#the Jubilee Campus

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

So... I literally just said that I didn't know what Funny Bones were... and learned they were a snack cake from a brand called "Drake's Cakes" only to then come right into this... a book that came alone with some Drake's Cakes brand snack cakes... also they are not great.

[tartppola]

Stranded in another world, with no hope of going back or any magic to defend themselves with, this is the anecdote of the Ramshackle Prefect Yuulis Crowley's first week in another world called Twisted Wonderland.

warning : mentions of blood & dissection, didn't beta this so :P a/n : happy april fools :D

It was a chilly morning on the Night Raven College campus, and Sam’s first day coming back to the mystery shop. Oh, how he missed the purple overlay of the wallpaper; the diamond skulls and taxonomy and other knick-knacks that seamlessly blend together to form something quite avant-garde. Speaking of knick-knacks, he remembered that his new stock of goods his ‘friends’ salvaged from who knows where should be arriving today, how exciting!

His feet skipped up and about, the keys he spun around his finger chiming as he hummed a happy tune from the Port of Jubilee. Sam wonders what kind of faces the new first years would make the first time they step into the shop, or when they meet his ‘friends’ for the first time. 

Just as he was about to make a turn from Main Street, he stopped dead in his tracks. There was a pile of huge boxes at the doorstep, that must be his new goods, but there was something else, or rather, someone else. That someone–young enough to be a first year, but not wearing the school uniform–was waiting by the boxes. No student has ever been to the shop this early, and the school hasn’t allowed any of the local townsfolk to visit, so why?

“Excuse me!” Sam called out, making his way towards them, “I’m flattered that a line is already forming, but opening hours aren’t until lunch time!”

They stared blankly at him the moment he stood right in front of them. They held out a clipboard with a delivery receipt that listed the names of various magical supplies 

“I’m here to on behalf of the Headmaster,” Sam barely understood them through their thick accent, “Please double check the receipt and make sure to tell of any errors.”

Since when did the Headmaster hire any couriers.....and one so young at that. Oh well, as long as Crowley’s not breaking any child labor laws, it should be alright, shouldn’t it? The shopkeep noticed that his back grew colder and colder as he went through the new inventory. He stole a small glance at the youth, turning back immediately when he saw how intently their gaze bore through his soul.

“Phew! It’s getting pretty darn cold out here!” The hand that held his keys trembled a bit, “How about we go inside to warm ourselves up a bit?”

He took back his thoughts. This was far from alright.

“--and where do these charms go, Mr.Sam?” 

“By the aisle near the grimoires, next to the paper talismans,”

It’s been nearly half an hour of restocking, yet they haven’t left the store. Sam tried his best to breathe through the awkward atmosphere, but the tension was so thick he could harvest it, bottle it up and sell each for 500 madol. If only such a thing was possible, if only.

“Mr.Sam,” 

He felt his shadow jump to the ceiling at the sound of their voice. 

“What kind of store is this, exactly?” 

“Well, since you’ve seen my wares firsthand, should you be able to tell right away?” He put on an air of faux confidence, hoping they wouldn’t notice. 

“At first, I thought this was a magic supplies store, but none of them back at home sell dangerous herbs like oleander and wolf’s bane. How did you get a hold of this amount of them anyway?”

“Well, what can I say? There’s only so much exotic ingredients you can grow in the botanical gardens,” 

“But, there are also basic necessities like toothpaste and clothes,” They pondered, “Come to think of it, one of the new deliveries was a box of snacks, wasn’t it?”

“That’s what happens when you’re the only tuck shop in one of the most prestigious schools in the world!” He winked, “It wasn’t easy getting ahold of most of the inventory, but you gotta do what you gotta do, don’t you agree?”

A small chuckle escaped their lips, “That’s not a bad mindset for a businessman.”

In the end, no matter how eccentric they initially seemed, a child is still a child. He felt foolish for being so afraid, what could they do when he had his friends by his side?

“By the way,” it was hard to notice how much time passed by, “Shouldn’t you go back to your dorm and change into your uniform? It’s almost time for morning classes.”

“Ah, was Mr.Sam not present during the entrance ceremony? No wonder you didn’t recognize me,” 

There was some word on the street about a fiasco happening during this year’s entrance ceremony, something about the halls being lit on fire by a beast? He couldn’t believe it when  one of the friends that stayed to guard the shop told him about it.

“I was deemed unworthy to be sorted into a dorm, because I possess no magical capabilities whatsoever. It seems that there was an error during the student selection process,”

“Is that even possible?” his suave expression morphed into worry, “Then, why didn’t the Headmaster send you back home?”

“He tried, but the Mirror of Darkness said something along the lines of ‘The place from whence they came from can’t be found in this world’. 

“And so here I am, doing odd jobs and tasks on behalf of the Headmaster, the students and the staff of NRC,” Sam could hear a small sense of pride at their introduction, “I'm more capable than I look, please don’t hesitate to call upon me if you need any assistance.”

Of all the strange things to make their way into his shop, never in a million years would Sam expect an estranged secretary to be one of them, and one that possibly came from another world to boot. He had a feeling that this year was going to be much, much more eventful than any of the years to have come, and he couldn’t wait to see it all unfold.

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, little demon,” The shopkeep tipped his hat in a fine, gentlemanly manner, “Make sure to drop by again, ‘till next time!”

The gap of knowledge between the first and second year was indeed a big leap to overcome, Crewel knew how unprepared his puppies were going to be.

But by the Great Seven, oh how much he overestimated them.

The likes of Riddle Rosehearts and Azul Ashengrotto couldn’t possibly make up for the utter incompetence these mutts have, even the students with subpar scores like Savanaclaw’s Ruggie Bucchi and Diasomnia’s Silver looked like geniuses. At best, there are students like Kalim al-Asim, who actually tries, yet their efforts seem to seep out through their ears the moment they leave class, then there’s the unpredictable ones like Floyd Leech.

He remembers how the eel turned in blank test papers, or how he mixes whatever ingredients he finds interesting together, bleeding the chemical supply. 2 days ago, he used up an entire month’s worth of imp spinal fluid during potions class. It’s not as if they were hard to get, but their effects are most potent when freshly harvested. The thought of harvesting it himself made him shudder; sure, he’s seen some grotesque imagery as an alchemy professor, but who knows how long it will take to restock if he made a report to Crowley?

Sigh. Looks like he’ll have to put practical sessions on hold for a while and haggle with Sam.

“Excuse me, is Professor Crewel here?” 

The door to the alchemy lab opened, bringing the professor back to reality. Someone he has never seen before let themself in, a plastic bag in hand. 

“Stay! I don’t recall allowing anyone without a lab coat to enter….!” Realization kicked in once he got a clearer look, “Huh--so it’s you, the magicless stray that caused a riot in the entrance ceremony.”

The sound of a whip resonated through the room, followed by faint chattering and murmurs from nearby students scrambling away from the alchemy lab. 

“Only authorized students and staff are allowed in the lab during school hours, didn’t the Headmaster tell you?” 

Most of his students would cower just by hearing his tone grow stern, yet they remained unfazed. Playing bold now are we? Looks like he’ll have to teach them a lesson. 

“The Headmaster,” they brought the plastic bag to his chest, “said that the lab’s storage room needed restocking.” 

Ah, was that it? Making a child do his job; how much of a slave driver was Crowley? Knowing Crowley’s tardiness, it was probably something he had already spent his paycheck on, although the bottom of the bag was unusually cold. 

Curiosity getting the better of the professor, he untied the knot and opened the bag. His face recoiled, from the shock of seeing the contents. Aurora moth’s scales--he had only requested these a few days ago! Not to mention all of that translucent mucus coating the scales, how long ago were these harvested?

“Is there something wrong, Professor?”

Crewel almost forgot about the intruder standing in front of him, “No, it’s just--this is the first time I've seen them so...fresh. The ones Crowley buys usually come preserved in bottles.”

“That may be because I just harvested them this afternoon,” they said nonchalantly.

“You--You what?!” the professor didn’t even try to mask his disgust, “You did this yourself?”

Their head tilted sideways, akin to a confused child.

“The Headmaster said that the locals needed help with pest control, so I’d thought I’d lend a hand, and they let me do whatever I wanted with the moths as payment, ” Despite having experience with that sort, Crewel’s stomach began to swirl, “The Headmaster gave me permission too,”

A scowl grew on his face. Typically a moth would've been killed humanely before their wings were plucked to relax their ligaments, but seeing the mess clinging to the wing's ends, it's clear that they didn't consider such option. He couldn't decide if they had a strong stomach to withstand seeing large bugs squirm underneath them, or an uneducated fool.

“Professor, are you alright? You look exhausted,” 

He snapped back to reality that instant, rubbing circles around his temple. Pull yourself together, Crewel, he edged himself, you’ve lost your composure twice already. Maybe he just needed a good serving of raisin butter with wine on the side, or a joyride on his prized car. He glanced back at the dismembered wings, at least he got what he wanted. Still, this has never happened before, perhaps if he could take advantage of this situation….

“Tell me, pup. Since you have...the appropriate experience to harvest wings, how good are you at dissecting imps?”

They pondered for a while. It’s the most animated he’s seen of them, “I suppose I do how to extract fluids, their lymph is a versatile ingredient in many types of salves after all. Although it has been a while since I’ve ever needed to.” 

Bingo

“Then, how about spinal fluid?”

It was their turn to be surprised, “I-I’ve never done that on an imp before. Just think of the amount of imps needed to fill a single bottle.”

“Tell you what, pup. Are you interested in a side-job?” 

Without giving them a chance to respond, Crewel tossed a few madol and a map of the campus in their direction, “There are some common imps causing trouble in the college lately coming from who knows where. If you can deal with them, I’ll give you the other half of the payment, and of course--.”

He shoved them a basket full of empty test tubes, slinging it over their shoulder, “Fill every single test tube here to the brim before tomorrow's Science Club activity, I won't take no for an answer.” 

And with that, they were pushed out of the alchemy lab. Spending their first sleepless night in another world catching imps wasn’t on their bucket list. Sighing heavily, they picked up their feet and staggered.

‘I wanted to creep him out a little,’ they thought, ‘but I ended up being the one getting creeped out.’

For such an important place, why did Crowley’s office have to be in a place so out of reach? For all his years in Night Raven College, Crewel always dreaded sending weekly reports to the Headmaster’s office, he could feel his leg muscles ache as he knocked against the two large gates. He peeked inside the office to look for the Headmaster. 

“There you are, professor! What took you so long?” 

There he was, sitting cross-legged on his desk as the portraits of the Great Seven floated up and about. Trein was there as well, as cold as usual and showing no sign of fatigue, peering at him as if he could see through everything. Maybe it was because he had a 20 year head start, either way, it was irritating how he was the only disheveled one.

“I don’t know, maybe it was the countless stairs I have to climb every week to submit a report when you can simply hire a secretary to fetch them for you?” 

The crow simply smiled, already figuring out a solution to Crewel’s ire, “How has the first week of teaching been for you, professors?”

“I don’t know which is greener, the topiary maze in the Heartslabyul dorm, or the new puppies I’m in charge of,” Crewel shook his head. 

“For once, I agree,” the history professor nodded indefinitely, Lucius yawning in his arms, “But that could be said for every first year in the history of NRC.” 

Dire nodded, “Seems like everything’s going smoothly then! I shall leave the future of our students in your capable hands!”

Both professors nodded in response, “As you wish, Headmaster.”

“Although, I’d like to inquire about something,” Crewel spoke up before raising his index finger to the large window. From above, the view of the setting sun looming over the campus could be seen, but his finger specifically pointed to Main Street, or rather;the magicless stray walking to the direction of the alchemy lab, with the basket in hand and the direbeast from before by their side.

“What are we going to do about that?”

Without needing to look, Trein simply closed his eyes, “If what the mirror spoke was true, then that child quite literally has no place to go back to. It comes to question how they even ended up here in the first place."

Crowley rubbed his chin. The ultimate decision lies with him, and honestly, there was nothing stopping him from just shirking them off his feathers and leaving them to fend for themselves, along with the cat-beast that terrorized the entrance ceremony.

"It would undoubtedly stain the reputation of our esteemed college if we just kicked them out," the Headmaster groaned, "Oh, why must I be plagued with such problems!"

"Best of luck to you then, Headmaster Crowley," The two professors turned their heels and left Crowley's office with not a care in the world, leaving him with his worries.

The Headmaster leaned against his chair and sighed against the beak of is mask. Dealing with the child was the last thing he wanted to do at this moment, with their odd mannerisms and such, however...

Being unable to return home wasn't an unfamiliar conundrum to the Headmaster.

Perhaps it's his boundless generosity speaking to him, but there was a pang of heavy emotion in his chest that told him he couldn't simply leave that child, Yuulis, alone. Was it guilt? or maybe atonement? Whatever it was, it overrode the rational side of his brain

Dire Crowley was the type of person to judge a book by it's cover, which is why he was surprised how his new errand runner, or rather, the new Ramshackle Prefect was able to hold up better than he expected. The reports he received from the staff members he had tasked them with helping have been amicable, and his workflow was much smoother now that he had divided the more menial tasks to someone else. He had thought he had envoked the wrath of the Great Seven with the mess that was thrown his way, but surely they were more pliant than they initially seemed, and now Crowley had a reliable aide at his beck and call.

That would've been the end of the story if Crowley's worries ended there.

Perhaps it's his intuition as a mage, one that's been sharpened by many years of experience, but there was something off about the Prefect. It was subtle enough for none of the other professors to pick up on it, perhaps not even the prefect the▅self were aware of it, but Crowley co▅ld fe▅▅ it.

The lingering mi▅▅ma ▅▅ p▅rmea▅▅ from ▅▅em, it ▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅ ▅ ▅▅▅ M▅▅▅l▅ ▅▅ ▅no▅▅ ▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅ , ▅n▅▅d f▅rom the loo▅▅ ▅, if Crowley doesn't get it under control, it might spell disaster for the mages in his beloved college.

They'd succeeded his expectations as a prefect, so why not bestow upon them another act of kindness?

A knock resounded from the door to the Headmaster's office, before creaking open. Under the candles that lit the office dimly, the prefect looked like one of the many ghosts that toiled in the campus.

"Apologies for the delay," they nodded, curtly greeting the Headmaster, "It took a while to convince Professor Trein to let me into the library archives, but I got what you asked for."

"It can't be helped, I suppose. The lecture he gave me that time still rings in my ears," Crowley picked the bundle of files off of Yuulis' hands.

"Rightfully so," the monotone in their voice wavered, "With all due respect, I don't see why what you did was necessary, nor will it benefit you or your reputation, Headmaster."

His fingers intertwined and rested over his mouth, obscuring what's left of his face. A part of him thought that Yuulis wouldn't question his actions, but it seems they had not let their guard down completely. Not that he blamed them--in a world of villains, it's wiser to play your cards right.

"I've made it quite clear that it was a mutual agreement, yes?" he says, "One day, you'll understand, once you've proven that you're worthy of carrying my secrets."

He sauntered towards them, slow and heavy footsteps circling around the prefect, "Besides, don't you want my help? You won't have to isolate yourself anymore, drifting around from place to place, worrying about hurting other people. You'll be able to live a normal life. It'd be easier for me to help you with your more personal matters like this, wouldn't you agree, my dearest nephew?"

It was probably underhanded of him to take advantage of their ignorance, but it's too late for them. The pact has been made, Crowley isn't sure whether Yuulis could feel the invisible link that binds them together as well, but the matching blue vest he gave them, their new surname, was enough to send them the message.

"It's getting late, come now, I'll walk you back to that rickety old--err, Ramshackle dorm," says the headmaster, waiting for Yuulis to trail behind him, like they usually do.

With bated breath, they come to accept their new circumstances. They step closer to the Headmaster.

"As you wish, uncle,"

[k-looking-glass-house]

Happy (fanon) Birthday Sam (Sammy boy!)!

Yes....it's happening, ...Did I gave fanon birthday to the twiwon's cast leftover.....Yes!

I only wanted Sam to be....a pisces...very important information....yes.... and 7 because...lucky 7 for a cursed merchant...

(When I decide to make something special about it ...tadadadadaaaa SSR Crowley popped out of nowhere....THAT BIRD THAAAAT BIIIRD!!!)

Once again this is not an edit. And I really need to work harder on line pressure... But I am such a lazy one...

....That outfit got a long history.....The coat is a Loewe x Howl's moving castle collab.... The shirt and pants are "Moschino" inspired and the shoes are the famous 80/90 brand colorful "Chanel". Kind of twisted design from a street magician... Yes he's wearing an aviator hat because blame pixiv wonderful artists and their headcanon...Sam is scarred on broom....don't ask...my brain...my fashion sense...and you wondered why models walk with "trash bag" on themself....our brain....

SAM~ SSR Birthday friends on the other side

Summon Line: “And I got friends on the other sideee~ Gneehihi everyone is ready to party right now!”

Groooovy!!: "I got things I never tried! But I got friends on the other side!"

Home: "IN STOCK NOW! Gneehihi I'm joking, I'm joking, today is a day off after all~"

Home Idle 1: "à#** Yes? Ah sorry kooni-chan, I was talking to the shadow~"

Home Idle 2: "I can't wait to go back to Jubilee port, my sisters made me a surprise party....which is no longer a surprise party *crazy grinning face* ***"

Home Idle 3:" I am still quiet young among the NRC adult crew~ *cute face*"

Home Idle - Login: "Kooni-chan look this way *stare* !!... Yes indeed my red socks are a gift from Mister Crewel. He said" Sammy-boy, to make a statement in your outfit". I enjoy them a lot gneehihi"

Home Idle - Groovy: "You reside in Ombrorio with every campus's ghosts, you must treat them properly!"

Home Tap 1: "Sam the Shadow man! I was even called Oogie Boogie back then! *shadow dancing around*"

Home Tap 2: "I am craving chicken gombo... You should definitely taste my cousin Tia' "cuisine"!"

Home tap 3: "Those necklaces pearls are gifted by our Carnaval princess, it brings good fortune!... No I didn't catch too many of them.*side eyes*"

Home Tap 4: "I have a lot of secret you know gneehihi~ If you ever need some information come to me, we'll make a good deal about it~"

Home Tap 5: "Sam...? What...Last name?...Gneehihi how bold and brave of you kooni-chan. It's Sam D. because I was born on a samedi! No more question shh shhshhh! *silent finger mouth pose*"

Home Tap - Groovy: "You're green!! Ah no I mean I'm a royal from my mother side you know *stare*"

Bonus: MAGIC DUO

Sam: Kooni-chan IN STOCK NOW 50% off!! Yuu(sona): Happy birthday Mister Sam!

*Sam's sisters are part of @evilcokito 's lore... I love them soooo much that it's canon in my head and I added them to my own lore haha (Hope you don't mind Coco...)

*Sam D is a pun word with the french word samedi which means saturday, but is also related to "Baron Samedi"

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Thoughts on The Crown, Season 6 Part 2

If you watch it for just sheer entertainment value, it's not too bad.

If you watch it for the biography, it fails. A lot of mistakes that could have been avoided with some simple fact-checking.

A quick recap--

Episode 5: William blames Charles for Diana's death, Phlip teaches William about Charles and reflects on his own relationship with Charles as Season 1 footage of Matt Smith and toddler Charles plays. The family deals with William's heartthrob status and all the girls that want to marry him.

Episode 6: Tony Blair wants to modernize the monarchy, charms the US, annoys The Queen, and gets served humble pie.

Episode 7: Carole schemes. William goes on a gap year, moves to Scotland, ogles a hot girl called 'Beautiful Kate' on campus, and gets his ass handed to him after a very stupid comment by girlfriend Lola and study buddy Kate. William wants to drop out of St. Andrews but Harry talks him out of it and Kate makes the first move. (This one is full of errors that will make you angry.)

Episode 8: Margaret gets sick amid flashbacks to Elizabeth and Margaret celebrating V-E Day. 9/11 happens and Porchey dies, The Queen is confronted with mortality, and eventually, Margaret dies.

Episode 9: Mohammed Al Fayed accuses the Royal Family of killing Diana and Dodi, the inquest, Kate has a fashion show and makes the second move, the Queen Mother dies just as William goes in for his first kiss with Kate (how rude!), The Queen's Golden Jubilee, and William meets the Middleton family.

Episode 10: Charles and Camilla get married, The Queen and Philip plan their funerals, William and Harry go to a costume party, Olivia Colman and Claire Foy return as Elizabeth's conscience while she ponders abdication. It ends with Imelda's Elizabeth walking into the light after viewing her coffin as The Queen's PIper plays Sleep Dearie Sleep.

My thoughts:

The consolation prize for a not-so-good season is that Harry is a totally unlikeable unsympathetic douchebag in his scenes.

I do wish they brought Tobias Menzies and Matt Smith back for Philip.

They were *really* grasping at straws for how William and Kate's friendship / early relationship went.

I wonder how much needed to be rewritten after The Queen died (they were in the middle of filming Season 6 when she passed). If she was still alive now, this ending seems like it would be pretty disrespectful.

Michael Sheen is the only person I can see playing Tony Blair.

Claire Foy is the best Elizabeth. They should've just made this six seasons of Elizabeth's early reign.

[sweetbunpura]

Yuu & the NRC staff: Holiday edition

Fem!Yuu ahead. Tie in to Yuu & the NRC staff and Yuu & Sam

Crowley

Given that Yuu has no where to go and the winter break is coming up, Crowley has gracefully decided that his “daughter” should be able to get a feast over the holiday.

Of course he’s trying his best to find a way for Yuu to return home, the tropical wear is just because where he’s going is dreadfully hot.

When he returns, he gifts Yuu a small souvenir holiday gift.

It’s a magical book of all the scenic views in the place Crowley visited.

Yuu keeps it in the bookshelf in her room.

Crewel

At first, Crewel didn’t like the idea of Yuu being alone at NRC by herself but one depressing fact about her is that she’s used to be along and can take care of herself.

Him being a good father, He chooses for his own sanity to check in on Yuu before he also departs for the holiday break.

He wishes Yuu a “Happy Holidays” before he leaves.

Once he returns, he gifts Yuu a present.

It’s a soft and warm blue and pink pastel jacket.

Yuu wore it everyday until the weather got warmer

Vargas

A good dunckle that he is, he immediately says Yuu will be find watching the campus and for her to keep up with training.

When he returns to campus, he gives Yuu a present.

It’s a pair of her own boxing gloves and permission to use any of the boxing equipment (granted she brings someone with her incase she needs help).

Yuu often drags Jack down to help her box (and sometimes Epel joins in)

Trein

He immediately demands that someone stay with Yuu or Yuu goes with one of them so she’s not alone for the holidays

Worried Grandpa

After much convincing from Yuu that she’ll be fine, he eventually drops the subject for now.

Just like Crewel, he also wishes Yuu a “Happy Holidays” before leaving.

Upon returning, he greets Yuu and askes her how she was before handing her a gift.

It’s a book on all the known historical artifacts and history on the Great 7.

Yuu really enjoys reading it.

Sam

Sam simply pats her on the head and wishes her luck with watching over the school. 

He leaves one of his shadows in the shop in case she needs anything.

Yuu used the Shadow to also talk to Sam when she was getting worn out of Grim’s company.

Sam gives her a gift before the break is up, gifting it to her through his Shadow.

A coupon for half off her entire purchase and a recipe book of Port Jubilee’s cuisine.

She makes some for Sam as thanks.

[raincitygirl76]

I just realized something. Hillerska must provide a fair bit of employment in Bjarstad. That bus stop can’t only be there for non-boarding students. There would be administrative staff, cooks, cleaners, groundskeepers, maintenance people. Plus occasional extra labour (from local catering companies, presumably) whenever Hillerska is having a special event like Parents Day or the jubilee.

And big regular orders to Bjarstad supermarkets, not to mention local tradespeople being called in whenever there’s a specialist problem the regular maintenance staff can’t fix. They’re old buildings. There would inevitably be plumbers, electricians, carpenters needed from time to time.

Adults Simon and Sara run into on campus would also be adults they’d run into in town. Which must have gotten seriously awkward for Simon after August leaked that fucking sex tape.

Also, while the housemasters and housemistresses would obviously have to live on campus, I doubt Hillerska would have room to house every teacher. Particularly the ones who have families of their own. And even if there was room, many teachers might prefer to have separation between work and the rest of their life. So they would live in Bjarstad.

Presumably teachers with families could send their own kids to Hillerska as non-boarders for free. That might even be a perk of teaching there. I wonder if the non-boarding kids of Hillerska teachers are treated with as much contempt as Simon and Sara.

Please note, I have discovered from helpful Swedish watchers of the show that none of the Hillerska students pay tuition to attend. It is illegal in Sweden to charge for schooling. Private boarding schools gets around this law by charging exorbitant amounts of money to the parents of boarders, theoretically for their room and board only. In practice, for the experience of upper class solidarity and an exclusive education. So non-boarders like Simon and Sara are seen as freeloaders by many of the boarders.

Please note, though, that Hillerska would receive revenue from the state for educating each and every student. I highly doubt those payments would cover all the fancy extras Hillerska offers. But Linda Eriksson is a taxpayer, and her taxes are helping to cover the expense of educating her non-boarding kids.

Also, private Swedish boarding schools can pick and choose which non-boarding applicants they will accept, unlike public schools which have to educate everyone. So I guess they’d pick the cream of the crop of Bjarstad locals, kids who stand out in some way, and will enhance the school’s standing.

Simon presumably for his musical talent, Sara probably for her grades. Or maybe on compassionate grounds, since she got bullied so unmercifully for years at the local public school. Hillerska could pat itself on the back for rescuing the poor girl from the scourge that is public education.

The above is my understanding from what I have picked up on Tumblr from Swedes. It’s entirely possible I didn’t get it all right. I’m just a Canadian, after all! If I misunderstood anything, please let me know and I’ll edit.

[txngledbxnds]

Duchess is out on the lawn at Xavier's when she hears a soft voice whispering gleefully behind her.

"Oh, my god! I was beginning to think I was the only woman on campus!"

The comment comes from a woman much too old to be a student, with bright, bouncy pigtails and an even brighter, bouncier smile. She's got a giant, Whac-a-Mole-style hammer slung over her shoulder, and Duch has definitely never seen her here before.

"Real sausage fest around here, isn't it?" she says, just a bit louder. "I don't know how you survive."

(@headcase-in-residence)

Duchess was busy sketching out whatever came into her line of sight. Just quick, sloppy sketches, when a woman's voice rang out. She turns around in surprise, she doesn't recognize the voice.

She smiles at the stranger though, sitting up a bit straighter, she wonders about the hammer, but doesn't mention it, sometimes whoever comes to stay at the School bring their own weapons, if they know this is where the x-men and mutants are at, and not always for bad reasons, but she keeps her guard up a little. The woman seems friendly enough, though.

"Yes, it can be." She could say something rather nsfw here, but keeps it to herself. "I manage. Though it's nice to have some women about the place when they are here." She looks out at the ground, giving a little sigh. She misses Jean and Ororo. And Jubilee. She turns back to the woman. "I'm Duchess, by the way, but you can call me Duch. You're new here, teacher? Or new nurse?"

[tacticalhimbo]

— OC INTERVIEW

ANTONIA "NOMAD" PERRYMAN

the ghost recon brainrot is consuming my brain, so naturally have to fill this out for her

NICKNAME: nomad (callsign), toni by close friends/team kingslayer (re: holt, weaver, and midas)

GENDER: unlabeled transmasc; she/him pronouns

ORIENTATION: alloromantic questioning (only experiences attraction to men)

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: white american, born in boston (and yes, the accent does come out when she's riled up. yes midas and holt have playfully mocked her for it-)

HEIGHT: 5'9 / 175cm

STAR SIGN: gemini sun, sagittarius moon, leo rising (and suddenly her brazen stubbornness makes so much sense skdjdkdkdk)

FAVE FRUIT: grapes. particularly sweet jubilees

FAVE SEASON: late summer / early autumn

FAVE FLOWER: morning glories

FAVE SCENT: not sure of a specific scent, but categorically... she really likes vibrant, citrus-y scents.

COFFEE, TEA, HOT CHOCOLATE: Coffee, 100%. she likes that shit dark and bitter. hell, she's definitely just straight up snacked on the beans before, if she didn't have the means to brew 'em on the field.

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: anywhere from 2 to 8. tends to fall on the average range, but there have been plenty of times she's gone running on low fumes. it's especially apparent in breakpoint, where she's working entirely alone and in open territory (since walker uh. dispatched. team kingslayer. and wants her dead, too. skjdkdkdkdkd 🥲)

DOG PERSON OR CAT PERSON: definitely a dog person, but not in the "i hate cats they're so mean wah wah wah" way. she just prefers dogs because it's easier to take them places and such. if she weren't being pulled all over the place, i could see her having a malinois, honestly.

DREAM TRIP: route 66 round trip. starting in chicago and ending out in california, then heading back the same way. really taking time with the trip, too, and stopping at each major location (plus some of the smaller ones).

NUMBER OF BLANKETS THEY SLEEP WITH: ideally two; one comforter and one throw blanket. more often than not, though, it's whatever thin blanket she has on hand (or can get her hands on). and if she doesn't have them, she's tucked in a nice padded sleeping bag.

RANDOM FACT: despite being a military brat, she was not, in fact, a j-rotc kid. at least by technicality. her family had a bunch of connects as is, so they didn't feel the need to make her go through their program on top of her academics (plus, what more could they possibly have taught her that her mom and dad couldn't have?). that said, she's done her fair share of volunteering and misc. favors for the instructors on her high school campus. they were all buddy buddy.

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got tagged by the incredible ✨️ @pinkyjulien to fill this meme out! tyvm again for the tag (and the comic recommendation 👀 i bookmarked it and will be checking it out asap)

i'll tag @perpetuagf , @vendettavalor (figured this one could be good for your rp blog), @alexxmason , aaand anybody else who feels like hopping on board!

i've seen so many of these on my dash it's hard to remember who has/hasn't done it ^^;

[officalroyalsofpierreland]

Big Decisions in the Making

Magnus's Townhome, Brichester, Pierreland

Magnus: That...that is a big decision mo òran (my song in Scottish Gaelic) Magdalena: I think...it's the only way I can really be happy. Magnus: Have you told your parents? Magdalena: Not yet...I think Mummy will understand...Daddy will take a bit more convincing but I think Mummy will help me with that. They're coming to a Pups for Life event before Uncle David's jubilee. I'm going to tell them then. Magnus: You know I support your decision right? No matter what you decide. Magdalena: You don't think I'm making a mistake? Magnus: I think you are putting yourself first. How can that ever be a mistake?

Magnus: You're doing something I wish I had done years ago. Magdalena: It's not too late for you...to put yourself first... Magnus [chuckling]: I'll talk it over with my Uncle when I see him this weekend. Magdalena: I can't believe you have to head back to help him with coordinating the visit. Magnus [chuckling]: It's mainly having someone to travel with the jewelry. My uncle didn't think it'd make sense to have those two travel back just to turn around.

Magnus: I just...I'm going to miss you- Magdalena: You're..going to miss me? Magnus: of course I will! I always miss you... Magdalena: It is going to suck when you go back to your unit full time...

Magnus: I have...3-ish years left? by then you'll be touring the world, you won't have time for little old me Magdalena: You seem so certain...[sarcastic laughter] who would want me to play for them? with my reputation? Magnus: lots of people. And that reputation you speak of...it's only what those who want to hurt you say...you're amazing. And the rest of the world is gonna see that.

Magdalena: Okay...maybe I believe you. Magnus [joking]: Maybe you believe me? When have I steered you wrong? You've joined the best quintet on campus, you're third chair in the symphony- Magdalena [laughing]: Okay okay...I believe you. Between you and therapy, I am very close believing I can do this whole life thing.

Magnus: of course you can do this whole life thing. Now...where's that sweater of mine you "borrowed" last week.

@simsroyallegacy

[lunarscaled]

-> Since Night Raven College was on an island, inevitably there were strips of beach. Somewhat a distance from the main campus, but there nonetheless, when summer break began to loom it was populated more and more by throngs of students and their friends gathering for seaside meals, drinks, melting ice cream.

———and somehow, among all that, Lyric has been dragged into an excursion as well. As the waves roll across the sand like thick paint and leave seafoam behind as their only memory over wet sand, Lyric is tucked with their knees to their chest beneath a bowing palm tree away from the rancorous jubilee of their fellow classmates, dressed not in freeing swimwear but in their school-assigned PE clothes, jacket tied around their waist. They can name several students and their houses from here higher up on the beach: Savanahclaw's athletes of endless energy, including Jack Howl who outpaces everyone at frisbee by a mile; some first years from Heartslabyul and their third years watching over them, prepared to pelt them with water balloons for rule breaking; Pomefiore tucked away beneath parasols, soaking their feet in the water.

-> At the center of the liveliness is Scarabia's own Housewarden, his Vice in tow as always; sand here is as much at home to him as it is in his own dorm, and all his dorm mates twirl and whirl to a music Lyric can't or won't hear. The edges of sunlight are cast across their bare feet, tucked into the hot sand, the rest of them shrouded in the blue shadow of the palm tree. It seems fitting like that—Diasomnia was near constantly overcast, it's ominous stone castle looming up a winding briar trail, so of course they would hide away in the dark here as well. Not even their own dorm mates coming and going across the beach pay them any heed. Palms pressed to their knees close to their chest, Lyric watches on the dance, flourished by glittering seawater and Kalim's jewelry.

@k-alim liked for a beach starter .ᐟ

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning!  I hope you slept well and feel rested?  Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day.  Happy Hump Day!

32 degrees?  What?  You havin’ a laugh?  I came out of campus just after 2.00 and that 32 degrees hit me hard!  Brutal heat!  Plus, the police had sealed off the road, as a delivery bike boy had been knocked off his bike and killed!  (Guess we’ll read about it in today’s news?) 

Down in the Jubilee Line, it was roasting and, when I got on the Baked Alive line, I could literally feel myself cooking!  Thank god it wasn’t rush hour!  Summer has finally arrived!  Looks like it’s going to last a day or two and then … big surprise … more rain! 

Josiah and I quickly dived into Tesco’s to buy some brioche buns (so we could have cheeseburgers) and I couldn’t resist a pot of Ben & Jerry’s Chocolate Fudge Brownie.  That stuff is dee-licious!

Luckily, we have good neighbours next door, and they have a cool young son called Louis, who gets on really well with The Mighty One, so they played and screamed for a few hours. 

Meanwhile, I hid from the sun!  Too hot for me out there!  I sat in front of the TV and watched the women’s gymnastics!  Amazing, right?  And, later in the evening, tell me you weren’t shouting at the telly during the Men’s 4 x 200m Freestyle!

I’ve got a pretty chilled day today, so Josiah and I will hit the park early.  He’s on Summer holiday so, for the next six weeks, we’re all going to pitch in.  This evening, we’re going for dinner with some of our favourite people.  No photos, though, as a member of our party does NOT like photos.  I’ll make up for that this Saturday in Margate.  Oh, yes.  I will have both mobile phone and camera!   

Looking for somewhere to take the kids on Sunday?  There is a Jamaica Independence Caribbean Day at Twyford Avenue Sports Ground (Acton) on Sunday, August 4th from 11.00 am, and The Trouble will be there selling her beautiful jewellery.  Live music, food stalls, bouncy castle, slide, face painting, sweets & treats.  Adm. £11.

Have a wonderful & well-endowed Wednesday.  I love you all.  Yes, a crazy, bald man loves and cares about you.  

[ariel-seagull-wings]

@stickypersonaearthquake @shiv-multifandom-mess @themousefromfantasyland @the-blue-fairie @thealmightyemprex @piterelizabethdevries

"So when the chance comes up to create new characters, it’s good to see a diverse lineup. You can see this goes all the way back to All-New X-Men which replaced the all-white group with a much more diverse cast. And a lot of those lasted. So it’s not necessarily a bad thing. But it does place them in a precarious position if they’re not popular. Because we’re not really going to kill off, say, Cyclops. But maybe you, Thunderbird, can stay dead.

(...)

Storm was the first black superhero I ever saw. Claremont treated her with respect. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized he also played to the “exotic woman” trope that tends to go with women of color–Ororo’s white hair and her blue eyes with cat pupils (which seem to have been sort of retconned now).

I was overjoyed to see Brazilian Roberto DaCosta, Vietnamese Xian Coy Manh, and Native American Dani Moonstar in New Mutants when it first came out. I am pained to see that DaCosta has been colored progressively lighter and lighter over the years from his original rich, dark complexion. Dani, thankfully, has not completely disappeared from the pages. Xian is in Astonishing at the moment, and Dani is supposed to turn up in Fearless Defenders.

I loved the Generation X kids, but of them? Everett died. Julio died. Jubilee was already an established character. Monet’s backstory was twisted into something unrecognizable, and now she’s been whitewashed (again, colored lighter and lighter) and is in X-Factor, a book with almost no connection to the X-Universe in general.

I was also pleased to see Idie Okonkwo and Arana turn up along with the new Sprite (Japanese) in Wolverine and the X-Men. But the problem is, as it always is, increasing diversity makes people uncomfortable. If it’s white people in a story, it’s perceived to be for everybody. If it’s got more than a couple People of Color, the perception changes that it’s not for everybody, but it’s an ethnic story, and thus people shy away from reading or buying it. And the fact is, the writing is often really eggshell-stepping aware of the ethnic issues at first, but then eventually just ignores it. Like they have Idie being this self-loathing person who thinks that all mutants are monsters because of her upbringing, and she is clinging to that steadfastly, even after living first on Utopia and now on the campus of the Jean Grey school. Her worldview should be expanding, but it’s not. They have her having showed respect to Broo (sort of–she “named” him Broo by asking what to call him) for his intelligence and his respectful attraction to her, only to have her treat him literally like a dog after his recovery from being shot regressed him to a primitive state.

And Runaways–I opened that book full of hope, and gave up on it in despair when the black kid, the genius, turned out to be The Mole.

There’s also the fact that Marvel hasn’t been really good–nor DC, for that matter–with hiring diverse writers. So you get writers who aren’t really comfortable writing characters of color as people, but who awkwardly think of them as ‘the black mutant” or “the Asian” mutant."

(Women Write About Comics)

[lboogie1906]

Ruth Inge Hardison (February 3, 1914 – March 23, 2016) was a sculptor, artist, and photographer, known for her busts entitled "Negro Giants in History". Her collection called "Our Folks", which features sculpted portraits of everyday people is of note. Her artistic productions surround historical African American portraiture, and she was interested in representing the unspoken voices of the African American past. She was the only female in the Black Academy of Arts and Letters. She was born in Portsmouth, Virginia, her family moved to Brooklyn. She acted in the Broadway Productions of "Sweet River" and "Country Wife". She began sculpting as a hobby. When she took part in the year-long "What a Life" production, she created a sculpture of its cast, which was displayed at the Mansfield Theatre. She studied Music and Creative Writing at Vassar College. She studied at the Art Students League of New York and Tennessee State University. Her works begin as clay, wax, or plaster molds, and were cast into cast stone or bronze. Her first bust in that series was of Harriet Tubman, which measured eight inches in height; she has created busts of W. E. B. Du Bois, Paul Robeson, George Washington Carver, Frederick Douglass, Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Sojourner Truth, and Mary McLeod Bethune, among others. Her bronze Douglass bust, for example, was unveiled at Princeton's Firestone Library. Other public works include a 7-foot abstract figure called "Jubilee" which stands on the campus of Medgar Evers College, a series of 18 children on an outdoor wall of I.S.74 in Hunts Point in the Bronx, and a five-foot mother and child given to Mount Sinai Hospital to express her gratitude for their help in delivering her only child. She created a series of Ingenious Americans, little-known African American inventors and other notables commissioned and sold by Old Taylor Whiskey. The series of nine busts included Benjamin Banneker, Charles Richard Drew, Matthew Henson, Frederick McKinley Jones, Lewis Latimer, Garrett Morgan, Norbert Rillieux, Dr. Daniel Hale Williams, and Granville Woods. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence https://www.instagram.com/p/CoMzVt-rWfN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[beardedmrbean]

LONDON (AP) — A knife-wielding assailant stabbed two college students to death in the streets of the English city of Nottingham and then fatally stabbed a middle-aged man, stole his van and ran down three pedestrians in a shocking rampage early Tuesday morning, police said.

Police arrested a 31-year-old man on suspicion of murder. The Nottinghamshire Police force said investigators believe the perpetrator acted alone and detectives were working with counterterrorism officers to try to establish a motive.

“This is a horrific and tragic incident which has claimed the lives of three people,” Chief Constable Kate Meynell said.

A man who was among the people struck in the hit-and-run was hospitalized in critical condition. The dead included two 19-year-old students from the University of Nottingham.

“We are shocked and devastated by the news,” the school said in an announcement. A graduation ball scheduled for Tuesday evening was canceled.

The knife attack on the students occurred around dawn in an area near student housing a short walk from the university’s Jubilee Campus. A caller reported that two stabbing victims were lying in the street.

Police think the attacker then killed a man in his 50s and took his van, Meynell said. His body was found on a different street more than a mile from the first crime scene.

About 90 minutes after the initial attack, witnesses were horrified as they watched the van plow into pedestrians and flee.

Lynn Haggitt was on her way to work when a white van pulled up beside her at 5:30 a.m. She saw the driver look in his mirror and spot a police car approaching slowly from behind without its emergency lights on. The driver then accelerated and struck a man and woman at a street corner, she said.

“He went straight into them. He didn’t even bother to turn,” Haggitt told reporters. “The woman went on the curb, the man went up in the air, there was such a bang, I wish I never saw it. It’s really shaken me up.”

The driver then sped through the city center with police on his tail, she added.

Haggitt said the wounded man appeared to have a head injury but was helped to his feet. The woman was sitting on the curb and appeared to be OK. A third pedestrian was struck on the same street, police said.

Two of the hit-and-run victims had minor injuries, Meynell said.

“We believe these three incidents are all linked, and we have a man in custody,” the police chief said. “We are keeping an open mind as we investigate the circumstances surrounding these incidents and are working alongside Counter Terrorism Policing to establish the facts, as we would normally do in these types of circumstances.”

After stopping the van, officers subdued the suspect with a Taser before detaining him.

University of Nottingham student Kane Brady said he awoke to loud shouts of “armed police” and heard what sounded like a gunshot outside.

He said he saw officers holding stun guns and a man being dragged out of the van and pinned on the ground.

“I saw him getting arrested, him trying to resist,” Brady told British broadcaster GB News. “When they opened the van, I saw a large knife being pulled out and then straight away, that’s when police closed off both roads.”

Photos showed the hood of the van dented and cracks in the windshield.

British Prime Minister Rishi Sunak called it a shocking incident and asked that police be given time to investigate the crime.

“My thoughts are with those injured, and the family and loved ones of those who have lost their lives,” Sunak said.

Nottingham is a city of about 350,000 people some 110 miles (175 kilometers) north of London.

Images on social media showed police, some with rifles, standing near cordons at several locations in the city center.

The city’s tram network said it suspended all services.

[uniofnottingham]

🍂 Days spent wandering,my thoughts for company, an exploration of campus, Uni Park and Jubilee.

Days spent wandering, my friends for company, discovering their favourite spots, especially SB.

Days spent wandering, with friends or just me, seeking out a special place, filling me with glee. 🍂

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

Bellona’s videos masterlist - TV series - part 1 (95)

The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power

“And in an instant I knew… that I’d grow old with you, Marigold”

Elendil’s name meaning

Elendil and Galadriel go to the Hall of Lore

The Harfoots prepare for the migration

The Alfrin seeds

A plea to the stone / Elrond and Durin discuss their fathers

Elrond meets Disa… and stays for dinner

Galadriel’s childhood in Valinor

Míriel faces the Sea Trial

Sauron is betrayed by the Uruk

King Durin faces the Balrog

The Cirdan cut - part one

The Cirdan cut - part two

*****

Hawkeye

Kate helps Clint on the phone

*****

Willow

The Bone Reavers celebrate Jade’s return

“And this time… don’t you dare hold back.”

*****

Prison Break

Sara comforts Lincoln on the eve of his execution

Lincoln prepares for his execution - part one

Lincoln prepares for his execution - part two

Lincoln prepares for his execution - part three

*****

Doctor Who

“Really, Doctor, tell me, who are you?”  

“There is me.”

Bill Potts meets the Doctor

The Doctor’s lecture

Bill enters the TARDIS

John Bishop as Dan Lewis

Tecteun and the Timeless Child

*****

Crossing Lines

The team celebrates Tommy’s birthday

*****

Twin Peaks

The discovery of the body of Laura Palmer

Agent Dale Cooper arrives in town and meets Sheriff Truman

The Black Lodge and Denise Bryson

The Log Lady phones Hawk - part one

The Log Lady phones Hawk - part two

Agent Cooper prepares to leave Twin Peaks… and then he doesn’t

Michael Cera as Wally Brando

Gordon Cole speaks to Denise Bryson

*****

Our Flag Means Death

Stede and Ed’s first meeting

*****

The Sandman

Dream battles Lucifer

*****

What We Do in the Shadows

The Night Market

The Temple of the Blood-Devourers

The Staten Island Lycanthrope-Vampire Agreement of 1993

Dave Bautista as Garrett… the Vampire

Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja face the Vampiric Council - part one

Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja face the Vampiric Council - part two

*****

Fleabag

Fleabag and the Priest sleep together

*****

John Doe

“Did I mention that I know… everything?”

*****

Camelot

Gawain is recuited in Camelot’s army - part one

Gawain is recuited in Camelot’s army - part two

Merlin’s magic

Arthur is crowned King of Britain

Arthur marries Guinevere and Leontes

Gawain trains the King’s men

*****

Big Wolf on Campus

Tommy and Merton discuss The Lost Boys

*****

Almost Human

Kennex meets Dorian

*****

Lost

Jin visits his father

Sun meets Jin’s father

Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part one

Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part two

Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part three

Hurley meets Danielle Rousseau

*****

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Zemo escapes from the Raft

Sam and Bucky’s “couple therapy” with dr. Raynor

Bucky brings Sam to meet Isaiah Bradley

Isaiah Bradley’s story

Sam, Bucky and Zemo on the plane

Isaiah’s story at the Smithsonian

Bucky and Zemo make amends (… sort of)

*****

Call the Midwife

Sister Evangelina’s Jubilee

The train accident

The aftermath of the train accident - part one

The aftermath of the train accident - part two

The aftermath of the train accident - part three

The aftermath of the train accident - part four

*****

Sense8

What’s Up? by 4 Non Blondes

The wedding of Amanita and Nomi

*****

Downton Abbey

Edith and Bertie make peace

The wedding of Edith and Bertie

The arrival of baby Bates

*****

The X-Files

Mulder and Scully discuss the Power of faith

Mulder and Scully visit The Lone Gunmen (and Deep Throat) at Arlington Cemetery

*****

Game of Thrones

Arya trains with Syrio Forel

Tyrion and the Night Watch

Robb Stark is declared the King in the North

Jon Snow is declared the King in the North

Brienne tells Podrick the story of how she met Renly

Sam Tarly and Gilly arrive at Horn Hill

Benjen Stark saves Bran and Meera

*****

Moon Knight

Marc and Steven meet Tawaret

*****

The Alienist

“A toast. To the beginning of a fruitful partnership“

*****

Midnight, Texas

Manfred meets Creek and Lemuel

The Rev arrives in Midnight

Olivia and Lemuel get married

*****

Pushing Daisies

The story of young Ned

*****

12 monkeys

Jennifer’s plan to recover The Word of the Witness

*****

Bellona's masterlist