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bucky-hues · 3 years ago

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stucky fic recs

here are some stucky fic recs! as always, be sure to read the warnings for each fic <3

one shots

finding home | @thedamageofherdays

cap steve x modern bucky

After he is caught in a terrible rainstorm while hiking, Bucky is glad to find shelter at the cottage Steve shares with his daughter and his dog. Bucky ends up finding so much more than just a safe place to spend the night.

x | @dreadlockholiday

steve x bucky

Request: Bucky looking through a glossy magazine and saying something like "God, can you imagine being paid for just looking cute?" And without thought Steve replies, "you'd be a millionaire" and Bucky just blushes furiously while Steve's all like 😳 *oh no, I just said that out loud*

x | @dreadlockholiday (18+)

steve x bucky

Bucky finds his BFF Steve's sketchbook... and it's full of nothing but sketches of Bucky... naked.

sweethearts | @musette22

steve x bucky

Steve confesses his feelings to Bucky using sweethearts

my moon, my man | @musette22 (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

AU meet-cute. Strangers on a Train, but with less murder and more sexual tension.

make it till you fake it | AggressiveWhenStartled (AO3)

steve x bucky

“Ned,” Peter said, like a drowning man sighting land. “Ned. Captain America and the Winter Soldier are fake dating right now and it is the most painfully awkward and obvious thing I have ever seen, all of us want to die, Ned.”

things my heart used to know | Nightwing11 (AO3)

steve x bucky

In a world where soulmates can communicate telepathically with their partners, Steve Rogers has always had Bucky Barnes with him, a calming voice in a sea of turmoil. And, when Bucky falls off the train during World War II, Steve experiences deafening silence for the first time.

Now, after crashing a plane in the Arctic to save the world and being frozen for 70 years, Steve’s still trying to figure out how to live without Bucky there. His new friends are trying to help him adjust, to move on. And he thought he was doing better, he really did.

So, why is he suddenly hearing Bucky’s voice again?

catfish | @buckmebxrnes (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve Rogers is a famous movie star, known for his role as Captain America. Bucky Barnes is a bored law student who drinks too much wine. Bucky gets on match.com to boost his confidence. What he doesn't expect is a guy using Steve Rogers' pictures on a dating profile. Bucky decides to mess with the guy. After all, what idiot uses Steve Rogers' pictures on a dating site?

Not like it's really him, right? Bucky may need more wine.

let's go have fun | @sebastanbucky

steve x bucky

“Nat wanted me to-” Nat clears her throat and he rolls his eyes. “I wanted to tell you something.” He looks at Steve with a look he hopes says ‘play along’. “Okay. What did you want to tell me?” Bucky has to take a deep breath to keep from laughing again, it helps with his performance as Nat nods encouragingly at him. “I’m gay.” He says, making his voice sound shaky and weak.

the way you came around | sokaless (AO3)

steve x bucky

After a while, Bucky says, “You know, this song sounds like it was written for you.” “That's funny,” Steve remarks. “I chose it because it reminded me of you.” Steve gives Bucky an iPod full of his favourite songs from the 21st century to help him deal with his nightmares. Bucky has a new mission- to find out who Steve is in love with, because there are a few too many unrequited love songs on that iPod.

stuck on you | wearing_tearing (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

“Bucky? You don’t look so hot.”

Bucky makes a tiny little sound in the back of his throat, only to start coughing. Of course he doesn’t look hot. He’s sick and he’s dying and Steve obviously isn’t attracted to him.

you have the place next to my place | justanotherStonyfan (AO3)

cap steve x modern bucky

prompt: “We live in adjacent apartments and our bedrooms are on opposite sides of a very thin wall and one night I heard you crying and talked to you through the wall” AU

Captain America helps the Vet next door.

you’ve got (30) new matches | williamkaplans (AO3)

steve x bucky

When everyone finds out Steve's bi thanks to Bucky's recovering memories, Natasha kicks up her match-making into high gear. Steve has zero luck, but Natasha won't give up, especially when Sam (jokingly) suggests online dating. It isn't long before Steve finds someone, a someone who seems eerily familiar.

perfectly right wrong number | melonbutterfly (AO3)

cap steve x modern bucky

It all starts because Steve is too dumb to handle his smartphone.

A wrong number AU in which Bucky Barnes doesn't enter Steve's life (meaning: Bucky wasn't born until the eighties, but Steve is still Captain America) until Steve accidentally dials the wrong number. Wherein there is a lot of texting, some advice via Natasha and Darcy, a bit of pining, and a first date in an amusement park. Oh, and on top of being a disabled veteran, Bucky is a professional catwalker. Literally.

put your number in my phone | MacksDramaticShenanigans (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve tucks his phone back into his pocket and turns back to the computer. He only has to click a few times before he finds the link to the questionnaire and opens it, inputting the participant number before hitting next. The beginnings of the consent form fills the page, and all Steve has left to do now is wait for the participant— one James Barnes, according to the website— to show up.

Thankfully, Steve doesn’t end up having to wait very long. James Barnes shows up ten minutes early and knocks on the door before cracking it open and peeking in.

“Oh, hi,” he says, when he spots Steve sitting at the desk. He pushes the door open all the way and steps into the room just as Steve spins in the chair to face him.

“Um, I’m, uh, a bit early, but I’m here for the decision making study,” James continues, clear blue eyes flickering around the room before landing on Steve again. The skin between his eyebrows crinkles up a little, and god, Steve probably shouldn’t find his uncertainty as cute as he does. “Am I in the right place?”

wouldn’t it be nice | MacksDramaticShenanigans (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

"You are never going to believe what just happened," Bucky bemoans, shaking his head. He's at Steve's side in a moment and doesn't bother to give any warning before he dramatically falls into Steve's lap. Steve just barely manages to save his book from getting squashed.

"What is it?" Steve asks, matching Bucky's dramatic tone. "What am I not going to believe?"

"I just got off the phone with Natasha," he starts. "She cancelled on me!" Bucky throws his arms up, nearly smacking Steve in the face in the process.

Steve carefully places his hand on Bucky's forearm and lowers it away from his face.

"You're kidding," he says, a frown curving onto his lips at the news.

"I wish I was," he sighs. Bucky presses his lips together into a disappointed line and deflates against the back of the couch, slinking down Steve's thighs a little. "Who goes to Coney Island alone? How pathetic is that?"

Steve snorts, earning a glare from Bucky, and pats Bucky's thigh. "Aw, don't be such a sourpuss, Buck," he says. "Who said anything about going alone?"

all jokes aside | darksknight (AO3)

steve x bucky

"Before we know it Banner’s gonna be makin’ insinuations.” (Everyone "jokes" about Steve and Bucky being in a relationship until, eventually, they admit that they are.)

barnes & rogers and the goddamn truth

steve x bucky (teacher au)

There are three well-known facts at Shield High:

1. The history teacher Mr. Barnes is a stone-cold terror, and it’s not even because he only has one arm. 2. The other history teacher, Mr. Rogers, is a mysterious enigma, and it’s something to do with the body of a Greek God and contradicting stories of his past. (They’re all rumours, anyway.) 3. Mr Barnes and Mr Rogers hate each other.

Bucky wouldn’t have it any other way.

in the shadows | DragonWannabe (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky

Five times they thought they were almost caught, one time someone found out, and one time they didn't have to hide.

OR:

Bucky and Steve grew up in a time when people like them went to jail.

single and looking | Jaiden_S (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky

"Bucky held his place with his index finger and turned the magazine over to check the date on the cover. It was brand new, just out this month. An unexpected cord of anxiety tightened in Bucky’s chest. Single and looking? Frantically, he flipped back to the article. What exactly was Steve looking for? According to the article, Steve’s dream girl should be intelligent, altruistic, well-versed in current events and have a wicked sense of humor. Oh, and he had a thing for high heels and red lipstick. Bucky’s stomach churned as he re-read the article. Was that really what Steve wanted? Make-up and stilettos?"

A slightly sappy tale of two utterly besotted super-soldiers who excel at miscommunication.

these american dreams (ain’t no white picket fences left for me) | kariye (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky

In which Bucky has a house, a dog, an herb garden, and a serious case of insomnia. Welcome to Havensport, Indiana (population 8,294), where Tom’s Neighborhood Grocer stays open all night, little old ladies call the car shop to get their refrigerators repaired, and the heat of summer days and the length of summer nights can make you think that this perfect world will last forever.

i’ve been careless with a delicate man | paraxdisepink (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky

Steve lets SHIELD think he and Bucky were boyfriends so they’ll let him see the Winter Soldier in medical.

knock on wood | 74days (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve Rogers lives a quiet, steady life, until his next door neighbour moves in and starts having incredibly energetic sex every night. All Steve wants is for him to move his bed away from the wall so the damn headboard doesn't knock a hole through his wall.

progressively bigger keys | spinawren (AO3)

steve x bucky

“A very little key will open a very heavy door.” ― Charles Dickens, Hunted Down

Steve and Bucky, it appears, have less need for a key and more use for a battering ram in trying to come out of the closet.

(The one where Steve tries to do one thing (one thing!) without causing a national ruckus, but the press are determined to see Bucky as Steve's best friend. And nothing more.)

stucky discover gay rights | Alicia_Borealis (AO3)

steve x bucky

“Then, why-” Steve stopped himself and looked at Bucky, who had tears rolling freely down his cheeks. “We’re- we’re not sick?”

“Wait, what?” Tony asked.

“Being a homosexual, it isn’t… wrong?”

The story of how Steve Roger's loved and lost Bucky, then how he got him back and then how he realised he was allowed to love him after all.

thursday nights with bucky barnes | Ellessey (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve has a comfortable, well-worn routine for his Thursday nights, until the old man who runs the laundromat breaks his hip.

Then Steve has Bucky instead.

to seek a nood-er world | jehans (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky

Send noodz

Steve has been staring at his phone for the last six minutes, eyes narrowed so much they’re almost closed at this point, trying to figure out what the hell Bucky means. Noodz? What the fuck are noodz?

Listen, Steve is at least marginally aware of modern pop culture. He’s heard of nudes — not that nudes are exactly a modern invention; artists have been creating them for millennia — and he does know that people tend to misspell words to be cute or funny. They did that when he was young, too. Because time is a flat circle, apparently.

But, wait—does that mean…?

No. Not possible. Bucky isn’t asking Steve to send him…nudes.

Right?

tied ‘round your throat | sleepypercy (AO3) (18+)

police officer steve x serial killer bucky

Steve's a small-town police officer trying to track a serial killer who's been in Steve's bed the whole time.

much tattoo about nothing | Deisderium (AO3) (18+)

cap steve x modern bucky

Steve Rogers gets a lot of email requests, but never one like this: James Barnes wants to use his healing factor to practice tattoos.

Turns out tattoos give Steve boners.

the perfect man | Ellessey (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Setting up a dating profile is decidedly not in Bucky's skill-set, but against all odds he manages to connect with someone who makes the one-night stand he thought he wanted feel like not nearly enough.

kiss me and take off your clothes | steveandbucky (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve Rogers is dared to send a dick pic to a blog which critiques dick pics (run by none other than Bucky Barnes). Hilarity ensues.

i can’t dare to dream about you anymore | steveandbucky (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve considers himself to be a pretty open-minded guy, which is why he can't quite understand why he feels so uncomfortable whenever he sees his gay roommate kissing guys. He's not homophobic, but how else can he explain the way his stomach twists at the sight?

It takes him a while to catch on.

exam room b | steveandbucky (AO3)

modern steve x nurse bucky

“Wait, what do you mean he asked for me?”

“He asked if the cute male nurse with the ponytail was working today. I assume he meant you.”

kickstart my heart | Kalee60 (AO3) (18+)

doctor steve x modern bucky

Bucky’s Wednesday wasn’t off to a great start. Not only did he wake up in a hospital with his annoyed best friend staring down at him, his treating Doctor just happened to be way too familiar, and the reason for that was slightly mortifying.

With misunderstandings in the air, a snarky nurse who is a pain in his butt and the ugliest neck brace known to man attached to his body. There was no way his Wednesday was ever going to improve. Could it?

you make me feel.. | kalika_999 (AO3) (18+)

cap steve x modern bucky

All Steve wanted was to take a breather, decompress after a mission and go out for a jog in the rain. He wasn't expecting to hide out in a bookstore filled with new and used books or that the employee that worked there thought he was an absolute loser and didn't even realize he was insulting Captain America.

nothing in the world that could stop it | rainbow_nerds (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Bucky just wanted to send his best friend a picture of his cat being an idiot while he was taking a bath. Was it really his fault for forgetting the full length mirror right opposite the tub?

rescue me and hold me in your arms | 74days (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Bucky is on the worst date of his life, and what he really needs of for this waitress to get the message he's sending her with his mind to rescue him. She doesn't, but she does send someone to extract him from a night of torture...

odd ways | peterbparker (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

“And it would have been an amazing night with my son if he wasn’t distracted by the hot guy on the other side of the room,” Sarah sighed, shaking her head. “He’s been looking over at you for the past fifteen minutes.”

Bucky choked on the mouthful of beer he had just taken.

“What?” he croaked. Things were starting to make a little more sense now.

“Right?” Sarah said, waving her hand towards her son. “He completely ignored my garden stories because he’s been making eyes at you so I decided to come over and introduce myself.”

series

rare is this love (keep it covered) | @musette22 (18+)

cap steve x modern bucky

It’s 2014. Captain America has been out of the ice for three years and is trudging along, saving the world and trying to get used to living in the future. Steve thinks he knows how the rest of his life is going to pan out – a life of duty, which he chose when he signed up to be Erskine’s science experiment. But then, he meets Bucky Barnes: the out-of-this-world-gorgeous mechanic and war vet, who turns Steve’s life upside down and makes him question everything he thought he knew. Slowly, Steve comes to realize there is more to life than duty and punching Nazis. Just one problem though: how on earth does a 96-year-old virgin who only just realized he may not be entirely straight make the transition from crush to relationship? Cue healthy amounts of self-doubt, awkward flirting, pretty blushing, existential crises, emotional growth, and maybe, possibly, a sexual awakening.

coming up easy | @musette22 (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

“Listen, I was just thinking,” Steve says, his face open, eyebrows raised in a tentatively hopeful expression. “Why don’t you come stay at my place for a while? I’ve got an office that I barely use, and a change of scenery might do you good, right? Help you beat that writer’s block?” With a crooked smile, he adds, “I promise I’m not a serial killer.”

While Bucky would normally crack a joke about how that’s exactly what a serial killer would say, right now, all he can do is blink at Steve in surprise, heart tripping over itself in his chest. Steve wants him to come and stay at his place. In Massachusetts. Just the two of them.

"Oh," Bucky croaks. "I- Wow."

“I mean, no pressure,” Steve says hastily. “Totally fine if you don’t wanna. I just thought I’d offer, in case it might help, y’know?”

“Yeah.” Bucky ignores the little voice in his head that sounds an awful lot Nat and Becca, telling him he’s setting himself up for heartbreak. “I mean, if you’re sure, that would be amazing.”

4 minute window | @cesperanza

steve x bucky

"Look, if they catch me," Bucky muttered, "they're either going to kill me or they're going to put me in a box with a little window and—Steve, I can't."

swapped | writeonclara (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

if u wanted my number u couldve just asked

u didnt have to steal my whole phone ;)

Steve stared down at his phone, confused. He didn't recognize the number – except, oh wait, he really did. That was his number. On his phone.

He flipped the phone over, then slid one hand down his face. Not his phone.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

[stupid fucking] brooklyn hipster bros | relenaflanel (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Bucky's mother gives him an ultimatum. Bucky doesn't respond well.

All Barneses are stubborn assholes, Steve observes, as though he doesn't see the irony of calling someone else stubborn. Or an asshole.

And Bucky can't even deny he is a total asshole for lying to his mother about dating Steve just so he doesn't have to bring someone else to her wedding, but damn if he's not going to give the lie everything he has.

brought to brightness | eyres (AO3)

cap steve x modern bucky

Army veteran Bucky Barnes has fallen in love with Steve, a guy he met online a few months after he returned from Afghanistan. Only problem is, he doesn't know Steve's last name or even what he looks like.

When his sister helps him send his story into MTV's Catfish, he's hoping they can help him meet Steve or, at least, let him move on with his life if Steve isn't real. Little does he know, Steve and Captain America have more in common than just a first name.

slide to answer | relenaflanel (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

"What do I do?” Steve appealed into the phone. “I’m freaking out.”

There was silence on the other end of the line. It lasted so long that Steve pulled the receiver away from his ear and frowned at it. Pay phones were old. Maybe this one wasn’t working despite the obvious dial tone when he picked up.

“Ok,” a stranger’s voice said over the phone. “First acknowledge the fact that you dialed the wrong number, but be quick about it because my cab is a few blocks away from my own plans and I’m about to drop some truth bombs on you.”

how to woo the winter soldier | writeonclara (AO3)

steve x bucky

“I think I’m ready to date again,” Steve said.

“What,” Natasha said.

“What?” Clint said, lowering his binoculars. He blinked at the dumbstruck look on the Captain’s face, then followed his gaze to where he was staring dopily at—at the Winter fucking Soldier.

“Steve, no,” Clint groaned.

Or: Steve courts the Winter Soldier.

all these things that i’ve done | @not-withoutyou

steve x bucky

Steve was the patron saint of waiting too long. Bucky was atoning for his sins. Maybe they’d both been forsaken, abandoned by the light. Maybe they’d find a way back to each other again.

Post civil war, if things had gone differently.

find a way (to make it back home) | belwrites (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky (college au)

Fresh off a year abroad, Head Resident Assistant Steve Rogers finds his senior year of college to be full of changes, and he's not just talking about the growth spurt. He's more concerned with the fact that his best friend...isn't talking to him? Is dating his ex? May or may not be missing an arm?

In which Steve has no fucking clue what's going on, but he's trying, Bucky learns how to communicate with his best friend again, and everyone quietly panics about the future.

is it pretending if i already want you? | OhCaptainMyCaptain (AO3) (18+)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Based on prompt: Pretend Boyfriends AU where one of their families is always wondering why they're never in a relationship, so the other offers to pretend to be their boyfriend for some family event

the roommate | layersofart, Niitza (AO3)

cap steve x modern bucky

In which Steven G. Rogers, a.k.a. Captain America, gets a roommate. Who rapidly turns into his "roommate"—in the euphemistic sense of the word.

It takes SHIELD and the rest of the Avengers an absurd amount of time to notice.

dear mr. postman | odetteandodile (AO3)

steve x bucky (modern au)

Steve and Bucky revive an old friendship, get married (but totally just as friends, for reasons), and navigate a few of the many trials of the heart that come with falling in love with your best friend.

fate will play us out | steveandbucky (AO3) (18+)

cap steve x modern bucky

Bucky has landed himself a job with Stark Industries. He doesn't know yet that the job is actually being the PR manager for the Avengers.

Bucky has also started dating Steve Rogers. He also doesn't know yet that Steve is Captain America.

Bucky's life is about to get a whole lot more exciting.

the avengers hate club | notebooksandlaptops (AO3)

pop star steve x modern bucky

Bucky falls hopelessly for Steve and starts an Avengers hate club with the lead singer of the Avengers.

songbird | chicklette (AO3) (18+)

modern steve x musician bucky

At 43, James Barnes is a washed up old man. He’s got a dozen Grammys in the hall closet, an agent that can’t get him a deal, a decade-old case of writer’s block, a moody teen-aged daughter, and the gorgeous actress Natasha Romanova for an ex-wife. Well, one of them anyway. He’s a man who’s given up on finding joy in his life, and if it wasn’t for his kid, he’d have probably found a way to quit the world a long time ago.

Enter Steven Grant Rogers, struggling twenty-something, orphan, and someone who has no idea who Barnes is, other than some musician his mom liked a lot. The two men meet by accident, doing nothing more than passing the time in a quiet bar. But when a pap gets a shot of the two men embracing, Bucky takes it as a chance to finally come out as bisexual, and his agent makes him a proposition: Ten new songs and one very sweet boyfriend will get him a new record deal that will maybe, just maybe put him back on top.

Now all he has to do is write the songs, convince the kid, and not fall in love. Should be easy, right?

the right partner | LeeHan (AO3) (18+)

cap steve x ws bucky

Steve meets a beautiful man with a bright laugh on a sunny day in Italy. Captain America meets the elusive Winter Soldier moments later.

Date Bucky Barnes. Defeat the Winter Soldier. Bring down Hydra. How hard could it be?

#stucky fic #stucky fic recs #steve x bucky #steve rogers x bucky barnes #stucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers

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northernmariette · 3 years ago

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Marshal Augereau

This is a contemporary portrayal and short biography of Marshal Augereau by one of his contemporaries, who served under him starting in 1804. The link to the original text is at the end of this post. His name was Bro. Any number of jokes could be imagined using his family name. At the time, this eventual baron and general would not have imagined what "bro" would come to represent. For myself, it's the immortal plea, "Don't taze me, bro!"

But anyway, back to Augereau. As I'm wont to do, when translating I am more concerned with conveying meaning as accurately as I can than with a close word-for-word rendition. I have also included some short clarifications in square brackets.

Augereau (Charles-Pierre) [by opposition to Jean-Pierre, the marshal's brother] était un homme de quarante-cinq à cinquante ans. De taille moyenne, ses épaules larges et son cou énorme dénotaient sa force musculaire. Le regard était perçant dans les yeux gris. Véhément dans ses discours et criard dans ses ordres, ses lèvres minces tremblaient lorsqu'il parlait. Il avait le menton osseux, le nez très long, le front étroit, ce qui n'empêchait pas qu'il fût très intelligent, fin politique et prompt à profiter de tous les avantages que lui offraient la guerre. Il était soldat depuis 1774, et que d'aventures ce fils de petit marchand, devenu maréchal de France comme M[onsieur] de Villars eût à nous raconter! Ses champs d'action avaient été nombreux. Enrôlé au régiment Clark-Irlandais, insulté, battu, malade, une femme de grande noblesse lui achète, trois mille livres, son congé en 1776. Il va mettre en ordre la comptabilité de cette dame et s'évade une nuit du château, court à Mayence pour se vendre très cher aux recruteurs de Frédéric II. Il fait, dans le régiment de Brunswick, deux guerres contre l'Autriche. Il abandonne Frédéric, va guerroyer sous les drapeaux de Catherine, contre les Turcs, déserte, revient en France, se fait admettre aux dragons de Damas, s'ennuie, obtient d'être envoyé à Naples comme instructeur, devient maître d'armes, donne quelques soufflets à un courtisan, se cache à bord d'un navire, débarque à Marseille... La Révolution le trouve prêt à tout risquer. Il gagne des grades, sert et étonne Bonaparte, et reçoit en janvier 1804 le commandement du camp de Brest. Voilà l'homme étrange, mais courageux, habile, plein de talents que je voulais servir de toutes mes forces... et qui devait m'accorder son amitié [...].

Augereau (Charles-Pierre) [as opposed to Jean-Pierre, the marshal's brother] was a man between forty five to fifty years of age [in early 1804 he would have been 46]. Of average height, his broad shoulders and enormous neck were an indication of his muscular strength. He had piercing grey eyes. Vociferous in speech and shrill in giving out orders, his thin lips trembled as he spoke. He had a bony chin, a very long nose, a narrow forehead [a high or broad forehead was then believed to be an indication of intelligence], which did not preclude that he was very intelligent, a shrewd politician, and quick to profit from all advantages that war could provide him. He had been a soldier since 1774, and what tales of adventure this son of a modest merchant, now a Marshal of France like M[onsieur] de Villars, might have told us! He had been active in many battlefields. Enlisted in the Clark-Irlandais Regiment, insulted, battered, ill, in 1776 a woman of high nobility bought out his dismissal for 3,000 livres. He will sort out this lady's accounting books, but one night he escapes from her château, runs off to Mainz to hire himself out to Frederick the Second's recruiters for a very high price [meaning Frederick the Great of Prussia I believe]. As a member of the Brunswick Regiment, he fought two wars against Austria. He abandons Frederick [he deserted!], joins Catherine the Great's army against the Turks, deserts this post, comes back to France, gets himself accepted into the dragons of Damas [?], becomes bored, manages to get sent to Naples as a drill master, becomes a fencing instructor, gives a few slaps to a courtier, hides on board a ship, lands at Marseilles... By the time of the Revolution, he was ready to take every risk. He rises in rank, serves under Bonaparte and impresses him, and is given in 1804 the command of the Camp at Brest [in prevision of an invasion of England that never took place]. This is the strange, but courageous, clever man of many talents I keenly wanted to serve to the very best of my abilities... and who became my friend [...].

Mémoires du général Bro (1796-1844) / recueillis, complétés et publiés par son petit-fils le Bon Henry Bro de Comères

p. 29-30.

Northermariette again: Augereau was an incorrigible braggart, apparently, and some have doubted the accuracy of his reported adventures. Some say he never went as far as Russia or Turkey. Nevertheless, his pre-Revolution life was colourful to say the least, and what Bro reports is only a fraction of it. He left out the seducing of servant girls part, the duelling part, the dancing master part, the elopement part...

About Bro's Mémoires: I did not read the entirety of this book, because the more I read it, the less I liked the author. He describes some atrocities and some humiliations visited on the lands his army conquered. That Napoleon's troops committed such things is not surprising: wartime service does not inspire only noble acts, quite the contrary. What bothered me about Bro is that even though he writes that what he describes is nothing to be proud of, at the same time he often goes on to state that the individual and/or the country had it coming, or else he seems to enjoy relating these acts a little too much to my taste.

#augereau #napoleon's marshals #pierre augereau #napoleonic history

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miguelmarias · 4 years ago

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TOP 2020

25/12/2020

A) Great movies made since 2015 seen for the first time in 2020:

Buoyancy(Freedom;Rodd Rathjen, 2019)

Les choses qu’on dit, les choses qu’on fait(Emmanuel Mouret, 2020)

L’Île au trésor(Guillaume Brac, 2018)

Le Sel des larmes(Philippe Garrel, 2019/20)

Ghawre Bairey Aaj(Home and the World;Aparna Sen, 2019)

Undine(Christian Petzold, 2020)

Happī awā(Happy Hour;Hamaguchi Ryūsuke, 2015)

Netemo Sametemo(Asako I & II;Hamaguchi Ryūsuke, 2018)

Adolescentes(Sébastien Lifshitz, 2013-9/20)

Family Romance, LLC.(Werner Herzog, 2019)

Demain et tous les autres jours(Noémie Lvovsky, 2017)

Gamak Ghar(Achal Mishra, 2019)

Lunana:A Yak in the Classroom(Pawo Choyning Dorji, 2019)

Semina il vento(Sow the Wind;Danilo Caputo, 2020)

Objector(Molly Stuart, 2019)

La France contre les robots(Jean-Marie Straub, 2020)

Paris Calligrammes(Ulrike Ottinger, 2019/20)

Un film dramatique(Éric Baudelaire, 2019)

B) Great movies made before 2015 seen for the first time in 2020:

Là-Haut, un Roi au-dessus des nuages(Pierre Schoendoerffer, 2003)

Pangarap ng Puso(Demons/Whispers of the Demon/Hope of the Heart;Mario O’Hara, 2000)

Les Films rêvés(Eric Pauwels, 2009)

La vida en rojo(Andrés Linares, 2007/8)

Come Next Spring(R.G. Springsteen, 1955/6)

Song of Surrender(Mitchell Leisen, 1948/9)

Adventure in Manhattan(Edward Ludwig, 1936)

Strannaia zhenshchina(A Strange Woman;Iuli Raízman, 1978)

Chastnaia zhízn(Private Life;Iuli Raízman, 1982)

Málva(Vladimir Braun, 1956/7)

Zhila-byla devochka(Once There Was a Girl;Viktor Eisimont, 1944)

The Unknown Man(Richard Thorpe, 1951)

Aisai Monogatari(Story of a Beloved Wife;Shindō Kaneto, 1951)

Practically Yours(Mitchell Leisen, 1944)

A Summer Storm(Robert Wise, 1999/2000)

Lettre d’un cinéaste à sa fille(Eric Pauwels, 2000)

Sombra verde(Untouched;Roberto Gavaldón, 1954)

Fantasma d’amore(Dino Risi, 1981)

Adieu, Mascotte(Das Modell vom Montparnasse;Wilhelm Thiele, 1929)

Mori no kajiya(The Blacksmith of the Forest;Shimizu Hiroshi, 1928/9;fragment)

Zwischen Gestern und Morgen(Between Yesterday and Tomorrow;Harald Braun, 1947)

Last Holiday(Henry Cass, 1950)

Dialogue d’ombres(Danièle Huillet & Jean-Marie Straub, 1954-2013)

Out-Takes from the Life of a Happy Man(Jonas Mekas, 2012)

Nice Time(Claude Goretta & Alain Tanner, 1957)

Aloma of the South Seas(Alfred Santell, 1941)

A Feather in Her Hat(Alfred Santell, 1935)

La Danseuse Orchidée(Léonce Perret, 1928)

Underground(Vincent Sherman, 1941)

Time Out(in Twilight Zone-The Movie)(John Landis, 1983)

Lackawanna Blues(George C. Wolfe, 2005)

Janie(Michael Curtiz, 1944)

Dernier Amour(Léonce Perret, 2016)

Jeunes Filles en détresse(Georg Wilhelm Pabst, 1939)

Kisapmata(Blink of an Eye;Mike De Leon, 1981)

La Dernière Lettre(Frederick Wiseman, 2002)

The Lady of the Dig-Out(W.S. Van Dyke II, 1918)

Their Own Desire(E.Mason Hopper, 1929)

C) Very good movies made since 2015 seen for the first time in 2020:

Zumiriki(Oskar Alegria, 2019)

Atlantique(Mati Diop, 2019)

J’accuse(An Officier and A Spy;Roman Polanski, 2019)

Richard Jewell(Clint Eastwood, 2019)

Alice et le Maire(Nicolas Pariser, 2019)

Contes de Juillet(July Tales;Guillaume Brac, 2017)

Dark Waters(Todd Haynes, 2019)

Ofrenda a la tormenta(Fernando González Molina, 2020)

Nomad:In the Footsteps of Bruce Chatwin(Werner Herzog, 2019)

Into the Inferno(Werner Herzog, 2016)

The Zookeeper’s Wife(Niki Caro, 2017)

Journal de septembre(Eric Pauwels, 2019)

La Deuxième Nuit(Eric Pauwels, 2016)

Kaze no denwa(Voices in the Wind;Suwa Nobuhiro, 2019/20)

Da 5 Bloods(Spike Lee, 2020)

Izaokas(Isaac;Jurgis Matulevičius, 2019)

A Metamorfose dos Pássaros(Catarina Vasconcelos, 2020)

Tabi no Owari Sekai no Hajimari(To the Ends of the Earth;Kurosawa Kiyoshi, 2019)

La Nuit d’avant(Pablo García Canga, 2019)

My Mexican Bretzel(Nuria Giménez, 2018-9)

Domangchin yeoja(The Woman Who Ran;Hong Sang-soo, 2019/20)

Öndög(Wang Quanan, 2019)

Hatsukoi(First Love;Miike Takashi, 1959)

Million raz pogivaet odin Cheloviek(One man dies a million times;Jessica Oreck, 2018/9)

The Two Popes(Fernando Meirelles, 2019)

Félicité(Alain Gomis, 2016/7)

Salt and Fire(Werner Herzog, 2016)

Ni de lian(Your Face;Tsai Ming-liang, 2018)

Qi qiu(Balloon;Pema Tseden, 2019)

River Silence(Rogério Soares, 2019)

Charlie’s Angels(Elizabeth Banks, 2019)

La boda de Rosa(Iciar Bollain, 2020)

Guerra(War;José Oliveira & Marta Ramos, 2020)

My Thoughts Are Silent/Moyi dumky tykhi(Antonio Lukich, 2019)

Namo(The Alien;Nader Saeivar;co-script-Jafar Panahi, 2020)

Los silencios(The Silences;Beatriz Seigner, 2018)

Terminal Sud(Rabah Ameur-Zaïmeche, 2019)

Tu mérites un amour(You Deserve a Lover;Hafsia Herzi, 2019)

Les Misérables(Ladj Ly, 2019)

Padre no hay más que uno(Santiago Segura, 2019)

Honeyland(Tamara Kotovska & Ljubomir Stefanov, 2019)

Izbrisana(Erased;Miha Mazzini & Dusan Joksimovic, 2018)

This Is Not A Burial, It’s A Resurrection(Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese, 2019)

Primero Enero(Darío Mascambroni, 2016)

Lahi, Hayop(Pan, Genus/Genus Pan;Lav Diaz, 2020)

D) Very good movies made before 2015 seen for the first time in 2020:

Topaze(Marcel Pagnol, 1936)

The SIGN OF THE RAM(John Sturges, 1947/8)

Abandoned(Joseph M. Newman, 1949)

Bewitched(Arch Oboler, 1944/5)

La Femme du Bout du Monde((Jean Epstein, 1937)

The Outcast(William Witney, 1954)

Saadia(Albert Lewin, 1953)

Un monde sans femmes(Guillaume Brac, 2011)

Dishonored Lady(Robert Stevenson, 1947)

Always Goodbye(Signey Lanfield, 1938)

A Blueprint for Murder(Andrew L. Stone, 1953)

Bedevilled(Mitchell Leisen, 1955)

That Forsyte Woman(Compton Bennett, 1949)

The Miracle(Irving Rapper, 1959)

The Madonna’s Secret(Wilhelm Thiele, 1946)

The Town That Dreaded Sundown(Charles B. Pierce, 1976)

Grayeagle(Charles B. Pierce, 1977)

Barricade(Peter Godfrey, 1949/50)

Tomorrow is Forever(Irving Pichel, 1945/6)

David Harum(James Cruze, 1934)

The Vanquished(Edward Ludwig, 1953)

Keisatsukan(Uchida Tomu, 1933)

...Enfants des courants d’air(Édouard Luntz, 1959, short)

The Winds of Autumn(Charles B. Pierce, 1976)

Suddenly It’s Spring(Mitchell Leisen, 1946)

Uchūjin Tōkyō ni arawaru(Warning from Space;Shima Kōji, 1956)

Swiss Family Robinson(Edward Ludwig, 1940)

Ludwig der Zweite, König von Bayern(Wilhelm Dieterle, 1930)

Faithless(Harry Beaumont, 1932)

Botan-dorō(Peony Lanterns;Yamamoto Satsuo, 1968)

Ginza 24 chou(Tales of Ginza;Kawashima Yūzō, 1955)

Goodbye Again(Michael Curtiz, 1933)

Lines of White on a Sullen Sea(D.W. Griffith, 1909)

You Gotta Stay Happy(H.C. Potter, 1948)

Cave of Forgotten Dreams(Werner Herzog, 2010)

Riff-Raff(Ted Tetzlaff, 1947)

The Moon is Down(Irving Pichel, 1943)

The Bride Wore Boots(Irving Pichel, 1946)

Adventures in Silverado(Phil Karlson, 1948)

The Stolen Ranch(William Wyler, 1926)

Congo Maisie(H.C. Potter, 1940)

Marcides(Mercedes;Yousry Nasrallah, 1993)

Hell’s Five Hours(Jack L. Copeland, 1958)

Daniel(in Stimulantia;Ingmar Bergman, 1967)

Diên Biên Phú(Pierre Schoendoerffer, 1992)

Canyon River(Cattle King;Harmon Jones, 1956)

Dos Basuras(Kurt Land, 1958)

Smart Girls Don’t Talk(Richard L. Bare, 1948)

The Big Shakedown(John Francis Dillon, 1933/4)

Corvette K-225(Richard Rosson;p.,collab.Howard Hawks, 1943)

The Gay Deception(William Wyler, 1935)

The Invisible Woman(A.Edward Sutherland, 1940)

Rage in Heaven(W.S. Van Dyke II;collab.Robert B. Sinclair,Richard Thorpe, 1941)

Wild Side(Sébastien Lifshitz, 2004)

I bambini e noi(Luigi Comencini, 1970//7)

The House Across The Street(Richard L. Bare, 1948/9)

The Doughgirls(James V. Kern, 1944)

The Love Trap(William Wyler, 1929)

Torch Song(Charles Walters, 1953)

The Meanest Man in the World(Sidney Lanfield, 1942/3)

Cole Younger, Gunfighter(R.G. Springsteen, 1958)

Ballerine(Gustav Machatý, 1936)

Via Mala(Josef von Báky, 1945//8)

Sky Giant(Lew Landers, 1938)

Les Invisibles(Sébastien Lifshitz, 2012)

Promène toi donc tout nu(Emmanuel Mouret, 1998)

A Story for the Modlins(Una historia para los Modlin;Sergio Oksman, 2012)

Something in the Wind(Irving Pichel, 1947)

Spoveď(Confession;Pavol Skýkova, 1968)

Guilty Hands(W.S. Van Dyke II;collab.Lionel Barrymore, 1931)

Atto di accusa(Giacomo Gentilomo, 1950)

Suspense(Frank Tuttle, 1956)

This Is The Night(Frank Tuttle, 1932)

Escape in the Fog(Oscar ‘Budd’ Boetticher,Jr., 1945)

The Price of Fear(Abner Biberman, 1956)

Happy People:A Year in the Taiga(Werner Herzog, 2010)

Urok(The Lesson;Kristina Grozeva & Petar Valchanov, 2014)

Le Naufragé(Guillaume Brac, 2009)

Lili Marlen(Peter Mihálik;script.Dušan Hanák, 1970;short)

Deseo(Antonio Zavala Kugler, 2013)

E) Great movies that improved by new watchings:

Shanghai Express(Josef von Sternberg, 1932)

The Best Years of Our Lives(William Wyler, 1946)

Till We Meet Again(Frank Borzage, 1944)

Man’s Favorite Sport?(Howard Hawks, 1963/4)

Along The Great Divide(Raoul Walsh, 1951)

Hondo(John V. Farrow, 1953)

Where The Sidewalk Ends(Otto Preminger, 1950)

Mrs. Miniver(William Wyler, 1942)

Driftwood(Allan Dwan, 1947)

‘Good-bye, My Lady’(William A. Wellman, 1956)

Touch of Evil(Preview version, 1975;not later ‘improvements’)(Orson Welles, 1958)

Le Crabe-Tambour(Pierre Schoendoerffer, 1977)

Unfinished Business(Gregory LaCava, 1941)

Madigan(Don Siegel, 1968)

Big Business(James Wesley Horne;s.Leo McCarey, 1929)

Putting Pants on Philip(Clyde A. Bruckman;s.Leo McCarey, 1927)

The Runner Stumbles(Stanley Kramer, 1979)

Yushima no Shiraume(Romance at Yushima;Kinugasa Teinosukē, 1955)

David Harum(Allan Dwan, 1915)

The Virginian(Cecil B. DeMille, 1914)

Island in the Sky(William A. Wellman, 1953)

All About Eve(Joseph L. Mankiewicz, 1950)

L’Eclisse(Michelangelo Antonioni, 1962)

The Roaring Twenties(Raoul Walsh, 1939)

The Plainsman(Cecil B. DeMille, 1936)

JLG/JLG-Autoportrait de décembre(Jean-Luc Godard, 1994)

‘Je vous salue, Marie’(Hail Mary;Jean-Luc Godard, 1984)

La Roue(Abel Gance, 1923)

They All Laughed(Peter Bogdanovich, 1981)

Innocent Blood(John Landis, 1992)

An American Werewolf in London(John Landis, 1981)

The Thing Called Love(Peter Bogdanovich, 1993)

Into the Night(John Landis, 1985)

The File On Thelma Jordon(Thelma Jordon;Robert Siodmak, 1949)

The Little American(Cecil B. DeMille, 1917)

In Our Time(Vincent Sherman, 1944)

The Hunters(Dick Powell, 1958)

Phase IV(Saul Bass, 1974)

L’Honneur d’un Capitaine(Pierre Schoendoerffer, 1982)

Backfire(Vincent Sherman, 1948//50)

Five(Arch Oboler, 1951)

Somewhere in the Night(Joseph L. Mankiewiz, 1946)

A Man Alone(Ray Milland, 1955)

Die Geiger von Florez(Paul Czinner, 1926)

Living on Velvet(Frank Borzage, 1934/5)

La Recta provincia(Raúl Ruiz, 2007//15)

La Noche de enfrente(Raúl Ruiz, 2012)

Carrie(Sister Carrie;William Wyler, 1951/2)

The Spiral Staircase(Robert Siodmak, 1945/6)

The Paradine Case(Alfred Hitchcock, 1947)

L’Amore(Una voce umana+Il Miracolo)(Roberto Rossellini, 1947/8)

The Heiress(William Wyler, 1949)

F) Very good movies watched again

Bluebeard’s 10 Honeymoons(W.Lee Wilder, 1960)

The Five Pennies(Melville Shavelson, 1958)

Take a Letter, Darling(Mitchell Leisen, 1942)

Escape(Joseph L. Mankiewicz, 1948)

Appassionatamente(Giacomo Gentilomo, 1954)

Así como habían sido(Trío)(Andrés Linares, 1986/7)

San Antone(Joseph Kane, 1953)

The High and the Mighty(William A. Wellman, 1954)

Taki no Shiraito(The Water Magician;Mizoguchi Kenji, 1933)

The Web(Michael Gordon, 1947)

The Buccaneer(Anthony Quinn;s.Cecil B. DeMille, 1958)

The Buccaneer(Cecil B. DeMille, 1938)

Desire Me(uncredited:George Cukor/Jack Conway/Mervyn LeRoy/Victor Saville, 1946)

Flaxy Martin(Richard L. Bare, 1948/9)

Swing High, Swing Low(Mitchell Leien, 1937)

Death Takes A Holiday(Mitchell Leisen, 1934)

Irene(Herbert Wilcox, 1940)

Beloved Enemy(H.C. Potter, 1936)

The Cowboy and the Lady(H.C. Potter, 1938)

Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam(Paul Wegener, 1920)

Mia madre(Nanni Moretti, 2015)

Hell On Frisco Bay(Frank Tuttle, 1955)

Stormy Weather(Andrew L. Stone, 1943)

The Milky Way(Leo McCarey;w.Harold Lloyd, 1936)

Pietà per chi cade(Mario Costa, 1954)

Repeat Performance(Alfred L. Werker, 1947)

Das indische Grabmal:1.Die Sendung des Yoghi,2.Der Tiger von Eschnapur(Joe May, 1921)

Julie(Andrew L. Stone, 1956)

The Member of the Wedding(Fred Zinnemann, 1953)

Winterset(Alfred Santell, 1936)

The Right to Romance(Alfred Santell, 1933)

As Young as You Feel(Harmon Jones, 1951)

You’ll Never Get Rich(Sidney Lanfield, 1941)

The Woman Accused(Paul Sloane, 1933)

Foma Gordeiev(Mark Donskoí, 1959)

The Parent Trap(David Swift, 1961)

High Wall(Curtis Bernhardt, 1947)

Mr. Lucky(H.C. Potter, 1943)

Un Marido de Ida y Vuelta(Luis Lucia, 1957)

The Safecracker(Ray Milland, 1957/8)

She’s Funny That Way(Peter Bogdanovich, 2014)

Oh...Rosalinda!!(Michael Powell & Emeric Pressburger, 1955)

Caribbean(Edward Ludwig, 1952)

Harper(The Moving Target;Jack Smight, 1966)

For You I Die(John Reinhardt, 1947)

Crashing Hollywood(Lew Landers, 1937/8)

Le Souvenir d’un avenir(Chris. Marker & Yannick Bellon, 2001)

Susan Slept Here(Frank Tashlin, 1954)

Bishkanyar Deshot(In the Land of Poison Women;Manju Borah, 2019)

Pollyanna(David Swift, 1960)

A Tale of Two Cities(Jack Conway;collab.Val Lewton & Jacques Tourneur, 1935)

Café Society(Woody Allen, 2016)

Shadow on the Wall(Patrick Jackson, 1949/50)

Tonnerre(Guillaume Brac, 2013)

Le Jouet criminel(Adolfo G. Arrieta, 1969)

‘Once more, with feeling!’(Stanley Donen, 1959)

The Shopworn Angel(H.C. Potter, 1938)

The Absent Minded Professor(Robert Stevenson, 1961)

Gavaznha(The Deer;Masud Kimiai, 1974)

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Ruining KISStory: A Filthy, Filthy Story About Benjamin Franklin

So in celebration of surviving my French midterm (my anxiety over it was through the roof for some damn reason), I decided I would post this crazy little thing for y’all! So in like, actual real life, Shane for a while did his own show called Ruining History, which I totally recommend for you guys to actually watch. So this is a spinoff of my KISS Unsolved AU, appropriately named Ruining KISStory (a name I’m super fucking proud of actually XD), in which our resident Queen of the Trolls Paul Stanley gives us his own creative spin on historical events. And yes, it’s going to be just as chaotic as Unsolved lol. Here’s the link to the original episode if you want to watch that first.

And now, without further ado, enjoy!

Tag list: @cosmicrealmofkissteria @ashestoashesvvi @kategwidt @retronova

[camera opens on Paul, who is sitting at a panel. A map of the world is hung up behind him. The sound of tuning violins plays in the background]

PAUL: Some people think history is boring. But I think Benjamin Franklin might have been in some weird sex parties!

[intro, then title card. Grand orchestra music plays in the background]

[cuts back to the panel; the shot has been widened so the entire panel is visible. From left to right: Vinnie, Gene, Paul, Eric C., Tommy. Labels showing their names come up on screen]

PAUL: So what do you guys know about Ben Franklin?

VINNIE: … Kites!

ERIC: Ethics?

TOMMY: Oh! He used the kite and a key and discovered electricity!

GENE: Oh yeah, we learned about that in school.

PAUL: Pretty sure every school tells that story.

GENE: He also helped Nicholas Cage find treasure.

PAUL: [gives him a withering look before turning away] Okay. [Tommy laughs]

[screen cuts away to a title card:

CHAPTER I:

THE AMERICAN OVERACHIEVER

screen then cuts to animations as Paul narrates, while inspiring music you would hear in a film set during the American Revolution plays in the background]

PAUL [voiceover]: Born in 1706, Benjamin Franklin is often thought of as the model American citizen. Throughout his life, he was… well, he was a lot of things. Seriously, a lot of things.

[a list of text boxes appears on screen next to a picture of a statue of Benjamin Franklin:

POLITICIAN

AUTHOR

SCIENTIST

CIVIC LEADER

POSTMASTER

MEDIA MOGUL

INVENTOR

DIPLOMAT

I COULD KEEP GOING BUT YOU GET IT]

PAUL [voiceover]: Beyond all that, though, he seems like the kind of guy you wouldn’t mind having a drink with. But, if you did spend some quality time with Ben Franklin, things might get weird.

[cuts back to panel; Vinnie looks intrigued]

VINNIE: By weird, do you mean [waggles his eyebrows] weird or just eccentric-weird?

PAUL: I mean [waggles his eyebrows] weird.

ERIC: [looks a little nervous] Oh no… I really liked Ben Franklin as a kid.

GENE: Well, he’s gonna ruin the history books for ya, Eric.

TOMMY: Oh is that why it’s called Ruining History?

PAUL: Yep!

TOMMY: Nice, I like that.

PAUL: Thank you. [cuts back to animation sequence]

PAUL [voiceover]: In the years during and after America’s fight for independence, Franklin spent much of his time serving as a diplomat in Europe. And it’s a good thing he did. Author Walter Isaacson has argued that America wouldn’t have won the war without Franklin’s excellent diplomacy in France. It wasn’t all politics, though. At the time, Paris was regarded as one of the most cosmopolitan cities at that time in history. And a wave of cultural enlightenment paired with a strong economy gave the upper class the means to… well… [music intensifies] have many crazy, crazy, crazy… crazy nights…

But we’ll get to that in a second! Franklin seemed to find himself right at home in this environment. To give an idea of his bohemian life abroad, here’s a curious morning routine he picked up during his time in France.

GENE: I bet it was, powder on the balls. [Eric laughs]

PAUL: [snickering] Powder the wig, powder the balls.

TOMMY: Powder the balls, get out on the street, and do something! [Vinnie laughs]

PAUL [voiceover]: While writing to a friend of his, Franklin described his habit of taking what he called “air baths.” Quote, “I rise almost every morning and sit in my chamber without any clothes whatever, half an hour or an hour, according to the season, either reading or writing. The practice is not in the least bit painful, but on the contrary, agreeable.”

[cuts to the left side of the panel. Gene looks uncomfortable, while Vinnie just gives a raised eyebrow]

GENE: I don’t know what it was about how people wrote during this time, but describing sexual acts in this kinda language makes it dirtier than it actually is.

PAUL: There’s nothing sexual about this.

VINNIE: There’s no sexuality here, Genie, your mind is just dirty.

TOMMY: Yeah, he’s just sitting around his house naked.

VINNIE: I mean if the hand just happens to fall…

GENE: Vinnie, I can’t believe I’m saying this to you, but guys—we don’t just jerk off on accident!

ERIC: I mean… I have no idea how to respond to that.

PAUL: I think some guys do.

TOMMY: Peter does.

PAUL: [raises an eyebrow at him while they all turn to stare at Tommy] … How do you know that?

ERIC: I could’ve gone my whole life without hearing that. [cuts back to the animation sequence]

PAUL [voiceover]: Franklin’s social calendar in Europe was full of invites to gluttonous but incredibly classy all-night ragers, where his status as an American statesmen made him a pretty interesting guy. The women of France allegedly couldn’t get enough of him. One account describes hundreds of women surrounding him, placing a beautiful wreath upon his head, and lining up to kiss him.

ERIC: That didn’t happen… right?

PAUL: [shrugs] I dunno, it could have happened.

VINNIE: That sounds like something you would do to your old grandpa, though.

[silence. Everyone on the panel turns to stare at Vinnie in confusion]

TOMMY: What?

GENE: So you’re saying, at family gatherings—

VINNIE: No! I’m just saying, that doesn’t seem like something you’d do to someone you wanna get with. Like, would you put a funny hat on them? No. [silence] I’m just saying, you guys!

[cuts back to animation sequence]

PAUL [voiceover]: Ben’s home life was, according to accounts, equally spicy. When famous painter Charles Willson Peale paid Franklin a surprise visit one afternoon, he spied the elderly diplomat with a young woman seated on his lap. [cuts to a sketch showing a man with a woman on his lap] This sketch of his is believed to depict the two. Kinda weird that he would sketch that, but hey.

[cuts to the panel; everyone is looking at their own copies of the sketch]

GENE: She seems to have a pretty good grip on his balls.

TOMMY: That’s a, a vice-like grip there.

VINNIE: They’re still wearing pretty much everything.

ERIC: Did you guys notice their eyes? Their eyes are open and they’re just staring at each other.

PAUL: Yeah, their eyes are pretty striking.

VINNIE: Yeah…

ERIC: They’re kissing, but it’s, it’s a little unnerving. Wonder why the guy would sketch this…

PAUL [voiceover]: Some historians have evaluated Ben Franklin’s habit of charming the elite women of Europe as a strategic ploy, suspecting that he hoped that they would speak favorably of Franklin and his case for American liberty to their policy-making husbands. But many others argue that he was just a vulgar old man. Author Albert Henry Smith wrote that Franklin’s, quote, “animal instincts and passions were strong and rank.”

VINNIE: [looks mildly disgusted] Well that’s descriptive.

GENE: [snickering]: Y’know, good old animal Ben.

PAUL: An animal…

GENE: Hey, hey: I’m an animal.

PAUL: [stares for a second, then smiles] Ah!

GENE: Ah! [high-fives Paul]

ERIC: Wait, if he was born in… when was he born?

PAUL: 1706.

ERIC: If he was born in 1706… then how old was he when all this was happening?

PAUL: He would have been… probably between his late 60s and early 70s.

[Eric’s face looks very shocked, slowly contorting into disgust]

TOMMY: Oh man, he was as old as my grandpa!

GENE: [shrugs] Hey, if it still works… [cuts back to animation sequence]

PAUL [voiceover]: Based on Franklin’s party-animal-rock-star lifestyle, it makes sense that he would be in the same social circles as some of Europe’s more notorious scoundrels; and so he was. So let us now turn our attention to a man whose life would soon intersect with Franklin’s: Sir Francis Dashwood.

VINNIE: [snickering] Very English name. [mock British accent] Sir Francis Dashwood!

[screen cuts away to a title card:

CHAPTER II

THE FANCY ENGLISH SEX MAN

lighthearted music plays]

PAUL [voiceover]: Born in 1708, Sir Francis Dashwood was the only heir of a wealthy merchant. He’s perhaps best summed up by one author’s description: “An enormously rich man with a genius for obscenity.” Dashwood’s primary interests were seemingly set in stone when in his formative years, he embarked on his Grand Tour, a traditional rite of passage during which wealthy young men traveled through Europe on a cultural odyssey. As Dashwood’s tutor put it, he, quote, “fornicated his way across Europe.” In one instance, he even seduced the Empress of Russia while claiming to be Charles the Twelfth of Sweden, a man who was, at that point, dead.

TOMMY: Wait, did she not know Charles the Twelfth was dead?

PAUL: I mean, if she got fooled by this guy, I’m pretty sure she had no idea.

VINNIE: This was the era before email and the Internet, so word traveled pretty slowly. Also, [laughs] I love how his tutor says he pretty much fucked his way across Europe.

GENE: Wonder how he got her to sleep with him…

ERIC: I don’t think we need to know the details, Gene.

GENE: Maybe you don’t.

PAUL [voiceover; tense music plays]: These travels also inspired Dashwood’s fascination with sacred rituals of the past. He wasn’t really a fan of the religious institutions of his day, but he was simultaneously fascinated with Europe’s rich history. So when he wasn’t womanizing, he was sauntering through dusty catacombs lined with mummified corpses, or sitting in old Roman ruins imagining the orgies of the past. So it’s this odd mutual appreciation for debauchery and sacred history that would lead to Dashwood’s crowning achievement and ultimately his friendship with Ben Franklin: the Friars of St. Francis of Wycombe. Or, as it was more popularly known…

[music reaches a climactic peak as the name appears on screen over burning flames. Paul reads the name]

THE HELLFIRE CLUB!

GENE: Oh shit.

VINNIE: That sounds awesome.

PAUL [voiceover]: Dashwood’s Hellfire Club was meant to attract the most depraved and intellectual men of the time. And over the course of its history, its lineup would allegedly include such notable men as the Prime Minister of England, the Lord Mayor of London, several of England’s greatest artists and poets, the Prince of Wales, and possibly, as evidence would strongly suggest, Ben Franklin. See, Dashwood was publicly known to sympathize with the cause of the American rebels, and he had exchanged letters with Franklin many times. Furthermore, Franklin actually visited Dashwood’s estate at West Wycombe for an extended period in July of 1772, and during his stay, there is a record of a club meeting taking place. According to one author, quote, “there seems to be no reason why Franklin should have gone to Wycombe at this special time unless he was a member. Only club members were allowed at Dashwood’s estate during club meetings.” So, keeping in mind Franklin’s likely involvement, let’s look at what he would have encountered during his visits with the Friars of St. Francis of Wycombe.

The members of the club reportedly donned white monk’s robes, and were each allowed to invite along, quote, “a lady of a cheerful, lively disposition, to improve the general hilarity.” These women also dressed up, wearing nun’s robes and masks to avoid an embarrassing run-in with a husband or acquaintance.

GENE: This is some freaky stuff.

VINNIE: [looks enthralled] This is awesome.

TOMMY: Eyes Wide Shut…

PAUL: [nods] Yep.

PAUL [voiceover]: The first location of the Hellfire Club was on the shores of an island in the Thames River. Shrouded in a thick grove of elm trees, the island was the perfect location for the not-monks to spend an evening with their dates away from the prying eyes of the public. It was also ideal because it was home to the crumbling remnants of an old medieval ruin built in 1160 known as Medmenham Abbey. Dashwood actually set about reconstructing the site, but since he had a flair for the dramatic, he asked that it still resemble a creepy old ruin. But he did install a few upgrades:

A series of stained glass windows depicting the club members in, quote, “indecent poses.”

A brilliant pornographic fresco that John Wilkes, who wasn’t known to shy away from vulgarity himself, described as, quote, “unspeakable.”

And an expansive library stocked with classical literature as well as, quote, “the finest collection of pornographic books in Great Britain.”

PAUL: So to help us get more immersed in what went down at a club meeting, I’ve provided for all of you the proper tools.

[everyone looks under the table and takes out boxes. In the boxes are black robes, 1700s-style hats, some with feathers sticking out, and Venetian masquerade masks that are black and a different color. Vinnie has black and gold, Gene has black and red, Paul has black and purple, Eric has black and orange, and Tommy has black and blue]

GENE: [as they’re all putting on their costumes] Man, you really went all out, didn’t you?

PAUL: Oh, just wait.

ERIC: I will say, I do feel more immersed in the experience now.

TOMMY: This is pretty awesome.

PAUL: Okay, now that we’re all dressed up, let’s get into the juicy stuff!

VINNIE: [looks incredibly excited] I can’t wait.

GENE: [laughs] You look so excited.

VINNIE: Because I am. [bangs rhythmically on the table] Get to the juicy stuff, Paulie!

[screen cuts to a title card:

CHAPTER III

THE DEBAUCHERY BEGINS

slow, tense music plays and animations show events as Paul narrates]

PAUL [voiceover]: In the cover of night, the hooded monks and their dates would arrive to the island on a red gondola. Stepping ashore, they were greeted by the far-off drone of the abbey’s organ and the ringing of a ghostly church bell. Outside the abbey, they’d come upon an ominous statue of Harpocrates, the Egyptian god of silence. [a statue of Harpocrates is shown with a finger over his lips, and a voice that sounds like Paul’s whispers “Shhhhhhut the fuck uuuup…”]

Once inside the abbey, Dashwood would pour his guests a special cocktail of brandy and brimstone, and they’d all raise their glasses in a toast to the powers of darkness.

VINNIE: This sounds fucking a-ma-zing! I love theme parties, and this is just, just fucking amazing. I wouldn’t stay for the sex, though.

GENE: You’d just be there for the theme part?

VINNIE: Yeah, I’d do all this, then when they start doin’ it, I’d just duck out.

PAUL: Also, before we continue, I was actually able to, to make this more immersive… [reaches under the table and pulls out a bottle of wine]

VINNIE: Ooooh, nice!

TOMMY: Is it the brandy and brimstone cocktail?

PAUL: [laughs] Heh, no, it’s not, it’s just wine. I also have… [reaches under the table and pulls out five silver ornate goblets] these babies! [passes them out]

ERIC: [looks over his in fascination] Wow, these are awesome! Where’d you get these?

PAUL: [laughs] The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. [Eric laughs]

GENE: Oh yeah, you took Erin there for her birthday a while ago.

PAUL: Yep, and I got these. [they all pour wine into their goblets and raise them in a toast] To Ben Franklin and the Hellfire Club!

PAUL [voiceover]: With the striking of a gong, the monks would move further into the abbey and file into the chapel. Here, it is suspected they practiced a black mass, in which a woman laid naked on the altar and the monks proceeded to drink sacrificial wine from her navel.

ERIC: We’re not doing that, are we?

PAUL: Oh no, we’re not doing that.

ERIC: Okay…

GENE: [laughs] Disappointed, Eric?

ERIC: No, I just—fuck you, man.

TOMMY: Would’ve been interesting.

PAUL [voiceover]: Now I should say, since I know you’re all wondering, it’s generally thought that the members weren’t actual Satanists, despite all these weird rituals. Some members actually found this aspect pretty boring. John Wilkes actually found the rituals so dull, that he once dressed up a baboon as a demon… bear with me… he locked it in a trunk, and he stowed it in the abbey. Then, when the members called upon Lord Satan to appear, Wilkes pulled a string to release the frightened animal. For a moment, the members stared in disbelief…

… And then they lost their minds.

[music grows chaotic as the animation shows the baboon leaping over terrified figures while screams are heard] The terrified baboon leapt onto Lord Sandwich—yes, that Lord Sandwich, the guy who invented the sandwich—causing him to allegedly shout, “Spare me, gracious devil! I never knew that you’d really come or I’d never have invoked thee!”

[cuts back to the panel, all of them laughing]

VINNIE: I love how, even among this weird society, there was that one guy who was like, “This society is dull!”

PAUL: Also, after this happened, the baboon jumped out the window, and they weren’t able to catch it.

GENE: [laughing] That’s hilarious.

ERIC: [laughs and waves] Bye, suckers!

TOMMY: Bye, Felicia!

PAUL [voiceover]: As the alcohol continued to flow, the monks and their guests might share dirty stories, or read from the era’s more popular works of pornographic literature.

PAUL: I’ve provided you all with a piece of pornography. These are all from a piece published in 1740 called, “A Dialogue Between a Married Lady and a Maid.” So without further ado, [gestures to Vinnie for him to begin] Vinnie?

[dramatic piano music plays as Vinnie starts to read, looking like he wants to laugh]

VINNIE: “There is between the thighs, just at the bottom of the belly, a piece of flesh… Underneath, hangs in a bag, or purse, two little balls, pretty hard, and the harder the better. They call them stones, and in them is contained that white thick liquor.” [he wheezes, then bursts out laughing, joined by Tommy]

GENE: “He took hold of that place which distinguishes us from men. At the same time he cried out, ‘O! I have a maid! A virgin to my share!’”

VINNIE: I love that they seemed to not know the exact words. [laughs]

PAUL: Well, it was a different time. They were more prudish, I think.

VINNIE: True. I’ve seen some stuff online that’s pretty vulgar. There’s this one person online who likes pugs that writes some naughty, naughty stuff. [looks at the camera smirking] You know who you are. I see you.

ERIC: Okay, my turn. “His member was stiff and hard as a horn. Just as he had finished…” oh God, why? “… my mother, who had heard me shriek, came into the room.”

TOMMY: “‘What a happy girl you are!’ said she. ‘Pluck off this smock, which I will keep for a relick, since it is stained with thy virgin’s blood.’”

GENE: [to Vinnie] I feel like we got the lesser of the four passages.

VINNIE: I dunno…

ERIC: You did! Mine and Tommy’s were pretty explicit. You just got a playful description of balls!

VINNIE: Hey, that’s pretty tame compared to some of the smut that’s out there today.

GENE: Fifty Shades of Grey? [Paul frowns and glares at Gene as the rest of the panel silently stares at him] … What?

PAUL: How dare you. [Tommy laughs] How dare you bring that crap into my show. [cuts back to the animations]

PAUL [voiceover]: With bellies full of drinks and minds full of smut, guests would start to pair off and retreat to any of the private cells, which were prepared and stocked with the, quote, “proper objects for lascivious activities.”

[cut back to the panel. Eric is slumped over the desk]

PAUL: [looks over in slight amusement] You okay there, Eric?

ERIC: I just… I don’t even want to know what they got up to.

VINNIE: [grinning and trying not to laugh] It seems pretty obvious to me what they got up to.

ERIC: I don’t want to—

VINNIE: [still grinning] They got some of that dirty rhythm.

GENE: [also grinning] They indulged in some sweet pain.

ERIC: Gene, no—

TOMMY: [just assume everyone is grinning widely] They went for a rocket ride.

PAUL: They rocked hard all night.

GENE: Took each other down below.

ERIC: Guys, c’mon—

VINNIE: Got some tough love.

TOMMY: Pulled the triggers of their love guns.

PAUL: Put the X in—

ERIC: STOOOP!

PAUL [voiceover]: After operating in secret for many years, the details of the Hellfire Club at Medmenham Abbey were recounted in a popular novel in 1760. It captivated the public’s imagination, to the point that tourists would line the shores to try and spot the sex monks arriving. But, not wanting to give up his elaborate sex parties, Dashwood bounced back by having an elaborate system of caves dug on his own private property a few miles away from the abbey, and it was here that the monks of the Hellfire Club continued to have their parties in total privacy. This new location, and the fact that it was gated from the public and accessible only to club members, lends further plausibility to Ben Franklin’s participation. As he once wrote in a letter, “The exquisite sense of classical design, charmingly reproduced at West Wycombe, is as evident below the earth as above it.” Author Daniel Mannix argues that Franklin’s letter must be referring to the underground caves, and also adds that, quote, “Franklin would have been shortsighted if he hadn’t joined the club. He was a diplomat trying to help his country, and the club gave him the entrée to some of the most influential men in England.”

But as the guest lists for secret societies are kind of hard to figure out, we will never know for sure if Ben Franklin really did attend the Hellfire Club. But his documented friendship with Dashwood and his time spent at the estate puts it well within the realm of possibility. And, if you’re left wondering if a sex club fits with Franklin’s moral compass, then let’s take one last look at the man’s true character with some passages from an infamous piece penned by Franklin himself titled, “Advice to a Young Man on the Choice of a Mistress.” This is a letter in which Ben Franklin encourages his friend to go after older women. It was written in 1745, a copy of it sits in the Library of Congress, and it’s kind of gross.

PAUL: And here to read us the letter, through the magic of theatre… [he turns and gestures off camera] Mr. Benjamin Franklin!

[the panel applauds and whoops, then they all start laughing as Ace walks in with a chair, dressed in 1700s style clothing with a wig that is long grey hair sewn to a bald patch, but we can still clearly see his real hair underneath. A text box appears on him as he sits down between Paul and Eric:

NOT A LICENSED BEN FRANKLIN IMPERSONATOR]

ACE/BEN: Tis I, Benjamin Franklin! Who by some extraordinary means, has come to a strange future time!

VINNIE: [has a hand over his mouth while he’s laughing] This is amazing.

PAUL: So, Ben, we’ve learned a lot about you and some possible details concerning your personal life.

ACE/BEN: Okay.

PAUL: But we still have a few questions. Guys?

VINNIE: Why did you enjoy the company of older women?

ACE/BEN: [reads from his paper] “Because as they have more knowledge of the world and their minds are better stor’d with observations, their conversation is more improving, and more lastingly agreeable.” Wouldn’t you say?

VINNIE: [shrugs and nods] Yeah, I guess.

GENE: Wasn’t he like, 70 years old when he wrote this later? How is he so young right now?

ACE/BEN: “Because the sin is less—”

PAUL: No, wait—

ERIC: [bursts out laughing]

PAUL: You have to ask him. He’s—He’s an old man.

ACE/BEN: I’m old.

GENE: Ben?

ACE/BEN: Go ahead, son.

GENE: Why do you prefer the company of older women?

ACE/BEN: “Because the sin is less,” my dear boy. “The debauching a virgin may be her ruin, and make her for life unhappy.”

ERIC: Huh.

GENE: Deep.

TOMMY: Do you have any more reasons?

ACE/BEN: Uh, yeah. [takes out another sheet of paper while Tommy and Eric silently laugh] “Because in every animal that walks upright, the deficiency of the fluids that fill the muscles appears first in the highest part. The face first grows lank and wrinkled; [cut to the left side: Gene is doubled over silently laughing while Vinnie is listening thoughtfully] then the neck; then the breast and arms; the lower parts continuing to the last as plump as ever. So that covering all above with a basket, and regarding only what is below the girdle, it is impossible of two women to know an old from a young one.”

PAUL: So… you’re saying, when you put a basket over their heads…

ACE/BEN: Yeah. I don’t know. [panel bursts out laughing]

VINNIE: You don’t know?! You wrote it!

ACE/BEN: History will tell. History will tell.

PAUL: I, uh, I think history has told. Do you have any final thoughts?

VINNIE: It was a different time, maybe stuff happened that you couldn’t do nowadays.

TOMMY: He got pretty freaky.

ERIC: I mean, it would be a pretty cool movie, but I wouldn’t really want to hang out with him.

PAUL [voiceover]: Well, there you have it, people! Ben Franklin; a surprisingly multi-faceted individual. History: it’s never that boring if you know where to look. That’s been Ruining History. Thanks for learning with us!

#kiss unsolved #ruining kisstory #this episode was short enough that i could post it all at once without having to break it up into parts #which is great because i really don't like having to do that #but anyway #yep #I thought of this like way back in december but never got around to writing it until quite recently #there's also one on darius the great that i really wanted to do but thought it would make more sense to do the pilot episode #also Ash if you're reading this: yes that was a callout XD #hope you guys enjoyed this crazy thing #because i really enjoyed writing it lol #all those sex jokes had me cracking up #kiss au writing #my writing #thanks for reading!

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last dance (elu ballet au) chapter trois

Lucas is in his final year at the Paris Opera Ballet School and he’ll be damned if he lets his former friend-turned-rival Eliott steal the lead role in their production of Swan Lake.

aka- lucas and eliott are rivals who are forced to room together for their final year of ballet school before they try to enter the company. we can all see where this is going.

i. ii. iii.

ao3

Vendredi 17:00

Rehearsals finally ended for the week with a stern dismissal. It kind of sucked that they had hip hop as the last class of the day, because they were all dying by that point and nowhere near capable of executing their combinations to the standard they should. It was especially bad that week, as they were all a bit out of shape from spending their holidays slacking on training. No matter how much any of them had kept up with their training over the summer, nine hours of class five days a week with only an hour break in the middle was a whole different experience.

They had all begrudgingly accepted their criticism in class without complaint, knowing that the concerns were justified. Lucas didn’t care too much, especially because it was just hip hop. He loved the class normally, but with auditions looming he didn’t really want to think about anything other than ballet for the next week.

He was sure that he’d already clocked in more hours of extra practice time than anyone else, even though they’d all been there less than a week. Manon had chided him plenty, lecturing him on the importance of letting his body take the time to rest, but he wasn’t taking any chances this year. If he didn’t get the role of Prince Siegfried, it wasn’t going to be from a lack of work.

He tried to blink the thought away, not even allowing himself to consider that he might not get the role. Obviously, it was a large possibility, but it wouldn’t help his confidence if he went in feeling defeated. He had to go into the next week and into the audition like he’d already secured the role, and everything else was just a formality. It was what people like Eliott and Manon would be doing, anyway.

He noticed the way the other girls in the year grimaced at Manon during class, knowing that the role of Odette was hers alone. At least, Lucas supposed, he had some chance at getting the role he desired. He didn’t think the role of the Prince was as set in stone as Odette. Then again, he could just be fooling himself.

He packed up his things as quickly as possible to head to studio three, the room he’d reserved for extra practice that night. He’d asked Manon to join him so they could practice partnering as well, and, thankfully, she’d agreed.

She was already there when he arrived, sitting on the floor and pinning her hair back into a bun. “Long time no see,” she said with a raised eyebrow.

He smirked in return. “You do what you’ve got to do…”

“Oh, Lucas, come on now. You seriously don’t need to be worrying so much. Everyone can see how much you’ve improved over the past year and a half, you’re a shoo-in for a lead role,” she tried to reassure him as he sat beside her.

“That’s just it, Manon. I don’t want a lead role, I want the lead role. This is the only role that’s ever really mattered to me.” He didn’t know how to accurately explain his feelings, his yearning. This wasn’t just another show for him. Even though they weren’t even in a company yet, this would probably be an experience he remembered for the rest of his career, and he wanted it to be a good memory.

She didn’t respond, just grabbed his hand and squeezed it once. It was nice to not have to communicate with her through words sometimes. There wasn’t really anyone else he could do that with, not even Yann. She released his hand as her phone buzzed and she looked at it, blush spreading across her cheeks.

Lucas cleared his throat pointedly and she looked up with wide, falsey innocent eyes. “Who is it?” he prompted, wiggling his eyebrows. “Charles?”

Charles had been one of the stars of the class a year ahead of them, along with Lucille. Lucas had always suspected he and Manon had gotten close, so to speak, during Nutcracker rehearsals, but then he’d gone off to be a part of the Royal Ballet company in London, and she’d never confirmed or denied their relationship.

“No,” she said with a scoff, returning her attention to her phone.

“Then…?” he inquired slowly, stretching out the word.

She took a moment to type, then set her phone face down inside her bag. “It’s nothing.” Lucas raised his eyebrows, not entirely convinced. “Seriously,” she added, rolling her eyes.

“Sure.”

“Sure,” she mocked, sticking out her tongue childishly. “What about you, any hot guys catching your eye recently? Are you seeing Charles?” she asked with a faux gasp, hardly containing her laughter.

“Hilarious, Manon, truly,” he deadpanned, avoiding her question. It was no secret that he was gay, and it was also no secret, at least to everyone who knew him well, that he had never dated anyone before. Sure, he’d kissed a few people at a few parties in the past, but none of them were worth remembering or pursuing beyond those nights. Actually, his longest relationship might have been with Chloé when they were thirteen. He cringed when he thought back on it. He’d been at the height of his repression of his sexuality and she’d been cute and nice, and he thought, maybe it could work with someone like her.

They went on one awkward date to the cinema, not knowing if they should hold hands or kiss or what. The night had ended by them both coming back to school, Chloé giving him a small kiss, and him blurting out that he was gay right to her face. It was a wonder she was still friendly with him. Thankfully, she’d kept his words a secret until he’d been ready to tell everyone, one reason he’d always have a soft spot for her, complicated history or not. He’d probably have reacted much worse had their situations been reversed.

To answer Manon’s question simply, no. He didn’t ever really have the time to think about romance, and had even less now. “Yes,” he told her, “I have one, actually.”

“Oh?” she prompted excitedly. “Who?”

“Prince Siegfried.”

She rolled her eyes again. “You are impossible.”

“Thank you,” he grinned, standing up and holding out a hand. She grabbed onto it reluctantly and allowed herself to be pulled up from the ground. “Now, we practice.”

“Now, we practice,” she repeated, rolling out her shoulders and facing the mirror, focused. He moved behind her and allowed her a few moments to prepare, a few relevés, a few practice pirouettes and balances in retiré before he grabbed her hands and began spinning her, moving his hands to her waist as she spun around.

And around.

Samedi 13:42

The door to Lucas’ suite was, fortunately and unfortunately, unlocked when he returned to his room after practicing on his own for most of the morning. The unfortunate part was that this meant Eliott was in the room, the fortunate part was that he’d accidentally forgotten his room key that morning before he’d left. He couldn’t imagine the embarrassment of having to go to the director to ask to be let back into his room.

Eliott was sitting in the living room when he entered, fully focused on whatever work he was doing on his laptop. Shit. Lucas realized he must have been doing their general schoolwork, math, literature, biology, the like. All of their courses were taught online, so they could pace themselves individually, but there were still assignments due at the end of every week, Saturday nights.

Lucas had been so caught up on practicing for his audition that he’d forgotten about this work, forgotten that he wouldn’t even be allowed to audition if he was behind on his work. Fuck. Hopefully there weren’t many assignments, given that it was the first week back, but Lucas wasn’t holding his breath.

“I was worried you’d forget about our actual schoolwork.” Eliott’s voice was soft enough that Lucas hadn’t realized he was being addressed at first. Lucas paused where he stood at the counter, washing out his water bottle.

“You weren’t hoping I’d forget so I wasn’t eligible to audition for the show?” Lucas shot back.

Eliott actually looked up from his work as if stunned Lucas had responded. Apparently he’d been doing a better job ignoring Eliott throughout the week than he’d thought. “I’m not worried about auditions,” Eliott responded breezily, making Lucas’ blood boil. Of course he wasn’t worried, he thought the role would just be handed to him, like everything else in his life.

“Maybe you should be.” Lucas shut the sink off harshly, picking his bag up off the floor and bringing it into his room, slamming the door shut before Eliott had a chance to respond. He threw his bag to the floor, annoyed at how easily he always allowed Eliott to get under his skin.

He opened his laptop and blasted his music through his headphones, drowning out any possibility of distraction so he could get his work done and possibly return to the studio later that night for extra rehearsal time. He still didn’t have the solo audition piece completely memorized, and he only had about a week left to perfect it.

Thankfully, there were only three lesson videos for him to watch, each one requiring the completion of an assignment to go along with it. Straightforward enough.

Lucas got to work, taking notes as he went, finding that he was actually interested in some of the material they were learning. Weirdly enough, he’d always been drawn to science, and he was quite good at it. Maybe in another life he wasn’t a dancer, but a normal high school student studying science. It was almost laughable for him to think of himself as anything other than a dancer, but maybe a universe existed where it wasn’t such an odd concept.

He finished the work just in time, submitting the assignments ten minutes before the online due date, cursing himself for forgetting to do them earlier in the week. As a reward for himself, he watched a few episodes of a tv show he was into at the moment, forgetting for a minute that the time he spent watching tv probably should have been spent in the studio.

By the time he emerged from his bedroom to use the bathroom, he had assumed Eliott would already be in his room or asleep. No such luck, he realized, seeing Eliott sitting on the couch and scribbling into a notebook. Lucas couldn’t tell exactly what he was doing, but Eliott had always loved drawing as a kid, so maybe it was a habit he’d maintained.

Eliott poked his head up from what he was doing when Lucas exited the bathroom, shutting the notebook gently. “What’s up?”

Lucas looked behind him to see if maybe Sofiane had walked in and he just hadn’t noticed. He heard Eliott laugh softly. “Lucas? Are you ok?”

“You were talking to me?” Lucas asked slowly, still not convinced. What about any of their interactions over the past eight years had told Eliott they were at the ‘casual conversations’ stage of a friendship? Or even at any stage of a friendship?

“Who else would I be talking to?” Eliott asked, cocking his head to the side, his tangled mess of hair somehow still defying gravity. Lucas shrugged and continued walking back to his room. “Wait,” Eliott said, “You’re not going to eat?”

“I already did,” Lucas said, not turning around. He felt a hand grab his arm and turn him around, stunned a moment to be so close to Eliott, who was looking at him intensely. “I made dinner,” Eliott said.

Lucas scrunched up his face in confusion. “And? I ate before I came back from the studio with Manon.” He wrenched his arm from Eliott’s grip but didn’t move any further, wanting an explanation for the weird parental behavior.

Eliott looked away somewhat shyly. “I… I’m just trying to be a good roommate.” The words came out clumsily, as if they hadn’t been what he really wanted to say.

“A good roommate,” Lucas repeated.

Eliott didn’t say anything, looking at the ground, then back up at Lucas. The look in his eyes was unreadable, but familiar at the same time. It sort of felt like Eliott was able to see right through Lucas and he didn’t know how far he could go before he ended up pushing too far. Lucas hated it, this familiarity. There should have been no familiarity left between them.

“I was Arthur’s roommate for years, you know,” Eliott said at last.

Lucas didn’t know why this was relevant. “Ok?”

“Arthur talked about his friends sometimes,” Eliott continued, “And you’re one of his friends.”

“Are you really still trying to, what, psych me out? Tell me you know my weaknesses or something? Cool, Arthur talked about me. He never talked about you to me, if that’s what you want to hear.” Lucas raised his eyebrows incredulously as Eliott rolled his eyes. “I haven’t given a shit about your daily habits in eight years, and neither have you, so why pretend now?”

It wasn’t strictly true, Lucas had cared a bit too much for a bit too long, but Eliott didn’t need to know that. “You know what? Fine. If this is what we’re going to do, how we’re going to live, fine. Excuse me for trying.” Eliott raised his hands in surrender, stalking away to his bedroom. Just before he closed the door, he added, “But just so you’re aware, I’m not going to pretend I don’t notice.”

Notice what? Lucas would have asked had Eliott not slammed the door shut in a manner similar to the way Lucas generally did. He hadn’t realized how harsh it could be from the other side. Whatever, if anyone deserved it, it was Eliott.

Lundi 13:14

Lucas had spent the rest of the weekend alternating between time in the studio and time working ahead on assignments so he didn’t have to worry about them with the stress of auditions on Friday and result postings Saturday.

When he’d woken for his run that morning Eliott had been up again, but this time he hadn’t bothered Lucas about what he was doing, or even spoken to him. In fact, they hadn’t spoken to each other since Saturday night, and Lucas couldn’t be more glad. Maybe Eliott would just let them drift through the year in uncomfortable silence. It wasn’t great, but it was a hell of a lot better than Eliott trying to be a ‘good roommate’.

Yann, Arthur, and Lucas were off campus for their lunch hour that day, making their way to one of Yann’s favorite cafés. Lucas hadn’t wanted to leave, but the boys convinced him to because Basile would be on his lunch break as well, able to meet up with them.

“Hey! Gang high five!” Basile said by way of greeting when the three of them entered the cafe. None of them obliged him, as per usual, and Basile sat back down with a defeated grimace. Lucas wasn’t entirely certain how Basile had become a part of their friend group, but one day he had just sort of started showing up more often and they found they mostly enjoyed his company. He was a nice break from the constant pressure of the ballet world.

“What’s up at ballet school?” Basile asked, shoveling food into his mouth like he’d been starving for years.

Yann shrugged. “Nothing much, ballet this, ballet that.”

“Fascinating,” Basile nodded, breaking into laughter.

Lucas frowned. “Nothing much? Tell that to my callouses. I’ve been in the studio nonstop.”

“Ah,” Arthur chimed in, pointing at Lucas with his fork, “That’s because you’re crazy.”

“I am not,” Lucas said defensively, looking at Yann for backup. Yann merely bit his lip, holding back a smile. Lucas scoffed, slapping Yann on the arm. “Et tu, Brute? I’m just trying to be prepared for auditions.”

“Lucas, I say this with love, but I don’t think working yourself to death is going to do you any favors when you pass out from exhaustion in the middle of auditions,” Yann said matter-of-factly.

Lucas huffed, crossing his arms. “I will not pass out from exhaustion. I sleep.”

“Do you though?” Arthur asked knowingly, and maybe he had a point. It wasn’t from a lack of trying. He’d actually been trying to get to sleep earlier to be well rested for practices, but his brain had other ideas. It wasn’t something he could just will away, as much as he wanted to.

“Yeah, dude, I didn’t want to say anything, but I could probably see your under eye bags from Mars,” Basile added hesitantly. Lucas shoved his food away angrily. “I didn’t come here for you to all gang up on me,” he fumed, knowing their worries were probably justified, but still being too stubborn to admit it.

Basile threw his hands up in surrender. “I just call it like I see it.”

“Whatever,” Lucas sighed dejectedly, stabbing a piece of lettuce with his fork angrily. Yann and Arthur exchanged a look, the latter clearing his throat. “So, Baz, how’s non-ballet school?”

Basile shrugged, speaking with his mouth full. “Same old, same old. Oh, but get this, Alexia transferred out of the ballet school!”

“Uh, yeah, Baz, we’re aware. We kinda noticed she was missing this year,” Arthur pointed out.

Basile frowned. “Oh yeah. Well, she’s hosting a party Saturday night if you’re all interested. I think she already told the girls about it. Maybe Daphné will come,” he added, hopefully.

“We are definitely interested,” Arthur responded immediately, “How much booze?”

Basile laughed, “It’s Alexia, I’m sure we’ll be covered.”

Arthur raised his fingers to his lips in an imitation of a chef’s kiss. “Excellent! You guys in?” he asked Yann and Lucas.

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Yann said, high fiving Arthur, much to Basile’s dismay. They all turned to Lucas expectantly. He folded in on himself a bit, twisting his lips uncertainly.

“I don’t know…”

“Come on, Lulu,” Arthur pleaded, giving Lucas his biggest, poutiest expression. Lucas wouldn’t be swayed so easily. “The casting comes out that night, I won’t be much fun anyways, I’ll be too stressed,” he argued.

“Fair,” Yann agreed, “But what kind of best friend would I be if I let you wallow in anxiety, alone, with only Eliott for company?”

Yann had a point.

“Woah, woah, woah, Eliott? That douche Arthur rooms with?” Basile cut in.

“He’s not a douche,” Arthur said, ignoring Lucas’ glare.

“Yes he is,” Lucas corrected.

Arthur sighed. “He’s not a douche to me. But yes, that Eliott.”

Basile gestured for Arthur to carry on, still clearly not understanding the full picture. Arthur continued, “Room assignments got switched up this year, Lulu got stuck with his arch-nemesis and I got Yann and Sofiane. It’s gone about as well as you’d expect.”

“Nah,” Yann chimed in thoughtfully, “I was betting Lucas would have killed him by now.”

“I’ve come close,” Lucas mumbled under his breath, quiet enough that his friends couldn’t hear. He knew that they thought his rivalry with Eliott was ridiculous. Even Yann, who knew most of the details of their friendship and had to deal with the aftermath. He knew it was annoying to them, it was annoying to him too, but as long as Eliott was there, he was problem number one on Lucas’ mind. Not wanting to subject Yann and Arthur to another rant about Eliott he said, “Fine. I’ll go to the party.”

Basile lit up. “Really?”

“Really.”

“Really, really?” Arthur confirmed.

“Really, really.”

Yann, Basile, and Arthur cheered, earning them glares from an elderly woman sitting a few tables over. “This is going to be the best night ever!” Arthur promised, and Lucas hoped he was right, but for a different reason.

Just because he was going to a party, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t be checking his emails obsessively for the cast list. Hopefully he’d have something to celebrate but, if not, at least he’s have an excuse to drown his sorrows.

#skam france #elu fic #elu ballet au #lucas lallemant #eliott demaury

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outlawnurse · 6 years ago

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He Insists - Chapter I

A RDR2 Modern AU Written by: @ninja-nurse, Inspired by: @heart-of-gold-outlaw, and with special thanks to @ceruleanchillin

Warning: Language, Violence, Spoilers

Hosea hopped down from the wagon, helping the two girl's down. "Thank you, Mr. Matthews." Caitlin said. "Of course." He put his arm out, "This way." "Where are we?" "It's called Horseshoe Overlook." Hosea said. "Are we still in West Elizabeth?" Sophia asked. "They call this The Heartlands. You're in New Hanover, Ladies." "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto." Caitlin looked around. Sophia shook her head, slowly, not sure what to make of the place. "Well, well, well." The man walked over, "What do we have here?" Dutch cleared his throat, "They're going to be staying with us for a while. This is Caitlin and her sister Sophia. Ladies, this is Micah Bell." "It's always a pleasure to meet beautiful women." He grabbed the woman's hand, bringing it to his lips. The woman jerked her arm back, stepping back suddenly, bumping into the man behind her, gasping, turning to face him. Arthur caught her, putting his hands on her shoulders, moving her to stand beside him, "You're alright, girl. This one's bark is worse than his bite." "You say that now." She mumbled under her breath. "She's a bit high strung, that one, isn't she?" Micah laughed. "It seems to me like hatred for you transcends generations, Micah." Arthur scoffed. "What's that supposed to mean?" "It means if I'd been here, you'd still be sitting in that jail in Strawberry." Caitlin snapped, standing just behind Arthur, as if he were a shield. They all looked at her. "I think I'm gonna like this one." Arthur snickered, turning to look at her. "How did you know about that?" Micah snarled. Sophia shot a look of discontent at Caitlin, who mouthed, 'I'm sorry.' "Who are these girls?" Micah asked, glaring at the woman. "We'll get to introductions shortly." Dutch ushered them to his tent, "Miss Grimshaw, can I have a moment of your time?" "Of course, Dutch." She walked over. "Mr. Morgan, can you fetch Mr. Marston?" "With pleasure." He nodded. To say that the members of the Van der Linde crew were bewildered after being introduced to the two women was an understatement. John seemed almost distraught by the girl's presence, while Abigail wanted nothing more than to get to know the woman. To her, they were a symbol of hope. They were a sign that everything would work out for them. John, while struggling to comprehend what was happening, decided that family was family, and accepted the girls.

A tent was put up that the two would share. They were given clothes and basic supplies. In an effort to make the two of you comfortable, Dutch planned a welcome party for that night. Charles and Bill had brought back two deer from their hunting trip. Sadie helped Pearson prepare food for everyone, and there was plenty of alcohol to go around.

Sophia whispered to Caitlin, as they changed in their tent, "Can you please try to turn back on your filter?" "What?" "You can't just go shooting off your mouth with these guys." Sophia snapped, "Did you see the look on Micah's face when you threatened him? He looked like he was going to shoot you in the face." "First of all, I didn't threaten him. Second of all, he wouldn't dare." Caitlin pulled the skirt on, "Arthur Morgan is looking for a reason to end him. I'd be happy to give him one." "This isn't a joke." Sophia seemed genuinely worried, "You romanticize our family's history, but they're criminals. Their jobs are literally to rob and kill people. You know what Micah did to the people he supposedly cared about. Do you think he'll hesitate to kill you?" "I don't romanticize anything. I know, probably better than you, who I'm dealing with." "You can't save them." "I'm not trying to." "You are. It's what you do, Cait. You try to save people. It's why to became a nurse. You know the fate of almost every person out there, and you want to save them. You need to let history happen. There are just some things you can't fix. You can't interfere." "We already have, Soph." She looked at her. "As incredibly detailed as Arthur journal is, never once did he mention two time traveling great great granddaughters of John Marston. I'd say that's journal worthy wouldn't you?" Sophia sighed, "Just... be cool, ok?" "Fine." "...and here... take this." She handed her a handkerchief. "What's this for?" "Because you drool every time you mention his name." "Shut up." "It's unhealthy." "When in Rome, bitch." She tucked the piece of cloth into her dress pocket. "Don't..." "What?" "You have a crush on a man because of his diary, which, I should add, was written a hundred and some years before you were even born." "Don't you judge me!" She squint her eyes at the woman, "You see what he looks like." "He's fucking terrifying." She said, "He literally drew a gun on you not even six hours ago!" "Well," she waved her off, "he didn't know who we were." Sophia shook her head, "That dress looks nice on you by the way." "Thank you." She posed, "You look nice too." "Thanks!" She twirled in the skirt. Cait smirked, "I bet old Artie's amazing in..." "Don't say it!" Sophia covered her ears, quickly, "For the love of God, don't say it!" Caitlin laughed. "You're not going to sleep with the one hundred and fifty five year old outlaw." "I'm pretty sure he's like thirty-six." Sophia just made a face, "You're going to end up with syphilis." "That's a risk I'm willing to take." "You're such a whore." Sophia laughed. Caitlin shrugged her off, "That's what antibiotics are for." "...and when were antibiotics created, Nurse Cait?" "Nineteen twenty four?" "...and what year is it now?" "Eighteen ninety... Oooooh." She nodded, "Syphilis." Caitlin laughed. "Are you ready?" Sophia asked. "Yeah." "Remember ... be normal until we can figure out how to get home." "Normal. Got it." "No threatening Micah." "No threatening Micah." Cait repeated. "No getting syphilis from Arthur." Cait just laughed. "Say it." "He doesn't have syphilis." Sophia put her hands on her hips. "Fine. No getting syphilis from Arthur." She made a face. "Be. Normal." She put her hands up, in defeat, "I'll be on my best behavior, Mom." "Good." Sophia pointed at her, leaving the tent. Many of the group sat around the camp fire, chatting and laughing, while Javier played his guitar. Some of the men sat at the table playing poker, drinking and smoking. Caitlin was silent, taking everything in, as she was far more socially awkward than she let on, despite her earlier interactions. Sophia chat with a few of the girls as she sat at the fire.

"Are you ok?" John sat beside the woman. She nodded, "I'm just, umm, overwhelmed, ya know?" "I imagine this is a lot for you." "I might also ... still be a little hung over from last night." He chuckled, lifting a bottle of whiskey, "I can help with that!" She took a drink from the bottle. He raised his eyebrows, "Oh..." She lowered the bottle, touching her fingers to her lips, wiping off the excess, as she swallowed, "I'm sorry." He laughed, "You must be my blood." She chuckled, as he took a drink, handing it back to her, "You know, whenever the family gets together, they tell stories of you and the Van der Linde Gang, and Jack ... The family talks about it often." "Yeah?" "Yeah." She smiled, taking another drink of the whiskey, "I feel like I know everyone here, but I also... I don't." He looked at her. "The stories made you all so real, but I never imagined being here... with you... being able to touch you. I get a real chance to get to know you. It's so surreal." He smiled at her. "As overwhelming as this is for us, though, I can't imagine how weird it must be for you guys." He scratched his head, "It's... something alright." She took another drink from the bottle, before handing it to John. "Did you ever get to meet Jack?" She shook her head, seeing the boy sleeping, in Abigail's lap, "He passed before I was born." He looked sad, "I know you can't tell us anything, but... Does it all work out?" She looked at him for a minute, not sure what to say. She looked at the fresh scarring on his face. She realized for the first time how much her own father looked like him, "Well, I mean, you have a direct bloodline a hundred years from now, so I mean... It couldn't have been all bad, right?" "I'll take that." He nodded.

Caitlin looked up to see Sophia laughing with Abigail and the girls. She knew that at any moment, all of this would be ripped from her. She looked toward the table, where Arthur played poker with Dutch, Hosea, and Sean. The man held his cigarette loosely between his lips, as he placed his bet. His gaze shifted toward the fire, making eye contact with the woman. She smiled, nodding to him. He removed the cigarette, nodding back to her.

"Hello?" John waved his hand in front of the woman's face. She startled, looking back at him, "What?" "I asked if you missed home." "Honestly, I want to stay here as long as I can." He nodded, finishing the whiskey, "Well, we're happy to have you for as long as we can." She smiled.

To Be Continued............

#red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #rdr2 #arthur morgan #john marston #modern au #fanfiction #fanfic #spoilers

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kittyparr · 6 years ago

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History AU: The children of Catherine of Braganza

Born on November 5th 1663 Princess Sophia Anna was the first child of Charles and Catherine. As a child she educated by her mother and spent much her time in France and Portugal From a young age she became interested in astronomy She spent many hours gazing at the stars and documenting them. At the age of 15 she married William of Orange, the future king of England. They had happy marriage together, they had five children together; Henrietta Augusta, Charlotte, Charles, William, James, and Mary. After her brother Charles’s death, she and her husband became queen and king of England. They ruled together until William's death in 1702, Sophia ruled until her own death in 1719.

Born on January 17th 1665 Prince Charles was the second child of Catherine. As a child he was serious and constantly studied texts. Although it was his wish to join the church, he was groomed to be the next king. At the age of 20, in 1685 he became king of England. A year later he married Anne Stuart. The two had a turbulent and short marriage. In his short time as king, he expanded English presence in the New World and started many settlements along the East Coast. In 1690, his reign was cut short by a hunting accident. In his will he named his brother in law, William of Orange king of England.

Born on Christmas Day 1665, Princess Catherine was the fourth child of Catherine. As a young child she was seen flighty and seemed not have a care in the world. Born as sickly child she was often sheltered as a child was not seen in court as often as her siblings. At the age of 16 she became the second wife of Leopold I. Her mother was reluctant to marry her sickly daughter off. In 1681 she gave birth to twins; James and Charles. The day following their births she fell ill, and died later that night.

Born on March 7th 1667, Princess Joanna was the fifth child of Catherine and Charles. Princess Joanna, much like her older brother Charles was a very serious girl and spent much of her time learning and exploring the natural world. She grew to be an excellent botanist. At the age 17 she married Maximilian II Emanuel. The two reportedly did not have a happy marriage; The two only had three children; Margaret, Eleanor, and Charlotte. In 1690, she died giving birth to her fourth child, Joseph who died three days later.

Born October 31st 1670, Princes John and James were twins born to Catherine. As children the two did nearly everything together. When they got older James and John both severed in the English army. In 1685 John married Maria Antonia of Austria in hopes having a better relationship with the Holy Roman Empire. She and John got a long relatively well, though the two stated they did not love each other, they had a friendship that lasted until her death in 1692. During their marriage they only had two children; Henrietta Sophia, and Eleanor Theresa. John would go to remarry Archduchess Maria Elisabeth of Austria. The two were very much love with each other, and when she died in 1742, John sank into a deep depression and died that same year. James, the younger twin was often described as a Casanova. He had many lovers in his lifetime. He was brilliant military tactician. In 1707 he married Maria Anna of Austria. The two would go on to have a loving relationship, despite the age difference. They would go to have three children; Peter, Joan, and Mary. James would die in 1720 at the age of 50.

Born January 7th 1672, Princess Elizabeth was the seventh child of Catherine and Charles. Growing up the Princess was sent to court in France in hopes of strengthening the two countries relationship, At the age of 12 she caught the eye of Louis XIV. The two formed a father-daughter relationship, he paid for most of her education. Elizabeth became fluent in French, Spanish, and Latin. In her time in France she would play active roles in French politics, often counseling Louis. When Elizabeth was 15 she married Louis. They would go to have eight children together before her death in 1705; Mary, Maria Augusta, Anna Maria, Charles, Antoinette, Josephine Sophia, Eleanor, and Joseph.

Born February 13th 1675, Princess Phillippa was the last child of Charles and Catherine. As the youngest out of all her siblings she held close relationship with her sister Elizabeth. The two held a close relationship throughout their lives. Philippa was a bright child and spent many days reading and writing. At the age of 15 she became the second wife of Peter II of Portugal. The two had a turbulent marriage, and never got along with each other. They only had three children; Isabella Charlotte, Peter and Charles. Philippa would outlive her husband, in that time she ruled as regent for her daughter Isabella. When Isabella turned twenty, Philippa turned her power over to Isabella and returned to England where she lived until her death in 1730,

#history au #alternate universe #alternate history #catherine of braganza #english queens #queen consort #portugal #myedit #english history #portuguese history

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callunavulgari · 6 years ago

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Scrapbook 2018 - Pt. II

Second part of the scrapbook for 2018. A reminder, for myself and others-

Italicized titles - enjoyed quite a bit | bold titles - love | titles with an asterisk* - all time favorites | (bracketed titles) - re-watches/re-reads | strikethough - dislike

Goals are: read forty-five new books this year (34 so far!), finish six video games (2 so far!), write either 30 fics or 70k total, finish the damn Sabriel AU (not so much), and write something original.

MOVIES

June

Solo

Professor Marston and the Wonder Women

(Coco)

(The Lost Boys)

(Road to El Dorado)

(Avatar)

The Philadelphia Story

Singin’ In The Rain

Incredibles 2

Funny Girl

High Society

Blade Runner 2049

Moonlight

Ocean’s 8

July

Ant Man and the Wasp

Lego Batman Movie

Good Morning Vietnam

Mary and the Witch’s Flower

(Coraline)

August

(Hercules)

(Wonder Woman)

(Coraline)

Flavors of Youth

September

(Song of the Sea)

The Losers

The Greatest Showman

October

(Jurassic Park)

(LOTR: The Fellowship of the Ring)

November

(V For Vendetta)\

(Serenity)

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before

December

Wreck It Ralph 2

(Howl’s Moving Castle)

Ready Player One

Home Alone 2

BOOKS

June

The Stand | Stephen King

Think of England | K.J. Charles [Fin]

Reincarnation Blues | Michael Poore [Fin]

Voyage of the Basilisk | Marie Brennan [Fin]

Wishful Drinking | Carrie Fisher [Fin]

(Captive Prince | C.S. Pacat) [Fin]

(Prince’s Gambit | C.S. Pacat) [Fin]

(King’s Rising | C.S. Pacat) [Fin]

The Fifth Season | N.K. Jesmin [Fin]

The Power | Naomi Alderman [Fin]

July

The Stand | Stephen King [Fin]

King of Attolia | Megan Whalen Turner [Fin]

Conspiracy of Kings | Megan Whalen Turner [Fin]

The Ocean at the End of the Lane | Neil Gaiman [Fin]

Postcards From the Edge | Carrie Fisher [Fin]

A Closed and Common Orbit | Becky Chambers [Fin]

The Wicked + The Divine, Vol. 1 | Kieron Gillen [Fin]

The Wicked + The Divine, Vol. 2 | Kieron Gillen [Fin]

The Wicked + The Divine, Vol. 3 | Kieron Gillen [Fin]

The Watchmaker of Filigree Street | Natasha Pulley [Fin]

Half Bad | Sally Green [Fin]

Spinning Silver | Naomi Novak [Fin]***

(Uprooted)** [Fin]

The Bedlam Stacks | Natasha Pulley [Fin]

If We Were Villains | M.L. Rio [Fin]

Circe | Madelline Miller [Fin]

Lord of the Flies | William Golding [Fin]

The Goldfinch | Donna Tartt

The Obelisk Gate | N.K. Jesmin [Fin]

(His Majesty’s Dragon | Naomi Novak)

August

The Goldfinch | Donna Tartt [Fin]

(His Majesty’s Dragon | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

Pachinko | Min Jin Lee [Fin]

The Cruel Prince | Holly Black [Fin]

Thick As Thieves | Megan Whalen Turner [Fin]

The Language of Thorns | Leigh Bardugo [Fin]

Salt Magic, Skin Magic | Lee Welch [Fin]

Red Queen | Victoria Aveyard [Fin]

Record of a Spaceborn Few | Becky Chambers [Fin]

The Labyrinth of Drakes | Marie Brennan [Fin]

The Stone Sky | N.K. Jesmin

Luck In The Shadows | Lynn Flewelling

September

The Stone Sky | N.K. Jesmin [Fin]

Luck In The Shadows | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

Stalking Darkness | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

Within the Sanctuary of Wings | Marie Brennan [Fin]

Traitor’s Moon | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

Shadow’s Return | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

When Breath Becomes Air | Paul Kalanithi

The White Road | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

Casket of Souls | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

Shards of Time | Lynn Flewelling [Fin]

The Name of the Wind | Patrick Rothfuss

October

The Name of the Wind | Patrick Rothfuss [Fin]

When Breath Becomes Air | Paul Kalanithi [Fin]

Little Fires Everywhere | Celeste Ng [Fin]

Titus Groan | Meryn Peake [DNF]

The Fellowship of the Ring | J.R.R. Tolkien

Howl’s Moving Castle | Diana Wyyne Jones

The Wise Man’s Fear | Patrick Rothfuss

November

The Fellowship of the Ring | J.R.R. Tolkien [Fin]

Howl’s Moving Castle | Diana Wyyne Jones

The Wise Man’s Fear | Patrick Rothfuss [Fin]

December

Howl’s Moving Castle | Diana Wyyne Jones [Fin]

Ender’s Game | Orson Scott Card

The Poppy War | R.F. Kuang

PODCASTS

June

Wolf 359 (Eps 49-61) FIN

The Bright Sessions (56 - Finale) FIN

Penumbra Podcast (1-32)

Alice Isn’t Dead (5-6)

July

Penumbra Podcast (32)

August

Penumbra Podcast (ALL OF IT)

September

EOS 10 (Rewatch of s1 & 2, then 1-5 of s3)

Welcome to Night Vale (1-26)

October

EOS 10 (s3; eps 5-FINALE, bonus episode)

Welcome to Night Vale (26)

November

Welcome to Night Vale (26-29)

Wolf 359 RELISTEN (1-34)

Penumbra Podcast (Juno Steel and the Long Way Home pt 1-2)

TANIS 1

December

Wolf 359 RELISTEN (34-62)

TV SHOWS BY SEASON

June

Westworld s2

Legion s2

The Flash s4

Siren s1

Sense8 Series Finale*****

Black Mirror

Voltron s6

July

The Bold Type s1

Anne With An E s1

Black Mirror

Big Mouth

August

Anne With An E s2

Legion s2

The Flash s4

Voltron s7

San Clarita Diet

Jeff Jeffries

September

American Horror Story: Apocalypse

Killing Eve

The Dragon Prince

Castlevania

October

American Horror Story: Apocalypse

Killing Eve

The Haunting of Hill House

The Good Place s2

Castlevania s2

November

The Good Place s2

Castlevania s2

American Horror Story: Apocalypse

Killing Eve

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

She Ra s1

December

(Dead Like Me)

(Buffy the Vampire Slayer s4)

VIDEO GAMES

June

Witcher 3: Hearts of Stone DLC - 2 hrs

Song of the Deep

(Final Fantasy 15) - 30 hrs

July

Witcher 3: Hearts of Stone DLC - 2 hrs

SOMA [Fin]

(Kingdom Hearts Final Mix) - 34 hrs [Fin]

Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days - Remix [Fin]

(Kingdom Hearts 2 Final Mix) - 40 hrs

August

(Kingdom Hearts 2 Final Mix) - 40 hrs [Fin]

Kingdom Hearts BBS, Terra - 20 hrs [Fin]

Kingdom Hearts BBS, Ven - 5 hrs

Prey, M Morgan - 30 hrs [Fin]

Prey, F Morgan - 6 hrs

September

(Final Fantasy 15) - 100 hrs

Witcher 3: Hearts of Stone DLC - 6 hrs

October

(Final Fantasy 15) - 100 hrs

Witcher 3: Hearts of Stone DLC - 6 hrs

Kingdom Hearts BBS, Ven - 12 hrs [Fin]

Kingdom Hearts BBS, Aqua - 5 hrs

November

Kingdom Hearts BBS, Aqua - 5 hrs

Pokemon Go?

December

Pokemon Moon (34 hrs, Ghost trial?)

Pokemon Go

(Kingdom Hearts: DDD - La Cite de Cloches, 5 hrs?)

Pokemon Let’s Go Eevee

Detroit: Become Human

DELIGHTFUL FIC

June

take the stage and deliver by mothwrites | Wolf 359 | Jacobi/Kepler | 3k | “Why me?” Jacobi asked.“You’re just his type,” Cutter said. “He’ll never see it coming.”

push to the limit by gortysproject | Wolf 359 | Jacobi/Kepler | 10k | five times kepler asks too much of jacobi, and one time jacobi can't pull through for him.

you be the motor, I'll be the gasoline by crookedfingers | Wolf 359 | Jacobi/Kepler | 5k | The hold music begins before Jacobi can finish his sentence. He blinks at the far wall and then glances at a clock. He’ll give it thirty seconds before he hangs up.Then the music stops jarringly mid-note and someone says, “Thank you so much for your patience. I understand that you’re seeking career opportunities with Goddard Futuristics.”

life 2.0 by goldtreesilvertree, mothwrites | Wolf 359 | Jacobi/Eiffel | 5k | "Alright... Daniel. Why are we having a movie night?" Minkowski never seemed the type to be into movie nights, and Hera probably doesn't get the point. He's beginning to get the feeling this will be the first movie night Eiffel 2.0 is going to remember, and he doesn't know if that's a good thing."Because," Daniel says, passing him a DVD so he has to get up again, "I really want to watch this, and my usual movie-buddy is dead. My backup movie-buddy is also dead. Any further questions?"

'til your heart goes numb by LuckyDiceKirby | The Bright Sessions | Mark/Damien | 1k | Instead of going out and getting drunk with Rose, Mark goes for a drive.

black sheep and mischief by grim_lupine | Thor | Thor & Loki | 3k | A bird alights on Thor’s shoulder and pecks his cheek twice, hard enough to make him wince.“What are you doing?” it warbles in his ear.“Wondering what my brother is doing up at this hour, little bird,” Thor replies. “Will you go ask him for me?”

(Lines on Palms by Fahye | Captive Prince | Damen/Laurent | 35k | "You're lying," Damen says. "You walked into Akielos and stole something from me.")**

On Tilt by 13th_blackbird | Solo | Han/Lando | 3k | “You want to play?” Han says, nodding at the cards, before he can think better of it. “Or are you just showing off?”

tell me, get my shit together by paperclipbitch | Solo | Han/Lando | 5k | “I thought we were actively avoiding each other after the Trandosha Shitshow,” Han says.“We’re actively avoiding each other after the Iridonia Shitshow,” Lando corrects him, “the Trandosha Shitshow is That Which We Do Not Speak Of.”

Make Me Feel by Copper_Nails (Her_Madjesty) | Solo | Han/Lando | 2k | Winning the Falcon back is supposed to fill the empty space beneath his ribs. Han told himself this the whole way to Lando, tells it to himself again, now: it’s immensely satisfying to stare up at the ship’s sleek (battered) lines, so he can stop thinking about Crimson Dawn, thanks; can stop thinking about Beckett on the cliffside and Qi’ra, fading like a star in the morning.

Proving It by sailingonstardust | Solo | Han/Lando | 1.5k | “You know,” Lando interrupts Han in the middle of a story about a seedy club and two twi’leks, “you can talk, and talk, and talk, but I don’t believe half the things you’re saying for even a second.”

one night on the falcon by topaz | Solo | Han/Lando | 3k | If Han was the kind of guy who thought about things like this, the idea of fucking Lando Calrissian in the ship he'd used to own would have fallen somewhere on the Cool side of the prospective ideas spectrum, probably shading to the Not really likely to happen but still fun to think about group.

A Cornstalk Fiddle by notbecauseofvictories | Devil Went Down to Georgia | Devil/Johnny | 9k+ | Where Johnny goes, the Devil follows; where Johnny goes, the Devil is already there.

The Beginning After the End by notbecauseofvictories | Star Wars | Padme & Obi-Wan | 7k | Padmé wakes to the back of Obi-Wan’s head, his hair mussed and his arms spread, outstretched over her knees as though to shield her from all that would come.

( Stargazers by Ruby_Wednesday | Captive Prince | Laurent/Damen | 90k | Five years after the Truce of Marlas, Damen and Laurent meet again in Delpha. They're forced to work together to soothe the growing tension between their countries. But Laurent does not forgive easily and Damen's not that sorry.)

( One the Other by Ruby_Wednesday | Captive Prince | Laurent/Damen | 200k | Marlas goes badly for Damen. He goes back to Ios with Laurent as his reluctant ward.)

July

Any More Obvious by idiopathicsmile | Les Mis | Eponine/Cosette | 2k | “Look, folks,” says Musichetta, ten minutes from the end of cheer practice, “we have an audience. A spooky audience.”

speak in tongues by SpineAndSpite | Yuri On Ice | Yuri/Otabek | 7k | The last time Yuri went sightseeing with Otabek it had been the middle of winter, and he only had breath to contemplate the speed of the bike and the warmth of Otabek through his jacket. A crowded bus is a far cry, but he still has the same feeling of displacement--of not knowing what will happen next.

cherry pie by brawlite, ToAStranger | Stranger Things | Billy/Steve | 133k | Billy Hargrove lives for summer. Endless sunshine, heavily chlorinated pools, roaming ice cream trucks, and unencumbered freedom? There’s nothing better.**

(you hate me) cause i got what you need by brawlite, ToAStranger | Stranger Things | Billy/Steve | 6k | “You smell like coconuts,” Billy murmurs. “Like the ocean, too.”

Draconia by perceived_nobility | The Bright Sessions | Damien/Mark | 4k | "So I was driving. One ex wife and one ex husband later, stopping at the same fucking gas stations you and I stopped at."

untalked of and unseen by prouvairing | If We Were Villains | James/Oliver | 5k | Four times Oliver and James slept together, and one time they didn’t. Not exactly in that order.

Swipe right by mee4ever | HP | Draco/Harry | 2k | Or then one where Harry swipes right, and it turns out Draco does too.

The Truth by mee4ever | HP | Draco/Harry | 4k | Or the one where Harry is too bloody thick to see the truth, even when it's staring him in the face.

August

Victory Condition by astolat | Transformers | Megatron/Optimus | 39k | “Do you want me to tell you a story?” Megatron said mockingly. “You won’t like it, Prime. It’s not a very nice one.”

chases, escapes, true love, miracles by pepperfield | The Flash | Cisco/Harry | 55k | Just because the timeline has been restored, doesn't mean things are back to normal. Cisco's got 99 problems, and Harry Wells is approximately 38 of them.

Turn by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) | Star Wars | Reylo | 9k | I would kill for you, he thinks at her, inside her, and this is the result of what they just did, the culmination of all of their history together. I would destroy the entire galaxy for this.

You should see the things we do by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) | SW | Reylo | 13k | “Maybe Ben will come home from his business trip and bend me over the nearest piece of furniture and fuck me hard and fast.”

Your Pretty Little Heart by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) | SW | Reylo | 64k | “Good. Good little Omega.” He says the words against her gland, almost sweetly, and Rey—Rey is going to die. A wonderful, delicious death. Depraved, all of this. Filthy. Beautiful.

✓✓ Read by Boyue | South Park | Kyle/Stan | 65k | AKA how Stan Marsh met Kyle Broflovski through a dick pic mishap.

Pretend There Is No Wreck by LuckyDiceKirby | The Flash | Harrisco | 11k | Cisco and Harry figure out how to not kill each other, and also maybe how to talk about their feelings.

the cure by aquaexplicit | The Flash | Harrisco | 43k | “I guess I don’t really get what you need to fix? Harrison Wells is a hot, rich genius that pays you to make cool stuff with his daughter and is totally into you. If you guys boning is the biggest problem you have, I think this officially qualifies as your best relationship ever.”

and everything nice by perzimon | Voltron | Sheith | 5k | when he's beautiful and you love him but he can't make toast, the fic

hello, i love you, won't you tell me your name by perzimon | Voltron | Sheith | 12k | Keith's human enough to have wisdom teeth and unlucky enough to need them extracted. The team despairs.

Unexpected Developments by mific | SGA | McShep | 14k | Detective John Sheppard after Vegas (S5E19). His near-fatal wound's slowly healing and he's got his old job back, but then someone turns up unexpectedly who's a greater mystery than any of the cases on John's desk, and John has to make some hard choices.

teach me something new by tagteamme | Voltron | Sheith | 64k | Keith and Lance accidentally get into trouble. Shiro is the TA that has to Deal With It™.

to go, to follow, to kneel at your feet by arahir | Voltron | Sheith | 12k | They think it will be funny to leave him with a Galra in heat.

called out your name (but it was too late) by arahir | Voltron | Sheith, Griffin/Keith | 5k | Walk into the Garrison like—wait, what the fuck, is that Keith? Or: an old classmate watches Keith fall in love with someone else.

To Consummate is to Burn by the_glow_worm | Spinning Silver | Miryem/The Staryk | 6k | Miryem, the Staryk, and their wedding night.

The Time-Traveller's Portion by PutItBriefly | Pride & Prejudice | Elizabeth/Darcy | 7k | Darcy always knew she was to be his wife. He just didn't know she was poor.

September

songs about love by sarahyyy | YOI | Yuri/Otabek | 8k | In the embedded Instagram photo just under that subheading, a very grumpy Yuri is cuddling a very grumpy-looking cat. The caption reads: I found the cat version of me at the shelter today. #iknowisaidnomorecats #canyoublameme

Between the Lines by Dementordelta | Harry Potter | Snarry | 22k | Harry discovers a secret in his Potions text and a friend in the Half-Blood Prince.

More Than Gravity by JenTheSweetie | Marvel | Stony | 20k | “Aw, time travel, no.”On Christmas Eve, Tony came unstuck in time.

Of an Arcane Binding by Salvia_G | The Hobbit | Thilbo | 44k | An inexplicable magic ties Bilbo Baggins, hobbit of the Shire, to Thorin, dwarven prince of Erebor.

Back and Forth by kiyala | Yuri On Ice | Yuri/Otabek | 4k | Yuri convinces Otabek to get snapchat, just to send selfies of himself making faces at Victor and Yuuri. He gets more than he expected.

your tongue is sharp, but i miss the taste of it by thecopperkid | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 7k | Billy had one job -- don't take off the scarf. / Science is probably not Steve's strong suit, but he's really trying to make sense of why Billy's suddenly found him so appealing.

Things Already Said by balloonwhisk | The Bright Sessions | Damien/Mark | 4k | Damien gets a not entirely unwelcome early morning surprise.

Wreak Havoc by myfandomsareinfinite | EOS 10 | Ryan/Akmazian | 8k | Five Times Ryan Dalias Saved Akmazian's Life (Sort of) and One Time Akmazian Saved Ryan's (Sort Of).

you will see what it is to be overcome by magneticwave | Star Trek | Spirk | 10k | What kind of an idiot would try to explain magic to a Vulcan.

Bloody Ruin by esama | Castlevania | Alucard/Trevor | 37k | Vampire hunter and a vampire try to get along.

Minus 1 by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) | Star Wars | Reylo | 6k | The text—'What’s up, daddy?'—was originally intended for Finn.

Paint it, red by CeruleanHeart | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 3k | " That's a pretty color..." Billy repeated and stepped closer, crowding Steve against the door "... for a pretty boy."

October

a road less traveled and a life less led by Azzandra | Dishonored | Gen, Outsider & Billie | 9k | She took him out of the Void, as promised.And then she kept him, she supposed.

Changing the Sound of Your Name by Agrotera | Dishonored | Outsider/Corvo | 14k | It was the first thing she said to him when they stumbled out of the Void. You’re going to need a name. Emerging from the dark into what promised to be a lifetime of questions impossible to answer, and she broached the hardest one first.

if the end comes (don't let us hear it) by Kandakicksass | Dishonored | Outsider/Corvo | 5k | "He comes in like a ghost in the fall of 1854."

Work of All Saints by antistar_e (kaikamahine) | Coco | Hector/Imelda/Ernesto | 210k | Imelda Rivera (b. 1899 - d. 1969), a story that includes but is not limited to: the finest music school this side of the Santo Domingo, three traveling musicians and the mess they made of love, the twice-cursed assassination of Venustiano Carranza, all the patron saints, and ninety-six ways a man can try to cross a bridge.**

Traveling Far by astolat | GOT | Jaime/Brienne | 24k | Three weeks into their delightful slog across Westeros, during yet another charming day of shitting in the woods, eating half-raw squirrel, and trudging his feet bloody, the single most dour and uninteresting woman Jaime had ever met in all of Westeros stopped in the middle of a field, drew a deep breath, and said, “When I was seven, my aunt came to visit with her son. My father told me that as the daughter of the house, it was my duty to show hospitality to my guests and to be gracious to them. I wanted to make him proud. So for three weeks, I let my cousin follow me around and talk to me about spiders.”

insert baseball pun here by hoppnhorn | Stranger Things | Billy/Steve | 6k | He’s considering taking up smoking again if it keeps him from trying to pick up Steve in the middle of the office. That’s really the last thing that he needs to do, start fucking around with someone he works with. He had sex with a coworker one time back in college when he worked at some shitty deli and that had devolved into his manhood being threatened with a meat slicer.

Regrowth by moogle62 | Uprooted | Agnieszka/The Dragon | 1k | Agnieszka’s wood-green cottage stands waiting for her when she leads Sarkan carefully by the hand back home. They wind through the trees together and only she does not flinch at the stray touch of branches. The Wood has known her too completely, now, for her to mistake friend for foe.

I just met you (and this is crazy) by littlesystems | Captain America | Steve/Bucky | 41k | After Steve gets outed by a grainy cell phone picture, it takes the media less than 24 hours to discover Captain America’s secret relationship with James Barnes: classical musician, teen heartthrob, and son of a former president.The only problem? Steve has never met James Barnes in his life.

will you chew until it bleeds? by brawlite | Venom | Venom/Eddie | 7k | Venom drags Eddie into a seedy club out of sheer curiosity. Trying to make the most of a night he didn't choose for himself, Eddie tries to get laid. Instead, he gets mugged. Afterwards, Venom doesn't let Eddie feel too disappointed about the missed opportunity.

devil's backbone by starscry | Castlevania | Alucard/Trevor Belmont | 3k | “Come, now. I’ve seen you stalking around, pent up like a bitch in heat. You’re quite high-strung; it’s beginning to wear on the others, me included,” the vampire drawls. His sharp eyes find Trevor’s, narrowing slyly. “You need a good fuck.”

Steam and Skin by LuciferianRising | Castlevania | Alucard/Trevor | 5k | He wanted to spare Sypha the horror of having to share a bath with either of them, but Trevor never imagined choosing to share it with Alucard would lead to this. He's not exactly complaining, however.

November

when the devil comes to plea (he'll be running quicker than you've ever seen) by Hornswaggler | EOS 10 | Ryan/Akmazian | 3k | Akmazian runs with some pretty shady people. Akmazian is a pretty shady person. Now the Destroyer of Stars has developed something of a soft spot. Not all of his employees approve.

like it's supposed to by Hornswaggler | EOS 10 | Ryan/Akmazian | 2k | Ryan is consistently busy. Luckily for him, that means he's consistently distracted from things he'd really rather not think about.Unluckily for him, he's apparently not too busy for impromptu visits from one of the most wanted men in the system.

a lesson in cartography by novembersmith | Uprooted | Agnieska/Sarkan | 7k | “I will never cease to be amazed at your unequaled talent for creating chaos out of the simplest components. You were meant to be scrying and map-making. What were you doing?”

heart on a string by jilliancares | She-Ra | Adora/Catra | A good Force Captain would do a lot of things that Catra wouldn’t, like not pulling their punches when fighting Adora and not sneaking into Castle Bright Moon for anything less than evil purposes. Unfortunately, Catra wasn’t a very good Force Captain, despite striving all her life to become one.No, everything had changed when Adora wandered into the stupid Whispering Woods to find a moral compass. Little did she know she was dragging Catra’s heart on a string behind her.

December

Aia ke ola i Motunui by asteriae | Moana | Moana/Maui | 25k | The trouble with saving the world and returning home a hero with a demigod by your side, is it really scares off potential suitors.

lilies of the valley (cover me with kisses, make my garden grow) by diasterisms | Star Wars | Reylo | 8k | Every girl is entitled to the mistake. That one colossal fuck-up that permanently alters the terrain of who you are. You'll either learn from it or you won't, so might as well have the time of your life.

Astronomical Odds by xzombiexkittenx for Cinnamaldeide | Hannibal | Hannigram | 2.5k | Picked up a hitchhiker last night. He said, “Thanks! how do you know I’m not a serial killer though?” I replied, “The chances of two serial killers being in the same car are astronomical.”

meet me in the woods tonight by brawlite, ToAStranger | Stranger Things | Billy/Steve | 86k | There’s something in the woods of Hawkins, Indiana.

Notes of Noy, Notes of Joy by pendrecarc | Spinning Silver | Miryem/The Staryk | 5k | "I might wander ten thousand years in the goblin depths and never find a way out again...."Miryem descends into the depths with no more than a dagger in her hand, a mirror about her neck, and a song in her heart to bring her husband out again.

if you don't like the company, let's just do it you and me by hoppnhorn, thecopperkid | Stranger Things | Billy/Steve | 9k | “Stevie, Stevie, Stevie,” Billy tuts, and it’s nearly sickening, too fucking good, the way he looks like he can think of nothing better than digging his teeth into Steve Harrington. “Look at you. What’re we gonna do with you, huh? Tell me what you want, pretty boy.”

B-Sides by notbecauseofvictories | Devil Went Down to Georgia | The Devil/Johnny | 5k | All the tunes that didn't make the cut.

DELIGHTFUL FANVIDS

June

Steve Rogers | Elegy

Lucifer | Heaven's Door

in my veins | keith

[𝙺𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴] WAVES

Voltron | Rise

VOLTRON || H O M E || Season 6

Eleven || I'm this way because of you

July

Tenth Doctor | Reminiscence

Lucifer | Heaven's Door

Marvel || Where are you now? (Faded)

Stranger Things | Heroes

What if THOR RAGNAROK had an anime opening?

August

the maze [multifandom]

Gilbert Blythe || The last, the only

K E I T H // "I won't quit" (6x07)

(Marvel) Avengers | Sacrifice

sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀ (ᴇᴘɪᴄ) // {Voltron AMV} ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ 𝟼 sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀs

Voltron | Rise (Season 6)

sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ // {Voltron AMV} ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ 𝟼 sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀs

Marvel | We Will Rock You

infinity war || bleeding heart

How Far We've Come - Voltron AMV (s1-s6)

Kylo Ren | Look What You Made Me Do

Way Down We Go｜Detroit: Become Human

Loki // Hustler

Born ready [VOLTRON]

You could be h̶a̶p̶p̶y̶ and I won't know

ʜᴏᴡ ғᴀʀ ᴡᴇ'ᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ

voltron s7 | home

VOLTRON || FIX YOU || Season 7

almost everything;

Infinity War || Flesh and Bone

Broken People || Avengers Infinity War

September

Marvel || Death is not the End

Blood//Water || Voltron Legendary Defender

The Wolf|Voltron| AMV

Harry Potter || Across this New Divide

► I Like Me Better

Game of Thrones | Flesh and Bone [6K]

October

The Byers || We can fix it, together

Legion || The World Killer

Infinity War || Violet Hill

Mike & Eleven || Out of the darkness

My Hero Academia「AMV」|| You Can Become A Hero

MARVEL || Stronger [The Score]

Peter + Roman | he hurt you

peter & roman | animals

November

N/A

December

Excelsior, Stan Lee

[Catradora] ＴｈｅＥｎｅｍｙ

Avengers: Endgame - (Logan Style)

2018 --Trailers Mashup

X Ambassadors - UNSTEADY | Official Dance Video #LoveisLove

2018 Movie Trailer Mashup

just a machine? [Detroit: Become Human] *HBD Pteryx*

who are you? | Connor | Detroit: Become Human

Detroit: Become Human || Paralyzed

DELIGHTFUL MUSIC

June

Emeli Sande - Daddy

EMPIRES Hello Lover

Stupid | Brendan Maclean

Chaos Chaos - Do You Feel It?

GHITA - Mindfvck

Olivia O'Brien - Fuck Feelings

gnash - i hate u, i love u ft. olivia o'brien

Paradise Valley | Honey and the Sting

Hidden Citizens - Hazy Shade of Winter

Attila the King | Nick Glennie-Smith

Lawless - Crossing Over (feat. IO Echo)

Is This the End | Joseph William Morgan

Man or a Monster | Sam Tinnesz(feat. Zayde Wølf)

EXPERIENCE - LUDOVICO EINAUDI

Nothing Matters When We’re Dancing, Sense8 Remix ft Zoe Wise

Moonlight End Credits | Nicholas Britell

July

Ori and the Blind Forest Soundtrack

Little Sadie - Crooked Still

That Feeling When - Dagny

Asylums for the Feeling - Silent Poets

Starboy - The Weeknd

Lash Out - Alice Merton

Liztomania - Phoenix

Alice - Fields and Planes

Little Black Submarines - The Black Keys

Ahead By a Century - The Tragically Hip

Can I Sit Next To You - Spoon

Fantasy Reading Soundtrack

Watercast Soundtrack

HAEVN - The Sea

August

Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths

Ocean Size - Jane’s Addiction

174 Hours - Jeff Russo

you should see me in a crown - billie eilish

the trapper and the furrier - regina spektor

the war - syml

lion - saint mesa

island - svrcina

who are you - svrcina

lovely - billie eilish

hold me - the sweeplings

natural - imagine dragons

mermaid - skott

sky full of song - florence + the machine

music to watch boys to - lana del rey

road river and rail - cocteau twins

hypnos - daemonia nymphe

in a landscape - john cage

mmm mmm mmm mmm - crash test dummies

queendom - aurora

ordinary world - duran duran

September

silent lucidity - queensryche

friends - marshmello

popular - nada surf

song of the sea lullaby - nolwenn leroy

flesh and bone - black math

the wolf - siames

broken people- rag n bone man & logic

nina cried power ep - hozier

kol nidrey - the yuval ron ensemble

amen - for king & country

stronger - the score

rise like a phoenix - conchita wurst

heroes - mans zelmerlow

cut to the feeling - carly rae jepsen

electrified - just loud

all my friends - the revivalists

the way you used to do - queens of the stone age

the morning after - maureen mcgovern

killer shangri-lah - psychotic beats

work it out - effee

sous les aquarelles - ingrid st-pierre

the other side - greatest showman ensemble

the greatest show - greatest showman ensemble

never enough - loren allred

this is me - greatest showman ensemble

October

SOS - Cher

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! - Cher

Dancing Queen - Cher

Perfect Opening Line - The Frames

Twin Fawn - Chelsea Wolfe

The Plains/Bitter Dancer - Fleet Foxes

Don’t Fall In Love - Still Corners

Acid Rain - Lorn

One Night Only - The Struts

Goodbye My Lover - James Blunt

Always Starting Over - Idina Menzel

Ghost of John - Kristin Lawrence

Fernando - Cher

The Ancestors - Dario Marianelli

November

Turn Back Time - Cher

It’s Quiet Uptown - Kelly Clarkson

Stranger Things - Facing West

Saturn - Sleeping At Last

The Origin of Love - Hedwig

December

DJ Earworm Mashup - United State of Pop 2018 (Turnin' It Up)

DECADE OF POP | The Megamix (2008-2018) // by Adamusic

MASHUP 2018 "THE GREATEST HOPE" - 2018 Year End Mashup

DANCE TO 2018 | YEAR END MEGAMIX (MASHUP) // by Adamusic

Vivaldi Recomposed by Max Richter

WRITTEN FIC

June

and i'm always tired, but never of you | The Bright Sessions | Sam/Damien/Mark | 10,405 words | Sam runs into Damien at the grocery store two years later. It changes everything.

July

N/A

August

tides will bring me back to you | Kingdom Hearts | Axel/Roxas | 7,383 words | When Axel was sixteen, he did something stupid. He and a couple of his friends took his mom’s car up to the mountains, where they’d spent the better part of the day drinking bottles of stolen liquor and staggering along a heavily forested trail, laughing and bumping into trees as they went. As it was getting dark, they’d ended up near the end of it, where the heavy brush of the trees gave way to open sky and sea, a quiet little cove in the middle of nowhere.Then, one of his friends said, “I dare you to go in the water.”

September

Smallest Light | Stranger Things | Gen, El & Will | 5,165 words | In the summer of 1986, Will’s mom marries Jim Hopper. OR, Will and El learn how to be real people again together.

October

N/A

November

i don't want to rest in peace, we can haunt each other's dreams | EOS 10 | Ryan/Akmazian | 1,520 words | In the dream, Ryan wakes up and Akmazian is there.

December

Looking For Atlantis | SGA | Mcshep | 4,632 words | Hey Rodney, the postcard reads. Go see a movie.

keep your heart open (i'll keep mine open too) | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 7,915 words | “Did you even like me before you found out I was your soulmate?” Billy murmurs as he kisses a line down Steve’s throat.

FANMIXES/GRAPHICS

December

2018 Playlist

#heather says what #scrapbook #2018

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strikingjann · 7 years ago

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i was tagged by @nathanprescottz (sorry it’s so late, but i stuck on few questions) Since i don’t think it had instruction in it I believe it is about putting characters from one or more fandoms as answers to the questions

i • which character are you most similar to?

I would say Yachi Hitoka from Haikyuu!!, I tend to be the same way of shy.

ii • which character are you most dissimilar to?

Seth Gordon from All For The Game

iii • if you were in a zombie apocalypse, which character would you bring with you?

Renee Walker and Andrew Minyard (AFTG) since like they have plan duh!

iv • what is your favourite aus?

friends to lovers

v • what trope did you suspect a character would fall into but proved you wrong?

I thought at first that Steve Harrington from Stranger Things will be typical bad boy, but then he turned out to be more complex and suprising

vi • what is your favourite genre?

fantasy, ya lit

vii • if you could write a book, how would you describe it in five words?

drama, sarcasm, 90s songs refences (based on actual story I am writing)

viii• describe your favourite book in five words

aliens, sadness, death, hope, love

ix • do you prefer guarded or open characters?

both since both can suprise me

x • which three songs suit your favourite character(s)?

Alone by Heart to Ari from Ari and Dante

Drive by Halsey to Gansey from The Raven Cycle

Salute by The Little Mix to Peggy Carter from MCU universe

xi • what fics do you wish there were more of?

In sense of parings I may say Alina and Mal from Grisha since i don’t think that there are any

xii • what’s your favourite line?

“Thank you, you were amazing” from All for The Game

xiii• what line made you laugh?

I hate sand it's coarse and it gets everywhere (star wars) by our lovely dramatic queen Anakin Sandwalker

xiv• if you were paired up in a group project, who would you want to be with?

Lydia Martin

xv • if you could turn your favourite book(s) into a different genre, what would it be and why?

Amour amour turned into superhero story with fighting acrobats

xvi• which character would you be best friends with?

Annabeth Chase from Percy Jackson

which character would you:

i • go on a road trip with?

Percy Jackson (he got experience with trips, so I would be fine)

ii • venture into the woods with?

Grover Underwood from PJO (since it’s practical choice)

iii • go on late-night escapades with?

Han Solo (especially in Millenium Falcon, some trill and chill)

iv • cause trouble and get away with it with?

Andrew Minyard (i mean he got away with Tilda, so it won’t be hard)

v • share a mixtape under the stars with?

Henry Denton (to give him something nice to cheer him at least a bit up)

vi • FIGHT TO THE DEATH

Severus Snape (since idk man, I don’t like him much)

vii • give up your entire mortal existence for?

Neil Josten (*looking at my url)

viii• go on a heist with and succeed?

Kaz Brekker (I mean it’s Kaz, so obvious choice)

ix • be in a gang with?

The Foxes from AFTG (since they are like family)

x • have a dorky handshake with?

Jake Peralta (and as I suspect Charles would join or be mad at Jake that he is doing it with me)

xi • bring home to the family?

Hyoudou Kiyoharu (he seemed quite polite in Tatara house, so? why not?)

xii • bake with?

Eric Bittle (how couldn’t I choose this talented baker?)

xiii• fall in love with? (platonic/romantic/sexual, depending on your sexuality)

Sebastiano Foscari from Zeitenzauber (another shotout to @nathanprescottz) if you ever need a book rec and like time travel, this series would be cool to read (and it’s hard for rec to anybody since it’s like only in german and polish and not english)

xiv• sit on a roof at 2am in peaceful company with?

Anna Berg from Zeitenzauber

xv • bring into a different book and explore with?

Eleven from Stranger Things

i tag @shiroganesm @avgustflynn @protostxr @choutarouootori @zeniks @julesblackkthorn (if you want to, and if not, just ignore it)

#answered #nathanprescottz #ty!#again sorry it's late

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howshouldiknowboutlife · 7 years ago

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Tagged! I’m It!

@arcs-and-blah Tagged me a while ago and i finally remembered to respond!

Name - Elyssa

Gender - Girl

Sign - Taurus

put your itunes on shuffle and name the first five songs that come on

- Radiation by The Epoxies

- The Big U by The Blow

- Horrorbeach Pt. II by HorrorPops

- Well Being by Sleep Music Lullabies

- Resolution by Thievery Corporation

Well damn, if that isn’t just a fairly accurate summary of many of my music likes...

grab the nearest book and turn to page 23. what’s line 17?

Currently staying at a family friend’s house to dogsit so none of the books here are mine... I’ll turn to the last fanfic I read and give line seventeen from that.

From “Something Like a Star” by realisticallycynical; Chapter 6, sentence 17:

“I dont train ticking time bombs, I train heroes.”

-- spoken by Aizawa to Izuku.

ever had a song or poem written about you?

No, but I had a friend make me a mixtape of their favorite songs for my birthday once.

when was the last time you played air guitar?

Uhhhh.... not sure, but im pretty sure it was recently, and I was probably rocking out to myself in the mirror lol.

who is your celebrity crush?

Meh, I dont care about celebrities enough to remember their names, much less get crushes on them.

what’s a sound you hate?

uh, sirens/alarms I guess? I dont like how my heart rate jumps up in habit when i hear them.

do you believe in ghosts? or aliens?

I 100% believe in aliens (because the universe is just way too damn big. Law of probability man, Earth can’t be the only one...), but I am unsure about ghosts; I know that sometimes things go bump in the night that we can’t explain, but a soul physically manifesting and tying itself to people and places, just seems a little too questionable to me idk.

what is the last book that you read?

Oh goodness, probly some fanfiction, but the last "official” book was, according to my kindle, apparently: The Adventures of Charls, the Veretian Cloth Merchant: A Captive Prince Short Story (Captive Prince Short Stories Book 3) by C. S. Pacat

do you like the smell of petrol?

Eew, no. The smell of gasoline almost gives me a headache.

what was the last movie that you saw?

Uh, I saw Guardians of the Galaxy 2 at home the other week, but in theaters it was probably, oh god, I have no clue. The last thing I went out of the house to go see was a John Mulaney performance.

what’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

The pedal broke off my bike when I was in 7th grade, on my way to school. I fell, my chin hit the sidewalk hard and my bottom teeth scraped off half of one of my top teeth. Now I have a fake front tooth that is all but indistinguishable from the others :]

do you have any obsessions right now?

I found someone who shares my rare pair (!!!), and we talk almost every day and create new aus for the pairing. Those aus are what fill my brain usually. Im also slowly trying to work my way through My Brother, My Brother, and Me (MBMBaM) podcast.

do you tend to hold a grudge against anyone whose done you wrong?

I dont think I hold a grudge, but I always remember. If you borrowed my crochet hook and then your dog chewed the important part and you said you would replace it but never did, and I never called you out on it, then you can bet your ass the next time someone fucks my stuff up imma be petty about it until it gets replaced. (Me, projecting, what?! No WAy!) But I wont bring it up again with the first person bc it was in the past and most likely they dont remember anyways so no need to be bothering them with all that.

in a relationship?

Nah. Maybe someday, but I’m notoriously bad at meeting new ppl and am fairly content being single atm, so... yeah. It’s just me over here lol.

#ooh I got tagged!#me #arcs-and-blah

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Modern Day 1

In summer 2016 I was on a very special procrastionation trip: I should actually be writing stuff for The Rise of the Watchdog Arc and doing a gazillion other things, but what did I do instead? Rewritting the first arc of WotQ but only with the story set in 2016. I managed to do rewrite the first four chapters until I scolded myself and went back to do something else.

The story is basically the same as I have only changed some stuff here and there and added new jokes if you can call them that, and, of course, references.

I just thought that you could find this a bit amusing so I decided to upload these four Modern AU chapters. There first one can be found under the cut, the other three will come when I don’t forget it.

Hope you will (somewhat) enjoy them! People who actually read my stuff (if you even exist).

Chapter One: The Countess, Encounter

“Everything you know is a lie. The stories you’ve heard aren’t real, the reports you’ve read are all fake. The truth was hidden behind rows and rows of never-ending lies a long time ago.

“I will now tell you a story ‒ the genuine story.”

INNER LONDON MURDERS ARC

London, England, United Kingdom ‒ January 2016

No matter how hard I tried, I was not able to properly recall the face of the previous Earl of Phantomhive.

When I closed my eyes and tried to remember anything, I could only recall the almighty and triumphal feeling, that I could see everything and everyone, when he had picked me up. I could still feel the wind against my cheeks when he carried me around, and the voices of him and his clients and partners, when he had taken me with him to some event.

But no matter how long I stared at his portrait in the mansion, Simon Phantomhive’s face just didn’t reappear in my memory.

Almost thirteen years had passed since the butlers of Queen Elizabeth II confirmed his death, and told my mother that her beloved husband was no more.

In thirteen years, many things had changed. Not only for me, but for the whole kingdom.

Because, while I had lost my father and my mother her husband, the Queen had lost her Watchdog who looked over the Underworld. In a time with stable laws, jurisdiction, police etc. you probably would not need something like a “Watchdog who kept an eye on the ‘Underworld’ and did the dirty jobs for the Royal family.” Great Britain, however, was a traditional and old-fashioned country ‒ still having and loving their Queen and all –, so, of course, they would not give up so easily on having a faithful Watchdog too. Besides, while the times had changed since the 18th or 19th century, some matters were still being fought in the shadows – and these matters required a Watchdog.

Therefore, after my father’s death, the Underworld had fallen into chaos for the next years ‒ until the position as the Majesty’s Watchdog was finally filled again.

The hall was decorated with colourful, exotic flowers in exquisite and expensive porcelain vases. Men and women in elegant and beautiful dresses walked around the room, filling the hall with laughter and chatter. Butlers carried around fine appetizers and glasses filled with sparkling wine. The huge chandelier, which hung exactly in the middle of the room, filled the whole scenery in golden light.

Even though it was already the twenty-first century, nobles still loved to hold extravagant parties to show off their wealth to other nobles or rich people. Nowadays, being noble or not did not really matter anymore, and still some of the “old” noble families who had managed to keep their titles in the last decades saw themselves as “superior.” It was as annoying as it sounded.

I walked around the hall, exchanging short greetings with people I didn’t know, before he finally approached me.

“Did I just meet Lady Cloudia Phantomhive at a party? Or am I only dreaming?” the man said, bowing in front of her. She, however, didn’t even think about moving a muscle.

Apparently, some people were still stuck in the 1840s. Hell. I would have loved to roll my eyes now. So much ridiculousness was definitely not good for anyone’s health.

The man smiled brightly at her after he had straightened up again.

“You look even lovelier than the last time I’ve had the pleasure to meet you, Mylady.”

Where were the barf bags when you needed them?

“And you look exactly the same than the last time I’ve met you, Lord Parrish,” she said, allowing herself to smile mischievously.

He laughed. “As always, you’re an enrichment for every party, Lady Phantomhive. How is your mother, the Countess of Phantomhive, doing?”

“She’s doing quite well. She still does not feel like attending parties or going out in public though.”

“Even after all those years, the Countess is still heartbroken due to the Earl’s death, as it seems. It’s such a tragedy, Lady Cloudia.”

Lord Ronan Parrish was the reason why I had come to this boring, dull party all the way from my comfortable, quiet and orderly mansion in the countryside.

“Speaking of the last Earl of Phantomhive,” Parrish continued. “How is the current one doing? I’ve heard that around five years ago, the title was finally passed down. However, even if so many years have passed, nobody has ever met the new Earl of Phantomhive.”

My father had been the last Watchdog to Queen Elizabeth II until full eight years later a new Watchdog was finally decorated with the needed titles and arms.

And the family burden which had been passed down along the noble title for generations.

The current “Earl of Phantomhive” was supposedly my very distant cousin of some really, really different and almost forgotten branch of the Phantomhive family to make the whole matter that he was also my “boyfriend and somewhat almost fiancé” ‒ we were expected to marry but were not officially engaged as of now as we were too young – less squicky.

Her smile widened a bit. “He’s doing quite well, Lord. But I’m afraid that the Earl wants to stay in the background for the time being. He has spent his entire life in the background after all ‒ the Phantomhive family branch he descended from, as I hope you know it, got separated from the main family many, many centuries ago and thus never even thought of ever getting a title. Which means that, for the past couple of centuries, his family lived like hermits. And only because his predecessor died before having a male heir, he won’t change his way of living.”

“I still hope that the Earl will eventually appear in public for the first time,” Parrish replied. “But how about me treating you to a dance? The first one will start in the foreseeable future, and it would be an honour to me to be your partner, dear Lady Cloudia.”

Cloudia Phantomhive’s smile became even more mischievous when she spoke. “I would love to.”

***

“You’re a fairly gifted dancer, Lady Cloudia,” Parrish told her after their dance had ended.

“You’re not that bad yourself, Lord. Your footwork is exquisite,” she complimented him.

He laughed. “You’re flattering me, Lady Cloudia.”

I wasn’t lying ‒ I found his footwork was as exquisite as the appetizers given out at this party. Clearly, the man who dared to call himself a cook and prepared these abnormalities should be hanged immediately. I had to speak with the host, Baron Charles Worthington, about this when everything was over.

“Oh, I do not flatter you, Lord Parrish! Trust me, I never would.” Cloudia looked around, searching in vain for an air conditioner she could stand next to. “I admit that I haven’t danced for quite a while now, and I’m totally exhausted and heated up because of that. So, I will get outside to cool myself down now. Want to come with me?”

Parrish bowed in front of her. “With pleasure, Lady Cloudia.”

“I’m sorry, that I dragged you out into the cold with me,” Cloudia said, putting her hands in the pockets of her dark blue Louis Vuitton coat from last year’s autumn and winter collection. It was not a very pretty coat, but, for today, it was quite suitable.

“I have experienced far colder winters than this one, Lady Cloudia, so you do not have to apologise. Also, a nice walk has never killed a man.”

“You’re right, a nice walk has never killed anyone.”

We walked down the streets, and I listened to his boring chatter. He was speaking of his company all the time. But I had to play my role, so I stayed polite, smiled and laughed at the right times, even though I was scowling inside.

Tomorrow you’re back home again, and you can ignore all these strains in a foam bath, I told myself like a mantra to stay sane. Then, you can enjoy the bath and watch the second episode of Shadowhunters you have missed today because of this, and laugh at how messed up the TV series is.

After a while, I stopped walking and only a few seconds later, Parrish stopped too and turned around to face me.

Oh, it was showtime.

“Is anything wrong, Lady Cloudia? Why did you...” His eyes widened. “What’s the matter, Lady Cloudia?”

They were standing in a little, deserted side street when Cloudia wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. “I’m sorry that you have to experience me in such a state, but I’m afraid that I can do nothing against it.”

“Against what? What is wrong?” Parrish slowly walked towards her, one arm reaching out to her.

“Against my grief, Lord Parrish,” Cloudia answered with a sob. “My father used to take me on walks in the dead of night. Our walk reminded me of him, and now I cannot ‒ I cannot – hold back my tears. My father wouldn’t have wanted me, his first and only child, to be such a weakling.”

He had finally reached her and put his hand on one of her shoulders. “That’s no reason to cry, Lady Cloudia! Your father would be proud of you if he knew what a fine, young woman you have beco... ”

Before Parrish could divine anything, Cloudia had already pulled out the dagger, which she always carried with her, in the blink of an eye, and stabbed him with it. His eyes widened in shock, when he looked down the handle sticking out of his chest, and then looked back at Cloudia.

She met his eyes and her face showed clear disgust. “Lord Ronan Parrish, head of the Parrish Company which illegally employs orphans. The company pays few to nothing to the children and lets them work all day under inhuman conditions. It was estimated that around five children die a day in the Parrish Company due to the lack of security and the usage of dangerous, unauthorized machines. Even in the times of Queen Victoria this was a terrible crime ‒ now, in a world in which child labour actually should not exist anymore, it is one even more.”

Parrish’s face became ashen and a thin smile crawled on Cloudia’s lovely, doll-like face. “I’m afraid, you fool of a Lord, but at this point of time, no Earl of Phantomhive exists.” She put her mouth right next to his ear, so, even though his life was slowly leaving his body, he could hear her clearly.

“Thus, I am not the Watchdog’s girlfriend or almost fiancée,” she whispered into his ear.

All the previous Watchdogs had been males. But then my father had died without having a son. And even in a world where people fought more and more for women rights with every day, me succeeding my father had never been welcomed ‒ but what could they have done as I was the only Phantomhive left in the world and there was actually no such thing as a different Phantomhive family branch?

They say that for every rule there were exceptions.

And I was the exception for this one.

“There is no such person as a very distant cousin of mine. I am the daughter of Lady Penelope Phantomhive, born Penelope Houghton, and Earl Simon Phantomhive, the previous Watchdog to the Royal family of the United Kingdom: Cloudia Phantomhive. The sole heir to the name of Phantomhive.”

Cloudia pulled herself away from Parrish, taking the dagger with her. Blood splattered all over his clothes when his wound widened. His hands, by which he had held Cloudia’s shoulders in a tight, mechanical grip a second ago, fell loose to his sides. The next moment, Parrish tumbled down onto the hard road made of cobblestone, painting it crimson red.

Cloudia hauled out a tissue and calmly began to clean the dagger’s blade while Parrish choked on his own blood. When she was done, she wrapped the dagger in a towel and put it back into the pocket of her coat. Parrish lifted himself up a bit from the ground, looking at her with his disgusting face.

“L... Lady Cloudia...,” he said, spatting out blood.

She looked down at him, her large eyes shining darkly in the pale light of the moon. “That’s Cloudia Phantomhive, Countess of Phantomhive for you. Her Majesty the Queen Elizabeth’s Watchdog.”

#cloudia phantomhive #UndertakerxClaudia #claudia phantomhive #undertaker #cedric k. ros #kuroshitsuji #black butler #fanfiction #modern au #modern day

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harryandmeghan0-blog · 6 years ago

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Kate Middleton breaks silence on Meghan Markle feud - NEWS.com.au

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Kate Middleton breaks silence on Meghan Markle feud - NEWS.com.au

KATE Middleton has brushed off rumours of a feud between her and sister-in-law Meghan Markle following speculation that the pair are at war.

Earlier this week The Sun revealed rumours of a rift between the duchesses had started after royal sources claimed Kate, 36, was left in tears following an altercation with Meghan, 37, about Princess Charlotte’s bridesmaid dress.

The “tension” between the “very different” women is thought to be a driving force behind Prince Harry and his wife’s decision to move out of Kensington Palace and into Frogmore Cottage at Windsor Castle.

However, Kate appeared to be nothing but supportive of Meghan when asked about her pregnancy during a public appearance at Leicester University, reports The Sun.

Asked by a fan if she was excited for “Meghan and her new baby”, Kate gushed: “Yes, absolutely.

“It’s such a special time to have all the kiddies … and a cousin for George and Charlotte as well, and Louis. So it will be really special.”

A royal fan shared a video of the exchange on their social media account.

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge were in Leicester to pay tribute to the five people who died in a helicopter crash last month, including Leicester City football boss Vichai Srivaddhanaprabha.

During the meet-and-greet, the Duchess of Cambridge added that the scarcely-seen Prince Louis — her third child with Prince William — is getting very “big”.

“I can’t believe he’s seven months now, he’s a big boy!” she told members of the public.

Kate also spilt the beans on her kids’ sweet nickname for their father, Prince William, while chatting with local woman Fiona Sturgess.

“Kate said that William was playing football with the children last night and one of them said, I think it was George, ‘Are you playing football tomorrow, Pops?’” Fiona told People magazine. “She said ‘no!’”

Just last month it was revealed Prince George and Princess Charlotte’s nickname for their grandfather, Prince Charles, is “Grandpa Wales”.

He added that Queen Elizabeth II used to call her own grandfather, King George V, “Grandpa England”.

This story was originally published in the Sun and is reprinted with permission.

Source: https://www.news.com.au/entertainment/celebrity-life/royals/kate-middleton-brushes-off-feud-rumours-when-asked-about-meghan-markles-pregnancy/news-story/8c4df0d1701af0f74aa4e1ea33830497

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capjuby · 7 years ago

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Chère Maman (4) || Wanda Coleman

quand sommes-nous devenues amies ? c��est arrivé si graduellement que je n’ai rien remarqué peut-être avais-je d’abord à déguerpir mordre un bon gros morceau du monde blanc-blanc et m’y étouffer peut-être c’était ce qui doit arriver à certains jeunes arrogant,es si tout ça est arrivé

et maintenant la pensée nue, irrévocable d’être ici sans toi m’ébranle

au-delà de l’amour, de la peur, des regrets ou de la colère dans ce royaume où vont les enfants qui veulent prendre soin/protéger leurs parents comme s’ils le pouvaient parfois les plus chanceu,ses y parviennent

dans le royaume où faire que chaque moment soit important riant comme si le rire tenait en échec la mort chaque mot donné reçu comme une pièce de huit

un trésor à enterrer avec contre ce jour d’ombre quand ça sera la seule pièce que je possèderai qui pourra acheter la paix de l’esprit

when did we become friends? it happened so gradual i didn’t notice maybe i had to get my run out first take a big bite of the honky world and choke on it maybe that’s what has to happen with some uppity youngsters if it happens at all

and now the thought stark and irrevocable of being here without you shakes me

beyond love, fear, regret or anger into that realm children go who want to care for/protect their parents as if they could and sometimes the lucky ones do

into the realm of making every moment important laughing as though laughter wards off death each word given received like spanish eight

treasure to bury within against that shadow day when it will be the only coin i possess with which to buy peace of mind

Poet and writer Wanda Coleman was a blatantly humanist artist who won much critical acclaim for her unusually prescient and often innovative work, but who struggled to make a living from her craft. In discussing “my life in poetry,” More magazine, April 2005, Camille Paglia said of Coleman: “She’s not as central as she should be. Her language jumps off the page.” With twelve books of collected writings published by the small Black Sparrow Press by 2001, as well as numerous other publications, she has created a body of work that is first of all focused on racism and that, secondly, ponders the "outcast" status of living below the poverty line in California, specifically her birthplace Los Angeles, and the southwestern United States. Anger, unhappiness, hate, and violence are often intrinsic to the themes of her stories and poems. Her subjects are often controversial and her tone unapologetic. In his 1999 assessment, Alistair Paterson, Editor of Poetry New Zealand declared: “Coleman’s poetry, politically aware, darkly humorous, sensual and iconoclastic, presents a remarkable talent developed throughout a difficult life. . . . It’s the kind of poetry other writers can use as a yardstick for measuring their work—it sets a standard and demonstrates what a beautiful, adaptable, usable language colloquial English is.” Writing in Black American Literature Forum, Tony Magistrale summarized, "Coleman frequently writes to illuminate the lives of the underclass and the disenfranchised, the invisible men and women who populate America's downtown streets after dark, the asylums and waystations, the inner city hospitals and clinics. . . . Wanda Coleman, like Gwendolyn Brooks before her, has much to tell us about what it is like to be a poor black woman in America." Praise has also come from reviewers in a number of prominent magazines. Stephen Kessler wrote in Bachy that Coleman "shows us scary and exciting realms of ourselves," and Holly Prado noted in the Los Angeles Timesthat Coleman's "heated and economical language and head-on sensibility take her work beyond brutality to fierce dignity." Tamar Lehrich wrote in the Nation: "Wanda Coleman consistently confronts her readers with images, ideas and language that threaten to offend or at least to excite." Lehrich concluded that "Wanda Coleman's poetry and prose have been inspired by her frustration and anger at her position as a black woman and by her desire to translate those feelings into action." Encouraged to read by her parents, Coleman loved books, began writing poetry as a child of 5, and published her first poems in a local newspaper at age 13. However, she never enjoyed the public schools she attended in the 1950s and 1960s, and considered them "dehumanizing," according to Kathleen K. O'Mara in American Short-Story Writers Since World War II. Coleman attended several colleges, has never earned a degree, but often conducted workshops and teaches at university level. Married and the mother of two children by age 20, she worked many different kinds of jobs during the 1970s and 1980s. While working days, at night and on weekends she developed her craft by attending various writing workshops in and around Los Angeles, some springing up in the aftermath of the Watts Riots (August 1965) and encouraging what has become known as “at risk youth”; they included playwright Frank Greenwood’s Saturday workshop, novelist Budd Schulberg’s Watts Writers Workshop, Studio Watts, and Beyond Baroque. By 1969 she had divorced her first husband and planned to become a professional writer, but was forced to turn her energies to more pragmatic concerns. She supported her family by waiting tables and typing, among other jobs. In part, the difficulty of finding time to write while working led Coleman to concentrate on writing poems. Many of her poems have been translated into Spanish, French, German and Hungarian. A German translation of her short stories was published in 1991. The writer published her first short story "Watching the Sunset" in Negro Digest/Black World in 1970. During the 1970s Coleman experimented in theater, dance, television, and journalism. She won an Emmy for her work as a writer for the television soap opera Days of Our Lives during 1975-76, but Coleman's passion for non-commercial writing was undiminished. Her interest in poetry was deepened by the opportunity to make dramatic public performances. As she participated in the Los Angeles poetry scene, Coleman was influenced by poets Henri Coulette, Diane Wakoski, John Thomas, Clayton Eshleman, and Charles Bukowski, and mentored by Black Sparrow Press publisher "Papa" John Martin. Her first poetry manuscript was published as the chapbook Art in the Court of the Blue Fag in 1977. Within a few years, Coleman's work gained her attention from outside of the local literary circle. Mad Dog Black Lady (1979) and Imagoes (1983) earned her a National Endowment for the Arts grant (1981-82) and a Guggenheim Fellowship for Poetry (1984). In 1987 the author published her first collection to include short stories as well as poetry, Heavy Daughter Blues. An all-fiction volume published the next year, A War of Eyes and Other Stories (1988), strengthened a surge of critical attention and praise focused on Coleman during the 1980s. Her first novel, Mambo Hips and Make Believe, described as “ambitious,” appeared in 1999. Jazz and Twelve O’Clock Tales, a second volume of Coleman’s short stories, was published in 2008 by Black Sparrow Books, the new imprint of David R. Godine, Publisher, Inc. following the retirement of Martin’s Black Sparrow Press in 2002. University of Pittsburgh Press continues to publish her poetry, and a new volume, Ostinato Vamps, appeared in 2003. The collection of autobiographical stories and prose poems titled African Sleeping Sickness came out in 1990, including "Where the Sun Don't Shine" which won the 1990 Harriette Simpson Arnow Prize for fiction. Following this publication, O'Mara summarized, "What little negative criticism she has drawn has focused on her fragmentary vignettes as sketches that leave the reader wanting more, or her violence-laden plots as sometimes too predictable. Her finest skill is making human pain poetically concrete and devising dialogue that allows the reader under the skin of 'the other.'" Native in a Strange Land, a 1996 book of essays and articles offered readers a selection of non-fiction by Coleman including a 70s interview of reggae giant Bob Marley; her writings first published over a thirty-year span were modified for republication. Like Coleman's fiction, they were mostly based on her observations and personal experiences. Publishers Weekly explained "She gives us L.A. as a microcosm of what America is today and where it is heading. The picture is not always hopeful." The review also noted the author's "wry sense of humor" and called some of her ideas "Swiftian" for their gruesomely humorous bent. The book was described by Janice E. Braun in Library Journalas a "nonlinear memoir"; Braun concluded "Whether one identifies with Coleman or objects to her views, the writing is positively outstanding." The 1998 poetry collection Bathwater Wine, which received the 1999 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize, returned Coleman's readers to a more familiar form. It was described by Publishers Weekly as "an encyclopedic, moment-by-moment accounting of left coast rage, witness and transcendence. . . ." Her collection Mercurochrome was a bronze-medal finalist in poetry for the 2001 National Book Awards. She has also received awards from the California Arts Council (fiction, 1982; poetry, 2002), a proclamation from the city of Los Angeles, and received its first literary award from the Department of Cultural Affairs (C.O.L.A.), 2003-2004. She was a nominee for California state poet laureate, and was considered the unofficial poet laureate of L.A. "As a poet," she once told Contemporary Authors, "I have gained a reputation, locally, as an electrifying performer/reader, and have appeared at local rock clubs, reading the same poetry that has taken me into classrooms and community centers for over five hundred public readings since 1973." Coleman added: "Words seem inadequate in expressing the anger and outrage I feel at the persistent racism that permeates every aspect of black American life. Since words are what I am best at, I concern myself with this as an urban actuality as best I can." After some forty years of writing Wanda Coleman remains devoted to the themes of racism and female experience and to Los Angeles. The city has been a vital part of her writings and an important outlet for her poetry readings, typically classified as “take-no-prisoners” performances (San Francisco Examiner, February 1986) that “bring you into her world” (LA Weekly, April 1984). Coleman has shared the stage with such legends as The Hollywood Ten, Allen Ginsberg, Timothy Leary, Gary Snyder, and Alice Coltrane. In the 80s, L.A.’s music underground welcomed Coleman as she appeared with Henry Rollins, Lydia Lunch, and Exene Cervenka with whom she recorded Twin Sisters. Her other creative interests not only included music, but the visual arts and a passion for theatre and public speaking. Coleman has acknowledged these diverse influences on her presentation style, including dancer-mentor Anna Halprin (Ceremony of Us), Julian Beck and Judith Malina (The Living Theatre), Antonin Artaud (The Theatre and Its Double), and Jerzy Grotowski (Towards a Theatre of the Poor). Frequently invited to perform in prisons (San Quentin, Berlin’s Moabit Detention Centre, Albion), as well as on campuses (Columbia, Duke, Spellman, Oberlin), in rock clubs (Detroit’s Metro, The Nuyorican Café, Wolfgang’s, The Whiskey), and at institutions across the United States (Folger Shakespeare Library, Manhattan Theatre Club, the Smithsonian) and overseas (Amsterdam, Paris, Stockhölm, Sydney), Coleman summarized her complex love-hate relationship with her birthplace by stating that when she visited other places, she “finds Los Angeles has been there before I arrive.”

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/wanda-coleman

#Dear Mama (4)#wanda coleman #chère maman #poem a day #poemaday #poem-a-day #us poetry #poetry foundation #poésie américaine #poetry #poésie

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