#ccs faculty

[musicalthought]

getting ready for my type class that I havent been to in two weeks and the teacher went and told the faculty to check in on me but she, herself, never answered my email......... cant wait to get eaten alive out here

[sweetbans29]

Catch Me If You Can - CC

Pairing: Caitlin Clark x Reader

Summary: You were untouchable, until one summer day (based on THIS request)

Warnings: cuteness

Word Count: 4.5k

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AN: I may have done a little too much with the backstory...

You were born and raised in Iowa City. Grew up going to all the local farmers markets and participating in any and all town events. Your parents are both teachers at the University of Iowa, your mom is a business professor, and your dad is an English professor. A lot of your time was spent on campus which made you pretty known starting at a very young age.

It started when you were a little girl, your parents would bring you to lectures and you would sit in the corner and do whatever you could to keep yourself occupied. The students in your classes never minded and would often come and color with you or read with you when class was over and your parents stayed around to answer questions.

When you were in middle school you would go to campus every day after school to do homework. It would either be in your parent’s offices while they had class and/or hosted office hours or they would let you go to one of the coffee shops on campus, as long as you were with one of their trusted students. At this point, you were pretty well-known on campus by both students and faculty.

Things pretty much stayed the same when you got to high school. You never really had many friends at your own school but had so many the second you stepped foot on campus. You continued to spend most of your time there - most of it studying but sometimes going to campus events (if your parents were okay with that).

The University of Iowa had always been your fate. With both of your parents working there, it was a no-brainer that's where you would be attending school. It also helped that you knew the campus like the back of your hand and were already known. It made going to college less intimidating.

For your high school graduation - there was a group of students at Iowa that hosted a view party since they all couldn't go to your graduation. If you got more than 8 tickets, they would have been there in a heartbeat. They live-streamed it from one of the lecture halls. You didn't know at the time but it filled up with students and faculty all super proud of your accomplishment and ready to have you as an official student. After your graduation, your parents took you back to campus saying they had a surprise - it turned out to be a surprise grad party with a couple hundred people from campus. You have never felt more loved than you did that day.

When fall rolled around, you started your journey as a Hawkeye. Campus felt like home and had become home when your parents gave you the option to commute or live on campus. It was a no-brainer as it was your dream to live on campus and would try and convince your parents to let you stay overnight ever since you were in 4th grade.

Your first year goes as expected. You started to make solid friends. Everyone knew you around campus and if they didn't they for sure knew of you. You would do homework at the same on-campus coffee shops and began to venture out more as you began studying on lawns and in different places to switch up the scenery. Freshman year was everything you had hoped and more.

Going into your second year at Iowa was about the same as the first. Campus remained comfortable for you. You couldn't go anywhere without several people stopping to say hello - people thought it would be annoying but you genuinely loved talking to people. You were well-known and well-loved by pretty much everyone.

As active as you were on campus, one area you never really paid attention to was sports. Your parents never made them a priority thus you never made them one either. Another reason they kept you away from games was because of the reputation a lot of the players had around campus. Ever since you started hanging out around campus in high school - your parents made it known that you were off limits and would remain off limits. It became an unspoken word on campus.

Even with your parents, relationships were never a priority for you. Not to say it was something you didn't want because there were times that you really did long to have the same experiences as your peers. After high school though, relationships weren't even a thought. It was interesting because it wasn't like there weren't people interested, but more so there was no one that you found interesting. Seeing your parent's love, your bar was raised far higher than any college student could really commit to.

It surprises you how frequently you get asked out. It isn't weekly but you consistently have people coming up to ask you out. It unofficially became a game on campus - specifically among athletes. They would place bets on who could get you to say yes to going out with them but nobody ever availed.

You of course learned about the whole thing when one of the guys you were friends with let you know out of respect for you. He was one of the waterboys for the men's basketball team and overhead them taking bets on who could get you to say yes. John always kept an eye out for you - he was a year older than you and treated you as his little sister. He has 3 little sisters at home, as he was the oldest and the first to leave for college - watching you was a second nature to him especially since he was one of your parent's favorite students.

When John learned it was more than the basketball guys and more teams were jumping in to see who could court you, he made it a point to make sure you always felt comfortable on campus. Not that he ever doubted you, but doubted all the guys and girls trying to get in your pants.

You were sitting and waiting for John and some other friends to meet up with you when you were approached yet again.

The star of the school's water polo team approaches you while you are studying on the lawn.

"Hey," he says trying to get your attention. You finish typing out your sentence then look up at him.

"Hi," you say with a smile. "It's Erick, right?"

He flashes a smile when you know his name. "Ya, we are in the same stats class."

You nod.

"Hey, I was just wondering if you were free this Friday night? The team has a game and it would be cool it if you came. We could go grab ice cream or something after and hang out." He asks with the confidence of you knowing who he is.

You give a light smile.

"Erick, I am sure you are a nice guy," you say - knowing all too well that he was not. It was just last week that he took a cheerleader out then was caught making out with one of her teammates the next day. "But I'm just not interested."

"Good luck on your game though - should be a tough one," you say and he walks away.

John comes up catching the tail end of the encounter and gives you a look.

"Another one?" He asks as you get up from the grass.

"Yep, nothing new - he went with the 'come watch my game then we can hang out' bit. You would think they would all get the hint considering I haven't been to a single Iowa game." You say.

"They all want to be the first," John says. You laugh.

"Well jokes on them," you say as the two of you head to meet up with the rest of your group.

You get through the rest of the semester with only a few more people attempting to ask you out. You never mention it to your parents because the last thing you need is them making some big fuss about something you have a pretty good handle on.

That summer is one where things took a turn in a direction you would have never expected.

A majority of your summer was spent around town at your favorite coffee shops. They would be your favorite place to read. It was something you did every summer at the same coffee shops - so much so that they would have a reserved sign at the table you would always sit at.

It was a gloomy morning when the shop was extra busy. You had been settled in for a while now and were sucked into your book. You are used to the buzz of the coffee shop but are pulled out when you hear a loud sound.

You look up and see a frazzled girl, bending over and collecting the bag she just dropped. You set down your book and immediately help the girl. You gather some things and stand up, passing them to her.

"Thank you," she says, still flustered from how busy the coffee shop is.

"Of course," you say with a smile, hopefully easing her.

"I came here hoping to have a quiet morning not realizing how busy it was going to be. I heard this is the best place to come to work," she says.

"Well I agree that this is the best place to work - it typically isn't this busy. I think there is an event going on in town this week. If you are looking for a table, you are more than welcome to join me," you say as you sit back down.

"Thank you," she says and sits immediately. It is just after she sits when you see her relax. You introduce yourself, offering your hand to shake. She reaches out and shakes it. She knows who you are - everyone knew who you were but thought it would be better to just keep your meeting simple.

"I'm Caitlin," she says. You smile at her - also knowing who she is. She had quickly became one of the faces on campus - the 'basketball superstar'.

"It's nice to meet you," you say with a smile. "You are always welcome at my table."

She notices the 'Reserved' sign on it and laughs.

"Did they do that for you?" She asks.

"Ya," you say with a laugh. "I've been sitting here for years now."

The two of you spend the rest of the morning working independently. You locked into your book shortly after your conversation missing the stolen glances Cait would take of you.

Caitlin took you up on your offer every day for the next several weeks. She even went out and got books to read just to come and spend time with you. The two of you would chat when she first got there, then would settle in and being reading for a few hours until you both got hungry. What started as a place for Caitlin to sit turned into so much more. The two of you started getting lunch together and really getting to know one another.

It's in the final month of summer when Caitlin asks you on a proper date. You are unsure at first but remind yourself that she isn't a stranger. The two of you have genuinely gotten to know each other over the course of the summer and you trust her.

It is after that first date that you decide Caitlin is worth it but if you were to ask her when she knew you were it, she would have said that first morning in the coffee shop.

Heading back into the school year, there were subtle changes in your day-to-day. You would still be on campus to study in all of your favorite places but when it came to grabbing your mid-morning smoothie, Caitlin would be waiting outside your first class of the day - smoothie in hand, waiting to walk you to your next class. Caitlin made it a point to be a part of your morning, just like you did in the summer.

It slowly became something Caitlin's team noticed - the first one being Gabby who passed by Caitlin holding two smoothies outside of one of the lecture halls.

"Cait - what are you doing here? Isn't your next class on the other side of campus?" Gabby asks when she sees her teammate.

"Ya, just catching up with a friend," Caitlin says, hoping Gabby will go before you come out. One of the things Caitlin had learned while getting to know you was the bitter taste athletes gave you. Caitlin was slowly changing that but didn't want to give you any reason to backtrack. She also hadn't told the team that she had started seeing you over the summer and would like to keep it that way for as long as she can. Not to hide you, but she valued having you all to herself. And she knew that the second her team found out - she would lose you to them. You were too incredible.

Gabby nods but her suspicion remains.

"Whatever you say Cait," she says and continues to walk. "I'll see you at practice."

Gabby turns a corner but stays in the vicinity - wanting to see the mystery person Caitlin is waiting for.

You walk out of class and see Cait standing against a wall with two smoothies in her hands. You make your way over to her and she meets you halfway.

"Why hello there," you say with a smile. She passes you one of the smoothies.

"Your favorite," she says and you thank her.

The two of you proceed to walk to your next class, missing a hiding gabby who sees Caitlin is walking with you. Gabby can't wait to take the news back to the team. Everyone knows you are not a fan of Iowa sports but here you are walking about with one of the biggest stars on campus. She also doesn't believe that Caitlin is one to wait outside of someone's class with a drink in hand only to walk them in the opposite direction of where she is going.

Later that day Caitlin arrived at practice to find her team bombarding her with questions.

"Woah, woah, woah - what's going on?" She asks overwhelmed.

"Gabby told us who you were spotted with and we think that is the cutest thing ever," Jada says - excited for her teammate.

Caitlin feels her cheeks heat up.

"How did you swing talking to her?" Another teammate asks. "She practically hates every sports team on campus."

"She doesn't hate us - well you know the shit that goes around with teams asking her out and making bets and stuff. It's left a bad taste in her mouth. It's not like they were discrete about it anyways." Caitlin says backing you up.

"Ya but still, I mean what makes you different - Cait you are the biggest name on campus right now and it is only junior year," Sydney says.

Caitlin shrugs, opting to leave how the two of you spent the summer out of the conversation.

"Is it even like that?" Kate asks. "I mean she could just be a friend."

"A friend that Caitlin goes out of her way to get a smoothie for then walk to class?" Gabby scoffs. "No ya, sure sounds like a friend to me."

The team keeps making fun of Caitlin to which she never confirms or denies any of their allegations. The two of you had been on several dates but never really solidified what you were to each other so Caitlin didn't feel like it was proper to bring it up when the two of you really didn't even know what you are yet.

"There is no way Caitlin could pull her - I mean it's CC, can you imagine her dating at all? Let alone the campus's princess." One of the girls says in a joking manner. Caitlin knows her team means well but it sort of rubs her the wrong way when they think she isn't worth your time.

Caitlin speaks before thinking.

"What if I get her to come to a game - would you believe it then?" Caitlin asks and immediately regrets it.

"No way in hell could you get her to come to a game," Jada says. "I've heard she's never gone to a sporting event nor will go near one with a ten-foot pole."

"Ya, but if she comes, then you'll all shut up about this?" Caitlin asks hoping it will be enough to just get you to a game.

"Get her there in your jersey and we will know it's real," Gabby says.

Caitlin grumbles but agrees.

After practice, Caitlin messages you and asks to meet up. You tell her to come over and that you will be making chocolate chip cookies - you know they are her favorite. Her mom also happened to send you home with her famous recipe after Caitlin brought you home once during the summer. It was before she asked you on a date - it was actually quite spontaneous.

"Would you be up for joining me on a little trip home? I told my brothers I would be there for an event of theirs. It won't be long but I don't want to make the drive alone." Caitlin asks you at the end of one of your mornings.

"I would love to," you say and she just casually mentions she is heading there now. When you still agree to join her - she is ecstatic but hides it well.

The two of you head to her home, talking the whole way there. When you get there Caitlin goes to help her brothers and you stay with her mom, she is baking for the event. You help her make her chocolate chip cookies and tell her about yourself. She then tells you all the stories of when Caitlin was little. You couldn't help but grow fonder of the girl after hearing about her childhood.

When the two are heading out, Anne pulls you into a hug and asks you to watch over her baby girl. You smile and nod. She then proceeds to stick something in your pocket - her chocolate chip cookie recipe.

Caitlin gets to your apartment and instantly recognizes the smell of her favorite cookies. You pull them out right after she gets there.

"Are these," she begins and picks one of them up right away.

"Caitlin! You are going to burn yourself!" You swat at her hand but she is too fast for you. She takes a bite of the cookie, blowing out the hot air and trying not to burn her tongue. Once she is able to enjoy it, her eyes close and she lets out a moan.

"You like them?" You ask, already seeing her answer. She finishes the cookie before speaking.

"Just like home. How did you get these?" She asks finally opening her eyes and going for another.

"From the one and only, Mrs. Clark - told me to take care of you," you say with a smile. "And I know that the only real way to care for you is through cookies."

Caitlin looks at you in awe and her mind begins going a mile a minute. Her mom doesn't give her recipe out to anyone - she doesn't know what you did in the kitchen with her that one day but seeing as you have her full approval, Caitlin begins to seriously consider what life would be like with you.

You can see the gears turning in her head.

"Talk to me," you say to her with a little laugh. "I can practically see the steam coming out of your ears. What's going on?"

Caitlin wants to tell you how much it means to her that you made her cookies, her mom's cookies. She wants to tell you how she misses how it was just you and her like it was during the summer and wishes the two of you could go back to that. She wants to tell you how she has started talking to your parents about you and how they have unofficially given her the okay to take you on a date (she didn't tell them how she had already taken you out but that is beside the point).

"How would you feel about coming to my game this Friday?" She asks, settling on getting this out of the way first.

You stand there putting more cookies on the cookie sheet, thinking over her question.

"I know you don't go to games and how much you aren't a fan of Iowa sports, especially with all the athlete's track records with you," she is cut off by you.

"Ya but I am a fan of you," you say which earns a little chuckle. Her heart skips a beat but she continues.

"But we are playing one of our biggest rivals and I think it would be neat to have you there," she says debating on adding the part about her team. She thinks about all you have been through and decides it is better to be honest upfront.

"And my team doesn't think I can get you there," Caitlin says nervously.

You look up at her amused, kind of shocked she would think you would be open to it. But you ponder it.

"It's not a bet - you know I am not like those other guys and girls. You know that right?" She asks.

You just look at her.

"Please tell me you know I am not like them," she says beginning to panic.

"Yes, CC, I know you are not like them."

"One of them saw me waiting outside of one of your classes and started saying that you're out of my league and it irked me." She says.

"And you thought it would be a good idea to tell them that I would go to your game and what? Cheer you on? Wear your jersey?" You press her.

"Well, ya - kind of," she says shyly.

You don't know why but this whole thing should make you uneasy but it doesn't. Not one person has actually told you to your face that their team was betting on you. Caitlin sought out talking to you about it - but in her words, it wasn't a bet.

"Okay." You say and her head shoots to look at you.

"Okay?" She asks.

"Okay."

Friday comes around and you look at yourself in the mirror. You are wearing Caitlin's jersey with some black leggings. You are second-guessing your decision and want to back out but know that's not an option.

You head to the game with your friend John. Caitlin got you two tickets which you instantly asked John to join you for.

The game is intense - watching Cait on the court was mesmerizing to you. She is electric on the court and you wish you had started watching her sooner. It's easy to see why so many people love her.

The game ends and Iowa takes the win by 4.

You turn to John.

"Should I go down to her? I don't know if I should wait until she is done or what to do," you say nervous.

"Go to her - show her how proud you are of her. Be the excited girlfriend," John says with a smile.

"She's not my girlfriend," You mumble.

"Just go," he says and pushes you towards the court.

You walk down to the now-packed court looking for Cait.

When you see her, you begin making your way to her. When her eyes find yours, she lights up. When you get to her you jump into her arms and she spins you around.

"You were incredible," you whisper in her ear.

"Thank you," she says with the biggest smile.

She puts you down and the two of you just look at one another. She finally speaks.

"I like you in my jersey," she says and you blush.

"Please stop," you say and hide your face.

"You're cute," she keeps teasing you.

"Okay okay, I'm going to go now," you say and begin to walk away.

"Wait no," she says and grabs your arm. "I'll be good. I promise."

You stop walking away and turn back to her.

"Come meet my team?" She asks and you nod.

You make your way to some of her teammates as Caitlin introduces you to them. You shake all of their hands then stick to Caitlin's side.

They all try to hide how shocked they are but don't do a real great job with it.

"You all look surprised I am here," you say with a laugh.

"We are - you are sort of known for avoiding sporting events like the plague," Kate says with genuine intent.

"Well, I decided to make an exception for a special little someone," you say and pinch Caitlin's side causing her to blush. All of her teammates take note and poke fun at her.

"Why Caitlin?" Sydney asks boldly and Kate hits her. "What? I am genuinely curious - Caitlin isn't the easiest person to be around."

You laugh and smile up at Caitlin. Then shrug.

"She puts up with me," you say.

"Ya but you're the campus's sweetheart," Sydney says.

"Don't let her fool you," Caitlin jokes and you hit her arm. She puts her hands up in surrender.

"Oh you two are cute," Kate says.

"I can see now why CC was playing extra hard today," Jada says coming over.

"Okay, you are all embarrassing me," Caitlin says and excuses the two of you. The team wants to get to know you more and protests but you follow Caitlin. She leads you to the tunnel where it is not so crowded.

"They are all sweet," you say.

"If by sweet you mean embarrassing then ya, they are great," she says laughing and rubbing her forehead.

You turn to face her.

"What is your intention with me, Clark." You say boldly, catching her a little off guard.

"Well, I really enjoy spending time with you - and I like you, but everyone likes you so that is really a given," she says stringing along more little comments.

The once confident All-American, now a blabbering mess.

"Caitlin Clark," you say pulling her out of her jumble of words. "Ask me to be your girlfriend."

She stands there looking at you, takes a deep breath, and takes your hands.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" She asks, her eyes locked on yours.

Without blinking, you respond.

"No."

"What? You literally just told me to ask you," she says with protest.

You laugh and she catches on to you.

"You are unbelievable," she says.

"I may be but I'm your girlfriend now, so you are just going to have to deal with me," you say.

"Well you just said no, so it looks like I am still on the market," Caitlin says now teasing you.

"Mmhmm, sure you are," you say wrapping your arms around her neck as her arms wrap around your waist. She laughs and looks into your eyes.

"I'm going to kiss you now," you say.

She waits and you stop leaning in - she takes you in.

"Okay," she says and your lips meet hers for the first time. The first time but certainly not the last.

AN: This may be one of my favorites...ever. But my opinion doesn't matter, let me know what you think. And as always, thank you for all the love and support 🤍

[whencyclopedia]

Interview: Dithmarschen Republic

Located in what is the present-day German province of Schleswig-Holstein, the Dithmarschen Republic (1227-1559) was a republic by commoners who developed quasi-democratic institutions, including their own written constitution. Fiercely independent and freedom-loving, these peasants successfully defended their political independence against the forces of Holstein and the Scandinavian Kalmar Union as the Middle Ages came to a close.

House in Burg, Dithmarschen

Z thomas (CC BY-SA)

James Blake Wiener speaks to Dr. William L. Urban, a medievalist and the author of Dithmarschen: A Medieval Peasant Republic, to learn more about the Dithmarschers in this interview.

JBW: Dr. William L. Urban, many thanks for speaking with me. As your main research interest is that of the Teutonic Knights and the Northern Crusades, I am curious to know how you first became interested in the history of the Dithmarschers. What was it that led you to Dithmarschen?

WLU: In a very real sense, this book began at the University of Hamburg in 1964-1965 when I met a retired school teacher named Maria Krüger. Of Dithmarscher extraction, she often entertained my wife and me for tea, with cookies and tales of her native land. At her suggestion, I later read some of the local color novelists in the library of the University of Kansas. Thereafter, I went to the works of serious historians where I discovered that the novelists’ descriptions of Dithmarschen and its people were not exaggerations.

I was lucky enough to be able to travel to the countries north of the Elbe. After cycling across Germany three times, I lived in Hamburg and the neighboring town of Ahrensburg for almost a year. This gave me the confidence I needed to write a very rough draft of this manuscript before turning to the revision and completion of my dissertation, which appeared in 1975 as The Baltic Crusade. In the same year, I received a Fulbright-Hayes research grant for supplementary studies at the Johann Gottfried Herder Institute and the Philipps University in Marburg/Lahn. The opportunity arose for me to visit Dithmarschen twice that summer and again in 1976. In 1976-77, the University of Chicago awarded me a part-time faculty research grant in its main library, the Regenstein Library, to further develop my manuscript in discussion with Prof. Karl Morrison.

In the fall of 1982, Monmouth College provided me with a student assistant, Janet Fox, who typed the manuscript into the computer for editing. In the summer and fall of 1983, I was back in Marburg/Lahn with the help of a scholarship from the German Academic Exchange Service and a sabbatical from Monmouth College. At that time, Professor Walther Lammers was kind enough to read the manuscript and discuss it with me at his home. I really appreciated his support and friendship. In January 1988, with the help of my wife and a new student typist, Kris Wang, I began a two-year editing process. Hardly a sentence remained unchanged. Eventually, after being tutored to use PageMaker by Daryl Carr and Marta Tucker, I prepared the manuscript for publication during my spring semester sabbatical. In June 1990, my wife and I took a car tour of Dithmarschen to visit places I had previously missed. In the fall of 1990, Monmouth College provided another small grant to cover the cost of preparing the manuscript for publication, and Erik Midelfort (with whom I had discussed the Dithmarscher project on several occasions in the past) responded to my request for a final reading with several helpful comments on the text.

JBW: It is true that there was a notable absence of feudalism and serfdom in nearby Frisia during the Middle Ages. Were the political traditions in Dithmarschen similar to what many historians would term as 'Frisian freedoms'? If so, how 'free' were the Dithmarschers?

WLU: There were many similarities, but the Dithmarschers had a more strongly developed clan system. This communal spirit made it possible to build dikes and canals, to develop a legal system capable of dealing with crime, land disputes, and inheritances; it also made it easier to raise a fighting force of men who could stand up to feudal cavalry and neighboring militias.

16-century Map of Dithmarshen

Abraham Ortelius (Public Domain)

This evolved over time so that local communities (Kirchspiele) became more important, and then the more prosperous farmers became a quasi-aristocracy that dominated the 48 representatives of the final government.

JBW: Many of the characteristics of Dithmarschen – the presence of clannish families, a militia, and a fiercely independent populace – strike me as similar to other medieval peasant republics, like that of the Old Swiss Confederation or the Icelandic Commonwealth. Are such comparisons worthwhile or even valid?

WLU: In my book, I tried to analyze why most peasant republics failed. The Swiss survived because they had geography and poverty on their side. That is, the mountain cantons were difficult to attack and hardly worth the effort, while the other members of the Swiss Confederation managed to negotiate the complex political and military challenges by raising a well-drilled military force large enough to defeat the regional powers, then providing mercenaries to more powerful neighbors who became allies.

What Dithmarschen lacked was numbers, and both the Dithmarschers and the Hanseatic League failed to see the advantages of allying against their common enemies as the Swiss had done.

JBW: Relations between Dithmarschen and the medieval Hanseatic towns, like Lübeck, were close. Was this so that they could protect their common interests in commerce while maintaining a degree of political independence?

WLU: Yes, but their common interests were limited. There were Dithmarscher fishermen, just as there were in Lübeck, Hamburg, and Bremen, but no international network of trading partners for selling their catch. There were also too many tensions, especially Dithmarschen traditions that bordered on freebooting (and sometimes crossed over it)! Dithmarschers defended their citizens even when they were in the wrong, which was not always the case with the Hansa.

JBW: John I of Denmark (r. 1481-1513) and his brother, Duke Frederick of Holstein, attempted to subdue the peasantry of Dithmarschen in the 1490s. At the Battle of Hemmingstedt in 1500, Danes and Holsteiners were soundly defeated by the Dithmarscher peasants. What ensured their victory of what was seemingly a more powerful and better organized military force?

WLU: First, the invaders did not have the money to pay their mercenaries and allies for a long war, so they needed a quick victory.

Second, dumb luck. The king sent his army north from Meldorf toward Heide along a narrow road on a dike, expecting that the good weather would last. Instead, a winter storm blew into the invaders’ faces, making it difficult to see until they finally blundered into fortifications the Dithmarschers had hurriedly thrown up across the road. When they trained their artillery on the redoubt, the wind, snow, and rain doused the wicks and ruined the power.

Battle of Hemmingstedt

Max Friedrich Koch (Public Domain)

Lastly, Dithmarscher fighting skills were more appropriate to this battlefield – they opened the dikes, waded barefoot and half-naked through the freezing water to get at the foe, and then pursued the panicked enemy relentlessly.

JBW: What became of the Dithmarschers following the Protestant Reformation? Moreover, how did they ultimately lose their cherished freedoms?

WLU: The Dithmarschers were very pious, but because they had always been suspicious of clergymen, they had limited their authority. Since they had long managed their local religious affairs themselves and used the churches for schools and political assemblies, they found the change to Protestantism easy, which is quite something.

JBW: Are there any unique characteristics of the medieval Dithmarschen Republic that merit further consideration and study? If so, what are they?

WLU: First, we should not think of every European society as an inferior reflection of England and France, but of each possessing characteristics that are still important today. Second, these characteristics can be good or bad, or both at the same time. People are complicated. Third, not everyone can be moved by what they see in others.

Dithmarschers admire Britons; Americans are liable to see in the Dithmarschers what they once were, and everyone can remember that freedom is not free but must be earned and defended by patriot blood.

JBW: Finally, if there is one thing that we ought to remember about the Dithmarschen Republic, what is it in your opinion?

WLU: Someone inscribed a motto on the organ in Hemme, Germany: "Dithmarsia libera fuit." The implication was that it could be again, and today it has become so again.

JBW: Dr. William Urban, many thanks for lending your time and expertise!

Professor William L. Urban was educated at Baylor University, the University of Texas at Austin, and the Universität Hamburg. He received a Ph.D. 1967 at the University of Texas, taught at the University of Kansas and Monmouth College, Monmouth, Illinois, at Knox College, Fort Hays Kansas State College, the Estonian Institute for the Humanities, and the Eastern Michigan University Cultural History Tour in Europe. He was Director of the Arts of Florence, then the Yugoslav and Czech programs of Associated Colleges of the Midwest. He received a senior Fulbright grant for research at the Herder Institut in Marburg/Lahn, Germany; several DAAD grants, NEH grants for summer study, and a United States Military Academy Military History Workshop. He is a corresponding member of the Historische Kommission für ost- und westpreußische Landesforschung and the Baltische Historische Kommission. He has published The Baltic Crusade, The Prussian Crusade, The Livonian Crusade, The Samogitian Crusade, Tannenberg and After, Lithuania, Poland, and the Teutonic Order in Search of Immortality, The Teutonic Knights: a military history, Medieval Mercenaries, Bayonets for Hire: the Business of War, 1550-1763, Matchlocks to Flintlock, Mercenaries in Europe and Beyond, 1500-1700, Bayonets and Scimitars, Arms, Armies and Mercenaries, 1700-1789, and Small Wars, and their influence on the Nation State. With Jerry Smith, he translated The Livonian Rhymed Chronicle, The Chronicle of Balthasar Russow, and Johannes Renner's Chronicle.

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[bpod-bpod]

Can't Beat Betas

β-cells of the pancreas produce insulin that regulates levels of blood glucose and malfunction of these cells causes diabetes; the pancreas also contains other non-β-cells (called α-, δ- and γ-cells). In this study a mouse model lacking non-β-cells shows that β-cells alone are sufficient for maintaining normal blood glucose levels, meaning therapies for diabetes may be less concerned with inclusion of other cell types

Read the published research article here

Image from work by Marta Perez-Frances and colleagues

Department of Genetic Medicine and Development, iGE3 and Centre facultaire du diabète, Faculty of Medicine, University of Geneva, Geneva, Switzerland

Image originally published with a Creative Commons Attribution – NonCommercial – NoDerivs (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0)

Published in Nature Metabolism, August 2024

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[alldancersaretalented]

Choreographers and where they danced at

ALDC

Rachel Kreiling (NYCDA Faculty) Gianna Martello (ALDC Faculty)

Bobbie’s School of Performing Arts

Mandy Korpinen (Radix Faculty)

Bolero

Nika Kljun (Jump Faculty)

CC & Company Dance

Kirsten Russell (Jump Faculty)

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio

Ashly Costa (Nuvo Faculty) Jenna Johnson (24Seven Faculty)

Club Dance Studio

Kalani Hilliker Brynn Rumfallo (Club Dance Faculty) Jaycee Wilkins (Club Dance Faculty)

Dance Academy USA

Cindy Salgado (NYCDA Faculty)

Dance Connection 2

Erica Marr (Jump Faculty and Club Faculty)

Dance Connections (Greensboro)

Jared Grimes (NYCDA Faculty)

Danceology

Alexa Huey (Danceology Faculty) Jackie Mougel (Danceology Faculty)

Dance Precisions

Molly Long (Jump Faculty and Project 21) Scott Myrick (Pave Faculty) Lonni Olsen (The Space Faculty) Jessica Riches (the Space Faculty)

Dance Town

Rudy Abreu (Dance Town Faculty) D'Angelo Castro (Dance Town Faculty) Ruby Castro (Dance Town Faculty) Easton Payne (Dance Town Faculty) Camila Schwarz (Jump Faculty)

Dance World Academy

Mristen Gorski (Nuvo Faculty)

Denise Smith Dance Studio

Akira Uchida (Jump Faculty)

Denise Wall's Dance Energy

Travis Wall

DC Dance Factory

Elizabeth Petrin (24Seven Faculty)

Elite Dance By Damian

Chelsea Sebes (Evolve Dance Complex)

Evolve Dance Complex

Lauren Herb (Evolve Dance Complex Faculty)

Focal Point Dance Studios

Angela Cifone

Haja Dance Company

Madi Mac (Evolve Dance Complex Faculty)

Joanne Chapman School of Dance

Shannon Mather (24Seven Faculty and Mather) Blake McGrath (24Seven Faculty)

Just Plain Dancin'

Kenzie Fisher (K2 Studios) Kierra Fisher (K2 Studios)

Kathy Haller School of Dance

Julia Pearson (Danceology Faculty)

Kerry Smith's Academy of Dance Arts

Michael Keefe (Jump Faculty)

Larkin Dance Studio

Eva Igo Madison Jordan (Larkin Faculty) Taylor Sieve (Jump Faculty) Mackenzie Symanietz (Larkin Faculty)

Le Studio

Suzi Taylor (NYCDA Faculty)

Mary Alice's Dance Studio

Ali Dietz (NYCDA Faculty)

Master Ballet Academy

Sophia Lucia

Mather Dance Company

Kenzie Fisher (K2 Studios) Kierra Fisher (K2 Studios) Emily Madden (Mather Faculty) Autumn Miller (The Space Faculty) Lonni Olsen (The Space Faculty) Jessica Riches (The Space Faculty) Lexie Rosenstrauch (Mather Faculty) Nicole Smith (Mather)

Michelle Latimer Dance Academy

Kayla Radomski (Radix Faculty) Dana Wilson (NYCDA Faculty)

New Jersey Tap Ensemble

Jason Janas (Radix Faculty)

OCPAA

Hannahlei Cabanilla (Jump Faculty) Rheana Tumang (Studio X)

Pelagie Green Wren Academy of Dance

Kelby Brown (24Seven Faculty)

Perry Mansfield School of the Performing Arts

Jess Hendricks (24Seven Faculty)

Plumb Performing Arts

Jordan Pelliteri

Project 21

Selena Hamilton Addison Moffett Kelly Sweeney

Royal Dance Works

Jaci Royal (24Seven Faculty and Royal Flux)

School of the Arts

Brooke Pieroti (24Seven Faculty and TDC of SF)

Studio 19 Dance Complex

Courtney Schwartz (Radix Faculty)

Taps & Company

Chloe Arnold (NYCDA Faculty)

The Academy of Dance Arts

Madi Hicks (24Seven Faculty and Moving Forward Dallas)

The Dance Club

Joey Dowling (NYCDA Faculty)

The Dance Company of San Francisco

Chantel Aguirre (Nuvo Faculty)

West Coast School of the Arts

Lex Ishimoto (Jump Faculty) Jazelle Torre (Club and Project 21 Faculty)

Westside Dance Project

Megan Goldstein

Westside Ballet

Kim Craven (NYCDA Faculty)

??

Chaz Buzan (Radix Faculty) Tina Caspary (Radix Faculty) Danny Lawn (24Seven Faculty and Club Faculty) Ashley Moffitt (Club Faculty) Nick Meola (Nuvo Faculty and Danceology Faculty) Nick Young (24Seven Faculty)

feel free to send me a message or anon if there are people missing (which I know there are)!

[feroshgirlsims]

Villareal Household 1.3

Final Part of this Halloween-y and fun side story using this gorgeous cc and build by @surely-sims and @doctorsimcraft! If you get an invitation to Magic Town, make sure you go 😈

PREV

(Did you come here from the Main Story? Click here to get back.)

[TRANSCRIPT]

Claire Voyant: I commune with the spirits. They whisper their secrets to me and tell me of your futures, for the Dead know much.

Siobhan: Great, I want to know—Claire Voyant: I give you answers only. I don’t need your questions.

Luna: Not to be rude, but how can you give us answers if we don’t tell you what we want to know?

Sofia: Yeah, like, when is my album going to come out? Is Thorne Bailey going to produce it? What about–

Claire Voyant: Hush, child! And Luna, I’m especially disappointed in you. One who walks in both worlds should understand. But it is no matter. Let us all raise our hands. 

Siobhan: (whispering) What does she mean by ‘walk in both worlds’?

Claire Voyant: SILENCE!

Sofia: Probably that Luna walks a lot. You know, because she doesn’t drive.

Claire Voyant: I SAID ‘SILENCE’!

Claire Voyant: Hear your answer Siobhan Fyres! Your mate is fated. But howl will you find her? That chase will have to wait until you get to San Myshuno. 

Siobhan: Fated Mate? What is that supposed to mean? You’ve got it all wrong, lady. I don’t even want a girlfriend. I’m way too busy for commitment.

Claire Voyant: Sofia Bjersten, hear your answers! If fame comes too easy, remember it's a fairy tale. For your true calling, you’ll need all your faculties. 

Sofia: Wait, fairy tales are good, aren’t they? Or is this bad? I can’t tell. 

Luna: Um, not all of them. I think they might be pretty bad, actually…

Claire Voyant: I have given you answers. The portal will close in five seconds. I take cash or the MySimoleon app. 

Siobhan: She is crazy. I would never chase after a woman. What am I? A man? And I said I’m not paying for it.

Sofia: I think it would be a fairy tale if I was famous. It’s literally my dream. Do you think I should learn the violin?

Luna: So I don’t have a future?

Claire Voyant: Sims have futures. You are no sim; you have a Fate. Though goddess help me, you won’t embrace it. 

Luna: That can’t be right. I don’t have any power to deal with some scary fate. And even if I did, I wouldn’t know how to use it. 

Claire Voyant: You, Luna Villareal are the Devil’s own. It is not my job to teach you strength of character. Get out of my tent.

-----

LATER

Luna: Thanks for taking me tonight

JJ: It’s literally my job…

Luna: Oh.

JJ: I mean, I had fun. Why are you sad? It’s cause of that fortune teller, right?

Luna: No, that didn’t even bother me. 

JJ: Yet another reason you and Akira won’t work. The fae hate liars. 

Luna: And what about werewolves?

JJ: Werewolves have a 10-year-old kid, and the devil is their boss. 

Luna: Right. Sorry. I know you work for my dad. I didn’t mean to make it awkward.

Luna: And anyway, the fortune teller said there’s a vampire in San Myshuno that’ll make me and all my friends go through hell. So, staying away from me is probably for the best. 

JJ: (sighs) Luna? You don’t need that fortune teller to believe in you. You believe in yourself, and you keep your friends safe. And…and if you want me to teach you to fight, I will. 

[princess-of-the-corner]

Ok, so. I don’t know if it’s just cause Blood is Thicker is part of the CC series, so you’re worried about “repeating yourself”, so to speak, but things I think you could do (that would be fun to read):

- Moving into the dorms, meeting the class

- Himiko’s 1st day at U.A., Quirk Apprehension Test

- Quick overview of her first week, and how she feels about it

- the USJ (and/or the aftermath) from Himiko’s perspective

- Izuku & Himiko testing her Quirk

- Himiko starting to really notice a problem with her health (possibly in relation to testing her Quirk?)

- Sato & Yaomomo talk about how they have problems with nutrition because of their Quirks (blood sugar levels, & General calories, respectively) and any similarities fly right over Himiko’s head

- Himiko Attacking Sato and How that’s handled

- pov switch to the class, for their reactions and thoughts (holy shit, did Himiko get hit with a Quirk? Is this emerging PTSD??)

- the faculty try to work out what’s up with Himiko, the Saito incident gets brought up, teachers are getting suspicious of Himiko’s parents

- Himiko’s interactions with the class after The Incident, dealing with guilt and so on

- Himiko’s various hang ups on starting her “treatment plan” (any medicine she has to take, everyone trying to get her comfortable with drinking blood, the infamous “Capri Sun” incident, maybe just a bit of everyone trying each others wild and outrageous tastes in food)

- The Sports Festival (Any pertinent scenes, maybe Himiko gets a call from her parents after a match?)

- Himiko’s parents showing up, and getting arrested (was this a phone call, or did they actually show up, did they try to fight The arrest, so on and so forth)

Also, just … general friend fluff, bonding, tea parties, shopping, what Himiko’s dorm room looks like, any hobbies she feels comfy exploring now that she isn’t at her parents house, the beginnings of her crush on Hagakure, that sort of thing.

Though, I’d also get it if it makes more sense to make BiT a stand alone, and incorporate any other Himiko stuff into the bigger CC fic.

-

True!

Like there’s stuff I could do, I just don’t want to get too hung up on some things .

[literallyjusthereformods]

Finally finished my sim for @angel-cake120's sim-swap! The 27th Specimen (aka "Livard") was present at the bastion during the collapse. During the breach of security by infected entities, they fled their containment and awaited the aftermath, which allowed them to gain freedom. On their escape, they looted a few items from or nearby faculty corpses, including the cardigan of Dr. Livard (who's name-tag was attached. Entity 27 would appropriate the name for herself.) "Livard" the entity is immune to the outbreaking pathogen, but due to experimental biology, mutated a form of the pathogen which can spread to machines. They are immune to this strain, but still a carrier.

A secondary stolen article of clothing can be seen tied around their waste. (CC links and Tray file will be posted sometime soon. Keep a look out.)

[legacyshenanigans]

Hello B 🖤

Could we please maybe possibly get a short little AU of Cecilia starting Hogwarts? Or like a short little HC of how she would be in her school years vs her brother? Based on the short lil convo you did with volo and his son 🖤

Sure, I dont mind talking about their kids! 😊

Cecilia and Tobias Gaunt AU🐍

The children of Marvolo and Aurora (MC)

Cecilia had some trouble in her first year with some older bullies. Marvolo and Rowan ended up putting a stop to that by walking her to school one day and giving the bullies "the look." Which made them back off. She grew more confident as her years went on in Hogwarts. She was definitely a troublemaker while in school, but she wasn't really clever about it. She was reprimanded a number of times by professors and was a very turbulent and troublesome student. Where as Tobias was a "golden child" and never caused any hassle at Hogwarts, very intelligent, and very quiet. You could often find him alone around the grounds or in the halls, reading. Whereas Cecilia was always around with her little group of friends, causing mischief or some other form of annoyance for the school and the faculty.

Their relationship scenario's

Cecilia: *laughing with her friends while walking down a hallway at Hogwarts*

Tobias: *reading on a bench in the hallway, he looks up and rolls his eyes, turning away to carry on reading*

Cecilia: Hello Brother! *sarcastic fake smile*

Tobias: *rolls his eyes again and ignores her*

(She carries on walking with her friends)

Her friend: Your brothers cute *smirks* Introduce me?

Cecilia: Ew, girl, shut up *pulls a disgusted face*

(At the dinner table at home)

MC: Your father and I could have done without that meeting with your headmaster today CC.

Cecilia: *small moody face* I didn't know I was gonna get caught!

Tobias: Pffft..

Cecilia: *looks over at Tobias* What's so funny? *frowns*

Tobias: You have no finesse or intelligence...

Cecilia: *gets out her wand* Tobias I swear to-

Marvolo: *chuckles* Now now. Not at the dinner table *playful grin* Rip each other to shreds LATER, in the garden. I'll come and watch and give support.

MC: *chuckles* Marvolo, don't encourage them.

Tobias: Them ? Ha...Her you mean...I wouldn't lower myself.

Cecilia: Scared? *smug grin*

Tobias: Terrified..By your lack of brains.

Cecilia: *moody frown*

Cecilia: *sneaking in late one night*

Tobias: *who was coming out of the kitchen after making himself a drink*

Cecilia: Oh bollocks *rolls her eyes* Dont tell mum and dad...

Tobias: CC I care SO little about what YOU do...Also...I don't have to tell.

Cecilia: *looks confused*

Tobias: Fathers behind you.. Anyway, goodnight *small smirk and wanders off*

Cecilia: (?!) *spins around*

Marvolo: *looking down at her* And where have you been?

Cecilia: Shit..

~

[dystopicjumpsuit]

OC Sunday: Jurij "Doc" Vega (OC of @ladyzirkonia)

Who's that I see? My cyberpunk crush Doc?! I'm honored, Z! 🩵💜🩵💜

Oisin sends his regards and says to tell Doc to stop dodging Benduday dinner. He's worried that she's not eating enough. 😘

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Transcript in alt text and below the cut.

GRAND ARMY OF THE REPUBLIC

Personnel Datafile

Name: Jurij Vega

Rank: Major (Specialist/Senior Surgeon)

Identifying number: MO-7599

Duty assignment: Medical Corps Coruscant, Research Department Coruscant 

Status: Active

Service Record

Commendations: Distinguished Service Medal for innovative advancements in cybernetic technology and surgical procedures

Qualifications: Doctorate in clone genetics (topic: enhanced senses and desirable mutations)

robotics engineer specialized in cybernetic implants

Medical record: 

vicarious traumatization

early symptoms of compassion fatigue

genetic disposition of schizophrenia

Remarks:

attended the medical engineering faculty at Coruscant Academy

maintains relationships with researchers on the core worlds

collaboration with the research department on Kamino and support of the clone rehabilitation program

under surveillance:

possible connection to anti-war and clone activist movement (Robert Zane Weaver)

resistance to state authority (CC-1010)

possible connections to the underworld

possible drug abuse

[astrojulia]

Hey, what do you think about Mercury trine Uranus? Thank you very much <3

Mercury trine Uranus (with Elements)

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Hello Siren!

Mercury trine Uranus creates a harmonious flow of energy between the planet of communication, Mercury, and the planet of originality and unexpected change, Uranus. This aspect enhances your mental faculties, imbuing you with a quick-witted, inventive mind and a thirst for knowledge. I see the contact of Uranus and Mercury slightly complicated, since Mercury is a planet that likes organization, while Uranus governs chaos, but in a trine they work together in their best way possible.

Now, let us consider the elemental influences at play:

If this trine occurs within the Fire element (Aries, Leo, or Sagittarius), the fiery energy infuses your intellectual pursuits with passion, enthusiasm, and an enterprising spirit. You possess an innate ability to think outside the box, making connections and generating innovative ideas effortlessly. Your communication style is bold, confident, and inspiring, often igniting the sparks of creativity in those around you.

If this trine occurs within the Earth element (Taurus, Virgo, or Capricorn), the grounded energy channels your mental acuity and innovative thinking into practical applications. You possess a keen attention to detail and a methodical approach to problem-solving. Your communication style is precise, focused, and reliable, making you a valuable source of practical insights and ideas.

If this trine occurs within the Air element (Gemini, Libra, or Aquarius), the airy energy enhances your mental agility and intellectual curiosity. You possess a natural gift for processing information, making connections, and communicating your ideas with ease. Your mind is open to new perspectives, and you excel in brainstorming sessions and collaborative endeavors. Your communication style is articulate, persuasive, and captivating.

If this trine occurs within the Water element (Cancer, Scorpio, or Pisces), the watery energy infuses your mental realm with depth, intuition, and emotional intelligence. You possess a remarkable ability to tap into the subconscious, making profound connections and grasping the underlying emotions in any situation. Your communication style is empathetic, intuitive, and compassionate, allowing you to connect with others on a deep emotional level.

Kisses from the Sea! 🐠

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[leolingo]

(rant about linguistics, aphasia and q!quackity’s impairments post-memory loss!!! to anyone who knows more about any of this, PLEASE add on or dm me id love to learn if anyones into neurolinguistics or anything of the sort)

ive been digging deeper into q!quackity’s condition (because I quite literally CAN’T stop thinking abou it) + taking note of his symptoms/behavior and it seems like what he’s dealing with could be called alexia (acquired inability to read) with agraphia (acquired inability to write), which are types of general aphasia, except i still need to know MORE about his production and comprehension i need to get in there!!!!!

it seems like he could be experiencing literal/verbal alexia with agraphia, which would mean he can’t recognize written letters or symbols at all and that is why he’s unable to read (this is all very tentative… all i have to go off of is my psycholinguistics class and as many academic articles as i can read). from what ive seen, q!q hasn’t actually tried to read any signs out loud, there’s no verbal attempt or production of speech which would make sense if he really can’t recognize the alphabet. BUT. what bothers me is that he can speak spanish with no issues. since spanish has a high proximity between phonology and orthography, theory says people who are able to speak it should be able to read and write the phonemes. and he can’t — or hasn’t tried. THAT makes me think he Can recognize the letters themselves

to confirm this i would really like to see him try to spell…. Or just name a letter! if its confirmed he CAN recognize individual letters, then id say what we’re looking at is more like pure alexia (without agraphia) — only a reading impairment, which would cause him to be unable to Arrange the letters in a sensical order. Its tough to check any of this w minecraft as a medium…. with a keyboard (or, in rp, on a communicator/in chat) it’s kind of impossible to know if he’s clicking at random or actually Trying to seek specific letters. but ill say that the way he sometimes dictates what he’s intending to write makes me think he DOES have the visual of each letter in his mind, and just struggles to order them or accurately transpose them

its also interesting to me how theres no sign of a speech impediment. q!q could speak fine from the very first moment we saw him. all hesitation was modal/owed to circumstance and not actually tied to his production of speech. i think that has more to do with the memory part of things! it could be that the extend of his memory alteration only goes as far as his writing and reading do. speech and comprehension come first in regular human development, and those are the faculties he has kept mostly unaltered. there could also be an argument to make about this pointing spanish as his first language (like cc!quackity) and english as his second, which would explain the dissonance between his production in one language and the other — but given that last stream he did express knowledge of english, idk if its relevant

i dont know much about the actual anatomy of things but i think it’s interesting that most aphasia cases are caused by lesions on the left temporal-parietal lobe. AND that its also possible for aphasia to be caused by head trauma like a hard hit to the head or deprival of oxygen (due to drowning? food for thought).

psa i know the situation in canon could be a lot less deep than im trying to make it. i get that. i dont expect the writers team to have researched the symptoms to this extent, but i enjoy discussing it. this is part of my major and a big area of interest for me so i find it really fun :) ill keep reading on this topic as much as i can and reblog w more of my musings if i find more relevant info. baseline qsmp team please let me in i need to study q!q under a microscope (lovingly)

[aliceinclockland]

COMPLETELY UNRELATED TO CARDCAPTOR HIGH AU IN THE WORKS (i wake up at literally 1am here for work pls hav mercy) BUT.

IMAGINE CARDCAPTOR CHARACTERS DISCOVER THE ENTIRE CCS MANGA AND READS IT THEMSELVES?

this has been inspired by a twitter post bc that tweet made my rusty brain start working again. thank u to that person (and to cinzia's wonderful drawing of yunaaki 🥺🥺)

okay so what I'm thinking as a backstory is that this is post clear card arc (incl. special chapter).

the Kinomotos are doing some spring cleaning in the Fujitaka library basement and then Sakura discovers these books (im thinking the collectors edition) that has a simple, yet captivating cover... and also happens to be magical?

just by seeing the book, sakura feels a little magic in the book, and what surprised her is that its very faint but she can recognize that it is hers.

she then asks her father about it and he just shrugs, saying that he doesn't remember how, where and when did he get them from. Sakura then asks permission to read the books, and she does.

the two then starts reading the books together, until they finished the first book.

um... actually, she didn't read the book... yet.

she contacted tomoyo, asking her if she published a book about their adventures (just like how tomoyo published the video for the animated series to happen).

tomoyo's response is no, and asked her why did she think she did... well, the cover looks like an uncanny illustration of sakura and her parents in the first serialization (cue the infamous Tomoyo reaction "my!")

few minutes later someone rings the doorbell for the kinomotos and fujitaka was surprised to see tomoyo , as sakura hasn't informed him that she'll come by and visit.

they brought the book to school and made everyone see it in lunchtime. naoko volunteered to read it first and remarks that the illustration looks so much like sakura a day after, and that the book is really good and was drawn well. then chiharu and yamazaki took it home to read and said the same thing naoko said. then it was syaoran's turn.

akiho also was informed about this book and asked kaito whether it was part of the books that went to the kinomoto library when sakura removed the book from kaito's soul— kaito said it was a possibility, and is now as intrigued as akiho and wants to read it themselves.

the question would be: would they be intrigued enough to go back to Tomoeda to borrow the book and examine it?

well, color everyone surprised when they saw sakura walk to school WITH akiho a couple of days after the "book fiasco" (everyone forgot about it very quickly).

they've all made some small talks before class starts, and akiho walks around thr faculty to also do some paperworks while they're still in tomoeda.

kaito on the other hand is bringing their stuff to the hiiragizawa mansion (my canon is that eriol gave them a key so they have a temporary home whenever they wanted to visit— bc he knows they will do so when they have a proper excuse for it + akiho's book collection is still in the "basement", safe and sound).

syaoran then sends kaito a picture of the book— still in his possession, bc he needed more time to read it (in other words he wanted his mother to know if there's anything that's going to cause his girl any harm and wanted to be prepared), kaito immediately recognizes it as one of the books that went to the basement when sakura did the deed. he then facetimes syaoran to confirm the suspicions, but also clarifies that it's not the blank book but rather, the book that was once called "alice in clockland". (i miss momo so momo definitely must have a mention here).

you might be asking, "how the hell can kaito CONFIDENTLY facetime syaoran?" well another headcanon i have is that eriol occasionally calls the two during their world tour, just to check up on them, and give them some advices and guidance on their trip (he— eriol— also reports to sakura about how they are doing). kaito feels uncomfortable answering those calls at first and lets akiho set his phone up so that the two of them will be in view as eriol tells kaito that he needs to get used to modern technology because "you'll need it one day".

also their phones are from the one and only, Tomoyo Daidouji. tomoyo sends them prototypes, with all of the tomoeda people's numbers saved in there. the two actually keep all of the gadgets tomoyo mails to them and akiho enjoys using them everyday that she can.

back to present, kaito explains to syaoran that the clockland book was used to record sakura and akiho's life, so he can cast the spell where he could incorporate akiho seamlessly into sakura's life without anyone "sensing any discrepancies". that explains why the book's characters are much alike from their counterparts in real life, including the physical description, but they're not sharing their real names with the characters.

akiho then comes home to the sight of the two facetiming each other, and said hi to syaoran on the other line. she then did the same but with sakura, and the two just talked about everything (by everything i mean EVERYTHING— sakura telling akiho what she learned in school, what recipes she's been learning, her magical experiences, etc., and akiho tling sakura all of the places she and kaito have visited, what books she have read, the culture of the country where they were, and also showed some sovenirs she got (aside from the books she's currently putting on her library)

they then talked about the book, and how sakura felt that the book was her, but wonders why the character doesn't share the same name as her real life self. akiho then explains how important someone's name is and reminded her that she only told her real name to sakura after everything that went down. they then chatted about what name would be perfect as an "alias" for sakura...

i honestly would've written way more if my brain didn't stop braining just after i wrote the last paragraph smh...

I'm planning to do this as an ao3 series but i still need to work on my wordings and grammar bc i am bye-lingual 🙃

that's it today byeeeee~ see y'all after a few months 😭

[bpod-bpod]

Class I Quality

Our health relies on our immune system knowing the difference between what's us and what's foreign or abnormal. A protein that very much represents 'self' called MHC Class I on all but red cells is key to that process. This study shows that a previously uncharacterised protein called IRGQ is involved in 'quality control' of MHC class I molecules – directing them to degrade via a mechanism called autophagy if they're not up to scratch. It's also involved in enabling cancer to evade recognition by the immune system

Read the published research article here

Image from work by Lina Herhaus and Uxía Gestal-Mato, and colleagues

Institute of Biochemistry II, Goethe University Frankfurt, Medical Faculty, Frankfurt am Main, Germany

Image originally published with a Creative Commons Attribution – NonCommercial – NoDerivs (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0)

Published in Cell, October 2024

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The Censier revolutionaries

At the same time as the students occupied the Sorbonne, they also took over the ‘Centre Censier’ (the new Paris University Faculty of Letters). Censier is an enormous, ultra-modern, steel-concrete-and-glass affair situated at the south-east corner of the Latin Quarter, Its occupation attracted less attention than did that of the Sorbonne. It was to prove, however, just as significant an event. For while the Sorbonne was the shop window of revolutionary Paris — with art that that implies in terms of garish display-, Censier was its dynamo, the place where things really got done.

To many, the Paris May Days must have seen an essentially nocturnal affair: nocturnal battles with the CRS, nocturnal barricades, nocturnal debates in the great amphitheaters. But this was but one side of the coin. While some argued late into the Sorbonne night? others went to bed early for in the mornings they would be handing out leaflets at factory gales or in the suburbs, leaflets that had to be drafted, typed, duplicated, and the distribution of which had to be carefully organised. This patient, systematic work was done at Censier. It contributed in no small measure to giving the new revolutionary consciousness articulate expression.

Soon after Censier had been occupied a group of activists comandeered a large part of the third floor. This space was to be the headquarters of their proposed ‘worker-student action committees’. The general idea was to establish links with groups of workers, however small: who shared the general libertarian- revolutionary outlook of this group of students. Contact having been made, workers and students would cc-operate in the joint drafting of leaflets. The leaflets would discuss the immediate problems of particular groups of workers, but in the light of what the students had shown to be possible. A given leaflet would then be jointly distributed by workers and students, outside the navicular factory or office to which it referred, In some instances the distribution would have to be undertaken by students alone, in others hardly a single student would be needed, What brought the Censing comrades together was a deeply-felt sense of the revolutionary potentialities of the situation and the knowledge that they had no time to waste. They all felt the pressing need for direct action propaganda, and that the urgency of the situation required of them that they transcend any doctrinal differences they might have with one another. They were all intensely’ political people. By and large, their politics were those of that new and increasingly important historical species: the ex- members of one or other revolutionary organization.

What were their views? Basically they boiled down to a few simple propositions. What was needed just now was a rapid, autonomous development of the working class struggle, the setting up of elected strike committees which would link union and non-union members in all strike-bound. plants and enterprises, regular meetings of the strikers so that the fundamental decisions remained in the hands of the rank and file, workers’ defence committees to defend pickets from police intimidation, a constant dialogue with the revolutionary students aimed at restoring to the working class its own tradition of direct democracy and its own aspiration to self-management (auto- gestion), usurped by the bureaucracies of the trade unions and the political parties, For a whole week the various Trotskyist and Maoist factions didn’t even notice what was going on at Censier. They spent their time in public and often acrimonious debates at the Sorbonne as to who could provide the best leadership. Meanwhile, the comrades at Censier were steadily getting on with the work. The majority of them had ‘been through’ either Stalinist or Trotskyist organizations. They had left behind them all ideas to the effect that ‘intervention’ was meaningful only in terms of potential recruitment to their own particular group. AIl recognised the need for a widely-based and moderately structured revolutionary movement, but none of them saw the building of such a movement as an immediate, all important task, on which propaganda should immediately be centred.

Duplicators belonging to ‘subversive elements’ were brought in. University duplicators were commandeered. Stocks of paper and ink were obtained from various sources and by various means. Leaflets began to pour out. first in hundreds, then in thousands, then in tens of thousands as links were established with one group of rank and file workers after another, On the first day alone, Renault, Citroen, Air France, Boussac, the Nouvelles Messageries de Presse, Rhone- Poulenc and the RATP (Métro) were contacted. The movement then snowballed.

Every evening at Censier, the action committees reported back to an ‘Assemblée Générale’ devoted exclusively to this kind of work. The reactions to the distribution were assessed, the content of future leaflets discussed. These discussions would usually be led off by the worker contact who would describe the impact of the leaflet on his workmates. The most heated discussion centred on whether direct attacks should be made on the leaders of the CGT or whether mere suggestions as to what was needed to win would be sufficient to expose everything the union leaders had (or hadn’t) done and everything they stood for. The second viewpoint prevailed. The leaflets were usually very short, never more than 200 or 300 words. They nearly ail started by listing the workers’ grievances — or just by describing their conditions of work. They would end by inviting workers to call at Censier or at the Sorbonne. “These places are now yours, Come there to discuss your problems with others. Take a hand yourselves in making known your problems and demands to those around you.” Between this kind of opening and this kind of conclusion, most leaflets contained one or two key political points. The response was instantaneous. More and more workers dropped in to draft joint leaflets with the students. Soon there was no lecture room big enough for the daily ‘Assemblée Générale’. The students learned a great deal from the workers’ self-discipline and from the systematic way in which they presented their reports. It was all so different from the ‘in-fighting’ of the political sects. There was agreement that these were the finest lectures held at Censier!

Among the more telling lines of these leaflets, I noted the following’, Air France leaflet “We refuse to accept a degrading ‘modernisation’ which means we are constantly watched and have to submit to conditions which are harmful to our health, to our nervous systems and an insult to our status of human beings... We refuse to entrust our demands any longer to professional trade union leaders. Like the students, we must take the control of our affairs into our own hands.” Renault leaflet “If we want our wage increases and our claims concerning conditions of work to be secure, if we don’t want them constantly threatened, we must now struggle for a fundamental change in society... As workers we should ourselves seek to control the operation of our enterprises. Our objectives are similar to those of the students. The management (gestion) of industry and the management of the university should be democratically ensured by those who work there...” Rhone-poulenc leaflet “Up till now we tried to solve our problems through petitions, partial struggles, the election of better leaders. This has led us nowhere. The action of the students has shown us that only rank and file action could compel the authorities to retreat... the students are challenging the whole purpose of bourgeois education. They want to take the fundamental decisions themselves. So should we.We should decide the purpose of production, and at whose cost production will be carried out.” District leaflet (distributed in the streets at Boulogne Billancoud) “The government fears the extension of the movement. It fears the developing unity between workers and students. Pompidou has announced that “the government will defend the Republic. The Army and police are being prepared, De Gaulle will speak on the 24th. Will he send the CRS to clear pickets out of strikebound plants? Be prepared. In workshops and faculties, think in terms of self- defence,..” Every day dozens of such leaflets were discussed, typed, duplicated, distributed. Every evening we heard of the response: “The blokes think it’s tremendous. It’s just what they are thinking. The union officials never talk like this”. “The blokes liked the leaflet. They are sceptical about the 12%. They say prices will go up and that we’ll lose it all in a few months. Some say let’s push all together now and take on the lot,” “The leaflet certainly staged the lads talking. They’ve never had so much to say. The officials had to wait their turn to speak...”

I vividly remember a young printing worker who said one night that these meetings were the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him. AII his life he had dreamed of meeting people who thought and spoke like this. But every time he thought he had met one all they were interested in was what they could get out of him. This was the first time he had been offered disinterested help. I don’t know what has happened at Censier since the end of May. When I left, sundry Trots were beginning to move in, “to politicize the leaflets” (by which I presume they meant that the leaflets should now talk about “the need to build the revolutionary Party”). If they succeed — which I doubt, knowing the calibre of the Censier comrades — it will be a tragedy.

The leaflets were in fact political. During the whole of my short stay in France I saw nothing more intensely and relevantly political (in the best sense of the term) than the sustained campaign emanating from Censier, a campaign for constant control of the struggle from below, for self-defence, for workers’ management of production, for popularizing the concept of workers’ councils, for explaining to one and all the tremendous relevance, in a revolutionary situation, of revolutionary demands, of organised self-activity, of collective self-reliance.

As I left Censier I could not help thinking how the place epitomized the crisis of modern bureaucratic capitalism. Censier is no educational slum. It is an ultra-modern building, one of the showpieces of Gaullist ‘grandeur’. It has closed-circuit television in the lecture theatres, modern plumbing, and slot machines distributing 24 different kinds of food ,in sterilized containers and 10 different kinds of drink. Over 90% of the students there are of petty bourgeois or bourgeois backgrounds. Yet such is their rejection of the society that nurtured them that they were working duplicators 24 hours a day, turning out a flood of revolutionary literature of a kind no modern city has ever had pushed into it before. This kind of activity had transformed these students and had contributed to transforming the environment around them. They were simultaneously disrupting the social structure and having the time of their lives. In the words of a slogan scrawled on the wall: ‘On n’est pas If pour s’emmerder’ (you’ll have to look this one up in the dictionary).