#so he uses the woodworking skills he’s been learning to make a top that looks kind of like a dreidel

[teammightypen]

two guys are being very funny in the notes here

Tabletop game where there’s no dice rolls or character sheets. There’s no roleplay or agency. The players sit in silence while the DM reads them a little bedtime story. Maybe tucks them real cozy with some Warm milk. But the haters call it railroading

Pls I want to be in a many year long campaign of this.

[pangtasias-atelier]

Taking it Natural

Well I can never fully stick to an outline lmao. But, I did manage a lil fic involving just some simple stuff between Cormag and Artur.

Kink stuff is more on the lesser end, cause I wanted to focus a bit more on dialogue and also wanted to write something on the smaller scale of sizes. Also was just fun to write a shorter, simpler story and also one not set in Askr which I need to do more lol

"I am perfectly fine doing the dishes," Artur lightly hums to himself. He scrubs away at the bits and remnants of the day's finished meal. A few pots and pans already on the drying rack alongside the ladles, said dishes preemptively cleaned before dinner had even been eaten, he washes the clutter of used dinnerware. His back facing Cormag, his partner currently sits at the couch.

"I'll go check on Genarog then," His voice comes out strained. Completely leaning against the couch, Cormag's stomach continues its prolonged harassment towards its owner. His stomach is a cacophony of churning and gurgling noises, the overworked, stuffed gut letting it's discomfort be known. Despite his declaration of performing a chore, he simply remains seated with his head leaning back. His lips are parted as he languidly recovers enough energy to catch his breath.

"I already fed him and made sure he's comfortable in his stable," Arthur places a plate on the drying rack beside the just washed cutlery and glassware. His still soapy hands reach for the next plate to scrub at.

"Ah," Cormag's strenuous breathing remains the same. He keeps his eyes closed as a way to block out any possible external  discomfort besides his tumultuous tummy. "Then I'll…" Cormag trails off with a groan. A few extra pants and wheezes come out as his gut seems to give him an extra angry complaint. "Then I'll-"

"You can wait on the couch. I am fine, Cormag," The last plate cleaned and set aside to dry, he dries his hands on a dish towel, the damp cloth adorned with miniature wyverns. Turning around, he smiles as he gets an eyeful of Cormag's sorry stuffed state.

Cormag retiring from being a soldier, he had instead taken up woodworking once he and Artur decided to live together. His new line of work requiring a different, less intensive set of skills, the sudden change of constant routines and fighting to meticulous, long periods of time sitting while carving was a sudden change for his metabolism and appetite. The lack of much activity affecting his physique was only compounded by Artur's task of taking care of the house's chores. Cormag had already been aware of Artur's proficiency in the culinary arts through their occasional picnics back when the two had first begun a relationship, yet the latter's constant practice through cooking everyday left his prowess in the kitchen to something to truly be proud of. Cormag having a generous fill of food every meal of the day, his indulgence of Artur's cooking hadn't moved quite past an extra helping or two every go around. Although, even those generous extra helpings helped plump and widen his waistline to a body type rather past stocky and into fat guy territory.

Clothes upsized just as his body upsized, his maroon t-shirt does a sufficient job in covering Cormag’s sun kissed skin. His compact yet soft pile of squishy fat for a stomach curves outwards as it ever so gently slots itself on top of his doughy thighs. Pressed up against his shirt, the malleable tummy barely covers any of Cormag’s lap, enough space for Artur to be comfortably seated atop him still. The two fleshy legs seem even wider as he sits, the bunched up fat splaying a slightly extra amount from resting on the couch. Cormag’s pants do their best in perfectly covering the two, the waistband even widened as well to not uncomfortably squish against Cormag’s hips. The center of his gut juts out more than his squeezable love handles, Cormag’s rotundness more pronounced. The stuffed mass seems to taunt Artur, his eyes finding themselves often drifting back towards the perfectly rubbably surface. Cormag’s sizable chest makes itself comfortable on top of his stomach, the handful of breasts splaying a bit to the side from the accumulation of fat. His pronounced chest only helps make Cormag seem extra wide, Artur always feeling rather twiggish next to his plump teddy bear of a husband. Though the lightly tanned moobs are offered enough room from Cormag’s spacious shirt to not be so confined and pressed up against the fabric. Cormag’s biceps are no more, the somewhat, albeit nicely, defined biceps coated in a plush, warm layer of fat. The plump appendaged perfect for a nice, crushing yet comforting hug, Cormag’s arms had always been a secret favorite of Artur’s. Cormag rests his arms on the cushiony back pillows, the bottom heft of his arms squishing ever so slightly against the surface. His face at the very center of his arm span, Artur can only see the fleshy double chin connected to Cormag’s lovably wonderful kissable face. Though he can very much hear his love’s taxed breathing even over the angered grumbling coming from his gut.

“Oh, Artur,” Cormag’s arms wobble for a few moments; the two doughy appendages struggle as he tries to push himself up despite his body’s protests. “Give me, hah, a minute,” His rotund body expands with each great, deep breath he takes.

“No worries,” Artur sits himself beside Cormag. His lap calling to him, he’d feel like a monster causing him anymore discomfort. “I’ll wait beside you,” Artur pats Cormag’s thigh.

“Heh,” Cormag lets out a small chuckle, the only response he can give before he has to take a few more breaths to help relieve the heavy pit of pain resting in his gut. “I really ate like a pig,”

The faint warm onset of a blush on Artur’s face blossoms on his face, the healer always getting a tinge of embarrassment whenever Cormag even offhandedly mentions his size or eating habits. “Perhaps. But, I should learn to stop cooking so much. I just think of something nice for us to share and so I kinda just make it,” Artur tosses a noncommittal shrug at the end, a few awkward laughs thrown in as well as if he hadn’t confessed his unique admiration in the way Cormag’s body plumped out. A few extra pounds looking rather dashing on his tall figure which would only look more handsome if those few extra pounds swelled into a dozen or perhaps even a hundred before Cormag was resting at a sizable 300 pounder of a man.

“Maybe. Guess we both should learn some restraint,”

“Perhaps,,,” Artur nearly reaches for Cormag’s aching gut to soothe the beast before thinking better of it. “I have a salve that should help,” Without waiting for any confirmation, Artur goes to the closet full of his supplies. Herbs able to help cure maladies unlike staves, he rummages through the several jars and boxes he has. Though only Artur would consider his neat, organized setup a mess requiring rummaging, Lute always interested in his tidy organizational skill. Having fetched the ointment, he stands in front of the seated Cormag. “This has to go directly on your skin,” He tosses the lower hem of Cormag’s shirt up. Applying a dollop of the ointment on his hands, he wastes no time in getting them all over Cormag’s stomach.

“You’ve never needed an excuse to do this stuff before,” The salve immediately begins to work its magic on Cormag. His labored breathing slowly begins to take on a more natural pace and the evident discomfort on his face washes away. “You sure do know your way around there,” Cormag even shifts around on the couch, his stomach no longer threatening to self-destruct from the slightest jostle.

Artur drops his head in mirthful laughter, Cormag’s surprising silly teasing always getting to him. “I have rubbed your stomach how many times, Cormag?” His hands drift on over to Cormag’s love handles. Standing above Cormag, he grabs on to the chunky handles as he leans down for a kiss.

“Not enough, knowing you,” Cormag whispers as they part.

“Then you truly do know me,” Artur retorts. Cormag’s stomach is no longer a ticking time bomb, so he figures it’d be fine to sit in his favorite spot. He gently lowers himself down onto Cormag’s lap. His soft squishy, tummy rests comfortably against his back.

“If you had this kind of stuff laying around, why use it only now?”

“Well- I,,,” Artur considers his next words for a moment. “I felt bad with how much I stuffed you tonight. I may have gone overboard so-”

Cormag promptly cuts him off with a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “You didn’t force me to do anything. You’re cooking is great. I tell all my clients about your cooking. They kept hounding me about your recipe for those cookies you always make to butter them up,”

“Ah,” Artur turns bright red as he recalls the high praises from all of Cormag’s clients, a few even inadvertently referring to Cormag’s weight upon said praises. “Well, I also didn’t use this because I didn’t want you to feel like I only cared about stuffing you and getting you fatter,”

“I’m gonna have to get up for this one,” Rising up, Cormag makes sure to help Artur up first. “Look at me,” He grabs Artur’s shoulders. Artur shorter by a few inches, he feels miniscule right now. “If I ever have any problems with my weight, you are going to be the first person I tell. We’ve known each other for years before I started gaining weight,” Cormag brings Artur to him, wrapping him in a bear hug. Artur’s arms are ensnared by Cormag’s own doughy arms. Though he knows his arms wouldn’t be able to wrap around him regardless. His feet rise off a few inches from the ground as Cormag holds on to him. Cormag begins to chuckle, his heart always aflutter with Artur in his arms. The ring of laughter catches onto Artur, the two laughing together. They remain like so for a few minutes, neither speaking.

Eventually, Cormag lets Arthur back down. A hefty sigh escapes his lips from the minimal amount of activity. “And if you ever have any problems with my weight, then let me know,” Cormag holds onto Artur’s hands, rubbing the palm of them with his thumb.

“Of course. But I don’t think I could ever have a problem having such a handsome husband.”

“Unfortunately for you, my husband is more handsome than yours,” Artur snorts from Cormag’s reply. His hands find their way to Cormag’s arm for a light slap.

“I guess you win then. But, thank you. Neither of us have done this, so I wanted to make sure we’re going at a natural pace for the both of us,”

“Taking it nice and slow is my preference. Enjoying the travel is just as important as the destination or however you say it,” An idea sparking in his brain, Cormag devilishly grins, his plump cheeks dimpling. “Let’s enjoy the scenic route some more,” Cormag leans slightly down. He gently whispers in Artur’s ears before resting his lips on his partner’s.

Artur grinning, he merely murmurs in hushed agreement as Cormag kisses him, the crackle of joy feeling just as natural as their first kiss, the two ready to indeed enjoy Cormag’s current size and take things naturally, wherever it might lead.

[panharmonium]

PLEASE INFORM US AS TO WHY WILL IS A WOODWORKER

OH, ABSOLUTELY!

First of all, let me preface this by saying that there is no earthly reason for anybody to know this.  The only reason I know it is because I did silly amounts of research prior to writing a long fic about Will and Merlin set in Ealdor, and the prep work for that fic included an extremely close watch of 1.10.  So, yes, it is ridiculous for me to even know this thing, and I would not expect anyone else to know it, but since the question has been asked, I am happy to embarrass myself by displaying the true depths of my obsession over an extremely niche thing. XD

So!  That said: the reason we know that Will is a woodworker is due to several background elements of 1.10.

First of all, the contents of his house.  

The part of Will’s house that isn’t sectioned off for sleeping is actually more of a workshop than a living space.  There is a huge stack of timber planks stored against one wall, and there is a workbench with some kind of half-finished, meticulously carved post lying on top of it, as well a number of scattered tools:

There’s a bow saw hanging up next to a reaping sickle:

And there are larger instruments necessary for his craft, too.  We can see a grindstone (for sharpening tools; useful for more than just carpentry, obviously):

But, more importantly, there’s a shaving horse, which is a tool specific to woodworking:

A shaving horse is basically a combination bench/vise - you sit on it and use a pedal to clamp down on a piece of wood so you can have both hands free to do your work.  

You can see an old example of a shaving horse in use in this woodcut illustration from De Re Metallica, a 1500′s treatise on mining:

And a modern day example:

A shaving horse is typically used with a drawknife or spokeshave to make things like furniture legs, tool handles, shingles, utensils, etc - or for coopering (making barrels/buckets/etc, a number of which we also can see piled by Will’s door).

The outside of his house, too, is indicative of woodworking.  This is right outside Will’s door (aka the doorway where Merlin burns the guy with the sword), and there’s a station set up where a log is in the process of being hewn for timber.

You can see the log again in the following screenshot, and in this one you can also see tools lying around.  (There’s a little axe behind the bandit’s upper arm, too; I couldn’t quite catch all of it in the screenshot):

So honestly, Will’s home is enough of a clue for us to know that he has a craft in addition to his normal agricultural responsibilities.  But as further evidence, there’s also the fact that every time we see Will exit his house, he’s clearly been in the middle of working on something, because he’s holding different woodworking tools (specifically, a mallet + chisel, and then something that looks like maybe it could be a small block plane, though it’s impossible to tell with his hand covering half of it).

And all of that combined is how we know Will is a woodworker.

^^ The above are just factual observations, but the following are some other things I think are relevant to consider when it comes to Will’s woodworking (interpretations only, at this point, nothing certain, but just what I think is the most logical read of the situation): 

This is not something that is Will’s primary source of income.  Most of the time he probably doesn’t make money from it at all.  Ealdor is too small, too remote, and too poor to support actual craftsmen doing just their craft for a living.  Will is a farmer first - everybody in this village has to be; the villagers in Ealdor are clearly isolated subsistence farmers who plant their crops to feed themselves and their families.  Will likely engages in work-trades with other people in the village (eg ‘i’ll mend this cart for you, if you’ll do X job for me/give me X thing’), and maybe occasionally he would have a chance to sell a few things at whatever their nearest market town is - but Ealdor’s an “outlying region,” so I doubt this happens often, if ever.  Will is running his entire homestead alone; he can’t just leave his fields and his livestock to go hawking his wares around the countryside.

He is not formally trained.  A village as remote as Ealdor would not have access to urban trade guilds, and Will would not have the money to join one even if he moved to a city.  He’s not a “carpenter,” then, in the sense that he doesn’t have the skill set that a “real” carpenter who’s done an apprenticeship would have - he’s not out there planning huge buildings, or designing complicated vaulted roofs, etc.  He has the kind of practical skills necessary for the things Ealdor needs - basic timber framing, basic joinery, barrels, wheels, fencing, etc.

Because he’s not formally trained, my assumption is that he learned what he knows from his father.  And in that case, my assumption is that his learning was, obviously, interrupted.

I hope that answers your question!  And thank you so much for asking it - it’s always an exciting tumblr day for me when I log in and see something about Will in my inbox, heh, so thank you for putting this message there!  :D

[theawkwardterrier]

When in the Depth of Winter

Summary: Peggy notices how the cold troubles Steve and tries to fix it. 

The first part of my Steggy Secret Santa outtakes posting. This one was rejected because it refused to stay as light as I wanted, so take that as you will.

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Something happens to Steve as the temperature begins to drop below freezing. Peggy doesn’t think that anyone else has noticed - when asked if he seems different to her, Angie declares, “Nah, swell - and gorgeous! - as always,” and Bucky points out that just because the current war is a cold one, doesn’t mean that Steve feels he’s through with his responsibilities - but it’s terribly obvious to her. Or perhaps it’s only that no one else is around to see him walk through the house in his warmest socks or take an extra quilt from the linen closet to add to their bed. No one else thinks to notice how odd it is for him to bundle in gloves and a scarf and a hat, even though his core temperature stays consistently high regardless. She seems to be the only one who sees him turn from cheery window displays and tuck himself even quieter and farther inside at the parties they’re invited to.

She asks him about it, of course she does. They’ve been married for a year and had been seeing each other nearly daily for months before then, ever since he’d been recovered from the Valkyrie. There’s no one she trusts as much as she does Steve and she doesn’t think it flattery but mere fact that she holds similar esteem to him. Still, he only frowns and shrugs in response to her questions, says he’s feeling the same as usual, kissing her gently on the temple or crown or mouth and thanking her for worrying about him. And she doesn’t think he’s intentionally lying; sometimes, however, your feelings are buried so deeply that you don’t even recognize them. That doesn’t mean that they aren’t there. That doesn’t mean that there isn’t anything to be done.

Somehow, as if knowing that Peggy has other things to think about and can’t stay in the office until all hours or pop in for emergency sessions on weekends (or perhaps because she isn’t the only one whose family has her focus just now), her agents are closing cases at a top clip and the criminal underworld seems to have settled into some sort of hibernation.

And so Peggy is able to stop at the delicatessen on a Friday and still be home by suppertime.

“It’s the absolute perfect evening,” she says as soon as she comes through the door. “Come for a walk with me.” There’s an excitement to the declaration rather than any martial strictness; after an assessing look at her - this isn’t precisely normal for the two of them - he stands and dons his coat to join her outside.

They live away from the main street and most of their neighbors are already tucked away inside their homes. When they do encounter someone, they exchange nods, but for the most part there is only the soft sound of their boots atop the leftover snow, their exhalations of breath which fog in the air.

Through the larger front windows they can see families eating and couples reading side by side, silhouettes of Christmas trees, and once, a couple sharing a kiss in a dim sitting room. One or the other of them will point out some particularly pretty decorations. It is not late but the winter darkness is so complete that when they step through a streetlight the reality of the brightness is nearly a surprise, a brief dawning which reminds them of how lovely the velvet night can be too.

Pressed close as they are, she feels him shiver as a breeze blows past them. Leaning up, she touches her chilled cheek to his warmer one, both their eyes closed. And without speaking, they turn around and start for home.

Their fireplace has never been used before now, but they light it tonight, sit in front of its bathing warmth to eat the chicken soup that she had brought home, reheated piping hot. They don’t speak much but it is enough, unhurried and peaceful. She can feel him watching her, trying to figure through her intentions, but in the end he seems simply to accept it, leaning back and allowing himself to be thawed.

“What do you think of ice skating?” she asks him as they finish washing the breakfast dishes one Saturday morning.

He gives her an odd glance. “Walking but on ice and with knives strapped to your feet?” he tries.

“Well, I’m sure there’s nothing we have to do today which can’t keep until tomorrow, and I’ve bought you a pair of skates which should fit.”

Steve is her husband, and before that he was her friend, and he is above all her partner. She doesn’t often use with him the tone of voice she does for stubborn politicians or agency heads who disagree with her, the one which is simultaneously so firm as not to brook complaint and a bit blithe, as though whatever is being discussed has already been decided in Peggy’s favor and aren’t they silly for having forgotten. By the way his eyebrows furrow even deeper, she knows he recognizes it and he even opens his mouth to say so, but in the end he instead goes to get his coat.

Their house is a ten minute walk from the skating pond - not even that if you’re Steve - but they’re usually too busy to even contemplate availing themselves of it. It’s already midmorning by the time they arrive and the day is perfect, sunny but frigid, so no one has to worry about softening ice. They are far enough into the season, however, that the novelty has worn off and only a few other groups are taking advantage.

Steve has, through mutual effort, become a passable dancer beyond back and forth swaying and turning in circles (not that the style doesn’t have its own charms). That skill doesn’t seem to translate to the ice, however, and he spends their first turns around the pond clutching her hands with the trembling ankles of a newborn deer taking its first steps. But he picks it up more quickly than she had expected, his serum-induced athleticism activating as he continues to practice, and soon his hand in hers has nothing to do with balance or security anymore.

They get competitive, they can’t help it, laughing as they race, taking care to swerve around the others with whom they are sharing the ice. Steve tries a couple of jumps - daring and occasionally reckless as he might be, he’s smart enough not to attempt flips just yet - and even when he falls, he just laughs and shakes himself off as he stands again.

It doesn’t escape Peggy’s eyes as they switch back over into their street shoes that Steve has stuffed his gloves into his pocket, that he drapes his coat over his arm deference to the sweat they’ve worked up. But she doesn’t mention anything, merely takes his hand once again for the walk home.

They go to watch Angie playing Martha Cratchit in A Christmas Carol the next week, and treat her to supper and hot apple cider afterward. (Steve crinkles his nose but keeps taking baffled sips from his mug, as if a preference for it might sneak up on him if he only keeps trying.) The week after that, it snows again and they spend Sunday in Prospect Park with Bucky so Peggy can experience the site of their youthful sledding exploits.

“Well, we didn’t exactly have a sled then,” Steve points out as they climb Lookout Hill. “But there’s plenty you can do with a garbage can lid or the old instrument trays that the hospital was getting rid of.” It’s the sort of statement which would have Peggy’s mother making faces like she had just sniffed sour milk, but Peggy herself actually smiles at the picture of her husband small enough to curl himself up for a trip down the hill and brash enough to try it.

“Can’t believe you’re forgetting my masterpiece,” Bucky jokes. “Weeks of collecting scrap wood and old nails, borrowing my dad’s hammer to put it all together, and you don’t even mention it.”

Steve shakes his head. “My mother was certain I’d get tetanus just from being near that thing when she saw what you’d made.”

“I think my ears are still ringing from her shouting - and don’t think I’ve forgotten that it was mostly at me.”

“You were the one stupid enough to build it!”

“You’re the one who was stupid enough to ride it.” With a grin, Bucky adds, “I didn’t think anyone could shout louder than my ma, so I guess I learned a lesson in more than woodworking that day.”

“Now I’m even more disappointed that I was never given a chance to meet her,” Peggy says as they reach the top before Bucky can play any further with the word woodworking. He had been discovered in Russia by a SHIELD spy and extracted a year before they found Steve; he is quiet about the professional help he has been getting to manage the pain of the things that happened to him during the war and after, but it’s clearly making a difference: his terrible sense of humor is returning in fuller force even than she knew it could. Steve’s hip nudges against hers, and she knows that it is not by accident. She looks up at him and catches his smile.

After a morning of racing down the hill until the crowds arrive, after they’d handed over their sleds to a group of kids without their own and, picking up food on the way, gone back to Bucky’s apartment to eat and talk and laugh together, Peggy and Steve take the train back home. His cheeks are still somewhat rosy when she looks at him, and the remnants of laughter still dance about his mouth. Halfway there, a pair of seats opens up and they sit side by side, leaning into each other a bit, watching absently through the steamed window as the city passes them by.

“I can tell what you’re doing, you know,” Steve says as they climb the porch stairs, returning from helping out at the Red Cross rummage sale. Steve has plenty of volunteer projects he’s associated with around the neighborhood - the soup kitchen, the community center - but she had been the one to suggest this; she remembers how welcome that bright symbol had been on the battlefield, in the same way as Steve’s shield.

“Unlocking the door?” she asks as she plucks her keys from her bag.

He is so near to her that she can feel his heat and practically his narrowed eyes as well as he says, “Not—Well, sure, but what I meant was that I know that you don’t just suddenly find winter outings appealing.”

She lets them through the door, unbuttoning her coat with her other hand. “Perhaps I’m only just becoming comfortable enough with you to share my love for them.” Until he comes out with what he is thinking, she isn’t going to simply believe the jig to be up.

“Peggy,” he says, and to anyone else listening it would just be her name, but she hears the real sharpness to the word. She turns to him, coat still draped around her shoulders. He’s shut the door with his foot and they haven’t had a chance to switch on the lights; his face is shadowed, difficult to make out in the muted light of the late afternoon.

“When you asked,” he says, and then makes himself take in more air. “When you asked if something was wrong, I didn’t know that there was. But it’s just that—” He ducks his head, then lifts it again, making himself look toward her. “I keep thinking of all those winters of never being quite warm enough, never having a good coat or shoes to keep out the damp, the way I knew that I was getting sick by the way my breath would catch when I laughed or when there was a certain taste in the back of my throat. I can’t forget the smell of trench foot from guys who’d been walking in wet boots for days, or the times I had to be the one to keep digging the graves because the ground was so frozen no one else could get through it. There are nights I close my eyes and see Buck falling, that jacket of his all dark against the snow, even though he survived, he’s back now and safe. And sometimes, when the wind is really bad, I feel like I remember—” He cuts himself off, shaking his head, though his shoulders shake as well, broad as they are.

They have talked about their time apart, as they call it, but he has always wanted to keep the focus on her end, on the things she had done and the way she had felt and all that had happened to her, pushing off talk of his end of things with reminders that there wasn’t anything to tell about what was essentially a prolonged sleep. They both know that he shouldn’t be able to recall any of it - he swears he was knocked out by the impact of the crash and he only woke up again long after he had been removed from the shell of the Valkyrie and completely warmed - but even the thought that he might remember a moment of his time frozen beneath the ice stabs at her.

“I could see that this time of year was difficult for you,” she says, and she doesn’t look away from him even as she folds herself inward. Typically her bulling forward has worked in her favor; the idea that it might have backfired and hurt the person she least wants to is intolerable. “I thought we might try to cloud some of the associations for you, to give you some new memories for the season. But perhaps it was a bit too much to overcome.”

He ducks his head and steps toward her; he is very near in the darkened front hall. “You weren’t wrong to try. The thing is that you did give me good new memories: helping people get through the worst of the cold, spending time with our friends, all those new moments with you. Those memories have to fit inside my head along with the old ones; you just made sure that sometimes when it’s cold what I’ll remember instead is kissing you with snowflakes on your eyelashes. I’m just never sure which is going to be the one my brain’ll bring up.”

“I know as well as you do that it’s impossible to erase the other memories,” she says. “But it’s terribly important to me to make sure that you have an entire lifetime’s worth of happy ones too.”

“You’ve given me a million wonderful ones, even when you weren’t trying,” he says staunchly. Captain America isn’t just a persona or a symbol, it’s who he is, the bolsterer, strong and entirely reliable, she’s always known that. But it is so clearly Steve Rogers who, after a pausing moment, asks, low and a bit worried, “But what about—I don’t want you to feel guilty if sometimes the good memories aren’t always enough. It’s only that the bad ones are still in there too.”

She closes her eyes; how particularly privileged she feels for him to allow himself to say such a thing when he spends so much time considering himself last, trying to make sure no one thinks of having to extend a hand on his behalf.

“Well,” she says, stepping forward and tucking herself beneath his coat with him, wrapping arms around his back to hold him tightly to herself. “In those moments, we just stand together and wait for spring.”

[bogkeep]

i wrote down a rough outline for the Timian Fable and Vinta Qir story, just to have it written down Somewhere, and i feel like it’s only fair to share it with people who care about them!! i wrote it in a google doc but i’m gonna copypaste it under the readmore, so i hope the formatting isn’t too fucky.

(here’s a toyhouse page for my iphimery characters)

Prince Aljanah (third son of the queen, pretty far down in line to the throne, generally bored, has zero responsibilities and zero accountability) seduces Timian mostly for the heck of it. I mean, Timian is super cute, so like. Why not. He gives him a smooch and a stealthy “think about it, OK?” and oh god does Timian ever think about it. It’s a really Big Conflict in his brain because he has a DUTY and this goes against ALL DUTY and Aljanah is almost literally his employer (his loyalty is sworn to the royal family) so it’s like! What the hell is he supposed to do!! What the prince wants is supposed to trump what he wants, unless it puts the royal family’s safety in jeopardy, and AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH (and he kind of really wants to?? There’s a lot to unpack here?????)

 There’s some genuine friendship in there, where Aljanah helps Timian overcome some trauma around magic, but for the most part Timian is left pining for a relationship Aljanah isn’t interested in.

(Aljanah teaches Timian some light magic maybe??? Timian isn’t too keen on using it, ever. He does learn some very useful magic blocks though.)

Vinta is on a mission to assassinate Aljanah. Timian stops them and they are equally measured in strength. Vinta is about to use their magic (which they only use as a last resort), but Timian then has a moment of Gay (their faces are very close together) and blurts out something like “oh... you’re beautiful” which takes Vinta so unexpectedly aback they kind of… flee

Vinta tries again another time, but Timian is there again to meet them, and this time Vinta goes straight for the magic - which freaks Timian out bc trauma, but he remembers what Aljanah taught him and counters it. The ordeal leaves both of them so exhausted, they kind of just lie down and… start bonding over how magic kinda sucks. Very begrudgingly, on Vinta’s part at least. 

(“Please don’t forget me?” “I don’t think I could even if I wanted to”) Unsure If Vinta Agrees To Stop The Assassination But They Certainly Seem Very Unhappy About The Prospect Of One

Despite it seeming like Timian may never meet Vinta again… Vinta keeps showing up. Not as an assassin in the dark, but like, on the street? Off the clock? So they sort of start hanging out?? Vinta has a real knack for finding Timian anywhere, anytime… one time they come across him singing by himself down by the water, but they don’t approach him. Just sit down and listen out of sight, a little guilty for intruding. 

Timian seems awfully forgiving of Vinta attempting to murder his crush, but hey, Vinta was just trying to do his job. Timian seems extremely reluctant to talk about Aljanah at all ever though. Vinta slowly pieces together that Timian has some really strong and painful feelings towards the prince. IT’S COMPLICATED

Vinta never ever addresses the whole “you’re beautiful” thing. Timian never brings it up either. THEY’RE BOTH THINKING ABOUT IT, CONSTANTLY

This is like. The first time either of them has a friend who’s really their equal and who kind of really gets them. It’s so incredibly precious and neither wants to mess that up. This has never happened before in the history of gay

Timian’s relationship to romance/sexuality is very… he has a duty, you know? He has to be stronger than that and not let it ever distract him. So of course Aljanah comes along and MESSES ALL OF IT UP. GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

He has some issues. He’s working on it. 

In all honesty he started out very clueless like he didn’t recognize crushes as crushes for such a long time because “they’re just such lovely friends :)” you know. So it was very easy to say he was above these things BUT HE WASN’T!! HE WASN’T!!! HE WAS JUST A DUMBASS!!! What Aljanah does is essentially just confront the dumbassery head on and it’s like oh no *pictures of all his dear lovely friends spill out of pocket* “i’m gay???” “always was”

Vinta’s relationship to romance/sexuality was to repress all of it because they don’t belong to themself. They were like, keenly aware every time Some Feeling showed up uninvited and they would throttle it and shove it down where it never got to flourish. 1) they can’t have it 2) they don’t deserve it So don’t even try, you know? There’s no fucking point. 

AND SO THEY PINE FOR ONE ANOTHER

I mean they kind of… help each other a lot, sharing traumas, letting the other that they deserve to have nice things, and be a person maybe?? Maybe duty isn’t all there is for them out there? Sounds fake but ok [gazes longingly into each other’s eyes]

Vinta never goes through with the assassination on prince Aljanah but sometimes they kind of really want to. Not because of a job, but because oh my god Aljanah broke Timian’s heart and also AAUGHH HE DOESN’T DESERVE TIMIAN’S DEVOTION THIS IS UPSETTING I DON’T KNOW HOW TO COPE WITH THIS DSJKSDJKDSFJB!!

They also gotta deal with the pressure from the assassin’s guild. Since they’re one of the top assassins they got a lot of leeway at first, but now that they’re questioning both their purpose and loyalty and kind of push back… it’s getting kind of dangerous maybe. The other assassins start getting on their case as well and Vinta has to keep up appearances and prove that they’re not too Weak to do it.  Vinta has a lot of pride in their skills ok. Pride is one of the emotions they’ve let themself foster.

Meanwhile Timian is kind of slowly able to let go of his yearning for Aljanah, because he’s found a relationship that’s filling in all the wounds from what he’s not getting from the prince?? Like he’s investing in a friendship that’s actually fulfilling and a two way street? And maybe?? Something More?? SJAJHSDJKA???

It’s giving Timain the ability to set a boundary between himself and Aljanah that was sorely lacking before. Things are still kind of Strange and a little Painful but he’s on a healthier path and we’re all very proud of him

Look I haven’t thought too hard about the actual plot with the assassination and stuff but imagine that other assassins take on the mission to kill Aljanah and VINTA TEAMS UP WITH TIMIAN TO PROTECT THE GARBAGE PRINCE BECAUSE HE MATTERS TO TIMIAN. 

Aljanah hasn’t met Vinta before (he just sleeps through assassination attempts for the most time, it happens frequently enough that he just accepts that this is his lot in life???) and is like oh thank you and who do I owe the honor and Vinta just punches him in the face

Since that was overall confusing, Timian and Vinta kind of have to talk about it, and Vinta admits to having some… Selfish And Greedy Feelings and they are clearly not ready to confess properly yet

Timian has, for better or for worse, learnt some things from Aljanah. “You want to see something selfish?” he says, kissing Vinta. “Think about it, OK?” he says before he goes, leaving a VERY DAZED Vinta just standing there

[MORE THINGS HAPPEN????]

In the future. When Vinta has quit the guild and Timian is no longer a royal guard, and they make a home together and create a life where they no longer work in violence… 

Vinta collects knives because they love knifes. Knives have always felt Safe to them because magic has been the dangerous tool. Vinta gets really good at woodworking.

Timian helps out at an apothecary. Which is funny because his name just means thyme in norwegian. He doesn’t keep any polearms around, but if necessary he can wield a really mean pitchfork.

They’re both highly skilled fighters, but don’t try to drag them into any pointless wars, ok? It won’t end well for you.

They love and care eachother 

[byorder-fanfic]

The Mechanical Dragon

Summary: Marion Qing was born with a spanner with her hand, and Arthur Shelby was born with a paintbrush in his. The two spend their youth in Charlie’s Yard, with Peaky caps proud on their heads. But what happens when war tears their lives apart?

Word count: 2499

Warnings: Mentions of racism, war, amputation, mental health

Author’s Note: This is an idea I’ve had for a while, and I hope I did alright. I have lots of Peaky Blinders OC one shots like this in my drafts, so look forward for some more! If I've said anything incorrect or offensive, please correct me. Hope you enjoy xx

Marion Qing was practically born with a spanner in her balled up fist. That's what her mother always proudly said to her friends, as they all watched the toddler graduate from jigsaw puzzles to pulling apart a clock that'd stopped ticking. Ever since she could walk, she had always trotted to where sparks flew and fires burnt as blacksmiths laboured over steel benches. Ever since she could talk, she had asked question after question about the hows and whys the mechanics worked. That was how she met the Shelbys. She had found her way through Small Heath to a little Yard that was thick in craftmanship and (although she did not know at the time) stolen bits and pieces she ached to tinker away at. Suffice to say, she had ran as fast as she could when a very surprised Charlie Strong found the ten year old sat on the floor, her grey dress thick in soot as she managed to work out how to fix the gramophone that had been collecting dust. Only, as she turned back to check that she wasn't being followed, she hurtled into the chest of a very surprised teenager, Arthur Shelby Jr, who had been sketching some horses from his Uncle's stables. After explaining her predicament, he had merely laughed and walked her back to Charlie, who was holding up the gramophone with an agape mouth that turned into a coy grin when he saw the girl slowly make her way back, holding hands with his eldest nephew.

"So, how'd you like a job?" He said. Although he'd deny it every time Arthur brought it up, the grumpy man managed the smallest ghost of a smile when Marion laughed and hugged him with her thin arms.

The rest is, as they say, history. Arthur had introduced her to the rest of his family, who had been more than welcoming to her. She and Tommy were the same age, and she was the best mentor for Ada, teaching the girl how to win fights against her brothers. Polly had been sceptical at first of the small girl with a loud voice and a joking personality to rival John's, but then Marion brought her a rose twisted from metal sheets she'd found, and her heart was taken with the little girl. The Shelbys had been her top defenders, fighting boys that made lewd comments and threatening to cut off the eyes from anyone who pulled their eyelids in a taunting manner. In response, she'd break the noses of anyone who threw slurs at the brothers and nearly killed one boy who'd gotten too handsy with Ada before the rest of them could lift a finger. Marion grew up like the boys, her skinny frame filling out into lean muscle and strong arms that proved she could fend for herself. She was a part of the Shelby siblings hand me down clothes cycle, always getting Arthur's old shirts and slacks that she'd have to cuff a dozen times to fit. She was permanently covered in oil and grease, which Tommy used as an excuse to avoid her plentiful hugs. Arthur, however, didn't care if he was in his Sunday best- he was already ready to drop whatever he was doing to hold the girl in his arms, coming away with second-hand stains and a big smile. When they joined the Peaky Blinders and rose their way to the top ranks, Marion had her very own razor blade cap that John had sewn for her (a little bit of his blood dried in the seams- he had nimble fingers, but it was a tricky project) as she paraded around Small Heath, safe and happy. Charlie was practically a father to her, since hers had died long ago, teaching her everything he knew and watching her learn things herself. As he got older, he'd just sit back and watch as Arthur and Marion slid under rusting cars, laughing along to their jokes and teasing that always occurred between the three musketeers of mechanics. When his sister died, Marion made him his very own frame with a black and white photo of the late Rose Shelby in. It was before the plague of Arthur Shelby Sr settled in her eyes, like death in the baby blue irises. She was shaking as she gave it to him, the only time she had, and ever will shake. She had been expecting a nonchalant reply or a little gruff huff, but he took her in his arms and hugged her tightly, whispering a soft 'thank you' in her ear.

When the boys went to war, she worked in the factory, building munitions for them to fight with. When she wasn't working, she was at Charlie's Yard to help out with the odd bit of work, and distract herself from missing the laughs of the Shelby brothers. She helped teach Finn to write when Polly was busy with business and Ada was off organising Communist meetings, and had helped him write many letters to be sent off to France. Sometimes, she'd help Martha with the kids, but she was never any good at babysitting. Rather, she fixed cribs and built a cot mobile for baby Katie. It was the second year after they'd left when the accident happened. Well, the factory called it an accident, but Marion knew it was a product of purposeful neglect and tight funds. As a particularly experience blacksmith, she'd been given the more technical work of building bombs and other explosives. One faulty piece of machinery, probably taken from Charlie instead of properly bought from a proper shop, and the trigger was set off. Thankfully, she had thrown it before she ended up all over the walls. Unthankfully, the explosion had blown her very heavy table (that was supposed to be secured onto the floor) into her. She'd trapped her leg, shrieking so the whole of Small Heath could hear. They'd had to amputate. It wasn't too bad, though. With a little bit of wood and nails, Marion had fashioned her own prosthetic. As a woman, she was used to strapping her stockings up, so, with a piece of leather, she managed to attach the limb to a sturdy garter to keep it on. She didn't go back to the factory, which had received an earful of complaints from every Shelby woman, and a lot of strong words from a red faced Finn and a morally supportive Isaiah Jesus nodding in the background. Instead, she stayed at the betting shop, doing errands where she could and fixing horse shoes and the like.

When the boys came back, they were in for a shock. Not only was little Finn taller than they remembered and Polly wasn't drinking so much, but their Marion had lost a bloody leg!

"Why didn't you tell us?" Arthur demanded as soon as he put her back on the ground. He'd picked her up and swung her about as soon as he saw her, before he realised there was a limp block where her leg should be.

"Wanted to see your face," she shrugged nonchalantly as John less-than-subtlety gawked at it, earning a nudge in the ribs from Martha. "I'm glad I did- it's a fuckin' picture, mate!"

The rest of the boys sent off to France had a similar reaction. It was the funniest thing she had ever seen when thirteen year old Isaiah and ten year old Finn were reprimanding fully grown blokes from staring at her. They'd both been there as she whittled the wood, offering to help at every single moment. It annoyed Polly endlessly, wondering why all the enthusiasm couldn't be devoted for doing errands for the betting shop. It was all false complaints, as the boys were doing something other than worrying for the next letter, and learning some useful skills, like woodwork. The boys also helped her with her surplus of jokes on the matter.

"How'd it happen?" Danny had asked the first night back, as they all sat in the Garrison, Freddie and Tommy in the middle of some sort of dispute the rest were attempting to politely ignore.

"Ah, well, it's a tragic story." She said it loudly and theatrically, clutching her chest. She no longer wore Arthur's hand-me-downs, opting for her own softer shirts that smelt fresh and new, until she spilled whiskey and petrol on it. Isaiah and Finn gave each other knowing looks. God knows how the boys managed to convince Polly and Jeremiah to let them come along. But, with two glasses of tap water and an understandable amount of clinginess to their family who had left for years, they were hardly in any trouble. 

"She barely survived," Isaiah echoed as he attempted to get even closer under his father's arm (if that was even possible), who was watching him fondly.

"She's a true hero!" Finn raised his glass like he'd seen his brothers do plenty of times before, earning a scoff and affectionate hair ruffle from Tommy, as Arthur sat back in his seat, waiting to hear more. John wasn't there, instead he was spending his first night home with Martha and the kids. He was happy to be back and more than happy to babysit every day, especially with Martha feeling under the weather recently.

"Well?" Freddie asked, resting his elbow on the back of his chair.

"It was 1916," she said solemnly. Polly and Ada shared a roll of their eyes, going unnoticed by the boys. "Business was hard, me and my ma didn't have enough money for the flat." She let her face go blank, silently praying Finn could keep his giggles in for a second longer. "So I had to get money another way."

"You sold your leg?" Tommy sounded astonished, his wide eyes believing the lie she was feeding him. Then everyone started laughing, and he rolled his eyes.

"Nah," she grinned against the rim of her glass, as the rest of them shared  snicker and a sigh and cocked their eyebrows at it. "Factory had faulty parts whilst I was building some explosives, it knocked a bench onto my leg and crushed it."

"Fuck," Danny whispered, looking at her with wide eyes. The rest of them looked at her sympathetically, a look she didn't enjoy.

"Oh well," she sighed, shrugging her shoulders. "Guess I can join you idiots with one foot in the grave, hey?"

The Garrison was filled with laughter, Arthur bringing one arm around her as his booming voice carried through the room. They spent the rest of the night celebrating, instead of wallowing, something they were all thankful for.

Arthur was fascinated by it, always asking if it hurt or how did she make the joints move so well. Marion wasn't too bothered, happy to give him a distraction from his 'Flanders blues'. He was the only one she told about the phantom pains, and he confided in her about the nightmares, each holding on to the other in their struggles, each trying to help the other. When she asked him to paint it for her, he gave her the sweetest, wide-eyed look of astonishment that made her giggle.

"Are you sure?" He repeated that about a thousand times, more so when he actually set out the acrylics he got when he was younger.

"Yes, I'm sure," she'd always reply, with a roll of her eyes. The final result was beautiful. When Arthur had dragged her away from Charlie's Yard (cautious of the walking stick she'd been using whilst her leg was temporarily out of use), she felt excitement course through her, heart beating faster as she stumbled up the stairs to Arthur's little room. He'd sat her on the bed, leaving the stick on the floor as he turned around to show it off. She'd expected horses, as that was always the thing he'd draw the most. Instead, she saw red. From the ankle to the thigh, a scaly, scarlet creature coiled around the wood, intricately and painstakingly painted in a familiar fashion.

"A Chinese dragon?" Her voice was breathless. She'd grown up isolated from her culture, just like how the Shelby family had lost their Romani roots when their father forced them to settle. There were many Chinese families around Small Heath though, who spoke in Cantonese and Mandarin that she longed to understand, and wore pretty patterns that she envied. She'd told Arthur all this when they both got pissed on her eighteenth birthday, just a bit before Finn was born. That was the first time they'd kissed...and did other things, although they'd never spoken of it since she woke up alone.

"Yeah, I remember, y'know, that night..." he sounded unsure, eyes darting everywhere but in her eyes, hands twisting his cap together. "And, well, I thought it'd look pretty. So, I went to the suit shop, and asked for a pattern to copy. I wanted to make sure it wasn't...y'know, uh, offensive or nothin', but if it is, I can go over and try somethin' else, or-"

She cut off his blabbering with a rough kiss, teeth clattering and her giggles as his moustache tickled her. He hadn't had that at twenty one, but it wasn't an unwelcome addition. Her newly painted prosthetic sat between them on his bed, digging against her right knee as Arthur tried to pull her closer in his eager kiss. Thy broke apart, him blushing and her smiling. With an arched eyebrow, she pulled up her skirt (she didn't wear them a lot, but it made the process easier when she did), revealing to Arthur her knickers and the garter belt she'd fashioned after a few lessons from Polly, below the straps was the scarred stump, ending a few inches above where her knee once was. She noticed his wide eyes with a little bit of newfound shyness as she slipped the cushioned end around her scars, clasping the leather straps onto the belt with a few clicks.

"That's fuckin' amazing," Arthur whispered as she looked up at him. He started to blush again. "Listen, Mari, I...I want you to know that, when we were eighteen, right, and I...when we...well, I shouldn't have left ya." He sighed, looking down to his empty hands. His cap had fallen to their floor once his attention was diverted elsewhere, and he was attempting to replicate the twist of material with his rough hands. "I loved ya then. I love ya now. I just didn't know, still don't...how I'm supposed to be good enough for ya."

"You know," she said, admiring the dragon that flew up under her skirt (she was certain Finn and Isaiah were going to awe at the painting). "Just don't leave again, okay?"

"Okay," he breathed out, pulling her onto his lap (successfully, this time) as he kissed her again, making a silent promise to himself that he'd never let go.

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Leo Compatibility - The Best and Worst Match

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Leo Compatibility - The Best and Worst Match

A birthday solidly in Leo’s late July to mid-August range generally brings a fun, boisterous personality.

Leos might be too loud for some people, but those up for the challenge will be rewarded with Leo’s generosity and loyalty.

In the Northern Hemisphere, the Sun is in Leo in the hottest part of the summer.

It’s also the part of the summer when gardens and fruit trees are heavy with produce, and people are desperate to hand off excess vegetables and fruits to neighbors they hardly know.

Those born under Leo tend to have this sense of abundance in their background, though they may not be able to articulate it out loud.

They tend to be therefore generous, feeling that there is enough to share.

Even when fully grown, Leos retain a childlike sense of fun. Like kids, they can also at times be self-absorbed and immature.

Leo compatibility with more grounded and serious types can therefore be difficult. Some Sun signs, however, blend well with Leo’s unique combination of strengths and weaknesses.

Leo Compatibility – The Best and Worst Matches

In looking at Leo compatibility with potential partners, it is important to remember that the Sun sign speaks to a person’s basic life purpose.

The Sun sign is not the only thing that matters in astrology.

The full astrological chart plots the position of all celestial bodies, in relation to the earth, at the time of a person’s birth.

Many situations can be clarified including those close to the boundary between one sign and another, but a sun sign reading will give the basics.

The Best Matches For Leo Compatibility

Leo compatibility is greatest with air signs like Gemini and Libra, as well as fellow fire signs Aries and Sagittarius.

Leo and Gemini

Leo is capable of hogging conversation time, but Leo is actually a better listener than people might think when Gemini gets to talking.

Gemini tends to have loads of ideas but not the stamina to get any of them done. Leo has the opposite problem: a tendency to put all their eggs in one basket.

Leo can therefore sift through Gemini’s firehose of thoughts and find those that are capable of amounting to something.

If Leo, an action-oriented fire sign, is sold on an idea, Leo will actually try to make it happen.

Meanwhile, Gemini’s eggs in one basket tendency can get Leo stuck in a rut if something goes wrong with that one basket.

Typically it only takes one Gemini of any cultural heritage to top the old saying of “Two Leo’s, three opinions,”.

Gemini can then help Leo find a fresh perspective on whatever Leo has become intractably frustrated with.

Leo and Libra

Leo and Libra are both idealists who dream of a better world.

Libra, less innocent than Leo, sometimes gets depressed seeing how far the reality of the world is from their ideals of how the world should be.

Leo is more optimistic and tends to see a lot of good in the world, so Leo can help Libra be more optimistic about the future.

The hardest part of Leo and Libra compatibility might be having to decorate a home if they got to the point of living together.

Libra is more elegant and might prefer muted colors. Leo, the Lion, is simply wilder and likes flamboyant brighter shades.

Libra, concerned with portraying a harmonious image, might not want to admit to enjoying Leo’s more boisterous excesses.

Libra’s mock shock, of course, encourages Leo further. It’s hard for even Libra to live up to Leo’s high ideals, but Leo accepts Libra in a way that Libra needs.

Leo and Aries

The thing that Leo loves most about being partnered with Aries is that for once someone else is in trouble for being the loudest and most boisterous person in the room.

As much as Leo loves the spotlight, Leo is willing to hang back while Aries gets wild.

Then Leo can saunter in and look suave by comparison.

This sails right over Aries’s head, as Aries has already impulsively wandered off to the next exciting thing, so there’s no need to worry about Aries being offended.

Aries can have some rough edges, but Leo’s positive attitude sees the good intentions behind Aries’s brash exterior.

Aries women are especially misunderstood by the world in general as aggressive, so they could therefore benefit from the generous heart of a Leo partner.

Leo and Aries always have plenty of activity going on. They definitely feed off each other’s energy, so their duo can become greater than the sum of its parts.

Leo and Sagittarius

Leo and Sagittarius throw excellent parties together. Sagittarius might know the technical details of which kind of wine is the best, and Leo just trusts Sagittarius on that.

Both of them tend to love having boisterous fun with larger groups.

When Leo and Sagittarius are having one on one time, they enjoy travel. Sagittarius might lead their discussion of philosophical matters, but Leo is capable of keeping up.

Both have a basically optimistic attitude. Leo and Sagittarius also understand each other’s needs for alone time to recharge their fire.

Less Compatible Matches For Leo

While the rest of the astrological charts – or just hard work! – can make one of these relationships possible, the hardest matches for Leo are Cancer, Virgo, Capricorn, and Pisces.

Leo and Cancer

A person’s gender can’t be identified from their astrological chart. That being said, Leo and Cancer are a couple where gender differences can really make a difference.

Leo man Cancer woman would be the harder version of a Leo and Cancer pairing.

This tends to be because male socialization takes Leo brashness to the extreme and female socialization takes Cancer emotionalism to her extreme.

The Leo man would always be making the Cancer woman frustrated with him, even though he didn’t mean to, which could create an atmosphere of uncertainty.

Cancer man Leo woman, however, could actually work well because this pair would have a common background of colliding with the expectations for their gender.

The Cancer man probably grew up shamed for being too emotional, and the Leo woman was too loud for a female. In short, together both were always too much.

When they come together, neither wants the other to feel like they are too much.

They are therefore willing to put in the work to hear each other out and make each other feel appreciated, but it could definitely be a lot of work.

Leo and Virgo

“Sparingly” is not a Leo word. Leo’s have an attitude of abundance and generosity, and they live largely.

Unfortunately, this is not Virgo’s approach.

Using an analogy, If Leo and Virgo had to live together and share a shower, it would not work. Leo would be accused of using too much hot water.

Leo has a big picture view and tends to be overwhelmed and frustrated by Virgo’s focus on minor details.

Leo has faith that things will just work out.

Leo is generally right about that, but Leo also fails to appreciate some of Virgo’s skills at things in the physical world requiring precision such as sewing, woodworking, or technology.

Leo has a more positive attitude toward life in general than many other signs, but the tension between Leo and Virgo is enough to test even that.

Leo feels that Virgo assumes the worst of Leo, such as that Leo is intentionally trying to wastewater in the shower and therefore doesn’t care about the environment.

Leo of course pushes back, and then Virgo resents being seen as the killjoy. In Virgo’s mind, Virgo means well.

Leo and Capricorn

Capricorn is not as detail-oriented as fellow earth sign Virgo, but Capricorn is more serious. Leo’s buoyant enthusiasm can, therefore, be too much for Capricorn.

Capricorn begins to wonder when Leo will grow up and settle down.

Capricorn tends to have a narrow view of what success looks like. It usually involves progress in a stable career and meeting life milestones at an early age.

Leo can be more conservative than people think because Leo enjoys the perks of status, and status is the bigger half of the status quo.

Leo and Capricorn could therefore meet in a professional setting, but they would have reached that same mountaintop by two very different roads, and that would soon become apparent.

Leo is more likely to wander into Capricorn’s territory for the wrong reasons than Capricorn is likely to wander into Leo’s territory for any reason.

Leo can learn from this adventure that it is better for a Leo to be a true Leo than a fake Capricorn. Even a Capricorn could ultimately respect a true Leo in the right environment.

Leo and Pisces

Leo and Pisces are both idealists who tend to trust others, so this is what brings them together. Pisces, like Libra, have a tendency to get depressed when reality doesn’t measure up to their ideals.

While Leo is capable of cheering Libra up, Pisces takes it further than Libra does, to the point that Leo winds up getting dragged down into an emotional pit with Pisces.

Pisces, a water sign, has a capacity to recover from its own emotional extremes – the ocean can make some dramatic moves, but ultimately the tides go in and out.

While Leo has dramatic moments of their own, something about the particular emotional extremes of Pisces is Kryptonite for Leo.

If Pisces unleashes a wave big enough to put out Leo’s fire, Leo has a hard time getting it back.

Leo wants to help and wants to fix things. It feeds Leo’s pride to be the fixer. If Pisces puts Leo in a situation that Leo finds unfixable, Leo’s self-worth can therefore really suffer.

The Leo Man

The fun-loving Leo man is known to enjoy being the life of the party.

Occasionally there are more subdued Leo men who have found less dramatic ways to make their individual contributions to the world, but they do all have pride in what they bring to the table.

Leo men enjoy dressing up and looking good, especially if it involves a fancy hairstyle. They often have some creative ability.

Social pressures shape Leo men in different ways than Leo women.

Leo men might not be able to get away with being as emotional as Leo women, but Leo men can have a more bombastic persona than Leo women.

Leo Man Relationship Compatibility

An Aries woman would be an especially good match for a Leo man. As stated above, Aries women tend to be misunderstood because they may come across as aggressive.

A Leo man is, however, kindhearted enough to not get easily upset by an Aries woman. He could also be loud enough himself that an Aries woman would not look like an outlier in relation to him.

Leo Man Sexual Compatibility

Sagittarius, symbolized by the archer, can be athletic, so a Leo man might enjoy a Sagittarius woman for a specific physical connection. She would be the teacher, but he would be an eager student.

The Leo Woman

The generous and gregarious Leo woman is a lot of fun. She has a sunny, positive attitude and tends to see the best in people.

The Leo woman may have a distinctive lion’s mane of big hair. She is concerned with her appearance, but she does not limit herself to the latest trends – she adds her own creative touches.

Social pressures may have toned down some of the Leo woman’s louder and more self-absorbed tendencies over the course of her life, but she is a passionate and emotional person.

Leo Woman Relationship Compatibility

A Leo woman would get an ego boost from being the one to guide a Gemini man through his variety of ideas.

She would be so proud of her contribution that she wouldn’t realize she was doing the lion’s share of the work.

Leo Woman Sexual Compatibility

The Leo woman could appreciate an Aries man’s direct approach.

Even though Cancer and Leo are overall a harder pair, a Cancer man might actually work well with a Leo woman sexually because they are both on the innocent side.

Final Thoughts

The four elements in astrology tend to break down into two groups: fire with air, and earth with water.

Leo, a fire sign, therefore interacts most smoothly with fellow fire signs Aries and Sagittarius and with air signs Gemini and Libra.

There are not a whole lot of intrinsic differences between Leo men and Leo women, but the process of socializing people into their gender roles can wind up emphasizing different parts of the Leo personality.

Earth signs like Virgo and Capricorn, as well as water signs like Cancer and Pisces, tend to challenge Leo more. One can, however, often learn a lot from relationships that are more challenging.

There also may be other factors in both partners’ astrological charts that are compatible in spite of a difficult match between Sun signs.

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A Nostalgia Trip

: Chapter 1 : Chapter 2 : Chapter 3 :

The end of the school day finally rolled around, and the twins met up at the STNLYMBL. Stan's bag was noticeably heavier and bulkier than it had been this morning. 

“Take a look through there and make sure I got everything you need.” Stan said as he handed his pack over to Ford.

The scientist pulled out three different sized spools of copper/nickel solder, and a thin, almost needle-like soldering iron.

“And these are the smallest spools they had?”

“Smallest I could find.”

Ford sighed. “I shouldn’t be surprised, it’s an auto-shop in a high school. I’ll make it work.”

It was an unusually warm day for January, and they drove home in the melting slush. “Wait, stop here!” Ford commanded as they passed the beach. “I’m going to need fine sand for molding.”

Stan pulled into a nearby parking lot. Luckily he had a shovel in the trunk of his car, although he couldn’t remember why, and they found an empty paint can in a nearby dumpster they could use as a bucket.

Ford strode purposefully down to the edge of the surf, where the finest sand would be, when a dark shape at the corner of his eye caught his attention.

"Oh…" he breathed when he turned and saw several tarps that concealed what they were protecting from the wind and snow. He knew exactly what was underneath.

Stan came to a stop beside him, eyes locked on the same tarp-covered shape sitting just far enough up the beach that no waves reached it. They stood there in silence for a solid minute, their errand to collect sand completely forgotten.

"Great…" Stan finally spoke, reaching up and wiping his eyes with the back of his coat sleeve. "Guess it's my turn to get hijacked by hormones."

"Do… do you want to go give her a look over?" Ford asked hesitantly, "For old time's sake?"

Stan just nodded mutely.

They two of them strode solemnly to the tarp and gently removed the layers, revealing the almost-completed Stan’o’war underneath. It was so much smaller than either of them remembered, not even half the size of the repurposed tugboat they’d turned into the Stan’o’war II. The little schooner was just big enough to hold two teenage boys who had reached their full height, but not their full girth. 

Stan reached down and picked up the neatly folded sail sitting at the base of the mast. They’d originally just used some old bedsheets they had ‘rescued’ from the trash, but after doing some research and tests, Ford had found the soft, thin fabric wouldn’t hold up under the strain of a sail. So, over the past three years, they had been hunting down and saving every scrap of sturdy canvas they could find. Stan’d had to carefully stitch them together. That was when he’d first learned how to sew, a skill that had come in handy when he was living on the road, and when cobbling things together for the Mystery Shack.

Ford was appreciating the worn wood of the mast. When they’d first found the wrecked hull as children, most of the structure had rotted out, and they’d had to find a way to replace and attach new wood to the old planks and boards. He had researched old ship-building techniques, and learned a lot about woodworking along the way. He remembered using those woodworking techniques a lot later in life, to make repairs to his research cabin that would later become the Mystery Shack, and to build shelter, transportation, and weapons as he traveled the multiverse.

“D-d’you know what happened to her?” Stan eventually asked, pulling them out of their thoughts.

“...I’m not quite sure.” Ford admitted. “I know mom kept it because Shermie liked to play on it when he was little, but I didn’t ever go home after I got my degree, so… I don’t know what happened after he grew up.”

“Hmm.” Stan grunted in reply. He wasn’t sure what to feel about that. Should they call Shermie once they were out of this, and ask him what happened to it? Or was Stan better off not knowing?

The two of them stood in a pensive silence, taking in this unexpected opportunity to see their old childhood project one more time. They probably could have stayed there all evening, reminiscing and appreciating the hard work they’d put into the schooner, but it was winter, and the sun went down early in the afternoon. As the sun dropped, so did the temperatures.

“Come on, we’d better get that fine sand before we completely lose the light.” Ford finally said, pulling himself away.

* * *

Once they returned home, Ford traced out tiny circuit lines in the sand with a toothpick he'd filed to a fine point. He then melted the solder spool into the miniscule mold. 

"Ok, that will need to set all night, then I'll have to pick out all the sand grains and file down all the points and areas where it's leaked out of the mold."

"And how long will that take?" Stan asked.

"As long as I don't break it while I'm filing, another day."

"And if you do break it while filing?"

"Then I'll have to start over again and melt a new circuit into the mold. If I had a smaller soldering iron, I could just piece it back together, but this one is too big and clumsy."

"So what I'm hearing is we're not gettin' back to our own time before my boxing match with Crampelter tomorrow."

"Probably not."

"Heh, looks like I get to pound that bully's face in one more time."

Ford turned away from his work desk. "I almost wish we could switch places for that."

"It's not worth the hassle." Stan shook his head. "Besides, I dunno if I have the heart to do that again after… y'know, last time."

"I did say almost." 

They shared a small chuckle, and Ford started climbing up to the top bunk.

“Kinda early for bed. Especially for you.”

“I didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Yeah, me either.”

“And I didn’t bounce back from it nearly as well as I thought I would.”

“Guess all that junk they say about teenagers needin’ more sleep is true.”

“Yes, I suppose so.”

* * *

Going to bed earlier seemed to have helped Ford’s mood, come morning. He wasn’t nearly as groggy and grumpy as he had been yesterday. He still insisted that Stan stop by the doughnut shop on the boardwalk for coffee on the way to school, but he at least had the good sense to swipe enough coins out of the change jar at home to pay for it himself.

Stan, for his part, seemed a little more confident going into school today. Perhaps it was because he was looking forward to the boxing match tonight. It was something familiar, something he and everyone else knew he was good at. 

It was another day of trying to lay low. Another day of coasting through classes. No one seemed suspicious of them. No one seemed to notice how Stan was actually answering questions in their math and science classes. No one seemed to notice that Ford actually managed to climb all the way to the top of the rope in PE. Stan wondered about it out loud to his brother at lunch.

“I believe it’s the timeline resisting change.” Ford mused quietly. “We know changing the greater flow of time is difficult, even when someone is actively attempting to change the past. So far, we’ve been going out of our way to keep things more-or-less the same, so perhaps the time stream just… diverts their attention elsewhere. It makes me wonder: what kind of enormous act would it take to make people notice? To actually alter the flow of time?”

“Ford, we’re not gonna test that theory.” 

“No, of course not. Not on this trip at least.”

Stan rolled his eyes. “I’d prefer not on any trip, but honestly I’d be worried there was something wrong with you if you didn’t say something like that.”

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(2/2) what are the two kingdoms like besides the glimpse we get of janus’? why were logan & janus willing to end the war if remus went with logan? did remus invent glasses or had he heard of them from somewhere? how did he know logan needed them? thats all i can think of off the top of my head. i might be back with more if i think of them lol

And the rest of your questions!! ^^;; Hope these satisfy as well! <3 

1. What are the two kingdoms like besides the glimpse we get of janus’? 

Janus’s kingdom is a wealthy well balanced one. He learned well from his father on how to ensure that the kingdom could be self-reliant should any of the neighboring kingdoms decide to cut trade with them (like Logan’s did) While there is a clear separate of “Noble, Upper Class, Lower Class, Poor” Janus is careful to not tax the people too much as he’s learned (from traveling to other kingdoms himself before he became High King) that putting too much of a burden on the lower classes can cause resentment. 

It’s not a perfect kingdom though. As they do allow slaves and slavery to happen within the borders, and discriminate quite heavily against those born with silver in their hair. (And the nobles are always angling to try and get more money from the lower classes) But his kingdom is quite skilled in woodworking and metal forging (and yes glassblowing) and their people are considered the most fashionable and best dressed out of all the kingdoms (especially the nobles with their silks -a trade that Janus himself brought back to his people) 

Janus himself, with his golden eyes (a rare trait, seen as a sign of royalty since gold never tarnishes) has made quite the name for himself as most believe he has some sort of arcane power that allows him to see through any sort of deception as he’s managed to foil and turn the tables on many assassination attempts, and manages to always get the better end of any treaties/deals he strikes with other kingdoms despite their efforts to trade him the worst land, or the useless goods. Janus has a ‘golden touch’ so it’s believed. That whatever he does he can do no wrong and the kingdom is safe in his hands. 

Logan’s kingdom...is a bit more relaxed in comparison. There is less of a clear definition between the various classes as they’ve learned to rely more on each other. It’s less about the money (though you do get those greedy people who try and make more money...they don’t last long) and have more of a reliance upon each other. (They also tend to care less about looks and more about ability/intelligence so while the Evil Twin thing is known, it’s not seen as Evil in their kingdom. The person is just gifted in a different way and they find a way to include the silver streaked twins in their society so that they can be overall productive and helpful to the community at large) They also tend to frown on Slavery since everyone is expected to ‘pull their share’ This ‘work together’ mentality is influenced a lot by the fact that much of the kingdom has bad vision and so one often has to rely on others to help them out. They also tend to focus on trades that are good for near sighted people. They’re known for their complex textiles/weavings, animal handling (horses and dogs mostly -they are often used as...guides/guards to warn their owners of impending danger) and paper/book making skills (and once more people obtain glasses their map making skills) 

They also tend to rely more on close quarters combat (since most can’t see far enough away to shoot an arrow) Logan is quite skilled with hand to hand combat and can flip you on your back quicker than you can blink. That hand to hand combat is a closely guarded secret and something that is rarely taught outside of the kingdom. The Royal family has taken it a step further and knows a more specialized form. So while Janus’s kingdom can excel in distance fighting with arrows, Logan’s kingdom excels in surprise attacks and close quarter fighting. Both do well with sword fighting (and the land in dispute does have good ore on it for making weapons hence why both want it) but while Janus sees the short term benefit of gaining the sought after land (yay more ore!) Logan sees the long term benefit of being able to see. (archery and other long distance forms of fighting can become possible, astronomy also becomes quite popular and with that desire to see the skills his kingdom eventually figures out how to fly as well)  

2. Why were logan & janus willing to end the war if remus went with logan?

A lot of the peace talks have dealt with each side maneuvering to gain control of the resources in the land that’s being fought over. Neither side really wants to give it up...unless the other side can offer something that they find more valuable and useful to the kingdom. Glassmaking is a talent/craft that is seen as merely decorative in Janus’s kingdom. Usually relegated to fancy decor within houses or the occasional stained glass window for the rich. It’s basically considered a ‘cool trick’ and a ‘status symbol’ for the rich. However. Most of Logan’s people are near-sighted. (The Royal family especially so) and with Remus’ gift of sight. Logan was...basically in awe at how far he could now see. How clearly he could see people’s faces and their expressions. How much easier it was to judge a person’s actions/words by more than just tone and movement but also by the micro expressions that are lost when one’s vision is rather fuzzy. Basically Logan argued to be given the secrets of glassmaking in exchange for resources found in the strip of land that was being fought over. And with those secrets, he especially wanted Remus as well so he could obtain more glasses for his people. 

Janus sees this as a win for his kingdom because glassmaking isn’t profitable for his kingdom, he gets access to the ore/land he wants, and he is willing to have one less Evil Twin in his kingdom. If Remus ends up causing chaos in Logan’s kingdom then hey. It’s not his fault the Prince was disillusioned enough to think that arguing for an Evil Twin to be the glassmaker he would take back with him would be a good thing. 

3. Did remus invent glasses or had he heard of them from somewhere? 

He accidentally discovered it one day after his Master had tossed him outside with the shards of the projects he’d destroyed. Stuck in the sun with just the fragments he was messing with them out of boredom and noticed that some shards made objects appear closer while other shards made objects appear further away. (He also discovered that glass is really good at lighting things on fire --hence why it’s used as decoration (vases, paperweights, fancy bowls) and not often used as much more than that because it’s known if stained glass windows are improperly installed they’ve been known to set their home on fire.) But further experimentation -when his Master wasn’t in the forge- allowed him to fine-tune them so he could see things from far away much clearer (hello binoculars) and he could make tiny objects like ants (when he doesn’t accidentally set them on fire) appear ginormous when the glass is formed a certain way.

4. How did he know Logan needed them? 

As a way to clear his frustration with the never ending peace talks (as Janus is wily with his tongue and Logan has to constantly be on his guard against accidentally agreeing to something because of tricky phrasing) Logan’s taken to touring the city every few days -hoping to see something that he can use for his advantage for his kingdom- However, Logan’s vision is quite nearsighted, so in order to see things he has to constantly squint.  Remus happened to be outside when Logan rode by -he was careful to stay out of sight because again Evil Twin- he noticed how much the Prince squinted compared to his guards and wondered if he had trouble seeing things far away...and if Remus could make some sort of device the Prince could wear to help him.

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Set Up Your Woodworking Shop In A Small Space Without A Nightmare Budget

Discover Everything You Need To Know About Setting Up Your Ultimate A Small Woodworking Workshop

They say a man is only as good as the tools he chooses to use. This statement is particularly true. Besides skill, your craftsmanship is largely determined by the tools you use. When you don’t know how to choose the right tools, you have a bigger problem in your hands. Having been a woodworker for the past 15 or so years, it is safe to say that I have seen and done it all.

Starting out was quite tough for me. I wished I had someone to guide me through every step of the way, but I was not lucky. I had to learn the hard way, making several mistakes in the process that cost me thousands of dollars while setting up my workshop and growing my business.

A Review of Ultimate Small Shop Guide

When I first bought and read Ralph's guide at UltimateSmallShop.com, I really wished I had this book 15 years ago.

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Here's why:

One of the greatest mistakes I made in the past was overspending on tools. I was buying bad tools and other times I ended up overspending on tools I really didn’t need. You can’t blame me though; anyone looking for good quality tools on a budget will tell you that the experience is like walking on a minefield. This is because there are numerous factors you need to consider.

I quickly learned that buying from big box retailers such as Home Depot, Amazon Walmart, Lowes, and the like was not a good idea. This is especially when looking for a one stop shop for your tool related needs.

And as Ralph mentions, the "paid" reviews and recommendations make purchasing tools a guessing game. This is because more often than not, these "sponsored" reviews are paid for by the manufacturers of the tools themselves!

The online sellers also tend to sell, old refurbished tools as good condition tools to end up being disappointed after a few uses. Then there is also the risk of buying too much in terms of quantity and price, not spending enough and even buying tools that just suck. This experience is heartbreaking because you just don’t lose money, you also lose your valuable time. It gets worse when you go through the experience several times. I almost give up my passion and never got started with this hobby.

Just as I had mentioned earlier, when I started out 25 years ago I wished I had someone to guide me through setting up my shop. I know there are numerous other woodworkers who are in a similar situation right now.

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This is the key reason why Ralph created the Ultimate Small Shop Guide to help you set up a fully functional small shop on a budget. And it clearly shows in the book.

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The guide contains 6 modules which include:

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Find out the possible home workshop spaces plus different layouts in this guide. You will also get ideas on how to divide your home workshop into different areas.

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You will know everything about electricity and lighting in a workshop including different layouts and cost. You’ll also be enlightened on how to soundproof your woodworking shop by up to 70 percent for under $500.

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F, O, and P for Declan and Josh!

Putting it all under the cut bc it got long. xD

F: Fun1. what do they do for fun?Joshua’s a hands-on kind of guy, he likes finding something to do even if it’s downtime. He’s picked up a lot of craft-related hobbies to varying skill levels, largely driven by the whole impending-end-of-the-world fear. x’D Cooking is his passion, but he also dabbles in gardening, knapping, woodworking, some blacksmithing, sewing, and leatherworking as his top preferred areas of interest. Very DIY. He was pretty hellbent on trying to figure out how to make stuff himself once he got his act together in his teen years. That’s not to say he’s good at all that. He’s passing fair on basic stuff, is kind of going for a jack of all trades deal. If he’s too tired to mess with something like that, he reads or watches movies. Prefers cooking series for their predictability and the “safe” topic when it’s movies or TV series, fantasy/adventure or slice-of-life and other light fare when it’s reading. Will watch nature documentaries and other interesting historic series too. That’s the fun he gets up to on his own that’s legal. If we’re talking illegal, he does get a thrill from stealing stuff simply because he’s good at it, and he’s keen on stockpiling stuff. He stopped doing that once he went into the police academy—though he made sure he’d stolen enough to further his plans before then, scheming little doomsday prepper that he is. Never got caught either, so his record is technically clean. With others though? He likes to hang out with Sharky, Staci, and Hurk Jr. in particular for just drinking and doing fun dumb and questionably-safe activities. Hangs out with Jess, Joey, Dutch and a few others too, doing significantly less dangerous things, like hunting lessons from Jess.Declan is a fucking jock, okay? x’D He likes his martial arts practice, likes going on nature hikes, going to the gym, sports in general, etc. If we’re talking inclement weather or just a rest day or something, he’s probably watching chinese dramas or reading romance novels. No for reals, he does read more broadly, he just is a squishy sap and likes happy endings, typically leans towards fiction over nonfiction, but is willing to read anything recommended to him. Is less of a fan of horror, but will read some selectively, prefers more old school gothic horror if so. He’s not as much of a dabbler as Joshua is, but does a little houseplant care from time to time, and tries to take care of the garden. Emphasis on tries. He gets by. x’D Nothing’s died prematurely, but he steers clear of any real gardening commitments. He’d be better with more clear-cut instructions of figuring out what a plant needs on a set schedule. Gardening’s complicated in his opinion because it’s more by feel from his perspective. Declan’s not really an eyeballer sort. Likes to dance in his own home when no one’s looking to whatever dance music he’s got on. This happens a lot during chores.2. what is their ideal party?Joshua would prefer to keep it small with people he’s comfortable with, and probably with the more “we don’t quite care so much if it’s illegal but Sharky stop trying to get yourself a federal warrant” crowd of friends. He likes his more-law-abiding friends too, just…well. Joshua’s shady, though he tries not to be. x’DDeclan likes BIG parties of friends and family. The potluck kind where everyone brings food and there’s games and gossip at all hours until a reasonable bedtime. The kind where people are squashed together in small circles everywhere because there’s nooooot quite enough chairs or seats to go around. Small parties are nice too, but he feels most at home with more people around, preferably 3+. Dinner parties with friends invited over count in this regard too.3. who would they have the most fun with?Sharky, Hurk Jr., and Staci for Joshua, for the above reasons. xDDeclan has more fun with Joey, Staci, Whitehorse, and Nick and Kim Rye.  Declan got to talking to Earl about how to get into fishing, which led into fishing lessons, which led to just hanging out with a nice beer on occasion. He absolutely adores the Ryes’ weekend barbecues and gets along particularly well with Kim. Kim thinks him and Nick talking are like putting a pair of nerds from different fields together and watching them chatter, they’re both such dorks. xD Declan’s family ofc also applies, but that’s a given at this point.4. can they have fun while conforming to rules?…yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, for Joshua. He’s learned!Declan absolutely, he’s just a few notches shy of being a rules-lawyer. xD5. do they go out a lot?Yes and yes.——————————————————O: Optimism1. are they optimistic or pessimistic?That’s an interesting question for Joshua because he’s got a lot of conflicting beliefs and he knows it. He’s ultimately an optimist, though he has his moments of utter existential despair and feeling like everything’s going to end badly and there’s no point in trying…but he takes the time to recover from those low bouts, because he wants to believe that it’s at least worth trying to change it all for the better, because maybe it’ll work. Maybe things will turn out better, if they try. He’s resilient in his optimism, bending with the wind, compared to Declan who is more rigid in his beliefs.Declan is definitely an optimist. He can’t believe that it’s all for nothing, that the universe doesn’t care, that there isn’t a greater good. That’s part of what trips him up in his AU storyline, because he does believe virtues like justice are inherent to the universe among other things. That belief is challenged in his story a lot due to the cult’s doings, and the ultimate fallout of it.2. are they openly optimistic, throwing it on others?Well, Joshua doesn’t throw it on people, but he does try to support people who are feeling down or such about the state of the world. Declan is similar, if more resolute in his presentation—or he was. He’s a bit more on the strong-and-silent-type in his “present” timeline. x’D3. are they good at giving advice?On what topic? If you want to know how to quickly pick a lock like you’re a level 20 rogue with a maxed out dex stat, best ways to stake out and plan a home invasion, and how to do rapid inventory turnover on the black market, Joshua’s your guy. He is also your guy in select areas of research and experience. Morally in general though? Crapshoot. He’s morally flexible and will adjust depending on the audience, but generally strives to get everyone sooooooort of in the neighborhood of being a good person. His lines in the sand are mostly regarding violence and harm. Stealing and kidnapping in the context of the impending Collapse? If you have principles and rules guiding the actions he’ll side eye strongly, but let it slide. Moreso the stealing, he’s fine with that provided it’s not Extra Assholery like stealing from impoverished people or such but well…he’ll take kidnapping while waiting for the nukes to drop if there’s no torture or brainwashing or murder involved. If only. In more normal circumstances, he’s against kidnapping. Stealing…well. He and Jess used to shoplift from Lorna’s when he hitchhiked to visit when he was younger. He’s got history in Hope County whether most folks know it or not, even though he was technically living in a different state at the time.Declan? Will do his best. He gives reasonable advice before plot happens, afterwards…he doubts himself more. Doubts everything more. Once he squares that away though, he’ll be more like his old self. Not entirely, but he’ll always try to do his best and give what good advice and support he can, or go find someone who can help, etc.4. is there anyone in their life that throws optimism on them?We’ll interpret “throw” as “is influenced by” here. xDJoshua gets some good optimism or down-to-earth-solidarity from various friends. Definitely Joey, she helps him believe in the inherent good of humanity just by being herself most noticeably, but it’s true as an influence in different ways with all his friends. People being there with him means a lot, even if he’s not been totally forthcoming about his life’s details and some major aspects of himself yet.Declan gets it from friends and family alike yes, it’s part of why he’s such a lil ball of jock-y sunshine. xD5. were they always optimistic?Joshua? Not always. He veers back and forth even now, but ultimately tries to remain optimistic as stated above.Declan? Also no. He was optimistic all his life up until Plot Happenings, namely the in-game events of both Far Cry 5 and Far Cry New Dawn.——————————————————P: Personality1. what is their best personality trait?Joshua’s determination to try to make things better even in the face of crippling self doubt, supernatural issues, and overwhelming external problems.Declan‘s inherent belief in the greater good and the attempt to uphold himself and everyone to being the best they can be.Kind of similar, aren’t they, though different in how they go about it.2. what is their worst personality trait?Joshua can be incredibly violent if threatened and stressed out to the max, and impulsive at times. He regrets it later, and tries to do better, but he does have a temper he tries to rein in. He’s a petty and vengeful little fucker when pressed, though he tries not to be.Declan’s would be ironically his strong point: thinking people can be better than they are because he can see their potential. It’s hard for him and takes a while to accept that sometimes people don’t want to be better, and other related aspects of that. He works on this, but he just has a hard time accepting not trying to make a situation or such better. Well. He used to have a hard time accepting that. Plot events have gotten him a bit more jaded somewhat. Not entirely, but somewhat.3. what of their personality do others love?Joshua’s loyalty and supportiveness. Get you a friend who doesn’t judge how many bonfires you want to start per week and actually wants to help out with finding stuff to burn, while keeping you on the right side of legal enough to not get arrested. He’ll object to melting Angels’ faces off, but that’s a moral debate.Declan’s unwavering faith in humanity and individual people. He believes in you!! You can do it!! Somehow, someway!! And if there isn’t a way, he’ll help you make one!! He is your favorite gym buddy if you need a cheerleader who will encourage and compliment you.Well, he was, but needs some time to get over his more heavily trauma-induced selective muteness to get back to cheering people on.4. what of their personality do others envy?Hm, not sure people would envy either of them, though I guess maybe Declan’s do-gooder attitude? Joshua’s momentum and ability to keep going, perhaps.5. do they hate anything about their personality/about other’s personalities?Joshua hates how emotionally whiplashy he can get. He’s not sure if it’s [unrevealed backstory elements] or just how he is. He’ll learn to accept it at some point...eventually. He’s surprisingly more accepting of people being emotionally whiplashy than he is of himself being thus, up until they start hurtful comments. Then he’s potentially going from 0-60 of sympathetic to aggressive. Hard to tell, it’s chaotic at times to figure out how he’ll respond, and he wishes he was more stable in general. 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Congratulations, Joss! You’ve been accepted to play Aaron Murphy (previously Aaron Khan, last name changed to fit the new FC’s ethnicity). Your request to change his FC to Bob Morley has also been approved. Please make your page and send it in within 24 hours.

Admin note: Joss, you’re absolutely flawless. You make it very easy to fall in love with your writing, and you’ve given Aaron so much depth! I can’t wait to see him on the dash! - Admin V

IC INFORMATION —

CHARACTER DESIRED Aaron Khan DESCRIBE THE CHARACTER IN YOUR OWN WORDS If you told Aaron to turn out his pockets and show what he’s accomplished in life, you might see it as just empty hands, but to him, being a dealer is the only thing he’s ever been really good at. He’s got learning disabilities, dyslexia and ADHD, that prevented him from ever really settling into a normal life or doing well in school, but when it comes to weed, he’s a fucking prodigy. He can tell the weight of a bag just by looking at it or holding it, he can tell from the smell if product is good or not, and he knows how to spot an undercover cop at 100 yards. His greatest skill is in being able to read his customers. He can tell from the moment you approach him what strain you’re going to need, how much, and what you’re willing to pay. He’s friendly, never tries to force you to be his friend, and always stands by his product. If weed were legal, he might be paying taxes and living the good life at a cannabis dispensary. As it is, he’s the guy on everyone’s cell phone under “Aaron Green”. People usually assume when you say your home life was bad that someone was smacking you around or there was no food, maybe your parents were junkies or crackheads. But it doesn’t have to be that dramatic to be bad. Sometimes your family can just forget you exist. Aaron was one of eight kids and none of them ever really had a chance. He disappeared in among his siblings so that no one ever noticed when he never came home at night. His home was loud, but there was never any real love in it. His parents were immigrants who’d come to America as children and never gotten out of the ghetto neighbourhoods of Detroit. They never had enough money and worked all the time, and when they came home, they would just stare blankly at their children, as if to say, “are you still here?” Aaron doesn’t think they were ever even in love; certainly the photographs never show people who looked happy to be together. Sometimes he lets himself wonder if they were like him, with dreams that they could never achieve and a burning need to do something, and if they just got beaten down by life, but it’s not like he can ask anymore. Chicago was the farthest Aaron could get from Detroit on the money he’d saved up, and it seemed like a town that still had hope, while Detroit was just dying slowly around him. He had a cousin there whose couch he crashed on (Aaron has cousins everywhere, they come out of the woodwork whenever one of them needs somewhere to crash), and a few job possibilities lined up, but he’d get itchy if he got stuck working behind a counter or washing dishes or shifting mail around, needing more stimulation than entry-level jobs provided. If he’d had the money to do training in a trade or something, maybe he could’ve done something with his hands that kept him occupied, or trained to be a tech expert, since he loves video games and can play them for hours if need be. Instead, he asked his dealer if the guy could hook him up with a gig, and one thing led to another. Working for the Costellos is mildly terrifying at times, but it feeds that part of him that needs to move and stay active. He doesn’t deal anything too hard, just weed and some party drugs, and he’s a favourite of club kids and college students for the quality of his product and his innovations when it comes to packaging and branding. He’ll wake up in the middle of the night with a brilliant idea about a new line of edibles like peppermint chocolates for the on-the-go buyer who doesn’t want to overindulge, or flavoured strains of CBD oil laced with hash to give a smooth high without any paranoia, or making their own line of e-liquids for vapes (something he’s very into, do not get him started on the unfair legislation around vaping rights), and spend the next three days making it happen only to crash once his latest masterpiece is complete. He could probably survive without a roommate at this point (though he’d have to live somewhere shady to do so and he’s become a little too comfortable to move back to the hood), but he used the excuse of needing one to let Corinna into his life. She’s the first person he’s lived with that he doesn’t feel anything but uncomplicated affection for, and the idea of having friends that you’re not either also selling to or working for is new and interesting for him. He’s a genuinely nice person (more so when baked but also overall), and he’s always happy to share his groceries or just sit up with her and listen to her talk. He may even someday tell her about his family, though that remains a subject he doesn’t address.   WRITING SAMPLE “Hey, man-bun!” Aaron turned around by reflex, even though someone yelling anything at you out of the blue was, at best, 50/50 gonna be a shitty situation. “That’s what your mom called me last night. At least I think that’s what she was saying, there was a lotta moaning going o-” Aaron didn’t get to finish his sentence, the punch catching him straight in the jaw. He looked like he could handle himself in a fight, but his muscles were all for show. Staggering back, he checked to see if all his teeth were still there. That was one thing that hadn’t gone wrong yet. “You sold me bad shit, motherfucker! Gimme my money back, or I’m gonna end you!” If this had been back in Detroit, Aaron might have taken this conversation more seriously, especially because he’d just gotten punched in the face, but this was Chicago, and he worked for the Costellos. Some little trust fund baby wasn’t gonna roll up on him and try and get a fucking refund. “That’s a shame. You still got the stuff? I’ll trade it in for new shit.” They were outside a bar in Costello territory, and the guy squaring up at him looked like he rowed every day and ate ivy for a living. Sure, he was dressed like he was living that thug life, but c'mon, no one’s teeth were that straight in Chiraq. That was the problem with cities like this, everyone thought they could front. Nobody in the suburbs would’ve even bothered, they’d have probably said please and thank you, but out here, people watched too many movies and thought you had to act like an OG. His friend, cuz of course he had a friend, punks like this never tried anything when it was a fair fight, just stood slightly off to the side and switched between grinning and sneering. “Are you fucking stupid? Did you hear me? Gimme my fucking money now! You’re lucky I don’t call my boys down and fuck your shit up for giving me lousy stuff!” It had gotten to the point where Aaron wasn’t really a street dealer primarily anymore, he was the guy you called when you needed something. He did deliveries and hung out at parties and clubs. When you were selling a product people wanted, you didn’t have to pound the pavement to sell it. But he was doing another favour for Holden. Aaron always did favours for Holden, no matter how many times the other man asked. He couldn’t help it. And normally he could spot an asshole a mile off and choose to refuse service, but Holden needed his quota to stay up, so Aaron had been a little too liberal with his sales tonight. Figures he’d get punched on his night off. “Like I said, I can do a trade if you’re unhappy with the product, but this isn’t a Target, man. We don’t do refunds. So hand over the shit, and I’ll give you some primo Afghani Kush. I’ll even top up the bag free of charge, cuz I wanna preserve our relationship.” The kid wasn’t having any of it. “I already smoked it and it did jackshit! I’m not even high! We even mixed it with some coke and it did fucking nothing!” Oh boy. So on top of assholes, they were idiots too. “You can’t mix it with coke, man. That just ruins both highs. If you’d said you’d wanted something to blend with uppers, I coulda-” Aaron was prevented in continuing with his sales pitch when the kid pulled out a gun. The fucking sikik seemed to think he could draw down in public. Granted, it was a shit neighbourhood, but it was still a Neighbourhood. “C'mon guy, this is a bad move. You really wanna think this one through, you know?” This whole evening was really turning into a bummer. If he got shot by this at hırsızı, he’d never live it down. And he didn’t have health insurance. The kid’s gun didn’t waver, and his friend had pulled a piece too. Awesome. “You coulda just given me the money, now I’m gonna take everything, and I’m gonna kick your ass too, you piece of shit fag-” The conversation ended abruptly with a squealing of tires and bright lights. Aaron jumped out of the way, rolling across the sidewalk and dragging himself up when there wasn’t immediate gunfire. The kid and his friend were now lying in the road groaning in front of a red Ford pickup. The door opened and Holden got out, looking at Aaron with bewilderment. “What the hell happened?” Stumbling forward, Aaron had the sense to kick the guns away from the two kids as he limped over to the truck’s passenger side. “Just a difference of opinion, don’t worry about it. But I’m thinking we talk about moving you to somewhere a little more high-class. This neighbourhood is going to shit.” As Holden slammed into the car and peeled away, the neighbourhood returned to normal, like it had never happened. It was Chicago, weirder things happened every day. Aaron leaned his head against the glass and dug a joint out of his pocket, inserting it between his lips and expertly lighting it with his lucky Zippo. “Don’t smoke that in the car, you’ll make it reek in here.” Laughing, Aaron rolled down the window. “You’re the weirdest dealer I know, man. C'mon, night’s still young, let’s hit Lake Forest and make some money off the preps out there.” Holden, shaking his head, took the turnoff and headed for the suburb. “You ever take anything seriously, cabron?” Aaron winked. “Not unless I can’t avoid it, kaşar.”

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11 Questions About Me

Tagged by @rubixa-seraph.  Thank you! :D

1. Favorite art technique that you do, or favorite thing(s)/part(s) to draw.

I like drawing smoke and fire. Don’t really use many “art technigues”  I think? Or maybe I do but I just don’t realise it. 

2. A skill you would like to learn?

Tons. Programming, painting, playing an instrument, making music, singing, woodworking, to name a few. 

3. Anything you like to study the most at your leisure?

Study.. I don’t know if its considered studying, but I like to practice drawing? I’d like to get better, I see people making stuff on here that is just so beautiful and shows what their imagination can do. I want to do that too, but for now I don’t have the skills that can translate what’s in my head. 

4. Favorite childhood picture book?

There was this book in primary school that I loved. It was sort of a picture book? I remember the book had two ways of reading. First was the “ normal”  way, so from the front, in which you and a guide explored a weird but beautiful museum. I remember it as some sort of comic style story, and half way through the book it ended. If you flipped the book upside down and started from the end the pages were all black and it told a story of you sneaking into the museum. It was this “ choose your own adventure” style book and all the expositions were alive, and they tried to keep you there! So you had to find a way out of the museum. I LOVED that book. 

5. Ever been on a plane or ship/boat?

I have. Last time on a plane was when I went to Ireland for a holiday. Last time boat I don’t remember. My dad used to be a sailor and when he was working close by we’d visit him and sneak on the boat. (wasn’t actually allowed, but it was lots of fun) 

6. If you could be something not-human, be it animal or mythical creature, what would you envision yourself being?

Uhm.. I don’t know, I quite like being human. Possibilities you know. Even in a lot of fiction we’re describes as being average, no specialties but adaptable to everything. I like that. If I’d have to choose I’d like to be a being that can fly. 

7. Favorite constellation?

Cassiopeia. Its pretty and its always there. 

8. Preferred toppings on a pizza? (I won’t judge; I do white sauce with sausage, mushrooms, and pineapples OR cranberries, so…)

Peperonni, Salami, cheese, maybe some paprika. 

9. A song that comes to mind this very moment, on whim.

Everything you can do I can do better, I can do anything better than you~

10. Preferred fashion for yourself?

I like comfortable clothing, mostly. I do tend towards darker colors, so like black hoodies and grey vests. I like the rock look a lot too. 

11. A character you really like at the moment, and maybe why?

Cecil Palmer. (Welcome to Night Vale) I know I’m like, 5 years too late, but I was so bored at work the other day, and I’d seen a lot of mentions about it, so i gave it a go. I love it. I listen to it while working and it makes my day so much more interesting. Its funny, Its creative, its downright terrifying. Cecil is such an adorable dork and his love for Carlos is the cutest shit I’ve ever seen.  

I tag: @fanaticseekerofthemuse, @redwriter100

Questions:

1. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the 3rd line on that page?

2. What is your happiest memory and why?

3. Do you have any OC’s (for fanfiction or totally original)? If so, describe them or if you have more than one, describe your favorite one!

4. Who is your all time favorite fictional character and why?

5. What do you find yourself thinking about the most?

6. Look out your nearest window and describe what you see!

7. What makes you feel nostalgic?

8. You have two hours left on earth, how do you spend them?

9. What’s your favorite sound?

10. What was the first fandom you were involved in?

11. Describe your idea of a perfect day!

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Uncover Every little thing You have to know About Setting Up Your Best A little Woodworking Workshop

They are saying a man is just as good given that the tools he chooses to make use of. This statement is particularly legitimate. Besides skill, your craftsmanship is largely based on the tools you employ. Any time you don’t learn how to pick the appropriate tools, you do have a even bigger issue as part of your arms. Owning been a woodworker for your previous 15 or so several years, it is actually Risk-free to mention that I have seen and finished it all. Beginning was rather challenging for me. I needed I had anyone to manual me by means of just about every move of the way, but I wasn't Blessed. I had to discover the challenging way, building quite a few issues in the method that Price me A huge number of bucks while organising my workshop and developing my small business. A Review of Best Tiny Shop Guidebook.

When I initially acquired and browse Ralph's manual, I really wished I had this e book 15 several years back.

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This is why:

Amongst the greatest issues I produced up to now was overspending on tools. I used to be obtaining undesirable tools and various periods I ended up overspending on tools I really didn’t require. You could’t blame me though; anyone searching for good quality tools on the spending plan will tell you the expertise is like walking on the minefield. It is because you will discover a lot of elements you'll want to consider. I quickly discovered that purchasing from massive box retailers such as Household Depot, Amazon Walmart, Lowes, as well as the like wasn't a good idea. That is especially when looking for a a person cease shop for your Instrument relevant desires.

And as Ralph mentions, the "paid" opinions and proposals make obtaining tools a guessing activity. It is because most of the time, these "sponsored" opinions are paid for from the makers on the tools them selves!

The web sellers also often provide, old refurbished tools as good situation tools to finish up staying unhappy following a couple of takes advantage of. Then There is certainly also the potential risk of obtaining excessive regarding amount and cost, not paying adequate and also obtaining tools that just ****. This expertise is heartbreaking because you just don’t drop income, You furthermore mght drop your precious time. It receives even worse once you go from the expertise quite a few periods. I Just about quit my enthusiasm and never ever got started off using this interest.

Equally as I had mentioned before, Once i started off out twenty five several years back I needed I had anyone to manual me by means of organising my store. I know you will discover a lot of other woodworkers that are in an identical problem right this moment.

This is why I really suggest Best Tiny Shop to anyone organising store This can be the key purpose why Ralph developed the final word Tiny Shop Guidebook to assist you build a fully practical modest store on the spending plan. And it Evidently displays from the e book.

There are lots of guides available on store setup but Many of them Never deal with spending plan - that's in my opinion among An important elements.

Let's face it, you can build any store you want For those who have a infinite spending plan! Although not anyone has that luxurious - surely not me. So the information and advice is helpful and really practical for store setups on the spending plan.

Ralph features all the teachings he has discovered the challenging way and his important aim is to avoid wasting you through the agony on the demo-and-mistake means of organising store. Consequently, you'll no longer should make bone-headed issues or squander any extra money obtaining the wrong tools

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Anything you Can Anticipate finding While in the Guidebook:

The manual is made up of six modules which contain:

• Instrument Collection

A lot of woodworkers drop a lot of cash for the duration of Instrument choice. The manual will demonstrate how to find out the tools you'll need prior to deciding to commence obtaining them. In addition, it is made up of a hand-Instrument and power Instrument procuring record, and a short list of crucial pneumatic, portable, and stationary tools moreover where by to have all these tools at discounted prices. Additionally, you will reach learn the way to keep your tools in top condition.

• Place Collection

Learn the doable residence workshop spaces moreover distinctive layouts In this particular manual. Additionally, you will get Thoughts regarding how to divide your own home workshop into distinctive regions.

• Lights, Electricity, and Soundproofing

You might know every thing about electricity and lights in a very workshop together with distinctive layouts and value. You’ll even be enlightened regarding how to soundproof your woodworking store by up to 70 % for below $five hundred.

• Additionally, you will find out about Cooling, Heating, and Air flow, as well as, how to deal with dust as part of your workshop. There are tips about safety in addition.

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