#I refuse to watch all the popular shows nowadays but man

[tubbytarchia]

Even if you're an AOT hater, you have to appreciate that after so many years, they're bringing Linked Horizon, the original Guren no Yumiya band, one of the pinnacles of early weeb culture back for one last hurrahh as the anime finally ends

[swxrxgini]

AHH UR LAST POST WAS SO ADORABLE I NEED BHALLADEVA FLUFFY NSFW HEADCANONS OR ILL GO CRAZY

|: The apasara in his arms...

Receiver....Author: "Hello, Yeah..due to popular wishes, I'm doing NSFW headcanons for this hot psycho. Again, this continues on from the last timeline of the last Bhalladeva post."

Receiver....Synopsis: "The apsara that was Bhalladeva's wife and one of the crown princess of Maheshmati, beloved by people, has an insatiable husband...just some moments with them.."

Receiver....Warnings: " Fingering, corruption kink (a little bit), mating press, size kink, unprotected sex (don't do it), nipple play, dacryphilia, bulge kink, finger fucking.| Fem! reader.||NSFW. ||Minors DNI.|| don't tell anyone I wrote this, I won't ask why you like this psycho, but I get it, he's hot|| Continuation from the last post.|| A bit OOC|| He's a bit tamer here and has a somewhat good relationship with Bahubali and doesn't like Devsena|| प्राचीन: ancient, for those who don't know Hindi."

☪ It was probably a bit before your wedding that he found his eyes wandering your body a bit too long nowadays, a bit too perverted thoughts in his mind, how he wanted to squeeze you so tight and something more...not that he would do anything you didn't want, that's no way into your heart, as Bahubali said....apparently, Bhallaldeva doesn't listen to Bahubali a lot...

☪ And he was a bit affectionate sure, holding your hands when you're both together and during, as you both watch over the empire or as he feeds you while staring at you hopelessly and disgustingly in love. Or he has you sleep in his room (if it's permitted) and snuggled against you so close.

☪ After the wedding, it was all hell loose, if you're there, he's there and either right beside you or under you as you sit on his lap or around five feet from you, because he refuses to be far...Something he realized he's a touch starved, of-course he won't know this, but if you catch on, pretty nice for him.

☪ Tell me in my eyes that you don't think he doesn't have a size kink...Like the mans the size of a bull, you saw that bull fighting scene! You don't think he doesn't get aroused when he sees your tiny self, cause no matter how tall, you're short to him.

☪ say, there was probably a period, he felt you against him as he held your hips to help you lift or something and he realized how light you are...? Well, compared to him, you are. He could so easily pick you and fold you and that sent some ideas in his head, while you innocently did your task. He feels bad for having a dirty mind while you weren't doing anything, but again..he thinks you'd look gorgeous in a position like that

☪ And let's admit, it won't be too long before he actually had you underneath him, he's charismatic in some areas, okay?? And being honest, it's probably a bit of his first time too...but he'll softly moving his fingers in and out of your cunt, his face showing he was slightly embarrassed, a bit shy..but very fascinated.

☪ You did have to direct him a bit, but it's like natural talent that he improves so much, your legs are shaking by him fingering you to orgasm 2 times...Before he actually hoped you'd be able to take him, even if he enjoy the sight of you struggling to take him, his fingers enjoying rubbing circles on your clit...he finds it cutely entertaining...

☪ He enjoys scanning you, taking his time in undressing you as he smirks and simply stares up and down, it's his natural habit...taking his time in drinking your appearance. When you are finally vulnerable and naked, he'll take his time even then to tease you a bit, while his hands softly held your hips or gently strokes your nipples, softly pulling at the buds at times, or gently touching your clit to feel the wetness gather there..

☪ He thinks it's fun to see the innocence go away from you, corrupting your innocent mind a bit, while he pressed his knee near your head and fucking you gently for the first two to three times, until he lets loose and it always ends with you not being able leave the bed for a day or two. He apologizes a bit after you're both done, but he genuinely feels proud of himself for being able to do that...he would rub it in Bahubali's face if not for Bahubali having Devsena...

☪ It's the cutest sight in his eyes, watching your cry, struggle to take him while you slowly and softly started loosing your innocence as he pressed himself in you, feeling the bulge in your stomach...Or one finger softly finger pressing on your tongue, down your throat, almost choking you, but it's mostly to quieten any noises from you both to not alert anyone.

☪ Though he tries to quieten you, it's no use, the sound of skin, slapping and squelching is loud enough to alert all the guards and the ladies and servants outside...most of you're regular maids not even being able to have eye contact with you..which makes for a funny, but extremely awkward atmosphere the next day as they get you ready and stuff..

☪ Speaking of, he has a breeding kink, which should be obvious, since most of the time sex is used for creating babies. So, being honest, sex only started as a way for you both to have kids, and then he just got hooked and couldn't stop the feeling...eventually did ask a doctor how to make sure you're not pregnant after doing it...got told to just pull out, something stressful in his head.. and quite devastating too...

☪ But again, rough sex is a way for him to also release anger, stress, jealousy or anything in between...it's also a good way to makeup after an argument. Bahubali talked to you for three seconds too long? Sex. Devena complain and argued wit him, even if he was the one in the wrong? Sex. His mum didn't give him enough presents? Sex. His mum took you away for too long? Sex. A guard stared at you for a .8 second too long? The guard is murdered and sex.

☪ I would say sex is like a glue, but actually it's more like a necessity at this point, like eating and breathing to Bhalladeva...which is just weird, his mum does eventually put him on a sex ban...And you do end up getting pregnant a bit too quickly after marriage...it's no surprise really, but if you don't? It's fine...Bhallaldeva does not care for kids, and certainly is not happy with having them..but for you it's different, but he likes being like a wine uncle...if wine uncle was a प्राचीन prince who was a bit of a nepo baby type guy.

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[trivialbob]

I was tagged by @mstacobelle and @littlerunnergurl: Name 5 things that really irritate you, and what you do to keep that irritation from turning you into a serial killer, or just slapping people on a street corner in your town.

Let's see.

When the grocery store has a sign that says 4 for $10 or $2.99 each. I am accustomed to that horrible pricing at convenience stores but hate that my grocery store has started to adopt the "or" practice. So I simply refuse to buy one OR four of that item at the grocery store, no matter how much I want it. I have many little personal boycotts. They bring me much satisfaction, even if store managers don't notice it.

When the grocery store has a sign that says 4 for $10. Period. Bob! What's the problem? The problem is when my wife wants to buy all four items even if we only need one. No, no, no. 4 for $10 with no footnote means we can buy one item for $2.50. Yet she still wants to buy four. This is why I never complain if she hands me a grocery list, and I shop by myself. The savings are in my control!

Drivers who disrupt the smooth flow of traffic. Those who drive way too fast or a bit slower or even the speed limit if the rest of the vehicles are going faster. Awful. Or the people who brake on the highway, start to exit, and only then use a turn signal. Isn't there some sort of social contract or state law that says be predictable and don't disrupt your fellow travelers' lives, even if you are hyper-miling in your hybrid or pleasing Gaia by making that turn signal bulb last longer by using it less? I cope by thinking these drivers are someone's lovable grandparents. I wouldn't have lost my shit at my grandparents. When I'm following a slow driver and being tailgated by an aggressive one, I love to simply move over and watch the two jerks annoy each other.

Centipedes. Damn, even if every insect is one of God's creatures, centipedes creep me out beyond belief. Any living thing with more legs than a tarantula is heinous, except those puffy green caterpillars. A centipede in my house makes me shriek. Satisfaction is derived from spinning the monster to death in the vacuum cleaner or feeling a satisfying smush from stepping on it. They're only targets inside the house. Outside they are fine.

"Special" episodes of TV shows. A black and white episode, to be artistic? Ick. A musical version? Yawn. Seinfeld S09E08, with the Indian wedding where the timeline was in reverse? Not for me. Even worse are "Very Special" episodes, often with music-less endings and nowadays a toll-free number appearing on screen. The Bicycle Man episode of Diff'rent Strokes was one of the first. It was a "sit-com" episode about child molestation. Just because a comedy show is (or used to be) entertaining and popular doesn't mean it has to "start a conversation." The remote control, or the round knob on the TV when I was 12-years-old, provided relief.

[countfagulaa]

Has anyone got any headcanons for modern day Granada Holmes and Watson?

I am bored so here are some of mine from the top of my head:

- Holmes posts random pretty pictures of scenery and flowers he finds during long walks on his Instagram (the only reason he got one was to look up clients or perps and know more about them). Never interacts with anyone besides the occasional liking of a post and liking all of Mycroft and John’s posts which he sometimes, although rarely, comments on only to correct anything he might get wrong about him or a case. Holmes is all Watson ever posts about (obviously).

- Watson grows a beard. Mustaches aren’t as popular nowadays as they used to be making beards more “acceptable” so he’d probably have a neatly trimmed beard instead, which Holmes is not opposed to in the slightest.

- Holmes drives a black Cadillac. It was a gift from a wealthy past client that wanted to show his gratitude. Holmes rarely drives it when he has no case, choosing to walk and think instead, but drives like a crazy man when he does. Watson drives an old muscle car. Like a 1970s Chevy or a Mustang from 1965. Nothing too fancy or expensive but enough class to drive in. He’s had it since Med School and left it behind in storage for when he returned from the war. He refuses to ride when Holmes is at the wheel but refuses to drive in separate cars when they go out together so they take his car instead. Holmes doesn’t care too much for his own car anyway (it was a gift, after all) so he does not mind this at all.

- Holmes takes Watson out to the movies frequently. Usually drive-ins that screen old classics. The modern day equivalent of going out to watch a play. They both enjoy attending concerts as well. That includes both orchestra and band/single artist concerts. Also Holmes likes Mistki. There’s no way he wouldn’t.

- The Irregulars are still very much around to help Holmes whenever he asks for them but they communicate more via group chats on text messages. They still show up in person of course but they spam that group chat like crazy when out and about looking for whatever it is Holmes asked for. They also sneakily take photos of Holmes off guard then giggle about it later. He catches them in the act most of the time and poses before they can get away with it. Holmes absolutely bought them all phones for Christmas and you cannot convince me otherwise.

- Watson sends Holmes random selfies throughout the day when running errands. Sometimes just for fun and sometimes just to subtlety show off how good he might look on that particular day.

- Holmes never really takes many selfies but when he does it’s mirror pics of an outfit he especially likes on himself. Watson saves every single one of them. Holmes has Watson as his home screen wallpaper. He never lets him see that he does, but Watson is aware of it. He also has Holmes as his home screen wallpaper. Holmes does not notice for a while but when he does he turns into a flustered mess.

- Mycroft lags when texting because he falls asleep after not getting a response in less than ten minutes. Holmes simply spams his phone until he responds or, when he’s especially annoyed with him, calls him and sasses him into texting back. I imagine him calling and saying something like this:

Mycroft: Hello?

Holmes: Oh, you are alive!

Mycroft: What made you think I was dead??

Holmes: Well, what am I to think when you leave me on read for five hours then not notice the very fact that I’ve been messaging you continuously for another hour and a half?

Holmes: At that point, surely you must be dead.

Mycroft: *hangs up*

[phoenixwrites]

So if it's okay to ask, I'd love your thoughts or even your friends thoughts on "reader x canon character" and "oc x canon character" fics/writers? I recently got into a ''conversation'' with an older fandom friend who was pretty insulting against both, how it ruins fandom, how I shouldn't support those writers and should instead leave bad comments or refuse to speak to them, so on; our mutuals agreed with friend and now I feel like the blinking man gif? I said I wasn't going to be an online conservative nor behave like this is high school, but they all kept going on. I wanted to ask someone in my fandoms who keeps it 100% about things and you've been one of the few and the best that consistently speaks up on fandom issues, right now I just feel at a loss for words because I didn't think oc fics or reader inserts were bad or hate offenses, just fandom fun

Of course it’s okay to ask!

This is a great example of “I do not like it, but other people do and are having fun, so go forth”. Now to be clear, it is insanely annoying when Eddie/Reader or Eddie/OC fics show up on the Hellcheer tag. Really wish they’d stop doing that. I know they’re doing it for views but it is incredibly irritating.

But outside of that as an ongoing problem, I don’t have an issue with either.

My very first fanfiction that got a strange amount of popularity, considering I wrote it as a preteen—was a Lost fanfic, featuring Sawyer and an OC that was a thinly veiled version of me, or rather, who I wanted to be. I didn’t like Sawyer and Kate as a couple and this was before Juliet was introduced, so my ships were Sawyer and Claire or Sawyer and this OC, that I spent years and years fine tuning. And while I look back on that fanfic with quite a bit of embarrassment, I also look back on it with a lot of love, because that fanfic taught me how to write and how to write well.

Nowadays, I don’t really read Character/OC fics because they are simply not my cup of tea. I do not understand the appeal of canon character/Reader fics and never will (I don’t want to be involved in the interaction, I want to WATCH Eddie and Chrissy fall in love a zillion times. I am a voyeur, not a participant.) but I know a lot of lovely writers who write them and have very faithful readerships.

Your friend, to be frank, sounds insane. I think it’s ridiculous to state character/OC fics or character/reader fics are “ruining fandom” when they have existed for as long as fandom has. (Remember, I was writing this Sawyer/OC fic when Lost was airing, which was the early 2000’s.) Secondly, leaving bad comments is always going to be bad form. In my day, “flaming” was a very popular hobby for trolls, which was just to violently attack a fic for no reason just to upset the writer or to “flame” a fic with a ship you don’t like. It happened to quite a few popular writers, myself included.

But a nice evolution of fandom is nowadays, that is not quite as acceptable anymore. If you don’t like something, you click out of it. You see a fic that has a ship you hate, you ignore the fic (and if it’s a Steddie fic, you request the writer, for the thousandth time, they NOT TAG IT HELLCHEER.)

Fandom is a hobby. It’s supposed to be fun. It’s supposed to be writing goofy things like your fave characters falling in love in coffeeshops and castles. It is NOT up to anyone to decide what is “ruining fandom” because honestly, the only thing that is “ruining fandom” are these self-righteous assholes harassing creators.

[scotianostra]

9th October 1900 saw the birth in Edinburgh of Alastair Sim, the actor best known for his character and comedy roles.

He was the youngest of Alexander and Isabella Sim’s four children. His father was a tailor who owned his own shop on Lothian Road, it is still a shop selling running gear nowadays. To use a suitable phrase for his father, I like the jib of the man, Alexander was one of a group of professional people in Edinburgh who noted the plight of wounded Veterans returning from the front who had little or no prospects of suitable accommodation or employment ahead of them. They founded the Scottish Veterans Garden City Association during the 1st World War and, under the chairmanship of Lord Salvesen, paid for the construction of houses for the use of returning servicemen.

For a time, the family lived above the shop, but as Alastair entered school, the business picked up enough that they were able to move to a house in Craigleith. Young Alistair was educated at Bruntsfield Primary, James Gillespie’s High School and George Heriot’s School. He worked for his father then another Edinburgh tailor but showed little aptitude and decided to enter Edinburgh University, studying analytical chemistry, but his further education was cut short when he was called up to the army. After the war he returned home and announced to his parents he was going to take up acting, this wnet down like a lead balloon and there was a falling out, Alistair left the family home and spent a year in the Scottish Highlands with a group of jobbing workers.

On returning to Edinburgh Sim took a post in the burgh assessor’s office. In his spare time, he entered poetry reading classes, winning the gold medal for verse speaking at the Edinburgh Music Festival. This led to him taking a job as a Fulton lecturer in elocution at New College, part of the University of Edinburgh.

Alastair Sim began working as a stage actor in 1930, taking on minor roles. His deep talent was soon discovered, and he was cast as Othello that same year. In 1932, he met and married Naomi Plaskill, his muse and wife for life. The couple had one child, a daughter named Merlith. It wasn’t long before Sim moved to films in supporting roles. One of his more memorable characters was that of Detective Sergeant Bingham in the film series Inspector Hornleigh. His on-screen presence was so dominant that he has often been credited with “stealing the scene” from the film’s star actors.

Throughout the 1940s, Sim was cast in several lead roles; he starred in the thriller Green for Danger, the comedy The Happiest Days of Your Life and Alfred Hitchcock’s Stage Fright, among other major films. One of Sim’s better-known portrayals was that of Captain Hook in the production of Peter Pan, a role he reprised six times during his career. In a national cinema poll in 1950, Sim was voted the most popular film actor in Britain.

I think quite a few of us will remember Alastair Sim in a slightly different role to those I have already pointed out, growing up before we had all the TV channels we have now and watching the old black & white films and the classic Belles of St Trinians where he played headmistress Millicent Fritton.

Looking through his other roles, I spotted he played the notorious Dr Knox, not once-but twice. For those who don’t know, the doctor of note was a professor of Anatomy at Edinburgh University, he paid Messrs Burke & Hare for fresh cadavers to demonstrate the human anatomy at the University.

In 70′s  Sim was offered, but refused, a knighthood, saying he felt that if people started calling him Sir Alastair they would treat him differently and he didn't want that. '

There is a memorial stone , commemorating Sim’s birth, outside the Filmhouse Cinema in Lothian Road, Edinburgh, only a short distance from where he was born above his father’s shop.

[messrmoonyy]

Have you seen that popular post of tonks going to Remus class after the war and taking teddy with her? cood your write something with that? Please 😃

I sure have anon! I loved this. Some happiness amongst all the angsty asks I have lmao.

I took some mild creative liberties with the conversational abilities of portraits and the timeline is slightlyyyy wobbly. But enjoy

Read my other writing in my masterlist and feel free to drop me a request

Pairing: Remus lupin x Nymphadora Tonks

Warnings: none

When Tonks woke up Remus was already gone, her fingers reached around blindly on his side of the bed and found nothing but cold sheets and she groaned. In the year that they had been living at Hogwarts with Remus back teaching again, she had gotten herself into the habit of waking up with him. But Teddy had simply refused to sleep last night so she had been up for hours with him so that Remus could sleep. She opened her eyes and saw there was a steaming mug of tea on the bedside dresser with a little note propped against it and she reached over to grab it.

'My dear Dora,

Don't be mad at me for not waking you, you needed to rest. I checked on Teddy before I left. I have a class of 6th years 3rd period so feel free to come down if you want to. I have a free afternoon too, so tea in Hogsmede?

Yours always, Remus'

She smiled and sat up in bed stretching her arms up above her head with a yawn, grimacing slightly as her arm popped. It was one of the main reasons she still hadn’t gotten back fully into working herself, an injury from the war that still hadn’t recovered. The curse still that had hit her making it seem like it might not ever recover properly. Madam Pomfrey saw her once a week to help with it, but it wasn’t much better really.

She felt quite useless some days. She was desperate to get back into working again. She was never one for just lazing around doing nothing. She had been offered her job back at the ministry when ever she was ready to return to it, a hefty promotion waiting for her too. She still dis small things for the ministry, Kingsley has worked very closely with her and Remus on getting equal rights for Lycanthropes, made wolfsbane much more accessible. But for now she didn’t really mind that much, it meant having plenty of time with Remus and Teddy. Now in terms of work she she just helped out around the school where she could, because they didn't mind if she brought Teddy along with her. Some days she helped out in the hospital wing, her extensive knowledge on healing coming in handy. Other days helped with Minervas homework study groups, helped Remus plan his classes, she kept busy.

Teddy started to fuss and she got out of bed with a roll of her shoulder to try ease the morning pain. She peered into his cot to see him wide eyed and awake. He had Remus’ eyes. Big and brown and beautiful. He looked so much like Remus, she knew the older he got he’d simply be a double of his dad. Minerva was already joking that with them looking so identical now she would resign the day he was old enough to attend Hogwarts. With Remus and Tonks as his parents he was certain to have a mischievous streak in him for certain. It was practically fate.

" my silly boy huh " she said as she saw he’d managed to completely change ends he was sleeping on. She smiled, rolling her eyes with a smile and picked him up. His hair was a vibrant shade of red today, like the phone boxes back in London. His hair was the one of the only thing that seemed to change about him at the moment but he was already starting to control it. He had seemed to have learnt how to change his hair to match who he wanted to be held by when he was particularly grumbly. Which made things particularly difficult if they were staying at the Weasleys. But also quite cute when they would visit Harry and a little scar would appear on his head. She didn't even mind that just lately it would go brown more often than pink because seeing Remus and Teddy together was one of the greatest feelings in the world. Seeing Remus happy was one of the greatest feelings in the world. Because he so often would wake up in the night in a cold sweat as his nightmares replayed all the trauma of the war back to him. But work kept him distracted. And Teddy did. And she did. And though he would never admit it, the fact that he was sole income for the family now kept him motivated too.

She carried him over to her bed and sat down with to feed him, knowing that must be the reason he was fussing. It was quite peaceful sitting there in her room with him, it was raining outside and the rain hitting the window panes was almost melodic. Remus loved the rain and she’d grown to love it as well, sometimes convincing him to go out dancing around in it with her. If she listened closer she could hear the chatter of the children, she glanced at the clock and saw second period would be starting in 5 minutes so they were noisily moving between their classes. Even though there were no classrooms by the teachers wing in the castle, she could still hear them.

When Teddy had had his fill she propped him up on her pillows as she opened up his little wardrobe to get him something to wear. There was a quidditch friendly later on the evening, so she pulled out his little hufflepuff quidditch jumper ready. Molly had knitted it for him and it was an almost perfect replica. Even though Harry had tried to convince her he should be wearing Gryffindor. But even Remus agreed Teddy would be a hufflepuff. Through and through.

" wanna go see daddy teach later, hmm? You like being in his classroom don't you? Mummy does too because daddy looks very handsome in his teaching robes doesn't he? He does " she said as started to get him changed, unhooking his foot that he had shoved into his mouth “ are you going to be a good boy whilst he’s teaching? My good boy huh? “ Teddy gurgled an answer and went back to trying to get his foot into his mouth again.

With a half hour or so to go until his 6th year class she left their quarters and took Teddy down to his second favourite place in the castle. In one of the corridors off the main entrance hall a long row of portraits of those that had been lost in the war had been hung. Including one of Sirius. The first time they had seen it both Remus and Dora had cried only to have had the painted Sirius tell them both to grow a pair. But getting to introduce Teddy to his family was worth it, even if it did still make her emotional to see his face and hear his voice again.

When she reached Sirius frame he wasn't in it and she rolled her eyes knowing exactly where he would be. She walked down a couple more portraits to Fred Weasleys. And there was Sirius. Turns out even painting Sirius and Fred were mischievous and Sirius acted like the marauder he once was around Fred as they tried to play pranks on the others in the hall.

" do you ever actually stay in your frame?" Tonks said with a smile, bouncing Teddy lightly on her hip.

" Tonksie! And my little man! " Teddy started laughing as he heard Sirius voice and made grabby hands towards him. Tonks held him to the frame and Sirius pulled stupid faces at the little boy making him laugh even more. She wished Sirius was still around to truly play with Teddy. To make him laugh and turn him into the little prankster she knew he would grow up to be. But a portrait would all she was going to get nowadays. So she took what she could get " where's moons? Teaching? "

" yeah. We're going to see him now. Arent we Ted? Gonna see daddy? “ Teddy’s hair shifted brown at the mention of his dad and with a slight worry he would start crying and disturb classes, she said a quick goodbye to Sirius and made her way down to Remus’ classroom. She was a little early but Remus tended to let his class go early if he knew she was coming down.

And as exactly as she had suspected he had let his 3rd years go early when she arrived and they were piling out of the room. They all smiled as they saw her, all of Remus’ students knowing who she was.

" morning Mrs Lupin! "

" hi Ted! Hi Mrs Lupin! "

" good morning Mrs Lupin, oh hiyya Teddy! " some of the children greeted her as they left the classroom and she smiled at them all eagerly still just loving the sound of ' Mrs Lupin ' as she stepped into the classroom Remus had his back to her, tidying something on his desk and she snuck up behind him, wrapping her free arm around his waist.

" hi " she said softly and stood up on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. He turned in her embrace immediately, a smile gracing his faces the sight of his family. He leant down to kiss her only to be disturbed by Teddy yanking on his hair.

" oh I'm sorry, does someone feel left out? " Dora said with a laugh and handed him over to Remus who kissed his nose and both his chubby cheeks.

" kisses for both my favourite people " he held the baby boy up in the air and playfully tried to bite at his little feet making Teddy squeal in delight. Remus was well and truly in his element as a father. He had taken to the role so well and it warmed Doras heart watching them together. He may have had a rocky start. But he was more than making up for it now. He doted on his son, spoilt him completely rotten and showed him all the love and affection she’d known he’d had in him from the start.

Teddy soon became disinterested and far more interested in the model of some small creature on his desk. Remus handed it to him and sat him down on the floor as he gurgled to himself, inspecting the skull as if it was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.

“ did you catch up on your sleep? “ Remus asked turning to Dora then as she watched Teddy with a smile “ you look tired darling “ he pulled her into, his hands on her waist. She gave a small shrug and looked up at him. His face was mildly concerned. He always worried too much. Always.

“ a bit “

“ you should’ve stayed in bed. Gotten some more rest “

" I’m fine Remus. Honestly. Besides. I like watching you teach " she said with a smile and hopped up to sit on his desk after a look towards Teddy. He was still babbling to himself as he investigated the small skull, still insanely amused by it.

" people aren't allowed to sit on my desk you know " Remus said and moved to stand in front of her, his hand reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear.

“ if I recall we’ve done much more than sit on this desk Mr Lupin “ his cheeks flushed and she couldn’t help the giant grin on her face. After all the time since they’d first met she could still get him flustered. She loved it.

" you're a tease you know that? " he murmured and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

" I'm well aware. But you married me didn't you? You signed up for it " he smiled and she brushed her lips against his with an smile to match his. Though he’d barely kissed her for a second when there was the sound of children in the corridor, his next class arriving. Dora gave a small sigh and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before hopping off of the desk and picking up Teddy.

“ you’ll stay? “ Remus asked, straightening up his desk and pulling her back in gently before she could go “ it’s mostly just a study lesson, you won’t be a bother darling “ how could she say no to him when he was looking at her like that? He made her melt. She gave a nod and pressed a kiss to his cheek, before retreating to the back of the classroom so she and Teddy wouldn’t get in the way “ in you come class! “ the children piled in, some stopping briefly to talk to Tonks and Teddy before finding their seats.

She’d attended so many of his classes by now and she’d never seen any children really misbehave. They all seemed to love him, all listening with pure interest in everything he had to say. And maybe it was his parental instinct, but he was practically a father to some of them. They went to him for advice, just to talk, some of the more quiet students would even seek him out at lunch break so they didn’t have to eat alone. There were the odd few that were still coming to terms with the new easing of laws regarding werewolves, having grown up around people always saying they were bad. But everyone quickly grew to love him.

Just like she’d said they would.

He’d been a little hesitant to take on his old job after the war and had declined twice before finally accepting. She’d had the joy of watching him flourish after returning to work, he was truly in his element. He was happier. More confident than ever. And she loved him even more for it.

Teddy remained quite as Remus started teaching, always looking at his father almost in awe. He only became a little restless when Remus set the students off to do their own working, a quiet chatter filling the classroom.

“ Mrs Lupin? “ Tonks turned her head as she heard her name and smiled as Ravenclaw girl looked at her expectantly “ could you give me a hand with this one? “ she happily walked over to the girls desk, crouching down to help her with her questions on the behaviours of Pukwudgies. Teddy continued to wiggle around as she tried to help the student so placed him down to sit by her feet.

She had only taken her eyes off of him for a few moments , but Teddy took his chance and wiggled out of his mothers grasp and crawled away to sit at Remus foot who was stood a few desks away helping a student himself.

" oh- Teddy " Dora hissed and went to snatch her child back to their place in the back of the classroom. But Remus simply bent down and picked Teddy, not even stopping his explanation to his student , and placed him on his hip which made Teddy clap his chubby little hands excitedly. Tonks finished helping the girl before hurrying over to Remus, ready to relieve him of their son. But Remus declined with a smile.

“ it’s okay. Have a break. He’s fine sweetheart “

He held him for the rest of the lesson , even when he brought the classes attention back to the front for the final part of his lecture. He held Teddy in his arm and acted as if it was a perfectly normal thing to teach about the life expectancies of dark creatures with a small child on your hip. None of the students seemed fazed by it either and Dora sat at the back of classroom with a smile so wide it hurt her cheeks. Nothing would ever come close to the sight of Remus happy. So at ease with being a father now, so at ease back in front of classroom. Helping. Teaching. Shaping small futures as he has always dreamt of doing.

And of course the cherry on top. His family. Something he had never thought he could have. He was finally living the life she’d wanted him to have since that first meeting back when she joined the Order. The war was over. He had lived most of his life in war. And now he was finally free. Free with her. And their son.

[mcheang]

Alya decides to ask Lila for more details on Ladybug saving her, and Lila (being too vain to look at anything on the Ladyblog that isn't about her), makes up a story about having a been captured by an akuma whose rampage she didn't realize was witnessed and/or well-documented by Alya, and/or was one of her classmates or related to one to the classmates.

Timing

Alya asks how Ladybug saved Lila

Lila had watched the videos on the Ladyblog and had to choose a small, inconsequential akuma to base her story on

Lila: oh it was Mr Pigeon. I think he was angry at some tourists for shooing away his pigeons because they wanted a nice photo. So he started targeting newcomers like myself. I was just walking out of the airport when (she snaps her fingers) just like that, I was floating in a cloud of pigeons.

I was terrified I would fall to my death when the pigeons vanished with the akuma. But it wasn’t the miraculous cure that saved me, it was Ladybug! She swung by on her yo-yo and reached out a hand to grab me while I was falling and screaming like crazy.

Mr Ramier was so sorry he offered us all ice cream. Ladybug and I just clicked over ice cream cones and she said we should hang out again.

Alya: uh huh. And when was the attack?

Lila: the 2nd of April

Alix, who had been listening with the others, frowned. “That can’t be right. That was a Saturday, correct?”

Lila nodded. “Yup. I had the weekend to settle before attending school.”

Alix was still frowning. “But Mr Ramier couldn’t have attacked you then. We would have known about it.”

Alya: not exactly. Mr Pigeon is so common nowadays that even I have to rely on videos from the public instead of rushing over there myself. There’s not much point in remembering when he was akumatized at that point.

Alix: no, he can’t have been akumatized because we were with him when the Owl decided to arrange a Pigeon-friendly zone in the park.

Kim: oh yeah, we just tried to argue with Sabrina’s dad to let the man have his Pigeon corner.

Max: I remember!

Mylène: me too

Ivan: me three

Lila: it was a night attack, so that’s why you didn’t know.

Max: you don’t know how stubborn Mr Damocles is. He refused to let anyone leave until he won the argument, which lasted till 9pm. By then even Mr Ramier was so sleepy, I doubt he would have noticed tourists

Lila: he’s very sensitive to Pigeon matters

Ivan: he also was sent home by Sabrina’s dad because he and the Owl sent all of us home when he saw how tired we all were. I was there to see Mr Ramier enter his home, promising to go straight to bed

Lila: he must have seen the incident happen from his window

Max: there is no way. Mr Ramier’s home isn’t near any popular tourist attractions. And his window only looks out on the empty road.

Lila: maybe you got the dates mixed up

Alix: no. I specifically remember those first few days of April. First was April Fool’s. Second was Mr Ramier and the Owl. Third was a studying cram session since I couldn’t study the day before. Fourth was when you arrived.

Lila: then it must have been Mr Ramier’s twin brother. Why else is he akumatized so often? It’s because his twin is just as Pigeon nuts as he is.

But even that excuse was sounding ridiculous by now.

Alya: you’re a liar

Lila: no, I’m not!

Alya: prove it. The next time an akuma is defeated, I’ll wave Ladybug over and ask her if she knows you

Lila: she wouldn’t reveal our friendship. She wants to protect me.

Nino: then why did you brag about it on Alya’s blog, and didn’t even try to take it back

Lila: I...I...

Marinette: as happy as I am that you all finally opened your eyes, we don’t want another akuma. So just ignore Lila until she says she’s sorry. Oh, and Lila, i’d try to stay calm if I were you. If you do turn into an akuma, and when Ladybug defeats you, Alya will probably question her about your relationship. Do you want to be called out as a liar on the Ladyblog?

Lila did not and could only hope Alya would not remember her by the time the next one showed up

Alya deleted her interview and posted an apology, referencing to deleting posts where she did not do proper research. While Lila was not mentioned, some followers immediately connected the dots.

[yamalegacy]

OVERLOAD & BUNNY GIRL

[ prologue ]

SUMMARY: A new small group of villains is spreading chaos all over Japan and no hero agency seem to know what to do about them — they are perfectly organized, always manage to escape arrest, never cause any casualties and its members remain impossible to identify. All heroes can do is wait for them to strike again and hope that they will be able to capture them. Convinced that she can do a better job than everyone else, a rising Pro, Rabbit Hero: Mirko, dives in head first into an investigation and realizes too late that she might be biting more than she can chew.

mirko x villain!female!oc

   Of all the popular spots in the city, there were few that she found more despicable than the Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall. Unnecessarily vast, stores spreading endlessly under her gaze, bright colors ready to blind anyone who stared too intently or for too long. And loud. It was so goddamn loud, no matter what time of the day she visited that cursed mall, it was always filled to the brim with obnoxiously loud people — the hustle and bustle of life had never been much of a bother to her, but there, stuck in a crowd that she could barely escape when tucked away in a corner, everything was too much.

In spite of all that, in spite of her boss knowing exactly how much she hated that place, he still sent her there for his ridiculous scouting mission. There was absolutely no point in scouting the place when it was so easy to find a map with every store on it, was there?

She let out a deep sigh and rubbed a hand over her eyes. If it were not for this tenuous task, she could have been home, settled comfortably under a heavy blanket to watch videos of superheroes getting their ass kicked, or compilations of the most awkward superhero moments in superhero history, on her phone. But she was stuck there instead, leaning against a pillar, desperately trying to avoid any sort of physical contact with those who passed too close to her.

"You look so stiff your attitude screams super-villain. Relax and live a little, Overload."

The grating voice came suddenly from her earpiece, making her wince. She could not resist the urge to press a hand to her ear, even though she knew it was useless to chase the noise away.

"Don't call me that," she whispered, not bothering to try to hide her annoyance. She had never felt the need to have a Villain name — she was not one of those people who needed to show with their fancy Quirk and their fancy code-name that bore little to no meaning. Obnoxious.

"Then relax and start looking like you at least aren't here against your will." Her partner's tone was teasing, once again a reminder to live a little. "People are staring. But maybe that's 'cause you're super hot."

Her only response was a groan. It was always like that between the two of them. He tried to tell her to not be so stiff, she complained, he tried to flirt, she ignored him for three days in a row. He was far from being a terrible person, not a constant buzzing annoyance, and his playful flirting could be quite amusing at times (but that much she could not bring herself to say out loud, as it would merely encourage him further). He was no good person either, though. Neither of them was. But that was the whole point, was it not?

She looked up at the floor above her, easily spotting his large figure in the crowd. He was leaning over the railing, watching her with too intense eyes, and all she wanted was to show him her middle fingers. But that was impossible. It would only bring attention to their connection, something they could not afford right now. Discretion was the whole point of their mission today. Observing without being noticed — why their boss would send both their tallest male and female members for such a task was beyond her.

So annoying and entirely useless if you asked her.

"Second store on your left. Big one. Looks like there'd be loads of cameras. Check it out."

Even from down there, she could see that he looked pleased with his suggestion. No matter what that store sold, she already knew that she would hate it and want to burn it to the ground. But she did not speak her mind. She simply hummed, took out her phone to pretend to check something, and made her way to the store that Boomboom had indicated.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," she muttered under her breath at the terrible sight that spread under her eyes like an endless nightmare.

It did not take more than two seconds for a loud laugh to echo in her ear, Boomboom much too happy about her reaction to try to hide his — even though he knew that he needed to be discreet and not bring attention to himself, he was laughing like an idiot. Too pleased with himself and the fact that he had guided her to a superhero merchandise store.

She was surrounded by capes, costumes, mugs, figures, posters, and various decorations that were brightly colored and shaped like the Quirk users that the common folk admired more than they ought to. That store was hell on earth, but she could not afford to run away now that she had stepped inside. She needed to spot every camera in the store, that was her mission. A mission that she hated with a burning passion.

So, instead of fleeing the scene as she wished she could, and escaping that nightmare of a vision, she walked around, pretending to examine the contents of the rows of shelves, picking up a mug here and there only to put in back down. She had to dodge several too excited children screaming about All Might and Kamui Woods and whatever other Pro Hero kids liked nowadays.

It was only when she approached the counter at the back of the store that she found something that piqued her interest. Protected by glass panels, stood a little exhibit of figures, statues, pins, and other memorabilia that she could not help but admire. There was a banner that rested above the shelf, white letters on a beautiful shade of muted red; ‘Heroes Of Our Childhood’ it read.

She knelt in front of the display, her eyes moving from one side of the lowest shelf to the other.

“You like vintage heroes, uh?”

The voice belonged an employee she had spotted when nearing the back of the store. He was not particularly tall or handsome, he was not particularly anything, really. A very plain looking man that she would not have even looked at, had it not been for her mission. He had a kind smile, though — a man who seemed like he could be trusted. But she did not trust anyone.

With a deep breath, she brought a hand up to her earpiece and disconnected it, refusing to let Boomboom hear any part of the conversation that was bound to follow.

“Why aren’t Locked & Loaded together?” she inquired, still too entranced by the display to look at the man.

“You know Locked & Loaded?”

There was a tint of admiration and excitement in the man’s voice, and finally, she looked away from the shelf. The man’s eyes were wide open in surprise, apparently caught off guard by her knowledge.

“We’ve had this display up for a bit over a week now, and nobody has ever noticed that Locked & Loaded are on opposite sides of the shelf,” the employee explained, kneeling by her side. “I had this idea that I would sell them at a reduced price to whoever realized that they belonged in a set, since I never expected that someone would recognize them.”

He scratched at the back of his head, the gesture almost bashful.

“Are you interested in buying them?” he asked, his voice barely containing his excitement. “I can do two-for-one, for someone like you.”

He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering just a second too long on the sliver of skin that peaked between her jeans and crop top. Ah. No matter how kind and trustworthy that man looked, he was one of those guys. She could not point it, could not make a scene, had no desire to bring any attention to herself right now, in the middle of a mission, so she merely shook her head at the offer and tried her best to give him a small smile.

“Regular price, please. The names of heroes like Locked & Loaded shouldn’t be tainted by reduced prices.”

What was she even saying? She should not be refusing such a generous offer when she barely made any money, should not be spewing such chivalrous nonsense about long gone Pro Heroes, but there she was, unable to stop herself from talking. It was a good thing that she had had enough sense to cut the connection with Boomboom, or she would have never heard the end of it — the man loved to tease her more than enough as it was, and he definitely did not need more reasons to keep teasing her.

“Wait for me at the counter while I get Locked & Loaded ready for you!”

She stood up, knees cracking inelegantly as she did, and made her way to the counter as the employee disappeared behind a door. The counter was just as obnoxious as the rest of the store, bright young heroes, and their bright costumes; pins, patches, and other small objects that nobody could possibly have a use for. There were tiny figures standing on the counter as well, far from the high quality and details of the statues she was about to buy. Her eyes landed on one that only appeared taller than the others because of the white bunny ears sprouting from its little head. Tan skin, fluffy ears and a body suit that did not cover any of the taut muscles of the female hero.

"Interested in Mirko?" the employee asked as he came back from the concealed room, large box under his arm.

"A bunny girl?" She blinked, unable to look away from the unexpected hero. "Is this what Pro Heroes have come to?"

The man laughed, "we can’t choose our Quirks, right? She's a rising Pro Hero. Really popular lately, super strong legs. She kicks villain butts!"

She only hummed at the words and finally looked away from the small figure. Bunny hero was weirdly cute, in a way. As cute as extremely muscular heroes in a tight and revealing body suit can be (not all that much, all in all).

The employee reached over the register to grab the small figure and placed it in the bag he had prepared, on top of the box that contained the statues that she was about to waste her money on. Why was she even buying them? It would bring her any sort of joy, would it? She had no idea where in her apartment there even would be room for them. What would she do with a mini bunny girl?

Probably sensing her confusion at the gesture, he spoke up.

“It’s a gift. I’m a fan of Mirko, and I was always a fan of Locked & Loaded, so I hope that one day, you’ll look at Mirko the way you looked at these Locked & Loaded statues.”

The smile he directed at her was soft, kind, genuine, but she could only arc an eyebrow at his words.

“I highly doubt I will ever look at any hero the way I looked at them.”

His smile remained. Obnoxious.

“You never know!”

Definitely obnoxious. People who thought they knew better were insufferable and exhausting to talk to — which was why she always avoided conversations with her boss so carefully.

Her money wasted, credit card back in her pocket, she headed out of the store, not without casting a last glance around the place, making sure that she had spotted every camera there. It was what she had gone inside for, after all, not to buy some Pro Hero merchandise. 

“Yo!”

She jumped, every muscle in her body tensing as she readied herself to throw a punch, but Boomboom’s large silhouette was casting a shadow over her, protecting her from the overbearing sun that would have otherwise undoubtedly hurt her eyes.

“You know it’s not good for us to be spotted together, right?”

He only shrugged. Under her questioning gaze, he finally tapped his ear.

“You disconnected. And Bossman said we should head back to HQ.”

Her lips formed a surprised little ‘o’ shape. She had turned off her earpiece to make sure that Boomboom would not hear her talk about superheroes to the employee of that stupid store.

When Boomboom’s eyes fell on the bag clasped in her hand, her grip on it only tightened, and she moved it behind her back, out of his sight, as if it would actually quench his curiosity.

“Whatcha got in there? Don’t you hate Pros more than Bossman does?”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“I bought something so I wouldn’t look too suspicious after looking around for so long. It’s nothing interesting.”

Boomboom’s grin showed too many of his too white teeth. 

“Show me!”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Show me or I’ll show myself.”

Boomboom was now frowning, and while she knew that he rarely was grumpy, she was too aware of his insatiably curious personality. She had never minded that particular trait of his; it made him cautious in general and a very good partner for missions, as he never hesitated to do research before going anywhere. But Boomboom also was much taller and had a lot more raw physical strength than she could ever dream to have. If he really wanted to take the bag from her, it would barely take him a minute.

“I’ll show you one thing?” her tone was unsure as she tried negotiation, but Boomboom still smiled, and she knew that it would be enough.

She fished the small bunny girl — no, Pro Hero — figure from the plastic bag and placed it in his large hand. He brought it closer to his face, pushing his sunglasses on top of his head to take a better look at it.

“Mirko the Rabbit Hero?” he questioned, seemingly confused, though he had clearly gotten the name right.

“Yes, bunny girl.”

Finally, he looked away from the small figure to look back at her.

“I didn’t expect her to be your type,” he said, almost too calmly, “but it makes sense. You do seem like you’d like them with abs and big biceps.”

“I look like I would like Pros with abs and big biceps?” It was her turn to be confused.

Boomboom shook his head. “Women. Not Pros.”

She gathered all the patience in her body to let out a sigh instead of unleashing her Quirk at full power in his face. Rather than give him the honor of reacting to his attempt at teasing her, she merely grabbed his arm and started to head for the exit of the cursed mall she had already spent too many hours in. At least it did not feel so bad with him right by her side — no matter how pleased with himself he looked. Boomboom was safe, he felt like home.

[aquariusrunes]

The Superfriends AU (part 10)

Damian was not having a good day. It was six in the morning, he had to be at Edna’s photoshoot in an hour, he had left a perfectly warm and very cuddly boyfriend and large dog in his bed, and his cousin was rambling far too much for his taste. He sat out in the lobby of the floor their rooms were on, leaned back as far as he possibly could in one of the red chairs, his legs crossed, hands gripping the armrests. A scowl to rival Batman's resting on his face. 

Marinette sat in the chair next to him, his laptop on the coffee table in front of them. The girl was hunched over typing frantically on his phone. She had kept it all night, which didn’t both him much, he could go a few hours without being constantly updated on the Gotham Academy Class 1A drama. As long as she was keeping it charged. 

The second half of the photoshoot the day before had been very interesting, his cousin spending every moment of every break they got on his phone. When he had a moment to check it at dinner he noted four unknown contacts, she labeled each of them.

First there was Sweetness.

Then there was Mighty Mouse.

One labeled Rock Vamp Opera.

And finally the one she had been exchanging the most texts with, Foxtrot.   

He waited for his cousin to finish whatever long text rant she was obviously on, instead he checked himself in the camera of his laptop, fixing his hair. He smoothed it back as best he could but without any product it was hard. Edna had forbidden him from gelling it till the shoot was over. The things he put up with in this family, really. 

“What exactly are we doing?” Damian asked. 

“We’re going to…” She trailed off, still focused on her texting. “Video call some girls I go to school with.” She finished. 

“At six in the morning?” He asked. 

“Time difference Dames.” She set down his phone. “Okay!” She pulled his laptop close. “They just broke for lunch so Juleka should be logging on soon enough!” Marinette pulled up a web page browser, typing in the URL for Instagram. She immediately went to Damian’s account. He wasn’t sure when his cousin had gotten his password, but knowing how much Dick loved to mess around on it, he had to assume she got it from him. 

“Okay, I’m going to change a few lines of your bio.” 

“Why?” He asked, head falling back. 

“Well, Colin takes over your instagram on weekends right?” She asked.

“When I see him, yes.” Honestly, Colin and Dick were really the only ones who posted on his instagram. It was clearly stated in his bio that Colin controlled his instagram on weekends, the fact that Dick was in control of it the rest of the time, was not mentioned anywhere.  

“So I’m going to change this line, red menace takeover weekends. To something clearly stating your relationship.” 

“He’s called my boyfriend in practically every post that features him.” Damian said, now leaning forward to see what his cousin was altering. 

“Yeah, but people are lazy, and don’t want to dig. They want things to be obvious and loud so they don’t have to put a lot of thought into it.” She grumbled. “Trust me, I know from experience, some of the people at my school literally have to be punched in the face and then kick in the nuts by the truth before they believe it.” 

“Try not to sound too bidder Nette.” Damian hummed. 

“Just, prep yourself to give a good speech about your and Colin’s relationship. We’re really going to need something that pulls right on the heart strings.” 

“Because?” He asked, this whole morning was excruciatingly annoying. 

“Are you going to use Rose?” Damian looked up, taking notice of two blonde Parisian teens standing at the entrance to the lobby. They both were still in what looked like pajamas, both holding coffee. 

“That’s the plan.” Marinette said, answering Adrien’s earlier question. 

“Devious.” Chloé cocked her hip, taking a sip from her cup. “And relatively smart. Should be quite the show. Shame we’ll miss it.” 

“Someone could always ask nicely for their friends to record it.” Marinette mused. 

“Should I text Nino?” Adrien asked, his face clearly stating how unsure he was of the situation. 

“If you want.” Marinette said, finishing her work on her cousin’s social media. “I’m going to give my crew a heads up once things are in motion. If you do text him though, let him know nothings happening till, most likely, after lunch.” 

“Marinette?” Her fingers stopped their work, her head popping up to look at Adrien. “You sure about this?” He asked. “It could be kind of...explosive.” His fingers tightened around his coffee. “What if it causes an akuma?” 

She gave him an understanding smile. “Don’t worry Adrien, I’ve got contigonsies for that. Like I said a few days ago, I’m playing a game of RISK, and you can’t win the game if you don’t capture any territory.” 

“And your about to clear the board form the looks of it.” Chloé smirked. 

“Something like that.” Marinette looked back down at the computer, switching back onto the video chat app and logining online. “But the goal isn’t to clear the board, not yet.”

… 

Contrary to popular belief nowadays, Mylène did not hate Marinette. She didn’t even necessarily dislike the girl. But she did not agree with the brash and loud way she had been going about her problems with Lila. She found them rude and distasteful, and honestly, a little out of character for her once friend. She was sure Marinette didn’t do everything Lila accused her of, at least half of the allegations had to be simple misunderstandings that the two girls could never figure out because they were always at one another's throats. 

But try as she might, she just couldn’t take Marinette’s side. Lila brought up quite a few good points in regards to Marinette’s character, while the Italian girl wasn’t a saint either, Marinette wasn’t quite the angel everyone thought she was. And some of her and Lila’s fights were truly violent and horrendous to watch. 

But she wasn’t one to speak poorly of others, especially not Marinette. While the girls weren’t friends anymore, and she didn’t agree with what was now Marinette’s additude, she still was nice to most people, even those who sided with Lila. And she did a lot for people, even when they didn’t notice her good deeds. 

Marinette had always been very eccentric ever since Mylène had known her. But this was probably one of the strangest things she had ever experienced due to Marinette. Mylène was seated on Juleka’s bed, Rose seated on the goth girl’s other side. They were staring at Juleka’s laptop, a facetime app opened. 

Last night all three had received text messages from unknown numbers claiming to be Marinette texting from a friend’s phone. Mylène was sceptical, even after getting a picture sent to her, but Rose was curious and so was her other friend, so when they said they were going to be eating lunch at Juleka’s house so they could talk with Marinette, Mylène agreed to go along with everything. 

“Okay…” Juleka typed in the screen name she had been sent the night before, AmyrWayne05. 

“What do you think she wants?” Mylène asked. “And who’s phone was she texting from?”

“I don’t know..” Rose crossed her ankles. “I didn’t recognize the boy in the photo she sent.” 

“Neither did I.” Juleka said. 

“I didn’t even know Marinette was out of the country.” Mylène whispered. 

“Kim and the others probably did.” Juleka supplied. “I doubt she wouldn’t have told them,”

“But why didn’t they tell us?” Rose asked, blinking innocently. 

“I can think of a few reasons.” Mylène’s voice was low, wondering why her boyfriend hadn’t said anything. 

“Well whatever they might be, we’re about to find out.” Juleka called attention to the screen name displayed on her laptop. The three girls watched as the smaller text underneath the name changed from offline to online. A second later Juleka was being asked to join a video call. She quickly hit except and the screen went black, loading until the familiar face of Marinette Dupain-Cheng was on the screen. 

“Girls!” She said happily. “Thank you so much for calling!” 

“You said it was important.” Rose said, eyes a little down cast. The girls didn’t exactly talk on the regular any more. 

“It is! Super important.” 

“So, what’s going on?” Mylène asked, wanting to get through the call as quickly as possible. She had felt weird all day, not telling Lila or Alya about the texts from Marinette, it was like she was cheating on them. 

“Okay,” The bluenette let out a large breath. “I know you guys think Lila hung the moon-”

“Marinette I am not going to sit here and listen to you bash on her!” Mylène interjected. 

“That’s not what this is!” She waved her hands frantically. “I promise!” 

“It better not be.” Mylène crossed her arms. 

“I promise girls, it’s really not. I-just, okay, so I heard that Lila’s been telling people that she’s dating Damian Wayne. Right?” 

“She is.” Rose informed. “They’ve been dating for a few months now. They’re really in love and I’m not going to listen to you say anything negative about their relationship Marinette.” Anyone who knew Rose, at least knew her well, knew that love was the thing she was most passionate about. She refused to stand for any sort of injustice involving the subject and would defend a couple till her dying breath, no matter how well she knew them. 

“Okay.” Marinette said, voice low. “Then I won’t say anything.” She gave a sad smile. “I’ll let him tell you.” The laptop suddenly shifted, the view changing quickly from their classmate to a good looking young man they recognized from the photo Marinette sent the night prior. 

“Hello.” He said, eyeing each of them carefully. “Do you three know who I am?”

“Your the guy from the picture Marinette sent.” Jukela answered. 

“Would one of you please google Damian Wayne for me?” He asked, Rose quickly complying with the request. She looked up the famous boo of their friend on her phone, a small gasp escaping her lips as she turned the small screen towards her girlfriend and Mylène. 

And there was the boy currently on Juleka’s laptop.

“You’re Damian Wayne?” Mylène asked. 

“That’s what my driver’s licence says.” He said, but his tone made the three girls unsure whether it was supposed to be a joke or not. 

“Why are you with Marientte?” Juleka asked. 

The boy looked to something off screen, probably the girl in question. “Can I?” He asked. He waited a moment before sighing. “I’m sure you’ll all find out why later, but for the moment, all you need to know is that I am with her as of the current moment.” 

Rose gave him a strange look but didn’t say anything. 

“This is why you wanted to talk to us?” Mylène asked. “To tell us you were hanging out with Lila’s boyfriend?”

“No.” Her voice came. 

“Actually, Lila is why we wanted to talk.” Damian said. 

“What about her?”

“She’s not my girlfriend.” 

The three girls all went quiet, none speaking. His face was pensive, eyebrows nicked and corners of his lips pulled down into a frown. “I’ve never even met Lila.”

“But she said she’s known you since you were very little!” Rose exclaimed.

“A lie.” He said simply. “I couldn’t have known her from the time I was little because I was locked away in a compound till I was ten years old, and even then I was kept exclusively within the walls of Wayne Manor for another year before my father could introduce safely to the world as his ward without my Grandfather taking harsh and violent action.”

“She said her parents were friends with your dad.” Juleka added.

“I’ve checked with my father and he’s never met anyone with the surname Rossi. And none of his friends have a child named Lila.”

“I’m very confused.” Rose whispered. 

“Girls, we need your help!” Marinette’s voice came. “Or rather, Damian does.”

“With what?” Mylène asked. 

“Adrien mentioned that Lila’s been telling pretty much everyone that she and I are dating, is that correct?” Damian asked, his hands folding in front of him. 

“She’s been talking about it for the past few days.” Mylène said, she vaguely remembered Nino mentioning Adrien being out of town for a modeling gig that involved Damian Wayne, she was still confused as to why Marinette was with them though.

“She’s told practically everyone who would listen, and some who wouldn’t.” Juleka crossed her arms. To most it would be hard to pick up on, but Mylène could tell when the girl was angry. Juleka had been questioning Lila a lot more lately, Mylène was sure the girl was just waiting for a good reason to switch sides, and the only reason she hadn’t already was because of Rose. Juleka had been Mylène’s saving grace when it came to her current problems with Ivan. The goth girl was probably afraid of a rift forming between her and her girlfriend the way it had between the classes former favorite sweet hearts. 

Damian sighed on screen. “I’m not a person who likes to ask for assistance from others, but under these circumstances, I’m in need of your help.” The three girls watched as his hand raised to pinch the bridge of his nose, eyes closed before his hand dropped and he looked up at them. “I don’t know how much you all know about Gotham, but people have always had mixed reactions when my siblings have come out in the past, my own coming out included. Normally they don’t have a huge problem with it because all of my siblings have come out as pansexual or bisexual, or something that includes both genders. But when I came out I didn’t specify my sexuality. I just announced I was dating Colin.”

Oh no. 

Mylène could feel it, Rose’s heart was swelling. If he was really about to go into a long winded story about he and his boyfriend’s love, then Mylène was sure Rose’s Champion of Love and Justice persona was about to be uncaged. Many of their classmates called it her Sailor Moon mode. 

“Who’s Colin?” Rose asked, voice timmed and quiet. 

“Colin is my boyfriend.” A small smile gracing the boy’s hard features. “We’ll be celebrating our three year anniversary in two months and two days.”

“Oh.” Rose’s hands clasped together, a dreamy look crossing her face. 

Suddenly Damian’s face become more downcast. “Not a lot of people like Colin. Well, not a lot of people who people listen to like him.”

“Why ever not?” The blonde asked, moving so her face was closer to the screen.

“Colin is an orphan.”  The words were blunt and hit all three girls hard and unexpectedly. Of all the things Mylène had been prepared for this morning the heart breaking backstory of Damian Wayne’s boyfriend was not one of them. “Basically anyone with money and influence insists he’s a gold digger trying to mooch off of me. And the Wayne Ward Fangirls are quick to crucify him for anything he does, wrong, right, good, bad, all of it. And of course there are those in the religious communities who are constantly berating us. That faction is especially hard on him, he lives in a Catholic orphanage you see.”

“That’s terrible!” Mylène could swear that the small blonde girl had tears in her eyes. 

“While I agree that’s awful, and I also agree that Lila shouldn’t be lying about dating you, I don’t see what it is you need our help with?” Juleka asked, voice laced in confusion. 

“If word gets around,” suddenly Marinette’s face was squished in frame with Damian’s. “That Damian has a long distance girlfriend, things are going to get worse for his and Colin’s relationship.”

“People in Gotham play very dirty, they’ll latch on to any rumor or fact, as long as it serves their needs. People will be throwing Lila Rossi’s name in my face, in Colin’s face, and in the faces of all of my family members for years.” Damian’s face had gone back to sternly neutral. “People will insist that Colin broke us up or something absurd like that, they’ll use her to villainize him.”

“They will?” Juleka asked, concern written on her face. “That sounds like something that only happens in movies.”

“They will.” He insisted. “Trust me, I’ve seen it happen before to members of my family and their friends. It’s just a matter of time before it gets to the right people, unless…”

“Unless?” Rose asked, voice going high, the girl eager to help. 

“Unless we cut off the head of the snake.” Mylène supplied. “We need to make a statement, make sure everyone who might have heard Lila’s lies knows that it’s fake.”

“The louder the better.” Marinette added. “To make sure she doesn’t turn it around on Colin or Damian.”

“I hate to ask this of you,” Damian said. “Especially since we are perfect strangers, but my c-“ He grunted, his body jostling on the screen as Marinette shot him a glare. “Companion.” He finished begrudgingly. “My companion here, insists that you three can be trusted with this task.” 

“Please help us girls.” Marinette said. “If not for me, then for Damian and Colin.” 

Damian sighed before going into his own plea. “Colin is very important to me.” His voice was quiet. “I’m not the easiest person to get along with, and everyone says I don’t deserve someone like him.” He looked down. “He is one of the most important people in my life and I don’t want some girl, who I’ve never even met, to ruin it because she wanted her five minutes of fame.”

Rose stood quickly from the bed, almost knocking the computer off her girlfriend’s lap. “Don’t worry Damian! We’ll take care of everything!” She shouted, running for the door, her voice leaving behind the call of “no one stands in the way of true love!”

Juleka and Mylène watched her go before the goth girl sighed. “We should go get her before she runs all the way back to school.”

“Yeah,” Mylène stood. “She’s going to need backup.” She looked back at the computer. “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of everything.”

… 

Nino didn’t know what was going on. 

He was sitting on the stairs in the gym area of his school, most of the student body just loitering around. Lunch was over but they still had about five minutes before anyone needed to start heading to their class rooms. The room was filled with soft chatter and laughter, he wasn’t invested in any conversations though. 

Adrien had texted him a few minutes ago and told him to start recording. He didn’t know why, but like a good bro, he did as asked. His phone was barely raised, picking up mostly just the shoes of his classmates. He noticed across the gym Marinette’s crew also had their phones up and were recording, though Nino wasn’t sure why. He now knew that Marinette and Adrien were in Steel City together, but Marinette had asked that the reason she was there with Edna remain secret and Nino didn’t want to pry into the girl’s personal life. If she didn’t want to tell anyone, then she had a good reason. But he also knew, via Kim, that Marinette had no international coverage and couldn’t contact anyone. Leaving the question of what her crew was currently doing? 

Maybe Adrien texted them too? 

But what would he need recorded so badly?

Nino debated getting up and going over to talk to the group but Lila and Alya were stationed in the middle of the gym, either girl would spot him if he made his way over to his secret friends. And he really didn’t feel like lying to his girlfriend today. 

‘ BANG ’

Everyone jumped as the doors to the school crashed into the walls behind them. All eyes on the entrance, taking in the petite form of Rose Lavillant. The small girl’s face was heated a blush pink, eyes narrowed into a glare and hands clenched into fists. Juleka stood on Rose’s right, her backpack slung over her shoulder and her girlfriend’s carried in her hands. Mylène stood on the girl’s left, arms crossed and an expression on her face that looked both angry and guilty. 

“LILA ROSSI!” 

His hand instinctively shot into the air, camera focusing on the trio. Nino had known Rose since he was five years old, and not once in all of those years, could he ever remember her yelling, nor could he ever remember her really being angry. And definitely not this rage fueled. No one spoke as the three girls made their way towards the center of the gym, Lila and Alya both standing helplessly in the girls’ sights. Nino took notice of his friends’ phones now trained on the pack as well. 

“Rose?” Lila asked. “Is everything oka-”

“SHUT UP!” 

Nino flinched at the pink girl’s tone, several others in the crowd did as well. 

“Rose what’s wrong?” Alya quickly inserted herself between the two as Nino stood, standing on a higher stair to get a better camera angle. 

“What’s wrong?” The blonde asked. “What’s wrong?!” Rose’s hand raised into the air, for a panicked moment Nino thought his girlfriend was going to get decked in the face. But then Rose’s finger shot out from her fist, pointing accusingly at Lila. “SHE’S A LIAR!” 

With her words came a few cheers from Marinette’s crew and a handful of others in the school who had come to resent the girl. 

Nino even heard one “preach” though he couldn’t tell where it had come from. 

“Ros-” Alya was cut off. 

“Everyone!” Mylène shouted, “Take out your phones and google Damian Wayne, you know the famous kid from Gotham? I’m sure everyone knows that he’s Lila’s boyfriend, or so she’s been telling us.” Mylène shot a glare over her shoulder at the brunette. “Go to his instagram!” 

Nino didn’t want to stop recording, thankfully he could see the people’s phones in front of him. The boy’s icon was a picture of him flipping off the camera with a rainbow painted on his cheek. His bio was only four lines. 

Damian Wayne

Animal Rights Activist 

My Boyfriend and Brother are the only ones who post on here

Please don’t talk to me

Nino tried really hard not to laugh, but couldn’t help his snicker. He knew pretty much instantly that Damian was not in fact Lila’s boyfriend, and doubted them ever actually meeting. But did she seriously not do even the smallest bit of research? There is no way it would have been that hard to figure out that the boy was gay, let alone in a relationship. 

“That’s right everybody!” Mylène shouted. “Damian Wayne has a boyfriend!”

“He’s cheating on me?” Lila asked eyes wide and heartbroken, Nino would admit, it was a good idea to save face. Claim the long distance son of a playboy was a player himself. If he didn’t know better he’d probably buy it. 

“They’ve been dating for three years.” Juleka’s voice was quiet but strong, the people around her who heard it started passing it back to those behind them who didn't.

Lila opened her mouth to spit out another lie but Rose beat her to the punch. “TWO YEARS, NINE MONTHS, THREE WEEKS, AND FIVE DAYS!” Her fists were clenched at her sides again, her whole body shaking. “THEY ARE TWO MONTHS AWAY FROM CELEBRATING THEIR THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! AND THIS-THIS...LIAR! IS TRYING TO TEAR APART THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER!”

Juleka placed a hand on her girlfriend’s shoulder, trying to calm her just a little bit. 

“Lila also lied about knowing the Waynes! Damian Wayne didn’t interact with anyone outside of his family until he was eleven! And Bruce Wayne confirmed that he doesn’t know anyone with the last name Rossi, and none of his friends have a daughter named Lila!” Mylène shouted. “The three of us talked to Damian Wayne today! Adrien Agreste is modeling with him right now in America! He asked Damian about Lila and he’s never even heard of her!” 

There were mixed reactions from the crowd surrounding them. Mylène suddenly shot her phone into the air. “He sent me a video telling the whole story! If anyone wants to watch it! I will happily show it to you!”

“I can so explain this!” Lila said, stepping forward. “You see, some of Gotham’s villains have come after my famil-“

“I SAID SHUT UP!” Rose screeched. “COLIN WILKES IS A PRECIOUS BOY WHO DESERVES THE WORLD! AND YOU ARE TRYING TO TAKE HIS PERSON FROM HIM JUST FOR A LITTLE ATTENTION!” Juleka pulled Rose back a step, worried about her girlfriend getting too out of control. “GOD!” She shouted. “YOU ARE SUCH A LITTLE...LITTLE-”

“Say it Rose!” Alix shouted from the side lines, Nino swore if her the short girl’s smile got any wider her face would crack in half.

“ATTENTION WHORE!” He almost dropped his phone. The crowd, which had started to get more vocal, went silent. Alya’s jaw dropped and even Lila was left speechless and wide eyed. 

“Oh my god.” Kim’s voice carried over the noiseless room. 

Rose was left fuming. Her body was still vibrating at a speed Nino was sure couldn’t healthy. Her cheeks were puffed out, making her eyes large, the blues popping out against her now red face. 

“Lila is a liar and nobody should believe a word she says.” The girl huffed. “I am the champion of love and justice,” she squared her shoulders. “And refuse to stand idle while someone destroys the bond of two sweethearts.” Rose took a deep breath before striking a pose similar to Sailor Moon’s iconic one. “In the name of true love, Liar Rossi, I will punish you!”

Nino was not prepared for the burst of applause that erupted from the crowd. He actually howled out a cheer of his own, phone focused on the girls in the center of the mob. He moved his phone to follow Lila as she went running out of the corral of applauding teenagers. He assumed she was heading for the bathroom, probably to fake cry till someone came to comfort her. 

A long, loud, exasperated sigh fell from his lips as he watched his girlfriend chase after the Italian girl. He shook his head as he stopped the video, tapping on his messaging app and sending the video to his best bro. 

DJBubbles: Dude

DJBubbles: how did u know this was going 2 happen?

… 

Alya hesitated outside of the bathroom door. Cautiously she glanced back over her shoulder, people were still cheering she could hear them from down the hall. She wished she could be with them. But she had a mission to see through, and with everyone turning on Lila she knew it was do or die time. 

She slipped her phone into her back pocket and took in a deep breath before pushing open the door, masking her face in concern as she approached the girl hunched over one of the sinks. Lila had her face in her hands, muffled crying sounds coming from behind her fingers.

“Lila?” She asked quietly. 

“Oh god!” Lila turned away from her. “Alya it’s so awful!” She took a few steps farther away, laying her head against the wall of the restroom. “I-I just-just…” 

“Lila it’s okay…” Alya placed her hand on the girl’s shoulder. “I’m sure this is all just a misunderstanding.”

Lila sniffled, looking at the girl over her shoulder. “It’s not.” She whispered. “I lied.” She turned her head away quickly. 

“Why?” Alya asked. 

“I don’t know.” Lila whipped around, tears streaming down her face. “I-well, I just-” She sniffled loudly. “I like Adrien so much.” She started, back leaning against the wall. “But he didn’t really seem to take notice of me, so I thought if while he was gone I could get everyone talking about how I had this awesome boyfriend it’d make him, well, I don’t know.” 

“You wanted Adrien to be jealous of Damian?” Alya asked, eyebrow cocked. 

“Y-yeah.” Lila looked down. “I know it was stupid and I just should have kept my mouth shut. But I didn’t know how else to get his attention.” A few more tears streamed down her cheeks, her hands raising to rub at her eyes. “I’m so sorry I lied to you.” 

Alya sighed. “Look, I can kind of see why you did it.” She crossed her arms. “But Adrien isn’t the type to respond to jealousy. In fact, if he did like you and found out you were with someone else, then he would gracefully bow out. He wouldn’t want to come between you two.” 

Lila’s eyes stayed focused on the floor. “I guess I didn’t think about that. He really is so sweet.” She whispered. 

“And while I don’t think you should have lied about dating Damian Wayne, I definitely don’t think Rose, Juleka, and Mylène had the right to humiliate you like that. It was uncalled for.” Alya’s eyebrows nicked together. “They should have just asked to talk to you in private. Seriously, I have never seen them act so vicious.” 

“Marinette must have turned them against me.” Lila’s face suddenly hardened. “She’s out to get me Alya. You know she is. She’s taking everyone away from me!” Lila surged forward, grabbing the girl’s shoulder. “She’s going to steal you too!” 

“Marinette will never steal me from you Lila.” Alya sucked in a deep breath. “Your my best friend, and I’ve got your back no matter what!” God that left such an awful taste in her mouth. 

“Thank you Alya!” Lila pulled the girl into a tight hug. One brunette’s face turned devious while it was hidden, the other simply rolled her eyes. 

… 

Nino took his seat at his desk, unable to hide the smile on his face. He was rewatching the video on his phone. He honestly hadn’t felt this good in a while, probably not since the last time he wielded the Turtle Miraculous. It felt like everything was over, but seeing as how Lila still had Alya, and probably Sabrina, who was out sick today, he figured it wasn’t. Meaning his job as mole wasn’t done quite yet. But the few minutes he had to celebrate the Liar’s major take down with his friends was invigorating and made him feel like he was operating at one hundred percent again. 

Rose, Juleka and Mylène all came into class together, everyone already in the room standing up and cheering for them. Alya and Lila weren’t back from the bathroom yet, so Nino applauded them from his seat. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen!” Kim shouted. “The hero of the hour, champion of love and justice herself!” He jumped up on his desk, extending his hands in an overly complicated gesture in Rose’s direction. “Ms. Rose Lavillant!” 

Nino’s classmates cheered harder as Nathanael walked forward and embraced the tiny girl in a hug. “We’ve missed you sweetness.” 

“I’ve missed you all too!” Rose hugged him back as forcefully as she could. “I’m so so sorry everyone!” She pulled back from the red head, positioning herself to look at those who filled the opposite side of the classroom as Nino. “Can you ever forgive me for falling for her lies?”

“It took all of us time to see she was lying,” Max came forward, setting his hand on Rose’s shoulder. “The important thing is that you finally saw through them.” 

“Yeah, she’s pretty good at covering her ass, none of us blame you for taking so long.” Alix said, kicking her feet up on the desk.

“Do you think we could have our old seats back?” Juleka asked, voice quiet as she stepped forward and took Rose’s hand. 

Kim jumped down from his and Alix’s shared desk. He held his arms wide open, embracing the two girls. “Welcome home babe.” He said, dramatized tears in his voice. “God we’ve missed you.” 

Alix rolled her eyes. “Knock it off drama queen.” She yelled. “Seriously though,” She swung her feet around on the bench, standing up and gesturing to the seats. “It’s good to have you two back.” 

“I think you mean three.” Max said, he and Nathanael had their arms draped over Mylène’s shoulders. The girl had a small blush dusting her cheeks as she climbed the steps towards the back of the room where her boyfriend sat.

“I’m really sorry I didn’t listen to you.” She whispered, eyes downcast. “Do you think you can forgive me?” Ivan gave a soft smile, scooting down the bench so that Mylène could sit by him. The girl sat down quickly, latching onto her boyfriend’s arm with a large smile. 

“Power couple’s back,” Kim whispered. “We got all our lovely ladies on the side of truth and justice, I know have video of Rose striking her cute ass sailor moon pose. It’s like all's right with the world!” He said, sitting down at Alix’s old desk, the girl having reclaimed her seat now that everybody’s favorite girlfriends had retaken their old desk.

Everyone was happily chattering away, Marinette’s crew filling in the three girls on everything they missed when Lila and Alya walked in. 

“Not all our lovely ladies have come to their senses.” Nino mumbled, resting his cheek against his fist. As long as Alya had yet to see the light, he couldn’t in good conscience retire as Marinette’s mole. And he certainly couldn’t leave his girlfriend alone with that coyote. 

“How can you still be friends with her?” Mylène asked. “After knowing everything was lie?” 

Alya shot the girl a dirty look. “She lied about having a boyfriend, that didn’t give you the right to humiliate her in front of the whole school.” She crossed her arms tightly over her chest. “I swear, you’ve all become as bad as Marinette.” Alya took her seat behind Nino, Lila sitting where Marinette once did, large crocodile tears still streaming down her face. 

“Seriously Nino?” Juleka whispered, disbelief in her eyes.

The boy simply shook his head, turning away from the majority of his classmates. Alix flipped around on her knees, leaning close to the goth girl and whispering into her ear, she then moved on to give the small explanation to Rose. In the back of the room Ivan was quietly filling Mylène in on Nino’s situation. 

The three girls were quiet, save for Rose’s soft. “Oh.” Thankfully it wasn't loud enough for Alya or Lila to hear. 

It wasn’t long before Miss Bustier came into the classroom. She set her papers down on her desk, then turned to write something on the board before finally facing the class. Her eyes scanned the room slowly, a loud sigh escaping her lips. “Okay,” She breathed. “Let’s just begin class.” The poor woman was so tired. 

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Iconic things about The Dick Van Dyke Show

-For the time The Dick Van Dyke Show was incredibly diverse. You got to remember this was the early 1960s, back in the day you were lucky to see African Americans in any capacity and when they were in shows or movies they were strictly in the service industry. That started to change in the late 50s to early 60s and TDVDS was kinda the start of that in Television. People of color were depicted in different capacities than usual. In the episode “That’s My Boy??” the actors Greg Morris and Mimi Dillard played a normal upper middle class family. In this episode Rob thinks that Laura and himself were sent home with the wrong baby from the hospital and he believes that their baby was taken by a family with the last name Peters. The Peters ended up being African American and they were depicted as well dressed and well spoken people who seemed to live in a similar area and walk of life as the Petries and in that episode the black couple is funny and completely sane whereas the white man (Rob) is depicted as the butt of the joke. Also at the end of the episode Rob subtly mentions how their son Richie is getting horrible grades and the Peters’ son is at the top of the class. It’s small things like that, that had never been seen on Television. In a episode named “The Man from My Uncle“ an actor by the name of Godfrey Campbell played an FBI agent. And that’s not counting the numerous POC in smaller roles or as extras in scenes. This was a time where you were lucky to see POC even as extras. -The feminism in TDVDS took amazing strides as well. There were times where Rob is shown to be very insecure, and I think that’s some of the most of it’s time aspects of the show. It’s not great, but it’s realistic. One of my favorite character choices for Laura Petrie is that we find out that she is proficient in self defense.... she learned self defense techniques when she was an entertainer for the troops. In the episode “My Mother Can Beat Up My Father,” a drunk at a bar harasses Laura and Rob tries to defend her and he gets laid out by the drunk. Laura then does a judo throw on the guy and lays him out. It becomes a big thing for Rob in that episode and he’s very insecure about the fact that Laura can take a guy that Rob can’t. But Laura does not apologize for that fact, and in one scene Rob is trying to prove that he’s all tough and so he challenges Laura to do the same throw with him. Laura doesn’t pretend she can’t do it to spare his fragile masculinity, she lays him out and if I remember correctly he broke a few bones. Also the character of Sally Rogers has been touted as one of the first women’s lib characters. She’s a Television writer alongside Rob and Buddy and she is treated with respect and is presumably paid the same as Buddy who is a writer on her same level. She is a proud career woman who is damn good at her job, and is an equal to the men in her workplace. Another big way that TDVDS broke ground was the fact that Laura wears capri pants. Believe it or not that caused a firestorm of controversy.... up to that point housewives had been shown as wearing dresses and skirts on TV and once the dust settled the fact that Mary Tyler Moore wore capri pants on TDVDS caused those pants to become a huge fashion craze in the 60s. -TDVDS became a huge hit starting with the second season against all odds. First off Carl Reiner had created the show a couple years prior and had actually shot a pilot with an entirely different cast and with himself in the lead, at that time it was called “Head Of The Family.” It aired and did not get picked up. Carl just gave up on it and it lay on a shelf collecting dust. A couple years later someone with the William Morris Agency tried to get Carl to retry it and he refused. That agent then went to the most successful producer at that time, Sheldon Leonard. Sheldon was known for having a perfect record for his pilots, absolutely all of them had been picked up to series, some of which were huge hit shows. Sheldon saw the show and immediately saw the potential. He approached Carl about the idea of retrying with an entirely different cast and name.... once a famous producer says they have faith in your show, how can you say no. So they set to the task of finding a cast. Dick Van Dyke was one of the first people to be cast in the show, and at that point Dick was in the middle of a successful run on Broadway in the show “Bye Bye Birdie” which he’d won a Tony Award for, but being successful on Broadway doesn’t usually translate to fame with the general public (up until Lin Manuel Miranda that was true). So not only did they cast an unknown in the lead role but they then turned around and named the show on the said unknown actor. That was an extremely ballsy and risky move. At the time there were a lot of shows named after actors but they were all famous stars like Doris Day etc. To name a show after an unknown actor was unheard of!! They then cast Mary Tyler Moore (who was an unknown), they cast Rose Marie (who was never hugely famous, but had a really good career on radio and in night clubs. But even if you consider her to have been famous, she was kind of a has been), Morey Amsterdam was cast (an unknown), Jerry Paris and Ann Morgan Guilbert were cast (also unknowns). It was really a cast full of unknowns in the leads. There were no big names. Which was really a disadvantage going in. The first season bombed, it was near the end of the Nielsen ratings and morale was severely low at the end of the season. Sheldon Leonard actually got word from a friend who was on the committee that decided which shows were cancelled and which her renewed, that the show had indeed been cancelled and it just hadn’t been announced yet. So Sheldon went into problem solving mode. He knew that going to the network wouldn’t get him anywhere. At that time sponsors were king and TDVDS had one of the biggest sponsors in the game, Proctor And Gamble. So Sheldon flew to Proctor And Gamble’s headquarters and in his own words he “sang mammy” in other words he begged and he charmed their pants off (figuratively) :) At the end of his pitch, they agreed to go to bat for the show... on one condition.... that he found a sponsor to sponsor the second half of the season. So he raced from sponsor to sponsor pitching his show and begging them to co sponsor them. He was in the middle of a pitch when he was alerted that Kent Cigarettes had decided to sponsor their second half. Proctor And Gamble and Kent Cigarettes went up against CBS and demanded that they renew TDVDS or else they would withdraw support from all their other popular shows. And CBS caved and renewed the show. With S2, TDVDS became a massive success and by the end of S5 the network was begging Carl Reiner to make another season but Carl wanted to end the show while they were still on top. TDVDS also became the darling of the awards shows. They continually swept the Emmys every year starting with S2. They won for writing, directing, and acting, it also won Best Comedy in 1966 with it’s final season.

-The scripts were largely based off of real life. Nowadays it’s more common for shows to take ideas from real life, but at the time Carl Reiner’s wish for authenticity was largely unheard of. Writers on the show described the writing sessions as therapy sessions because it would start with Carl probing into their life and them talking about embarrassing things that happened to them. Carl and the writers would take those ideas and make them bigger and crazier but there was always that nugget of truth in there.

-The marriage between Rob and Laura was also iconic. You gotta figure that I Love Lucy was a huge show of the past decade and it really shaped most future shows. In some ways TDVDS was the antithesis of that. Carl wanted to create a show where the main married couple was united... it was them against the world. He shied away from battle of the sexes storylines whenever possible. He wanted Rob and Laura to be clearly in love. And it’s a unique relationship where you can tell that those two have an active sex life... and that was really unique for the time.

-Carl Reiner made a decision at the beginning of the show that he would never use popular slang terms of the 60s. In fact if you watch beginning to end, only one slang term slipped in, in S5. Otherwise, he remarkably kept to that. Because of that crucial decision, TDVDS is not as dated as it could be and it has a very timeless feel to it.

-The cast was known to get along famously, there were only a few moments of tension, otherwise the set was known to be very light and there was little tension. They were all pranksters and the set was alive with hilarity, laughter, and pranks. They used to haze guest stars... most of the guest stars were fine with being hazed but there was one who did not take it so well. During the filming of one episode Robert Vaughn was the guest star and he was on the outskirts of the set waiting for his cue to come in. The actors led the entire cast and crew off the set and turned off the lights and left Robert waiting for his cue for about an hour, until he walked in to see what the holdup was only to find the entire cast and crew gone. It’s hilarious, but he wasn’t too happy. The cast was like a huge family, but most guest stars described them as being very welcoming as well.

Edit. Another iconic thing I almost forgot is the fact that certain episodes are used in film classes as examples of how to write comedy. It’s so funny and iconic that it is the textbook case of how to write comedy shows!!!! When will your favorite show ever... ;)

[sunnixsunshine]

Here are Vargas boys! Next are the Germanic boys + Hungary! :)

I decided keep 2p!Rome almost similar to the popular 2p!Rome because it just fit so well! Only difference is he isn't AS brutal all the time. He can be a civil person. I wanted to be sneaky with his name so I chose "Romulus" as one of his cognomen since it wasn't unheard of for a Roman to have more than one anyway(however 2 is max that I've seen so far). It's pretty common that once someone earns their cognomen to then be referred to as it over their praenomen— basically meaning 2p!Rome is still referred to as Romulus just like his 1p. 2p!Veneziano seems very similar to his 1p counterpart on the outside but that is not the case when you get to know him! Romano is still pretty similar to the popular rendition of 2p!Romano personality wise however he isn't as fashion crazy. Seborga, instead of being influenced by his brothers the most, he was influenced by France due to how close their boarders are. And yes, he is a natural blond. Romano is not. I’ve always headcanoned Seborga’s human name to be Romeo and so a Romeo and Juliet style name felt right to give him as a bit of a reference I suppose.

Their bios under the cut!

• 2p!Veneziano Italy

Lorenzo Vargas(homage to statesman Lorenzo de Medici); Lolo, Lori, and Lo are all the nicknames he allows Romano to call him(to an extent), aside from the commonly used Vene.

He's very stubborn when it comes to wanting to win at something. Everything he sees is a challenge to him. He's a very sore loser however. Some say it's because of how his grandfather often spoiled him. Others describe him to have a car salesman attitude— especially when after WW2 he took up to buying and then reselling vespas in his free time. All business, no play. His overly optimistic attitude is mostly for show. And he's a very forward person too. He's trained himself to have an inviting and charming smile in order to get what he wants, either a material possession or task. He's so serious most jokes/puns go over his head and metaphors sound like misinformed facts to him. Veneziano also takes everything as if it were official business. He often holds grudges and refuses to say sorry if he happens to be in the wrong. His anger isn't bad, but it is often compared to a rabid poodle.

• 2p!Romano Italy

Corrado Vargas(homage to Rococo painter Corrado Giaquinto); Veneziano calls him CC while others call him Coco as a reference to his favorite style(Rococo).

An occasionally over protective, doting older brother to Veneziano. Although he often claims and brags about being his grandpa Rome's favorite grandson— despite his grandfather clearly playing favorites with Veneziano— and looking the most like him as well, he very rarely expresses how much he actually misses him; it leads others to believe he's only proud of the inheritance. He likes fashion and all things designer— however he's very picky with what he wears as he doesn't want to get it ruined, which sometimes leads him to neglecting his most expensive clothing and it leaves him to wear his less expensive items over and over again. He's polite and very nice to his brothers, tourists, but not so much strangers. He used to bleach his hair blond very frequently(over time his hair returned to its brown color just lighter; some weird nation thing perhaps?) in the 1950s and 70s, but as time went on he grew tired of it and began redying his hair brown. The dye doesn't take too well to his hair so it washes out easily and ends up giving him a honey brown color opposed to the golden bronze he naturally used to have. He prides himself in his clean and orderly antique room and bedroom.

• 2p!Seborga

Benvolio Vargas(reference to Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet character Benvolio); His brothers affectionately call him Ben or Benny.

Basically a typical modern teenager nowadays. Back when he first declared his independence he was very bright and outgoing, mostly similar to Romano. No one is too sure what happened to happy little Benvolio, not even Romano or Veneziano. Monaco blames it on him being so close to France's border. Seborga tends to stay home in his own territory rather than visit his older brothers. He often sits at home and plays on his phone or other devices. Unbeknownst to his brothers, he actually wishes to spend more time with them. He claims independence but despite that he'd still like to be close to them. He just doesn't know how to tell them.

• 2p!Rome

Gaius Romulus Nero Vergilius(Or simply "Romulus"; homage to various Roman emperors and Rome founder)

Impulsive, obsessive, and very ruthless in battle. A very serious man who was always planning for some kind of war— "can't be too careful"— either it be in the near or distant future; although that doesn't mean he ever looked back on his plans as they mostly thought of without the emperor's or army's knowledge. He prided himself in his armies and his ability to maintain a civil society(considered one at that time) against those surrounding barbarians. If you can get him to laugh then that simply means he likes you and you were on his good side indefinitely. Although watch out if you ever make him angry. He will either hold a grudge or order for you to go straight to the Coliseum to fight for your freedom. He wasn't ever a fan of killing his own people, the Coliseum was always his solution for any Roman Citizen as they could easily fight for their freedom back. Outsiders, however, are another issue. Some weren't seen until they were already bone. He was always up for a spontaneous brawl. When his empire fell and yet he still thrived for several decades he began to grow his beard out in mourning for his once great empire, for which is how Veneziano remembers his grandfather as; a bearded man. Now whenever Rome appears Veneziano hardly recognizes him, not that he's even excited to see his favorite grandfather anyway. Romano, however, remembers grandpa with subtle stubble rather than the full facial rug. Nowadays, as he appears to the other nations, he's clean shaven and looks centuries younger than when he died.

[scotianostra]

9th October 1900 saw the birth in Edinburgh of Alastair Sim, the actor best known for his character and comedy roles.

He was the youngest of Alexander and Isabella Sim's four children. His father was a tailor who owned his own shop on Lothian Road, it is still a shop selling running gear nowadays. To use a suitable phrase for his father, I like the jib of the man, Alexander was one of a group of professional people in Edinburgh who noted the plight of wounded Veterans returning from the front who had little or no prospects of suitable accommodation or employment ahead of them. They founded the Scottish Veterans Garden City Association during the 1st World War and, under the chairmanship of Lord Salvesen, paid for the construction of houses for the use of returning servicemen.

Alexander Sim was offered, but refused, a knighthood.

For a time, the family lived above the shop, but as Alastair entered school, the business picked up enough that they were able to move to a house in Craigleith. Young Alistair was educated at Bruntsfield Primary, James Gillespie's High School and George Heriot's School. He worked for his father then another Edinburgh tailor but showed little aptitude and decided to enter Edinburgh University, studying analytical chemistry, but his further education was cut short when he was called up to the army. After the war he returned home and announced to his parents he was going to take up acting, this wnet down like a lead balloon and there was a falling out, Alistair left the family home and spent a year in the Scottish Highlands with a group of jobbing workers.

On returning to Edinburgh Sim took a post in the burgh assessor's office. In his spare time, he entered poetry reading classes, winning the gold medal for verse speaking at the Edinburgh Music Festival. This led to him taking a job as a Fulton lecturer in elocution at New College, part of the University of Edinburgh.

Alastair Sim began working as a stage actor in 1930, taking on minor roles. His deep talent was soon discovered, and he was cast as Othello that same year. In 1932, he met and married Naomi Plaskill, his muse and wife for life. The couple had one child, a daughter named Merlith. It wasn't long before Sim moved to films in supporting roles. One of his more memorable characters was that of Detective Sergeant Bingham in the film series Inspector Hornleigh. His on-screen presence was so dominant that he has often been credited with "stealing the scene" from the film's star actors.

Throughout the 1940s, Sim was cast in several lead roles; he starred in the thriller Green for Danger, the comedy The Happiest Days of Your Life and Alfred Hitchcock's Stage Fright, among other major films. One of Sim's better-known portrayals was that of Captain Hook in the production of Peter Pan, a role he reprised six times during his career. In a national cinema poll in 1950, Sim was voted the most popular film actor in Britain.

I think quite a few of us will remember Alastair Sim in a slightly different role to those I have already pointed out, growing up before we had all the TV channels we have now and watching the old black & white films and the classic Belles of St Trinians where he played headmistress Millicent Fritton.

Looking through his other roles, I spotted he played the notorious Dr Knox, not once-but twice. For those who don't know, the doctor of note was a professor of Anatomy at Edinburgh University, he paid Messrs Burke & Hare for fresh cadavers to demonstrate the human anatomy at the University.

I mentioned Alistair's father refusing a knighthood, and it pleases me to tell you he too refused the offer of becoming Sir Alistair Sim in the early 70's.

He died of cancer in August 1976, insisting that his body be used for medical research - and that there should be no memorial service for him. His widow lived until 1999; she published a memoir, Dance and Skylark: Fifty Years with Alastair Sim in 1987. 

There is a plaque, commemorating Sim's birth, outside the Filmhouse Cinema in Lothian Road, Edinburgh, only a short distance from where he was born above his father's shop.

[hello-sanjana]

Udaipur Tour (A City Of Lakes)

Udaipur Tour (A City Of Lakes)

It does not matter how many countries you explore.

There is always a special place in the heart for our own. And when it comes to the place which holds our cultural heritage, it automatically occupies that soft corner of your soul. And our  Udaipur Tour is definitely one of those.

Udaipur , the capital of the Mewar Kingdom is one of the most sought-after destinations for tourists all around the world. A city filled with eternal beauty and magic all over becomes a blessing in disguise for you even to be its minutest part.

So, this weekend, I planned a short Udaipur Tour with my family to the ‘city of lakes’.

A small introduction with the kingdom of Mewar in the former Rajputana Agency:

This beautiful city was founded in 1558 by Udai Singh II and after Akba besieged Chittorgarh. Udaipur is situated in the southernmost part of Rajasthan, nearby the Gujarat border.

Our Journey:

To reach from Delhi to Udaipur, you can opt for NH 48 and NH58 . And Delhi to Udaipur distance is about 663 KM, which will take almost 12 hours. We started our Udaipur Tour at 1 PM so that we can reach around 12 or 1 at night. If you are with family, always plan some buffer time for resting and comforting.

So, apart from the planning, we reached at 2 in the night from Delhi to Udaipur, where we had already had our booking for an ac lake view facing room in Thamla haveli, the rooms have the perfect look of Lake Pichola.

Places to Visit in Udaipur :

Jaisamand Lake: This hidden gem tucked away in the folds of the mountain and located almost 48 km away from the main city. The Lake is the second-largest artificial Lake in India and was built by Maharaja Jai Singh in 1685. This Lake was built for a purpose, Maharaja Jai Singh has created it to help his people battle a severe drought. The entire place is surrounded by ancient palaces, beautiful temples, and Ghats, which makes it one of the most lovely and most visiting place. If you are planning for a Udaipur Tour for your honeymoon or with a spouse, keep this place in your list. Look at sunset by this Lake and even hire a cruise to make your holiday memorable.Distance from the main city: Approx 1 KMVisiting hours: 9:00 AM – 6:00 PMEntry free: It is free.

Mewar Light and Sound Show at City Palace: This is the main focal point of Udaipur’s identity, and your tour is incomplete if you have not visited the City Palace. Being one of the best places to visit in Udaipur, the Palace persists as a giant conglomerate of mounting structures that include the Manek Chowk, Maharani Palace, Daawat-i-Khas and Daawat-i-Aam. Try to visit in the evening to catch the Mewar Light and Sound Show. Here you need to take tickets. 1. We bought a ticket for the City palace + Museum – Rs 115. If you are taking a Camera, it’s going to be 225 extra for this.Location: In the center of the cityVisiting Hours – 9:30 AM – 5:30 PM

Don’t miss the Boat Ride to Jag Mandir. Boat rides on Lake Pichola going to the Jag Mandir, a small island covering a tastefully constructed palace accompanying back to 1620 now serves as a luxurious hotel with a restaurant, bar, spa and al-fresco dining. The Jag Mandir Palace is an exquisite visitable place in Udaipur and has nestled in Pichola Lake’s estuary island. Crafted beautifully by top-notch marble, this place gives a mesmerizing view of the sunset. This place is ruled by three Maharajas, Maharana Amar Singh, Maharana Karan Singh and Maharana Jagat Singh, and was established as a summer resort.Distance from City Centre – 1 km

We have seen the puppet show during our Jaipur trip, and at Shilpgram we enjoyed it again, with camel rides and mud houses. Though it is a huge house and you can feel tired, Dal bati churma, an authentic Udaipur dish, will energize you back.

Haldighaati: Haldighaati, maybe you are familiar with this place- where the historical battle between the Rajputs and the Mughals took place. Where the great Maharana Pratab and his legendry Rajput army has participated in one of the biggest war. This place also has a carved statue from superior quality marble, dedicated to Chetak, and with the beautiful Mulela art wall hangings. If you want to shop for antique items, you can have a great tie here.

Fateh sagar lake – Then we went to Fateh Sagar lake, the huge and beautiful Lake. You cannot be even able to see the other side clearly.

Vintage Car Museum: if you are a car and automobile lover, we are sure you will love this place. This place’s vintage collection is one of the most admirable places, owned by Arvind Singh Mewar. Here along with Antique solar rickshaws, you can check for Rolls Royce, an MG-TC convertible, a Ford-A convertible and a Vauxhall-12 and many more.Distance from City Centre – 1 km

Sahelion ki Bari is a significant garden, which has fountains and kiosks, a lotus pool and marble elephants. It also has a small museum inside and was laid for a group of forty-eight maidens. It was built by Rana Sangram Singh who gifted this garden to his queen accompanied by 48 maids in her marriage.

Visiting Hours – 9:30 AM – 5:30 PM

Entry Charges – Adults: Rs. 250 per person

Children: Rs. 150 per person

Sajjangarh (Monsoon Palace): Here you can take your own car to a very high point. You have to go through the hilly area, but when you reach there, you will be amazed by the view of Udaipur city from here.

Jiyan Sagar, Udaipur: Also know as Badi ka Talab, this place will give you an attractive and energetic vibe in your Udaipur Tour. Truly made in traditional Artistic Rajasthani style beautiful chhatris can make your day. Commissioned by Maharana Raj Singh, this beautiful Lake is named after his mother Jana Devi.Free entry

Timings: 08:00 AM to 06:30 PM

You can ride a boat here too: Boat Ride Fee:

Rs. 30 per head for Regular boat

Rs. 200 per head for Motorboat

Rs. 400 per head for Speed Boat

Maharana Pratap Smarak: This place has a marvellous bronze statue of the great Maharana Pratap with his warrior and true friend, his horse Chetak. In their Udaipur Tour, People spend some time here to look and memorize this great warrior and to pay their tribute.Distance from City Centre – 46 kmTime needs to explore the place – half an hourVisiting Hours: April to September 7:30 AM – 7:30 PM

October to March: 7:30 AM – 7:00 PM

Outside the Royal Palace, you can find Jagdish Mandir, a large Hindu temple in the middle of Udaipur in Rajasthan. It is a big tourist attraction, and originally was called as the temple of Jagannath Rai but is now called Jagdish-ji. Temple.

Udaisagar Lake : Udaisagar lake is 13 km from Udaipur. Its construction started in 1559 by Maharana Udai Singh And it was completed in 1565. Maharana Udai Singh was constructed on Berach River So that their Kingdom get water supply. Nowadays the water of this lake used in the zinc smelter to close Debari.In 1573 Kunwar Man Singh fed Maharana Pratap Singh to talk about surrendering of Akbar (Mughal Emperor) on the banks of Uday Sagar lake. But Maharana Pratap Singh refused to come and Kunwar Man Singh Insulted. And then this incident led to the battle of Haldighati in 1576. Peple are visiting here to enjoy the serene waters of this lake.Distance from City Centre – 13 km

Rajsamand Lake : This Rajsamand Lake is one of the the five most popular lake in Udaipur. This lake was 66 km far from Udaipur. This Lake is also known as Rajsamudra lake in Rajasthan. This Rajsamand Lake was built by Maharana Raj Singh in 1660. The main supplier of water of Rajsamand Lake is Gomti River.In 17th centuary when this lake was made, this lake was very glorious.On the southern end of the lake, All the huge Embankment is made up of white marble.Rajsamand Lake has marble terraces and stones steps, here Maharana Raj Singh used to watch the Tuladan event here, organized by descendants and the king stand there and distributed gold to the Brahmin. On the banks of the lake there was a ‘Nawchowki’ Which was constructed by Maharana Raj Singh. The history of Mewar described in 1017 stanzas, on twenty seven marble slabs, that are called ‘Raj Prasasti’. And this is India’s longest Acknowledge. Rajsamand Lake (Rajsamudra Lake) a huge of water 66 km north of Udaipur between the towns of Raj Nagar and Kanbroli.

Time needs to explore the place – half an hour

Timings: All around the day

Free entry

Distance from City Centre – 62.2  km

Time needs to explore the place – half an hour

Timings: All around the day

Free entry

Doodh Talai : Have you ever wondered why it is called Doodh Talai? There are many stories of people but according to old people doodh talai ( A small milk pond ) which fulfilled their needed that were present in government cow shelters ( Raajakeey Goshalas) which is fulfilled the requirement of milk in heritage kichen.Later on government was shifted to vilas and brought daily for grazing, drinking water and for bathing purpose at Doodh Talai. Then it was later concevived that this unique fresh reservoir was meant for the Royal concern.Distance from City Centre –  5.2 kmTimings: 08:00 AM to 10:00 PM

Manikya Lal Verma Garden :- The Manikya Lal Verma Garden is also known as Doodh Talai Garden. Lake Pichola and Doodh Talai looks beautiful from here. The Manikya Lal Verma park was constructed in the year 1995 by Nagar Parishad ( Municipal Council), Udaipur and was name after Manikya Lal Verma ( Former Chief Minister of Rajasthan ). There was Two different routes to reach the garden, one for walking and one for vehicles and above this is the temple of  Karni Mata.

Entry Charges: Rs. 10 per adult

Doodh talai is located quite near the centre of the Udaipur. Doodh Talai is surrounded by small hillocks that are:-

Deen Dayal Upadhyay park ( Rock Garden or Musical Fountain Garden )

Manikya Lal Verma Garden

The Rope Way

Lake Pichola

Jungle Safari

Due to greenery and tourist attraction everywhere, it is a very famous spot to explore in your Udaipur Tour, in one place we can enjoy the fast food counter camel and horse Ride and Boat Ride.

Deen Dayal Upadhyay park ( Rock Garden or Musical Fountain Garden ) :- Next to the Manikya Lal verma Garden, a small Pt. Deen Dayal Upadhyay park is located. It was developed by UIT ( Urban Improvement Trust ) Udaipur. The best thing here is that Rajasthan’s first “ Musical Fountain “ was manufactured here by  “ Yagnik Mechanical Engineering works” And sunset is also very beautiful from here.

The Rope Way ( Mansapurna Karni Mata Ropeway ) :- Here is a Ropeway which passes over Deen Dayal Upadhyay Park which leads Karni Mata Temple, this cabin car business person Kailash Khandelwal had developed collaboration with UIT. This cabin car runs at a height of 500 meters from the ground. This is the first ropeway of Rajasthan which is a beautiful adventure in 4 minutes.

Lake Pichola :- Lake Pichola is another place that attracts people and lake Pichola has four islands. ( Jag Niwas, Mohan Mandir, Jag Mandir and Arsi villas ) that represent the royal architecture of Mewar. To see the scene og scenic view one has to ride th sunset boat ride which is 200 rupess per person and can also take Camel and horse ride on the lake side of Lake Pichola.

After exploring all this, visit jungle safari Separately which is 3.5 km from Lake Pichola

The grand Udaipur forts and palaces , lake Pichola, lake Badi and pretty cafes are a few places to vist in Udaipur.

Udaipur had reserved a beautiful spot in my heart and mind I want to Visit here again. It was such as enthralling feeling of meeting an old lover.

So based on my personal experience, here above is my list for palaces to visit in Udaipur. And I have covered all important points like-  All places entry fee, their visiting time and how to reach Udaipur and places.

This Udaipur Tour was a refresher for all of us, after staying too long at home. And even at the end of all this, I can say if you are willing to stay at a place for a little longer just because it calms your soul, stay there.

Finally, our trip to Udaipur ended with some crazy experiences and memorable moments, which actually are going to be counted.

Stay connected with us, to explore unexplored. Because you never know!!!!

[latin-dr-robotnik]

Master Emerald Travel Advisor (M.E.T.A.) -  Soleanna New City

For centuries Soleanna has served as one of the world’s most important political hubs, with an equally rich cultural history. During its golden years, no other kingdom in the region could stand a chance against Soleanna’s mightiest champions, and those who refused to unite under the kingdom’s flag would face the wrath of its ancient god, Solaris.

However, in recent years a new development has been taking most of the fame out of Old Town Soleanna. Ever since 2006, the Soleanna New City has positioned itself as the go-to destination for any tourist looking for luxurious modern Spa-Resorts, the prettiest beaches this side of the pond at just walking distance of the City Center, and a myriad of activities to discover and enjoy, including Soleanna’s water sports competitive scene. Our META correspondent at Soleanna was tasked with asking notable tourists about their experience in the New City, and what would they recommend about this booming travel destination.

We asked time and space hero Sonic the Hedgehog about his time in Soleanna New City, and he had the following to say:

“It’s a pretty nice place, y’know? It may look like a bustling metropolis from the outside, but in reality it’s super chill around here, and I like it for that. There are lots of water sports being celebrated here, and I would love to try them if not for the fact that... well... I don’t like water. Apart from that, the food is great, the pier is a good place to attend at night -when they usually do a festival or two- and all in all I recommend this place.”

When asked about Princess Elise’s proposal to him to stay for longer than intended with everything included, the hedgehog said:

“I’m very grateful for the Princess’ offer and everything, but I just don’t... like... the way she looks at me, it creeps me out, man. Amy’s feeling the same, too, she’s got quite defensive ever since the Royal Guard asked me to consider the Princess’ offer, and at one point I told her ‘hey Ames, you sure you wanna do this? We can leave this place if you’re not enjoying it...’ but she said it was fine. You know something? She has been quite the loving and supporting girlfr---Oh, hold on, I... wasn’t supposed to say that. Can we... leave it out the interview? ...no? Oh... okay... this is... embarrassing.”

Our correspondent managed to get an interview out of Pop music megastar Silver the Hedgehog as well. This is what the star had to say about Soleanna New City:

“I LOVE this place! Ever since my first visit from the future, I instantly FELL IN LOVE with the New City. It’s so modern and fun and colorful... and it’s still in one piece! 

I remember I wrote my first single, Dreams of an Absolution, during a night I spent at the very beautiful Soleana Hotel, just around the block from here. I was looking at the moonlight shining over the ocean, and got inspired on the spot to write a song about... well, what is that song about anyway? 

This place helped me kickstart my music career, and I’m forever grateful for it.”

About his current visit, Silver told META:

“Nowadays I come to this place to relax and enjoy the view. The other night I was having dinner with Blaze at a restaurant called ‘Genesis’ -great food by the way!- and it was a very sweet time! At least... at least until she had to... disappear. It’s alright, don’t worry. I’m used to it. 

After that, I hung out with that guy... what’s his name? Memphis? And everything was all fine until he wanted to show me his gamer pad or something. I don’t know, I’m no gamer, and I didn’t want to make him feel bad, but I had to leave him. 

Now I should be heading to the beach, as I’ll be hanging around with the Chaotix boys. They said they were looking for some kind of crab or something for a client I think, but I told them this ain’t Seaside Hill! This place is WAY BETTER! See ya!”

Finally, just before closing this very special edition of M.E.T.A, we managed to secure a chat with the world’s most secret kitty lover and rescuer - Shadow the Hedgehog. Our correspondent asked him about his business in New City:

“I’m just here riding my bike. I get a kick at blasting loud Crush 40 riffs at night and watching everyone as they turn around to look at me, ‘cause I’m the coolest. This place seems like any other I’ve been to, but something feels awfully familiar about it...

No. Wait. This can’t be... ‘Soleanna’? DAMN IT, I THOUGHT WE RETCONNED THIS PLACE OUT OF EXISTANCE! WHAT THE F---”

And there you have it, all the reasons you should consider Soleanna New City as your next travel destination. Scroll down below to find the best deals and the best hotels from our agents at Master Emerald Travel Advisor, and don’t let this opportunity to visit this very popular place for yound and old alike pass by! Remember:

If you follow the M.E.T.A. you follow the best!

[Author’s note: If you enjoyed this post, make sure to check out “Twinkle Park: a couple’s paradise?” or My Special Content page!]

[lettersofwrittencollective]

The Pull (24/?)

Summary: The Ragnulf’s are one of the oldest lines of werewolves known. A gift from ancient times was given to the line. Though not all of the line will experience it. There are some who will experience a Pull. This Pull leads them to their true mate, a soulmate. The problem is, just because the wolf finds their true mate does not mean that they are the same for that person.

Author: @lettersofwrittencollective

Pairing: Stiles x Hale!Cousin OC (Reader)

Word count: 2242

Warnings: 

A/N: So let me know what you think :) I wanted something cute and I absolutely adore Melissa McCall. Hopefully, I did her justice! 

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You watch as Melissa gives Stiles a shot that knocks him out. When she tucks him in, you hear him thank her but it’s what he calls her that surprises you. It apparently surprises her as well because she pauses before she finishes putting the blanket on him.

“You guys are really important to him, aren’t you?”  you ask her softly, thinking of the way that Stiles trusts Scott and now this.

She looks at him, that adoring look that mothers have for all their kids gleaming in her eyes before she turns to you and nods her head. “He means just as much to us.”

She crosses the room and before you realize it, she’s put her hands on your shoulders and is directing you towards the chair in the room. You obligingly sit down, she cups your face and then looks you in the eye before her eyes are roving the rest of your face.

Confused, you sit there and basically allow her to complete her inspection of you. As she’s inspecting you she begins to ask questions, “So, you’re friends with Isaac?”

You nod your head and as she pulls back, she raises an eyebrow at you. “And you’re friends with Scott and Stiles?”

“I mean more Stiles than Scott I would say but I guess so,” you say with a shrug. Melissa tilts her head as she looks at you. The room is silent for a moment and you’re not sure what she’s thinking or what you’re supposed to say.

She shrugs her shoulders before grabbing the bottle she had used with Stiles the midazolam. At your questioning look, she says “You are almost as sleep deprived as Stiles and you, also, need your rest.”

You shake your head, “That Ummm, that won’t work on me.”

“Of course not. I forgot for a moment there.” She says with a sigh and sets both the needle and the vial down. She sighs and motions for you to follow her. It takes you a moment after she’s left, not sure that you like the idea of leaving Stiles on his own, but you follow the curly haired woman out and she shows you to another patient room.

Stepping into the room, you sit on the edge of the bed she motions to. She starts to ask you some basic questions and puts together a chart for you. You’re not sure you quite understand why seeing as you’re not being admitted but you go with it.

Once she’s asked you the questions that she needs to you ask if you can go back and check on Stiles. She gives you an odd look and you can feel your body warming. You’re about to try and make something up when she asks, “What is he to you?”

“My friend.”

She gave you a look like she was trying to decide if you were lying to her or not. Refusing to look away, you waited for her to push back. After a moment, she seems to make up her mind that you aren’t lying to her or that she’s going to accept your words as they are.

She nods her head and you thank her for her time before making your way back to room 315. Once you get there, you sit in one of the chairs against the wall and try to get as comfortable as possible. Pulling a notebook from your backpack, you open the page back up to the one of the weird vision or whatever it was you’d had when the electricity had struck you the night Barrow had kidnapped Kira.

Though you weren’t exactly sure what they all had in common you and Stiles had been able to find some myths that may have something to do with what you had seen. There was the story of Anansi, a West African trickster. One of his stories that fit because he’d apparently had to carry the coffin of a court jester after he’d killed him.

You know that Hermes’ Rod of Asclepius had been used to save you from the eagle which you’re not sure what that means. That was one of the things that also confused you, why would an eagle

Pulling out your phone, you looked up eagles and what they mean in different cultures. The problem is that there are so many of them. You weren’t sure what kind of eagle had been in the vision but the most popular it seemed was the Golden Eagle. Closer to home, there was the Eagle that sat on Yggdrasil. The First Nations people had their own stories about Eagles and each of those were as diverse as the groups of people they came from.

You’d written each of these down and some small descriptions for each over the course of an hour or so but none of them seemed to actually work or make sense to you. Crossing them out, you found yourself becoming increasingly more and more frustrated with what you had and what had been crossed out.

It didn’t take you long to figure out that you were on the wrong track with what you had found. Tearing out the paper and wadding it up, you growled as you thew it towards the trash bin. Of course, because that’s just the kind of luck you'd had recently, Melissa had opened the door without you noticed and you’d hit her in the head.

She stopped for a moment,  surprise flickering across her features and was closer to the wad of paper, she bent to pick it up. “Paper giving you a hard time?”

Covering your face with your hands, you apologized to her before getting up and taking the paper from her. A sigh escapes your lips and you shake your head, “Not the paper. More just this- dream? That I had and there was a lot going on. Trying to figure out if any of it means anything.”

“Well, what was the dream about?”

You pause for a moment and look at her, she seems to recognize your hesitance because she holds her hand out in the typical “give me that” parental gesture you’ve seen so many times. Handing the paper over to her, you watch as she uncrumpled it and looks at the information you’ve written about what eagles can mean to different cultures.

“So umm, yeah… It was kind of weird but then aren’t all dreams? There was a spider with a box that Stiles and I have figured out seems to make the most sense with one of the stories associated with Anansi, a trickster. Then there was an eagle trying to kill me, it was this huge eagle that was swooping down like I was going to be this little field mouse for its dinner but it was then impaled by Hermes’ Rod of Asclepius.”

Melissa gave you a look that you could only describe as shocked. You chuckle and nod your head. “Pretty sure that would be my face if someone elsewhere to tell me the same thing. It was just so, weird. And then that tree that Stiles told you about?” You waited for her to nod her head, “The tree was there and so was,” you faltered mid-sentence. Unsure if you should tell Melissa it was Stiles.

“Stiles?” You looked at her and could feel yourself begin to panic.

“How did you-” you trailed off as you tilted your head in her, hands motioning towards her in your confusion.

Lifting her hand, Melissa counted off, “Well you haven’t left his side since he basically got here. Whenever Scott talks about Stiles nowadays your name comes up as well, he seems to be pretty attached to you, and you looked at him just now. So, what happened with Stiles?”

“He was at the tree, the Nemeton, surrounded by fireflies and a- umm a Valkyrie was reaching out towards him.”

“A Valkyrie?”

You have to think about it for a second, “Umm so they’re from the Norse pantheon. Basically, women who were the ones that choose which of the dead on a battlefield have earned a place amongst the warriors of Valhalla.”

Melissa raises an eyebrow at you like it’s not the craziest thing she’s heard but she really wishes it was. Waiting for her to respond, you flatten out the paper you’d been working on and put it back in the notebook, figuring you may get someth8ng more out of it later when you’re not as frustrated.

“You don’t think it was just any kind of dream do you?” She asked you softly, horror underlying her voice.

Sinking back down into the chair, rubbing your face, which is becoming a terrible habit, you run your nails across your scalp before responding, “It wasn't a dream. It happened the night that we saved Kira from Barrow.” At Melissa’s look of confusion, you continued, “There was some kind of electrical thing and I must have gotten hit with some electricity cause the next thing I knew  This is what I was seeing.”

“You think it was some kind of vision?” she asks and when you nod your head, she looks over to Stiles. “Is he in trouble?”

“I’m not sure. There was a reference to that trickster tale, but the Rod is a healers thing and I haven’t been able to figure out the eagle, the fireflies or the Valkyrie.”

“I thought you said the Valkyrie was Norse?”

“Yeah, but they’re supposed to be picking warriors for Valhalla. Why would there be one going after Stiles if he’s not dead?”

“So they only take the dead?”

“Ye-” you trailed off as you remembered the stories of Brünhild, the Valkyrie that had gone against Odin because she favored a younger king and Svafa, who had fallen in love with a mortal man. They were stories that your mother had told you when you were little. Stories that you had thought romantic as a child though now you weren’t so sure if they were romantic, heart-breaking or just plain dumb. “No, they can influence a battle to swing one way or the other. They’re fallible and can be swayed by their emotions…Ugh, why can’t these things ever be clear?”

Melissa chuckled and then came over to sit on the arm of the chair you were in. Putting an arm around your shoulders, she pulled you into a hug. “Oh, sweetheart, very few things in life are ever clear. Take it from someone who has a couple years of experience in it.”

“Tell you what,” she continued, “I’ve been looking into werewolves and have come across quite a bit of Greek myths outside of the regular Zeus, Hades, and gang. I’ll go back through and see if I can find anything about an Eagle and then help you look into the others as well.”

You thank her for the offer and she gets up to go check on Stiles. You watch as she takes his vitals and notes the information in his chart. He’s still asleep through all of this and you can’t help but feel relieved that he’s getting some rest.

“When was the last time you had a good night's rest?”

You’re caught off guard by the question. You’d been so distracted by Stiles you hadn’t noticed that Melissa had completed her check and since you were the only other person in the room, well, it had to be you.

Contemplating the question, it takes you a moment to realize, “It’s been literal months since the last time. It’s always one thing or another that wakes me up.”

She cups your face in the same way that your aunt used to before the insanity got the best of her, and you can feel your heart clench painfully and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to not break down in tears at that moment.

You can see the worry in her eyes and you shake your head. “I promise, I am getting more sleep than he is. Just the other day I fell asleep at his house and he let me sleep for like 4 hours… I think it was 4.  That was probably the best nap I’d had in a while too. Besides, it’s not like I need a whole lot of sleep anyways.”

She sighs and it sounds like in that sigh is a heavy weight that you can practically feel reverberating through the room. “Alright, well I’m off in a couple hours. You’ll come with me and we’ll get you a change of clothes and some food then you can come stand vigil.”

“But-”

“No arguments. He’s here, he will be safe for an hour or two while you get some actual food in your system and some clean clothes,” she cuts you off with a pointed look at what you have on.

Looking down you realize that you’re still in the black leggings from last night with Stiles’ flannel thrown over your torso. You should feel embarrassed or sheepish. Your skin should be heating up but, interestingly, you find that you’re oddly kind of proud of the outfit you have on. Melissa’s not wrong though, you do need to get into clean clothes and you need some actual food. So, you nod your head and she leaves.

You must have dozed off because the next thing you know, you’re being woken by a knock at the door.

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Posted 15 May 2019