#benedict 001

[narilily]

WHO: Nari & @beck-hartman

WHERE: Halloween Masquerade

WHEN: October 28, 2023

As someone who lived, breathed, and loved fashion, this was like Christmas: people wearing beautiful outfits that they had put so, so much thought into, and really making them special in their own way. And Nari, she was just happy to be around them all. Holding her skirt up as she stepped carefully through the already dewy grass into the garden, she started down one of the paths, looking up when she realized someone was heading in the same direction. "Don't mind a little bit of company, do you?"

[joshlane]

WHO: Josh & @beck-hartman

WHERE: Railway 5K

WHEN: November 18, 2023

"Looking forward to this?" Josh asked as he looked over to the person next to him, recognizing Benedict Hartman easily. "I feel like no matter how early I start to prepare, it always sneaks up on me, every year," he laughed, stretching one arm across his chest, and then the other, letting out a relaxed breath. "But I think it's going to be a good run this year."

[jaceeverett]

"I was thinking less adventure, more picking up a ph--" he cut himself off and let out a laugh, "well, maybe google the phone number of the bee keeper. I don't really know if there even are phone books anymore," not the way there had been when he was a kid and needed to look up a number. Although if any town was going to have phone books laying around… it probably would be Merrock, with that small town mentality and all. "I actually probably do have access to bee keepers in the visitor's center," he nodded. "I haven't had to deal with any rogue bees nests yet this year." And hopefully, he didn't have to any time soon, either. "Tell me about it," he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. Twenty years away meant a lot of the town he knew like the back of his hand just wasn't the same anymore.

"It's kind of frustrating when you know you have a good idea, and you just need people to listen to you, isn't it? Especially someone with your genius, of course," he conceded with a teasing smile. But Beck did have some good thoughts on the world. Jason thought that anyone with half of a brain would agree with him, at least if they knew what was good for them. "Does it, though? Or does the delusion just make it hurt worse when we realize how wrong we were?" Jason tilted his head back with a laugh, then, shaking his head, "you know, I'll take it. I'm embracing forty."

"So adventure to find a beekeeper?" He suggested, which sounded way more fun than figuring out how to just Google it without seeing weird, kinky bee shit or actual science. "I wish we had someone who worked out in nature all day, I bet he'd have a connection," he teased because he had to, it was low hanging fruit. Even though he'd just got back, it was so tempting to just grab a bag and go. He'd only scratched the surface of the world, but like Jace said, timing. He had plenty of it. "Yeah, guess so. It has been nice to see everything and everyone again, there's even been some changes which is cool," he agreed, even if he still would head out tomorrow for another trip, he did plan on coming back. Even ships had anchors and harbours.

"People really should listen to me more, I've got some good ideas," he joked because if you didn't laugh about it, it was just kinda sad. The right thing was usually pretty easy, especially when it came to how to treat people. "Keep it positive and it hurts less when they kill us," he laughed. Making a face, he thought about it for a moment, "that's a 40 year old response instead of an 80 year old, so take that if you want it."

[lionprotected]

@benedictmd

it  felt  like  each  day  was  getting  longer,  each  shift  more  tiresome  than  the  one  before,  less  &  less  time  spent  at  home  with  his  son,  more  &  more  time  at  work  -  or  out  on  that  piece  of  shit  bike  that  broke  down  more  often  than  not,  dragging  back  some  poor  sod  taken  out  of  their  time  &  dumped  into  the  modern  beauty  they  called  theirs.  he  wasn't  meant  to  work  this  weekend,  he  was  meant  to  be  home.  with  his  heat  coming  up  -  he'd  felt  it  eat  away  at  him  all  week,  he  really  shouldn't  be  out  on  his  bike  right  now.  at  least  outside  of  the  barrier,  humans  wouldn't  smell  him.  the  only  goddamn  upside.  he  just  hoped  the  person  he  was  meant  to  find  wasn't  that  kind.  he  didn't  really  want  to  be  dealing  with  an  alpha  when  he  felt  irritated  to  begin  with.

it  was  sunday  when  he  got  to  the  location,  fucking  sunday.  elias  told  him  he's  a  day  out  …tops.  make  that  3  fucking  days  instead.  none  of  that  helped  his  mood,  really,  so  when  he  got  to  the  abandoned  barn  elias  told  him  was  where  the  marker  had  been  most  for  the  past  week…  his  mood  was  …sour  at  best.  some  may  even  say  foul.  no,  it  wasn't  his  heat  influencing  his  mood.  he  was  just  ..  pissed  off.  gun  out,  because  last  time  he  got  fucking  jumped  by  a  wolf,  he  neared  the  place,  steps  slow  &  careful.  "hey,  you  in  there?  i  know  you're  probably  confused  an'  …  maybe  even  scared…"  fuck,  why  did  it  smell  like  alpha?  no  fucking  way.  just  his  goddamn  luck.  "i'm  here  to  help,  alright?  you  speak  english?"

[victoriousfidelity]

"I owe you a debt of gratitude for rescuing me from that particular conversation, Mr Bridgerton."

one line starter for @truepoet

[himbovillains]

        —- BENEDICT gets attention from ANTHONY -— sent from this meme (x)

when benedict enters his room, he would be absolutely forgiven for thinking that a thief had broken in. the window is wide open, cold air filtering in and fluttering the ornate curtains that decorate the opening. and sat, on his bed, is an unusually out-of-sorts anthony, who looks up at his younger brother through a fallen fringe and long lashes.    ‘ i didn’t know where else to go. ’    the slur that tinges his words is unmistakeable, tarring them with the brush of inebriation and lending anthony the air of a man who is very much drunk.

[benedictmd]

"omegas don't need to speak for themselves," he answered with a smirk, crowding the lithe thing easily, he was not to be challenged, not when this one so clearly knew what it was good for... "they need to listen, and spread their legs when told. has no one taught you that?"

he laughed, it did not surprise him. it was disappointing to see what alphas allowed to happen in the time that had passed from his own, a waste, but all the best for him. knowing he'd be able to put this one in their place, just like he would teach ryan his.

the smell of the omegas body preparing itself for him, getting him ready to do what he was born to. addictive. this place was below him but, it would do for a quick thing with an omega that desperately needed the touch of an alpha. so damn lost, they were, without a strong grip to guide them.

"then you found it," he responded gravely, staring deep into his eyes. "get on your knees, it's where you belong." he said, letting him cup him, but making it clear this was not going to go his way. "then you may take out what you've gagging for, boy."

if he was already wet, he could only guess what would happen once he took out the thick cock that would soon ruin him. he knew all too well the power of an alpha cock, the overpowering smell, the hunger it awakened. perhaps the boy would drool too, he couldn't wait.

the young witch licked his lips and smirked as the man called him out, saying he did get how it all worked, but the playfulness and confidence in his approach was quickly betrayed as the alpha's hand hooked beneath his chin; making the boy tilt his head back to look up at the alpha as he spoke; making iain blush. "i--" already stumbling over his words. "like i said, i have self control. i'm not that desperate." yes, in fact, he was but there was a bit of truth to his argument. he wasn't that desperate for everyone.

he was, however, quick to contradict himself. saying whatever he thought the other wanted to hear, or what might rile him up, all so he could get what he was after; all so he could be used by some alpha he didn't even know the name of. he might have thought he was clever, or in control, but in all reality this approach of his was a bit dangerous.

unfortunately that only excited him even more.

"what, not used to omega's having a sense of humor or being able to speak for themselves?" he was teasing, of course, but there was a bit of a challenge to his tone. "maybe that's why i approached you in the first place," he added on, his blush darkening a bit as he watched the other look around with what appeared to be disappointment on his features. "i've been here a few months and figured out pretty quickly that the alpha's around here aren't worth shit," he spoke boldly, and lied. "i could tell you weren't like them when you first walked in..."

there was more he was going to say, he had a habit for running his mouth even when he didn't need too, but as the alpha's hand found it's way to his neck his ability to speak momentarily vanished as, instead, he offered a pathetic whimper; already starting to produce slick as he was led through the room towards the bathrooms. so much for not being that desperate.

"i know what i'm doing." iain finally responded as they stepped into the bathroom, the door closing behind them with a soft thud. finding his ability to be bold again, he reached out and let his hands flatten against the older man's chest; pressing against him for a moment, feeling the muscle, before slowly sliding down his torso so that his right hand could cup over the front of the man's pants while his left lingered at the clasp of his belt. "maybe i like getting into trouble."

[loregoddess]

001 Wrightworth and 002 your girl Anna Pascal from TriStrat!

wrightworth (the most ship duo of all AA):

when I started shipping it if I did: I guess after I watched the first game? No that's not quite right, more like after I finished watching the second game. I was like, "Ah, I understand why this is a popular ship now" after the first and then was like, "Yeah this tracks" after the second.

my thoughts: Wholesome ship, I totally get the appeal (the ship's actually a QPR in my fleet, but I'm not bothered by others shipping romantic wrightworth at all)

What makes me happy about them: I dunno, the dynamic works so well. Phoenix and Edgeworth saved each other, they believe in each other, they're always there for each other--they're just a feel good sort of duo for me.

What makes me sad about them: Nothing really? I mean, sure the entirety of the second game is a low point in their relationship, but it's also so interesting from a writing perspective because like, these two would not have gone into the future games with the bond of trust they eventually come to share w/out the events of the second game so like *gestures wildly*. I know a lot of fans headcanon/theorize that the time between 3 and 4 was also a rougher time (although I have my own set of headcanons/theories about this blank timeframe), but again, there's something about weathering the tough times together and coming out stronger that I enjoy seeing in any sort of fictional relationship arcs.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Hmm, I don't think I have really any other ships for either of them outside of the main one. They have great platonic dynamics with a lot of characters, but nothing that my brain goes "ah, a QPR or romantic relationship!" about

My happily ever after for them: Retired, living together, supporting Trucy's career, tending a nice small house and rewatching Steel Samurai while giving advice to the younger lawyers in their spare time. Probably show up to guest lecture at Themis more often than not, do mock trials for the students there.

who is the big spoon/little spoon: They take turns, but Phoenix likes being the big spoon more often than not.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Binge-watching Steel Samurai, Edgeworth critiquing the spinoffs while Phoenix plays devil's advocate as a joke, although probably they have little mock court battles for the silliest things. I headcanon Phoenix as an ex-theater/vis. arts double major and Edgeworth had a "formal" upbringing, so sometimes they go to galleries or live theater performances too (silly little discussions about the art/shows they see like, ALL the time).

Anna Pascal (my girl...):

How I feel about this character: Love her, love her, lover her. My MVP who was first to hit the lv. 30 cap bc I used her so often in battle, but also just one of my overall favorite characters in the story.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Uhhhh..................actually no one, now that I'm thinking about it? I know Milo x Anna is somewhat popular (as popular as can be in a teeny tiny fandom like TriStrat), but I see them more as enemies to weird coworkers. Although when I realized that both Anna and Avlora were orphaned by the same war, part of my brain wondered what it would be like if they talked/interacted and stuff, and that sort of "what if they talked" question once led to a crackship for a different game, so who knows. If my TriStrat obsession comes back maybe Anna x Avlora will turn from a "wonder what would happen..." to full "welp, guess I have a weird ship now"

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I think Anna has a good relationship with all or most of the House Wolffort people. Obviously her weird familial relationship with Benedict is of endless fascination to me, and I think she has something of a familial relationship with Erador and Archibald as well. I think she gets along very well with Serenoa (and eventually Frederica and Geela) too. Weird coworker with Milo, but the two eventually become weird friends. Accidental mentor figure to Trish and Rudolph and is so confused by this. Accidental parental figure to Decimal. Accidental older familial figure to Quahuag, and he still visits her even after being reunited with his mom. Not entirely sure how she ended up with the giant found family, but isn't complaining.

My unpopular opinion about this character: Honestly I dunno if I have any? Small fandoms sometimes mean there is no "wildly popular" opinions or headcanons to actually go against, because everyone is doing their own thing while also being respectful of their fellow fans, and that's how the TriStrat fandom feels on this site at least.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I want to see Anna's conversation with Benedict after her second character story so badly (I still have not played/watched the extra story that got released, so for all I know she does talk with Benedict finally, but until I do play the extra story I'm to sit here and wonder about her weird and wild familial situation in silence).

my OTP: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

a headcanon: I think Anna is very good with children, and probably helped take care of all the kids Serenoa took in during the war. Wildly popular with all the kids in the Wolffort demense. Acted as something of a babysitter, sort of older sister figure to Serenoa as he was growing up. Is a bit baffled by the fact that even teens who are Going Through It (re: Trish and Ridolph) gravitate towards her and think she's cool. Also, I think she got the scar on her face falling out of a tree when she was a kid, but refuses to tell anyone who doesn't already know about the scar's origin, because she knows it makes her look more intimidating and she wants that edge as the official Wolffort spy. Also, also bc I actually have a lot of headcanons, I also think she gets mistaken as younger than she is like, constantly. Partly because she is Very Short, and partly because she has the "age well" genetics. Milo simply did not believe they were almost the same age when Anna finally told her, and it took everyone who knew Anna when she was a kid to confirm that she is in fact in her early 30s. Trish and Rudolph switched from "oh, we're the same" to "holy shit, teach us your ways" as soon as they figured out Anna was not an older teen or early 20s-adult, which was slightly better than the two of them thinking Anna was also a delinquent since they respect her even more now, but she's still a bit ?? about the development.

[aesthetics-for-harry-potter]

Moodboard of a Ravenclaw potions professor.

Face-claim: Benedict Cumberbatch.

Requested by: @001-side​

[firstbcrn]

he turns on his heel at the sound of his brother's voice, brow furrowing for just a moment before it smoothes out into a more relaxed expression. an unexpected arrival indeed, and it seems that the both of them have decided to cut their sojourns short in favour of returning home. ‘ so long as i rank above colin, i shan't take offence to that statement. ’ he's mostly joking as he says that.

his own hand settles on benedict's shoulder in return, giving it a light squeeze, before he lets it drop back down to his side. ‘ ...i must say, i am equally surprised to see you, brother. i had heard from mother that you'd absconded yourself away to the country. what made you return? ’ a fact that she hadn't exactly been pleased about if her tone had been anything to go by. though he hadn't pushed her further on the subject, he had rather gotten the impression that she would have liked her second-born son to stay in london, if only to debut him on the marriage mart. after all, with three successful marriages in the family, is it any wonder that she's angling for a fourth? // @va1keus

@firstbcrn liked for a starter.

His trip to the country had done him so good and already he missed the fresh air and the sound of birds singing by his window in the early hours of the morning. But Benedict wasn't unhappy to be back home, he'd missed his family - though they tested his patience on occasion. As he stepped out of the carriage and back into the Bridgerton house he greeted the doors men and then several of the maids before he made his way up the stairs.

His luggage still in hand he spotted the back of his brothers head, only able to tell them apart by height. " If it isn't my second favourite brother, " He teased as he approached and clapped a hand down onto Anthony's shoulder. " I did not expect to see you home. "

[genlites]

Czar Number: 000

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[himbovillains]

why do i feel like i've missed something?

whatever colin had brought back from his latest travels, it’s bloody good. he doesn’t think that he’s ever felt so relaxed in his life, and that’s saying something, given the amount of disquiet that had been thrumming through his mind as of late. he’d called it hashish but benedict couldn’t care less about the name. he'll no doubt have forgotten it by the time that morning rolls around. all he cares about is the way that he feels right now and it is... incredible.

colin has long since abandoned him in favour of going inside, leaving benedict laying alone in the dewy grass, watching the stars pass overhead. he hears eloise’s voice before he sees her and his head tilts backwards to look at her. viewing her upside-down makes him want to laugh. his eyes play tricks on him in the dark and make her look like she's an oil painting that's beginning to melt. but he holds it together and just grins widely at her instead. ‘ hello, sister. ’ he offers her the cigarette, which has been smouldering between his fingers. ‘ a gift from faraway shores. i believe, now that you are eighteen, imbibing such a gift should be allowed. ’ // @nurturesmind

[moonsample]

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[medxplorer]

Nanotheranostics

The term “Theranostics” was first coined by John Funkhouser (PharmaNetics) in 2002 for developing diagnostic tests that were linked to the application of specific therapies. It is a new promising medical paradigm that synergistically utilises therapeutic and diagnostic capabilities of agents for diagnosis, drug delivery or therapy and therapy response recording. The “theranostics” field has emerged to develop more specific, individualized therapies for various diseases by combining diagnostic and therapeutic capabilities into a single multifunctional agent. It is evolved from an urgent need for rapid diagnosis and treatment of life-threatening diseases such as cancer. In addition, It will speed up the development of personalized medical treatments that are more specific to consumers’ needs to address current drawbacks such as improved prognosis and reduce dose-dependent toxicity or side effects.

 A typical theranostic system is generally comprised of three parts as follows.

A targeting theranostic agent: Directs itself to a molecular target on the surface of a cell or tumour.

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References

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2. P.D. Sawant, Nano-Theranostics for cancer management. Nanoscience, Nanomedicine & Nanobiology Journal 1, 001

[cragsnow]

benedict's grin is infectious, and felix can't help but mirror it. ‘ proud, i think, is the better option, ’ he says decisively, with less of a slur to his words than benedict might have. the habits that his friend feared gaining were already well-bred within felix, a product of years of grief that have weighed heavily on his temperament. what man wouldn't be irrevocably changed by the loss of both his parents and his wife in such close succession? what man wouldn't turn to alcohol as a coping mechanism when it has provided so much comfort in an otherwise uncomfortable world? he doesn't share this with anyone. in fact, he wouldn't even know where to start. the wounds run so deep within him that ripping off the bandages now might cause him insurmountable damage, and he doesn't want to risk it. not when he's only now beginning to feel the most stable that he has done in years.

his arm finds its way around benedict's shoulders and he pulls the taller man into a side hug, head tilting upwards so that he can speak into benedict's ear, to be heard over the music coming from the musicians in the corner. ‘ we've not had occasion to drink like this in a long while. are we celebrating something? or perhaps commiserating? ’ not that he needs any kind of excuse. benedict could invite him drinking on the basis that it was a tuesday, and felix would readily agree.

it was reckless - he knew that well enough. indeed, he could practically hear his brother's voice, heavy with disapproval at the state he would no doubt return home in... he had already overindulged more than once this week, already nursed his sore head with the hair of the dog... a voice inside him whispered caution - too much of this and indulgences would become habits... but the trouble was, his sober hours - idle, empty, and purposeless - were haunted by disappointment. by the resounding sense of failure that still weighed heavily in his chest. his efforts at the royal academy had come to nothing. and how could they not? his very presence there was based on lies. on bribery. oh, he did not blame anthony. not really. not anymore. but his honorable intentions had left benedict at sea. if he could not succeed on his own merits, what was he good for?

and so felix, his old, reliably debauched friend, had proven a godsend. a vessel for distraction if ever there was one. he was always ready to go to the club or to a less than respectable party - and, most importantly, he would not pry. so benedict ordered another round of drinks and clapped his friend on the shoulder. " you're still standing! " he said with a grin, eyes already slightly unfocused with drink. " should i be concerned or proud? "

𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 -> @cragsnow

[goatsghost]

okay so far we’ve got 001:

number two:

numbuh 3:

four:

five hargreeves:

and eleven:

how many number names are there ?