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yr-obedt-cicero · 2 years ago

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Did James and A Junior not get along? What's their whole deal?

There seems to have been strain between the two, heavily on James's side. There aren't many signs of the two starting this sort of rivalry in childhood, but when you consider the way the children were usually grouped into two or three kids when traveling or attending school, and with James and Alexander not being too far from each other in age; it is likely constantly being shoved together may have started some bitter feelings—In 1795 when the family moved back to New York, the boys enrolled in Bishop Moore's school for boys on Staten Island, [x] and later Alexander was then likely transferred to Tod's school in New Utrecht with James, during 1800. [x]

But the only moment one can actually definitely pinpoint when their clashing started was - according to James - when their grandfather, Philip Schuyler, died in the November of 1804. And James claimed to have had to help his mother with their finances by himself since Alexander was “was away from home attending to his commercial affairs”;

It was my good fortune to have almost the entire care and management of [Elizabeth Hamilton's] affairs. The elder son, Alexander, was away from home attending to his commercial affairs. I remained at the Grange with her as long as she remained there, attending to the cultivation and household, and after her father’s death I became useful in collecting her rents and selling such parts of her property as her needs required.

Source — Reminiscences of James A. Hamilton

James was a bit young at the time, only being 16 years old and hadn't even graduated yet. General Schuyler's death was also salt in the wound for the family that was still grieving the death of Hamilton, so it must have been a large amount of responsibility and heartache for James to take up at such a young age. James doesn't describe much as to where Alex was, or what he was doing; but he was likely taking on his lessons and jobs, as he had graduated near Hamilton's death, and letters to and from Eliza showcase his eagerness to leave the nest, and even small implications of misbehavior (Check out @theelizapapers for more information). Eliza evidently being saddened by this as she was finding it hard to let her children go so soon after Hamilton's death. Which may have also played a part in James's resentment towards Alexander for repeatedly only caring about himself when Eliza was in a depressed state of grieving.

James claims Alexander was busy with commerical affairs, which might have been his work in a commercial house—as just a few months prior in August, King mentions to Clarkson; “Mrs. Hamilton having written to Mr. Cabot to endeavour to procure for Alexander a situation in a respectable commercial house, Mr. Higginson has readily consented to take him; and until a suitable family can be found to take Alexander as a boarder, Mr. Higginson will receive him into his own family.” [x]

In fact, James seems to bash Alexander a little more in his memoirs with a petty undertone as these certain details come up unnecessarily;

I was moved to go on this expedition, first, because I felt it was my duty to show a readiness to risk something in support of law and order; second, because I wished to give this public demonstration that I did not concur in the views entertained on this subject by my brother Alexander, who was one of the Vice-Presidents of the Park meeting, and lastly, because I desired to be in a fight to know how men do and how I myself would behave on such an occasion.

Source — Reminiscences of James A. Hamilton

The brothers seemed to have contrasting political opinions that likely fueled their resentment, James was a loyal Jacksonian with a close partnership with Andrew Jackson, and Alexander was a Calhounite who supported and corresponded with John C. Calhoun (Way to disappoint your father, guys). When James was assisting Jackson and Van Buren with work on a speech that preached to get rid of the Bank of the United States, it appears Alexander sent a letter to Biddle warning him that the permanency of the Bank was in danger, who unfortunately, didn't believe him at first;

However, a week later, Nicholas Biddle was warned by Alexander Hamilton, jr., 27 November 1829, that the President would speak against the Bank in his message: “I have long had an anxious solicitude for the permanency of the Bank of the United States,” he wrote, “and it is consequently a source of deep regret that I understood the renewal of its charter is to be unfavourably noticed in the President's message.” Mr Biddle refused to believe the warning. He replied the next day: “The rumor to which you allude,” he said, “I have not heard from any other quarter, and I believe it is entirely without foundation. My reason for thinking so is that during a recent visit to Washington from which I returned on Thursday last, I had much conversation of a very full and frank character with the President about the Bank, in all which he never intimated any such purpose. On the contrary he spoke in terms the most kind and gratifying towards the institution—expressed his thanks for the services it had rendered the Government since his connection with it, and I look to the message with expectations of the most satisfactory kind.”

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Alexander Hamilton, jr., was a supporter of John C. Calhoun—his brother James A. Hamilton, a supporter of Andrew Jackson. But it is a reasonable conjecture that the first brother got from the second the news of which he warned Nicholas Biddle.

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James A. Hamilton says that he was called on to help President Jackson with this message and that in the draft already written the Bank “was attacked at great length in a loose, newspaper, slashing style.” He says he advised that the subject be omitted, but the President declared himself to be “pledged against the Bank.” He says the President told him a little later that in attacking the Bank he disliked to act contrary to the opinion of a majority of his Cabinet but could not shirk his duty. At the same time, Hamilton says he was asked to work out the details of Jackson's “proposed National Bank,” which was to be “attached” to the Treasury and to have the “Customhouse a branch.”

Source — Banks and Politics in America: From the Revolution to the Civil War, by Bray Hammond · 1991

Additionally, according to The Hamiltonian Tradition in the United States, 1804-1912, when James was writing in the newspaper advocating for the use of black regiments against the Confederacy, Alexander offered to volunteer and lead one. Although he was like 77 years old, so of course it didn't actually happen. [x]

In Alexander's defense, he was not as deadbeat as James usually claims him to be. In 1833, Alexander used the funds from the sale of The Grange and purchased a townhouse, and between 1833-1842, he and his wife, Eliza P. Knox, lived with his mother, his sister, Eliza Hamilton Holly, and her husband, Sidney Augustus Holly, in New York City, at 4 St. Mark's Place.

But there did seem to be reappearing family disputes between the two, as in the November of 1859, Holly had died a month earlier, and the surviving brothers (Alex, James, John, Phil II) and their respective families were trying to reach a satisfactory conclusion on how to deal with her will. James was angered by Alexander's and his wife's demands, and Phil seemed to have taken the place as a peace maker;

I hope you have taken measures to prove the will without delay the parton [illegible] by going an address [illegible] will render delay unnecessary. I hope you will sell all the furniture at Auction & Press after distributing the articles bequeathed then, the work is done except so far as refers to your payment to Alex & wife during their Les Interest on $7000 as to that if he should talk to you about security altho he has no right to it tell him I will be security for you or that you will purchase an annuity to him & his wife of $420.

Here is a man who has the audacity to ask his brother who is Executor to give security for the luckful perkmen of [illegible] when he was administrator squandered the Estate leaving a larger debt unpaid and his to be prosecuted. Such impudence be excused. How all much forgive but not yet forget. Let me know if I can be of use to you (...).

Source — James Alexander Hamilton to Philip Hamilton II, [November 1, 1859]

It seems grudges were still being held. To make matters worse, Holly seems to have been the one to hold many of her father's papers after her mother passed, and during this family arrangement Alexander Jr had taken off with some of his father's documents without any explanation. As Phil expressed his annoyance with this when in 1859, Phil created a calendar of letters written by his father that Holly had been holding. Each description is of a letter, but one to Alexander Hamilton from Sarah Alexander, Lady Stirling, dated the 26th of June, 1801, Phil remarks that it had been; “taken by my brother Alexr Hamilton from the house of my sister E H Holly immediately after her death without any colour of right or authority.” [x]

I've made plenty of analysis and theory posts about why Alexander seems to have been so negligent and arrogant towards his siblings, but I'll summarize them by saying that Alexander was likely insecure and felt he wasn't suited for the role of head of the family. Even when it was most traditional for the eldest son to take up the spot, Alexander was nowhere near prepared to take on such a heavy responsibility after his eldest brother died, his sister became mentally impaired, and his father's unfortunate death too. Not to mention, Alexander seems to have felt as though he constantly needed to prove himself worthy of being Hamilton's son, and likely prioritized his career and name over his family's situation due to such. And there is the whole deal about Eliza claiming James was Hamilton's favorite son (While living with Alex Jr too), [x] which would have been considerable if true as Hamilton seemed to have taken preference for James over Alex after Philip's death. An interesting note if Hamilton was truly just valuing the eldest to be prepared to take on the family mantle, but instead found James more promising than Alexander.

Anyway, hope this helps!

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leclerc-s · 11 months ago

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i did something bad - part ten

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kashifzzub · 1 year ago

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Was the universe bound to arise from nothing?

In the book titled A Universe from Nothing: Why There Is Something Rather than Nothing, atheist Lawrence Krauss made some startling claims that the “laws of physics” explained how our universe could have arose from nothing, without the need for God. He claims “The laws themselves require our universe to come into existence, to develop and evolve.” His arguments are based on the works of Alexander Vilenkin, on which he has published many papers and written a book titled Many Worlds in One

A similar claim was made by the physicist Stephen Hawking in his book titled The Grand Design where he wrote “Because there is a law such as gravity, the universe can and will create itself from nothing. Spontaneous creation is the reason there is something rather than nothing, why the universe exists, why we exist.”

When Krauss and Hawking say the laws of nature or “a law such as gravity” explains the origin of the universe, they refer to the whole mathematical superstructure of quantum cosmology, the universal wave function, the Wheeler-DeWitt equation, and current ideas about quantum gravity. They also assume that the laws of physics cause or explain specific events, including the origin of the universe.

Dr. Stephen C Meyer analyses this claim in his latest book titled Return of the God Hypothesis: Three Scientific Discoveries That Reveal the Mind Behind the Universe. He points out that there are several problems with these claims

Dr Meyer starts by critiquing, what he calls as “imprecision in thought and makes what philosophers and logicians call a “category mistake.”

He gives the example of a billiard ball of some given mass bashing into another billiard ball. He says that while the equation describing the interaction, law of conservation of momentum (m1v1 + m2v2 = m1v’1 + m2v’2) accurately describe the interaction, and helps us make predictions, the equation, does not cause the second ball to move. It is the movement of the first ball and its coming on contact with the second, that caused the second ball to move. The law only described the interaction.

He points out that a similar problem exists with Krauss and Hawking’s claims. He writes

A similar, but even deeper, confusion attends Krauss’s and Hawking’s claims about the law of gravity—expressed as a mathematical equation. The law of gravity does not cause material objects or space and energy to come into existence; instead, it describes how material objects interact with each other (and with space) once they already exist. The law does not cause gravitational motion, nor does the law have the causal power to create a gravitational field, or matter or energy, or time or space. The laws of physics describe the interactions of things (matter and energy) that already exist within space and time.

This confusion, running all through Krauss’s work, brought me back to an idea that I had critiqued years before in my PhD thesis. There, I showed that causes and scientific laws are not the same things. Causes are typically particular events (or sequences of events) that precede other events and meet specific logical and contextual criteria. Laws, by contrast, describe general relationships between different types of events or variables. Sometimes laws describe antecedent events that do cause other events. Other times they describe noncausal relationships between different events or variables (relationships where one event is a necessary condition but not a cause of some outcome, for example, or relationships involving correlations, not causation). The laws of physics represent only our descriptions of nature. Descriptions in themselves do not cause things to happen.

Furthermore, Dr Meyer goes on to explain that in quantum cosmology, the universal wave function merely describes the possible universes with different possible gravitational fields that could arise from the singularity. He points out that “there are no antecedent “billiard balls,” no physical particles, no energy fields, not even time” that may provide the cause of the origin of the universe. Wheeler-DeWitt equation also represent “purely mathematical realities or physical possibilities” and fail to provide a cause for the origin of the universe.

Some people claim that the process of quantum tunneling explains the origin of the Universe. However, as Dr Meyer points out, that both Alexander Vilenkin and Hawking and Hartle’s model presuppose the existence of a universe and attempts to account for the evolution, not the origin, of the universe. As philosopher of physics Willem Drees has pointed out “Hawking and Hartle interpreted their wave function of the universe as giving the probability for the universe to appear from nothing. However, this is not a correct interpretation, since the normalization presupposes a universe, not nothing.”

Furthermore, explaining the origin of the universe from purely mathematical equations actually have theistic implications. First of all, equations are mathematical entities and mathematical entities are abstract concepts and what we know of abstract concepts is that they always exist in a mind. So the ‘nothing’ of these models, seem to imply the need for a preexisting mind.

Secondly and more importantly, the mathematical expression, called the universal wave function, that they invoke to explain the origin of the Universe, is actually the consequence of physicists solving a prior equation called the Wheeler-DeWitt equation, which has an infinite number of solution, by exerting control on the equation in the form of boundary conditions. They limit the degrees of mathematical freedom associated with that equation to get a universal wave function out that includes a universe like ours. But that is actually modeling a teleological and directed process, in other words Intelligent Design.

How does the equation gets constrained to that it can be solved to produce a wave function that will describe a universe like ours? It gets solved by the physicist choosing specific constraints or controls or conditions to impose on the equation to get the outcome that the physicist want.

So in Lawrence Kraus’s model or in Hawking and Hartle’s model, the universe doesn’t come from nothing. In their model, it comes from math, but the math is only explanatory if prior math is constrained by the physicist to get the answer the physicist wants. That is modeling the need for an input of information to constrain degrees of mathematical freedom by a mind and therefore these models actually imply the need for preexisting mind and preexisting inputs of information into a set of mathematical possibilities, to constrain those possibilities, to get the desired universe. This implies prior Intelligence and the need for a transcendent God for the origin of the Universe.

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ringmyheart · 4 years ago

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Hi! Could you maybe write a love triangle between Jake and Samuel when they were together in Big Deal. Like the s/o is really kind and catches Sam off guard but also has a fiery side which really intrigues Jake? (And maybe Sinu in the background cheering for Jake bc he's biased??) Thank you, sorry if it's too much❤💜

“Hey, are you going to sleep all day?!”

The calf of your foot became a blur of (s/c) when you kicked the kid before you’s chair, placing your hands on your hips. A screeching noise resounded as the legs of his chair jerked to the side a little, and you saw him stir.

At this school, you saw yourself as at the top of the hierarchy. Wether or not everyone else saw you as the same was… questionable, but your gait expressed your feeling of superiority.

So when you saw the new kid, you veiled your curiosity of himself behind a tough exterior, and approached him when you first saw him - which was sleeping at his desk in a classroom - alone. He grunted out a sigh before lifting his head from his folded elbows, and blinked at you from a lowered angle of his head.

Your face went blank. Shoulders rolling back and stiffening pensively, he could see the gears in your head turning while you just stared.

“... What?” He asked after an eternity of silence, watching your expression gradually grow more surprised the longer you ogled at him. He cocked a brow at you. “Well? Did you just wake me up for the fun of it?” He wasn’t offensive, just curious.

You turned on your heel, and shook your hand dismissively, shoulders still rigid. You waved him off as if saying he was off the hook. “Whatever, I’m not leaving you alone because I think you’re cute, or anything, I’m just feeling especially nice today. Consider yourself lucky.” You said, a dead giveaway of your real intentions.

He blinked slowly at your retreating self, lingering on you for an extended amount of time amusedly before he put his head back in his hands, and resumed his sleep. From the other side of the classroom, he could feel your stare fixate on him up until he drifted asleep again; and from behind black eyelashes, (e/c) optics observed the rise and fall of his shoulders before your eyes fluttered to a close as well, and you lost consciousness.

That was technically the first time you met Jake Kim. But the time he finally noticed you, was only moments after.

When you woke up again, rather than seeing a classroom devoid of people aside from the two of you, your eyes flitted open to see a sea of knocked out students surrounding your seat. Your mouth fell agape, and the shock of it all cleared away the sleepiness in your system.

‘What happened while I was asleep…?!’

You lifted yourself up on your elbows with wide eyes scanning the room around you, when the kid you’d disturbed from sleep earlier turned the corner to enter the classroom. He seemed taken aback at the fact that you were finally awake, and leaned against the doorway, observing the room.

“Did you do all this?” He asked. He knew you didn’t - in fact, he had done it, and he wasn’t sure what had become of him when he asked that. He just felt inclined too. Upon seeing him, you seemed flustered, and defensively leaned back, striking a pose with your arm.

“Y-yeah… yeah! This was all me.” You jabbed a finger to your chest in pride, “I’m a pretty tough person, you see. The guys in this school kind of suck, but don’t worry, ‘cus I can take ‘em if they try and mess with you! They basically cower when they see me.”

Why you answered that way - why you lied, neither of you could really say exactly. As soon as the words had left your mouth, you saw him narrow his eyes, before he smiled almost exasperatedly - like you were a hassle in and of yourself.

None could tell why you’d fibbed, but the way you’d ended the sentence was undeniably your bashful declaration of friendship, and “protection” - as though you were an important part of this school, and he took it.

“Okay, I’ll take you up on that. You’ll need to know my name if you’re gonna be helping me out, right?”

You nodded vigorously, and he pulled himself off the frame of the door. “I’m Jake Kim. You?”

“Uhh…” for whatever reason you seemed starstruck, and had to collect your thoughts before finally responding, “(y/n).”

That was how you had officially met Jake Kim, and how he officially met you.

From then on, you were glued to his side. You swore it was the other way around, but it was clear to see you were the follower here. But regardless of who played what role, it was clear as day that you and him were attached by the hip.

It was only natural that, when he joined Big Deal, you followed suit. You followed him everywhere he went - and it was expected you’d go there, too.

And that was the first time you met Samuel Seo.

Technically, the very first time you and him met was when you and your friendship group as well as him and Alexander Hwang had lied about being Big Deal to an opposing gang. You’d furiously insisted that you guys weren’t a part of Big Deal, in an attempt to save your asses, and had a huge ‘X’ over your chest as the other gang approached you all - and when you all had ran from the scene, you were the first to bolt - the others following. It wasn’t much of cowardice, more like knowing how you could take on. You talked big, and seemed airheaded - but truth was you weren’t too dull in your senses. But neither of you noticed each other.

You and Samuel knew of each other, but the first time you really met was after you’d all become a real part of Big Deal, and you were pulled your weight by joining the ladies who worked in the shops lining the street. He was always complaining about how you and the ladies were slackers, and skeptic on whether or not you all actually did anything.

You tended to a clothes shop, and he entered with the air of a boss or CEO coming to inspect how well you were working. He had clearly came in ready to accuse you of doing nothing, and with somewhat good reason, as when he entered the clothes were unkempt and you were idly hanging around.

A dress had fallen from a hanger on a rack, and he eyed it, before turning to you. “Do you do anything in here?”

You crossed your arms across your chest with a ‘hmph’. “Uhm, yes!” You said matter-of-factly.

Clearly not satisfied with your answer, he gestured to the dress on the floor.

“Then why is this here?”

“What is this, an interrogation?!” You guffawed, “you know, this job is harder than you think! It isn’t that easy.”

He raised a brow as if saying, ‘oh, really?’, before he bent down and picked up the dress in one motion, saying, “you’re right - it isn’t that easy.” Hanging it on the rack, he then turned to you. “It’s this easy.”

He seemed arrogant, knowing he’d proved you wrong. You felt like a shriveled up sponge underneath his stare, and froze. A squeak of embarrassment left you, and the two of you engaged in eye contact for a prolonged amount of time. It had lasted for so long, he began to view his reflection in the black of your pupils, and the silence was only interrupted by your sudden and stifled, “pfft!”

You covered your mouth with your hand, but that couldn’t hide your chuckles, or the way your shoulders hopped up and down humorously. He blanched.

“What in the world is so funny?”

“I don’t know,” you smiled, “something about you is just funny.” His demeanor was still cold, but you had began to warm up, like melted butter. The edges of your lips turned upwards naturally, taut into a smile by strings of glee, and your smile ran all the way to your eyes. Samuel’s shoulders slumped, and he seemed somehow offended.

Taking a step closer to you, he glared at you. “I’m not funny - I’m the new leader of Big Deal, and your superior.”

You kept your giddy expression. “No - you’re funny, and inviting, aaaaaaand my friend?”

Samuel Seo was always conviniently good at separating beauty from the person. When he saw a pretty girl, or a handsome guy, and liked them - they were beautiful, but he separated their looks from the person. But the source of your beauty came from your person - and you weren’t beautiful, but beauty became you. His eyes widened a fraction at what seemed to be a proposal of friendship, and he blew air out of his nose frustratedly, not sparing you another glance as he left your little shop. You watched his leaving form with a delighted countenance. And that was how you and Samuel Seo truly met each other.

When it came to the receiver of love, it could be hard to tell if someone was expressing camaraderie or wanting of something more. However, from an outsiders’ perspective, it was rather easy to pick up on - and in this case, that outsider was Sinu Han.

There was a look of adoration like no other in your eyes when you’re in love, and that twinkle of endearment was in Jake’s eyes every time he turned to you. The smile on his lips formed itself when you were near, chatting away at him endlessly, and he would merely nod and listen - absorbing your words with a contented look. Like being with you was living a long, fulfilling life in every conversation.

You were crouched on the floor and spooning at the Chinese food from one of the shops in the neighborhood when Sinu’s line of vision spied Jake approaching you, and he grinned, recalling what he was like young and in love - and deciding to give Jake a push, quite literally.

Sinu’s hand pressed against his back, his foot shifting in front of Jake’s to force him to fall. His expression grew panicked as he fell, and a shocked cry left him - causing you to turn around just in time to readjust yourself further back - albeit not back enough. He tumbled down atop of you, one hand breaking his fall and keeping him levitating over you by your head, the other by your lower body.

“Ah - sorry,” he apologized flatly, like his voice and the need to talk was forgotten, the two of you staring at eachother intently. You nodded, mumbling an “it’s okay” plainly, eyes darting back and forth to match his. His face blanched, and then grew red, and the stammer of words lost as soon as they met your lips was your tell of flustered ness. You’d get up - had his hands not caged you on the floor, and you just engaged in eye contact until Sinu slapped him on the back encouragingly.

“Atta boy, Jake!” He said teasingly, simpering. “I didn’t know you were so interested in (y/n). But get a room!”

This seemed to break your shared trance, and he pulled himself up off of you cleanly. “Sorry, (y/n),” he apologized, sending a glare to Sinu behind him, who gave him a non-discreet thumbs up. He could say Sinu tripped him and let you know he didn’t fall on top of you, but that could risk revealing his feelings if you inquired why he’d tripped him over you, so he resorted to a little white lie.

“I didn’t mean to fall on top of you. My bad.”

You shook your hand dismissively, “it’s fine, it’s fine. No harm done.” You said, immediately moving onto another topic - inviting him to eat with you, though it was more like you telling him he would, and he nodded an ‘okay’.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll be right back, (y/n).” He excused himself briefly, unaware of the two narrowed eyes following the two of you, who’d seen the whole thing.

Samuel didn’t like the way your name rolled off Jake’s tongue.

He didn’t want to hear it coming from him again.

Samuel had come into your shop indignantly after noticing you and Jake, and sat on the couch by the window without saying a thing to you. When you’d noticed him, you’d greeted him casually, and sat besides him on the couch - noticing two golden knuckle-bracelets caching the light of the sun filtering through.

Absentmindedly, you grabbed his hand and played with the golden accessories, namely the one on his left hand. He hadn’t noticed you pull out a marker with a head full of air when he opened his mouth and began to talk, enjoying the way you fiddled with his fingers.

“Your relationship with Jake. What is it?”

You didn’t pause whatever you were doing with his hand, “we’re best friends. Why?”

He soaked in that information, brooding, pensive. “...” He was hesitant to say what he was going to say next, and whilst the first half of the sentence fell out of his mouth his eyes drifted to your hands and his, “and what are w- are you coloring my ring with marker?”

You snapped up at the furious tone in his voice which he kept controlled, filtering it through hard and impactful words forced out through gritted teeth. Immediately your hands stopped, and you recoiled a bit. “Is that- bad…? I thought it was just a little accessory…”

His brows furrowed downwards angrily, “of course it’s bad, this is a knuckle ring! It’s for fighting! What opponent is gonna be intimidated by someone with a knuckle ring which says-“ he paused to read whatever you’d wrote on his knuckle ring with squinted eyes, “-which says (y/n)!”

You shrunk back into yourself. “Does it wash o-“

You didn’t get to finish your sentence as he began to rub against the marker, the ink not budging. “No! It doesn’t!”

You seemed to be consumed by guilt, “I’m so-“

“Being sorry doesn’t do you a thing.” He cut you off coldly, slumping back against the couch in furious thought. You could see he was absorbing the situation, and he was breathing heavily in anger - so you just sat silently, lips forming an uncertain line.

After a few breaths, he seemed to cool down - and spying the expression on your face which was ridden with regret, he sighed. “... it’s fine.”

Your eyes widened. “Really? But you were so mad.” You frowned.

“I can always buy new ones if need be. Plus, if I have someone’s name on my ring… it makes my opponent think I have a significant other, or something and it-“ he coughed awkwardly, “well, it makes it seem like I have someone to fight for. And that makes me seem all the more dangerous, right?”

You chuckled, the sun pouring in highlighting the side of your face and bedecking your smile, your hands clenched into fists at your knees, still shaken from his small outburst. “... You know how you’re always going don’t interrupt me to people, and hate being talked over?” You asked, standing up to look over his sitting person, “well, you interrupted me, you know. Twice. While you were yelling.” You had a cheeky, playful grin, “what a hypocrite.” You were clearly joking, the sun setting you alight.

He blinked slowly at you, before chuckling. “... You’re right. I did.”

Specks of dust became stagnant under the sun’s glare, making the scene between the two of you dreamy, and time felt like it had come to a standstill. The clock stopping for you two.

He grabbed your hand which rested at your side, and lifted it to the side of his face. “You get two free hits, then,” his eyes never left yours despite his movement, “you can hit me twice.”

You leaned in closer to him, crouching slightly. “No, I don’t want to do that,” you said, trance-like.

“I don’t hit people when I’m mad.”

That was a direct critique to his ways and habits, and he seemed hypnotized, both of you luring the other closer. “Oh? Then what do you do when you’re angry?” He asked, leaning in. You mirrored the action.

“You wouldn’t get to know right now, because I’m not angry at you.” You said.

“Then what are you at me?”

Your noses nearly brushed against each other, and your eyes nearly blinked close in unison before you pulled away abruptly, tapping his nose. “You’ll never know.” Like the teetering push and pull of waves on an ocean against a boat, you and him got closer and farther with each interaction, and it felt like the next time, the boat would rock forwards, and be submerged by the waters entirely.

—

“We’re both in love, so I should be the leader of Big Deal. I’ll follow more closely in your footsteps.” Samuel’s words were unconvincing, and Sinu Han blinked languidly, amused.

“You’re in love?” He said, as if hadnt been able to tell already. Samuel felt superior to Jake in this, it felt like him and Sinu had something Jake didn’t - but unbeknownst to him, this feeling was just as close to Jake as it was to him.

“Well, watch out - because you’re not the only one.” He chirped, and Samuel paused.

“... What?”

The incentive to hate Jake had never burnt so passionately, and Sameul let his words process in his mind before he formed a response. “Jake may be in love with whoever, but as for me, I’m in love with someone who’s in love with me as well.” He felt there was a sense of kinship between him and Sinu thanks to this, but the man wasn’t moved.

“Being in love has nothing to do with being a leader. If anything, it makes it harder, wouldn’t you think?”

Samuel’s hands balled into fists at his sides. “I have something Jake doesn't - isn’t that enough?! I’ve bested him in this. I’m one step closer to you!”

Sinu shook his head with a dry laugh. “Don’t get too cocky about that - what you’re prideful about is gonna end up being your downfall.” Sinu has no idea how right he was.

Samuel’s lips formed a frown as Sinu began to walk away, cutting off the conversation abruptly, but he still felt a sense of superiority to Jake.

Jake had everything. Sinu’s favoritism, Samuel’s rightful dad, but what Jake actually wanted Sameul was sure was his - and he wanted it, too.

Jake Kim had everything Samuel Seo wanted - besides you. (At least, that’s what HE thought).

Upon the arrival of Goo and Gun, and the rush to gain money fast, time with you wasn’t as often as before. The rest of Big Deal, unaware of the relationship growing between you and Samuel, weren’t giving you any leniency when it came to the need for money - and pressed for you to do whatever it took to gain come cash, ethical or not.

This pressure for you to pull your own weight was carried on behind your back, too. Since it was unbeknownst to them of your budding relationship with Sameul, there was the illusion of free speech when it came to anyone not immediately present. Two nameless faces talked of you whilst you were absent, facing eachother.

“Does (y/n) do anytning? I get the ladies don’t do much, but they’re barely pulling a few cents in weekly. They’re either a horrible salesman, or just slacking off twenty four-seven.”

“They really need to start earning their keep…”

One of the two gossiping of you chortled, “the only way they could finally catch up to how much they need to make is if they whor-“

A face suddenly planted itself between the two, obstructing their view of eachother. Both swallowed dryly at the familiar intervener. “Samuel-“

He smiled uncharacteristically sweetly, a saccharine tug on his lips that was sickeningly artificial. “Who are you two talking about?”

“Uhh,” they struggled to find the words, but one of the two gossipers gulped down and grew the courage. Surely he felt the same - they saw the way he talked about the ladies behind their back, and what they should start doing to earn money, and surely you were no exception. “(Y/n). They run the clothes shop that barely makes anything.”

The lines on the edges of his lips twitched. “What were you saying just no-“

“Oh, we were just talking about how they need to start earning more. Maybe selling into pro-“

THUD

With a pained cry, one of the two bad-mouthers hit the floor; looking up with a wince to see Samuel’s fist clenched where his face one was. A brass knuckle coated his fingers, another one on his resting hand displaying a name engraved.

Your name.

“One. Don’t interrupt me.” Samuel sent them a glower. “Two. Never say (y/n)’s name again.”

It was that day he realized he truly hated your name falling off anyone’s lips but his. His smile was long gone, an indifferent look now across his facial features.

From that day on, Samuel Seo gained two quirks - of sorts; he hated people interrupting him.

And he hated people saying your name.

In his frustration, the next time he was offered a break, he chose to utilize it to the fullest - and visit you.

The small walk to your shop wasn’t time consuming in the slightest, and he was there in an instant. But he wasn’t greeted by the sight of you, alone, tending slowly to the clothes and hanging an assortment of shirts and tops on hangers. Instead, he came across you. And Jake.

Laughing.

He should’ve known - for whatever reason, he’s thought differently. Maybe it was the sunrise always entering through your large glass display which made his thoughts blurry and incoherent, or the way he didn’t dwell on unpleasant things when around you that he wasn’t able to realize you didn’t only ever smile like that to him. He’d convinced himself it was reserved for him, but you playfully judged Jake’s shoulder and batted your eyes, and he drew a conclusion which was far from correct. He thought the two of you were in love. But now, it was glaring at him in the face.

You were in love with Jake.

How he came to this decision for you, who knows - but the first thing that came into his mind when he saw how you and him looked at eachother in this sunset was love, and he told himself that was the case - the truth. Like a drug, love drives you crazy; and when divided into three, it’s a natural-born killer.

He felt betrayed, for whatever reason. You hadn’t promised Samuel Seo a thing, and yet it’d felt like that day in the pretty sunlight you and him had given eachother your lives. It felt like it was staring him in the face the whole time - of course you loved Jake; you guys were friends for longer. Sinu Han cheered him on in his pursuits of you, and it seemed blatant now that Samuel reflected on it. He wondered if Sinu cheered Jake on because he knew you liked him, or if he just liked Jake better.

Whatever it was, he realized one thing.

Jake Kim had everything Samuel Seo wanted.

In a fit of anger, and confusion, Samuel scouted the nearest girl in the vicinity - the one wearing a leopard print over a pair of overalls, with a short hair cut. His hands gripped her shoulders, and only one thought ran through his mind as he did what he did next - he wanted to make you feel as bad as you’d made him.

He wanted you to feel just as betrayed.

And then, his lips met hers; with a struggling gasp from her. The action was dramatic enough to draw the attention of you and Jake, and you froze in place, shoulders rising in shock. A million emotions swirled in your eyes at once, and your brows arched upwards sadly, like you’d come to a horrible yet uncertain realization. Your mouth still formed a small frown as it fell open.

“Samuel-“ your hands reached out to him despite being afar, like you wanted to wrap him into your palm and close your fist on him. “-what are you doing…?”

From the tone of shock and utter confusion in your tone, it was clear that you both had believed you had something going on between the two of you - to Jake’s chagrin. He narrowed his eyes at Samuel and angry lines formed between his eyes.

Your voice was like a hand which pulled him off from her, and Samuel stood to full height - the girl he’d kissed stumbling aback in surprise, and huffing angrily; turning tail the other way. You were too focused on Samuel to notice how the kiss wasn’t even consensual, and when he locked eyes with you, he leaned back tauntingly.

“What?” He asked, tone as cold as ice.

“I thought we were…?” Your expression was indecipherable. He laughed humorlessly.

“What are you talking about?” His eyes squinted at you, jeeringly. “You think I’m just tied down to you-? It’s just like my dad said. A real man loves his ladies.”

By your side, you could feel Jake go rigid; and his lips formed a scowl briefly. The words he hated, which were directed to his mom, someone he loved - were now directed towards you; and he swallowed a sense of dread, which dropped in his stomach like a weight. He wouldn’t let it happen again. Especially not to you - never to you. He wouldn’t let you be told those words ever again.

You wouldn’t be told the words he told her.

Wasting no time, Jake leapt onto Samuel, tackling him to the ground. He grabbed him by the cuff of his collar.

“What the fuck is your problem?!”

A loud smack resounded, and Jake fell to the side when Samuel’s fist collided with his face - his right hand lifted in the after motion. A sick grin crawled onto his face, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, Jake!” He exclaimed.

“You’re no man,” Jake wiped the specks of dust which collected at the side of his mouth from impact with the floor with his wrist. Without any hast, Samuel climbed on top of him and a series of thuds revertabrated from below him as he sent punch after punch rolling to his face.

Jake’s arms crept up along the sides of Samuel until they landed on his torso, and he flipped the two so that he was on top of him. From behind, you could see drops of blood fall from Jake’s face, and felt a fear instilled in you.

“What?! You’re fighting me to defend that whore?” Samuel asked with a laugh. “Well, whatever! Enjoy my sloppy seconds!”

You were flabbergasted. “But we never-“

“Shut up!” Jake’s fist raised high and came descdending down to Samuel’s face, and you decided you couldn’t stand to watch any longer - wishing you’d had the resolve to do this the moment the two began to brawl.

“I hope the two of you live a happy li-,” Samuel said condescendingly, as if he were looking down on the two of you, and you ripped Jake off of him, him stumbling aback while you bent over Samuel, turning furious eyes to him.

“What’s going on?! What is going on with you?”

Samuel stood to his feet, lifting himself up with a propped elbow, and his hand raised above his head. “Don’t-“

You knew what was coming next, reciting the phrase in your head. Don’t interrupt me. Was he really going to hit you-?

Jake watched with horrified eyes as his hand was brought down to you, and moved to intervene as you braced for impact; yelling a “don’t touch them,” but rather than a punch, he just landed his hand on the side of your face gently. You blinked your eyes open confusedly, seeing the sunset paint his sorrowful smile a despairing orange.

“- interrupt me.” His left hand stayed on the side of your head, and you stammered.

“Wha... what even- what’s with that look?! You just-!”

“I…” he started, a sad glimmer in his eyes, “don’t hit people I like when I’m angry.”

“Wha-“ you were getting whiplash from the sudden change in temper, when a hand wrapped around your shoulder from behind - and you looked back at Jake. He nodded at you, gesturing for the two of you to go - and you spared one last look at Samuel before following Jake, who spared him one last glare before leaving with you.

It was an odd thing to notice, but Samuel’s left fist was unscathed - as was the brass knuckle around it.

You didn’t see much of Samuel Seo after that - and until the end, Jake Kim got everything Samuel Seo ever wanted.

Not soon afterwards, things began to get confusing for you, and in a sudden turn of events, Jake was appointed to be the leader of Big Deal. And despite being up in the hierarchy now and meant to keep his lips shut under lock and key, that didn’t stop him from confiding in you.

“Sinu Han lied about selling Big Deal… and sold himself?” You recited what he’d just told you as a question, and he nodded, watching your eyes straiten in disbelief.

“That freaking bastard! Why not just tell us what happened?” You voiced your frustration, blowing out a steam of air through your mouth. He simply nodded again.

“...Yeah.”

You looked down at your feet, thoughts clearly racing; and he took a chance. The pads of his fingertips lifted to yours, as if testing the waters, and you looked back at him from beneath lidded eyelids. He pushed his hand further, until your fingers intertwined.

You blinked as if asking what he wants to say, and he leaned in a little bit. “... You know, I’d never sell Big Deal.”

You puffed air into your cheeks, ignorant to his serious air. “You better not.”

He leaned in closer, fiddling with his and your fingers. “And you know, I’d never sell myself.”

You were somewhat taken aback by how much closer he was getting, and just hummed in response this time. Taking a leap of faith, he leant in one last inch closer to you.

“And you know… I’d never leave you.”

Then, he closed the only distance between the two of you.

That was how you and Jake Kim finally got together.

—

Years later, rumors floated around that you began to attend J High. Your boyfriend was apparently in Juvie for the time being, and you seemed to be carrying on alright without him.

These rumors weren’t exempt from reaching even Samuel Seo - who was now a part of the workers.

Before him, a student sat. Daniel Park. The interview he was conducting with him was certainly interesting to say the least, and after asking if he’d somehow insulted the bespectacled boy before him, he noticed Daniel’s eyes linger on his name tag.

“Your name is… Samuel Seo?” He asked, and Samuel nodded as a response, hands folded together professionally.

“Yes. Wh-“

He shook his head, as if trying to brush off a memory arising. “Oh, nothing, there’s just this student at my school who’s mentioned you before… (y/n). I thought you were their boyfriend in Juvie from how much they mentioned you.” He smiled bashfully, but Samuel’s eyes went bloodshot. A dark shadow swept across his expression, and Daniel leaned back when Samuel rocked forward intimidatingly.

“Don’t interrupt me. And don’t say (y/n)‘s name.”

The rest of that day, after that mention of your name, Samuel was unusually distressed.

And it felt almost nostalgic to his Big Deal days when a handful of days and nights later, Daniel was before him - the large, taller Daniel, and the two were both in ready positions to fight.

Samuel slid his brass knuckle onto his right hand, his hair falling back into place like how it was styled during his Big Deal days. “Why do you think I’m not getting their approval?” He asked Daniel, “what’s the reason they won’t approve of me? That they both chose Jake?”

Immediately, a punch was sent to Daniel’s face with the hand wrapped in gold, but Daniel got back up. “So, it was a brass knuckle… that thing I saw in that place was a knuckle. I wondered why it had (y/n)’s name on it, but that also let me know it was undeniably yours. I knew it… I’m smart… it’s a good thing… that I…” Samuel watched as Daniel lifted his left brass knuckle, and slid it onto his fingers, your name displayed across the indents in the brass with permanent marker from al” those years ago. “...kept it.”

Daniel continued, “So then, let’s-“

Samuel cut him off. “What the heck. I was wondering where the other one went! Hey, my only other rule around here-“ he grinned maniacally. It seemed like Samuel Seo only had two rules, but it was actually three - three things which you don’t do around or to him.

You don’t interrupt him.

You don’t say (y/n)‘s name.

And-

“-you don’t touch my left knuckle!”

(Unedited)

This ended up so long, I rlly hope it was what you wanted LMAO if it wasn’t go ahead and shoot me another rq saying how u actually wanted it. Thank u sm for requesting!!!! 💘 also sorry of the format is weird, I copy and pasted to tumblr and that oddly enough made the indents in paragraphs wonky...

#Jake Kim x reader #Samuel Seo x reader #Lookism x reader #Webtoon x reader #Jake Kim #Samuel Seo

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saylesspod · 4 years ago

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3/4/21 Recap

Last day before the All-Star break.

On Thursday,

The Heat topped the Pelicans 103-93 behind Jimmy Butler's 29 points and nine assists. The Heat are a problem with Butler. When healthy, they are an easy playoff team.

Knicks' Randle explodes for 27 points, 16 rebounds, seven assists in 114-104 win over the Pistons. Randle let everyone know why he is an All-Star this year. The Knicks are now over .500 heading into the break.

Wizards beat Clippers 119-117. Bradley Beal, The NBA's-leading scorer, put up 33 points after Paul George was deemed out.

Other games

Bucks edge Grizzlies, 112-111. Giannis - 26 PTS, 11 REB, 8 AST | Morant - 35 PTS, 6 REB, 5 AST

Nuggets top Pacers 113-103. Jokic - 20 PTS, 11 REB, 8 AST

Thunder snap two-game losing streak, win 107-102 over Spurs. Gilgeous-Alexander - 33 PTS, 8 AST

Blazers top Kings 123-119. D. Lillard - 44 PTS, 7 AST | D. Fox - 32 PTS, 8 REB, 12 AST

Suns bash injured Warriors 120-98. C. Payne - 17 PTS, 10 AST | J. Poole - 26 PTS

Celtics beat depleted Raptors 132-125. J. Tatum - 27 PTS, 12 REB

Standings heading into the All-Star break 🔽

EAST

1. Philadelphia 76ers (24-12)

2. Brooklyn Nets (24-13)

3. Milwaukee Bucks (22-14)

4. Boston Celtics (19-17)

5. NY Knicks (19-18)

6. Miami Heat (18-18)

7. Charlotte Hornets (17-18)

8. Toronto Raptors (17-19)

Chicago Bulls (16-18)

Indiana Pacers (16-19)

Atlanta Hawks (16-20)

Washington Wizards (14-20)

Cleveland Cavaliers (14-22)

Orlando Magic (13-23)

Detroit Pistons (10-26)

WEST

1. Utah Jazz (27-9)

2. Phoenix Suns (24-11)

3. LA Lakers (24-13)

4. LA Clippers (24-14)

5. Portland Trail Blazers (21-14)

6. Denver Nuggets (21-15)

7. SA Spurs (18-14)

8. Dallas Mavericks (18-16)

Golden State Warriors (19-18)

Memphis Grizzlies (16-16)

NO Pelicans (15-21)

OKC Thunder (15-21)

Sacramento Kings (14-22)

Houston Rockets (11-23)

Minnesota Timberwolves (7-29)

#nba scores #nba #basketball

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sweet-tea-and-tears · 4 years ago

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The Houses as Things My Boyfriend Has Said

Gryffindor

“The lobby code is QMWMQQ...is that how you spell kumquat?”

“Can I have a sword taller than Rosie?”

“Aw, now he’s blooding everywhere.”

“I am a sentient raspberry and I’m here to fuck your bitch.”

“This is why I can’t have nice things. Because Boba Fett kills it.”

Hufflepuff

“Anarchy.” *pushes charging block across table gently* “Fight the power.” *knocks over chocolate milk bottle* “...but like not too much though, that’s a mess.”

“Kiss me through the blanket, you coward!”

“Alexander Hamsterham and his friend French Baguette.”

“This is a free fucking country, I’ll make them laugh if I want to.”

“Rosie, what’s the place with the Amish crack donuts?”

“Big cicada said light go bvvvvvt.”

Ravenclaw

“I genuinely have not been this confused at human beings’ existences for some time.”

“It tastes like somebody near me is thinking really hard about strawberries.”

“I’m gonna eat this...but I am highly offended by it.”

“Turn that rectangular prism down, it’s got too much volume.”

“I’m just perpetually confused about the state of women’s armpits.”

Slytherin

“I’m gonna bash my head in with this bag of lemonade.”

“D’s get degrees and C’s are required for major-related classes. It doesn’t rhyme because it’s just true.”

“Team Skull is a dance crew of spray painting delinquents. They don’t count.”

BONUS

Hufflepuff: “I’m 4′9 and built like a marshmallow.”

Slytherin: “And you fucking terrify me!”

#harry potter #hogwarts #houses as things #quotes #college

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thatqrfanblogger · 5 years ago

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Valentine’s Fic #3 — “Bad Habits”

Hamburr fic (mentions of Burrdosia throughout)

Obligatory PSA b/c this is goddamn tumblr: Smoking bad. Don’t do it. (But seriously, I don’t even do it, I just know people who do.)

He’s never cared for parties. He almost didn’t go to this one, except that one, he needs to schmooze Washington in a context where he’s more relaxed, and thus more likely to listen, and two, he’s been told by his supervisor that he needs to be more of a “team player.” The latter makes no sense to him, because he’s been nothing but agreeable with everyone despite how difficult they’re being and how determined they seem to be to dislike him, but perhaps he’s been playing the wrong game. Well, here he is, at a function that, given the paltry decorations, is apparently meant to be all play and no work, and he’s fucking game.

And yet he is still goddamn losing.

Washington spent their entire interaction distracted and subtly signaling to him that he’d rather be anywhere else, before conveniently being called away from Aaron mid-sentence, one of his teammates dubbed him “the worst” when he tried to make simple conversation, his supervisor told him, “Lighten up, it’s a party,” as if he isn’t aware of that, as if he didn’t show up here for the purpose of showing her that he could in the first place, and Theodosia—

Theodosia’s here with her husband. They’re getting along again. Which he supposes is good for her, even if he firmly believes the man isn’t. A belief he holds because of things she’s told him, not because of his personal relationship with her, he is perfectly capable of separating his feelings from his beliefs, and he told her so himself.

(“That’s part of the problem,” she’d responded, and refused to clarify when he asked her what that meant. Which means he has no means to fix whatever went wrong between them, and he wonders if perhaps that was the real point. Perhaps she’d rather fix things with her husband than with him. (Perhaps she’s right.))

He steps outside for a smoke. Bad habit, he knows, but so is Theodosia, and since she isn’t about to alleviate his stress levels tonight, this will have to do.

“Beautiful night, isn’t it?”

Good God. He’s out here to get away from stress; why is its human form choosing to accompany him out here of all places?

“Good evening, Alexander,” he says, not daring to look, “Shouldn’t you be out there? With your friends?” He tries to keep his voice friendly, but he can’t help the knife that slips out on the word friends. It’s one of many edges Alexander’s gained over him without even trying.

(Not that he doesn’t try. Good God does he try. He tries Aaron’s patience every day.)

“I needed a break,” he says simply, stepping right beside him, unnecessarily close, as he blows out a smoke cloud that mixes with Aaron’s.

“You needed a break,” Aaron repeats, “That’s it? No verbal essay? No six-hour speech? No long, tangent-filled rant about why you needed one and what asshole you happen to hate this hour?”

“Not tonight,” Alexander says, and there’s something strangely somber about his tone, almost pensive.

Hmm. That wasn’t the response Aaron was expecting. Normally he would’ve said something snarky about Aaron’s supposed inability to voice an opinion, as if ability were the same as action. Is there something wrong?

He dares a glance at Alexander, and it’s more transparent when he’s seeing him, seeing the dejected body language, far less energetic than usual, the deep sigh as he exhales more smoke, the distant look in his eyes, reflective, just as the stars reflect off his eyes in turn, the white starlight accentuating the deep brown and—

Aaron quickly looks forward again. As he brings his cigarette to his lips, he feels Alexander’s gaze on him, and tries to convince himself that the hot, uncomfortable feeling in his lungs is just his body rejecting the nicotine, reminding him not to do this again, but he feels trapped in this somehow, in more ways than one.

“I heard,” Alexander says, uncharacteristically slow, “you had a special someone on the side, Burr.”

“Had, yes. Past tense.”

“Ah.”

Breathe in, breathe out.

“So I take it you didn’t bring her with you tonight, then.”

“No,” Aaron says, turning back to Alexander with a hard glare, “She brought her husband, actually.”

“Oh, shit!” Alexander laughs, more nervous than amused by the sound of it, his smile fading when he takes in Aaron’s expression. “Sorry. That… that can’t be easy for you.” His eyes are so sincere, as if he really does feel for him, almost as if he cares about Aaron.

Which is ridiculous. Of course he doesn’t. And Aaron does not owe him any more information. He turns away.

“So what about you? What are you doing out here?” he asks. Not because he wants to know, just because… because. It’s only fair that Alexander share, since he dragged it out of Aaron. And if he starts in on one of his long speeches again, perhaps Aaron can tune him out as usual and they can go back to normal, instead of… whatever’s going on right now.

“Aaron… do you think I deserve to be here?”

That was… more vulnerability than Aaron was prepared for. But well, he is the one who asked.

“Of course.”

“You don’t… you don’t think it’s just because of Washington?”

“Well,” Aaron says, “none of us would be here if Washington didn’t at least tolerate our presence, so he’s certainly got something to do with it.”

“No, I mean— Never mind. Forget it.”

Aaron’s cigarette is burning low, but he doesn’t want to leave, not just yet. He considers lighting another, but he’s not sure if that’s what he wants.

(Perhaps it’s better not to be sure; whenever he is sure what he wants, it evades him. Perhaps it’s better to never want at all.)

Fingers brush against his, and with a start, he realizes it’s Alexander’s hand, dangerously close to his own.

“Sorry,” Alexander says softly, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

He turns. Alexander is staring right at him, like he wants something. Aaron can’t be sure what it is, but his eyes, his eyes pin him with this questioning, curious, and almost desperate look. Alexander is searching for something Aaron isn’t sure if he can give, reassurance perhaps.

(Or perhaps something else entirely, but Aaron will keep that thought to himself, Aaron will get his nerves under control and treat Alexander like the nuisance he is, instead of giving into some bodily reaction that is probably just withdrawals from Theodosia, nothing more.)

“You work very hard, Alexander. Perhaps too hard sometimes, but I do not doubt your dedication. And anyone else who does is fooling themselves.” The words come out stiff and awkward and stilted, lacking his usual smoothness, but he’s doing his best to put verbal distance between them, everything feels too close and too fast, his heart is beating too fast, and his feet are rooted where he stands, gaze glued to Alexander’s beautiful, captivating eyes.

Perhaps he is fooling himself, when he tells himself that this is just about missing Theodosia, that what he’s feeling is nerves, that he hasn’t had the thoughts racing through his head right now, that he hasn’t wondered about this since the moment Alexander tapped him on the shoulder and asked him his name and stared at him with the utmost wonder and admiration, as if starstruck by Aaron’s very presence.

Alexander has long since gotten over his hero-worship, but he sees a glimpse of that look in his eyes tonight, and he can’t look away, can’t help but want to believe he hasn’t gotten over it entirely, can’t help but want.

Alexander looks down and smiles, almost bashful. His hand brushes Aaron’s again, but this time Alexander holds on, laces their fingers together, and steps closer. “Someone said I was sleeping my way to the top.”

“Ridiculous,” Aaron says, trying for a scoff but too breathless to fool anyone, even himself.

Alexander looks up at him again, eyes dark and wanting. “I’ve actually never slept with any of my coworkers before.” His eyes flit in the direction of the party for a moment, perhaps to indicate Theodosia, who’s probably more than enjoying herself with her husband right now, not even thinking about Aaron, but then his gaze returns to Aaron’s and he smiles at him, teasing. “Any advice?”

Breathe in, breathe out. “Don’t get caught.” In, out. “Wait until you’re somewhere far away, where they won’t see you.” Even as he says this, though, he squeezes Alexander’s hand tight, not wanting to let go of this, not wanting to let him go.

Alexander isn’t smiling anymore. “I don’t know if I can do that.”

His gaze is hard. Aaron swallows.

Fuck it. “Me neither,” Aaron says, and closes the distance between them.

When their lips touch, Aaron feels like he can breathe again, breathes in Alexander’s sweat and scent and cologne and whatever the hell he’s put in his hair, which he grabs and pulls with his free hand. Alexander moans and shudders against him, and when his own free hand touches the small of Aaron’s back, it feels like being struck by lightning. Alexander is a strike of lightning, more raw and electric than anything he’s ever touched, and it pulses through Aaron as he moves his hand up his spine, up, up, up, until at last he cups the back of Aaron’s neck.

They catch their breath for a moment, resting their foreheads against each other, when the door slides open.

“You know,” says his supervisor’s voice, sounding amused, “when I told you to lighten up, this isn’t quite what I had in mind, but whatever works.” She laughs, which in turn makes Alexander laugh, and Aaron joins in despite himself.

Aaron turns to her and quips, “I think this might be the most fun I’ve ever had at a party.”

His supervisor laughs again. “Good to hear it. Well, don’t let me interrupt.” She goes back inside.

Alexander breathes in Aaron’s ear, and the electricity courses through him again. “Should we take this somewhere else?”

“My place or yours?”

Alexander beams, eyes wide and shining and smiling along with his reddened, wet mouth. Aaron remembers that they’re still holding hands when Alexander pulls him, and for tonight, Aaron lets him.

(Only for tonight, he tells himself. This is not going to become another habit.)

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Top 10 greatest inventions That Changed the World

Human beings are a nifty little species. Though we have been on earth for a comparatively short period of time (Earth is normally 4. five billion years old), contemporary Homo sapiens possess imagined up and created some amazing, far-out sometimes, things. From the brief moment somebody bashed a rock on the ground to make the first sharp-edged tool, to the very first of the wheel to the development of Roter planet (umgangssprachlich) rovers and the Internet, several key advancements stick out as revolutionary particularly. Here are our top picks for the most crucial inventions of all right time, along with the science at the rear of the invention and how they will come into being.

1- wheel

Prior to the invention of the wheel in 3500 M. C., humans were limited in just how much stuff we’re able to transport over land severely, and how much. Evidently, the wheel itself wasn’t the most challenging component of “inventing the steering wheel. ” In order to come period for connecting a non-moving system compared to that rolling cylinder, issues got difficult, relating to David Anthony, a teacher of anthropology at Hartwick College. “The stroke of brilliance was the wheel-and-axle idea, ” Anthony told Live Technology previously. “But then which makes it was also hard. ” For example, the holes at the guts from the tires as well as the ends of the set axle assemblies had to be almost perfectly circular and soft, he stated. How big is the axle was a crucial factor also, as was it is snugness inside the hole (of course not too small, however, not as well lose, either). The hard work paid, big time period. Wheeled carts facilitated commerce and agriculture by enabling the transportation of goods to and from marketplaces, and also easing the burdens of people touring great distances. Right now, wheels are essential to the lifestyle, present in from lighting to automobiles to generators.

2- The nail

Without nails, civilization would crumble. This important invention goes back a lot more than 2, 000 years to the Ancient Roman period, and became feasible just after human beings developed the capability to cast and form metal. Previously, hardwood structures needed to be built by interlocking adjacent boards a more arduous construction process geometrically. Before the 1790s and early 1800s, hand-wrought nails were typical, with a blacksmith heating a square iron rod and hammering it on four sides to make a point then, according to the College or the University of Vermont. Nail-making machines came between the 1790s and the early 1800s online. Technology for designing nails continued to progress; After Holly Bessemer created an activity to mass-produce metal from iron, the iron fingernails of yesteryear waned and by 1886, ten percent of U. S. fingernails were produced from soft steel wire, regarding the School of Vermont. By 1913, 90 percent of nails stated in the U. S. was a metal wire. In the meantime, the mess a more powerful but harder to- insert securer is considered to have been invented simply by the Greek college student Archimedes in the 3rd century B. C.

3- The compass

Old mariners navigated by the stars, but that technique did not work throughout the day or on cloudy evenings, therefore it had been unsafe to voyage far from land. The Chinese invented the first compass sometime between your 11th and 9th century; it was made of lodestone, a naturally-magnetized iron ore, the appealing properties which they had been learning for years and years. (Pictured is a style of a historical Chinese compass from the Ryan Dynasty; it really is a south-indicating ladle, or Sinan, manufactured from polished lodestone. ) Soon, the technology passed to Arabs and Europeans through nautical contact. The compass enabled mariners to navigate definitely not land safely, raising ocean trade and adding to age Development.

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4- The printing press

The German Johannes Gutenberg invented the printing press around 1440. Key to its advancement was the tactile hand’s mold, a fresh molding technique that allowed the quick creation of large levels of metallic movable type. Although others before him - including inventors in Cina and Korea - acquired developed portable type made from steel, Gutenberg was the first ever to create a mechanical procedure that transferred the ink (which he created from linseed essential oil and soot) from the removable type to paper. With this movable type process, printing presses increased the acceleration with which book copies could possibly be made exponentially, and thus they led to the widespread and rapid dissemination of knowledge for the very first time in history. Twenty million volumes have been printed in Western European countries by truck. Among other activities, the printing press allowed wider usage of the Somebody, which resulted in alternative interpretations, including those of Martin Luther, whose “95 Theses” a document imprinted by the hundred-thousand sparked the Protestant Reformation

5- The inner combustion engine

In these motors, the burning of gas releases a high-temperature gas, which, since it expands, applies a potent force to a piston, moving it all. Thus, combustion engines convert chemical substance energy into mechanized work. Years of architectural by many scientists proceeded to go into designing the inner combustion engine, which required its (essentially) modern type in these half from the 19th hundred years. The engine ushered in the Commercial Age group, as well as allowing the invention of an enormous variety of machines, including modern aircraft and cars. Pictured will be the operating steps of a four-stroke inner burning engine. The strokes are the following: 1) Intake stroke - air flow and vaporized gas are used. 2) Compression stroke - energy vapor and air flow are compressed and ignited. 3) Power heart stroke - gasoline combusts and the piston is pushed down, powering the device. 4) Exhaust system stroke – exhaust is certainly driven out.

6- The phone

Though several inventors do pioneering work on the electronic tone of voice transmission ( many of who later submitted intellectual real estate lawsuits when telephone make use of exploded), Alexander Graham Bell was the first to be awarded an obvious for the electric phone in 1876. His patent drawing above is pictured. Even though many creators did pioneering focus on digital voice transmission ( a lot of whom later on filed rational property legal cases when telephone use exploded), Alexander Graham Bell was the first ever to end up being awarded a patent pertaining to the electrical telephone in 1876. ( His patent drawing is usually above. ) He drew his motivation from teaching the deaf and appointments to his hearing-impaired mother also, according to PBS. He called the initial phone an “ electric speech machine, ” relating to PBS. The invention took off and revolutionized global communication and business. When Bell passed away upon Aug. two, 1922, regarding PBS, U. H. telephone assistance stopped for a full minute to honor him.

7- The lamp

When all you need is daylight, productivity is bound to hours of sunlight. Lights changed the global world by allowing us to be active at night. According to historians, two dozen individuals were a key component in inventing incandescent lights through the entire 1800s; Thomas Edison is definitely acknowledged as the principal inventor as they produced a totally functional light system, including wiring and generator in addition to the carbon-filament bulb like the one above, in 1879. And also starting the introduction of electrical power in homes throughout the burkha, this invention also had a fairly unexpected consequence of fixing people’s rest patterns. Rather than going to sleep in nightfall (having nothing at all otherwise to accomplish ) and sleeping in sections through the entire night separated by intervals of wakefulness, we have now stay up except for the 7 to 8 hours allotted meant for sleep, and, ideally, we rest all of them at once.

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8- Penicillin

Is actually probably the most famous discovery tales ever sold. In 1928, the Scottish scientist Alexander Fleming observed a bacteria- packed Petri dish in his lab with its cover accidentally ajar. The test experienced become contaminated with a mold, and the mold was almost everywhere, the bacterias were lifeless. That antiseptic mold ended up being the infection Penicillium, and over another 2 decades, chemists purified it and created the drug Penicillin, which fights a wide array of microbial attacks in humans without harming the human beings themselves. Penicillin was being produced and advertised by 1944 mass. This poster mounted on a curbside mailbox advised World Battle II servicemen to consider the medication to rid themselves of venereal disease. About 1 in 10 folks have an allergic attack towards the antibiotic, according to the study published in 2003 in the journal Clinical Critiques in Immunology and Allergy; even so, most of those social people go on to be able to tolerate the drug, experts said.

9- Contraceptives

Not really only have birth control pills, condoms and other forms of contraceptive sparked a sexual trend in the developed globe by enabling women and men to have sexual intercourse designed for leisure instead of procreation, they will also have significantly reduced the common quantity of offspring per woman in countries exactly where they are utilized. With fewer mouths to feed, modern families have achieved higher standards of living and can offer better for every young child. On the other hand, around the global level, contraceptives are helping the human population level off gradually; our amount will stabilize by the finish of the century probably. Certain preventive medicines, such as for example condoms, curb the pass on of sexually transmitted illnesses also. Herbal and organic contraception offers been used for millennia. Condoms arrived to use in the eighteenth century, as the earliest oral contraceptive “the tablet ” was developed in the past due 1930s by a chemist called Russell Marker. Researchers are ongoing to create developments in the contraceptive, with some labs even pursuing a male form of “the pill. ” A permanent birth-control implant called Essure was approved by the Drug and Food Administration in 2002, though in 2016, the implant was warned by the FDA would need more powerful warnings to tell users about serious risks of using Essure.

10- The internet

It certainly desires no introduction: The global program of connected with each other computer systems referred to as the web is used simply by billions of individuals worldwide. Countless people helped develop this, however, the person most credited using its invention is the computer scientist Lawrence Roberts often. In the 1960s, a united team of pc scientists doing work for the U. Ersus. Protection Department’s ARPA (Advanced STUDIES Agency) built a communications network to connect the computer systems in the company, called ARPANET. It used a way of data tranny known as “packet switching” which usually Roberts, a known member of the team, developed predicated on the prior function of additional computer researchers. ARPANET was your predecessor of the web.

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61. Marliza from the 150 drabble list please.

61 - They didn’t just find out. They already knew!

A/N: Thank you for your request! (I honestly didn’t mind doing both but there were a couple that did not match up) you have been so patient so thank you @djajfresh 💛⭐️💛⭐️💛⭐️💛 I hope you guys like it (please comment and tell me so!). I’m excited to write Marliza again (second time?).

Warning: mentions of abuse. Please proceed with caution. If this triggers you, read at your own risk.

Eliza giggles as Maria kisses her cheeks. They’re in the middle of bed, reading a book about a pirate queen and a siren*. It’s magical and Eliza couldn’t be happier. Maria knuzzles her nose against her cheek. It’s complete bliss.

Well...for the most part.

Maria’s phone starts to buzz and she deftly grabs it from her side of the bed. She looks at the screen and sighs. She breaks Eliza’s heart as she flips open the phone. “Bonjour, comment ça va?” Maria untangles from Eliza and sits on the edge of the bed. Away so James won’t suspect. Eliza thinks bitterly. It’s only a moment but Eliza can hear his voice, screaming and slurring into the phone. Maria plugs her other ear as she strains to listen. “James, s’il vous plaît...” Maria speaks softly, as if trying to calm a child. Her soft brown eyes are brimming with tears while biting her lower lip. Hearing a defining roar, Eliza sees Maria sag deeper into the bed in defeat. She’s trying not to say anything because this is Maria’s business and not Eliza’s. However... If Maria asked her for her help, Eliza would do everything she could to help. Maria has told her the length of mental drain her ex boyfriend has had on her. It took getting tagged in a blog post for being involved in an affair with Eliza’s ex that gave Maria the courage to fight back—to a point. I was never suppose to fall for you. Eliza’s thoughts race past her as she watches Maria speak in a low hush tone while speaking French. We weren’t suppose to be in love, the world wanted us as enemies. Her realization hits her. Yet, here they are. Months later, intertwined and together. But as much as Eliza wants the world to know, Maria is still fighting her ex. They can’t tell the world until Maria gets protection. At least, until after Maria’s court date. But until then, Maria’s ex has no problem calling and intimidating her. He would have no problem killing her, if he had his way. Eliza thinks as Maria begins to cry. He gets off on scaring her. Eliza watches, feeling helpless to see Maria cry again and again. The dam is breaking and Maria’s tears are sliding down her cheeks. She starts to speak but suddenly his voice is cut and the familiar dial of a deadline. Snapping her phone close, Maria wipes away her tears with her red sweater. She’s shaking and trying to keep in her sobs. Eliza watches as Maria tries to be strong. “Eliza.” Her voice is cracking, her nose is stuffed and her tears are falling. She turns her head to rest her forehead on Eliza’s. “I...I can’t. I don’t think a restraining order will be enough, I—“ Maria starts to panic, her body is shaking. Eliza kisses her cheek, wet from her tears. I will never ever treat you like this, you deserve to be happy, to be loved. She thinks to herself, as she softly kisses a scar on her temple. It’s a long moment before Eliza breaks the silence. “I...can help, Maria. Let me help, Maria. I have the resources so please—“ Eliza can hear herself begging. She didn’t mean to do that but she can’t sit back and watch—Maria kisses her lips, soft and brief. Maria takes a deep breath and Eliza can feel it release physically and mentally. “I...want you to know that I’m thinking about it. I’m not a charity case but I... do need help. And if I don’t get help... he will pull me back in. That is—it’s the last thing I want.” She says with reservation and conviction. Looking into her eyes, Maria traps her with her gaze. Clearing her throat, she confidently tells Eliza with a grin; “I want you to know that you are mine and I am yours. Men say only fools fall fast but they’re wrong. They haven’t met us.” Eliza can feel her smile grow and she can’t help but press her nose against Maria’s. Nodding, she kisses the corner of Maria’s mouth. Maria giggles, grabbing Eliza’s face to pull her into a kiss. It’s bittersweet but full of hope. Several minutes past when they break for air. Maria breaks the silence of taking in oxygen. “I hope one day, we can live normal.” She whispers, her eyes sparkling with hope and melancholy. Eliza grins back and nods. That would be enough.

The thing that sucks about being in a “secret” relationship is she can’t talk to her family and friends about it. She know they don’t care who it is. She does know that they will want to know everything and while she would be happy to, Maria wouldn’t. It’s one thing to get phone calls yelling at you in the middle of the night. It’s another to have it go the next level. Eliza does not mind waiting. What she does mind... Angelica is currently smiling at her, tightly. It’s a squad dinner which means everyone is here chatting up. It’s a tradition that started when she and Alex started dating, mostly to prove to Hercules she can cook. It sort of became a thing ™ and now, it’s a two week ritual, schedules permitting. Despite the fact that she and Alex are no longer a thing, and dinners didn’t happen during the ‘cool off’ period, it’s back on track. It also helps that Alexander was the first one to get back on dating, which inadvertly caused roast sessions.

Speaking of...

“So, Eliza, are you seeing anyone?” God bless Lafayette but his nosiness is something that would put a therapist to shame. Eliza does her best to shrug noncommittal. It’s best to look disinterested and put a face on— she reminds herself. “That’s interesting.” Comes Angelica’s drawl. Her sister looks unimpressed. If everyone wasn’t watching before, they are now. She thinks, as she shrugs at her sister. Angelica raises an eyebrow at her. “Who is she, Eliza?” Angelica does not pull any punches though... “What do you mean by ‘she’, Angelica?” Eliza can’t help but feel bristled. Why does everyone have to poke their nose into anyone’s business? Her thoughts internally groan. Angelica smiles wider, making her look like a predator than a happy sibling.

“What I mean is that I know you are seeing someone. And you snuck her out far too many times.” Angelica points out, smiling like she won the case. Everyone starts talking excited and asking her questions but all Eliza can think about is Maria. They didn’t just find out. They’ve already known! She panics internally. Crap, crap, crap— “So, ‘Liza whats her name? When are we meeting her?” Peggy’s voice interrupts her thoughts. Her younger sister is grinning from ear to ear. Clearly, excited.

Eliza has to stop herself before spilling the beans. If word gets out that she’s dating Maria, there is no telling what James will do. She reminds herself, remembering how she confronted Maria in a hospital while she sported a black eye. Now Maria is getting help, after so much time under James thumb. She smiles weakly at everyone. “We’re still getting to know each other. Besides, she’s pretty busy.” She tells everyone, omitting the fact that ‘yeah you all know her but only by reputation’.

Everyone collectively groans at her response. Alexander turns to her, shaking his head. “Can you at least give us a name, ‘Liza? I want to see what she looks like.” He picks up his phone and looks at her expectedly. She smiles thinly. “Alexander, I’d rather not. You guys will meet her if it turns to that.” She reminds him, who deflates a little.

“Is she ashamed of you?” Angelica cuts in. Her sister does not waste any time. Eliza quickly shakes her head, maybe a little too much. “Of course not.” She protestes. “It’s just that I would like to appreciate her wishes. She’s—“ Eliza starts to explain but Angelica interrupts her. “Eliza, she probably has a criminal record. That or she probably is just using you. Seriously, Eliza you can be so gullible—“ Angelica begins ranting on her but before Eliza can realize, she’s pushing her chair back and standing.

“It’s none of your guys goddamn business. I’m allowed to do things by myself. I don’t need you to tell me how to live my life,” Eliza snaps. Her mouth is moving faster than her brain. “Furthermore,” she levies a glare at Thomas Jefferson, James Madison and Aaron Burr. “Some of you had no problems keeping secrets during my last relationship. Additionally, you guys all had no problem forgiving Alexander for cheating and lying to me once we broke up.” She pointedly looks at Angelica, who’s nostrils are flared. She can’t help but continue, “I’m not dating a crook, I’m dating someone who I really like. She’s going through something and I am trying to respect her wishes. I would hope you guys could do the same. But I guess I shouldn’t expect that when it comes to me.” She finishes, the tension is thick and awkward. She steps out of the chair, and pushes it in. The scrapping of the chair against the hardwood floors is the only sound. She grabs her coat, stalks to the door, opens it and closes it as quietly as she can.

...

She gets home when she feels her face wet with tears. I can’t believe I did that. Her thoughts race past her. She didn’t mean to throw that in their face but seeing how Thomas, James and Aaron all knew and weren’t going to say a thing to her. They only confronted Alex and agreed to keep it a secret.

From her.

The worst part was when after spending time with them and listening to them bash Alexander is she found out after John and Alex started dating. They were too happy to forgive and forget. They also had no problem blaming Maria when Alex was the one who could have said no to her. He knew better and still acted it wasn’t his fault.

❤️Chiquita❤️

ES: Hey

C: Hey!

C: Everything okay?

C: Babe?

ES: Yeah sorry, subway 😅

C: No worries 😘 hey, I got good news!

ES: Yeah? What is it?

C: The judge is doing an early injection. Apparently recording phone convo was a smart idea 😍

ES: Don’t thank me, thank my dad. He’s the one who told me. 😅

C: Still...! It’s thanks to your advice that is speeding it up. ☺️☺️☺️

ES: 😊

C: Hey, do you want to see me? I would love to celebrate with you 🥰

ES: Sure. My apartment?

C: Well, you can come to my dorm but I’m sure my roommate is asleep 🤪

ES: Lol true. How long do you think you’ll be?

C: Maybe 15? Oh wait, you have plans tonight! We can celebrate tomorrow. ☺️

ES: No it’s fine, I want to spend it with you. 😊 it ended early actually

C: 🥰🥰🥰

C: See you in 15 then 😘😘

Eliza smiled. She took a washcloth to clean off her make up and tears. Her phone buzzed as she cleaned her face.

She looked at the texts coming in since she left.

Lafayette: Eliza I’m sorry!! 😭😭 I just wanted to visit with you! I did not mean for you to be interrogated. We were so happy for you! Please come back?

Peggy: Eliza! We’re sorry! 😢😢 come back??

Hercules: Eliza this is Peggy. It’s your sister, we didn’t mean to upset you. We are on your side!!

John: Eliza, please text us back. We didn’t mean to make you upset. Please forgive us??

Angelica: Eliza, come back please. I’m sorry.

Alexander: Eliza!!! It’s my fault, I’m sorry. Please come back.

The texts start piling up when She hears Maria fimilar knock. Opening the door, she’s not prepared for Maria to hug attack her. It’s a rush of adrenaline and yet—

She kisses Maria’s painted lips, her eyes are still burning. But there is a warmth spreading to her chest as she lifts Maria chin to kiss her again. The feeling of her lips makes her feel alive and well, loved.

“Maria. I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

“My friends have known. They didn’t find out. They’ve known for a while.”

“About us?”

“Possibly. But, they don’t your name.”

“Eliza, I want them to know my name...I’m okay with it. He can’t hurt me anymore. I want to be with you, properly.”

Maria tells her softly and happily. She looks so hopeful that Eliza presses her lips against hers. It feels so much better—

“Eliza?” Peggy. She’s standing in the doorway, staring at her and Maria. Behind her is Hercules hulking form.

Peggy looks to her and Maria in surprise.

“Is this her, Eliza?” Peggy asks tentatively, like she’s scared of scaring an animal.

Before Eliza can speak up, Maria turns around in Eliza’s arm. Maria must be grinning from ear to ear when she says,

“Yeah, I’m her girlfriend. What’s up?”

A/N: let me know what you guys think! (I tried to make edits. Ugh I don’t like tumblr format.) @djajfresh hope you like it!!

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❛ new york’s very own fionn fox was spotted on broadway street in saint laurent combat boots. your resemblance to matthew daddario is unreal. according to tmz, you just had your twenty-seventh birthday bash. while living in new york, you’ve been labeled as being austere, but also methodical. i guess being a virgo explains that. three things that would paint a better picture of you would be a tourbus packed with strangers, a black eye concealed by sunglasses, text messages left on read. & ( cismale & he/him )

so for those of you i don’t know i’m bee & i’m back with a second character because why tf not. as usual i’m a hoe for plots so hmu either on here or discord @ mercury#7589. also this is a side blog so if i’m not following you that’s because i already am on seb ok here’s what i have so far and it will probably change as i develop him but ? ? yeah

basics

full name: fionn alexander fox birth date: august 25th, 1992 occupation: musician/singer sexuality: bisexual birth place: nyc, new york nationality: american height: 6′2″ weight: 195 lbs afflictions: anxiety smokes/drinks/drugs: no/sometimes/rarely

background

fionn is the first born child to a mother and father who were household names for their modeling and film making, respectively, so it was basically inevitable that he would be thrust into the spotlight at a very early age. he was exposed to fame and wealth before he could even understand what they were

obviously, this is was a very exciting endeavor for a young child who felt like he had the world at his fingertips (and he pretty much did). rather quickly fionn came to recognize that there was a catch

he began to realize that he was different from other people, and that with privilege came people who tried to use him to gain what he had and they didn’t. everyone wanted to be around him but very few for the right reasons. he was desired, but for things beyond his control.

as time went on he came more and more closed off, various bad experiences making him distrustful and cautious. his circle of friends became smaller and smaller, despite always being surrounded by hoards of people. the bonds he formed were easily broken and he learned to be detached

little did he know the people he was being used by the most were his parents, who at as young as six years old started documenting his life for millions of people to watch on television. it all became about the views and the image and if he wasn’t interesting, he wasn’t anything

this was a lot of pressure for him. he was constantly anxious despite how well he hid it & there was a silent understanding in their home that it wasn’t acceptable to let it hold him back. he was medicated for most of his teenage years

he was fairly young when he discovered where his talents lied, which was neither in fashion or film like his parents. instead he had an affinity for music, which his family was fine with as long as he was the best at whatever he did

he had access to all the top resources and was given a vocal coach and guitar lessons and it wasn’t long before they had decided it was time for him to start making a name for himself

when he was sixteen his dad set him up with three other boys his age who he found through his various connections & they formed what would be a top-charting boyband. publicly, they were described as being friends their whole lives but the reality of it was that they’d never met each other before.

it wasn’t exactly what fionn wanted be doing, but he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. it was fun at first but as the years went on and they gained more and more popularly fionn found that the facade was exhausting

they all had their own identities and fionn was kind of portrayed as the ‘bad boy’ because he had a bit of a temper and his introversion was taken as coldness. it wasn’t completely true but that’s what worked for him

fionn felt drained. his relationships with the other members felt strained behind closed doors and he often felt as if he didn’t quite fit in. when he was twenty-one he left the band after a big blowout with one of the other guys who had been sleeping with his girlfriend at the time behind his back. it was bad

this didn’t stop him from almost immediately jumping into a new band known as king james as their guitarist. this band had a much different sound than he was known for and it was a sound that he felt much more invested in

when he was twenty-three, his parents unexpectedly died in a car accident. fionn didn’t know how to deal with this and so he never really did. he had never been good at talking about his feelings and he wasn’t good with grieving either. he kept himself busy with work and hasn’t allowed himself to fully process it to this day. there is still a lot of resentment there tbh

he’s probably destroyed a lot of relationships for this reason, because it’s always like there’s an emotional wall up and barely anyone gets to see past that

personality/facts

fionn really likes his solitude. he’s kind of a loner and he lives with three dogs who he loves immeasurably more than most people

he doesn’t date a lot b/c frankly he has no time but he takes relationships pretty seriously. those people he holds close he does really care about

he is a neat freak to the point of obsession, like he alphabetizes everything and all of his things have a specific spot and if anything is out of place it bothers him until it’s fixed

he has a thing for control, if anything feels like it’s out of his control he panics

he’s probably kind of paranoid now like he just sort of assumes everyone is going to fuck him over which is probably very annoying to everyone that isn’t

he is a perfectionist and holds himself to an unreasonably high standard when it comes to pretty much everything, but especially his work. he can be difficult to work with sometimes because if he thinks he can do better he starts to get frustrated and moody

he hates talking about himself like he’s probably so awkward in interviews which is why he never fucking does them

he’s also a workaholic, like he has to to be busy at all times or he feels like he’s not being productive. he’s a lot tbh

he’s not a big partier. he probably got that out of his system fairly young and these days it’s pretty rare to see him sloppy

he has a lot of internalized anger??? and sometimes he snaps on people and sometimes it’s the wrong people

wanted connections are anything and everything but i’ve brainstormed a few here

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"Can’t stand that little weasel." Who the fuck CAN they stand? I don't even know who this guy is who angered them so much, a former Warbler I guess? I assume he praised Mia once. JFC, they hate Darren, his wife, his team, all of his friends. I guess they like his parents? Mostly his mom, but just as a way to bash Mia. They're angry people who will only get angrier with time as D and C continue to never see each other and Darren continues to never come out.

It is really unsettling isn’t it? Abby has systematically demonized everyone in Darren’s life except his parents. Even Chuck has been declared “bad” because he likes Mia.

This time they attacked Mason Alexander Park, he played Hedwig after Darren in the touring co. He posted a video of Darren and the Warblers performing live with the caption “8 years ago today.....Proof that I’ve ben a @Darrencriss fan even before I was paid to be”.

I honestly have no idea what Mason did to earn their ire today

Like you said, he was probably nice to Mia once.

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Street Hunter

A film so mired in obscurity it doesn't even have a Wikipedia page. One of several films I own that never even got a bootleg DVD release, and you can probably only watch it if you find a Portuguese subtitled version on Dailymotion, or own the VHS and requisite VCR. Before we dive into this film, I should mention that the only reason I own this movie in the first place is that, around 2010-2011 (a simpler time, really) I became stone-cold obsessed with the career of one Reb Brown. Reb, for the MST3K set, played David Ryder in the South African railing-kill-fest that was Space Mutiny. You know, that guy. Tall, beefy, had all the acting range of an airhorn, looked kind of like a retired football player? He's actually had a storied, odd career, one that traverses a lot of genres and a lot of roles. Mostly, he did Italian knock-offs of movies like Terminator, Predator, Rambo, that sort of thing. A lot, and I mean a LOT of war movies, mostly ones taking place during Vietnam. But then he was also in things like Uncommon Valor with Gene Hackman, the Howling 2: Stirba Werewolf Bitch with Christopher Lee and Sybil Danning, and was actually the first ever Captain America, even before that really goofy one with Matt Salinger in 1990. And for some reason, I was more than entertained by watching him do what he does, and what he tends to do more often than not is...well, yell and fire machine guns into the jungle. He does that...a LOT. And he's in this film! But first, if I may reflect for just a moment. As soon as I put this into the VCR, it gave me the sneak previews of other movies made by the same distributor. I'm not a nostalgia sucker, I don't agree with things being better in the old days. But I genuinely, truly miss these. The previews on DVDs are always for the big blockbuster releases, but the ones on VHS? Who fucking KNEW what you were getting! The previews on B-movie VHS tapes are often how I found the next movie I was gonna watch! Turns out, tho, that the first preview was for the aforementioned 1990 Captain America with Matt Salinger. The 2nd was for a movie I really wanna check out now, though, and it's a ream of unconnected nonsense called the House of Usher, with Oliver Reed! This was before bad movies became that self-aware kind of bad. As a friend of mine once said; anyone can knowingly shit their pants, that's not funny. A person *not realizing* they shit their pants...that's comedy. The hero's name is Logan Blade, a name up there with Snake Plissken and John Matrix for "most action-hero name of all time." Not played by Reb (he's actually the weird, semi-warped villain in this piece), but instead by the late Steve James, who usually ended up playing the hero's sidekick in a lot of movies like this one. And you'd probably recognize ol' Frank Vincent, aka the White-Haired Guy with the Black Eyebrows in Every Movie About the Mafia. The movie starts with a bunch of heavily-armed garbage men raiding a gravesite to steal a mountain of cocaine from a guy’s casket. And they’re led by...John Leguizamo?? Yeahp. That’s him.

The guys kick over a tombstone that is 100% made of styrofoam...(one guy’s foot is all it takes, and I wish I could gif it, because it bounces)

and then are suddenly flanked by a bunch of Italian mobsters. Turns out Leguizamo’s gang are Colombian drug lords, and they’re here to steal the mob’s cocaine from this grave. The Italians have them surrounded, until Luigi’s group is flanked by 7 more dudes, led by...

Ah! There’s my dude. He immediately shouts and he and the goons shoot them all dead. THEN Logan Blade shows up, and I gotta admit, he looks like a seriously legit, badass dude.

You know, you’re kind of destined to become a renegade cop or bounty hunter with a name like Logan Blade. You don’t run into many wedding photographers with that name. He takes out all of Luigi’s goons and takes him in alive, and then maybe the weirdest, most sincerely funny thing about this film to me.

An 80s action movie where the police chief and the renegade bounty hunter...get along great! Like, uncharacteristically well! “Dammit, Blade! The mayor’s been all over my ass about those 6 bodies you left in the cemetery! You’re making my WHOLE department look great! You keep this up, and I’ll promote your ass to lieutenant so fast it’ll make your head spin!” Then we meet Blade’s friend, an avuncular grey-haired guy who may as well say “I’ve reunited with with my wife after 3 years and the guys at the precinct are throwing me a giant retirement party tomorrow” for how quickly and seamlessly he telegraphs the fact that he’s next to die. He calls Blade “paranoid” and insists that he “worries too much.” Gets shot in the next scene, and frees Leguizamo’s character (named Angel, should have mentioned that.) Reb cautions Angel that he should “always follow orders.” Y’see, Reb his basically a mercenary who stone-facedly pines for the days of the greatest generals, your Alexander the Great, your Genghis Khan, your Napoleon. He even tells Angel that “you should be as Philotas was to me, Alexander the Great.” (Alexander the Great had Philotas falsely accused of an assassination attempt and then had him beat to death with fucking rocks. Your references won’t get past me, movie!) Then we get to maybe my favorite scene in the entire movie. The Diablo gang send a crew of 3 guys to assassinate Blade’s girlfriend, which will either make him surrender in terror, or drive him into an insane murder fury. Now, I have real issues with this in films, when someone kills the girl to get to the guy. Happens in all the big action films where the good guy is muscling in on the rival gangs or the mob or whoever. She’s being held by one guy, and defiantly spits in his friends’ face. My face fell the first time. “Oh, no.” I thought.

He goes to slash her face with a switchblade...

...she ducks, and he accidentally slits the other guy’s throat. She then takes out the one guy with a candle holder, and the third...well, thank God she was using a cast-iron pan to cook...something...when they show up. She throws the hot food in his face and then bashes his head in with the pan. ...my man Reb has not trained these men well. But it turns out, a cop was on the mafia’s take! (This guy was in one scene, eating a donut, not a single line. You’d never have guessed a man you’d assumed an extra would be working for Don Hermano!)

So they take his girlfriend, and then Blade gives chase...

...in what looks like a 1979 Ford Econoline. Not exactly great for catching bad guys.

...unless he had a fucking HYPERDRIVE installed. What?! Yeah, okay, I’m on board! Blade closes in on the corrupt cop and Reb, who are...where else? A warehouse on the outside of town. Blade brings his dog, a nameless Doberman (he never calls it anything but “boy”) to help the fact that he’s outnumbered. Reb then tells one of the bad guys to “shoot that mutt!” I again braced myself to be disappointed and sad. The bad guy fires three shots and misses with all three as the dog runs away. He turns to Reb. “Sorry, jefe,” he says.

Reb immediately shoots him in the head. Got a genuine laugh out of me. A thing used by the villain 3 times in Sudden Death as a punchline just made me sad. Here, actual laugh. Dunno how these things work, but I imagine it’s a matter of tone. There’s some weird, “what we saw in ‘Nam” undercurrent through the whole movie. It’s what hardened Blade and made him a bounty hunter, but also what made Reb the general-worshipping lunatic merc he ends up being. It’s not but touched on, but I guess it’s as good a theme as any for a hero and a villain in one of these movies. The problem I have with this now...is that the movie ends really anticlimactically. Blade disposes of the goombas and the diablos in basically one fell swoop, and then challenges Reb to a one-on-one fight. He handily whoops Reb’s ass (a little disappointing, seeing how all he does is talk a great big heaping game about how the generals inspired his military tactics and how he fights) and then...leaves. No, really. Blade wins the fight and then leaves Reb behind. Reb goes to find him, but it turns out Blade has, for no reason, a block of C-4. Dunn where he got it. Reb trips over it, and it literally makes a squib-like “PUFF!”

and he falls through what amounts to a perfect square hole he was standing on. Blade essentially set up a trap door for him, and then Reb just stepped on it. Blade punches Angel, restrains him, and then...the movie just kind of ends.

A movie with a lot of promise, but with an ending I couldn’t help but find flat. But they used by boy Reb real well, and that’s got to account for something.

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Slash electric alexander edwards

SLASH ELECTRIC ALEXANDER EDWARDS FULL

Alexander collaborated with Def Jam RecordingsĪfter some time, he became the president of the Artists and repertoire (A&R) division of ‘Def Jam Recordings.’ At present, Alexander is working for the Universal Music Group (UMG). In the year 2018, Alexander signed a contract with the record label ‘Def Jam Recordings’. Some of his songs include Good or Bad, Don’t C Me Comin, Taste, and others. He has also launched so many singles and raps with the collaboration of Tyga. Edwards has also collaborated with many famous music groups. After working for a long time in the music industry, he made great links with so many famous rappers including Tyga, Frank Ocean, Rick Ross, Kanye West, and others. He has also worked in the Bay Area rap scene. Apart from this, he has also appeared in some music videos of famous rappers. Firstly, he has collaborated with lots of various musical groups including 4 Deep and The A’z. Music Career & Net worthĪccording to the sources, Alexander began his music career at a very young age. Amber and Edwards have also been spotted on various events along with their kids. To show his love towards his kids, Edwards also inked the date of births of both children on his forehead. Happy mommy’s day.” Alexander Edwards’s face tattooĪlso Read: Amazing Facts About Chuck Close’s Wife Leslie RoseĪlexander Edwards is very close to his son and stepson. Slash, Bash, & myself are forever blessed 2 have ur light in our life, & share this life with u. I still look Slash & can’t believe he’s mine. Alexander Edwards with Amber Rose and children On 10 October 2019, Rose gave birth to a son named ‘Slash Electric Alexander Edwards’ Apart from this, she has also a son named ‘Sebastian Taylor Thomaz’ (born on 21 February 2013) from her relationship with Wiz Khalifa. Edwards with his partner Amber Rose and son Slash Electric Alexander Edwards According to Wikipedia, Amber Rose revealed through an Instagram post that, she is pregnant with Edwards’s child on 3rd April 2019. Talking about his children then, Alexander is the father of two children. After 3 years of their first meet, Alexander and Amber came closer to each other and started dating.Īlexander Edwards’s Personal Details (Father, Mother & Siblings) Girlfriend According to the sources, the couple first met in the year 2015 through a mutual friend. Music Executive, Rapper, Social Media Influencer, Composer, and Entrepreneur.Īccording to the sources, Alexander Edwards and Amber Rose are known each other for a long time.

SLASH ELECTRIC ALEXANDER EDWARDS FULL

Everything to Know About Amber Rose’s Boyfriend (Alexander Edwards Wiki / Bio) Full Real Name Due to his hard work and talent, today Alexander is a famous American rapper and music executive. He did lots of struggles to become a popular star. that, he started focusing on his music career.

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allie1804-fan · 3 years ago

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Kerensa Part 2

This is a continuation of Kerensa Part 1 which you can find here

Kerensa (Part 1)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 , Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Kerensa (Part 2)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9

Chapter 10

New Beginnings

The new home in Monterey was a haven for them in many ways but as Kerry entered her 19th week, Keanu’s mood seemed to slump and he began having regular nightmares.

He’d wake up, dripping in sweat and wild-eyed, trying not to disturb Kerry. Sometimes it was a memory of Ava, others it was Kerry experiencing the stillbirth or he’d be plagued by horrific scenes of Kerry screaming covered in blood. He didn’t share what was going on, not wanting to scare her, but one night, he flailed about so much that she woke and had to shake him awake to stop it.

After fetching him a herbal tea for his frayed nerves, she addressed the issue.

“Keanu, I know there’s something you’re not telling me. It’s like when I didn’t come to Florida, you bottled up whatever was bothering you and I couldn’t reach you but you can tell me anything. If you’re scared about the baby, about losing them, please don’t think that I’m not, don’t think you can’t share that”

He drew in a sharp breath and she knew she’d landed on the truth

“But”

“But nothing, I’m here and I’m scared too. Every day I feel that fear and I give myself a stern talking to at the start of the day but it never fully goes away. We should share our fears, or we can talk to someone, a counselor - remember the midwife said that was available when we first registered with them. Or you said you saw a therapist a while back, would that be better? Someone you already have a relationship with? And come with me tomorrow to see the midwife, you can hear the heartbeat, that always makes me feel better”

He hugged her close.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kept it from you. I just didn’t want to burden you with my demons”

“A problem shared….” She offered

“Is a problem halved” he replied.

“Exactly” she said giving him a gentle kiss.

Keanu couldn’t quite shake the nightmares, but things did get easier from then on. They would joke about tag-teaming on being O for optimistic versus SS for shit scared trying to not both hit SS mode at the same time.

And as they hit new milestones like the 20-week scan and feeling the baby move, at last they had regular reassurances that all was well. There were some panicky moments, first with Kerry developing anemia which caused her to faint a couple of times before they figured out the cause. Fortunately, she’d just fallen onto the bed and the sofa so there was no harm done. The second panic, however, was rather more serious.

Kerry was 37 weeks along, feeling like a beached whale but still managing to walk Scout each day. Their home had stone steps leading down to the shore and on this day, she’d set off alone with Scout. Keanu had forgotten his shades and had popped back inside to fetch them.

What he found as he made his way down the steps to join her was Kerry sitting on one of the steps in tears, grazes on her knee and elbow, and a very sore behind and wrist.

“Shit shit shit, what happened?”

“lost my balance” she sniffed “and went down like a sack of spuds, but I didn’t fall on bump, put my hand out, owww”

Keanu had to go into calm mode, swallowing down his rising panic and do his utmost to reassure her.

“Can you stand? Let’s get you up and over to the ER, get you checked out”

He helped her to stand, trying to avoid bashing the sore wrist which he feared could be broken, and slowly they got back up to the house with Scout whining his concern all the way there.

Having got her a drink, he quickly found the hospital bag and got her settled in the car before setting off, repressing the instinct to drive as fast as possible. He had precious cargo on board.

When Kerry was examined, they found that the fall had indeed started things off and she was already 3 cm dilated.

“No turning back now” he said smiling, still trying to be the calm one.

Kerry had a heart monitor strapped around her belly at this point and they could hear the rapid but steady beat of the baby’s heart.

She took his face in her hands and kissed him, feeling a great sense of calm come over her, enough for the both of them.

“Keanu, it’s going to be OK, do you hear that? That’s our baby and they are coming, don’t worry. They are coming.”

Her head fell back on the pillow then as a contraction hit. He held her hand feeling both the power of new life battling to be set free and her power in helping it come to fruition. That’s when he let all the fear go, all the awful images and memories of his nightmares floated away and finally, he was in the moment, helping his son come into the world.

It would be 6 long hours of sweat, screams and pain but baby Jago Alexander Reeves came into the world, screaming bloody murder to the delight of his parents and the staff looking after them. It was a tad earlier than expected but there had been no harm done from Kerry’s tumble and luckily her wrist was just sprained, not broken. She’d need some help with feeding at first, but Dad was on hand to do whatever was required.

They were home 2 days later and despite their mature years, still felt that same sense of shock that all parents feel, that the medics had actually let them come home to be in sole charge of this tiny infant. They plonked him in his car seat on the floor and sat beside him on the sofa, just staring down at him, in awe of his tiny fingers and fingernails, tiny everything.

Kerry’s phone pinged and she saw there was a notification of a new Griefcast episode. She had sent Cariad a picture of Jago the day before and decided to hit play on instinct. They both listened as the podcast began.

“Hey Griefsters, hope you’re having an OK week, I know it can be a tough time with dark nights and Christmas around the corner. Before we get to this week’s guest, I just wanted to share a truly lovely, uplifting story that just filled me with joy yesterday. You may remember that I interviewed Keanu Reeves, about a year ago now about the death of his daughter many years ago when she was stillborn. Well, Keanu met a lady last year and she, clever woman, introduced him to this little show and persuaded him to come on. Well turns out, he fell in love with her and now they’re together and 2 days ago they had the most beautiful baby boy, Jago. So I just wanted to say a big congratulations to the three of them and wish them all the happiness in the world with their new family.”

Kerry looked over at Keanu, tears in her eyes, only to see Keanu had given up the battle. He pulled her close and held her in his arm until Jago stirred and their parenting journey truly began.

THE END

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esmiblood90irisglimmer · 6 years ago

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Hamilton Walking Dead Chapter 1: Guidance

Main Story

It’s been about 4 months since the walking dead apocalypse. You have been on your own for the first two months until you met your guardian angel, Alexander Hamilton. During that time, you were looking food supply since there was hardly any food source in the cabin you escape to. What was happening while being distracted of collecting canned food was a walker slowly creeping behind? It attacks almost attempting to bite your arm for a delicious snack. Never have to experience killing a walker. Fearing that same fateful day was the end line for you until someone bash it head with a sledgehammer. Ever since that day, your savior Hamilton has dedicated his life to your survival of this cruel world. He even taught you how to wield a knife, reload a gun, and any sorts of weapons. You saw him as a father figure since you never have a father before. All of your childhood was nothing more than a living an orphan life.

Right now, you and Alexander are camping in the forest for the time beginning. Giving the fact that a herd of walkers was crossing toward the east side. Luckily, you’re on the south side though Alexander always let you know that you shouldn’t be too careful. Especially of how the world went downhill. Also, another obstacle was coming between that Alex’s is a transgender. Supposedly he was to get top surgery but suddenly realize that the Caribbean male is pregnant with his late lover’s child. The father of his unborn child is Aaron Burr, the sweet and kind-hearted man that left the world too soon. Burr was bitten by a walker within less than 24 hours, the African American male blasted his own brain out. It caused Alexander to make a sole promise to himself that he’ll always protect his unborn child and you as well.

You knew how much Alexander loved Aaron with all his heart and soul. Hell, he couldn’t even stop talking about him if he wanted to. Though you can’t blame him since your guardian angel lost his lover before he met you. Looking at Alexander who was scouting the campsite in case of an intruder or walkers come by. You didn’t while trying to lit the fire despite having the lighter on low oil. Doing your best to keep you and Alexander warm during the cold winter.

“Your Name” Hamilton whispers your name from a distance

“Yea, Hamilton” You replied

“We gonna go now. I spotted the herd coming in our direction”

“What?! I thought they were heading East”

“Guess those walkers change their mind”

Hamilton tosses you a rifle and a duffle bag without a hesitation. Even though the herd is miles away from the campsite but it’s not worth taking the risk of staying in the forest. You and Hamilton have been on the road for a month now. Yall never stay in one place for too long. Been traveling like gypsies in the needs of shelters, bullets, and foods. Life has been difficult lately cause of the apocalypse but also traveling on road nonstop.

“Your name, it’ll be alright. Once we head to South Carolina... We can start over in the countryside” Hamilton spoke

Choice 1:

a. “Can we really start over?”

b. “Isn’t the world starting over?”

c. “Sound nice. We can be a family”

Remember! There are no right or wrong choices. Choose which one best fits for you

A: “Can we really start over?”

You looked up at the skies as you saw nothing but a few birds. Though there were any other birds that you’ll see the forest. Instead, you only saw ravens and crows. They’re always cawing nonstop. As if they’re mocking both you and Alexander since they don’t have to suffer from the apocalypse like the both of you. Always sleeping every night with cautious with a gun by your side. Always fearing of being bitten or get eaten by a walker during your sleep. Scraping food from other stores, abandoned houses, and etc. Now you’ll always be on guard whether to trust the people you’ll recently meet deciding where they’re either allies or foes. Taking a deep breath as you’ll be breathing for the last time in the forest of New Jersey.

“Can we really start over?” you ask

“If you believe it with all your heart then we can” Hamilton reply

Giving him a warm smile knowing that both of you can overcome anything. Quickly packing all your supplies into the car that Hamilton found in the middle of the forest. You were going to miss the forest deeply but it has to be done. You saw Hamilton humming to his unborn child while rubbing his pregnant belly. You pity him since Alexander lost his darling Aaron at the beginning of the outbreak. Tears were slid down his face just remembering the moment of Aaron death. You know how dearly your guardian loved his beloved lover. But he’s now gone away from this cruel world.

“Your name, let’s head out. The sooner we get to South Carolina, the better chances to live a better life” Alexander advice

Hamilton gently patted your head with a soft smile. Settling in the car before both of you headed East to live a new life in South Carolina. With a possibility of living with John Laurens and the others. Or perhaps living in permanent shelters until the outbreak wears off hopefully very soon.

B: “Isn’t the world starting over?”

Looking beyond the forest trail is where you’ll leaving this forest for good. The lovely forest of New Jersey that you won’t be able to see again. It breaks your heart into a massive amount piece like a shattered gem. Though there nothing you can do since you and Hamilton have to move on. It’s for the best for Alexanders’ unborn child. Where it would be safe for his new baby to live in a safe environment despite having to witness the outbreak. You didn’t want to leave this beautiful forest but then again you have to think about your unborn brother or sister. Hamilton has called you his own child despite not being blood-related in which didn’t matter to both of yall.

“Isn’t the world starting over?” You murmur under your breath

Hamilton places his hand on your shoulder while giving you a soft smile. Appreciating the comfort of him while tears were sliding down your face. You were tired of living on the road of day after day. Slowly you broke down into Hamilton arms who was hugging you tightly while rubbing back. Whispering words of encouragement for a minute or more depending on how much times pass by.

“The world may be starting since I believe that either God or perhaps even the Devil is punishing us for our sins. Or punishing us for taking life for granted. Though even with a push or shoves we can over anything as we put our minds into it” Hamilton comply

“You really think we can survive this?” You question

“I’ve no doubt that we will survive of this outbreak. Until we reach to South Carolina, we can all live a happy life as a family”

Wiping your tears away before placing your hand on Hamilton pregnant belly. Feeling the baby kick a couple of times. Both of you and Hamilton laugh softly before pack things up into an old and dirty van. Somehow you found it abandoned in the middle of the forest but luckily it has warm clothes, food, and everything else yall need for the long journey. Deciding to take for the first few hours so Hamilton can rest easy with the baby happily kicking to him. It would take awhile to get South Carolina but the journey would be worth it.

C. “Sound nice. We can be a family”

Giving him a soft smile knowingly that South Carolina maybe yall only hope for survival. Even for Hamilton unborn child to live in a permanent shelter where the baby can live a normal childhood. The outbreak has caused many children to mature so quickly instead living a normal life by just being a kid. Many of the children you met during your travels where they all knew how to load a gun, hunt, and even kill walkers at a young age. It wasn’t fair for many children to mature so quickly but yet it has to be done. The outbreaks made people question about life to see if it’s really worth to continue living on or just died quickly so no one could suffer from loss of friend and family.

And that’s was something you don’t want your unborn brother or sister to live their life as. Placing your hand on Hamilton pregnant belly while humming softly to the baby that is inside your guardian's belly. The Caribbean male chuckles lightly as you did that every day in which comfort him knowing that you’ll do anything to protect him and his unborn child. Hamilton is really lucky to have you as his own child. Alexanders’ rubbed your hair gently with a soft smile.

“Sound nice. We can be a family” You said

“Yes, we can a live a normal life as a family in a warm permanent shelter instead of traveling on the road nonstop. I want you and your unborn sibling to live a normal childhood” Hamilton reply

“That’s all I ever wanted since the beginning of this damn outbreak”

“I know sweetie. I know”

Taking the wheel of Aaron and Alexanders’ pickup that they owe before the outbreak. It brings the Caribbean male wonderful memories of his late husband. He’ll always treasure those memories until the day of his death. Hamilton let you rest since you have been on night watch for the past 48 hours and it would be a while to arrive in South Carolina. Appreciating the offer but you wanted to drive since you wanted Hamilton to take it easy with the baby. Though with Hamilton stubbornness getting in the way, you decided to rest before feeling his lips pressing against your forehead.

“Sweet dreams my child” he spoke before you were falling asleep.

Main story

You and Hamilton weren’t too sure of what to expect once both you arrive in South Carolina. Though hopefully in your guardian opinions that both of you will get to see familiar faces like Laurens, Mulligan, or maybe Lafayette. Still, it was better to stay on guards and loaded with weapons in case trouble comes by to your direction. Praying every day and night whether you’ll get to see another daylight to live another life. It may seem hopeless toward others but both you and Alexander are determined to survive whether it may break you down or bring you up to the top. You’ll never know until reaching the destination of South Carolina where it may be yall’s last chance to live a normal life.

Well, I hope you have fun with this first choice despite the fact it may or may not get harder as the story continues on. Until then, see ya.

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