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onewomancitadel · 2 years ago

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Let's move away from being a hater about fandom shit and towards the topic of romcoms again (I sort of gestured at Bridget Jones' Diary recently). I rewatched Love, Actually after not having seen it since I was a teenager and by God it was a miserable, miserable, miserable experience. I think the only decent plotline was Bill Nighy's character ('Don't buy drugs, kids; become a rockstar and they give them to you for free!') because it had sincere development and comedy (only funny bits) with his manager but the rest of it is just gross, either from things that aged poorly (oh, the prime minister and his secretary is, hm, and the speech at the American president is weird) to just downright not being romantic at all (er: almost all of it) to unsympathetic characters (read: all of them except for Emma Thompson).

The one thing that did conceptually work was the notion of interconnected stories and an ensemble cast that moved in and out of each other's narratives, and this is actually the sort of thing I'd wish we could see more of in film as it was quite clever. I also like that in the original concept for the film, Rowan Atkinson's character is a literal angel trying to set Alan Rickman back on the right course to not cheat on his wife with his secretary, who, um, suffers from some rather uncharitable harlot, temptress, jezebel characterisation, which is really not how it works. Alan Rickman's character is a stupid old man thinking with his willy-ego. Anyway, point being the implication of magical realism actually sounded quite exciting to me, and does actually make sense for a 'Christmas magic' film. I guess I wish we had more magical realism in general lol.

I think what's so weird about the whole film is that it just felt decidedly unromantic. It goes for a tone which is meant to be cutesy and compassionate but it really falls flat in execution, and a film like it could have possibly worked without the Christmas set-dressing. All of the relationships that don't end happily or are unrequited etc. feel more at home in something trying to be artsy than something trying to be in the spirit of fucking Christmas and joy and love and also it's a romcom u guise. If the most inspired thing about Love, Actually is its ensemble cast, then it's not something that needed the whole Christmas thing to work - and in fact detracts from it overall.

Of course I keep trying to 'get into' romcoms because I like romance. I live and breathe romance. But most of them are just... not it. It's not the paint-by-numbers, it's not genre expectations or just lack of chemistry or uninspired scripts or whathaveyou, I think it's because they just explore a seriously bad theory of romance. Romance without character and romance without plot and romance without a meaningful thematic statement is not interesting to me, and not artistically justified. But the romcom and the average notion of romance is just predicated upon characters kiss I guess and have feelings and whoops cutesy accident hijinks and shenanigans!

#stirring the pot #on romance once again

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adultswim2021 · 2 years ago

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Space Ghost Coast to Coast #62: “Warren” | September 4, 1998 | S05E05

One of the more interesting episodes, and one I’ve gone back and forth on opinion-wise. The first time I ever encountered it, I was slightly baffled. I thought perhaps they were changing Space Ghost’s format. It’s purpose becomes much clearer when you’ve sat with it for a bit.

This one starts off with Space Ghost, Zorak, and Moltar hanging out in Space Ghost’s apartment. (Zorak is hilariously reclined in what’s apparently the only seat in Space Ghost’s living room while Space Ghost and Moltar stand around him. I’m guessing they were limited by using pre-existing art, and they had drawings of Zorak sitting in Space Ghost’s recliner from the Boobookitty episode). They are watching The Warren Show. We don’t see the titular Warren at first; we only hear him off camera. His guest is an alternate version of Space Ghost, with Gary Owen’s voice coming out of his mouth. The “real” Tad Ghostal is flummoxed by this imposter, and takes Moltar and Zorak on a trip to go confront Warren for having him on the show. He also wants to get to the bottom of who this imposter really is.

Space Ghost and friends not only find Warren (who turns out to be a live-action potted plant, Ficus for Congress eat your heart out), but also Space Ghost’s Gary-Owens-voiced replicant. The replicant momentarily glitches out and you can see the live-action footage of the Gary Owens interview they conducted for this episode. That’s what makes this episode so unique; not only do they break format from talk show to action-adventure parody, but they also recontextualize a live-action interview and transform it into a meta drama about a fictional character torn asunder when different versions of himself collide with one another.

The true nature of this episode is probably along these lines: this interview with Gary Owens, the original voice of Space Ghost (as well as the announcer for Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-in, hence him saying “sock it to me” late in the episode), was probably not ideal to use in a more straight-forward episode. He couldn’t help being meta in a more cutesy way, and resulting talk show episode would probably be cloying, plodding, reverent, all the things this show should NEVER BE. A traditional Space Ghost episode with this interview would probably come off like Tracy Zooms In. Marvelously, they make it work by bending over backwards and breaking the entire show to do it.

It would reasonably follow that in the spirit of breaking the show, they came up with one of their anti-television stunts; this episode originally aired as a 36 minute uninterrupted presentation in which the episode itself loops three times before cutting to closing credits. The episode is a recursive infinite loop if you want it to be. How there isn’t a “Warren for 10 Hours” video on Youtube baffles me. Adult Swim should do that. On TV the loop is only differentiated by Space Ghost’s final line to Warren’s magic screen. “When you see him in (Poland/Pelham/Conyers)”

In retrospect, this is almost like a pilot for Adult Swim itself. This also feels like an important stepping stone towards other Williams Street Adult Swim series. Borrowed or limited assets digitally animated on similarly borrowed or limited backdrops to create a short, funny story with a beginning, middle, and an end is a formula that would be applied to shows like Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Sealab 2021, The Brak Show, 12. Oz. Mouse, among others. It’s an important evolution to the Williams Street style, and it proves that they don’t have to be limited to just making just fake talk shows.

As for how enjoyable this episode truly is: I will say that it took me a while to appreciate this episode. It’s very interesting on a meta-level. But I don’t know if there’s a ton of laughs. There are funny moments for sure, though. I really do prefer the more “normal” episodes to this. It’s a cool piece of art, and watching it now might be dulled by the years of Adult Swim programming that’s followed it. Weirdly I don’t find that to be an issue with the more traditional Space Ghost episodes. But you gotta respect it.

Viewing Note: the “long” version was released officially on the now very out of print DVD, but HBOMax only carries the short version.When viewing the short version please understand that the scene at the end is actually occurring directly before the scene at the beginning. Thank you.

MAIL BAG

Space Ghost rocks.

Hey you know what? He sure does.

hey do you like this song ♫ You don't know me by now/ you'll never ever ever know me/ ooooo wooooo ♫

I think I already answered this one, please disregard

hey bill murray didn't come in until season 2

I know :(

DVD EDIT ALERT: A bit where Garrett goes off singing "Money" by The O'Jays was significantly shortened for the DVD. I can't paste the whole thing easily but following snard's transcript the deleted section starts with "Garrett Morris: (sings) Some people, got to have it." and ends with "Space Ghost: I'm talkin' to myself." Probably. I haven't re-checked that to be sure but I like to think my memory for Space Ghost DVD edits is perfect. Please don't burst my bubble.

I didn’t realize that! Dang it!

the lewis lectures still rocks my world? who the fuck was that f**?

I edited out your slur AND I’M TELLING ON YOU FOR SAYING IT

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #space ghost coast to coast

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nightguide · 10 days ago

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NO AGONY IN WORSHIPPING IMMATERIALS OF IMAGINATION: WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET

LEMME ANSWUR ALL UR QUESTIONS IN THE IMAGINTERNET SEXPLORER TO NO HOMO COMMON DUECE HYPERSENSITIVITY BONER COMPLEX IN YOUR MOFONE COMBO U WANNA TRY IN FIGHT LIKE A SUPER-SAIYAN IN THE KING OF FIGHTERS (WHERE THE PARTY IS AT)

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U 8NT THERE NO MO', THAT IS A GUILLOTINE BUZZA- AN I H8 U FOR NOT PICKING ME UP ON UR G8TORADE SODA-FEST WITHOUT U HINTING ON A COMIC BOOK RETURN (HOW MUCH U H8 THANOS IN REAL TIME)

WANNA BET. ARC OF ACE VENTURA, THOT DETECTIVE, NO BRAINS BUT BRILLIANCE, HECK JUST PERSUADE YOUR CASHIER FOR THE SAME GOAL YOU HAVE IN MIND AND BUILD THAT SHIT WITH HIM (YOUR CLASH OF CLANS FORTRESS FOR FREE YIPEEE TAX AFFAIRS WITHOUT YOU EVEN 'COMMITTING A CRIME, IF YOU HAVE YOUR BEST FRIEND ON MIND') YOU SAVE, NOT ONLY TAX PAYERS PROFITS (CELL PHONE MONASTERIES IN ENGLAND NOW A CHURCH FOR CRIME BOSSES LA TO GO LAS VEGAS IN JUNE SOMEWHERE IN 2025 FOR A FREE LA TRIP NOWWWWW) THAT HE (OG MASTER UP THERE, CAN SQUAT INSTEAD OF STANDING UP LIKE THAT WITH THAT BOUFFANT YOU CALL A 'HEADDRESS FANNCY' AND LA UR GARMENTS UP IN 1972 IN THE EAST O ENGLAND (WHERE U THINK THE PARTY IS @ BUT HATE IT NOW CUZ U HAVE THE SAME DEMONIC MONK ASKING YOU FOR FREE COINS)

GODLESS ARCHITECT

ATKINSON JUST LET HIM DIE FOR OLD TIMES SAKE BUT THE OCCASIONAL DRAWSTRING THEORY IS NOW ABLE TO BE USED BY BLACK ARTISTS TODAY (ALREADY MADE FAMOUS) THAT THE WORD 'PUSSY' COMES FROM THIS GUY ONLY, CUZ HE DID NOT LIE BETWEEN THE WORDS AND TIME, THIS GUY IS MARRIED TO A BLACK WOMAN IN REAL LIFE AND SHE WAS LIKE 'OKAY (TALKS TO THE ACTUAL DOCTOR IRL), THIS AINT GONNA HURT A BIT' BUT SHE HAS A BABY-LIKE CUTESY RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM THAT EVEN RA HAS NO HEART TO FIGHT HIS WILL TO FART (HENCE THE FCKIN COMIC RELIEF MADE HIM ABLE TO GASLIGHT SCREENS CUZ OF HIS GONORRHEA IRL)

U GOTTA BE A SUCKER FOR HORROR MOVIES FOR COMPANIONS TO SEE THIS HIGHLY ACCURATE SHIT IN REAL TIME, AND NOT BELIEVE IN A GHOST ACCORDINATION (OFTEN SEERS, FORTUNE TELLERS IN THE 90'S THAT WERE ABLE TO LIVE LONG ENOUGH (IMMORTAL PROBABLY) CUZ TIMING OF HORROR WAS NEUTRAL TO NONE, IF FAMOUS, YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING BY STARRING IN YOUR OWN IMAGINATION BY BEING IN A MOVIE FOR A LONG TIME (USUALLY MEMORY ADAPTATION IS THE WAY TO TRAVEL IN THE 2020'S (SLEEPER SONIC SCREWDRIVER OF ANOTHER DIMENSION) AND THOSE WHO ARE NOT FAMOUS, ARE MEMORISED BY ROLE TO BE IN THE 80'S (SO THEY HAD HELP FROM CELEBRITIES THERE SINCE FAME DOES NOT GO INTO HUNGER (RAMADAN IS WHERE THEY END IT) TO MAKE SURE THE COMPANION AND DOCTOR HAS NO TROUBLE IN REAL TIME SINCE ACCURACY FALLS TO THE TRUE DOCTOR (LINNA RIAZ) AND WHY THEY ARE LEGACY TOUCHED (OFTEN SO BY TAROT CALLS FROM THEIR KIDS FROM THE FUTURE IN CONNECTION TO HATE CHAINS TO THEIR LIVES BEING DESTROYED BY NAZAR QUALITY (CAUSE OF LOSS IS OFTEN SEEN FROM THE WAY OF LIFE LIVED THAN THE LATTER SO THEIR FATHERS KNEW ABOUT THE WAY THEY WERE TREATED IF THEY WERE NOT AROUND FOR GOOD MEASURE (THE WORD 'IF' IS CURSED IN THE 2020'S MORE THAN THE 90'S KNOWING THE END FROM LINNA RIAZ TELLING THE STORY FOR THE WORLD TO HEAR AND LOVE HER FOR (ONE OF THE VICTIMS OF WITNESS TRIALS MADE FAMOUS BY HEART AND TIME (HOW SHE WAS PERCIEVED FROM HER MOTHER IN THE END (LOSS OF THOUGHT TO BREAK INTO DUE TO HER AUTISM)

TIME TRAVELLERS HAVE THEORIES OVER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO SEE AN ALIEN BUT IT'S THE WAY THE WORLD KILLS THE MIND FIRST TIME (HORROR KILLS THE WORLD THEY USED TO HAVE, SO ITS NOT ACTING ANYMORE)

KEANU REEVES GHOST RECON

DOES NOT HEAR HIMSELF IS HOW HE CANNOT GET WORDS (TRANSLATOR) THAT EVEN ROWAN ATKINSON VIBED WITH THAT AND SAID 'DEFAULT. BRO LEARN UR CALLIGRAPHY' (SETS HIM STR8 ON BROADWAY 30 YEARS TO COME)

HA. EVEN MADE FUN OF HIM SINCE HE CALLED IT QUITS (BRO GO WATCH YOUR FIRST LIFE ON MR. BEAN)

NO FORMS OF BURPING OR REASONABLE GAS TO GIVE IS HOW HE SAID 'NCUTI GATWA DOES NOT WANT YOU TO FART IN REAL TIME, CUZ THEY CHARGE HOLY AIR FOR THAT' AND ITS MOLLUSCS NOW VAPING AND U HATE COLLECTING THOSE LIKE POKEMON (STARTED ARRAY OF A COLLECTION TO END IT IS HOW U KNOW DIRT DOES NOT SMELL BUT YOU HAVE TO BE IN ONE (GOD-BOSS LEVEL IS YOU SNIFFING MY (LINNA RIAZ DOCTOR) FATHER'S INSIDE TO COMPLETE YOU ALTER-EGO SUPREMACY IN ATKINSON LOGIC (MR. BEAN IS THE DEAD DATE OF ALL TIME: U BEING LED OUT OF THAT EX-MACHINA DEUS PUSSY YOU GOT A LONG TIME AGO (YOUR FIRST WHIPPED CHERRY BAKEWELL'S ASS WITH IT)

LEARN TO SETTLE LOGIC AND SCWHORE WITH SETTLING LOGIC WITH SCORE, NOW FIND THE DIFFERENCE AND BUY HIS MERCH (AIR)

CONGRATULATIONS, YOU CAN SLEEP (THE DIVINE SECRET OF TIME)

U HATE YOUR MOTHER, GO AHEAD AND SAY IT.

U GOT UNCOMFORTABLE WATCHING UR MOTHER DANCING GROWING UP, DIDN'T YOU. WE ALL HAD THAT PHASE

U THINKING OF HIM

TONGUE TO-

MIRROR YOU

NOW SEE YOUR MOTHER DANCE HER TITTIES OFF AT YOUR FUNERAL (WHAT LIFE SHOULD BE)

ASTAGHFIRULLAH LOGIC IS NOW UR GRANDDAD REFLECTING UR VALUES AT THE SAME TIME (WHAT IS 'SHE' UP TO?) HYPERVISION INTERNET IS BLACK MEN LINNA'S AGE CANNOT AFFORD TO DANCE BUT HATE WATCHING COUPLES ON THE INTERNET LIKE A GAY PARADE HAPPENING IN THE SOUTH (YK WHAT I MEAN)

IMAGINE BEING GHOST-CATAPULTED INTO A SCENARIO LIKE THAT. SO YOU MARRY THE SEX GOD YOU BELIEVED YOU SEE TO WAKE UP NEXT TO A THWART WART CASH GRINGO IN REAL LIFE TO 'TEST YOUR LIMITS' SO YOU GET PULLED INTO A 1-1 SITUATION BETWEEN 'BODY OVER YONDER' TO 'WHERE FOR ART THOU MIND' TO CHOOSING CASH OVER HOT ASS IN THIS DAY AND AGE (SHE WARNED AND SUCCEEDED, MASHAAALLAH SISTER ASSISTANT)

ASHAHSAJKAKJKAJSKJASJA SHE EXPECTING

SHE GONE AN WAITED, LIKE THAT WAS THE SHITTY SCENARIO SUMMED UP THAT LINNA RIAZ WENT THROUGH TO GRAB A COKE OR WINE OR SMTG THAT ENABLED NOW A HUGH GRANT SITUATION BETWEEN THE WORLD AND TIME AN SPACE, LIKE NO HYOKE (TRYNA SAY 'JOKE' IN SPANISH LINGO) AN CRAZY TIME SHET EVEN MADE THE SET FRRRRRRRRRRRR ON CLASSICISM (WHICH DIS GUY BROUGHT BACK IN TIME ;) ;)

SLEEP ON IT SAG-AFTRA, IT'S CALLED UNIVER ('UNI' MEANING HATE BREAK AND 'VER' MEANING HEARTBROKEN BUT THE ESE DOES NOT EXIST IF THE 'E' IS ALLOWED TO BE WITHOUT A HONEY LIKE YOU, SO WE LIVE IN A HIVE COMPLEX, NOT IN A HELL HOLE LIKE ALL THE OTHER ALSATION BITCHES SEE EVERYDAY, SO IF YOU SEE THIS, YOU'RE SPECIAL AND U KNEW TO KNOW WHY BE IS BEING HOMELY HONEY HIVE SWEET LOGIC UP THE ASS TO BEING A HUGH GRANT FAN IN REAL LIFE (LIKE I CARE TO SEE HIS SHIT HAPPEN EVERYDAY BUT I LIVED IT (CONSPIRACY MARGIN TO BE IT, SO THERE IS NO BEE IN B IN BE IN BEEBO URIE CONDO MACARENA U ARE TO ME RN CUZ LIKELY SO, I'LL KISS A BOY TO KISS ASS (Say it to my fAce, Just for cause In Direct measure, not my ASS)

IF SHE TURNED WOMAN, THEN Y U COMPLAININ. HMM? COOR CORRHHHH WUHKAAAA

CHORES. THE ANSWER IS CHORES.

I DID MINE.

LAZY FAT BASTARDS DO NOT WIPE THEIR 2cent ASS FOR YOU TO LIVE ON

#and my course for thought ends on a black african dad telling you common sense #Youtube

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rowavolo · 1 year ago

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Hi! Okay, for the music themed asks, for Neuv, do Rock, Musicals, and Gaming tracks. For Cap, Folk and Jazz!

WAVES HI THERE!!!!!!!! BITES YOU EIGHT TRILLION TIMES !!!! MY STINKY !!!!!!! ILY!!!!

Neuvillette -

2. Rock — What's something you and your f/o are proud of each other for?

I'd be very proud of him for adapting so well to human life and behaviours and the little intricacies of socialisation, as well as his crazy good memory!!

I think he'd be proud of me every time i left the house without having some form of meltdown, or made it through a conversation without hiding behind him skdjfhjksfd,, no but fr he probably admires my general drive to sort of Keep Going

9. Musicals — What colors/sounds/scents remind you and your f/o of one another?

He'd associate me with orange, first and foremost (99.9% because of my hair), but secondarily, purple and turquoise. Not for any sentimental reason, but because the Melusines found out that those are my favourite colours and remind him like eight times a week kjshdfjkdfs -- he doesn't seem like the type to have much of a crossover between certain senses. I actually imagine him to have a pretty strong case of aphantasia, so those links just don't come naturally to him - because of this, he's also an extremely literal person. I'm to be associated with the general commotion i kick up whenever i'm nearby (see previous post), but also the chatter of overexcited melusines and imitations of the little chirps and purrs they make.

I associate him with blues, whites and that tarnished sort of gold colour he wears. Maybe a cloudy sort of grey. He's got a snake scale sort of texture but also a very smooth soft one. I associate him with the sound of a clock and work being done at a desk, the smell of rain, and the tapping of his cane.

10. Gaming tracks — What is a core memory or a memory you will never forget with your f/o?

Core memories would probably include how we met (which mostly just vibes to me as like. i testified in a trial as a witness or whatever and Freaked It(tm) and he called for a recess and comforted me n was like nice.

Outside of that, I imagine him introducing me to the Melusines as his partner for the first time was also a very memorable moment for us <3

Capitano

3. Folk — What's something funny your f/o has done or said, or a moment that has made you laugh?

I imagine he and I both have these very dry senses of humour, and our 'back and forth' can be a little confusing to those who aren't familiar. One that always gets me is when i make him carry something of mine that's very outwardly soft and kind of cutesy, so it clashes horribly with his whole dark-and-brooding aesthetic.

though, one piece of one of my fics does come to mind as being pretty amusing/silly

"If you were a fruit product," Rowan began the sentence as if it were an entirely normal subject to hop to. Capitano patiently awaited the rest of it as Rowan paused to think for a moment. "I think you'd be pear cider."

"You'd be applesauce." Capitano offered in return - they'd been together long enough for him to be able to keep up with Rowan's odd subject-hops and ways of expressing affection.

"Applesauce?!" Rowan blinked and set a hand on his chest in mock-offence. "I wanted to be something cool, like a jam, or-or a candy! Not baby food."

"You like applesauce." Capitano observed simply.

"Okay. Yeah. True, I guess." Rowan's cheeks flushed. "Guilty as charged. But I'm changing your answer to 'raisins' instead."

"I see." Capitano reached over to retrieve the last few items from the bag so he could put them away.

"You're s'posed to be upset about that, by the way." Rowan tipped his chin up as he watched the Harbinger mill around the kitchen silently.

"I like raisins." Capitano said, as he placed a jar of chutney in one of the cupboards.

"Well I don't!" Rowan burst out indignantly. "They're yucky and icky and squishy and gross and I hate them." While his words were angry, his tone bordered more on joking.

"You hate me?" Capitano turned to Rowan and tilted his head to the side - his helmet still remained firmly on, as it often did for the first few hours after he arrived home after a long stretch of time spent away on missions.

"Yep. Sorry, you need to find a new catboy to look after your cabin." Rowan shrugged in a nonchalant manner.

"I'll have Pantalone post an advertisement." Capitano took the joke in stride, a ghost of a smile pulling at his lips at his partner's familiar antics.

"Wait, no." Rowan began to backpedal immediately. "No no no. No." He scrunched up his face and grabbed onto the lapels of Capitano's coat, giving them a firm tug. "I'm territorial. You can't get a new catboy. Or girl. Or anything."

Capitano let out a low puff of amusement and stepped a little closer to Rowan, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him flush against his chest.

it's just fun and soft and domestic and silly and i like it <3

5. Jazz — What are some sweet or nice nicknames you and your f/o have for one another?

I headcanon Capitano's 'real' name to be Maleko, so on soft occasions i'd possibly call him 'eko', but usually it's just 'Cap', 'Capi' 'Tano' or some variation thereof.

I imagine he tends to call me things like 'cub' or 'pup' just because of My Vibes, but another one he's fond of is 'bambi' (tbh i made the story (or some variation thereof) canon in my version of teyvat simply because i like the nickname so much sfhkjdfsnk

#asks #general barks #ty for the ask !! this was fun hehe #capiro #rovillette #my writing

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catsdoodleshop · 1 year ago

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First Kiss

No beta, we die like men. Here's Sparrow canon lore no one asked for!

(I almost want to call it fic, but no he's my guy and it happened so it's canon...It's just fic adjacent if you squint because I nearly wrote it as a reader insert. Like "Yenn" is just everyone's favorite character Y/N but I didn't want to literally put Y/N. So do what you will with that solution what you will.)

This is fully a thing only a handful of people will care about, but damn I'm one of them. This ended up way longer than I thought it was going to be, so I'll just give the first page and put the rest under a cut. So if you don't feel like it's your vibe with will be easier to scroll on by!

It's a little cutesy, it's a little sad, and there is exactly 1 smooch

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The summer harvest always provided an opportunity for travelers to make spare coin on their journeys. Towns had festivals, farms needed spare hands, and Inns could become busy. While one such farm was a bit out of the way from the nearest town, it wasn’t wholly uncommon for strangers to pass by the small homestead. To call it a farm was generous, it had a garden for the family and a small wheat field. Chickens stayed close to the house, a few sheep and goats out in pasture, two horses housed in the stable. The home was modest and cozy, an open space and a spare room kept tidy and easily made ready if ever needed.

It was a dark and stormy night when one such passing stranger showed up, rain fell in sheets while thunder rattled the windows. Pa had thought he saw the barn doors move and didn’t even toss on a coat as he ran to check, fearing it was a fox or worse.

“Hey now, hey it’s alright! I just need a moment, I’m sorry”

A boy soaked with a short ragged cloak plastered to him was trying to calm a spooked horse when he Pa entered the barn.

He was nearly ready to swing at the boy until he turned around and Pa saw how scared he was. He had apologized profusely and asked to be allowed just to stay in the barn long enough for the storm to pass and he’d be on his way. Pa wouldn’t have it, and nearly dragged the boy to the house barging in asking Ma to get a warm meal for him and sending his daughter Yenn to ready the spare room.

Ma and Yenn shared a look of shock and confusion only for a moment before they set to the task. As the family shared tea with the boy he introduced himself as Rowan. Yenn had to try her best to hide her surprise when he finally took off the sopping rag he called a cloak. Travelers of many sorts came to stay now and then, but she could never recall a moon elf before. Long pointed ears and a green hue to his skin, she could see his eyes well with the mop of dark hair that hung and stuck in soft wet waves on his face. Yenn noted he was a tall boy and weathered well before the storm got him. She tried to pry a bit as she showed him to the spare room and handed him something dry to wear, to ask him about himself but he was reluctant to talk much.

He was told he was welcome to stay and rest with no need to pay, but he insisted he repay the hospitality somehow. Pa didn’t turn down the extra set of hands to help harvest their crops and tend to some repairs he couldn’t quite do on his own. Rowan seemed to quickly settle into a habit of helping even with the smallest of chores during his brief stay. It was almost annoying at first, how he held himself like an apology, always asking what he could do. But Yenn grew to look forward to being told “good morning” everyday and a gentle voice that asked if she wanted help or how she was doing that day.

Yenn found herself getting distracted by the way he’d roll his shoulders and wipe sweat off his brow while working. One time she cut her hand while preparing a midday meal and Rowan was quick to tend to her.

“Um, this might sting a bit, sorry”

The pain was the last thing on her mind as Rowan took her hand and so gently went about treating the wound. She was more worried if her face was turning red as she felt the heat rush to her cheeks. His brow knit in focus and worry and he wrapped her hand and checked over his work. His hair was always in his face, she could never quite catch his eyes.

“It- um it’s not too bad really so it should heal up in a few days” His voice was quiet and he wouldn’t look at her. His cheeks seemed a little rosier too.

“Thank you” Yenn responded softly, already missing the tender touch. She dared a question and joke “You must have gotten plenty of scrapes and bruises yourself being a mysterious traveler and all?”

She could have sworn for a moment the corner of his mouth quirked up in a smile. The rest of their chores forgotten for the day as they talked back and forth of skinned knees, deep bruises. He told her what it was like being chased by blood hawks, she explained how her first time riding a horse went terribly wrong. She decided his laugh was a sound she liked. As usual now, she eventually asked too many questions or maybe the wrong question and that distance grew again as he changed the subject.

Rowan had only stayed with them for two weeks or so.

Over those weeks a routine slowly developed where after supper and everyone had settled, he’d sit on the porch and stared as a starlit sky unfurled while his mind wandered elsewhere. At first when Yenn joined him he’d stumble and trip over his words to excuse himself so she could have privacy. Slowly she assured him there was plenty of space for them both on the porch, that he was allowed to exist in the same space. He never said much. He seemed like he had something gnawing at the back of his mind. Words were few, but some of those words were about trouble sleeping so mugs of chamomile tea joined the routine.

Yenn always knew he wouldn’t stay long, Rowan had said as much and he was surprised he stayed for more than a few days. He let Pa drag him around the farm to fix odds and ends, and always helped Ma take care of the dishes after supper. The stranger was fitting in so nicely into their lives, it was easy to offer to let him stay as long as he would like. But he insisted he would leave soon. It was subtle but as soon as he began to look relaxed he grew anxious again. One morning he said he would set out in just a few more days, that he had already stayed too long. Yenn felt something in her chest pull taught.

The moon was full and the breeze swept through the air as they sat, chamomile in hand, the night before he said he would leave. Crickets sang around them in their easy silence as he existed with her. She decided his face looked pretty in the moonlight.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay longer?” The question left her lips before she realized she asked it.

“I can’t…” His reply was barely a whisper

“You could”

“Your family has been generous enough, Yenn”

“It’s nice having you around” She started to shift closer to him, trying to close the short distance.

“It was nice being around” He felt like he was miles away as he began to turn away.

“Rowan..”

Her voice was soft and anxious as he turned to her. He didn’t notice how close she was and couldn’t think as she leaned into him pressing her lips into his. Yenn thought she saw starlight in his eyes before closing her own. The boy felt his chest tighten and he closed his eyes for a moment. It was soft. And short as he pulled away the taste of chamomile lingering.

“Yenn..” It was quiet and sad the way he said it “I- I’m- I don’t..”

And that taught string in her chest snapped as the distance between them flooded her senses again.

Yenn scrambled for words “I-I’m sorry! I just thought..that maybe you…and I, I’m sorry”

“No! It’s um, it’s alright. I just…I don’t”

“That was stupid”

“You're not stupid Yenn!” He grabbed her hand in that moment but let it go again just as quickly. He looked scared.

“I um..I know you said you were leaving…and I just wanted to tell you…” She couldn’t make sense of him. “I like you Rowan.”

“Yenn I-” He tried to respond but she cut him off

“You don’t have to say anything”. Now Yenn was the one looking away.

“I’m sorry…I..Goodnight Yenn” She could hear him get up

“I’ll see you in the morning” She couldn’t bring herself to look at him

She didn’t see him in the morning.

Ma said she thought she heard him packing last night, and he had said he would leave early. Pa said he caught him ready to leave just as dawn was breaking. He tried to talk sense into him, convince him to at least have a meal first and say goodbye before he was off. He said Rowan insisted that he didn’t want to trouble them further and needed to set out early because he had already stayed for too long. Yenn voiced her opinion that it was silly to not at least stay for breakfast, but Rowan always seemed a little strange. She couldn’t say out loud that she felt like maybe it was her fault.

She was hesitant to enter the spare room, and scolded herself for being afraid when she should be angry with him. As she opened the door she found a space as nearly as tightly as when she set it up. Nothing was left behind or left in disarray, he even saved her the trouble of changing and folding sheets. The only thing out of place was a folded up paper with her name on it. She went about her whole day with that paper tucked in her pockets, anxious about what it might say. When she read it that night she smiled to herself.

#uh oh cats talking about blorbos again #cat writes #Cat talks about sparrow again #dungeons and dragons PC stories

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windslar · 2 years ago

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Not So Berry Names

I just found a list of Not So Berry themed names that I made when I was doing the challenge. They lean on the side of cutesy and unconventional rather than your classic names. Anyway, I thought I’d share the list in case anyone playing wanted to use some of these names for their own gameplay.

Mint

Julep

Mojito

Pepper

Chip

Menthe

Minze

Jade

Corsica

Wrigley

Rose

Rosa

Cherry

Bloom

Ruby

Hawthorn

Balas

Camellia

Oleander

Scarlett

Carmine

Cerise

Poppy

Chili

Rowan

Crimson

Maple

Jasper

Clancy

Flynn

Garnet

Rory

Sorrell

Mars

Apple

Holly

Zinnia

Petunia

Cosmos

Yellow

Jaune

Amarelo

Lemon

Ochre

Honey

Zest

Mango

Bee

Honeysuckle

Wheat

Amber

Topaz

Daffodil

Citrine

Flax

Jasmine

Marigold

Xanthe

Sunny

Citrine

Bee

Acacia

Marigold

Honeydew

Grey / White

Siva

Grigio

Silver

Sterling

Ash

Steel

Nickel

Frost

Snow

Mist

Cloud

Rain

Hail

Timberwolf

Smoke

Storm

Wolf

Plum

Plume

Eirin

Violet

Violeta

Lila

Lavender

Amethyst

Indigo

Iris

Lilac

Mauve

Orchid

Thistle

Wisteria

Foxglove

Fig

Orange

Alani

Tangerine

Pumpkin

Apricot

Sienna

Nectarine

Eve

Summer

Roe

Persimmon

Rusty

Clementine

Saffron

Tawny

Butternut

Kumquat

Tiger

Persimmon

Pink

Coral

Orchid

Blush

Rouge

Blossom

Quartz

Clove

Posy

Camellia

Cerise

Mimi

Phlox

Lotus

Azalea

Dahlia

Peach

Apricot

Melon

Reef

Puff

Georgia

Schnapps

Melba

Blossom

Green

Zelena

Emerald

Leaf

Olive

Jade

Forest

Malachite

Fern

Hunter

Mindaro

Pistachio

Myrtle

Sage

Kale

Hazel

Juniper

Willow

Sylvie

Magnolia

Aspen

Silas

Roscoe

Kiwi

Basil

Pea

Dill

Zucchini

Clover

Blue

Azure

Bondi

River

Ocean

Cobalt

Marina

Periwinkle

Sapphire

Sky

Reef

Lake

Zenith

Rain

China

Robin

Jay

Celeste

Juno

Dion

Hyacinth

Kehlani

Cielo

Aster

Lupine

Freesia

Black

Sable

Onyx

Ebony

Jet

Coal

Carbon

Steel

Ash

Moody

Swan

Panther

Panda

Tea

Pepper

Olive

Brown

Caramel

Coffee

Tawny

Mocha

Coco

Toffee

Clay

Hazel

Cashew

Maple

Willow

Flint

#the sims 4 #ts4 #not so berry challenge #nsb challenge #names list

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stormyoceans · 3 years ago

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Monica what is remember 15 and why is half the why r u cast covered in blood in it shshdhd (also should I watch it and where can I watch it?)

ROWAN I THINK YOU MIGHT REGRET ASKING ME THIS BUT HERE WE GO

let me take this one question at a time

what is remember 15?

remember 15 is a thai horror/psychological thriller (so yeah, very much not a bl) about a group of friends that, after receiving a mysterious message from a classmate who committed suicide 5 years ago, return to the deserted island where she died to pay tribute to her. of course shit hits the fan pretty quickly, and it turns out that none of them is as innocent as they seem

why is half they why r u cast covered in blood in it?

the covered in blood look is a consequence of the show being a horror and i personally think they all wear it pretty well sfjksgfj

not sure what conjunction of celestial objects made the three of them reunite to work together in this show, but im very grateful for it (my best guess is that zee sent a text to jimmy and tommy like

zee: hey, heard you two have a very cutesy bl coming out this year. i have a very cutesy bl coming out this year too. wanna do a fucked up show to balance the vibes out?

mii2: sounds nice, man!! can we still make out in it?

zee: i mean.. i guess...... you don't have to tho

mii2: nah we're gonna. count us in!!

for legal purposes this is a joke)

should i watch it?

MMMMMMMMHHHHHHMMMMM this is a pretty hard question because it very much depends on 1) if this is a genre you like, 2) how much you can deal with. like, i've personally watched worse in my life, but the show still comes with a VERY LONG list of trigger warnings (from the more obvious blood and gore, to r*pe mention), so i wouldn't recommend it unless you know what you're in for and you're sure it's safe for you to watch it. also, the characters die and no one is safe, so keep that in mind (but if you like the genre i think the show is truly well done and everyone is giving stellar performances)

where can i watch it?

if i didn't put you completely off, you can watch the show on viu with a vpn or rent it on vimeo. this (drama) is very (cool) so those are the best places to watch it

#tho i would definitely rent episode 4 if you can because d******** only has the censored version............#anyway.......if i didn't scare you off completely and you decide to watch the show please let me know!!!#also unrelated but you have the best url my friend #danyoksoulmates #remember 15 #zee pruk #tommy sittichok #jimmy karn #mii2 #m: ask

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thefundiemuseum · 2 years ago

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Fundies with a Name Theme

It’s no secret that I get a kick out of baby name themes. In general, I think having a “theme” is kind of stupid, but I respect the folks who commit to one, even if they have a dozen kids and have to get super creative.

Keep reading for a list of all the fundies I know of with a distinct name theme, some of the best/worst names to come out of those themes, and my general thoughts.

Jim Bob + Michelle. The OGs with their single-letter theme, they gave us such ridiculous name choices as Jinger, Jordyn-Grace, Jana and Joy-Anna and Johannah, and Joseph and Josiah and Josie. And who could forget the twins Jeremiah Robert and Jedidiah Robert? The Duggars are icons in the world of bad baby names.

Josh + Anna. Remember when we (or maybe just Anna and I) thought all the Duggar kids would do a letter theme? The Ms are a nice way to suck up to honor Michelle. I’m weirdly partial to the Ms because my name is Meredith and I once had a friend who called me “Dithy.” However, Anna loses points for her unnecessary Ys in the girls’ names (except Meredith, who could have easily been Meredyth or Merydith) and for the abomination that is Maryella. Mary Ella, Mary-Ella, MaryElla would all have been preferable. Also, I am STILL in shock that she used the name Madyson.

Jessa + Ben. For boys, they’re using names of theologians and Church leaders. For girls, they’re using plants. Spurgeon remains the Worst Ever Baby Name, and I hate that they paired it with Elliott, one of my favorite names. I’m at a loss for what name they’ll use for future boys. For future girls, I can see Laurel, Rose, Clementine, or Clover. (Think more old-timey than Josie’s name choices.)

Josiah + Lauren. The ABC theme. Honestly, this one makes me a little uneasy to speculate on because it makes it so obvious if/when they lose a pregnancy. If we ever learn the name of Lauren’s secret baby, and it’s a D name, then we know she had another loss. The whole thing just makes me a little bit sad, especially when they’ve gone to such great lengths to stay private.

Alyssa + John. Ok, this isn’t exactly a “theme,” but it’s a really obvious trend. All her girls have a two syllable first name and single syllable middle. The first names are usually kind of nickname-y, something cutesy that sounds great on a toddler but maybe not so much on a grown adult. If she has any more girls, I can see her mix-and-matching from the following: Ellie, Lucy, Annie, Betsy, and Belle, Kate, Sue, and Lou.

Josie + Kelton. Has Josie said whether her girls’ names were meant to be a matchy set? I’m not sure. If they want to keep up the pattern, I can see them using Rowan, Aspen, Rue, Iris, or Juniper. For boys, maybe Asher, Rowan, Sage, Forest, or Linden.

Dwain + Lana Swanson. The girls get L names, and the boys get D names. They didn’t try to keep it biblical, so there aren’t any wackadoodle names. (Though I think Duke is a pretty bad name, personally.) I wish we know the name of Baby10 or had any confirmation about him. He just kind of appeared.

John + Esther Shrader. Their boys get biblical names (which is barely a theme because there are just so many to choose from) and the girls get Greek virtue names. For my detailed thoughts on them, see here.

Priscilla + David Waller. The Wallers have had 6 kids in a boy-girl streak, making it unclear if they’re using P for boys and D for girls, or if they just want to switch between P and D from one kid to the next. I’m SUPER curious to see where this one goes because they’ve been pretty biblical so far. (Davia is just the female form of David, and Destiny Faith is a weird predestination-plus-trusting-in-Jesus thing.) But they’re running out of “normal” names from the Bible. If they keep up the biblical names, possible future kids include: Paula, Phoebe, Penninah, Phineas, Philemon, Persis, Daniel, Darius, Demetrius, Dinah, Dorcas, Drusilla.

Nathan + Nurie. I’ve written before about my thoughts on this theme, including totally not serious predictions.

Josiah + Abi Wissmann. They’ve done something similar to Priscilla + David, using the parents’ initials as a theme. Their kids are Joanna, Asher, Jennifer, and Andron. It’s unclear if they are doing a boy-girl thing or just alternating from child to child.

Chris + Courtney Rogers. I keep forgetting about them. I’m gonna be honest--I hate the name they’ve picked. The single syllable boys names drive me nuts. Clint, Case, Colt, Cash--they feel like dog names, not people names. As for the girls names, they’re... meh. Cambria is delightfully weird, but the rest aren’t good enough for me to like or awful enough for me to be entertained by.

Nathan + Melanie Maxwell. With the exception of their late firstborn daughter, they’ve been doing an alphabetical theme... with a twist. They restarted the alphabet for the boys. Abigail, Bethany, Christina, Andrew, Benjamin, Deborah. As far as sibsets go, I like it! It’s biblical but not “out there,” not super matchy, but still orderly.

Carson + Carolina Bontrager. Jubilee and Jemima--what weird choices. The Bowers-Bontrager couples delight me with their double wedding, their kids born so close together, their parallel name themes. I’m really curious what other names they’ll choose.

Joshua + Cassidy Bontrager. Wallace and Winston, not as weird as Jubilee and Jemima. These Bowers-Bontragers just tickle the part of my brain that likes patterns.

Curtis + Lauren Bowers. Much like the Rogers family, all their kids’ names begin with C. It’s led to some interesting choices, like Crockett and Crosby.

((Also Karissa Collins, but I'm too exhausted to talk about her. Plus, I think it was Jen of Fundie Fridays who said is feels like "kicking down?" Her baby name choices are awful, but she has much, much bigger issues going on.))

POSSIBLE, UNCONFIRMED THEMES

Jill + Derick. They haven’t outright SAID they’re using an “el” theme, but I hope they do. I see them trying for a girl after Baby 3 is born. Israel, Samuel, Gabriel, and Selah. (As for the theory that they’re trying to spell ISRAEL with the initials, I don’t buy it. I think “River Bliss” was the sort of name that they chose for catharsis dealing with loss, like Jinger and Halleli Grace, or even Michelle and Jubilee Shalom. It’s a name with significance, but not a name that I think Jill would have used on a child earthside.)

Joseph + Kendra. The double letters! Is it coincidence? Is it intentional? Who knows! If they keep it up, some possible names include Everett, Bennett, Emma, Charlotte, and Beckett.

NAMES THAT WOULD BE THEMES IF THEY DIDN’T MESS IT UP

Paul + Christina Caldwell. They were ALMOST doing an alphabetical theme. Kendra, Lauren, Micah, Nathan. Then Timothy ruins it, but they switch back to Olivia. Jesiah, Isaiah, and Moriah are so different from the other names (which could all pass as secular, even if they aren’t), I have no idea what they were thinking. Before Moriah, their girls all had non-biblical, popular names. What is with these choices?????

Daniel Beasley + Bethany Wissmann. Up until Felicity, they had a thing going where they went alphabetically, skipping a letter each time. Arianna, Caden, Everett, Gemma. I thought there was a pattern. And then Felicity happened.

#shitty baby names #fundie baby names #fundie families #duggar family #bates family

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aelinchocolatelover · 1 year ago

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Oh I loved this so much, I'm happy that they're fine and back home with Rowan!!!

Maya being her cutesy self asking if the deer is fine 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 she's the cutest girl in the world!!!

I loved that Aelin let her feelings out about how she felt with Rowan coming back and admitting she felt a little jealous of his relationship with Maya, I feel like she needed to put it out, to show the open wound so now she can actually start to heal it!!

LIVE THIS! LOVE THEM!

Detours to You - ch 14

Hello all, As promised, here we are with anew chapter and the resolution of the cliffhanger from the previous chapter. Please be ready for a lot of fussing and domestic fluff.

MASTERLIST

“There has been an accident.”

Rowan’s heart raced “What is it Ilias?”

“Aelin and Maya. We are with them now.”

“Where?”

Ilias gave him the location and Rowan dressed quickly like a madman.

He should have pushed harder. Stopped her from driving away. It was his fault. It was his bloody fault.

It did not take long for him to drive to the site, the blue sirens of a fire engine guiding him like a lighthouse.

As soon as he was on site he darted outside and saw the paramedics loading Aelin on the ambulance and another paramedic holding his daughter.

“Maya!” He screamed in desperation.

His daughter extended her arms to him and he took her in his embrace “I am here.”

“Mama hit a deer.”

Rowan stared at Ilias doing his job and pretended not to see the front of the car smashed against the wall of a house. It had been the owner who had alerted the firefighters after he heard the crash.

“It looks like she swerved to avoid the animal.” The captain pointed at the prints on the snow. “Paramedics say she is fine, just a concussion and likely some nasty bruises on her chest. The seatbelt did its job.”

Rowan nodded.

“You know the protocol, we need to take them to the hospital.” One of his paramedics took Maya back from his arms but the girl protested loudly and his heart broke.

He tried to soothe Maya “Baby, I need you to go with the nice paramedic and your mum to the hospital. I am right behind.”

Maya held him tighter almost in panic.

The paramedic tried again to grab the girl “Come with me darling, your mum is asking for you.”

Rowan thanked silently the paramedic when Maya followed him inside.

The ambulance drove away and he turned to Ilias “Was she conscious when you got here?”

The captain nodded and scoffed “yes, that woman is stubborn. She was trying to get herself out of the car.”

“Go with them chief, I got the scene, and a tow on its way. This is an easy MVA.”

While on the road he had called Aelin’s parents and by the time he arrived at the hospital, they were just entering the A&E. He called Rhoe’s name.

“Rowan!” Evalin walked to him with terror etched on her face “What happened?”

“Aelin and Maya were coming to stay with you,” he confessed not hiding his shame. He hadn’t been hard enough in trying to convince her not to leave “We had a fight. I begged her not to leave so late in the evening and with all the snow.”

“Aelin did not listen.” Added Rhoe deadpanned, surprising him.

“A deer cut in front of her and she just swerved to avoid it and crashed.”

Evalin gasped in horror.

“They are fine. One of my captains called me at the scene, Aelin was awake and Maya is just scared. Aelin apparently fought the firefighters trying to get out of the car.”

“I am sorry, she inherited the stubbornness from me.”

“Rhoe!” Added Evalin shocked at her husband jokes.

“Ev, Aelin has been pigheaded since the day she was born.”

Rowan smiled and then walked to the nurses station “Hi Sorscha, any news on Aelin and Maya?”

The woman checked “Med bay 5, the doctor is with her. Maya has been taken to paediatrics for a check up.”

He let Rhoe and Evalin go and talk with Aelin’s doctor while he rushed to Maya. The hospital was a maze and it took him a good ten minutes to reach the ward.

“Maya Galathynius?” he asked with apprehension.

“Any relation?”

“I am the father.”

The nurse let him go and in the distance he saw her on a bed holding elf in her arms. A nurse was sitting with her and was offering her a juice box.

“Dad!” She screamed as soon as she spotted him. In two quick steps Rowan was at her side and enveloped her in his arms. He then looked at the nurse.

“She is fine. We did a lot of checks but she is absolutely fine. Aren’t you Maya?”

Maya snuggled closer to her father “Is mama okay?”

He kissed her head tenderly “as soon as the doctor gives me your discharge papers I will take you to see her. Mum is fine.”

“And the deer?”

“Okay too.”

Ten minutes later a doctor came in the room and explained the checks they had done and all was was clear. Rowan grabbed the papers and lifted Maya back in his arms.

In the A&E, the Galathynius were still with Aelin.

At the open door he walked in and then to the bed “See Maya? Mum is fine.”

Aelin extended her arms and her daughter climbed from parent to parent.

He stood behind, following the scene from his corner until Evalin pulled him closer “Go to her, Rhoe and I will take Maya for a bit. You two need space.”

Rowan stared at Evalin in shock and the woman nodded to him almost in encouragement.

Slowly he moved to the bed and as he got closer he scanned Aelin for any sign of grave injury, but all he found was a plaster on her forehead. She was sitting in bed and as soon as she spotted him, Aelin extended her hand to him.

Rowan sat at her side and accepted her hand “I am sorry,” she whispered.

Rowan was about to protest but she stopped him “no, I need to get this out,” she added quickly “I am sorry. I was mad at you for all the wrong reasons,” she confessed “What I said to you was horrible. I have been so used to be just the two of us. I made all the decisions, I provided for her and when you told me about the classes I felt as if all of a sudden I was not capable anymore to look after her.” Rowan was again ready to talk but Aelin placed a finger on his lips “And I have been so damn wrong to be jealous of you. I had a look at the courses but I could not find anything that I liked. You did and I wished it had been me.” Her hand caressed his face in a gentle touch “Rowan, in a very short time you have proved to be a great dad for her. She loves you so much,” tears started to flow on her cheeks “And I am so bloody stubborn that I put us in danger. And I am sorry,” another caress “I am sorry that I doubted you or made things hard for you. Having you back after all this time, it caught me off guard. I was so scared, Rowan.”

He moved closer, his arms sneaked behind her back and pulled Aelin to his chest “When you left tonight I felt like a failure. I was so eager to be a father that I just went ahead like a bulldozer and did not consult you.” He closed his eyes and his cheek leaned on the top of her head “I want to be worthy of being her dad and of you. I want to be so damn worthy of you both, Aelin.”

They looked at each other and their foreheads touched. Aelin’s hand cupped his cheek and something moved in her chest. Something old. A thread she thought had snapped was now floating in front of her begging to be reconnected to its other half “You are, and Maya and I are so lucky to have you.”

“How is she?”

Rowan chuckled “She already charmed the nurses and managed to get a juice box from them. Docs says she is all okay.”

Aelin shifted and leaned her head on his shoulder while he kept holding her “Can Maya and I come back home?”

“Are you sure?”

She looked up at him and nodded.

Rowan stared in her blue eyes and slowly felt as if all the messy feelings he had been experiencing lately had started to shuffle back in order. Some of the old feelings had started to resurface, but he had to keep them at bay. They had to work first on making sure Maya was okay. They had done enough damage. Their daughter had priority over their feelings.

“We love your house.”

“Okay but,” Aelin tried to protest but this time it was his turn to shush her “Tomorrow you stay at home. The concussion was very light, but you will be sore from the seat belts. Maya is home from school for the holidays and if you need help I am sure your mum will be delighted to look after you both.”

“Yes, chief.”

“I should have never let you go out.”

She kissed his cheek “You tried. I am stubborn, remember?” She then hid her face in his chest “I destroyed your car. I will find a way to pay you back.”

“Nonsense. I am glad you at least took mine. It has a very reinforced front. It’s meant for off track and other extreme road conditions. Nothing a good garage cannot fix and I also have something called insurance.” He thought about what could have happened if she had gone with her car. He kissed her head “Stay with me and that’s your way to pay me back.”

“I think I can do that.”

Aelin looked up and moved closer. So much that they were sharing their breaths. She was about to brush her lips on his when the scream of her name pulled her back.

Evalin and Rhoe entered the room with an excited Maya holding a lollipop.

“Mama!!”

Rowan helped Maya climb on the bed and gave them some space while he went to the grandparents.

Rhoe passed him some papers “Aelin’s discharge papers. I assume you are taking your two girls home?”

He nodded “Good,” added Rhoe, patting his shoulder. Rhoe went back to Aelin and Maya and Rowan remained with Evalin.

“Fight for them Rowan. Do not let an argument ruin everything. They are your family and they love you.” She gave him a hug “Rhoe and I are rooting for the three of you.”

Twenty minutes later he was walking out of the hospital with a still an achey Aelin and Maya in his hand. He was afraid that Maya might refuse to get in the car but the girl allowed him to strap her in. He passed Elf and hoped she was fine until home.

On the passenger seat Aelin was struggling to fasten her seat belt. She was sore and movements were hard. Rowan went to her and fastened the belt “Will you be okay?”

She nodded “You are a really good driver and can deal with these roads better than me.”

He left the car park “Who wants ice cream?”

Both women screamed excited so when he was closer to home he made a stop at his local shop down in the village and bought a few types of ice cream.

Back at home Aelin made to grab her duffel bag but Rowan stopped her. “Wait on the porch while I free the hurricane.”

Aelin sat on the chair outside and stared at her daughter following happily her dad. Taking Maya away even if for just two days would have been a grave mistake and fate had punished her for that. Seeing her daughter happy with her dad was all she needed.

“Let’s go in.”

Rowan pushed Aelin on the bench inside the lobby and she protested when he kneeled to remove her shoes “If you can bend to take them off, be my guest.”

Aelin tried and gritted her teeth but gave up when her body screamed and let Rowan take her boots off.

“Dada, my shoes are off.”

He helped Aelin up “Ok, upstairs, pyjama and ice cream.”

Aelin leaned on him as they climbed to the upper floor and Maya followed. She then disappeared in her room while Rowan accompanied Aelin in hers.

“Do you have a pyjama?”

She shook her head “I have been using your t-shirts, they are cozy.”

Rowan chuckled “Oh so you are the thief.” He went to his room and came back with a big TFD

t-shirt “This should be okay too.”

She tried to remove her clothes but every movement was causing her blinding pain “Can I?”

Aelin blushed. They had seen naked plenty of times but now it was different between them.

Between curses she managed to pull away her hoodie and then the t-shirt and that’s when Rowan gasped. Her chest sported a nasty purple bruise from left to right and a really nasty scratch on her neck that the doctors had covered with a bandage.

“Is your neck okay?”

“Stiff.”

“Okay, we need to keep an eyes for signs of whiplash.”

Maya burst in the room not long after. Elf pyjama on, and soft toys under each arms “I am ready for ice cream!”

Rowan lifted her in bed “Stay here one second while I help you mum get changed.” The girl crawled under the blankets with her friends and waited.

Once ready, Aelin shuffled under the blankets with her daughter and both waited for ice cream.

Rowan came back twenty minutes later all changed too and with a tray with the cups full of ice cream. The really chocolaty ones were for his two girls whereas he had opted for the fruity ones.

“Ae, take these, the doctor prescribed them, should help with pain.”

Obediently Aelin took her meds and then Rowan allowed them to have ice cream in bed.

He sat in the chair he had carried from Maya’s room and while they ate he told them stories of princesses and knights until they both fell asleep.

Rowan tucked both of them in bed and then sent a silent prayer to Mala to always look after them.

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rageintothenight · 2 years ago

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[ emmy rossum | she/her | 28 ] rumor has it that rowan labonair has been seen wandering around town. they are a werewolf who is one of the resurrected. they are known to be coarse but deep down they are free spirited. when it comes to the brewing conflict in new orleans they’re on the side of the resistance.

Rowan was born the eldest daughter to an alpha of a small pack that lived on the boarder of Mississippi to keep the peace between the Crescent wolves and her father’s pack he decided the best course of action would of course be to promise his daughter to the next alpha of the Crescents. In which Rowan’s reply when finding out was ‘fuck that’ she was far too free spirited and independent to be mailed off as anyone’s bride let alone some alpha who thought he had a right to barter people for peace. Some old ways should have a quick and final death.

She was a loud mouth unfiltered woman, which ended her up in more trouble than anything. She was usually running off to a bar or club far enough from her father’s pack that it would hopefully not get back to him. If she wasn’t trying to drink men under the table she was found on the table dancing. Eventually she noticed that there was a guy at the bar just about every night that she was there, they’d cross paths, lock eyes and go on with their nights.

When a fight broke out in the bar, Rowan wasn’t too far off from the center of the shit storm, which if anyone who knew her were asked they would say that checks out. While glass was breaking and drinks spilt Rowan was throwing fists and smashing bottles on the heads of rowdy men when she decided to tuck out through the back and slammed into the guy she had been bumping into through the last few weeks. Hiding out from the angry drunks who were thrown or stumbled out into the night together she found how often she had seen him around more and more suspicious. When his friends came to collect him finally she finally realized that it was the Labonair alpha, enraged by being watched or tended after by the man she stormed away and warned the other to stay away from her.

However it only took a few days before she crossed paths with Daniel yet again and it seemed whatever she threw his way he took on the chin and kept up. Whatever she could say was shrugged off and everyday he still showed up, when she was out and about she wondered how long before he grew sick of it and set his sights on someone else. Stubbornness wanted to avoid the fact that she started to enjoy seeing him meet her on the street or inside some of her favorite places and on the days when he didn’t show up she swallowed down the disappointment. And it went on like that for some time before the two ended up at an event, she swears to this day it was a set up on her father’s behalf. The event turned sour rather quickly with an attack from some vampires, Marcel’s men trying to push wolves from the Quarter more and more. Daniel had taken a hit meant for her and while she faced the vampire head on he had taken it out from behind.

The rest as she likes to say is history simply cause it ended up being more cutesy bullshit sweet than she would like to express. The marriage was arranged rather quickly as tensions around the city started to rise, after two years of marriage Rowan discovered she was expecting. The two were thrilled if not scared about being first time parents, it was time to put bars and table surfing to rest. The peace talks with Marcel were starting and that when the trouble of pack infighting really brewed, trying to calm waters they promised their daughter’s hand to the other alpha of the Crescent pack’s heir, that perhaps the two would join the pack together under one unit rather than the two separate factions within in one pack. The last thing she had expected was Richard turning on them so darkly that he would kill them in their own home in front of their young child.

Being brought back from the dead was a shell shock for Rowan, being in peace for so long she forgot what it was like to feel things negative, the harshness of the world was something she had to jump back into and with everything seemingly falling apart around her she has had to dig deep into her old ways.

#ffh.intro #I tried to keep this short #I think I rambled opps

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agena87 · 5 years ago

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Just a simple strand of hair to accessorize the Med Wavy hair from Movie Hangout. Since I thought it was kinda cool, I thought I’d share it with you. (I was supposed to make a cutesy shirt recolour, but then I thought “Rowan but with a pink strand of hair”, so here we are)

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Carey with... Talbott?

Awww, you ship my girl with my precious Bird Boi? God, I’m just envisioning a WHOLE bunch of MC’s going into territorial mode right now, LMAO. I could totally see it, though -- Talbott/Carewyn as a ship makes a lot of sense to me, even if I’ve sort of surrendered in the face of my Bird Boi’s overwhelming popularity with the fanbase. XD;

Okay...AU shipper goggles on!

Who is a night owl: BOTH. Talbott because he’s an Auror, Carewyn because she’s a workaholic. I could very easily see these two walking home from the Ministry together at, like, 2 in the morning. And in the cases where one does beat the other home, they would probably have dinner/breakfast ready for the other by the time they got home.

Who is a morning person: *SNORT* Neither. Both of them would be more willing to pull an all-nighter than get up early, especially since they often work so late. Talbott would be particularly irritable if you got him up before sunrise, chugging down three cups of black coffee and still growing at the entire friggin’ world.

Are they cuddlers: Not exactly -- at least, not in the traditional, cutesy sense. Carewyn is asexual/panromantic, while I headcanon Talbott being on the demisexual/demiromantic spectrum, so I don’t see them being touchy-feely exactly, but they would enjoy sleeping together. Talbott in particular would enjoy sleeping back-to-back with Carewyn with his shirt off so he can feel her heartbeat through her nightgown. In the event they are facing each other while sleeping, Talbott would rest his head on top of Carewyn’s and Carewyn would rest her head over his heart.

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon: Talbott by default, as he’s taller. Though he does like it when Carewyn sometimes sleeps with her face against the square of his back.

What is their favourite sleeping position: As noted above, back to back!

Who steals all the blankets: Carewyn. Talbott frequently teases her for being a blanket bandit.

What they wear to bed: Carewyn wears a long white silk nightgown, sometimes with a black satin kimono bathrobe over it. Talbott often just wears his boxer shorts to bed, though on cold nights, he’ll wear a dark blue terry-cloth bathrobe or a large T-shirt.

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: I don’t know why, but I love the image of Carewyn getting an oversized Queen concert tee from a friend and then Talbott stealing it and wearing it around the house with his boxer shorts. Carewyn would, like, get up to find him wearing her shirt and be laughing because “that’s mine!” and Talbott would be smirking like the bloody Cheshire Cat like “I don’t see you wearing it” and the two would then go on to tease each other for the rest of the morning.

Who falls asleep mid-conversation: I could see both of these two frequently talking in bed about various things until one of them falls asleep. Who fell asleep first would depend on their respective day -- if Talbott had a rough time at work, he’d probably konk out first; otherwise it’d be Carewyn.

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: Both, for different reasons. Both would have nightmares about/during the War, while Carewyn would also have dreams about Rowan and the Vaults and Talbott would have dreams about his parents and his Auror work. Interestingly they’d both be very attuned to the other’s distress and would probably wake up around the same time as their partner. I headcanon Talbott being a light sleeper, and so he’d sense any dramatic shift to their positioning in bed, and thanks to her overly sensitive Legilimency, Carewyn would be able to sense Talbott’s emotional stress even while she herself was still sleeping.

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: Talbott. He’d been dreaming he was fighting a Dark Wizard. He was super apologetic after the fact and even repositioned himself with his arms around Carewyn in a much more cuddling-like position so that when they fell asleep again, his fists wouldn’t anywhere near her face.

Who can’t keep their hands to themself: As touched on above, I don’t see either of them being very touchy-feely, but I could see Carewyn being the type to want to lean her shoulder against Talbott’s or hold Talbott’s wrist or arm when either of them is upset. Talbott would like resting his head on top of Carewyn’s and bringing an arm around Carewyn so he can trail his hand through her hair.

Who do you ship Carewyn (or Jacob) with?

#AU #ship ask #carewyn cromwell #talbott winger

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