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Not Who I Should Be - Din Djarin

plaguenecromancer said: If that's okay, may i request Din Djarin x insecure reader? With him comforting her? A gal needs some fluff in her life 🙏 (if you're comfy with it ofc!)

AN: I’m sorry you’re feeling a little insecure. It’s not a good feeling, no matter what you’re having doubts or negative feelings about. I hope this comfort fic helps you feel better!

Boredom permeated every fiber of your being. The heat made it worse, stoked the flames of your tedium. Even inside, tucked into the shadows of the little home Karga had given you when he became magistrate, you itched to retreat from the fatigue. You longed for a fight, for something to work towards. Instead, you stayed still, tucked in by your window to watch beings of all shapes and species stride through the streets of Nevarro’s main city.

Boredom, this dissatisfaction, had not struck you in cycles. Not since the days before Mando and his small, green charge had entered your life. They had made life interesting, made crash landing on Nervarro’s sands worth it. Though, now, without them and their adventure, all you had was empty time. Less than savory thoughts and doubts had risen up to fill it.

‘What ifs’ plagued you most often, never leaving like the heat. What if you had pressed Mando, Din, to let you go with him after forcing Moff Gideon to retreat? What if you had stowed away on the Razor Crest? What if Din had not said that you would be safer if you stayed and that a life on the run was not a life for you? What if you were stronger, leaner, and meaner like the rest of the company the Mandalorian man kept?

Worst of all: what if you had told him how you felt?

In an attempt to free yourself from your regret, you shook your head and moved away from the window. People watching only worked as a distraction for so long. You needed to busy yourself with something, anything else. If you didn’t...you released a trembling breath.

Rather than stand alone with your doubts, you started towards the small kitchen nestled in the corner of your quaint abode. As you made your way over, you ignore the mirror hung on the far wall. All your worries and hurt seemed to gather in the reflective glass. If you wanted to shake the dull darkness, you would have to stay away from it; and yourself.

For the moment, the tea making process would serve as a distraction enough. As you reached up into one of your cabinets for a cup, there was a knocking at your door. The sound made you jump slightly. You had not been expecting anyone. Warily, you made your way towards the door and peeked out between the curtains of the window beside it. You saw a familiar head of dark hair lingering in the doorway and a wave of relief washed over you.

Eagerly, you reached over to unlatch the door. A moment after, it opened with a soft clanking and Cara Dune gave you a knowing grin. You quirked a brow at her in a silent question. Her grin only widened; a sight you were not used to.

“I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” 

Cara nodded and waved her hand. “Follow me.”

Before you had a chance to respond, Cara was already walking away. You sighed and slipped on your shoes before following after her. Nevarro’s back streets were not as crowded as the main thoroughfare. Despite his seedy past, Karga had eliminated most of the crime, via decriminalization or more reasonable law, which, in turn, eliminated the need to use the dark back alleys. The lack of traffic allowed you and Cara to make it to the catina-turned school quickly.

“The school?” You asked, but, as usual, Cara pushed forward without an explanation. And, as usual, you followed after her. Anticipation twisted your stomach as you wondered and walked towards whatever surprise Cara had in store. You were half expecting a wounded child or an infestation of womp rats tucked into the school’s walls. 

Once inside, your wondering turned to confusion. Class was in session with the reprogrammed protocol droid referencing the New Republic Core Worlds and the varying hyperspace lanes that connect each Rim of the galaxy. You glanced at Cara who, still smiling, leaned towards you. She extends a hand towards the front of the class. 

You follow the direction of her pointed index finger. Heads of hair and attentive children blocked your view of the front of the class. Moving to the side to get a better glimpse did little to help. With a few steps forwards, you saw that the desk on the far left was empty.

No, not empty. 

A little head of green skin peeked out from over the desk behind him. The Child. Your eyes widened at the sight. Suddenly, with a mind of their own, your feet started towards him. Before you even reached his side, the Child turned his head and his large, dark eyes met your gaze. A small gasp of excitement fell from your lips.

He remembered you, even after being away so long.

Without paying any mind to the lesson taking place, you scooped the Child up into your arms. He cooed as you lifted him, tiny hands reaching out towards your face. Small and warm, the Child’s hands rested on your cheeks. You let out a breathy laugh and smiled.

“I missed you too,” you said softly, “and the shiny man that carries you around.” The Child squealed at your words and you took the sound as a sort of giggle. “Where is he? Hmm?”

Knowing that, while he was responsive to you, you wouldn’t get a true answer from the Child, you sent a glance over your shoulder at Cara. When you did, you saw that she was casted half in shadow. The sight was enough to make you do a double take. Looking back for longer than a moment, you saw the shadow’s source.

Standing partially in front of Cara was your Mandalorian. You stared into the dark lines of his visor, wondering if he was staring at you too. The regrets you had run from suddenly caught up with you. Air was knocked from your lungs as Din took a step towards you, suffocated you with a wave of self-consciousness. Whatever lecture the protocol droid was giving was quickly drowned out by your heartbeat thundering in your ears. 

He takes another step and you feel your skin warm. How ridiculous you must look and what a mess too. Your slip-on shoes were tattered as was the cardigan shawl draped over your shoulders. This morning, you had dressed to stay indoors. Now, you were standing in a classroom, precious Child in arms, and staring at the only man you had ever truly fallen for.

Another step and you feel your chest tighten. You have a million things you want to say, but only one thing you want to do. Despite that, your feet stay firmly planted to the floor, unmoving. There would not be any running into his arms or even meeting him in the middle. Fear and doubt gripped you too tightly for that. 

One more step and, “hey.”

“Hi,” you whisper, suddenly aware of all the pairs of eyes in the room. A few of the children, unentertained by the lecture, stare awestruck at the shining, metal man that had just strode into their classroom. “I mis-”

“We should leave these kids to their schooling,” Karga said, stepping out from beside Cara. You peeked over Din’s shoulder and nodded at him. As Karga and Cara made their way towards the door, you followed suit. When you passed him, you heard elements of Din’s  armor clank together as he stayed close on your heels. Even a pace or so in front of him, you could still feel the warmth of his body behind yours as you all made your way to the Magistrates office. 

Once there, the trio wasted no time in telling you their newest plans.

“You’re going to blow it up?”

“Erase the stain of the Empire from our glorious home planet,” Karga extrapolated with an all too knowing smile.

“So, you’re blowing it up,” you sighed. The Child let out a coo, big dark eyes peering up at you from where he was nestled safely in your arms

“See! Even the baby agrees with me!” Karga clapped his hands together and let out a chuckle. You frowned and shook your head before refocusing your attention on the Child. 

Before you could respond, poke holes in this horribly vague and wild plan, Din’s hand reached out. Gloves fingers reached towards the Child, stroked the top of his head and down the curve of one of his large ears. You looked up and saw the Mandalorian fixed on the little creature. Though, he must have sensed your eyes because the visor lifted quickly; his hand still lingered near your arm. If you were not so enraptured by Din’s close proximity and focused line of sight on you, you may have felt how his covered fingertips so carefully brushed against your upper arm, the place where the Child’s head rested comfortably.

“Can you watch him?”

 The stillness of Din’s voice was usually what stirred your stomach; his tone was always forward, stoic. But, with that question, there was a bend that made your heart flutter in your chest. He was worried, or overwhelmed by something, you weren’t entirely sure. All you were sure of was how, when he spoke to you like that, you would do just about anything he asked of you.

Though, as much as you adored the Child, you wanted to help. You yearned to be where the action was. In this case, an abandoned Imperial outpost. Not quite the complete savior from boredom you had wished for, but it would get you away from yourself long enough. Din leaned closer and you swore you saw a flash of his eyes in the rays of light that struck his helmet's visor.

“Y/N?” Mouth suddenly dry, you struggled to find your voice while lost in his; lost in the way he said your name. No, you would slow them down, weaken the team. The last thing you wanted was to add more worry to Din's already heavy shoulders. He hadn’t even asked if you wanted to come with; he knew that you weren’t combat material, not a hardened warrior, not a worthy addition to the team. When you finally found your voice, your held the darkened gaze of Din’s visor, staring into the blackness at the points you imagined his eyes would be.

“Of-of course.” You cringed at the stammer laced in your words. Nerves and doubts had ways of undermining your every attempt to remain collected in front of others; the Mandalorian especially so.

“Good.”

Good? You felt your whole body warm at the single word. Self conscious, you opened your mouth to say something, anything to deflect attention from your burning cheeks and wide eyes. Luckily, Karga always had something to say.

“Then it’s settled! Let’s check in with our get away driver.” Karga turned on his heels and, somewhat leading Cara out of the office, left the room. Cara sighed and nodded at you before following the man’s trail. 

“You’ll be alright here?” You focused your gaze back on Din. His visor, his gaze was still trained on you. You don’t think it ever left.

“Yeah,” you said quickly. He was nervous too, wary about leaving the Child, his child, in your care. Your lips turned to a frown,  weighed down by the weight of Din’s and your own self doubt. 

“If he gives you trouble, I’m a comm away.” You nodded at his reassurance, but your expression did not change. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” you said softly, watching as Din started towards the door. He gave you one last look, hand gripping the door frame with one foot out under Nevarro’s sun. “Stay safe.”

Din lingered in the wake of your words before he finally nodded and followed Cara towards the edge of town. You watched him go through the window, and found yourself where you began: waiting for an adventure, an escape from your own mind. A small chittering from the Child pulled your gaze back in. His little green hands were reaching up towards your face again, wonder in his dark eyes.

“You’ll keep me busy, won’t you?” You asked, and the Child cooed in response. “We’re both kind of lost, aren’t we?”

“Am I boring you?”

The Child yawned in response, with his eyes slowly closing and, even slower, blinking open again. You took a long breath before you reached over from where you sat to pick him up. Pieces of ration bread clung to the skin around his mouth, a few crumbs falling to the floor of your little homestead before you could wipe them away. You would have to clean later.

“Guess my little stories aren’t as exciting as the adventures you’ve been on, huh? I can’t imagine all the places you and your Mando have gone.”

With eyelids heavy, the Child only chirped once in reply. You strode over to the piecemeal couch you had found and placed against the far wall. Mismatched tones of red cushions swallowed you as you sat down. Your body sank into the fabric, held you as softly as you held the Child in your arms. Every aching bone and muscles sighed in relief as you wedged yourself in the couch, snug between the cushions and the armrest.

In the distance, somewhere in the city’s nightlife, a creature howled. Though, not even an explosion or the opening of a clanky door could distract you from the Child. Except for yourself. Except for the doubts and thoughts and insecurities that swirled about your head. Your brain felt like a dusted engine, ready to burst under the pressure. Finally, it did.

“If I were fitter, quicker to the draw….” you laughed at yourself bitterly. “No, if I were better, overall, I would have gone with you and him. If I weren’t scared, in my head, I might have too...I’m just-”

The Child chittered softly, in tune with the rise and fall of his little chest. For a moment you waited for him to make another sound, say his piece. Then, the same chittering, the same long breath. He was asleep and you were alone with your thoughts again. 

“I’m just not who I should be,” you finished.

A sigh fell from your lips as you shifted to set the Child down. Like you, he sank into the cushions but he wiggled his way deeper. You wished you could sleep as soundly. As you moved to your feet, you caught the telltale clanking of your metal door closing.

With a lurch in your heart and stomach, you spun around on your heels, frightened but ready to attack the intruder. Afterall, the Imps were still after the Child. But it was not a platoon of sneaking Stormtroopers or officers clad in black that greeted you. It was your Mando, Din.

“Hey, hey, it’s just me.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s just you. You scared the starlight out of me!” You kept your voice to a louder whisper, as to not wake the Child. “I wasn’t expecting you back so soon.”

“Neither was I,” Din admitted, taking a few steps towards you so he too could lower his voice. “The outpost wasn’t as abandoned as Karga said.”

You raised your brows at him. “But it’s…”

“They’re gone, for now. As long as he,” he tipped his helmeted head towards the Child, “and I stay here. It’s not safe, for anyone.”

“Are you two ever safe?” You ask, a joking, bittersweet twinge to your words. When they had left, leaving you on Nevarro with Cara and Karga, you don’t think you ever stopped worrying about Din and the Child. Or wondering about what your life would have been like if you had gone with them. A glance at the Child sent you back to those daydreams; instinctively, you smiled.

“No,” Din answered seriously, “and that’s why I never asked if you wanted to join us.” You turned your eyes from the Child back to Din. Dark and unyielding, the visor of his helmet was trained on you. “Not because...you’re capable, Y/N. You’re…”

“You don’t have to say anything. I understand why.” You raised a hand and waved him off. “You better get going anyway.”

In an attempt to escape the white-hot embarrassment that had begun to crawl up your neck, you started towards your kitchen. How could you have been so unaware and let him hear you? Why were you even talking to the Child like that? Why did you have to be so-

As you passed Din, his hand caught your upper arm. It was a harsh grab. It was more like you were a floating piece in a hologram puzzle and the user finally put you in place; right where you belonged. Warmth spread to every far reach to your limbs, every track of skin. Overwhelmed by the heat, you looked up and out towards Din once more. 

“You’re exactly who you should be: brave, when it counts, and kind. I wish I knew more people like you, but you’re enough for me.”

Tears stung behind your eyes, begging to be shed. You were frozen now but warm still; a sort of puddle captured in the freezing grip of words you didn’t know you wanted, needed to hear. When you muscles finally thawed, you didn’t say a word. Instead, you leaned into Din’s touch and he, much to your surprised, opened his arms for you.

Beskar was cold against your skin, seeped through the fabric of your clothes. A stark contrast to the flames of want and affection that engulfed you. Din’s hand dropped from your arm and wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His other arm moved so that his left hand cradled your head, held it to his chest.

In that moment, your thoughts scattered, succumbed to the heat captured between your body and Din’s. For the first time, there was no smoke in your head that tarnished everything you did, said, or felt. It was only you and Din, together; exactly where you should be.

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Carl Barks: Back to the Klondike Review: Blinkus of the Thinkus

Welcome one and all! If your a longtime reader of this blog, you know I love a good birthday celebration, having started with my first year reviewing animation last year with Donald’s and deciding to do Mickey and Scrooge’s later that year. But since I misseda  LOT of disney birthdays, and found several Non-disney birthdays and anniversaries I just gotta celebrate, this year i’m making it up and style and have a whole calender set up to tack these big milestones to the wall. So over the year expect tributes to the greats of disney, looney tunes, and mgm both behind and in front of the scenes, as well as to various shows I like. It’s gonna be a good time. 

So to start us off, it’s only fitting my first duck birthday since Scrooge, is for the love of his life and the stealer of his wallet, Glittering Goldie O Gilt! And I felt the best way to celebrate this storied day was to go back to her very FIRST apperance, one of earliest Scrooge headlined comics and a forever fan faviorite, Back to the Klondike!

But before we get into that, a little history on our gal in gold. Goldie was created for this story by comics god, the late great Carl Barks. Barks ended up just using her once, which is a shame but understandable as he probably only thought of her for that one adventure. While some characters like Gyro ended up being used again and again he probably just didn’t have any more stories in mind for her and figured Scrooge would return to her one day or he wouldn’t, but it wasn’t up to him.  Fans however loved the character, her feisty dynamic with scrooge, and the fact she brought out his good side, so naturally other writers would bring her back. In paticular Barks Superfan Don Rosa cemented her as the love of his life and wrote several more stories with her, fleshing out their backstory and saying that at least in his personal canon, Scrooge retired to spend his final years with her. And while his fanboy was clearly showing, and that can end nasitly just ask Dan “Hates Wally West because he’s not barry allen” DiDio, glad he’s gone.. Rosa’s work with goldie is an example of what happens when it’s done right. Less DiDio or Bendis and more Al Ewing. Using the continuity and what’s there to build on a character who deserved better.. to me that’s one of the BEST things you can do in comics and Rosa’s work is proof of that, ironing out the.. questionable elements we’ll get to and leaving the gold in.  So Rosa’s work combined with Ducktales not only adapting this story but bringing Goldie back a few times after that has elevated the character to a storied and permenat part of the duck canon, with her excellent heavily revamped Reboot counterpart currently carrying the torch with the help of the wonderful Allison Janey, perfect casting there. So with a legacy of gold behind her, let’s take a look at where it’s started and see if it still glitters after all these years under the cut. 

We begin our story at the Money Bin. Scrooge has been counting his money.. but has already forgotten, and forgot where he put the slip he wrote the number on and even forgets who Donald is when he shows up until Donald, while having some fun with him as Scrooge is trying to phone him while he’s right there. As for how he got into the most secure place in the bin.. the story actually answers that both worringly and hilariously: Scrooge left the door unlocked.  Naturally he’s not happy about this and Donald states the simple solution: Go see a doctor something’s CLEARLY very wrong, and the fact this could possibly be something like Demntia is VERY bad for someone who runs a zillion dollar company. Scrooge of course scoffs at “wasting his precious money” But Donald not only points out the obvious, that two bucks now saves him from having someone rob EVERYTHING, but Scrooge’s attempt to tie a string around his finger.. instead triggers a trap. And this entire sequence is decent with some good gags.. it’s just hampered a bit by making light of something that’s kinda bad. Not old people forgetting things.. but an old person with a disease as we find out forgetting things. Not helping is I laughed at first at the gags.. till I remembered a kind, old, friend of the family who had it and forgot me entirely by the end. So yeah, not the worst gags and the boxing glove and donald bits aren’t terrible, but it hurts now my brain’s made that connection. 

Our heroes head to the doctor’s office where Scrooge is diagnosed with... 

That.. might be the best name for a fictional illness i’ve ever heard in my life.. just inching out “Brain Cloud” and “Whale Cancer”. Still not the most SENSITIVE gag.. but it was the 50′s and mental issues weren’t given a lot of respect. IT’s why the above sequence and this whole part of the plot dosen’t scuttle things: It’s not the most repsectful.. but it wasn’t a time where these things were givne proper respect, treatment or knowledge, so barks wasn’t being an insentive douche on purpose, he just didn’t know. It dosen’t make it 100% okay btu it dosen’t wreck the story like say his blatant racist caractures in Voodoo Hoodoo. Seriously that’s.. not okay, and given he’s the kind of guy who researched locations he used, unlike with mental illness i expect BETTER of him than most men at the time. Still respect the guy, but it dosen’t mean i’ll overlook the fact he made some pretty bad mistakes. Same way while I love and miss Stan Lee I won’t ignore his blatant sexisim or racisim towards Chinese and Vitamise people. You CAN like a creator even if their work has some questionable and unjustifable elements, times do change and people do mamke mistakes when their young. It just depends on exactly WHAT they did or wrote that makes that distinctoin.  So on that bombshell, Scrooge is given medication after a needle gag. He needs to take his pills every 12 hours. It’s then he starts to remember something, mubling abotu skagway, goldie and dawson and telling Donald to get the boys, their going to Alaska! Once they get on the boat Scrooge explains: he remembered thanks to the medcince he left a stash of gold nuggets there from his prospecting days.. and part of why this story ended up being one of the single most important to Scrooge’s character. While it establishes some character traits, something I dind’t realize till wikipedia pointed it out, it also establishes Scrooge’s days as a prospector. While other things made him what he was and got him to that point as Don Rosa would later flesh out, it was his days in the yukon that, for better or worse defined who he is now and shaped him into the man he is today: Tough, fair, badass as all hell, mean as the devil and richer than god.  This time would be used a lot to set up stories, which made sense as it was the cleast and most agreed upon part of his past by all writers, and him at his abosltuely peak physically and mentally and the gold rush motif of the time perfectly fits someone defined by being rich. It’s also honestly nice that the Yukon is used, as Canada sometimes gets lost in the shuffle wise and hell until reading life and times I gneuinely had no idea what the Yukon was or where Calvin was headed when he and hobbes ran away from home. 

Scrooge also first mentions Goldie and while clearly remembering her fondly.. goes into a rant about her howing him a thousand dollars which has compounded to a billion the second the boys catch on he was sweet on her with Donald assuming he’s just not a good person. But this is really just setting up another vital part of his character and the other thing: his heart. Before he’d been show as a pretty heartless, greedy asshole. While the previous story, Only a Poor Old Man, had softened him up a bit, this is the first to show that beneath the pile of greed and mean lurks a decent human being. Just don’t tell anyone or he’ll throw his money at you.. then tell you to bring it back to him. It’s what makes the character who he is: he’s cruel, onrey and selfish.. but he CAN care when the chips are down and can do the right thing.. as we’ll see later. 

God I love the little poems Bill Watterson would put in the books. I didn’t as much as a kid, but god I do now. Anyways before our heroes can get going Yukon Ho, they stop in Skagway for suplies before heading out, Scrooge softing at taking a plane as “Soft” and him and the nephews hiking a week.. before running into the same flying service again, and finding out Scrooge OWNS it and forgot, because being scrooge he forgot to take his meds. Something I can relate to and i’m not proud of as staying on them is important to my well being. Seriously always take your meds. Unless their not working for you then talk with your doctor to get new ones. 

So we arrive in Dawson, as our heroes will have to walk rest of the day Scrooge takes the boys to the Black Jack Ballroom, which used to be a hot spot and was where he met Goldie for the first time. After another covering for his reminscing with greedy bollocks, he tells the boys the story.. one that was cut from the original printing despite introducing goldie and something the editors dind’t bother to tell carl till they berated him over trying to sneak a blackjack saloon and a kidnapping in there... and to them, or their long dead skeletons probably, I say. 

Yeah not wanting that in a kids story, while bollocks, tha’ts their perogative.. not having him send in replacement pages to keep story flow.. is dickish and underestimates kids intellegence as Don Rosa, while loving the story felt something was off till he saw the missing pages years later thanks to a fellow fan. So yeah kids, and adults, into the work noticed. Nice job. Again I can’t BLAME them for not wanting Scrooge to be a kidnapper as we’ll see and Don Rosa had to massage the hell out of that, but I can blame them for not caring enough to fix the obvious hole int he story. Though it’s now complete and unabriged and has been since the 80′s so there's that. 

So in a nutshell Scrooge came to town for a coffee, and while the bartender ignored him he didn’t once he plunked down his goose egg nugget, what made his fortune and one of Scrooge’s most treasured possessions. It’s here we meet Goldie. 

Yup.. just in case you thought her being a thief and greedy as hell was a new thing, and I kinda forgot how much, she dirves for the nugget, has Coffee with scrooge.. and drugs it, but makes the mistake of NOT clearing town, so Scrooge fights his way through the ballroom to her, gets the nugget back, forces her to sign the money for the iou he spent.. and then uh.. kindaps her to force her to work on his claim for 50 cents to try and teach her how to work honestly. 

Yeahhhh as I said Don Rosa tried his best to fix this , and did so in his final story, which we’ll get to some day, revealing Goldie had a shot gun on her the whole time and was going along entirely to find out where Scrooge’s claim was. That.. actually makes more sense with the character and is far less horrifying and Scrooge finds this out fairly quick, so them forming an attraction out of this becomes 100% more plausable. So yeah good on Don Rosa for fixing the implications here. I may give out on him from time to time.. but he is a genuinely talented writer and did what a good comic book writer in an established continuity should do: update elements so they aren’t so... eugguuhhh after they become horrifingly outdated. And look YES she did do horrible shit to him.. but you still can’t kidnap someone over that. just put her in jail. What was any of that. 

Anyways Scrooge HAS been taking his medicine, and proves it by showing the boys his pills and the next day they head to Scrooge’s old claim.. only someone’s living there and using it, and his old cabin.. and a shot gun. Yeah so they aren’t getting through in the day what about the night.. well they get attacked by Blackjack, who turns out to be owned by the claim jumper.. and is also you know a bear> And Donald left his back in new quackmore so their outmatched. 

So outgunned and outplanned, if not outnumbered or outmanned, our heroes make a camp fire and whiel Donald again suggests the obvious, call the police.. Scrooge can’t. He didn’t pay taxes on the claim so he’s technically jumping his own claim and techincally she has a right to it. So techncially.. Scrooge is the bad guy here as he left the money here, didn’t pay his taxes and didn’t ever come back for it. Still beats trying to terrify your nephews or deny orphans a train because your an asshole buffet. 

So the next morning Scrooge dosen’t want to rush her because “We Daren’t Get Rough with an old woman”. Two things.. 1... think before you put images in my head scrooge.. brrrrrrrrr. I mean Goldie. is not in the best shape in thie story as you’ll see and neither are you. In the reboot sure you two kept up a lot better but here.

And it’s not even an old people thing. Ann Margret was still fine so fine by the time of Grumpy Old Men, not to get creepy jut to prove i’m not being ageist. For a still alive example Keith David is also still a smokeshow at the tender age of 64. So yeah, not an age thing just not these paticular old people. 

But they need a plan so the boy suggest luring the bear into a trap with honey. Donald and Scrooge build the cage while the boys.. find the jar of honey. 

Regardless since the boys won’t do it for what Scrooge pays and neither will donald Scrooge goes to lure the bear with the honey. Once that’s done, and Scrooge is being covered with honey and licked by a bear...

So while he washes that off, the boys come up with another plan: they run around back while Donald makes noise to draw Goldie’s fire, with that being Dewey’s plan to meet her since he’s figured this out already. But Goldie has a backup plan and when she figures out they disabled Blackjack unleashes mosquitos... ugh. Having been stung like hornets about 50 times in animal crossing I feel you boys. So while Scrooge and Donald run off naked... troy if you will. 

Thank you Troy, the boys confront Goldie who reveals her identity... and that she’s broke, her dance hall having failed with the rush and this claim being all she has.. and her suspecting scrooge woudl gladly take it. The boys vow not to tell scrooge.. but he’s on his way so they kinda have to and he primps to go visit and Donald starts to see through his BS about collecting the debt. Sure enough despite being taken aback by her putting on her old dress , he takes her for all she has and is.. genuinely suprised as she thought she’d have more and she’d actually changed since the old days, donating her profits to orphans from mining disasters. Scrooge.. is clearly rattled by this. Whiel it turns out to my shock he was clealry after the money, though givne who we’re dealing with I shoudln’t of been really, he still cares and still realizes he’s being kind of a dick. So he challengers her to a gold digging race, and if she wins the claim is hers and any gold she finds.. and naturally, while he seemingly puts her soemwhere where there isn’t she finds the claim and Scrooge bemoans not taking his pill.. but while the boys boo him for it, Goldie who fondly waves them off and Donald know better: Donald points out he counted the pills this morning.. and recently. SCrooge DID take one today... he’s just has his cane shoved firmly up his ass with pride so he coudln’t ADMIT he was wrong and instead simply staged that whole thing with the full knowledge Goldie would win. It, again, sets up one of his defniing traits; how he keeps people at arms length. How he’s just so proud and full of himself he can’t bear to admit anything resembling weakness.. but WILl find a way to do the right thing without that or forgoe it as a last resort. He may project being a stingy cretionus old man.. because he is.. but he’s got a heart as big as that nugget.. it’s just locked tight in it’s own bin... his body is complicated and weird that way Final Thoughts:

This story is a classic with a decent setup, great backstory for scrooge, and a great guest character and unquestionable impact on the character. However.. it does have it’s problem; As Don Rosa, who as i’ll remind you is both a huge barks fanboy and huge scoldie shipper, himself pointed out he wrote his final story, and had planned to for years ENTIRELY because this one never quite explains how Scrooge and Goldie went from old enmies to lovers.It did lead to one of his best stories and one of the first I read post life and times so, props to that. And of course as I pointed out some things have just.. not aged well, especially the kidnapping so their relationship kinda comes off like stockholm syndrom as a result of both of these. 

That being said.. warts and all.. it’s still a really damn good story and a good one to try if your intrested in barks work or where Goldie came from: it has adventure, some really good jokes and if you can get past the dated bits the plot is solid. And while it goes without saying i’ll say it anyway Barks art is goregous as always ESPECIALLY in the flashback sequence. Overall not the best AGED Scrooge story, though not the worst either see Voodoo Hoodoo, good god, but defintely a classic for a reason.  If you liked this review, follow me for more, and for more duck content as I still have more of the three cablleros to work through, another chapter of life and times coming up this week befor ewe break again for feburary, and some other fun stuff. Until the next rainbow, it’s been a pleasure. 

[gwenastor]

her full name is alaia kaplan, but she sometimes goes by n/a. caucasian cisgender female, twenty-seven years of age, with she / her pronouns. she was last seen working at the phoenix as a bartender and a soldier for valencia's street level sector. ( @redridgeimp​ )

❝ I AM FIRE. IF YOU WANT SOMETHING SWEET, WITH NO OPINION, I AM NOT THE WOMAN FOR YOU. I SPIT FLAMES, OFTEN. ❞

⇨  aesthetics ⍮ deft fingers stained with charcoal and oil paint, the melodic chime of piano keys, delicate digits adorned with moonstone gem rings, a coy smile spread across full crimson lips, long chestnut locks blowing in the cool breeze of a summer’s evening, battered books with dog-eared pages, the silvery glint of old scar tissue, ripped leather jackets and worn jeans, & blades concealed inside combat boots.

BONJOURNO. it me, chrissie, back at it again with a second muse. this gal right here is my fiery sassball alaia. she’s been thru some shit n has seen some shit so expect tons of sarcasm and attitude tbh, oop. once again, you know the drill, show this some luv n i’ll come pester you for plots : )

FUNDAMENTALS.

full name. alaia saphira kaplan.

current age. twenty-seven.

birthday. january twenty-seventh.

gender. cisgender female.

pronouns. she / her.

nationality. turkish.

religion. islam.

hometown. sivas, turkey.

past residence. manhattan, new york city, united states.

current residence. red ridge, nevada, united states.

sexual orientation. bisexual.

romantic orientation. demiromantic.

education. high school graduate.

occupation. soldier for valencia, & bartender at the phoenix.

CONNECTIONS.

birth mother. emel kaplan. †

birth father. kamâl kaplan. 

step-mother. cemile kaplan. 

full blood siblings. none.

step-siblings. none.

maternal grandmother. unknown.

maternal grandfather. unknown.

paternal grandmother. esrin kaplan. †

paternal grandfather. omer kaplan. †

maternal aunts. unknown.

maternal uncles. unknown.

paternal aunts. bahar kaplan.

paternal uncles. none.

PROFICIENCIES.

spoken languages. english, & turkish.

negative traits. capricious, ornery, brusque, reckless, & deceptive.

positive traits. ardent, resilient, independent, determined, & courageous.

strengths. etiquette, bold, rational, practical, original, perceptive, direct, & sociable.

weaknesses. dramatic, impulsive, quick-tempered, insensitive, impatient, risk-prone, unstructured, misses the bigger picture, & defiant.

skills. skilled with blades and various knives, hand-to-hand combat, perception, persuasiveness, good judgment, & able to use initiative.

talents. piano, retaining information, memory recall, knife throwing, & quick thinking.

APPEARANCE.

eye colour. light brown with amber flecks.

hair colour. natural, chestnut brown.

height. five feet, eight inches.

weight. 52 kg.

build. she is considered tall for a female and is of slender stature with mild curves.

dress size. uk size eight / us size four.

shoe size. uk size five and a half / us size six.

scars. a long, silvery one running along half her spine.

tattoos. none.

piercings. one on each earlobe.

prominent feature. wide, dark eyes.

MISCELLANEOUS.

zodiac. aquarius.

element. air.

house. ravenclaw.

myers briggs type. estp-t.

alignment. chaotic good.

enneagram. type seven.

temperament. sanguine.

intelligence type. interpersonal.

character label. the orphic.

past mental disorders. depression.

current mental disorders. depressive episodes.

addictions. cocaine.

vices. lust, wrath, & pride.

virtues. temperance, diligence, & patience.

allergies. peanuts.

diet. vegan.

accent. mostly turkish with a slight american twang.

dominant hand. right.

blood type. b negative.

felonies. none.

vehicle. bottle green 2015 volkswagen beetle.

BACKGROUND.

trigger warnings. implied child abuse, implied child neglect, implied alcoholism, implied violence, a brief mention of adultery, a mention of verbal abuse, mention of death, implied depression, & a brief mention of drugs.

[ tw ; implied child abuse, & neglect. ] Born into a world of devastation and loss, Alaia Kaplan's arrival into this universe was far from being a tranquil one. Instead of the welcoming arms and loving smile of her mother, the first sight the innocent girl witnessed was the weeping of her father. It wasn’t long until his tears eventually turned into angry fists and hatred shining in dark eyes. This was the only form of her father that Alaia knew, the only element of him that she could recall. From the instant she was old enough to figure it out, she knew that her father despised her. She knew that he blamed her for the death of his wife. Regardless of her upbringing, Alaia had remained optimistic and bright; both incredibly intelligent and adept. She was able to captivate others with both her appearance and her capabilities. Those in her company hung off her every word, often discovering themselves enthralled by a charming and sincere young girl. Regardless of her father's secured position within their community, she never looked for more than his approval and his affection. Though neither she ever received.

[ tw ; mentions of alcoholism, infidelity / adultery, & verbal abuse. ] Within the span of ten years, Alaia's father had found himself in the clutches of a bitter yet wealthy woman of upper-class. Soon, this woman became Alaia's stepmother and things only plunged further south afterwards. The woman drank copious amounts of liquor, ran around behind her husbands back, verbally abused Alaia and the list went on. She managed to manipulate her husband, able to further demolish any semblance of a relationship Alaia shared with her distant father. During this time, and within the blink of an eye, the girl turned hostile and indifferent. It was as if she had transformed into a polar opposite version of what she’d always been; metamorphosing into an alternate version of her former self. Once an upbeat and positive child, she became cold, less vibrant; void of both emotion and interest. She picked fights with her stepmother for the sheer kick she got out of it, rebelled against her father and found her once soft heart hardening as a result of years of enduring torment at the hands of her legal guardians.

[ tw ; mention of death, & implied depression. ] It wasn't long until Alaia was shipped off to live with her grandmother and aunt in the Turkish countryside. At first, it had taken the girl quite a while to adjust, to slowly convert into a portion of the person she was as a child. Alaia's adolescent years were a stark contrast to her life with her father. She was respected, admired and genuinely loved. Throughout the duration of her time there, Alaia was homeschooled, taught how to play various instruments, and how to speak multiple languages. She attended ballet lessons, joined art classes, held a strong passion for Literature. However, as all good things do, they come to an end. In Alaia's case, those few blissful years reached a rather abrupt cessation, taking a drastic plummet into darkness. She was eighteen when her grandmother passed away. As a result, Alaia lost control of herself and of her path in life. She spent weeks alone and aimless, wavering on her tracks. It wasn't until she and her aunt moved to New York City that Alaia's life began to turn around one more.

Back home, her aunt had been involved in the diamond industry, ensuring the quality and legitimacy of each rock she was handed. She'd allowed Alaia to shadow her, to study her methodology, and to assist under her direction. It was through this outlet that Alaia grasped the concept of gemology. Of how to examine precious stones and how to value them accordingly. It was a field that the brunette became extremely interested in and equally as intrigued by. Ultimately, in the end, the girl opted to pursue a temporary career in the jewellery business. It was during this period that a then twenty-one-year-old Alaia was approached by a member of a wealthy family, the type of wealth one gained by drug smuggling. She was offered the position of a quality assurance technician in their jewellery company. Little did she know, this meeting wasn't by sheer chance. It transpired that her aunt had connections with the syndicate, having brought her niece to the States to enlist her. It was due to this that the syndicate reached out, only too eager to hire Alaia as they had previously hired her aunt many years before.

[ tw ; mention of drugs. ] In the beginning, Alaia's role within the business was as innocent as she'd expected. She'd spend hours in the back, analysing gems and printing her signature on certificates. Obeying by every rule, following each order and never once questioning her superiors. After months upon months of this process, Alaia soon found herself roped into the world of drug dealing. Of smuggling little white pouches through emerald deliveries only to pass these packages through the appropriate channels. It was through this that she crossed paths with a client who, after many weeks, kindly invited her along to spectate an underground fight that he'd placed a hefty wager on. Immediately Alaia bought into the atmosphere of the arena, of the adrenaline pumping through her veins at the sheer vision of it all. It wasn't long until she wondered how exhilarated she could feel if she was the one in the ring, throwing the punches and sidestepping the blows. It was this passing thought that brought the girl back continually, placing bets and soaking in the ambience of it all. It was no surprise that she wound up deeply engrossed it becoming a part of it all. Thus, she trained as hard as she could, fought as hard as she could, made her mark upon the underground world and gained the respect of opponents and spectators alike.

Fast forward a few years and through her aptitude for fighting and her ability to outwit her opponents, Alaia found herself promoted to a regular within the club. For many months she continued to work at the jeweller's while regularly engaging in underground fights, maintaining a semblance on both worlds without permitting them to collide or spill over into her personal life. Finally, having grown tired and with a lust for change, she bid her time until the empire granted her release. Though she was no fool, packing up her belongings and venturing to finally set roots in Red Ridge. Naturally, she found herself drawn to Rogue’s Club where due to her strength, commitment and determination, a member of Valencia approached her. After some time, Alaia found herself promoted to a soldier. The promotion made sense and once it was offered, the girl seized the opportunity with both hands. All her life she had been determined and destined for greatness, even despite the cruelty of her childhood home. Nowadays, although Alaia continues to partake in arena matches every once in a while, her main priority is her duties as a soldier. Admittedly, it had taken Alaia a decent amount of months to adapt to the city of Red Ridge upon her arrival but eventually, she became well acquainted with her environment; never once wishing to go back to where she came from.

Throughout her twenty-seven years of life so far, Alaia has built herself back up time and time again. With every punch swung her way, physically and metaphorically, she has risen to her feet each time. For as clever as she is, she is just as resilient and stubborn. The need to prove people wrong is almost overwhelming but never to her detriment. While she continues to bear the emotional scars of her past, Alaia refuses to write herself off. She allows herself to admire people, history, art, music but she never grows comfortable enough that she is prepared to show even the people closest to her, her innermost, truest self. As a result of her upbringing, fragments of Alaia are broken beyond repair, lost to the depths of her mind yet deep down inside, the faintest sliver of that optimistic little girl remains. Was this the life she had envisioned for herself when she was a child with big dreams and wide eyes? Not exactly. But was it better than any alternative where she hadn't escaped the clutches of her horrid family? Without a shadow of a doubt. Where she is now is precisely where Alaia wants to be and perhaps this is the exact path she needs to take in order to fully emerge from the ashes of her haunting past.

WANTED PLOTS.

give me all of the connections from friends, frenemies, enemies, hookups, exes, rivals and everything else in between. added bonus if there’s angst or drama. if you have anything in mind feel free to throw it at me, i’m open to the majority of things and have zero triggers so come at me bro !! below you can find some connections i’d love for my lil ball of anger :

you’re a ghost from my past, haunting me. i think it would be very interesting to see alaia come face to face with someone who knew her before her arrival in red ridge. it would be even more interesting if this somebody knows her previous affiliation as a drug smuggler. maybe this person decides to blackmail alaia? or maybe they just want to know why she did what she did? maybe they are an ex-lover? either way, it would be exciting to see that kind of connection play out.

guardian by proxy. given her rebel nature and sarcastic outbursts, i feel that this chaotic girl needs some kind of parental figure in her life. lord knows, she needs one as she’s never had one. perhaps there is one particular person who knows her better than the rest? someone who knows her on a personal level and feels protective over her? maybe this person secretly checks up on alaia and keeps an eye on her from afar. really, this connection has endless possibilities but i feel that alaia having someone in her life that wholeheartedly has her back would help tame her wild side a little.

i don’t trust many but i do trust you. although alaia doesn’t make friends as easily as she did before, there would be one person in her life that she would deem worthy enough to confide in. this would be somebody that she could actually stand to be around and not under any false pretences either. it would have to be somebody that she knows she can trust 100% so for that reason, i would say they would have to be valencia affiliated. either way, i can see this person being someone that alaia actually cares for, somebody that she talks to regularly and spends time with.

there’s no friends like the old friends. this would be somebody who would have known alaia back in turkey or nyc. they could have been close friends or just acquaintances but this person might have known alaia’s family and possibly certain elements of her life when her father remarried. maybe they were a family friend or a friend she made when living with her grandmother. or somebody who knew her from her stint working in nyc. whichever, i imagine this person would be one of the rare people who actually knew the old alaia.

[gliitchedwitch]

Hey so I’m gonna take full advantage of this bc I’m nosy af. But also sorry I’m like this. Aranea 8, 9, 10, 13, 15, 16, 17, 18, 23, 24, 29, 33, 36, 38, 41, 42, 45, 60 Rurora 3, 8, 9, 15, 18, 22, 24, 33, 38, 40, 42, 45, 47 Mixys 3, 24, 25, 36, 38, 40, 45, 60

Aranea 8: What are some of your OCs strengths?very good at sneaking like impossibly good at it. Her base skill total in it without rolling is 30. She can also sing pretty well,, eheheh,, ,

9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?weak in the will department but that happens when you’ve been mentally and physically tortured to be an obedient tool. She also looks at water and sweats nervously, swimming not a strong suit,

10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?she has this spider silk crop top she made. It’s p nice.13: What is your OCs earliest memory?waking up, imprisoned, feeling extremely fatigued from having been created hours prior. No recollection of who she is (or was) and in unspeakable pain as she was still healing from the process.

15: What makes your OC angry?it used to be not much of anything. Nowadays it’s threats against those she’s willing to lay her life down for.

16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?Spring time around her “birth” day. It seems her current masters put in the effort to buy her gifts and spend a relaxing day with her on the occasion. Its.. oddly nice and unlike her day to day routines.  

17: How long can your OC hold their breath?huh, maybe a minute or two? She’s never tried23: Whats your OCs biggest secret?she’s currently hiding from her master’s that she’s learned parts of her past self before being fleahwarped and has regained a couple memories or at least she’s dreampt of them and plans on completely betraying her masters if they prove too great a threat

24: What does your OC smell like?I’ve actually thought about this before  (so ha!)

She smells like firearm oils and gunsmoke with a hint of fancy soap. The DM says blood

29: Can your OC swim?haha nah, hence the nervous sweating at water ,

33: Are your OCs parents dead?probably and she prolly killed them, drow are wild my dudes,

36: What turns your OC on?oh,, uhm,, uh,, , she likes being in charge

38: Does your OC have any pets?, Nah, they don’t normally allow pets to have pets,

41: What is your OCs motto about life?it used to be obedience and putting her master’s wishes above all else. Now she lives to protect the things she’s come to find precious in this life.

42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?Tea, she actually has had that trait from day one and there is a pound of tea leave a in her adventuring gear

45: Does your OC like reading?Yes, there are plenty of books in her masters’ home and she is surprising well read.

60: Does your OC enjoy nature?hmm.. yeah, I think she’d find it calming and relaxing to just sit and enjoy the outside if given the chance.Ruroura 3: What’s your OCs favorite food?She’s a carboholic, so anything bread or alcohol pls 8: What are some of your OCs strengths?Smithing! She’s really good with her hands and loves making weapons and armor! She’s also halfway decent at playing medic. 9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?Cute toll people and heights 15: What makes your OC angry? Injustice, shoddy craftsmanship18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?Uh, boi shorts? 22: Has your OC ever killed someone?Yeah. She also put a teammate straight into death saving throws while trying to heal them. He pulled through tho so it’s all good!! 24: What does your OC smell like?Antiseptic, sweat, coal dust and molten iron33: Are your OCs parents dead?Nah, her mom and dad are both back home holding down the fort at the smithy 38: Does your OC have any pets?She once had a molerat named Nug when she was a young girl. Nug was a real card. 40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?So when she was still a wild young teen doing teenage things a few of the other rowdy youths had dared someone to go and spook old man Dwofack’s livestock. And lil’ ol’ Ruroura here took up the challenge to not only spook the whole herd but to also ride one of the damn aurochs bare back out of there. 42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?Neither, she’s a water and ale kind of gal  45: Does your OC like reading?Yes! Especially about new smithing techniques. 47: Does your OC tolerate violence?Only if it’s in all fairness. She’d not tolerate violence or cruelty against an innocent or someone unable to defend themselves Mixys 3: What’s your OCs favorite food?She likes cured meats mostly so tough, salty foods  24: What does your OC smell like?(you really like them olfactory descriptors huh) She tells like worked leather, the various fumes from the latest batch of elixirs and the way a fuse does as it’s just been lit. 25: What time of year does your OC prefer?Anything but the rainy season… 36: What turns your OC on?Neck kisses and ear nibbles 38: Does your OC have any pets?Her girlfriend does but she doesn’t personally40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?Possible becoming bros with and eldritch being like it ain’t no thang. 45: Does your OC like reading?It’s hard for her to concentrate a lot of the times (she gets distracted very easily) but she tries her best because she does enjoy it 60: Does your OC enjoy nature?Not exactly her element but she’s got a bit of a soft spot for it one might say

[ventace]

So, for quite a while now, I’ve had the idea to put together mini playlists for each of the Fameblue gemlings created by @zawa-ro, but I actually finally forced myself to stop thinking about it, and actually get it done.

I’ve also made a bonus playlist for Adam. Even though he’s not Fameblue, he’s often associated with them, and there’s been tons of inquiries to zawa about the hypothetical scenario in which the Fameblue kids meet him, so...

Anyways, I’m rambling. This is gonna be a long post, since I’m also gonna be posting pictures, and detailing my reasons behind the songs I picked, so it’ll be under a cut.

First up, we have Amebeast. Before doing this list, I didn’t have too much of an idea as to what her personality was like, so I went and asked zawa about it. I was informed that Amebeast is the charismatic leader who protects others, and has lots of fun.

Armed with this knowledge, I went to find songs with implications of being a hero, or protecting others in some way, and included some that are high-energy and fun.

1. “The Awakening” - Onlap

2. “The Hero!!” - JAM Project

3. “Home” - Phillip Phillips

4. “Run With Us” - Lisa Lougheed

5. “Live to Rise” - Soundgarden

6. “Open Your Heart” - Crush 40

Next up, we have Big Blue Agate. She’s one of the main characters over at zawa’s blog, and most people who follow them know her. The second in Holly’s first litter, she is a master of fantastic facial expressions and not giving a fuck.

To reflect this, I armed her playlist with songs that showcase that attitude, but I also threw in two songs to describe her blossoming relationship with that charming citrine guard.

1. “Beez in the Trap” - Nicki Minaj

2. “Alright” - Supergrass

3. “Bad Reputation” - Joan Jett

4. “Motherfucker Got Fucked Up” - Folk Uke

5. “Accidentally in Love” - Counting Crows

6. “Paralyzer” - Finger Eleven

Moving on, we have Carnie. This gal strikes me as someone who likes to be front-and-center; she’s got confidence, and she’s never afraid to express it to anyone, much to her sisters’ chagrin sometimes.

Since that’s what I’m going off of, I filled Carnie’s playlist with songs that are all full of confidence and absolute fun, with one containing a reference to how she hopes she never has to deal with anything too bad.

1. “I’m Too Sexy” - Right Said Fred

2. “Fashionista” - Jimmy James

3. “Stayin’ Alive” - The Beegees

4. “Don’t Stop Me Now” - Queen

5. “The Impression That I Get” - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

6. “Scream” - Cee Lo Green

Next, we have everyone’s favorite spoiled brat, Light Amethyst! Now, we all know she’s spoiled, as I said, as well as crass and obnoxious, but there’s another facet to her that I explored for her playlist: her lonely side. zawa said Light has always been the loneliest of the Fameblue kids, so I decided to go with that facet (ha, unintentional pun) of her.

As such, her playlist is full of songs that set a somber, lonely tone. The last song provides some measure of happiness for her; is it directed at her mother? Her sisters? That adorable, bratty daughter of hers? Only Light can say for sure.

1. “Welcome to My Life” - Simple Plan

2. “I Need Some Sleep” - Eels

3. “Nobody Home” - Pink Floyd

4. “Have You Ever Seen the Rain?” - Creedence Clearwater Revival

5. “Heaven (Reincarnation Version)” - Shihoko Hirata

6. “Thank You” - Dido

Soft Jasper is up next, and she’s ready to rumble! She’s the luchador supreme, and she’s ready to defend her family with everything she’s got, so don’t you mess with her! But she’s also quite nice and sweet with her sisters, hence her name.

Since she’s so very much like a wrestler aesthetically, I threw a wrestler’s theme on here for her. Taking from the luchador element, I threw in a track from Rodrigo y Gabriela. Aside from that, I also put in a song that represents her love for her family, and one of the most inspirational tracks to ever come out of a sports movie.

A fun fact about this list is that it’s the only one with instrumental tracks on it! Also, for reference, Dyna Blade is a character from the Kirby franchise; she’s very protective of her family, hence why her theme from one of the games is on here.

1. “The Wall (Mark Henry’s Theme)” - Heet Mob

2. “Diablo Rojo” - Rodrigo y Gabriela

3. “Eye of the Tiger” - Survivor

4. “Dyna Blade” - Multiple Composers

5. “We Are Family” - Sister Sledge

6. “Water From the Moon” - David Lanz

Last up in the Fameblue lineup (but most certainly not least!) is the precious BB Agate! She’s the epitome of the word “sweetheart”, with tons of love and happiness that she just can’t resist spreading to everyone around her.

The songs on her playlist reflect that irresistible sweetness, containing some of the best tracks about loving others and cheering them up, and having fun with your pals, as well as just being happy about the world around her and being hopeful for the future.

1. “Lean On Me” - Bill Withers

2. “Bridge Over Troubled Water” - Simon & Garfunkel

3. “Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World” - Israel “Iz” Kamakiwo’ole

4. “Fix You” - Coldplay

5. “Heart of Life” - I Fight Dragons

6. “Raincloud Chill” - Brad Breeck

As promised, here’s the bonus Adam Blue DeMayo playlist! He seems like an honest, hardworking guy who enjoys the simple things in life, and loves his family with all of his heart.

His playlist is full of things concerning family, being happy, and enjoying some relaxation time while listening to the world around him. Since he’s often the target of much adoration due to his dapper outfits, I also threw in a song in reference to that!

1. “Simple Man” - Shinedown

2. “Working Man” - Rush

3. “Sharp Dressed Man” - ZZ Top

4. “My Hero” - Foo Fighters

5. “Happy” - Pharrell Williams

6. “Fat Old Sun” - Pink Floyd

And that about does it, folks! This was a real nice challenge to give myself, but it was fun, too (especially coming up with Carnie’s playlist). I hope people like all of these playlists! Have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night, y’all!

[diamondsdubaionline]

The Perfect Proposal Choice: Rose Gold Engagement Rings.

Each and every woman fantasizes about the right moment whenever the man of her dreams would propose to her. Though it might change in every detail based on each girl's taste, one element which is always present seems to be the engagement ring given to the happy gal. It is the ideal item that each and every woman desires since it represents the man's undivided devotion for her. It is also fashioned of various precious metals for suiting the preferences of each user. In this post, we will explore rose gold engagement rings as well as why they're a popular option for ladies joining the sacrament of matrimony.

What Exactly Is Rose Gold?

The very first thing which comes to mind whenever we think of jewellery is that it is generally made up of gold, silver, platinum, or white gold. And whenever it comes to the engagement rings, certainly only a select few would consider a rose gold engagement ring. What seems to be rose gold, exactly? It is, by default, a combination of two metals. We all actually know that gold seems to be a lustrous metal which is frequently used to make jewellery, but the reality is that pure gold has been too soft to be utilized to make jewellery.

Why It's Becoming So Popular?

As per a study, the following are some of the basic reasons why rose gold is gradually becoming a common pick:

Odd Color Combination - Clearly, due of the unusual color combination, many people desire to actually have them so that they may distinguish themselves from wearing standard rings as well as make this time more unforgettable.

Appeal - Because of the pinkish-gold tone, the color emanates a romantic appeal. Apart from that, it's much more wearable since it complements the majority of women's complexion tones.

Less Expensive - Because rose gold rings are comprised of 75% gold as well as 25% copper, they are less expensive than yellow as well as white gold. To males, this is a more favored option since they would not only be likely to provide an engagement ring which will set their lady apart from everyone else, but they will also be able to provide an engagement ring which will make their woman apart from everyone else, However, they do not have to be concerned about spending more money, which may jeopardize the budget. Rose Gold Engagement Ring is the best thing.

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10 Loose Android Apps With a view to Honestly Make You Money While Shopping

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10 Loose Android Apps With a view to Honestly Make You Money While Shopping

Shopping is either natural bliss or torture relying on who you ask. Irrespective of which stop of the spectrum you’re on, Android apps will help you save Cash and can help you end up an extra efficient client (which I’m positive appeals to most of you). So what does that entail? It’s going to give the shopaholics extra bang for his or her greenback, which is by no means a bad component. Perhaps even greater importantly, those Android apps will provide homophobes what they actually crave- much less time in the stores!

The pure electricity and functionality of those Android apps can without a doubt make Purchasing definitely an all new enjoy. No matter if those apps characteristic as a Shopping list, database, storefront or a supplemental information supply, they’re all squarely aimed at one thing: if you use them, they’ll prevent Cash!

You are getting a sense like Android Buying apps, in preferred, might just assist you, right? Well right here are 10 Android apps That will save you Cash Whilst they help you fulfill all your Purchasing desires and dreams. Oh, and did I point out that all those ten are absolutely Unfastened to download?

SnapTell

Need to recognize greater about an object you saw on the rack? just use SnapTell to scan the barcode of any CD, DVD, e-book or online game and you will be able to get all of the records you may in all likelihood want. What type of facts? Well, in case you just Need some more cursory statistics, that’ll work. maximum extensively, in case you Want to look how the price stacks up to other vendors, it can try this for you in seconds. This app might be a large time Money-saver for you if you take the time to apply it earlier than you’re making that subsequent media purchase!

Key Ring Reward Cards

That is a completely accessible app to consolidate all your litter to your purse/pockets Whilst making sure which you don’t lose precious Reward/loyalty Playing cards. How does it work? All you do is take a picture of the barcode of your Reward card (pretty much any respectable sized organization with a rewards software is within the database- over 650 packages) and input some simple records approximately the store. It is it; You are now equipped to apply your smartphone as your Reward card at that shop in the future by using pulling up your Reward facts from that save on this Android app. It’s in all likelihood no longer for non-techies or those who crave severe simplicity. It’s far, but, a terrific concept and era With the intention to no question get crisper within the destiny.

if you do not thoughts wearing all your Reward Playing cards and probably losing one or two alongside the way (and having to suffer via the wait to replace the cardboard), this Unfastened Android app seems like a waste of time. But, if the more inch of not-so-soft plastic padding for your rump (or the misuse of perfectly excellent purse area- no longer to say the capability inability to apply your elegant tiny purse out Buying) isn’t always idyllic, this app is well worth the short while to download and get the whole thing set up nicely.

OurGroceries

That is the correct app for the happy, busy family of Android phone customers. It allows the youngsters to forever and ever upload all their essential ingredients. When the items are bought, they can be removed from the list (on all the Android phones It’s registered to) and then, 4 hours later, they are able to effortlessly be added again onto the list! Joking aside, This is a terrific app to have for the new-age hyper busy, hyper tech households that Want to end up more efficient.

Hiya, it expenses a number of Cash to preserve shopping that more loaf of bread that your husband/spouse (or maybe you- way to that not sure hmm, don’t we need bread moment even though you just bought loaves the previous day- yes You are no longer alone!) just picked up and will end up turning green earlier than everyone has a danger to make a sandwich with it.

OI Shopping listing

To me, this app, fully named the OpenIntents Purchasing listing, is like the OurGroceries for the unmarried parents out there. no longer to say a circle of relatives wouldn’t advantage from this app, it just has extra capabilities and It is not a super suit just like the other app is for families that need a simple method to maintain upon their present day Buying desires. That being said, this app is an effective workhorse and can certainly come to be saving you endless hours and a few first-rate cash at 12 months give up.

US Telephone book Search

This is one of the extra useful Unfastened Android apps to be had and I will be honest, it would not a hundred% suit with the topic of assisting you to keep Money Even as Buying. I ought to argue that it does, However for simplicity, I’ll simply use an antique click: Time is Money! Saving some time is just as right as saving coins on those busy days out and about. Having this app in your Android telephone is like having three hundred exceptional-thick Yellowbook from all over the US stuffed into your again pocket. now not a horrific issue in case your tour a first rate quantity or experience living outdoor of your own home. It’s just an excellent aid to have reachable for those instances when you need to find a business’s variety fast.

eBay

This reliable app brings eBay to your Android smartphone. It is the form of loopy, However, I think I love this UI better than the real website on my laptop. I do not know if That’s an awesome factor or an awful. Though, it offers you an idea that this Android app changed into developed successfully and without a doubt hits the mark. That is if you’re an eBay fan; if you’re now not, sorry!

  Just like eBay’s Android app, this beauty from Amazon brings all of the capability from the overall sized internet site to your Android cellphone. It’s brilliant how seamless this transition appears for those massive resellers. This is a first-rate issue for us even though!

Craigslist

The last of the giant resellers’ Android apps on this listing, I promise. Properly, type of: in case you do not encompass Groupon for your listing of “resellers”, I have never lied to you. So, in case you’ve ever used Craigslist, you know the way entirely crucial It’s miles to test out a capacity “killer object” inside five mins of it being posted and finally be the first handful of people to contact the seller to have any hopes of truly ending up with it on your ownership.

That being said, if you use Craigslist and you’ve got an Android phone, YOU want THIS APP NOW! Haha, sorry to scream, However, if you’re going to use this portal of goodness with the hopes of subsequently shopping for something you Want/need, you need to have on the spot get right of entry to newly published objects. The simplest way to do this (I’m taking liberties assuming you are not a recluse and on your home PC 24/7) is to have to get right to entry to “on-the-cross” to instant notifications on your set of items that hobby you and also a manner to view them. This app performs each of those important movements and does them Well.

*Please, for your sake, if you Want to be the guy (gal) bragging about the tremendous deal you bought at the “coolest element within the global” in place of the now not-so-glad version of you, unfortunately, telling the story approximately “the only that got away” to anybody who will pay attention, download this app!*

Groupon

This is the reputable app from the immensely popular and unexpectedly developing Groupon website. This website has a “cult-like” following (now not in a terrible manner!) which Certainly blessings its users. Essentially, the extra human beings that use their offerings, the greater offers are provided to the users and that helps anybody shop an excellent sum of money! This Loose Android app ensures which you’re in no way out of the “Groupon loop” and you may have the possibility to take benefit of the attractive gives anywhere you’ll be.

The Coupons App

Some other Cash-saving coupon app? yes! It truly is all I will say- the possibilities of saving a dollar in this financial system is a powerful pressure it seems. I am nearly a piece surprised at myself that I failed to absolutely inundate this “Buying list” with coupon apps (patting myself on the shoulder for spreading out the love). If only I could move back in time to 1989 and use this app in preference to clipping 500-plus coupons from the Sunday paper (for my mom). Well, those were excellent instances- minus the paper cuts.

What is this Android app going to do for you? Something and the entirety coupon associated; it brings the coupons with you for your telephone and allows you to discover new ones even Whilst You are at the shop! This is quite extremely good for the ones people now not commanding “Pinnacle CEO” salaries…

Honorable mention:

  There may be the simplest one Unfastened Android app that I would take into account placing in this listing. The cause is as it’s likely the most crucial app for everybody to download these days. I bear in mind it more of a “mandatory app” than an Android Purchasing app and that’s why It is right here.

The app I’m speaking of is the Barcode Scanner. Amongst other matters, it permits you to browse the internet for your laptop and take a picture of the QR Code of an app You are interested in downloading. Once the code is processed (which takes little or no time- speak seconds), the corresponding Android app’s download page seems inside the Google Market! It’s that easy and works like an attraction after you get beyond the short “operator mistakes” stage that plague most of us.

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