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A LIST OF PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING TO HELL: 2024 EDITION
Every zionist, duh, but esp yall who screenshot perfectly reasonable posts and go "Um, the look at this idiot who thinks genocide is wrong" yall make my ass itch and nobody takes you seriously, MOVE.
2. The entire U.S. government but esp Joe Biden that old ass man gettin spit roasted in hell (AND NOT THE FUN KIND!)
3. DIDDY AND EVERY SINGLE PERSON THAT PROTECTED AND DEFENDED HIM.
4. Tory Lanez whole family, his mama, his daddy, his dog? All them.
5. The nonblack people who run those Rap House Tv type blogs that are clearly trying to be shade room clones.
6. People who get all their news from the Shade Room and Whatsapp, sorry auntie, I'm sick of you tellin' me COVID can be cured by sticking cloves of garlic up my nose :/
7. Every single one of you dirtbag leftist ass people, yall do nothing for nobody except you thousands of adoring "former nazi" fans that need to be told it's okay that they still say the n word in private.
8. N.O.R.E and every single hiphop "journalist"
9. Charlemagne Tha God and Dj Envy, they know why.
10. Everyone who made Ike and Tina jokes after Tina past away. Grow up.
11. You fanfic girlies. So many of y'all are seeing the lake of fire, But esp if you donate to ao3 or own ao3 merch. Like, that is just embarrassing.
12. It's 2024, If I see you coming up here saying shit like "Miku wroke harry potter!" or " Hello Kitty wrote Ofmed, actually" I'm sending you to hell myself.
13. Booktokers? This is yall the second year on this list, tighten the fuck up and stop being weird about strange men on the internet, now.
14. People who do LITERALLY NOTHING yet try to tell other people how to be activists. You contribute nothing to any conversation you're a part of, suck my dick from the back.
15. People who stopped masking because other people were making them feel bad. Fuck your mama not being able to see your smile, PEOPLE ARE DYING????
16. Lana Del Ray and Taylor Swift. They know exactly what they did.
17. Every white girl on twt who tried to jump me cause I said the Barbie movie is white feminism at its finest.
18. Elon, you raggedy bitch.
19. Every single man who hit on me this year who isn't one of my friends.
20. People who don't know what transmisogyny means and make that everyone else's problem. I need yall to start reading so bad it's not even funny.
21. You "goth is a feeling" people. You gonna be "feeling" that hell fire nippin' at your ass, NEXT
22. You 35 defending fanservice of high schoolers in anime/manga all day every day...yeah, just get on down there, big fella. They waiting on you.
23. Cishet Black men on tiktok and twt who make it their life's mission to make an ass of themselves for minor ducats. You are a one-man modern-day minstrel show and you will be dealt with.
24. White Tyler The Creator fans. Y'all know what you do.
Dishonorable mentions:
Shojo fans who never talk about the fucked up shit in the manga they recc you because "At least its not as misogynistic as shounen!" (yes, yes it is)
Fashion tiktokkers I hate so many of you its not even funny
Every person who put the image of T.D. Jakes getting his doonies beat down at a Diddy party in my mind. Like I literally never needed to think about that.
My dad <3 and all my friends' dads. Patricide NOW!!!!!
People who are still whining about having to boycott shut upppppp god damn.
People who stare at me in public. You got a fuckin problem?????
That's a wrap! Here are the lists from last year and the year before feel free to add more in the tags <3
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(for the palestine list) Here's some other zionist companies to avoid: streaming Justin Bieber and Billie Eilish music, Viz Media since they platform known Zionist Hirohiko Araki, and using AO3 for fanfiction since they banned several mods for being pro-Palestine
NOTE THESE ARE NOT OFFICIAL BDS TARGETS. IF THERE IS ANY REASON YOU STILL HAVE TO USE THEM YOU DON'T HAVE TO FEEL GUILTY.
BOYCOTTING IS ABOUT DIVESTING AND HITTING COMPANIES WHERE IT HURTS - NOT MORALITY. IF YOU STILL WANT TO BOYCOTT FOR MORAL REASONS, GO AHEAD.
ALSO NOTE: AO3 SHOULD BE FINE TO READ OFF SINCE IT GETS FUNDING FROM DONATIONS.
DO NOT DONATE I REPEAT DO NOT DONATE TO AO3
#my post#my asks#palestine#free palestine#endisraelsgenocide#from river to sea palestine will be free#gaza#free gaza#israel#from the river to the sea palestine will be free#boycott#boycott divest sanction#boycott israel#boycott mcdonalds#boycott disney#boycotting#keep boycotting#boycott starbucks#bds#save palestine#genocide#current events#palestine news#palestinian genocide#justice for palestinians#save palestinians#gaza genocide#ao3#viz media
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I heard about the whole volunteer who was fired for supporting Palestine. But I’ve decided to stay off twitter for the time being. I never donate any money which is probably what most reasonable people are going to be asking not to do. However I don’t trust Twitter to be reasonable about. The BDS gave a list of companies to boycott and more people screamed at people for seeing Wish rather than kindly asking to them not to buy stuff from the HP or Puma. It’s not that I’m a huge Disney and it’s fine if people want to shop somewhere else. I didn’t even see Wish which according to most people is terrible. But the BDS asked people to pressure Disney and it wasn’t a high priority boycott. But more people cared about sticking it to companies they hated rather than companies who were top of the list of being complacent. So yeah I don’t want to see a bunch of people demanding not read anything for ao3 and act like it’s the moral duty to hound anyone who has ever used the site.
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Star Wars Reading List
Figured that since Ao3 is down, this might be a good time for y'all to get into reading actual Star Wars books/comics. Thus, here is a list of excellent books that focus on Obi-Wan & Anakin or beloved prequel-era characters.
Note: With whatever credibility I've earned, I ask you to please consider ordering these books from somewhere other than Amazon. Not only is Jeff Bezos a plague upon planet earth, but his site is also wreaking havoc on the publishing industry. Amazon is a huge contributor to current bestsellers sucking and diverse, marginalized voices not getting heard. Local bookstores are best, but even Barnes & Noble is better. I am happy to assist you with an Amazon book boycott if you PM me.
Karen Miller
Reading actual books & comics is gross, you say? Fanfic is more palatable in style to your interests? Not a problem, my friends; do I have the author for you. Karen Miller writes some excellent Obi-Wan & Anakin centric books that feel just like reading fanfiction (if only minus smut XD). The way she writes the protagonists goes deep into the bonds they feel (and/or develop) with each other. If you're used to reading fanfiction, this won't feel much different.
Note to the wise: Don't worry about Karen Traviss—you don't need her.
#1: Clone Wars Gambit: Stealth
Even though Wild Space (below) is the first book in this storyline, I recommend starting with this one. The beginning of the book is Obi-Wan & Anakin & Ahsoka engaged in a multipronged battle. From a starfighter, Anakin engages his squad in an air assault while Obi-Wan fights on the ground with Ahsoka. After that, it has one of my favorite Obi-Wan tropes ever in which Anakin spends about four chapters assigning miscellaneous members of the GAR to escort Obi-Wan to the medbay for neglected injuries. (If you like my fic Every Shadow, then you will love this.) Afterward, the story veers toward a mission that Obi-Wan & Anakin embark on together, in which the two of them bicker lovingly whilst exhausting the ever-loving shit out of themselves to endure dire, hostile straits. The amount of sweat, fatigue, and desperation drenching their characters by the end of this novel will make you feel alive.
#2: Clone Wars Gambit: Siege
The direct sequel to Clone Wars Gambit: Stealth, which is no less fun of a read. Oh? You thought the nonstop sweat-drenched, desperation-fueled survival instinct and fatigue were over? You thought that? Cute. Being the direct sequel to Clone Wars Gambit: Stealth, this book starts as Obi-Wan jolts awake from an unexpected, impromptu nap and yells at Anakin for letting him fall asleep in the first place. (In response, Anakin is shrugging like wtf was I supposed to do, we're tired and tired ppl sleep.) In the midst of their argument, the stolen speeder which Anakin is piloting decides to demand an immediate crash-landing in the middle of nowhere. From there, Obi-Wan & Anakin are stranded on a planet under intense Separatist surveillance and are forced to find sanctuary in a local and suspicious village. But this book is titled "Siege" for a reason. Catastrophes are not over, and despite what you may think, they have not yet scraped the absolute bottom of their limits yet. They will though. They will. My favorite scene involves Anakin (running on sheer fumes and willpower alone) throws a tantrum about Obi-Wan healing civilians so much he's practically keeling over. You will like this book. I guarantee it.
#3 Clone Wars: Wild Space
Now that you understand Karen Miller is a fellow author of all your favorite Obi-Wan & Anakin fanfic tropes, you can read her fanficiest fanfic of all published Star Wars material. The amount of Obi-Wan whump in this novel is batshit, y'all. It starts out with a lot of satisfactory Obi-Wan & Anakin scenes, especially re Obi-Wan enduring physical injuries and Anakin being intensely upset and worried. Then, for the second half of the book, Obi-Wan embarks on an investigative mission with Bail Organa based on the Senator's mysterious intel. This leads the two of them to Zigoola, a Sith planet of utter despair and Obi-Wan's worst nightmares. This is the origin story of Obi-Wan & Bail's friendship, but mostly you'll like it because Obi-Wan is so fucked up by the end of it that he can't even stand. The whump cuts deep on a physical, emotional, and cosmic-Force-magic level. A true treat.
When Ao3 is back up, I recommend the incredibly written fanfic A Thousand Satellites by stark2ash as a follow-up to Wild Space.
Matthew Stover
Alright, you're with me on why reading published Star Wars content is good now? You're ready? Amazing. Let me introduce you to one of the most incredible authors of our time. Matthew Stover writes so expertly that his books feel like literary masterpieces, regardless of their inclusion in the Star Wars franchise. If you read nothing else on this list, please read something by him. You will not regret it.
#1 Revenge of the Sith novelization
If you always liked the prequels but felt they were kinda rushed or shallow or failed to adequately suspend your disbelief for certain plot points, then this is the book you should read. Every single aspect of the movie is portrayed with such care in terms of themes, characters, and attention to detail. There is incredible characterization for Obi-Wan—the hopeful but tragic hero of the clone wars; the brilliantly competent and yet endearingly humble Jedi Master. The emotions Stover puts this man through successfully makes us sob rivers, alongside the masterminded and horrifyingly abusive manipulation that Palpatine directs onto Anakin—the child prodigy who struggles so desperately to stay in the Light and ultimately fails. You know how people always watch a movie and come out saying how the book was better? Somehow, Stover managed to achieve this feat after the movie was already released! Again, if you read nothing else, please read this book. Otherwise, I can't talk to you, lol.
#2: Shatterpoint
Since you followed my advice and read the above book (you did read the above book... right?!), I am now assuming you realize Stover is a literary genius and a true master of his craft. Thus, may I present you with Shatterpoint, an equally inspired character study of Jedi Master Mace Windu. You like Mace Windu, right? Yeah, of course! We all do. But I bet the content featuring him has always been a little boring. I bet that makes you a bit nervous to give this book a try because you're worried it will be boring. Well, ho boy you are wrong, my friend. This book is a fascinating deep dive into not only the political landscape surrounding the clone wars but also the human element of what constant war can do to a society. At all times, the book is intense, chilling, and thrillingly page-turning. If you're a loser and don't like Mace Windu, you absolutely will by the end of this. I cannot convey how utterly this book strayed from my usual interests and still managed to zip me through to the very end.
Miscellaneous
Aha! You have read all of the above and are still looking for some more? Well well well, you fucking nerd, you are definitely someone I'd would like to engage in friendly conversation with. XD Now that I've proven my good taste, please add these additionally nerdy books your list.
#1: Brotherhood by Mike Chen
Hey look! It's a canon book! Yeah! This book is canon! And it's good, too! If you always wish for more political/investigative drama in your Star Wars content, Mike Chen has you covered. Obi-Wan is a brilliant Jedi in terms of getting to the bottom of some forensic shenanigans, pulling all-nighters to write persuasive essay-length speeches to extremely important people, evading enemies who intend to do him dead without harming a single one of them, and most notably displaying a strong inclination (and talent!) for diplomacy even when it means doing none of the above. On the side, he maintains an adorable relationship with his newly knighted Padawan, who embarks on an interesting journey of his own. Anakin bonds with a Jedi initiate who is struggling with a intense Force empathy, both of whom decide to go "rescue" Obi-Wan. I love this book. It is one of my all-time Star Wars faves.
Also in this book, Anakin manages to have the most hilarious scifi equivalent of an "I'm going through a tunnel" phone call while talking to Mace Windu. 😂
#2 Master & Apprentice by Claudia Gray
This book is also canon, horray! If you're dissatisfied with many two-dimensional portrayals of Padawan!Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon Jinn, then this book will satisfy the relationship you never knew you craved. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan fumble to overcome their rocky dynamic well into their Master-Padawan relationship—causing Obi-Wan a massive amount of anxiety and Qui-Gon a massive amount of guilt. Their miscommunication, however, goes both ways! Both of them are beloved Jedi who are trying really hard to understand each other—and eventually do! Obi-Wan righteously abides by Jedi guidelines, but in the most obnoxious and bratty way possible. XD Meanwhile, Qui-Gon's interest in myth and precognition is actually more complicated and nuanced than it seems. This book characterizes these two characters, including their relationship with each other, not only in the way George Lucas originally intended but also in a super emotionally compelling way.
#3: Dark Disciple by Christie Golden
Quinlan seems to have become a bit of a fanfic favorite for some, but his character is actually a lot more complicated than you'd ever know! Read this book for the beautifully intricate story regarding the choices he has to make and the paths they take him down. He has a hell of a time and he struggles dearly between right and wrong because of it—but the layers of depth to his character, including his devotion to the Light side, his intelligent kindness, and his endearing façade of humor shine through the darkness he is subjected and temporarily falls to. Obi-Wan himself is a central character to this story; likewise, his fierce perspective on forgiveness, atonement, and redemption are essential cornerstones to understanding this novel and his character. Plus, there is some very cute Anakin to boot. If you made it through the other books, then this one is an absolute must-read.
#4: Rogue Planet by Greg Bear
Ever wonder where all the "Barriss Offee once was great" discourse comes from? Ever intrigued when fellow fans talk about the Blood Carver? Well, my friend, you're in luck! This book are both conversations' source. I'll admit, this book is the driest of all of my recommendations, but it is no less worth the read! The moments where Obi-Wan struggles to be a good mentor to Anakin, teenage mom style, are adorable, particularly in the early scenes where he must stop Padawan!Anakin from competing in a podrace-like competition. If you're literally out of things to read, this book will get you over the spell. And after you're done, you'll finally feel knowledgeable enough to start engaging this Barriss Offee discourse!
Comics
Damn it, you're still not with me on the book-reading thing? Books are too wordy for you or something? Sighs, to each their own, I guess. Here's some incredibly well written comic runs that achieve fantastic storylines but with super pretty pictures, too.
#1: Obi-Wan & Anakin (5-issue run in 2016)
The comic in which, despite Palpatine's disgustingly creepy attempts to the contrary, Obi-Wan is an incredible teacher and Anakin is an incredible student. Obi-Wan's style as a Jedi Master is shown to be lovingly wise and gentle. In fact, it is so uplifting that it repeatedly brought me to tears when I read it. Similarly, Anakin's struggles with the Jedi Order are defined with a satisfying level of depth. He is trying and sometimes he fails—but he learns. The storyline overall is gorgeous, both in art and in narrative value, and the ending itself is something truly beautiful. Furthermore, this artist paints Obi-Wan in a way that makes me reconsider my sexuality. You will stare for decades at his face.
#2: Darth Vader (25-issue run from 2017 to 2018)
What happens after ROTS you wonder? How does Darth Sidious begin to instruct his new apprentice? What measures do the surviving Jedi take to attempt to preserve their culture? Where do the Inquisitors come from? How does one "bleed" a Kyber crystal? All of these questions and more are answered in this 2017 comic run (not to be confused with other Darth Vader comic runs). Besides the really interesting worldbuilding immediately post-Order 66, I don't think I've read a comic run this absurdly well-written ever. Of particular note, the author & artist use a sort of magical realism in Darth Vader's Meditative Hellscape™ to convey intricately detailed emotions/metaphors/themes. You have to see it to believe it. For example, I feel the below two pages are so full of depth and meaning that they should be added to any kind of college art/film/fiction curriculum:
#3: Slaves of the Republic (6-issue run from 2008 to 2009)
This comic definitely isn't of the same caliber as the former two, but it's still ideal reading. If you feel the show left some stuff out or should have gone differently or should have handled certain subject matters with greater respect, then this will bring you closure! This comic's issues fills in so many holes in its plots and thematic values left in the Zygerria/Kadavo episodes. It also characterizes its protagonists Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka in a way that makes huge amounts of sense. Obi-Wan is kind and brave and self-sacrificial in a way he failed to be in the show. Anakin is intelligent, compassionate, and competent, especially regarding matters of slavery. And Ahsoka contains the fun characterization of her iteration in earlier seasons before Dave Filoni stripped it from her. The worldbuilding, too, in these comics is much more rich and interesting than their episodic counterparts.
Now that you're done reading comics, I would like to implore you to please please please go back to the top of this post and try again. I prefer fanfic to books a vast majority of the time, too, but I've tailored this list specifically for you. I promise you won't regret the effort.
#Star Wars#Obi-Wan Kenobi#Anakin Skywalker#Mace Windu#Quinlan Vos#Obi-Wan & Anakin#Obi-Wan#Anakin#kenobster bookmarks#books#long post
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🍉 “I’m afraid to speak up about Palestine.” — Alright, let me help you!! 🍉
So, speaking up can be scary especially if you are in a situation where if you speak up any perceived risk of speaking up for people in safe environments, supportive family members, supportive schools is amplified for people in unsafe environments. So let’s start. What things can you do that don’t directly put you in the line of fire?
1. Boycott! Easy one. Boycott Starbucks, McDonald’s, Disney, Sodastream etc.
2. If you can, Email your government ! If you are Canadian, I suggest looking at https://www.wikihow.com/Contact-Justin-Trudeau ! Or if you are American: https://www.wikihow.com/Contact-the-President-of-the-United-States
3. Call out behaviour using anonymous asks on tumblr! This is handy because if you see Israel propaganda being spread you can anonymously call it out!
4. Use code: 🍉 (The watermelon emoji.) is a common sign that someone is supporting Palestine! You can use Palestine colours, art etc.
5. Change your account names! Especially on AO3. As AO3 has removed a volunteer for having a status as “From the River to the see Palestine will be free.” - (https://x.com/bearsys_/status/1728638469021257797?s=20 evidence.) change user to similar things. Also there has been several Palestine x Israel fanfics on there which is absolutely deplorable, and all sides of the proship and antiship should absolutely not stand with that.
6. SEND ANONS TO ME! IF YOU WANT TO SPREAD INFO ANONYMOUSLY ABOUT PALESTINE USE OUR ASK BOX!
And there’s more you can do! Secretive PFPs, Joining Pro-Palestine discord servers, doing art, donating if you can, buying something from ETSY that the seller has promised donations, create your own Etsy listing where you donate proceeds to Palestine!
But also make sure to NEVER STOP LIKING, SHARING AND SPEAKING WHEN YOU CAN! AND REMEMBER THE BLOCK BUTTON IS THERE, USE IT LIBERALLY!
#(🎤🎀) my shit#anti radqueer#anti radqueer safe#palestine#free palestine#from the river to the sea palestine will be free#from the river to the see#anti israel#Israel isn’t real#support palestine#palestine support#ao3#Palestine 🇵🇸#i stand with palestine 🇵🇸#🇵🇸
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NAVIGATION
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new posting schedule is up (link) and will be starting on may 1st!!
a new fic poll will be up this sunday, may 5th
a few new masterlists will be popping up soon, so ✨chaotic✨ is the vibe for the next few weeks
anon will remain off, except on wednesdays for wip wednesday
i'm slapping a readmore on this post until i reorganize it, but for right now my where to find me links, current fandoms, and masterlists can be found below the cut
if you see me thirsting over darth maul on may 4th, no you didn't
if you're here to ask about my blog title, read this (link)
if you notice any missing or incorrect links, please let me know!
Resources & Donations
how to donate an e-sim with #ConnectingGaza
CareForGaza
BDS Movement & BDS Targeted Boycott List
what's happening in Congo: info + resources + how you can help
The War in Sudan & List of Sudanese Fundraisers
Where To Find Me
ao3
squidgeworld
wattpad (i rarely post here)
CURRENT FANDOMS
Baldur's Gate 3
Jujutsu Kaisen
Touchstarved
Red Dead Redemption
MASTERLISTS
Assassin's Creed
Baldur's Gate 3
Jujutsu Kaisen
Modern Warfare
3k celebration
A Designer Dress From Heaven And Your Dirty Wedding Ring
My Time At Portia
Spider-Verse
Stardew Valley
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Hello, Anon, this is Oldie Chinese Diaspora Anon. I believe I may be able to answer your question. The actual reason of RD’s ability to escape the recasters is actually rather idiosyncratic and honestly cannot be extrapolated to other companies. Call it a dubious distinction, if you will.
By the way, thanks for reminding me, I forgot to link the two articles I wrote a while back regarding RD’s so-called “Black history” (which can be found here: and here. I apologise. I really do have the memory of a goldfish…) But these articles actually help to explain why RD had largely escaped recasting.
There are a few other reasons, too. The Chinese doll community has complained about the unwieldy RD joints for many years (to the point that the company now offers free wiring for all dolls since November, 2022. Due to the facial sculpts that were said to be “featureless”, “asymmetrical” and “only good-looking from certain angles”, many faceup artists actually refuse to work with RD’s heads. And ever since 2019’s AO3 incident (please refer to this article), RD’s place in the Chinese market has been slowly dwindling. There are more folks who choose to boycott the company than those who embrace it.
You see, this is a money-game, after all (Hello, Econ-Anon!). The Recaster is in it for the money, and if there is no demand, there is no need for supply. If there is very little demand for RDs in the market, there’s really no need to recast them. RD’s share in the Chinese market is dwindling. The fact that they are having so many sales almost back-to-back-to-back is probably a sign of its hardship. RD’s ability to carve out an overseas market is also difficult considering that there is so much competition out there. Unless they are perpetually popular with outsiders (like FL) or visually distinct (like DC), RD is relegated to a list of “Not worth it to recast” companies.
~Anonymous
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List of shameless acts Israel have done and lied about
List of shameless acts Israel have done and lied about
https://ift.tt/1TEJYZN
by Pizzapozzzey
I’m trying to spread as much awareness as I can, please get yourself educated on this and support the people of Gaza! Don’t believe the news outlet and the propaganda Israel have spread. I will be writing and updating the list of israel propaganda and the sources!
And also I will be linking to tiktok & instagram accounts you need to follow for more information. And I will also be including brands and celebrities to boycott (they support Israel and donating to Israel.)
Please genuinely educate yourself! Don’t stay silent for the people of Gaza! FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
Words: 938, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Marvel Cinematic Universe, 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: Multi, F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Other
Characters: Raiden Ei | Baal, Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Jeon Jungkook, Miles Morales, Peter Parker, Tony Stark
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku, Takami Keigo | Hawks/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Draco Malfoy/Reader, Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter, Kong | Aether/Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe/Ying | Lumine/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine/Yoimiya (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Scaramouche/Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga, Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Jeon Jungkook/Reader
Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst, Enemy Lovers, One Shot, Sharing a Bed, Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Hogwarts Eighth Year, Post-Canon, Pre-Canon, Established Relationship, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Arranged Marriage
via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/lzeCjPK
November 22, 2023 at 07:02PM
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I post links on my ao3 notes for donation links to Palestine and boycott lists. The first time I did this was somewhere around December and at that time, the amount of people martyred was 9000+
Now, just the children, is 11,500+
That's not counting the adults. And more who are missing, detained, injured, trapped in the rubble and this number is only increasing as the US Senate convenes to send more money to the colonial state of Israel. More today as Zionists sing their stupid songs, as they watch doing nothing while propaganda plays on the backs of their performances and they pat themselves on the back for doing what's "right" and call dying innocents "evil" for existing.
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Updated Intro with Fics (last one, promise)
If you've wondered what you can do to demand a ceasefire in Gaza, I have links you can use to contact your representatives in Congress, British Parliament, Canada's Parliament and Australia's Parliament, get involved in upcoming protests worldwide, plus more lists specific to the UK and US, BDS boycott targets and many more ways to help.
Byler and Hilson writer on AO3, 20s, focusing mostly on my own and others' fan works on this blog, as well as Snoopy when he's evil (he's always evil).
My most popular and most complete fic so far is Critique Week. Mike and Jonathan both visit Will at art school in Chicago, Byler ensues, I don't really have a better summary than that.
I also have two one shots from Mike's POV, one centered around the season 3 byler rain fight, the second featuring byler thumb wrestling on a farm.
Fics I'm currently working on:
Exactly who I'm supposed to be: birthdaygate fic, Will tells a lie for each letter of the alphabet and discovers shrooms as the Party prepares to take on Vecna. About halfway done with this one now! Fic playlist here.
Demodog Store: bywheelclair Unicorn Store AU. After Will drops out of art school, he reconnects with friends he hasn't seen since junior high-and desires he'd thought were buried in his past. Will Byers fancast with Reese Gonzales in this fic.
Like the seed pods of a dandelion is the latest installment in my byler Parasite AU. The Byers brothers insinuate themselves into the lives and home of a wealthy family. First chapter out now.
Nobody is ever missing: Succession crossover where lesbyler reconnect through the Pierce and Roy families. Willa Ferreyra=Willa Byers in this fic.
The Brotherhood of the Traveling Pants: Mike, Lucas, Dustin and Will pass around a magical pair of pants in the summer of 1986. Will Byers=the Greek goddess Artemis in this fic. My latest chapter sees the culmination of Dustin's plot at the Creel Harrington House.
My one Hilson fanfiction right now is Vampires Within, a Hilson vampire blizzard fic that's also an AU of Werewolves Within (2021).
#pinned intro#resources#free palestine#resources last updated April 16-will update again in a week or two#I haven't found a lot more but am looking for more govt petitions etc.#ao3 writer#byler fanfiction#byler fic#lesbyler fanfiction#bywheelclair fanfiction#succession fanfiction#stranger things fanfiction#snoopy=vecna#hilson#house fanfiction#hilson fic#hilson fanfiction
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List of shameless acts Israel have done and lied about
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by Pizzapozzzey
I’m trying to spread as much awareness as I can, please get yourself educated on this and support the people of Gaza! Don’t believe the news outlet and the propaganda Israel have spread. I will be writing and updating the list of israel propaganda and the sources!
And also I will be linking to tiktok & instagram accounts you need to follow for more information. And I will also be including brands and celebrities to boycott (they support Israel and donating to Israel.)
Please genuinely educate yourself! Don’t stay silent for the people of Gaza! FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
Words: 938, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Marvel Cinematic Universe, 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: Multi, F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Other
Characters: Raiden Ei | Baal, Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Jeon Jungkook, Miles Morales, Peter Parker, Tony Stark
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku, Takami Keigo | Hawks/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Draco Malfoy/Reader, Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter, Kong | Aether/Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe/Ying | Lumine/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine/Yoimiya (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Scaramouche/Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga, Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Jeon Jungkook/Reader
Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst, Enemy Lovers, One Shot, Sharing a Bed, Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Hogwarts Eighth Year, Post-Canon, Pre-Canon, Established Relationship, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Arranged Marriage
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are you leaving the harry potter fandom?
Hey nonnie! Oof, difficult question, tbh.
The short answer is probably somewhere along the lines of kind of? Mostly?? It's not even that conscious of a decision, it's just been happening over the last few years I think.
The thing is, I don't think that you have to disengage from the fandom to boycott JKR and her fuckery. I think as queer creators in a queer fandom space, we're not really giving her clout or money, and I don't think getting on queer people's dick about this is like, remotely fine. If you actually care and want to support trans people, there are approximately a thousand better ways to do it than not reading gay fic on ao3 or making angry tumblr posts about it. I do personally draw a sharp line at supporting her financially in any kind of way, but that's another can of worms, I guess.
All that said, though, there is just always a really bitter taste accompanying the whole thing for me now. I don't want to let her taint all of it, but I'm just - not really having fun anymore, engaging with it, cause it does always remind me of her, and it's not like she's not already doing enough herself to remind everyone constantly of what a fucking bigot she is. So. you know.
I'm still running the Regulus fest (at least for this year; we'll see how things look like next year tbh), I'm still a member of the Prongsfoot prompt blog that I don't write for nearly as often as I should, but do like contributing the occasional one shot to for nostalgia's sake. But yes, I've taken it out of my fandom list ages ago, and while I do think dabbling in my villain/minor character/rare pair ships isn't really the issue here, and I'm not judging people for staying in the fandom for whatever reason, I think overall the ship has kind of sailed (ha) for me.
I will always have a soft spot for parts of this fandom - it's what got me back into fandom spaces as a whole after years, I met so many really great people, and a part of me wants to say I'm sorry for 'letting' her fuck this up. But honestly, I'm not, not really. Mostly I'm just furious and wish her a very happy get fucked soon.
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If you've wondered what you can do to demand a ceasefire in Gaza, I have links you can use to contact your representatives in Congress, British Parliament, Canada's Parliament and Australia's Parliament, get involved in upcoming protests worldwide, plus more lists specific to the UK and US, BDS boycott targets and many more ways to help.
Byler and Hilson writer on AO3, main blog is @willthelies, houseposting here, minors DNI. My one active Hilson fanfiction right now is Vampires Within, a Hilson vampire blizzard fic that's also an AU of Werewolves Within (2021).
#pinned intro#ao3 writer#resources#free palestine#updated as of April 16 will update again by June 1#hilson#hilson fic#hilson fanfiction#house fanfiction
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You were asking about larry fics awhile back, were you going to make a post following up on that? 🤔 (archiveofourown org/works/37941871?view_full_work=true) word search "larry stylinson" and read the paragraphs around it. This is what a current day "canon" larry fic written by a larrie reads like. This author was on the ao3 boycott list for a reason, a newcomer could easily fall into the conspiracy through reading a popular fic like this in 2022.
I was asking about people who read larry fics and why they read them because I saw a larrie say that they want the characters to SUFFER before they get together and I just don't relate to that at ALL. I wondered if this was something characteristic of larry read and written by larries (larries require the oppression in order to stan), or just a common things that i just didn't get.
I ended up not getting enough replies to be able to make sense of it, so I dropped it.
Regarding this particular fic -- my god, infinitelymint is STILL WRITING LARRY???????? it's interesting that she says that fic is 7 years in the making, which it would HAVE to be, to be "canon compliant" in 2022.
I can't imagine that there would be new larry readers in 2022 who aren't already conspiracy theorists. Back in 2015/2016 it was more of a concern due to the sheer number of fics there, but there are other m/m ships with LOTS of fic that are more popular so someone just looking for fic will find, say, steve/bucky or buck/eddie before finding their way to larry.
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the ao3 larrie blocklist made by antis has my bitch whoknows on there and i just wanna fucking ask who hurt antis
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You Better, You Better, You Bet - Chapter 3
The Wildest Times of the World
Ron Speirs x Juliet Fletcher
Summary: Juliet Fletcher reaches a breaking point in her life. When she is at her absolute lowest, she meets Ron Speirs, and something happens between them that neither of them will ever forget.
Word Count: 4.9k
Tag List: @vintagelavenderskies @how-are-those-nuts-sarge @iilovemusic12us @hesbuckcompton-baby @tvserie-s-world @whovian45810
If you’d like to be added, let me know!
A/N: Sorry this update took so long! But I hope y’all enjoy it :)
Warning(s): none :)
Chapter 1 Chapter 2
AO3 link
Chapter 3 let’s go!
Three chilly October days after Ron’s abrupt departure from London - which Juliet was still seething about - she arrived home from the store to a different person she expected to never hear from again. Lottie stood at the front door, muttering to herself about whether or not to knock. Juliet was especially surprised because it was raining, which would have normally kept the editor indoors if she could help it. Juliet watched a moment, not wanting to give away her presence immediately. It satisfied her to watch Lottie fret like this. After a few moments, Juliet caved and cleared her throat.
Lottie gasped as she whipped around, clutching at her chest. “Heaven's sake, Juliet! How long have you been standing there?”
“Not long,” Juliet said, intentionally vague. “Can I help you, Lottie?”
“Well…” Lottie hesitated, shifting her weight and toying with the fingertips of her gloves. “Shall we go in? I really need to speak to you.”
Juliet decided not to comment on Lottie’s self-invite into the house. She figured with no other job openings popping up, this could be her opportunity to try and gain back some favor at the London Pursuit. She couldn’t imagine that Lottie was here for a personal reason. That was not the sort of manager she was.
Once inside, Lottie followed Juliet to the kitchen - again, kindly not saying anything about the state of the house. Juliet set her grocery bags on the table before taking her coat off. Lottie shrugged hers off as well, removed her hat and gloves, and took a seat.
“Cuppa?” Juliet offered.
“Sure,” Lottie replied.
Juliet put the kettle on. Then she started unloading the bags.
“So, what did you want to speak to me about?” she asked, trying to sound as casual as she could.
“It’s the Albourne story,” Lottie said, voice tight, almost like she was spitting the words out. “All the other reporters are too busy to cover it. And if I have to go through the process of hiring someone new, we won’t get it in time.”
“I’ve already told you, I think it’s -”
“You needn’t remind me of your insolent remarks,” she snapped.
Juliet sighed, picked up a can of beans and placed it slowly in the cupboard, forming as polite a response as she could muster. But Lottie beat her to the next word.
“If you agree to cover this story, I’ll let you cover the war down there,” she said.
Juliet almost slammed the cupboard door shut in surprise. “What?”
“You can cover the war news from there,” Lottie repeated.
“Do you know something the rest of us don’t?” Juliet returned. “Because if you know the Germans are in Aldbourne and you haven’t said anything until now, you might be in trouble, Lottie.”
Lottie rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean, Juliet. The Americans are there, you could write about them.”
Juliet bit back the snappy retort she had about that, and dialed it down. “Fascinating as the Yanks are, I reckon they’re not doing much actual fighting in Aldbourne. Unless you mean brawling in pubs.”
The English had almost adjusted to the American presence by now. However, Juliet had slipped out of more than one pub after a fight broke out between some bright-eyed, blue-blooded American who spoke too boldly about their importance in the war effort and an Englishman who naturally took offense to the effort of “our own lads” being minimized. It escalated. Drinks were thrown, followed shortly by fists. Others jumped in to either assist or attempt to separate the combatting parties, only to get swept up in the action either way. It was entertaining, sure, but Juliet thought it made rather a mockery of the term “Allies.”
“They’re doing something there,” Lottie insisted. “And I give you full permission to try and find out what. As long as you cover the story about the girl as well.”
“Observing Americans isn’t really covering the war, and you know it, Lottie,” Juliet said.
“I’m not sending a woman to the front line, there would be a mob at the office door,” Lottie said. “I personally don’t care if you want to go and get yourself shot, but your blood cannot be on my hands.”
Juliet had to concede that point. Other papers had already suffered the ramifications of sending women reporters even within the vicinity of the front. There were boycotts led by counter-feminist groups and concerned mothers about the message it sent about women’s roles. It was one thing for women to work while men fought the war, but to put them in the line of fire? That was just indecent.
“Well, good to know my life isn’t as much of your concern as public opinion,” Juliet joked.
Lottie frowned. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Relax, Lottie, I’m taking the piss,” Juliet returned with a wave of her hand.
She paused, mulling over the offer Lottie was bringing. She wasn’t in much of a position to refuse work, but the idea of covering that gruesome story was almost too much to bear. Even if she was a bit interested in what the Americans were doing. Then, something else crossed her mind.
“Why do you want this covered so badly?” she asked.
Lottie’s face flushed and her mouth drew tight, which Juliet understood to mean the reason would not be to her liking. She braced herself.
“A family friend is with the Wiltshire police,” Lottie admitted. “He thinks it would look good for the department to solve a case like this and put the murderer away. And to have the press cover it, especially a London paper with circulation throughout the country.”
Juliet couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes. “You’re killing me, Lottie.”
“This is the deal I’m offering,” Lottie sighed. “I know you’re opposed to it, but this is the compromise I’m willing to make.”
Juliet considered her options. She did need the money. But the subject matter and the reasoning were so against her ideals and ethics as a journalist. How could she live with herself if she broke them for money? But there was her mother to consider as well. Which brought up another objection.
“Even if I wanted to,” she said. “I can’t. It leaves no one here to look after Mum.”
“I thought you had a brother,” Lottie returned.
“He lives on Guernsey,” Juliet reminded her, minding her tone so she wouldn’t sound too bitter. “Otherwise, I’m certain he’d be here.”
Lottie shifted uncomfortably. “I apologize. I forgot.”
“S’fine,” Juliet replied.
“Can’t you hire someone to look after your mother?” Lottie asked.
Juliet only raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her - as if to say, “you’ve seen the house, you think we can afford help?” Lottie understood the implication.
“What if…” Lottie trailed off, considering. “What if I hired someone to look after her?”
Juliet blinked. “That’s...generous of you, Lottie, but I’d never be able to pay you back or -”
“Don’t worry about that,” Lottie said. “I want this story and - believe it or not - I want it done well. I know you’ll handle it as tastefully as possible and you could really show that -”
She was cut off by the kettle screeching its completion to boil, so Juliet went to take it off the burner and fetch some tea cups. She poured the tea and served it, and Lottie thanked her quietly, almost abashed by her admission to decency. But there was something more.
“Really show what?” Juliet pressed.
Lottie heaved a defeated sigh. Like admitting this was something that exasperated her. “That women can handle tough topics. It’s not covering the war, but it’s a step in that direction.”
Juliet couldn’t help but agree. If women could handle murder and the investigation surrounding it, surely women could be seen as sensible enough to tackle tragedy on a larger scale. They weren’t going to faint at the sight of blood or burst into tears over sentimentality. She couldn’t help herself. Juliet wanted to be part of that narrative.
“Lottie, I’m surprised at you,” she teased. “I didn’t take you for such a feminist.”
Lottie’s jaw dropped and she gaped at Juliet, totally affronted at the suggestion. “I am no such thing!”
Juliet shrugged, unfazed. “Yeah, I probably wouldn’t be either if I had your tits.”
Lottie could only sputter in response and Juliet snickered before sipping her tea.
“Juliet!” Lottie scolded.
“I’ll do it,” Juliet said suddenly.
Lottie closed her mouth, stunned. “You’ll - you’ll do the story?”
“Yes,” Juliet assured her, smiling. “You’ve given me a real reason to. And if there’s someone here to look after Mum and I can get a bit of war news as well, then what choice do I have but to say yes? You drive a hard bargain, Lottie.”
Lottie’s relief was palpable. “Thank you, Juliet. Really.”
“When do I go?” Juliet asked.
“There’s a train to Aldbourne tomorrow morning at nine,” Lottie said.
“I’ll be on it.”
***
Aldbourne was probably a village that once called itself sleepy. But now it was overrun by Americans - mostly paratroopers - which created an upheaval the likes of which many residents had never seen before. There was life in the town. The Women’s Land Army, or “land girls” as they were called, were taking full advantage of the flirting opportunities that arose with these American men, who lacked British decorum and were therefore prime targets for a fling. As Juliet walked from the station to her lodgings, with all the people mulling through the heart of the village, she found it almost hard to believe she was there to report on a murder.
Lodgings were difficult to come by with the Americans billeted in just about any space they could fit. Even horses were having to share their stables. But Lottie pulled some strings and got Juliet a room above the Blue Boar, a pub. She wasn’t sure how much sleep she’d really be able to get with the noise of a pub below her, but she didn’t dare complain. Not when she was one step closer to getting what she wanted.
The owner was a portly, older gentleman by the name of Jacob Powell. His kind, round face welcomed Juliet warmly, and she was grateful for the reception. She didn’t want to infringe too much on his hospitality, so she refused a cup of tea for the moment, insisting she needed to get unpacked and to the police station as soon as possible.
“Oh, yeah, that's a gruesome business about the little girl,” Jacob said. “Are you really going to write a story about it?”
“I’m no Agatha Christie or anything, but I’m going to do my best,” she returned, keeping her tone light. She wasn’t in the habit of discussing a story with just anyone.
He shook his head. “It’s just a right shame.”
“Concisely put, Mr. Powell,” she replied. “If you’ll excuse me.”
“Right, sorry,” he said bashfully, and he reminded her that the offer for tea still stood if she changed her mind before closing the door behind him.
First, Juliet set down her suitcase with her clothes. Second, she heaved her typewriter onto the desk in the corner of the room. It was beside the one window that looked out onto the street. Juliet approved of the set up since she liked natural light while she wrote. She got her things exactly where she wanted them, but hadn’t bothered to remove her hat and coat since she was going right back out. Securing her notebook, pen, and room key, she left.
The police station was one of the dullest she’d ever seen. Given the nature of the town, it didn’t surprise her. Lottie’s contact was Otis Allen, a lieutenant in the Wiltshire Police, who was still in Aldbourne to lead the investigation. He was a tall, thin man, with kind blue eyes and straw-like blonde hair. Rather unimposing for being in law enforcement. But Juliet observed right away the misshapen mound where his right ear should have been. He mentioned it before she had the opportunity to ask.
“Sorry about the grisly ear,” he said. “My gift from the Germans last time they had a go at us.”
“A bit rude,” she teased. “Flowers would have suited just fine, I think.”
He chuckled at that as he gestured for her to take a seat across from him at his desk. With that, she noticed a gnarled hand - the few fingers he had left were permanently curled under themselves. He disguised it fairly well with a glove, but she saw anyway.
“Those Jerries really overdid it on the gifts,” she remarked. “I bet it wasn’t even your birthday.”
He fully laughed at that and she noticed his expression softened. When they’d met, he’d been a bit rigid, but his muscles relaxed now, put at ease by her gentle humor.
“Thanks for that,” he said.
She cocked her head to the side. “For what?”
“For the jokes,” he answered. “Ever since that war, all I get are pitying looks or fear. Thanks for treating it like it’s...normal.”
“I’ll leave pity to the nurses,” she said with a smile. “Now, what have you got so far on the case?”
He went over the basics with her. In September, a six-year-old girl, Peggy Lee, was drowned in the tub, allegedly by her host, Meredith Fisher. Peggy had been with the Fisher’s since January with no reported issues. When Peggy did not arrive for school the next day, her teacher phoned the Fisher’s home with no answer. They chalked it up to Peggy being ill or some other explainable matter, and moved on. When she was absent the following day as well, they called again, and Meredith told them that yes, Peggy was ill, and could not come to school for a few days. Ashley Fisher, Meredith’s husband, was in London on business at the time, and when he returned at the end of the week, found Peggy’s body and called the police. Meredith claimed initially there was an accident, but evidence from Peggy’s autopsy proved foul play was involved. Juliet took fervent notes as Otis explained it all, trying not to get disgusted by the whole thing.
“Where is Mrs. Fisher being held now?” Juliet asked. “Surely not here in Aldbourne.”
“‘Course not, she’s in Trowbridge,” Otis assured her. “Mr. Fisher is here though, if you’d like to speak to him.”
She blinked. “Is he an expert on the case or something?”
“Well, no -”
“Then what insight could he possibly give me?”
“He’s a witness,” he reminded her.
“Investigators and lawyers question witnesses,” she said. “I need facts from experts to put the story into context. His testimony would only sway readers' emotions, and that’s not what I’m after.”
He smiled. “Well. You’re not like any reporter I’ve ever met.”
“I should hope not,” she returned. “I’m not covering this for the sensation. Why do you think I haven’t asked you where the Lee family is?”
His eyebrows went up a ways on his forehead. “You’re not going to interview them at all?”
She shook her head. “Nope. An interview with them is even less useful than an interview with Mr. Fisher. They weren’t even witnesses.”
His eyes sparkled as he looked at her. “Right. Emotional appeal instead of factual.”
“Exactly,” she said. “And besides, I’m sure the last thing they need right now is some reporter sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong.”
“I like you, Miss Fletcher,” he said simply. “You’ve got...surprising respect for this. And a good head on your shoulders.”
Juliet forced a smile to swallow her question if he’d be surprised by her if she were a man. She didn’t know where her control came from during interviews, but she was grateful for it.
“Thank you, Lieutenant,” she said. “Lottie told me the goal was to get this story widely circulated, and I truly believe that’s possible with the facts alone. I don’t believe in patronizing the audience to get their attention.”
“You’ve got more faith in people than I do,” he scoffed. “But I like your style. I look forward to working with you.”
“The feeling is mutual,” she returned. She did like Otis, even if he had briefly underestimated her. “Tomorrow I’ll be able to meet with the doctor who conducted the autopsy, yes?”
“Yes,” he confirmed. “The prosecution is having a psychiatrist evaluate Mrs. Fisher this week, so I’ll keep you updated on that as well.”
“I’d love an interview with the prosecutor too, if that’s possible,” she said.
“I’ll speak to him about it,” he told her. “Have a good evening, Miss Fletcher.”
“Thank you, Lieutenant.”
They shook hands before she parted. She made her way back to the Blue Boar, dodging GIs all along the way. They were winding down for the day, it seemed, going for runs, dates, or drinks, depending on their mood. She got a whistle or two, which she ignored, mentally going over her notes. She was also relieved she wasn’t going to have to fight Otis on how to do the story. She really was getting free reign on how to put this all together, and she was excited by the opportunities that meant for her.
Her excitement was sucked away when she reached the Blue Boar and found her things had been hurled onto the street. Her mouth fell open. She had only just arrived, what on earth could she have done?
She marched toward the door, straightening up to her full height, prepared to demand an answer from Jacob. But she didn’t have to go far, he met her at the doorway, blocking her entrance with a glower on his face that could have melted snow.
“What’s the meaning of this?!” she demanded.
“I don’t want any of your sort staying in my establishment!” he shot back. “Did you think you could fool me?! I read the papers!”
“What the bloody hell are you talking about?” she returned. “What papers?!”
He pulled a rolled up newspaper out of his back pocket and threw it at her. She caught it and opened it with a snap. She recognized it as a society gossip periodical that she usually tried to avoid. On the side of the page, she read the headline “ARTHUR BURNS’ EX-FIANCE TURNS LADY OF THE EVENING?” with a photo of her leaving the hotel she’d met Ron in, looking furious as she absolutely was that day. Her heart dropped as she read the copy beneath.
Desperate times must truly call for desperate measures, it began. Juliet Fletcher, 31, who just earlier this year was scorned by Arthur Burns when he terminated their engagement, was spotted leaving a hotel after a rendezvous with a mysterious American. The receptionist, who wished to remain anonymous, said Fletcher returned the following day, found the Yank gone, and stormed out, seething.
‘It was clearly a dispute over money,’ the receptionist said. ‘They left the hotel together early in the morning, and she came back in the evening after he’d checked out. She was so sneaky about what she needed, I knew it couldn’t be anything respectable. And then to be as furious as she was about his leaving, it was obviously about an unpaid sum.’
Could it be that Miss Fletcher has fallen into disgrace after Mr. Burns left her? Could it be that she needed additional income after becoming accustomed to the Burns lifestyle? What else could possibly drive her to stoop to such lows?
The Burns family refused to comment for this story, and Miss Fletcher herself appears to be out of town at the moment. And who can blame her?
“Oh, this is ridiculous!” she cried. “It isn’t true!”
“Pictures don’t lie, missy,” Jacob practically spat. “Now clear off from my property or I’ll have the police on you!”
A small crowd had gathered to watch the confrontation unfold. Doubtless, the raised voices had drawn attention to them, but Juliet could not bring herself to care. The injustice of it made her blood boil. She squared her shoulders and planted her feet.
“It’s not true, you idiot!” she shouted. “This paper is known for misrepresenting the people they write about!”
“I said - CLEAR OFF, YOU!” he roared.
She scowled at him as fiercely as she could manage, but he slammed the door in her face. Head held high, she went and snatched her things off the ground, slinging them onto her shoulders before facing him again.
“THIS ISN’T OVER!” she hollered back. When she turned on her heel and saw the Aldbourne residents watching with avid interest, she snapped at them too. “Should we have sold tickets?! Mind your business, people!”
Properly scolded, they scattered like roaches. Juliet heaved a sigh, wondering where to point her feet. Fuming, she considered parking herself outside the door and shouting until Jacob had no choice but to hear her out, but she couldn’t risk arrest. Not when she was relying on the police as sources for her story.
Her thoughts were completely interrupted when a platoon of paratroopers jogged across the square from where she stood. Leading them was the man Juliet held solely responsible for all her troubles as of late - Ron Speirs. She told herself not to get distracted by the sweat on his brow or the way his backside looked in the little shorts he had on, and focus on what mattered. He was getting away with what had happened - or rather not happened - while she was publicly shamed. Abandoning her bags, she hurtled after the platoon, catching up with surprising speed in her heels.
“HEY!” she bellowed.
The whole platoon stuttered in their cadence, and the few in the back turned their heads at the sound of her voice. Ron either didn’t hear her, or ignored her, and she wasn’t sure which was more infuriating. She gained on them. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to get louder, absolutely refusing to be ignored.
“RONALD SPEIRS!” she yelled.
He called his men to a halt, stopping alongside them and turning to face her. He blinked in surprise at the sight of her - he had evidently not expected her here - but he didn’t say anything right away. She caught her breath as she marched up to him. This time, she was ready, wallet in her coat pocket. She whipped it out and brandished it like a sword.
“No one pays me a kindness and gets away with it!” she shouted, popping the wallet open and fishing out the bills she owed him. “That,” she slapped the first few onto his chest, and he caught them before they fluttered to the ground. “Is for my half of the hotel room!” She did not acknowledge the snickers that went through the platoon, and then forced a second handful of money into his hand. “And that is for the potatoes and cab fare!”
He looked levelly at her. “I really didn’t expect to be -”
“I don’t care what you expected!” she continued. “You left me to look like a prize idiot!”
He glanced at his platoon, who were murmuring to each other as speculation began about how their lieutenant knew this strange woman.
“I’d rather have this conversation in private if it’s all the same to you,” he said.
“It’s not all the same to me, you punk!” She accentuated this with a shove to his arm. He didn’t move, but it made her feel better. “You humiliated me in front of the stupid hotel girl, which has now resulted in me losing my lodgings, so yeah, I’m going to stand here and embarrass you in front of your little mates!”
“Juliet -”
“How dare you leave before I could pay you back!” she went on fiercely. “You said you’d be there! You lied right to my face! Like a - a - a liar!”
“Eloquently said,” he returned.
“I don’t need your wise-ass remarks!”
“Settle down.”
“I WILL NOT SETTLE DOWN!”
Her face was red with how much yelling she’d been doing, so she took a deep breath to collect herself. She felt a tingle in her throat, so she tried to clear it.
“I’m going to, though,” she said. “Not because you told me to, but because my voice is getting hoarse.”
He stared at her for a beat. “Okay. Why don’t you start from the beginning?”
“The receptionist at the hotel in London spoke to a gossip columnist about seeing us together,” she said. “Now, the owner of the Blue Boar says he won’t have one of ‘my sort’ in his rooms.”
“I see,” he said with a nod. “I’ll sort it out.”
“No, I can’t owe you another favor,” she returned.
“So you just came over here to yell at me?” he asked, to clarify.
“And pay you back!” she insisted. “Now that’s been accomplished, we can part ways and I’ll never speak to you again. Starting now.”
“Juliet -”
“Starting now!”
With that, she turned on her heel and stormed away. He watched her go for a moment, enjoying the way her skirt swished around her legs, the shape of which he enjoyed more than he cared to admit. Shaking his head to clear it, he faced his men again. He noticed the stifled laughter behind their hands and smirks on their faces.
“Something funny?” he snapped with a scowl.
They straightened up and muttered quick “no, sir”s under his glare.
“Good, we’ve got a run to finish,” he said.
They continued down the road. But Ron knew just what he was going to do afterward.
***
Night fell over Aldbourne like a frigid shadow. Juliet, with aching feet and chattering teeth, took shelter in a phone booth across from the Blue Boar, having scoured the village for anywhere else to stay to no avail. And she was not a moment too soon in closing the booth door. Just seconds after she did, a soft rain began to patter against it.
She needed to call Lottie and see what her options were. She couldn’t stay in Aldbourne without a room, but that put everything on hold. She pushed the coins into the slot and called Lottie at home, adding guilt to her weariness.
“Hello?” came Lottie’s voice after just two rings, which relieved Juliet a little since it meant she was not in bed already.
“Lottie, it’s Juliet,” Juliet said. “Look, something’s happened and your friend Jacob’s given me the boot.”
“What?” Lottie questioned. “Why?”
“Some stupid fucking article accusing me of being a prostitute,” Juliet snapped.
“There’s no need for that kind of language,” Lottie replied coolly.
Juliet hesitated a beat. “Okay, given the nature of what I said, I’m not sure if you’re referring to ‘fuck’ or ‘prostitute.’”
“Both,” Lottie said, and before Juliet could protest, she went on. “Tell me what you’re talking about.”
Juliet explained everything - that her arrival went fine, but at some point during her interview with Otis, Jacob had read that article about the hotel nonsense, and had refused to let her back inside.
“Now I’m stuck in a phone booth,” she finished.
A beat passed and Juliet feared for a fleeting second that her time had run out. She dug in her pocket for more coins, but Lottie spoke again.
“So...what were you doing in a hotel room with an American?” she asked.
“That’s your takeaway from everything I just said?!” Juliet cried, incredulous. “Lottie, I’m exhausted and freezing, I need a place to stay or a ticket home!”
“Was it something indecent?” Lottie pressed.
“No!” Juliet returned. “Look, I got drunk, I almost got hurt, and he just looked after me for the night, but nothing happened, I swear. Believe me, he’s the last man on Earth I’d ever want to shag, even if he is ridiculously good loo-”
She stopped suddenly and whipped around when she heard a knock on the door. There he stood. Ronald Speirs, looking expectantly at her.
“Son of a BITCH!” she swore, stamping her foot.
“I beg your pardon!” Lottie gasped.
“Must go, Lottie, my mystery American has returned,” Juliet said through clenched teeth. “Aldbourne’s about to have another murder on its hands.”
She hung up harshly, slamming the phone down before Lottie could protest. Then she wrenched the door and faced him, eyes blazing. She opened her mouth, preparing to dismiss him completely, but he beat her to the punch.
“Jacob changed his mind,” he said. “You can have your room back.”
She deflated and blinked at him in surprise. “I said I didn’t want -”
“Do you want a bed for the night or not?” he cut across her.
Her drained muscles screamed at her to agree, but her pride was stronger. She started to refuse him again.
“Buy me a drink, and we’ll call it even,” he said, as if reading her mind.
“That’s not really the same,” she argued.
“I didn’t go out of my way,” he told her. “The Blue Boar is where the officers drink. It came up, I explained, simple as that.”
“Okay, one drink.” She held his gaze. “And then we’ll never speak again.”
He looked into her eyes, so long and so intensely, in any other context she would have thought he might kiss her. But he didn’t. In fact, he didn’t do anything. He just shrugged, turned, and walked back toward the pub. She didn’t totally blame him since the rain was beginning to come down harder. With a defeated sigh, she scrambled to collect her things and followed him.
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