#Support demand tripled

[1cafezinho]

Hello everyone,

Brazil is underwater, and we come here asking you for your help.

As some of you may know, the state of Rio Grande do Sul (RS) has been getting torrential rains since last Monday (29/04/24).

In four days, it has rained 436,2 millimeters (17,2 inches), which’s triple the normal amount in a month, which is 140 millimeters (5,5 inches) 

More than two great rivers in our region had their volume duplicated, or sometimes, triplicated in size.

This means all the cities that are close to these rivers ended up completely underwater

There were more than 110 towns flooded and the estimate is that more than half a million people have been affected by this climate disaster. There are also thousands of people who are arriving in my city (the state capital, Porto Alegre) as climate refugees, coming from communities displaced by the floods.

Through this unprecedented tragedy we have been really happy to see entire communities mobilizing to help others. Still, there are people who have lost everything, especially those in marginalized communities living in precarious, unsafe and unsanitary housing.

That’s where you come in. We need money. Money to buy food, clothes, medicine, basic hygiene products, mattresses so that refugees have a place to sleep, basically everything.

Right now, the biggest demand is drinkable water: my city is almost completely out of water, because the water treatment stations have been flooded. 

We understand that you may be able to give very little, but also what is little to you means A Lot more to us. Just a dollar is enough to buy 5 liters of fresh water. 

Here are the links for international donations: 

(these donations are managed by people I know and trust. if you can, donate to them and not the government, but I’ll include that below as well. we don't trust the government to do anything right now, basically) 

This is another option:

Government donations:

And here is some international news coverage of what’s happening:

PLEASE share and donate anything you can. Everything is greatly appreciated. 

[saydams]

https://www.mass.gov/news/governor-maura-healey-signs-most-ambitious-legislation-to-address-housing-costs-in-state-history

"Governor Maura Healey today signed into law the most ambitious legislation in Massachusetts history to tackle the state’s greatest challenge – housing costs. The Affordable Homes Act and related initiatives will support the production, preservation and rehabilitation of more than 65,000 homes statewide over the next five years. It is the largest housing bond bill ever filed in Massachusetts, at more than triple the spending authorizations of the last housing bill passed in 2018. 

The historic legislation authorizes $5.16 billion in spending over the next five years along with 49 policy initiatives to counter rising housing costs caused by high demand and limited supply. Key spending authorizations and policy changes include allowing accessory dwelling units, an unprecedented investment in modernizing the state’s public housing system, boosts to programs that support first-time homebuyers and homeownership, incentives to build more housing for low to moderate-income residents, support for the conversion of vacant commercial space to housing and support for sustainable and green housing initiatives." /end excerpt

[fashionteahouse]

what about paul x reader when she tell him she is pregnant and start crying about her fear not being a good mom

omg yesss hope you enjoy :)

i think - paul x reader

The eyes flickered to the white paper that was supported with fingers, to the blinding of the lights, and back at the doctor. You had to blink a couple of times, not fully trying to believe it. There had to be an error.

"Is there any plans that you have thought about?" the professional asks you.

"Are you sure that it's positive?" you ask back, not trying to be under false positives.

A chuckle comes in as their eyes look back down on the paper, "You've been coming to me since a small child. We triple checked."

Not only your heart, your mind starts racing. You don't even catch the rest of the words out of the doctor's mouth.

You didn't come inside the home straight away. You trudge in the home, with sounds coming from the kitchen. Not wanting to face the question of what happened, you cut and go into the bedroom instead.

"Why do you have your head down like you got beat up?" A voice soon says from the doorway. You pick your head up and look back at Paul, the comment makes you smile softly but the frown infects your face once more.

"I just came from the doctors." You said.

"Right. Is everything alright?" he asks carefully, coming in further.

You nod. But you just stand there. The flare of your nostrils makes Paul display a face of concern. He moves in closer but you shake your head and put a smile to show that you're okay. He pulls you in and your lip starts to quiver as hot fresh tears trickle down. You blink them away but they keep pouring out and Paul gently squeeze you tight, "Y/N, what's wrong. Talk to me."

You open your mouth to talk but it turns into a small sob. He takes two thumbs to wipe the fast tears as he leans down, "What's wrong?" he asks again but it's soft and gentle like an angel's voice.

"I can't..." You start to say and hiccup a bit, but Paul rubs your back and says, "Calm down, I can't understand you. Tell me what's wrong."

You find a bit of composure, slightly sobering up the overflow of tears as you speak more clearly, "I'm a mess. I can't.." you say as you shake your head as you stare straight at him in the eyes and go into a ramble, "I can't raise a kid..Me? As a mom? Impossible? I think I would do a horrible job and I have so much-" you hiccup again and all of the self doubt makes you emotional all over again.

"Wait, wait? What do you mean? Who's kid?" Paul questions, not fully seeing the picture.

You make a frustrated face, "Our kid. The doctors said that we're going to be parents, but I can't do it."

Paul's face is blank but forms into an overjoyed being as the words, "We're going to be parents," was presented to his ears.

"We're going to be parents?" he asks with a bright smile on his face. You nod and he hugs you tight, pressing you to his chest as he laughs in disbelief.

"Oh my goodness Y/N, why are you crying? You scared me!" he says with great relief as he looks down at you with a grin on his face.

You take one heel of your hand and wipe the bottom of your eye, "Because, I'm not going to be the mother that the baby needs. It's scary... What if I'm not going to be a good mom?" you reply in a small but quivery voice.

"What?!" he says, he looks at you for a long moment before your eyes close again to release fresh tears but two warm thumbs brush them to the side.

"Look at me." he demands firmly but softly. You open your wet eyes to find focused and determined eyes staring back.

"Don't say that. I don't know why you think that nonsense. Cut it out." he says then he lays his cheek on the top of your head, hugging him close to you.

"I think, I wouldn't do a good job. I don't want to screw this up." you tell him, opening your fears up wide to him.

"I think, you would do an amazing job. I know you would be an amazing mom." he says as you sniff the last bit of sadness away. The sureness of his voice made a whimsical wave of warmth pump throughout your entire body. At that moment, your fears turned into hopes for the future with Paul and your new beginning.

[talonabraxas]

New Moon in Scorpio 2024: Seeds of Transformation

Hekate "Triple Goddess" Talon Abraxas

On October 31, 01:05 PM —

On November 1, 08:46 AM EST, we experience a New Moon at 9º34’ of Scorpio. This event is an opportunity to plant seeds of transformation and invite profound and lasting change in our reality by letting go of what has run its course or no longer serves us.

The Scorpio New Moon is a particularly relevant event for individuals born with natal placements in Fixed Signs (Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius). The people personally impacted by this New Moon will have tangible and clear opportunities to transform specific areas of their lives and explore the root of any feelings of stuckness or resistance to change. This event will push them to confront deep-seated patterns and let go of what holds them back from growing.

New Moon in Scorpio: Exploring Darkness

New Moons mark the start of the lunar cycle: at this time of the month, the Moon is still invisible from our perspective on Earth. While she was disappearing from the night sky, gradually leaving us in complete darkness, she offered us opportunities to slow down the pace of our outer lives and invited us to nurture our inner lives and make more time for stillness and silence.

As the Sun and the Moon meet in the Fixed Water sign of Scorpio, we enter a lunar month particularly focused on our personal transformation journey: the invitation for us is to release what keeps us stuck and stagnant, challenge our existing limitations, and deepen our understanding of our psychology and emotional nature. This event encourages us to plant new seeds, set intentions for the weeks ahead, and renew areas of our lives in need of change and transformation. From now on, the momentum will gradually increase as the Moon will become visible again in the night sky, reaching her peak in two weeks, when the Full Moon in Taurus takes place.

Making the Unconscious Conscious

When the Moon is in Scorpio, we have an opportunity to explore our darkest, most intense and complex emotions and refine our ability to stay present as they arise, yet without letting them consume us.

In Scorpio, the Moon challenges us to ask ourselves and others more profound questions and refuse superficial answers. The focus goes on uncovering, revealing, and unearthing the link between our behaviors and choices and our wounds, disowned needs, and unacknowledged desires. Making the unconscious conscious, as Carl Jung said, becomes the central theme of the upcoming lunar month, one that will be colored by an intense pressure to evolve, grow, and transform, both individually and collectively.

This Scorpio New Moon won’t allow us to remain in the safety of denial or avoidance. This event demands emotional self-honesty: the lunar cycle that is starting is a time to face our shadows head-on and let go of ways of being that are no longer sustainable.

New Moon trine Saturn: Emotional Maturation

The Sun and the New Moon in Scorpio are forming a trine to retrograde Saturn in Pisces. Trines are 120º angles, aspects of flow and harmony that represent an effortless and organic connection between planets transiting signs that belong to the same element. The alignment between the New Moon and Saturn, the planet of responsibility, boundaries, and maturation processes will support and sustain those of us who have a sincere desire to mature emotionally and are willing to self-reflect.

In Pisces, Saturn’s transit has been marking a collective period of spiritual maturation, underlining the importance of being aware of tendencies toward avoidance and escapism and acting in integrity with our higher values. Saturn’s alignment to the Scorpio New Moon will support our ability to stay grounded as we navigate intense emotional experiences and motivate us to remain committed to our healing and transformation.

The Mars-Pluto Opposition: Egoic Desires vs Soul Desires

As the Scorpio New Moon takes place, Mars and Pluto are exactly opposing each other, respectively in Cancer and Capricorn. This is a very powerful aspect, and it is particularly significant in the context of this New Moon since we are dealing with the traditional (Mars) and the modern (Pluto) rulers of Scorpio.

The Mars-Pluto opposition increases our determination and drive, heightens our desire for intensity, and can bring repressed anger and unconscious fears to the surface. This alignment brings the spotlight on the tension between our egoic desires and our Soul’s desires. Around this time, many of us are experiencing a growing friction between what we think we want and need, and the path our Soul chose for us.

Mars being in Cancer offers us opportunities to see how unhealed wounds and unmet emotional needs from childhood can lead us to make choices that don’t serve our highest good and keep us stuck in dysfunctional attachments and patterns that limit our growth. Meanwhile, Pluto in Capricorn urges us to recognize our tendencies toward workaholism or an obsession with status, achievements, and material security as ways to avoid confronting emotional pain from our past.

Mars opposite Pluto: Evolutionary Threshold

As Pluto is entering Aquarius in November, we are experiencing the final Mars-Pluto opposition in the signs of Cancer and Capricorn. This alignment, happening at the critical 29º of both signs, marks a collective evolutionary threshold and offers us an opportunity to move beyond the polarization that often arises with oppositions and find a way to reconcile seemingly opposite and irreconcilable needs and desires.

The activation of the 29º marks a time of critical adjustments, breakthroughs, and potential turning points relative to the process we have been through in the past weeks, since Mars started opposing Pluto, but also within the broader context of the entire Pluto in Capricorn transit.

Moreover, the Mars-Pluto opposition is part of a larger aspect pattern technically known as a Kite, that also involves Mercury and Neptune, respectively trine and sextile Mars and Pluto. The Kite consists of a Grand Trine and a fourth planet opposing one of the planets in the Grand Trine. This configuration facilitates the release and resolution of the tension described by the opposition and supports our ability to access the wisdom and the lessons behind the struggle.

Mercury is opposing Uranus, while Venus is squaring Saturn and opposing Jupiter

As the New Moon in Scorpio takes place, Mercury, also in Scorpio, is opposing Uranus, retrograde in Taurus. The Mercury-Uranus alignment increases the general restlessness and facilitates access to sudden insights and downloads, as well as radical shifts in our thinking. The Mercury-Uranus opposition is part of another Kite pattern that involves Mars and Neptune, both trine Mercury and sextile Uranus. The prominence of the Kite pattern suggests that many of us will be able to access new opportunities to leverage our talents, skills, and gifts.

Meanwhile, Venus is in Sagittarius, squaring retrograde Saturn in Pisces and opposing retrograde Jupiter in Gemini. This configuration is technically referred to as a T-square, a pattern that creates a buildup of tension and frustration that demands resolution through change. The T-square between Venus, Saturn, and Jupiter invites a careful reevaluation of the alignment between our values, our relationships, and our financial decisions. These alignments offer us an opportunity to recognize where we may be making choices from a scarcity mindset and where instead we may be overly generous with our energy or expanding beyond our means.

New Moon in Scorpio: Planting Seeds of Transformation

This Scorpio New Moon is an invitation to commit to deepening our understanding of our unconscious, our true desires, the needs we are ashamed about, our fears, our aversions, and our cravings. It is a time to ask ourselves why we choose what we choose, why we tend to repeat patterns, why we get stuck in the same cycles, and accept potentially uncomfortable answers.

The New Moon in Scorpio reminds us that change is going to happen, whether we like it or not: resisting transformation and clinging to the known and the familiar only makes the process harder and more painful. This event is an invitation to plant seeds of transformation by allowing the necessary endings to take place and releasing attachments that keep us from growing. Only by releasing what has run its course, what lost its meaning, what keeps us stuck, and what is no longer true, we create space for change and evolution to organically unfold. -Moon Omens

[calliemity]

The Album That Inspired Little Shop of Horrors

Written by Calliope Avery

In June, while out of town to see my third production of Little Shop of Horrors, I found a sealed copy of an album I've had my eye on for awhile. It's notable to me not just because it's a great album, but because it holds the foundations for most of the music written for the musical Little Shop of Horrors. This album is none other than...

He's a Rebel by The Crystals!

Released in 1963, with songs recorded between 1961 and 1963, this album was both a smash hit and very influential to music going forward, much like how many other girlgroups were! But even more importantly, this was the album that Alan Menken and Howard Ashman used as the basis for the musical identity of Little Shop of Horrors as we know it!

Well, that fact is all but confirmed. I do have extremely strong evidence to support this claim, so let's go through everything together!

According to "Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors" by Adam Abraham, Ashman was greatly inspired by the gritty sounds and detached vocals of music produced by Phil Spector in the early 60's. Here's a direct quote from the book:

Indeed, Ashman grew up listening to the girl groups of the period: the Crystals, the Ronettes, the Chiffons, the Shangri-Las. For research, he began to revisit records by Phil Spector, the Bronx-born music producer who was, according to Tom Wolfe, “The First Tycoon of Teen." Spector pioneered the "wall of sound": a dense musical tapestry that doubled, tripled, and quadrupled the guitars and rhythm and included backing vocals, handclaps, brass, and strings. In the recording studio, Spector would demand take after take from his musicians. Rather than use the first take or two, when the musicians were still fresh, he wanted the twentieth, the thirtieth. After hours in the studio, their playing lost much of its personality; the musicians merged into a single unit, machine-like.

-Adam Abraham, Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors

The book also includes a direct quite from Howard Ashman:

I heard something I hear to this day-something very dark and horrifying and scary as hell in the Phil Spector sound. There's a BUNK-BUNK- BUNK-TSCH, BUNK-BUNK-BUNK-TSCH. There are chains and whips in the background. There's real dark, nasty stuff going on under some of these very innocent lyrics. And if that doesn't sound like a horror movie, I don't know what does.

-Howard Ashman

This Phil Spector sound influences both the lyrics of the songs in Little Shop of Horrors, but also the way the music itself sounds and how it's written. The entire soundtrack is deeply rooted in these 60's grilgroup pop ideas, which has rooted itself in many aspects of music today. This adds a timeless quality to LSoH's soundtrack, but by leaning even further into the unsettling aspects of Spector sound, it elevates this musical's specific type of horror. It's brilliant and very effective!

There's one more quote I'd like to share with you, one that clues us into which album specifically had the most impact on their vision and songwriting:

Ashman brought a record by the Crystals to Menken's place, in Manhattan Plaza, where they usually worked by the piano. Ashman announced that this would be the sound of their show; he called it “the dark side of Grease." "We started over again," Menken conceded.

-Adam Abraham, Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors

An album by The Crystals, you say? Hmm, I wonder which one it could be. Surely it couldn't be the one with a song that sounds nearly identical to "Skid Row (Downtown)" from LSoH's soundtrack...

The second number in the show, "Skid Row (Downtown)," is "a direct inversion of the Crystals' 'Uptown,"

-Adam Abraham, Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors

This was my first clue into "He's a Rebel" being the album in question. The aforementioned song, "Uptown", seems to be where Menken and Ashman took heavy inspiration from (if not outright stolen it) in both melody and lyrics. Take a listen for yourself!

Another notable song that they definitely pulled from has the same name as the album- "He's a Rebel." You might recognize this lyric, "He's a dentist, and he'll never ever be any good", from the song "Dentist!", but that lyric is directly pulled from the former song! It's the exact same line, they just replaced "rebel" with "dentist."

(Skip to 41 seconds in if you wanna hear the line!)

There's also a smaller reference that I discovered on one of my many relistens to the album. During the song "He's Sure the Boy I Love", our singer remarks that her boyfriend "doesn't drive a Cadillac car." In LSoH however, Audrey II tries to bribe Seymour into murder by offering to get him a Cadillac. So we can even see smaller references to the album within the musical, reinforcing just how influential it was!

It's also outright confirmed that the cut LSoH song, "The Worse He Treats Me", was directly inspired by the tone and subject matter of another song on this album. "He Hit Me (It Felt Like a Kiss)" is... an uncomfortable song, but you can definitely hear the lyrical inspiration. "The Worse He Treats Me" seems to be a satirical response to this song, playing up the objective absurdity of excusing physical abuse in the way it does.

Ashman and Menken wrote a song that focuses on Audrey's relationship with her abusive boyfriend, and the wellspring was yet another track by the Crystals, "He Hit Me (And It Felt Like a Kiss)," from 1962.

-Adam Abraham, Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors

Musically, the song takes plagiarism-level inspiration from a completely different song sung by a different girlgroup- "Leader of the Pack" by the Shangri-Las. The main melody of the song is taken directly from the guitar riff that carries the verses. Funnily enough, the music that serves as Orin's introduction theme in the stage show is the exact same riff, making it both a reference to "Leader of the Pack" and the cut song all about his horrible abuse. Pretty thematically relevant, I'd say.

There's actually a lot in LSoH that's inspired by the Shangri-Las! Their song "Leader of the Pack" proved rich in ideas to pull from and reference. Some of it ended up cut out, as described in this upcoming quote, but a good amount was kept in!

Besides the pop nightmares of Phil Spector, another influence was the New York-based girl group the Shangri-Las. "I already knew the Shangri-Las were funny in 1964," Ashman boasted. On the very first page of the first draft of Little Shop of Horrors, there is a stage direction that reads, “Shouted, a la the Shangri-La's." The line that follows, in the show's opening number, is drawn from one of the girl group's signature hits, "Leader of the Pack." Audrey, terrified by something, cries, "Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout!" (This remained in the show, although in subsequent drafts it is assigned to someone else.) Other sly references follow. Later in the first draft, Audrey defends her dentist boyfriend: "Folks are always putting him down"; the other women on stage echo, à la the Shangri-Las, "Down, down, down." These latter two lines from "Leader of the Pack" were eventually dropped. However, when audiences finally meet Orin Scrivello, DDS, he is introduced thus: "Here he is, girls, the Leader of The Plaque." So Little Shop of Horrors recreates the popular music of the late 1950s and early 1960s and sees the world through the prism of doo-wop records and girl-group patter.

-Adam Abraham, Attack of the Monster Musical: A Cultural History of Little Shop of Horrors

Have you noticed that Orin keeps getting brought up? Ignoring how much it drives me insane that he manages to worm his way into everything I've ever done, there seems to be a reason for this. In the transition between Roger Corman's 1960 movie and Menken & Ashman's 1982 stage musical, the dentist character got the most substantial makeover. Orin Scrivello is almost unrecognizable from his roots as Dr. Phoebus Farb; more specifically, he seemed to have gotten a brand new coat of early 60's rebel paint. Let's take another look at the cover of the album we've been discussing.

For variety, here's a picture of my own personal LP!

Now, what do you notice about this cover? Does the man pictured look familiar at all? Does he remind you of anything perhaps? Like, oh, I don't know... a certain dentist?

So I have absolutely no way to prove this, and I don't believe that this was the only inspiration taken for Orin's reimagining, but I do firmly believe that the cover of this album played a large part in the aesthetic that Orin would adopt. I mean, look at it. And with the added context of this album having so many influential songs, it wouldn't surprise me if seeing that album cover for extended periods of time would've made some creative gears turn.

I would argue further that this album's non-music related influence even extends to LSoH's themes and ideas. While not the entire focus of the album, reoccurring themes of class and wealth can be heard in songs like "Uptown" and "He's Sure The Boy I Love." Mentions of abuse and a difficult life are found in "He Hit Me" and "No One Ever Tells You." These themes, while prevalent, take on more positive and optimistic perspectives within these songs. Little Shop of Horrors takes these themes and responds with a much more pessimistic outlook. The exception to this are the album's themes of finding love regardless of what society might expect or want for you. I'd say it's the most prevalent theme found in the album; songs such as "He's a Rebel", "He's Sure the Boy I Love", "Another Country-Anothor World", and "Uptown" all demonstrate this idea. And LSoH seems to respect this one while even elaborating further with Seymour and Audrey's relationship.

My personal favorite is only found in one song: "On Broadway." The song sings idealistically about Broadway, and the singer states that she will someday make her way out of her small town to go have a life there. Both ideas, dreaming about a idealistic place and wanting to escape your current living situation, have been split between two songs in LSoH's soundtrack: "Somewhere That's Green" and "Skid Row: Downtown" respectively. LSoH's twist is that Audrey doesn't dream of a glamorous life on Broadway, she dreams of a cozy and domestic suburban life.

To keep myself from talking for the rest of time, I will cut myself off here. I hope you found this interesting, and I highly reccomend giving the album "He's a Rebel" a listen for yourself! It's definitely become one of my top favorite albums. In the future I would also like to do research and make a post about the impact that The Ronnettes and The Shangri-Las had on LSoH, but work has me pretty busy lately, so I'm not sure when I can get that out.

Anyway, thank you for reading all of this I very much appreciate it! :]

[hirocimacruiser]

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[dutchlionlover]

I've been sitting on these thoughts for a few days now, but the hypocrisy of Lando fans (not all, but I've seen many, many comments, mainly on twt and tt) is astonishing. they will openly hate on other drivers, wishing them harm, and let's not talk about the attacks on other drivers' fans. it's "mental health matters!!" when it's Lando on the receiving end but god forbid the same applies to other drivers. this last triple header was such a perfect example (but tbh all season once the wdc fight hype started picking up), with all the hate Max got for his moves in Mexico (granted, they were not fair but as many other drivers said, they'd have done the same and besides, Max got penalized for it anyway), and then all this "it's not talent, it's luck" thing after Brazil and all the ruffled feathers in its wake. but that's a whole other rant. I will admit the hate on him got way too overblown at times, and I say this as someone who doesn't like him much, but come on. he's not the first and definitely not the last to get hate, or even excessive amounts of it.

and what I find interesting in general in the f1 fandom (having taken a sit back and observe approach with interacting with anyone bc I do not have the time and energy to engage in the absolute drama and tomfoolery that goes on) is that there's only extremes and fans take any criticism against their driver(s) as a personal attack. you don't have to blindly support your driver in everything they do. they might do controversial things and they might be called out for it on social media but you have to realize that they are people, they will make mistakes. don't put them on a pedestal because you will realize they are not the perfect person you believe them to be. also please consider that these are millionaire men who need a certain amount of ego and arrogance to be able to compete at such a high-level and high-demand sport at the top level

on a similar note, I find it so weird from some fans the need to know where the drivers are and what they're doing at all times and actively seeking them out in their free time. like I just see all the Charles "sightings" in Monaco and the guy can't move anywhere without a phone being shoved into his face. or what Max said on the podpah podcast about sending letters to their homes and I just find that horrifying. on the track/on the way there I get the craziness but this obsession is a whole other level and it's bizarre.

[empiredesimparte]

Live broadcast of ‘Le Sacre de Napoléon V’ on the national channel Francesim 2, hosted by Stéphane Bernard

(Stéphane Bernard) The Emperor will become a quasi-sacred figure through the anointing: it is a sort of transfiguration. The imperial canopy conceals this profoundly sacred moment because the rite must remain a mystery to the common mortals. We are witnessing a revival of the triple blessing from the Reims ceremonial of the kings of Francesim. Their Majesties, kneeling before the altar, receive the triple anointing from the Pope: one on the forehead, the others on both hands. First the Emperor, then the Empress.

In his prayer, the Pope asks God to bestow the treasures and graces of His blessings upon the Emperor. He prays that the Emperor will govern with strength, justice, loyalty, foresight, courage, and perseverance. The Emperor must combat Evil and defend the holy Christian Church. The Empress, for her part, receives God's support, and that of Christ, to preserve the Empire and the French people for eternity.

(Stéphane Bernard) Such a ceremonial highlights the spiritual and mystical dimension of the imperial monarchy. It is a moment steeped in tradition, where every gesture, every word, carries deep symbolism, reminding us of the sacred bonds that unite the sovereign to his people and to God. (Mgr. Morlot) Almighty and eternal God, who have decreed that, following the example of David, Solomon, and Joash, the foreheads of Kings and Emperors should be adorned with a diadem, so that, through the brilliance of their gemstones and the splendor of their ornaments, they might serve as a vivid and striking image of the majesty that surrounds you to the peoples while they reign on earth…

(Mgr. Morlot) … Pour out, we beseech you, your blessing upon these crowns, so that your servant Napoleon and his spouse, who will wear them on earth, may shine with the radiance of all virtues.

(Pope) May God encircle your brow with the crown of glory and justice...

(Pope) ... May He arm you with strength and courage so that, blessed by Heaven through our hands, filled with faith and good works, you may reach the crown of the eternal kingdom…

(Pope) ... By the grace of Him whose reign and empire extend throughout all ages and ages. Amen.

(Napoléon V) Amen.

⚜ Le Sacre de Napoléon V | N°11 | Francesim, Paris, 28 Thermidor An 230

While the bells ring out and the cannons roar, the Emperor and Empress of Francesim are crowned at Notre-Dame Cathedral in Paris. It was broadcast live on television by Stéphane Bernard, the famous journalist for the crowned heads in Francesim.

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(Stéphane Bernard) L'Empereur va devenir un personnage quasi-sacré grâce à l'onction : c'est une sorte de transfiguration. Le dais impérial cache ce moment tout à fait sacré car le rite doit rester un mystère pour le commun des mortels. Nous assistons à une reprise de la triple bénédiction du cérémonial de Reims des rois de Francesim. Leurs Majestés, agenouillées devant l'autel, reçoivent du Pape la triple onction : une sur le front, les autres sur les deux mains. D'abord l'Empereur, puis l'Impératrice.

Dans son oraison, le Pape demande à Dieu de répandre les trésors et les grâces de Ses bénédictions sur l'Empereur. Il prie pour qu'il gouverne avec force, justice, fidélité, prévoyance, courage et persévérance. L'Empereur doit combattre le Mal et défendre la sainte Église chrétienne. L'Impératrice, quant à elle, reçoit le soutien de Dieu et du Christ, afin de conserver l'Empire et le peuple français dans l'éternité.

Un tel cérémonial met en lumière la dimension spirituelle et mystique de la monarchie impériale. C'est un moment empreint de tradition, où chaque geste, chaque parole, porte un symbolisme profond, rappelant les liens sacrés qui unissent le souverain à son peuple, et à Dieu.

(Monseigneur Morlot) Dieu tout-puissant et éternel, qui avez voulu qu'à l'exemple de David, de Salomon et de Joas, le front des Rois et des Empereurs fût ceint du diadème, afin que, par l'éclat des pierreries et la splendeur de leurs ornements, ils fussent aux des peuples, pendant qu'ils règnent sur la terre, la vive et frappante image de la majesté qui vous environnement...

(Monseigneur Morlot) ... Répandez, nous vous en conjurons, votre bénédiction sur ces couronnes, afin que votre serviteur Napoléon et son épouse, qui les porteront sur la terre brillent de l'éclat de toutes les vertus.

(Pape) Que Dieu ceigne votre front de la couronne de la gloire et de justice ; qu'il vous arme de force et de courage, afin que, bénis du Ciel par nos mains, pleins de foi et de bonnes oeuvres, vous arriviez à la couronne du règne éternel...

(Pape) Par la grâce de celui dont le règne et l'empire s'étendent dans tous les siècles et les siècles. Amen. (Napoléon V) Amen.

[cowpokeomens]

helloooo ~

could you please do a casual outing date with noah sebastian? anything from a simple lunch to some shopping just super fluffy and cute thank uuuu

Ask and ye shall receive! This is loosely based off of an experience I had a few weeks ago (The entranced window-gazing, not the almost-sugar daddy part, RIP me ig) Enjoy!

You had a long week. It seemed like your higher-ups gotten more demanding with each passing day. As if going to a shitty job wasn’t hard enough on its own, Noah was home from tour, too. You could drag yourself to work with the promise of a venti triple shot drink from Starbucks most days, but with his sleeping form next you in bed- warm, tattooed skin on display- the feat of getting up became nearly impossible. When the weekend finally rolled around, you embraced it with open arms, sleeping in until 11AM on Saturday. 

You awoke to the smell of coffee, stretching your arms and padding your way into the kitchen. You found Noah there, sweatpants slung low on his hips, swiping on his phone while music played softly from the TV in the living room. He glanced up upon your arrival. 

“Well good morning, gorgeous. I was starting to wonder where I was going to hide your body.” He flashed you a lopsided grin.

You returned the smile, going over to where the coffee pot was still set to warm. “You couldn’t get rid of me that easily, Sebastian. I’d haunt your ass.”

“Oh no! I hope the scary, sexy ghost doesn’t watch me in the shower!” Noah mock-cried, waving his hands in the air for effect. You giggled at his antics, adding creamer to your coffee as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, placing a kiss on your shoulder. “What’re we doing today, buttercup?”

You thought about it for a moment. “Well, I need a new pair of shoes for work, supportive sole type shit-”

“Nope.” You were cut off by the man behind you. “No boring work shit today. We’re having fun.” 

“Fun?” You echoed, turning just enough to waggle your eyebrows at him. 

He rolled his eyes, snorting at you. “Not that kind of fun, you freak. Good, wholesome, Christian fun.”

“Ooh, are we gonna make out on the bus on the way to church camp?” You mocked him.

“I cannot stand you. Have I said that before? Because I can’t.” His actions betrayed his words as he leaned in to kiss you on the cheek, then the top of your head, then your shoulder again. 

“Then what is your definition of ‘good, wholesome, Christian fun,’ Sebastian?” You turned to face him fully, sipping from your mug. 

“I was thinking retail therapy. We could go to that shopping center you like so much, with the paper store that has all the tape and stuff.” He puffed his chest proudly for remembering it.

“The stationary store.” You pondered aloud. “I could get stickers.”

He nodded eagerly. “I’ll buy you so many fucking stickers, baby.”

You grinned up at him. “I’m sold. Let me brush my teeth and find udnerwear-”

“-Hey, no pressure from me-”

It was your turn to roll your eyes at him. “-And then we can head out.”

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A few hours later you found yourself in a shopping center somewhere in the northern section of your city. It was more of an outdoor mall, but you really only preferred a small corner of the sprawl. 

Noah walked beside you cheerfully, hand tightly clasped in yours. His other hand held a cute, pastel blue bag from the stationary store, where you had racked up quite the tab. Before you could get your card out, though, Noah was tapping his own against the machine. 

“You didn’t have to do that, babe.” You pouted, feeling guilty. 

He shrugged. “I’ve got that ‘Rockstar Boyfriend’ money now, baby, I can buy you stickers.”

You snorted at him. “Glad to hear that Jolly has been filing you guys’ taxes correctly.”

“Hey, I help, too.” He protested. 

“Mhm, no one can work the espresso machine for him quite like you, dear.” You mollified him. 

“I can’t believe I’m being treated this way, I have an ‘Alternative Press’ cover, y’know-”

He got quiet when he noticed you had stopped walking. He glanced at you, concerned, then followed your line of sight. 

You were gazing, open-mouthed, into the window of a purse store. You didn’t actually know anything about luxury brands- much less designer handbags- but you could recognize art when you saw it. 

It was black, probably genuine leather. A cross-body bag, pleasantly spacious without being large. Its silver rivets glinted at you in the midday sun, enticing you with their gleam. A thick, silver chain decorated the top, contrasting sharply with the clean cut of the long black handle. 

“What?” He asked at last. 

“Sorry.” You responded absently, still not looking away. 

He huffed a laugh. “Do you want to go inside?” 

“No.” Came your immediate response. 

“Babe, I know that look. That’s how you looked at me the first day I got back from tour. Now, I’m not so insecure as a man to let a purse threaten me, but if you start talking dirty to it-”

“Shut up, Noah.” You finally broke your stare to turn to him, giggling. “It’s just pretty is all.”

“‘Pretty?’” He repeated.

You nodded earnestly, already beginning to walk away. 

“Well hey, if it’s so ‘pretty,’ let’s go inside and get a closer look.” He tugged on your joined hands.

You grimaced, lowering your voice. “Baby, it’s probably like, a gajillion dollars-”

“Oh, I hope so. I just so happen to have a ‘Gajillion’ Monopoly dollar in my pocket. C’mon.” He tugged you once more, finally convincing you to follow.

The inside of the store was freakishly white. White walls, white display podiums, white chairs. Who the fuck comes in here to sit? You wondered to yourself. There, in the field of white, was your black sheep in all its glory. Noah released your hand as you glided over to it, sighing dreamily. You didn’t see anything saying you had to keep your hands to yourself, and you couldn’t resist the urge to touch it. A hand came up to run a single finger along the rivets, bumping up and down at their protrusion. You gripped the side experimentally, loving the squish of the leather. You had never been a bag person; You used the same backpack for the entirety of college, purchased for $20 at Walmart. You had other bags, mostly to carry things from point A to point B, but this was different. This was- what did the fashion bloggers call their clothes? A piece. This was a piece, not just a purse. 

You were shaken out of your reverie by Noah walking over to you, peering at the bag curiously. “You ready?”

You let out a deep breath. It was absolutely a gajillion dollars, and you could not justify the expense. You turned to Noah, about to say an affirmative, when a new, large shopping bag caught your eye. 

You recognized the brand emblazoned across the bag as the same one from the window. Your eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Noah, what did you do?”

His grin was devilish. “Relax. It was actually only half a gajillion dollars, quite the steal if you ask me.”

You could feel yourself panicking. “What? No! Go give it back!” Your whisper was frantic. 

He was outwardly laughing at you now. “No.”

Your eyes widened further, incredulity coloring your tone. “No?”

He shook his head, leaning in close to you. “Nope.” Then, taking your hand in his, he happily walked back outside, ignoring the saleswoman’s call of “Come back again soon!”

You barely kept up with his long legs. “Noah, I do not need a gajillion dollar-”

“Half a gajillion, babe. Half.”

You huffed. “Whatever. I don’t need an expensive purse, it’s not fair for you to be spending that kind of money on me when I can’t repay it-”

“I can think of a few ways you could repay me.” He cut you off again with a wink. 

“Noah.” You stopped walking. He could hear the change in your tone, stopping to turn to look at you. “I can’t- baby I really appreciate it but I can’t-”

“Hey.” He said softly, coming up to look into your eyes deeply. “Hey. This isn’t about owing me or anything. There’s no need for that between us.” You nodded, the movement small. “I see you busting your ass. I see you working hard. I can see that you’ve had a shitty couple of weeks. So if I have to go back and buy you all the gajillion dollar purses in that store, I will do it. If it will make you happy, I will personally see to it that you get every gajillion dollar purse manufactured on this continent.”

You couldn’t fight off the smile at his words, so sincere and sweet. He kissed your forehead for good measure, offering his hand out to you. 

“If it makes you feel better, you can buy lunch. The lady in the store talked me into getting the matching quarter-gajillion dollar wallet, too.”

Your jaw dropped. “Noah Sebastian-”

[thehusbandoden]

Midoriya Izuku x OFA Related Reader Headcannons

A/n: here's the request. For some reason my account is acting weird with requests and I don't wanna risk losing them so I'm doing it differently.

I'm so sorry it took so long! I wanted to write a fic but it wasn't working lol.😅

If you want something changed/want to request something else, please please contact me!

General info:

Genre: fluff + sllight angst \\ wc: 902 \\ posted: 01/01/2024 \\ requested

Your parents died when you were about six. They were bystanders of a villain attack, and All Might unfortunately didn't get there in time. All Might felt incredibly guilty, even though he knew that he did his best.

His guilt tripled when he found out that the couple had a daughter. He was very invested in your future, and immediately offered to adopt you when he found out you didn't have anyone to take you in.

After a while of debating and arguing, the government finally allowed All Might to adopt you. He took a few months off of work to bond with you and get to know you. He hired a full-time nanny to help take care of you while he was at work.

As you grew, he secretly hoped you would be able and willing to take on his quirk and be the next successor.

A few years pass by, and you haven't developed your quirk. All Might had taken you to your doctor multiple times, but he didn't see anything wrong. You were just a late bloomer.

All Might continued to smile, comforting you whenever you felt like a failure.

At your request, and probably a little bit of All Might's own desires, he started training you a week after your tenth birthday. You were amazing, and All Might was sure you would become the next successor.

Until your quirk came.

On your fourteenth birthday, you received your quirk. It was amazing and powerful, yes, but there was one problem...

It was completely incompatible with OFA.

The news devastated you and put you in a pit of depression for a few weeks.

All Might tried his best to reassure you, but you were too caught up in your own self-pity.

Five weeks later, you finally accepted it. You allowed and appreciated the comfort All Might gave you and started to rethink your life's plan.

After a few more weeks of recovery, you asked All Might to help you train your quirk.

It was tough, and almost overwhelming at times, but with All Might's support and the many professionals he hired with similar quirks, you prevailed.

You were behind your fellow classmates by several years, but made up for it by the relentless hours you trained with several pros.

By the time Middle school was ending, you were equal if not far surpass your classmates. You made it into UA by recommendation.

During the months before UA, All Might introduced you to Midoriya Izuku... his new successor.

They were both nervous about your reaction, but pleasantly surprised when you took the news well.

You and Izuku ended up getting along quite well. You quickly became friends, and you helped him with both preparing for and controlling his new power. 

You became very close, becoming inseparable from each other.  

Izuku slowly began to master his new power with your help, filling you with pride.  

Helping him achieve his dream helped you to feel better about your failure.  

Both of you developed feelings for one another but didn’t admit it- even to yourselves.  

You always denied accusations of your crush thrown at you by the majority of Class 1-A.  

It got so bad that Bakugo screamed at you across the hallway, demanding that you and “stupid Deku” stop being wimps and actually confess to one another.  

Izuku was in hearing range, and you almost died from embarrassment.  

Luckily, no one mentioned it.  

It wasn’t until you worriedly entered the hospital, walking down the hall as your eyes flickered from room to room, anxiously looking for his number.  

Your eyes met with the room number, and your heart thundered against your chest as you hurried inside, tears forming at the corners of your eyes as your eyes laid on the broken body of Izuku.

He got so worried when he saw your tears, trying to sit up to comfort you.  

At the sight of him hurting himself, you grew angry.  

Your lips contorting into a snarl, you gently push him back into bed, glaring at him.  

“We’ll talk about this... foolish behavior later.” You growl, your e/c orbs boring into his emerald ones.  

After he healed the two of you shyly confessed. He took you on a date, and you became official three days later.  

You spent even more time together, sitting closer, and staring more openly.  

Neither of you denied your feelings anymore- even though you didn’t tell anyone.  

Almost everyone knew but you didn’t really care.  

You were able to help him whenever he struggled to control or understand OFA, and you were the first one to recognize what was happening and to jump into help.  

You ended up engaged three months after you graduated from UA and married seven months after that. Izuku heavily relied on your knowledge, asking you for help or for advice.  

You both became well-known heroes, and you both went back and forth from number one and number two.  

Bakugo surpassed you once- for two months.  

Izuku was secretly fuming, fighting harder for his position.  

He had a smug smirk on his lips as you regained your ranking, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pressed a kiss to your cheek, not caring about the cameras.  

The affectionate act was all over the news the next day.  

He fainted when he saw the pictures and the clip the next morning, profusely apologizing when he woke up.  

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[brf-rumortrackinganon]

They’re practically triple-dog-daring fate to give them an international security incident.

What do you think would happen if there was an incident? Would that change anything or just add something for them to complain about. They seem to want something to happen to them and all I say to that is be careful what you wish for.

They want the Diana-level fallout: headlines for days, A-List celebrities releasing statements supporting them and condemning the paparazzi, the global public condemning the BRF, a worldwide reckoning of tabloid media, a heartfelt public address by the monarch to the world apologizing for how they've been treated, a public groveling by their enemy, and enough global public outrage that Charles (and William) has no choice but to give the Sussexes 24/7 security, a royal residence, public duties, and military honors that they've been demanding for the last 4 years.

It's what they wanted from the NYC car chase pap stunt.

(Meghan got a scaled down version of this from the Toronto break-in, via Harry's love shield, which forced the BRF - or at least William - to acknowledge Meghan's existence.)

Or, barring that, they want the global sympathy and outrage that came after Kate announced she was being treated for preventative chemotherapy following 3 weeks of the world speculating on her marriage and picking on her over a bad photo.

I don't think they want something truly terrifying or horrific to happen to them. I think they just want the appearance, or the optics, of something happening to them to scare Charles and William into giving them what they want since their claims "what happened to my mum could happen to me or my wife or my kids" are falling on deaf ears.

[djljpanda]

Hey, can I have some kouign amann cookie x female reader hcs?

Kouign Amann Cookie X Fem Reader

Kouign Amann cookie has many other cookies after her but her heart was set on you

When she realized she liked you she had flowers and a confession letter ready

This crème knight chased you down as she announced her feelings for you

You were surprised as you weren’t sure that the beautiful cookie in front of you will ever like you but that didn’t matter now as now you were her girlfriend

You two would go on nice calm dates in flower gardens

If you want you two can spar but don’t expect her to go easy on you

Would love if you gift her flowers and she will always repay your kindness with gifts or kisses

She loves cuddling with you

Was happy to see you cheering for her at the triple cone cup

No matter if she won or lost you were there hugging her and telling her how proud you are while her cheeks turned pink

Definitely having spa self care dates

You are her little nurse so if she ever hurts herself you demand to take care of her cause you love her so much

Is one of the most loyal girlfriends ever

Never forgets a date or anniversary

You love making her blush

She loves when you give her princess treatment

Dose dress up together and you can’t tell you have matching outfits or set of outfits to match

Will do each others makeup together

Will support your dreams as you do hers

Overall great girlfriend and she said “I’m luck to have you”

[bonefall]

post/734733274896809984/do-you-ever-worry-your-own-writing-might-come-off that makes sense. i was asking because i'm afraid of accidentally writing misogyny myself and i kind of admire what you do

Hmm... I wish I had better advice to give you on this front, but honestly, the only thing I can tell you is to consider the perspective of your female characters.

Women are people. They have thoughts and feelings of their own, so like... just let them have their own arcs. A lot of the worst misogyny in WC comes from the way that the writers just don't care about their girls (or, in the case of tall shadow, actually get undermined and forced to rewrite entire chapters), so they're not curious about their lives, or WHY they feel the way they do or what they want, or any direction for their character arcs.

Turtle Tail as an example. She'll often just end up feeling whatever Gray Wing's plot demands. She's gotta leave when Storm dumps him to make him feel lonely. She shows up again to love him in the next book. Lets her best friend Bumble get dragged back to Tom the Wifebeater, but is sad enough about her death to be "unreasonably angry" with Clear Sky, and then calms down and accept Gray Wing is right all along.

And then she dies, so he can have his very own fridge wife.

In this way, Turtle Tail's just being used to tell Gray Wing's story. They're not interested in why she would turn on Bumble, or god forbid any lingering negative feelings for how she didn't help her, or even resentment towards Clear Sky for killing her or Gray Wing for jumping to his defense. She isn't really going through her own character arc.

She does have personality traits of her own, don't misunderstand my criticism, but as a character she revolves around Gray Wing.

So, zoom out every now and then, and just ask yourself; "Whose story is being told by what I wrote? Do my female characters have goals, wants, and agency, or are they just supporting men? How do their choices impact the narrative?"

But that's already kinda assuming that you already have characters like Turtle Tail who DO have personalities and potential of their own. Here's some super simple and practical advice that helped me;

Tally the genders in your cast. How many are boys, how many are girls, how many are others?

And take stock of how many of those characters are just in the supporting cast, and compare that to the amount you have in the main cast.

If you have a significant imbalance, ESPECIALLY in the main cast, fire the Woman Beam.

It's a really simple trick to just write a male character, and then change its gender while keeping it the same. I promise women are really not fundamentally different from men lmao. You can consider how your in-universe gender roles affect them later, if you'd like, but when you're just starting to wean yourself off a "boy bias" this trick works like a charm.

Also you're not allowed to change the body type of any girl you Woman Beam because I said so. PLEASE allow your girls to have muscles, or be fat, or be old, or have lots of scars. Do NOT do what a cowardly Triple A studio does, where the women all have the same cute or sexy face and curvy body while they're standing next to dwarves, robots, and a gorilla.

Or this shit,

If you do this I will GET you. If you're ever possessed by the dark urge, you will see my face appear in the clouds like Mufasa himself to guide you away from the path of evil.

Anyway, you get better at just making characters girls to begin with as time goes on and you practice it. It's really not as big of a deal as your brain might think it is.

Take a legitimate interest in female characters and try not to disproportionately hit them with parental/romance plots as opposed to the male cast, and you'll be fine. Don't think of them as "SPECIAL WOMEN CHARACTERS" just make a character and then let her be a girl, occasionally checking your tally and doing some critical thinking about their use in the story.

(Also remember I'm not a professional or anything, I'm just trying to give advice)

[11queensupreme11]

Another bit from Sally=Loki that might have to get the chop but I thought was too funny to not delete. Can you guess who Percy had just met? (It's Apollo, also to answer your earlier question Percy sounds more educated because 1) Loki is very educated and children learn to speak by mimicing parents so compared to Sally who is a high school dropout, nothing wrong with that, just Loki just has a broader vocabulary 2) Loki would accept nothing less then a fantastic education for his child so Percy does go to a good school and has Loki being very supportive at home, 3) Loki has a lot of run ins with the authorities and taught Percy specific phrases. After all mortal doctors could notice something was up with her if they looked so Percy was trained to deny care, if you asked her about some other topic she would not sound that good)

“Why have you returned?” Poseidon demanded “And where is your minder?”

Percy shrugged and replied, “Ares was trying to show me some statues and murals when a strange naked man appeared and started touching Ares all over the place and tried to chase me.”

Her uncle Zeus made a strange noise like a squeaky toy, he should probably see a doctor about that she thought. “Mom and my teachers and the school resource officers all said if I see a person not wearing all their clothes or exposing their privates I’m supposed to run away and find a trusted adult. Ares didn’t seem super available, and you were closest, and it is your day, but I guess I can go back to my grandpa’s house if you’re busy.”

For a moment everything was silent and then Uncle Hades suddenly lunged forward tackling her father who had started to rise back into his seat. “Oh my, that must have been very scary for you” replied her Uncle Hades voice rough and teeth gritted with exertion. Vaguely she could hear her father start to say something only to be quickly cut off by a hissed “Language!” from said Uncle.

Uncle Zeus laughed like someone who knew they were about to fail to negotiate their way out of being kneecapped by the mob and blabbered out, “You didn’t interrupt anything important, no siree, we were just finishing up, now if you will excuse me I just remembered I haven’t seen my children in an bit and must check in on them” all while he fled the room, carefully keeping the table between him and her father. Percy wondered why all the adults on this side of the family constantly acted like they were raised by baboons. With a sigh she turned back to her remaining “adults” and said “Public indecency is illegal, as is exposing yourself to a minor. I believe this is where you are supposed to call the authorities.”

Percy was very proud of herself for remembering all of that from the stranger danger talk at school (mom would have probably castrated the man rather than call the cops but as Percy had recently learned mom also had a history with the law here so she probably had to rely on her own conflict resolution skills… which would explain a lot actually. As the old man who ran the bodega had said, a criminal who calls the cops is a dead criminal). Admittedly she did not ever expect to need to need it as any adult who worked with children with any frequency at all seemed aware of this particular procedure, however she supposed she could give daddy a pass since he was one, very new to this and two, she was starting to doubt he or his siblings had been raised by sentient life at all. So, some ignorance was probably unavoidable on his part, she just hoped the rapid reddening of his face was not due to anger directed at her over being told what to do. Maybe he was embarrassed that he didn’t know already? Mom always said there was nothing embarrassing about learning. However, last time she corrected a boy in her class he cried, she hoped this was not another Joey Klingler situation because she really didn’t think she would be able to get daddy to stop yelling by distracting him by triple-dog-daring him to eat a fistful of sand.

i love how no matter the universe, percy's first interaction with ror!apollo always has to do with him being naked 💀

BUT I LOVE THIS!!! I hope you don't end up deleting it cuz it is a funny scene but if you do... i will treasure this post forever 😔😔😔

[foolishlovers]

It's Tuesday, it's Tuesday and it's Tuesday again in this fifth chapter of Tales of Turning Pages.

“You’re so comfy.” Aziraphale chuckled, planting a tender kiss on his forehead. “You make for a good blanket.” “What, me? All bony and-“ “Perfect,” he shushed him, arms wrapping around his arguably quite angular shoulders. He’d never want to change anything about him. “You really think so?” “I do,” Aziraphale said, mapping intricate patterns on Crowley’s chest. “Nnngh. ’S good, too.”

This week's triple Tuesday tales include our favourite librarian (Aziraphale) and aspiring novelist (Crowley) being cute in the gardens, coping with their demanding schedules and opening up about some secrets. read it here:

any form of support is so appreciated 💜

[hastalavistabyebye]

Fox was hunched down on his desk, looking at the datapad in his hand. He had stopped reading a long time ago without noticing. There was too much noise in his head. 

He had to complete too much datawork. Make security plans for five different senators’ departures, for the same day. Give a final look at the patrol rotations for the next tenday. Sign the supplies demands he had received a few days ago, from both the 4th and 7th Sky armies, in addition to the Guard ones. Write the reports the Chancellor had asked him. How many already ? Six, two for the prison, one regarding the changes in the Rotunda’s security protocol, three for the missions achieved by Stone’s squad, the ARFs descent in the lower levels and the hunt he was charged to take care of, a few rotations ago. 

He should check on his troops,down in the medbay. And make sure B Squad had checked in like they were supposed to. He didn't want them to go in comms blackout like the last time. How was he supposed to have their back if he didn't know what happened and where they had to hide ? Tell Bral -or whoever they had chosen to replace them at the front desk- to look out for the next patrol coming back at HQ. Things were getting heated with the Pykes and Black Sun lately. The next few rotations were going to be hard, with three battalions coming back at Triple Zero at the same time. 

He should eat something. And make himself a new cup of caff. He really should go down in medical. He’d also have to prepare himself for his next shift in the Senate. Had he updated the Lists yesterday as he was supposed to ? Yes, Thire had given him a few names to write in the No Shiny list, and delivered him some sweets he had steal in one of those big bowls the Senators loved to put in their waiting rooms. Then had told him the last gossip and some blackmail to put in his files. He should check on his Shinies. Some had come from other battalions, he had to make sure they were not taking things too brutally. And assure they had a good support system. 

Haran, he hoped B Squad’s mission would be successful. Getting that intel on this karking slave ring would make a priceless difference. He'll have to talk to Mick about training a new trooper. They couldn't stay three during field missions, they needed someone else. And he might be at the head of the squad, but he could barely leave the planet anymore. Kriff, that was going to be hard. Thunder’s loss was still heavy on them all. 

The patrol shift was going to happen in ten minutes. Was there a vote today ? Yes, but a small one. He’d go to the kennels at the end of the day, see how the new litter was doing so far. But first he should do that datawork. And go refill his mug. He really hoped the Chancellor wouldn't call him tomorrow. He was supposed to lead an exploration mission in the lower lower levels, the day after that. How long has it been since he saw his batchers ? Any of them ? Well, not counting Thorn and Stone. He should ask one of the two to cut his hair soon. They were getting annoying. And most likely looked like a messy, terrible nest made by a drunk aiwa. He should shave too. And move a bit, Nightmare told him to move regularly, stretch, walk a few steps, when he was doing datawork. 

But he had so many forms to fill. And he’ll have to move soon anyway to go check his men. He hoped no one had been trapped by angry civilians again. He thought that attacking troopers  for being there, when they had no real other choices at that, was a waste of civil rights. If he had rights Fox would just take his troops for some vacations. The beach was a natborn classic, right ? If he couldn't leave Coruscant still, he would take them for some hunt and explore in the lowest levels, though. It’d give for amazing parkour routes too.

He was so tired. Everything felt muchy and like a Kamino storm. The one where the rain slapped you until your skin felt raw and the wind was so strong it could just take you with it, but more often preferred to kick you down and pinned you under the rain. Where the thunder was so loud you could feel it in your teeth. 

Was the last patrol back yet ? Fox sometimes loathed his siblings for being able to choose their own paint colors. But then he just loathed himself for it. He should really check on Bal and make sure they were safely back home. And make sure B Squad did check-in with Ghost. He'll do that once he had signed those requisition forms. What time was it ?

Fox was hunched down on his desk, chin in one hand, datapad in the other. He was looking at the screen but had stopped reading a long time ago.