#st bride's school

[tellurian-in-aristasia]

Sunday Tribune - Sunday 24 June 1990

Apparently at some point in early 1991 the Aristasians were featured in a programme about "offbeat" characters around Ireland. I am unsure if this ever made it to the air, but Ruby Wax did host a talk show from early 1991 to 1994 called The Full Wax.

[retrocgads]

UK 1987

[incandescente666]

My childhood. Nazi und Stock

[annesblogsstuff]

rafe is bad for you

bsf’s brother!rafe x f!reader

warnings: mentions of sex, a little bit fluffy, reader is a kook, rafe being touchy, lemme know if i miss something !! also, english isn’t my native or first language so i’m sorry if there’s spelling mistakes (i’ll get better

summary: at a country club party, your best friend sarah warns you about her brother and his track record with girls

divider by @h-aewo

when sarah found out about you and rafe, you thought she would never accept it. you two have been best friend since middle school, you didn’t want to lose her. but also, you couldn’t hide your feelings for rafe anymore. he was charming to you, protective and sweet. basically, the opposite of who he was outdoors with everyone. everyone in the island knew: rafe cameron would do anything for his little kook princess.

one night, sarah came back in the early morning from her reunion with her new pogue friends. she thought she would be alone in the house, but then she heard strange noises coming from rafe’s room. she opened the door and screamed. she saw her brother’s hips pushing against her best friend. your legs around his waist while he filled your neck up with marks. obviously, rafe screamed at her too, annoyed by her interruption. she screamed at him, and she screamed at you.

with the time, sarah learned to accept your ‘relationship’ or ‘friends with benefits’ situation. at least, you thought so, until now.

now, you’re having a great time at the country club. fresh drinks, summer air, and golf with your best friend sarah, and, now, three months after sarah’s discovery, boyfriend rafe.

‘yk, i’m getting a piña colada. u want something?’ you ask sarah. she raises her sun glasses and smiles. ‘m’fine, thanks, btw’ she says.

suddenly, you feel a pair of familiar hands squeezing your breasts from behind. you tilt your head to one side to see him. there he is. rafe cameron, the one you were crazy for and the one you drove crazy, smirking at you. at the beginning of the relationship, it really turned you on see his hands on your breasts. now, it turned into a habit. rafe is obsessed with them.

‘hey, gorgeous’ he says with a smile.

‘gross’ sarah frowns at her brother’s hands.

‘stfu, sarah. no one cares’ he responds, squeezing your breasts more in front of sarah. you kiss rafe’s cheek to calm down the situation, he looks at you. ‘want me to bring you that piña colada, baby?’ you nod. he kisses your lips softly before separating from you. ‘alright, i’ll be back in five’

rafe leaves, leaving you alone with sarah again. you pucker your lips at her, a little bit embarrassed by the situation.

‘can i ask u something?’ sarah says, with a straight face. she never makes her straight face at you, you two are always joking, having fun, supporting each other. has been so since middle school. you know when she makes that face and says that, she’s about to ask something you’re not gonna like.

‘sure’

‘why are u dating my brother?’ oh no, no that again. you think, you pinch your noise bride.

‘sarah, we already talked about this’ you say, letting out a sigh.

‘i know, ‘kay? i know. but i really care about you. i don’t want to get hurt. and that’s what he does, he fucks some random kook, he tells her she’s the only one, and then, he leaves her because he found another girl whose hotter. i don’t want you to get through that.’ sarah explains. you already know about rafe’s history, his reputation. what he did to sofia, that poor pogue. otherwise, he was someone else indoors with you. he was truly himself with you. the real rafe. he takes care of you, he makes sure you’re safe, he loves you.

‘okay, sarah, enough. i know all that. i know what he did to sofia, it wasn’t right. but i love him. there’s this part of me that can’t help it. i can’t help loving him. and he feels the same.’ you stay strong, trying not to cry in front of everyone. it really hurts; your partner in crime would never accept the way you feel.

sarah raises her hands in surrender. she steps back. ‘rafe is bad for you. don’t say i didn’t warn ya.’

and she leaves. she lefts you there, with that strange feeling fluttering through your stomach. maybe guilt. or maybe deception.

my first write here!! (i’m so excited btw) hope u enjoy it and remind its my first. my writing will be better in the future, i promise 🫶🏻

[missanthropicprinciple]

Terry-Thomas | selected filmography + PSAs | 1936-1966

Once in a Million 1936

It's Love Again 1936

For Freedom 1940

Under Your Hat 1940

If You Don't Save Paper (PSA) 1948

Copy Book Please (PSA) 1948

A Date with a Dream 1948

The Brass Monkey 1948

Helter Skelter 1949

Melody Club 1949

What's Cooking? (PSA) 1951

Private's Progress 1956

The Green Man 1956

Brothers in Law 1956

Lucky Jim 1957

The Naked Truth 1957

Blue Murder at St Trinian's 1957

Happy Is the Bride 1958

Too Many Crooks 1959

Carlton-Browne of the F.O. 1959

I'm All Right Jack 1959

School for Scoundrels 1960

Make Mine Mink 1960

A Matter of WHO 1961

Bachelor Flat 1962

Kill or Cure 1962

It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World 1963

How to Murder Your Wife 1965

Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines 1965

La Grande Vadrouille 1966

[sensitive-trait]

Noah Carson married his high school sweetheart, Bailey at St. Henford’s Church—just a week after his brother's wedding. Although the wedding came together quickly as the bride is already expecting, there was never any doubt the two were made for each other.

[edwin-paynes-bowtie]

Updated Chapter Titles for Now We're at the Starting Line (I Did My Time)

Now with small summaries ala Netflix summaries!

I. The Case of the Weeping Walls - 15 September 2024

After their return from Port Townsend, Charles and Edwin reminisce on the early days of their friendship... and the first case they ever solved together.

II. The Case of Niko Sasaki - 15 October 2024

Having learned that Niko is trapped on the Astral Plane, Edwin, Charles, and Crystal brave the worst of each meteorological season to bring her home.

III. The Case of the Choked Cheerleaders - 15 November 2024

When a group of cheerleaders turn up dead at their local high school, Edwin and Niko investigate at a demon-infested supernatural club. Charles accompanies Crystal to meet up with people from her past.

IV. The Case of the Scorned Son - 15 December 2024

When the ghost of Paul Rowland comes to the Agency, Charles must battle his inner demons and reconcile with his father's probable afterlife. Edwin and The Cat King battle their mutual attraction.

V. The Case of the Frozen Fae - 15 January 2025

While Edwin's least favourite demon is chained up outside the Agency and Hell's denizens are after his most prized possession, The Cat King provides comfort. Charles contends with jealous feelings as the group attempts to unfreeze another innocent former denizen of Hell.

VI. The Case of Hell's Own Track - 15 February 2025

Negotiations over the possession of Edwin's notebook take a feral turn as the group attempts to train his spider against his will. Charles's jealousy reaches a fever pitch.

VII. The Case of the Separated Soulmates - 15 March 2025

With The Cat King out of the picture, Charles examines his own emotions and decides to tell Edwin how he feels. A bride comes to the Agency and asks for help finding the soulmate that she once bound herself to.

VIII. The Case of the Great Fire, Part I - 15 April 2025

Now happily cursed after mutually choosing to be, Charles and Edwin are called back to St Hilarion's for a case. Crystal finds something awful in the building's attic.

IX. The Case of the Great Fire, Part II - 15 May 2025

With the help of Crystal and Niko, Charles and Edwin help to put another ghost like themselves to rest.

[6-and-7]

Final Scores for Classic vs. New Who

Classic: 81 New: 71 Tie: 5

Additional breakdowns below the cut

By Doctor:

1 vs. 9: 10 1: 4 9: 5 Tie: 1

1 vs. 10: 19 1: 7 10: 12

2 vs. 10: 17 2: 8 10: 9

2 vs. 11: 4 2: 3 11: 1

3 vs. 11: 24 3: 13 11: 11

4 vs. 11: 11 4: 8 11: 2 Tie: 1

4 vs. 12: 30 4: 12 12: 17 Tie: 1

5 vs. 12: 5 5: 3 12: 2 Tie:

5 vs. 13: 15 5: 12 13: 3 Tie: 0

6 vs. 13: 8 6: 4 13: 3 Tie: 1

7 vs. 14: 3 7: 0 14: 3 Tie: 0

7 vs. 15: 9 7: 6 15: 2 Tie: 1

4 vs. Shalka: 1 4: 1 Shalka: 0 Tie: 0

Cushing vs. 8: 1 Cushing: 0 8: 1 Tie: 0

Individual Stories

An Unearthly Child vs. Rose The Daleks vs. The End of the World The Edge of Destruction vs. The Unquiet Dead Marco Polo vs. Aliens of London/World War Three The Keys of Marinus vs. Dalek The Aztecs vs. The Long Game The Sensorites vs. Father's Day The Reign of Terror vs. The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances Planet of Giants vs. Boom Town The Dalek Invasion of Earth vs. Bad Wolf/The Parting of the Ways The Rescue vs. The Christmas Invasion The Romans vs. New Earth The Web Planet vs. Tooth and Claw

The Crusade vs. School Reunion The Space Museum vs. The Girl in the Fireplace The Chase vs. Rise of the Cybermen / The Age of Steel The Time Meddler vs. The Idiot's Lantern Galaxy 4 vs. The Impossible Planet / The Satan Pit Mission to the Unknown vs. Love & Monsters The Myth Makers vs. Fear Her The Daleks' Master Plan vs. Army of Ghosts / Doomsday The Massacre of St Bartholomew's Eve vs. The Runaway Bride The Ark vs. Smith and Jones The Celestial Toymaker vs. The Shakespeare Code The Gunfighters vs. Gridlock The Savages vs. Daleks in Manhattan / Evolution of the Daleks

The War Machines vs. The Lazarus Experiment The Smugglers vs. 42 The Tenth Planet vs. Human Nature / The Family of Blood The Power of the Daleks vs. Blink The Highlanders vs. Utopia / The Sound of Drums / Last of the Time Lords The Underwater Menace vs. Voyage of the Damned The Moonbase vs. Partners in Crime The Macra Terror vs. The Fires of Pompeii The Faceless Ones vs. Planet of the Ood The Evil of the Daleks vs. The Sontaran Stratagem / The Poison Sky The Tomb of the Cybermen vs. The Doctor's Daughter The Abominable Snowmen vs. The Unicorn and the Wasp The Ice Warriors vs. Silence in the Library / Forest of the Dead

The Enemy of the World vs. Midnight The Web of Fear vs. Turn Left Fury from the Deep vs. The Stolen Earth / Journey's End The Wheel in Space vs. The Next Doctor The Dominators vs. Planet of the Dead The Mind Robber vs. The Waters of Mars The Invasion vs. The End of Time The Krotons vs. The Eleventh Hour The Seeds of Death vs. The Beast Below The Space Pirates vs. Victory of the Daleks The War Games vs. The Time of Angels / Flesh and Stone Spearhead from Space vs. The Vampires of Venice Doctor Who and the Silurians vs. Amy's Choice

The Ambassadors of Death vs. The Hungry Earth / Cold Blood Inferno vs. Vincent and the Doctor Terror of the Autons vs. The Lodger The Mind of Evil vs. The Pandorica Opens / The Big Bang The Claws of Axos vs. A Christmas Carol Colony in Space vs. The Impossible Astronaut / Day of the Moon The Dæmons vs. The Curse of the Black Spot Day of the Daleks vs. The Doctor's Wife The Curse of Peladon vs. The Rebel Flesh / The Almost People The Sea Devils vs. A Good Man Goes to War The Mutants vs. Let's Kill Hitler The Time Monster vs. Night Terrors The Three Doctors vs. The Girl Who Waited

Carnival of Monsters vs. The God Complex Frontier in Space vs. Closing Time Planet of the Daleks vs. The Wedding of River Song The Green Death vs. The Doctor, the Widow and the Wardrobe The Time Warrior vs. Asylum of the Daleks Invasion of the Dinosaurs vs. Dinosaurs on a Spaceship Death to the Daleks vs. A Town Called Mercy The Monster of Peladon vs. The Power of Three Planet of the Spiders vs. The Angels Take Manhattan Robot vs. The Snowmen The Ark in Space vs. The Bells of Saint John The Sontaran Experiment vs. The Rings of Akhaten Genesis of the Daleks vs. Cold War

Revenge of the Cybermen vs. Hide Terror of the Zygons vs. Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS Planet of Evil vs. The Crimson Horror Pyramids of Mars vs. Nightmare in Silver The Android Invasion vs. The Name of the Doctor The Brain of Morbius vs. The Day of the Doctor The Seeds of Doom vs. The Time of the Doctor The Masque of Mandragora vs. Deep Breath The Hand of Fear vs. Into the Dalek The Deadly Assassin vs. Robot of Sherwood The Face of Evil vs. Listen The Robots of Death vs. Time Heist The Talons of Weng-Chiang vs. The Caretaker

Horror of Fang Rock vs. Kill the Moon The Invisible Enemy vs. Mummy on the Orient Express Image of the Fendahl vs. Flatline The Sun Makers vs. In the Forest of the Night Underworld vs. Dark Water/Death In Heaven The Invasion of Time vs. Last Christmas The Ribos Operation vs. The Magician's Apprentice/The Witch's Familiar The Pirate Planet vs. Under the Lake/Before the Flood The Stones of Blood vs. The Girl Who Died The Androids of Tara vs. The Woman Who Lived The Power of Kroll vs. The Zygon Invasion/The Zygon Inversion The Armageddon Factor vs. Sleep No More Destiny of the Daleks vs. Face the Raven

City of Death vs. Heaven Sent The Creature from the Pit vs. Hell Bent Nightmare of Eden vs. The Husbands of River Song The Horns of Nimon vs. The Return of Doctor Mysterio The Leisure Hive vs. The Pilot Meglos vs. Smile Full Circle vs. Thin Ice State of Decay vs. Knock Knock Warriors' Gate vs. Oxygen The Keeper of Traken vs. Extremis Logopolis vs. The Pyramid at the End of the World Castrovalva vs. The Lie of the Land Four to Doomsday vs. Empress of Mars

Kinda vs. The Eaters of Light The Visitation vs. World Enough and Time / The Doctor Falls Black Orchid vs. Twice Upon a Time Earthshock vs. The Woman Who Fell to Earth Time-Flight vs. The Ghost Monument Arc of Infinity vs. Rosa Snakedance vs. Arachnids in the UK Mawdryn Undead vs. The Tsuranga Conundrum Terminus vs. Demons of the Punjab Enlightenment vs. Kerblam! The King's Demons vs. The Witchfinders The Five Doctors vs. It Takes You Away Warriors of the Deep vs. The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos

The Awakening vs. Resolution Frontios vs. Spyfall Resurrection of the Daleks vs. Orphan 55 Planet of Fire vs. Nikola Tesla's Night of Terror The Caves of Androzani vs. Fugitive of the Judoon The Twin Dilemma vs. Praxeus Attack of the Cybermen vs. Can You Hear Me? Vengeance on Varos vs. The Haunting of Villa Diodati / The Ascension of the Cybermen / The Timeless Children The Mark of the Rani vs. Revolution of the Daleks The Two Doctors vs. Flux Timelash vs. Eve of the Daleks Revelation of the Daleks vs. Legend of the Sea Devils Trial of a Time Lord vs. The Power of the Doctor

Time and the Rani vs. The Star Beast Paradise Towers vs. Wild Blue Yonder Delta and the Bannermen vs. The Giggle Dragonfire vs. The Church on Ruby Road Remembrance of the Daleks vs. Space Babies The Happiness Patrol vs. The Devil's Chord Silver Nemesis vs. Boom! The Greatest Show in the Galaxy vs. 73 Yards Battlefield vs. Dot and Bubble Ghost Light vs. Rogue The Curse of Fenric vs. The Legend of Ruby Sunday/Empire of Death Survival vs. Joy to the World Dr. Who and the Daleks vs. Doctor Who the TV Movie Shada vs. Scream of the Shalka

[how-very-salty]

masterpost of my jdonica fic <3

royally fucked up

J.D. gets another chance. It's Sherwood in September, and Veronica is smiling at him again. This time, he'll do anything not to fuck it up.

status: completed / translated: in progress

!!!new the forest (warnings!!! tags are reeeally spoilers, but the fic includes disturbing content)

Veronica ran down the stairs, hurried to the school bus - and suddenly woke up on the road in a completely silent forest. There doesn't seem to be a soul around... but someone's predatory gaze is fixed on her back. (references to The path)

status: in progress / translated: in progress

let's have some fun

Three years ago, J.D. went back to hell, but he comes back for the same reason: to make Veronica say his name three times. But something's changed.

status: in progress / translated: in progress

stay at the very edge and way he prays

Before she says no, Veronica sees Bud humiliate J.D. And it makes her change her mind and try one more time to change something for him. And that leads to a promise that will be broken.

(tw: bdsm)

status: completed / translated: completed

Veronica Sawyer decides to die

The bomb exploded. They both survived, but at a high price… Time has passed, and Veronica Sawyer finds comfort in imagining that she is gone. Her peace of mind is shattered by the doorbell.

status: completed / translated: completed

St. Calvin told me not to worry about you

They're broken up, but still need each other. She has the keys to his apartment, he wants her back. And there are rules between them that neither of them has ever learned to follow. (there is a new male character, but honestly, he's just one of the plot obstacles in this story).

status: in progress / translated: in progress

!!!new lavender

Just a scene from married life and problems that they have to deal with through conversation ( long-married JD and Ronnie)

SHORT STORIES (complited)

dearly beloved

jdonica one shots (If you want, you can give me prompts. i sometimes write them long, but i try to write all of them. except with agnst sometimes i skip them)

other way

Veronica Sawyer hurts herself to deal with her emotions, and a new guy notices. She's scared, but he just wants to talk to her ...and maybe help.

syndrome - the story of cotard syndrome

who is she - he meets her on a crowded subway and misses her… and meets her again

first of thousands - their paths cross because of a car accident

insomnia - he just can't sleep (partially refers to St. Calvin's au)

best gift ever - happy married life

we're locked in, right? - fate brings them together in a locked elevator

trace of a touch - J.D. is long gone from her life, but his every touch keeps to burn on her skin. No one else can, until one day…

let's get out of here - a wedding story in which J.D. steals a bride from his own wedding

turn on the radio and the braided bracelet - au!childhood friends, where J.D. is hopelessly in love with Veronica. or not so hopeless?

about a girl - Nick has been in love with Veronica since they were kids. but it seems he should have confessed earlier, because the new kid is about to steal her away from him

peek-a-boo - very hot zombie-boy and a pretty smart Ronnie? who just can't resist his charm (pure au with a twist)

white oleander - au!hanahaki where Ronnie has to choose between Chandler and J.D.

pick me up - a wasted Ronnie needs to be picked up from the bar, and even though they broke up, J.D. is the only one who can do it.

happy anniversary - nobody has visited J.D.'s grave for five years

what a night - J.D. climbed into her window that night, before the bombs and the petition.

a few more minutes and there is no cure - the bomb didn't explode, and it seems that J.D. completely failed // he returns to Veronica's life years later

an act of mercy - J.D. was dead in the explosion, but that night a familiar voice is heard on Veronica's phone

like burnt brownies and play with loaded dice - the story of Nick Sawyer and Jesse Dean

[tellurian-in-aristasia]

A newspaper clipping I found, but I'm foolish and forgot to note the year.

[dialalagirl]

Oo I love seeing people's DiaLovers fanmade routes and worlds ( I have my own and its so much fun) do share yours with us! ( you don't have to make a whole route or anything I'd just like to hear a quick summary of what you had made or had i mind with your Suburu Route )

IEICBSIBCISBVHBIBSINJZ--I mean, yay *cough* it is so hard to sum up everything and maybe some may consider the plot a bit bland, butttttttttt imma try

I take a lot and your girl do mean A LOT of inspiration from HDB. I abandoned whatever bizarrio nonsense Adam-Eve plots infected all the sequels as well as the whatpadding that neutralized the spice of all the diaboys and even their irredeemable parents. like bruv, lemme sample true depravity in peace 😩

at the heart of it is a simple story of the sacrificial bride, Lilu. in her early years, she was raised in the same religious community as Yui. she shares many of yui's most endearing qualities: empathy/forgiveness to the point of self-sacrifice, exuberance, authenticity, altruistic kindness, and fortitude under great pressure. however, she has both the gift of gab and wit which eventually led her to questioning her church's teachings

when the church’s religious indoctrination proved ineffective for Lilu, they sent her to St. Thea’s Finishing School for Troubled Girls. their punishments do not include physical maiming, as to not tamper with the sacrificial bride’s chance to be accepted by Karlheinz. but rest assured, lilu got traumatized to the point she suffers from an extreme fear of touch and mania episodes, as well as has a conditioned response to be honest in response to pain. indeed, her cheerful attitude--while genuine--can often mask her internal feelings of self-loathing where she considers herself pathetic for her weakness

unlike yui, when arriving at the sakamaki mansion 'supposedly reformed', she knows her purpose: to be food. initially, she is apathetic at the possibility of dying, but--upon finding out yui is also there--recenters herself, devoting whatever few days she believes she has left to save Yui (her own and only friend) who matched herself with shu

so, she saddles herself with subaru, banking on his evidently violent tendencies to protect her from the whims of the other bros. from here, it is a tale of lilu trying to help Yui escape but not herself, as she does not want or feel she deserves happiness. slowly tho, she bonds with subaru and finds a strange sense of belonging in the sakamaki household

being torn between ordinary standards of what it means to live and be free v.s. the unusual circumstances of the sakamaki household, she is ultimately left with a choice:

stay with Yui for a reason other than seeking death's relief and make new beginnings with subaru (vampire ending)

try to escape one too many times, get brutally tortured, and eventually awaken as a vampire who kills everyone in the household in a tragic manic episode (brute ending)

use subaru to exact revenge on those which tortured her younger years as she finds herself unable to move on and forgive her past. while initially this soothes her, she eventually devolves into a state not unlike Christa's and begs Subaru to end her misery. he does and kills himself alongside her (manservant ending)

i can just smell the angst and it makes me happy. it's a problem, really

my most favourite prologue/epilogue (that paragraph thingy before the episode starts) that I wrote?

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My thoughts pace walls, attempting

To scratch away raw stone,

To elope with my worry, 

Or to at least make the small a little less small.

My eyes stare straight into the pendulous sphere.

I haven’t felt the sun in years.

My thoughts temporarily wane in their restlessness

In face of stars that burn my eyes.

I would count them

And shoot them across the rest of my sight,

carrying thoughts to hear

echos of tepid steps

and that I have forgotten time again,

I’m stupid,

She always comes for me.

But, the light flickers off,

It’s dark,

And space is infinite.

My arms stretch out,

defy science.

The coarseness hurts.

My palms are subdued against the walls,

despite how much I want to push.

It feels so small.

I want to scream,

But the light flickers on. 

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[archivist-crow]

On this day:

CENTAUR IN CENTERVILLE

On May 18, 1963, in the tiny town of Centerville, Illinois, police were bombarded with over fifty phone calls from people who had seen a centaur. The mythical creature had first been seen in St. Louis, just across the Mississippi River. A group of school children said they had witnessed a "half man, half woman with a half bald head and a half head of hair" prowling around a housing project and vanishing into an old tunnel. A St. Louis Police Department patrolman declared that the children had definitely observed something and that the beast apparently tussled with a man near the school. The centaur was also seen by a shocked James McKinney, directly in front of his house. He said, "It looked like a half-man, half-horse." The creature appeared to be in the area for two weeks.

Greek poets tell of a race of beings having arms, chests, and heads of men, but bodies like those of horses. Living in Thessaly, this species was reputed to have groups that were kind and groups that were savage. In the mythology of the Iliad, the centaurs attended a wedding, but became drunk. They then attempted to make off with the bride and other women at the feast.

During the second century AD, Phlegon of Tralles wrote his infamous Book of Marvels. One of the book's many sensational stories tells of a hippocentaur, captured in Arabia and sent, as a gift, to Egypt. Unfortunately, it died and was then embalmed and offered to the emperor of Rome, who displayed it in his palace. The centaur had a fierce face, a tawny mane, hairy arms and fingers, and ribs joined to its front legs, which ended in hooves.

Text from: Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible, and the Ignored by Juanita Rose Violins, published by Weiser Books, 2009

[solpadeinedelusions]

hi, my name's hanna, i'm 17 and i'm from northern poland. i go to the third best high school in my voivodeship (i'm in a bio-chem-eng class), i will be graduating in may 2026. my therapist and some teachers say i'm autistic but i'm not officially diagnosed. my dream is to be either a pediatrician working for msf, or an archeologist, a guitarist, or a marine biologist, or a teacher, or a writer, or i actually have no idea.

languages i speak/am learning( ^ω^ )

polish(native), english(c1), german(a2), czech, french, swedish, japanese, russian

what i like (*^▽^*)

anime/manga: attack on titan, monster, evangelion, nana, junji ito's work, studio ghibli, jojo

music: mcr, nirvana, green day, msi, hole, bikini kill, hanabie, babymetal, the cure, the smiths, joy division, malice mizer, moi dix mois, strawberry switchblade

literature: Kafka, Dostoyevsky, Daphne du Maurier, Agatha Christie, Sylvia Plath, Huxley

history, ancient and 2ww

my job (waaah i can't work in winter)

school!

shows/movies: the craft, girl interrupted, tue, st, derry girls, sherlock bbc, skins, edward scissorhands, corpse bride, the nightmare before christmas, addmas family, perfect days

今度は今度、今は今

[lumosandnoxwriting]

i wanted that pain || George Weasley

Title: i wanted that pain Pairing: George x Reader, but also mentions of George x OC and Reader x OC Summary: he wanted a bride, i was making my own name A/N: the next part of the anthology is here! When i originally planned this out it had a different vibe but im actually really happy with how this turned out! As always feedback is welcome! <3

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She only does it when she’s had a few glasses of wine and is feeling loose, but not sleepy enough to crawl into bed. 

Some people might call her a masochist, looking at what could have been had she made a different choice that day. Others might call her pathetic, that’s she’s pining over something that she gave up long ago. Only Y/N knows the truth. 

She knows that she doesn’t look up George on Wizstagram because she’s jealous of the life he lives and wants to inflict pain on herself. And she also knows that she doesn’t regret any second of the life she’s lived and she’s sitting there agonizing over what her life could have been. Because Y/N knows that she’s happy, and that the path she took in life was the right one for her. She knows that just because her life doesn’t look like George’s doesn’t mean she’s not content and satisfied with where she ended up. 

Looking up her ex-boyfriend on Wizstagram is not a form of self-torture. It’s a form of reassurance. 

Y/N has been feeling nostalgic lately after hearing the news that McGonagall has decided to finally retire, which is probably why she’s curled up under her favorite blanket, second glass of wine in one hand and her phone in the other. It’s probably been over a year since she looked George up on Wizstagram, and unsurprisingly when she types in @MischiefManager2 to the search bar, an account with George’s face as the profile pic pops up immediately. 

The most recent photo is one she knows well, since she was the one who took it. Fred and George have a frowning McGonagall sandwiched between them, the smiles on their faces brighter than the sun. It’s from their graduation, well her and Lee’s graduation, since the Twins didn’t technically finish the year and could only attend as guests. They had insisted on getting a photo with their favorite Professor, and Y/N had been happy to oblige them. McGonagall not so much. 

Graduation day is often the day Y/N thinks back on as the day that changed her life forever. Not only had she graduated from Hogwarts, the culmination of seven years of hard work. But before the ceremony McGonagall had pulled her aside to let her know that St. Mungos had accepted her into Specialized Healer Training. 

And of course, that was the day she ended things with George, catapulting her life in a totally different direction. 

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“Baby,” George murmurs as Y/N catapults herself into his arms. He grips her tightly, lifting her feet off the ground as he hugs her. He brushes his lips against the shell of her ear, inhaling against her hair. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”

His words light her up inside, and Y/N wraps her legs around George’s hips so she can cling to him even tighter. It’s been a lonely few months since he and Fred made their departure from Hogwarts, and it feels so good to be back in his arms. 

They stand there amidst everyone else celebrating for a few more moments, just content with holding each other. When George finally puts Y/N back down he leans in, capturing her lips with his. “You’re finally free,” he murmurs against her mouth when their kiss breaks, before pressing their mouths together again. 

A pang of sadness rips through her chest at George’s words. Because while her time at Hogwarts is coming to an end, she’s not quite done with school. Just before the ceremony started McGonagall had pulled Y/N aside, letting her know that she was one of four other students who had been accepted into the Specialized Healer training program at St. Mungos. This is the culmination of all her hard work, every hour in the library, extra credit assignment and summer spent volunteering at St. Mungos has led to this. Y/N has always wanted to be a Healer, and this program is the only thing that stands in her way of completing her lifelong dream. 

But it also means more time away from George. While St. Mungos is located in Central London, the program requires participants to spend time at smaller Wizard clinics and hospitals all over the world, to expose them to all different kinds of ailments and treatments. For the next four years she’ll be traveling and studying nonstop, and Y/N had been overjoyed when McGonagall shared the news. 

Except she’d forgotten one major thing. George.

“There’s something I need to tell you about.” Y/N says solemnly, breaking their kiss. 

“What’s wrong?” George responds immediately. He cups Y/N’s face, his thumb gently caressing his jaw. “Whatever it is, baby we’ll get through it together.”

“I got into the Healer Training Program.”

George’s eyes light up with excitement. “Baby! That’s amazing! I’m so fucking proud of you.” Except the smile on his face turns into a frown when Y/N doesn’t share his joy. “Why aren’t you excited? Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Yes, of course it is,” Y/N starts, her voice apprehensive. “But the program, it’s really intense and it’s four more years of training.”

“Oh,” George murmurs. “Well that’s not too bad. Fred and I are so busy at the shop that we’re barely ever in the flat so it’ll be plenty quiet for you to study in. And in a year or two, once we’re really making money we can get a place just for us with room for you to have a proper office. And it doesn’t even have to be in Diagon Alley, we can rent somewhere closer to St. Mungos and-.”

“George,” Y/N interrupts, pressing a finger to his lips to keep him from continuing. “The program doesn’t take place at St. Mungos. The first few weeks do, but after that the Cohort travels all over the world, spending time in different places and at different hospitals.”

“For how long?” he asks once Y/N lets him speak, but she can tell by the tone of his voice that he already knows the answer to that question. 

“The whole four years, George.”

“Oh,” George repeats, a sullen look taking over his face. “But there’s other programs, right? Other ways to become a Healer?”

Y/N nods slowly, not liking the train of thought George is heading down. “Well, yes. I could become an apprentice, working under a current Healer and then in ten years I’ll be eligible to take the examinations to be a general Healer.”

”And that will keep you in London?”

”Yes,” Y/N answers, frowning when a smile lights up George’s face. Clearly he thinks he’s just found the solution to all of their problems. “But George, this program is my dream. I’ll get to learn from the best Healers in the world, and when I graduate I’ll be in a higher position and I’ll get to enter any department I want.”

A frown takes over his face once again. “But what about our dreams, Y/N? The things we’ve been talking about and planning for the last three years?”

Of course she knows exactly what George is talking about. Ever since they got together in their fourth year, both Y/N and George knew they were in it for the long haul. Even though they were young and people, mainly Fred, found it foolish that they were thinking in terms of forever, they were firm in their assertion that they’d found their person and nothing anyone could say would change their mind. 

So they talked. About Y/N’s career plans, and George’s. Fred and George would open their dream store after graduation, and Y/N would start the journey to becoming a Healer. They’d move in together in the summer, and by the following fall they would be engaged. A small wedding would be held at The Burrow in the spring, and the following winter they’d try for their first baby. 

Back then Y/N never imagined that she’d get into the Specialized Healer Training program at St. Mungos, since it’s so competitive. So she and George never talked about what their future would look like if Y/N had to be away for a few years. In all their daydreaming, Y/N was always an apprentice at St. Mungos, slowly working her way up to being a full Healer while they grew their family.  As an apprentice she would have the luxury of taking time off and being a hands on Mum, and by the time she was a full Healer their kids would be older and George would be settled enough in his career to take over most of the child minding. 

And Y/N had been content with that reality. She would have the husband, the kids and the career she always wanted. But all of that flew out the window the second McGonagall gave her the good news. This program is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and Y/N will never forgive herself if she walks away from it. 

“We can still have those dreams, Georgie. We just need to adjust our timeline a little bit.” She speaks softly, dragging her fingertips across George’s cheek. “We can still have all of those things someday, when I’m finished with my program and back in London full time.”

”But I don’t want those things someday, Y/N,” George responds, his tone harsh. “I want that all now, like we’ve always talked about. There’s space for your things in my closet and there’s an engagement ring tucked away in my sock drawer waiting for the perfect moment. I’m ready for our future together to start now, and I thought you were too.”

George’s grip on her loosens, and Y/N’s heart aches as she steps out of his embrace. “I was, George. But this changes everything. This program is what I’ve worked my ass off for, it’s what I’ve had my sights set on long before I ever even knew you. I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t go.”

“And I don't know if I’ll ever be able to forgive you if you do go.”

His words hurt, jabbing her in the chest as if he’s stabbed her with a knife. Tears pool in Y/N’s eyes, and she shakes her head. “Don’t make me choose between you and this program, George. Please. We can do this, it’s only four years.”

George shakes his head, but doesn’t say anything. His face is firm, his eyes narrowed in determination. It’s clear to Y/N that he’s going to make her be the one to decide. She can either have her program, or she can have the life her and George have dreamed about, there is no world where both options can exist. 

“I’m sorry,” Y/N whispers after a few moments of silence. She slowly takes a few steps back from George, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Goodbye George.”

-

Seeing that picture doesn’t bring Y/N the pang of sadness she expected it to. It took her months to even talk about what happened that day, and it took well over a year before she would look at any of the pictures her friends and parents had taken. A day that was supposed to be full of joy and celebration quickly became one of agonizing pain and she never wanted to feel that way again. 

Taking that photo of George and Fred is the last happy memory she has from their relationship, but looking at it now all she feels is gratitude. Because while breaking up with George was the hardest, most painful thing she’s ever had to do, she doesn’t regret it for a second. 

Joining that training program was one of the best decisions she’s ever made, the places Y/N got to see and the things she experienced were life changing. When she returned back to England and joined St. Mungos she had her pick of placements, and Y/N has spent the last several years in the Janus Thickey Ward, working with their longtime patients and permanent spell damage. 

If she had chosen George all those years ago she’d barely be eligible for the exams to certify her as a general Healer, and she’d never have the opportunities she does now. 

Y/N scrolls through the next few photos, stopping briefly to admire the pictures of him and Fred, and the snapshot of the entire Weasley family taken during a recent family dinner. The Weasley family was always so tight knit, and it’s nice to see that time hasn’t changed that fact. Family was always George’s number one priority, and Y/N knows it would kill him not to be close with his siblings. 

The next photo she stops on is one of George and his wife. Melody is her name, and Y/N has heard from various channels that she was in the year below them at Hogwarts, and they met when Fred and George hired her as a potion master for the joke shop. 

The picture is from their wedding day, and the caption lets Y/N know that George had posted it in celebration of their anniversary. Posted only a few months ago to celebrate their seven year wedding anniversary, she does some quick mental math. It’s been ten years since graduation, meaning it’s been the same amount of time since the break up. George and Melody didn’t meet until a year after that, meaning they were together for around two years before tying the knot. 

It does hurt a little, knowing that it took George three years to meet and marry someone else, when if they had stayed together he wouldn’t have had to wait much longer to marry Y/N. But it would have hurt more if he had met and married someone way quicker than that, so she doesn’t dwell on it for too long. 

In the photo they’re smiling at each other, and the genuine joy on their faces makes Y/N smile too. George may have been someone she cared deeply for, and losing him hurt - but he wasn’t the man she was supposed to be with and she’s glad he found his person. 

She’d be a hypocrite if she ever thought otherwise, considering her person is upstairs right now getting ready for bed. 

Y/N met Ben during her Healer training. He had been a student at Beauxbatons, so their paths had never crossed until the first day of the program. Of course she had instantly found him attractive, but with her heart still so raw from the breakup with George they started off as just friends. Halfway through their second year, after scrolling on Wizstagram and seeing a picture of George for the first time since the breakup, Y/N realized she felt nothing for him anymore and the pain from the break up and fully ran its course.  

She asked Ben out on a date the next night and they’ve been together ever since. 

Y/N doesn’t doubt that what she and George had between them was love, but after being with Ben she knows now that it wasn’t true love. And when she looks at this photo of George and Melody, she knows he has that with her too. 

The sound of Ben’s footsteps coming down the stairs is a sign that her trip down memory lane is coming to an end, so she scrolls to the next photo for one last look. In it George is holding probably the tiniest baby she’s ever seen, surrounded by four kids of varying ages all rocking the same shock of ginger hair as their dad. The caption reveals that it’s a birth announcement, and Y/N can practically feel her uterus contract at the thought of having five kids in under seven years. 

But George always wanted a big family, and she used to think that was something she wanted too. Being an only child growing up was lonely, and when Y/N would go back home with George for the holidays she was envious at how close everyone was, and how The Burrow was always full of laughter and love. So when they talked about their future children it was obvious that they would have several, with them as close together as possible just like George and his siblings. 

Time and maturity helped Y/N realize that popping out baby after baby was only her dream because of her relationship with George. Healing can be a demanding career, and the Healers they trained with who had families always made sure to stress how difficult it can be to handle parenthood and their career. While many of them were able to balance the responsibilities that come with being a parent and their love for their career, for a lot of them it came with sacrifices. Several of them ended up divorcing their partners who couldn’t understand that their job wasn’t always predictable, and there would be times that they came home late or missed out on things. Others had ended up taking time off, or going into lesser positions in order to have a better work/life balance. 

With how much Y/N loved her program and knowing who she is as a person, she quickly found out that whatever plan she and George had worked out regarding children was built on the naïveté of two kids who thought they knew everything. Growing up she had two dreams, being a Healer and being a mother. With the amount of kids she and George always talked about having, also having the career she wanted would have never been a possibility. Something would have had to give, and Y/N knows she would have chosen her family over everything. 

She also knows that once her kids were grown and at Hogwarts and she had no career to fall back on she would have regretted that decision. And that’s not something she would ever want to put on her children. So she decided quite early on that while she definitely would have kids someday, it would not be the brood she always imagined. 

Her and Ben had married a month after graduating from their program, two weeks before a little pink plus sign appeared after Y/N peed on a stick. Having children wasn’t something they had discussed too much in detail. They both had agreed it was something they both wanted at some point, but weren’t too fussy about how many or when. 

After their son was born, Y/N and Ben quickly decided that if they chose to have more kids, it wouldn’t be for several more years. Being new to their careers and having a newborn was a challenge neither of them were prepared for, and Y/N can’t remember how many times she went to work with vomit dried in her hair or her clothes backward from exhaustion. 

And two months ago when their daughter came out, both of them knew their family was complete. 

Two kids in five years is plenty for Y/N, and she silently gives kudos to George’s wife for managing her brood. She’s exhausted just thinking about it.

When Ben plops down on the couch next to her Y/N tosses her phone aside, letting her husband pull her into his side. He takes the glass of wine from her hand, quickly draining the rest of the liquid.

”You’d think I’d be immune to all of the smells a baby has doing what we do. But Godric, the atrocities your daughter committed while I tried to put her pajamas on?” Ben shudders. “I’m scarred for life.”

Y/N just shakes her head in laughter at her husband’s dramatics, knowing full well he’ll be the first one out of bed tonight the second their daughter cries. 

Noticing her pensive mood, Ben places a finger under Y/N’s chin, lifting it up so they can make eye contact. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, just being a bit nostalgic,” she reassures, giving her husband a small smile. “I was stalking George on Wizstagram.”

Ben rolls his eyes, returning his wife’s grin. “Ah, I see. Yearning for the life you gave away?” He teases.

She knows he’s joking, but she shakes her head. “Nope, I’ve got everything I ever wanted right here.”

[angeltreasure]

I recognize that I may never find a husband, be blessed with a family, get to fulfil my hearts desire of being a mother, a wife, and a helpful hand to the church. I tell God every day that I understand that in the end, I only have him, and I try to feel his love throughout my days, count my blessings and find joy in solitude. Jesus is my only friend, and I try to talk to him like he’s beside me but I’m left feeling alone and useless. I’m pursuing a career while working full time. Every day I’m studying all night after work. I am deeply unhappy with the direction I’m headed in and I do not want to be a woman with a career, it goes against my heart. I don’t believe women should even work in the field that I’m going into but I can’t stop now, I became an adult so quickly and suddenly I’m running out of time and money to spend on school. I just wish God had planned something different for me- But how can I even say that? I don’t know if it’s selfish to ask for a prayer for some kind of consolation when I am truly so blessed and lucky to be so privileged. I don’t know what’s wrong with me and I just want to forget my ego and be able to dedicate all my energy to honouring God and inspiring others to do the same.

I’ll pray for you.

Today is the perfect day to ask for prayers like this, to say ‘Jesus, I need Your help’. Our human heart desires natural things as you have said, know that there is nothing wrong with those desires. Sometimes our peers our own age or others around us make it seem so simple (especially if we follow blogs we love on social media which depict the exact dream life we want), so easy, that we wonder, ‘why am I not a mother yet? Why am I down this path? Doesn’t God care for me or even hear me? What am I doing wrong, what is wrong with me?’ There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. God isn’t just tolerating you because you are working hard and searching for things. He loves you, even when your sins nailed Him to the cross. There is nothing that will stop God from loving you, even if you were the worst sinner. God has a plan for you. It may not be tonight, or tomorrow, or next week, maybe not for years, but we have to be like Jesus and say God not my will but Your will be done. In the mean time, recognize in the present moment you already are a spiritual mother when you care for your family, friends, coworkers, people you pray for, the homeless, the abandoned. You are a wife because you are a child of God, the bride is the Church, you are fearfully and wonderfully made, knit by God when you were in your mother’s womb. You can be a helping hand to your church and surrounding churches when you are present at Mass, when you give your time and volunteer, when you make sacrifices to help other church members and clergy to lead them to God. You can do the smallest of smallest jobs, right down to cleaning the altar cloths and fixing the pews after Mass, and all that helping you can offer up for souls in Purgatory. All that studying and working too, offer it up for Purgatory and, God willing, your future spouse modeled after the best of all: St. Joseph. The Divine Mercy Chaplet is the perfect prayer for you to try and remember this sentence: “Jesus, I trust in You”. Pray that sentence as many times as you need it. Even when you don’t understand what will happen tomorrow, Jesus I trust in You. When your heart is full of loneliness, open the door to Jesus who always knocks at the door to your heart, Jesus I trust in you. When you feel unworthy, banish that thought away saying Jesus, I trust in you. You are not selfish to ask for prayer. You are a child of God and our prayers move mountains. Don’t be so afraid that you cast your eyes on the storm and raging waves. Step out of the boat and keep your eyes on Jesus.

[mermaidsirennikita]

Your Titanic tweet made me realize I haven’t read any Edwardian-era set romance. Do you have any recs? Like U.S. setting with Edith Wharton, Gilded Age vibes?

Yes, for sure! Joanna Shupe almost entirely writes in the Gilded Age (except for her first three historicals and two of her historical novellas). She writes it soooo well, imo. The luxe, the class tensions, the slow erosion of the English aristocracy with things like the Duke of Lockwood (my favorite Shupe hero) who shows up to marry a Dollar Princess in order to save his estate (and is rudely awakened to the fact that American politicians are like... less than impressed by a broke duke, lol).

My favorites of hers would be The Prince of Broadway (wild hellion rich girl asks a casino owner to show her the ropes as she wants to open a casino for ladies; he's actually using her for revenge BIG TIME);. The Bride Goes Rogue (a society deb has grown up waiting to marry the man her dad contracted her to wed when she was a baby; after he rudely informs her that he has zero intention of marrying her, she decides to sow her wild oats and goes to a French Ball, which was a real thing, only to have a masked encounter with... that same asshole); and The Duke Gets Even (aforementioned Duke of Lockwood has an oceanic makeout with a skinny dipping lady the night before he's supposed to meet up with the American heiress he's meant to propose to; said heiress turns out to be BFFs with the skinny dipping lady, Nellie, who's a total wild woman and is like FUCK YOU and decides to ruin his life lol).

But they're pretty much all good. Pick a Shupe, any Shupe.

Harper St. George writes Gilded Age romances, though, if I'm being REAL, they're largely solid but I'm not blown away by them. They're a lot tamer than Joanna's books, and less attuned, I've found, to the real FILTH of the world. Plus, they spend more time in England.

Beast by Judith Ivory is a RIDE and it's problematically 90s so I'm not like... recommending it, per se, but if you want to read a book that would honestly be pretty great if not for the orientalist vibes (soooo common in 80s/90s historicals, I'm afraid) it's there. Not really set in America, but very much a Gilded Age book that spends half its pagetime on a LUXURY LINER. The hero is a French prince who's agreed to marry an American rich man's beautiful daughter because the dad has a ton of ambergris and the hero is oBSESSED with perfume production. He overhears the heroine, before they properly meet, talking to this guy about how her future husband is apparently ugly. The hero (who is disabled; he's blind in one eye and has a permanent limp) is very sensitive about his appearance and decides to take revenge by dressing up as a "pasha" and seducing the heroine when it's dark so she can't see his face. This proves to be an issue when they get to France and actually marry, because she's too busy mooning over the "pasha" who deflowered her to get with her husband, who is that same dude and very much in love with her now, lol.

I'm currently reading Lions and Lace by Megan McKinney, which is another old school Gilded Age book (this time set in New York) and... wild. Basically, the hero is a self made man who's looked down upon because he's Irish. His sister has a HORRIBLE experience in high society, and as revenge, he ruins everyone he holds responsible, including the heroine (who actually did nothing wrong but he thinks she did) who he then forces to marry him. Lol. Also he's called "THE PREDATOR" which. INTERESTING.

The heroine's uncle literally ties her the railing on this guy's doorstep so that she's forced to go to his house and marry him (the uncle wants to get his $$$ back) so. You know it's old school. And frankly... I'm not mad at that particular aspect;.