful, and can be distracted by a fine woman and let himself be swayed by his desires over time. Have I mentioned he isn’t the most reliable? He’s apt to lie to people and give intentionally wrong impressions just to make it easier for him to slip away. You gotta go up a few levels to unlock that... So yeah, sins are WRATH, LUST, and ENVY. Strengths: NONE. Okay if you earn a solid place as his friend there is almost NO limit to what he’ll do to protect you. Wylan has a ridiculous amount of determination and mental fortitude and he can and will strike down a GOD to keep those things that are precious to him. He’s also an amusing character to have around, if you are feeling bummed he is almost guaranteed to find a way to cheer you up and support you if only so he can not feel as guilty teasing as he usually does HUE. He’s got a very up beat personality! Sure, a lot of it is a mask but he WANTS it to be real and that’s what really matters if you ask me. His reckless optimism can be endearing. There’s a lot of other surprising mental qualities such as how clever and quick witted he can be. Part of that mental fortitude lets him think and fight on his feet regardless of how much pressure he’s under. It takes a LOT to dampen his thought processes. Drugs/Alcohol: He drinks frequently, but he wouldn’t be counted as a drunkard. Wylan rarely drinks to excess, and prefers to do so among friends and good company. Passwords: Uh, do ritual prayers count? Magical spells? Heh. Email Address, Home Page, Blogs, etc.: Oh if only this were for modern verse... Time and place: Medieval fantasy! Magic and creatures! I also love throwing Monster Hunter vibes in for the big monsters he goes up against. Special Places: For him? Cliffs overlooking the ocean. Abandoned temples he can just chill at. For all he enjoys being around people now and then he really appreciates quiet isolation. Special Memories: Lots of memories with his sister before they more or less split ways. There’s one in particular where he was trying to teach her swordplay when she was just a little girl, and she about stubbed his toe when the wooden practice sword fell right on it. Her panicked attempts to try and heal him were something that really stuck with him.

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Taylor Swift is the millennial Bruce Springsteen.

If there were any doubts about this, they should have been dispelled by her latest release: the haunting Folklore, which filters the exact kinds of story-songs Springsteen excels at through Swift’s modern, orchestral-pop aesthetic. The album has been one of the best-received of her career, but then, the response to essentially everything she’s produced since her 2010 album Speak Now has involved critics grudgingly being dragged toward having respect for her skills.

The overlaps between millennial Swift (30 and born in 1989) and baby boomer Springsteen (70 and born in 1949) — both of whom are among the best songwriters alive right now — are considerable beyond their songwriting prowess. But comparisons, by necessity, must start there.

Both musicians love songs about a kind of white Americana that’s never really existed but that the central characters of which feel compelled to chase anyway. They use those songs to tell stories about those people and the places they live. They’re terrifically good at wordplay. Both are fascinated by the ways that adolescence and memories of adolescence continue to have incredible power for adults. Both are amazing at crafting bridges that take already good songs to another level. And both write songs featuring fictional people whose lives are sketched in via tiny, intimate details that stand in for their whole selves.

For example: The opening lines to Springsteen’s “Thunder Road” (“The screen door slams / Mary’s dress waves / Like a vision she dances across the porch / as the radio plays”) tell you everything about that woman and the man observing her.

Similarly, the opening lines of Swift’s “All Too Well” (“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold / but something ‘bout it felt like home somehow and I / left my scarf there at your sister’s house / and you still got it in your drawer even now”) tell you everything about this doomed relationship and the nostalgia both people involved in it still feel, compressed into a tiny little stanza.

Springsteen released “Thunder Road” when he was 25; Swift released “All Too Well” when she was 22. Both songs continue to stand as touchstones for who the artists were at that point in their lives.

But leave this comparison aside for a moment. What’s most interesting about drawing this connection are the ways in which the overlap between Springsteen and Swift’s styles can tell us about how our culture treats art made by men versus art made by women — and art made by baby boomers versus art made by millennials.

Springsteen and Swift each entered the music industry as young wunderkinds with lots to prove. Springsteen’s first album — the loose and rambling Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. — was released when he was just 23. He had been playing in bands all around New Jersey for most of his teens, and signed a record deal with Columbia Records at 22.

He was expected to become an acoustic folk singer in the vein of Bob Dylan, at a time when the music industry was uniquely preoccupied with finding the “next” Bob Dylan. Springsteen quickly flaunted those expectations, assembling a group of musicians who would go on to be known as the E Street Band, in the name of creating a sound that captured a massive, orchestral blast of rock. Springsteen would finally perfect this sound on his third album, 1975’s Born to Run, and he’s been a global superstar ever since, even decades after reaching his pinnacle with 1984’s Born in the USA.

Swift’s rise was slightly more meteoric. She released her debut album, Taylor Swift, when she was just 16, and it featured songs that she had written as a freshman in high school. Swift broke into the industry via country music, and her country-ish second album, 2008’s Fearless, won her the Grammy for Album of the Year.

Just as Springsteen shirked folk in the name of rock, Swift’s sound quickly shifted away from the girl-with-a-guitar country archetype and more toward pop. By her fourth album, 2012’s Red, she had largely left country music behind.

(A fun game: If you line up Swift and Springsteen’s album releases roughly by how old they were when they recorded them, you’ll find surprisingly similar career trajectories. For instance, Born to Run and Swift’s 2014 album 1989 were released when their respective artists were 25. Both broke the artists through to even wider acclaim than they had before.)

Yet the two artists’ backgrounds are quite different, which may explain the different ways in which they’ve understood American political divides. Springsteen grew up in a blue-collar family in New Jersey, while Swift is the daughter of a former Merrill Lynch stockbroker who could afford to move the entire family to Nashville, Tennessee, when his daughter showed a talent for songwriting.

Springsteen’s songs have always reflected growing up in a world where poverty is just a lost paycheck away, even as he’s become incredibly rich. Swift has no such perspective. Her songs take place largely in a wistful world where money is rarely an object. And the artists came of age in very different political climates, too.

But the political divide has narrowed in recent years. Swift has taken a recent turn toward more political topics — particularly social justice issues involving the mistreatment of women and LGBTQ rights. That turn stems from her struggles to differentiate herself as an artist in an industry that routinely turns young, beautiful women into disposable products, wringing out of them a few years of hit singles and then tossing them aside. Her embrace of the ways her growing sense of (extremely white) feminism helped her attain more artistic control over her image has slowly but surely led to a greater understanding of the yawning disparities inherent to the US. She is more tapped into the ways that power is unequally distributed throughout American society and increasingly speaks out to that effect. (She’s still pretty lousy at confronting class issues, though.)

But even with all of their similarities as songwriters and increasing similarities as explicitly political artists — and even with all of the awards they have won and records they have sold — there’s still a knee-jerk insistence that Swift is either too self-obsessed or too much a creation of the music industry, while Springsteen went from being rock’s heir apparent to an elder statesman with only a few bumps along the way. And the reasons for that disparity go well beyond any artistic differences or similarities they might possess.

The most obvious difference between the reception of Springsteen and Swift is also the most obvious difference between the two of them as people: He is a man, and she is a woman.

Swift didn’t exactly discourage listeners from constantly parsing her lyrics to figure out which of her famous exes she was singing about early in her career; she even hid hints in her liner notes to help fans decode her clues. But the degree to which she was written off, for years, as a fundamentally unserious and self-involved artist reflects the ways in which domestic and romantic concerns are written off as unimportant when women talk about them.

By comparison, Springsteen has so many songs about teenage boys crushing on teenage girls, but few people try to figure out who he’s talking about when he mentions the almost mythical “Mary” in songs throughout his career. Perhaps it’s because he wasn’t dating famous people as a teenager, and perhaps because it’s sadly still too common to think a man singing about an adolescent crush has more artistic merit than a woman doing the same thing.

Even in the wake of Folklore’s release, many corners of the music-discussing internet insist upon talking about the album more in terms of Swift’s male collaborators — namely Aaron Dessner of The National and Justin Vernon (a.k.a. Bon Iver), both indie-rock royalty — than in terms of her own talents, even when, say, Dessner does a whole interview with Pitchfork talking extensively about Swift’s preternatural songwriting talents. The idea that Taylor Swift has somehow been “created” by someone is one that seems to persist, regardless of how much control she has over her own image.

But the ways in which people doubt Swift’s talent, or her control over her image, reflect larger questions about how baby boomers remade pop culture in their image versus how millennials continue to do.

Baby boomers were born into the era of radio’s dominance over American airwaves, and television entered their lives during their childhoods. The presence of these mass media influenced how much pop culture boomers could be exposed to, pushing into hyperdrive the artistic loop of influence becoming creation. American popular art exploded and proliferated as a result.

Whether that explosion led to the rise of rock and pop music or the invention of the cinematic blockbuster, baby boomers took the popular forms their parents adored and accelerated them toward something more raucous and purely entertaining.

The dominant new medium of millennials’ lives was the internet, which arrived when we were still very young. And a major element of internet culture is remix culture. From the earliest days of the “information superhighway,” jokes that mashed up disparate elements of pop culture — now we’d call them memes — were incredibly common, because the central idea of the internet has always been many people iterating on an idea rather than one person releasing that idea into the world.

Inherent to this kind of remixing is the idea of transforming something, often something disreputable, into something else. Thus, many of the greatest millennial artists work in forms that have previously been written off as unworthy — like, say, pop music — because the gatekeepers in those areas weren’t as likely to be aging baby boomers whose taste was ossifying. (This progression is not all that dissimilar from what the boomers did to the popular culture they were born into.)

Millennial artists grew up amid the splintering of the monoculture and, therefore, feel less of an obligation toward it than older generations might. When all you’ve known are niches, it’s better to try to find a niche that appeals to you and explore it as much as possible, then hope enough people come along for the ride.

Swift’s eagerness to collaborate with other artists who really excite her isn’t a uniquely millennial trait: Artists have been doing this since artists have existed. That she is only too happy to spread that credit around (even as her increasingly well-known “voice memos” that show her coming up with the central ideas behind her songs center her authorship first and foremost) is a testament to how millennial artists feel comfortable with both celebrating their influences and revealing how their art gets built, brick by brick, often thanks to the work of other people.

This is not to say that all baby boomer or millennial artists operate exactly the same way as Springsteen or Swift. Both artists write music that is equal parts heartbreaking and fun, evocative, and ephemeral. They’re constantly searching for their version of an America that does not exist, while not forgetting to make sure that we all have some fun in the one that does.

The impulse they share to tell stories about average Americans searching for meaning amid a crumbling world is a natural one for artists in the US. Yet Springsteen has so often been celebrated for doing just that, his rugged vision of a fading nation and talent for making national crises deeply personal treated as authentic and brilliant.

By comparison, Swift is often derided for how she digs into the ways personal apocalypses visit themselves onto the rest of reality, making her something like Springsteen’s inverse. The struggles she faces are deeply rooted in biases against women, the genre of music she operates in, and her generation. It’s worth reexamining the notions that drive this disparity in the two artists’ reception, if nothing else.

Perhaps we take Springsteen more seriously than Swift because he’s a man, or because all the great rockers of his generation have been venerated by time and nostalgia, or because his influences were men like Chuck Berry and Woody Guthrie instead of Shania Twain, Patsy Cline, and a litany of contemporary collaborators. But one of art’s great pleasures is finding the ways in which artists of different generations talk about the same topics across the span of years.

Bruce Springsteen and Taylor Swift craft their impeccable story-songs utilizing the tropes of very different musical genres. But they’re equally good at crafting songs built to both sing loudly on the freeway and accompany a flood of tears in the wake of some new heartache. Different as they might be, Springsteen and Swift are always talking about the same thing — all of the ways that every new day, no matter how promising, carries within it the potential to bring about the end of the world all over again. Until then, though, let’s sing about it.

ts1989fanatic all of that just to Tell us something swifties have known for years, the music industry is sexist and misogynistic DUH!!!

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Prince Charming - Part 27

Pairing: Prince!George Weasley x Princess!reader

Warnings: mentions of death, swearing

Words: 3691

Setting: Middle Ages Muggle AU 

Series summary: Home in her own kingdom, Princess (Y/N) has to help her husband George to settle into his new life as a Prince. And as if that was not enough already, old and new enemies lie ahead of the couple.

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The condemned men weren’t brought back to the cells upon your father’s request. Because they might still had questions, after all now they had to find out who had ordered them to do what they did.

“The head of the case, Mr Frederick Weasley, has so far mentioned three suspects. Prince Wilfred, my brother and himself” George looked pale. If Fred already was a suspect this could not mean anything good. The other two were royalty and it was obvious that this already made them less suspicious “If no one votes against it, I first would like to interrogate Prince Wilfred. My Prince, I herewith ask you to come to the stand” he did it quite reluctantly “Before we start I ask if any male attendee over the age of 18 who is not involved in the case is willing to act as the prince’s defender” A couple of members from Wilfred’s guard volunteered as well as his servant “I need your names and the reason you chose to be his defender” after they introduced themselves and said they wanted to help him because he was their prince, Wilfred was allowed to choose the one who should be his defender, who was the highest ranking member of the guard that volunteered. The others were told to sit down “Mr Weasley, you may start the questioning”

“Thank you, my King” he turned to Wilfred “to start chronologically: have you ever contrived a plan or took actions to kill my brother, Prince George?”

“Of course not!”

“But you have made death threats a number of times, is that correct?”

“I-I did. But that was nothing serious. He was too lame and incapable to do what I asked and I got angry”

“But if I remember correctly you once tried to blame him for the theft of your belt, did you not?”

“Yes, I did. But I only wanted him punished”

“Were you aware at that time that if my brother had been found guilty of the theft and the other crime you tried to set him up for; the abduction of Princess (Y/N), he could have been executed?”

“I refuse to answer that question”

“Alright. But what were you hoping for when you did it?”

“To get rid of him. I hoped he had to leave”

“May I ask why?”

“Be-because I saw him talking to my fiancée the day before”

“So because you were jealous and feared that feelings could evolve between the two?”

“Yes”

“Good. Have you ever threatened my brother after his marriage with Princess (Y/N)?”

“No” Fred only raised his eyebrows

“I remember Prince George giving testimony that you told him that he would regret everything and that you even wrote him a little note to tell him he would pay for everything? Does that mean anything to you?”

“Alright, I admit I made a mistake in my anger. But think of it in my point of view: I have been engaged to Princess (Y/N) for… fifteen years and all of a sudden he appears and he is the one who gets to marry her? Of course I was angry. I hoped, if I intimidated him enough he would change his mind”

“So it was all about separating him from your former fiancée?”

“It was”

“Very well. Let’s approach the incident in the forest again. Why did you want to leave the castle grounds with Princess (Y/N) on that day?”

“I have seen the lake when I arrived and wanted to go there with her. She needed some distraction because she had a fight with George”

“And why did you go there without a guard?”

“I do not remember, I just wanted to talk

to her freely. We never had the chance to do so because we never were alone”

“This means you wanted time with her alone, is that correct, my Prince?”

“I… No, I will not answer”

“Alright. Let’s skip the attack and jump to the point where you reached the gate to the castle. What did you tell the guard?”

“I told him nothing of the happenings at the lake because I feared he could go and set up a team to rescue the princess. But I feared that then the criminals would kill her”

“Did the guard ask you where the princess is?”

“Of course”

“What did you tell him?”

“That she was on her way home”

“And what would you have done if he wanted to go and check that? Or make sure she was safe himself?”

“No idea”

“Are you trying to say did not bother yourself about this because you knew that by the time you returned the uncle of the princess would be present too to distract the guard?”

“This is simply ridiculous! How dare you?”

“So is that a yes or a now?”

“I will not answer this stupid question” Wilfred crossed his arms.

“As you wish. But how did you feel about having to tell George that these men wanted his death in exchange for his wife?”

“I felt sorry for him”

“How would you have decided if it had been you they wanted dead?”

“I would have let them kill me, of course!”

“Can I conclude from that that you would do anything for the princess?”

“Not anything but most things”

“Do you have feelings for her?”

“This has absolutely nothing to do with the whole case! I will not answer that!”

“Alright. Have you any idea why the condemned set you free although they could have kept you hostage just like the princess?”

“I… because they needed someone to deliver the message”

“Prince George as received a letter, which allegedly comes from one of the condemned… so they could have just given that to someone and requested to give it to my brother”

“What do I know? Maybe they feared he would not get the message?”

“I shall formulate my question differently: How did they knew they could trust you? I mean you could have just told the guards about it and see to it that they all are arrested”

“They still had (Y/N). They knew I would do what they want to keep her safe”

“And how could they know that? They did not know you. So how could they think you care about her enough to tell my brother they wanted his death? And what if you had been Prince George’s friend? Then maybe you would have searched for another way to free (Y/N) without putting George at risk. So I am asking again: How could they know you were trustworthy?”

“What do I know? Ask them!”

“How did you feel when you were told that you were allowed to leave?”

“I was glad, of course. But I also felt guilty about leaving the princess behind”

“Very well. Now, let’s proceed to the attack in the night” he went to the judges and asked if he could have the dagger back “Do you know this weapon?”

“Yes. It is mine. I have been looking for it for days”

“So you did realise it was gone?”

“Of course!”

“And have you told anyone it is missing?”

“No”

“Why not?”

“That is none of your concern”

“I am allowed to ask you any question I deem necessary to uncover the truth. And you have the right to refuse to give an answer but you cannot tell me that something is not my concern”

“Fine, then I refuse to answer”

“Alright. But did you have an idea what could have happened to your dagger?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“When you did not find it, did you have any idea where it was or why it was gone?”

“I thought I must have put it somewhere. And what is the point of blaming someone for that when it is I who did it?”

“So you are trying to say you have never even wrongly blamed someone?”

“I might have done so in the past…”

“Could you give us an example?”

“This has nothing to do with the incident. I refuse to do what you said” the guard who was Wilfred’s defender asked if he could have a short word with Wilfred. After your brother-in-law nodded, the defender told the prince that when he kept refusing to answer that many questions he would seem even more suspicious. “Do not speak to me as if I am a small child. I know fully well what I am doing” Wilfred spat “you are supposed to help me, and not make me look ridiculous. You’re incompetent as a defender!” Fred’s mouth twitched into a quick smile and he turned to the clerk

“Could you please note that down as an example of the prince blaming someone for his own faults?”

“How dare you!?” Fred turned to your father

“My king, if you deem that inappropriate I will tell the clerk to cross out my last remark”

“No” your father said “he may leave it”

“That is not fair! You are playing him against me!”

“I did not do anything like that”

“But that is what you are doing here!” Wilfred raged “you are trying to blame me for all of this because you hate me! I should have known it from the start!”

“My prince, I must ask you to keep calm”

“How am I supposed to keep calm when you are paying out a whole room against me? You are a manipulative liar! And I will have your head for it”

“I am afraid to tell you that this just was threatening an official” Fred replied matter-of-factly “and I am careful to point out that this could have consequences”

“What do you want me to do? Apologise? You should be the one! Do you know what? That is it! I refuse to answer any more questions you have! I am done with you, mongrel”

“And now we also have insulting an official” meanwhile Wilfred’s defender told him again that if he refused to answer more questions he would make himself suspicious. But Wilfred did not give in. Whenever Fred asked something, he only shook his head or turned away from him until your father had enough and stopped the questioning.

“But before you go back to your seat you have the chance to defend yourself”

“Why do I have to defend myself?! Only criminals have to do this! I am innocent! You cannot be serious! Father, tell me you do not believe this outrageous accusations simpleton makes!”

“My Prince” your father said “I must ask you to remain unemotional”

“How am I supposed to not feel angry when you are plotting against me? This is simply ridiculous! This-this moron should be the one standing here, not me. I am sure he only tries to blame me for everything! It must have been him who organised this all. He just wants revenge because his brother told him that I did not treat him right! I mean he even hit me once! He should be locked up and questioned instead. This is treason. He definitely has something to hide.”

“Alright that is enough” your father interrupted “as long as you cannot calm down you will not speak again”

“I am not some child you can punish! I am Prince Wilfred, son of King Wilfred the III, heir to the throne of….”

“And I am a king and therefore higher ranking. Which means you have to do what I say” it wasn’t difficult to tell that your father was irritated.

“You can retreat to your seat, my Prince” Fred said

“I will. But not because you said it but because I want to. I am so done with all of this!” he walked to his seat and crossed his arms like a toddler. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself but your amusement did not last

“I request that we question Frederick Weasley next to see if there is anything behind Prince Wilfred’s accusations” Fred gave a shrug upon your uncle’s words.

“As you wish” he stepped onto the pedestal. Once again your father asked the attendants if someone wanted to be his defender. A moment it looked as if George wanted to get up as well but since he was involved in the case he could not be Fred’s defender.

“I ask all the volunteers to tell us their names and why they want to act as defender”

“The name is Arthur Weasley, your grace. And Frederick is my son”

“I am William Weasley. I want to help my brother”

“My name is Percival Weasley. I volunteered because the suspect is my brother and as a lawyer I have experience in the position of a defender”

“And I am Ronald Weasley. I want to help my brother too” beside the Weasleys a lot of members of the guard got up as well and said their names and that they wanted to help their colleague. After five minutes everyone had introduced himself and it was upon Fred to make a choice

“I chose my brother, Percival” when he arrived in front of the crowd, he bowed

“I would like to admit that I am not too familiar with the jurisdiction of this kingdom”

“That is no problem. Not many are”

“Thank you, my King” he walked to his brother and stood beside him. Your uncle initialised the questioning

“Mr Weasley, have you ever felt jealous of your brother, the prince?”

“I must admit when we were children I first envied him that he could go and live in the castle and I not. Later on I might have been a little jealous when he just got to marry the princess and was bestowed titles. But I certainly do not want to be heir to the throne and the princess is not really the type of woman I am into”

“You mentioned earlier that you are someone who is ‘direct’. How did you mean this?”

“That if I wanted to get revenge on someone I would take it into my own hand. Like literally, I would either physically hurt him myself or order someone to do so. No sneaky and complicated plan that might not even work or could endanger others”

“Have you ever intentionally hurt someone? To get revenge?”

“I hit my brothers many times as a child. And on the day of the incidents in the forest I did hit Prince Wilfred twice after he tried to molest my wife and then taunted me”

“So that is the reason you were put in the dungeons afterwards?”

“That is correct”

“Have you had any idea or hopes that you would be appointed the head of the case before you were?”

“No. I was already surprised that I was allowed to leave the cell to guard my brother and his wife”

“And when again did you first start to suspect that someone had hired the condemned?”

“At first there just were some things that seemed strange and illogical, like why the man guarding the gate never had a suspicion that something was wrong. Or why Wilfred didn’t seem too bothered about the attack. And then, when my brother mentioned that one of the condemned said that they had their reasons to kill him, I realised for the first time that they must have had a motive. But I did not find one that I considered enough to take such risks so I started asking myself if not someone who drew an actual advantage from his death could have requested it”

“And when you thought of people who would profit from his demise, did someone else than Prince Wilfred, my brother or yourself come to your mind?”

“I must admit I never really thought about others. My brother never was someone who made himself enemies and as far as I know there was no one I knew of who disliked him so much that he wanted his death. . Except for Wilfred maybe. And somehow I could never imagine that there is someone who wants to get rid of him because he has a problem with him. So I figured it had to be someone who profited from his death”

“But what made you so sure that Wilfred wanted to marry (Y/N)?”

“To be honest I first thought that Wilfred’s motive would be hatred or just jealousy. Only a bit later I realised that if my brother died and (Y/N) was widowed, he would have another chance to marry her”

“But did Princess (Y/N) not made it very clear that she did not want to marry my son under any circumstances?”

“She did, but that was four years ago. And I have noticed how nice Wilfred suddenly was when he came here. But mostly only when the princess was around. So maybe he thought if he really pulled himself together and acted nice around her she would change her mind. Besides, he would have been there for here after George’s death and I think he hoped that she would fall in love with him anyway”

“Alright. I would like to proceed to the attack in the night. The way you described us how the guard on duty, Mr Durke was knocked down implies that the attacker did not want to be seen. Since you are a member of the guard you surely knew how it looks in the dungeons and where you can hide and in which moment you have to step forward and all” your uncle said

“Sure, it would have been easy for me to knock him down without being seen. But even someone who has never been there would find out after half a minute that the only hiding place is outside the room in front of the cells. The dungeon was created that way on purpose to make sure a prisoner cannot hide somewhere as long as no guard is on duty. But anyway, at that time I was in my room, in bed, sleeping. I only woke up when I heard the noises. Better said when my wife shook me awake upon hearing them”

“And what if you just went to bed after you freed Walford and showed him where he had to go?”

“I admit, it would have been possible in that time. But I still would like to point out that I was not one of the two people who were not wearing nightclothes. Or else anyone who was in bed at the time could have been it. And when I am already at it, that you and Prince Wilfred were dressed at the time was something I cannot have known. So if I had indeed organised everything to blame him, I should have made sure first that someone saw how Wilfred was out of bed before it happened”

“And what about his dagger? You could have stolen it and then you gave it to Walford. And is there even proof that the blade was used to harm Prince George”

“There was blood on it. But as you might have seen yourself, Wilfred was dressed at the time when he came out of his room, and since he probably had the dagger with him all the time when dressed I cannot have stolen it shortly before I went to free Walford”

“Who says you must have stolen it then? You could have done it at another time. And maybe he did not carry it around all day”

“Fine, I cannot prove that I did not take the dagger. But I swear that I did not take it”

“So you do realise that there is no exonerating evidence that could prove that you are indeed innocent?”

“By your leave, there is nothing that exonerates you or Wilfred either. And in my case, there is no evidence that it was me. The only reason I am a suspect is because I have am bringing evidence against you and because I have a minor motive”

“There is no persuasive evidence that it was me or Wilfred either”

“Alright that is true. But there are far more things that indicate it was one or both of you”

“I concur with my brother” Percy piped up “as far as I know, the only evidence that could be held against him is that he was the last person to have Prince George’s plate with food and that he is a member of the guard who knows his way around the castle”

“That is right” your father said “nevertheless I still have a few questions”

“Of course”

“It is about the poisoning of the food. Your brother is right, you were the last one to have George’s plate. If it has been you who poisoned it, why did you use rose hip and not holly?”

“Fair question. I might have to go far afield again. Of course, if I wanted to prove that it was poisoned I should have used holly. But maybe you think I added rose hip on purpose to prove or imply that the actual culprit, Wilfred, does not know the difference or mixed them up. But then I must have known in advance that the prince would mistake rose hip for holly. I can assure you, however that I thought it is common knowledge what holly looks like. I mean even my niece, Princess Cecilia knows. Furthermore, then I would have had to make sure that Wilfred comes near the plate and that he was alone with it and I could not know in advance that he would take it from my wife. Besides, I was at work at the time the plate was on its way to my brother.”

“Thank you, Mr Weasley. That is everything from my side”

“I demand a voting” you uncle said and your father gave him permission to continue “If my brother, the king, allows I would like to see if any of the judges believes Frederick Weasley is behind everything” you gulped and looked to George who was pale. This was not good at all because if the majority voted against your brother-in-law now, he would be officially and irrevocably found guilty of treason.

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Part 28

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Favorite Fanfic Tropes Tag Game

Was tagged by @ffs-abalisk 

(I can’t believe I missed this until I checked my email, gosh darn it, I thought it was just a Lang thing) 

1. Slow burn or love at first sight

2. Fake dating or secret dating  (I mean, I only remembered just recently how Seiyuu Yuki Kaji essentially kept his dating life secret until announcing his marriage to Ayana Taketatsu in summer 2019!!! That’s still really sweet to think about because it’s been almost a year and a half and they’re still okay and together even in COVID!!!) 

3. Enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers (Being demi probably has something to do with it. Not to mention it’s cozy.) 

4. There’s only one bed or long distance correspondence  (I’ve been in a long distance relationship of sorts with Leo for almost 6 years since we went to different colleges and he was in LA for a time while I stayed in southern CA, so... I also nearly had to share a bed with Ty once upon a time. That was an awkward conversation as middle school kids, and this was before the mental hurt started.) 

5. Hurt/comfort or amnesia

6. Fantasy AU or royalty AU 

7. Mutual pining or domestic bliss (Been with and seen both. They both work. :D) 

8. Smut or fluff (I’m known as the fluffiest writer in the group of friends to the point of readers getting disgusted at me, what do you expect??) 

9. Canon compliant or canon divergence 

10. Reincarnation or major character death

11. One shot or multi chapter  (I’ve totally done both. The latter more so, but hey.) 

12. Kid fic or pregnancy fic

13. Arranged marriage or accidental marriage (Um... neither? Since I’ve learned enough about my mom’s side of the family and some Vietnamese traditions to turn me off from both tropes. Extremely.) 

14. High school romances or aged-up romances  (I am fine with both because my relationship with Leo started in high school and we’re still good. As long as the romances are shown healthy, then I’m fine with it.) 

15. Time travel or isolated together (Meh, neither. Time travel only works in specific things and I’ve been home alone from COVID quarantine for a majority of the pandemic and family going to work most of the day to hate isolation in general now. It took Lang saying, “Well, that’s fucking depressing,” when I mentioned to her how she’s one of the few people willing to engage with me on a daily basis that made me realize as much.) 

16. Neighbors or roommates (My dad’s made lots of connections just by talking to people nearby. I still am in awe of him whenever he strikes up convos faster than anyone else at my mom’s friends’ parties.) 

17. Sci-Fi AU or magic AU (Depends. I’m neutral to both.)

18. Angst or crack (NEITHER, if you made me choose at gunpoint. Otherwise, I’m neutral to both.) 

19. Apocalyptic or mundane

20. Linear storyline or nonlinear storyline 

21. Holiday fic or birthday fic  (I’m still trying to work on Lang’s birthday story to be finished by the 20th of November, and it’s been almost two months and my brain’s still hitting writer’s block. Woo. /s)

22. Love triangle or miscommunication (Meh. I’ve been in the f’ing center of a love triangle between two best guy friends of mine, and one stayed, the other cursed me. Not cool. The other trope isn’t all that great because anxiety makes me overexplain to prevent it. So meh on both tropes. Romance can happen without overblown drama, dammit!!!) 

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