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neonjawbone · 2 years

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A little beachy get together of a lot of (not all) my trans femme characters!!

A thing I meant to post before the end of Pride Month. Since I didn't draw anything this year, I wanted to post this piece from summer 2020 that I never posted. June 2022 was really rough, so I’m also calling on some past good vibes. All we have are each other.

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acotars · 4 months

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books read in 2024

⋆ ⭒˚.⋆ january ⋆.˚⭒ ⋆

one dark window (the shepherd king #1) by rachel gillig

the murder on the links (hercule poirot #2) by agatha christie

pageboy by elliot page

house of sky and breath (crescent city #2) by sarah j. maas

rogue protocol (the murderbot diaries #3) by martha wells

cult classic by sloane crosley

malibu rising by taylor jenkins reid

the beauty of your face by sahar mustafah

exit strategy (the murderbot diaries #4) by martha wells

animal farm by george orwell

everyone in this room will someday be dead by emily austin

carrie soto is back by taylor jenkins reid

a court this cruel & lovely (kingdom of lies #1) by stacia stark

the rules do not apply by ariel levy

poirot investigates (hercule poirot #3) by agatha christie

yellowface by rebecca f kuang

every heart a doorway (wayward children #1) by seanan mcguire

house of flame and shadow (crescent city #3) by sarah j. maas

* · ✦ · * february * · ✦ · *

beautyland by marie-helene bertino

bride by ali hazelwood

network effect (the murderbot diaries #5) by martha wells

fugitive telemetry (the murderbot diaries #6) by martha wells

faebound (faebound #1) by saara el-arifi

the raven boys (the raven cycle #1) by maggie stiefvater **

.✦.· *. march .*· .✦.

interesting facts about space by emily austin

penance by eliza clark

the book that no one wanted to read by richard ayoade

pride and prejudice by jane austen

unlikeable female characters: the women pop culture wants you to hate by anna bogutskaya

the shame by makenna goodman

greta & valdin by rebecca k. reilly

reading goal: 28/100

add me on goodreads !

#kate's reading log #books read in 2024 #2024*#feel free to blacklist 'kate's reading log'!

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ladycamillewrites · 1 year

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Against the Odds

Chapter 10 - Don't be sorry

warnings: pregnancy stuff, emotional scenes, cussing

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“Chris? Can you hear me?“

“Tom! G’day mate! I know I might’ve overstrained your nerves yesterday“ Chris sighed, suddenly feeling a bit guilty for throwing the overwhelming piece of information at his best friend on a random Thursday night. Wile he was out with Benedict.

“No, it’s- I… fuck, man“ Tom’s husky voice echoed through the Aussie’s phone, self-doubts were battling rays of hope for a brighter future in his voice. “I’m in Dubai right now“

Short silence.

“Erm, you are where?“

“Dubai. It’s a three hour layover but those guys have quite the comfortable business class lounge“ Tom replied, the rattling of cutlery adding to the background noises.

The gears in Chris’ head shifted fast, the realization of what his best friend was doing set in like a lightning. But honestly he didn’t expect anything else. Tom was a good man with a strong heart.

“Oh god, thank ya. Y/n is” he stopped for a second “Well, she needs you“, his voice vanishing in a whisper as he heard your high-pitched curse from upstairs. Perhaps the baby was giving his sister some thundering headaches again. A muffled giggle resounded from the actor’s vocal cords whereas Tom was on red alert.

“Is she alright? God, I should’ve come far earlier“ the Brit sighed, doing a desperate facepalm and his left forearm landed on the table with a dull smack. The Arabian specialties he ordered smelled tantalizing however, his hunger was gone.

“Bro, calm down. It’s probably just the baby doing it’s first moves. She always complains about how it tickles on the inside and she can’t do anything about it“ the Thor actor explained, trying to take the guilt from his friend. There was no real need to make him insecure by telling the first conjecture about the reason of your cry.

“Thank god. It sounds like her“ Tom chuckled lightly, freeing his forehead from the strong grip of his hand. Planes were taking off and pushing back behind the thick windows giving him hope to finally be reunited with the woman he loved more than anything else.

And his unborn child.

“So, If nothing gets in the way I’ll be arriving in Brisbane at 2pm“.

“I’ll pick you up, bro. Have a nice flight“ Chris hurried to say goodbye before his secret phone call would blow up.

You were bustling all around the house, finding something new to do every five minutes. The second trimester, despite of small movements of the baby and occasional migraine, was flooding you with energy and motivation to do the most random stuff at even more random times.

“Arielle? Where are you?“ Liam’s voice echoed from downstairs. “Bathroom. Thor tries to eat my bikini bottooooooms“ you yelled back, the panic in your voice amusingly audible. The fluffy Australian Shepherd was a sweetheart. Mostly. But sometimes he turned into Satan himself and tried to annoy the hell out of you.

“Thor tries to do what?“ Your youngest brother asked, the wicked entertainment obvious. Of course he found that funny. “When you finished laughing could you please get your pretty ass up here and put that dog away-ahhhhh!“.

Liam bit his hand to repress a roaring laughter while Chris fist banged on the counter top. Another desperate try to keep it in whereas your agitated curses echoed from above. Their gazes met and both knew they were absolutely defeated. Bursting out in crippling laughter the brothers bathed in your suffering.

“Liam and Chris fucking Hemsworth! I know y’all grinning like a shot fox. M’ gonna kill you by drowning in the sea“ you cried out before dull thuds announced you descending the stairs and approaching your brothers with the chewed string of wet fabric menacingly in your hand. “Nooo, don’t“ Liam cried out running away from you like a scared, giggling child. You were a mess with your brothers but hell, no one cared so it was just perfect.

“You’ll buy me a new crossie, friend“ you pointed at Chris who was still choking on a slice of mango. “Why should I?“ He threw his hands up in despair before the salivated fabric hit his naked torso with a wet smack. You weren’t to play games with right now but secretly you enjoyed the childish banter.

*ding-dong*

“Arielle, could you please accept the mail?“ Chris yelled from out of the garage. He just got back from grocery shopping and you were the only one dry and inside since your nephews were having quality time with their mother in the pool. Reluctantly, you got up, hasty legs carrying you towards the big, white door.

Lost in thoughts about Tom, the few months you relished in a perfect life with him London, you twisted the doorknob.

“Hello, my love“.

Your jaw dropped, hands flying up to cup your cheeks as the man you were thinking about nonstop stood in the doorframe, a pretty bouquet made out of lilies and roses in his hands. It felt like you were frozen, as if the person who played you as character just paused the game while Tom’s coy yet incredibly charming smile dazzled your widened eyes.

“May I come-“ he began, but the baritone voice you had missed so much died as your lips sealed with his. It was as if there had never been a second of pause, not even the slightest touch of difference. It was beautiful whereas you felt horrible inside. Hot tears teetered in the brink of your eyelids, ready to stain Tom’s notorious blue sweater.

“I missed you, darling“ he breathed as you parted for a second, causing the dam of your eyes to breake and gushes of salty tears streamed down you reddened cheeks.

You had basically abandoned him, left him without a trace and only a ludicrous excuse of a letter. Nevertheless, the man stood right here in front of you smiling thorough his own emotionality with the biggest doe eyes. He wasn’t angry, was he?

Honestly, you couldn’t even blame him if he was.

“Listen, Tom I- I am so fucking sorry” it blurted out of you, unable to meet his ocean blues and turning away from the door instead. Your step away allowed the Brit to enter, however, you were trying to get a safe distance. A few feet that would spare you from his beautiful face contorted in disappointment like a Bernini statue.

“Love, please”

“No, I can’t. There’s no adequate excuse for what I have done. I should have spoken to you before I left. I should’ve told you that I am…” your voice died in the sore passageway of your throat. Tom was unaware of your biggest secret, wasn’t he?

A whole damn child spending it’s thirteenth week of live in your belly was a hell of a secret. You felt like crumbling apart.

“Pregnant? I know, y/n” Tom’s soothing voice hoisted your gaze from the floor, rays of hope sparkling in your eyes and the broadly smiling man came closer. Was he alright with it? Would he possibly want to have a child with you? A thousand scenarios rumbled through your agitated mind, images of your happy family life fighting the idea of raising him or her alone.

“How do you-“ you began, your boyfriends sharp jawline pointing at your brother as he nodded agreeing wordlessly. Chris sat in the staircase grinning like a Cheshire Cat and holding both thumbs up in an affirmative gesture. Of course. How could you’ve been so stupid to tell him and not expecting him to tell his best friend who happened to be the father.

You scoffed, grabbing Tom’s hand and pulling him across the whole living room until you reached the terrace, elaborately peppered with exotic plants and a few loungers. Peaceful and peace was definitely what you desired the most. Inner peace with yourself and the man you were ready to lose everything else for.

“I found out the night of the London Awards but I was already in the tenth week. Remember when I stumbled and you dragged me to the ER?” you whispered, hands playing with vivid petals of the bouquet Tom had bought you. Oh, the scent was heavenly reminding you of the unique lilly-scented washing powder Tom used for his dress shirts.

Probably not a coincidence but a gentle innuendo.

“Oh god. Why- Why didn’t you tell me?” He panted, looking up from the glass table that separated you like bars of a mental prison. His question weighed heavy on your delicate shoulders, the tickle of your baby’s first tries of movements added oil to the fire that spread across every single sense. It felt shitty, as if you had committed a felony.

“Fuck“ you sighed, hiding your sensitive face in the last fortress of small hands. You had hurt him and blatantly so. Shifting uncomfortable on the soft leather, you stopped as his gentle fingertips brushed your bare knees, slowly pushing the hem of your dress upwards, calculated wave-like motions. “Thomas, I didn’t mean to fool you. I really didn’t. It was just… I-“ you began to stammer mid-sentence.

“Shhh“ he calmed your troubled mind, squatting from the leathery surface and reaching to grab your waist. A gentle flex of his exposed forearms lifted you upwards, coaxing you to straddle his lap. His scent invaded your nostrils like sedative gas, his touch melted your spent muscles like lava melts snow. It felt like the exact same home you left three weeks ago.

Guilt. That was what fueled your tears as soon as your face nuzzled in the crook of his neck. You had left him. Pregnant. You could never properly excuse this although your choice had been influenced heavily by the greedy, destructive voices that wanted nothing but drama and heartbreak.

“I know, darling. I could never reproach you for what you did“ he whispered, the big hand continuously tracing little circles and other swirling patterns on your back. “But I sincerely hope that you can give us a second chance“ the Brit purred carefully. “Please, love. I need you“ the last words flew silently in the Australian breeze like a heavy promise. A promise to your ears only before it got carried away.

“Would you want me back? After…well, I left you?“ You murmured barely audible against the drenched fabric of his signature sweater. Your tears had devoured his whole shoulder but the relentless sun would dry it in an instant anyway. A bit of wetness was Tom’s smallest problem at the moment.

“I’ve never not wanted you, y/n. Since the day Chris introduced me to you again I knew you would play the leading role my own, personal movie. God, I have thought about you since that day. Nonstop, not until this very second“

“Can we take a break from the world? Just us and the people who don’t judge for a little while? I need to get my life- we need to get our life sorted“ you paused for a little sigh, slightly hesitant to mention the ‘issue‘. “Especially since she’s with us“.

“So… you think it is a girl? Our baby?“ Tom breathed, the words sinking in like hot ash burning all his previous experiences and nurturing the new life he would be building with you. And with whoever little wonder was hiding in your womb. It was much to take in. “Our baby“ he repeated almost absent-mindedly, thoughts trailing off to how he would be a father in about… wait.

“How far along are you, love?“ The question dragged you out of the gleeful bliss of watching Tom’s gorgeous face contort in pure awe. “Fourteenth week so in the beginning of the second trimester“ you began to explain, your boyfriend’s lips twitching with every new piece of vulnerable information he got. You could almost smell his adorable excitement.

“Wow” his soft baritone cooed, almost in sync with your giggle. “With you wearing this loose dress I could never have guessed”.

“And yes, somehow I have the feeling it’s a girl. She’ll have your beautiful curls, Tommy“. You smiled so freely and happily for the first time in a long time. Your cheeks wandered up to give way to proud, curling lips and your pregnancy glow reflected the sun like a touch of divinity. He always wanted to have children once and with you being their mother, the actor couldn’t be any happier. He never had been to be exact, in none of his earlier relationships.

Tom hummed in approval, returning your smile before your delicate hand grabbed his, guiding it towards your stomach but he stopped, steel blue doe eyes searching for consent. He was a gentleman of the first waters. Always. Even if it was about his own flesh and blood growing like a wonderful flower.

“Go on“ you smiled coyly, gaze fixed on the Brit’s unique facial features scanning them for any sign of reaction as he touched your small bump. It wasn’t too big yet but clearly visible now that you brushed the fabric of the dress. “Christ“ he breathed, a sudden warmth spreading from his palms like a calming balm. You could feel how she was enjoying her dad’s touch.

For the first time knowingly.

“You’re gonna be a father, Thomas Hiddleston“ you snickered. The angelic sound of your words and their overwhelming meaning dragged the curly haired Brit out of his trance and back into the reality he would cherish and treasure like a guard dog.

“We- we’ll have a baby“ he eventually whimpered with a sniffy tone. The man had lost control over his words or expressions. “I thought it was impossible for me“ you mused, smiling to yourself at all the comments and bottomless accusations Nate had planted in your mind.

Bullshit. It had all been bullshit and Tom, the real love of your life, had proven it.

Nate could proudly go fuck himself because you had everything you wanted.

But deep down you knew this triumph wouldn’t be for too long. In a few months the premiere of ‘The Moralizer‘ would take place with compulsory attendance for you and Tom. Logically the world world would know if you came.

However, you wanted to keep this piece of heaven for as long as it lasted. In private.

“God, y/n. You're growing a wonder. I can’t wait to meet him“ he chuckled pulling you in a gentle kiss and lavishly toying with your lower lip. He was devastatingly seductive as always but suave in his tender touch.

“Him? So you don’t think it’s a girl?“ You mused against his wet lips, both of your mouths curling in fond smiles and giggles.

“Hmmm“ he hummed, the dark timbre of his voice always remaining you of Loki, the Asgardian god you had a massive movie-crush on since the first Thor movie and naturally it got progressively worse. To your defense, you weren’t alone. “No. It’s gonna be a daddy’s boy“.

“Tommy! What even is my role then? You cannot just claim little Hiddles!“

“Excuse me? Little Hiddles?“ Tom chuckled, butterflies swirling in his belly at your face all scrunched up in mischievous laughter and of course the cute nickname you had given the baby. He would copy that most definitely. ‘Little Hiddles’ he repeated in his head, pride swelling in his chest, the thought of you as the mother of his child was simple in it’s nature but utterly beautiful.

“Y/n, Tom? Can we talk for a second?“ A shy Elsa peeked around the corner of the brick column. She had been an angel since your arrival, the second person to know of your pregnancy in general and the best source of productive help you got so far. She had three kids after all.

“Sure, and thank you for letting me stay, Elsa. Truly“ Tom unwrapped his charming, British smile making Elsa return it a mere blink of an eye. This man was a honeytrap for every breathing being, a fluffy looking predator that could lure anyone he wished. But it was you who owned his pure heart. You and baby-Tommy, of course.

“You’re something like my brother-in-law so how could I say no?“ She giggled, sitting down opposite of you. “Have you told him about the appointment and the little thing we’ve planned?“

You but your lower lips, sudden nervousness cursed your veins at the thought of today’s ultrasound appointment. The biggest one in a while and with a little luck, the doc would be able to determine the gender. Hopefully, everything was alright with your little wonder. You couldn’t bear any complications in this emotionally vulnerable state. Not with the newfound happiness Tom brought with him from London.

“Well, erm I thought you c- can“ you begun to stutter like a child, your gaze jumping from Tom’s right eyes to his left. “She has a big exam today and now that the daddy is here…“ Elsa tried to help you, nodding affirmatively until the words slipped from your tongue.

“Would you like to come with me?“

“If you would have me, dove“ Tom cooed with excitement tugging at his lips.

Chris’ wife was slowly melting but not from the Australian sun, no, from the utter cuteness of the whole scenario. It felt like the final, happy reunion in a rom-com with the best actors on the planet. To her you definitely were.

“And Elsa wants to organize a gender reveal party if that’s okay with you, baby“ you snickered against his muscular chest, the training for Skull Island and the Moralizer was still showing off so seductively. If everything was going well later, Tom would definitely not be allowed the leave the bedroom tonight.

You were touch starved and so was he, his hips subtly bucking as you leaned back, temptingly putting your cleavage on display for him.

Oh, the passion never died.

“I can hear it in your voice, dove. You would love this, wouldn’t you?“ He mocked playfully, long digits flying to hold you in place. “Maybe“. The giggle spoke volumes, making the handsome Brit set up the serotonin-boosting smile you loved so much about him. The shiny teeth reflected the sun like luxurious pearls while you drowned in the ocean and sky blue shades of his almond eyes.

A beautiful man and all yours. Hopefully, forever.

“Ready? It could feel a bit cold“ the doctor asked for consent before applying the ultrasound probe on your bump. It tickled, felt weird but Tom was sitting right next to you caressing your arm and smiling like an exited kid. You wouldn’t know whether it was a girl or a boy since Elsa planned the party for you.

The doc knew so everything that came out of his mouth were the standard affirmations. You smiled at Tom, watching him look at the monitor with an awe-struck expression painting his sharp facials.

Fuck Nate. This was exactly what you wanted. This man and this little family.

But his smile died, brows furrowed in confusion as the doctor mumbled incoherent phrases to himself, moving the probe across your belly as if he was searching something.

“Ehm, is everything alright?“ Your dry voice was shaking and Tom’s big hand grabbed your left hand. The tension was palpable and thousands of bad scenarios began to flash in your irritated mommy-mind.

“Oh, sorry! Yes, it is actually all good twice“ he explained, fingers moving on the monitor to make measurements or whatever this device was capable of.

Your confused gaze met your boyfriend’s equally puzzled ocean blues, both unable to process what the doctor was trying to imply.

“You didn’t know?“ The older man asked again, an exited grin on his thin lips. “Sorry, know what?“

“You’re expecting twins, Ms Hemsworth“

“I beg your pardon?“ It blurted out of Tom, disbelief written all over his gorgeous face like an emotional love letter. The shock turned into a sweet realization as the monitor got turned and you saw the two tiny beings sharing your belly like roommates.

“Well, the babies are a bit small for your stage of pregnancy but it's nothing to worry about. Both seem perfectly healthy“.

Two babies.

“Oh my god“ you breathed, mouth agape from feeling you couldn’t even describe properly. Of course, you were overwhelmed for more than just a blink of an eye and maybe would need some days to really process this. However, the main emotions were pure luck, happiness and pride swelling in your fast pounding heart when glassy eyes met Tom.

* beep beep *

“Oh, excuse me for a minute“ the friendly doctor nodded, the honest smile on his face silently congratulating the happy couple before the he left.

“Twins, darling! You’re a wonder“ Tom sobbed, sweet tears rolling down the sharp path of his cheekbones until they hit your naked belly. It felt so wholesome yet utterly distant as you sat up, back against Tom’s chest and both staring at the on-hold image the doctor captured.

At first you thought you would never have a baby and now… two little creatures sleeping safe and sound in your bump. The natural consequence of your love to the most perfect man on earth.

“I- I don’t… we have to buy twice as much clothes?!“ It blurted out of you, realization slowly setting like dawn. Tom just chuckled, the deep sound intertwining with happy sobs and vibrating against your neck. He held you tight, one hand sinking down to cup your belly in such loving manner, the twins would surely notice.

“Looks like I have to order two Loki jumpers then“. “Sorry, you ordered what?“ You bursted out in laughter swiftly turning your shoulders to face the grinning man. He was Loki, there was no doubt. But the stubble of his beard was kind of distracting to the image of the ethereal trickster nevertheless, you loved it as much.

“You will be an amazing father, Tom“ you snickered, the tip of your nose touching his before his pointer brushed your chin and coaxed you into a passionate kiss. Tongues were swirling around each other, tears were mingling at your touching cheeks. This moment was one to treasure, one that was burnt deep in your memory. One that you shared with Tom forever and maybe would think about again when your twins had kids of their own…

“I’m so sorry I left you. Is there any way I could-“ but Tom was quick to interrupt “Love, we talked about this. No more apologies because I am happier than ever“ he breathed in between the heated kiss. Perhaps it grew a bit out of control, his greedy hands melting in the curves of your hips.

“Guys, I’ve heard you’re-“ Elsa stumbled in the room, the handle of her bag getting caught on the doorknob. With heavy pants you parted, mentally thanking the door for distracting your sister-in-law. There was no need for her to see you almost making out in the examination room of the local hospital, right?

“Twins!“ You grinned like a Cheshire Cat while it was still dawning on you that this meant twice the work, twice the fatigue and twice the bustle.

But hell, as if you couldn’t manage it with Tom on your side. You were ready for this luck of a challenge and so was your boyfriend, agog to tell his mom. You’ve met her already, even visited her a few times and she was so adorable. The perfect grandmother, you were sure.

Elsa squeaked like an overly exited child, jumping around to pull both of you in a hug. “Congratulations, you two“ she chirped, suddenly pulling back to stare at you with eyes widened and a silent o on her lips. “Oh gosh! I have to double up all the decoration and stuff“ it blurted out of her bestowing you a good round of laughter.

Unbeknownst to you the doctor returned, your documents and files in his hands.

“Mister Hiddleston, do you know your blood type by any chance?“ He intervened, the smile in his voice audible as the sweet serotonin swirling in the air infiltrated him as well.

“A negative, sir“ his answer came like shot leaving Elsa and you startled, exchanging funny looks as the doc completed the entries in your maternity record. “Well, you could shoot me in the leg and I wouldn’t know“ your best friend quipped nudging Tom in the side to elicit some kind of explanation.

Tom’s amused chuckle warmed your heart as you smoothened your blouse again, turning on the medical couch, your legs dangling freely. “While filming Skull Island they needed to know in case anyone got injured in the backland of Vietnam“ he explained, smiling at all the interesting memories he made.

“Have you heard that mini-Hiddlestons? Your daddy is a pretty cool guy“ you cackled, caressing the small bump hidden by comfortable leggings.

“Twins? Are you kidding me mate?“ Chris’ deep voice echoed through the whole house as Tom proudly presented the ultrasound picture the doc gave you. “What?“ India squeaked running towards her daddy and swiftly grabbing the photo. Logically, it was just a weird black and white image of something she was far too young to realize but her youthful joy was unstoppable.

“Like Tristan and Sasha?“ She asked Tom, small eyebrows furrowed in concentration to process the gleeful situation. India had idolized her aunt y/n since the day she was born and finding out there would be more kids in her family soon was totally awesome to her.

“Exactly. Maybe this kind of luck runs in the Hemsworth-blood?“ Tom joked patting his bro’s shoulders; the man as hard as rock yet fighting happy tears like a toddler. “You have no idea what multiplying this kind of work means“ your big brother tried to detract from his emotionality but Tom just laughed it off.

There was no space for worries or fears right now. Just bliss.

“Chris, what the hell?“ Liam intervened crossing his arms in front of his chest defensively. The youngest brother sometimes actually was the most reasonable. “Are you really just terrifying him? Give this man a break“.

“Exactly, Chris. Listen to your brother“ you feigned seriousness while jumping on Liam’s back letting him carry you around the house like a human horse. “To the fridge“ you commanded strictly, extending one arm with your fingers pointing to the kitchen.

The mini-Hiddles were hungry so the mango in the fridge was destined to die.

The other mango you knew was certainly better suited for more private times…

“Lucky you. The last few days she wanted me to drive her to Macca’s“ Chris sighed, getting up to indulge his begging daughter’s wish to go play with Thor. Tom was left turning around on the couch, his right arm resting on the backrest so that he could watch his beautiful y/n bickering with her brother. She was perfect, curling the corners of lips upwards with ease.

After you were finished arguing with Liam on how to cut a mango the right way, you were huddled up in Tom’s strong arms, the two of you enjoying the privacy at the pool. Light blue pool lights were creating flickering and swaying rays with the tiny waves rippling across the water surface. It was so peaceful, and so was your heart. Almost.

“Tommy?“ “Hmm?“ He hummed, eyes closed and tired from the excruciatingly long day. A stop-over flight, a fateful talk and finding out he was gonna be the dad of twins had the Brit’s mind dizzy.

However, it was a good kind of dizzy, the way you would feel after a fun rollercoaster ride.

“What do you say about taking some time off? I want to to savor this with you before we have to face reality again“ you spoke, barely audible in the valley between his biceps and torso. You knew it was going to happen and the media outcry would be heavy. Needless to say you weren’t keen on Nate’s fucking stupid comments.

But they would meet your ears soon enough and you wanted to be prepared.

“Of course. I already told my manager about a break due to personal reasons. Are three weeks fine with you, darling?“ He cooed, dexterous digits toying with a strand of your hair sprawled across his bare chest. You could feel his defined pectorals flexing as his arm reached out to cradle your figure lovingly.

“More than fine, my love“ you grinned up at him. “We will be stronger than ever“ He added while his ocean blues wandered your bikini clad body greedily. Oh, how well you knew this look and what would follow.

“I hope so, Tommy. But let’s not waste time on those idiots, shall we?“ You chirped, his subtle beard tickling your delicate skin as your lips sealed agin.

a/n: twins guyssss 🎉 let's see if the newfound happiness lasts

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natasha-in-space · 11 months

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What are your Headcanons for the rfa if they were fairytale characters?

This ask has certainly reawaken my childhood interest in fairytales and mythical creatures! It's always fun to play around with magical au's, so I had a lot of fun pondering over each respective character, and what role would they play in a fairytale setting. Btw, feel free to shoot me another ask if you were referring to actual characters from various fairytales, 'cause I have ideas on that front as well!

Yoosung

Unicorn. Now, this may seem like a very odd choice for him, but there's actually some reasoning behind it! Unicorns are often depicted as skittish creatures, who are actually very fierce at heart. I can't help but compare them to Yoosung in that regard, as he's often viewed as somebody who's a bit of a scaredy cat when, in reality, he is a person with a heart of gold who will fight tooth and nail for something he knows is right. Kind of like unicorns sometimes serve as protectors of nature and its many creatures in need of care. They are also deeply intertwined with healing properties, which fits right in with our boy Yoosung. Do I imagine him as a star-themed unicorn? Yes. Yes, I do.

Zen

Merfolk. Well, that was an easy pick! What could be more fitting for our darling star of the RFA than these beautiful and mystical creatures of the sea? Merfolk often symbolize individuality and independence, and those traits are very prevalent in Zen's life story. Be it through the tale of Ariel rebelling against her controlling father, or the tales of the sirens (which are different from mermaids but are worth mentioning regardless since they're often intertwined with one another) luring those unlucky enough to disturb their home waters to their demise, merfolk are mysterious and freedom-loving creatures. I can imagine Zen struggling to make a life for himself, as every human he meets falls for his beautiful voice and mesmerizing beauty... But, all he wants is to be seen for his skills and passions. There could be a very intriguing love story to be written about a merman Zen falling for a runaway sailor MC!

Jaehee

Faun. While fauns are creatures who are only depicted as men, we can bend the rules a little! This one's more of a biased choice of mine since I have a soft spot for fauns and their gentle nature. Fauns, similarly to satyrs, are half-human half-goat creatures, but they serve a distinctly different role from the aforementioned satyrs. While fauns are known for their occasional mischief, they are a symbol of harmony and balance between human existence and nature, and serve as protectors of the countryside and shepherds. There's something very sweet about imagining Jaehee as a reserved loyal faun slowly learning to accept that gentle loving part of herself and finding her own little community. I want her to create many delicious foods for the village she chooses to make her home and keep everyone's livelihoods safe and happy. (With occasional mischief of course!)

Jumin

Wizard. More specifically, dark magic wizard. It is simply way too fitting for his canonical fascination with the occult for me to overlook! Though, despite his affinity with dark magic, Jumin would use his powers strictly for necessary and good use. I could also see him being one of the most powerful mages in all the land, which is why he's also responsible for keeping the peace between every individual magic user. Could you imagine the damage a powerful witch or wizard could do if there were no regulations put in place? I see him also studying alchemy and potion-making in his free time. He is a responsible and wise wizard who's very in tune with his magic, but his status and power also keep him alienated from the rest of the world. Maybe a certain curious MC could help him with that? And yes, Elizabeth is his familiar.

Saeyoung

Dragon. This is another biased choice of mine because I just know for a fact Saeyoung is a huge nerd for dragons and has a dragon OC he loves with all his heart. To be fair, in some folktales, dragons do play the role of fierce protectors, loyal to those they hold dear and vicious to those who dare lay a hand on their treasure, be it in the form of literal gold or people they swore to defend. Either way, dragons are a force to be reckoned with, and it does describe our lovable but unforgiving redheaded on a pretty good level. Can you imagine? Him having to use his strength for horrible things, if only this meant his precious brother would be protected and happy? A lot of story potential for sure. I'd also like to imagine him having glowing dots on the underside of his wings that form various constellations. A reminder of his true gentler nature beneath all the blazing fire.

Jihyun

Phoenix. What could be more fitting for Jihyun's self-destructive devotion than a creature that literally sets itself on fire, only to be reborn again to repeat that very same cycle again? Not to mention the fact that fire brings a ton of very painful memories for him? He probably sees only the destruction his fire brings, overlooking the true beauty of it. Jihyun spends a lifetime neglecting himself and burning brightly for other people in his life instead of valuing his own tender heart. And, in the end, that's the exact reason why his fire hurt so many, despite his good intentions. But, phoenix's story is not one of loss and despair, it's a story of hope and renewal. I'm sure Jihyun will find his true strength eventually, and once he does, he will come out of the ashes shining brighter than ever before. Not for anyone else's gain but his own.

Rika

Faye. I quite like the idea of Rika being a faye with genuinely good intentions who was met with nothing but fear and loathing just because of who she is. See, fayes are known for their malice and the danger they entail for humans, especially children. It would certainly be hard to convince a bunch of paranoid and scared folks that you mean no harm. And, paradoxically, that's exactly what pushes Rika to eventually become the very same malicious and cruel faye everyone in her village claimed her to be. She abducts those she views as outcasts and brings them to her kingdom - a place where everyone can live in peace and harmony without fearing rejection or hatred. While faye can't lie... However, Rika is known for her extraordinary charisma and her elegant way with words. She can convince anyone to come to her side with one wave of her hand and just a tiny sprinkle of magic.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #yoosung kim #zen ryu #jaehee kang #jumin han #saeyoung choi #jihyun kim #rika kim #rika is TECHNICALLY part of the rfa #so i included her #i just like rika 😔

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Kaynar the barbarian has many odd experiences,but near the top is when his patron diety Bruno materialized in front of him ....And started flirting with him

Bruno:Hi sexy

DEcided to reboot Bruno the German Shepherd god as Kaynars patron god AND lover

@ariel-seagull-wings @themousefromfantasyland @theancientvaleofsoulmaking

#god X mortal #queer #oc #oc's art #oc's #male pred #vore oc #lgbtq #gay couple #furry #furry oc

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Sleeping Beauty Spring: "The Sleeping Beauty" (1954 silhouette animated short)

Lotte Reiniger, whose career spanned from the 1920s through the 1970s, was one of animation's great pioneers. Her delicately beautiful silhouette animation, a form of stop-motion that she created by backlighting flat cutouts of paper or wood, was some of the first animation used to tell serious stories rather than just for comedy. Her 1926 film The Adventures of Prince Achmed is the oldest surviving full-length animated feature, predating Disney's Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs by more than a decade. Over the course of her long career, she made two versions of Sleeping Beauty: one in 1922 in her native Germany, which is apparently lost, and this 10-minute short from 1954, which she produced in London after relocating there.

Despite being British-made, The Sleeping Beauty reflects Reiniger's German origins by following the Grimms' version of the tale, with only a few light embellishments. It opens with the King and Queen overjoyed by the birth of their daughter, Princess Beauty, and planning a celebration. But they find that they own just twelve golden dishes, so one of the kingdom's thirteen fairies goes uninvited. The next day, messengers venture out into nature to invite the fairies – beautiful, floating female figures in wispy dresses and with flowers and leaves in their hair, who sit on flowers or tree branches. At the castle, they accordingly give the baby princess their gifts. But far away, a tiny dragon-like creature informs the thirteenth fairy – a witch-like figure with a long nose and chin, clad in a spiky dress, and associated with thistles – that a feast is taking place without her. She promptly flies to the castle and curses Beauty to prick her finger and die on her fifteenth birthday. But the small, young Rose Fairy softens the curse to a hundred-year sleep. Nonetheless, the King orders all spindles destroyed, and his soldiers are shown taking spindles from weeping peasant women in town.

Fifteen years later, on her birthday, Princess Beauty is wandering in the garden, when she discovers a strange tower a short distance from the castle. From the window, an old woman beckons her. It is, of course, the thirteenth fairy in disguise; Beauty finds her spinning with a drop spindle and sits down to try it herself, only to prick her finger. When she falls asleep, the rest of the court instantly falls asleep too, and majestic snake-like briars surround the castle.

A hundred years later, the Prince discovers the castle, and an old shepherd tells him the legend of Beauty. When he approaches the castle, the thorns part, and he soon discovers the tower where Beauty sleeps in her chair. He kisses her, the spell is broken, Beauty joyfully introduces her Prince to her parents, and the final image shows the outside of the castle as the briars magically vanish.

Like most of Lotte Reiniger's films, this short is silent, but with a male narrator telling the story in voiceover. But while the tale is simply told, the visuals make this version stand out. The delicate beauty of Reiniger's silhouette world, with fluid animation and with intricate details of leaves, flowers, clothing, and Gothic architecture standing out despite the medium of black cardboard cutouts, is perfectly suited to a fairy tale. These visuals are perfectly complimented by the gentle, delicate musical score of Freddie Phillips.

Short and silent though it is, this lovely Sleeping Beauty is a must-see for anyone who loves fairy tale adaptations and uniquely captivating animation.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @faintingheroine, @thealmightyemprex, @the-blue-fairie, @themousefromfantasyland, @reds-revenge, @comma-after-dearest, @autistic-prince-cinderella, @fairytaleslive, @paexgo-rosa, @thatscarletflycatcher

#sleeping beauty spring #the sleeping beauty #1954 #animated short #silhouette #animation #lotte reiniger

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The Creatures of Yuletide: Grandfather Frost, the Soviet Santa Claus

Grandfather Frost, or Ded Moroz, is a very peculiar character. Even with Soviet Union authorities looking down on Christmas traditions as pure bourgeois and religious propaganda, and initially looking down on him too for the same reasons, he rose in prominence as a symbol of the New Year festivities meant to replace Christmas and is to this day a symbol of Slavic holidays.

Grandfather Frost started his life as a snow demon in Slavic folklore, however, it's worth pointing out that before Christianity arrived the term had no negative connotations.

He was also called Morozko or Ded, and in this form, he appears in Russian Fairy Tales, a collection of tales collected by Alexander Afanasyev. In the story Morozko, or Father Frost, a little girl is abandoned by her wicked stepmother to die in the woods during the winter. Father Frost finds her there, and because the girl is polite and kind to him, he gives her a chest full of beautiful jewels and fine garments. When the greedy stepmother tries to do the same with her daughter in hopes the girl can get the same reward as her stepsister, Father Frost freezes her to death at the foot of the tree and carries her body back to her grief-stricken mother.

Some tales suggest he would kidnap children, and only return them when their parents provided him with gifts.

The character is from pre-Christian times, but under the Russian Orthodox Church, he was transformed.

By the end of the 19th century, Father Frost was a very popular character, appearing in operas and plays, but after the Soviet Revolution, by 1928, Soviet authorities declared Ded Moroz was "an ally of the priest and kulak",

On December 28, 1935, Pavel Postyshev, a Communist Party publicist and member of Joseph Stalin's inner circle, published a letter in Pravda, the official newspaper of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, in which he proposed to give Soviet children a return to “the atmosphere of fairytale and magic.” While the winter festival was rehabilitated, all religious references were removed. New Year's instead of Christmas became the main holiday, and Grandfather Frost became its symbol.

In 1998, the town of Veliky Ustyug in Vologda Oblast, Russia was declared the home of the Russian Ded Moroz by Yury Luzhkov, then Mayor of Moscow.

Now we need to talk about Snegurochka, the Snow Maiden, his granddaughter, and helper. She's inspired by a tragic character in Slavic fairy tales from the 19th century, where a snow doll comes to life and wants to experience the human world, only to end up melting as consequence.

In the play The Snow Maiden by Alexander Ostrovsky, she is the daughter of Ded Moroz and Весна-Красна, Spring Beauty. She wants to leave her parents behind and live in the human world, and her parents allow her to live as a peasant, arranging an adoption by two peasant parents. There she grows to like a shepherd named Lel, but her heart is unable to know love. Her mother takes pity and gives her this ability, but as soon as she falls in love, her heart warms and she melts.

Later this tale was adapted into an opera by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov.

And here's a Russian stop-motion adaptation of the story I found online.

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In the late Russian Empire, Snegurochka was part of the Christmas celebrations, in the form of figurines to decorate the fir trees and as a character in children's pieces. When the New Year's celebration was allowed in 1935, she was included.

Usually, former members of the URSS had their variations of Grandfather Frost and the Snow Maiden. After the Soviet Union Collapsed in the early 1990s, people returned to their old customs. Today, Ded Moroz is mostly celebrated in Russia, having gone out of fashion in other countries. Ukraine seems to have shifted from Ded Moroz back to St. Nicholas. There were rumors that Ded Moroz imagery was discouraged by the authorities due to conflict with Russia, but the Ukrainian Ministry of Culture refuted this

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#christmas #holiday season #The Creatures of Yuletide #ded moroz #Youtube

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Once Upon A Time Rewatch: Links to My Recaps

So, I finished 3 year long rewatch of ouat & ouatiw a few weeks ago and I thought I’d post links to my live reaction posts of each episode. If anyone’s interested in anything specific you can find it here. It’s also just to have them all in one place. I would love to see your comments about the episodes or in regards to any questions I raised, or anything really if you would like to add anything! I’d love to talk Ouat with you!

All Episodes Tag

Chronological Order | Last To First Order

Season One

Season Two

Season Three

Season Four

Season Five

Season Six

Season Seven

Once Upon A Time In Wonderland

#ouat #once upon a time #captain swan #rumbelle #snowing #emma swan #regina mills #killian jones #curious archer #knightrook #alice jones #mary margaret blanchard #david nolan #henry mills #ouatiw #ouat rewatch #ouat rewatch 2019

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Basic Information:

Name: Kuzco Llama.

Age: 18.

Place of Birth: Ana-Kainga, Kingdom of Dijeuni.

Current Home: Ana-Kainga, Kingdom of Dijeuni.

Occupation: Betrayed Lord / Shepherd.

Skeleton Bio:

Kuzco had a lavish life as a lord; being given whatever he desired which ultimately led to his large ego.

With his parents dying at such a young age- that left his advisor Yzma to bring him up to one day take over the estate. However- with her hatred for him growing with his building ego she made a plan to remove him from the picture.

Slipping a sleeping draft into one of his drinks, she placed him on the back of a farmer’s carriage. When he awoke he had no idea where he was. Just that he wasn’t home

Now trying to find his way back, Kuzco begrudgingly works as a Shepherd to make money all while planning his return to his estate.

Face Claim: Eduardo Franco. The face is negotiable but must remain Indigenous to the Americas.

This role is closed.

Credit: Ariel.

#character: kuzco #media: the emperor's new groove #status: closed

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Chag Hanukkah sameach, everyone! We have 12 great works for the third night of Hanukkah! The works are listed below in alphabetical order by title.

a hanukkah party's a rad excuse (to eat copious amounts of fried food) by flyingthesky/@hesatreat | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: We Are The Tigers, Be More Chill, Dear Evan Hansen Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Riley, Jeremy Heere Bingo Squares Being Filled: H1 - Miracle Rating: G Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Dreidel by Hollie47/@hollie47 | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: Star Trek Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): James T. Kirk & Spock Bingo Squares Being Filled: H1, A4 Rating: G Warning(s): None

Hanukkah Moodboard - April O'Neill by @dumpsterbagel | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: Rise of the TMNT Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): April O'Neill Bingo Squares Being Filled: H5 - Debate Rating: G Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Hanukkah Moodboard - The Little Mermaid (2023) by @dumpsterbagel | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: The Little Mermaid (2023) Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Ariel, Prince Eric Bingo Squares Being Filled: A2 - Menorah Rating: G Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Homosexuals (Shopping at Target) by flyingthesky/@hesatreat | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: Falsettos Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Whizzer Brown, Marvin Bingo Squares Being Filled: A2 - Menorah Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

I've Got You And You've Got Me by IndigoSun | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: The Old Guard Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Yitzhak & Booker Bingo Squares Being Filled: K2-They Tried To Kill Us, They Failed, Let's Eat, N2-Family, K5-Noshing, 51-First Night Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Light by bugsandcoffee/@bugsandcoffee | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: Captain America/Marvel Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers Bingo Squares Being Filled: K2 - presents Rating: Teen and Up Warning(s): None

N1. Sour Cream - Yelena Belova by aimmyarrowshigh/@aimmyarrowshigh | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: MCU, Hawkeye, Black Widow Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop Bingo Squares Being Filled: N1 - Sour Cream Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

N2. Family - Wanda Maximoff by aimmyarrowshigh/@aimmyarrowshigh | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: MCU, WandaVision, The Avengers Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Wanda Maximoff, Billy Kaplan, Tommy Shepherd, The Vision Bingo Squares Being Filled: N2 - Family Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

N3. Rabbi - Rebecca Rubin by aimmyarrowshigh/@aimmyarrowshigh | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: American Girl Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Rebecca Rubin Bingo Squares Being Filled: N3 - Rabbi Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

N4. Survival - Breha Organa by aimmyarrowshigh/@aimmyarrowshigh | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: Star Wars, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Breha Organa, Bail Organa Bingo Squares Being Filled: N4 - Survival Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

N5. Hanukkah Versus Chanukah - Ross Geller by aimmyarrowshigh/@aimmyarrowshigh | AO3 | Tumblr

Fandom: F•R•I•E•N•D•S Jewish or Jew-Ish Character(s): Ross Geller, Monica Geller, Rachel Green Bingo Squares Being Filled: N5 - Hanukkah Versus Chanukah Rating: T Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

#hanukkahbingo #hanukkah #fandom #jewish characters #jumblr

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primroseprime2019 · 10 months

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Ocs’ Parents Tag

Rules: Put down the parents of your OCs. Have fun :)

I’ll be doing this from Transcendants.

Mordecai Parker and Tabitha Dawn- parents to Gregory, Ringo, Rowan, Phoenix and Emma

Victoria Cole and Seth Jackson- parents to Harry Haddock

Latosha McHenry and Marcus Kendrick- Parents to Paige Kendrick

Undine Grey and Aiden Kane- parents to Natalia Grey and Cody Kane

Angie Blaze and Tiberius Bright- parents to Demetrius Bright

Felicity Valentine- mother to Charlotte Valentine and Victoria Valentine

Ronald Moon and Sharon Moon- parents to Marley Moon and Eleanor Moon

Ariel Shepherd and Brandon Breyer- parents to Shiloh Cross

Peter Pax- father to Kaitlin Swan

Fuli Runner- mother to Thomas Runner

Hannibal Christian and Wen Owens- parents to Joanna Owens

Madeline Black and Ivar Black- parents to Ivan Black

Tagging: @talesofsorrowandofruin @regalserpent @royal1asset-if @arijensineink @minutiaewriter @manuscriptsatmidnight @jinxneedssleep @wingsy-keeper-of-songs @movieexpert1978 and anyone who wants to join

#tag game

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simshousewindsor · 1 year

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WHAT MY FATHER WOULD WANT / “GOODBYE”

[Parish Church, Brindleton Bay]

Lady Danberry: Your Royal Highness.

Prince Rainier: Hi, Aunt Agatha. It’s good to see so many of Sofie’s sorority sisters in attendance.

Lady Danberry: Yes, it is. How are you holding up, my dear nephew?

Prince Rainier: Today is a good day. Thank you for everything!

Lady Danberry: Your cousin, Chase, is so happy to be included in the program. He looks up to you, Rainier.

Prince Rainier: I know everyone here wants me to speak, and I will, but I'll let Chase do the heavy lifting. He was moms only nephew and I think Dad would approve of him taking lead on things today.

Lady Danberry: Your father was so proud of you. Hugo followed you and Kate’s every stop during the Commonwealth Tour! Your mother did too! He’d call me every day and say “Sissy, guess where Rainier is today! Guess who Rainier met today!” I know you’re in pain, dear, but don't let it overtake you. Know how much you were loved.

Prince Rainier: Thank you. Kate and the kids have been such a bright light the last few days.

Lady Danberry: As they should!

Lady Danberry: Your father... my brother, he was my everything. Since losing my husband, Clifton ten years ago, it's been Hugo to bring me joy. That joy is gone. Your mother was warmth in a bottle. Sofie was too! She’d have tea with me twice a week...

Prince Rainier: ...Sofie. I was looking forward to spending time with her the most. We had so much to catch up on.

Lady Danberry: Now may not be the best time to have this discussion, Rainier, but it's the first time I’ve had you alone. You will now inherit your parents entire estate, which includes Atlantica Park. Although it was your mothers property and not your fathers, it’s closer to you and is vacant. With your mother, father and sister gone, I have no-one left in Brindleton Bay.

Prince Rainier: You want to move to Windenburg?

Lady Danberry: I do, nephew. I’m getting old. It’s also time I right a wrong with an old friend.

Prince Rainier: The Queen Mother? You two haven't spoken in 24 years.

Lady Danberry: Walk me to my seat, dear. I think the service is about to begin.

Prince Rainier: My answer is Yes, Aunt Agatha. Mom and Dad would want no-one else but you to live in Atlantica Park.

Chase: “One thing my aunt loved almost as much as her family was the beach. Before my own mother died 9 years ago, the two of them would spend hours on the water. Aunt Ariel had just spent 7 days on the beach in Sulani with her family. I know her final days were happy!”

Chase: “Uncle Lugo, on the other hand, wasn't as much of a beach lover but he’d do anything to make his wife and daughter happy! He’d always say he had three women to please; his wife, his daughter, and his sister Agatha but little Grace was his first granddaughter and she stole the show! His greatest love was probably his only son, Rainier. Watching you grow up to now having a son of your own, surely gave him great joy. My aunt, uncle and cousin believed in family and although they died tragically, they were together as a family. This isn’t Goodbye but a See you on the other side.”

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Princess Katherine: It’s not a surprise Lady Danberry would want to move back to Windenburg. You’re all she has left. I never knew she was a member of court when granny first arrived, though.

Prince Rainier: Her and the Queen Mother knew each other a long time ago. When the 20-year-old, Princess, Zarah, was schlepped over from Sulani to marry your grandfather, she didn’t know a soul. Aunt Agatha was at court and became the person who shepherded the Queen Mother, subtly, discreetly around the court when she was a new girl.

Princess Katherine: Granny has never talked of her first years at court, as Duchess of York, or of Lady Danberry. What caused their rift?

Prince Rainier: Aunt Agatha never said.

Princess Katherine: If Lady Danberry is indeed returning to Windenburg, there’s no telling how granny would receive her after all these years and clearly something bad happened...

Prince Rainier: I agree.

Princess Katherine: ...but that’s not our problem. For your benefit, and the kids’, I’m happy Lady Danberry is moving back to Windenburg. I can tell you are happy also. Knowing the two of you will be closer gives your parents even more peace.

Prince Rainier: It’s what my father would want!

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thealmightyemprex · 8 months

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Miguel:Hello everyone,I am Miguel .I was a shepherd,but now....HOw do I put this....Well I am the companion of two lusty beast gods.I am the lover of the Kings,Gau and Drago .By weird coincidence my friend Juana ended up the companion of a Beast Queen,Grishkali ,life is funny like that . Now you may have questions and I will be happy to answer your questions

@ariel-seagull-wings @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @themousefromfantasyland @greektragedydaddy

#oc #ask away

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a-ramblinrose · 1 year

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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || April 30 || Read In April:

Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Manhua Vol.1 by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù ★★★★

The Shepherd’s Crown by Terry Pratchett ★★★★

Little Weirds by Jenny Slate ★★★

Ariel by Sylvia Plath ★★★

Eye of Newt by Michael Hague ★★★

#justonemorepage #jompbpc #book photo challenge #book photography #books #2023 Reading #read this month #Not Out of Void But Out of Chaos

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sammaelsin · 1 year

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I thought I want to watch the movie and not get into trouble, she is a cute actress, a nice voice.

And I sympathize her for being opposed.

But I don't think Ariel's fans don't like because she's black. Black Panther and many others are black people's stories--they have no problem. The problem seems to be the feelings of the fans who love Ariel's identity as the ginger girl.

I really belive it because of that...

Because if I watch "101 Dalmatians" I expect to see Dalmatians, not German Shepherd dogs. Although I love all dogs.

So, I understand Ariel's fans too.