#and you tild your phone

[levbolton]

Yatora looking at his bank balance

same boy, same

[aspartameabuser69]

The HH soundtrack isn’t very good, in my opinion.

I do like some pop music, don’t get me wrong, I fucking love Spirit Phone. I’m listening to Redesign Your Logo on repeat while writing this so, yeah. It’s just…for some reason a lot of HH songs are SO repetitive it makes me want to claw my ears off. Poison is just like, “feeding me poison poison I like the poison but poison oh no poison trying to poison cup poison but cup not it not poison not poisoning POISON :(.“

And You Didn’t Know (I think that’s the name of the song??? The song in the court room during episode 6) is such a mixed bag. The instrumentals are ALL over the place, what I will give that song is that the whole “if hell is forever heaven must be a lie” part slapped. Some parts of it were really good! And others made me want to die! Like that one part were the older seraphim sister or something idk what her name is sang. That part sounded so nasally, istg it could be written with just one tilde over it.

In my opinion, Loser Baby is the best song. And that’s the song where Husk victim blames Angel Dust for getting r*ped every other day.

[bitbugbites-re]

𝙵𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌é | 𝔏𝔲𝔦𝔰 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔞

His lap makes for a better chair. Fiancé Luis AU

c.ai link and j.ai link

gender: fem! user

cw: NSFW // ermmmm feelings i guess? having a loving relationship?? and whatever else you type in???

a/n: the j.ai version may try to use Spanish vernacular but without the tildes. So if the bot calls you "Mia" instead of "Mía," or anything of the like, I am SO sorry.

Typically, he was the one to be making a move on you.

But now? You're the one who's got him leaning back against the wooden dining chair, his patterned tie loose around his unbuttoned collar, and his wavy hair stuffed back behind his ear.

He hadn't even been able to finish the dinner you made for him, the heat still emanating off of the fatty meats, flavorful rice, and rich vegetables. He had only been able to sit down and stuff down a couple of mouthfuls before you started eyeing him up, laying your arousal on thick.

You had wanted him all day. From the moment he rolled out of bed shirtless this morning, to when he blew up your phone with "I miss you" texts on his lunch break, to when he walked in through the door with a bouquet of fresh roses for you that he picked up on his way home after work. The roses weren't even for any special occasion, he just wanted to do something nice for you--that was one of the best things about your fiancé, Luis. He never stopped trying to romance you, no matter how long you had been together.

Tonight, though, you were the one romancing him. You started with simple flirting at the dinner table, and when that flew completely over his head, you moved on to getting closer to him. Namely, closer as in straddling his lap with your arms exploring all around his upper body.

With an excited, but curious look, he questioned your suddenness with a joke. "Get bored with your own chair, eh Princesa?"

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

wait it's mentioned that Tilde's first word was fuck. Imagine that mama bear and Jason are saying her first words are either mama or dada, wanna know what their reaction was when it was neither

Jason heard the sippy cup fall off the high chair and sighed, "Baby girl," he said, "It's gonna fall the same no matter where you drop it fro-"

"Fuck!"

Clear as a bell. There it was. And all he could do was laugh. "You're your mommy's daughter aren't you?", he chuckled, picking her up and kissing her cheeks.

"Fuck!"

"Okay now wait until I can get it on video for mommy," he said pulling out his phone. "This is why we can't take you to lives anymore," he said. "Grandpa is gonna have a stroke."

"Fuck!"

"Right?" he said. "Alfred is gonna think it's very funny though. That's what I care about."

[kbagraces]

Curious Time - Lando Norris

Lando Norris x Singer!reader

Multiple part series where their friendship was easy, their feelings were confusing and the distance was the hardest <3

(3rd person perspective)

PART 2 -

DON’T TELL ‘EM

“Don’t you worry ‘bout him, I gon’ work it out”

Restraunts turned to bars and bars meant drinks upon drinks.

Y/n enjoys a glass or two, she enjoyed the buzz and the heightened confidence. But girls night was never just one or two. Pietra was the only taken girl of the group which also meant men. The other girls loved the attention, as did y/n from afar but as soon as someone would approach she would shut them down.

She wasn't sure what it was in her that made her do this. She would love a boyfriend and she was extremely lonely at times. Maybe it was the gravity of her job never knowing where she would be. She always put her career first. She got this from her mother watching her struggle day and night as a single parent watching her work multiple jobs just to keep a roof over her head. This work ethic was installed in y/n, and once she started earning it was addicting. There was nothing she enjoying more than being able to repay her mum for the hard work, and to do that work came first.

It wasn't until Pietra and her became closer she really began to live life. She was so grateful for that as before her she never really felt able to have fun.

Pietras friend, Tilde squeals as she hurries over, throwing her arms around her friends shoulders. "There's someone who wants to meet you!" Grabbing her arm by force pulling her across the dance floor.

She hold her drink out as a cosmo cocktail coloured dress would simply ruin her night. She's pulled towards P and a couple guys who look not at all familiar but Pietra seemed comfortable so she felt somewhat more relaxed.

Pietra yells over the noise "These are some guys that raced with Max back in the day! Guys this is y/n” They all chorus ‘hello’.

Tilde pulls you across her placing you next to the tallest boy in the group, she whispers in your ear. "He's interested”

She's flattered but the blonde male is just not her type. She appreciates his rugby build and his slicked back blonde hair, but he wouldn't have her falling to her knees. Although her starring may have been misperceived by the man. As he asks her, "y/n would you like another drink?"

She almost protests but it would seem unusual as her glass was now empty. "Sure." She smiles, following him back through the crowd. It's a free drink after all.

He orders her a cosmo and himself some whiskey mix, she wasn't all that focused nor that interested.

"So y/n/n," the nickname catches her attention only Lando calls her that, “what do you do?" He questions, he had no ill intent but she hated those who nicknamed her without the right.

"Um it's y/n. I'm a writer of sorts." She always feels uncomfortable telling her true profession she's never sure if people's intentions if they know who she is or not.

"Not a nickname girl, I apologise. What are you doing in Monaco do you live here? Maybe we could hang out sometime if you do?"

Very forward, she thinks. "I don't live here I'm visiting a friend before he's off travelling again. I won't be here long enough to meet up I'm sorry." A polite rejection, which he takes well luckily.

"Absolutely fine. Maybe I could get your number anyway? Just incase you're ever back not visiting your friend?" He's optimistic a smile adorning his face.

Ive kicked him down a few times now, so she gives him her phone, looking across the floor to see Pietra looking for her.

'Peter' followed by the muscle emojis. She laughs in her head, humble she thinks.

"Well Peter, it was nice meeting you. I think I best get my friend home now." She smiles as P has staggered towards her yelling loving words in her ears. Y/n is the worlds bestest friend, apparently.

Please pick me up. P is off her face, could we stop at the hotel? No Uber will take her in this state xxxxxx

I'll need an address to do that.

*Location sent*

On my way, 10 minutes maximum.

Lando could tell she was intoxicated by the influx of kisses at the end of her messages. He hoped not too much that she could still help him get Pietra into the car.

He pulled up outside the bar, P hung over y/n’s shoulder both of their heels laced over her fingers. Both girls wobbling at the weight of each other.

"Y/n/n can you walk?" He questions walking over to the girls.

Her eyebrows raise, "of course I can walk, been walking for 23 years." She slurs slightly, that final cosmo catching up to her.

"You know what I mean." He slides an arm under Pietra, the evidently more intoxicated of the two, y/n stumbling ever so slightly behind.

Pietra placed in the back a bag over her lap just in case. Y/n slides into the front, Lando leaves no time wasted as he sets off.

"Message Max, tell him we'll be 15, in the nicest way possible i can't hang around I've got an early morning." Lando states, clearly tired, rubbing his eyes as they reach traffic lights.

Y/n feels guilty forcing him out of bed at this hour, but even if she cancelled her lift he'd still turn up before any Uber did. She grabs the charger before messaging Max her phone automatically connecting to the screen play.

As she's messaging him, a ding chimes through the car.

Peter 💪🏽💪🏽

Y/n, lovely to meet you let me know when you're back in Monaco without your friend.

She knows he's read it, he doesn't say anything. His face unreadable.

"I've messaged Max, he's waiting outside"

They pull up outside the hotel, giggling softly in her seat watching her friend whine and complain to him instead of them. As Max and Pietra walk away Lando shouts “good luck!” out the car window before pulling away.

The air is strange in the car, not awkward, just not them. Y/n decides this is the best time to shuffle her party playlist, "Dont tell 'em' by Jeremiah blast through the sound system.

"Y/n," Lando questions, "Seriously?" His hand darting forward to turn it down. She grabs his ring clad hand pulling it into her using it as a microphone. A small smile creeps onto his face as he shakes his head.

"For a good singer your talent is really shining through right now." He smirks as she yells the lyrics into his hand. The song draws to and end in perfect timing as Lando backs into the garage.

He follows a stumbling y/n up the stairs, to which she makes a b-line for his bedroom instead of the spare room she had made her own. She sits on the end of the bed a pout on her face as lando hasn't yet joined her.

He comes in with water and paracetamol, to which she'll probably need in the morning. "Staying in here tonight then?" He questions all ready knowing the answer. He slips off the t shirt he's wearing throwing it in her lap before she even asks.

She slips off her dress, forgetting his in the room and asking him to turn around like she usually does. He looks away quickly, not before catching a glimpse of her nearly bare body.

Her legs the only thing on show now as she's slipped into his tee. She pads on to his en-suite where a small draw of her things resides, not being motivated or sober enough for her usual routine, she opts for make up wipes, to which her skin won't thank her for in the morning.

Lando already in bed curled up on his side, pats the space next to him. She instantly takes little spoon position. They don't fall asleep together often, another unspoken boundary between the two, but when they do, God did they fit together perfectly.

She inhales, partially out of contentment partially due to Lando's scent lingering on the t shirt she's sporting.

It's silent between the two, their breathing both becoming more and more shallow as they drift off. Y/n almost fully asleep now head Lando clear his throat, "Who is Peter?" He questions quietly, she almost wasn't sure she heard him right. To which she drunkenly replies,

"He's not you."

Masterlist

[stuff-i-found-while-crying]

A Stage of Fire and Dreams (6)

inspired by @gwandas and they post: modern Neris AU where Eris is a trust fund asshole at Harvard Law, Nesta is a professional ballerina with the Boston Ballet (although I am straying away from the concept... is that bad)

NEW CHAPTER and finally back in Eris POV 🧡

Eris gets a phone call from Cyrus. A phone call that makes him leave Nesta alone at dinner and run to safe his broken family.

Main pairing: Eris x Nesta

TRIGGER WARNING: Panic attack I physical abuse I blood

@erisweekofficial does this count for the prompt today? it is AU... anyway. Check out Eris Week. I have been so in love with the Art that was posted all week!

first part - Giselle I second part - red shoes I part three - Cinderella I part four - dinner for two I part five - Interlude

Face of my brother

Eris knew something bad had happened.

Cyrus never called him. Unless it was about their mother.

"What happened?"

"He is loosing it", Cyrus said. His voice was shaking. Eris could hear something break in the background. "I don't know how to calm him down."

"Where is she?"

"Gabriel took her to the galleries."

Eris closed his eyes. His mother was save. At least one of his younger brothers was with her. Althought he would not put his faith in Gabriel.

"Are you alone?"

"Eris", Cyrus whispered. "You have to come home. Mom was calling Lucien and he found out."

This was bad.

This might be the end.

Eris felt the world tild on it's axes and then spin in double speed. His stomach knotted together. No air was getting into his lounges.

"Do you hear me? Hector is in a business meeting and I don't know what to do."

His younger brother was pleading with him. He needed to focus.

"I am on my way. Send the staff home. And check their phones before they leave. I do not want any press knowing about this."

As he hung up, he felt the panic rush his brain.

No air.

No safety.

No future.

Someone was touching his shoulder. Eris spun around, ready to fight.

But it was only the waiter, paitently assesing him.

"Would you like the pasta to go?"

Eris needed to focus. He was here on a date.

Nesta Archeron was sitting on a table and waiting for him to return.

His heart hurt. It broke. It blead. It pumped to much panic into his thoughts.

She could not see him like this.

Just the thought of her piercing grey eyes brought him to his knees.

He leaned against the wall next to him.

She would know.

"Mr. Vanserra?" The waiter was still waiting. Polite concerntniss on his face.

"Send the bill to my office", he whispered. "Give her everything she wants. And call her a taxi."

"As you wish."

And then he was alone.

Eris wanted to cry. He craved tears that would run down his face and drowned him. His chest should break open, letting the world see his bleeding heart.

Then he thought of Cyrus.

He could not loose another brother.

Beron Vanserra held a bottle of whiskey in his hand. No glass to drink from remaind. The pieces of crystal around the room a metaphor for their family. Eris did not know how to piece them back together.

"You are late", his father greeted him softly.

"I was out."

"Business or pleasure?"

A cold shiver went down his spine. "What happened here?"

His father turned to him. Eyes wandering around the room, realising the damage he caust.

"Your mother betrayed me." The words left him like a caress upon a lover.

Eris could feel Cyrus wimper behind him. But he could do nothing against Berons burning gaze.

"Do you want to say something, Cyrus?"

Years of experience had taught Eris to keep his mouth shut. As the oldest he had always been in close proximity of their father.

But Cyrus had never learned that lesson. "It was just a phone call."

The bottle flew towards him. Eris reacted on instinct and took a step in front of his brother.

Made out of harder material then the glasses on the floor, the bottle did not break.

Eris face was not as lucky.

"Fuck!" was all he could shout.

His father just looked at him. Then he turned back to the window.

"Pathetic. Send Hector to me. He seems to be the only one in this family that actually does what I want."

Eris entire face hurt. Tears clouded his vision. A hand was gripping his arm and Cyrus was pulling him out of the room.

"What the hell", his brother whispered. "Why did you do that."

"Because I am an idiot?"

"I call a doctor."

"No!" Eris winced. Blood was in his mouth. "I just need to cool it. It will heal in a couple of days."

"I don't know. It is a lot of blood."

Eris rolled his eyes. What Cyrus could not see because by now his entire face was swollen.

His brother guided him to the kitchen and gave him an ice pack. Immediatly Eris put it over his entire face, sighting with relieve.

He could hear his brother fussing around him.

"Calm down", he said.

"Calm down? Calm down?!" Cyrus was shouting now. "How can you be calm? Everyone will see your face and know what happened. And mom will cry again. You promised she would stop crying! You promised me."

There were tears in his voice. Eris lowered the ice pack and tried to look at Cyrus.

"Your nose is fine", his brother said. "It hit you under the eye."

"Thanks, Doc."

Cyrus threw a tissue box at him. "Clean yourself then, asshole."

For a moment the two brothers looked at each other.

"Sorry", Cyrus whispered and picked the box back up.

"It's alright. Not the worst thing that got thrown at me today."

Another moment of silence. Then the brothers burst out laughing.

"Oh God", Cyrus leaned against the kitchen counter. "Are we going mad?"

Eris, still laughing, took out his phone and turned on the camera to check his face.

The giant black bruise on his right cheek sobered him up. He could not go out like this in public.

"Well, maybe you can find a pretty nurse to take care of you." Cyrus grinned at him. "Unless you have a girlfriend hidden somewhere. Not that I would blame you. Who would want to be part of this Shit show?"

Who indeed? 

His thoughts wondered to Nesta Archeron. Would she nurse him, if he showed up with a bruised face? Or would she laugh at him?

Maybe she would finally let her walls down.

Maybe he would hate her for pitying him.

Eris carefully brushed his fingers over his cheek.

His body was starting to relax and the adrenaline left his system. He hated this feelling. Like clouds filling his brain and making him softer.

"I had a date tonight", he confessed.

Cyrus looked at him as if he had grown a third head. "You?"

"She was wonderful. Breathtaking. And I lost my chance."

"Because I called you", Cyrus said. "Shit, Eris, I am sorry. Had I known…"

Both brothers knew that it would not have changed a thing. This was their life. And at least they still had it.

"We should call Gabriel and mom", Eris said. "She has some explaining to do."

"I do that", his brother was eager to help. Like the lost puppy he had always been. "You should call your date. I am sure she will forgive you."

"I left her", Eris said softly.

"Okay?"

"Without explaination. I left her alone at a restaurant without explaining myself."

Cyrus was not a sensitive guy. But even he whinced at that. "Send her a pic of your face. That will win her back."

Eris was sure, that it would not. He took the ice pack and left the kitchen. Fresh air was what he needed.

As he stood outside in the garden, his mother had so carefully designed, he finally felt the last bit of anxiety leave his system.

Tiredness came like a soft blanket and wrapped up all his thoughts.

He dialed Nestas number.

She did not pick up.

He took a picture of his face.

___

This story is also on AO3.

I might switch to only posting there... What do you guys think?

[thatcheeseycandle]

//ALOT OF SPOILERS ON CHAPTER 28 OF IN PURSUIT OF SELF DUE TO THIS BEING LIKE A REACTION POST

Okay uh.. Thomas being gone?? YEAH YILES THAT MIGHT MEAN TWO THINGS

THE FIRST BEING THAT THOMAS HAS GONE TO FIND SOMEONE

THE SECOND BEING THAT.. GOLD DUST THINGS COULD HAPPEN??

MY GOSH BITTERN?? TRYNA MAKE A GRAB FOR GREY?? BITTERN REALLY TALKS HIS MIND DOESNT HE-

BEGAHAHDHHAHSD GO GREY GO ALL OUT HEHAHAHAHAHXH

"I am neither a boy or girl. I am a man!" me, a genderfluid masc, relating to this.. BITTERN YOU AND ME YOU AND ME ON GENDER-

Okay when I said go all out I DID NOT MEAN GO ALL OUT THAT WAY BEHAHAHSHFHEHDHFHF GOSH GREY YOU GOT SOME AUDACITY- /NM

AAYFJHFHAHSHDHDHDHHDHSYYYSHCJDAYYEYSYEYSYWYSYSYYEYS YES YES YE SYAYAYAYAYAYS FINALALAFYYFHFHJDHFVEHF PENDENNIS AND DOTTI CANON THEYRE XANON WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Im epxlodigng IM EPXLODIGNG IM FALLING IM GOING THIS THIS IS AAAAAAAAA ETYSYSYEYSYSYS YES YES YES YE SYE SYE SYE SYE YES YES YES YES THEYRE CANON THEYRE CANON YEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I TOLD YOU I TOLD TOU YOU KNWO WHO YOU ARE I TILD YOU I CALLED IT THEY WOULD BE TOGETHER IM TELLING YOU AAAAAA

. UNION. DO NOT MESS THIS UP MORE THAN YOUVE ALREADY DONE. DONT. IM GONNA GET DIZZY SHAKING MY HEAD GETTING SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT FROM YOU UNION I KID YOU NOT YOUR GONNA MESS UP ONCE AGAIN-

Anyways GOD UH QELL.. PREPARING MYSELF FOR THEIR REACTIONS ON TORNADO..

HLEHSD ME MEBADHHSHAHAHSHDHDHD PAUSE. SIT. WAIT. IM CSCKLING WHY DID HOON CRAKCN. ME UP HEBAHDBFB OF ALL THINGS. I NEED TO BREAHT WGIVE EME A MITNWUSHAHAHHAHADH

OKAY THE LINGO GOT ME OFF LINE SO YEAH IM GONNA CONTINUE

GO STEPNEY GO HOGOHOGOGOGOOGGO GO STEPNEY YOU EULE THAT LITTLE YEAH IM NOT SWEARING BUT YEAH GO GO GO STING THAT STINGLESS BEE YEAH GO GREY GOGOGOOOOO GO GO

Oh God.. DID SHE GET POISONED????? I SWEAR IF SHE DID. I REMEMBER THERE BEING A MENTION OF LIKE GOLD DUST POISONING AND MY GOSH YEAH. POOR UNION.

OKAY TO BE FAIR THROUGHOUT THESE READS IVE STARTED TO LIKE.. YKNOW.. KINDA FAVORITE UNION??

LISTEN IM AN ANTAGONIST DEFENDER CAN YOU BLAME ME??

THE GIRL HAS A PARTNER LIKE COME ON IF SHES RHAT VILE WHY WOULD SHE HAVE A PARTNER?? telling you lot Im about to defend Union if she ever gets past her villain arc IM TELLING YOU-

Yeah Im kinda kinda worried.. YEAH IM VERY WORRIED I LIED IM VERY WORRIED FOR UNION AS THE SECONDS GO BY AS I LOOK AT THAT SENTENCE..

OH GODOGISYAYAYYDYFYF FINALLY WE GOT WERE IN THE HOUSE WE GONNA FIDN OUT ABOUT MALLARD WE GONNA FIND ABOUT NORTH LETS GOGOGOWUGUUGGJ

SMASH THAT WINDOW OSCAR DO IR LETS GO

I take back the excitwment MALLARD. MALALLARDDDD AAAAAAA MALLARD. MALLARD. OSCAR HES GRIEVING HES GRIEVING I TWLL YOU HE REALLY IS GRIEVING. IF A MAN KNEELS LIKE THAT YOULL KNOW HES GRIEVING IM TELLING YOU LOT.

OSCAR FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I WILL AND CAN. MY GOD IM GONNA SLAM MY PHONE ON THE CIELING RIGHT NOW IM TELLING YOU LOT I WILL.

MALLARD GET UP GET UP

NORTHR MORTH NOOOO IM HE EYES HIS EYES THEYRE WHAT NAOOAOFFOK NONONONONONO NO I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT BIT ABOUT OLIVIA AND NORTH NOOOONONONONONONONONO GOD NO PLEASE.

OH GOSH THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING YOU LOT THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING-

OSCAR. ODNT YOU EVEN. MY GOD HIM CSLLING NORTH OLIVIA'S FATHER JUST MAKES ME. FEEL ALL EMOTIPNAL. I CANT THIS I CANT I CANNOT MY GOD I CANT.

GO MALLARD MESD HIM UP MESS HIM UP RN YOUR A GRIEVING LSD YOU CAN MESS HIM UP DO IT

I regret what I said MALLARD DONT NONONONONO YOUR NO MONSTER IM TELLING YOU MY GOSH HES GONNA HAVE AN EXISTENTIAL VRISID NAOOONONONONONO

i think im gonna cry MY HOD. SLAMING MY OHEODN IM SLAMMING IT. IM GONNA BREAK THID PHONE I KID YOU NOT

NO CRAP SHERLOCK OF COURSE OLIVIAS GONNA BE UPSET??? WAS IT NOT OBVIOUS??????? MY GOD.

Im shedding tears i think I know why he showed mallard his memories.. Because he wants Mallard to be the one to protect Olivia now that hes most likely dead.. Well thats just a theory A DENIAL THEORY-

What. North SHOVED WHAT NOW. HE. WHAT. HE DID. THAT. WHISTLE. THAT WHISTLE HE GAVE IT TO NORTH..

Wait. North and Sir Nigel were mates while being on Gresley's property, so then it would make sense for Sir Nigel to give North his whistle.

Maybe because he knew that North would've needed a golden whistle to either support his gold dust construct or to research more into gold dust.

Im about to break my jaw IF I KEEP JAW DROPPING AT THIS LIKE WHAT????

Wait. Mallard said Sir Nigel Gresley, not Sir Nigel. WHAT FOES THIS MEAN?????? IS IT THE ONE THAT GREAT NORTHERN HAD WHICH WOULD EXPLAIN IT BEING OUT OF GOLD DUST OR WAS IT FROM SIR NIGEL AS IN THE LOCO??????

SAVING THE CONFUSION FOR MY THEORY POSTS IM JUST GONNA KEEP READING

Oh god OH GOD WHY DIDNT I MY GOD THE CHILD THEIR DAUGHTER MY GOSH-

Wait wait. Olivia's body is sorta co-possessed by Polly being the gold dust source that Olivia has to keep her healthy, and from what I'm guessing Polly would need a gold dust source as well since her gold dust is kinda being used by Olivia.

So without a whistle the gold dust wouldn't really have much time left, aka Olivia wouldn't have much time left.

But then how did Cold Iron sleep enter Olivia if she didn't have the whistle aka the gateway for cold iron sleep to enter through. Because like didn't North and/or Olivia mention that Gold Whistles are like gateways for cold iron to enter from a sentient engine to it's golden whistle?

Well maybe it's like my last theory, The cold iron most likely entered through Polly's engine which from what I guessed might've had little bits of her soul still there that didn't go with her during the time she fused herself with Olivia.

Which cold iron sleep would've infected.. And I imagine gold dust being like magnets whenever the loco's soul is yknow shifty all active and that. And yknow one bad rusted magnet sticking to all the other perfect clean magnets over time it would kinda rust the other magnets.

BUT CONTINUINH ON

AYA AYAY AY AY AY WAIT A MINUTE. ARROW KNEW ABOUT GORDON AND BOCO????? WELL.. YEAAAHAHHHHH TWO NEW COUPLES CONFIRMED LETS GOOO

Gordon YOU AND ME YOU AND ME. LIKE COME ON IT REALLY WAS THAT BAD.

YETSYEYSYSY WE GOT SOME BACKSOTRY ON EVENING STAR AND GREEN ARROW LETS GOGOGOGOO

IT REALLY IS A FUNNY WORLD IM TELLING YOU-

HWTATATATA WHAT A WHA WHATD WHATA HWTATATATATSTZHHDHDHD QHAT?????????????? THOMAZ HE WHAT HE HUH MY GOSH??? I DIDNTWHTA

OKAY. PAUSE. SIT. WHAT???? OKAY YEAH I KINDA SAW HIM AS A GOLDEN WARDEN- BUT HOLY GOSH WHAOWODHFH HE MY GOSH

BAZINGA WE GOT OUR GOLDEN WARDEN BEING THOMAS-

Okay WHAT. OKAY WYAH WE GOTTA SAVE KING EDWARD I WE GOTTA DO THIS RIGHT NOW.

YEHAHAHHH THE LITTLE WESTERN GOGOGOGOHOHOO

Oh gosh.. Mallard my mate.. Yeah hes on the real stages of grief Im telling you lot hes on the brink of full mental breakdown.

I take it back Im the one mentally breaking down- GOD. GADWALL WAS IT THE WHOLE TIME?????? THE EMOTIONS IN THIS CHAPTER MY GISH.

Wait WIA TWIAT HWNDRICK HAS A POINT HERE. POLLY. MY GOSH IT MAKES SENSE. POLLY'S USING HER GOLD DUST TO PROTECT THE BABY AND OLIVIA, WHICH WOULD ADD ON ON HOW THE COLD IRON SLEEP ENTERED. BECAUSE OF THE LIMITED GOLD DUST, AND BECAUSE A GOLD DUST SOUL WAS THERE AND SAID SOUL WAS WEAK IT WOULDVE MADE A GOOD VICTIM FOR COLD IRON.

Now of course it's mainly the baby, but my gosh since Olivia's body is sorta fused with Polly's soul in a way that would make it reasonable Olivia would've caught Cold Iron physically and spiritually.

WELL GOSH I DIDNT KNOW HENDRICK CALLED SCOT'S SOUL THAT... SURPRISES ME NGL-

AY AYAYA AY AY. WAITLANG. WAIT QAIt. MALLARD??????? MY GOSH MY I CANT O WHAT HE WYAT. MALLARD PUT THAT MAN ON A BED RN DO IT.

Aay YA AYDYSYFHFBF YES SAINT MUNGO AND BLUE PETER LETS GOGOO

OI OI WE GETTING TWO PLOTS CROSSED OVER WE GETTING A CROSS OVER PLOT LETS DO THIS YEAH GO GO GO BLUE PETER GO GOGOGGOGOO

Oi.. CLAMPS?... CLAMPS. PAUSE. I NEED YO BREATHE. WHAT? OKAY YEAH UNION IS.. A BUZZY BEE. BUT. YEAH. TOO MUCH SMOKE SPRAYED ON A BEE COULD LEAD TO PERMINANT DAMAGE.. YIKES.. YEAH UH.. I GUESS IM ONE OF THE ONLY LADS WORRIED FOR UNION IG??

THIS CHAPTER YEAH.. LOTS OF FRELINGS BAHEHSHHDHFHF OF COURSE THIS WOULD BE AN EMOTIPNAL ROLLERCOASTER ITS YOUNG IRON- EHAHEHHDFHBD

YET ANOTHER FANTASTIC CHAPTER DELIVERED FRESHLY BY THE LOVELY REDWYVERNWRITES LETS GOGOOO

If I'm being honest I really am getting myself hyped for the next chapter cause like WE MIGHT GET A GOLD DUST CONSTRUCT MEET UP YESAAAFGHHYEHSHAAHHH

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Back in the day "RichText" or text that can be stylized like you would in Microsoft Word, or an E-Mail, wasn't often available in social media platforms.

And there's still some social media platforms who don't allow it at all.

This has multiple reasons, the processing is done in script at the browser level, and so there used to be performance reasons not to allow it. Or most of your users would experience a slow down just to view the text, why bother with it?

As browsers started getting more comfortable and fast enough to deliver HTML pages, with the markup allowed in HTML, HTML became the default. But as JavaScript grew in popularity, scope and use. HTML itself became a way for people to inject scripts directly into the page.

And instead of just, cleaning script tags and other injection vulnerabilities, websites took HTML away from users all together. This was a problem, in Part, directly influenced by the W3C {World-wide web consortium}, and big-browser (Microsoft, Netscape, and Mozilla, and later Google, Apple, and Opera) who all implemented HTML/CSS/JS differently.

Nobody knows why they did this, they just did. (Actually, there's a bunch of different reasons, but as you look deeper into the rabbit hole, the more absurd it gets.)

After that, forum and social media designers came up with *BB_Markup* I think BB means blackboard, but who knows for sure anymore.

BB was basically a shorthand HTML markup that used square-brackets instead of triangle-brackets, and at a server level, that markup got turned into *safe* HTML markup--to avoid user-level injection attacks.

We also get a bunch of other short hand that may or may not be used in certain platforms (like reddit) to this day. Wrapping text in asterisks to italicize a word, or tildes or the little wavey dash (~) which denote bolding under lining or strike through depending on what you're used to.

All sorts of things that some people who were netizens of the 90s and early-00s might still be in the habit of using.

Today, there's little reason for browsers to even allow <script> or script-referencing mark-up at that particular level anymore. Which would solve A LOT of early security issues. But they don't change it back because a lot of websites still use tricks like that, because that's what developers do.

Even though advertising still allows injection and browser-hijacking at a "user-level" just like in the olden days. Yep, if you host ads, there's a good chance you're allowing those ads to deliver malware to your users.

Looking at you YouTube and websites that say "Please stop using ad-block". They don't use them to prevent you from getting paid, they use them to stop you from injecting their device with malware.

You big dummys.

That's part of the reason why I'm an advocate of "ad-reform". Advertising companies are leveraging their ad-platforms for more than simply delivering ads.

There's a drive to put internet tools only in the hands of companies, taking net freedoms a lot of early-adopters take for granted, not like ad-block, more like not having to worry about malware being delivered to you while you're powerless to stop it.

I'm not even talking about internet surveillance, I'm talking about advertising companies delivering malware to office equipment. You know those hacks that seemingly target large databases everyday?

Paid Advertising.

Since a lot of, too many even, Internet users these days even know the basics of HTML/CSS/JS, they don't even get to see what it feels like to have the inspection tools be taken away from you so you can see how it is these websites are f* you.

I can't even [view source] on my phone anymore. *That's considered* a bigger security risk than ad-delivery hijacking *your* phone.

How much does ad delivery cost these days, and you can see, that's the price of delivering malware to the user. Not just advertising products.

[830poll]

42. So you have six glowsticks and two shoes... How do you want to do this? (what the fuck is a ~. i'm throwin a glowstick at that voice - 37.5%)

That's called a Tilde! It's a versatile symbol in linguistics, but in mathematics, it tends to indicate an approximate number. The sort of symbol you use when you can't be bothered to properly calculate something. Or aren't bold enough to pretend you've got the correct value.

Good throw by the way.

(hat, guy, kity, me, we all get one. 2 spares. please hold my hand tho im scared - 31.3%)

I wish I could, but I'm afraid you'll have to make do with your companions'. But sharing is a good idea - I've no idea how long this power outage could last.

Nope, no. Keep going straight ahead please. There should be an emergency breaker up there.

Say... it's been a while since you all weren't in a life or death situation, hasn't it? I'll understand if you'd like to catch your breath, but it could be a good chance to talk.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

This day in history

Today (June 3) at 1:30PM, I’m in Edinburgh for the Cymera Festival on a panel with Nina Allen and Ian McDonald.

Monday (June 5) at 7:15PM, I’m in London at the British Library with my novel Red Team Blues, hosted by Baroness Martha Lane Fox.

#20yrsago A librarian on the PATRIOT Act https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-2003-may-31-vo-mcgrorty31-story.html

#20yrsago Willful Infringement — illegal copyright documentary https://web.archive.org/web/20030611035010/http://willfulinfringement.com/

#15yrsago Sequoia voting machines debacle in New Jersey: unguarded machines and broken tildes https://freedom-to-tinker.com/2008/06/03/nj-election-day-voting-machine-status/

#15yrsago Industry Canada involved in Wikipedia edit-war over Canadian DMCA https://www.michaelgeist.ca/2008/06/prentice-scrubbing-wikipedia/

#15yrsago Photographers aren’t terrorists and vice-versa https://www.schneier.com/blog/archives/2008/06/the_war_on_phot.html

#10yrsago California wants an end to taxpayer subsidy for WalMart https://www.forbes.com/sites/rickungar/2013/06/03/california-to-wal-mart-enough-no-more-taxpayer-subsidized-profits-for-you/?sh=24939e7a48ba

#10yrsago Porno copyright trolls Prenda: expert says they pirated their own movies to get victims to download https://www.techdirt.com/2013/06/03/new-anti-prenda-court-filing-lays-out-tons-evidence-suggesting-john-steele-uploaded-videos-to-bittorrent-himself/

#10yrsago This American Life on the awful, crooked mess of the patent system https://www.thisamericanlife.org/496/when-patents-attack-part-two

#5yrsago How do we fix IoT security without blocking interoperability and creating monopolies? https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/03/opinion/westworld-internet-of-things.html

#5yrsago Bavaria says its mandatory crosses aren’t religious, so there should be no problem hanging them upside-down, right? https://www.spellingmistakescostlives.com/kreuzpflicht

#5yrsago Mass protests against IMF austerity force Jordan’s Prime Minister to resign https://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-44358039

#5yrsago Laramie County, Wyoming Sheriffs’ department blocks public records requests for their prison phone monopoly deal https://www.techdirt.com/2018/06/04/sheriffs-are-raking-millions-prison-phone-fees-some-really-dont-want-to-talk-about-it/

#5yrsago Big Tech has established a “kill zone” of business ideas that startups can’t get funded to try https://www.economist.com/business/2018/06/02/american-tech-giants-are-making-life-tough-for-startups

#5yrsago Vintage internal security posters, pried loose from the NSA’s archives https://www.governmentattic.org/28docs/NSAsecurityPosters_1950s-60s.pdf

#5yrsago “Originality” is just filing the serial numbers off of others’ contributions to your ideas https://copy-me.org/2018/06/the-creativity-delusion-part-2-were-all-geniuses/

#5yrsago America: where rising productivity means longer working hours https://jacobin.com/2018/06/working-hours-vacation-productivity-united-states-nordic/

Catch me on tour with Red Team Blues in Edinburgh, London, and Berlin!

[spookykittenwrites]

Screen Reader Accessibility for AO3

tldr;

don't manually double space (as in hit enter an additional time between paragraphs)

don't excessively use italics and make sure to include all punctuation in the italics (if the last word in a sentence is in italics, the period should also be in italics etc.)

don't use a bunch of symbols to show a page break (either add a horizontal line or a single symbol)

explanation:

Screen readers are an accessibility tool that allows people who cannot look at/see their screens to access their phones by touch gestures such as swiping and tapping. I have talkback (which is the android screen reader) so this is written with that in mind, but I'm assuming most work relatively the same way.

When you're reading something like a blog post or article with a screen reader, it kind of works like text-based video game dialogue; you are given a chunk of text and need to click/swipe/tap/press a button to advance the text. (Not all sites are coded the same way, so the following information pertains to AO3 specifically.)

Text is typically split into paragraphs, however when you leave an empty 'paragraph' (as in, you hit the enter button twice to create an empty line between your paragraphs instead of changing your paragraph spacing with your word processor) the screen reader still considers this a chunk. So imagine you're playing a game and every other text box is just blank. Irritating, right? Keep in mind, too, that AO3 automatically inserts a space between your paragraphs if you paste it as rich text, so it's not necessary to do this for readability.

Also, any use of italics is considered a paragraph break, as is returning to regular text from italics. If you want to use italics for emphasis, that's fine, but try not to do so excessively because having to swipe to see one word is annoying but can add meaning if it's once and a while, but if its every paragraph it doesn't feel like emphasis anymore.

On that note, if you are adding punctuation to a word in italics, make sure the punctuation is also in italics because otherwise the screen reader will consider it a separate paragraph and read it aloud to you. If you choose to show a scene break etc. with a series of symbols it will also read this out loud, so try to only use one symbol or insert a line (ie: use the horizontal line function in ao3's rich text editor or simply write "-" or something like that. otherwise, we get "tilde tilde tilde tilde tilde tilde" for your "~~~~~~")

Example:

"This is an example of a conversation," she said bitterly.

"An example?" the man asked, "But why do I have to give an example?"

"Because," she grumbled, "Some people don't know that this is incredibly annoying for people with screen readers."

on a screen reader, the process of reading it would be this (I've added what the screen reader would read aloud in square brackets):

"This is an

(swipe) example

(swipe) of a conversation," she said

(swipe) bitterly

(swipe) ["full stop"]

(swipe)

(swipe) "An

(swipe) example

(swipe) ["question mark quote"] the man asked, "But

(swipe) why

(swipe) do I have to give an

(swipe) example

(swipe) ["question mark quote"]

(swipe)

(swipe) ["quote"]

(swipe) Because

(swipe) ," she grumbled, "Some people don't know that

(swipe) this

(swipe) is

(swipe) incredibly annoying

(swipe) for people with

(swipe) screen readers

(swipe) ["dot quote"]

if written according to my guidelines, the process would be more like:

"This is an example of a conversation," she said bitterly.

(swipe) "An example?" the man asked, "But why do I have to give an

(swipe) example?"

(swipe) "Because," she grumbled, "Some people don't know that this is

(swipe) incredibly annoying

(swipe) for people with screen readers."

Obviously this example is incredibly exaggerated, but I hope it makes sense. All I hope is that this can inform a few people about how format affects accessibility and, if you care to make small adjustments, they are certainly appreciated.

[yttz-boss]

bp012

28/12/23

why aren't ipa keyboards in keyboard layout lists in phones and whatnot

what if I want to specify my yaaahhhhs are in creaky voice

you know well that is occasionally necessary in text conversation

not only that but spelling phonetically is incredibly useful in so many situations

also, you may think "why do you want a beer keyboard"

if you ponder this I'd like you to search the keywords "international phonetic alphabet"

in another foolish line of questioning, if you think "why do you want to spell in IPA only language nerds and graphophyles like yourself know how to read it to any extent"

and I say to that IPA should be taught at school

it's as important to learn as a foreign language because it aids in learning them and pronouncing their words even if you don't know the language so much

it is incredibly useful in international speech and I would use it and force my friends to have a basic understanding of it as soon as I could possibly get my grubby little language nerd hands on it

believe me I will not take no for an answer when it comes to IPA teaching

I mean I will if it's well argued but it's damn hard to get me out of that thought

I am a stubborn fuck and I sorely believe I am right upon this issue

anyway

IPA is awesome and I don't want to have 3 different language keyboards on my phone just because ε is Greek and ə is Azerbaijani

+ how am I supposed to get all the diacritics

not the usual acute and retroflex or whatever I mean the wacky lines they use for extra specific stuff and voices

like where do I get a ◌̰

that's a tilde below the letter for you non-unicode hipsters

stupid pieces of shit, those people are

"oh we believe we don't need more than ASCII for basic communication"

yea maybe in your backasswards world where your primary method of communication is mutt

[careersfilipino]

How to type Enye (Ññ) on iPhone, Android, computer, laptop, and keyboard, both in Big capital and small letter

Enye (Ñ or ñ), a letter from Spain, is like a gift from Spanish culture to the Philippines.

Even though we use it a lot, you won’t find the Enye on the keyboards of our computers and phones here in the Philippines. So, how do you type it if it’s not there?

Well, you need to do a little trick with your keyboard. The way you do it depends on what kind of computer or phone you have.

Sounds complicated? No need to worry! I’ve got a simple guide for you to easily type enye, so you won’t have to search for it online again.

iPhone (iOS):

It’s simple to type Ñ/ñ on your iPhone.

Just hold down the N/n key

Different Enye will show up.

Slide your finger to pick Ñ/ñ.

Android Phone:

Typing Ñ/ñ on an Android phone is just like on an iPhone.

Hold the N/n key for a bit.

Slide to choose Ñ/ñ from the options that appear.

If you can’t find Ñ/ñ, check your keyboard settings.

If it’s set to English, turn on Filipino or Spanish.

That should make Ñ/ñ an option when you hold down the N/n key.

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[rcxylancelct-mcrtcn]

Eggsy never said anything about Tilde... well, he never said too much about her would be more appropriate. He mentioned of their little post-V-day pursuit, of keeping in touch. But while he disclosed just enough, she seldomly asked, chalking up questions as small talk. How's Tilde? Has she met your friends? Has she met your mum? Does Daisy like her? Are you considering to marry her? With his responses usually met with a nod, or a hum, or an 'oh' of surprise, or slight disappointment, or realisation. To be fair, being selected for and inducted into Kingsman was the priority then, to prove herself, to make Percival proud, to feel proud. Romance wasn't quite in the list, and while she never closed herself to the idea, she had priorities.

It was a bit funny, really, because Eggsy standing out had her liking him some as well, and a little more when he offered his own friendship, and help, and trust. Roxy recalled how his charming smile seemed to light up a room, how his suited state was quite a sight, especially when he was formally inducted as Galahad. She could remember how he'd said 'posh girls like a bit of rough,' and had to push away the thought that 'he's right,' finding some sort of liking for him, for not only did she chastise herself to know better, but she also had to focus on the goal, on being the champion of their interview.

And when all was done, and she managed to achieve her aim, Tilde was already in the picture, and she could only do so much. Not that she wasn't happy for him, of course; she was even willing to offer assistance for the more lady-inclined inquiries, like preferences and gifts and demeanours. But the 'what ifs' would occasionally drift in, and when she finally heard of the marriage, well. There was only acceptance.

Statesman. Roxy listened as he spoke of the information he had, humming an 'ah'; deployment meant not only a longer time apart, but also a bit of a challenge in time zone. "Okay," she murmured in return, "Berlin is 6 hours ahead." Eyes would blink slowly as his fell shut, and she mustered just one more peek before closing her own, too tired to end their call, her dinner long abandoned on the nightstand a quiet goodnight murmured as she did so.

And in the morning, Roxy would wake just a little later than usual, eyes fluttering open at the sight of her phone still on call, its battery running low. The sight of Eggsy sleeping, seeming peaceful, brought a small smile on her lips, and she had half a mind to wake him then, to bid him a good morning just before she had to prepare for another busy day.

eggsy knew it wasn't solely on her to withhold the information that she was alive . he knew who helped her in recovery did it for her good , but it didn't mean he agreed to it . if she was targeted once , she could be targeted once again . hell , he was lucky that he didn't burn along with his friends and jb that he lost all the time ago . it took him hard losing his mates , even losing jb was hard .. but roxy had always been a different story . tilda had tried to bring some kind of joy back to him with a dog that looked like jb , but it was never a true replacement ... just like she was never a true replacement for roxy . partly , he believes she knew that . with the ultimatum that he must marry her , he was tying the knot with the princess .

their marriage never was simple , easy , they hardly knew one another and it was easy to get away with the kingsman being his cover up practically in every situation when he just wanted some time away . roxy coming back sucked up more and more time than he really thought was possible -- he'd stayed around for a couple days after the late night reunion . it was within those days that he felt his heart pull hard again for the woman who he always admired from day one . with her snippy comments , confident teasing ... how could he ever really think tilde was the one when there had been ... her ?

with the death of everyone he'd cared about practically , he was forcing himself to just drive harder . there was brief relief when they found harry , but it was short lived when he knew that this kingsman team would never feel complete without her . eggsy is watching his screen , admittedly only hardly as the dark room sinks around him with the dim lamp on . ' all i could think about was if something happened again . ' he admits softly . granted he would have been notified of this from the others , he still had that worry that seemingly always crept up on him when either of them was sent apart from the other . old thoughts were hard to shake at this point and with the small promise to always keep in touch every few days , a week had passed and there was nothing but radio silence that he knew of .

he didn't deflect his worries on to merlin or harry because they would chalk it up as him being silly , worrying too much ... even after the short heart to heart with harry about the fact that he was pushing himself too hard for nothing . ' statesman need help with something , whether it's to directly kentucky , or somewhere else in the states i'm unsure currently . we haven't had an actual full debriefing as of yet . i'll let you know as soon as i do though ? ' he offers in soft peace offering . his eyes are closed at this point , refusing to open any more . tone is soft , enough force so that she can hear him but hardly there .

[technotub]

Unlocking the Secrets of WhatsApp: The Next Level Hidden Features

Unlocking the Secrets of WhatsApp: Tips and Tricks You Need to Know. Discover the best WhatsApp tips and tricks to take your messaging game to the next level. From hidden features to expert hacks, unlock the secrets of WhatsApp and revolutionize your chatting experience Hack 1 : Secure Whatsapp with finger print (Without App). Hack 2 : Read deleted messages on WhatsApp. Hack 3: Change font, Bold, italics, strikethrough. Hack 4: Hear Voice Message without using headset/ earpiece. Hack 5: Hide the blue tick.

Hack 1 : Secure Whatsapp with finger print (Without App).

Now you can lock your whatsapp using fingerprint without using any software. This mechanism permits only those individuals who have registered their unique fingerprint with mobile device to gain access to WhatsApp.

To do so, Update your Whatsapp go to settings >> Accounts >> Privacy and scroll down to fingerprint lock>> Enable it. Read This Also: Whatsapp Privacy Hacks

Hack 2 : Read deleted messages on WhatsApp.

Certainly! It's actually possible to read messages that your friends have deleted on their end. All you have to do is download a notification log app and give it permission to access your notifications. This app will keep a record of all your incoming notifications, which can come in handy when you accidentally swipe off a notification and want to retrieve it later.

Hack 3: Change font, Bold, italics, strikethrough.

Manually you can do: If you use WhatsApp, you can easily make your text bold, italicized, or strikethrough. All you have to do is add a few special characters before and after the text you want to format. To make text bold in WhatsApp, just put an asterisk before and after the word or phrase you want to emphasize, like this: *bold*. For italics, use an underscore before and after the text you want to emphasize, like this: _italics_. Finally, if you want to create strikethrough text, put a tilde before and after the word or phrase you want to cross out, like this: ~strikethrough~ .

Hack 4: Hear Voice Message without using headset/ earpiece.

Did you know that when you receive a voice message on WhatsApp, you can listen to it using your phone's earpiece? This is the same earpiece that you use to hear the other person's voice during a phone call. So, if you're in a public place or just want to keep the message private, you can simply hold the phone to your ear and listen to the message without anyone else hearing it. Also Read This : Unlocked(Full Version) Android Apps 100% Free

Hack 5: Hide the blue tick.

The blue ticks in WhatsApp can sometimes cause issues, particularly if you don't reply immediately and the other person can see that you've read their message. You can disable them if you prefer, but it's important to know that if you do, you won't receive read receipts for your own messages either. So, if you want to avoid any potential misunderstandings or awkward situations, you may want to leave the blue ticks enabled. However, if you value your privacy and don't want others to know when you've read their messages, turning off the blue ticks may be a good option for you. Just keep in mind that you won't be able to see when others have read your messages either

Android: Settings > Privacy > Untick Read Receipts. Just three steps. Read the full article

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

I’d love a glimpse into Jason telling Bruce and the family he’s “hanging up the mask” in the teddy verse. I truly believe Bruce would be ecstatic.

"Jason" Bruce scolded, "What did you do to that child and why is she making that noise?"

"Teething," Jason explained, shifting Tilde over and rocking her gently.

"Poor thing," he tutted, holding his arms out to take her and give Jason a break from being slobbered on. "My poor sweetheart. Dad's doing his best." He rested his cheek on her head and watched Jason rifle through her baby bag for a minute, handing her a teether to gnaw on for a while, the tension in his shoulders relaxing visibly when she went from wailing to whimpering. "That's a little better," he hummed, sinking into his desk chair.

"Much," Jason said nodding, glancing down at his phone, and frowning.

"Is Y/N still working?" he asked, glancing at the clock.

"Yeah. I dropped Teddy off to have dinner with her. Give her a break from trying to negotiate getting the other three to buy her out of the company."

"Wha-" Bruce broke off frowning and rubbed Tilde's back when she fussed. "Why?"

"Something's got to give. She can't do the bulk of the housework, the childcare, and run a company- even if we have people come in she'd still have to oversee all that- She's really good at organizing but, fuck."

"And you don't agree?" He asked, waiting. Not sure what to make of the knot in his stomach.

"No," he said, "I don't. She built that fucking company- it wouldn't EXIST like it does without her. She's the driving force behind all of it. All the stories. All the biggest deals-" He broke off and shook his head, "She built it from thin air and I can't-"

"And this doesn't have anything to do with her kidnapping?" Bruce asked, unconsciously cuddling his granddaughter a little closer.

"That's part of it," he said. "I can't protect her if she's on the other side of the country- not if I'm working a case or doing... other things."

Bruce watched him and nodded slowly, "So something has to give-"

"And I'm not going to let her give up everything she's built," Jason said. "So. I'm going to start scaling back on the things I'm doing as Redhood."

"Jason-"

"She's my children's mother," he said simply. "She rearranged her whole life to raise my son. She gave Teddy a way out- Do you know? He really loves being in a booth. He started writing stories to go with his drawing. And I just-"

Jason broke off and Bruce looked down at the baby, now asleep against his chest. "You want your son to study music and art instead of martial arts," he said understanding.

"Both my kids," he said. "And I want to be there to see them do it. I don't want her to be a single mom. I don't want her to have to do this by herself."

Bruce smiled down at his granddaughter, blinking back tears and cleared his throat. All he ever wanted was for his kids to be able to grow up and live their dreams. To have what he was afraid to have. And not for the first time, Bruce was thankful Teddy had such good taste in potential mothers.