#The Julian Diet

[thebooshthatdare]

The Mighty Boosh

Interview for Impose Magazine 5 August 2009

[referring to S3E5 Party]

J: It breaks a lot of rules in terms of double acts.

N: It's really crossing the line, there's no way you should kiss your double act partner 'cause it's that sexual tension that keeps you going.

J: And what happens when you lose that?

[maea]

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hello

Can I ask about the blue lock characters, since the reader is male or gn is the boyfriend of the blue lock's characters, the important thing is that the reader is suffering from a serious illness in his body, and he did not tell your boyfriend about his illness, I want specific characters such as (Snuffy, Lavinho, and Chris Noa and Baro, Shoei and Kaiser, Julian and Shido, Sae and Oliver, and Otoya and Karasu)

Since you suggested several characters, I chose a few from these options, so I made the master strikers (might do a part 2 cause I really liked writing it)

your not alone -> bllk drabbles

master strikers x male!reader

synopsis: your boyfriend finds out that you have a severe illness and didn't tell them

tags: bllk drabbles, master strikers, angst w comfort, sick reader, male reader

warnings: manga spoilers, hurt/angst, severe illness mention, blood mention (in noa's), drugs/medicine mention (in lavinho's)

characters: master strikers :D

masterlist.

Noel Noa

You didn't want to disturb Noa; he was always busy with too much to handle, and you didn’t want to be a burden. But Noa is a very observant man, and he slowly started realizing that something wasn’t right. However, he decided to wait for you to tell him because he hated overstepping.

Neither of you talked about how your health was getting worse day by day, but Noa was becoming more and more worried about you.

Everything went downhill one day when you were watching TV with Noa and suddenly started feeling dizzy. You went to the kitchen to grab some water when you began coughing uncontrollably. Then, you saw red.

Noa went after you and saw the floor covered in blood, you holding on to the sink while more blood dripped from your mouth. Noa immediately went into full protective mode. He grabbed you and rushed you to the hospital as fast as he could while talking to you to make sure you stayed conscious.

After you were taken care of, Noa grabbed your hand tightly. You could see that he had cried. He looked you in the eyes and said: "Never do that again, please. I want to know everything, so I can take care of you..." - You nodded.

He was your boyfriend, and you would never be a burden to him. After that day, he drove you to all your medical appointments, made sure you took your meds, and ensured you had a healthy diet.

Chris Prince

You knew Chris would find out sooner or later; he loved taking care of you, especially when it came to your health, and eventually, he would notice that you couldn't do the things you once could.

It happened on a quiet afternoon when you were trying to make lunch. The simple task of chopping vegetables felt like climbing a mountain, and your hands shook with every cut. You were hoping he wouldn’t notice, but as he walked into the kitchen, his eyes immediately locked on you, concern furrowing his brows.

“Hey, are you okay?” - Chris asked, stepping closer.

“Yeah, just a bit tired.” - You tried to brush it off with a smile.

He raised an eyebrow. - “Tired? You look like you're about to pass out.” - He gently took the knife from your hand, his grip firm but tender. - “Sit down. What’s going on?”

You felt the familiar pang of guilt in your chest. Chris had always been the one to take care of you, not the other way around. And here you were, hiding something so big from him. - “I… I didn’t want to worry you,” - You murmured, your voice shaking. - “I didn’t want to be a burden.”

Chris knelt in front of you, his hand lifting your chin so you’d look at him. - “You’re never a burden to me. You’re my everything, my sweet boyfriend.” - His voice was soft but full of urgency. - “What’s really going on?”

You sighed, unable to hold back anymore. - “I’ve been feeling worse, Chris. I'm ill... And I didn’t want to tell you. I didn’t want to see that look in your eyes… I didn’t want you to worry.”

For a moment, he just stared at you, processing the words, before his arms wrapped around you tightly. - “Don’t you ever hide something like that from me again. I’m here, okay? We’ll get through this together.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, the weight of everything you’d kept hidden finally crashing down. - "I’m so fucking scared" - You whispered.

“I know” - He whispered back, holding you even tighter. - “But you don’t have to be. Not while I’m here.”

Lavinho

Lavinho was oblivious. He always thought that if you had something going on, you'd tell him immediately. So he was absolutely confused when he opened your drawer and found a bunch of medicine. For a moment, Lavinho thought you were selling drugs, but then he saw the prescriptions.

His heart sank, and in that instant, the past few weeks replayed in his head. He remembered how you started skipping practices, how you’d look exhausted after simple tasks, how your usual energy seemed to fade. You've been distant in a way that didn’t fit with the rhythm you two always shared, especially when it came to soccer.

His mind raced, panic setting in as he stood there, staring at the bottles. He wanted to believe there was an explanation — some innocent reason for all of this — but doubts crept in.

You're his boyfriend. His soccer duo. His best friend. You wouldn’t hide something like this from him, would you?

The sound of the front door opening broke his spiraling thoughts. He quickly stuffed the bottles back into the drawer, his heart pounding in his chest. You walked into the room, looking surprised to see him standing there, a mix of curiosity and concern in your eyes.

“Hey, what’s up, babe?” - You asked casually, though there was an edge to your tone that made Lavinho’s stomach tighten.

He swallowed hard, trying to sound normal. - “Porra [fuck]... I... uh, I was looking for something and... I found meds... Ai caralho [oh fuck]. - He ran his hand through his hair. - "Please tell me what's going on?”

For a second, you froze. Then, you let out a quiet sigh and sat down on the bed, not meeting his gaze.

“I'm sorry Lavi, I didn’t want you to worry” - You said with a shaky voice. - “I’ve been dealing with something, but I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. I’m fine, really.”

Lavinho’s chest tightened. - "You’re shure?" - His voice cracked slightly, betraying the fear that had built up in him. - "Don’t lie to me, please."

You hesitated, finally looking up at him, the vulnerability in your eyes more than he could bear. - “Alright... I’m ill, Lavi. It’s been affecting me more than I thought. The medicine helps, but… I didn’t want to drag you into it.”

Without thinking, he crossed the room and sat next to you, taking your hand in his. - “You’re my partner” - He said, his voice steady despite the storm in his chest. - “We face everything together, 'kay? You should’ve told me. I’m not going anywhere. Whatever this is, we’ll get through it. But you can’t keep this from me. Not when it’s hurting you.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, and for the first time in weeks, you let yourself lean on him. Lavinho pulled you close. - “You’re everything. And we’ll figure this out, together.”

Julian Loki

Julian was always busy, flying everywhere. You two had hard times scheduling to see each other, and you wanted to tell him about your illness face to face, so he wouldn't freak out.

Eventualy, he was able to visit you for 3 days, and when he saw how exsausted you looked, he was shocked. He immediatly knew something was wrong, but he waited for the best moment to talk to you about it.

When you two were alone, cuddling on the couch, Loki brought it up gently. - "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"What do you mean?" - You asked, nervous that he had noticed something. You didn't want your first day together to be ruined by the news of your illness.

"You don't seem well, mon chéri." - He replied in his smooth voice while gently caressing your back. - "Please, tell me if something is wrong. I’m here for you."

These simple words made you break down in tears. How could he know you so well? Loki knew exactly how to approach you in a way that made you feel comfortable and loved.

When you finally calmed down, you vomited all the agony you had been feeling in the past few weeks in a messy ramble. Loki listened to you carefully as you told him about the diagnosis, the doctor visits, the constant anxiety, and how afraid you were to tell him.

He held you in silence for a while, gently caressing your back. "I'm here now. We'll get through this together, mon chéri."

Marc Snuffy

You were really scared to trigger Snuffy due to his past experience with losing someone, and he had an important match coming up and you were scared he wouldn't do that good if he knew it.

You told yourself that once he came back home you'd tell him. You didn't. He was so happy and cute you didn't want him to worry about your situation, you clould handle it.

You couldn't, not by yourself. But the weight of your fear kept growing heavier each day. One night, after Snuffy had returned from training, you were sitting together on the couch, watching a movie. He was laughing, his voice warm and comforting, but you were quiet, really quiet.

He paused, noticing the shift in your demeanor. - "Hey, what's wrong, amore?" - Snuffy asked gently, his gaze soft with concern.

"I..." you whispered, choking on the words. Your vision blurred as your chest tightened, and before you could say anything more, everything went black.

Snuffy rushed to you immediately, his arms supporting you as you slumped against him. His voice was calm and reassuring, his hands gently brushing your hair away from your face.

"Hey, hey, it's okay" - he murmured. - "You're safe. I’ve got you. I'm here"

When your vision was back to normal, Snuffy was right there, his worried eyes studying you. - "I'm sorry" - You mumbled, feeling a pang of guilt.

"Don't apologize. Just tell me what's happening" - He said softly, brushing a thumb across your cheek. Then, you told him everything from the start, and when you finished talking he kissed your forehead gently.

"You don't have to carry this alone. We’re a team, remember? Let me help you through this." - You nodded, feeling the weight slowly lift as Snuffy held you close, knowing that with him, you'd be okay.

[acosmicbee]

Hiii, you don't have to answer this at all, but I see the ask about food insecure reader, and I was wondering how the other yanderes would react.I get this can something that can take a long while so I totally understand if you don't wanna do this!

I'm gonna pick a few of the yanderes I feel haven't gotten a lot of attention for this!

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Andre (Little Dancer)

At first he probably excuses it as you just trying to maintain your diet. Being a dancer is hard work after all and it's important to stay within a certain weight range in order to be one.

However, the second he notices that it isn't diet related or it's too restrictive he's shutting it down. He'll manipulate and threaten you into eating regularly, even if you really don't want to.

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The Hartshorn Family (Black Sheep)

After being accepted into the family, reader is required to attend all meals with them which means they notice very quickly if you aren't eating. I think theres a mixed reaction throughout the family depending on who you talk to.

Colton and Calista don't understand why their parents won't just force you to eat. They think that making you eat is the solution and get upset when Dominic and Bronwyn don't make you.

Instead, similar to Sheriff Hayes, they'll provide a mini-fridge and small storage area for any 'safe' snacks you have for yourself. That way at least you're eating something, even if it's small. Andy, being a child, doesn't really understand why you aren't eating but he doesn't care that much.

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Father, Aspen and Micah (Spirit World)

Assuming this is after your change from a human to a spirit, they probably attribute it to trauma from eating the food without knowing how it would change you.

Father mostly coaxes you to eat small things, like broth, and promises rewards if you comply. Micah, despite being more heavy handed, gets worried when he isn't sure if you've eaten or not and will regularly check in on you to make sure you've ate something. Aspen doesn't get it at all and chalks it up to you wanting something different then what they have. Expect to be dragged through the restaurant district regularly while Aspen tries to tempt you with different foods.

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Neglectful Hero Team (Rookie)

Yeah good luck with that. They will put a feeding tube down your throat in the name of 'protecting you'.

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Finn and Julian (Heart of the Sea)

They're mainly worried about the fact that you might get scurvy then anything else. Expect to be drinking a lot of lemon water and having oranges for a snack anytime you do want one.

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[whencyclopedia]

Childbirth in Ancient Rome

Childbirth in ancient Rome was considered the main purpose of marriage. Roman girls married in their early teens, and in elite society, some married before they reached puberty. The legal age for marriage was 12 for a girl; 15 was accepted as being an age fit for conception.

The ability to produce a family was also an explicit political concern in Roman society. Emperor Augustus (r. 27 BCE to 14CE) was particularly troubled by the declining birth rate, especially amongst the upper classes, when he promoted legislation, the Julian Laws in 18 BCE and the Papia-Poppaean Laws in 9 CE, which included measures to promote marriage and reward freeborn women who had more than three children.

Risks & Mortality

There were many risks involved during pregnancy both for mother and child; Pliny the Younger (61 to c. 113 CE) in his Epistulae highlights those risks when he writes of his own young wife, who did not realise that she was pregnant and failed to take certain precautions resulting in her suffering a miscarriage and being gravely ill (8.10). He also writes of the tragedy of two young sisters whom he knew, who both died giving birth (Epist. 4.21.1-3). For any pregnant young girl in labour, physical immaturity could have an adverse effect on the possibility of a normal birth; the remains of a 16-year-old pregnant female discovered in Herculaneum, buried by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius, indicates that this girl may have died anyway struggling to give birth because her immature pelvis was too narrow.

The rates of child mortality at birth or in the first five years of life were high with one in three children dying in their first year, many within the first few weeks. Fronto (95-166 CE), the tutor of Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius (r. 161-180 CE), tells of his own personal experience of having lost five children, losing each one separately, each one being born at a time when he bereaved another (1.2 Fronto, To Antoninus Augustus ii. 1-2). To counteract mortality rates, fertility rates needed to be high, a woman in antiquity on average gave birth five or six times as some of those children would not survive. Certainly, the cases of maternal and infant mortality would have varied with the socio-economic classes in Roman society; families in the lower classes had to cope with hardship and poverty, and for the newborn, the risks of infant mortality were compounded by poor diet, poor sanitation, and poor medical knowledge.

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[odo-apologist]

Some Pat headcanons because I love him and also I relate to him heavily so a few of these are very unashamedly self-projection lmao (warning for the sixth bullet point which mentions a bit of self-harming behavior)

Many of his scouts have come to visit his death site to pay their respects, particularly in the years immediately following his death. He's always excited to see what they ended up doing as adults, so Allison looks them up online for him to see

Pat sleeps less than many of the other ghosts since his arrow makes it harder to get comfortable

He's bisexual, but I'm torn between whether he realized that during his life or if he's still sort of oblivious to it. If the latter, I think he had several queer friends and acquaintances who came out to him first because they knew he'd be supportive. I think his revelation in this case comes after The Captain's coming out. I've seen some people imagine him as trans, which I do love, but I usually see him as cis and trying his best to be a good ally. Though I can so vividly envision him adjusting his glasses, saying, "Actually, I think you'll find his pronouns are 'they/them'" and nodding with satisfaction that it hurts. He's confused but he's got the spirit

He started addressing Fanny as Lady B fairly soon after his death. Though she initially was indignant about it, she softened fairly quickly as she actually does like it

He got bullied quite a bit as a kid, though he didn't often pick up on the intentions behind it and only realized it more in hindsight. In a similar vein, taking into account Carol's insistence that he go on a diet in Button House Archives, I think she occasionally did fatshame him or make comments about his weight which he re-examines after the revelation of her cheating (note: I don't want to flatten Carol into a heartless monster or anything, I think her and her relationship with Pat is complex, but I think it's fair that some of Carol's dissatisfaction would appear in ways like this and there seems to be some canonical basis for it)

He is autistic and experiences meltdowns and autistic rage issues, especially when he's forced to change his schedule at the last minute. During meltdowns, he might storm off and engage in self-injurious behavior, like biting his hands or scratching at his legs. After his death, he'll sometimes grip and move his arrow

Pat was very friendly and enthusiastic in his job at the bank, knowing all of the regular patrons, remembering all the details about their lives, and striking up chats with any people who came in. With his bizarre luck (thinking of that detail of him being detained on holiday due to a coup and his unintentional assistance in a murder), he likely narrowly avoided a robbery of his bank when the potential robber got impatient during a long conversation Pat was having with the person in front of him and left for different bank. Anyways he's earned employee of the month on numerous occasions and is proud every time

Being in a car with Pat is a bit of an ordeal; if he's the one driving, he's prone to road rage (especially if he runs into traffic or other cars are going too slow), and if someone else is, he's a backseat driver. If he had lived to teach Daley to drive, it would've been chaotic

He and Julian have engaged in several heated arguments about Margaret Thatcher over the years and each time it takes them a while to cool down

Expanding on the bit in the first episode where he's smiling after Jemima's demonstration, I feel like Pat will smile or laugh during inappropriate situations, like ones that are tense and uncomfortable, occasionally in an attempt to hide his own negative feelings or try to make other feel at ease. If he's watching a film or show depict such situations, he often unconsciously smiles in a vicarious response to characters' discomfort

He died with his wallet on him, in which he has pictures of Carol and Daley. When he feels maudlin, he takes them out to look at them

I saw one post about him watching Star Trek and I'm so enamored by that. He's delighted to find out there were more series in the franchise after his death. After watching them, though, his favorite is still TOS- partially due to nostalgia but also because I think the campy yet sincere vibe of it fits him best (I had to check the exact date of his death to see if he would've been alive for Search for Spock and I'm happy to report he was 😌 Glad he didn't have to go through the first part of his afterlife still thinking Spock was dead). I also like to think he watched classic Doctor Who with Daley

Related to the last one, he cried when Spock died in Wrath of Khan. No matter how many times he's seen it, he gets teary-eyed over Goose's death in Top Gun. I think he does cry quite a bit over media and finds it cathartic

He's very excited to learn about podcasts. You mean people can host their own sort of radio show from their home? That's amazing, that! Along with listening to various podcasts with the other ghosts, he introduces a club where they talk about what they'd make podcasts about- essentially recreating their daily talks in a new format without realizing it

[is-this-mathieu-enriched]

I remember you mentioned that the Mads is a class 2 species and requires a license to keep. Can you explain more about this classification? What are some other class 2 species? Is there a class 3?

Species classification is regularly made out to be much more complicated than it really is! It is purely a system for rating the needs of a specific species, and determining whether those needs can be met by an untrained keeper.

Class One species do not require a licence to keep. They include all those we are so used to seeing, such as the Tadej, Wout, Pippo or Jasper. This doesn't mean Class One species have no specific needs! A fancy Mathieu will require a chew-safe mirror and items to accessorise with, a Matej will not thrive unless presented with an ever-changing selection of challenging enrichment toys and enclosure fastenings to unlatch, and a Tibor needs plenty of burrowing room.

Nor does it ever mean that adopting without doing your research first is a good idea. Your beloved companion is dependent on you to provide for their needs. The better informed you are, the more able you will be to give them an enriching, happy and healthy life.

Class Two species, such as the Mads, are obligate symbiotes. A solitary member of these species can not be kept; their health depends on having at least one bonded companion. Other examples include the Tiesj and the Nathan.

In addition, Class Two species also possess complex health needs, such as with the Geraint above, shown with a bonded Luke (Remcos are also a common choice of bonded companion). Loving and very gregarious, they are prone to falls even on the flattest of surfaces. Supervised outdoor time should therefore be tailored to reduce the risk of injury, whilst still providing active play. The Primož has been proposed as a Class Two species multiple times, yet currently remains within Class One.

A Class Two licence can generally be obtained over a period of six to eight weeks, and will equip you with all the knowledge you need to keep these wonderful species healthy and happy.

Class Three species require a more stringent licence to keep, and have needs which require significant additional provision. A good example is the Julian, one of the peloton's few marsupials.

With an exclusive diet of leaves, every Julian will have a favourite type of tree, and eat only from that. The leaves supplied must be fresh, and offered in an orientation mimicking the way they grow on the tree. As any keeper will tell you, a Julian faced with leaves laid flat will opt simply to scream until they have been rearranged to hang vertically again. In addition, climbing is an important part of general fitness, so a Julian needs an enclosure with substantial vertical room.

Other examples include the Benoît, requiring suffiently pressurised water to mimic the effects of depth, and the Warren, yet to be successfully kept outside Brittany.

Gaining a Class Three licence takes a longer period of study of approximately six months, including a substantial practical component. This should not be viewed as a barrier, but simply the necessary grounding required to successfully keep a companion with more challenging needs.

Class Four species are not kept in captivity, save only by wildlife centres for conservation purposes. A typical example is the Demi pictured above. Efforts to protect the habitat of these beautiful top predators are vital, however they are much too dangerous to be kept by the general public. Class Four species do not belong in an enclosure, but in the wild. Studies have shown that the reintroduction of a Class Four species to an area is beneficial for the whole food chain!

[sophaeros]

They’re young enough to look dandy on a non-stop diet of Budweiser, cheese steaks and late nights (at 22, Julian is the oldest). They’re dumb enough to think that grappling for each other’s crotches is still funny (the way they do it, it sort of is). They’re bright enough to argue over their favourite part of Waiting For Godot (“but,” they advise, “existentialism shouldn’t be taught to the under-nines”). They’re naive enough to be impressed by the whole experience (“Man, our single is in Tower Records! Next to Stereolab!”). And they’re wise enough to want to get it completely right (the US version of their single was sent to the printers of Marlboro packets, so they could get an exact match for the red and white sleeve).

— the strokes for the face, 2001 / wr. johnny davis (x)

[feel-the-fire]

Julian Robotnik, to Snively: You're semi-evil. You're quasi-evil. You're the margarine of evil. You're the Diet Coke of evil. Just one calorie, not evil enough.

[dandylion240]

Joel was going to help Jake with the treehouse but got sidetracked by giving his baby brother Jericho a hug before Hunter put him to bed.

Then Joel received a call from Maira to hangout. That was a better offer than building a treehouse.

Joel: are you sure you don't want anything?

Maira: no I'm good

Joel: we could share

Maira: no I'm on a diet

Joel: you look fine to me

Isaac tried to surprise jake by trying to finish the treehouse while Jake was at work but all the hard work sent him into labor early.

Isaac trying to do his breathing exercises.

Jake did meet him at the hospital.

Jake: eew i can't watch this....

Jake still looks stunned at seeing his son born.

Jake did eventually warm up to the newest member of the family. Welcome the family Julian.

@theosconfessions

[marienoirbel]

I can't fucking stop drawing her wtf

Anyways Margo's stanked form (might change it later)

She can stank other students for a short amount of time. Yes this is a reference to the fact she stinks and smells weird

Been planning with my friends about how I would introduce her to the show and thought abt her showing up on a Valentine's day special where maybe she asks Randy to send a mysterious letter to Julian but he fucks up and everyone on the school reads it and starts making fun of her and yeah

And also Julian doesn't even know who the fuck she is bc she's a weird girl who just watches Julian from afar (in not a creepy/stalker way ofc/j)

Oh and also I was joking around about the fact that her diet consists of mostly McFist's trash and she barely drinks water and she might not be affected by the contaminated water on "Winner Takes Ball" bc well she barely even bathes or drinks water lololol. While she isn't zombified she talks to Julian through a mirror idk he might be so bored

Oh and also

yeah

[saibugslegacy]

Percival Valley Ask Game

Because of my foolishness I am now committed to make these with all my MCs so here we go. Questions by @rypnami

1) if your mc was an animagus, what would their form be? if they are, what is their form?

I genuinely have no idea for Percival. Maybe a horse?

2) if they could choose what animagus form they would take, would it be the same? or would they want to have a different animal form?

Percival would choose to not be an animagus because he has enough to worry about and the process is a lot of work

3) does your mc have a favourite colour? why is it their favourite?

Purple! No reason, he just really likes it. Idris is definitely lucky it's purple though considering his hair is stuck that way

4) in a modern au, would your mc use social media? what would their preferred platform be? why is if their preferred one?

Probably Reddit and Twitter if I'm being honest with myself

5) did you consult wand lore when choosing their wand? if so, why did you pick what you did? if not, would you ever change wand details to match your mc?

I did! Percival has the most main character wand ever: elder wood and phoenix feather. Elder wood is ridiculously powerful and rare, and apparently the users are marked for a “special destiny”. Phoenix feather is mainly to allude to his patronus being a phoenix

6) what is your mc’s diet? are they vegan, vegetarian, do they eat whatever? Why?

He's a fairly picky eater because he has a lot of sensory issues around food but otherwise no special diet

7) what is your mc’s backstory as to why they didn’t join hogwarts until 5th year? or did you retcon that part of the story when creating them?

Percival (and Idris) didnt go to Hogwarts because their father kept sending the letters back with the reply saying his children would not be attending. Then he died and the twins were stuck in an orphanage. Professor Fig personally showed up to tell them about Hogwarts and magic and they decided to go 5th year

8) what house is your mc in? why are they in that house?

Percival is a Ravenclaw because he is a fucking nerd. Kidding, but it's not entirely wrong. He hates not knowing things, he loves answering unanswered questions, and his curiosity is a hust part of him. There are so many times he gets scared and wants to bail on everything, but he stays because he's so curious and refuses to leave the questions unanswered

9) were you inspired by characters from other media when making your mc? if so, which characters? and how did they influence your mc?

Not from media, but Percival was based on one of my old OCs named Julian Athantis

10) does your mc have any special abilities? (legilimens, parsletongue, metamorphagus, etc) how do they choose to use these powers? did you give them powers for fun, or does it relate to their backstory/plot?

Other than the sense that at first he has more Ancient Magic abilities no. Unless a dark curse counts

11) what is your mc’s blood status? how does it affect their time at hogwarts? how does it affect their home life?

They're both half-bloods but it doesn't affect them that much. The most it does is that they were raised muggles and have to try and uncover their father's legacy

12) did your mc open the repository? why or why not?

They did not because they knew they didn't want that much power

13) if your mc opened the repository, how did absorbing all that power affect them, if it did at all?

N/A

14) what does your mc think of the keepers? do they trust them? why or why not?

Percival fucking hates those people. They're hoarding and hiding and even erasing knowledge. But worst is that they are testing and forcing 15 year old children to do their dirty work. A N D they constantly talk down to and about Idris

15) how does your mc’s story continue after 5th year? how do they cope with everything that happened with ranrok, sebastian, etc?

Well I can't spoil that, but I can tell you Percival's curse has a large part to play

16) did your mc learn the unforgivables? why or why not?

No, but he would have had he been given the opportunity because he thinks the limitation of knowledge is absurd

17) did your mc turn in sebastian? why or why not?

He does not. For….reasons :)

18) what is your mc’s family like? do they have siblings? do they still have parents?

They had two parents who were amazing parents and a little sister Annabelle but all three were killed by Ranrok and their father did lie to them their whole lives

19) does your mc have a love interest? who is it? why did your mc fall for that character, if they do have a love interest?

Garreth Weasley! Percy falls for Garreth because he's so…laid back. He's a spot of sunshine and fun when Percival doesn't have it. And he just cares so much about Percival, even thought Percival isn't as fun or sweet as Garreth

20) does your mc have a favourite spell? if so, what is it and why do they like it the most?

If he had to pick one probably the disillusionment charm. He prefers charms over any other type of spell and he prefers being discreet so this spell helps him avoid unnecessary fights

21) if you could change anything that the mc does in the game, what would it be? why would you change it? how would you change it? (ie; a line they say, an event of a quest, things of that nature)

The storyling of the Sallow twins has such a huge impact on the game but nothing comes of it in the end. Whether its curing Anne, not being able to, or even something as simple as knowing how/where the twins end up would be better

22) does your mc have any pets? if so, why do they have the pets they have? and for fun, what are their pets’ names?

Prof. Weasley gets Percival a Eurasian eagle owl over the summer so he can keep in touch with his friends but that's it

23) when designing your mc, why did you choose the appearance you did? has it changed at all since you first made them? would you change anything now?

Honestly I had a pretty clear image of Idris in my mind and even made them first. I just used the same face and shape and such to make Percival then changed his hair, skintone, and scars. I wish I could find a style that was curlier because his hair isn't supposed to be that straight but that one was the closest I could find

24) where is your mc from? where is their family from?

They are scottish on their father's side and South African on their mother's

25) what is your mc’s favourite season? why is it their favourite?

Summer, he loves being able to sit outside and read without it being too cold or rainy

26) how about your mc’s favourite holiday? what makes it special to them?

He doesn't particularly care for holidays anymore but he used to love his and Idris’ birthday

27) if your mc wasn’t in their current house, where would they have been sorted? why do you think they’d be there?

Gryffindor. Percival wants absolutely nothing to do with Ancient Magic and goblins and poachers. In fact he's terrified of all of the above. But every time he squares his shoulders and does it anyway. That screams bravery to me.

28) does your mc have a favourite childhood toy? if so, what was it? do they still have it with them?

He has a bracelet that a little baby Idris made him that he doesnt wear anymore because hes so scared to lose it

29) what kind of music would your mc like? is there a reason?

Im sorry but Percival would adore Taylor Swift. He likes lyrics and hed like fun pop songs so Taylor is the best bet

30) last but not least, just tell us something you love about your mc!

I loooove that his hair is purple. Something about having a character in the 1800s with colored hair makes me excited

[noitsbecky127]

rebecca watches ds9: distant voices

we open with a lunch date!!!

diet culture still exists in the 24th century 😔

it’s julian’s birthday! one year closer to the carrington award!

i wonder what a cardassian mystery novel is like

how are ALL the suspects guilty

i would like to read a cardassian enigma tale

not much of a surprise party if julian knows it’s happening!

live footage of me when i turned 20

julian: *stabs fork into food with malicious intent*

what the fuck kind of alien is this

wonder what biomemetic gel actually does

a lethean. never heard of those. wonder if we’ll ever hear of them again

bro really needs that biomemetic gel i guess!

oh shit

it appears that letheans have some sort of electrocution ability!

and down goes julian

where did everyone go

i’m getting really sick of the flickering-lights effect. will someone please fix the lights

looks like the slow march into middle age won’t be all that slow after all

wtf is quark hiding from

who is this mysterious he

ok quark i know you’re a coward but this is ridiculous

replicators aren’t supposed to do that I don’t think

garak wtf

garak you are NOT HELPING

do NOT split up

you will not see him on the promenade in an hour

we’re losing the lights. that’s probably bad

of course the alien guy is still here

i hear kira! and odo!

julian’s looking older by the second

altovar. that’s the alien guy’s name

ok everyone’s gone insane

everyone is insane and julian’s having audio hallucinations and is rapidly becoming decrepit. i don’t think there’s a logical explanation for this

oh ok this is a coma dream. classic

why would a tricorder work properly in a coma dream? why would anything be remotely normal in a coma dream? i’m not doubting any of julian’s conclusions but the methodology needs work

“you’d think he’d pick some better company” you guys are his only friends

everyone represents bits of julian except for the lethean who represents the lethean. smth smth that post about how the symbolism is going to kill you

how’d you wind up in this situation. i don’t think garak plays tennis

i wonder why coma dream garak plays tennis

guess being a figment of the doctor’s imagination comes with medical knowledge

altovar stop kidnapping julian’s friends

it’s a coma dream i don’t think a phaser is gonna work

“you can’t outrun death” yes he can, he has plot armor!

julian’s a damn senior citizen by now. by the time he wakes up he’s gonna be like bones in the tng pilot

I like the real Miles better than this one too

don’t worry julian your plot armor will save you

man this episode is fucking surreal

“EVERYONE LOSES 😈” *EVIL LAUGH*

hello again garak

what do you represent then

for that matter what does QUARK represent

not the broken hip 😭

this entire episode is insane

if he gets any older he’s gonna crumble to dust

ah yes, the birthday party

a party hat and everything!

I think Julian will have had more than enough of birthdays by the end of this

idk how relevant engineering skill is gonna be here. this is a coma dream

that is entirely too many tennis balls

so if garak is altovar then what’s the altovar we saw

oh wait that was probably also altovar. never saw them together and all that

wait hang on I want to know more about Julian’s parents

you can’t get a lizard bf in professional tennis

or well. maybe you can. but it’s much easier to do in starfleet

I don’t know anything about preganglionic fibers or postganglionic nerves so I’m just gonna believe whatever the show tells me about them

wouldn’t being salutatorian still carry a fair bit of pressure? guess it’s not as much as valedictorian

oh shut up altovar, julian recognizing that no means no is good actually

besides jadzia has a bajoran gf and he has a cardassian bf

I think everyone’s a little bit in love with Jadzia. like, look at her

he awakens! i bet being thirty doesn’t seem so bad now

plot armor protects from everything, even fatal telepathic attacks

“you still don’t trust me” - man who should not be trusted ever

ok good he’s self-aware. god I love these two

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

"What's that sound behind the thick door"

Anyway, another crappy SVE one-shot, but this time I'm back to Lance x My OC Farmer because I haven't written anything about Julian in a while. So, yeah...

⚠️ Warning: light NSFW, swearing

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The full moon reflected silver on the surface of the sea water, creating a beautiful path that Drake was eager to walk along. The young First Slash Clan member had used up almost all of his mana today to learn how to stand on the water surface without getting wet, but it wasn't enough for him. He's finally figured out how to read the spell correctly, and so he wants to practice more and more until his leg muscles ache from the flow of mana circulating through his veins. But fainting from fatigue is not an option, as his and Brianna's patrolling the Fable Reef today.

So Drake stood on the sandy shore for another minute, enjoying the coolness of the summer night and the seascape, and then headed towards the Guild entrance.

He didn't have to look for his partner for long, as the grumbling of the violet-haired girl could be heard throughout the hall.

"Agh! Fucking hell, stupid- if I'd known this torpedo trout was going to be so stinky - I wouldn't have never touched this damn thing. Yuck! All the soap, and it's still not enough..."

To be honest, the strong smell of fish is quite usual for all members of the First Slash, as most of their diet is fish and seafood, and all thanks to the Gem Ocean, which is rich in marine fauna. However, because of the torpedo trout, created by "dumbass cowards wizards from Gotoro" (Brianna's words), not only ships and boats of the Ferngill Republic's inhabitants became endangered, but also local fish, some species of which were on the verge of extinction.

A member of another Guild, a good friend of Lance's, and the topic of discussion of almost the entire community of adventurers and mages, came to the rescue of the First Slash with fish - Julian needed only a week, a trusty rod and good bait to catch almost the entire shoal of this cursed trout that terrorised the ocean. And since this magical fish, when studied, remained an ordinary fish and, most importantly, safe to eat, the issue of the First Slash clan's expiring provisions was solved as well.

Only the smell from the fish was unbearable - even for regular fish - to the point where cutting and further study had to be moved to fresh air. Brianna, unfortunately, was a "victim" of that odour.

"It's not so bad, and you don't smell like a cut durian anymore." At Drake's not-too-successful attempt to cheer up her partner and lover, Brianna threw a 'stinky' glance in his direction.

'We'll see how you talk when we're both in the same bed after work. Friendly reminder: there are no windows in our room." Still, the girl's stern look softened as she looked at Drake's sympathetic face. "Okay, we'll be patrolling the shore soon. Jolyne and the others have probably gone to bed by now." Brianna's gaze travelled from Drake's face to the wooden door to the guest room that was behind him.

"And that guy with blue and green eyes... Does he sleep here too?"

"Hmm?" Drake turned back around, shifting his gaze to the door as well. "I don't remember Julian leaving the Guild. Though... I haven't seen him in like two hours either. Can't say for sure" He hesitated.

"Shall we check the guest room?" Briana suggested.

"Why? Maybe he's in there, and asleep already. Don't wanna bothering him."

"Him, or them?"

"Them?" Drake asked.

"With Lance."

Sigh, this again...

During the whole time Julian had been at Fable Reef, Brianna had noted to herself that Lance had begun to behave unusually in his presence. Everyone couldn't tell at first glance, but she was not dumb. The look that their second-in-command and that blonde weirdo gave each other... It was the same look she had given Drake when their feelings for each other had just begun to blossom.

That's when the rumours of their secret affair started. Edmund quickly joined in to listen to his friend's gossip, because life on the island was getting a little boring. Gale pretended not to be interested, but still listened to what the others were discussing. All the guild members decided not to let their commander Jolyne in on the details, or else she would have kicked everyone's ass for slacking off on patrol.

"What makes you think there's anything between these two?" Drake still didn't believe Brianna and her 'connected dots theory."

"Because," she said, "I was keeping watch, not exhausting myself in salt water trying to master a spell."

" Wha- Hey, I was practising, you know! While you sneaking around and-"

"AH!~"

A muffled moan could be heard behind the thick wooden door of the guest room. The couple of blue cloaked adventurers instantly fell silent, exchanging surprised looks.

"Well, this farmer is definitely here...."

On tiptoe, Brianna and Drake moved closer to the door, trying to hear anything else. For half a minute there was complete silence, broken only by the sound of the sea from the window and the unpleasant buzzing of gnats near the hall lamps. Both of them were about to think that they had imagined it, when suddenly they heard the same muffled but more clear words:

"Gentle, La -ah! Lance... hah..."

Although the building itself was old, the soundproofing in the rooms was still great. So it had to be really loud to hear this

"Wow, they're definitely fucking." Violent-haired girl conclusion was final.

"Brianna..."

"Edmund owed me a bottle."

"I never thought... Well, I mean, Lance is within his rights to date whoever he wants, I just didn't expect that farmer to... Wait," Drake stopped, "what bottle?"

"Edmund said he didn't believe Lance and this Julian guy were in a secret relationship at all. We bet on a bottle of 'Bluemoon' wine from Stardew Valley. I won," She smiled victoriously at her partner.

"Why am I not surprised..." he signed. "Can we move away from the door, please? I feel uncomfortable, like we're intruding...."

"Aren't you curious?"

"No! Brianna, c'mon!"

She put her hands up. "All right, all right, let's go already," the girl looked into Drake's dark blue eyes again and prodded him. "And after work.... we can open a bottle, light some candles~"

"Heh, you think the smell of candles will block out your fish stench?" This time Drake got a little poke in the side with Brianna's elbow.

"You asshole...." But there was no irritation in the girl's voice. She spoke again, "Hopefully this wine will be good, because the last bottle from Edmund was so terrible..."

""Last bottle?", huh."

Jolyne's commanding voice immediately made the young adventurers stand up in a string.

"It's already midnight, why aren't you two on patrol?" The Guild Head crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow questioningly, humbling her subordinates with a single glance.

"Uh- uh... O- on our way, ma'am." A startled Drake quickly saluted Jolyne, and grabbing Brianna by the sleeve, pulled her towards the hallway exit. Jolyne gave them a glance, stood by that very door for half a minute, listening to the silence, before sighing tiredly and shaking her head, heading for her room.

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"Ouch! Love, can you- ow! Can you please be careful..." For a Stardew Valley hero and stoic adventurer, Julian had been whimpering for about half an hour now from the simple massage his partner Lance had graciously provided.

"You should have been more careful earlier, my soul." The pink-haired man pressed Julian's bare back with precise finger movements, forcing the muscles to relax. "Didn't I tell you about the importance of exercising periodically and not sitting in one position for long?"

"The torpedo trout nibble was insane, you saw the bubbles over the water yourself!" Lance wouldn't argue here: his lover had indeed had a very successful and exciting fishing trip. So exciting, in fact, that the blond-haired young man had sat on the sandy shore today with a fishing rod for almost seven hours straight. In one position.

Lance started rubbing Julian's back again. "Still, stretch your body more often, okay? Because if this pain caught you in a fight, it could end badly." Under Lance's hands, Julian almost melted like butter on a hot day. And how his partner knew which points to press.

"Mhm, m'kay. Thanks, love."

"You're welcome, Julian," he paused for a second. "How are you feeling?"

"Never feel better." mumbled Julian sleepily, to the chuckle of his pink-haired lover.

"I think we're done here. Come on, we should get ready for bed. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for the two of us."

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

AB, Mogwix and Co.

This was a piece of art did by one of the other amazing players at my D&D table for The Wild Beyond the Witchlight campaign and I love it! The robot with the hat is my PC, Environmental Analysis Automaton A-B4 or AB for short. They're a Circle of the Shepherd Druid trying to find their creator who went missing at the Witchlight Carnival under mysterious circumstances.

The other member of our party include Buttercup, the minotaur college of lore bard, Pan, the half elf college of eloquence bard/fey pact warlock, Mogwix, the goblin wizard, and Goramorn, the dragonborn way of the dragon monk.

I've been playing them for a while now and thought I'd share some of what I wrote about their creation.

Also, after this campaign wraps up we'll be starting a Curse of Strahd campaign which we will be streaming on twitch! Let me know if any of you are interested in watching or at the very least would like to hear about my PC for that campaign.

Memory Banks: 00.00.00.00.001

Visual data: 

Environment: enclosed, wood interior, man made 

Danger rating: Yellow; tripping and magical hazards  

Lifeforms: 1 Humanoid, Designation: Human Male

Audio data:

Human Male:

…there was light. Ah! Yes! Third time’s the charm, or eleventh in this case. 

 Alright Environmental Analysis Automotom Prototype A-B4, let’s see if you’re the one. Oh, that really is mouthful isn’t it? We’ll have to come up with something different. Of course, if all goes well you’ll be able to do that yourself some day, eh?

Why anyone would want to scrap you is beyond me. Well you know what they say, man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

 Oh, well…I suppose I shouldn’t say that. Readings look like you’re picking up everything audio and visual. Excellent. Was a bit worried about your memory banks. Obviously for an analysis unit all you’d really be worried about are the plants and the like pertaining to your programming. Admittedly it was a spotty job. But the storage is just about perfect. Probably will need to work on expanding it. Wouldn’t want you to have to erase memories to keep new ones. 

Oh well, details to be sorted later. Made a bit of a mess myself. 

Welcome to the world A-B4. I’ve got a feeling you’re going to be spectacular. 

Analysis:

Environment: Moderately hazardous

Humanoid: Mostly harmless

Memory Banks: 00.00.00.00.102

New Program: Designation: Speech 

Audio Data: 

Julian:

Sorry AB. Seems as though I might have crossed the wrong wires. Your visual input is temporarily down, but let’s test out this new feature. 

Oh there have been so many things I’ve been wanting to ask you. Your vocabulary should be up to snuff. I took special care in your speech pattern recognition. Best way to learn is through doing, after all. Doing in this case having been listening to my rambling for the last few months. Hopefully it did us both some good. 

I think it did. It’s how children learn at any rate. 

Alright, first question: what is your name? 

Searching…

Statement: Designation: Environmental Analysis Automotom Prototype A-B4

Julian:

No, not your designation. What is your name?

Statement: Request unclear. Specify. 

Julian:

What do you want to be called? 

Statement: Request unclear. Specify. 

Julian:

Well, I do suppose it’s still a bit early for you to have proper wants now isn’t it? Still got a lot of programming to get through. We’ll save your name for later. Hopefully you won’t resent me calling you AB in the future. 

I hate to ask what your thoughts on me now are.

Statement: Answer. Analysis of Human Male, Designation: Julian. Wizard. Middle Age. Diet: Tea. Sleep pattern: Inconsistent. Communication: Heavily Verbal. Danger level: Yellow. 

Julian: 

Now that’s a shining endorsement, I must say. 

Statement: Understood. Analysis confirmed. 

Julian:

Alright, next on the list, fine tune your audio input to recognize irony. 

And I’m hardly middle aged. I don’t plan to die at seventy. Well, seventy-two if you’re getting technical, but I’m nowhere near the top of the hill let alone going down it. 

Statement: Understood. 

Julian:

Let’s just get your eyes working properly again. 

Memory Bank: 00.00.00.200

New Visual Data: Still Image: Tiefling Female. Expression: Unknown. 

Audio Data:

Julian:

Happy. See the smile? She’s happy. 

Facial Expression: Happy. 

Statement: Understood. Smile means happy. 

Julian:

Alright. Now let’s go back to this one. 

New Visual Data: Still Image: Dragonborn Male. Expression: Happy. 

Julian:

Understandable confusion. See how his brow creases. That’s anger. 

Question: Showing teeth indicates happiness and anger?

Julian:

I’d say it’s usually either or, but yes. The subtleties are in the eyes. Mouths may lie, but the eyes always tell the truth. We’ll get more into the nuances once you get the basics down. 

Question: What is lie?

Julian:

Deception. It’s when a person says one thing but means another. 

Question: Like irony? 

Julian:

Ah no…well, sort of. It comes down to intent really. It’s when somebody makes a false statement and indends for another to believe them. 

Question: Why lie? 

Julian: 

Any number of reasons. Some people lie in order to trick somebody into doing something they want. Other times people lie in order to comfort another. 

Statement: Definition unclear. 

Julian:

Fair enough. I think this is just something you’ll have to wait to figure out when you’re older. 

Statement: Understood. Question will remain unanswered. 

Memory Bank: 00.00.01.002

Julian:

I do hope you don’t find these memories too boring once you properly wake up. I mean, most days are boring, but from what I understand you’ll be able to remember everything that’s ever happened to you, this included. 

I can only imagine what you’ll think of me. Try to be charitable. I’d argue no parent in the world has put this much effort into the actual creation process. 

Oh Gods, me a father? That doesn’t sound right. I’m not old enough– Well, I am plenty old enough, but I never saw myself as the fatherly type. 

Forget I said anything. Or, no, don’t forget. That’s not an order. Just an expression.

I’m really not giving you much of a leg up if I’m your example am I?  We’re going to have to make sure you get out more.

Memory Bank: 00.00.01.095

Visual Data:

Environment: Lab

Danger Rating: Yellow, tripping and magical hazards

Lifeforms: 1 Humanoid, Designation: Elf Male

Facial Expression: Surprised, subcategory: Unknown

Audio Data:

Unknown Elf: 

What in the nine hells? 

New Visual Data:

Lifeform: 1 Humanoid, Designation: Julian

Facial Expression: Surprised, subcategory: Put-out

Julian:

What are you doing back here?

Elf Male:

I should be asking you the same thing. You’re not seriously considering this. 

New Visual Data:

New Facial Expression: Elf Male

Facial Expression: Angry, subcategory: Very

Julian:

There is a reason why I keep my work private. 

Elf Male:

It’s one thing to work with automatons, maybe dabble in trying to awaken one for a period of time, but this? Do you realize what magic you’re tampering with?

Julian:

What I’m doing is just taking the awaken spell and to its most logical conclusion. Where exactly am I going too far? 

Elf Male:

To create a sentient creature they require a soul. You think you can just create a soul out of whole cloth?

Julian:

Last I checked quite a number of creatures create new souls every day, oftentimes by accident. 

Elf Male:

You know what I mean. Those are living, breathing, biological beings touched by the divine. This is a machine. Whatever programs or even magic you put into it, all it will ever be able to do is pantomime mortal emotions. It will forever be soulless unless you give it one or somehow deluded yourself into thinking you could create one. 

Julian:

I am making no claims to my personal ability to isolate the soul. My only claim is that something doesn’t require biological parts to have one. 

AB has no baseline instincts, not even survival. They were initially programmed for cold, calculated analysis of raw environmental data. All I’m doing is attempting to give them the ability to ask why and the choice to find the answer. 

Curiosity, in its purest form. That’s where it all starts. I give them the baseline ability to recognize emotions in others and the rest writes itself. How they decide to react will ultimately be up to them as they grow to understand and empathize with the world around them. Now look me in the eye and tell me that’s not any child you’ve ever met in your life. 

Elf Male: 

All without a soul to guide them. 

Julian:

You really haven’t met many children, have you?

Elf Male:

This isn’t a joke, Julian. Gods, do you not hear yourself?

Julian:

What exactly am I doing wrong? I’m not hurting anyone. No bodies are being exhumed. No souls have been stolen. No deals have been struck. All I am doing is what every wizard has done which is explore the full extent of our reality. 

Now either you’re right and what I end up making will merely pantomime mortals. Or I’m right, and I will have proven that souls are not given to us by some divine entity. What we call a soul is created within ourselves for each other. No gods required. 

Elf Male:

I can only hope I’m right.

Julian:

And I can only feel sorry for you. 

Visual Data:

Elf Male: Out of range

Analysis:

Elf Male: Potentially harmful

New Visual Data:

Lifeform: Julian

Facial expression: Sad, subcategory: unknown

Question: Are you sad?

Julian:

Not sad, AB. Disappointed perhaps.

Statement: Understood. Expression is disappointment.

Question: What is disappointment?

Julian:

It’s when you hoped something would be different from what it actually is. 

I wish I could tell you people like him are a minority. I wish I could say that others will see you and fully accept you as the person you will become. 

Some of them will. I think most people will want to. It’s hard to say. There is a great deal of ignorance and fear in the world, and a lot of people are content to leave it that way. 

Do try to be patient with us though. We’re only mortal. 

Statement: Request unclear. Specify. 

Julian:

I guess what I mean to say is, go into the world assuming people want to be kind.

Statement: Understood.

Question: And this can cause disappointment? 

Julian:

More often than not, but you’ve got to do it anyway. 

Statement: Understood. 

Memory Bank: 00.00.00.01.269

Audio Data:

Julian: 

I really do hate to admit it AB, but perhaps Dustain was right. Arcane magic will only get us so far. You’ve progressed nicely, but something is missing. Just that last little umph. 

Don’t worry, I’m not about to ask a god for help. Bastards would just rub in our faces. 

The awaken spell is the baseline of all of this. Perhaps that’s the best place to start. The magic innate in nature is separate from the divine. You’re not so different. Metal is merely refined elements found in nature. Just because you’re man made shouldn’t exclude you. 

Hmm, perhaps I shouldn’t have wiped all that analysis programming. 

Memory Bank: 00.00.00.02.154

Julian:

Now this is silly, isn’t it. I’m not even sure if this is going to work. But, I think I’ve got a lead on something that might finally wake you up. Not sure when I’ll be coming back, if I will. Of course, if I don’t come back, you’ll hardly care, now, will you? But, you might care, someday. Depends if this works. Memories are funny like that. They change the more you remember them. That was the point of all my ramblings anyway. 

What am I trying to say here? Wish me luck? Wish us luck? 

I can’t wait to meet you.

[teamwindsorroyals]

Source: Old History Memories/FB

Deborah Cavendish the Duchess of Devonshire (1920-2014) and her husband Andrew Cavendish, the Duke of Devonshire and their two children; Peregrine and Emma. The family were photographed by Norman Parkinson for Vogue magazine, in August 1952.

Debo as she was affectionately known, was the youngest of seven siblings. She has five sisters Nancy, Pamela, Diana, Unity, Jessica and a brother, Tom. Her death in 2014 as the last of the clan, signalled the end of an era which had spanned 110 years of the Mitford girls capturing society.

Her parents, David, 2nd Baron Redesdale and his wife Sydney were for the best part penniless and eccentric aristocrats. School for the girls was frowned upon, in case they should develop thick calves from playing hockey (Tom, who spent time away studying at Eton, was a Barrister and musician, later killed in Burma in 1945). Amongst other things, linen napkins were abandoned because of the cost of laundering them, and the children were forced to follow a kosher diet on the premises that cancer was less prevalent among Jews. The girls were very hands on and practical at home, developing enquiring minds as they were essentially left to their own devices. This made them ever more appealing when they entered society. Of the sisters, Jessica, Nancy and Deborah became writers.

Their combination of beauty, brains and humour catapulted them to celebrities status and they remained continually courted by the press covering stories of affairs, notoriety and extreme politics.

Diana’s affair with fascist leader Sir Oswald Mosley caused her to leave her marriage to Britain’s wealthiest man at the time, Irish brewing heir, Bryan Guinness. Unity followed her infatuation with Hitler to Germany and died from an attempted suicide. Jessica’s communist support of the Spanish Civil War led her to flee to Spain at age 18, eventually settling in the US. Nancy became a Dior wearing socialist, who left her marriage and moved to France where she indulged in a doomed affair with Charles de Gaulle's right-hand man, Gaston Palewski. Pamela, married the millionaire scientist Derek Jackson and sought of a quieter life out of the limelight. At the time, 15 year-old Debo, who had a crush on Derek, fainted when she heard the news.

Much like the Queen Mother, Debo was looking forward to a life of relative obscurity by marrying the second son of the Duke of Devonshire, Andrew Cavendish in 1941. Unexpectedly, when the 10th Duke died in 1950, they found themselves the 11th Duke and Duchess of Devonshire. Inheriting Chatsworth, Hardwick Hall, Lismore Castle and Bolton Abbey. Death duties meant they donated Hardwick Hall to the nation and precious works of art were sold as Andrew negotiated endlessly, until the debt was finally settled in 1974.

Their lives changed when Billy Hartington, Andrew’s elder brother and heir, was killed during the Second World War by a sniper's bullet in 1944. His death only four months after his marriage to the very popular Kathleen 'Kick' Kennedy, JFK's sister. Four years later, Kick died in a plane crash and is buried in the churchyard at Edensor on the family estate.

Debo redecorated Chatsworth which had previously been leased to a girl’s school, opened it up to the public and spent 54 years of her life there. Her initiatives included the Chatsworth Farmyard – set up to provide people of all ages and backgrounds with the opportunity to learn about farming, food production and traditional landscapes; Chatsworth Farm Shop; and the Orangery gift shop. A pioneer of her time, it paved the way for the commercialisation of other farm estate businesses like Daylesford and Highgrove Farm shops.

Debo moved into Derbyshire vicarage on the death of her husband and assuming the title Dowager Duchess of Devonshire.

Writers of period dramas and historical fiction have looked to the world of the Mitfords sisters for inspiration. Julian Fellowes’ Violet, the Dowager Countess of Grantham in Downton Abbey is said to be based on Nancy’s wicked humour.

Diana was portrayed by Evelyn Waugh in Vile Bodies, Deborah was painted by Lucian Freud and Jessica had a cardboard coffin named after her. John Betjeman - who at one time was in love with Pamela - celebrated the sisters in a verse, the first lines of which read: "The Mitford girls! The Mitford Girls/ I love them for their sins".

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