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dyns33 · 1 year ago

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Fight Club part 2

Part 2 of my little Tyler Durder x Reader

Because of Project Mayhem, people tend to believe that Tyler Durden likes chaos. That he is the embodiment of chaos.

He likes to see others lost, but he is never lost himself. He is completely in control. He knows what's going to happen, because that's what he decided. An agent of chaos, following a straight line. No one seemed to have understood this.

So I was the only person in the world fully aware that if Tyler Durden was in prison, it was his choice.

It's a mistake to think that cutting off the head of the Mayhem project would stop everything. Even though he is the creator, Tyler did everything to keep his beast running without him. A brainless creature, space monkeys, who know perfectly well what their master wants without him needing to speak.

Plus, Tyler won't have his head cut off. His monkeys are everywhere, in the police, among the juries, behind the walls of his prison. He is surrounded by his followers, who ensure his safety.

If he wants, he can go out. It is obvious that he sometimes goes out, for a few hours, a few days, without the authorities being alarmed.

I know this because I know Tyler very well. Without knowing why or how after all this time, I know him. I hear him in my head sometimes. I feel his breath on the back of my neck, a presence as reassuring as it is frightening.

I know him, so I am always careful even if he is in prison, even if he is far away, even if it has been almost a year.

He haunts my thoughts. My nights. I can still see us on that beach, on the plane, in the house. I miss him, and that's what scares me the most. I have to be wary of everything, and myself first.

Jack is still outside, faithful doggie, psycho boy, who probably gives the orders when the leader sleeps in his cell. I don't think they're looking for me. I am dead and buried. But all it takes is one mistake for everything to change.

That's life. People. I'm not perfect. The mistake came one day. It all started with a heart attack on a bus.

Nothing weird, I wasn't even on the bus. Like every day at the same time, I had my coffee on a terrace, my only little moment of relaxation.

The bus passed the café. I didn't even see it anymore. I didn't see the man fall, nor the people around him become alarmed. It didn't matter to me in the slightest.

That was bad news for a federal agent, because the man who had just died was a well known space monkey. Big Bob. Kind Bob, a bit stupid, who continued to obey by traveling all over the country spreading the word of Tyler Durden.

He had seen me. This came as a shock to him, since he was the one who found my body.

It could have ended there, but one of the feds were obsessed with Tyler. With his organization. He wondered if Bob had been murdered, so he went his way, he took the bus, and he saw me too.

We had never met, but when he approached, I knew immediately why he was there.

“Everyone thinks you’re dead.” he said to me as he sat down. Everyone was Tyler.

“I don’t know what you're talking about.”

He took out a Polaroid photo. Tyler loved Polaroids. He had quite a collection. I know because Marla talked about it sometimes, to annoy Jack. Intimate photos, all the people he had fucked with, in erotic positions, during the act.

We had never fucked. We barely shook hands, and even though I knew what he wanted, there had always been a distance between us. The walls and the ceiling.

I didn't know Tyler took a picture of me while I was sleeping. He had written down my name on it. I wondered if Marla or anyone else had seen it before the police. I wondered how I felt, knowing that he had taken this photo, and the meaning it had.

"He doesn't talk much. He doesn't like me to show him this photo, but he told me it was his heart, and that it was buried under the house. We found a body. You have an explanation ?"

I had tons of explanations, but I didn't want to share them with the agent. Tyler wouldn't have liked it, and I didn't like it either.

“Tell me about him.” he insisted.

"No."

“You know what he’s up to.”

“As much as you.”

“Give me something, or I’ll arrest you for obstruction of justice.”

"I don't know anything. We met on a beach, he put me up for a while, then I left. Don't tell him you saw me. It won't do you any good."

My mistake was not to believe that the agent would be intelligent enough to listen to my request. He listened. He didn't tell Tyler that I was alive.

No, my mistake was harder to see, seeming insignificant for several days, until I woke up in the middle of the night.

Even if he didn't tell him I was alive, the agent would still tell Tyler about me, hoping to get a reaction. He already knew from the picture that I was special, a point that needed to be pressed, and he wasn't going to stop.

So he was going to talk about our meeting. He was going to talk about the beach.

No one knew about the beach, except Tyler and me.

Since Tyler never told anyone, he would know everything without the agent needing to speak.

There was a bit of panic when the newspapers announced the escape of the leader of Project Mayhem. Speculation regarding his intentions was endless, ranging from bateriological terrorism, to bombing buildings, to assassinating the president.

Only I really knew why he was out there after all this time.

Contrary to what others think, he never wanted to take control or destroy the world. That wasn't the goal of Project Mayhem. Tyler had a vision on a human scale. He only likes to play, among other things.

If I dreamed of him, he dreamed of me. The difference was that while I was running as far away from his cell as possible, he had no reason to leave since he thought he knew where to find me. He still had his picture, and his memories.

Bob really had a talent for breaking things.

I could have continued to flee. It would have been less easy now that the agents of Chaos knew I was alive, but I could have tried. Like a new game. But I didn't like Tyler's games.

I decided to wait for him in my apartment. It was his move. It was always his move.

When he knocked on my door, he thought about bringing beers and pizza. He did this with Jack at home sometimes, at first. When there was still just the club.

He didn't say anything when he saw me, as if he always knew he would see me again one day. Maybe he knew.

Dinner passed in silence, facing each other, waiting. It was his move. I won't start. He seemed to understand it. He decided to make an effort.

“You remember the beach.” It was not a question.

“A guy building a giant hand, you don’t see that every day.”

"I guess not. You broke my heart. But I forgive you. I didn't think you remembered."

“We wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t remembered that.”

"Maybe not."

“I’ve always wanted to ask you, why this hand ?”

"I wanted to talk to God. Since he didn't answer, I decided to steal his hand. When I was finished, I looked at what it was pointing at and I saw you, looking back at me. Then I knew it was you."

"What me ?"

"It was you." he only repeated, as if I should understand what he meant, and the worst thing was that I understood perfectly what he meant.

Silence returned, as I finished my beer. All this was far too intimate, more intimate than his photos. More domestic. Something was seriously wrong with Tyler Durden.

I didn't know if I should talk about all the other things I knew. That would have made the situation even worse.

“I don’t like chaos.” was the only thing I could say.

"No one likes that, you'd have to be a moron. You never like what's necessary."

“Nothing is necessary.”

"I love you."

I vividly remembered Jack and Marla, two idiots who danced and screamed, unable to clearly admit how they felt and preferring to trample romance with cigarettes and condoms.

I had often judged Jack because of this. Not anymore. I wanted to slap my face with my hands and disappear, as Tyler started to smile.

Since I didn't need to say what I already knew, he didn't need to say what I already knew. I knew it from the plane. Since his invitation. From his bed above mine. Ever since he took a picture of me sleeping.

He didn't need to say it. We weren't talking about that. It was a new rule. Unfair.

“This can’t end well.”

"As always. Like everything. Endings are never good, that's the tragic thing. And yet, life goes on."

"I wanted to talk to you on this beach. It would have been different if I had."

"We would have fucked like dogs in your hotel room, I would have beaten up your asshole boss sooner, and the world would have burned down on its own. I'm glad you didn't talk to me."

I had sometimes dreamed of another path. I was stupid enough to have hope. Tyler was destroying hope, that was his reason for being, providing total freedom.

I wasn't sure what I was. I still am not today. His heart, maybe. His poor heart.

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jessilynallendilla · 2 months ago

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CAPTIVE PRINCE FIC REC MISCELLANEUS

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MISCELLANEUS

Mother, Make Me NR 16284

In which Hennike survives a murder attempt by the Regent and runs away with her son, Laurent, in order to protect them both. They end up in Akielos.

Papa T 23413 SERIES

Big blue eyes blink up at him. “I’m Laurent.”

Makedon smiles and offers his hand. “Makedon.”

Laurent hesitates, then gives Makedon his free hand. Normally a shake between men would result in posturing and squeezing, sizing each other up, but this is a child, and a Veretian child at that. A limp fish shake is all he gives the boy. That was the night Makedon met Laurent, and knew deep down this boy was about to change his life for the better.

Stargazers M 90640

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.

Je me Soucie de Toi (I Care for You) EX 111449

Erasmus was born an omega and was sold into slave gardens by the seaside. His only consolation is his dearest friend Kallias and his hope for a better, safer future, something he believes a kind and gentle master will provide. However, when Akielos' king, Damianos, marries the second prince of Vere, his future is thrown into jeopardy as Prince Laurent intends to abolish slavery. Never did Erasmus think the prince would become his trusted friend or that he would be a catalyst for change in all of Akielos. All he wants is someone to care for him and it may come from the unlikeliest of places.

Snakeskin EX 83865

Prince Laurent of Vere is supposed to be dead. He was supposed to be betrayal, brutalized, and murdered by men hired by his own family. But instead, he is pressed against a broad, warm chest and promised that he’ll have an army to reclaim his crown if he journeys to Akielos and wins a competition there called ‘The Kallisti’. Crown Prince Damianos of Akielos is on a mission to prove his honor and courage through a contest. When he rescues someone claiming to be the Prince of Vere from being drugged and murdered, he finds his key to victory. Now all he has to do is bring everyone back to Ios without getting killed…

Beginnings T 3634

Laurent, prince of Vere and heir presumptive to his yet-unmarried brother, King Auguste, is sent on a diplomatic mission, where he meets Damianos of Akielos.

No Rush EX 13625

Laurent is eleven when he’s introduced by his brother to Prince Damianos.

Courtship G 5425

Damen just wants to court Laurent. Nobody in Vere makes it easy for him, least of all the man he hopes to marry.

Courts, Crowns, and A Little Game of Chess T 55116

The fic where Laurent is a reserved, bookish, hero-worshipping boy who meets Prince Damianos for the first time.

Love of the Second Star M 121588

In the book series, Laurent and Damen thought aloud about what life might have been like if their countries were at peace and Auguste had lived... In THIS story Vere and Akielos are allies and 17 year-old Damianos is spending four months of every other year in the Veretian Court. It is there, he begins to feel attracted to the prince of Vere and discovers darkness hiding under the surface of court. Spanning nearly 8 years, Damen, Auguste, and Laurent are embroiled in bittersweet feelings and intense passion.

The Heir G 1002

The wet nurse was found in Jokaste's rooms at Ios. She was quick to prostrate herself, quick to proclaim her loyalty to Damienos, quick to give up the child when asked. For all of her cunning, Jokaste's servants were not as loyal as she seemed to believe.

Forest, Flame and Fury M

It is four months to crown prince Laurent’s ascension when Damen visits Arles for the first time in ten years. With only limited recollections of Laurent as a young child, Damen slowly begins to reacquaint with him again, finding things old and new to learn.

Edgewise EX 27801

‘Thank you, I know exactly how it would have been. You and Auguste would have been slapping each other on the back and watching tournaments, and I would have been trailing around tugging on your sleeve, trying to get a look in edgewise.’

Five Goats EX 32412

In which Laurent runs away from Arles, hides out in Vask, encounters some goats, tries to regain his throne, and is wooed by the prince of Akielos, not precisely in that order.

I Know The Way Your Skin Feels On My Collarbones EX

It's Autumn when the messenger arrives in Ios bearing the proposal from the King of Vere. It's Spring when the Akielon Royal family comes to Delpha to sign the betrothal contract. Seven years of letters, growing up, moving on, and falling in love with words written in the Prince's hand but only remembering the hate in his blue eyes.

The Veretian Flytrap EX 176152 SERIES

The court treated it like a joke. His uncle told him it was a weakness. Laurent chose to listen to what Auguste had said it could be: an advantage.

Something Good EX 25255 SERIES

Prince Laurent warned him. After looking at the dark burns across his thigh with an upturned lip, the prince told Erasmus to be brave and something good might come of it.

In full comprehension T 557

“For what it’s worth, I’m relieved that you knew,” he says, low enough that no one but Laurent can hear him, and with his eyes calmly averted.

“That I didn’t let you between my legs knowing only your false pretense?”

He doesn’t rise to it. Raises his eyes to Laurent’s instead, solemn and true.

“That you weren’t punishing an innocent. That you wouldn’t do that.”

future cat/love songs T 1527

Erasmus in Bazal, beloved and cherished and mastered.

That Spring Before Marlas T

Before Marlas there was a bright season in which Laurent made his first friend, helped Auguste woo a bride, created his code of honor and developed an arsenal of court skills that would see him through the snake pit of his future.

False Cognates T 5776

The meanings behind courtship gifts are different in Akielos and in Vere. And Damen, in trying to court Laurent with all the grace and courtesy he deserves, ends up sending entirely the wrong message.

The cry of the living M 431

He watches as Laurent shows the children one of his own tricks, making them gasp in surprise, and flashes of what could be their lives soon start popping into his mind.

King of the Woodlands T 3138

Laurent is a Disney Princess with a habit of collecting strays.

Kiss Me Better T 6903

Erasmus has settled in Patras and slowly getting used to his new life. As they spend more time together, Torveld finds himself falling for him, not the slave or possession but him. But shadows of Erasmus's past loom over him and Torveld tries each day to help ease away the scars. But there Torveld things-even with all his power as prince- may not be able to just wipe away.

Captive Princes EX 49854

Only one fell, but two princes were killed at Marlas. The boy Laurent was died that day, and a new one took his place, formed by the Regent's unspeakable desires. Starting at Marlas and going beyond the end of Kings Rising, this is Laurent's story.

On a bed of white flowers EX 21132

Laurent's thoughts, from Captive Prince to Kings Rising.

second child EX 23609

The most memorable moments of the Captive Prince series told sequentially through Laurent’s eyes.

Idol G 1552 SERIES

Laurent has a scene set up before him in the front play room: two chairs each with a doll sitting in them, a stuffed teddy bear with leaves on its head sat atop a box, and a large pillow wearing a hat and what looks like Laurent’s outer dress propped up against some books. They are all facing Laurent himself, who is standing on top of a short stool proudly. Auguste walks in on Laurent pretending to be him.

A field of golden flowers G 6364

Instead of fighting the war where Damen kills Auguste, Damen and Laurent meet as kids. Cuteness (and some awkwardness) ensues. All it takes are a few flowers and a horse.

Kindred Spirits T 4743

Portraits of the royal families of Akielos and Vere growing up.

Maps T 2051

Laurent, on the eve of two wars.

Blood of the Covenant T 2123

The story of the sapphire boy and stone cold prince, from beginning to end. The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb, and sometimes the family you form is stronger than the family you have.

Flower Trembling on the Vine NR 8497

Or, Five times Erasmus was afraid, and one time he wasn't.

The Little Prince's Clothes G 1645

The small golden Prince does not want to dress up in stifling clothes and manages to escape his servants before they can put clothes on him. Soon the whole castle is looking for him and Auguste has to be pulled out of work to help. Meanwhile, Laurent is enjoying his freedom and wonders if he could see a unicorn one day. He does have a fast pony.

on friendship T 1194

Nikandros remembers seeing Laurent, and thinking quite clearly, Oh no.

storm's eye G 3031

If Nikandros hated himself enough, he could imagine that Damianos would walk through the door at any time. He could imagine him opening his arms in welcome, his face bright in a laugh, challenging Nikandros to a wrestle in the training arena. As if they were children again. But Nikandros had not come to Ios to meet Damen. Nikandros had come for the funeral.

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four-loose-screws · 26 days ago

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Chapter 2: Battle at the Border

Part 5: Sonya’s Secret

The Newly Reborn Knights of Zofia marched as quickly as they could towards the summit of Fear Mountain to rescue Silque. They were so afraid of General Nuibaba that their fear actually took their minds off of all other matters. The Medusa spell had a ninety percent chance of causing instant death. Though they could very well be marching to their deaths, their resolve was greater than their fear, and this was exactly the kind of situation they had honed their fighting spirits and combat skills for.

At the base of Fear Mountain, they were intercepted by a Witch army, who appeared to be the forces led by the Witch that kidnapped Silque, and openly introduced themselves as soldiers of the proud General Nuibaba. Their leader Marla fought on the front line to the very end, even as Delthea’s Aura spell dyed her army’s dark robes red with their own blood, one after the other.

Finally, Alm’s sword sliced Marla’s shoulder wide open.

“Sonya!” Marla screamed as she collapsed.

Alm assumed Sonya was the name of another Witch army general they would cross paths with and fight later.

Sonya, a Mage in Mila’s Restoration Army, had a magic soul bond with a certain person very important to her.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through her chest. “Marla!” She cried out in response, awaking her from her light but sound sleep.

Sonya’s eyes darted around and surveyed her surroundings, painted in the purple darkness of the moments just before dawn. The rest of the army did not stir even an inch in their sleep underneath the branches of the giant trees surrounding them. Relieved to see that her scream had not disturbed anyone else’s sleep, she stood up and left their campsite to wash the cold sweat off her face in the water nearby. The Archanean sisters’ three falcons all looked up to watch her walk away, instinctively worried by the fact that she was going somewhere alone.

Their riders had flown them several times around the nearby gorge, which was behind the Temple of Mila and cut through the forest that surrounded it. They knew that Dead Man’s Mire was nearby, territory of Jedah, leader of the Duma Faithful. Celica and the others had decided to wait until the sun was high in the sky to attack, and set up their camp near the edge of the forest.

The water flowing out of a crack in a nearby boulder felt good on Sonya’s cold sweat, and she wiped the back of her neck several times. The water flowed into a small, thin stream, and the small ripples appearing atop it were caused by her tears.

As a great and powerful Mage who had accomplished much all by herself, from mastering Excalibur to even temporarily taking the desert kingdom on the Zofian border as her own, it was not befitting of her at all to cry. She was hiding her face in her hands when someone knelt down next to her at the edge of the stream.

As her heart pounded in her chest, the person put a hand on her heaving shoulder from behind. It was Celica.

Sonya quickly stood and fixed herself up. “I apologize for disturbing your sleep.” She looked away from Celica.

“This isn’t like you.” Celica said.

“There is nothing else more embarrassing for me than this.” Sonya wiped the one remaining tear from her cheek.

Celica had heard her cry out in her sleep and followed after her, worried that she might be dreading today’s battle against Jedah. “Who is Marla?”

“She is a proud Witch who serves directly at Nuibaba’s side. He is the general of the Duma Faithful’s dark magic army.” Sonya answered.

Celica could of course sense that was not the entire story. That alone could not be the reason for Sonya’s tears.

Sonya looked at Celica, her expression asking for more, even if she did not speak the words aloud. “And she is my now deceased sister. You are the general I have sworn to serve. I will tell you everything.” Sonya said before continuing, “I hate Jedah, the leader of the Duma Faithful. It is my greatest desire to kill him myself. It is also the sole reason why I asked to join your army. I hope you can understand that I have not always participated in your army because I believe Mila should be restored to her rightful place.

“I have two sisters. Marla is the oldest, I am the middle child, and Hestia is the youngest. I didn’t know for certain if they were alive or dead. But now I know that at least Marla was alive.”

For Sonya, the premonition she received of Marla’s death was proof that she had still been alive. And the cruelty of it explained to Celica the reason for Sonya’s tears.

But her sisters were not Sonya’s only secret.

“Although I am now a grown woman who has given up on love and compassion, I still have my memories of the fleeting days I spent with my sisters as a child. But those are the only memories I have with them. I did not get to be a teenager, and they probably did not either. Because our father sold us to Duma. Our father sacrificed our souls to Duma in exchange for the position he coveted within the Duma Faithful.”

“My soul was impure because I hated my father so much, and so I was deemed unfit to be used as an offering, and was cast away from Duma’s altar. That was the best thing that could have happened to me. I swore to take revenge against our father that could sell my sisters’ souls so easily, and chose my path of becoming a lone Mage.”

Just before Sonya spoke the words aloud, Celica finally realized what she was getting at.

“My father, who sold his daughters to Duma… whom I hate more than anything… is Jedah himself.”

Sonya’s words made Celica look away.

Sonya was one of Jedah’s daughters, and he had sold her in exchange for his position as the leader of the Duma Faithful.

Celica was hit by a wave of deep emotions. ‘Did Jedah think of his daughters as nothing more than livestock? Or that if they loved their father, they would be more than happy to sacrifice themselves? If so, then what is a father truly supposed to be? What does that make us, who believe that fathers love their children unconditionally? We are all someone’s child. And we could become someone’s parent one day. Are we, as parents and children, going in circles, living in an illusion that tells us love is real?’

“He may be my father, but it is because he is my father that he is my enemy. I must be the one to kill him.”

As Sonya finished her story and a chill went down Celica’s spine, a voice echoed from within the cracked rock and the shadows of the sycamore trees. “And you have no doubts?”

The source of the voice appeared, wearing the robes of a member of the Mila Faithful. It was the Sage Nomah, leader of Novis’ priory. He was the teacher Celica completed her religious studies under, until she eventually transcended to Priestess. He was also the person to grant her permission to travel and find a way to save Mila.

Nomah was supposed to remain at Novis Priory, teaching other clergy Units. For him to be in a remote location like this, within the Duma Faithful’s territory no less, was an exception within an exception. However, for him to appear in person must mean he had a very serious reason to do so. Celica avoided asking him why he was so brazenly acting outside of his sacred position, and knelt down before him. Sonya followed suit.

“I will ask you once more.” Nomah said as he walked towards them with the support of his Sage’s staff, carved from the trunk of an old tree. “Sonya, do you have no doubts? Do you have no pleasant memories of him embracing you?”

“I do not.” She said without hesitation.

“Then take this.” Nomah handed Sonya, who was still kneeling, a ring.

It was the Mage Ring. Mages are different from Units who wield physical weapons - their greatest specialty is their ability to attack from afar. The Mage Ring is a miraculous talisman that further extends the spellcasting range of whoever wears it. With it, Sonya could target Jedah no matter how large a wall of soldiers he surrounded himself with.

Though Sonya was a very strong Mage, Jedah’s position as leader of the Duma Faithful meant that he possessed even greater magical power. She had never known whether or not she could win against him, and her resolve to kill her father was nothing more than a wish. But Nomah’s gift allowed it to now become the duty fate bestowed upon her, that she must live her life to fulfill.

Some would say it was cruel, and yes, there really was nothing more cruel in the entire world. This could possibly be the first time she felt how inhumane it was for her to be attempting to kill her own father, as her hand was shaking when she took the ring. But once she had taken it, she became resolute in her decision, and cast aside all doubts. When she put the Mage Ring on her right middle finger, she did not hesitate. Then, she thanked Nomah and walked away.

“Celica,” Nomah said as they watched Sonya leave, “I have heard that Mila was sealed away within Falchion by Emperor Rudolf himself. I cannot comprehend how that could have happened.” He sat down on the cracked rock, keeping his staff upright by balancing it beneath his chin.

“Such a thing cannot be done so easily. He may be an emperor, but it is unprecedented that a god would become so weak that they could be sealed away at the hands of one Unit. Our current situation is so dire that it has shaken the very foundation that the Mila Faithful has been built upon for thousands of years.”

“But be that as it may, Mila is lost.” Celica said. She had seen everything with her own eyes. The lid of Mila’s crypt, smashed to pieces on the ground. Her physical body nowhere to be seen. And the priest Emperor Rudolf left alive to give her his message.

“Everything you say is true. Mila has been sealed away by Emperor Rudolf. Celica,” Nomah sighed again. “I am worried that Mila herself wanted to be sealed away by Rudolf. I cannot shake the feeling that is what actually happened. It is the only way I can accept the fact that she was sealed within Falchion so easily. Everything that is happening… from the insurrection in Zofia, to the war between Rigel and Zofia that followed, to the holy war between us and the Duma Faithful, to Mila being sealed away and Duma achieving total domination… What if it is all not a wicked plot crafted by Duma, but instead a series of events Mila and Duma planned out together?”

“But what could they possibly hope to gain by doing so?” Celica asked. “Valentia is falling apart. Both the land itself and her soul. Sonya’s tragic decision is symbolic of that. The gods are the parents of all Valentians. What good could come out of making their children suffer?”

“That is what I do not know.” Nomah said. “And because I do not know, I came here to find out everything. May I join you in your travels, Celica? I promise I will not be a burden to you.”

She couldn’t imagine that he could ever become a burden. His spiritual powers were greater than ever in his old age, granting him the ability to cast Sagittae, a light magic spell even more powerful than Aura, making him stronger than any other Unit currently in her army.

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fnafsilvereyes · 1 year ago

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Marla: I’m surrounded by simps.

Points at Carlton: You simp for a fake Charlie

Carlton: In my defence she was hot

Points at Jessica: You simp for Charlie and her brother

Jessica: Is that really a crime? Those twins are very attractive

Points at John: And you must be the biggest simp for Charlie I’ve ever seen.

John: I don’t mean to come across that way

Points at Charlie: And you… I don’t actually know if you simp for anyone

Charlie: That’s because I’m a master at hiding my emotions

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mudassirmyo · 3 months ago

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Phases of DHA Lahore

DHA Lahore is divided into several phases, each with its own distinct characteristics.

Phase 1: The foundation of DHA, Phase 1, is one of the earliest and most well-established phases. It consists mainly of large residential plots and is characterized by mature infrastructure and green spaces.

Phase 2: With modern facilities and excellent urban planning, Phase 2 is known for its high-end properties and well-maintained public spaces.

Phase 3-7: These phases represent the gradual expansion of DHA and offer a mix of residential and commercial opportunities. Many areas in these phases are fully developed and have become desirable locations for new residents.

Phase 8-9: Considered the "new DHA," these phases offer state-of-the-art infrastructure, contemporary designs, and cutting-edge facilities. As development continues, these phases are fast becoming hotspots for new investments.

Master Planning and Infrastructure

DHA Lahore’s meticulous master planning ensures that all phases benefit from wide roads, extensive green belts, and underground utilities. The housing society takes pride in maintaining parks, recreational areas, and strict zoning laws to prevent overcrowding and maintain a serene environment.

Real Estate Market in DHA Lahore

When it comes to real estate, DHA Lahore is a goldmine for buyers and investors. Whether you are interested in residential properties such as villas, apartments, or plots, DHA offers a range of options to suit different preferences and budgets. The plot sizes typically range from 5 Marla to 2 Kanal, allowing buyers to choose according to their needs. Prices vary significantly depending on the phase and property size.

For those looking at commercial properties, DHA has ample opportunities for businesses with its well-planned commercial areas, ensuring a steady flow of customers and high returns on investment.

Lifestyle and Community Living

Living in DHA Lahore means more than just owning property. It’s about being part of a community that values quality of life. Residents enjoy well-maintained parks, community clubs, and sports facilities, such as DHA Sports Complexes, offering everything from tennis courts to swimming pools.

Educational Institutions in DHA Lahore

DHA is home to some of the most prestigious educational institutions in Lahore. Renowned schools like Lahore Grammar School and Beaconhouse School System have campuses spread across various phases, ensuring that children receive top-notch education within a short commute.

Healthcare Facilities in DHA Lahore

Access to medical services is another major perk for DHA residents. From general hospitals to specialized clinics, such as National Hospital, residents have access to excellent healthcare facilities that ensure their well-being.

Shopping, Dining, and Entertainment

When it comes to leisure and shopping, DHA Lahore doesn’t disappoint. Popular shopping destinations like Y Block Commercial Area and Packages Mall offer everything from high-end fashion to daily essentials. Dining options are abundant, with a variety of cafes, restaurants, and fast food outlets catering to different tastes.

Security and Safety

One of the biggest draws of DHA Lahore is its unmatched security. The entire area is gated, with 24/7 surveillance and patrols. DHA security works in tandem with local police to ensure a safe living environment, making it an ideal choice for families.

Environmental Initiatives

DHA Lahore is known for its commitment to sustainability. The community engages in several green initiatives, such as tree plantation campaigns and the development of green belts, ensuring that it remains a healthy and eco-friendly place to live.

Investment Opportunities in DHA Lahore

Investors have long been drawn to DHA Lahore because of its reputation for offering solid returns. As property values continue to rise, investing in DHA remains a smart choice for those looking to grow their wealth. From renting out properties to long-term sales, DHA offers plenty of opportunities for both small and large investors.

Challenges Faced by DHA Lahore

Like any rapidly growing area, DHA Lahore does face some challenges, such as traffic congestion in certain phases due to the growing population. However, the development of new roads and connections to the Lahore Ring Road is helping to alleviate these issues.

Future of DHA Lahore

Looking ahead, DHA Lahore has ambitious expansion plans. New phases are in the pipeline, and there is a strong focus on introducing more advanced infrastructure and green initiatives. The future of DHA Lahore looks promising, with ongoing projects ensuring it remains a top-tier housing society for years to come.

Conclusion

DHA Lahore has established itself as a premium residential and commercial area that combines luxury, security, and modern living. Its prime location, coupled with world-class infrastructure and a vibrant community, makes it an ideal choice for anyone looking to invest or settle in Lahore. As it continues to expand and evolve, DHA Lahore will remain a benchmark for urban living in Pakistan.

FAQs

What is the starting price of a house in DHA Lahore?

Prices for a house in DHA Lahore can start from PKR 2-3 crore for smaller properties and go up depending on the size and location.

How secure is DHA Lahore for families?

DHA Lahore is known for its top-notch security, with 24/7 surveillance, gated communities, and dedicated security teams ensuring a safe environment for families.

What is the difference between various phases of DHA Lahore?

Each phase in DHA varies in terms of development, pricing, and infrastructure, with newer phases offering more modern amenities while older phases provide a more established community.

#real estate #propertyforsale #propertyinvestment #realtor

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Fight Club and Imposter Syndrome

Chewing the Fat; To chat in a leisurely and prolonged way.

"we were chewing the fat, telling stories about the old days"

"We were selling their own fat asses back them" -- Jack talking about his side hustle of making Soap from infectious human waste. (From a lipo suction clinic.)

[Paper Street Soap Company] A paper street is a road, or street that is included on a map, but was never built; or never intended to be built. Or; a fabricated address entirely.

This is where I'm going to take a logical leap, and apply some assumptions;

A Paper Street, in a fictional context is every street. Any street that exists in a book is therefore a "paper street". The soap they make from "fat" is the stories people tell about themselves; fact or fiction.

And the lady at the counter "This is the best soap I've ever seen." She was obviously a fan; but I've heard the phrase before... I may have even said something similar.

Durden: "Of course it is; because it's your fat ass lady."

Palahniuk/Fincher: "Of course it is; because it's your story."

This part is an ode to the story writing process. You collect stories; from newspapers, from people, from "chewing the Fat".

You then take that information; add a little *lie* to obfuscate certain details, you boil it out, and render the fat. Skim the tallow, mix a dash of sawdust (filler) with the glycerine in the right parts of the story and you have Nitroglycerin; the climax of the story.

"Anybody could do this job; we're just selling their own story back to them." - The duality of being a writer. Even a master writer (a master baiter) must feel this. Of course; they've done the work they transformed the source material, wherever they derive their inspiration from into something unrecognizable from the source.

But they still remember the very beginning;

"Yes. I'm selling some clothes." - Marla after stealing some clothes from a laundry mat to a pawn shop across the street.

Depicting the feeling of taking somebody else's image, and selling it for a profit; for other people to wear like used clothes bought from a consignment shop.

"This is a bridesmaid's dress, somebody loved this intensely for one day; then poof... I got it for a dollar." - That same Marla trying out other people's stories for herself; completely forgetting exactly how those clothes must've ended up in consignment...

The Good; Soap makes things clean.

The Bad; God Complex, Stealing

The Ugly; It's all lye.

Geddit? Because the first line in any writing is called "The Hook" so they're "Master Baiters"?

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"Foolish" (1999) is a comedy film produced by Master P under his label, No Limit Films. Master P also wrote the film with Eddie Griffin, Anthony D, and Tony Wilson. The movie features a large cast, including Master P, Eddie Griffin, Amie Petersen, Andrew Dice Clay, Jonathan Banks, and Bill Nunn. The soundtrack is a mixture of soul, funk, and hip-hop, with several tracks performed by No Limit members. It peaked at #32 on the Billboard 200 and #10 on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums.

Overall, this movie is a decent independent comedy with Master P helping advance hip-hop artists' presence in the film industry. Eddie Griffin was an all-star comedian at the time, and he was in the middle of starring in the T.V. show "Malcolm and Eddie" with Malcolm-Jamal Warner. The movie cuts to several standup routines with Griffin and other comedians, which adds some context to the film.

Director: Dave Meyers Writers: Master P, Eddie Griffin, Anthony D, Tony Wilson

Starring Eddie Griffin, Master P, Amie Petersen, Frank Sivero, Daphne Duplaix, Jonathan Banks, Andrew Dice Clay, Sven-Ole Thorsen, Marla Gibbs, Traci Bingham, Bill Nunn, John Marlo, Clifton Powell, Anthony Johnson, Anthony Boswell, Marqel Lee, Honest John, Bill Duke, Nick Meaney

Storyline Miles "Foolish" Waise (Eddie Griffin) is a fast-rising phenomenon on the local comedy nightclub scene. While his manager wants him to sell out and make the big bucks, Foolish wants to chill out and make his audience happy. He's also got to put up with the half-baked schemes of his always scammin' brother Quentin "Fifty Dollah" Waise (Master P) - a small-time hoodlum whose secret dream is to start a comedy club with Foolish. But when the two brothers get caught up in a gun-toting prank that goes bad, Quentin finds himself on the wrong side of the hood's most ruthless drug lord, the infamous El Dorado Ron (Andrew Dice Clay).

Available on DVD and streaming services

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Courage Under Fire |Pre War 3| Band of Brothers

some how I missed posting this. opps.

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Pre War Three

Dec. 1941

Bill looked up when he heard the slamming of the front door that led to the Stewart house, Olivia had just stormed out of the house and was going down the short flight of steps.

"Hey Doll, what's wrong?" he asked, pulling himself away from the small group of friends that he was with playing dice.

"My fucking mother is what happened." She cursed, patting the pockets of her skirt for her pack of smokes, cursing again when she didn't find them.

Amused about how flustered she was, Bill pulled his own pack out and held it out to her.

"Thanks." She muttered as she took it from him. 'She comes in and is acting like she runs the whole goddamn place. Overrides Andie."

Katherine McHale was James Stewart's ex-wife and the mother of the twins, Marla and their 5 older brothers and a woman who hated that she birthed two girls and took her anger out on Olivia who was the favorite from the time she was born.

"What is she even doing here?" He asked shrugging off his coat to put it over her shoulders, if there was one thing about Olivia that he would always remember was that she always hated the cold weather. And Philly got to be freezing compared to Charleston.

"Mine and Bobby's 18th birthday, she thinks that because 18 years ago she had to get cut open to have us, she deserves a party too."

Bill was all too familiar with Katherine McHale, she came once or twice a year to see the kids with whatever man she was with at the time. And she always raised a fuss wherever she went. Olivia's hair wasn't done in the right style, the clothes she was wearing were too raggedy. She was too much like a tomboy, she shouldn't be chasing after her brothers or Bill and his brothers. She wasn't the perfect version of the southern belle that Katherine had envisioned.

And Katherine hated it.

"She is sleeping with Marla and me too. We have to say the rosary every night and in the morning."

Bill couldn't help himself. He started laughing, she sounded so defeated and angry that it was almost funny.

"It's not funny Bill! She is sleeping in my bed with me! Do you know how uncomfortable that is?" She questioned as she finally lit the smoke she had in her hand, "She read my diary! While we were at school. She knows everything."

"Everything?" Bill paused in lighting his own smoke surprised, he knew that both Stewart girls and James kept journals and recorded everything in them.

"Mhmm," She hummed through an exhale of smoke, "She threatened to send me to the convent that Aunt Cissy is thinking about joining because I lost my virginity."

"You what?" He was surprised and hurt that she actually did that, especially after it being such a hot-button topic for them and the whole reason why he ended up cheating on her with Evie.

"Yeah, after the deb ball." She answered, her eyes focused down the street to the mail truck that was slowly making its way down the street. From what he had been told about the party from not only Olivia but Robert who went as one of the other girls' escorts there had been a lot of drinking before, during, and after the party, and well into the morning hours.

"Don't look at me like that Billy, it just happened." She didn't feel like she had to explain herself to him, sure, they had done everything but the deed when they were together. And she felt guilty about it but she couldn't bring herself to do it. They had tried, twice, but nothing ever came of it but frustration on Bill's part.

"You can't really be mad about it. You slept with Evie numerous times. You made your choice and I made my own. We are both our own people."

"I know," he admitted as she slid closer to his body for his heat, he knew there was time she wanted to forgive him and take him back then he would make the same mistake with Evie and set them back to square one.

A place that Olivia and Evie could never get past.

Mostly out of hurt on the former's part.

It was a vicious merry-go-round that never stopped.

They fell into a comfortable silence, listening to the shouts of laughter and curses from the boy down the street playing dice and the quieter laughter and conversations from the older men including their fathers. Bill almost felt at peace with her leaning against his side, humming softly. It almost felt right for them to be like this.

"Olivia Franklin!" Katherine exclaimed coming out of the house startling them out of their peaceful moment and for those playing the dice game down the street to stop and look.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like Katherine?" She sassed in return, "I am smoking. I am not fucking."

Bill turned his head so it was buried in her hair to cover up his laughter. Sometimes she was so serious that everyone forgot that she was just a girl.

"Olivia, who taught you how to talk like that?" Katherine put her hand on her heart trying to settle her rapidly beating heart. She held her free hand out to tick off names, "Uncle Finn, Grandpa, Great Grandpa, Great Great Grandpa, Great Grandma. My brothers."

"Me." Bill laughed, "Henry."

"Papa G." She added with her own laugh, but with Bill's dad, it was Italian curse words, words that Bill never really picked up.

"Basically anyone really," Bobby added, he had come down the street with a stack of mail. He held out a smaller stack that included a small box to his twin who grinned. "You definitely made an admirer out of Nix. And his family. I am sure if he wasn't getting married on the 18th, there would be a formal engagement proposal in that stack of letters."

His eyes went to Bill who was glowering with anger and jealousy. There had been several times in the past few months when Olivia went out with one of the other boys in their class where he had reacted the same way. Bill was very set in the mindset that Olivia was his and his alone. And her dating was messing stuff up for him.

"I am going to go inside and read these." She said before handing the unfinished smoke to Bobby and going back into the house.

"Nix as in Lewis Nixon? Helen's cousin?" Katherine asked, blocking her path back into the house.

"Yes. Lewis Nixon. Who is getting married in a few weeks. That I will never marry." Olivia was firm on that, she cared for Lewis and he cared for and loved spoiling her but they were both holding out for that great love.

And they knew they weren't it for each other.

"Great guy, though, great in bed." She smirked before pushing past her mother and into the house. Her twin's laughter followed her as she shut the door and went up the stairs.

"Katherine, just let her go." James Sr, the twins' father said having come down the street, worried that his ex-wife was going to slap his daughter again.

"Did you hear what she said to me?"

"I did but as of Sunday she is an adult and she can say and do what she wants."

James had always raised his daughters to be equal to his sons and she would have the same chances at least within their family if not the real world. He knew that she had dreamed of going to get her nursing degree but they couldn't afford it so she was going to settle for volunteering at the VA hospital in hopes they would hire her into their program.

They were all too proud to take the money from Fredrick, who had been extremely adamant that a chunk of money be left to Olivia, Robert, and Marla. And that money can be used for school or weddings.

"Do you know," Katherine spat, "that she is having premarital sex?"

James had put two and two together after the deb that he went down for, and honestly, he couldn't get mad at her for doing the same thing that her brothers had done.

"Yes, as long as she doesn't end up pregnant before she is married, it's fine."

"I knew I should’ve raised them. She wouldn't be doing this."

"No, she would just be dead and buried in the Stewart family cemetery." Robert spat as Bill slipped past them into the house to go check on her.

Thankfully Marla took the younger kids to the park and weren't home yet and were out of the line of fire for Katherine.

"You don't know that Robert."

"Yes! I do! If it wouldn't have been for Lewis stepping in, you would have killed her last summer."

"That isn't true!"

Bill knocked on Olivia's bedroom door once and slipped into the room just in time to see the window close.

"You good?"

"Fine." She returned, shrugging off his coat and holding it out to him.

He took steps to take it back from her but instead pulled her to him, dropping the coat to the ground.

"Bill? What're you doing?" He shook his head and pressed his lips against hers.

Finally, he kissed her like he had wanted to since she came back from Charleston.

"We can't do this." She muttered putting her hands on his chest to push away from him.

"Who is going to stop us babe?" She chewed on her bottom lip in thought before raising herself up on her toes and kissing him again letting him pull her in closer to him.

Maybe she needed to stop being so straight-laced and doing things for herself.

She had always followed the rules and was a good daughter, sister, and friend, and looked at where that got her.

A whole lot of nowhere and hurt.

And it was time to not be like that anymore.

***

December 7th, 1941

South Philly

"You are so going to hell." Marla teased her sister who came out of the confessional booth, her cheeks flushed, a smirk playing on the corner of her mouth.

"So? Adam and Eve did the same thing. If God didn't want us to do stuff like this then he wouldn't have created man and woman or given us temptation."

The younger Stewart sister laughed and looped their elbows together, ever since this thing with Bill started, her sister became a new Olivia, one that she enjoyed.

It was a mix of the old Olivia and the one from Charleston, so they were getting the best of both worlds.

"Did Bill say anything about what he wanted to do tonight with you and Bobby?" She asked, they were the last two to leave the church.

Bobby had fled the first chance he got, followed quickly by their brother Lee and his pregnant wife.

Their father had stayed home with the other grandkids who were too young to attend a full two-hour-long mass and he was using the twins' birthday party that night as another excuse to not attend church.

Their stepmother Andie was teaching a Sunday school class so it would just be them.

"No, he had to go right to the factory for work." She said, "He was going to try and get Bobby on too."

"Daddy won't like that." the younger girl mused as they started down the street towards the house, "he doesn't even like you going down to the VA hospital."

"I know he doesn't but that's the only way I can get into the nursing program. If I get picked.”

'You could just join the Red Cross."

"Shut your mouth Marla Elizabeth. You know what Great-Great Pawpaw would do if he knew his precious "Liddy" was in the Red Cross." Olivia personally thought there was nothing wrong with the Red Cross but her great-great-grandfather and in turn great grandfather had issues with it.

"Just a suggestion." The younger girl shrugged before pausing by the corner store that had the news playing, "The Japanese have bombed Pearl Harbor."

"What did they just say?" One of the other girls that was passing asked stopping dead in her tracks like most of the other people on the street.

"Shh." Olivia hushed as she gripped her sister's hand desperately.

"Liv, aren't Nicholas and James there?" Marla asked, squeezing her cold fingers.

"Nicky is. So is Uncle Tommy." She answered, "Jimmy is on the Enterprise I think." Her heart was jumping from her throat to her stomach like it was its business.

"We need to get home now," Marla commented she knew that her father or older brothers who were still home preparing for the twins' birthday party weren't going to leave to hunt them down like they would have if they hadn't just got this news.

"Liv!' she demanded, pulling her hand again. The older sister nodded her head numbly and let her pull her to the house.

To both Olivia and Marla's surprise, Bill was sitting on the couch next to Bobby who stood up once his sisters came into the living room, he crossed the room quickly and pulled them both into hugs.

"Everything is going to be okay." He assured them, he had been repeating that since he had turned on the radio when he got home. "I am sure they are safe." Bill held his hand out to Olivia who pulled herself away from her brother and took it. He tugged her until she was sitting on his lap.

She curled into him almost instinctively, her fingers catching the ones that were resting on her hip.

That's where Evie found them almost an hour later, cuddled up on the couch, lips moving in silent prayer, they had all known even without the president announcing it that they were going to war and the boys. Almost all the boys in the neighborhood could be drafted and the ones who couldn't be drafted would try and join up. They both knew Bill well enough to know that he would do this. Same with Robert.

Evie was sure the first thing tomorrow morning Bobby would go down to the recruiter's office and join up.

And Evie worried for Liv, the twins had never been separated by far distances. They had thought it would be good to try and separate them when she was going to Charleston but there was a fit thrown, and it was agreed that he would go with Olivia and Marla.

Honestly, Evie couldn't see the twins not being with each other, their dad tried to separate them when Liv was going to Charleston but Bobby rarely pitched a fit for himself. Pitched one. He refused to be away from his sisters and he would have run away to be there.

It was that freaky twin thing.

"Evie." Olivia's voice shook her out of their thoughts and she turned to look at the girl, she was surprised to see her holding her hand out to her. The girl took it and sat down on the couch next to the couple, as messed up as it was, maybe this was something that they needed to get their friendship back on track.

#ash writes #oc: olivia stewart #oc: evie jenkins #bill guarnere #wild bill guarnere #band of brothers #band of brothers fan fiction #bill guarnere imagines #bill guarnere fan fiction

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Queer MTL : quoi faire en janvier 2024 / Queer MTL things to do: January 2024

La nouvelle année commence, et avec elle, une toute nouvelle saison de plaisir queer! Ce mois-ci, Montréal propose une foule d’événements, de soirées et d’expériences uniques qui font briller toutes les nuances de l’arc-en-ciel LGBTQ+. Entre prestations drag et activités communautaires, festivals bien en vue et événements underground, voici notre sélection des choses les plus gaies à faire dans la ville. Pour rester à l’affût de tout ajout, suivez Queer MTL sur Instagram, Twitter, Facebook et Tumblr! Vous présentez un événement? Écrivez-nous!

It’s time for a new year to begin, and with it comes a whole new season of queer fun! This month, Montréal is stuffed to the brim with events, parties and unique experiences painted in all the colours of the LGBTQ+ rainbow. From drag to community, circuit to underground, here’s some of our picks for the best LGBTQ+ things to do in the city. For further announcements, including those not announced at time of publication, follow Queer MTL on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and Tumblr! Got an event coming up? DM it our way!

LEGEND

🎥 Cinema 👑 Drag 🥳 Parties 🎶 Concert ✊ Activism 🏳️‍⚧️ Trans 🏳️‍🌈 Community 😆 Comedy 🎭 Performance 💪 Sports and Dance 👯‍♀️ Dance 🎤 Karaoke 🎨 Arts 📚 Literary / Educational 👠 Ballroom / Vogue

Mercredi 3 janvier / Wednesday, January 3 👑 Full Gisèle : Après-Noël avec Gisèle Lullaby, Marla Deer, Bobépine, Velma Jones et Kelly Torrieli, Cabaret Mado

🎨 Drink & Draw par @Hommehomo, Bar Le Cocktail

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives gaies du Québec, en commémoration des 40 ans des Archives gaies du Québec

Jeudi 4 janvier / Thursday, January 4 👑 Soirée King with George Édouard Baron des bois du matin and Cismon Genderfuck, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Girls’ Night Out : Dancing Queen with Krystella Fame, Kiara, Démone Lastrange and Misty Waterfalls, Cabaret Mado

👑 Canada’s Drag Race Season 4 Viewing Party with Uma Gahd, Bar Le Cocktail

🎨 Art Battle Montréal, Bar La Shop

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Vendredi 5 janvier / Friday, January 5 👑 Vendredi Fou with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Nana, Jimmy Moore, Celes, Démone Lastrange and Victoria de Rockwell, Cabaret Mado

🤠 Club Bolo—Danse Country Montréal meet on Fridays at the Association sportive et communautaire du Centre-Sud

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Samedi 6 janvier / Saturday, January 6 👑 Drôles de Drags with Miss Butterfly, Ciathanight, Crystal Starz or Emma Déjàvu in rotation, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Nana, Jimmy Moore, Celes, Démone Lastrange and Victoria de Rockwell, Cabaret Mado

😂 The 2nd Annual Quiz Master Brian Montréal Trivia Championships with Quiz Master Brian, Burgundy Lion

🎤 Bareoke: Strip Karaoke, Café Cléopatra

🥳 Queen & Queer’s call for beginner and emerging DJs to spin at their upcoming club nights closes today. See here for details.

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Dimanche 7 janvier / Sunday, January 7 👑 Dimanche Show with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Le Tracy Show with Tracy Trash, Marla Deer, Niko Lubie, Ruby Doll and Bobépine, Cabaret Mado

Lundi 8 janvier / Monday, January 8 👑 Ego Trip : Bonne Féte Walter with Walter Ego, Pétula Claque, Jay Show, Ruby Doll, RV Métal, Rock Bière and Fay Miss, Cabaret Mado

Mardi 9 janvier / Tuesday, January 9 👑 Full Gisèle : Star Académie with Gisèle Lullaby, Pétula Claque, Serge La Drag, Crystal Starz, Misty Waterfalls and Eden Ashes, Cabaret Mado

🎶 Plaid with Automatisme, Théâtre Fairmount

😆 Stand Up St. Henri Open Mic focusing on women, non-binary, queer and allied comedians, Impro Montréal

Mercredi 10 janvier / Wednesday, January 10 👑 4 Queens Pour Nous with Venus, Denim, Aurora Matrix and Kiara, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Jeudi 11 janvier / Thursday, January 11 🎭 Cabaret Queer with Tracy Trash, Justin Jackson, Tina Leon, Crystal Starz, Eva Lou Rhinelander & Ilse Baryshnikov, Fabien L’Amour and Sasha Baga, Cabaret Mado

👑 Canada’s Drag Race Season 4 Viewing Party with Uma Gahd, Bar Le Cocktail

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Vendredi 12 janvier / Friday, January 12 🥳 Cerise Noire goth night with Shillelagh Jones and Elizabeth Leslie, Bar NDQ

👑 Vendredi Fou with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Nana, Kiara, Lana Dalida and Kitana, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 Spring Into Action 2024: Outrage, call for submissions closes today, QPIRG | GRIP McGill

🤠 Club Bolo—Danse Country Montréal meet on Fridays at the Association sportive et communautaire du Centre-Sud

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Samedi 13 janvier / Saturday, January 13 📚 The Violet Hour Book Club reads Leila Marshy’s The Philistine, Archives gaies du Québec

👑 Drôles de Drags with Miss Butterfly, Ciathanight, Crystal Starz or Emma Déjàvu in rotation, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Nana, Kiara, Lana Dalida and Kitana, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 Montréal Women’s Club: Intro to Dating + Brunch, Montréal Women’s Club

👯 Tango/Salsa Queer holds lessons every Saturday, visit queertangomtl.com for information or contact [email protected] or call +1 (514) 709-4678 for prices and signup information, Espaces des Arts

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Dimanche 14 janvier / Sunday, January 14 👑 Bonne fête Chouchoune with Michel Dorion and Crystal Starz, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Le Tracy Show with Tracy Trash, Pétula Claque, Sasha Baga, Lulu Shade and Robin Brutal, Cabaret Mado

Lundi 15 janvier / Monday, January 15 👑 Bière et Métal with Foxy Lexxi Brown and Fabien L’Amour, Cabaret Mado

Mardi 16 janvier / Tuesday, January 16 💪 PWHL Montreal—Season 2023-2024, Place Bell

👑 Full Gisèle : Mean Girls with Gisèle Lullaby, Pétula Claque, Sasha Baga, Lulu Shade, Lady Guidoune and Démone LaStrange, Cabaret Mado

😆 Stand Up St. Henri Open Mic focusing on women, non-binary, queer and allied comedians, Impro Montréal

Mercredi 17 janvier / Wednesday, January 17 👑 La fabuleuse guerre des pouces! with Jessie Précieuse, Victoire de Rockwell, Kelly Torrieli and Kitana, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Jeudi 18 janvier / Thursday, January 18 🎶 Madonna: The Celebration Tour with Bob the Drag Queen, Centre Bell

👑 Sashalicious : F*ck les Résolutions with Sasha Baga, Kelly Torrieli, Kitana and Miss Daniels Vyxen, Cabaret Mado

👑 Canada’s Drag Race Season 4 Viewing Party with Uma Gahd, Bar Le Cocktail

😆 Music Trivia with Quiz Master Brian, MainLine Theatre

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Vendredi 19 janvier / Friday, January 19 😆 Nataly Aukar: My Turn to Talk, Le Studio TD

👑 Vendredi Fou with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Cabaret Mado

🤠 Club Bolo—Danse Country Montréal meet on Fridays at the Association sportive et communautaire du Centre-Sud

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Samedi 20 janvier / Saturday, January 20 🎶 Madonna: The Celebration Tour with Bob the Drag Queen, Centre Bell

🥳 MPU: Truth or Dare | Édition Spéciale Madonna with Jimmy Moore, Casquivano, Aizysse Baga, DJ Jeffany and Frantastik, Le Belmont

🎶 Fleece with Sorry Girls, La Sala Rossa

👑 Drôles de Drags with Miss Butterfly, Ciathanight, Crystal Starz or Emma Déjàvu in rotation, Bar Le Cocktail

🎤 Bareoke: Strip Karaoke, Café Cléopatra

👑 Jimmy Moore personnifie Madonna: The Blond Ambition Tour, Cabaret Mado

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Cabaret Mado

👯 Tango/Salsa Queer holds lessons every Saturday, visit queertangomtl.com for information or contact [email protected] or call +1 (514) 709-4678 for prices and signup information, Espaces des Arts

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Dimanche 21 janvier / Sunday, January 21 👑 Dimanche Show with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Le Tracy Show with Tracy Trash, Lady Boom Boom, Marla Deer, Peggy Sue, Derek Wood and Kiara, Cabaret Mado

Lundi 22 janvier / Monday, January 22 👑 Shade Like Winters with Lulu Shade, Sarah Winters, Ad’Horrible, Démone LaStrange and Amy Thyst, Cabaret Mado

Mardi 23 janvier / Tuesday, January 23 👑 Full Gisèle : Madonna with Gisèle Lullaby, Lady Boom Boom, Tracy Trash, Marla Deer and Ruby Doll, Cabaret Mado

🎶 L’Rain with Yves Jarvis, Bar Le Ritz PDB

😆 Stand Up St. Henri Open Mic focusing on women, non-binary, queer and allied comedians, Impro Montréal

Mercredi 24 janvier / Wednesday, January 24 👑 Sitcom Bonanza featuring The Nanny, Friends, Will & Grace and others starring the artists of Cabaret Mado, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Jeudi 25 janvier / Thursday, January 25 👑 Trashilaz : Next Generation with Aizysse Baga and judges Lady Boom Boom and Gina Gates, Cabaret Mado

🎶 Alicia Moffet with Pelch, Théâtre Desjardins

👑 Canada’s Drag Race Season 4 Viewing Party with Uma Gahd, Bar Le Cocktail

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Vendredi 26 janvier / Friday, January 26 👑 Vendredi Fou with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Cabaret Mado

🤠 Club Bolo—Danse Country Montréal meet on Fridays at the Association sportive et communautaire du Centre-Sud

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Samedi 27 janvier / Saturday, January 27 💪 PWHL Montreal—Season 2023-2024, Place Bell

🥳 ZMAGRYA with Manalou, Zina and Mokro, Ctrllab

🥳 NPC Rave with D. Blavatsky, MonsieurMadam, Casa Kobrae, Palladium, Technique Nado and more, 257 rue St-Ferdinand

👑 Drôles de Drags with Miss Butterfly, Ciathanight, Crystal Starz or Emma Déjàvu in rotation, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Mado Reçoit with Mado Lamotte, Cabaret Mado

👑 Jimmy Moore personnifie Taylor Swift, Cabaret Mado

🏳️‍🌈 Atelier : Devenir parent (personnes trans ou non-binaires), Coalition des familles LGBT+ (CFLGBT+)

👯 Tango/Salsa Queer holds lessons every Saturday, visit queertangomtl.com for information or contact [email protected] or call +1 (514) 709-4678 for prices and signup information, Espaces des Arts

🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

Dimanche 28 janvier / Sunday, January 28 😆 A Very Pretentious Comedy Show #13—he/him edition with Ash Davis, Serag Meletian, Walter Lyng, Matt Shury, Tony McIntyre, Tash Naved, Andrew Khoury, Joe Comedian and music from Ronnie Piano, Café La Lingo Verte

👑 Dimanche Show with Michel Dorion, Bar Le Cocktail

👑 Le Tracy Show with Tracy Trash, Pétula Claque, Lana Dalida, Krystella Fame and Misty Waterfalls, Cabaret Mado

Mardi 30 janvier / Tuesday, January 30 👑 Full Gisèle : Bond Drag 007 with Gisèle Lullaby, Prudence, Victoire de Rockwell, Kiara and Celes, Cabaret Mado

😆 Stand Up St. Henri Open Mic focusing on women, non-binary, queer and allied comedians, Impro Montréal

Mercredi 31 janvier / Wednesday, January 31 🏳️‍🌈 FAG QC* : 40 ans, 40 invité.es, 40 propositions tirées des Fonds des Archives Gaies du Québec, commemorating 40 years of the AGQ, Archives gaies du Québec

OTHERS / AUTRES

🏐 Les Ratons-Chasseurs (Montréal’s LGBTA dodgeball group) holds regular events. Keep an eye on their Facebook for upcoming opportunities to join in and play.

🕹Montréal Gaymers hosts regular gatherings including board game nights and gaming gatherings. Check their Facebook for what’s next!

🏃🏾Join the Out-Run run and workout club for people relating to the queer / sapphic experience. Details on their Instagram!

🐦 Bird lovers should keep their eye on Queer Birders' regularly scheduled birdwatching events and excursions. Join the Facebook group and get those binoculars at the ready.

👠 Twice a month on every second Tuesday, Bring It! hosts an OTA night of ballroom and vogue with commentator and DJ. Follow their Instagram for dates and details.

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