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is-today-tomorrow-in-nz · 4 months

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Why I cannot accept Alina Starkov as a protagonist

I have a love-hate relationship with Alina's character. Mostly hate though. I loved the few bright moments she had but I absolutely loathed the moments where she was came off as an utterly selfish, unsympatheic, sanctimonious brat which dried up the any pity I had for her.

When I think of Alina, the analogy that comes to my mind is elephants. When elephants are tamed their handlers use an interesting strategy. The handlers use the heaviest iron chains that are too strong for the young calves to break away to tether them. The young calves try as they might to break free, soon realise that the chains are stronger than them and give up. They slowly start to live within the limits of the chain. However as the elephants reach adulthood, the trainers switch to normal, lightweight chains to tie them up because, by now the elephants have been fully trained to believe that they are too weak to breakaway. So the elephants rarely ever attempt to test the strength of the chains or even attempt to escape. The elephants having forgotten the strength they posses, learn to live within the limits of the chains.

Alina is just like those elephants. She has the power of the Sun coursing through her veins and yet instead of raising up to the situation, she actively chooses to remain stagnant. She remains tethered with her one-sided affection for Mal, her crippling self esteem issues, her shame of having 'impure thoughts' and, her fear of becoming something more than she had imagined. Eventhough the chains does not help her realise her true potential or even give her room to breathe, she is unable to comprehend anything beyond it and remain fearful to breakfree.

Had she been a side character, then, all of these flaws would not have mattered. But she is the protagonist and the entire triology moves forward through her. I'm not belittling her fears but the problem with the Chosen One trope is that at one point, the Chosen One is supposed to break away from their shackles and overcome these fears as the story progresses. Because, the story is not about the Chosen One, it is about the cause they are representing. But with Alina we never see that growth and so the cause she represents remains unfulfiled. Rather than becoming the one moving the story forward, she becomes an elephant in the hands of her handlers- Nikolai, Mal, Zoya, Apparat etc. She goes where they direct her to.

We see her passiveness cause actual detriment to the story as she is directed to side with the 'good guys' instead of representing the suppressed people who sees her as a beacon of hope. And in the end her life or death did not impact the cause she represented.

People may say that she suceeded in killing the Darkling and took down the Fold. But neither was her true purpose. She was supposed to be the one who bridged the gap between the otkazats'ya and the Grisha. And so, her victory in the final battle does not satisfy the end goal as the person she killed also wanted the same.

By defeating the Darkling, she no longer becomes the Chosen One. Instead she becomes an instrument of the oppressor who actively wants to maintain the status of the monarchy which in turn thrived on the Grisha serfdom. From a passive protagonist she becomes a passive antagonist. And in the end of it all she serves no purpose to herself or the people she was supposed to uplift and goes back to her chained elephant life with Mal as her new handler.

And this is why I could never accept Alina as the protagonist.

#alina starkov #alina critical #shadow and bone analysis #anti shadow and bone #anti leigh bardugo #grishanalyticritical #girshaverse #anti alina starkov

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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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Smoking On My Ex Pack

Liked by jackharlow, urbanwyatt, druski2funny, latto777, mariahthescientist, arilennox, sza, and 645,098 others

yourinstagramname: happiest of birthdays to my love and my forever smoking partner urbanwyatt I love you even when you give me a headache 🥴🙃

urbandjackupdates: sis, delete this. he doesn't even claim you. you deserve better 😭

yourinstagramname: that's funny since he just got finished eating my ass like it was his last meal 🥴

druski2funny: I knew those damn twitter likes weren't far off

yourbestfriend: oh so you can smoke with the dude who looks like he could be a walking advertisement for head and shoulders with that long ass hair and not your best friend?

yourinstagramname: yourbestfriend your birthday was two weeks ago, please act accordingly. it's my favorite pisces turn

jackharlow: y/n, did you forget my gift? did it get lost in the mail? and the role of your favorite pisces is ME

yourinstagramname: jackharlow you got a nip slip from me once, that was one gift to last you a lifetime. don't ask me no more. and you iight, you not my favorite tho

cozane: 😭😭😭

jackharlow: yourinstagramname that's funny because you act like me and urb didn't share you that night but imma leave it alone

2forwoyne: I KNEW IT

urbanwyattsource: NOT THEM SHARING Y/N

yourbestfriend: urbanwyattupdates she likes all of her holes to be filled at the same time, urb in the back while she's riding jack lmao

urbandjackupdates: yourbestfriend but, one hole isn't spoken for?

yourbestfriend: urbandjackupdates yes it is, that was the night I sat on her face 🤭🤭🤭

druski2funny: yourbestfriend YALL HAD A FOURSOME AND I WASN'T INVITED, WHAT THE HELL?

urbanwyatt: all of yall talk too damn much 🙄

urbanwyatt: but I'd do it again too

druski2funny: urbanwyatt lemme watch next time

urbanwyatt: druski2funny no.

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urbanwyatt: best birthday gift that I could ever ask for. Love you baby 💕

urbandjackupdates: I never thought that I would see the got damn day. HE ACTUALLY POSTED HER 😭😭😭

yourbestfriend: lemme eat that ass

urbanwyatt: yourbestfriend back the fuck up, me first

yourinstagramname: urbanwyatt love you my urby

jackharlow: not yall fighting over who gets to eat her ass first, goodbye.

yourinstagramname: jackharlow you mad that you didn't get another nip slip? it can be arranged

urbanwyattupdates: Y/N IS FOR THE STREETS!!!!!

jackharlowsource: I mean I'm not mad at her, but how did she bag BOTH jack and urban? me when?!?

yourinstagramname: jackharlowsource this pussy got them in a trance oh and my throat game but I just bagged urban, yall can have the other one. but if I get tired of urban, I might have to switch

jackharlow: 👀

yourinstagramname: jackharlow don't start because I will call your ass out

jackharlow: yourinstagramname I DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING

yourinstagramname: jackharlow is a liar yall. 'I don't cum from head, but you can try though' headass. I HAVE DEBUNKED THE MYTH. I TRIED AND SUCEEDED.

yourbestfriend: BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHH CITY GIRLS UP 1000!!!

urbanwyatt: yourinstagramname this was a post talking about I loved you and your ass just causes chaos underneath it 🙄😐

yourinstagramname: urbanwyatt I'll suck your dick to make up for it

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siennawatts: late birthday post for my baby daddy urbanwyatt 🥰

can't wait to meet this little girl we created and I hope you see many more birthdays. Love you 💕

druski2funny: ahhhh shit 👀

jackharlow: somebody better hide urbanwyatt from y/n because....

druski2funny: jackharlow ain't you his best friend!?!

jackharlow: druski2funny look y/n goes axe throwing and her aim is good. I don't want NO PARTS.

yourbestfriend: urbanwyatt ain't enough ass eating in the world you can do for her to forgive you for this

cozane: urbanwyatt SHOW YOURSELF

yourbestfriend: and jack is right about the axe throwing part, I almost got in the line of fire and she woulda knocked my head clean off

urbandjackupdates: Y/N! I TOLD YOU! STAND UP BITCH! STAND UP!

urbanwyattupdates: I mean at this point y/n needs jack to get her pregnant

jackharlow: urbanwyattupdates LEAVE ME OUTTA THIS, I'M NOT TRYING TO DIE! I JUST SAW 25 AND MESSING WITH YALL I WON'T SEE 26!

claybornharlow: jackharlow urbanwyatt I can take y/n off of both of your hands because when she sees this, she's coming for blood. jack you may not have had a hand in it, but since you're the best friend, you're guilty by association

Two weeks later, you heard the door to your apartment open and you had a vase in your hand ready to go to throw it at Urban's head. He had you fucked up and you couldn't believe he thought that he could get away with cheating on you.

You were hiding behind the couch and when you heard Urban's footsteps coming closer, you stood up and threw it at him.

"OH SHIT!" Urban exclaimed and jumped out of the way before it hit the wall.

"HOW FUCKING COULD YOU?! YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU DIDN'T TALK TO HER ANYMORE AND THAT I HAD NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT! YOU FUCKED THAT BITCH AND GOT HER PREGNANT?!"

"BABY, CALM DOWN!"

"NO!" You said looking around for something else to throw and your eyes landed on the lamp that Urban had gotten you from Australia and you made a beeline for it which ended in him ducking to try to not get hit.

It shattered against the wall behind him and all he did was look at you in disbelief.

"YOUR ASS IS CRAZY, STOP THROWING SHIT AT ME!"

"OH, I'M CRAZY NOW? YOUR ASS HASN'T SEEN ANYTHING YET!"

"BABY, JUST LET ME EXPLAIN!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT. WHAT IS THERE TO EXPLAIN?! MAYBE I SHOULD FUCK JACK AND LET HIM GET ME PREGNANT AND YOU'LL SEE HOW IT FEELS!"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!"

"YOU FUCKING HEARD ME URBAN HENRY!"

"THE BABY ISN'T MINE AND YOU BETTER PUT THAT OTHER VASE DOWN!"

All you did was take a deep breath and slowly lowered it and Urban took this as an opportunity to snatch it away from you.

"She's doing this for attention because I haven't been texting or calling her back."

"Why does she still have your number is the question. If I talked to all of my exes, your ass would have a coronary."

"I- it wasn't the best idea."

"How am I supposed to know it's not yours?" You questioned while raising an eyebrow.

"Because I haven't slept with her since we started dating."

"Hmm, don't believe you."

"What is it going to take for you to believe me?! I only want you!"

"Even though it took you over a year and a half to fucking post me on social media, but the only one you want is me?! I fucking love you, but it only seems like you keep me around in order to keep your bed warm and at the end of the day, I don't mean as much to you as you say I do. I deserve better than that! I see the way you look at other girls when we go out and only pay attention to me when it's convenient for you."

"That... that's not true."

"You don't sound so sure, so until you are, get the fuck out of my apartment and out of my life. Find someone else to suck your dick as good as I do."

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yourinstagramname: I miss my old boo, but I ain't gonna tell him

jackharlow: 👀

jackharlow: I mean you could always call him....

yourinstagramname: jackharlow who said I was talking about urban?

jackharlow: yourinstagramname uh you did when you text me last night

yourbestfriend: well damn jack, just throw her under the bus

urbandjackupdates: not urban liking this pic, he got some nerve

druski2funny: has the baby been born yet?

urbanwyatt: druski2funny fuck off and y/n come on and answer your phone

yourinstagramname: urbanwyatt I don't speak to cheaters and I know you see what that cake says above. go be a daddy to that baby because you aren't mine anymore

cozane: y/n! lmaoooooooo

urbanwyattupdates: but can y/n really get mad? she fucked his best friend

yourinstagramname: urbanwyattupdates yes I can get mad because he approved of it and was there the entire time. I never homie hop without approval.

yourbestfriend: no the fuck she didn't lmaoooo CITY GIRLS UPPPPP!

yourinstagramname: selenosunni you up next my boy

urbandjackupdates: I AM FUCKING HOWLING AT Y/N! NOT HER TRYING TO FUCK SUNNI NEXT

selenosunni: wait, now why am I in it? 👀

yourinstagramname: urbandjackupdates and then it's cozane. trying to plow all through PG too by the end of the year. actually give me a month.

jackharlowupdates: WHAT IS FUCKING HAPPENING IN THESE COMMENTS?!

urbanwyatt: real mature of you 🙄 do me a favor and check your phone in five minutes

yourinstagramname: urbanwyatt sure I'll open it right after I open the dick pick that jackharlow sent me

jackharlow: NO I DIDN'T!

yourinstagramname: jackharlow love you my new boyfriend 😘

yourbestfriend: Y/N PLEASEEE STOP WITH THE VIOLENCE I AM SCREAMING 😭

yourinstagramname: yourbestfriend no. I like the new me who doesn't give a fuck because clearly my ex boyfriend didn't

You rolled your eyes as you went to open the text message that Urban had sent you. You hovered over it for a few minutes before finally deciding to click on it.

Urban- I admit, I did fuck her but it was only once. Let me make this up to you.

You wanted to stop reading right then and there, but you decided to keep going.

It was a DNA test.

And it was negative.

You- No thanks, I'll just fuck all your homies instead. City girls up 😘

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josefavomjaaga · 2 months

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Lavalette about the "divorce"

This is taken from "The Memoirs of Count Lavallette". An interesting remark (allegedly) made my Napoleon at the time when he finally decided to give Josephine the boot:

A few days before he had sent for me. He had been looking out for some friend of the empress, who might help to sweeten the bitter about to be presented to her. His choice fell on me. "The nation," he said, "has done so much for me, that I owe her the sacrifice of my dearest affections. Eugène is not young enough for me to keep him for my successor; nor am I old enough to give up all hopes of having children, and yet by Josephine I can have none. The tranquillity of France requires my choosing a new consort [...]"

Emphasis by me.

This statement, if true, would mean that the idea of Eugène suceeding Napoleon indeed had been around and had been seriously considered, at least by some people at court. But much more interesting to me is the reason why it can't happen, according to Napoleon: Eugène is too old.

Eugène, by the end of 1809, had only just turned 29. And with Naps being 40 and often enough in danger of being killed either in war or through assassination - would a successor old enough to immediately take over not have been advantageous?

But of course, Eugène also had been trained in the art of governing a country ever since he had been made viceroy of Italy (this fact was probably what made him look to some as the likely successor - he seemed as if Napoleon already prepared him for it). He was a grown man and, even if he usually in the end obeyed, he did have his own ideas.

Which was precisely the problem, in my opinion. A successor already old enough to develop his own political vision would have been somebody whose opinion an emperor might increasingly need to take into account. A newly born heir would not have any political ideas of his own for almost another two decades. Giving his father a lot more time to govern without the slightest considerations for anything but his own will.

This may have been the cause for Napoleon to call Eugène a "tête carrée" (blockhead, pigheaded) later on Saint Helena. Because Eugène indeed had dared to occasionally consider Napoleon's orders not quite perfect.

It's also why I feel like family life with the King of Rome might have turned much less idyllic very quickly, if Napoleon and his son had lived together until the latter reached puberty. Sooner or later, a Napoleon II would have decided he wanted to do some things differently than his father. And the opinion of the official crown prince could not have been brushed aside as easily as that of mere government officials.

#napoleon's family #eugene de beauharnais #antoine marie chamans comte de lavalette #the “divorce”#paris 1809

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just-an-enby-lemon · 3 months

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I have a lot of feelings about a universe where we know for sure Gwen and Elias share more than the surname. A universe were they were related and at least at some point close.

And is mostly because deep down I want someone to care about them. No one cared when Elias changed, when he died, no one noticed he wasn't himself. He had no one to see the differences.

And while I hope it changes no one seems to truly care for Gwen either. No cares how she is, her family only cares if she is suceeding, Alice openly distrusts and dislikes her (look I'm a Dyhard at heart and truly believe Alice cares somewhere in the middle of whatever she actually know and feels and doesn't show but rn there's no proof of it), Colin openly distrusts everyone (barr Alice), Sam is nice but doesn't care neither does Celia, Lena dislikes her but it is at least 70% Gwen's own fault, she also doesn't seem to have friends or any life outside working.

That's to say I want a reality where someone will miss Elias and where Gwen knows that at least at one point someone really cared about her.

#elias bouchard #gwendolyn bouchard #fuck you jonah you destroyed a perfectly normal negleted stoner #tma #tmagp #the magnus archives #the magnus protocol

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angywritesstuff · 2 years

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Feeding the U.S Army

summery: You’re a Masterchef contestant, and during the team challenge you and your team have to cook for 100 army men. Easy right?

Pairing: Captain Syverson x reader

Warning: very bad english, no proof-read. ENGLISH IS NOY MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES I’M SORRY.

I don’t even know what this is but I hope you like it

Masterchef! You had just passed the last selection and finally were going to cook in the Masterchef kitchen.

You didn’t really know what you were expecting when you send in your request to partecipate to the new season of Masterchef, the only thing you knew was that you loved cooking.

You had started cooking when you were really young: you were only eight when you helped your mom baking your dad’s birthday cake for the first time and you hadn’t stopped ever since.

It could seem strange for some people but, growing up in a farm, it was normal for anyone to help as much as they could: you had started with tidying up your room, you had learnt how to collect the eggs from the chicken goop first things in the morning, you had gone with your father to take care of the cows; but as soon as you and your family had found out how much you enjoyed spending your time in the kitchen, that had become your kingdom. You still helped with any other task if help was needed, but most of the time everyone left you do what you did best and what you loved the most: cooking.

So yeah.. you loved cooking: you cooked when you were happy, wou baked when you were stressed, you cooked when you were stuck in your own head, you went to the kitchen when you needed a moment to yourself knowing that very few people had the guts to follow you in your place in the house.

Anyway the idea of participating at Masterchef first come out while the previous season of the show was on air: you were in the kicthen (surprise surprise!), you were preparing everything for that night gathering; your father was keeping you company while preparing a fruit salad (the only thing you had given him permission to touch, he had pretended to be fed up with your behavior but you both knew it was just for show). You were talking, the tv was on in the background when a new episode of Masterchef had began and your father had stopped answering your question.

“Dad?”- you had asked while still chopping the onions; there was so much to do in so little time you didn’t have time to pay attention to what your father was doing

“You are so much better than him”- your father hadn’t been making any sense

“What are you talking about?”- you had taken your attention from the onions to finally look at your father

“You should try and get on Masterchef”- your father had insisted still looking at the screen where Joe Bastianich was talking to a man in a black apron.

“You’re crazy”- you had simply said before getting back to your cooking.

You hadn’t talked about it again that day, but the idea had lingered with you and even though you had kept your thoughts to yourself, your father knew you better than anyone else, so one day you had found the Masterchef application on your bed with a post on it

‘I know you can do it honey- dad’- the post had said

You had had a lot of fear: the fear of dissapoint your family, the fear of being on national television, the fear of leaving your family that needed your help at the farm every day, the fear of not suceeding, the fear of not being good enough,the fear of not pass even the first selection. Your father had come to your help once again “Honey the only way you could lose is if you didn’t even try. What’s the worst that could happen? that you don’t get in? Who cares? You will always be our favorite chef”

Your father’s words had been the push you needed, so you had send you application and when you had been called for the selection you had been excited.

You had survied the first couples eliminations and now you were going to be the captain of your team, the red team, in the first team challenge and you were scared shitless: not only you could go home if you made any mistakes, but the future in the competion of your team mates depended on you too, and as if that wasn’t enough you had to feed one- hundred army man. So yeah you were panicking and trying not to show it because you needed your team to trust you and to be calm enough to serve good food.

You took a deep breath and focused on what the judges Gordon Ramsay, Joe Bastianich and Aaron Sànchez were saying.

“Each team will have to devise a menu that includes a protein, two vegetable and a sauce”- Joe said

“Now remeber, at the end of the day one of you will be eliminated and this will be last time he will be cooking in this competion”- Gordon’s words kept your anxiety spiriling but you tried to keep your focus- “All right, are you guys ready? let’s go”

You and your team sprinted as soon as Gordon had done talking. Once what you wanted to cook had been decided, you gave a task to each and everyone of your team mates and you all started cooking.

Managing between doing your own prep and making sure every team member was doing ok and didn’t need your help, wasn’t easy but you made it; the judges tasted your dish after half an hour and, aside from some suggestions to make it better, they liked it.

So you were on cloud nine: the judges liked the dish your team had devised, your prep had gone alright, your team was doing ok. But then service started and YOU PANICKED: you had to serve 100 army men and women and you had no idea how to prepare 100 dished that were perfect and that looked all the same. Your team was looking at you for direction but you had no idea what to do: you had never worked in a restaurat, none of you ever had, and when you cooked for your family gathering everyone made their own dishes, you were so out of your comfort zone.

And that’s when things started to go even worse: service had started, the army men and women had arrived and had a very clear view of your stations, you had no idea how you wanted to plate the food and Gordon Ramsay came to you and he didn’t look happy.

“Red team come here, all of you, RIGHT NOW! We need a system, your tray is cold, the food is cold, I’m not letting you serve fucked up food. Take your food back in, warm it up, warm your tray. Y/n come here. YOU ARE THE TEAM CAPTAIN, SO FUCKING WAKE UP, DECIDE HOW YOU WANT YOUR FOOD ON THE PLATE AND START A PRODUCTION LINE. RIGHT FUCKING NOW Y/N”- Gordon pratically screamed in your face, you knew he just wanted to make sure the food that came out was perfect, he only wanted for you guys to succeed, but you had never liked when people screamed in your face even if you knew they didn’t mean any harm. Your eyes watered but you weren’t going to cry, you were going to do this, but when you thought things couldn’t go any worse..... you found out you were obviously very wrong.

“HEY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?”- a voice boomed behind Gordon and once you raised your gazed to see what was going on, you saw a mountain of a man, dressed in uniforme, coming towards you.

It was clear not even Gordon knew what was happening

“Can I help you, sir?”- Gordon asked, you couldn’t sure but his voice sounded a little bit unsure

“You wanna help me, why don’t you start by not screaming at a woman?”- the army-man’s voice was much calmer now but he wasn’t any less intimidating. Gordon didn’t know what to say and you knew it, so you took a step forward

“It’s really not a problem.. ehmm”- you read the name of the man on his uniform - “Captain Syverson, sir. Chef Gordon was just giving me a pep talk, everything is good. We will be serving you your food very soon”

As soon as you had started talking the man’s eyes had moved from Gordon to you and for the first time, since he had come over, you noticed how bautiful they really were. His eyes had become gentler when he had started looking at you, you had almost shivered when his attention had been on you and you only.

“Mhhm”- Captain Syverson said like he was still assessing the situation before deciding - “You can called me just Syverson”- he said before turning around and going back to his men.

You stood there for another second, all eyes were on you and you were sure your cheeks were burning

“Back to work guys”- you said. There was no way you weren’t sarving your best food to that hunk of a man.

Everything had gone smoothly after that, you had felt eyes on you some time during service but every time you had looked up you had never been able to pin point who was looking at you, so you had always gone back to work.

Once the judges had annouced your team had received 70 votes against the 30 of the other team and you had won you couldnt’ been happier, you had been sad for the contestant that had had to leave the show, but it was a competition and that was how it worked.

You were still celebrating with your team when you heard someone clearing their throath behind you

“Hello”- captain Syverson was behind you

“Oh Captain, hello”- what was happening?

“I thought I told you to call me Syverson, or Nathan if you prefer, but none on that Captain crap”- his raspy voice was doing things to you that shouldn’t be possible when you had just met the man.

“Right. Was everything ok with your food?”- you asked because why would he be here, if not because there had been something wrong with his food

“The food was amazing, you’re a fantastic cook, sugar”- he said and your cheeks burned once again at the name. What was this man doing to you

“Oh thank you, it was a team effort”

“Well you are the team captain, so I think you deserve some credit, sugar”- he said before looking back where a man was calling for him - “I need to go, but I really hope to see you again sugar”- he winked at you before leaving.

“uh”- you stood there staring at his back not sure of what had happened.

Everyone had joked about what happened between Gordon and the captain for the rest of the season, but you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the man that had screamed at Gordon Ramsay (GORDON- FUCKING- RAMSAY) for you.

The competition had gone on and without even knowing how you had arrived to the grand finale and to your surprise YOU HAD WON!

So yeah when you sent your application for Masterchef you didn’t know what you were expecting, but in the end it was clear you had left the show with so much more you had even though you could win.

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itsMeYN When I sent the application for Masterchef, because my father conviced me to, I never thought I would even passed the first selection, let alone win the finale. This journey has given me so much, I learnt from every single one of the other contestat, some of which have become really good friends. I don’t even know how to start thanking the judges, Gordon, Joe and Aaron, They have taught me so much and always known when I needed a nudge to wake up and start believe in myself. Thank you, thank you this competition has given me so much

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yourmominsta I’m so proud of you honey

jennifer So happy for you, I was rooting for you since the first episode

haley234 Congrats! can we please talk about the team challenge with the army man ;)

austin Oh my god! that episode was the best, that army captain was totally hitting on her

felicity Does Captain Syverson have instagram? Please does anyone know?

austin I dont think so, I’ve been looking for him too

rachel Guys I was watching her story the other day and I swear there was a very familiar scratchy voice in the backgroud

yourbestfriend Oh my god... @itsmeYn I think you got busted

itsmeYn @yourbestfriend shut up

haley234 wait what

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ItmeYn Had the pleasure to dine at @gordonndram restaurant, and wasn’t that an experience. Also I think the second meeting between Gordon and at certain someone went a lot better

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austin “Certain someone”... yep she is totally dating Captain Syverson. Is it normal being so obsessed with the idea of them together when I have only seen 5 min of them together on tv?

haley234 Same sis, same.... and maybe it’s not normal but who cares

gordongram We still yelled at each other so I wouldn’t say it went so much better

itsMeYn “We” is the key word here, you yelled at Sy too, i think it’s mostly out of love now

austin Sy... I repeat she wrote Sy... My ship is real

Yeah Masterchef had given you so much…

Masterlist

All around taglist: @jwspiter

Henry Cavill and characters taglist: @xxxkatxo @mansaaay @thorins-queen-of-erebor @maan24 @grounded-in-light @omgkatinka @xprettyqueenx @marytudorbrandon

#captain syverson x reader #captain syverson #herny cavill #henry cavill imagines #captain syverson imagine #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill characters #captain syverson x you #masterchef contestant reader #masterchef!reader x captain syverson #masterchef reader #angywritesstuff #reader insert

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k4katsujin · 8 months

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i have no idea on how to name this but sfw ghost x gn reader because im back from the dead enjoy 🦅

song: sweet - cigarettes after sex

(@unabashedcroissanttreefan its not pheromones (yet) but its still better than nothing)

wc: 333

it has been a few months, and soon, a few years since you and ghost started dating, and he was firm about it: he would not remove his mask anytime soon and you were perfectly fine with it.

after a few months of shared living, you entering the bathroom when he was showering was a common occurrence; and today was no exception.

-how many times will i have to tell you to knock before entering? especially when i'm in the shower? asked ghost as he noticed you in the bathroom. he tried his best to say this on a grumpy tone, but you could still feel he was amused.

-we've been together for almost a year now, and you still didn't get used to it? lame. you reply, mocking him.

the two of you kept on doing random things in the batehoom, when all of a sudden you felt your boyfriend's hands on your waist, holding you close as he just got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

-what's with the sudden affection? you ask, not used to your boyfriend being tactile with you.

-nothing, he replies softly, delicately kissing your shoulder. i just felt like it.

-wait. (you suddenly turn around to not see his face.) what about your mask?

he gently lifts up your chin, so that you can look at into his eyes.

-you said it yourself, love, he said softly. it has been a year since we started dating, and over this past year you taught mw how to love myself and... that's something i could never imagine myself suceeding alone at, and.. i wanted to thank you for that.

you spent a solid 5 minutes looking at your boyfriend, not saying a word. you had no doubt you were already in love with him before, but seeing him now, like this... its as if you fell in love with him all over again.

and knowing you were the reason he felt that comfortable... it truly made your heart melt.

guess im back? kinda? 😭 anyway hope you enjoyed! please reblog and leave a nice comment if you liked this fic! have a great day/night!

with love from katsu, going offline! (*≧∀≦)人(≧∀≦*)♪

- @cielles-miscellaneous-vault

#kaheri's chronicles #x reader #ghost cod #cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #gender neutral reader #queer writers #writers on tumblr #writers on ao3

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deathbxnny · 21 days

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I dont usually send two requests but this idea has been living in my brain for weeks. Although i have to warn you that this is kinda detailed and it’s okay if you dont want to do this request, i simply wanted to share this brainrot of mine with you. So can I request Aventurine x Sibling! Reader who he thought died but they're actually alive?

Context:

Reader is Aventurine's little sibling and the youngest in their family. Like Aventurine, they themself became one of the last surviving Avgin and was also sadly turned into a slave. During the time when both of them were slaves, Aventurine and the reader got separated due to being sold to different people. Aventurine promised the reader that he will find them and find them he did, except not in the way he wanted. Once he got into the IPC and had a powerful standing, the first thing he did was to send people to find his sibling. He ordered them to bring his sibling alive but the only thing they brought back was a corpse. It turns out his sibling tried to run away from their master and while they suceeded, they got seriously injured in the process. In the end, his sibling succumbed to their injuries and died in a ditch. Alone. Their corpse looks to be a few days old, he made them wait for too long. He broke his promise to them.

Time passed and then the day he goes to Penacony happened. Aventurine was walking around trying to find the two memokeepers that were invited for the Charmony Festival, he needed them for his grand gamble. When he found them, he saw a purple haired woman and a familiar blonde haired person. Once he got a good look at the blonde haired person, he saw their eyes that signified a Sigonian and the moment they said his birth name did he finally let himself be happy for once. CUE THE TEARFUL REUNION

Now you must be wondering, how is the reader alive when there was a corpse to proof that they’re dead? If you do this request, you can write how you think on why the reader is somehow still alive, all i ask is that it ends with the reader being a Memokeeper. If you dont do this request, that’s fine and i’ll explain how i think the reader is alive since i already wrote it down because of how long this idea had been brainrotting me. Even if you do the request, i’ll still tell you my own version on the how.

Uh yeah that’s it..

Hope you like it and remember to take care of yourself!

- Flower Anon 🌸

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Hello there, Flower Anon!!

I absolutely love the idea and what you wrote for it, but after re-reading it now, it kinda feels similar to one of the other Aventurine fanfics I've written, just minus the whole reunion and stuff, so I've decided to kindly reject writing this one after all, because I feel like I'd be repeating a similar plot, if that makes sense.

HOWEVER, I will absolutely be writing your Halovian!Reader ask very, very soon because I love it, so don't worry about that one, hehe!!

I hope you can understand and thank you again for sharing this beautiful idea with me!! I am always happy hearing things from you!<33

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#bxnny-talks

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thehistoriangirl · 1 year

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ViktorxReader - reader massaging Viktor's shoulders when he clearly had a long day pls!!!!

Hi Anon, sorry for the belated answer. Here is it, I hope you like it <3

To Feel Better, All I Need Is You

Viktor x gn!Reader----848----SFW

Tags: Established Relationship| Domestic Fluff| I tried not to make it horny, and I think I suceeded (mostly)

It was a slow Friday night for Viktor, forcefully so.

He was lying in bed, pillows all around his body, especially under his right leg and below his shoulders. From the corner of his vision, he could see you wandering around the hallway, tidying the living room now your working hours were over.

From time to time, you peeked inside the room to check on him, when Viktor pretended to be asleep, eyelids fluttering to unmask his attempt, though you were far enough to notice it. Or so he thought.

The truth was that Viktor came earlier from the lab because his back hurt more than usual—probably because of all the hunching over a tiny motor he was constructing since yesterday. That and because his back brace needed adjusting.

Viktor wanted to fix it over the afternoon, but when he arrived home, he only wanted to plonk over the mattress, and once his body was almost covered in blankets, he didn’t have the energy to move.

Streetlamps began to lighten when you sat at the edge of the bed, a hand massaging his scalp while playing with his hair. He closed his eyes, leaning closer to your touch, and you could faintly feel the vibration of his happy humming.

“Long day, dear?” You glided closer until his shoulders bumped into yours when you stretched your neck upwards, to kiss his cheek.

Despite being together for over two years, Viktor still blushed a little when you gave him affection unexpectedly, being in private or in public, making the tip of his ears light pink or bright red just like his cheeks.

He tilted his head toward you. “It’s getting better.”

You chuckled, feeling your face getting hot too. “Certainly.” Shifting to kneel on the mattress, you planted in front of him. “Does it hurt a lot today?”

His eyes widened, fingers playing with the hem of his shirt. “It’s my fault. I… eh—I didn’t sit properly at work.”

Your fingers traced the lines of his cheekbones down to his jaw, where you cradled his face. “Don’t say that. It’s okay. I’ll help you feel better if you want. Of course.”

His hand met yours, interlaced fingers. “What do you have in mind?”

Beaming, you said: “A massage!”

He pouted exaggeratedly. “Ah, I thought it would be something more—”

You took a little pillow and bash it lightly over his stomach, laughing. “Scandalous. A very indecent proposal to make.”

Viktor chuckled. “I didn’t say anything. I’m afraid you’re the one with the dirty mind.” He began to propel himself to sit against the headboard. “A massage would be perfect, thank you, my love.”

You patted further down the bed, for him to sit so you could slide between the headboard and his body. “I know you like them; I’ve seen it in your face! You’re just too shy to tell me to give you one more often.”

Your fingers gave him tickles when you took his shirt off, already buttoned down since Viktor took his back brace off to lie on the mattress, a couple of hours ago. He shrugged.

“You’re busy too, and I don’t want to be petty.”

He groaned when your fingers slid around his shoulders, your digits already familiar with this part of his body—one of many. You always sat with open legs so he could lean against you when his back began to protest.

“Do you remember when I asked you if you could fix the stool over the breakfast bar because it squeaked too much? Or when you make me a reading lamp with a dimmed light because it hurt my eyes? That’s being petty, and you help me nevertheless. I’m doing the same.”

“I didn’t do those things expecting something in return—”

“What I want to say,” you commented, pausing to recollect some lotion in your hands. Viktor hissed when the cold liquid fell in contact with his skin. “Sorry. I just want you to know that I’ll help you as much as I can. Not because I’m expecting something, but because I love you.” You sneaked your head in the curve of his shoulders, to peck his jaw. “Alright?”

Viktor sighed, but you could see the curve of his cheeks when his lips extended in a smile. He leaned against your body, head resting on one of your shoulders. You wrapped your arms around his stomach.

“Do you know how much I love you, right?” he said, looking at you through his dark lashes.

You mimicked his smile. “I do. Of course, I do.”

He hummed, turning his body to cage you between his limbs. It would be toppling you if it weren’t for the headboard and the pile of pillows that kept you half-sitting. Viktor hugged you, his arms tangled over your waist, head laying in your lap.

“Humm, Viktor?”

“Let’s sleep now, yes?” his words were muffled, with his face hidden inside your shirt. “I’ll dream with you.”

You caressed his head, combing his locks, the noise in the streets growing quieter. “Goodnight then,” you muttered, but Viktor’s eyes were already closed, his lips open in a light snoring.

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scarlet-spider-bf · 4 months

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This is a stating the obvious post but I haven't seen anyone explicitly point it out so why not?

Ben Reilly - a cloned man who was almost broken by the notion of him being less than human, defective, maybe soulless, a cheap copy of a better original - crooked. As Scaret Spider he's been on a journey to define himself and set himself apart from Peter Parker/Spider-Man. So it's only logical for him to have a costume that reflects this. And he wears the Spider, wears it different and proudly but crooked. Fate tried to bend his back and submit to settle for less than what he deserves - the Jackal created him as a slave but he fought for his freedom and eventually suceeded (temporarily...)

Then later on he embraced the revelation that he was actually the original (which turned out not to be true sigh poor boy). What matter is that he got to experience a time in which he didn't feel the need (as much) to prove he deserves the bare minimum like you know - to exist. He was allowed to be proud and unapologetic. An enthusiatic and unrivaled Spider-Man. And more than that he absolutely loved it, it wasn't a burden to him like to Peter, no, it was a privilege. His tragic conception at least gave him the solace to frame his responsibility as a grace - a purpose. Being Spider-Man validated him. And he found balance, an anchor, an inner symmetry. Spider front and center, one of the most balanced and goated suits ever if I dare say so.

Let's not forget he also got the blonde dyed hair makeover and artists began to draw him with a boyish prettyness that was a pretty stark contrast to his former stubbled beard and 90s mullet look that more looks like Kaine does nowadays.

like damn son look at this figure especially, no way to get more pretty boiTM he's literally blonde Ken

He dies as Spider-Man to save Peter, which is of course very noble, the ultimate sacrifice (not even talking about the insane number of personal sacrifices he enthusiastically shoulders to protect Peter and Mary Jane and everyone else).

But he is brought back. And the new Ben is tortured by his creator Jackal to clinical insanity over and over a bunch of stuff happens and we arrive in the Beyond Era in which Ben (new clone body, same consciousness as the old one - presumably but arguably not really and very very broken inside, much more so than he ever was originally) gets to be Spider-Man once more. And sure enough Beyond fucked with his memories and made him forget lots of the awful stuff he went through. But nearly not all and they also begin deleting some things he'd rather have kept... he is uprooted, decentered, crooked yet again.

The Spider clings to his heart side (how poetic), the last shield of comfort between Beyond and his fragile soul since at least it tells him what he should be, what he should live up to. But he is not the same. He doesn't even know how much he isn't. And maybe he won't ever be again. (sob)

And then we are in the current era. Let's hope the Chasm that was left behind when he lost his formative memories of decency and responsibility will be able to be mended abd turn out to be a chrysalis of sorts. (I actually love the development overall for dramatic reasons but that's another post)

(also my god his mask looks like corpse paint of smudged kajal if you will and I love that for him... love his Maleficient palette twisted wonderland looking ass. Is it me or does this design look Disney in a way? Don't even mean it in a negative way. Making him a sorcerer is so rad actually but alas I'm starting to write that other post let's keep it for later-)

#ben reilly #spiderman #spider-man #spiderman beyond spoilers #scarlet spider #chasm

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personasintro · 1 year

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I hope you see this. I really want to tell you how much i appreciate you and your style of writing. I cant even explain how your stories make me feel (and im sure others too) and how realisticly written they are for a ff(no matter if im reading an angsty scene , smut or fluff,everything is written in perfect way to portray those feelings we feel in real life). I can see how much of your time you put in every chapter while reading it and it makes me look up to you in many ways, it makes me think 'i wish to do the things i will do in my life as thoroughly as she writes each chapter'. When I read your stories it makes my day and as i go trough my week I catch myself thinking about them and replaying my favorite scenes. When people ask me who my favorite writer is (in general not just ffs) i mention you, because no other author suceeded to make me think this much about a story. I really like MH but I have a feeling LL will be my favorite :). Ps. I hope you will continue One Time Thing I really want to read the rest 😚. (After writing this I can see how hard it is, I read just this paragraph ten times alr, cant imagine how much effort you put into one chapther)

I know this is too long, sorry💜

This is the sweetest! No. You are! I’m so deeply touched by your message and I’m not sure what I did to deserve it 🥺 I’m grateful and honored to know you enjoy and love my stories! Readers like you are the reason why I’m still doing this (one of those reasons for sure!). I do often have thoughts about the future of this blog and me as a writer but whenever I read this kind of messages, I just can’t wait to deliver more chapters/stories to you! As far as both parts are having fun, it’s definitely worth it.

So thank you from the bottom of my heart! I’ve received so many lovely and long messages. I’m slowly getting to them 🥹 (please don’t think I’m ignoring you, I just really wanna take my time reading & responding to them)

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timkonshipper · 1 year

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Random idea

A random idea just popped in my head so have the outline

Bruce returns home from a work meeting only to find the family living room taped up into sections. Each of his kids are occupying a section and have set up booths. They even have banners, flyers, and are those badges?

He spots Alfred watching the scene with a slight uptick of his smile, but he's no help in figuring out whats going on. He just tells Bruce to ask them himself.

Working up the courage to ask what mess the kids have gotten involved this time, he clears his throat and asks them. The room stills - quite a stark contrast to the chaotic and extremely loud state it was in.

Eventually the explain to him that during a random discussion, they came upon the topic of his love life. Everyone had a different answer and the fight got so agressive that Alfred(betrayal) suggested setting up an expo of sorts. They were waiting for him to get home so they could wrangle him to each of their sides. Whoever he agreed with was would be the winner and would win bragging rights as well as a full batch of alfred's cookies.

Exasperated but curious about the whole thing, he set down his briefcase and started looking around.

First he stopped at Dick's tacky booth filled with cat photos and various cat themed accessories. That was kinda expected to be honest. As the first robin he had faced the brunt of when he and selina were continuously on and off. But he had to crush the boys hopes and remind him that selina was in a happy relationship with harleen and pamela.

From there he visited Jason's stall. Given his second eldest's hero worship of diana, it was obvious thats who his choice was. His son seemed to know that the ship wasn't actually plausible and had probably just taken the opportunity to express his awe for the heroine.

He had expected better from tim. Honestly, the riddler? Bruce expressed his opinions as such but after listening to Tim's arguments, even he had been persuaded. He had to actually pinch himself to remember that there was nothing between him and nygma.

He quickly walked to damian's booth only to find the whole thing covered in pictures of talia and damian himself. While he had left the league of assassins, the boy still held love for talia - she was his mother afterall. His main argument was that they already had a child together. Bruce just smiled to himself and went to check out stephanie's.

He simply sighed upon seeing her area covered with a certain red haired woman. He quickly shut her down and expressed that it had been a casual one night stand with vicki vale and nothing more.

Going over to duke's area, he was surprised to find it was promoting superbat and pictures of his best friend(heavens forbid clark ever hear him say that). Putting on an exasperated smile he told Duke that they were teammates and even though clark was one of his closest friends, there was nothing between them.

At the end, all the kids were sad to realise that none of them had suceeded. However, superbutler alfred stepped in to tell them about master bruce's secret crush.

"I was hoping one of you may uncover this on your own, but I suppose that's not possible. master bruce went to the same boarding school as oliver queen and harbored quite the feelings for him. it was a shame nothing came out of it. But judging by master bruce's flushed face, I believe I am the winner meaning all of you will get my cookies "

excuse the grammar and bad spelling. i just wanted to get this out of my head.

#batfam #batfamily #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #bruce wayne's love life #tim drake #duke thomas #stephanie brown #damian wayne #jason peter todd #dick grayson

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