#b ou n d i n G oFF THE WALLS

[whatdoesshedotothem]

1836 Oct[obe]r Thurs[day] 27

7 55/..

12 40/..

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No kiss fine morn[in]g – d[o]wnst[ai]rs at 8 3/4 – Ch[arle]s How[ar]th and W[illia]m Keigh[le]y h[a]d been wait[in]g for me 20 min[ute]s –

set the form[e]r w[i]th his son Ja[me]s to hang the gate at the top corn[e]r of Conery Ing and took W[illia]m K- [Keighley] to cut

off a few brok[e]n branches of an oak at the bot[tom] of Pearson Ing (n[ea]r the larch tree) and then w[e]nt

w[i]th h[i]m to Spa h[ou]se to shew h[i]m A-‘s [Ann] four larches to be cut d[o]wn -he will cut them d[o]wn

on Mon[day] – ho[me] at 9 55/.. Mr. Husb[an]d and Dobson (the stone merch[an]t) wait[in]g for me - told H- [Husband]

I w[oul]d ha[ve] a warm bath in the pres[en]t kitchen - alter the stab[le]s and turn the pres[en]t front stab[le]

int[o] a manserv[an]t’s bedr[oo]m – w[oul]d n[o]t ha[ve] the gr[ea]t oak King posts squar[e]d or alt[ere]d to ma[ke] mo[re]

r[oo]m at the end of the gall[er]y lead[in]g the red r[oo]m and north chamb[e]r - to be cas[e]d ov[e]r in their pres[en]t shape -

Dobson want[e]d to kno[w] the date of his last bill for insides (st[one] for the Long goit) –

Look[e]d ov[e]r my acc[oun]ts and ga[ve] him the informat[io]n he want[e]d – br[eak]f[a]st at 10 3/4 - Mrs. and

Miss Briggs call[e]d at 11 – wait[e]d 10 min[ute]s in the h[ou]sekeep[e]r’s r[oo]m till we h[a]d br[eak]f[a]st[e]d –

the 1st ti[me] of their com[in]g here s[in]ce they left us - we were ver[y] civ[i]l to them and I st[ai]d w[i]th

them till n[ea]r 12 - they remain[e]d so[me] ti[me] long[e]r w[i]th A- [Ann] - out fr[om] a lit[tle] bef[ore] 12 (ab[ou]t)

till 1, then n[ea]r an h[ou]r w[i]th A- [Ann] then out ag[ai]n till ca[me] in at 5 50/.. at the meer-drift and in the gard[e]n and ab[ou]t – dress[e]d –

wr[ote] 1 3/4 p[ages] to ‘Mrs. Lawton, Lawton hall, Lawton, Cheshire’ and s[e]nt it tonight – we

shall be delight[e]d to see h[e]r on the 2[n]d or 3[r]d of next m[on]th i.e. next Wed[nesday] or Thurs[day]

hope she will n[o]t disap[poin]t us if she can help it - she h[a]d best ta[ke] her pl[a]ce

in the mail to Bradford, - tell the guard to blow his horn, and let her alight at

the Lodge - will prepare her old fr[ien]d Matty Pollard for her arriv[a]l and I mys[elf] will

ta[ke] ca[re] she (M- [Mariana]) does n[o]t lose hers[elf] bet[ween] the Lodge and the h[ou]se – wr[ote] no[te] to ‘The Rev[eren]d Rob[er]t Wilkins[o]n Heath’

to ask h[i]m ‘to co[me] whenev[e]r m[o]st conven[ien]t to him bef[ore] Wed[nesday] (b[u]t n[o]t on Mon[day]) respect[in]g

the will of my late a[un]t - and wr[ote] no[te] to ‘Mr. Lister appraiser Halifax’ to ask him

to co[me] at 3 p.m. tomor[row] or Sat[urday] to val[ue] the wardrobe of my late a[un]t – seal[e]d and

direct[e]d all the ab[ov]e (let[ter] notes) at the din[ner] tab[le] and s[e]nt them off by Frank soon aft[e]r

7 – din[ner] at 6 35/.. – coff[ee] upst[ai]rs - A- [Ann] r[ea]d Fr[en]ch al[ou]d as us[ua]l – 1/2 asleep on the sofa

till 10 - then wr[ote] all the ab[ov]e of today - Booth here this morn[in]g - at Hilltop in the

aft[ernoo]n – settl[e]d - Mr. Carter h[a]s no object[io]n to the new barn and h[ou]se being in a line w[i]th his

moth[e]r’s cot[tage] and so it is to be - 2 masons (Amos and Jos[e]ph Sharpe) at the west tow[e]r –

2 d[itt]o flagg[in]g the new court – Rob[er]t Mann + 4 low[erin]g and level[in]g in front of the h[ou]se and g[o]t

the hall-cellar-drain dry out so as to drain off all the wat[e]r (6in. deep) out of the cellar –

Rob[er]t Schof[iel]d and his man Joseph help[in]g the masons at the west tow[e]r – pull[in]g d[o]wn the gard[e]n terr[a]ce

wall and dress[in]g the st[one] (Jos[e]ph w[a]s help[in]g the gard[ene]r in the morn[in]g) - the gard[ene]r and John Booth and Ch[arl]es

and Ja[me]s How[ar]th stubb[in]g up the old apple-trees in the orch[ar]d and clear[in]g the gr[ou]nd - Frank cart[in]g

st[one] for the dry arching 2 l[oa]ds rough throughs fr[om] Hipp[erholme] quarry and the rest st[one] fr[om] the gard[e]n wall –

Ch[arle]s and Ja[me]s H- [Howarth] at Hilltop all yest[erday] and Tues[day] aft[ernoo]n pull[in]g d[o]wn the old cot[tage]s and barn – Ingh[a]m + 2

men and a boy wall[in]g east parapet wall along the outside arch - 2 York joiners in the hall and 2

Hilltop cot[age]s and barn

pull[e]d d[ow]n

251

1836

Oct[obe]r

jobb[in]g as us[ua]l - the gallery all tak[e]n d[o]wn yest[erday] to the red r[oo]m and n[or]th chamb[e]r and no gett[in]g int[o] eith[e]r

b[u]t by a ladd[e]r int[o] the lit[tle] sq[uare] lobby open[in]g int[o] them - a new beam put up today for the fut[ure]

gall[er]y floor - Mark Hepw[or]th and the N[orth]g[a]te carts cart[in]g soil in front of the h[ou]se topp[i]ng up the gr[ea]t

embankm[en]t – ver[y] fine day F[ahrenheit] 32° now at 10 50/.. p.m. the 1st ti[me] this seas[o]n of being at the freez[in]g point –

my no[te]s tonight writ[ten] in the 1st pers[o]n - will n[o]t wr[it]e Miss L- [Lister] mean[in]g to ta[ke] the brevet

immed[iatel]y – No[te] fr[om] Mr. Wilkins[o]n to say comp[limen]ts and he will co[me] at 11 a.m. on Sat[urday] Mr. List[e]r

will try to co[me] tomor[row]

[yoongihime]

PSA: my darling @an-exotic-writer has returned. It's a gracious day. Our reign will go on forever.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

MONKIE KID SEASON 3 EPISODE 9 REACTION 

ALRIGHT

ALRIGHT

ALRIGHT, GOTTA

CHILL

CHILL OUT

BE CALM—I AM SO NOT READY FOR WHATEVER IS IN STORE FOR ME IN THE NEXT TWO EPISODES I CAN FEEL IT I KNOW IT, I ALREADY HAVE SOME THEORIES 

oh gosh

reading the title just active my fight or flight response WBGBSLDK;FMG;OAIFMAOEFW 

I AM SO NOT READY OH NO OH NO BGS;LDKFM;A;BAOEFWIM OH NO

A D R E N I L I N E  

WOW I AM FULL OF FEAR BGS;DLKMF;GN;OAIWEFAWE HERE WE GOOOOOOO SCREAMS 

I’M STALLING

I CAN’T EVEN PRESS PLAYGSDFKLMGOHAEF 

OKAY OKAY

HERE WE GO 

DIVING IN HEAD FIRST 

FOR HOODIE WUKOOOOOOONG 

MONKIKIIEEE KIDDD

FAMAILAR TALES

NEW ADVENTNRKJEDFLKALFMOEW

I’M GONNA PERISH 

THIS IT FOR SURE

OH I JUST REMEMBERED HOW THE LAST EPISODE ENDED I’M GONNA DIE 

HOLY CRAP THAT’S SOME SERIOUS POWER 

JUST IMAGINE IT’S THE DAY OF THE FESTIVAL CELEBRATING YOUR TOWN AND THEN THIS WBLK;GFMA;OFHAWOE

WUKONG LEANING AGAINST THE WALL I LOVE HIM BUT THE LIGHTING AROUND HIM IS ACTUALLY MAKING ME SO CONCERNED 

“I’M OKAY WITH RUSHING HIM” DARN RIGHT MK UR DOING AMAZING MY DUDE BGKLDSMFAWE 

IT’S SO WEIRD SEEING ALL THREE RINGS IN MK’S HANDS 

HECK OKAY I CAN BE CHILL I CAN BE CALM I AM SO FREAKING NOT CALM RN I’M SCREAMIGNSAF;LAWE 

THE WAY THEY KEEP SHADOWING HIS FACE

LIKE MONKEY KING’S FACE SHADED IN SHADOW THIS IS MAKING ME SO CONCERNED 

W

WHAT WSA THAT LOOK

WHAT WAS THAT LOOK 

WE’RE FINE WE’RE FINE WE’RE FINE 

IF MEI’S THE FORTH RING I’M GONNA BREAK SOMETHINGGBS;DLAKFMA;OWEHF;IOMAEW

FACE STILL SHADOWED 

OH BOY

OH BOY

AND THERE’S THE CONFRONTATION I WAS 

HH

OH  BOY 

THE WAY THAT THEY’RE DRAWING MONKEY KING RN OH NO OH NO OH NO 

HE’S SO GONNA SPLIT HE’S SO GONNA SPLIT HE’S SO GONNA SPLIT THIS IS GBS;DLFMG;OAIEWMF I AM SO FEAR I’M SO FEAR 

OHHHH 

OHH BOY 

OH BOY 

AHAHAHGBSADLFKMA;WOE

NEZHA PULLING UP LIKE: whats up losers—

REALLY WANTS TO SHOW OFF HIS RIDE, AND HONESTLY FAIR IT’S A BOP 

they’re gonna get separated aren’t they oh nooooo

OH WOWO FIGHT 

WOW 

WHEN NEZHA THROWS

THE FIRE RINGS

I’M NEVER GONNA GET OVER WUKONG’S EXPRESSION WHEN IT’S COMING AT THEM 

WOW OWOWOWOWOWGSA;LKAGH;OIFMA;WOEFIJ

NEZHA REALLY SAID TO HECK WITH THEMS MORTALS ON BOARD HUH BG;LKSDM;G;OIMF 

WHOAH

SPEED 

SHUT UP DUDE WHAT THE HECK 

MONKEY KING IS STUPID FAST ACTUALLY 

THE ANIMATION IN THIS EPISODE IS ON FIRE, AND I AM SO FEAR BECAUSE EVERY TIME THE ANIMATION IMPROVES STUFF IS ABOUT TO GO DOWN FR FR I’M GONNA GO FERAL LOSE MY MIJND SCREAMIGNB;AMWEF 

Nezha: sun wukong

Wukong: *PANIC* 

sidebar but i love wukong in a hoodie fr, and Pigsy’s jacket is still everything to me 

I LOVE WUKONG HE’S SO STUPIDGLSDFMOAWE 

NEZHA CAME HERE TO FIGHT BUD I’LL BET UR IN TRHOUGBELGNLAMFWE

THAT EPXRESSION

OH THE STAND OFF IS GOR—

TANG

TANG OH MY GOSHGBDLFAMWEO

WHERE’D OU GET THE BROOM

BUFF TANG REALGBLSDAKMFA;OHWE

I’M CRYINGBSL;KFM;AWE 

WHY WOULD U THROW THE POOR MAAANNN BGLKSDMFAWOE 

I MEAN I WOULD TOO IF STRANGER GOT INTO MY PERSONAL BUBBLE BGLKSDAMF;OAWHIEMF 

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS MONEKYGSLDFKAMWEF

SNEAKY PEAKY

WUKONG PLEASE 

THE NERVOUSNESS AND THEN JUST DID YOU TAKE A SNEAKY PEAKY WUKONG PELASEB;LGAMFWE

THE ACCUSING TONE AND EXPRESSION 

I’M NOT OVER THE WAY HIS FACE IS STILL SHADOWED I’M SO FREAKING FEARFUL 

ALSO THE WAY HE KEEPS PUTTING HIS HANDS BACK INTO HIS HOODIE POCKETS MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME 

 NEZHA B;ALDFM;AOWEF

Nezha: I knew the ring was safe in Chang’e’s care 

Sir

Sir

Sir you

you threw it at the moon 

and she just picked it up and had no idea what it was 

you

you really threw your ring at a place 

literally exactly like Monkey King did 

buddy

buddy please

she didn’t even know what it was

she literally gave it away to them please BG;LKAWMEFAWH;OEF 

(i mean after they stole it but like BG;LKMWA;EOF) 

ACCUSATIONS FLYING ALL OVER THE TRAIN FEELING PRETTY CRAMPED 

HE’S BASHING DBK FOR—DUDE WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HE HID IT IN PLAIN SIGHT AND INSURED IT WOULD ALWAYS BE GUARDED

HE’S THE MOST RESPONCIBLE OUT OF ANY OF YOU OH MY GODS GB;SLDAFMSGNOAWIEFM 

WUONG YOU TOO?? 

BGL;SKADFMO;AWEF

YEAH CALLING WUKONG OUT YET AGAIN FOR HIS ABSOLUTLYE TERRIBLE HIDING SPOT BG;LKSAMF;OAEW 

THAT’S FAIR THAT’S FAIR 

OH MAN THIS IS SO FUNNY AND I’M BG;LSDKFMOWAE 

MAN KID U SOUNDING A LITTLE SALTY OVER NOT GETTING ALL THE RESPONCIBLITY 

THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME RN 

HE’S SO MAD ABOUT THIS BUT LIKE, MY GUY IF YOU HAD THE RINGS ON YOU, WUKONG WOULD HAVE TAKEN THEM EP 1, AND IF YOU HID THEM AS WELL AS YOU DID YOUR LAST ONE, UH… YEAH NO FIGHTS NECCISARY THEY COULD’VE JUST TAKEN THEM— GNSLDKFMA;WOEF 

AH 

AH 

NO NO

BACK AWAY FROM MK SIR RIGHT NOW 

YEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

GET EM

AWAY FROM THE LAD

THE TWO RANDOM PEOPLE STILL JUST SITTING THERE WATCHING THIS BGL;ASKDMFA;OWEF

WHAT A PUNCH 

GREAT SAGE STRUCK FIRST

WUKOGN FIGHT 

THE

“LET ME HELP YOU” 

AND 

H

THE WAY WUKONG LOOKS BACK, JUST

HGHSDLFASFAWOMEF 

I’M GONNA START CRYING STRAIGHT UP 

AAARRGHHHHGHDBF;LAKM;OHGA;OIWEF AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 

AAA THE WAY THEY KEEP

HIS FACE HASNT’ BEEN CLEAR OF SHADOW LIKE THIS WHOLE TIME 

THIS MONKEY IS JUST

FR VISUAL OF HIS LACK OF COMMUNICATION AND STUFF HE’S HIDING AND PROBABLY WHAT HE’S ABOUT TO DO I AM SO FEAR.PNG 

MK’S FACE WHEN HE YELLS “GO!” AND THEN JUST STEELS HIMSELF AND A NOD 

NEZHA’S FIGHT ANIMATIONS ARE SO GOOD I’M FREAKIGN 

I CAN’T WAIT TO USE THIS IN AN EDIT I’M GONNA GO FERAL Y’ALL I’M GONNA GO COMPLETELY BONKERS INSANE 

THERE THEY GOOOOO

N THEN 

IS THAT A

DECOY 

IS THAT A DECOY RINGBDSLK;FAWE

THE

THE HOODIEEEE

NOOO

I MISS THE HOODIE ;A; 

MONKEY KING IS SO FREAKING COOOL THO 

WOW THEY ARE SPEED

CAN GOT 

OH MAN RIGHT I FORGOT MAC’S STILL AROUND 

FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT 

NEZHA AIN’T PLAYING 

HOO BOY 

SPEAR REALLY ALMOST STRAIGHT UP KILLED THE MONKEY GADL;SKFMAW;EO 

OH BOYYY

WE HAVENT’ HAD A FIGHT SCENE LIKE THIS SINCE THE MAC EPISODE I’M SCREAMINGBFL;AWE 

I MEAN WE’VE HAD LOTS OF GOOD FIGHTS BUT THIS

THIS IS IMMORTAL AGAINST IMMORTAL HOO BOY 

OH

OHHH

OH HE GOT HIM

HE CUT HIS FACE

IT LEFT A MARK 

HELLO??? 

YEAH NEZHA KINDA HAS MORE WEAPONS THAN WUKONG HAS SO HE’S PROBABLY GONNA WIN NGL

OR LIKE, MAC’S GONNA SHOW UP AND SNIPE THEM BOTH GBSL;KMAWEF 

GBSA;DLFKMAW;OEIG WUKONG JUST CAN’T STOP GETTING THROWN THROUGH MOUNTAINS HUH BGSD;LKFM;OAWE 

HEY

HEY THAT’S THE

“Alright, that hurt” THAT’S THE SAME SPOT 

THAT

HEY

WAIT

HOLD UP

SEASON 3 EP 1 HE WAS CLUTCHING THAT SIDE THE WHOLE TIME 

MANS BEEN INJURED THIS WHOLE TIME 

STRAIGHT UP 

HELLO

AND THE SCRATCH IS GONE NOW

I SWEAR STRAIGHT UP THIS MAN GLAMOURS HIS INJURIES HIDES THEM  

HECK 

SO EITHER HE’S STILL HORRIBLY INJURED OR THAT JUST RE-INJURED THE INJURY AS HE WAS HEALING 

THE WAY

WBG;LKMFAWE

THE WAY NEZHA STOPS TO SHOW HIM THE RINGS AND LOOKS SO PROUD OF HIMSELF 

HE COULD HAVE JUST KNOCKED MONKEY KING THE HECK OUT (Wukong looked like he was expecting that) OR LIKE, FLOWN AWAY, BUT NO, WANTED TO SHOW HIM HE’S THE WINNER FIRST FR “SEE HOW COOL I AM SUCKER” EMO TEEN FR GBSLKFMAWOE 

“and dumber” :3 FR HE REALLY LAUGHED LIKE THAT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH BGJKLASDFMAWOE 

NEZHA PLS GLASKFMWEO HE JUST WANTS TO BE THE WINNER BRUH HOLDING HIM GENTLY I HOPE YOU’RE A LITTLE WINNER ONE DAY DUDE 

OH NO

OH NO NO NO 

HAHA CALLED IT

TOLD U MACAQUE WOULD

SHOW UP 

UH 

WOW

YEAH HE’S

THERE IS NO ENJOY,MENT THERE THIS MAN IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE NOW, AND STILL SCARED EVEN WHEN HE’S NOW PROBBALY MORE POWERFUL THAN BOTH OF THOSE TWO FR 

MONKEY’S IN PAIN AND FIGHTING TO SURVIVE RN THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I THINK HE’S ENTERED A FIGHT WITHOUT A SMIRK ON HIS FACE AND I AM AH 

AH

MY GUY 

MY GUY

GBSD;FLKAMW;E YEAH

YEAH JUST ONE-SHOTTED THEM BG;LSDKMF;AOWE

THE DIFFERENC IN EXPRESSION 

Nezha: IS THAT :0 

Wukong: -_- 

he is so done b;GLKMAWEFO 

OH MAN

DANG

NO LAUGH

NO GLOATING

NO NOTHING 

BLUE

H

HEY

HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA

OH MAN

OH MAN

OH NO STAIRS 

GB;SLADKFMAOWEF 

OH WAIT

HEY

THIS IS THE PLACE

THIS IS THE SPLIT PLACE

YEAH TANG

YEAH

UM

WE’RE FOR REALS

WE’RE FOR REALS HERE

FR FR F R

REINCARNATION OF CREW FOR REALL

YEAH

YEAH

LETS FREAKING GO

LETS FREAKGNSDFNS;GNRE;IOHG;AOWIEFMAG;OHAWE

I’VE BEEN SITTING HERE JUST SAYING OH FOR THE LAST THREE MINUTES I’M LOSING MY FREAKING MIND 

I’M SCREAMING IT’S FOR REALL GBAS;DLFM;AOWEF 

Also this is so funny cause it’ll be all of them 

like having this crisis

cause it’s just them that are the crew

and then u got Mk who’s just there like regular dude: what are y’all talking about—  BG;LAWKEMF 

familiar indeed

YEAHHHHHHH

THEY DID IT BGSD;LAKFJA;G;OIAWE

FR HE IS THE ONLY NORMAL DUDE HERE GB;LSKFMA;G;OWE PLEEEEEEAAAASSEEEEEB 

MK FR THE REGULAR DUDE IN THE SHOW I’M SOBBING BFGS;LDKMFA;WOEF 

HEY PIGSYYY

I LOVE THEM 

BRUH

BRUH

The fact when pigsy says the thing about the map, and I literally in real time did the same thing mk did with the hand on chin and didn’t realize til I looked up at the paused frame of Mk’s face i’m BG;LKWEMF;OAWEF 

ITHERE IT IS

THAT’S CAUSE IT IS IMPORTANT THERE WE GOO 

SCREAMING 

IF THEY DO

KAY IF THEY DO THAT THING

WHERE WUKONG TRIES TO FALL BACK INTO THJAT BANTER AND MACAQUE JUST DOESN’T RESPOND OR JUST STAYS SERIOUS I’M GONA LOSE IT CAUSE IT’S USUALLY THE OTHER WAY AROUND 

NEZHA LOOKS SO SUPRRISED TAHT WUKONG IS TALKING 

Ngl tho Nezha and Wukong just seem like they’d have a really chill sorta dynamic when they’re not fighting, like buds, fambly fr 

NEZHA BEING SO LIKE “WUKONG!!” 

“WHAT HE DOES!” 

HE DOES THO I’M CRYI8NGBL;DKSMF;AOWEF 

OH MAN

OH MAN THEY’RE DOING THE THING

OH MAN OH MAN 

NO FR 

YEAH WUKONG 

WUKONG’S TRYNIG TO 

YEAH

HOOO BOY

OH MAN 

MACAQUE JSUT LOOKS

HOLY CRAP MY GUY IS JUST

AH

“—scurry off to your master—“ 

AND THE WAY HE FINALLY SEEMS TO RESPOND TO WHAT HE SAYS

YOU CAN’T CONVINCE ME MACAQUE DIDN’T SAY SOMETHIGN ALONG THOSE LINES TO WUKONG AT SOME POINT THE VIBES IS THERE 

“I couldn’t care less about what the Lady Bone Demon wants” THAT SOUNDED 

LIKE

HE SOUNDED HONEST

LIKE RAW HONESTY 

THE MOST HONEST AND TRUTHFUL HE’S SOUNDED THIS WHOLE SHOW FR 

HE JUST LOOKS SO EXHUSTED

HOW  SUPRRISED WUKONG LOOKS

NEZHAAA BG;LDAKSFMA;OWEMF 

WUKONG STRAIGHT UP DECOY HAIR CLONED THEM 

Nezha really just keeps getting trolled bLGK;AMWOEF 

WUKONGBGL;DSKFMAOWE

“yeeeaahhh…” JUST BGL;KSFMAOW;FWIEF WHEEZING 

Oh no

Oh no if 

if they’re  here

trapped

oh no

HAHAHA

AND THE RINGS ARE

AH 

HAHA

OH NO

OH NO

AH

AHAHA WE’RE IN TROUBLE

MK SPICIFICALLY IS IN HUGE TROUBLE AND WUKONG AND NEZHA ARE PINNED AGAINST A MOUNTAIN 

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME MAC’S SMILED

I AM

UH

OH NO 

TANG AND PIGSY STRAIGHT UP MARRIED COUPLE STILL GBSL;DFMA;OWE 

THE ANIMATION IN THIS EP IS SO FREAKING FIRE 

OH NO MEI IS JUST

OH FREAKING NO 

SHE’S JUST

HH

SHE’S GONNA

OH NO I’M SO FEAR 

“THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED AND YOU KNOW IT” 

I LOVE TANG SO MUCH 

STAY AWAY FRMO MEI STAY AWAY FROM

OH NO

OH NO

SHE’S

SHE’S FR

HAS THE

SHE IS??? 

BUT IF

IS IT IN HER

IS IT HER?? 

IS

BUT

I’M

HOW WOULD

THE 

WITH THE

HOL

THE

I

I WA

HECK

FRICK

HECK

SHOOT

GOSH FREAKINGGN;LFA;GO;AIFMAWE

SHE’S FR

HOW DOES THAT WORK THO

I’M SCREAMIGN

TANG BEING WORRIED

I’M GONNA START SCREAMING 

SHE HAS NO IDEA WHAT’S HAPPENING

I’M 

H

Kay if she’s the ring

then technically 

she’s like, part of red son, correct? 

THINKING V HARD ABOUT THAT

BUT LIKE IF IT’S IN HER

WHO HIDES A WEAPON OF IMPOSSIBLE DESTRUCTION INSIDE A PERSON I’M GONNA FISTFIGHT EVERYTHIGN 

“I TOLD THEM TO WAIT” 

OH NO

THIS IS 

NOT GOING TO GO WELL 

OH SHOOT MAC 

“STOP”

SIR

EXCUSE ME 

“If you hurt that kid i’ll—“

“You’ll what? make things worse for mk?” 

THE WAY WUKONG STOPS 

HIS FACE

THE REFLECTION OF MACAQUE

SEE THIS IS HILARIOUS MAC BECAU\SE YOU’RE TLAKING LIKE YOU DIDN’T STRAIGHT UP ABUSE THE KID SHUT YOUR FREAKING FACE 

BUT ALSO THE WAY HE’S CURLING FORWARD AND STANIDNG

AND IN THE REFLECTION IT LOOKS LIKE THE STONE BONE ICE SIDE HE HAS SIX EARS 

“STOP! I HAVE A PLAN-“ 

THE WAY THE VOICE ECHOS

HE’S DESPERATE FOR REAL 

HE GENUINELY HAS A PLAN 

PROBABLY A BAD ONE BUT HE REALLY DOES FOR REAL I’M LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS RIGHT NOW 

HHH MEIIIIIIII

THAT’S A PRETTY RING THO IG

I AM SO FEAR.PNG

“DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING UNTIL OUR GLOWY MYSTIC MONEY GETS HERE” I LOVE THAT WAY OF REFFERING TO MONKEY KING SO MUCH BG;LKDSMAF;WE 

“I SURE HOPE THAT’S THE RIGHT MYSTIC MONKEY” NO MK IT IS NOT PLEASE BG;LKSF;AOWEF I THINK IT’S SO FUNNY THAT THEY DID THAT PLS THAT’S SUCH GOOD PART BG;LASKFMAE 

FEAR.PNG

TANG PROTECTING MEI

NO

NONONONO

HEY

STOP THAT RIGHT NOW NO THIGNS COMIGN AT PIGSY IF PIGSY GETS STABBED I’M BREAKING MY ENTIRE HOUSE 

DON’T TOUCH THE PIG DAD DON’T TOUCH MY BELOVED PIGSY PLEASE 

SANDY JUST

LUNGES IN FRONT OF 

H

;A; 

THEY’RE RELALY JUST ALL PROTECTING EACH OTHER I’M

I’M GONNA START SOBBING

THEY’RE ALL TRAPPED MK

MK’S 

ALONE AGAIN

GOSH FREAKING

EVERY TIEM HE HAS TO FACE SOMETHING SCARY HE’S BY HIMSELF WHY DOE THIS KEEP HAPPENIGN TO HIIMIMMMMM

OH WOW MAC MECH NOT EVEN LOOKING GOOD 

I’m not over all of this stuff macaque saying, he’s just the most honest he’s been throughout this entire show rn and just the 

“I just need the fire and theN i’m done with you all” MANS REALLY JUST WANTS TO NOT DIE RN BUT ALSO I DO NOT TRUST THIS YOU’D PROBABLY COME BACK AND ANNOY THEM IF THEY BEAT LBD ANYWAYS NGL UM

STILL THO HOLY CRAP 

MK NOT HAVING IT

MK I LOVE YOU BUT I AM SUCH FEAR RN 

WGBDLS;KFMAWEO 

HE BUSTED THE GORILLA OUT AND I WAS LIKE 

GOOD FOR U MK, NOT SURE HOW MUCH THAT’S GONNA DO 

AND THEN HE FREAKING PUNCHED HALF HIS MECH OFF ARE YOU KIDDING MEBGLKDSFMAOH;IFWME 

NO FR THO MAC’S STONE THIGN ON HIS FACE LOOKIGN LIKE SIX EARS FR 

MK LOOKS SO CONCERNED 

FOR THIS

STUPID MONKEY 

WHO DOES NOT DESERVE HIS CONCERN

AH NO HE’S LAUGHIGN AGAIN WE’RE IN TROUBLE HE’S GONNA DO A JERK MOVE RN AREN’T WE 

H

holy crap

yeah y’all i’m uh 

so Macaque is literally slamming

a kid into the ground

yelling about how monkey king cant’ save them that he doesn’t know what he’s doing UH

AND THEY’RE JUST WATCHING THIS

UM 

LOOKS AT MEI

I KNOW UR 

UH

HEY BUT

CAN U 

UM

SOMEONE UH

WOW

MACAQUE IS UH

WOW YOU UH

YOU AREN’T COMING BACK FROM THIS ONE BUD, WHAT HE’S DOING IS UNECCISARY AND CRUEL AND JUST AWFUL AWFUL THIS IS UH 

YIKES 

“Stay down or i will put you down” I HATE THAT HE STILL SOUNDS SO FREAKING HONEST AS HE SAYS THIS, I HATE HIM FOR REAL RIGHT NOW, LIKE YOU GUYS, HE’S AWFUL 

NOTHIGN LIKE WATCHING YOUIR BEST FRIEND GET BELITTLED IN FRONT OF YOU, SLAMMED INTO THE GROUND REPEATEDLY, AND THREATENED TO GET YOU ANGRY 

UM 

YEAH THANK YOU MEI 

I FEEL A LOT BETTER RIGHT NOW THAT UM

MK’S NOT ALONE ACTUALLY 

Just thinking about all the times Macaque’s done this stuff to him (not this extreme but still holy crap) and he’s just been alone alone alone n h

I’M SO CONCERNED FOR MEI RIGHT NOW BUT I’M SO GLAD SHE’S THERE 

yeah she’s uh

she’s there but out for the count i’m just glad she’s there fr fr 

AGH MK JUST ON THE GROUND

THE WAY MAC JUST DITCHES THE MECH 

HE’S A HORRIBLE AWFUL PERSON WITH ANOTHER HORRIBLE AWFUL PERSON THREATENIGN HIS LIFE AND I AM AH YIKES 

TANG STILL STEPPING IN FRONT OF MEI TO PROTECT HER FROM SOMETHING THAT BEAT UP MK RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM I’M 

H 

HE IS JUST

HOLY CRAP

HOLY CRAP 

THIS IS ACTUALLY SCREAMING  “I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS” TO ME RN, BUT HE IS SUCH A JERK 

THE FIRST NAME BASIS IS REALLY GETTING TO ME 

I’M 

wait

did he just

did he for real just

put mei

in the middle

of the circle 

of the

between the rings

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA OH YOU’RE SCREWED MONKEY 

Mans just wants out of a situation he was partially responsible for putting himself in because of past decisions but also it’s rough when you hit rock bottom and someone worse comes to take advantage of you but my gods macaque you’re the worst 

wow

WOW

Tang doesn’t even know what he’s doing 

DOES MACAQUE EVEN REALIZE WHAT HE JUST PUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CIRCLE

PROBABLY NOT 

HOLY CRAP 

I’m not over the fact that like uh

the one time we seem him closer to himself, uh is when he’s fighting Mk, when mk thinks he has the upper hand and Macaque laughs. It’s the most comfortable, the most when he sounds like himself is when he’s beating the crap out of Mk. And that’s awful, that’s horrible that’s terrifying. That that is what’s comfortable and familiar to him 

I am horrified

oh my gosh 

I’M

YIKES

THAT WAS

I’M HAVING A MAJOIR CRISIS’S ALL OVER THE PLACE RN 

MACAQUE REALLY JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE AND THERE’S NO CHANCE OF HIM GETTING BETTER BECAUSE OF HIS CURRENT SITUATION AND 

HH

WOW

UH

ALRIGHT

SO

I GUESS LETS GO SEE MEI GET POSSESSED OR MERGE WITH THE FIRE OF SAMADHI AND HOPEFULLY KICK THE CRAP OUTTA MACAQUE OR AT LEAST SCARE HIM OFF 

UM 

I AM SO CONCRERNED SHE’S NOT GONNA BE FULLY MEI AFTER THO UH 

HAHAH OH BOY HERE WE GO

SEE YOU GUYS IN A BIT WITH PART 2 

[91percentpynch]

jean moreau + dogs

i‘m combining my two favourite things like ever: jean „the loml“ moreau and d o g s,,, it‘s a mess and kinda long but this made me so emotional and happy

jean gets his first dog when he‘s at the trojans. as he can never be alone and has a lot of issues for obvious reasons his therapist said he should get a dog for emotional support

it‘s a dachshund, her name is chérie which means darling in french

jeremy is quite jealous cause he wants jean to call him that (but that‘s a different post)

okay so jean takes chéreie everywhere - classes, training, nights out with the team

chérie brings back exy balls, jean‘s new favouirte hobby is playing exy with her

jean talks to her when he‘s upset/ sad/ lonely

he will just sit on the floor, softly stroking her, tears running down his cheeks and tell her what bothers him

„chérie, you‘re my only friend. i love you. i just wish someone would hug me and hold my hand. but i don‘t need these assholes, i got you right?“, he mumbles in french, his voice soft, sometimes through a sob. chérie will lick his tears off his hands. jeremy watches from the kitchen and his heart b r e a k s

so with chérie he is doing way better, he makes friends, he opens up, she helps him with his trauma and anxiety and his countless issues

the second dog is his graduation gift from kevin. it‘s an irish red setter. he calls him flamme (which is fire in french)

chérie and flamme are the most important things in his life - besides perhaps his boyfriend jeremy knox

he takes his pups everywhere and every morning he takes them on his morning run with jeremy, each of them holding a dog, soft laughter in the early morning hours and it‘s the happiest moment in jean‘s day

flamme always sleeps on jean‘s torso, he just jumps on the bed and sleeps on his human. chérie sleeps on his feet, as she did since he got her. jeremy just wants to cuddle his boyfriend but the dogs said no and he can‘t hide but smile everytime he sees it. his lockscreen is jean sleeping with the two dogs on him, a soft smile on his lips, hair messy, scarred hands on the dogs

the third dog comes quite shortly after flamme. it‘s a tiny black and white shi tzu. she might look innocent but she‘s like a little tornado, licking everyone‘s feet and hiding under furniture because she is just a tiny little bit scared of this gigantic human and the other dude who comes and goes at what seems random times

jeremy goes pro, jean doesn‘t but that‘s again another post

so jean just sits on the floor for h ou r s calling the tiny dog and he remembers the days in evermore and he u n d e r s t a n d s the tiny little girl

so he calls her lune cause that‘s what jeremy calls him and it makes him think of how strong he is and he get e m o t i o n a l

anygays so he sits at the floor for h o u r s for like three weeks and lune got more and more couragous and eventually she comes out of whatever furniture she would hide under and carefully come to him and he pets her and she lays on her back so he can scratch her tiny little stomach and he does and flamme and chérie come and he‘s surrounded by dogs who lick his face and arms and legs and he gives them so much love and just pets them and they‘re all so in love and he just talks to them

so when jeremy came back that day lune was about to run away but jeremy talked to her in french, very softly and she slowly came back to him and sat next to him and jean told jeremy to carefully come to him and sit down and let her smell his hand and then stroke her and he did and lune stopped being scared

„she reminds me of you mi amor“, jeremy says softly to jean. „that‘s what i thought. that‘s why i called her lune. you used to call me that and it made me feel as if i made it“

jerejean weren‘t lunes‘ first humans, she was with another man before and he used to hit her. that‘s why she hides when your hand comes from a certain angle (my dog does that, lune is basically my dog)

she never loses that habit, even though she knows nothing will happen to her with jerejean and the other dogs

so chérie adopts lune and she‘s really protective of her and so is flamme. on their morning runs jean would hold lune and chérie and jermey would run with flamme, which is funny cuz just imagine 6“5 jean moreau with these tiny little dogs and his boyfriend (5“3 in my head) with this big ass dog and i‘m getting too emotionally attached to that now

so to jean and jeremy‘s one/ two year annivarsary jeremy comes back home form training with this gigantic puppy. and jean looks at him with heart eyes.

„you got another dog?“ jean would say with so much love in his voice.

„look i know they make you happy and i love your smile more than anything and i thought ‚why don‘t we ge the most beautiful man in the entire universe a dog for our anniverssary‘ and just got him. well actually getting him took m o n t h s did you know you have interviews for puppies? apparently this dude here is a very special little snowflake. anyways it‘s an irish wolfhound and those dogs are gigantic, i think they‘re getting 3 feet high? okay i‘m talking too much i‘m sorry i hope you like him because i kind can‘t bring him back“, jeremy started to scratch the back of his head somewhere in the middle of his rant

„i love him, almost as much as i love you“ jean got on his feet and he runs to his boyfriend and he bends down and kisses him and then he takes the dog from him and lune follows him every step he takes and behind her are flamme and chérie and it just makes jeremy feel so much love and happiness

„i only got you this“, jean said, handing jeremy a little portrait of him with a poem on the back. „i made it for you“, jean said, blushing. „jean i love this, i love you and i feel so honored that you d r e w me. oh lord i love you so much“, jeremy starts to cry

anygays jean sits on the floor and introduces the new puppy to the other dogs. he calls him géant (which means giant in french).

so the sleeping arrangments change: flamme still sleeps on jean‘s torso, he‘s just taller and it may or may not become a bit uncomfortable to sleep on his human but he won‘t stop. like ever. and chérie still sleeps on his feet. lune sleeps on his side, always touching him somewhere, his hand on her sides, they are like spooning. and géant sleeps on either above or under lune, as well always touching jean somewhere. jeremy almost doesn‘t fit in the bed anymore.

so the next day they‘re getting a bigger bed. for the dog‘s sack. yes.

so jean spends his days drawing and playing the piano. talking to his dogs. going for walks with his songs. meeting friends, with his dogs. he won‘t leave the house without at least one dog. actually he won‘t leave without all of his dogs.

one day jeremy walked in on him sitting on the floor, the dogs and him sitting in a perfect circle, a tiny tea cup in front of each dogs. they were having tea. on the floor. jeremy took a picture of it and sent it to kevin and andrew. this was his family and he felt so many emotions and he started to cry because it was just so c u t e. there was his tall ass boyfriend, who looked quite scary, on the floor, talking softly in french with his four dogs. and he was just about to leave them be when he said a bit louder „you can join us darling. i left a cup for you on here“ and jeremy just went to his boyfriend and their four dogs and they had tea on the floor in front of the tall windows watching the moon replace the sun

it became kind of an tradition

just like the dogs sleeping in their beds

i like to think that each dogs represents a part of them: chérie is jeremy in college, lune is jean in colllege, flamme is jeremy now and géante is jean now

okay so jean gave up exy in my head BUT he still plays exy with the dogs

jean makes jeremy and him matching jumpers with the dogs in winter

the apartment is full and i mean FULL with pictures of the dogs and jean with the dogs and jeremy with the dogs and jerejean of the dogs, like every wall is full with pictures, every shelf that doesn‘t have drawings of jean is full with pictures of them with the dogs, the piano jean plays on each day when jeremy comes back from training is full of dog pictures, they are literally everywhere. there is even one on the toilet

sometimes when their friends over it gets just Too Much and he has to leave the room and the dogs follow him and he just has to sit on the floor and talk to them and stroke them and everything gets better

jean loves his dogs so much, they are like his best friends, they understand him, they make sure he is never alone, even when jeremy has to leave for away games or interviews and comes home late

jeremy might have put his pieces together but the dogs are like the glue that keeps them together

it also became tradition that jeremy always takes the tall dogs on their morning runs and jean runs with the small ones. when lune and chérie are tired he will carry them

sometimes you will find jean moreau with jeremy knox on his back, lune and chérie in each hand and flamme and géante on each side

people sometimes look funny at him, but he doesn‘t care

the dogs saved his life, made it something happy and bright, like jeremy knox. never did he dare to think jean could be that happy. but now he is in this bright apartement, sitting on the floor, painting a portrait of jeremy, dogs all around him sleeping and he just can‘t help but smile

[annelisterofhalifax]

Picking locks and sauntering.

Thurs[day] 2 (April)

7

12.10

No kiss Ready in 50 min[ute]s, fine spring morn[in]g, a gentle show[e]r and F54° at 8. Look[in]g ov[e]r and sid[in]g

stand[in]g desk, writ[in]g desk, till br[eak]f[a]st at 9.20 to 10. T[he]n till 11.55 sat d[o]wnst[ai]rs  read[in]g

+  Phil[ip] on the vit[al] funct[io]ns, t[he]n 50 min[ute]s burn[in]g old papers out of draw[e]r of w[hi]ch Ch[arle]s H-[Howarth] h[a]d picked the  

lock in the green room t[ha]t Sharpe br[ou]ght

me, it n[o]t hav[in]g been op[ene]d of man[y] y[ear]s, n[o]t prob[abl]y s[in]ce my unc[le] Joseph left Shibd[e]n. His old trade

books and copies of trade letters and pattern book of cloths from about seventeen hundred and seventy two

and before and perhaps after Id not examine but burnt them all. From 12.50 to 1.50 siding in

my study, out w[i th A-[Ann] at 2 al[on]g the walk and by Low[e]r brea wood to Mytholm h[ou]se. So[me] ti[me] in

the gard[e]n. Thorp jun[io]r and his man digg[in]g t[he]re. Nat[han] Pickles and John P- [Pickles] t[he]re wall[in]g up ag[ain]st the

mill-end. Saunt[ere]d ho[me] the sa[me] way we w[e]nt and left A-[Ann] in the h[ou]se at 3 3/4, t[he]n talk[in]g to John Booth

and Ch[arle]s and Ja[me]s How[ar]th and John B-[Booth] ag[ai]n in the gard[e]n and a min[ute] or 2 w[i]th my fath[e]r put well ag[ai]n a

few min[ute]s w[i]th my a[un]t, ver[y] poorly today and ca[me] to my study at 5 till 6 1/4 mak[in]g out acc[oun]t w[i]th

Joseph Mann and w[i]th Pickells. Din[ner] at 6 1/2, 3/4 h[ou]r w[i]th my fath[e]r and Mar[ia]n t[he]n coff[ee] and ca[me] to my study

at 8 1/4 . Fr[om] t[he]n to 10 3/4, exc[ept] 1/4  h[ou]r w[i]th my a[un]t till 10.5 and h[a]d A-[Ann] w[i]th me 1/4  h[ou]r after 10, at the 2  

acc[oun]ts

just ab[ov]e nam[e]d. Fine glow[in]g soft warm day, a few dr[ops] of rain at 3 3/4  b[u]t held off till 6 – ab[ou]t 6 1/2  p.m

heavy rain and thund[e]r and light[enin]g and wet ev[enin]g F57° now at 10 3/4 p.m – rainy night.

+ - refers to book/text

Fri[day] 3

7.5

11.40

No kiss Ready in 50 min[ute]s. Rainy morn[in]g, at acc[oun]ts till br[eak]f[a]st at 9.40 in 1/2  h[ou]r. Fr[om] 9.10 to 12

+  r[ea]d fr[om] page 163 to 272 Phil[ip] on the Vit[a]l Funct[io]ns. A-[Ann] sat by me d[o]wnst[ai]rs, at h[e]r rent b[oo]ks. My a[un]t m[u]ch  

bet[ter] today, br[ou]ght

d[o]wn int[o] the draw[in]g room. 1/2  h[ou]r w[i]th h[e]r and my fath[e]r and Mar[ia]n t[he]n till 12 3/4 at w[hi]ch h[ou]r F58 1/2 ° Fr[om]

12 ¾ to n[ea]r

4 at Coll[er]y acc[oun]t, made out acc[oun]t of the tot[a]l of exp[ense] and the acc[oun]t w[i]th the 3 Manns Jos[e]ph John and Rob[er]t

V  for sink[in]g and driv[in]g. H[a]d Jos[e]ph M-[Mann] for 1/4  h[ou]r till 4.10, p[ai]d h[i]m for the last fortnight’s driv[in]g and ga[ve] h[i]m

b[a]ck h[i]s b[oo]k w[hi]ch I ha[ve] br[ou]ght d[o]wn today inclusive. He th[in]ks the drift will be ab[ou]t 300 y[ar]ds

will perh[aps] get thro[ugh] int[o] Walker pit tomor[row]. Mr Stocks n[o]r fath[e]r nor son, goes n[o]t int[o] the pits

hims[elf], h[a]s bottom stew[ar]ds. Fr[om] 4/1/4 to aft[e]r 5 3/4  look[in]g ov[e]r Pickell’s acc[oun]t etc. T[he]n A-[Ann] ca[me], she h[a]d

been d[o]wnst[ai]rs all the day at her rentbooks, and we sat talk[in]g 1/2  h[ou]r. T[he]n whi[le] she w[a]s w[i]th my a[un]t I at acc[oun]ts  

ag[ai]n.

+   Din[ner] at 6 1/2  coff[ee], fr[om] 8 to 9 3/4 r[ea]d fr[om] 272 to 329 Phil[ip] on the Vit[a] Funct[io]ns. T[he]n A-[Ann] h[a]d let[ter] fr[om]  

h[e]r sist[e]r, a civ[i]l part off Capt[ai]n

and Mrs S-[Sutherland] will co[me] in July and see ab[ou]t the divis[io]n. W[i]th my a[un]t fr[om] 9.55 to 10.10 ver[y] well today and in high  

sp[iri]ts. Rainy day F 51° now at 10.20 p.m.

+ - refers to a book/text  V- Visit

[lethe-rpg]

Welcome to the Spring Equinox Gala!

When: May 30, 2021 Where: Katherine and Patrick Antrim’s Manor From: 5 pm to 10 pm

Despite protests, democracy is democracy in Lethe, and so May 30th dawns to reveal gala preparations commencing as planned. Though the day comes equipped with blustering winds and hesitation lingers in the air, spirits around town seem to be relatively high as the day continues on into evening. It is at three o’clock that the gates to Katherine Antrim’s formidable manor are opened, giving any especially curious visitors access to the grounds. The last chime of the town’s bell tower has rung to signal the five o’clock hour when the doors to the ball room are thrown open and guests bearing invitations are welcomed inside. Those who enter the ballroom are awed by its beauty and impressed by the amenities –  a stage at the very front houses cheery musicians and some Lethean artists may even request to borrow the microphone, if so inclined. An exit on the left leads to an open bar, though food is not provided. Guests are encouraged by security to stay within the domains of the ballroom, but of course, the outdoor property still beckons. The especially adventurous sort may even venture to other rooms within the home at their own risk. Selections among the property other than the ballroom seem to be as follows:

The garden: Opened at three o’clock, Katherine Antrim’s pleasant garden houses many enchanting flora. As the sun sets, they may even reveal special, more ethereal qualities. Guests are welcome to tread these grounds as they please, though please, don’t step on the flowers.

The balcony: Serving as a respite from the noise, the balcony is just off of the ballroom. Guests are welcome to come and go as they please, sitting on marble benches overlooking the rolling gardens and getting a well deserved breath of fresh air. Smoking is not allowed.

The maze: Found deep within the garden, the entrance of the maze is well hidden as to discourage any adventures into its depths. But such discoveries aren’t impossible, though they are not entirely pleasant either. Guests who manage to touch the hedges that mark the bounds of this maze will discover that they are not especially keen on being touched and will react to indicate as much. If not grievously injured, however, skilled solvers will find a lovely courtyard in the center of this maze, equipped with a bubbling fountain and dreamlike, rare blooms abound.

The library: This is not a destination that will be reached with ease. Those who manage to charm open the doors will find bookshelves of towering heights and glowering portraits upon the walls. If they search the right places, lucky adventurers may even happen upon town records, some dating back to the town’s 19th century founding. Visitors who intend to try their odds here should work with haste – security will likely descend upon them in no time.

For the Muns

The Spring Equinox Gala event begins now! It will be a dashboard event and will last at least two weeks. When the time comes, we will ask in the Discord if people are interested in continuing or wrapping up the event.

Any details about plot drops during the event will be posted about here, via a Lethe News post or an event post.

We encourage the posting of open starters for the event, but also ask that if you post a starter, please reply to one as well. That way we’ll keep the dash moving!

If you’re willing, show us what your character is wearing! Whether through edits or through Tumblr-made photosets, we’d love to see the look your character is sporting to this black-tie event.

You are welcome to continue writing regular threads alongside the event! To differentiate between the two, please tag all event-related posts with ‘lethe: gala 2021′.

Most of all: have fun! We cannot wait to see the gorgeous ensembles and interesting encounters you come up with.

[lunar-fey]

Nightmare

i said i was gonna post it so here it is please enjoy

no warnings for once! mmm well child death but its not graphic and also not real (its literally a nightmare about something that never happened so its as unreal as it can get)

--

The rain is thick and heavy as you trudge along. It weighs down your cloak and prevents you from seeing your hand in front of your face.

But you have to go on, you have to -

The heavy weight in your arms refuses to let you forget your task you have to -

You have to make sure she's safe, she won't be safe with you, she won't be safe with him, but she'll be safe somewhere, you'll make sure of it, you'll make sure of it.

No matter what it takes, and so you keep going, the ground sodden and your boots sinking deep in the mud with each press onward. But you will not stop. Not now.

Not ever.

Not even if you die.

But, faintly, you see a light in the distance, and you know you are as far away from him as you will ever get in this entire lifetime because he will never let you go, never let her go, and that is so much more important to you than your own life.

Exhaustion takes you as you reach the house. You can smell the woodsmoke from here, and you can think of no warmer, drier place, and in that moment, that house is the only safe haven for the thing you carry.

It is the last possible safe haven, for the thing you carry.

You will succeed.

You lean all your weight into the doorframe and it doesn't even creak, and that is when you notice your hunger, and you are now fighting to stay conscious yourself, as you bang on the door with every ounce of strength you possess.

A silhouette appears at the door, backlit by happiness itself, but you, and her, god, she's so small, she has to survive this, are on the other side of the wall he creates standing there, and he shakes his head as you hold out the bundle and suddenly nothing makes sense, there is a familiar voice and laughter, and you can hear the hoofbeats even as the man continues shaking his head.

The voice speaks to you but you cannot hear him, the man is gone, the house is cold, and the child is dead in your arms.

You fall to your knees on the stone step and the rain does not let up, even for a moment. You can't even mourn.

A rage boils in you like you have never known before and you wake up with murder on your tongue, only for the understanding that this was a dream, thank god, to melt it off.

You have work to do.

//

You have the dream again, but clearer this time, sharper.

You can see every drop of rain and it feels more real, somehow, more consequential. Somehow.

You find the house, again, that warm glow in the distance, and you pound on the door, again, exhausted and soaked to the bone, with a heavy bundle in your arms, but again he shakes his head.

Again you hear that laughter, that voice, the hooves, and again the child is dead as you fall to your knees.

But this time, you work up with the word on your tongue - brother.

You want to scream, but you still have work to do.

[woollyslisterblog]

1834 May Thursday 15th (part two)

More asserting her boundaries and other estate management issues. On her return from York AW still seems to have trouble with her servants.

ret[urne]d up the o[ld] b[ank] - so[me]ti[me] w[i]th Mallinson and then w[i]th Pickles - told b[o]th I heard Mr Carr h[a]d h[a]d ab[ov]e £3000 bid for God[l]y - this w[a]s bey[on]d me, and I d[i]d n[o]t care ab[ou]t it - I sh[oul]d n[o]t care wheth[e]r I st[ai]d here or n[o]t -

at 3 off d[o]wn the walk to Lidgate - Met Gill at the Hipperholme Bar - and w[e]nt w[i]th h[i]m to Yew trees wood – brush[e]d thr[ou]gh as we c[oul]d, the narrow range of wood form[erl]y a r[oa]d to the springs along the bot[tom] of Mr Wilkins[o]n's f[iel]d and top the s[ou]th own[e]r Parson’s land and quarry w[hi]ch last his in so[me] places encroach[e]d - I [ou]ght to ma[ke] up the wall ag[ai]nst Mr Wilkins[o]n or might be liable to damage for accid[en]ts – no! s[ai]d I w[oul]d n[o]t - I h[a]d off[ere]d to ma[ke] a good wall if Mr W[ilkinson] w[oul]d sell me a y[ar]d or 2 of the gr[ou]nd to f[ou]nd the wall upon b[u]t as he w[oul]d n[o]t, I c[oul]d n[o]t ma[ke] a job of it and w[oul]d let it alone -

then w[en]t d[o]wn to where Freeman’s men were bear[in]g – W[illia]m Smith the head man – he th[ou]ght the stone in Robin close w[oul]d be ver[y] good , as good or bet[ter] than wh[a]t they w[e]re now gett[in]g - there 14 y[ar]ds deep to bear and the top of the wood (top of where they are gett[in]g) and the f[iel]d (Robin Close) rises so lit[tle] ab[ov]e that – perh[aps] a y[ar]d ab[ov]e it - there w[oul]d be only 15 y[ar]ds of bear[in]g, and that st[one] w[oul]d be ver[y] well worth gett[in]g - told Gill to get as m[u]ch fence stuff as we want[e]d - to take a breast 10 y[ar]ds wide str[ai]ght up bef[ore] him - peel and cut d[o]wn ready for bear[in]g next y[ea]r or bef[ore] - and as a proof of the wall at there and along top of Robin Close being mine to pick up a line where he left off, and turn the bit Holland h[a]d done acknowledg[in]g it w[a]s my fence) w[i]th its face to my way - the 5 roods of 4 y[ar]ds Pickells h[a]d offer[e]d him a sovereign wall[in]g up -

c[oul]d n[o]t be done at that- the st[one] gett[in]g to the to pl[a]ce w[oul]d cost 12/. Now oblig[e]d to co[me] so far r[ou]nd to avoid Mr Freeman’s grass in the Robin close – s[ai]d then wait till aft[e]r hay ti[me] – ord[ere]d anoth[er] bit next to Mr Macauley’s f[iel]d to be rail[e]d of on their side the wall in the old line of hedge to shew the right to the trees in it –

at Lidgate 25 min[ute]s fr[om] 5 35/60 – Miss W-[Walker] h[a]d n[o]t been well – h[a]d h[a]d a blist[e]r bet[ween] h[e]r should[e]rs – Sarah seems n[o]t to like m[u]ch Mr and Mrs Bewley – th[in]ks them all talk to Miss W-[Walker] b[u]t n[o]t do too m[u]ch (in the kitch[e]n) to ma[ke] h[e]r comf[orta]ble –

saunter[e]d ho[me] thro[ugh] the walk and ca[me] in at 6 3/4 - din[ner] at 6 50/60- coff[ee] – instruct[ion]s to Joseph- 3/4 h[ou]r w[i]th my fath[e]r and aft[er]w[ar]ds w[i]th Mar[ian] talk[in]g ab[ou]t N[orth]g[a]te to Godly – then 1/2 h[ou]r w[i]th my a[un]t till aft[er] 10 – wr[ote] all b[u]t the 1st 12 lines of today, and read[in]g Hoop[e]rs med[ical] dict[ionar[y] till 11 1/4 at w[hi]ch h[ou]r F59 3/4°- fine morn[in]g – gloomy tow[ar]ds 10 – r[ai]r fr[om] 11 20/60 to 1 – aft[er]w[a]rds exc[ept] a few dr[op]s fair for the rest of the aft[ernoo]n and ev[enin]g – Read[in]g at a lit[tle] aft[er] din[ner] mo[re] of Walpole’s Reminiscences – S[ai]d Gill this aft[ernoo]n in cutt[in]g and lay[in]g a hedge if on a hilly gr[ou]nd always lay it up hill wh[a]t ev[e]r be the aspect – if on lev[e]l gr[ou]nd alw[a]ys lay it to the west -

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Ok listen I came here to rave about Of All The Things Unsaid because it broke my heart and also took me deep into my own feelings and was just overall so well written and it was so interesting to see you change things up with your style a bit UGH!! But then I saw that a-z ask and I NEED to know the full a-z from you on Bucky Barnes 👻💕 PS ...... can I be added to your tag list ?? I’m on here at super freak times and I feel like I always miss out on your posts! Keep being amazing ilu 💕

Thank you so much boo💖 I’m so happy you liked my depression manifested in OATLU😂! And okay so why was Bucky A-Z so hard? His sensuality was difficult to peg but I hope I did it justice!

Bucky Barnes sexy A-Z

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Bucky Barnes is one needy man after sex- especially after the rough passionate fucking you usaully receive from him after long missions or emotionally grueling days. He’s grabby and literally octopuses his large body around yours

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Bucky’s favorite body part of his is his flesh and blood arm- he knows its a shitty internalized hatred thing but he still wishes he was on that little farm in Wakanda, he'd gotten pretty good at doing everything one handed.

Bucky loves your middle, loves your soft plush tummy and your waist. Would have his arms wrapped around your middle for the rest of hs life if he could

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Bucky loves coming on your ass when he fucks you doggy, he loves how it rolls and drips off of your round cheeks.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Bucky loves toys. He loves to put you in vibrating panties and take ou to important dinners.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Bucky has been around the block- lets be real. Back in the 40’s he had a new dame every weekend(sometimes more then one). He even got ass during the war. But since he got out of Cyro you're the first person he’s even kissed

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Doggy. 100%- he loves your plump ass. But he also likes holding you and fucking you againts walls, just because of your reaction to it, you never thought a man would be able too pick you up.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Bucky’s actually a funny fuck and genuinely gets joy from intimacy with you. He’s made you laugh while making you cum and that's one hell of an experience.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He went AU natural for a long time and that man had a BUSH. He trims for you, keeps it nice and tidy. Its still dark and prominent though. You love it.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He was really awkward about it, it felt weird to let himself get to that place. Now he loves it, the two of you love reading together. Bathing together.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

You love watching him work himself over, he gets so pretty when his fist is wrapped around his cock. Love waiting him writhe and come all over his knuckles.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Bucky loves to be rimmed- it just feels so good when you're blowing him- he totally jumped and almost kneed you in the face the first time you tried it though lol

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Honestly he’ll fuck you anywhere, but he prefers somewhere cozy and safe-where he’s checked all the exits and windows because it gets him in the right mindset.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He’s not gonna lie- when you get all dolled up and wear that red lipstick he loves he cant help but grab handfuls of you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He refuses any kind of blindfold play- Bucky doesn't like his senses being taken away. He likes(needs) to be in control.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Bucks a giver- he remembers being tongue deep under the skirts of pretty girls in the back of dance halls. He’s good with his mouth- and you get to be on the receiving end to that.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends and varies. He loves fucking you slow though, loves watching your body take him, all of him.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s not a fan of quickies- they remind him of the war and the USO sow girls and gunpowder and his first tastes of death/ He especially doesn't like them with you, he wants to take his time with you. Wants to savor it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Not really, I mean you guys did fuck in a coat closet at the White House but you almost got caught by the CIA and that's always a mood killer right?

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Three words: Super Soldier Serum. That man has WRECKED you before. Literally 5 rounds back to back. Your thighs shook for days.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He enjoys toys- he’s always been a techie nerd. He loves when you press a vibrator to your clit as he takes you, loves the way you screech.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You are the tease in the relationship, and he only does it to get you back. He sucks at it even though he has crazy self control. He doesn't want to be disciplined when it comes to you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not the most vocal, but fuck, are his grunts and groans so guttural and perfect.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Cockwarming is a favorite of both of yours.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

MOTHERFUCKER IS PACKING. 10 inches, minimum. That serum amped up everything. He was devastated when he hurt you the first time, but like how could he not? You def weren't used to anything like that.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Um? He didn't get laid for the better part of a century. He’d be buried inside you every second of the fucking day if he could.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’s on sleeping and anxiety and a whole slew of other mess to get him to sleep- but that pussy of yours? How hard you make him cum? Better them any pharmaceuticals. He likes falling asleep on top of you, your bosom a pillow and your thighs still cradaling his hips. He’s warm. He’s home

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Fri[day] 28 October 1836

7 3/4

12 20/..

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No kiss fine frosty morn[in]g F[ahrenheit] 34 1/2° now at 8 50/.. a.m. out ab[ou]t till br[eak]f[a]st at 9 1/2 - A-  [Ann] d[i]d

h[e]r Fr[en]ch - out ag[ai]n at 10 1/4 – Ingh[a]m + 2 men and a boy at the parapet wall ov[e]r the dry wall arching –

Rob[er]t Mann + 3 lower[in]g and levell[in]g in front of the h[ou]se till 11 then took them off to prepare for mov[in]g the

heap of clay laid last y[ea]r ag[ain]st the gard[e]n wall - the run and all made ready and they beg[a]n mov[in]g the clay to the [foot]

the mound (to the east) of the rockwork immed[iatel]y aft[e]r their din[ner] – Rob[er]t Schof[iel]d and his man Jos[e]ph all the day wall[in]g

the hall-cellar drain - the gard[ene]r and Ch[arle]s and Ja[me]s How[art]h and John Booth and Mark Hepw[or]th help[in]g when they

c[oul]d to clear the orch[ar]d – lit[tle] trace left of an orch[ar]d this ev[enin]g - Mark Hepw[or]th levell[in]g soil aft[e]r the N[orth]g[a]te

carts on the gr[ea]t embankment in front of the h[ou]se - Frank cart[in]g for Ingh[a]m st[one] fr[om] the gard[e]n wall in the morn[in]g and rag

throughs fr[om] Hipperh[olme] quarry in the aft[ernoo]n - Booth the gr[eate]r part of the day and 2 masons all the day at the west tow[e]r

2 masons jobb[in[g – prepar[in]g for the top of the drab-r[oo]m chim[ne]y (hew[e]d by the 2 hewers Ja[me]s Murgatroyde and

Booths’ son Jos[e]ph and w[oul]d ha[ve] been put up but for the windy days we ha[ve] late[l]y h[a]d) - and prepar[in]g

lancet-lights for the groin[e]d dry wall arch - In the gard[e]n and ab[ou]t all the day exc[ept] fr[om] about 2 to 4 when

saunt[ere]d d[o]wn the walk - and along the low[e]r brea daisy bank thro’ Wellroyde wood int[o] the N[or]thow[ra]m r[oa]d to so[me]

dist[an]ce ab[ou]t Upper brea - to where Shibd[e]n is 1st seen - stood compar[in]g the diff[eren]t points of view –

ret[urne]d by the Stump X Inn and the Lodge – 1/2 h[ou]r there talk[in]g to Matty for Hannah Pearson the cook here

20 y[ea]rs ago h[a]d been at the hall and call[e]d on her way b[a]ck to see Matty - poor Hannah! she told me how I w[a]s

altered – so[me]bod[y] h[a]d told h[e]r lately how m[u]ch I w[a]s aged - But she d[i]d n[o]t kno[w] she sh[oul]d expect

me to look just as I us[e]d to do - no! s[aid] I, you ha[ve] n[o]t seen me these 20 y[ea]rs - it is ti[me] for

me to be alt[ere]d - it is fr[om] s[u]ch peop[le] one hears the  truth - I h[a]d th[ou]ght, on her ent[erin]g the

r[oo]m, she w[a]s grown an old wom[a]n - so chang[e]d I might n[o]t ha[ve] known her en passant –

b[u]t I made no rem[ar]k on this to her – ho[me] ab[ou]t 4 – w[i]th Rob[er]t Mann at the clay mov[in]g and ab[ou]t

till ca[me] in at 6 – dress[e]d – direct[e]d and seal[e]d and s[e]nt off by Frank tonight my notes (writ[ten]

last night and dat[e]d yest[erday]) to ‘Mr. Hoyland Gibbet-lane’ order[in]g a hatch[men]t for my a[un]t to be done as soon

as poss[ible] - and my no[te] to ‘Dr. Kenny Ward’s end’ enclos[in]g a guin[ea] (a sov[erei]gn and a shil[ling]) sor[ry] that

this sm[all] debt of w[hi]ch I w[a]s n[o]t aware h[a]d been so long unacknowledg[e]d – din[ner] at 6 35/.. – coff[ee]

upst[ai]rs - A- [Ann] r[ea]d h[e]r Fr[en]ch - I asleep on the sofa 1/2 h[ou]r - A-  [Ann] h[a]d let[ter] tonight fr[om] Messrs. Gray –

the complet[io]n of her Radcliffe purchase to be at the White Swan H[alifa]x on Tues[day] - Mr. S. Washingt[o]n

to attend - A- [Ann] annoy[e]d - we all al[on]g th[ou]ght of go[in]g to York - she h[a]d n[o]t wish[e]d the purch[a]se to be

complet[e]d here and for Mr. SW- [Samuel Washington] to ha[ve] an[y]th[in]g to do w[i]th it - at 10 20/.. p.m. h[a]d just writ[ten] all the ab[ov]e of today

at wh[ic]h h[ou]r F[ahrenheit] 33° ver[y] fine cold frosty day -  

 How m[u]ch I chang[e]d

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A-Z Heacanons: Bill Williamson x f!Reader (N/S/F/W)

Literally nobody asked for this but���. This is the result of @ripvaanwinkle re-igniting my shameful thirst for one Bill ‘Bear Daddy’ Williamson. I hope that us Bill fuckers can unite and together, live in peace and harmony. I did change a couple of the letters just because I wanna mix things up a lil bit. Also, I am down asf to do some more of these with other characters, so feel free to request someone!!! Also, a shoutout to @thiscurlygingerfor helping me out with some of the more challenging prompts!!

Aftercare - He always makes sure you’re alright afterwards. If he left you messy, he’ll clean you up the best that he can. You wouldn’t think it, but Bill is a reasonably cuddly guy. He’s not into having you tightly wrapped up in his arms, but he does like to have an arm around you as he falls asleep. At the very least, he likes to have his hand in yours. He falls asleep pretty quickly, so if you want to cuddle up, there’s your chance.

Body Part - Bill is 120% a boob guy. He’s forever grabbing your boobs when the two of you are alone. During foreplay, he’ll take one in his mouth and suck lightly on your nipple. Sometimes he’ll graze his teeth over it or give it a gentle bite, just because he loves the little noises you make in reaction. It’s not uncommon for you to have hickeys on both of your breasts by the time he’s done with you.

Cum -This man absolutely loves to see his cum on you. Whether it’s on your chest, stomach or thighs, it drives him crazy. He’ll almost always make a playful comment about what a ‘messy girl’ you are before he cleans you up.

Dominance - For the most part, Ole’ Billy Boy™ will be the dom in bed. But, he’s not totally opposed to having you top him. Usually, you have to tie his hands behind his head because he constantly defies you. He’s very squirmy and whiney while you bounce up and down on his cock, tugging at his restraints wildly. He has been known to break out of his bonds if you don’t tie them tightly enough, so be warned. If he does free himself, he’ll flip you over and absolutely ruin you, so make sure you tie him up tight…. or don’t if that’s what you’re into ;)

Experience - Bill has been with a fair amount of women, but most of them being prostitutes, he hasn’t been in a position where his partner wanted him to please her. Luckily, it doesn’t take him long to catch on.

Favourite Position - Honestly, this man does not care how he fucks you as long as you’re comfortable. That being said, there is a special place in his heart for doggy style. He loves being able to press himself up against you and grab your tits, or sneak his hand down and rub your clit while he pounds into you.

Goofy - Bill is definitely the goofiest motherfucker in the gang when it comes to sex. He’s always teasing you in some manner and constantly making crude remarks. He seems like the type to motor-boat someone too, so don’t tempt him.

Hair - I swear this man is half bear. Thick, wiry, black hair covers his chest and trails down his stomach. He has a fair amount of pubic hair, but it’s definitely not out of control. He doesn’t shave any of his body hair.

Intimacy - Romance really isn’t Bill’s thing. So, most encounters with him will be straight and to the point. But, if you’re ever having a bad day or haven’t seen/been with each other in a while, he’ll lay you down and just make love to you. This includes a lot of compliments and praise. He makes sure that you cum beforehand and probably at least once more before he’s finished. Afterwards, he’s hella cuddly, so look forward to being the little spoon.

Jack Off - When Bill masturbates, it’s either because you’re not around or he got bored with his late-night guard duties. He'll start off with a few slow strokes at first, getting himself nice and hard. After that, it's just quick, dutiful pumps until he finishes. There's no teasing or prolonging himself. In so many words, Bill doesn't masturbate for the ‘experience,’ Bill only masturbates to make himself cum.

Kink - As I mentioned before, Bill is sometimes into light bondage, but his taste for BDSM doesn’t go any further than that. To be honest, he’s pretty vanilla. But, the one ‘kinky’ thing I can see him being into is face-sitting/face-riding. He loves to his hands wrapped around your thighs, pressing you down into him as you ride his face. Sometimes he’ll reach up to grab a handful of boob or get you to suck on his fingers. He also really likes to call you some variation of ‘girl’ in the moment. Good girl, bad girl, baby girl, dirty girl... You feel like you’ve heard it all.

Location - When you and Bill get intimate, it’s normally just in your shared tent. If he really wants to lay into you, he’ll rent a hotel room in the nearest town, just to save you from the embarrassment the morning after. If he’s drunk and horny enough, he has been known to pin you against a wall outside of a saloon and fuck your brains out. And yes, you have been caught by the town sheriff at least once.

Motivation - One thing that really gets Bill going is when you say how good he’s making you feel, especially when he’s going down on or you’re riding his face. He’s not all that confident in his, ahem, pussy-eating skills, so he likes to know that he’s pleasing you.

No - Even though he might be into some light bondage, Bill’s really not into being heavily restrained. Things like gags and blindfolds are also a no-no with him. I would also say that he doesn’t like to come inside you just because he doesn’t like the idea of having children, but that really depends on the relationship you have with him.

Oral - BIll has a preference for receiving oral, just because he thinks he’s not that great at giving. Like I said; before he got with you he’d never really been in a situation where he’s had to pleasure his partner. Meaning, his skills were not up to par. The first couple times he went down on you, he couldn’t get you anywhere near being able to finish, but he improved pretty quickly. He loves having you sit on his face, keeping his eyes trained on you the whole time. Bonus points if you’re a little bit more dominant while you’re up there.

Pace - Sex with Bill is normally fast and somewhat rough, but that’s just how Bill’s default setting. If you ask him to be a bit more gentle or slow things down

Quickie - Bill Williamson is the king of quickies and you can’t change my mind. Usually, they happen when you’ve been teasing him around camp...  Sitting on his lap at the poker table and grinding down on him or palming him through his jeans when nobody’s looking. He’ll suddenly find some lame excuse to get the two of you out of camp and pin you up against a tree. He’s already hard from the teasing, so he just pulls down his pants, hilts your skirt up above your waist and fucking RUINS you. Expect to hear a lot about how he doesn’t appreciate being teased when he’s trying to do something and how much of a nasty girl you are. Afterwards, if you complain about not having finished, he'll smack your ass and tell you that yours is coming later.

Risk - Bill is very set in his ways so it would take a bit of convincing to get him to try something new. That’s not to say that he won’t try anything new, ever. It was initially your idea to tie him to the bed and take control over things, and he really wasn’t too keen on the idea at first, but he actually really enjoys it. The odd time he will come to you with something he wants to try, which is always a welcome surprise on your part.

Stamina - Bill can only go for one round, but that’s because he just gets so damn tired afterwards. You could probably get him hard again and go for round two, but he wouldn’t enjoy it as much. I’m sure he could go for 2-3 rounds when he was younger. As for how long he lasts, it depends. At his normal pace, he can last about ten minutes. If he’s going slower and more gentle, he’ll last a bit longer. So say, 15-ish minutes.

Threesome - You wouldn’t even have to try and convince Bill to have a threeway. That being said, I can’t see him bringing another guy into the mix, just because he’s insecure about how others view his sexuality. If word got out that he brought a guy into the bedroom, he would never live it down. So, it would most likely be a prostitute from a local saloon. She would interact with you more than him, kissing you, going down on you, etc... He’d get rock hard just from watching and then probably kick the poor girl out so he could fuck you in peace.

Unfair - I think Bill is far too impatient to tease you, but he will occasionally deny you of an orgasm. It usually happens when the two of you have like, mid-argument sex. He’ll keep you on edge throughout foreplay and intercourse. After he cums, he'll go down on you. Right as you're about to finish, he'll pull away, leaving you high and dry. No amount of begging or frustrated whining will get him to come and finish you off, but he'll make up for it the next time the two of you go at it.

Volume - Bill isn’t very loud. He usually makes low grunts and breathy moans, though he will occasionally string out your name in a whiny tone, especially if you’re teasing him. He does talk dirty quite a bit, but he’s not very good at it. He repeats himself a lot and sometimes stutters. The words ‘fuck’ and ‘girl’ are used the most.

Wild Card - Bill’s first sexual encounter was with an older man. He was young when it happened, maybe 17-18. He was a little drunk when the man approached him outside of a saloon, asking him for a cigarette. Jokingly, he said he would give him a couple, but he’d have to do something for him. The man took him aside, got down on his knees and started unzipping his pants. Bill almost reached down to smack him away, tell him to fuck off and that he’s not a homophile. But the feeling of the man’s hands pulling his member from his trousers sent a shiver up his spine that left him able to say nothing at all. The man pumped him a few times before taking him in his mouth. It wasn’t long before Bill began to feel a pit form in his stomach, a hard ball of tension begging to be released. He came hard, and the man seemed to savour every drop. Bill closed his eyes, reaching into his back pocket for his cigarettes. He threw the pack onto the ground, and when he opened his eyes the man was gone. It’d been years since then, and he still thought about that encounter often. Each time it crossed his mind, he still felt just as shameful as he did in that moment; his pants unzipped and fresh out of cigarettes

X-Ray - While it might not be the longest (probably just over 5 inches), his cock is deliciously thicc. It’s not so thick that it hurts when he puts it in, just enough so that it pleasantly stretches you out. I feel like his balls hang a bit low and are bigger than usual. He is uncircumcised, as is pretty much everyone else in the time period.

Yearning - For his age, Bill has an abnormally high sex drive. He would definitely be down to go every day, even though that’s not very practical when you’re living in a gang. Still, the two of you have sex four/five times a week, at the minimum. He can only do one round though, solely because he gets so sleepy after nutting.

Zzz - BIll falls asleep really quickly afterwards. I’m talking like, 10-15 minutes. In the time that he is awake though, he does make sure that you’re comfortable and okay in general. He’s a very heavy sleeper, so once he’s out, he’s out.

[decodingannelister]

Friday 1 January 1819

7 3/4

11 1/4

Finish[e]d my let[ter] i.e. wr[ote] the 3[r]d side and the end to Miss M[arsh] Micklegate York and s[e]nt it by Willi[a]m together w[i]th a no[ther] to Mrs Wilcock enclose[in]g £2.2.0  my a[un]ts and my an[nua]l subscript[io]n for Mr Stopford.

At 11 3/4 set off to Haugh-end, went d[o]wn the n[ew] b[ank] al[on]g Mark[e]t Place , by Ward’s End, Bl[ack]wall and Royston Road. In the hop[e] of meeting with Miss B .G[o]t to Haugh End ab[ou]t 1, f[ou]nd Delia Edw[ard]s who has been there since Xmas Day so ill, fev[er] and delirium,tak[in]g noth[ing] but cold wat[er] when she awakes and alm[o]st const[antl]y asleep that I only st[aye]d an h[ou]r. John E[dwards] als[o] ver[y] ill of a rheumat[ic] fev[er] in Lond[on]. Saw Mary P[riestley] her husb[an]d  and George P[riestley] and Miss Birch wh[o]m I d[i]d  n[o]t at all admire this morn[in]g.

Ca[me] direct ho[me] and g[o]t here at 3 1/2 feel[in]g tir[e]d w[i]th the dirtiness of the r[oa]ds and thickness and disagreeab[lenes]ss of the day. In the aft[ernoon] and eve[ning] wr[ote] out fr[om] 20 June to the end of July index thinking of Miss Ball the way I went and returned I wish I could get her out of my mind is it love or what is it that makes the thought of her haunt me so. Ver[y] foggy Novemb[eri]sh day- clear[e]d a lit[tle] ab[ou]t 1- a gleam or 2 of sun ab[ou]t noon. B[arometer] 3/4° ab[ov]e fair, F[ahrenheit] 39 1/2 at 9p.m. ( fire in the hall).

WYAS Reference Number :   SH:7/ML/E/2/0095

[omarbelloutiworld]

100 difficult riddles & Answers that kids and families will love

1.    When you do not know what I am, then I am something. But when you know what I am, then I am nothing. What am I? A RIDDLE

2.     You can see me in water, but I never get wet. What am I? A REFLECTION

3.    The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I? FOOTSTEPS

4.    When I am released to the wind, you look away and you pretend, but away your friends I will send. What am I? A FART

5.    What English word has three consecutive double letters? BOOKKEEPER

6.    Imagine you are in a dark room. How do you get out? STOP IMAGINING

7.    What English word retains the same pronunciation, even after you take away four of its five letters? QUEUE

8.    When you have me, you feel like sharing me. But, if you do share me, you don't have me. What am I? A SECRET

9.    A man is pushing his car along the road when he comes to a hotel. He shouts, "I'm bankrupt!" Why? HE IS PLAYING MONOPOLY

10.                       An English word has six letters, remove one letter, and twelve remains. What am I? DOZENS

11.                       What question can you never answer yes to? ARE YOU ASLEEP?

12.                       What invention lets you look right through a wall? A WINDOW

13.                       What s as light as a feather, but even the world's strongest man couldn't hold it for more than a minute? HIS BREATH

14.                       What occurs once in every minute, twice in every moment, yet never in a thousand years? THE LETTER M.

15.                       I never ask questions but am always answered. What am I? A DOORBELL

16.                       If you go to the movies and you're paying, is it cheaper to take one friend to the movies twice, or two friends to the movies at the same time?

-    IT'S CHEAPER TO TAKE TWO FRIENDS AT THE SAME TIME. IN THIS CASE, YOU WOULD ONLY BEBUYING THREE TICKETS, WHERE AS IF YOU TAKE THE SAME FRIEND TWICE YOU ARE BUYING FOUR TICKETS.

17.                       What gets bigger every time you take from it? A HOLE

18.                       What is full of holes, but can still hold a lot of water? A SPONGE

19.                       Which came first the chicken or the egg?

THE EGG. DINOSAURS LAID EGGS BEFORE THE REWERE ANY CHICKENS

20.                       No matter how much rain comes down on it, it won't get any wetter. What is it? WATER

21.                       I'm flat when I'm new. I'm fat when you use me. I release my gas when something sharp touches me. What am I? A BALLOON

22.                       Three times what number is no larger than two times that same number? 0

23.                       What do you throw out when you want to use it, but take in when you don't want to use it? AN ANCHOR

24.                       I cannot hear or even see, but sense light and sounds that may be. Sometimes I end up on the hook, or even deep into a book. What am I?A WORM

25.                       Which ring is square? A BOXINGRING

26.                       Why are manholes round instead of square?

IF THEY'RE SQUARE IT'S POSSIBLE FOR THE COVER TO SLIP DOWN THE HOLE (DIAGONALLY). A ROUND MAN HOLE CAN NOT FALL DOWN NO MATTER WHICH WAY IT IS ROTATED BECAUSE IT'S WIDTH IN ANY DIRECTION IS GREATER THAN THE OPENING ON THE HOLE.

27.                       What tastes better than it smells? YOUR TONGUE

28.                       At night, they come without being fetched. By day they are lost without being stolen. What are they? THE STARS

29.                       The more you have of it, the less you see. What is it? DARKNESS

30.                       What starts with a T, ends with a T, and has T in it? A TEAPOT

31.                       Say my name and I disappear. What am I? SILENCE

32.                       What is it that after you take away the whole, some still remains? WHOLE SOME

33.                       Forward I’m heavy, but backwards I’m not. What am I? TON

34.                       I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul. What am I? A PIANO

35.                       My first is twice in apple but not once in tart. My second is in liver but not in heart. My third is in giant and also in ghost. Whole I’m best when I am roast. What am I? A PIG

36.                       Remove six letters from this sequence to reveal a familiar English word. BSAINXLEATNTEARS BANANAS(REMOVED SIX LETTERS)

37.                       What has four wheels and flies? GARBAGE TRUCK

38.                       What has a forest but no trees, cities but no people and rivers but no water? MAP

39.                       Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb. What am I? WATER

40.                       Take me and scratch my head. What once was red, is black instead. What am I? A MATCH

41.                       What is as big as you are and yet does not weigh anything? YOURSHADOW

42.                       It is an insect, and the first part of its name is the name of another insect. What is it? BEETLE

43.                       I'm where yesterday follows today, and tomorrow's in the middle. What am I? A DICTIONARY

44.                       How much dirt is there in a hole 3 feet deep, 6 ft. long and 4 ft. wide? NONE – IT IS A HOLE

45.                       Name all the numbers from 1 – 100, which have the letter ‘A’ in their spellings? NONE

46.                       What kind of coat is always wet when you put it on? A COAT OF PAINT

47.                       What kind of cheese is made backwards? EDAM

48.                       What can you hold in your right hand but never in your left hand? YOUR LEFT HAND

49.                       During what month do people sleep the least? FEBRUARY

50.                       What can never be placed in a sauce pan? ITS LID

51.                       I am always there, some distance away, somewhere between land or sea and sky I lay. You may move towards me, but distant I will stay. What am I?  THE HORIZON

52.                       I can only live where there is light, but I die if the light shines on me. What am I? A SHADOW

53.                       What kind of room has no doors or windows? A MUSHROOM

54.                       What can you catch but not throw? A COLD

55.                       What has a Heart but no other organs? A DECK OF CARDS

56.                     Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be? THEY ARE BORN IN DIFFERENT TIME ZONES

57.                       What's orange and sounds like a parrot? A CARROT

58.                       What always goes to bed with its shoes on? A HORSE

59.                       How can you make 7 even? REMOVE THE S

60.                       What am I? A QUESTION

61.                       I can bring tears to your eyes; resurrect the dead, make you smile, and reverse time. I form in an instant but I last a life time. What am I? A MEMORY

62.                       Mr. Smith has two children. If the older child is a boy, what are the odds that the other child is also a boy? 50 PERCENT

63.                       A man builds a house rectangular in shape. All the sides have southern exposure. A big bear walks by. What color is the bear? WHITE. IT IS A POLAR BEAR

64.                       What starts with an e but only has a single letter in it? ANENVELOPE

65.                       A girl who was just learning to drive went down a one-way street in the wrong direction but didn't break the law. How come? SHE WAS WALKING

66.                       If in a car race, the man who came two places in front of the last man finished one ahead of the man who came fifth. How many contestants were there? 6

67.                       A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him? THE THIRD ROOM. LIONS THAT HAVEN'T EATEN IN THREE YEARS ARE DEAD.

68.                       What's black and white and red all over? A NEWSPAPER

69.                       What flies when it's born, lies when it's alive, and runs when it's dead? A SNOWFLAKE

70.                       I am the only organ that named myself. What am I? THE BRAIN

71.                       You walk into a room with a rabbit holding a carrot, a pig eating slop, and a chimp holding a banana. Which animal in the room is the smartest?YOU

72.                       What always murmurs but never talks, always runs but never walks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never speaks? A RIVER

73.                       I am taken from a mine, and shut up in a wooden case, from which Iam never released, and yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I? A PENCIL

74.                       I'm tall when I'm young and I'm short when I'm old. What am I? A CANDLE

75.                       What house can fly?  A HOUSEFLY

76.                       What goes up and doesn't go down? YOUR AGE

77.                       No matter how terrible things get for the people of the Arctic, they will not eat a penguin. Why? THERE AREN'T ANY PENGUINS IN THE ARTIC

78.                       A group of ten people are going out for pizza but only two of them have an umbrella to keep them dry. But they manage to walk all the way to the pizza place without getting wet.How is this possible? IT ISN'T RAINING OUTSIDE

79.                       What runs around the house but doesn't move? A FENCE

 80.                       What goes around the house and in the house but never touches the house? THE SUN

81.                       A man finds a small iron coin dated 154 B.C., what's it worth? IT IS A FAKE. NO COIN CAN SAY BC

82.                       There is a one-story house. The walls are blue, the floor is pink, the stove and cupboards are red. What color are the stairs? THERE AREN'T ANY STAIRS

83.                       Why was the baby strawberry crying? BECAUSE ITS PARENTS WERE IN A JAM

84.                       I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played. What am I? A JOKE

85.                       I can't go left, I can't go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high. What am I? AN ELEVATOR

86.                       What goes back and forth constantly, but never in a straight line? A PENDULUM

87.                       What dress can you not wear? AN ADDRESS

88.                       What belongs to you but others use it more? YOUR NAME

89.                       I don’t have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thought, but am now white and empty. What am I? SKULL

90.                       What has hands that can’t clap? A CLOCK

91.                       Which three numbers have the same answer when added together and multiplied together? 1, 2 AND 3

92.                       What has a mouth but can't chew? A RIVER

93.                       How did Mark legally marry three women in Michigan, without divorcing any of them, becoming legally separated, or any of them dying? HE WAS A PRIEST

94.                       I have all the knowledge you have. But I am not much larger than your fist. What am I? I'M YOUR BRAIN

95.                       Everyone in the world needs it. They generously give it, but rarely take it. What is it? ADVICE

96.                       Take off my skin - I won't cry, but you will. What am I? AN ONION

97.                       Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen. What am I? AN ICEBERG

98.                       You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die, ’till you call me again. What am I? AN ECHO

99.                       If you were standing directly on Antarctica’s South Pole facing north, which direction would you travel if you took one step backward? NORTH

100.                 What has a neck but no head? A BOTTLE

[annelisterofhalifax]

Tues[day] 31 March 1835

7 3/4

11 3/4

V  No kiss Fine morn[in]g F 46 1/2° at 8.28 at w[hi]ch h[ou]r w[e]nt d[o]wn  to Mrs Geo[rge] Robins[o]n, she st[aye]d ab[ou]t an

h[ou]r. Ca[me] to say Dewhirst h[a]d tak[e]n a place at upp[e]r brea, w[a]s go[in]g to ha[ve] skin pits t[he]re and the wat[e]r

w[oul]d be spoilt, s[ai]d perh[aps] it w[a]s well. I sh[oul]d be oblig[e]d to bring an act[ion] and the matt[e]r w[oul]d be

settl[e]d 1 way or oth[e]r next assizes. I explain[e]d ab[ou]t the send[in]g the not[i]ce to quit. S[ai]d I h[a]d nev[e]r

nam[e]d it. Mrs R-[Robinson] s[ai]d M[iste]r Lister, the appraiser h[a]d nam[e]d it and m[u]ch h[a]d been s[ai]d ab[ou]t it. S[ai]d I

c[oul]d n[o]t help doubt[in]g t[hi]s, d[i]d n[o]t kno[w] how M[iste]r List[e]r c[oul]d kno[w]. Mrs R[obinson] seem[e]d satisfi[e]d w[i]th

wh[a]t I s[ai]d and well pleas[e]d. She and all the neighb[ou]rs anx[iou]s for M[iste]r Warburton to get Hipperh[olme] school.

M[iste]r W[ilia]m Priest[le]y wr[ot]e to M[iste]r Th[oma]s Robins[o]n to ask his vote for M[iste]r Carter who is B.A [Bachelor of Arts] b[u]t  

n[o] t M.A[Master of Arts

yet w[ould] ha[ve] been if M[iste]r Huds[o]n h[a]d liv[e]d 2 m[on]ths long[e]r. S[ai]d if M[iste]r Warburt[o]n d[i]d n[o]t get the school

yet, if he chose to rem[ain] at Hipperh[olm]e, Miss Walker and I w[oul]d do all we c[ould] for h[i]m and he w[oul]d ha[ve]

plenty of accomodat[[io]n made for h[i]m. I d[i]d n[o]t ev[e]n kno[w] h[i]m by sight, b[u]t th[ou]ght t[ha]t consider[in]g

V  all the circumst[ance]s he ought to get the school. T[he]n h[a]d Turner the delver [digger] ab[ou]t rag tops and bot[tom]s

to be deliv[ere]d at Mytholm at 1/6 [1 shilling 6 pence] p[e]r y[ar]d, 3 in[ches] thick and wall stones at 2/. [2 shillings] p[e]r 2 horse

load and 1/2 [one shilling 2 pence] p[e]r 1 horse load, and parpoints at 1/. [1 shilling] p[e]r y[ar]d. S[ai]d t[hi]s w[ould] n[o]t do, c[oul]d get

the rag tops and bot[tom]s deliver[e]d at 1/3 [one shilling 3 pence] p[e]r y[ar]d, the wall st[on]e too, too d[ea]r, w[oul]d th[in]k ab[ou]t it.  

Br[eak]f[a]st

at 9.50 in 1/2 h[ou]r hav[in]g set Thorp jun[io]r and his man to pl[an]t out the hazels (620) t[ha]t ca[me] on Sat[urday],  

in my walk bank and in Wellroyd wood und[e]r upp[e]r brea. Good motion loose and  

pretty good one yesterday also after breakfast  next to nothing yesterday and today

on getting up in consequence of eating greens the last three days at dinner I ought to have

had vegetables before. A few min[ute]s w[i]th my fath[e]r, weak b[u]t pret[ty] well t[hi]s morn[in]g. Wr[ote] the

+  ab[ov]e of t[hi]s morn[in]g till 11. R[ea]d fr[om] page 8 to 15 Phil[ip] on the Vit[a]l funct[io]ns] and at 11.20 off w[i]th A-[Ann], left h[e]r at  

Crown[e]st

to look ov[e]r th[in]gs left t[he]re, at 12 saunt[ere]d b[a]ck al[on]g my walk prun[in]g etc etc so[me] ti[me] w[i]th Thorp and his man plant[in]g  

the

hazels on the bank side t[he]re. Ho[me] ab[ou]t 2, talk[in]g to Ch[arl]es How[ar]th till 3 ab[ou]t upper brea wat[e]r etc, no need wh[a]t ev[e]r to

spoil the Low[e]r brea wat[e]r. If any harm done to it, it m[u]st be done on purp[ose]. Heavy rain at 2 3/4, ca[me] in at 3.5.

1835 M[ar]ch

 fr[om] 3.10 to 4 1/2 wr[ote] 3 pages and ends to M-[Mariana] Sor[ry] I h[a]d 

been so long in writ[in]g, w[oul]d n[o]t ma[ke] excuses b[u]t  simply by and 

entr[us]t h[e]r n[o]t to th[in]k me forgetful, anx[iou]s ab[ou]t Percy [Mariana]. ‘I 

ha[ve] th[ou]ght and do th[in]k of you, and often for you, mo[re] ‘mo[re],  daresay 

t[ha]n you imagine. You were right to s[e]nd me the prayer you wr[ote] on the 

9th. Perh[aps] t[ha]t day or rather its annivers[ar]y, will nev[e]r pass by eith[er] of 

us, unnot[e]d. B[u]t let us look up[on] it w[i]th ‘thankfulness. I nev[e]r cease to 

persuade mys[elf] t[ha]t you determ[ine]d wise[l]y, and t[ha]t ti[me] will show you 

mo[re] and ‘mo[re]  clear[l]y how m[u]ch you ha[ve] reas[o]n to be satisfi[ie]d. 

T[he]re is a gleam at hand mo[re] bright t[ha]n I c[a]n ‘bel[ieve]. All will go well 

w[i]th us b[o]th. Sure[l]y Percy [Mariana] will recov[e]r, and sure[l]y I shall soon 

ha[ve] the ‘on[l]y th[in]g want[in]g to my own happ[ine]ss, t[ha]t is, the mo[re] 

perf[ec]t ass[uran]ce of y[our]s. On[l]y keep up y[ou]r sp[iri]ts and hope and 

‘th[in]k all th[in]gs t[ha]t please you best, and I ask no mo[re]. We kno[w] t[ha]t all 

th[in]gs work togeth[e]r for good. ‘it is en[ou]gh. Ga[ve] M-s [Mariana’s] k[i]nd 

mess[a]ge to Adney [Ann], hope it h[a]d n[o]t made h[e]r idle. ‘She oft[[e]n 

‘sp[ea]ks w[i]th gr[ea]t pleas[u]re of our hav[in]g you here. I am n[o]t afr[ai]d of 

y[ou]r lik[in]g h[e]r less well, or being ‘less pleas[e]d t[ha]n you exp[ec]t. If you 

are bent up[on] hav[in]g the paragraph, I m[us]t s[e]nd it you ‘anoth[e]r ti[me]. I 

can[no]t at the mom[en]t, turn of the pap[e]r, in ti[me] for the let[ter] bag of 

tonight, ‘b[u]t the announcement w[a]s , in subst[an]ce, the marr[ia]ge of 

Capt[ai]n Tom Lister of S.H [Shibden Hall] to Miss Ann Walker ‘late of Lidgate. 

On discov[er]y of the hoax, a handso[me] volunteer apol[og]y w[a]s s[e]nt by the 

Ed[ito]r ‘of one of the pap[e]rs; and here the matt[er] end[e]d, f[o]r nobod[y] 

w[a]s annoy[e]d, and nobod[y] car[e]d ab[ou]t it’ My fath[e]r very feeble, my 

a[un]t ‘suffers a ver[y] gr[ea]t deal b[u]t the vit[a]l pow[e]rs seem far fr[om] 

exhaust[e]d’…. Bel[ieve] me alw[a]ys and ver[y] truly ver[y] f[ai]thfully and 

aff[ectionatel]y y[ou]rs A L-[Lister]’ H[a]d s[ai]d my wrist w[a]s spelk[e]d and I 

wr[ote] w[i]th mo[re] pain and diffic[ult]y t[ha]n the last ti[me] I wr[ote]. The heavy 

rain contin[uin]g w[e]nt d[o]wn at 4 1/2 and ask[e]d my fath[e]r for his phaeton to 

fetch A-[Ann] ho[me], st[aye]d talk[in]g d[o]wnst[ai]rs till off at   at 4.40 and at 

Cliffhill at 5.5. A-[Ann] h[a]d n[o]t been t[he]re, w[e]nt to Crownest. She h[a]d 

been look[in]g ov[e]r old pap[e]rs all the day b[u]t w[a]s just ready to co[me] 

away. Off at 5.10 and ho[me] at 5.35. So[me] whi[le] w[i]th my fath[e]r and 

Mar[ia]n, dress[e]d. A-[Ann]  w[e]nt L  to my a[un]t at 6. Wr[ote] the first 18 lines 

of t[hi]s page. Din[ner] at 6.20, s[e]nt off my let[ter] to ‘Mrs Lawton, Claremont 

house, Leamington Warwickshire’. Coff[ee] w[i]th my fath[e]r and Mar[ia]n 1/2  

h[ou]r till 7.40, t[he]n look[in]g ov[e]r A-s [Ann’s] old pap[e]rs t[ha]t she br[ou]ght 

fr[om] Crownest for ab[ou]t an h[ou]r. More cop[ie]s of wills, Mr Caygill’s gr[ea]t 

gr[a]ndfath[e]r to A- [Ann] and wh[o]se d[au]ght[e]r Ann Caygill marr[ie]d sir 

Ja[me]s Ibbotson [ correct spelling is Ibbetsen] B[arone]t and Mrs Charlesworth’s 

will +   [cum aliis]. Wr[ote] the last 8 lines till 8.50. Till 9.50 r[ea]d fr[om] page 15 

to 55 Philip on the Vit[a]l funct[io]ns 20 min[utes] w[i]th my a[un]t til 10 1/4 at 

w[hi]ch h[ou]r F 50° fine b[u]t dullish morn[in]g, rainy aft[ernoo]n fr[om] ab[ou]t 

2 1/4.

[ashethehedgehog]

OKAY U GUYS LMAO TY FOR THE ASKS <33333 I’ll do ygo for all the letters here! It’s long so I’ll put it under a read more! So dive on in for some talk about my writing and puzzleshipping fics! (Also some snippets I posted below so wink wink)

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

Not like directly, but I definitely put some of my influences into them. Like Yugi wanting to be a knight in The Beast Within was 100% because I used to want to be a knight lmao. 

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Ohhh off the top of my head? Gosh mmmm. Okay so off the top of my head there’s this one scene in an AU I’m probably going to abandon actually, so it’s kinda ehhh to show it now and tease u all like this lmao, but I did really enjoy writing the interactions between Yugi and Atem in them, so I’m going to put one of those for this! I just like the way they butted heads and Atem refused to relent, but then so did Yugi so they just tip toed around each other looking for the weak spot while referring to ‘the pharaoh’ as if it’s someone else and not Atem lmao. For context, it’s from an AU where everyone is an anthro animal, felines are considered the high ranking ones, spotted cats (Yugi’s species) is endangered and highly revered, Atem is a lion.

“You’re under the protection of the pharaoh, and as such are to remain in the palace where said effect can be carried out.” Atem answered as dully as he could manage. It seemed to work, as Yugi’s expression dropped.

“That order can be extended and revoked by the pharaoh himself should he wish. Do you think the pharaoh realises that? I wonder…” Yugi clicked his tongue, a thoughtful hand tapping his chin.

“I believe the pharaoh wishes for the spotted cat to remain within the palace walls, where he would be safest. I wonder if he realises that he could have servants fetch anything he needed from the city.”

“He wants to go look at what the city has to offer. With his own eyes, not those of servants not belonging to him.”

“You have your own staff I have assigned to you.”

“They’re not loyal to me.”

Atem paused, finally giving his full attention to Yugi. So that’s the kind of game Yugi was playing today. It seemed he had slipped up, however, and Atem wasn’t beneath taking advantage of this blunder.

“You question the good intentions of the pharaoh, who has given you his place as residence while asking nothing of you?” Atem tsked, turning back to his scroll, attention slipping from Yugi. He knew that would irritate the little cat, and sure enough, Yugi gave a soft growl in warning.

“I do not question the pharaoh, only wonder if he remembers whether or not he will honour his agreement.”

“What agreement?” Atem rolled his eyes.

Yugi pushed off the desk, slamming a hand down on the table, tail lashing angrily behind him. “You cannot keep me locked up here, pharaoh. Protective rules or not, if I leave, you cannot stop me.”

“No, I can’t,” Atem responded calmly, adjusting the scroll in his paws. “But you lose my protection if you venture into the city. You go alone.”

"I will be going into the city, pharaoh. And you will provide me with the necessary guards."

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

I tend to write random scenes around as I get inspiration for them, but mostly I write it chapter by chapter to keep it consistent! But if I’m in a slump, I write scenes that I had the motivation to work on, even if it’s for like three chapters ahead. I did this a little with my Big Bang fic because I had a deadline and needed to be working on it lmao. Fun fact tho, The Living Daylights I started off with the opening scene from chapter nine! Yeah nine chapters in right crazy ahaha, but that was what inspired the AU! xD

H: How would you describe your style?

I dunno? Semi-decent descriptions enough to understand locations and a fuckton of travelling montage work and fighting scenes. I couldn’t tell u dude I dunno my own style lmao.

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

Sure, why not! So my list of fics I’m currently writing are:

Prince and King on AO3

Dragontaur AU/ Opportunities in Unexpected Places on AO3

The Demon Prince Yugi and Knight Atem AU, which will be my next multi chap fic after PaK is done.

A naga!Yugi and vampire!Yugi AU that I’m writing, buuuuut they’re both for my smut blog, where I post them exclusively, and I’m not going to move them to AO3 either soz (anyone is welcome to IM me for the link to the blog, but it’s on private so access is message only lmao).

Magic AU, which u can find some snippets of here! I don’t plan to take this further than a longshot, even with the potential for more there, I just don’t have the time for another fantasy AU world to build rn lmao. But I hope to have something of this to share soon!

Lion Atem, which I gave the snippet of above, where they’re all anthros. I never wrote much for this, and although I liked the concept, I don’t think I’ll work on it anymore. Maybe I’ll post the 6K I wrote just as a ‘read if u want but don’t expect more pls’ kind of thing. But yeah, at this stage this one is p much discontinued because I don’t have the time to work on it. 

And that leaves Elf King Yugi, something that has definitely been on the back burner for MONTHS now (ever since Trial and Error, so u do the maths lmao) which I have written a fair amount for, but need to do some serious plot work before I consider doing more. Since there is a chance I’ll continue to work on this one tho, I’ll post a snippet here!

"You know the council isn't going to like this Yugi. You're in for a long and dangerous fight with this one."

"I know Anzu- you don't need to treat me like a kid." Yugi scolded her with a quick frown.

"I'm just warning you. Be prepared to argue into the night."

"I am- believe me." Yugi groaned, a hand rubbing his forehead as if to still a headache.

Yami tittered at the edge of the room near the door, unsure if he should interrupt what looked like a conversation (or argument) between friends.

Luck wasn't (or was) on his side though it seemed, as Yugi took that moment to crane his neck to where Yami was standing, his eyes lighting up. Yami suppressed a groan as he waved him over. Yami stepped lightly, his steps hesitant as he approached the two.

"Oh wow Yugi is this him? Your narcissism is showing with this one." The girl’s eyes gleamed with something predatory, like she was sizing up how long Yami would last in... Something.

"Would you please stop saying 'this one?' It implies I do this frequently- which I don't." Yugi said, shooting Yami an apologetic look. "This is Anzu- she works at the castle here-"

"You forgot to mention I'm your best friend." Anzu said in a sing song voice. Yugi shot her a look this time.

"Yes, and you're my annoying best friend." He turned back to Yami. "She's going to give you your tour, alright?"

Yami nodded. "Where are you going?"

"I have to go to court today. We'll see each other later, my dear Yami." Yugi smiled at him, reaching out to pat his shoulder as he passed him, disappearing out of the room.

Yami turned back around to immediately jump in surprise.

Standing way too close for comfort in front of him was Anzu. She had a wild grin on her face, like she knew a secret Yami didn't.

"Well well Yami. Looks like it’s just the two of us for the rest of the day." She practically purred.

"Uh... Okay... Should I be worried?" Yami frowned, not liking the glint in her eyes. It's like a maze of demons here, Yami observed. You turn away from one only to find another.

"Not at all," Anzu hummed, patting Yami's shoulder. "We're all friends here I assure you. Yugi wants me to take extra good care with you. And I must say- I can see why. You're a keeper."

"A keeper?" Yami's frown deepened, and he suppressed a sigh of exhaustion. Just what have I gotten myself into here? He was beginning to seriously regret his decision to break the elves' border seal now.

"Never mind." Anzu waved him off, trotting over to the door only to swing back around, her hand on the handle. "You coming? Yugi wants you to see the castle."

"Oh, right, of course." Yami muttered, following Anzu as she made her way out into the hallway.

"Alright, first things first- unless Yugi gives you public permission to travel around, don't go anywhere without an escort, okay?"

"Why? I'm not a kid." Yami scoffed.

"Mmm, technically you are to a lot of these folk. Most of the population in the kingdom are elves, and they tend to be a lot older than they appear."

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?

LMAO YEAH REALLY WISH I DIDN’T HAVE TO WRITE THE REST OF PRINCE AND KING BUT WELP IT’S MY FIC AND I’VE COME THIS FAR SO I GOTTA FINISH IT RIP. I just reaaaaaally crave the day I can slap a COMPLETED on it :’’’’D

O: How do you begin a story–with the plot, or the characters?

The plot! Mainly because fanfic so the chars already exist lmao. I usually start with one thing that catches my interest, and work out from there. Sometimes my AUs start from dreams, like Demon Prince started because I had a dream Yugi was a demon in jail trying to seduce Atem to come work for him so lmao there u go. 

P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would call an “architect” or a “gardener”? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)

I’m much more of an architect, because without a decent plot written out in front of my, in like a chapter by chapter format, I will easily lose motivation and focus because I won’t have a ‘oh yeah that’s what’s happening next!’ sort of thing. It helps with building up foreshadowing and stuff too for me. The stories I try to ‘gardener’ for I guess are the ones that often don’t see tumblr or AO3 lmao. AKA u will never hear of them because I have a few lmao.

Q: How do you feel about collaborations?

Interesting question! I suppose it depends what kind! I like collaboration ideas, in fact my first multi chapter fic The Living Daylights was a collaboration in ideas between me and my pal Ren! But I still wrote the entire thing lmao. I guess I like to have control over the writing for style consistency, but I think tackling the entire concept with another writer would be fun! I’ve never tried to write something with someone else so I dunno how that would go!

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

[kinda nsfw] INNOCENT PURE YUGI MUTOU WHO MUST ALWAYS BOTTOM FOR ATEM BECAUSE ATEM IS SEX GOD AND YUGI IS VIRGIN WHO KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT SEX. Listen nothing rustles my JIMMIES more than that that troupe which is EVERYWHERE in puzzleshipping. I don’t understand why it’s so popular??? Like, this isn’t to say Yugi 100% CANNOT bottom because he totes can! But of ALL the puzzleshipping I’ve ever read that involved smut, especially in multi chapter fics, Yugi topped like... once, maybe??? ???? That’s SO MANY fics where Atem almost NEEDED to top. It kind of feels like people were too scared to write it at times? Like some stories I could totally see it either way, but it was ALWAYS with Atem topping, always. I don’t really understand why people are so against Yugi topping in puzzle but auuuugh I just wish there was more of it u know? Like if I want top Atem material shit man I got hundreds of fics for that, but top Yugi? Man, I can list them on my fingers...

Long story short ppl shouldn’t be afraid to let Yugi top pls. I’m not saying he ALWAYS HAS TO TOP, but more of that than Atem always topping would be real nice? A nice mix instead of everything seemingly so bias would be cool? Sometimes I want top!Atem, and sometimes I want top!Yugi, isn’t that the same for everyone lmao. Like they’d totes switch it up all the time so why is there so little for top!Yugi? The mystery of my life lmao. Let Yugi Top 2k17.

X: A character you enjoy making suffer.

Probably Atem, sorry to the kid but he’s the one who ends up suffering the most in my fics opps. I think there’s like ONE fic where Yugi suffers more maybe? The rest is all like nope lmao soz bro but ur the punching bag ahaha.

W: Do you like more general prompts, or more specific ones?

(this is the one I picked myself lmao) I like really specific ones! I like to know exactly what I’m writing, and unless I get a burning idea in my head I’d rather do (not often) I’d prefer prompts that give me more to work with, or at least more detail than like a one line simple prompt lmao. 

[stealikeanartist]

@eroshiyda Yet another pleasantly surprising request! One case of fishy love, coming right up. 

Undyne wouldn’t have even noticed her huddled up in the corner of the waiting room if she didn’t fidget so freakin much. Once Undyne was aware of the lizard monster’s presence, she adjusted herself in her seat in order to keep the pale yellow lump in her line of sight. Since losing her eye a few weeks back, Undyne had been trying to break herself into the habit of always keeping her opponents on the side of her good eye.

That included the monster on the opppsite side of the line of chairs against the wall.  She just sat there, folded in on herself like she was trying to force herself to get smaller. At first Undyne thought the girl was aimlessly twiddling her thumbs, but upon closer inspection, she saw that she was tapping away at a phone that was partially hidden beneath her hunched figure.

Undyne tapped one of her sharpened nails against the arm of her chair. Where the hell was Asgore? He was supposed to meet her five minutes ago.Once Undyne noticed the fiddling and the tapping of claws on keys, she couldn’t un-notice it. It burrowed into her ears and made her skin itch. She scratched absently at her arms, then her ears, and then stopped herself just in time from scratching the puffy lump of flesh where her eye used to be. But goddamn it itched.

She tried to think of literally anything else. Swords. Punching. Punching something with swords. But the tapping and the fidgeting had already crawled under her skin. Sometimes she would meditate under the freezing, endless pounding of waterfalls, but compared to this torture, that was a pleasant shower.

Come on Undyne, she thought. You’re supposed to be invincible. Unbreakable. Badass.

A pleasant walk through Asgore’s garden.

Tap tap tap.

Making crappy spaghetti with Papyrus.

Click. Click click.

A perfectly executed stab right into-

Tap tap. Click-

“Nnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaagh!” The growl grew from somewhere deep in Undyne’s chest and emerged as a snarl. The lizard monster jumped in her chair with a small shriek, finally revealing her bespectacled face.

Undyne shoved her chair back as she stood; the force of it left skid marks on the polished tile. She crossed the distance of the room in two strides. The yellow monster gripped onto the sides of her chair for dear life, shrinking her head back until only her glasses could be seen peeking out from the collar of her lab coat.

“Could you-” Undyne started. She clenched and unclenched her hand, digging small cuts into her palms trying to find the words. “Could you just-” Her gills opened and closed at double time with rage-fueled adrenaline, and her facial fins flared wide.

But seeing the pathetic lump of lab coat and scales in front of her knocked her pride down enough pegs to make her lose her thought. She huffed out of her gills, her facial fins drooping.

 Trying to regain her cool, she asked “So... what are you?” She gestured to the lab coat. “Some kind of scientist?”

The lizard’s head slowly emerged from the fold of her coat like some sort of yellow tortoise. “P-pardon?” Before Undyne could respond, the monster had already started stammering and fidgeting with the buttons on her coat.

“O-oh, because of m-my c-coat.” She laughed nervously, sweat pouring from her forehead. Undyne didn’t even know that reptiles could sweat. And what was with that stutter?

“Um, n-no. I m-mean yes.” She adjusted her glasses and took a deep breath. “Actually I-I was j-just hired not t-too long ago to be the r-royal scientist.”

Undyne crossed her arms. “I see.” She didn’t even know such a position existed. She guessed even nerds needed a leader. “So you’re here to see Asgore, too, I assume?”

“W-well yes. B-but don’t worry, m-my appointment isn’t f-for another-” she whipped out her phone and checked the time. “-th-thirty-four minutes.”

Undyne had barely opened her mouth when the other monster started up again. “I-I know I’m early, b-but I didn’t w-want to risk being l-late to my f-first appointment. You know, y-you can get s-stuck in traffic, o-or the f-ferry could break down, or you c-could get hopelessly lost, or have th-the wrong time, or g-get mugged by theives-”

She wiped at the sweat on her face with her sleeve.

“-and then y-you get fired f-from a job that you just g-got, and you g-go into debt, and you have t-to live at the dump b-because (let’s f-face it) that’s wh-where you belong anyways and…” She trailed off, her eyes still spiraling into some twisted hypothetical that Undyne couldn’t possibly imagine.

Undyne glanced to the side, waiting for the questionably insane girl to come out of her awkward trance. When she didn’t, Undyne launched her hand out.

“Well, I’m Undyne,” she said. “Current captain of the Royal Guard.” Probably soon to be ex-captain. That’s probably what this whole meeting was about. She couldn’t blame Asgore: who in their right mind would want a one-eyed soldier?

The scientist stared at Undyne’s hand for a moment like it was some sort of exotic slug. She awkwardly took it, and as Undyne expected, her hand was dripping with sweat.

“Oh, I kn-know who you are,” she said. “You’re k-kind of a legend wh-where I’m from.”

Yeah. A legendary failure, maybe.

“I’m A-Alphys. O-or Doctor Alphys n-now, I suppose.”

Her gaze drifted to a spot on Undyne’s face. Undyne broke the handshake, but the doctor’s eyes lingered on the spot.

“What are you gawking at?” Undyne asked quietly.

“H-huh?”

But Undyne knew exactly what the doctor was looking at. It was the same thing everyone stared at. It was the first thing they saw now. The only thing they saw.

“What?” Undyne leaned closer, and the doctor flinched. “You never saw someone with one eye before?” Undyne knew it was pretty gruesome to look at, and that’s exactly why she shoved it closer to the doctor’s face.

“Oh g-god, I’m so s-sorry.” With her yellow skin, the doctor’s blush came out as a bright vermilion. “I m-mean it’s just s-so fascinating, from an a-anatomical viewpoint, I m-mean. I d-didn’t mean to stare, it’s j-just a b-bad habit of m-mine to want to c-collect data and m-make observations-”

“Would you just come out with it already?!”

The doctor froze. Undyne was sick of all of the dancing around the matter. Nobody ever said what they were really thinking. They were all cowards. They could never say it to her face.

They could never say that she was broken.

They didn’t have to.

Undyne waited for more stuttering. For the slap of an insult. Perhaps the sweet satisfaction of someone exploding on her for once.

“It’s just so cool.”

What?

Undyne looked down into the doctor’s face. Behind the foggy lenses, her eyes were...sparkling? How was that even possible?

For one frozen moment, the doctor had stopped fidgeting. That last sentence had been free of stuttering, too. She was being…honest.

Then the moment ended. “Ahahaha o-oh my god that’s s-super insensitive of m-me.” She took her glasses off, cleaned them, put them back on, and repeated. “I m-mean I’m t-totally sorry it m-must be r-really hard and extremely p-painful I m-mean…”

Undyne only stared.

“I’m s-sorry,” the doctor squeaked.

Undyne picked absently at her scales. Her face suddenly felt super hot. “Nah…” she said. “It doesn’t really hurt.”

Actually, it was, in fact, extremely painful. Even a gust of wind across the scarred tissue would send her nerves screaming. Living in a place like Waterfall was a nightmare: with winds and rain and icy gusts coming from the West and bursts of intense humidity coming from the East. She would parade around all day, battling with the urge to cover the sensitive lump with her hand. The moment she got home she would rush to a mirror and meticulously inspect for sand or dust that she was sure was there.

“Not much, anyways.” Undyne’s scales were suddenly very fascinating, and she couldn’t stop picking at them. But when she spoke, it was directed at the doctor.

“I was thinking about getting an eyepatch.”

One beat went by, and the doctor said nothing. Two beats. Undyne dared to peek up at her reaction.

The doctor’s mouth was agape, revealing a (sort of cute?) overbite. If her eyes were sparkling before, they were filled with stars now.

“That’s so badass.”

Undyne laughed. It was a nervous laugh at first, and then it was a laugh that she couldn’t stop. It was as if doubt and tension was stored as hot air and could only be released through laughs.

When it was finally all out, Undyne collapsed into the chair next to the doctor. It was her turn to fidget. “So uh, I feel like a total dope,” she said. Actually she felt like a complete and utter jackass. “But, uh, what’s your name again?”

The doctor smiled for the first time. “Alphys.”

Undyne gazed up at the ceiling. “So...you think the patch would be a good idea?”

The doc-Alphys nodded so vigorously that her glasses came loose. She readjusted them.

“Undyne.” Undyne looked up to find Asgore standing in the doorway. She bolted upright. The big guy sure could be quiet when he wanted to.

“I deeply apologize for being so late,” he said. He caught sight of Alphys. “Oh, good to see you again, doctor. I hope the two of you were able to get acquainted.” He swept Undyne into the doorway and started to shoo her down the hall. “I am afraid I will be a little late for your appointment, as well.”

Undyne couldn’t make out the words to Alphys’ stuttered response, but she realized that, after awhile, the stutter kind of grew on you.

Asgore and Undyne walked down the hall towards the throne room. “Did you get the chance to meet our new royal scientist?” Asgore asked.

“Mhmm,” Undyne mumbled. She touched her cheek under the missing eye. What kind of eyepatch would Alphys think is the coolest?

She felt Asgore nudge her in the ribs, and even such a gentle movement threw her off balance. “What?” she asked

Asgore just wiggled his eyebrows down at her.

“Asgore, oh my god.”

“I did not say anything.”

Undyne suddenly remembered where she was. “Asgore, are you firing me?”

“Firing you? Heavens no.” He placed a gentle, furry arm around her shoulders. “It’s time for our monthly tea, remember?”

Oh. Duh.

Badass, Alphys had said.

Yeah, Undyne thought. I am badass.