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roxineedstosleep · 2 months ago

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BABE WE NEED A PART TWO OF THE CLONE DICK READER STORY

It's not part two as such, but I can give you some general ideas of what would be happening after Clone!Reader is put in the ambulance with Jackovy.

First, Dick really feels like he screwed up. And, because he has a weird big brother/father complex, he wants to see how he can fix it. Don't get me wrong, Bruce doesn't have an overnight change of heart about Clon! Reader. He's just scared now because for the first time in a long time, if not years, he doesn't have a way to hide or a backup plan about what would happen if the Reader opens his mouth.

Dick would be meddling, and very early on trying to get his other brothers involved, in Reader's rooms inside the hospital; only to find that his clone's husband is prostrate and bolted to the floor of the reader's bed.

Dick and Bruce are frustrated, because apparently the reader and his husband are in one of the few hospitals in the city that is not under the care or sponsorship of Wayne Industries. And thus, they have no legal way - no such legal way - of knowing about you and his recovery.

Jackovy ends up actually marrying the reader, since it's a really nice beneficiary marriage anyway. And he has too much time on his hands to want to fuck with people who make his favourite person in the world miserable.

The Reader would definitely ask for a birth certificate as a fake wedding present. Paz would fulfil his whim.

The funniest thing about it all? The certificate had its debut and scandal when it appeared where it really should appear in the original and true records. Tim thought it was real when he noticed that even the registration codes were - much to his and your and everyone else's surprise - correlative to each other, had they actually existed.

Jackovy signing, always in front of Bruce and Dick, the papers or talking aloud to the doctors about HIS HUSBAND'S condition.

Clone Lector asking, because she likes to fuck around and asks no less, loudly, very nicely, for HIS HUSBAND to come and help him take a shower, because the casts are uncomfortable.

Jackovy always talking or suando old slangs to give Dick an aunerisma, as he knows how it makes him uncomfortable that he looks older than the Clone! Reader.

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everything-fine-n-peachy · 8 months ago

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agree to disagree (z.cl)

pairings: zhong chenle x reader genre: high school angst summary: y/n thinks chenle has the biggest head on the planet (literally and figuratively) and chenle is a boy with a crush and a lot of issues to work through.

warning: slight mention of parental neglect and ensuing anxiety

You hated Chenle’s guts.

There was just something about this boy that made your eyes roll every single time he was with you in the same room. You had to agree that there were perks to haveing someone as affluent as Chenle in your grade. The sponsorships from his family during school events meant that teachers were inevitably more lenient. But behind this so called generosity, you could clearly see the humble brag that he was.

Everyone adored the fair skinned boy who liked to laugh obnoxiously loud with his friends who all wore rolex watches. There was an undeniable envy behind the thin veil of admiration that everyone seemed to have though. Except you, ya’ll stay safe.

You knew it since day one of the 7th grade when the teacher announced elections for class officers a week prior. Elections that you intended to win. The next day Chenle showed up with a bag of lollipops for everyone, automatically securing him a win as president of the class while you lost with less than five votes to your name.

It wasn’t to say that he did a lousy job. But he wasn’t going to silently work behind the scenes, no. He liked to make everyone aware of his status and wealth in the most subtle of ways. Free snacks whenever he felt like it, free entrance at the golfclub their family owned, and souvenirs for everyone from when he would go overseas with his grandparents. And you hated it. The feeling of being treated as a charity case. Like this boy thought he could buy everyone’s love. But not you.

“I hope everyone enjoys the free handwash mom says they cost a lot,” he announced. You with the long French braid and mouth full of braces promptly had enough by then.

You approach him with your irritation having reached it’s limit within your stature of four-feet-eleven. “If you’re always going to tell us how expensive everything is, then I think you should just shut up,” you spat, shoving the pink paper packing into his chest. You walk away with satisfaction as Chenle muttered crap about how it was from the tropical islands of whatever country you couldn’t pronounce.

Your hate was was palpable across the entire grade for the next five years. Everyone knew that you and Chenle didn’t mix except maybe your 12th grade English teacher.

“Class this is just for the first term. No one is being forced to sign a marriage certificate so I would appreciate if everyone cooperated with their partner,” Ms. Son commented as she flashed the list of pairs on the screen in front.

You visibly frowned, “you gotta be kidding me.” Jaemin, who sat next to you tried to contain his laughter upon realizing that you had in fact been paired-up with Chenle. Ms. Son eyes anyone who dared to complain before explaining the project. “I want each pair to pick a topic that you disagree on. For the next nine weeks I want you to come up with a presentation on how communication skills will help you understand a different perspective.”

Murmurs fill the room. Some of your classmates are excited. Many are quite bored and just wish the bell would ring. You are downright fumming at Chenle’s audacity to wave at you from across the room when your eyes meet.

On the first meeting you drag yourself into the library for the inevitable. Chenle lounges lazily on one of the bean bags, engrossed in his tablet. You drop your things on an empty table before clearing your throat.

“I think the sooner we get this over with the better,” you say with a tight lipped expression. He agrees before standing up and joining you on the table.

You notice him studying you and can’t help but fumble with your pencil and notebook. “Why are you looking at me?”

“I just can’t figure out why you hate me so much,” he mutters more to himself than to you.

“We’re here to discuss the assignment.” you pointedly respond before proceeding to go over some of the topics you wanted to tackle. As you’re reading off the list you notice Chenle’s eyes linger on you a few times. You find the way he can keep eye contact unsettling but you push on wanting the assignment to be over sooner rather than later.

The good news was that you found plenty of topics that you disagree on. The bad news was that none of you could get through a conversation without picking a fight, well mostly you couldn’t get through a conversation without picking a fight.

You mutually decide that Renjun would be present on your second meeting. You both think maybe a mediator would help you. But not even 30 minutes in and Renjun’s hands are rubbing his cheeks in frustration.

“Let’s take this from the top shall we?” He reiterates,” you need to listen to each other first. Stop trying to win over each other.”

“I think there’s nothing wrong with using your connections to get farther in life, if I have an advantage why shouldn’t I use it?” Chenle states.

“If said advatange is within your reach because of privileges that you have, shouldn’t that be regulated by policy?” You bite back.

“They /are/ regulated by policy. Don’t companies have referals? Isn’t that even better since people are vouching for them?”

At this point Renjun let out an exasperated sigh. None of you were listening to each other, let alone him. “Guys, the pont of this assignment is to hear both sides. I need you to find some common ground,” he exclaims earning some looks from other kids in the lounge.

The two of you promptly stop arguing. Renjun sighs again, “you don’t actually disagree as much as you think.”

You snort in response, “yeah and Chenle just needs to get his big head back to earth to see that not everyone has a rich family who can get them places.”

“Why do you always act like that’s a bad thing?” Chenle retaliates.

“It’s a bad thing when you keep trying to buy your way through life!” you yell.

You visibly see Chenle shrink back into his chair. His face morphs into something you’re not sure of. Even you are a little surprised at yourself.

Chenle presses his lips together. He laughs to himself before speaking, “well, I don’t know what to say to that. But I have taekwondo training in five, so …”

You watch Chenle gather his stuff in silence. You stare hard at the blue metallic surface of the table long after Chenle is out the door.

“That was pretty mean even by your standards,” Renjun said. “I get that he’s annoying but isn’t that a bit unfair considering you barely know him?”

That night you stare up at the ceiling finding it hard to sleep. You toss and turn thinking about Chenle. You remember the boy who bragged about his thousand dollar drone, the boy who accidentally dumped his iphone in the pond and had a new one the next day, the boy who liked to tell people that money wasn’t a problem.

Then you also remembered that he was the boy whose parents didn’t show up to any ribbon ceremony, the kid who constantly brought nannies instead of family to his school shows, and the only one who hadn’t received a personalized letter from his mom or dad during the senior retreat in 10th grade.

You think you don’t really know Chenle as much as you’d like to think. Maybe you were the problem for allowing your 7th grade grudge get the best of you for the last five years. Maybe, you needed to give this project a chance by not sabotaging it nearly as much as you did.

You’re nervous when the third meeting comes up. Words have been scarce between you and Chenle but you at least have the decency to set up another meeting at the library. You’re a few minute early but soon five minutes turned into ten and ten turned into twenty. You attempted to text your partner but to no avail, you try and look for him yourself.

A few steps into the 12th grade corridor you hear shuffling in one of the rooms. Curious, you follow the sounds and find yourself face to face with Chenle who was in the process of pacing. You can’t help but notice that his hands shake a bit.

“Go away,” he says. When you don’t follow his command, he let’s out a shaky breath and a tiny laugh before slumping against the wall. You stand and watch as he sinks to the ground.

“You’re probably right. All I have going for me is my family and I can’t even please them. Can't win a medal, can't get on the merit list.”

You find yourself sitting next to him, leaning your head against the wall. Not quite sure what to respond, you let him drawl on.

“I don’t even like taekwondo,” he laughed to himself again.

“Why do you do it then if you don’t like it?”

“It’s the only tournament my dad ever attends.”

Your eyes look straight at the windows that offer a view of the sun setting beautifully in soft hues of pink and stark orange while you both bask in the misery of the moment.

“I got into university today. The university that they wanted for me so badly.”

“Do you want to go?”

“No,” he chuckled, covering his face with his hands.

“Then don’t go. You’re plenty smart I’m sure you’ll find a good university that you actually want to go to,” you reply turning your face to look at Chenle.

He takes a deep breath, shaking his head. “My parents have already paid for the first semester.”

There’s a long pause before Chenle speaks again. “I was thinking about what you said a couple of days ago. It kinda stung but it wasn’t something I heard for the first time.”

You unconsciously shift your position, uneasy at how Chenle’s demeanor changed from the last time you spoke to him with Renjun at the students’ lounge. He seemed so vulnerable, cocky have-it-all attitude all gone. Instead, a very much exhausted Chenle seemed to take his place.

“I don’t take any offense, don’t worry,” he assured you. “I just reaized for the first time that I actually let myself use my pain as an excuse. I parade this generational wealth around since that’s all it was ever good for.”

You feel yourself soften at his confession. Not that he was totally forgiven but it was a start. “That still isn’t an excuse for me being mean to you for the longest time. I apologize,” you mutter, eyes looking ahead.

“I guess we can call it even since I’ve been a jerk to you, too. Sorry bout that.”

You turn only to realize that Chenle was already looking at you. He had always been looking at you except you never did notice. He liked the way your eyes reflected the pretty sunset. Even after five years, his crush on you hadn’t worn off.

Truth be told, he pulled half the stunts he did to get your attention. Winning class president, giving away free strawberry hand soap because he had overheard that you liked the color pink, engaging you in arguments, and everything in between.

He knew from when you didn’t back down from him during class elections. Since then he only found more reasons to reaffirm his feelings with everything you do. His heart would skip a beat when your bright voice fills a room when you talk about social injustice, the way you were so proud of your dad, a teacher on career day, or the way you earnestly listen to your friends when they have something to say.

Chenle offers his hand, “to new beginnings?”

“To new beginnings,” you replied.

As you’re both standing up to leave you can’t help but feel the urge say something. “Chenle, about the university. I guess there won’t be any harm if you honestly tell your parents that you don’t want to go. Just a suggestion,” you offer with your palms raised.

For the first time, you experience Chenle smiling at you. Like, really smiling at you. You aren’t particularly sure why but you notice the crinkle of his eyes and the lopsided curve of his lips and you can’t help but feel endeared.

“Well, there’s that,” he says. “But I’m hungry. We should order pizza.”

You nod in reply, “as long as you aren’t getting them with pineapples, I’m down.”

Chenle’s eyes widen as he slowly lowers his phone, “you don’t like pineapples on pizza?”

“They’re disgusting, no.”

“But they bring out all the other flavors!” he exclaims.

You smile at him while he continues to tap on his phone. As you walk down the corridor you think- no, you feel that something has changed and even if you wouldn’t want to admit it, you were glad that it did.

“Let’s just agree to disagree,” you finally said, putting one foot in front of the other.

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leftneb · 2 months ago

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oh my god putting ur username on one of lando's sponsorship logos in your last post,,,, your mind,,,,

also i'm SO feral about your art isn't fucking funny, i can't stop staring at the lighting 💖 💖 💖

okay so for u I wanted to make a comprehensive list of every. single. time. I've done that in my... 5-ish months of drawing F1 fanart but it ended up being a more daunting task than I'd anticipated ANYWAYS here it is:

starting off with my personal favorite (and rarest) category - abstract, there's pretty much only one of these each they're very fun to cook up (and usually illegible but that's beside the point)

the left-neb arm sponsors variation is by far the most common, but sometimes I write it out fully if there's enough space

this specific style of 'Neb' is also very common, I split the category in 3 - FiA certificate, Hilton logo, and freestyle

as you can tell. I'm normal about watermarks

I also dug up this very very old compliation of watermarks which is probably uninteresting to anyone who isn't me but I'm putting it here anyways (shoutout to the ones in japanese and the hungarian runes I miss using those)

#and THANK YOUUU LIQUID that's the most fun I've had with a piece in like. weeks. I'm happy I could deliver for u😭#and bonus points if you can connect any of these to a specific piece #neb qna #neb core #watermarks

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anexperimentallife · 4 months ago

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On any other social media site, having over 20K followers MIGHT get me some kind of (very minor) sponsorship deal or job offer lol; here it means I more hate mail about being in a mixed-race marriage with @thesurestthing (and at least one disrespecting her by refusing to even acknowledge our marriage), and getting hate for being a disabled dad who should have somehow known before our little girl was born that I was going to get COVID several times. Oh, and of course, the occasional insult (or disgusting threat) to my baby daughter.

BUT... it ALSO means that when a paperwork snafu on our daughter's birth certificate left her stateless and threatened to legally force us to leave her in a foreign country, and when we had various medical emergencies, 20K people had our back and helped us cover the expense of fixing things. (We're still 15K in debt from all that, but at least we are able to stay alive and together, so I call that a win.)

And to be clear, the supportive folks FAR outnumber the haters.

So yeah, still my social media site of choice by a long shot. I can't even imagine the hate on Twitter.

And I'm still sick so I'm going back to sleep.

#uncle rob says stuff

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lexlawuk · 4 months ago

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find-roronoa-zoro · 8 months ago

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Roronoa Zoro X CisFem Reader

"Thank you." you blushed taking the bag.

"It isn't much." he shrugged thumbing some flour off your cheek, "Things got messy in the kitchen?"

You glanced down at yourself, teal apron spattered with flour and bits of pie filling.

"I was in charge of desserts." you rubbed your nape, "Anyway, come in I have something for you too."

Taking your apron off, you hung it in the kitchen and continued toward the stairs, Zoro following closely shrugging out of his coat. You opened your bedroom door and motioned him inside as Ace passed by making lewd noises. The freckled male squeaked when you punched his chest and quickly apologized.

"Sorry, you know they're idiots." you closed the door behind you and placed your gift on your bed before reaching for a bag on your desk, "This is for you."

He raised a brow taking the silvery bag from you, it had some weight to it.

"Go ahead." you urged taking a seat with him on your mattress.

Quietly he reached into the bag and pulled out a rather expensive bottle of pearl saké and glanced at you.

"I felt like I should replace the plum one that I destroyed." you chuckled, "There's more."

"You didn't have to, I drank it too. And this is top shelf."

"It's rude to talk about how much a gift costs." you wagged your finger at him.

He shook his head at you and reached back into the bag feeling a large envelope and taking it out. It was just a plain white envelope no indication of what was inside. You watched anxiously as he slowly tore the seal and removed the cardstock inside.

It was a certificate with Zoro's name on it and a few blank spaces on Newgate Industries letterhead. You smiled at his adorable confused face.

"It's a certificate of sponsorship. The blank spaces will be filled in once you've opened your dojo, like the name and dates and what not."

"Sponsorship?" he echoed still very surprised.

"Yes, it'll make it easier to compete on a state and national level. Not to mention help with equipment and uniforms."

You had initially wanted to give him a donation, but you didn't want him to feel like it was charity after he's been working so hard to scrimp and save. Instead, you came up with the sponsorship which your brothers agreed to, as a sort of incentive to keep him moving toward his goal.

Zoro didn't know how to feel. He'd never received such an important gift, especially from someone with whom he had yet to define a relationship with. He almost felt overwhelmed that you believed in his dream enough to think so far ahead. It also made him feel like he could have some sort of future with you.

He had been quiet so long you started to feel that perhaps he didn't like it, maybe this came off too charitable as well.

You began to panic.

"O-of course, you don't have to accept if you wanted to seek sponsorship on your own. I-I'm not trying to interfere with your hard work, which I admi-" his hand came up over your mouth as he leaned in to peck your nose.

"Shut up, this is perfect." he removed his hand and softly kissed your lips, "Thank you."

You chuckled shyly. This guy could go from sheep to tiger too quickly, it was dangerous for your heart.

"You're welcome." you murmured.

"Well I guess it's only fair if you open mine," he scooted the bag toward you, "just keep in mind it was last minute and I usually suck at this stuff."

"I'm sure whatever it is, is fine." you smiled diving into the gift bag.

A silver picture frame faced away from you. You thought it was rather unusual, though there were tons of framed photos in the house, not many people deviated from posting something digital on social media and leaving it at that. Slowly you pulled the frame out turning it toward you to see what you thought would be some random stock photo they usually sell in those sorts of things. Instead, you were shocked with a wave of both intense happiness and something akin to sorrow.

The photo in the frame had been taken the night before, judging by the angle he had taken it from his seat at the fire pit. The candid shot was during your dance with Pops. The strands of Christmas lights providing the perfect amount of warm light to capture a moment of laughter between the two of you.

You only had a few recent pictures of yourself and your father from his visits to London while you were living there. For some reason, this seemed more precious than any of those, perhaps because neither of you were aware it was being taken. Knowing these moments now had a limit made it bittersweet.

Zoro cleared his throat drawing your attention up to his concerned expression, "I didn't mean to upset you."

"I-I'm not up-set," You hiccupped, "just surprised."

His right hand came up to cup your face as he brushed the fresh tears from your cheek with his thumb. It really bothered him that his gift caused such a mixed reaction ultimately ending in tears, you really were too sweet for this world. He knew you really loved it, but also making you cry was not his intent.

"I'm sorry." you whispered, "I really adore it. I promise."

"I'm sorry for making you cry." he leaned against the wall and tugged you into a hug.

"I'm ok, really, see?" you pushed yourself off his chest to give him a better view of your face.

Your eyes were glossed over, your nose was red and your lips just a little pouty - absolutely adorable. His fingers brushed up the back of your neck pulling you back into his torso as he chuckled.

"You look terrible."

"So mean." you weakly patted his shoulder and snuggled into his chest.

The two of you stayed like this for a few minutes until you regained control of your emotions.

"Ugh, that's twice now you've seen me a crying mess." you groaned, "Thanks for being so sweet."

"That's what boyfriends do, right?" he kissed your scalp.

"Does this make it official, Tiger?"

"If you need more convincing..." he purred against the shell of your left ear.

Before you could respond there was a sharp knock on the door startling you both.

"If you're done sucking face, dinner is ready, yoi."

"Shut up." you called back sitting up, "We should go or there won't be any food left."

#one piece #the one #x reader #marco the phoenix #roronoa zoro #shanks #whitebeard pirates #zoro roronoa x reader #lyndsyh24 #slow burn

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maximumwobblerbanditdonut · 5 months ago

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It appears that Steve Himber serves as both SH's American manager and a CB employee. If this is the case, this freelancer from Outlander Con, like Highlanders7 in the UK this weekend, could be a Starz employee and might be utilizing the route available to US citizens seeking to work in the UK.

In the UK, anyone applying for a work permit must first receive an offer of employment, which comes in the form of a sponsorship certificate from a UK employer holding a sponsor license issued by the UK Border Agency (UKBA). The licence holder in this case would be STARZ. The strict points-based evaluation in his case is of little significance for STARZ.

When people wonder if there is no Host in the UK interested in this kind of work or if Outlander simply doesn’t excite in the UK as it does in the US, it's worth noting the low-key interest in the Outlander cast among Brits. What will Steven do when Outlander is over? 🧐

Posted 20th July 2024

@hereprettykitty - I know he has his own company in the US that is not registered in the UK for work and his company is not part of the global mobility program. He’s earning income on UK soil, and for that, He must be employed by a UK company that is located in the UK (convention organisers maybe or Starz)— He needs to pay UK income tax, even though he doesn’t live in the UK. I agree he only shows up when the bigger stars are attending and he’s there to make sure it goes smoothly for his income. The same situation happened in Australia and France.

I haven't seen him around other Outlander cast as a personal chaperone except for SH and now CB as for Starz a television network not need accompanies. Does anyone know his talent list? He has a dominant position in Outlander cons Monopolies are discouraged in free-market economies because they stifle competition, limit consumer substitutes, and thus, limit consumer choice.

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thailandlaww · 7 days ago

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Specific visas like the Non-Immigrant B (Work Visa) and Retirement Visas have additional entry requirements, such as proof of financial stability and health insurance.

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Students and researchers need institutional sponsorship letters and visa endorsements.

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