#anything. should i just try to get into it on my main email address? it's what my youtube account is under so i can probably get into googl

[fingertipsmp3]

Girl help I don't have access to the recordings of the online class I'm in and also I don't think I'll be able to go to class tomorrow

[writingwithfolklore]

Punctuation Rules

Punctuation is like the very last thing I actively think about when writing something (what's the point of fixing the punctuation of a sentence you'll end up taking out or editing anyway?) but it is still an important step!

Having proper punctuation increases your credibility and the overall quality of your work. Also, it’s doubly important in professional work, emails, and resumes. With that, let’s get into it!

Commas

We use them all the time. We get them wrong all the time. There are six rules for where you can use commas:

Use to separate items in a list or series:

The book was long, tedious, and painful.

The comma after tedious is called the Oxford’s comma. Feel free to debate if you need it in the reblogs, but you won’t get in trouble professionally if you use it or leave it out (in most cases.) It always comes before ‘and’ in a list to prevent confusion of the items:

I ran into my mother, my best friend and a scientist. (1 person?)

Is very different from

I ran into my mother, my best friend, and a scientist. (3 people)

2. Use to separate independent clauses, with a coordinating conjunction.

An independent clause is just a sentence that makes sense on its own.

A coordinating conjunction is: and, but, or so.

Miley had a ton of work to do, so she set her alarm early.

3. Use after an introductory statement.

Introductory statements begin with many different words, but typically: Before, after, when, while, as soon as, etc.

Before her first class, Stacy looked up her prof on Rate Your Teacher.

Main point about this, “Before her first class” is not an independent clause, it needs a second part.

4. Use to surround info in a sentence

This info is not essential to the sense-making of the sentence, but it should be relevant.

Parents, no matter how skilled, cannot function at 100% all the time.

5. Addresses and Dates

6. And with direct quotes

Important for essay writing.

Casey said, “I hate this house!”

Colons:

Introduce a list after a complete sentence:

I have three favourite foods: spaghetti, chowder, and garlic bread.

2. Use after ‘the following’ or ‘as follows’

Please provide the following information: your date of birth, full name, and address.

3. Don't use with sentence fragments

A sentence fragment is an unfinished sentence (that doesn’t make sense on its own).

My favourite foods are: spaghetti, chowder, and garlic bread.

This is wrong because, “My favourite foods are.” Isn’t an independent clause.

4. Introduce an explanation

My parents ask one thing of me: that I try my hardest.

5. Introduce a quotation

Mom always quoted the bible: “The truth will set you free.”

6. And times (12:00)

Semi-Colon:

Not super common, but makes you look good if you can use it properly.

Separate two related independent clauses

I never drink Starbucks; it tastes burnt.

2. Similar, but with conjunctions: however, moreover, therefore, nevertheless, etc.

I don’t like Starbucks; however, it does the job.

Agatha didn’t witness anything; nevertheless, she was called in to court.

3. Use to avoid misreading in a series

The invited guests are the club leader; the treasurer; the new member, Jason Tanner; and Wanda Johnson, the investor.

Semicolons clarify the separation between the four people. Had it been, “The club leader, the treasurer, The new member, Jason Tanner…” it would seem that the new member and Jason Tanner are two different people.

Apostrophes – Possessive

‘s shows possession of a singular noun

The girl’s parents were quite rich.

2. S’ shows possession of a plural noun

The students’ books were all over the place. (there are multiple students who have books)

3. ‘s to singular words ending in s, and nouns that are plural

My boss’s office My children’s toys

Apostrophes – Contractions

Use to combine two words (they are, he is, there is, etc.)

It is -> It’s a beautiful park They are -> They’re really good friends You are -> you’re good at this and so on.

[fobnsfwdoodlesbackup]

Hi y'all, I just wanted to talk a little about the behind the scenes of what I've been up to, to give y'all a little transparency and to open myself up for any tips or input! 🙏 Thank you for your continued support and for taking the time to look at my art 🫶

First and foremost I wanted to give some transparency about my art capacity.

As og followers may remember, I started this blog when I was doing art full time. Eventually my living expenses grew and I had to go back to work. I find myself in a cycle of "I'll make more art soon, once I get a job!" And "I'll make more art soon, once I am done with this job!" I lost my most recent job suddenly, having had an extension waved over my head until the last day(October 7th). Now I'm excited to have more time for art, but I am also feeling a rush to get a new job ASAP as I've been living paycheck to paycheck. I dream of doing this work full time, I'm just scared it's not quite there yet and I worry that I come off as scammy or dishonest when I anticipate more stability around the corner.

Second, I've been struggling with the Patreon. It's taken me a while to come to terms with this, but from what I've seen Patreon is not intuitive at all from the creator end. It doesn't do a good job of organizing addresses, emails, showing who or who isn't subscribed to me, or organizing and displaying the work I put on there. I've been really shocked by this experience, since lots of big names use Patreon. It's been a great way to streamline support, but it's been unhelpful in every other regard. I would like to continue using it, but I will most likely post more wips or process videos there in the future.

Which brings me to my third point, zines. I love making zines so much, it feels personal and fulfilling and fun! However the Patreon issues make it harder to keep information in order about where to send zines, or even where to message folks about them. In addition to this, the post office has been a big barrier to me, oftentimes only being open at the same time as my dayjob. Making zines can take days, then sending them out is a whole other monster.

This work is so important to me. Drawing peoples fantasies, representing body types, creating work around sexuality and the human experience feels like what I'm meant to do. I've made comics since I was a kid. This is the dream to me. The friends I've been able to make through this work are so important to me, and the conversations have been invaluable. Not to mention fun! I wanna doodle, I wanna draw hot stuff, I wanna thirst over these dudes! I want to play!

But I also just want to be transparent about the barriers I'm working around to share that experience. I'm completely self taught, both in art AND in running shops, building websites, running 8 accounts, etc. I take a lot of time to learn the logistics of these things, and try to make them make sense for my relationship with y'all (I do not want to paywall my art!! I don't want to!!!). This year my desktop broke down (the main one I use for all paintings and digital art). I've paused my Etsy shops and my Patreon to try to catch up with things. Trying to learn to paint in a completely different program. Then lost my job with no savings.

At the end of the day I don't want anything to come between me sharing my art with you. I wish I could doodle a thing, take a picture, and post it here. No third party site, no shop, no subscription. Just sharing my art with you. I promise I'm trying to figure out how to stay as close to that as possible, and I want to thank y'all for sticking with me as I untangle all of that.

So, what can you expect in the near future?

I'm working on a couple of painting commissions right now, which you should be able to see in the next couple of days! I want to catch up on kinktober and get those posted as well. There's a comic commission in progress which I'm very eager to work on, and which I think y'all will be excited for! To ease the weight of the Patreon I think I may do less zines/polls there and more wips and process videos! If possible, I want to do more full colored work too.

Thank you again for enjoying my work, and if you have any input or tips my inbox is always open 🙏🫶💕

[kingofthering]

Your single dad Vale series is *chefs kiss*

I love this exploration of sweet domesticity and you are so fun with the writing too!

!!!! thank you, I have to say that @baking-soda and @whatwepostintheshadows’ comments in the initial post have forced my brain to think about it a little more.

I think the first time they meet goes something like this:

[I don’t have an exact moment for the fic to begin but definitely a couple of months after September at least.] [This is Valentino going to Marc after Luca’s first practice.]

The assistant he’d had on the phone had told Valentino that Luca could do one free practice for the coach to evaluate his level and then they would progress from there.

She had given him the address and the time of said practice and Valentino had dropped off Luca with an encouraging smile that hadn’t been returned. It took some deep breaths for Valentino to calm down and not take the decision personally and then some more for him to leave and not stay in the parking for the whole duration of practice.

Valentino comes back 10 minutes before the ending time he was given. He gets out of the car and settles himself in one corner of the pitch, leaning against the barrier and keeping his eyes on Luca while they scrimmage.

Luca doesn’t acknowledge him when he comes out of the pitch and Valentino swallows past his frustration once again.

It’s a good thing that the coach is dressed differently from his players (black puffer jacket around a small body and a wool beanie down his hair, plastering curls to his forehead) because Valentino’s first thought is: he looks like a fucking kid.

“Hi, you’re coach Marquez?” Valentino asks when he approaches him. “I’m Valentino Rossi, Luca Marini’s older brother.”

He extends his hand out and the other man grabs it with a “Hi, you can call me Marc,” and a smile, the fabric of his gloves soft against Valentino’s fingers.

“I mean, I’m his legal guardian,” Valentino corrects himself. “And still his brother but I’m taking care of this as his guardian. He just moved here. Thank you for letting him try out now. I hope everything was okay.”

Marc smiles, his hand briefly going for a squeeze of Valentino’s elbow. It feels nice, grounding. Valentino doesn’t even know why he’s fumbling things up, it’s ridiculous.

(He needs this to work for Luca. He really does. It’s not ridiculous Valentino, breathe.)

“Luca did really well,” Marc says. It eases a knot in Valentino’s stomach. “I didn’t hear him say a single word but he followed every order to perfection and from what I’ve seen, he has great potential. We could definitely use him on the right wing if he wants to play with us.”

Valentino might be outright beaming now, his pride evident on his face. “Yeah? That’s really good to hear.”

[And then Valentino tells Marc about Luca’s mom —well, their mom, even though his brain is still marking the difference, for some reason that’s supposedly helping right then— because even though he doesn’t want to expose Luca’s life to everyone without his permission, if that guy is going to mentor Luca several times a week, he deserves to know, needs to in order to properly understand Luca, truthfully.]

“You’re going to come back during the day tomorrow to see Chiara and deal with all the paperwork, right?”

Valentino nods. Now that he’s gotten the big thing™️ out of the water, he has to admit that Marc’s accent is a little distracting. Not in a bad way.

“Yes,” Valentino confirms. “She already sent me the list of the papers I need to bring by email, I think.”

“Good,” Marc nods. They’ve made their way to the entry of the main building and Valentino can already see boys coming out of the locker rooms, cleats traded for sneakers and a coat around their shoulders. “Ask her for my number, I’ll grab yours from Luca’s file. I promise I’ll tell you if anything happens and you can text me if you think there is anything else I should know or if anything comes up with Luca. Alright?”

Valentino nods. Marc has taken off his beanie, making his curls spill out. He doesn’t look 15 but he really doesn’t look that much older than the kids he’s supposed to take care of. Maybe Valentino can ask Chiara for his age tomorrow. He knows how to be discreet with this kind of things, usually.

Luca passes by. He stops in front of them, nods in Marc’s direction and turns to Valentino to tell him that he’s ready to go. Valentino hands him the keys of the car and Luca walks away.

“That’s my cue to leave,” Valentino says, a little apologetic even though he’s not sure exactly why. “Thanks again for the chance.” The next words tumble out of his mouth on their own accord. “Even though I have to say, I don’t know how I feel about letting a Spaniard teach my baby brother how to play football.”

Marc bursts out laughing. It makes Valentino smile again and they wave each other goodbye before Valentino goes to join Luca in the car.

[alo-piss-trancy]

Maybe I should just ask this on a reddit sub or smth but I figured I'd try here first since I'm hoping the tags are more active now that the new game is coming and people might be replaying the series. Dragon Age question:

Okay so, I have all 3 base games (Origins, 2, Inquisition) on disc for my ps3. I've played through Origins, exported that worldstate to 2, and am now on the last act of 2. But there lies my problem. Apparently you can't export from 2 to Inquisition, you have to enter all your choices into the DragonAge Keep website, then export THAT into Inquisition via an EA account and it'll link up with the console.

Unfortunately to do that I think I need PSN access to go online. But uh... I've had this ps3 since I was like 13, and my profile seems to be bound to my dad's old email address (I was pretty much the only one who played the console, so the few times he got on, I think he just used my profile instead of the others we made for him and another family member. He pretty much only played Arkham City which has multiple save slots, and I was always ahead on progress/trophies, so this wasn't an issue at the time). I never played online and neither had he (idk why/how he set up the email part), so I've never actually had to sign into PSN before.

From what I'm reading, once a profile is bound to an email for PSN, it cannot be unlinked. So I HAVE to log into my profile with his info if I want to keep over a decade of game saves and trophies, including my Dragon Age saves, and still be able to go online.

I do know the email, because it is automatically filled in when I hit the PSN icon. But I think we've tried many passwords and his birthday and it never works. I'm wondering if maybe he didn't finish setting the account up way back then??? But it won't let me link the profile to a new PSN account I made with my own email, so his is clearly bound to it in some way.

I guess I could try customer support on their website and pray they'd be willing/able to recover the info and help me change it, but I'm not sure they'd even bother since it's a ps3 with no actual online play history/friends list and we've never bought anything digitally.

I'm just wondering if anyone has advice on what I can do if I can't get into this damn PSN. If I made another user profile on the ps3 and attached my own new PSN to that one, could I log into Dragon Keep's site, set all my choices for the first two games, & successfully link EA/export to Inquisition? It'd suck not being able to have all 3 games/trophy lists on my main profile, but at the end of the day I just want to be able to finish the trilogy with my worldstates instead of a default one 😭🙏 Or would it somehow not work since I wouldn't have any save data from the first two games on that ps3 profile?

Idk this whole system is fucking stupid, we should be allowed to unlink shit ☠️

[nrdmssgs]

A wall of silence

Masterlist with OCs AN: My friends @sofasoap @siilvan and @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot inspired me for a tiny backstory to a A heart full of pity. This happens a day before the main story.

Characters: Lieutenant Olga (not yet Zhar) Samoilova and Doctor Heather Green (an OC of @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot)

As usual, Olga came exactly 3 minutes earlier for their appointment.

"Doctor Green, Lieutenant Samilova re-"

"Cut it, Olya, how many times do I need to ask you." Heather stood up from her desk and moved a chair closer to the one, on which her patients would usually sit.

For many years Heather monitored the now so-called Task Force and some things never changed. Soap turning their sessions to a little stand-up of John MacTavish, Ghost sharing much more with Price than with her, Gaz balancing between the calmest logic and a raging storm of emotions. And Olga, trying to be the quiet, the 'i'll cause no problem', the 'please don't banish me' one. It felt as if she knew, how every answer should sound in order to make a perfect report.

No matter, how hard Heather tried, she couldn't get into Olgas ears - to her psychologic evaluations were not an instrument to help her, but an endless test, she had to pass with flying colors in order to stay in Prices group.

So without any big hopes Heather asked, how Olgas week went so far.

"Great! The mission planning is almost done, I'm waiting for the Captain to give me all clear, I also controlled the amount of resting hours as you advised, here is my report, I also sent a copy on your email address..."

Heather listened patiently as Olga recited an obviously prepared in advance answer. Behind all the razzle-dazzle, her patient tinkered till the last smallest detail, Heather still saw a very scared girl, who was willing to do anything to stay in the Task Force. If Heather was honest - she didn't want to corner her own patient, when she already was in a survival mode for a long time. But there was no other choice.

"Tell me about the last Sunday."

"Had a nice training session with the Sgs, worked on reports, had a walk, about an hour long. Then there was some gathering in one of the hangars, but I left early. Read a book, not a work-related topic, as you suggested. And thats about it!" Despite Heathers concerns, Olga didn't tense up. The same smile was plastered upon her face as she reminisced on her weekend.

"And what made you leave the gathering early?"

Olga looked down for a moment and sighed. "Gaz? Or Soap?"

"Olya, darling, don't get the wrong picture of it: nobody in the 141 is trying to find any imperfections in you, or make you go. They are worried about you. One of their own makes you frustrated, there is something going on between you two, and they want to help." Heather reached out to Olga, touched her shoulder, but her patient just froze and looked back with an unfocused gaze. Trying to guide her out of the blackout, Heather added, "you can always tell if you're uncomfortable. With me or with Nikolai."

"Nothing is going on between me and Nikolai." Lieutenant came back to senses. "I joined the gathering, I left early, because I got a new idea for the mission plan, that's the story. We didn't say a single word to each other - there was no conflict, doctor."

"Darling, it was a gathering to celebrate Nikolai coming back to our base after a long leave. And you stood up and left the hangar the very next moment after he entered it. This doesn't scream 'nothing is happening' to me. And I`m afraid, that you look at how everyone appreciate him, and hide something, that makes you so distant. You see, how we greet him every time and think that nobody is going to take your side once you reveal the reason behind your reaction to him. I want you to know, it's not like that."

"Doctor Green, it is not my place to lecture you." Olga leaned back, defending herself from any possibility of a physical contact with Heather. "But it takes a very special personality to serve, where that man served. I know, you all believe that ultranationalists are the worst, that they represent everything thats wrong with Russia. But I assure you, they are just kids in comparison to what beasts are lurking in Kremlin. And that man served them. Maybe he still is."

Heather understood that their time was almost up and made the last attempt to make her point.

"Olya, I can't manipulate on Nikolais background. I won't deny, he worked for the FSB, but I can't draw a conclusion from my or your emotions. But what I can do is to analyze the facts. You see a monster right there, and you feel like you are the only one, who sees his real nature. Neither I nor anyone from the Task Force can change your perception. But I can share, what personally see, when I look at him."

When Olga hesitantly noded, Heather went on.

"I see a guy, who cares for his friends, even when it remains unnoticed. A guy, who found out, one of the TF was on the brief medical leave for a minor reason and his very first question was 'do they need any medication or anything?'. A guy, who is always asking if every member of 141 is ok. A guy, who looks at somebody, he cares for, and smiles broadly even though they don't have an opportunity to touch base with each other."

"Doctor, I'll stop you there. I am aware of Nikolai's and our Captain's friendly bond."

"I'm talking about Price, Olya. Everything, I just told you, was about Nikolai and you."

In a dead silence infesting the room, Lieutenant shook her head. The last words that reached Heather were muttered quietly.

"He is lying. Lying to you all."

***

Price came half an hour after Olga left: Heather wouldn't want them to stumble upon each other in the hall. Doctor Green still had a small hope, that Captain would change his mind about Olgas upcoming mission. But when Price asked her, if his Lieutenant was ready, that hope was forgotten.

"John, she hates him."

"That I know." Prices deep voice echoed in the walls of her office. "My questions was, is she able to work with him. This mission is critical, if Olga makes it - we are promoting her. So, please, give me a sign."

Heather took a pause. She didn't want to torture Olga, when she's already living in constant stress. At the same time she understood how much this mission might serve Olga and the whole Task Force. Heather didn't like, what she's about to do, but something told her, it's the right thing. So she finally answered Price.

"She will do anything for you."

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Thank you for calling...

Chapter 1: "New card"

Main Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Chapter summary: Eddie calls everyday for as long as he needs to until he hears you talking to him, how long can he play coy until you catch his drift?

He had been going at it for some hours now, calling and calling until he would hear your sweet voice on the line

Name after name he wrote down and counted how many times they had answered his call, he had a patron figured out

From Ashley to Tony, Joe, Luke, Emmanuel, Kendall, Amy, no one was you...

But he wouldn't give up that easily... He kept trying, even if he just needed to get a new card he wouldn't accept anyone else, only you...

Hell he had even started praying for you to answer this call, it rang and suddenly...

"Good morning and thank your for calling National Bank, my name is Y/n, who do I have the pleasure of assisting?"

His heart skipped eight beats at once, it was you!

"You have the pleasure of assisting Eddie Munson" he replied smugly

You on the other line, copied his Social Security Number into a note pad and then into the system, rolling your eyes playfully, it's him again you thiught

"...Hi Mr. Munson, how are you doing today?" You said while the system loaded his information, then selected his checking account and checked for blocks or holds, nothing, great

"I'm doing better now that I listen to you sweetheart" he said with relief

"That's sweet, and how can I help you?"

"You see, I've been calling all morning and no one seems to understand my problem"

You felt sweat form in your back, when customers said that it was something really bad, so you went into the notes of his profile, no red flags, no notes that should concern you, only lots of notes saying that he hung up when they did the opening message

So that is his problem you had figured out, his problem was everyone else not being you

You recognized your note from last time

Authenticated manually, DOB, SSN, CVV2. Card activation.

"Tell me about it Mr. Munson"

"Okay first, call me Eddie you're like my age I feel old, second, I need a new card" he felt ashamed of saying it now "You see uhm, I accidentally sat on it and it broke, can you help me sweetheart?"

You could almost laugh but kept it in "Of course uhm Eddie I can help you with that" you hesitated on calling him his real name, not really used to doing that with your customers

"Thanks sweetheart" He loves that nickname huh

"Of course, would you be able to tell me the last four digits of the card?"

9527 read the system

"Uhm lemme see if I can figure them out... It's seems like they are 95 is that a 2? And a 7 yeah"

"Thank you" you selected the card and went to the menu to flag it as damages and get him a new one "Can you please confirm me your full address?"

"Ooooh, she knows where I live" he teased "It's 1764 trailer 8 Trailer Park Hawkins, Indiana 75765"

You read it with him and it was the right address, nodding happily you proceeded with the last step

"Would you like to keep the same PIN or a new one?"

"I'll keep this one"

"Okay it will get to you in 5-7 business days okay?"

"Yes ma'am" he teased again

"Great, now that is done, anything else I can do for you?"

"I think that's it sweetheart, can you stay and have a chat w'me?"

"If it's related to your account then yes"

"You got me there, I guess that's the end for me talking to you" he said it sadly

"Sadly yeah, but before you leave, I wanted to tell you..."

His heart was thumping

"That you should be receiving an email with a survey and if you fill it out it would help me a lot, I remind you my name is Y/n and thank you for being a valued customer for National Bank, have a beautiful day Eddie"

His face fell at that, but the way you said his name made him smile again

"I'll give you a ten hun, you're the best"

"Awe thank you"

"Hopefully we talk again soon"

"I hope so Eddie, goodbye"

"Bye sweetheart"

You did something that messes up your metrics, putting a code that is called After Call Work, it messes you up but it's worth it for digging into Eddie's profile

He opened his account a few months ago, got a new card and a new PIN, then after he talked with you (based on your note) he started calling every day, and all the notes read something similar

Cx hung up while I was talking

Cx hung up doing opening

Cx hung up

Cx disconnected call

Cx cut me off when doing opening and hung up

Then you wrote what you did

Cx came low risk authenticated from IVR, card was damaged so reissued new one, same PIN, standard delivery

You sighed and then got yourself on ready again to take more calls

This is gonna be a long day...

[nayialovecat]

Nimona :/

Ok, we finally watched Nimona and I admit that I'm a bit disappointed - mainly with the plot and the world that has no right to function.

After everyone was raving about this movie, I really expected something much better. I will only point out a few of the biggest logical, plot and world building errors (warning: spoilers):

The queen is dead - where is the mourning? Where's the new queen or king? She died and people were like "aha, so we have a villain in the city now" and continued their lives? What the hell?

For a thousand-year-old being, Nimona acts like they're been in some kind of hibernation for 99% of those thousand years. They have no experience, no knowledge, and basically… nothing. Personally, I bet that they are a descendant of a monster and are younger than their "main" form. That would make more sense.

Where are the older knights? The new ones were only choosed when the old ones died or what? And if only the descendants of the original team became knights - how come there were still so many of them? Within a thousand years, at least half of these families should be extinct!

So the city really had no contact with the outside world? How on earth was it self-sustaining? Okay, with the technology they could do it - but not in medieval times, damn it! Read how many hectares of land are needed to feed the appropriate number of cows to feed 700,000 people. Man! Seriously!

Since apparently there was ONLY this one kingdom in the whole world, why was it called a kingdom - yes A KINGDOM, even not THE KINGDOM (by the way, it had no other name, lol), but also - who did they trade with at the end? And if there were other countries - why didn't they try to contact this one?

Nimona and Ballister gain evidence of the principal's guilt IN THE DIGITAL VERSION. Ballister doesn't want to share the recording online - but WHY can't he send it to his lover VIA EMAIL? Fucking hell… The technology in this world is advanced but only works when there is a plot need. It hurts so much.

Horses that magically appear when the epicness of the scene requires it and disappear when something could happen to them (then we have exploding flying scooters).

Please, did they only post this short fragment of the principal's statement online, or were the animators simply lazy? Why didn't they include the scene of Nimona changing from lover back to themself - then it would be clear that they couldn't have been the principal when she confessed. Am I the only one who sees the idiocy here?

The principal's motivation doesn't make any sense. I'm not saying anything more here. Her whole plan simply exists to create a plot problem, giving an excuse for fights, betrayals, dramatic scenes and the deaths of other characters. Bleh.

Ballister attack on Nimona have no sens also. Bleh.

People. Don't. Act. That. Way. They don't forgive because the monster saved their lives when he previously almost destroyed the city.

And finally, two more comments about the Polish translation: flattering and unflattering. Unflattering: why "dyrektora". What's wrong with the word "dyrektorka"? I mean, I know what it's about, the fucking linguistic political hypercorrectness, but… When I first heard the phrase "dyrektora", I thought it was just slang. At school we called the principal "dyro" - I thought that was what it was about. Political hypercorrectness disgusts me in this case. And flattering one: Nimona's pronouns. In the Polish version, they talk about themself in the neuter gender - and that's cool. But others call them "she". And here's a big plus in that: a) there's no saying "that's not my pronoun, use proper one!!!", which actually gets tiring, b) there's no exaggeration in the other direction, i.e. Nimona calls themself "ono" once and then everyone magically knows to address them with this form (this is also what irritates me in TV series, that no one is ever wrong - unless they use the plot to justify it or is needed conflic about that). So here I consider translations to be a plus, I don't know if it was the same in English, but it's a tiny plus for Polish translators. Good job.

Let it not be so harsh. The movie has good moments. I think the animation is wonderful. The dialogues are even funny. There are nice character designs. I like the romance between Ballister and Ambrosius. There are some really cute scenes that I liked (e.g. a possessed child, a scene with an otter - although at first I thought it was a hydra - similar words in Polish "wydra" and "hydra") and a few texts that made me laugh (somewhere at the end there was "leave the kid and run away" from some random characters - I laughed at this). But overall… the movie disappointed me. This was not what I expected after so many praises in its honor. And the main (I assume it was supposed to be the main) thread about tolerance and respecting others, no matter who they are, completely disappeared.

[flakytartart]

Box split FAQ (Who, What, When, Where, Why + How)

Who are you?

Hi! I'm Flaky, a hobby artist that likes to buy merch of my favorite characters (mostly from Danganronpa and Persona 4/5). Nice to meet you if we haven't already interacted! :J

What's this post about?

There's a new piece of Danganronpa merchandise available for pre-order on AmiAmi - Key of Love keychains!

You can buy a single keychain at random for 1,210 JPY or the complete set of 16 for 19,360 JPY. Buying an entire set gives you 1 random photo card as a bonus.

I preordered 3 full sets (THH, SDR2, and V3) to collect my favorite characters and will be left with 39 extra characters. Because of that, I put together a box split/sales post in the hopes of getting rid of the extra!

I'm charging $8 USD for each keychain + shipping ($6) and taking payments via PayPal and Venmo. Photo cards will also be available for reservation (keep reading for more info).

When...

...do the keychains come out?

Preorders are expected to release/ship out sometime in February 2024. I'll start sorting/packing when they get to me.

...do we have to pay for our claims?

As soon as possible please! After you send in your claim, I will calculate and send your total along with my Paypal link/Venmo username via DM.

Where will you ship to?

I'm located in the US so I'll only be selling/shipping domestically. :0 I don't know how much shipping to other countries would cost and it makes me a bit nervous to deal with that so I'd rather not attempt anything. I'm sorry.

Why are you doing this? (And why should I trust you?)

I think it's a pretty good deal for everyone! You get the exact keychain you want for a decent price, you help me (not really) break even, and I don't have to own 48 keychains. Hunting for merch can be difficult/pricey, plus I've always wanted to organize a box split. I'm pretty much selling these at a loss but I think it's worth it even if just one person gets what they want! If these don't sell here or on Mercari I'm most likely gonna pass them out for free at our local anime convention next year.

As for trusting me - I understand if you don't or are nervous. I really am just some dude on the internet. All I can say is that I have good standing as a seller on eBay and Mercari, am very serious about handling other peoples money, and that your information (emails, names, address, regular things I'd need in order to send stuff to you) is 100% safe with me. :] 👍

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Okay so you've made it this far -

How does this work?

Well! This is my first time doing this so the main post is mostly based off of how shsl-box-split runs their splits (+ throw a bit of Harpys_ on IG in there too). They're both incredibly wonderful and friendly so I highly suggest checking them out!

I am one person doing this alone so please be patient with me during this process. Basically, it'll go something like this:

Decide on what keychain(s) you want + what photo cards you'd like to try for.

Send me an ask containing which characters you want (I will not post your message, it's just to help me see who claimed what first!) as well as your preferred payment method (Paypal or Venmo). Claims are first come, first served.

I'll DM you to confirm your claims, total, and send either a link to my Paypal or my Venmo username. Please do not claim keychains if you cannot immediately pay for them.

After payment is received, I will update the split post with your username and log down relevant information into a separate spreadsheet. At this time you are free to send me your shipping address (recommended) or wait to send it at a later time.

We time travel wait for the February 2024 release date!

Shortly after the keychains get to me in February, I will begin sorting and packing. Before sending anything out, I will message you one last time to confirm that your claims and address are correct (or ask for your address if you haven't already sent it).

I send off your package using USPS! It arrives at your mailbox! Boom, transaction complete! :D

About photo cards...

Each set comes with one random photo card. Every character will have 3 slots and you are allowed to reserve one photo card for every keychain purchased. Reserving a photo card does not guarantee that you will receive one. Some examples: You buy one 1 keychain and reserve a Hajime photo card - if any of the sets come with Hajime, he's yours! You're the last (third) person to reserve Hajime's photo card. You will only get him if - by some miracle - all three bonus cards are revealed to be Hajime. You claim Hajime, but the photo cards are of Makoto, Kaede, and Shuichi. You will not receive a photo card with your order. Your best bet is to reserve characters that don't already have reservations or to reserve different characters (if purchasing multiple keychains). I don't think there'll be duplicates, but for the sake of covering all bases, 15 slots are available for reserving photo cards.

This split will be open until the sets arrive at my door. If you need to pull out of the split, please, do not contact/start a dispute with Paypal or Venmo. Let me know what's up and I will send back your money. No shame, no judgement.

If for whatever reason my preorder is cancelled, something comes in damaged, etc. I will send out an explanation message + offer refunds to those affected. I do not give out refunds if your package has already been shipped.

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And that's...pretty much it! Thank you for reading this incredibly long post lol. If you have any questions please let me know! :J If you're interested in joining the split, feel free to see what's available here.

[bfpnola]

children’s rights advocates anon here!

I try to check on your blog every couple days, thank you so much for posting that. I’m really glad to hear I don’t need the consent forms; I think I’ll apply after school is done for the year in about a month and a half.

Thank you for the protonmail recommendation too! I haven’t actually gotten it set up yet, but hopefully I will soon. My main problem is that I don’t want to use my legal name on it and I don’t know what email address to make lol. When I do get it set up though, which email should I contact you through?

Thank you again :)

hi! welcome again :)

i get not wanting to use your legal name! i didn’t use mine on any of my social media accounts or emails until way later, just using a nickname of my middle name actually. if you don’t want to use your legal name on your email, you don’t have to. nobody will stop you and no one will know the difference unless you tell them! it might even be safer for you to use a fake name/nickname anyway as a minor on the internet.

if you’re asking for which email to get, like which domain, that’s entirely up to you and i can’t make that decision for you. protonmail is generally safer for protecting your information but you might find more benefits as to what features you can use through gmail. if you really can’t decide, you can always have both! no one stops you from having multiple emails, especially different ones for different activities. for ex, i have an email for BFP, one for personal/fun stuff that i’ve had since i was 9, one for professional work outside of BFP because i realized that other domain was unprofessional (lol), one from high school that’ll soon deactivate, AND one i just got from the new job i started working for. it’s endless. if anything, it’s really just about remembering to check them all.

after you decide on a domain, just make sure that whatever name you decide on is easy to spell, pronounceable for when you have to say it out loud, and not too wordy! if you don’t wanna use your legal name, don’t be afraid to use abbreviations as well.

if you’re asking which email to apply to BFP with though, it doesn’t matter. all of our digital platforms can work with any email!

i’ll be looking forward to your application <3

— reaux (she/they)

[andimgladaboutthat]

How Many?

I suppose I've created numerous tumblr accounts through the years... mostly to be abandoned prematurely when things begin to go right. When things go wrong again, I try to find my way back into my blogosphere, only to discover that I've forgotten my account's password. (Fine. Not only the password. I couldn't even be sure of what email address I used or what the blog was even titled to begin with.)

How many? How many have I created? Is it five? Seven? Several, I know for sure.

And now - what's lead me here? I assure you, it is not despair, but apathy. I suppose that could be dramatic... a mild numbness has fallen over me like a fine mesh. The mesh is white and lightweight. This is a comfortable numbness, but not comfortable in the ways of being familiar. This is comfortable because it is unfamiliar - so unlike the stiff weighted blankets of anxiety and fear that commonly stifle my peace. This is calm.

This feels like lawful neutral.

Be specific. Why are you here?

Fine. My boyfriend (why do I hate that word? Is it because I feel like I should be married by now? Or is it because I feel others would take my plights more seriously if I were? Save that for another time, I guess.) and I were having a serious discussion about my daughter. We were discussing his potential future involvement with her as a fatherly figure (mostly in what his role should or should not be when she is in distress or misbehaving) when it got late. We went to his bedroom and I set something on his desk before turning to look at him as I was speaking. He glanced over my shoulder in mild, nearly undetectable panic. He hurried to the computer behind me to close out the things on the screen that he wouldn't have wanted me to see. But I did see them. It wasn't too bad. In fact, I'm glad it wasn't worse, but I cannot unsee the things he was searching. The woman he was searching, and the intimate state of which he was searching for of her.

I laid down in his bed immediately after. I wasn't sure how to react, because I wasn't upset. He laid beside me, feeling embarrassed and apologetic. He hid his face.

I didn't care. I didn't care so badly that I couldn't even think of anything to say. I only had feelings.

Flee.

So I fled. I told him I wanted to process things alone and in my own space. I told him I loved him, kissed him goodbye, put my phone on Do Not Disturb and I drove home.

My main feelings are how ugly and inadequate I feel compared to her. That's not his fault.

I wish I could get rid of my scars.

Her skin was flawless and smooth. I will never have skin like that again. Pregnancy was not kind to my body. Some women blossom through pregnancy beautifully; I am not one of those women.

My body is maimed.

Maybe I'll never feel worthy. Maybe this quiet numbness is eternal.

I don't want to face him about this. He asked me to stay for a moment to work through it and talk about it but I didn't want to. There's really nothing to talk about.

It's not abnormal for a man to want to see women that way. I can't be upset about that. I simply would rather I didn't see it. There's nothing to discuss.

I just feel blank. I don't know when I'll be ready to talk. I feel like I could go quiet for days in the still numbness. This mesh veil is buzzing over me.

[guzsdaily]

Old accounts, emails and repeating passwords

Day 103 - Feb 16th, 12.024

Today, I woke up with an email saying that someone tried to log in on one of my old Google accounts while I was asleep. An account which I don't used for years, but that still had personal information about myself and some connections to my newer ones. So, as a reminder for myself and anyone who reads this, today's topic is a brief, informal (and personal) guide on managing passwords and online accounts.

Note: I just want to have this clear. None of the services mentioned and suggested here sponsored or pay me to say anything here. I'm not responsible for the actual quality and security of these services, they're suggestions based on personal experience and experience of others that I saw and personally trust.

Do not repeat passwords

This is the main advice you should follow before any other, do not use one password for all your accounts, period. Yes, maybe your main accounts on big sites such as Google, Microsoft and Instagram/Meta won't be breach so easily with your password in plain sight. However, while using the web you will end up creating accounts in lesser known and less secure websites - just remember for a while the amount of websites that nowadays requires you to create an account to just read or download something that you need.

Two passwords is better, but the only thing that you're doing is just postponing the inevitable. Three can be good, but you could get unlucky if most, or some, of the services that you consume uses one third-party authentication provider. And even with three, that's a third of your online presence, and maybe the password that was leaked on a less important account, could be the same that you use on a more important account (such as your bank account or even on some public service that has sensitive information such as your address, credit cards, etc.).

You could use a master password and change it depending on the website, using some sort of system, to remember them, which I would say is a safe bet, but depending on how many passwords of yours is leaked and how complicated the system is, I wouldn't doubt some determine enough person to try reverse-engineer said system and find how the passwords are connected to a master one.

The safest bet is using a unique and random password for each account that you have, but remembering them is impossible. You could just write each one of them on a piece of paper, even easier if you have a few online accounts, but it could get out of hand easily and loosing a piece of paper could mean you're loosing all your online accounts. So the most secure and convenience are password managers.

Password managers

If you want convenience and something out-of-the-box, just use a trusting cloud password manager such as Bitwarden or Proton Pass, I can't recommend others that aren't open-source to know the security of them (Bitwarden is what I would mostly recommend, but Proton Pass can be better if you already use other Proton services). Yes, there are other cloud based such as Dashlane or LastPass (the later which does not have a great security history), but without them being open-source, we can't really tell if them securely store your passwords and if their clients (desktop and mobile applications) have end-to-end encryption (a technology which encrypts your passwords before they are sent to the cloud, so even the hosting company can't see them).

Yes, there are offline password managers, and they provide the most secure way to storing your passwords. However, I won't recommend or go into details on them here, since they aren't the easiest to use and set-up for new users. If you want one to start researching, just learn to use KeePassXC, that's pretty much it.

Do not use browser's built-in password managers

Google Chrome's (and probably other browsers and Chromium-based browsers such as Microsoft Edge) stores the encrypted passwords and the key to decrypt said passwords locally, so any small script even can access these passwords easily. Google's password manager is also closed-source, which makes it less trustworthy, as it can't be checked if it has end-to-end encryption or not. Browsers also do not impose a master password to unlock autofill in websites, so anyone with access to your computer can see and log in into your accounts. Browser's password managers also rarely sync between devices, something which the cloud-based ones have built-in out-of-the-box.

But why?

Aren't most websites secure enough nowadays?

[Almost] yes, websites do, most of the time, but not always, place security measures such as hashing your password (transforming your password into a text of fixed-value which don't had any similarities to the original password) so it isn't in plain text when it's leaked. But hashing is dependent on what password it is generated from, so two sites can have the same hash for the same password, leaking the information that you use the same password for both. And I can't really confirm, but I wouldn't be surprise if a lesser known or secure website could accidentally use a hashing algorithm that can be easily reversed to the original value.

You should also remember that most leaks also contains information such as email, which helps identity who is the account's owner, and if on one leaked site there's the password with email, and on the other just the email, it is not hard to think that someone would try said password on the second site.

Websites can have secure measures, but you don't

A lot of articles and videos will repeat everything I said here, but there's something which is not a lot talked about: you can leak your own passwords. How many times you sent to a friend an online account so he could also have access to something temporally? Or how many times you were streaming on Discord your screen and needed to log in to an account for one moment before doing something? Or even how many times you said it out loud or even sent it by accident, coping and pasting into a text input on another window/tab? I'm not even counting the possibility of virus in a computer, or even malicious websites that you can accidentally create an account on.

Having different passwords for each account prevents a simple mistake into turning on a catastrophic event.

What about 2FA (Two-Factor authentication)?

Yes, having two-factor can in many ways cancel the above arguments. However, how many times you remembered to activate 2FA right after creating an account? I do not trust myself on doing this for every account, even less for "temporally accounts" that I'm just creating because I need something on that day and not anymore. And even in 2024, not all websites provide two-factor authentication, and some who provide, places the setting on somewhere that is not so easy to find on the UI. Having different passwords just helps you prevent shooting yourself in the foot.

An unknown feature of password managers

Using password managers also helps you on something that can save you from time-to-time and in the future: they are a list of all account you have and had online. At this point, with the amount of websites that let or even forces you on creating an account, it is easy to lose track of all them, and a lot of these forgotten accounts can still hold personal information or old information that you don't want saved anymore. Password managers help you see the amount of accounts you have and access them more easily, without needing to remember what was your past-self old master password even. And accessing these accounts, you can delete them or remove the personal info to clear your mind of anxiety of your past self doing things that you wouldn't do anymore or simply that doesn't resonate with who you are anymore. Sometimes you have accounts or websites you forgot completely, websites that can change companies, owners, can be leaked, have personal or sensitive information. And password managers help you administrate all of them without needing to open a note on your app, find a piece of paper, or simply remember and guess if you had an account on that website.

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Today's artists & creative things

Playlist: Japanese soft indie/rock, that would be in Goodnight Punpun's playlist

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[punkscowardschampions]

Gia & Teddy & Nancy (Tancy Pt.1)

Gia: [Okay, setting the scene for us, Teddy is ‘working’ in James’ office aka we were snooping because always and then we were taking some time to think about the party and situation you just came from at Nancy’s so, obviously, when Gia walks in to see how you’re getting on, she sees way more than she bargained for and runs for her life lmao]

Gia: Get out of that office and go wash your hands before you do anything else

Teddy: It’s my temporary office, I’ve taken it over

Gia: You can work in the main office, where you can be kept an eye on

Gia: Obviously you can’t be trusted, for God’s sake

Teddy: Didn’t you get enough of an eyeful? 

Gia: That’s not funny, you are disgusting

Teddy: I’m bored

Gia: I don’t care!

Gia: Do what you’re here to do, this is a place of business

Teddy: I’m here to be kept out of the way, stop trying to parade me front & centre in the main office

Gia: You need to learn all this, have you done anything you were actually asked to do?

Teddy: I was asked to show up & ta-da

Gia: I sent you a list, check your email

Gia: Are you not going to apologise

Teddy: What’s my work email address again?

Gia: Jesus Christ

Gia: What is wrong with you?

Teddy: Aren’t you going to send me another list?

Gia: I’m working, unlike someone

Gia: Not to mention that you reek of booze, you looked awful when you walked in

Teddy: But I feel fantastic & isn’t that the most important thing?

Gia: No, it is not

Gia: I don’t care what party you went to last night, leave it at the door

Teddy: Last night? Please, it wasn’t a children’s tea party

Gia: You’re proud of yourself, are you?

Gia: How sad

Teddy: I’m not ashamed & I’m not going to be on your say so

Gia: How are you not, you should be mortified

Teddy: You walked in on me, perhaps learn to knock before you decide to go on & on about etiquette 

Gia: I shouldn’t need to, it’s the middle of the day and this is work

Teddy: Yes, our father would NEVER behave immorally in this hallowed space, it’s a TOTAL coincidence his last secretary fled her post

Gia: Oh, you’re on this again, are you

Gia: Don’t make things up when you’re the one that got caught being vile

Teddy: It’s no wonder you’re so uptight, we’re getting to the root cause now

Gia: No, don’t even think that thought, shut up

Teddy: [send her a different link to the sex toy you sent Nancy but with a similar vibe, somewhere on the scale between that and how basic you think Chlo is haha]

Gia: I’m going to ask for you to get psychiatric help, seriously

Gia: I don’t need your help or opinion, you freak

Teddy: You don’t welcome my POV but you certainly need help, behind your eyes there’s a constant SOS

Teddy: Hopefully we’ll end up visiting the same therapist, wouldn’t that be fun? Not to mention cost effective & you do love to pretend we’re poor

Gia: When did you turn into this?

Gia: You got plenty of attention, too much, perhaps

Teddy: Born, made, who cares? That’s for the professionals to decide, if you can get daddy dearest to listen to your pleas, that is

Gia: I’ll talk to mother

Teddy: Good luck, mother is my biggest champion & I her precious son

Gia: Exactly and she should be concerned with your well-being, of which it won’t be hard to convince her

Teddy: She knows more about how I feel than you

Gia: Oh, I dread to think

Teddy: Naturally, you cower from emotion

Gia: Your emotional incest is something to be disturbed by

Teddy: & your projection isn’t? Go & have another private meeting with father, why don’t you?

Gia: It may surprise you to learn that everyone else here is working, not being a degenerate 

Teddy: It would surprise me, yeah

Gia: You are so singularly irritating 

Gia: if it wasn’t so useless, you could consider it a skill

Teddy: At least you still have some skin to get under, I suppose

Gia: I’m not the problem here, Theodore

Teddy: Neither am I, Georgiana 

Teddy: I’ve had a very productive morning

Gia: Where?

Teddy: I’ve snooped through J’s desk, had a little sleep & then after some incredible dreams I… well, you were there for that

Gia: Have you not done enough damage with your inability to mind your business

Gia: You better put back anything you’ve found

Teddy: Damage? You should be thanking me

Gia: You shouldn’t have got in the middle of things, that’s not your place

Teddy: My place isn’t to stand idly by & it shouldn’t be yours

Gia: Don’t pretend you care

Teddy: They’re an embarrassment, of course I care

Gia: About James, you psychopath

Teddy: Because you’re such a loving big sister

Gia: It’s his marriage to solve or dissolve, it had nothing to do with you

Teddy: He wasn’t planning to DO anything

Gia: I told you he was

Teddy: What’s your word, or his, good for?

Gia: Excuse me, you wouldn’t know the first thing about loyalty

Teddy: If I say I’m going to do something, it happens

Teddy: you’re both all talk, you haven’t even set a date yet

Gia: I’m not going to rush my wedding, to prove a point to you

Teddy: But are you going to have a wedding? If you don’t hurry up you’ll be skipping straight to funeral

Gia: That’s a horrible and stupid thing to say

Gia: He’s in perfect health and has done nothing to you

Teddy: Keep checking

Gia: You don’t care about anyone’s happiness but your own

Gia: perhaps that’s why I don’t come to you with any news

Teddy: You’re not happy, Gia

Gia: Why on earth do you think that’s something you get to decide, as if you have the first clue

Teddy: It’s something I just know

Teddy: whenever you pick up your morning newspaper it must look like you’re posing for a hostage photo, the poor neighbours are bound to be on the highest alert

Gia: Your problem is you think everyone wants what you want, like you’re not chronically childish and immature

Teddy: Yours is you’re scared to go after what you want for some reason

Gia: I have what I want

Teddy: Daddy’s approval begins & ends when you walk out that door, it definitely won’t keep you warm at night & he isn’t going to warm to who is whether or not your engagement spans the next decade

Gia: Daddy supports me entirely, a fact you’re just jealous of, clearly

Teddy: He’s indifferent to act until it’s too late, like father like eldest son, don’t flatter yourself it’s because he thinks you’re making the best choices

Gia: Are you scared you’ll never make him proud with any of yours

Teddy: Ha ha

Teddy: I’d hate to accidentally make him proud, the fact you imagine it would ever be deliberate shows how clueless you are

Gia: How edgy

Gia: the fact is you needn’t try the rebel child act, you’re disappointing as a default

Teddy: As are you, for the unfortunate shame of being born a girl

Gia: Sure, oopsy-baby

Teddy: I could fuck up a million times & still be more wanted than you, that’s why you’re crippled with jealousy

Gia: You’re deluded 

Gia: There is nothing about you to be jealous of, you have nothing, you do nothing

Teddy: Keep telling yourself that as you keep having your husband’s health checked

Gia: You’ll have a drug-induced heart attack by the time you’re 20, Seb is a thousand times healthier than you and that is just sad

Teddy: Tragic that I’ll die happy while you live in misery

Gia: Is that what you think happiness is?

Teddy: I have 0 regrets, you have nothing else

Gia: You convince yourself of that on your own time

Gia: Go and actually achieve something today

Teddy: Orgasm is the aim, if you’ll kindly stop interrupting me

Gia: I was serious, get out of James’ office

Teddy: Call security to remove me

Gia: No, because you want to make a scene

Teddy: Then you aren’t that serious 

Gia: No one else wants to walk in on you being so gross, get on with your work

Teddy: What work? I’m waiting for your list

Gia: I sent it at the start of the day, do I really have to show you how to use an email inbox

Teddy: You could send it to an email I have access to

Gia: [copy and paste it here because you’re sick of him lol]

Teddy: Thanks

Gia: 👍

Teddy: [ask her a question about how to do the first thing on the list even though you easily could do it yourself, just to annoy her]?

Gia: I’ll get [someone dull and annoying] to talk you through it, hold on

Teddy: The future boss of the company shouldn’t be encouraging me to corrupt [this person]

Gia: Where did I do that

Teddy: You’re giving them to me to distract

Gia: I’m not giving anyone to you, [name] is going to show you how to do this basic task you apparently have no clue about

Teddy: Okay, sure, officially

Gia: You’re unwell, how could you even think like that

Teddy: How mean to [this poor person lol]

Gia: No one here wants anything to do with you, especially like that, you are a child

Teddy: How mean to me

Gia: You deserve it

Teddy: For what? I’ve already [done this first task]

Gia: So carry on and I will give you more when you’ve finished

Gia: was that so hard?

Teddy: Can’t you take me to [somewhere rich to get coffee from] instead?

Gia: Why would I do that?

Teddy: Oh come on

Gia: I don’t want to see you again, never mind have coffee, why would we put ourselves through that

Teddy: Fine, I’ll take half the office

Teddy: see how much work gets done

Gia: [some intern] gets coffee at [an o’clock]

Teddy: 🥱

Gia: We aren’t here for entertainment

Teddy: The truest thing you’ve ever said

Gia: This is a job, the people who work here are not childminders, you receive no special treatment

Teddy: It isn’t my job

Gia: It will be and whilst you’re here, it is, you’re training

Teddy: I’m leaving

Gia: Do not

Teddy: Why not?

Gia: Daddy has asked you to be here, to prove yourself

Teddy: It’s unbearable here

Gia: How?

Teddy: You wouldn’t understand, you’re turned on by it

Gia: I don’t know what you’re talking about right now, what do you mean

Teddy: I don’t care about [whatever job they do]

Gia: You’ll have to earn money somehow

Teddy: I’ll marry into it, like you

Gia: You still need a job, what are you going to do with your life?

Teddy: Look at our mother, she’s perfectly content

Gia: Ha!

Teddy: You’re really cruel to her

Gia: She is a drain and a mess

Gia: If she’d bothered to find a career, she wouldn’t be so miserable

Teddy: But I’m the one who believes everyone wants what I want

Gia: Why else is she a hysterical alcoholic, her life has no purpose

Teddy: Because her husband treats her awfully, perhaps, for a start

Gia: She’s awful, it’s impossible to have an intelligent conversation with her, he needs that

Teddy: I’ll be getting extremely intelligent conversation from girls half his age he picks up in bars

Gia: Don’t start this again

Teddy: Try & excuse it, I can’t wait

Gia: I don’t need to excuse everything he does to understand why

Gia: not that you know anything on authority 

Teddy: [drop a story because I imagine a vibe like Ellie’s being the reason he hates his dad so much, esp if he was young when it happened, not you revealing this tea you haven’t told anyone before because you’re still wasted and then immediately wishing you hadn’t because you know it won’t hit her the same]

Gia: I will tell you again, this is why you don’t involve yourself in other people’s business, especially adults

Gia: you aren’t helping anyone, yourself included

Teddy: I wasn’t, I didn’t ask for that

Gia: You always take it to this place, families aren’t meant to talk about things like this

Gia: keep it private, it’s for the best

Teddy: You always find a way to blame me

Gia: Because you make me uncomfortable, why bring that up

Teddy: How do you think I felt? I was [however old we’re saying you were]

Gia: It isn’t as if it was done on purpose 

Gia: and there’s nothing to be done now

Teddy: You’re impossible

Teddy: I’m going home

Gia: He’s a grown man, Teddy, I don’t know what you expect me to say

Gia: he’s well within his rights to do as he pleases

Teddy: [just leave sir because you’re annoyed at yourself that you said it and annoyed at her she doesn’t care, do your 2nd diva storm out]

Gia: [I’m sure your father will have a go when he realises but c’est la vie there huns, can’t force him to stay, nor is she going to chase you down obvs]

Teddy: [bowl up to Nancy’s gaff uninvited obvs expecting her to be there but she isn’t]

Teddy: Where could you have possibly gone? It’s SO early

Nancy: I should lie and say I’ve hit the gym but you’d only show up and find no one but the gym bros

Nancy: What are you doing back in the daylight?

Teddy: You’re yet to answer my question, do & maybe I’ll answer yours

Nancy: Such a stickler for the rules

Nancy: nowhere exciting, I had a brunch, the only time my friends will drink these days is with avocado toast, apparently, so here I am 💁‍♀️

Teddy: It’s the only place your friends can dress in their drag, you mean

Teddy: When are you coming back?

Nancy: 😏 [a supposed BFF] does go heavy with the contour but these men walk better in heels

Nancy: What’s the matter, darling, you seem off

Teddy: I’ve noticed, we all have, on both counts

Teddy: I’m sad 

Nancy: 🥺 What’s happened?

Nancy: [the code to this apartment], you’ll be better off drowning your sorrows there, it’s really, REALLY depressing here

Teddy: My father & sister have been ganging up on me ALL morning, expecting me to work an unbearable job for the rest of my life

Nancy: How horrific

Nancy: I think that’s all fathers know how to talk about once you’re over the age of 8

Teddy: It’s as if they both speak in code, truly

Nancy: And you feel left out, right

Teddy: We used to be close, me & her, he takes everything away

Nancy: You poor thing

Nancy: Why does your dad hate you?

Teddy: Because I see what he’s really like

Nancy: Be about right, people can’t stand their bullshit being called out

Teddy: & unlike J or my mother I will

Nancy: Why does he even make you work, that HAS to be against labour laws, you’re still in school

Teddy: He can’t make me, I left

Nancy: Good for you

Nancy: did you come to see me or see if the party was still going on

Teddy: It’s the same thing, isn’t it?

Nancy: ‘Course

Nancy: [someone particularly lairy] got us shut down at 10 am though, sorry 

Teddy: What a pity

Teddy: still, as I said, you ARE the party, darling

Nancy: You’re too kind

Nancy: doesn’t your head hurt?

Teddy: No

Teddy: come back to me

Nancy: You need cheering up

Teddy: 🥺💔 absolutely

Nancy: The bath is incredible

Nancy: you probably saw

Teddy: I don’t remember

Teddy: [but a fully clothed reclining selfie a sec later when he’s checking it out lol]

Nancy: 😅

Nancy: See, even you look small in it

Teddy: Oh no

Teddy: the word small doesn’t cheer me up at all

Nancy: Adorably so, of course

Nancy: the beds are just as huge

Teddy: [a selfie of you reclining the same way on what you know to be her bed because you had to deliberately choose that one]

Nancy: There

Nancy: by the time you’ve had a long soak and a nap, I can be back

Teddy: Okay, there is a dream from earlier I’d love to have again

Nancy: Yeah? Your desk is comfy then

Teddy: It was my brother’s actually

Nancy: Of course, I remember he’s still very much on the holiday from hell with wifey

Teddy: [tell her something you found in his desk, clearly not incriminating cos I’m not trying to do James dirty like that but something y’all will find funny even if it’s only taking the piss out of how boring he is now]

Nancy: How is he SUCH a nerd now, it blows my mind

Teddy: [tell a story from his messy era like it’s a good thing, for the comparison and the mems like yeah I know, remember when]

Nancy: RIP J ⚰️

Nancy: It’s so sad, feel like I should be throwing funerals, not attending engagement parties and baby showers 

Teddy: At least you look good in black & you can wear it to every one of those events 🖤

Nancy: White for weddings, obviously, watch the meltdown ensue

Teddy: Oh of course, luckily it suits you as well 🤍

Nancy: You’re in a better mood already, I’ll bring you back one of these tacky glittery cowboy hats if you like

Teddy: You’d like me to model it for you

Nancy: Duh, you’d look fabulous

Teddy: Right now I would

Teddy: [a pic of the full bath but not a pic of you in it because the idea being you’re about to get in, I just know there’s a sneaky naked reflection of you that you’re pretending is an accident/you don’t know about but we all do]

Nancy: You’re more than welcome to do a photoshoot, [your current flatmate] and my cousin do all the time 

Teddy: Thanks, it’s a very welcoming space

Nancy: I like it, better than home

Teddy: Me too

Nancy: You can be one of my strays

Teddy: Not the most flattering, but sure 😽

Nancy: No, I do usually try not to say it to their faces

Nancy: I just mean I don’t mind it, if you need to escape your family’s world sometimes

Teddy: As long as you don’t mind

Nancy: Why would I?

Teddy: No reason, naturally, I’m a delight

Nancy: No, me 😋

Teddy: Yes, you

Nancy: Besides, you entertain me and I am reminded how few people do these days

Teddy: Last night was, true

Nancy: What you remember, at least

Teddy: I remember everything

Nancy: I remember you leaving in a mood

Teddy: At your request

Nancy: Did not

Teddy: [send her a screenshot of that message she sent to her bf saying she’d send everyone home]

Nancy: When have I ever ended a party early?

Teddy: [a time when it wasn’t her fault or her own choice remotely and he knows that damn well but he’s still bringing it up to be petty cos still salty that she wanted her bf and not him]

Nancy: 😑 you’re gonna bring up the ONE time, really

Teddy: Who am I if I don’t?

Nancy: I suppose that’s true too

Nancy: still, you know how it is

Teddy: Yeah, I know I’m being super unfair when you’ve been the nicest to me

Nancy: You have to lie to boyfriends, I wouldn’t have kicked anyone out

Nancy: we’re friends

Teddy: Ignore me, Nance, I’m bad company

Nancy: but I understand, the family thing

Teddy: This is the bitch she’s become, I shouldn’t be surprised

Nancy: You’re allowed to be disappointed

Nancy: that’s what the bar is for

Teddy: What are you drinking? I’ll join you

Nancy: Are you going to make them bring it to you in the bath?

Nancy: [tell him, it’s usually mimosas]

Teddy: Definitely

Nancy: I don’t know how I’m going to live without staff when I have to leave

Nancy: it’s the best

Teddy: Just hire some

Nancy: My parents wouldn’t pay for it now if they realised

Teddy: Won’t [her bf’s name, Theo? I think my boo said because he’s clearly stalked him this AM haha and hence knows] pay?

Nancy: Doubt it, maybe if I lived with him but he wouldn’t want that either

Teddy: What’s wrong with him? Aside from the obvious

Nancy: You’d be nicer, would you?

Nancy: Just what guys are like

Teddy: It wouldn’t be difficult

Nancy: He does what I need him to

Nancy: I guess I’ll have to be like your sister and go older if I want everything paid for

Teddy: Steal him, please, I beg of you 🙏

Nancy: You’re still hopeful she’s not a total lost cause then

Teddy: OR I’m eager for her to be devastated, which she claims is the case in that scenario

Nancy: You asked nicely anyhow, I will do

Teddy: You’re the best

Nancy: I know

Nancy: You can owe me

Teddy: Okay, I will

Nancy: Did you lie about [the girl] calling me disabled?

Teddy: Maybe

Nancy: Knew it

Teddy: I must’ve mixed her up with [someone else who we’re now saying did just for fun when they absolutely did not]

Nancy: Easily done 😏

Nancy: and you did me a massive favour anyway

Teddy: You’re welcome then

Nancy: I might date him instead, what do you think?

Teddy: [drag this poor man to filth because you’re jealous but in a very real way that’s tailored to who he actually is/what he looks like etc etc because obvs]

Nancy: You’re so fussy this morning!

Teddy: You said you were looking for my opinion

Nancy: I can’t rely on your sister’s old man for all my gratification though, can I, we’ve got to be realistic

Teddy: [send her an even more dramatic sex toy link than you have ever before]

Teddy: There

Nancy: Okay 🛒📦

Teddy: [send her however much it costs, just because]

Nancy: Your parents don’t check what you spend your cash on, do they

Teddy: Don’t be ridiculous, they barely bother with the amounts never mind the individual transactions

Nancy: How the rich stay rich… I truly do not know

Nancy: I guess you don’t owe me now, well played 

Teddy: Working in [a deliberately wrong guess at what your father does], apparently

Nancy: You can't waste your life doing that, you’ll end up like your brother

Teddy: I’m aware & it isn’t going to happen

Nancy: Don’t let it, or you’re so dead to me

Teddy: [a dramatic video of him doing under the water like he’s drowning or an angsty gal in a teen movie haha, those are the exact vibes, even though we all know it actually isn’t going to happen]

Nancy: 😭😭💀 how long can you hold your breath then

Teddy: Shall we find out?

Nancy: No cheating

Teddy: Can you be trusted to count or are you too disabled?

Nancy: Shut up and get under that water or I’ll come back and drown you myself

Teddy: & tear yourself away from brunch with the girls? Never

Nancy: You wish I would

Teddy: Yes

Nancy: 🥺 boy

Teddy: Why do you want me to be alone & upset?

Nancy: I don’t, only when I am

Teddy: So get in a car that’ll bring you home

Nancy: then what though

Teddy: I told you, you’re the party

Nancy: Invite people over

Teddy: Who?

Nancy: Whoever you want

Teddy: Tell me who you want

Nancy: As many people as possible

Teddy: [put that info out so she can see that you have even though you’re still in the bath and you only want it to be y’all]

Nancy: Good

Nancy: I’ll come back now

Teddy: 🛀🏼🥂

Teddy: you can 🧽🧼 my back

Nancy: I’m not staff, honey

Teddy: I thought we were friends?

Nancy: Friends don’t turn friends into criminals

Teddy: [name drop some peeps you both know who got arrested together for something like those do haha]

Nancy: SO Bonnie and Clyde

Nancy: definitely didn’t buy their way out of any time

Teddy: & I’d buy you out too

Nancy: my hero

Teddy: Let me be

Nancy: Does it really count if you just save me from trouble you get me in? 🤔

Teddy: I could save you from any

Teddy: everything

Nancy: Nah

Teddy: & anyway, I got into trouble at work because of you

Nancy: Um, you’re welcome for a start but also I didn’t do anything

Teddy: That’s where you’re wrong, you did a lot

Nancy: Am I proud?

Teddy: You’d be a fool not to feel something, are you a fool?

Nancy: That’s not the diagnosis I got either, no

Teddy: Be proud

Nancy: I’d be prouder if you got officially fired but it’ll do for now

Teddy: As soon as I’m officially hired

Nancy: 🤞 jobs are for losing, everyone knows that

Teddy: Jobs are for losers

Nancy: That’s what I’ve been saying, who wants to waste their life making money for someone else to be thrown a bone

Teddy: Exactly, I knew you’d understand

Nancy: Your dad is braver than my parents, or stupider

Nancy: they weren’t going to offer me any place in their precious business

Teddy: He’s the latter, he’d hand it to G over J if he gave a real fuck about business  

Nancy: You should get it instead, imagine all the fun you could have wasting the family fortune

Teddy: I often imagine

Teddy: [send her some more money purely because you’re thinking about wasting it]

Nancy: stop it 😍😍😍😍

Teddy: Buy yourself a new dress, last night’s is a write off

Nancy: You did ruin it

Teddy: Completely

Nancy: [the puker] ruined the game though

Teddy: Have you chosen your revenge yet?

Nancy: I was thinking you should decide, as it made you leave

Teddy: I want you to orchestrate it, something you think I’d enjoy

Nancy: Okay

Nancy: challenge accepted

Teddy: Don’t disappoint me, please

Nancy: I won’t be able to drown myself, I’m far too good at holding my breath

Teddy: What’s your record?

Nancy: [I have no idea but something impressive lol] everything was a competition with my brother

Teddy: I don’t believe you, you’ll have to get in the hot tub

Nancy: I will, it’s a great party trick

Nancy: very rude of you to doubt me

Teddy: It’ll be an even better memory, you should be thanking me for this chance to prove yourself

Nancy: I won’t thank you

Nancy: but maybe I’ll teach you, if you’re suitably impressed

Teddy: Silly me, I needed to challenge you to get me my own outfit, I’ll hardly be dressed to impress in these work clothes

Nancy: Aw, are you wearing a suit?

Teddy: [send a pic of whatever you were wearing in a crumpled heap on the floor by this bath]

Nancy: Send me more money and I’ll stop in [whatever boujee shops are between where you are now and there]

Teddy: [do, love that she’s picking him an outfit after he chose hers last night]

Nancy: [come through your shared bad taste lmao]

Nancy: 😁

Teddy: Thank you, darling 

Teddy: I’d wear a towel all night otherwise

Nancy: Can’t have that

Teddy: Imagine the games

Nancy: I daren’t

Teddy: Dare, live a little

Teddy: there aren’t thought police

Nancy: My thoughts are private, you need to be a better friend to access them

Teddy: My own challenge as well? I accept

Nancy: May the best man win

Teddy: He will

Nancy: I will

Nancy: you don’t want to be an old-fashioned sexist like your dad, do you

Teddy: Good point, I’ll let you win

Nancy: Hey

Teddy: Enjoy your hollow victory

Nancy: 😠

Nancy: I will win fair and square and you will cry about it

Teddy: When have you ever done anything fair & square or seen me cry?

Nancy: Now I’d HATE to embarrass you like that

Teddy: Oh would you? SUCH conveniently timed politeness though

Nancy: You conveniently forget how long I’ve known your family

Teddy: No I don’t, great memories

Nancy: and I’m so proud you’re not a crybaby any longer, allegedly

Teddy: You’re so proud of me, that’s the important thing

Nancy: Take it

Teddy: You can’t take it back

Nancy: Didn’t have my fingers crossed

Teddy: Why would you? It’s how you honestly feel

Nancy: Still a wind-up though, that hasn’t changed

Teddy: I’m the entertainment after all

Nancy: Isn’t that just how you like it

Teddy: I don’t dislike it or I wouldn’t be here

Nancy: and you’re hiding

Teddy: There are other places I could hide

Nancy: but I’m the party

Teddy: I chose you

Nancy: I’m on my way to choose your outfit

Teddy: You’re going to [guessing a shop because he’s trying to guess what she might pick] first?

Nancy: Shh, no spoilers

Teddy: Please 🥺

Nancy: There is so much I have to teach you

Teddy: I’m ready when you are

Nancy: Lessons have begun, baby

Teddy: Anything but would be a waste of both our time & I’m certain that’s a rule you stand by, no time wasters 

Nancy: I have nothing but time but I’m tiring of boring people abusing that 

Nancy: so yes

Teddy: Are you teaching me a lesson with what you’re going to have me wear or are you being nice?

Nancy: First lesson is in patience, otherwise known as anticipation 

Nancy: Do you think I’m going to be nice to you? Think about whether you deserve that

Teddy: Oh I am, it’s all I’m thinking of

Nancy: I do hope there’s no double meaning behind that

Teddy: I’m always direct 

Nancy: An admirable quality, I think

Teddy: A quality I’m stuck with nonetheless so it’s just as well you like it

Nancy: I don’t need to like it, it’s irrelevant

Teddy: Not to me

Nancy: You’re eager to please

Teddy: Today needn’t be a write off too

Nancy: Last night wasn’t, was it

Teddy: It had its moments

Nancy: No need to fill me in

Teddy: You were there

Nancy: Unfortunately close proximity, yes

Teddy: It’s unfortunate you consider yourself hard done by

Nancy: Only personal in the sense your girlfriend was entirely uninvited

Teddy: Was she?

Nancy: Never seen her before in my life, people are so strange

Teddy: She speaks highly of you, maybe she’s your stalker

Nancy: 😬 Now I’ll have to check none of my intimates are missing

Teddy: Allow me

Teddy: What are friends for?

Nancy: How are you going to know how many pairs I had to begin with… 🤔👀

Teddy: Don’t you? I’ll be saying a number & it’s either correct or it isn’t

Nancy: A likely story, Teds

Teddy: Darling, if I was in the habit of stealing it’d be your [idk something boujee she has which he likes]

Nancy: Well, don’t you dare touch [this thing]

Nancy: give a damn about my underwear

Teddy: I’ll only look, I promise

Nancy: I don’t know if I can trust you

Teddy: But I promised!

Nancy: Does that usually work for you, sweetheart? Full 🥺 and everything

Nancy: you’re going to lose count, by the way

Teddy: You’re wasting your breath pretending it doesn’t work on you

Nancy: 😏 go away, I’m very busy spending your money  

Teddy: [do because you’re in the bath, actually relax]

Nancy: [come back, having undoubtedly taken ages because a challenge and also just something you enjoy to do obvs, laying this outfit out for him on the bed]

Teddy: [get out of the bath, finally, when you hear her come back and be wandering through in a towel to check out this outfit]

Nancy: [got to be doing the most to not look at him, here on your phone asking more people to come over ASAP and getting a drink made for you because we know we can’t be left alone with you]

Teddy: [this boy just rudely reclining, always like a cat, wet and in a towel on her bed because in no rush to get dressed and make life any easier for her even if he likes the outfit she has chosen which I’m sure he does, gesturing to her other bags like gimme so he can be nosy about what she has bought for herself because he told her to replace the dress she ruined last night and I’m sure she has]

Nancy: [making a face like we are disgusted by you, shaking our head like you’re a badly behaved child because the energy we must try to give, still, throwing this bag at you because not so FUMING, even fakely, that we need to go that hard; definitely spent as much as you could, no thoughts of giving any money back here, sitting down on the end of the bed like well, what do you think?]

Teddy: [a lol because he is a badly behaved child but we know she isn’t disgusted by it, getting this outfit out and holding it up to inspect it properly, deliberately and rudely waiting until she has sat down before gesturing for her to stand up like we’ve gotta at least see these clothes held against her if not fully modelled before we form an opinion]

Nancy: [when you’re never the well-behaved one and thus you hate it and are also really bad at it, scowling at him like this is all his fault as you snatch the outfit back and defiantly take off whatever you’re wearing to put this on here and now because two can play at this game]

Teddy: [we love to see it haha, the fact that other people would look away or peep more sneakily but he’s just blatantly not, god bless, being a dick and making her do a twirl with a gesture, really gotta lay it on thick and prolong this esp because she scowled and thus he knows he’s annoying her]

Nancy: [the risk of you attempting to play fight him whilst he’s just in a towel and you’re probably not zipped into this outfit is huge but we gotta because that’s who we are, acting like we’re going to forcibly dress him here]

Teddy: [and he’s likewise not gonna refuse so here they are having the most dangerous playfight not fucks given, such a flashforward to the pillow fight they had when Grace was faffing getting ready that almost turned into a hookup, love that for you because he’s definitely trying to use a pillow to ‘fight’ her off rn]

Nancy: [we see y’all getting your frustration out in any way you can, giving full siblings with the way we’re pinching you and pulling your hair, not here to play fair, clearly, hence we’re also calling him a little shit and other little brother type things to further annoy him and amuse ourself]

Teddy: [mhmm, catch him likewise not holding back but giving full lil bro and 🥺 whenever she dares to do anything back to him, purely to annoy her and because she tried to say she is immune to it when we know she is not]

Nancy: [should be ashamed how blatantly turned on you are but when are you ever suitably embarrassed ma’am, never, at least we’re not acknowledging it, that is something lol, just gotta use that pillow to cover your face like I will suffocate you if I have to]

Teddy: [it’s a miracle his towel has stayed on truly and that’s the only thing vaguely hiding how turned on he is, but really we all know like in the java convo it’ll only really draw more attention to it and rather than being mortified by that he’s here for it, as he is getting suffocated but that won’t stop him turning the tables purely to show how easily he can overpower her and hurl this pillow far away, I’m sure causing carnage knocking something over that neither of them care about because they are rich dickheads]

Nancy: [it’s nothing you own because this is a hotel and one you obviously trash all the time, all you have here is the stuff you need for your day to day, the rest is all still at home, the way you wouldn’t even look over says it all, just STARING at him in a way you could pretend was you still fuming but really you’re just !! and don’t know where to go next]

Teddy: [mhmm, he isn’t either he’s too busy LOOKING at her like don’t you ignore me I’m the best thing at this party energy, not breaking it as he zips her into this outfit, lingering over it, which I love because you’d expect him to do the opposite in this moment but we’re letting her know how much we like it and want her to be wearing it for whatever happens next]

Nancy: [making a noise that is like the start of a laugh but not fully committing, the kind you do when you’re shocked and/or in disbelief because not what we were expecting either, definitely imagining you pulling a way more childish move to ‘win’ here so we don’t have a response ready, pulling yourself up as if you are moving in to kiss him but obviously you cannot and you have to get up and leave the bedroom to be back at the bar without saying another word]

Teddy: [moving like he’s gonna continue this playfight and/or throw her back onto this bed because he easily could, but he isn’t, he’s letting her go, getting up and fixing this towel which is hanging by a thread but still STARING at her as she makes this exit]

Nancy: [LOOKING back at him as if you were dragged out because how it feels to ever do the right thing to you because you don’t want to but you also don’t want the pisstaking that would come from you doing anything with this boy, asking the butler to make him a drink and sliding it along the bar like there you go]

Teddy: [come and get this drink and instead of downing it like I’m sure you’d very much want to, take your time to prolong being stood there with her, again very visibly in nothing but a towel and knowing you look great]

Nancy: [me like the staff do not need to see this but have invariably seen so much worse, with this girl and her nonsense alone, never mind the other twats who stay here thinking they’re rockstars; ANYWAY, drink your juice Shelby and begin doing something on your phone, which is looking up and befriending Seb on linkedin so you can show him]

Teddy: [when that isn’t what you were expecting her to be doing on her phone, you blatantly assumed she was inviting more peeps to this party or talking to her boring bf or whatever so when you see that you are BUZZING, grinning at her as you clink your glass against hers and do another toast like you did last night this one being ‘to you, and the start of your scheming’ because last night’s was to you and the end of your boredom so it’s nice mirroring]

Nancy: [grin back at him because nothing you love more than scheming, hence you have this linkedin that is clearly full of lies because you are not a business bitch but not gonna be the first time you’ve pretended to be to reel in a dude like Seb, just showing him this profile of bullshit as you take a sip, groaning at the boring thing he inevitably does for a job that you’re going to have to pretend to care about]

Teddy: [mhmm, your parents are business bitches you’d know how to fake it and so would Teddy so I’m sure you can add some stuff to her profile to make it sound even more legit while you badmouth this poor man and talk about how he should be retired as if he’s 92, we all know he’s old but he deffo isn’t as old as you act like he is]

Nancy: [the way he clearly loves Gia/isn’t this stereotypical dickhead because he isn’t biting at what is a blatant seduction here, awkward for y’all but you can have fun whilst you’re plotting now ‘maybe she’s looking to give stepmom?’ as if you can see no other reason for her to be with this man ‘what are his kids like?’]

Teddy: [all your schemes can’t pay off that isn’t how life works and what y’all are gonna do to Grace soon is horrific and clearly your big win, neither of y’all know that yet though so tell her all the tea about these step children which isn’t as much as you have in that era because you clearly don’t know them or Seb as well yet, nevertheless you’d have stalked and tried for all the goss cos that’s who you are]

Nancy: [we’ve said they’re probably younger than Teddy or his age thereabouts so clearly there’s nothing too interesting to be said about y’all yet, writing that off her motivations list like oh ‘you’re going to let me take all the blame if she finds out, yeah’ as a statement like lol you sneaky rat]

Teddy: [shaking his head because where’s the fun in that, especially if it did work which they have no reason to believe it couldn’t rn even if Seb isn’t taking the bait instantly, he’d be taking full credit, his face letting her know all of that because it doesn’t need to be said, as he’s having another drink]

Nancy: [‘you’re such a bitch’ smirking, like you wouldn’t also do something like this to your siblings, which we all know you would]

Teddy: [‘so is she’ with a shrug ‘and she started it’ so childish, love that he’s still in a towel btw, sir are you not cold]

Nancy: [we absolutely keep checking you out in a way that would make you really uncomfortable if you weren’t into it but as you are you can probably just ignore lol, at least it’s summer, and you won’t be embarrassed when people start showing, whenever they do ‘not surprised’ just like yeah she looks like one lol, taking his drink from him to have a sip just ‘cos]

Teddy: [keeping up the childish and sibling, but also flirty, vibes because we all remember how much they like spit in the future, by taking his drink from her before she can take that sip (because again look how strong I am and how easily I can stop you) and really dramatically spitting into the glass as if he’s just stopping her from stealing it and not doing the absolute most]

Nancy: [here with our mouth open like we are so shocked at your behaviour on this day and aren’t keeping ourselves from grinning or giving you a LOOK over it by keeping up this appalled demeanour, obviously we have to snatch that drink back and down it all like I WAS just going to have a sip but now you get nothing, not to mention the challenge of it all, pushing the empty glass back towards him]

Teddy: [couldn’t be MORE into it, even though he knew she was gonna do that because ofc he nevertheless cannot take his eyes off the spectacle of it for a single second, getting the poor butler to refill his glass and then downing it himself so that he doesn’t do something more extra, deliberately making sure his mouth rests where hers did on the glass]

Nancy: [wiping your mouth on the back of your hand as you’re watching him, the smudge of the lipstick you would’ve been wearing for brunch catching your eye and at least giving you a genuine reason to go to the bathroom and fix this before you likewise do something you should not]

Teddy: [you should take this opportunity to go and get dressed but we all know you’re instead reclining on the sofa where they had their moment last night and he made out with his gf, just reliving it all nbd while we wait for her to come back]

Nancy: [my boo says if you do not put some clothes on lmao, meanwhile trying to have a come to jesus in this bathroom as we fix our face from all the messing about you two have been doing, probably taking some selfies of this new outfit when you have]

Teddy: [truly, but if he did that then he wouldn’t be able to have her walk in on him ‘accidentally’ fixing this towel which unlike what his poor sister walked in on is entirely deliberate, cos always gotta do and show her the most while pretending we are not, as if it would fall down when you’re just lying here but didn’t when y’all were playfighting, don’t be silly sir, we all see what you’re up to]

Nancy: [it’s so blatant, love to see the sheer brazeness of acting as if this could be in any way accidental, actually laughing when we come back through like really? ‘You’re a menace’ sitting down on the sofa like you’re entirely unphased and the only person he’s affecting is himself here but you never try hard enough to not look]

Teddy: [the way he would’ve had to be waiting poised to time that is the most blatant thing ever, but he’d still be saying ‘It was an accident’ and lying so convincingly with the body language and everything included that anyone else would believe he’s telling the truth because just letting her know how well he can lie before he’s grinning and lounging again and letting the facade slip]

Nancy: [‘do you not like the outfit?’ said with an air of and what’s wrong with it because clearly we think what we bought you was a serve because not trying to make you look ugly for no reason but lols here, not the vibe ‘or…’ leaving so much unsaid in this or because we know why you’re actually still undressed and we have to let you know that, likewise reclining on this sofa]

Teddy: [‘I love it’ because he do, but pulling her closer to him in a aw there, there kinda way of soz if I hurt your feelings, putting an arm around her as if only to comfort and cheer her ‘I’m making myself at home, that’s all’ in a you said I’m your new pet and should way, resting his head in her lap like said pet, LOOKING up at her]

Nancy: [‘I misspoke, I obviously meant pest’ like my mistake, you irritating creature but we aren’t pushing you away or starting another play fight here because the truth is we’re hugely lonely and like how at home you are making yourself, duh, stroking his hair absentmindedly]

Teddy: [a quieter lil lol like oh you, he was blatantly gonna make another joke about her being disabled but then she’s stroking his hair and it feels nice so instead of being a bitch he closes his eyes as if he’s gonna have the nap she said he could have here and now]

Nancy: [also closing your eyes briefly, mainly because you can’t do anything about the LOOK he gave you and you are struggling at this point lol, still I know people will start arriving soon and you can’t be looking this domestic, doing a big sigh like ugh as you go to get up ‘you were too long in the bath’ like there’s no time for a nap now, boy]

Teddy: [making a noise like a grumpy child when you’re trying to wake them up from a nap and they don’t wanna even though he isn’t asleep yet, making himself more comfy in her lap so she can’t leave doing a shhh that’s really hot like no no I do what I want]

Nancy: [saying his name like you’re telling off a child but ultimately it sounds kinda !! because of where the frustration actually lies]

Teddy: [when you gotta open your eyes and get up but you’re no less in her grill for that, of course you’re not, you’re more so if anything because back at the same kinda height, LOOKING at her once again like you’re waiting for her to say more]

Nancy: [stroking his hair back into place from where you’ve messed it up, biting the inside of your lip and not meeting his eyes even though you are this close to each other and you can feel him LOOKING at you]

Teddy: [doing a chin tilt so she has to look at you, or at least it’ll be harder for her not to, not at all casually the gentlest you’ve ever touched her so far, it’s FINE]

Nancy: [when the silence is SO loud you feel like your breathing is screaming in both your ears at this point with the intensity of the things we’re not saying, having to meet his eye, again, defiantly but the ‘don’t’ is quiet and soft in contrast]

Teddy: [his other hand going to the back of her neck, where last night’s tag was and today’s zip is, just resting there ‘don’t?’ because don’t what? as quietly, almost a whisper even though they are essentially the only ones here considering how little they care about staff or treat them as people]

Nancy: [‘you know’ because you do, very don’t play games right now energy, crossing your arms as a reaction for how you instinctively went to place your hand somewhere on him in response to how he’s touching you]

Teddy: [uncrossing her arms and using them to pull her even closer to him, into his lap practically ‘I’m not’ because this is very much not a game rn it’s far too serious]

Nancy: [nodding like yes you are but also as a way to hide the fact you not only allowed yourself to be pulled in but furthered how close by with your body there]

Teddy: [holding her face again but in a more !! way this time, shaking her head in a no to disagree but do it in the hottest way possible]

Nancy: [me having you fully crawl into his lap but then also me having to have your boyfriend of all people come busting in so you have never moved faster to be away from this boy]

[ruvatia]

Sorry if this is a bit much with everything going on, but could I request a scenario where the Paladins + Matt & Lotor have a black s/o and they’re scared abt everything that’s happening in their country and are sad that racial injustice is happening? I’ve been rlly worried the past few days, but if this is smth too uncomfy I understand ;w; Thank you 💖💖💖

This got really long, I apologize but I turned it into half-headcanons with just the main paladins-- i apologize for not doing all the characters you’ve mentioned, but I don’t think they would fit all in a single post anyways www

On another note I hope you and every other reader take good care of their mental health; it’s important to be aware of what’s going on but it’s also important to be in the right mindspace to be able to tackle everything that’s being shared. It’s pain that’s been boiling for a very long time and there is absolutely no shame in taking some downtime to recover before heading back into current issues.

SHIRO:

If you were saddened, Shiro would suggest that maybe you switch to something else; if there was something that he knows will distract you and temporarily have you be a little more at ease, he’d do that!

But also maybe add a little twist-- extra soft blankets (fresh out of the oven! Screw the bills you’re worth it), extra cheese on your favorite dish, whatever it is that can make your smile a little wider, bigger or brighter just let him know!

Would give you hugs if you asked, but usually Shiro pets your head and brushes your cheek for comfort

He also does this when he wants to ask something of you, but thats another story

Why the TV was still on was a mystery to you, you’d stopped listening a long time ago. Your partner besides you noticed, and you felt the hand around your shoulder tighten his grip a little, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Hey, maybe we should watch something else?” he asked softly, brushing your cheek with his hand. “I can’t really listen to this anymore.”

“Yeah… Sure.” you replied, though it felt like an automated response more than your actual opinion.

“Okay, I’ll switch to that weird show Pidge recorded the other day, we agreed to watch it, right?” he replied, quickly grabbing the remote to change the program.

The first episode started playing, but the moment that it did, you felt cold as Shiro left your side.

“Where are you going?” you asked, your interlaced fingers the only thing keeping him close.

“Ah, I thought I’d make us something. We both kinda skipped dinner….”

He’d thought about putting something together that you’d like, maybe order dessert to surprise you but seeing the look on your face, leaving your side was the hardest thing to do right now.

So he gave in, and your both fell asleep until the doorbell rang with your delivery.

KEITH:

I have this headcanon that Keith isn’t very good with physical touch but after the end of voltron and after enough time of humanitarian relief, he learns how important it is for someone that’s in a specific state of mind

So the best he has to offer when his words fail is physical touch

Over your time together he’s learned what you need depending on your mood, and it helped him out lots when you were more vocal about it-- if anything he liked it when you asked for things that he could easily deliver, he’d do anything to see you smile

A hand came over your phone screen, Keith’s fingers lacing into yours and making you drop the device onto the crevices of the sofa.

“Why did you--”

“You’ve been staring at that thing for the past hour, biting at your nails.” he said in a worried tone. “That’s enough. We’re going to bed.”

“But it’s just--”

“We’re going to bed.” he repeated in a harsher tone, lifting you off your seat.

Keith sat down onto the bed first, pulling you into him. You both fell onto the bed, Keith quickly pulling the covers over your shoulders before his arms came around you.

“My alarm is my phone.”

“That’s nice, but we both know we have nothing to do tomorrow.” he replied right away, making you chuckle.

“Keith…” you called, your hands sneaking up to his face.

You brushed away some of his hair from his face as he gave you a complicated expression, unable to reflect the small smile you wore. He knew things were shit outside, that being apart from your family and other loved ones was a toll on both you and that lately negative thoughts have plagued you more often than not but Keith, despite his good intention was still somewhat of an awkward man.

“Thank you.”

He kissed you in reply and you both left it at that, glad that he had someone like you to meet him halfway.

LANCE:

Lots of hugs the moment he feels something is off with you

Will be a brat™ for the sole purpose of distracting you, bET

I feel like post-series Lance tries his best to be as observant as Allura and tries to understand others better-- but it didn't take a genius or incredible empath to know why your eyes looked like they were about to overflow at the sight of the news.

I’d like to think that Lance, with a big connected family is one of the paladins that very easily gets what you’re going through, wouldn’t be surprised he’s been called one or two things in his past either

That being said it doesn’t mean that he completely understands your personalized struggles with racial injustices that you encounter everyday; as another minority himself + coming from a culture and upbringing that might be different than yours, its a very different experience.

Memories flooded as the news anchor spoke about “lootings” and as you scrolled down your feed to see feeble attempts at sympathy from local peacekeepers. You sigh and retweet another thread, only to find something equally as shocking right after. You stopped commenting in quote retweets a while ago, you felt like you were constantly repeating that none of this was okay and that a reform was desperately needed. Rather than typing out your thoughts you typed out your name, address and email over and over again, signing one petition after the other.

Hearing sigh after sigh, Lance eventually put an arm around your shoulder. He startled you, but his soft voice made both your shoulders and your guard lower.

“Hey, do you want to make a midnight snack with me? I’m getting kinda hungry.”

“What about that new rule we were talking about? Not eating 4 hours before we went to bed?”

“Every diet has one or two cheat days, don’t they?” he replied, kissing one of your eyelids. “Come on, I’m sure your neck is sore from being like that for so long.”

In the end you both made some soul-food until a food-coma knocked you out until tomorrow. In the morning, you realized that Lance must’ve woken up in the middle of the night because you remember cuddling on the couch, and yet you’re waking up on the bed. Of course, still in his arms.

HUNK:

Having a sensible heart, I feel like both you and hunk would struggle a little about maintaining a healthy distance with current events.

Though overtime he would understand that keeping in touch with everything that’s going on is important, but not at the sake of burning out

His best bet, to him, to pull you out of a such a dark space is with comfort food

“Ok ppl feel like they want to eat a horse but they actually cant when they’re in that mind space Hunk, let’s make something sweet and small; something direct and straight to the point! Let’s add smiley faces on it!”

Your turned down the volume from the news, let your head fall backwards and brought up your forearm over your closed eyes. It felt warm and made it you realize that you had probably been staring very intensely at the screen as a wave of comfort hit your eyes the moment they were drowned in darkness. Letting out a deep breath, you stilled and let yourself bask in your thoughts until a familiar voice brought you back.

“Maybe a little bit more sugar? No, then it would be disbalanced. The base is already so sweet-- Ah, I have to take the cupcakes out or else they might get burned!”

You felt a smile grow on your lips, making you ignore the horrid news being broadcasted to turn to your partner that as usual, seemed to juggle ten thousand things to create a whole meal.

“What’s going on over here?” you asked, leaning over the counter to note that one of your favorite dishes was made and machines that were mostly used for baking had been brought out.

“Oh you know, just a little pick me up for my most favorite person ever.” he shrugged, but a smile soon came to his face. His hands were full but he leaned over, his lips meeting your cheek. “Things outside are a little dark, so I thought we could both use a little something nice.”

He turned on the machine after dropping a drop of dye to make it your favorite color and within a few minutes the icing was finished. Hunk scooped up a small amount on his finger and brought it to his lips and nod.

“Wanna taste?” he asked you, his finger dipping into the icing.

A mischievous grin spread on your features as you took his wrist and let his finger fall on your tongue, the sweetness quickly spreading through your mouth. The yellow paladin shivered as you let his digit hang in your mouth for longer than necessary, letting out a satisfied hum when you returned it to him.

“Tastes perfect.”

PIDGE:

She knew what could be fixed, she knew how to fix it but this meant she was also aware of how long such a transition would take

I think Pidge would be similar to Shiro: whatever she remembers that helps you be at ease, she would defect to that in hopes to maybe distract you for a while.

I don’t think Pidge is a very touchy person either, so if she reaches out to you _physically_ in worry, it’s a very clear sign she’s serious/anxious

I feel like she would reach out in other ways and then if she knew you were in a specific state of mind where touch was not useful, or if she just also wanted to try things out lol

As you watched the twisted information that was being shared on screen, another message caught your attention. Rather than a small red icon in the corner, a small window appeared in the middle of your computer screen.

<I found a way to modify notifications sent to another device.>

The video had stopped, every horrible gif about police brutality was paused and there was nothing else but the small window pidge had thrown onto your screen. You chuckled, and felt a pressure behind your working chair.

Another message popped up.

<You’ve been catching up with twitter for the past two hours. Surely you’re done now?>

A soft laugh came from you, making Pidge release a breath she didn’t know she was holding. You typed out an answer:

<Is it possible to be completely caught up with twitter? I follow like 500 accounts.>

<Okay, but half of them are just cat videos and the other half are just retweets of said videos.>

<Oh here I was thinking that this was an intervention to brighten my mood. We’re dragging each other’s follows now?>

<Oh please like you don’t want to be dragged, with that kind of follow list.>

<I can’t believe you’ve done this.>

You both laughed, before Pidge turned around and tapped your shoulder. She let her hand float in the air, yours coming to join it as a soon as your turned her way.

“Wanna take a nap?” she asked, letting her head fall onto your shoulder. “I had Chip make some hot chocolate, Hunk style.”

You squeezed her hand, putting your computer on sleep mode.

“Yeah, that sounds nice.”

[ravennm84]

The Laptop

So, I read a prompt from @charming-mage about Lila’s laptop being damaged and her mother finds out that Lila’s been lying to her and the school. I thought it was a cute idea and the girl would have no way of trying to turn things onto Marinette, so I went with it. Warm-Fuzzies and please enjoy!!

It was a silly little accident that ended up exposing everything. Lila had accidentally spilt coffee on her laptop and caused it to short out. Her mother, being terrible with technology, had taken it to a repair shop to see if it could be saved. 

Greta Rossi had taken her lunch break and gone to the repair shop to check on the state of the laptop. The woman behind the counter, Evelyn, gave her head a shake, saying there was too much corrosion and the damage to the motherboard. “Best I can tell, you didn’t unplug it, take out the battery, or tilt it to let the liquid drain out away from the main components. That was pretty much a death sentence to this thing.”

Greta groaned at that. It would be expensive to buy her daughter a new laptop, but it was necessary so she could do her homework and communicate with her friends when akuma attacks were so bad that the school shut down. “Were you able to save anything?” She asked the woman.

“Some things,” she nodded, handing Greta a flashdrive. “Mostly your photos, some saved documents, I also noticed that you were emailing your daughter’s school when the laptop was damaged. I was able to save that conversation for you.”

Her hand froze as she stared at the woman. “Are you sure? I only ask because that wasn’t my laptop, that was my daughter’s laptop.”

Evelyn’s eyes widened slightly before nodding. “It was the first thing I was able to recover since it was mid-correspondence. I assumed it was your laptop since the emails were addressed to you and were signed by you. If that’s not the case… I think you should probably read those emails and talk to your daughter’s principal as soon as possible.”

A little uncertain of what the woman just told her, Greta called the Embassy to tell them she would be taking the rest of the day off. Going home, she plugged in the flashdrive and started looking over the emails that Evelyn had mentioned. Sure enough, they were between Principal Damocles and supposedly signed by her. The first emails were dated the day Lila had told her the school was closed due to akuma attacks, only the email said that she was pulling Lila out of school to go on a diplomatic trip to Achu. 

A little taken aback, Greta looked up the akuma incidents to see just how bad things were. She normally wasn’t permitted to look up these kinds of things at work, nor did she ever have the time since she had to make sure the Ambassador’s days were scheduled down to the minute and all the paperwork was ready to be signed. But now that she had a moment to look, she could see videos of Ladybug and Chat Noir defeating every akuma… and two of the akumas had been her own daughter! This meant that Lila had been lying to her for months!

The next email was from the day of the Scarlet Moth incident, she remembered her co-workers talking about it. That email to Damocles said that her number had changed and gave a new number, which just happened to be Lila’s number.

Another email requesting doctors notes for Lila’s numerous injuries and disabilities: tinnitus, a sprained wrist, a dislocated kneecap, and tonsolatius. Lila had responded with photocopied doctors’ notes that even Greta could tell were fake, and the principal had responded with gratitude for the prompt response.

Some of the more recent emails spoke about Lila being pushed down the stairs by another student and how a family heirloom had been stolen by the same student! Only to be followed by another email requesting another doctor’s note referencing a disease Lila claimed to have that makes her lie uncontrollably. Was the principal a total idiot? 

The most recent email, the one Lila had been working on when the laptop was destroyed, stopped mid-sentence as Greta Rossi told Damocles that she and Lila would be going on another extended diplomatic trip to London, as she would be working personally with the Queen of England. If Greta hadn’t been furious at her daughter before, she sure was now. 

Still, part of her wanted to have some faith in her daughter, so she would set up a test when Lila got home. Which, coincidentally, wouldn’t be long as she had spent a good few hours reading over the emails and she had finally looked into akuma reports that had occurred since they had moved to Paris.

Lila came home about half an hour later, texting on her phone with a cruel smile, but abruptly stopped when she saw her mother. “Mama, you’re home early. Is it because of the akuma attacks?”

“No, mia bella. I was just given the afternoon off, so I decided to spend it with you. How was school?”

Watching her daughter carefully, she saw her change in posture and expression as she began to do the same fake crying she did when she was 6 years old. “Oh Mama, it was terrible. The school got attacked by another akuma and Chat Noir was just so reckless, his Cataclysm destroyed half of the school. It got closed down until repairs can be completed again.”

“Mia Bella! You weren’t hurt, were you?” Greta asked, faking shock and worry. She suspected that Lila had completed the email on her tablet or a computer at school and sent it to Damocles. Now, her daughter was trying to make an excuse as to why she was staying home. But Greta wasn’t about to be fooled again. Oh no, she had given her daughter a chance and now she was going to make her pay. “That’s it, I can’t allow you to keep attending such a dangerous place.”

Lila stopped mid-sob to look at her mother in surprise. “W-what are you saying?”

“Lila, from what you’ve told me about Hawkmoth, the akuma’s, and those terrible vigilanties; I can’t force you to stay in such a dangerous place due to my job. Go to your room and pack, I’ll call your Zio e Zia in Italia and ask if they can take you in while I finish my assignment here in Paris.” Greta continued to watch her daughter as she spoke, her expression becoming more and more panicked and upset as she spoke. Lila had never liked staying with her uncle and aunt because they lived on a farm that was far from everything, had no internet or cell service, and Greta’s brother was of the mindset that if you didn’t work on the farm, you didn’t eat.

“Bu-but Mama, you can’t just send me away like this! What about school-”

“You just told me that the school was shut down again due to the attacks, and after all the other times the school has been closed, I doubt if you’ll be able to graduate with the other schools or even be accepted into lycee at this point. At least if I send you back to Italia, you’ll be safe and be able to go to school without worrying about being attacked.” Reaching forward, Greta took Lila’s hands firmly between her own. “Please understand, mia bella, I am your mother and I love you more than anything. Even if you’re upset with me, I must do what is best for you and your future.”

Lila didn’t bother hiding her scowl as she tried to tug her hands from her mother’s grip. Then the girl really looked at her mother’s face and realized something was wrong. “Mama?”

Greta returned her scowl. “I am very disappointed in you, young lady. I was giving you a chance to come clean and tell me the truth.” Lila’s eyes blew wide open and was about to say something, but was cut off. “I saw those emails between myself and M. Damocles on your computer. Funny thing, I don’t remember writing them. I also don’t recall changing my contact number, going on a diplomatic trip to Achu, or telling him about a bunch of injuries, disabilities, and diseases that you don’t have. I also don’t remember my bosses assigning me to go on another diplomatic trip to London to work with the Queen of England, seeing as I’m not an ambassador.”

“Wait, Mama! I swear, I can explain-”

“You’ve already said enough! You and I are going to the school right now to speak with M. Damocles. You are going to tell him everything that you’ve been lying about and I’m going to have a talk with him about your supposed fall down the stairs since I’m pretty sure you lied about that as well since I was never notified and you were never taken to the hospital.”

“No, Mama! Please-”

“Be quiet! If you dare try to fight me on this or say one more lie, you will be on a plane back to Italia tonight and spend the rest of your school career with your Zio e Zia, understand?

Pouting the entire time. Lila went back to the school with her mother and was forced to confess to everything she had lied about. M. Damocles also ended up looking at the CCTV footage, something that Greta thought he should have done in the first place, and showed that her daughter had not been pushed down the stairs and had planted the not-family-heirloom in the other student’s locker. Greta demanded that he tell Lila’s class exactly what her daughter had done and that he apologize to Mlle. Dupain-Cheng for getting her expelled. She also demanded the student’s information so she could speak with the girl’s parents and force Lila to apologize. Damocles, still thinking that Greta was an ambassador, told her about the bakery and promised that he would alert the class to Lila’s misdeeds before the two Rossis were out the door. 

Greta thought the Dupain-Chengs were wonderful people, offering them pastries as soon as they were upstairs and listened intently to her when she described the things that her daughter had been lying about. When she asked Marinette for her side of the story, Greta got even angrier at Lila. Threatening, bullying, and framing that poor girl when all Marinette had done was tell Lila to stop lying to her friends. Not only had she been lying to the school and her classmates, but all of Paris, if she were to go by the posts on the Ladyblog that Marinette showed her. She had never been more disappointed in her daughter. 

Once they got home, Greta forced Lila into her room and confiscated her phone and tablet. “I thought it was bad when you were lying to the school and playing truant, but now I find out that you are being a bully, and tempting a terrorist to attack you! How foolish are you?”

“Why are you believing that goodie-two-shoes ove-”

“I believe her because there is literally video evidence of you setting her up and trying to get her expelled! After what you’ve done, you’ll probably get expelled!”

“What!? But I didn’t do-”

“You bullied a student, committed months of truancy, forged signatures on doctors’ notes, and changed my contact information so the school couldn’t contact me. Any one of those are grounds for expulsion!” Greta shook her head in disgust when she saw the shock on her daughter’s face. Lila actually believed that she wouldn’t be punished for all the things she had done. Well, that was not something that she was going to allow, and she didn’t trust the principal or Lila’s teacher to do the right thing by her daughter anymore. “You know what, pack your bags right now. I’m calling my brother and putting you on a plane tonight. It’s clear that you need to learn some responsibility, and I highly doubt that you’re going to do that here.”

Lila tried to argue with her, but no amount of begging, pleading, or threats was going to change her mind. Lila was on a plane back to Italy within a few hours and Greta would be spending the next month cleaning up the mess her daughter had made in Paris. She was fortunate that she was able to keep her job. Luckily for her, her boss was a big fan of the Dupain-Cheng Boulangerie and she had told him when she had brought in a big box of the pastries. That smoothed things over a bit, although she was no longer permitted to bring her daughter on assignments anymore. Greta considered that a small price to pay to keep her job, and maybe her daughter would learn that her actions have lasting consequences.

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

The Enforcers (Part 9): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: the end is nearer than you think.

wc: 1.3k

tw: none

masterlist

The news comes as you and Suguru are working on the most recent deluge of files set to be released, despite the email you'd received.

"We should go in there and get them," you mutter, clicking away at the keyboard.

"We have to wait," Suguru replies tersely. You sigh loudly, turning back to the TV, which is droning on in the background.

"Oh, uh-- Pierre, we're getting word here that shots have rung out inside of CSB Headquarters, and-- oh my--" Sounds like popping - gunshots - echo behind the anchor, and you stumble out of your chair to grab the remote, turning up the television. The cameraman takes the camera and begins to run, and the screams of other protestors running away from the Headquarters in haste flood the sound of the reporter's panting as he runs away.

"There are shots ringing out inside of the building," you hear the reporter breathe. "We don't know what's going on!"

"Suguru--"

"I'm already calling the team," he mutters, leaning into his palm and rubbing his forehead. The reporter continues to try to articulate what's might be occurring, but it comes in stutters and shaky movements, and you can't tell whether the gunfire is coming out from inside the building or it's still contained inside.

"Pierre, we're getting news that law enforcement cannot - I repeat - they cannot get entrance into the CBS headquarters! The doors, windows, and roof have all been blocked and barricaded."

"Suguru!" you exclaim, just as Shoko bursts into the room followed by three other people.

"They're gunning each other down," Shoko grumbles, rushing over to the TV. "It's the only thing that makes sense."

"Why?" you inquire, but Shoko ignores your question, turning to the Leader of the Fallen Sun District with a look of resignation.

"Suguru, we can't go down there without risking fatalities." A chill runs down your spine, and you look over to Suguru in hope that he'll do what you suggested; that for once, he'll do the right thing.

"And what about those of us that are stuck in there?" He replies calmly, lacing his fingers together.

"We have to hope for the best." Right as Shoko finishes her statement, a loud explosion rings out on the broadcast. You all instinctively flinch as a burst of fire comes out from a set of windows.

"There will be fatalities, here." The reporter states. "There's no doubt about it."

Five hours later, you're still sitting in front of the TV, wondering how anything like this could have happened in such a short amount of time. The smoldering remains of the CSB headquarters are the backdrop for every channel, every new story.

Yuji, Nobara, Maki, Choso, Megumi, Noritoshi...

"The total count of missing people has climbed to five hundred and seventy-six. The debris from the headquarters covers a good percentage of the open field, and the confirmed death toll is still hovering at three hundred and twenty-four. No survivors have been found."

You inhale sharply, shoulders shaking involuntarily as you lean forward and place your head in your hands. Suguru and his team are working behind you on making some sort of plan, but you can't focus on any of that right now. All you can think about are the faces of your friends, the loving expressions, the way they cared for you...

And this is all your fault.

You helped Suguru release these files.

You gave him the ammunition needed to start this massacre.

You're responsible for--

"We have determined through an investigation that this attack was not only pre-meditated but spurred on by our own agents." Nanami Kento's voice cuts through the static in your head. You raise your tear-streaked face to watch the Head of Communications address the public. "For years, the Leviathans and Kitsune have worked together, but now, it appears that a rift in the two groups caused them to turn on each other and commit these atrocities."

"I fucking knew they would say that," one of the men behind you mutters.

"In light of recent allegations that we have conducted projects and initiatives aimed to promote and propel promising subjects to the Kitsune ranks, and thus disenfranchising candidates who would not have met those standards, we have decided to commence an internal investigation based on the evidence we have collected. The Grand Council will release those findings as soon as they are able. Thank you." The blonde man steps away from the podium and another person takes his place. But you turn to Suguru, who is frowning, hands gripping the edge of the table.

"This is absurd," you mention, but he averts his black eyes, looking at his lap. "They can't expect us to believe that every single Leviathan and Kitsune turned on each other." Suguru sighs, his eyes closing as he shakes his head.

"This is exactly what we expected."

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No one can sleep.

Everyone is working through the night, attempting to make connections with their contacts in the CSB, planning out options, and watching the developing story with a vested interest.

You're laying in the bed, computer sitting in your lap as you search, again and again, refreshing the list of confirmed dead and praying no one you went to the academy with would show up on the list.

It's two am when Suguru's cell phone rings, and he picks it up, humming once as a greeting. He listens for a minute, then his eyes become wide and he stands, hair falling down his back as he leans his head backward and exhales deeply.

"We're on our way." When he hangs up, you all look at him for some kind of answer, some indication of what to do. "There are several cars that showed up just a minute ago, and they're full of people claiming to be from the CSB. And they want to speak to y/n and I." You shift out of the bed, standing with him in anticipation of putting up another fight.

"Wait, you mean..."

"I mean escaped Kitsune and Leviathans." Maybe your friends would be among them. "Everyone grab a jacket and your weapon. This might get ugly."

You all parade down to the main floor, where a collection of men and women with guns and vests greet the small team, every single face in the throng stern and unyielding. The armed militia stands at attention, waiting for Suguru's instructions patiently as he approaches and is handed two bulletproof vests: one for you, and one for him.

"Guard set A," Suguru calls out, slightly shifting his bulletproof vest as you attempt to adjust your own vest, pulling the straps extra tight. "Cover our back, face the escapees from the front. This could be a ploy to attempt to bring harm to the Fallen Sun District at close range." When Suguru sees you struggling with the clasps, he sighs and turns to you, continuing his instructions while his hands quickly readjust the straps so that the vest is snug against your body.

"Guard set B, cover our front. Y/n and I will negotiate with those who have arrived. If things go poorly, you all are commanded to shoot without prejudice."

"Yes, sir!"

"As for you," Suguru murmurs, turning to you and placing his hands on your shoulders. "Stay behind me at all times. Do not step one foot in front of me. I'm only saying this to keep you safe, as you're still assumed to be a hostage at this point." After this, you raise up on your tip-toes, lacing your arms around him. His hands slide to your waist as you whisper,

"Thank you for protecting me." He pecks your lips lightly, holding you close and exhaling into your ear,

"Thank you for trusting me again."

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