#elegant erika

[canonlgbtq]

Elegant Erika from Campfire Cat Cafe is asexual!

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Elegant Erika from Campfire Cat Cafe is asexual!

[otome-corner-cafe]

Yes. Thank you for stating the obvious, Kaoru.

Also, you make it sound like a bad thing that they’re inhuman???

But like… that’s the point? Why else would I want to date them? 😤

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Lukola fanfiction from Luke's POV- Luke and Nicola are filming the carriage scene but both of them secretly like each other - and both of them are unavailable.

(Excerpt taken from my fanfiction 'Curtain Fall')

5th November 2022 – London (UK)

It was a surreal experience to be on a soundstage, even though he had been on dozens of them by this point in his career.

The Bridgerton production did soundstages like nowhere else.  Everything was huge, and everything was opulent.  He stood in front of a dark blue, four-wheeled carriage.  It was elegant with an exterior adorned with intricate gold-leaf patterns and lacquered wood that contrasted sharply with its’ gleaming brass fittings.  It stood looking rather out of place in front of a giant green screen, in the middle of the chasmic space that was Soundstage 12. 

He was dressed in the finest formalwear that the Regency Period had to offer, and he was covered in what he approximated to be about twelve layers of make-up and two entire cans of hairspray. 

He usually felt a mixture of nerves and excitement before filming a scene as crucial as the one they were about to film.  Today, he was just plain nervous.

He was hardly able to take note of the other people on the soundstage.  At one far end, there were several chairs and tables surrounded by a small group of the hair and make-up team.  At another end, there were a handful of crew members working with cables, rigging and lighting fixtures.  Usually, he would be approaching them all, making small talk, trying to ease his own racing mind but he felt too unsettled to make conversation.

He knew that the way he was feeling was not just about the nature of the scene they were about to film.  It was about her.  She stood several feet away from him with Erika and John adding touches to her make-up and clothes.  She was resplendent in a shimmering baby blue gown that was cinched in a way that flattered both her waist and her ample breasts. 

Breasts he would have to touch again. 

All he wanted to do was to touch her again.

He felt nauseous.

At the same time, he knew that was the very last thing he should do.

He sensed there was something different in her since that night in his trailer too.  She appeared to keep more of a distance, the bantering dialogue they usually had was reduced to a few quips.  He could not be sure, but he felt some sort of frustration emanating from her.  As if she wanted to say something but could not.  He could also be imagining it. He did a lot of that recently.  Imagining conversations with her.  Imagining being with her.  He then got angry at himself.  Then he felt the inevitable anxiety that always came when he realised that he was having strong feelings for the woman he would now have to act like he was having strong feelings for. 

His fathers’ advice echoed in his mind: Keep the work as work, and don’t neglect your real life.  How could he do that when the real life was becoming his work, and the work was becoming his real life? 

Six burly-looking men of various ages approached the carriage.  Andrew trailed behind them, a headset wrapped around his neck and clipboard in hand.  Andrew, their director, was a slight man in his earlier forties with a refined yet approachable air about him.  He gestured for both Luke and Nicola to come towards him.

“Guys, guys… you both look incredible.” Andrew’s eyes beamed with enthusiasm. “Wow!”

In that moment, Luke felt thankful that it was Andrew who was going to be taking them through these scenes.  There was nothing like having a director that not only led you through your scenes, but also lifted you up and empowered you throughout the process. 

“Right, so the way we’ll do this is – the camera will be in the carriage with you guys, we’ll be back over here with the monitors to give that added illusion of intimacy in there.” Andrew explained, pointing to the monitor setup a few feet away.

“And these lovely men…” Andrew motioned to the guys standing by the carriage. “They will be our carriage hydraulics!  We can’t have the carriage attached to real horses for a scene like this, so this was Netflix’s next best offer.”

“Well, we’ll try not to make it too long of a shoot day for you guys.” Luke found himself saying with a nervous chuckle. 

“Right, so we’ll get you guys up into position…” Andrew nodded towards the carriage. 

Luke felt the instinct to go to Nicola, to take her by the hand and guide her up onto the carriage, but one of the carriage men beat him to it.

They stepped into the luxurious interior and seated themselves opposite one another as the script requested.  Andrew looked in through the window at them.

“So, we’ll be on the monitors and the camera will follow you from there…” He motioned to the other side of the carriage, where a camera was positioned, looking in at them through the window.

Luke watched Nicola orient herself, taking note of the cues Andrew was outlining.  He was taken aback by how intimate it all felt now that he was inside the carriage.  It was just going to be them and one camera.  

“That looking good to you, Luke?” Andrew interrupted his thoughts.  Luke was not sure he had taken everything in, but he felt compelled to nod. 

“Alright, so we’ve got this mixture of anger and hurt – but there is a tension running underneath it all.”  Andrew’s eyes lit up again. “It’s the tension of longing.  And that tension finally breaks to give us – the carriage scene!”

“Let’s do this!” Nicola high-fived Andrew, matching his excitement.

He could not ignore how she lit up when she smiled.  He thought about how it did not help that she was made up to resemble an actual Goddess on earth.

“Alright, great! On my cue, guys.” Andrew pulled the headset over his head and moved away from them.  They heard his echoing footsteps recede as the entire soundstage became eerily silent.  The lighting around them dimmed.  Suddenly, the carriage started to move in an undulating way. 

Luke’s eyes met Nicola’s and for a second, they both stifled a giggle at the ridiculousness of it all. 

They heard Andrew’s shout: “ACTION!”

Then their masks came down.

Nicola vanished, and the misty-eyed Penelope sat before him, a look of anger etched on her face.

He fixed her with a stoic look as he spoke: “You cannot marry that man. He will leave you, and he is too particular.”

He watched her watching him, her face getting angrier.

“And he is – he is just not right for you, Pen.” He continued, part-insisting, part-pleading.

She shook her head furiously at him. “He did not propose.”

He stared at her, stunned. 

“In fact, he rejected me because of you.” She practically spat the words out.  “Because the scene you caused led him to believe you have feelings for me.  An idea so preposterous, I do not know what to do besides laugh.”

There were times when she was acting that he found himself lost in what she was doing.  The way she conveyed emotions with so much power and grace.  He watched her with awe.

She continued, through gritted teeth: “Now, will you please leave me alone and let us ride home in silence?”

His heart was racing and there were tears in his eyes as he leaned forward.

“I cannot.” His tone was defiant.

“Please!” She snapped at him, near tears herself.

“I cannot!” He found himself snapping back, a hot, angry tear rolling down his cheek.  He could no longer tell if they were acting tears, or tears of real frustration. 

“Because…” He swallowed, as if mustering up his courage. “What if I did have feelings for you?”

He felt the nausea again. He wanted to remind himself that this was acting, that he should not be having such a visceral reaction to those words but at the same time, he knew it was helping his performance. 

“What?” She blinked at him, still frowning.

He moved so that he was closer to her and then knelt before her.  He was aware he was shaking.  His breath was laboured.

“I have spent so long trying to feel less, trying to be the kind of man society expects me to be.”  He reached forward for her hands, his nerves increasing as he was aware she was surely able to feel the sweat on his palms and feel how much he was shaking.  He found himself squeezing her hands tightly, as if to anchor himself.

“And for a moment, I thought I had succeeded.” He continued. “But these past few weeks have been full of confounding feelings.”

Where did Colin end and he begin?  He thought to himself.  He felt himself getting choked up.  He felt the weeks of frustration and conflicting emotions rising inside him. 

“Feelings like a total inability to stop thinking about you. About that kiss.”

She reacted to his words with a small gasp.

“Feelings like dreaming of you when I’m asleep.  And in fact, preferring sleep because that is where I might find you.  A feeling that is like torture.”

Speaking these words felt terrifying, electrifying and cathartic all at once. Another tear rolled down his cheek.

“One which I cannot… do not… and will not give up.” He spoke emphatically.

“Please. Do not say things you do not mean.” She shook her head at him, disbelieving.

“But I do mean it.  It is everything I have wanted to say to you… for weeks.”

An expression of confusion and pain appeared on her face.

“But… Colin, we are friends.”

Even though the rejection was merely playacting, it still stung.

“Yes, but we…” He spoke with hurt in his voice.  He wanted to say more but swallowed back his words and recomposed himself. He moved back to his seat. “Forgive me. I do not know what I was thinking.”

“But I’d very much like to be more than friends.” 

He stared at her with a mixture of amazement and desire.

“So much more.” She added, a look of longing in her eyes.

He moved closer to her, and for a moment, their faces met, and they took each other in, both breathing heavily.  All he wanted to do was to kiss her, but he was also terrified of what that would do to him.  Then, their mouths met in a passionate kiss.

He found his mind and body travel back… back to the inside of his trailer… back with his hands all over her.  Her mouth and body responded to his with a willingness and desire equal to his own.

He felt the stickiness of her lipstick smearing around the corners of his mouth, her hands in his hair – neither of them having any thought for their hair or make-up.

And then suddenly, he heard it as she did because they found themselves springing away from one another at the same time.

“CUUUUUUUUUUUT!”

A bright light exploded in their faces as the spotlight above them came back to life.  Andrew and Liam, the cinematographer, were stood by the window next to the camera.  Andrew surveyed their messy faces and hair with wide eyes.

“Woah, you guys were really into that.”

Luke instinctively wiped at his lips with the back of his hand as Nicola smoothed out the front of her dress.

“We’ve been yelling cut for over a minute while you did the kiss – we even timed it!” He laughed.

“Don’t say we don’t give you one hundred and ten percent.” Nicola joked.  Despite her humour, Luke sensed that she seemed unsettled.

“That’s for sure!” Andrew agreed. “Alright, let’s get hair and make-up in here and then we can get the next angle.”

Andrew and Liam moved away from the carriage.  Luke could hear the rest of the crew outside the carriage also dispersing as the normal noises of set life resumed. 

He watched Nicola as she touched gently at her own hair, assessing it for damage.

“You look beautiful.” He found himself saying out loud.

She stared him with a look he did not recognise.  She did not reply.

Quick little authors note: I watched the many interviews Nicola and Luke gave about the carriage scene, about how intense it was, and about how in one instance, they were so caught up filming that they did not hear ‘cut’ being called by the director. It inspired me to write a short story where Nicola and Luke really like each other, but don't know how the other feels, and have to hide it on set. In my mind, that was the only logical reason that this scene was so intense for them. It couldn’t possibly be that they are just such great actors ;) Anyway, that short chapter became the fanfiction I'm STILL writing about these two! So I hope you enjoyed what was actually the very first chapter of this story that I ever wrote -I built the rest of the story around it!

[thedisneybarbie]

The princess and the pauper turned 20 this year! 👸🏼👩🏽🐱🩷💙 I remember when this movie first came out, it was the third Barbie movie I saw and the last Barbie movie of my childhood. I got the VHS and remember watching it with my friend in my bedroom on my old bunk bed, then she got the two singing dolls plus Erika’s wedding fashion set and we spent so many hours just playing with them ❤️ She let me have Erika’s little Wolfie figure and wedding dress which I REALLY wish I’d kept! But I stupidly got rid of all my childhood dolls when I thought it was time to “grow up” (a very stupid, unauthentic time for me) This will forever be one of my favourite Barbie movies and I will always love it so much! The soundtrack especially is the best soundtrack out of all the Barbie movies and Preminger has to be my favourite villain to this day he still cracks me up 😂 I’ve always wished I could be Anneliese, she’s so beautiful, elegant, smart and her dress has to be favourite 🩷 And of course just like all the classic Barbie princess and heroines she’s not afraid to stand up for herself and get stuck into fighting for herself and what’s right. Happy 20th anniversary princess and the pauper, I’m sure I’ll still be obsessing over you in the next 20 years!

[missmyloko]

What's That Thing? Part 29

On The Fourth Day of Fun I present... an ask! Like many of the good asks I tend to hold onto them for times like this as they make for wonderful features ^^ Anonymous asked: "What were your favorite misedashi/sakkō/erikae ensembles this year?" This is such a hard one to answer too as there were so many good ones! My favorite misedashi ensemble goes to Hinaho (雛帆) of Sakaemasa (栄政) in Gion Higashi. Since they don't have misedashi often we don't get to see their outfits much, so I liked seeing their very elegant lucky treasures/karabana and trellis combo!

Image courtesy of the Gion Higashi Kabukai. My favorite sakkō outfit goes to Koaki (小晶) of Kaden (花傳) in Miyagawa Cho. This one was a no doubter and is just unmatched in how elegant and bold it is. Kaden's unique tradition of having their maiko wear iromontsuki for a few days is nice in and of itself, but it's the iromontsuki that steals the show! It's a beautiful wine red color with a family of cranes holding pine needles. It truly sets the tone for the upcoming erikae and is an unforgettable kimono!

Image courtesy of Kaden. Lastly, my favorite erikae of the year goes to Hidemai (秀眞衣) of Masamiya (雅美家) in Pontocho. It's so great to see girls from new okiya succeeding, and for Hidemai being Masamiya's first erikae in a brand new outfit with pine and waves is an auspicious start indeed!

Taken by a friend who wishes to remain anonymous.

[drakvuf]

Házasodna a gazda VII/10: Fain férfiak

Máté gazda hatalmas meglepetéssel készül estére: pingpongozni fognak.

Milla azt mondja jó lesz ez, mert már elege van a negatív meglepikből. Célozva ezzel Henire.

A gazda megkérdezi az új csajt mit szól ehhez, de ő nem szól semmit. A szövetségesek feje, Betti, arról faggatja a kárpátaljai lányt, hogy még mindig nyomasztja-e, amiért gecik vele? Heni lerázza annyival, hogy nem barátnősködni jött ide, szóval baszik rájuk.

Laza adok-kapok alakul ki a kocsiban, de Máté közbelép és megkéri a csajokat, hogy előtte ne tolják már ezt, mert elbasszák a vibe-ot. Azzal zárja le a veszekedést, hogy ha nem viselkednek hazamennek.

A vadászházba érve a gazda bedobja, hogy próbálják ki a jakuzzit és igyanak egy kis bort.

Milla a kamerának elárulja, hogy jó félmeztelenül látnia a gazdát: masszív. Azt mondja jobban szereti a dagadt faszikat, mert jobb hozzájuk bújni, mint az izmosakhoz. Amikor észreveszik a csajok, hogy eggyel több pohár van egyből befeszülnek, de Máté megnyugtat mindenkit, hogy nem egy új lány jön, hanem a haverja, Isti.

A faszi félrehívja Henit biliárdozni. Kihasználva az alkalmat a gazda megkérdezi a lányokat, mit szólnak a balhéhoz, ami a kocsiban volt.

Betti azt hazudja, hogy megpróbált nyitni Heni felé, de ő nem volt rá nyitott. A gazda azt mondja örülne, ha rendeződne a szitu, mert a szar hangulat elbassza az ő kedvét is.

Kiszállnak a vízből és a gazda kicsit rosszul lesz, mert eszébe jutott, hogy a lányok megbeszélhetik egymás közt a randikat és kiderülnek a huncutságai. Szerencséjére a csajok nem beszélnek meg mindent és nem kell tovább színlelnie a rosszullétet.

Közben az új lány Istivel pöcögtet. A fiú a tegnapi randijáról érdeklődik. Minden fasza volt.

Miután elmúlt a veszély a gazda félrehívja Millát egy kis társalgásra. El tudnád képzelni velem a jövődet? Persze. Ezt meg is beszélték, ezért visszaindulnak a többiekhez. A srác megpróbálja lekapni a csajt, de az visszautasítja. Azt mondja, hogy itt még sokáig nem lesz semmi. Nekünk elmondja, hogy 3-5 randi is lesz, mire idáig eljutnak és ez nála ilyen manipulációs taktika.

Pingpongozni kezdenek: a tét egy randi. A győztes szervezi, szóval Milla szándékosan veszít. Bent még biliárdoznak a fiatalok. Máté Henit is félrehívja egy kis csacsogásra.

A fiú neki is felhozza a mai konfliktust. Az új lány azt mondja, hogy már nem tudta tovább elviselni a nyomást, amit a szövetségesek helyeztek rá és kibukott belőle. Máté átérzi a helyzetet, mert látta, hogy néztek rá a lányok amikor idehozta, de szerinte nem kéne nyíltan beléjük állnia. A kárpátaljai lányban most tudatosult, hogy Máté lefeküdt volna az oroszoknak.

József gazdánál megjelenik egy igazi sztár. Kiváló példány.

A férfi összecsődíti a kérőit és bejelenti, hogy ma dolgozni fognak. Megkéri a hölgyeket, hogy vegyenek fel fürdőrucit is, mert utána pancsolnak egyet.

Erika befeszül a munka gondolatától és megkérdezi, hogy mit kell csinálniuk. A gazdának nem esik le, hogy egy feketeöves munkakerülővel van dolga és azt mondja értékeli, hogy már azon jár az agya mit fognak csinálni. Amúgy gazolni mennek a fóliába.

Az úton Józsi szeretné jobban megismerni a nőket ezért megkérdezi kinek van jogsija. Diuskán kívül mindenkinek, de ő is szeretne, sőt, szerinte 40 évesen most van a legjobb korban, hogy letegye. Aztán megkérdezi, hogy ki tud úszni? Diuskán kívül mindenki.

Megérkeznek a gazda birtokára és Erika megjegyzi a kamerának, hogy a videón nagyobbnak tűnt. Hát még ha rájön, hogy nem is működik... A gazda elmeséli nekünk, hogy nagyon meleg szokott lenni a szitu a fóliában és kíváncsi bírják-e a hölgyek az arrakisi hőséget.

Megmutatja nekik mi a gaz, de Brigi és Diuska ennek ellenére sem találja azokat. Erika munkát színlelve hátramarad, de túltolja és magára vonja a gazda figyelmét. Kiderül, hogy a nő nem ismeri a szamóca életszakaszait és nem tudja, hogy a bogyó a virágból lesz. Felbecsülhetetlen károkat okozott azzal, hogy a szamócát is kitépkedte.

Mindenesetre az érett gyümölcsöt felismeri és szorgosan legeli is, de a gazda nem bánja, bár figyelmezteti, hogy le van permetezve és fosás lesz a vége. Mivel azonban Erika a saját főztjével már megerősítette a gyomrát nem fél pár szem szamócától. Ebbe minden belemegy - mondja nevetve Józsi.

Ezután a gazda pancsolni szeretne, de Diuska és Brigi nem akarnak a poshadt vízben dagonyázni. Erika viszont simán beugrik. Azt mondja van rajta fürdőruha, mert nem indiai, hogy ruhában belemenjen a vízbe. Érdekes gondolatok.

Diuska megjegyzi a kamerának, hogy kibukik mindenki jelleme lassan. Erika nagyon nyomulós, de ő nem adja magát könnyen. Aztán hörpintgetik Brigivel a copiumot. A nő azt mondja társának, hogy mindenki abban fejezi ki magát, amiben a legjobb.

Diuska meg is jegyzi, hogy ő a kereskedésben nagyon jó, mivel bolti eladó. Múltkor is 25 deka párizsit kért az egyik vevő, de ő rásózott 27-et. Meg táncban is jó, de azt csak a diszkóban tolja.

A pancsolás után Józsi bekeni napolajjal a hölgyeket. Különös figyelmet fordít Erika hasára és seggére. A kamerának elmondja, hogy ő nagyon alapos ember.

Miután végzett a nő is bekenegeti a gazda kiéhezett testét.

Este leülnek kicsit beszélgetni. Józsi arról érdeklődik, hogy tetszett nekik a mai nap. Jó volt. A férfi közli a nőkkel, hogy mindenkivel szeretne tölteni egy kis időt, de figyelmezteti őket, hogy ez nem játék: arról kell döntenie kivel köti össze az életét.

Elsőként Diust fogja zaklatni. Azt mondja, hogy a kiválasztott hölgynek is kell majd valamilyen programmal készülnie és az ebédről is neki kell gondoskodnia.

Ezután egyenként a szállásukra kíséri a hölgyeket. Erika elmondja a kamerának az eddigi évad legerősebb mondatát:

A Józsi fain férfi nekem, mert én azt látom benne, hogy ő talpig férfi.

Utolsóként Diuskát kíséri a szobájába Józsi. A nő megjegyzi a férfinek, hogy ő nagyon huncut, amitől teljesen beindul a gazda.

Miután elhagyta a szobáját a vén kujon, talál egy cetlit a bolti eladó. Egy telefonszám van rajta. Diuska azt mondja nekünk, nem tudja megmagyarázni miért, de szerinte ez a gazda száma lehet.

Vivien gazdánál Dani közli a rossz hírt a többiekkel: marad. Roland azt mondja neki, hogy akkor kicsit vegyen visszább az arcából és félrehívja beszélgetni.

Bár Dani többször kérte, hogy ne tegye, Roland ennek ellenére folyamatosan fogdossa, mintha egy katolikus pap lenne, a másik férfi meg egy kisfiú. Roli kurva kellemetlenül próbál dominánsan viselkedni, de amikor Dani nem enged a faszságainak sértetten elvonul.

Sanyi a focibíró figyelmezteti a katolikus papot, hogy óvatosan öljék egymást, mert jönnek a piros lapok.

Krisztián gazda húga, Petra, meglátogatja a férfi kérőit. A nő táncoktató és azért jött, hogy megmozgassa kicsit a csajokat. Beszélgetnek Petrával, aki szorgosan csepegteti az infókat a bátyjáról. Például, hogy volt egy antiszoc időszaka a múltban.

Megtanít nekik egy koreográfiát, hogy teljen a műsoridő. Petra elmondja, hogy Krisztián sosem táncol, de a fia jár a táborába.

Panni közben előad egy monológot a kamerának, hogy a személyiségét mindig ahhoz igazítja, akinek éppen meg akar felelni és néha túltolja. Meg is szokta bánni, hogy így viselkedik, mert gyakran hitegeti az embereket.

Megérkezik a gazda is és prezentálják a lányok a ma tanult mozdulatokat. Mindenki nagyon jól mozog, de Henin azt látja a férfi, hogy nem élvezi a szitut. Félrehívja a nőt egy kicsit beszélgetni.

Még mindig az a téma, hogy baszogatták Anitát a külön lakás miatt. Kicsit igazságtalan amúgy, hogy az egész a nőn csattan, de azért tegyük hozzá, hogy ő volt az ötletgazda. Sajnos a gazda nem ad több lehetőséget neki és hazaküldi.

A kamerának azt hazudja a nő, hogy örül, hogy a férfi mondta ezt ki, mert nem volt már értelme.

Visszaérkezik Heni és Krisztián. A férfi közli a lányokkal a fejleményeket. Vivi és Panni nem értik miért kellett elküldeni a lányt. Azt mondja a gazda, hogy nem volt meg a kémia.

Nem teljesen értik a féfi döntését és ezt éreztetik is vele. Vivi azt mondja sok kérdése van még a gazdához. Például, hogy táncolt-e már az esőben vagy hogy romantikus-e? Panni arról kérdezi, hogy mi volt az az antiszociális időszaka, amiről a húga beszélt? A gazda elárulja, hogy ez valszeg akkor volt, amikor szétment az exével. A férfi azt mondja, hogy két év volt túlesnie a dolgon. Panni megjegyzi erre, hogy most érzi, hogy neki az a fél év amit az exe után hagyott nem volt elég.

Krisztián megjegyzi, hogy ő direkt rákérdezett erre és akkor a lány azt hazudta, hogy már túl van rajta. A kamerának azt mondja, hogy el fogja vinni randira, hogy ennek a végére járjon. Viszont már geci késő van, szóval megkéri a lányokat, hogy írják össze a kérdéseiket.

Panni sír még egy sort a kamerának, hogy demonstrálja: nincs még túl az exén. Életem, inkább ne hívj fel.

[loosesodamarble]

Welcome to the Black Bird Part 5: Marius the Austere

Summary: Introducing Fuegoleon as Marius, the stern but gentle soul of the Black Bird. Genre: general Word count: ~900 A/N: Fuegoleon's art was done by @cringeyvanillamilk

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Fuegoleon sighed as he released his hold on the grip strength tester. His physician, Owen Lindwell, took the machine and jotted down the results from the screen.

“23 kg… For your first attempt after the months of recovery from your surgery, it’s not bad,” Owen commented.

“It’s not very good either, though, is it?” Fuegoleon muttered and he massaged his shoulder. Even after letting his arm take it easy, the surgery spot felt sore more often than not. “It’s not even half of what it used to be.”

“And there’s nothing wrong with that at this point,” Owen replied with a sympathetic smile. “What matters is that you’re able to use your hand at all. And with a rehabilitation process laid out, you’ll surely see improvement with time.”

In the face of the hopeful statement, Fuegoleon still only felt heaviness in his heart. He looked at his hand. Despite being able to see how it was connected to the rest of his body and move it on his whim, the limb felt utterly foreign.

Did all people who underwent surgery feel this kind of detachment from the limb that was operated on? Or was Fuegoleon’s case unique, in light of how extensive the surgery was?

“Fuegoleon.” Owen’s voice made the younger man raise his head. “As your doctor, I will be working with you with the goal of a full rehabilitation. But as a family friend, I want to remind you that a slow recovery or a lack of one through the current process isn’t a failure on your part. Healing will happen eventually, even if the path is unclear.”

Fuegoleon gave a small grunt as a non-reply.

“For now, you should start by finding a hobby or project where you can use your arm without applying too much physical strain.”

…..

There was hardly a sound as the teacup and saucer was set on the table. With a practiced elegance, Fuegoleon slid his hand from the saucer he’d placed then reached for the second that was still on his tray.

“No need to be so stiff, Marius,” a lady with deep brown hair like coffee giggled. “It’s like you’re afraid of spilling acid, not tea.”

“It is merely the need to provide you with a smooth and untroubled dining experience that I move at the pace that I do, Miss Erika,” Fuegoleon answered flatly as he set the second cup in front of the other customer.

Erika’s gaze softened on Fuegoleon before turning to her partner. “What do you think, Karma?”

“My thoughts?” The red-haired woman sitting across from Erika touched her cheek in a dainty manner. “I believe that Marius is diligent rather than ‘stiff.’ To be in such control of himself is admirable. You’re perfectly fine as you are, Marius.”

“Why thank you, ma’am.”

“Aw, but you being all stoney worries me,” Erika whined. “How do I know if you’re okay?”

Fuegoleon closed his eyes for a moment of thought. He grew up being told that his ability to show a strong face made him respectable. And even at the cafe, his role was to maintain a neutral expression to contrast his subtle gentle displays.

“I apologize for worrying you, Miss,” Fuegoleon began. “But believe me when I say that even if it doesn’t show on my face, your kindness has brought a smile to my heart.”

Erika blinked, clearly taken aback by Fuegoleon’s statement, before letting out a dry sigh. “The way you talk makes it hard to believe…”

“Don’t worry about him, love,” Karma said with an airy laugh.

“So ladies.” With the opening presenting himself, Fuegoleon took out his notepad and pen. “Are you prepared to order the rest of your meal?”

“Oh ye—” Karma stopped short and squinted one eye. “I apologize. Marius, I think the light from the table lamp hit your… watch?” Fuegoleon stiffened at her words. “Momentarily blinded, that’s all.” The redhead smiled it off.

“Ah. That’s… my bad.” Fuegoleon tugged on his right sleeve to better cover his wrist. “I shall see to it that my suit is better fitted.”

“Why not just take off the wa—?"

“We’ll start with a pot of Winter Rose and a soup of the day each,” Karma said, speaking over Erika, and waved Fuegoleon off. He took the sign and left to recompose himself.

…..

Roaring Crimson Soup. The most straightforward of the dishes on the menu but no less popular.

Red bell peppers and tomatoes were pureed to make the base of a creamy stew. The french bread served alongside, bought from a local bakery, was toasted over open flames since the charred flavor paired well with the soup. Or so the head chef at the time of the dish’s creation insisted.

The draw of the item was similar to the appeal of Fuegoleon’s persona. The paired soup and bread didn’t need to be elaborate, just warm and comforting. It was like how Fuegoleon’s butler persona was understated compared to ones like Sukehiro’s or Rill’s. And despite a neutral exterior, his presence had a kindness. That’s what made customers so fond of not just the butler Marius, but Fuegoleon himself.

Fuegoleon carried a serving of his signature dish out to the dining room and thought to himself.

He was terribly disingenuous. To appear so dignified and simple when inside he felt like a mess. A hollow version of his old self, just hiding under a mask of strength. But there was nothing he could do about that feeling. All he really could do was go through the motions. Motions which his right arm couldn’t even feel anymore.

[lyranova]

(deviously rubs hands together) You're doing an ask game, Lyra? Nyeh heh heh~!

Is it possible for you to do 🥘, 🍸, and 🌹for Zera?

*claps* Yay more questions, and for the lovely gardener Zera! I would be more than happy to answer them for you Erika 🥰!

🌹 - Do they have a signature scent? Perfume, shampoo or alike?

I think Zera’s signature scent would be something floral, but not overwhelming. I think she probably has a perfume that is a mixture of Anise, Sandalwood, and Daisies! It would be warm, spicy, and elegant just like Zera 😌.

🍸- Favourite drink?

Non-Alcoholic: Chamomile Tea

Alcoholic: Grapefruit and Elderflower Cocktail!

🥘 - Favourite food?

Ooo Zera’s favorite food…hm, i think anything with Soba noodles would be her go to 🤔! It could really be anything as long as it has Soba. She prefers lighter meals since she works outside all, or most, of the day so when she does eat she doesn’t want to really have anything “filling” since it could make her feel unwell 😆!

[dlamp-dictator]

With Under Night 2 coming next year I've been reacquainting myself with a lot of the gameplay mechanics and story and Orie is still my favorite character, both to play and from a storyline perspective. Namely because she's in the very interesting position of being a weirdo, but so comparatively normal next to the other freaks that are in her faction she's boring and plain by comparison.

For those that mostly just play the game and don't touch the story, Orie is not the noble, elegant justice gal she's portrayed to be in the game. That's her specifically in Licht Kreis Mode and using her Customer Service Voice.

Her Chronicle Mode goes out of its way to poke holes into the facade of her being a noble, elegant girl.

She is, in fact, an weirdo airhead that's actually kind of a slob in her private hours. She's gone on record to nearly blowing her cover in several undercover missions because she either blabbed to much about fighting monsters or let critical information slip when in social situations. She legitimately calls out Licht Kreis's noble image in her internal monologues and explains that most soldiers in the faction are former orphans with only basic social interactions (herself included) with only a handful like Kaguya and Wagner actually having a noble lineage. The original school she learned and trained at was an old building showing signs of dilapidation and neglect due to it being a school for orphans. The most she has going for her in terms of being normal is despite her airheadedness she's a very hard worker and diligent in keeping on a mask when needed, even if it cracks at times.

I can't stress enough that 90% of Orie's Chronicle Mode is her being exasperated by how freakishly weird and awkward her coworkers while barely able to keep her Normal Woman Mask on.

Compared to the actual noblewoman with zero social graces known as Erika Wagner, the ADHD Meme Machine known as Mika Returner, and Trolling, Teasing, Taunting Kaguya, Orie might as well be the peak of sanity and stability.

[refrigeratedboombursts]

Pokémon Radical Red and the Lack of a Watsonian Explanation

Alright, so I wanna preface this by saying that I by no means hate this hack, and I'm not trying to diminish its undeniable effect on the community, for better or for worse. This is purely my opinion on the absolutely dogshit story and the fact that there's zero environmental storytelling because every trainer has to pose a challenge.

The very first non-rival boss battle, Falkner, has a Wattrel with Volt Absorb even though it's more in-character for him to have Wind Power due to his flavour text in his Johto battles when he's down to his last Pokémon.

Brock used to have a Vulpix, a nice nod to the anime, only for him to then have a Varoom instead for... what reason??? Why??? Like. It counters Grass, I guess, but it's also got STAB that's resisted by Water and is quadruple weak to Ground, weird ass fucking choice all around.

Misty says her strategy is "all-out offense with Water Pokémon" and they gave her a fucking Clodsire??? A non-water wall???? Like, if they wanted her to have stall so bad, Alomomola was right there, she's shown to be a romantic in both the games and the anime, it would make more sense. But no, Clodsire.

Alolan Raichu is too cute for Surge, and he in particular doesn't seem like the type to use something so ““unmanly””, not to mention it's a regional variant and he just... Seems too patriotic for Alolan Raichu specifically(I hate Surge and love Alolan Raichu, hope this helps).

Erika suffers from this the most imo, as her eepy ass not only gets Rillaboom, the loud drummer, but also Hisuian Electrode, a loud, fast round thing that explodes(which would suit Surge more). Like, just give her Amoongus. For the love of fuck, just give her the damn mushroom.

Why the shit does Chuck have Breloom and Gallade?? He canonically uses angry, bulky looking Fighting types(Poliwrath and Primape), instead of an Elegant knight and a stally mushroom.

Why the FUCK would you give Giovanni Kangaskhan as his ace. Like, in any capacity???? Is it a nod to the theory? Is it debunking the theory? I don't know, fuck you Parental Bond go brr! Like. This decision makes me so irrationally angry because Mega Evolving Garchomp(which he already has) would make much more sense. Giovanni's canon team and calculated actions show that he's clearly More into slower, bulkier builds(Rhydon, Nidoqueen), and so the loss of speed is perfectly In-character for him.

Also, why include May at all, she has no purpose other than to give you a Torchic, which you can get through like all of the city eggs, plus the fire type shard eggs, and that's if you didn't choose it as your starter???

Like. She's never seen again??? And then Brendan gives the player a Destiny Knot??? For reasons????

If that's the culmination of Brendan's """arc""", why wasn't it Lyra/Ethan, whoever they hc as the Daycare Couple's grandchild? It'd make more sense for them to have, and give, the Destiny Knot.

[jewellery-box]

Sanitary Pads in Packaging, made by Johnson & Johnson Pty Ltd, Sydney, Australia, probably between 1960-1970.

Powerhouse Collection

The American company Johnson & Johnson commenced manufacturing sanitary napkins in the 1920s. Modess were introduced to the Australian market by Johnson & Johnson in 1932. A huge marketing campaign saw advertisements in newspapers and women's magazines emphasizing 'style and quality', expressed through illustrations of women in elegant evening gowns. Since then, developments in such technologies as nonwovens and plastics have seen many changes in the design of menstrual products. Absorbency and softness have improved, for example.

Menstruation has been a private and, until the recent advent of explicit television commercials, almost unmentionable subject. It is therefore not surprising that the artefacts of menstruation are not well represented in Australian museum collections, even though they are an intrinsic part of women's lives. When cupboards are cleared out or when the effects of elderly relatives are being sorted through, personal items like these are usually amongst the first things to be thrown away.

The Powerhouse Museum has a small but growing collection of items relating to menstruation. It includes manufactured products like this bag of Modess, home-made washable sanitary towels, advertising material, and advice booklets for girls. Written by Erika Dicker Assistant Curator, 2007.

[mikuyuuss]

Hiya Unni~! I see you reblogged an oc ask game! Hope you don’t mind me invading your inbox with a few questions. 🤭

I’m going to ask 🌼, 💌, 🥘, and 👤 for Akari. Hope it’s not too much.

Take your time answering and take care of yourself~! 💖

Thanks for the ask Erika!! 💕

🌼 Assign them an aesthetic

Akari likes anything floral and cute with a bit of elegance, but she also experiments sometimes so hmmm 🤔🤔

If I'm gonna assign an aesthetic for her, I think she's mainly a Coquette and Soft girl, with a sprinkle of Kawaii aesthetic

💌 How would they react to a love letter?

OH WAIT I FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS. Honestly Akari's never had much time to think about romance during the main story, so I think she's be dumb founded at getting one and she's probably assume that the person might have mistaken her for someone else XD

IF she does get a love letter from someone like say..Giyuu.. lol... I don't think she's even realize that she's flustered and she'd immediately rush to the butterfly mansion bc she thinks she's unwell and has unexpected "heart palpitations" Its only once Mitsuri hears the whole thing and would like "OMG! she doesn't realize that she's in love!"

🥘 Favorite Food

Her favorite food is Oden!!

Its warm and hearty when eaten with rice and something that can be shared with a lot of people. It's versatile too and can be mixed with other foods like Salmon.

Akari would also LOVE cheese too but unfortunately, cheese is rare during taisho era (if im not mistaken) so she rarely gets to indulge in it. I imagine maybe Oyakata treated her on very rare occassions though.

Akari definitely gets to indulge in a lot of cheesy pizza in my modern au! She'd probably mix it with her oden too.

👤 Do they enjoy being alone or do they thrive being around other people

Akari's an introvert at heart, so it's a given that she needs time alone, but while she doesn't mind it, she HATES being lonely. She's had enough of that already, which is why she values quality time with her friends and loves ones more than anything, even if she does get tired sometimes. Akari is what I'd call a social introvert because who says introverts can't be outgoing? 😤

[happyheartstar-blog]

Happy New Year

Today Jewel Bouquet brings you a special live post. Now on to Madoka!!!

Madoka: Hi TumblerPara!!! Madoka MomoHime here to bring you a collaboration of Sweet Bouquet!!

Hoshi: and Jewel Stars!!! Shining idol Hoshi Shirosora here!

Alice: Ello Ello pop idol Alice Aoiumi

Erika: Blooming natural idol Erika Midoriki

Oujo: Good day, greetings from the celebrity idol Oujo Kinkyuden

Madoka: with introduction out of the way it’s time for the first live of the day! Who wants to go first?

Alice: Me!

Oujo: Exactly me first!

Hoshi: The stars say I should go first!

Madoka: Everyone can’t we just talk first?

Erika: Hello everyone let me bring you Go Go Pripara Life!

Erika: Thanks you @kiracchu and @peach-in-idol-land for joining me!

Madoka: How were they before performing?

Erika: Kiracchu is an amazing dancer and Peach told me how she wished to have worn the Pink Prince coord instead just for you.

Madoka: That shady idol of her, I mean here’s Oujo!!

Oujo: I take a bow and welcome you to my elegant performance!!! Starlight Heartbeat!!!

Oujo: Thanks to @sigynidolland and @curespectra for joining my live!

Hoshi: Sigyn Kami coord was quite amazing , wasn’t it?

Oujo: I do agree and Xochi and me has tea before the show quite the celebrity idol I might invite them to my next ball!

Madoka: Up next Alice!

Alice: Today I present you with one of Sweet Bouquet songs Change my World!!!

Alice: Thanks @millepara and @mirukiamauri for joining my live!!!

Madoka: Tell me about them?

Alice: Mille is such a lover of pripara and Ann was talking about her new hairstyle.

Oujo: Even I must admit your lives can be as they say fun.

Alice: Of course!

Oujo: I take that back…

Hoshi: Number 4 goes to me wish upon a star and listen to Girls Fantasy!!!

Hoshi: Thank you @idollandhero and @lunawings

Madoka: Hoshi your lives are always are always a amazing

Oujo: Of course she is in my team!

Hoshi: I just wish Yuki could have joined us but sadly she hasn’t gain her memories yet.

Madoka: It’s ok hopefully she will be here soon for now how about we finish tonight live. Open Dream Land!

Madoka: Thanks @xryuseiix and @idolbutterfly

Hoshi: Who was that?

Madoka: Oh that’s Ryu friend, sadly Ryu was asleep so we couldn’t get her. Also Kastra was so cool to perform with!!!

Alice: Well thanks for your time and Happy New year!!

Erika: Let’s have tons of lives in the future

Oujo: As well as new coords too!!!

[kittysdiary]

Kitty Column: My Fav Real Housewives Cast Members

Beverly Hills:

Erika (older seasons) + Dorit are my favs fashion wise. They always bring the best looks.

Dorit lives her best life + is besties w/ boy george like i’m jealous!

I luv how Erika speaks her mind + is unfiltered just like me.

Lisa Rinna always brings the chaotic drama and she has some iconic lines. There is no show without Lisa Rinna I fear.

Lisa Vanderpump has a lot of businesses which is so inspiring and she brings a sense of maturity to the show.

{I’ve seen all the seasons of Beverly Hills which is why I have a few favs lol}

Atlanta:

Nene is one of the most iconic housewives how can you not luv her?!

Portia has some good comebacks and iconic moments. Let’s be real it is The Portia Show!

Potomac:

Karen again has that sense of maturity and has some of the best old school elegant lady advice. She’s so funny to me too!

Gizelle brings the messiness and has some funny lines too. Her not being impressed w/ the room in the beach house sends me!

{I’m only on season 1 of Potomac so I don’t have detailed opinions yet but I do know that a lot of people aren’t a fan of Giselle so stay tuned my opinion might change!}

Dubai:

Chanel is so confident, gorgeous + her looks always has my jaw dropped to the floor. She speaks her mind and is real about friendship.

Lesa is a fashion designer so of course I’m gonna like her. She’s also a good mom + defends herself very well.

[joe9cool]

Collide-Justin Herbert-26

A/N: I do not know or associate The Chargers or anyone affiliated with them. This is fanfiction. Also you do not have permission to copy or post my work anywhere else. Thank you

Abu Dhabi was an interesting place. 

Sara met her team on the plane and they began the long flight. Everything had been cleared by security and their visa's were approved. That was the nice thing about having a manager and assistant.

When they arrived. It was early morning, and while normally they would have time to settle in, Sara was rushed to the set where she had an introduction to everyone. (She hugged Timothee hard) then the director came and asked her if she had any questions about the script. He wanted her to go over a bit with Austin Butler. She had to laugh when he came to her trailer to introduce himself to her and Erika, as her best friend was trying hard to keep her cool.

They went over their lines before they were called to do some testing photos for promotion. The movie's pr team wanted them to give the appearance of a family friendly set. As Sara and Austin spoke, Timothee joined them, as the set photographer took photos for them to post on their social media.

Then it was a dress rehearsal to make sure Sara's costumes fit. Since she was going to be playing a princess, her outfits ranged from simple and elegant, as well as regal and extravagant. Some minor alterations had to be fixed as Sara's training for the fashion show made her body more toned.

In between fittings, Sara was flipping back and forth between the script and trying to figure out when the game vs the Broncos would be on. It was going to be difficult, but Sara was determined to make it work. She remembered to message Justin that she landed, however it was probably late in Los Angeles, so he wouldn't see it until she was probably asleep.

This was going to be a test of their relationship.

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Message from anon: Did you see this post? From deumoxi instagram 

Blind item: big time Hollywood actress from steel city is involved with an NFL quarterback in California. Wonder how her business focused family is taking this?

I think Sara Wozniak is seeing Justin, or at least there is/was something going on. They both follow each other, have the same group of friends.

Answer: Jeez anon, we've talked about it. It's a follow, all evidence we've seen has linked him to Taylor. As a matter of fact Taylor just posted she's rooting for the Chargers.

Anon: oh my god let it go. He's not seeing Sara, she isn't his type. She's obnoxious and fame seeking.

Answer: I can see her not being his type, but I don't get the fame seeking? She stays pretty lowkey compared to another ex of his. 

Anon: the fact that everyone treats this as another girl. She's SARA WOZNIAK, Oscar nominated, funny, smart woman. She has tons of friends, is a social butterfly. She does tons of charity work. She is wayyyy out of his league. She doesn't want a homebody, twenty four year old fuckboy. Her ex is Harry Styles, talk about a downgrade if she was with Justin.

Answer: . That's all I'm going to say.

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Sara was exhausted.

It was 1:40am and she was in her hotel room watching the game. She got back from another long day of filming. They were doing the difficult scenes first. So it was physically and mentally tough on her. She got back to her trailer at 11pm, closed her eyes for an hour, and then got up to eat a snack and turn on the game on her phone.

She still wanted to support the guys, even though in her personal opinion it was stupid to play the starters when they really had nothing to play for. Justin didn't like hearing that, but it's true.

So far seeing Mike carted off and Joey limping, Sara shook her head. She liked Staley, but she could understand the fans frustration with him. Joe had no problem expressing his anger while she was texting him. She was fighting off sleep, even though she would regret it when her alarm went off in a few hours.

The game was now tied and she was upset that Justin was still playing. Why would you risk getting your star quarterback injured? It was probably Justin’s doing as well, the man was committed to football and didn't want to go off the field for nothing, even during injury.

Even millions or miles away she wanted to kill her boyfriend.

She dozed off somewhere during halftime. Her alarm woke her up and the knock of the door signaling the driver was there to take her to the set. In a hurry, she got up and jumped in the shower. Running around, she managed to get to the set on time for hair and makeup. Her phone was dead, so she handed it to Erika to charge.

Unfortunately her tiredness interfered with her work. It was an off day for her and the director expressed frustration with certain faces she made, a couple times she found herself fighting off yawns, which Unfortunately were caught. At one point Alex pulled her aside. "You need to get it together, you don't need any distractions. I don't know why you were up late, but you might need to go back on sleeping pills.

She was right, as much as she loved Justin, he was probably focused on his career,and she needed to be focused on hers. During a quick break, she quickly downed a black coffee and took a caffeine pill, her heart was racing and sure it was stupid and dangerous but she needed this.

It worked though, as the drug kicked in she found herself filming her scenes with ease, and the production team improved. During lunch Austin approached her. "Hey good job, don't worry about it earlier. Timothee got bitched out twice because he kept forgetting the desert scene." She laughed "yeah that sounds like him. I'm fine I just stayed up late, the time different just got to me."

Austin smiled. "The good news is that we are ahead of schedule. So maybe we get to go home a little earlier than expected."

She laughed again. "Yeah but I'll be back in LA with the fashion show at the end of the month, and then in February I will be in Paris doing press work." Austin nodded in understanding. "Our job never ends." They laughed, soon Timothee joining them for some more set pictures.

Once Sara got back to the trailer she was ready to drop. Erika handed her phone back and she opened all of Justin's messages. It was the usual talking about the game, he updated her on Mike and Joey's status. She replied back, even though he would be sleeping, that she missed him and loved him, and that he made her proud despite the loss. Surprisingly he messaged her back that he loved and missed her and promised he'd give her updates on Bosa and Williams. She smiled as Erika rolled her eyes in a teasing matter.

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Taylor stared at the screenshot of the deumoxi post. There was only one quarterback that popped up in her head. There was no way The Sara Wozniak was seeing Justin. Granted, she was at Chargers games, but her good friend had a private suite and was a season ticket holder. Plus what about the blonde's he had been spotted with. No offense, but girls like Sara wouldn't be okay with a guy playing the field.

Maybe she was putting too much thought into it. There was Jimmy G, who had the hearts of millions of women. He was close in age to Sara, and more her type. So that would make more sense. It has to, Jimmy would fit the persona of a Hollywood starlets boyfriend. He would be on her arm at the red carpet events, not Justin. Justin would never date someone who had that level of fame. That's right, it made more sense that Sara was seeing Jimmy.

However as Taylor sat in her office, she had a feeling that she was wrong. She grabbed her phone and clicked on Sara's follow list. There was Justin, but not the 49ers quarterback. She did notice that there was Kenny Pickett, Joe Burrow, and some others in her following. She went on Justin's profile and saw that he was following Sara as well as the rest of the shows cast.

That doesn't mean they are dating though, they share mutual friends. She is at games, they probably haven't spoken to each other. Sara only knows him as the Quarterback. Taylor thought

Still, if Sara found him attractive she could easily get any man. But Justin wasn't any man.

"Taylor, any new reports?" Taylor broke her trance and looked up at her co-worker, who was staring at her in confusion. She laughed. "I'm sorry, I spaced out."

"Are you okay?" She nodded. "I'm just tired." He nodded, she continued. "So far nothing yet."

He walked away and she took a sip of coffee. "Focus Taylor." She whispered.

There was no way Justin and Sara were a thing. She is everything he is against.

She didn't feel confident in the reasoning

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"How is Abu Dhabi?" Justin had her on speaker as he was getting ready to head to the facilities. Despite the 12 hour time difference they still manage to squeeze in phone calls in between the texts messages and photos they would send. Of course, Sara's photos were alot more interesting than his. The scenery was gorgeous. She made him swear to secrecy that he wouldn't release any set photos she snuck of her in her outfits, he rolled his eyes at that, which he knew she knew. "It's gorgeous, but warm, you know I hate that." He laughed, his girlfriend never failing to vocalize her taste for hot weather.

"I know you do, trust me, it's not fun practicing outside when camp starts." She hummed. "I'm sorry you have a shortened schedule this week. I don't think it's fair."

"Yeah, but that's what the league wants, and we just have to adapt, but I'm confident in the team." From all the way across the world Sara rolled her eyes. "I see you're in media mode already." He laughed as he got in his car. He sent a message to his manager to make sure to check on Nova, although she would probably be busy in her tower. As if his girlfriend knew the Bengal was on his mind. "How's Nova been?"

"She's been good, she misses you though. But she's been getting plenty of exercise on the wheel. Although I had to put it downstairs so I don't hear it at three am." He muttered and she laughed. "Well I was reading up on the breed and they are high energy cats. They are close to a dog you know." He smiled. "I know, I think that's why I subconsciously chose that breed."

"Oh you need a dog!" Justin groaned. She had been pestering about a dog since she became obsessed with Dylan. "Why don't you get a dog." He told her. She sighed. "I mean, I thought about it, especially during the pandemic. But I think with this upcoming schedule I have to put it off til next year."

"I don't think a dog will really ever fit in my lifestyle with the schedule and games."

Sara tried not to let her mind wander to the future, maybe one day they could own a dog together. "I love Golden retrievers." She admitted. Justin laughed "I like labs, good, hardworking dogs you can take fishing."

"Well they have retriever in them, so they are good helper dogs." After a pause she laughed. "I was on a dog's 101 YouTube page." Justin laughed. "You and your YouTube rabbit holes." He would always glance at her screen and find her watching the most random things. Sometimes he found himself telling her to connect it to the television so they could watch together.

The rest of the phone call she explained other deep dives she went on, before she was called to set. "I'll call you tonight." He smiled. "Promise?" She laughed. "Promise. I love you."

"I love you too, have a good day on set."

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"So wait what happened?" Justin was laughing as Sara retold the story. Timothee apparently blurted out the wrong line, and the director didn't notice until he and others pointed it out.

He was getting ready for bed while she was on break. The time difference seemed to work out well so far. It had only been a week, but Justin was counting down the days when she would be back in Los Angeles. The fashion show was Sunday the 5th of February, and her plane was landing on the 27th, however she would be in rehearsal and the Amazon cameras would be following the process of the fashion show before going live. Sara did find a couple times where she could break away to see him, but it would have to be at her place. Which was fine, but Erika would be there as well.

"Can you bring Nova over?" Justin rolled his eyes. "You're only coming home to see my cat?" She laughed. "And what about it?" "Get your own cat."

"Wait a minute, first we discussed a dog, now a cat? Are we making an animal shelter?" The comment had an innuendo behind it. She didn't mean to, but she was curious about what he would say. "I mean, we both love animals." It made her smile. "I think I want a Bengal like Nova."

He snorted. "Good luck, they are a pain in the ass to train." He looked over at the cat on his pillow and scratched her head. "Isn't that right?" Sara laughed.

He decided to switch topics. So are you ready for the fashion show?" She sighed. "I'm nervous. It's live, and if I make any mistakes there's no redo. Plus I'm walking with models! Justin, actual supermodels like Bella, and AnnSophie, and Gigi."

"But there are some others. Kelce's ex is supposed to be there." He paused. "I looked up the list."

"Yeah he's supposed to be there too, so I don't know if he's an ex or what. A couple of other football players are going since one of the programs is teams. " there was a pause and justin had to ask "Is anyone else for you going?" He knew her family was out of the question. She sighed on the other end. "Alisha is going, as well as Samira, but that's for me and AnnSophie, she has her parents cause Lexi is with George for that week. So to answer your questions, no I don't have anyone."

Justin paused. In a split decision he blurted out. "I could maybe go hangout with Kelce and some other guys if I'm not still in the playoffs."

He couldn't see, but Sara's jaw dropped. Him attending a public event? Where people might speculate if they even look at each other? "Justin, I'd love it if you came! I can make sure you come in through the back way and we don't even have to attend the after party." Justin smiled. "I don't want you to miss it because of me. I know you love the people performing." She laughed. "Justin, I can see them anytime. Come on, it will be fun, we can sneak away" He smiled. 

"I'd love that."

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"Erika, do you have midol by any chance?" Sara was groaning in her set chair waiting for the director to call for her scene. She had woken up this morning to her monthly gift. She was always early or on time, except that one time in October where she was two days late, she almost had Erika run to the rite aid only for it to come the next day. She hadn't told Justin because he had been on the road, plus it worked out so there was no reason to alarm him.

Erika came running into the room. "I got something wayyyy better she squealed!" Sara looked over confused. "A doctor to rip my uterus out?"

"Oh my god sis, have you not checked your messages? Oh wait only if it's from Justin." Before Sara could bite back Erika kept with the point. "Your agent called! Anna Wintour wants you to be on the Cover of June Vogue!" Sara got up faster than usual and screamed, catching the attention of those around her. "No fucking way" Erika nodded and the best friends tightly hugged. "I'm so proud of you Sara, I know how much you wanted this." It was true, while she had been on the covers of international vogue, this was a big deal. It was Vogue magazine, something she dreamed of when she was in college, her first acting gig, when things took off and people began noticing her. She pulled back and Erika was still smiling. "That's not all!"

Sara was confused. What else could there be?" As on cue her phone rang and she pulled it out of her friends hand to see it was the producers of her show. She answered it and put it on speaker. "You're on speaker"

"Oh good I did the time conversion correctly." She laughed, Finn was one of the main producers, a man in his fifties who had been pitching shows for a while with no luck until now. "You could have just Googled it." He laughed. "That isn't a challenge."

"Is there something important about the show?" Finn laughed. "Why I'm calling to inform you and the rest of the cast that the nominations just dropped for the SAGs and guess what baby! We are nominated! And you Missy, is nominated for Best Actress in a Dramedy!"

Sara screamed again. After discussing the details of the awards which her team was working on as well as a schedule to make a dress. (Designers were already reaching out about making a dress) her castmates all called her as well. She just got a message

I'm proud of you baby- Justin

She teared up. I miss you, I love you.

She couldn't wait til the 27th

"So I hear you are a fellow SAG nominee," she looked up and saw Austin smiling at her. She nodded, "yes and congratulations to you too Mr. Presley." He laughed, he had been down since the death of Elvis' daughter, who he just attended the Golden Globes with. It was nice to see him smiling again.

Before anything else could be said they were called back to set.

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So far the twelve hour difference was working out as well as one could hope.

Sara was up at 5am waiting for the game to start. She sent her usual 'good luck' message to Justin then Patrick was messaging her.

It was such a good game so far. She managed to get to halftime before she had to get to set. They were flying through the scenes and they were ahead of schedule. Of course, anything can happen, but right now it was looking good.

As Erika and Sara arrived on set she was glued to her phone. So much so that Timothee kept trying to get her attention "hey!" Sara looked up and Erika snickered. "She's absorbed in her boyfriend's football game"

Sara's eyes widened as Timothee smiled. "Get out. Sara you're seeing someone?" Before she could respond he laughed. "I knew it! Those guys' clothes in your closet when we were getting ready for Virgil's party."

"So who is he?" Timothee came around to look at the screen." Sara pulled away, looking around to see if anyone was near she whispered "He is the quarterback."

"The what?" He whispered back. She rolled her eyes. He didnt know shit about football. "Just don't say anything. Unlike a big mouth." She glared at Erika who was sheepish. "I'm sorry! I can't keep up with who knows or not."

Sara shook her head. She was getting nervous. The Jags were catching up and this Lawrence dude was better than the first half. Unfortunately, she had to put the phone down to head into hair and makeup.

Deuxmoxi instagram

Word on the Dune 2 set is that an A list actress who signed on for the sequel has a new boyfriend she is trying to keep on the DL. He is athletic.

Taylor Biscotti on twitter.

The hair is flowing between Justin and Trevor on this Saturday night game! Who you got?

Twitteruser1 @/TaylorBiscotti your guy obviously

Twitteruser2 @/taylorbiscotti wish you were there to cheer him on. —---------------------------------------------------------------

Sara was going to be sick

How the fuck did this team blow a lead, she checked the score on a break and it was down to the wire.

She held her breath while looking at the Google updates. It was 3 seconds. Do or fucking die.

The kick was good.

The Chargers were out. The Jags came back.

Sara wanted to cry. She didn't know what to do. She knew Justin was nowhere near his phone and he wouldn't be for a while.

She just kept it short

When you need me I'm here, I love you and I'm proud of you no matter what.

Warning, the drama will kick off next chapter. I don’t think you guys are going to like me much once the next chapter drops.