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copperbadge · 9 months

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Royals/Ramblers is DONE. I split the difference and made two epilogues from the five, and one of them just looks like it's part of another chapter. I am devious in my ways.

I'm letting it marinate for the rest of the day; I'll give it a quick pass tomorrow, then let go of it for a few days so when I come back I'll be ready for slightly deeper editing. Aiming to post it perhaps October or November, we'll see how life goes.

It meant I could finalize a lot of dates in the timeline that I've been building. I've had to shift some things around, so now the trick is to figure out timing for the stories now in the pipeline, based on my notes. There's ten, more or less, and whether I end up writing them all is dubious; it reminds me of plotting out Laocoon's Children, an extremely ambitious task, but unlike Laocoon's Children, I control the canon and I don't have to deal with anyone's stupidity but my own. And I'm really only focused on five of the ten right now. Which, given I wrote four of these books in fifteen months, plus three books' worth (Royals/Ramblers) for a total of "seven" books in less than two years....I guess we'll find out. Might take a break at some point to write something more literary, that's up to the ADHD I think.

Anyway, it's not necessarily the order in which I'd like to write the stories, but I've been holding off on some of these for a year already, they'll keep. I think the slate coming up is:

2023 Autumn - The Football Novel, which is already 2/3 written; it will run through spring 2024.

2024 Spring - The Chicken Salad Wars, Simon's novel, pushed out from this year to next; it has to end in August, because of Plot.

2024 Autumn - The Roman Ruin story, aka Classics Nerds In Love; this has to come relatively soon because it's prior to Jerry finalizing the dissolution of his estate. There's no set ending for this one, but it will likely need to cover at least until late spring 2025.

2025 Spring - The Let's Legalize Psychedelic Davzda story. Not ideal to push this one so far, but it's possible when I get there I could swap it with the Roman Ruin story, though that could make certain plotlines awkward.

2025 Summer - Ofelia's story, which culminates in Galian elections in early fall.

Fortunately most of them should be less work and words than Royals/Ramblers, which is a bit of a sweeping familial epic. Those five are all more-or-less unrelated to the royals directly.

The rest of them are either barely conceptions or can be set at any time (like the Quaker Whaler novel that happens in the past anyway). Which is kind of nice; I now have both a specific agenda for the immediate future and resources that I can build out once I get closer to the end of that agenda.

Phew. What a ride, and I'm still in the middle of it.

(I'd post a bit of story from Royals/Ramblers but for the last 4-5 chapters it's all spoilery.)

#shivadhverse

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un-love · 2 years

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drunk voicemails – 1

tw: implications of death in joshua's

reblogs are appreciated :D

seungcheol: honey, i'm on my way back from work and i saw this new flower shop around the corner. something good will happen to you today. that's what the sign in the window said. naturally, i thought of you. you'rw the good in my life. SO i stopped to get you something and that's when i realized i don't know what your pick is. is it lilies? did you know there's something called blue orchids? they also had that. how do i not know your favourite flowers? if i had to pick flowers that remind me of you, i would pick sunflowers. they're yellow and warm and welcoming. everything that you are. i think that's what prompted me to buy y— shit. the bus is here. i'll see you tomorrow. tell me what your favourite flowers are

jeonghan: i wasn't expecting this to go to voicemail, what should i do? i'm a little drunk, baby. but i would've wanted to call even if i weren't. i want to ask you to come over, i want to run my hands through your hair, kiss the dimple beneath your eyes. are you sleeping okay? i'd give anything to see you fall asleep in my shirt again. haven't touched it since you threw it on my bedroom floor. your skin peeking out from in between the hem of my shirt and the blanket you refused to sleep without. do you still sleep with the air conditioner on? are you still listening? i'm sorry there's so much i didn't say.

joshua: do you remember promising to take me to your hometown? i couldn't sleep and ended up thinking about that. the bucketlist i made for us is still tucked away in my bottom drawer. i wanted to tuck us away too. t-u-c-k. protect you from everything, you see. now i catch myself thinking, 'was that too ambitious of me? would something have changed if i hadn't insisted on leaving game night early that friday?' all the moments of you i would've held. infinitely mine. i dream about it, sometimes. how you would've laughed showing me the love letters you received back in high school. if you would've taken me to your favourite waffle shop back home. i heard they're taking it down soon, i can't decide if i should go alone. maybe i will. i have to go now. this is my last message to you before they discontinue your cell service...yeah. i had to call. i love you.

jun: i knew you wouldn't pick up but hearing the beep hurt more than i thought. what do i do? i thought we were okay. that we finally made it through the mess. i almost saw a faint white light at the end of our tunnel. guess i was wrong, huh? i don't know if we'll ever forgive each other for what we've caused. never knew disasters could feel mind numbing and still look beautiful from afar. are you happy? i will never forgive myself for bending over backwards to let you walk over me again, and again, and again, and again, while you bled me dry. i keep replaying the night in my head, the final minutes before my whole world collapsed in on itself. i swear i felt time move backwards. but it's all the same to you, isn't it? i don't know why i called–

soonyoung: hey, it's .. uh, it's me. i saw that you called. i'm painfully aware of the probability of it being an accident, but here i am, hoping that it wasn't. want to be more than an accidental call to you. what does that make me? no, it's pathetic, i know. i just wanted to hear your voice anyway. maybe you'd have been surprised to see my caller id and said my name out loud, you know? did you delete my number? that would be a bummer. i was hoping to catch you brfore passing out, always liked how my name sounded on your tongue. anyway, this went straight to voicemail. it's alright. i'm alright—[beep]

wonwoo: are you okay? i never really knew with you. brought you flowers and left them at your doorstep when i know you needed me, but i couldn't give them to you myself. i should have come in. i should've held your heart in my hands and counted stars with you till we both fell asleep on the fading blue mattress in your balcony. did it rain that night? i remember wondering about the flowers, if you left them there or if they sat safely upon the table top, in that glass vase you bought at the local market. i think i left my heart at the doorstep next to those flowers–[beep]

woozi: hey, you. um, so..i finally got it down. 영원한 사랑이 있다면, 그건 당신이겠죠*. the post chorus was seeming too empty and now i've got it. took a bottle, or two, but hey, we're here. i don't know how i'll feel about this in the morning but i think i'm done with the songs now. i couldn't wait to show you ... hear what you think of them, that's why i'm calling. it's funny, thinking of the time when i hesitated to display even my finished works. haven't i come a long way? i know i always had help along the way but something's changed recently. they haven't listened to this one yet, and..i still have a feeling they will like it. i think it's you who did this to me. no wait, that sounds menacing. i've yet to come up with a title. i promise i will let you listen to this one before it comes out.

i wrote it to you.

*(if there's an eternal love, then you're that person)

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bacchicly · 6 months

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So I used my bullet journal this morning (after setting it up on my wanderings this weekend) and it felt good. Update after the cut. This is just a personal annoying thing. Includes reference to Gretchen Rubin's "Better than Before"

I don't have the "must put this notebook in the freezer to stop obsessing over it" I had when I first tried bullet journaling - nor am I being particularly ambitious in format but I am being more "regulated" than my last few attempts to "just make sure I have a notebook with me" which failed.

I also am using a new period tracker on my phone which is not perfect but seems simple enough and a bit more flexible and helpful than Fitbit period tracking. Again I am trying to be clear but minimal with the tool.

We'll see how this round goes. I am cautiously optimistic.

I also use audiobooks as a type of guided meditation and self reflection and have been re-listening to Gretchen Rubin's Better than Before. I don't love everything about her the book; and in particularly. find it triggering from a body positivity standpoint.

And, even though I am a champion of the idea that people and projects can't be perfect or do everything all at once, I find it problematic that she geberally mute on her privilege. I also find it challenging that she does not do more than wink at the potential impacts of culture, disability, neurodivergence, and poverty on an individual's effort to change behavior through habits.

However, the attention she pays to minutia and her attempts to be non-judgemental are helpful guides to working through some of my current challenges.

I am also about to take on more of a design project where I can impact organizational behaviors and habits at work and her clarity around how different strategies can work for different people is helpful.

Things have been hard. Really hard. In the last two weeks I have had more intrusive thoughts than I have in a long time - but I am trying to focus on the fact that I did what I could to care for myself and did better than I might have in the past. I have been fighting a cold (not COVID), as has my family, work has been a particular flavour of difficult, and my and my husband's challenges with budgeting and saving money have been in high relief as we try to get back to somewhere a bit less scary since our encounter with cheerleading, illness in our extended family, caring for a senior cat, and our impulses to tip extra big and rely on a lot of take out and dining in restaurants as a way to deal with COVID are coming home to roost.

Anyways...things are going a bit better. Yay!

Tomorrow will be tomorrow.

#bacchic dances #tw mention of intrusive thoughts

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andyreigns · 1 year

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HOCUS POCUS(Sebastian Sallow x Y/N) - Chapter 2

Masterlist

Before I start I have to clarify that English is not my first language so, sorry for any errors or inconsistencies.

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-Yes! We'll be roommates!- Poppy walked in, followed by Leonora and a blonde girl she didn't know.-

-Hi, I'm Adelaide Oakes. Poppy and Leonora told me about you.- Adelaide approached YN to say hello-

They all began to store their things in their respective beds and closets. And Leonora took out a scroll.

-Tomorrow we have defence against the dark arts, sorcery and transmutation.- Leonora sighed. -We will have to see another demonstration of Sebastian Sallow's ego.-YN tilted her head curiously-

-Watch out YN, Sebastian will surely try to target you, like he does everyone else- Leonora turned to YN

-Well, being the son of two Hogwarts professors, Sallow has always been very spoilt. Plus, his sister, who is just as brilliant as he is, is also playing along. Not to mention Ominis. - Poppy spoke while arranging her clothes

-He simply has too big an ego and tries to feed it by making every girl he meets fall at his feet - Leonora laughed-

-Has he tried it on you?- YN asked her amusedly and the three nodded-

-Although, he doesn't try much with the Hufflepuffs, really. I heard him talking to Ominis once. "Hufflepuffs are too easy and don't stand out at all"- Leonora made inverted commas with her fingers

-Now, it is true that in Hufflepuff, unlike the other houses, we have all sorts of people. So our house is not just about one thing. Helga Hufflepuff took in everyone who could not get into the other houses….- Adelaide began-

-So there's a greater diversity of people. - YN ended

-Exactly, and that's why a lot of people think we do not matter. The Slytherins in particular strive for wealth and power, they are ambitious. So to meet with people from a house that is not characterised at all…- Adelaide shrugged her shoulders-

-And do you really think he will try something like that with me?- TN laughed-

-Sure. So be careful. -Leonora crossed her arms.

Leonora, Poppy and Adelaide talked to YN about school and their past years. They talked about Peeves, Headmaster Black, Garreth Weasley's potions and tricks to keep from falling asleep in History of Magic class until it was time to go to sleep.

The next day, they waited for Arthur Plummly to arrive before going to the great dining hall for breakfast, and then left. Arthur sat down in the large dining room and looked at the timetable.

-What electives have you chosen, girls?- asked Arthur- Me, Care of magical creatures and Arithmetic

-Arithmetic? How boring. I have had enough of History of Magic. - Leonora spokeup - I chose Divination and Ancient Runes.

-What is wrong with Arithmacy? I also chose Arithmacy and also Ancient Runes. - Adelaide stood next to Arthur to show her support for Arithmacy - You, Poppy, must have chosen Care of magical creatures.

-Sure! And the other is divination. And you, YN?

-Care of Magical Creatures and Divination - Poppy did a little leap of joy -

-Are not you interested in ancient runes?- Asked Adelaide.

-'I have literally been surrounded by antiquities all my life. Too much is that I am forced to visit History of Magic.

-And how is that?- asked Arthur-

-My parents are archaeologists. My brothers and I've spent our whole lives travelling from one place to another, accompanying them on their excavations and investigations.

-Wait, your last name is Bennett, right?- Adelaide asked and YN nodded- Your parents aren't James and Rosa Bennett, right?- YN nodded- I've read your study on magic in ancient Egypt about 100 times! And the book about how the Chinese emperors negotiated with the sorcerers and witches of the time.

-Don't remind me how often I heard my father say. "Maybe those people were very cruel, but at least they didn't separate the Muggles from the wizards" and then hear my mother say: "There is evidence that it was nothing friendly, they enslaved them or blackmailed them"

-YN i'm sorry to interrupt, but I think your brothers are looking at me.-Arthur touched the shoulder of YN and nodded to the other tables

YN looked around and sure enough, Jennan and Mark were looking at Arthur from time to time.

-Don't worry, they always do. They're a bit protective of me. You're lucky my other brother and sister have already graduated. - YN continued to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened, but she didn't calm down Arthur.

After a while, she had to go to the first class. Defence Against the Dark Arts. When she arrived, Sebastian was fighting with Leander. Anne and Ominis didn't even pay attention to how commonplace these situations were. In the middle of the hectic duel, one of Sebastian's spells hit the dragon skull hanging from the ceiling. Fortunately, Professor Hecat managed to stop it before it fell on Leander.

-You are still good enough to tear each other to pieces in your spare time - Professor Hecat put the skull back in place properly - I get new students every year, but I only have one skull of a black hybrid. It was a reminder of the great clandestine raid of 1878, which rings a bell. Now, you may wonder how an old lady like me was able to single-handedly take down the largest ring in East Gales and live to tell about it. Wisdom. - YN she smiled, for her family knew better than anyone that knowledge is power - wisdom knows no age. Today we will discuss a spell that has saved my life from dark wizards more times than I can count. Levioso.

-Levioso? A levitation spell?- Leander asked sceptically, but in the twinkling of an eye Professor Hecat lifted him up with levioso, leaving Leander helpless-

-The effect of surprise weakens any enemy. Can you defend yourself, Mr Prewett? No?- Professor Hecat left him on the floor again. - 'Let us practise the spell. -Professor Hecat cleared the classroom and each student stood in front of a mannequin to practise the spell

Sebastian, Anne and Ominis did it the first time, while the rest needed more than one try. YN also needed a few tries, but he got it right.

-If you need help to catch up with the grief, you can ask me for help - Sebastian turned to YN -

-No, thanks.- YN looked at him for a moment and then turned back to the mannequin-

-Sure? I'm the best duelist. And you've just arrived at Hogwarts. We could go to Hogsmade and I could catch up with you. - YN looked at Sebastian and then eyed him up and down with a raised eyebrow

-Oh, really? That's what you do? That's it? Do girls fall for that?- Anne and Ominis began to pay attention to the conversation of YN and Sebastian when they heard this

-If you come to Hogsmade with me, I'll show you what girls like about me.- Sebastian laughed nervously.

-It was nice to meet you. Goodbye. - YN returned with Poppy and the others -

-Has the new one rejected you?-They heard Omini's laugh and Anne's laugh.

-Wait. - Sebastian followed YN -

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The Bennett brothers surprised:

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts #hogwarts legacy

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the-garden-in-the-briar-patch · 1 year

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January 13, 2023

First day of gardening, hooray! Let's take a look at what we have going on here.

Here we have lavender, rosemary, and an assortment of other herbs (more rosemary, oregano, and thyme, although the thyme is turned toward the wall and you can't see it in this photo). These are established plants from last year, here's hoping they make it through the winter. I brought them inside because it's very very cold out, but they're doing alright so far.

Here's my jade, she's outgrowing her pot again and I'm going to have to be on the lookout for a new one. She's doing really well; I've had her for nearly a year and she's lovely. I gave her a bit more soil today because her roots were starting to show, but she won't need watering for probably a few more weeks.

I also found that she dropped a leaf, so I'm going to try propagating that. No photos of lil' jade yet, I'll put one in tomorrow's update.

The acorns! I'm excited about these guys, I picked them up in November and they've been stratifying for two months. They cracked like they're supposed to, so into the soil they go. I look forward to seeing these funky little lads grow, I hope they do well!

Sage! I got some sage from the grocery store, and I used some of it in dumplings. I'm going to try and propagate some of the remaining stalks, we'll see how it works. These three are all going to water-prop for now, we'll see how these ladies are doing in a few weeks. I'm not optimistic because they are grocery store plants and possibly were frozen, but it's just possible that I might get roots off of them.

Before and after on Basilisk the basil. I had a big genovese basil plant last year, and it ended up dying in December. But I was able to water prop this little guy, and he's got a lot of roots now. I potted him today, hope he survives that.

These are the peas, in the traditional egg carton. I've got twelve right now, and when I get another egg carton available, I'll be planting more. Yes, I'm running out of window space, it's fine.

Saving the most exciting for last, these are milkweed! I collected the seeds myself in November, and I'm very excited to see them grow. I planted about half of what I collected, so if I mess this up, I'll try again later in the spring.

As far as future plans go, I started stratifying the cherries today, so they'll be ready to plant as the end of March.

I'd love to get some pepper seeds, probably jalapeños and/or bell peppers, because I am not ambitious. I also have some butternut squash seeds, so those will probably get planted at some point in the future.

#the garden in the briar patch #daily briar patch #image desc in alt text #rosemary #oregano #sage #basilisk the basil #thyme #milkweed #peas #oak #jade

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the-judge-of-bones · 3 years

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Reapertale AU and base differences

Sans --> Reaper/Espresso

- First things first, Reaper or as much of the multiverse knows him as ‘Espresso’ because when the fuck isn’t this cynic showing up late with a cup of Starbucks. The answer is never, But regardless, Reaper is a full on God, Specifically the god of violent death (Papyrus, his brother is the god of merciful death). He is the one who handles the death’s of people who refuse to move on whether it because they died suddenly, Unjustly or believe it wasn’t ‘their time yet’. He will still reap them with impunity because he failed only once, Hesitated to reap someone and has managed to cause a terrible problem for everyone as a result.

- He has a hard time understanding ‘life’ and used to think that the goddess of life in her distant absence was a selfish, Sadistic god, Watching as her magic brought a baby back to life at the same time he ended the mother’s. He wondered at the time if she knew that her magic of life was so powerful that it made those gifted with it cry. His view on life held true with believing that magic despite hers being so soft and gentle, It let people life only to suffer and to eventually die...it seemed odd to him because often all he ever got to see was suffering. The dead, the dying and the begging of souls who didn’t want to move on.

- That was until he met her, He finds it ironic that it was death who was first to find life, She showed him a side to things that he hadn’t seen before. Whether it be the soft chirping of birds contrasted with the cawing of crows, She gave him a noticeable shift in his puns from the dark to the more positive side of things since he found he enjoyed hearing her laugh. Even so, He had a hard time understanding why mortals would go so far as to risk entering his and his brother’s realm, The underworld. To ‘rescue’ their deceased loved ones. Often to meet their own fates down there until she gave him the example of ‘what if she disappeared, what if she was taken away’

- Reaper gets angry and frustrated with emotions he doesn’t understand (Usually positive ones), he can’t stand thinking these ‘illogical’ emotions. He can’t afford to be illogical like a mortal, to think he’d give something up. Possibly anything up to get her back if he had to since he’s never had anyone to lose before? it scared him. His favorite flower is the white lily which was given to him by toriel (Although he accidentally wilted the first one) and she made him a stained glass version after that. As it’s a flower traditionally used by mortals to honor the death, He’s asked her occasionally for more flowers on the occasion so he has a small collection of stained glass flowers that he’ll pull out to look at. Toriels are the most special but he likes to collect other glass objects from various timelines because they don’t wilt.

- He experienced his first true gentle rainfall with toriel, His only other experience had been harsh rains and stormy seas so to feel the gentle plips of water on his skull, Well he’s basically fallen in love with the rainy weather ever since.

- While both he and his brother run the underworld together, His brother does a lot of the majority because he’s just better at it, He’s kinder and keeps things going while sans has always been better at judging the weight of the souls and whether they suffer in torment or move to possible rebirth in elysium one day. Also he has a dog, A three headed skeletal blaster dog who’s technically named ‘spot’ who helps keeps souls from leaving the underworld and living people from entering it.

- Reaper has a ‘death touch’ and this means in the exception of anti-voids or blank spaces (Error/Alter, Ink, Nightmare, etc-), He can’t touch living things or they will die. As a result, He has Haphephobia or the fear of touch/touching people because he’s so unused to being touched/touching (Other gods can touch him without harm/other beings in anti-voids or blank spaces) and it tends to make him jump despite desperately craving it. He’ll eventually get better at controlling his deathly touch and general death aura but he doesn’t want to cause any ‘accidents’

#May only death do us a happy farewell (Reapertale AU ~ Sans)#//i may edit this later to add all of the other gods featured in reapertale #//but who knows #//we'll see how ambitious i am tomorrow #//edit: now that i've written all this info up #//i won't edit this post but if i do add the other beans #//they'll be on a separate post

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hiptoff · 3 years

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The beach case

Find chapter 21 on AO3.

I want to dedicate this chapter to @ahtohallan-calling. I recently read your fabulous work "Don't read the last page" (I highly recommend it to everyone), and I loved it, so I didn't want to miss the opportunity to give a little sign to her movie star Anna.

Thanks for that great story!

(And to @annaofthenorthernlights for recommending it to me 😚)

Chapter 21

“Do you think tomorrow will be our last day of work?”

Kristoff answered my apocalyptic question with a shrug of uncertainty.

“I think we'll do whatever to avoid it,” he added as he gently stroked the back of my hand with his thumb.

“Whatever?”

“Well, almost whatever. I'm not going away from you.”

“Don't worry. If I get fired, I will become a movie star, get rich, and start my own publishing company.”

“Doesn't sound ambitious at all.”

“No more ambitious than wanting to have you, and I've done it.”

“I'll be preparing the tailcoat for the awards ceremonies and stuff, then.”

“You should.”

The sea was calm, and, for some mysterious reason, despite the tricky moment, my heart was too. Until Kristoff’s cell phone rang bringing my liver up to my ears.

“It's a message from Sam. She's spoken with Yelena. She says that we got the morning off tomorrow and that we must show up again in the director's office at three in the afternoon.”

“What for?” I asked knowing perfectly the answer.

“It seems that our time to think about it ends at that moment.”

“Seriously, what do you think we should do?”

“I will look for another job. I've done it before and can do it again.”

“But I don't… I'm not going to stay there without you. We both have the same responsibility in this.”

“Then get behind your acting career,” he said with a playful smirk just before I elbowed his ribs.

“Ow! Why do you always hit me when we are on the beach?!”

“I have to take advantage now, when I am rich and famous I won't be able to do it in public.”

“Speaking of doing things in public… Do you think I can give you our first kiss without fearing that someone is seeing us together?”

“You kissed me just a moment ago.”

“Okay, and it was necessary for you to ruin the magic?”

“Fine, I said nothing. I want my kiss.”

“I knew that all this chaos had to have a good side.”

I threw myself on him making him fall on his back in the sand and I kissed his lips with enthusiasm and force. I was terrified of losing my job, but there was no job in the world that made losing those lips worth it.

The next morning we calmly woke up and took our time. After all, we still had a few hours to go before we had to go to our potential last day of work.

We were already finishing breakfast when Kristoff's phone started ringing again.

“It’s Yelena.”

“Yelena?! Pick it up!!”

Kristoff took a deep breath, straightened his back as if he were getting defensive, and pressed the hands-free button.

“Yes? Kristoff on the phone,” he replied with a tone as serene as he could give.

“Get your ass here right now and put order between your team, Bjorgman!”

“Excuse me?”

“I want you and Anna to come to my office as quickly as possible. I'm calling her now from the other line too.”

Indeed, my phone started ringing too.

“I knew it…” Yelena growled directly hanging up the call to my cell. “I want you here now, do you both understand?”

“Yes, Yelena…” we both answered indecisively just before hearing her hang up with a huff.

“Ehrm… I think we should get dressed…” Kristoff said dropping the cell phone with slightly trembling hands.

“Yes, let's get this over.”

In a matter of twenty minutes, we both walked into the magazine building, finally without the need to pretend a chance meeting, and we were met with the knowing smiles of many of our colleagues and with some looks of anger and disappointment from the succubus club.

“I told you! Now they're going to come after me…!”

“Who is going to go after you?”

“How can you not notice?!”

“What do I have to notice?”

“Nevermind… You’reokay this way.”

We both walked the corridors until we reached the door of Yelena's office.

“You ready?”

“Never.”

Kristoff and I shared a smile and nodded just before entering. It was the moment of the truth.

“Here we are, Yelena, what hap…?”

But Yelena didn't let him finish his sentence.

“Is it that you have resolved to sink my magazine?!”

“What?”

“What are you talking about, Yelena?” I asked showing myself as firm as I could in the face of that intimidating woman.

“What am I supposed to do with this?!”

Yelena grabbed a mountain of letters from her desk and threw them at us unceremoniously.

“What are these?” Kristoff asked, patiently picking them up off the floor as I opened the one that my face had abruptly stopped.

“No!” I gasped realizing what I had in hand. “Why do you have a resignation letter from Honeymaren?!”

“Resignation?” Kristoff asked not understanding.

“Not just hers. Absolutely the entire team under Kristoff's command has resigned from their job this morning.”

“What?! It can’t be!” he exclaimed clearly worried. “There must be a mistake!”

“There is no mistake, it's blackmail! They have all comehere saying that they do not want to work in a family magazine that does not take care of its workers as the family they are.”

“I am sure they are not serious,” I said trying to excuse my crazy and incredibly wonderful coworkers.

“They are serious, and so am I.”

We all looked toward the door following the voice that had just interrupted our talk and we came face to face with a smirking Sam. I knew that smirk. It was the same one I saw on her face the night we got rid of Hans… And, behind her, there were all my companions with a smile from ear to ear.

“Samantha, what are you doing here?” Yelena asked rubbing her temples.

“Submit my resignation, of course.”

“You must be kidding…” Yelena and Kristoff said at the same time.

“Well, unless you fire me sooner for spreading the news through the magazine. I could use the severance money, you know?”

“I'm not firing you, Samantha. You are the most efficient worker I have ever had. And I'm not going to accept your resignations either,” she said addressing the entire troop waiting behind Sam.

“A pity that you have no alternative,” Olaf said entering the office and sitting down cheekily on Yelena's desk. “Unless you agree to keep these two in their jobs, obviously. So, maybe, in addition to saving their jobs, you will save your magazine.”

“I'm not going to agree to your blackmail. It would be sad, but I can find a replacement for you.”

“Are you sure?” Sam asked crossed arms. “I bet it's not going to be easy to find a team as competent as this one, but… most of all, I doubt that you can do it until you find someone willing to sacrifice most of their free time to carry out the work I do.”

Yelena bit her lip feeling cornered and I realized that I couldn't handle it anymore.

“I…” I said breaking the tense silence that was flooding the room. “I love this magazine. I love writing my section, but not only that. I adore the values that it transmits and I adore the fabulous team that carries it out. And I would never forgive myself if all that went wrong because of me. I beg you guys, do not do this.” Tears of grief and excitement began to flow from my eyes and Kristoff came over to me and tenderly stroked my back. “I… I quit my job. Don't worry about me, I have a plan B.”

A chorus of various protests was heard until Kristoff broke it with his laugh probably remembering what my impossible plan B was. Then, he took my hand and spoke as well.

“I resign too.”

“What?! No!” I exclaimed pulling his arm.

Kristoff didn't look at me, he just squeezed my hand tightly and fixed his gaze on Yelena.

“I believed that I started to work in a magazine that looked for family values, among which, if I have not misunderstood, love is an essential element. I like my job, but I won't give up my own family for it,” he said slightly raising my hand with his and filling my soul with his words. “I can find another job, but I could not find another woman like Anna. So, my last order before my resign,” he said, turning to his team. “is that you withdraw all your resignations.”

“You can't give me orders,” Sam argued amid the new commotion that had been built.

“No, I can only beg you as a friend.”

“That's playing dirty, blondie.”

“I think it's become quite clear that I am tired of playing fair.”

Sam stared defiantly at Kristoff until Mattias walked over to Yelena and prepared her chair for her to sit on. Yelena sat down and looked at all of us carefully, in absolute silence, for a long time. Finally, she looked up to meet Mattias's understanding gaze and nodded.

“You are going to be my ruin.”

#kristanna #fanfic #kristoff #anna #frozen #disney #roll with it #the beach case #with @annaofthenorthernlights

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{{ About to pass out BUT I'm gonna work on my verses page more tomorrow. It's pretty bare bones right now and I wanna flesh it out more. Might tweak my page overall, we'll see how ambitious I am. But bless you all for listening to me rant about all my verse ideas and theories. Especially Odyssey. I will never shut up about Odyssey. }}

#out of music || ooc #I'm so sleepy #From allergies #Kinda brain fog all day but #I'll dive into more writing tomorrow #And fleshing out verses #Particularly Odyssey and SB #And probably Bloodmoon too #It's just all so pretty and cool #And I have thoughts hnnngh #<3

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2021 / 14

Aperçu of the Week:

Talk less, smile more! (Hamilton, The Musical)

Bad News of the Week:

My favorite joke last week on Twitter: "We once summarized everything we have to be ashamed of in Germany." "Where, on a list?" "No, in downtown Stuttgart." Well, some jokes make your laughter stuck in the throat. The background: the "Querdenker" ("Lateral thinker")movement, originally started by critical-minded democrats who demanded a legitimate voice in restrictions against Corona spread, has become a rallying point for undemocratic subjects: Reichsbürger (who dispute the legitimacy of the Federal Republic of Germany), increasingly radical anti-vaccination activists (who have previously advocated so-called measles parties and see vaccinations as bodily harm), conspiracy theorists (ranging from Bill Gates haters to hardcore phantasists like QAnon), and a hefty helping of neo-Nazis.

Since then, "demonstrations" have taken place every week in virtually every major city, sometimes numbering hundreds, sometimes thousands. The nucleus was and is in Stuttgart. "Demonstrations" in quotation marks because it is clear from the outset that the permit requirements of the competent authorities (mask requirement, keep distance, numerical limitation, etc.) are to be disregarded in purpose. And this then takes place as well as assaults on police, media representatives and passers-by who do not join in the usual chants ("Merkel must go!") with spontaneous enthusiasm.

Also on Twitter, a teacher asks in the direction of the police how he should explain to his students that they should not be caught in threes on the way home from school, otherwise their parents will be threatened with a fine. And on the other hand, even at unauthorized demonstrations, the police calmly watch as up to 10,000 without masks and distance shout against cop pigs and mainstream media as stooges of encroaching governments. Good question. To date, I just haven't heard a serious answer.

Just to clarify, I hold fundamental democratic rights like free speech or the right to demonstrate sacred. What I have a problem with is instrumentalization by self-declared enemies of the state. How absurd is it to explicitly reject the rule of law on the one hand and to invoke it on the other. "We know our rights!". Exactly. That is perfidious and dangerous.

My generation can remember exactly how the police cracked down on protests against the planned nuclear reprocessing plant in Wackersdorf / Upper Palatinate in Bavaria in the early 1980s. That was when we first saw riot gear, pepper spray and water cannons. And that against (in the majority) harmless sit-ins. Today, we see discussions about the balance of state intervention ("Blind in the right eye?") and wonder about WhatsApp groups of police officers teeming with "88" references and factions in the military preferring forms of greeting that have been banned since 1945. This is a far cry from the ideal of the "citizen in uniform". So please show more clear edge - in the authorities and on the street.

Good News of the Week:

Sole governments have become rare in the German states; in almost all cases, it comes down to a temporary alliance of two or three parties: a coalition. Before entering into concrete coalition negotiations, it is customary for the winner of the election / the party with the strongest percentage, to hold so-called exploratory talks with all coalition partners that are basically in question. A lot of symbolism is attached to these. After all, no party has ever explored, let alone formed a coalition, with the right-wing populists, for example.

In Germany's political landscape as a whole, the Greens have been going up and up in the polls for months, while the conservatives have been going down. The state of Baden-Wuerttemberg has been gradually leading the way for years. Four weeks ago, the Greens were re-elected as the strongest force there for the second time, with Winfried Kretschmann, the only Green minister president to date, at the helm. And the conservative Merkel party CDU as junior partner. A constellation that has apparently worked quite well for ten years.

The Social Democrats, themselves far from previous election results, had hoped that the Swabian Greens would have had enough of the conservatives and would cheerfully enter into a coalition with them as well as the Liberals (the Left did not make it into the state parliament). With as much positive spin-off effects as possible for the federal elections to be held at the end of September. Did not work, the proven coalition has successfully explored and is since a few days in the concrete coalition negotiations, which will determine the policy of the next five years. Title of the paper on the exploratory result: "Great challenges require courageous decisions and reliable cooperation".

That's good. Ecology and economy - you can't have one without the other. And that's exactly what the two parties stand for. And they have also taken up the banner of the most far-reaching climate protection program to date, which is intended to be a genuine new departure. We'll see when details become public. But the signs are not bad. Just as the Greens, especially with Kretschmann, have proven that the former radical fundamentalists in the party have given way to realistic pragmatists, the traditionally industry-friendly Christian Democratic Union must prove that it has accepted the issues of climate, environment and sustainability as a central task for the near future.

If this works, it will also have a signal effect on the upcoming federal elections and federal government elections in the fall. Because there, too, the reconciliation of the two ecos must take place and bring quick and effective benefits. Because only if the individual member states of the EU pull together can the European Commission's ambitious goals in this regard make the step from theory into practice. Because only if Europe can demonstrate climate success will the emerging economies follow. Because only then will this planet have a chance. In this respect, Stuttgart also sends out a positive signal, as it is home to the green-conservative state government of Baden-Wuerttemberg.

Personal happy Moment of the Week:

The day before yesterday, I had an exciting experience. I came to a vacant commercial property of my bosses to show it to possible tenants. When I entered it, it became obvious that burglars were there. Hearing suspicious noises, I decided I'd rather not be a hero, but dial police 911 for the first time in my life. To the lady on the phone, I described where I was, what I had found, and why I thought the burglars might still be in the house. While still on the phone, after less than two minutes (I checked the phone log!) the first of four police cars arrived and secured the entire street block. The bottom line was that no one was there, only bubbling water was the suspicious source of the noise. Forensics came and found lots of usable material. I found it exciting to experience something live that I had previously only seen on television. And I was happy about how quickly and smoothly the police were on the scene when they were needed.

As I write this...

...I am enjoying the spring sunshine before the snow returns the day after tomorrow for the second time this April.

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