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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 10: Alfred)

<<Part 9: Barbara

[Masterlist]

Alfred: Actually, I have prepared something I would like you all to see.

Bruce: Oh lord...

[collective sigh]

Alfred: I have noticed that many of you are electing not to return used dishes to their proper location to be washed.

Barbara: Oooh... that one’s on me, sorry Alfred.

Alfred: Miss Gordon, I trust you not to spill anything on the computer console, but I still think it best not to have open beverages in the presence of... other company.

Dick: Is he talking about-

Tim: Yeah he’s talking about us.

Bruce: Hn.

Steph: Only Bruce does this, Alfred, I promise.

Alfred: I am well aware, Miss Brown.

Bruce: ...sorry.

Duke: How do you not spill anything using mugs in the Batmobile?

Cass: (signing) Impressive.

Jason: Okay, this one has to be Dick.

Dick: ...That’s probably me.

Tim: A teacup? A teacup and its saucer??

Dick: I was already drinking it at the time-

Alfred: Just bring it back next time.

Steph: HA

Damian: ...They like the-

Alfred: I highly doubt the dogs have a preference of plates.

Damian: ...understood.

Jason: WHICH ONE OF YOU-

Tim: STEPH. STEPH THAT IS YOUR BELT.

Steph: I CAN EXPLAIN

Barbara: Steph why is a mug in your-

Steph: I BRING THE MUGS HOME AND I PUT THEM IN MY BELT TO REMEMBER TO BRING THEM BACK TO ALFRED BUT THEN I FORGET

Duke: How many mugs are in your belt right now?

Steph: ...

Dick: Steph.

Steph: A couple...

Alfred: Three. I checked twenty minutes ago.

Steph: ...Sorry Alfred.

Tim: ...Okay-

Dick: Tim. How on Earth-

Steph: HOW IS THIS ANY WORSE THAN ME KEEPING MUGS IN MY BELT

Tim: Sometimes I save time by eating in the shower!

Jason: That is like... a family sized tupperware container.

Damian: Drake, this is no longer efficiency, it is insanity.

Tim: ...Sorry Alfred.

Bruce: ...how-

Barbara: Cass... Cass this has to be you.

Cass: (signing) ...Sorry.

Steph: Honestly I’m not surprised by this.

Duke: Are we not concerned that Alfred’s been repeatedly climbing into the rafters to collect these dishes?

Alfred: Oh it’s not the furthest length I’ve gone for you all...

Bruce: I may have left a serving dish at the Kents’ apartment in Metropolis, I apologize.

Tim: I don’t think I left anything in San Francisco... or Nanda Parbat.

Dick: TAMARAN?! I’m probably responsible for New York and Bludhaven, but that one was NOT me.

Jason: Ooooh, yeah... uh... that was probably me...

Steph: You left a tupperware container on Tamaran?!

Jason: And maybe... other places... I keep forgetting to bring them home.

Damian: How many of these locations are you responsible for, Todd?

Jason: Uh... definitely Star City and Tamaran... and Miami... Paris... and Washington, Hong Kong... maybe also Nanda Parbat. Oh, and I definitely left a cup in San Francisco...

Barbara: Oh my god.

Jason: ...Sorry Alf. Won’t happen again.

Alfred: I’m glad you appreciate the leftovers, Master Jason, but yes, please return the dishware.

Duke: Oh that’s definitely my bad... Sorry Alfred.

Alfred: It’s alright, my dear boy, you didn’t know.

Bruce: ...how long has that been the system?

Dick: Probably not long... I definitely didn’t do that as a kid...

Jason: Definitely changed while I was dead...

Alfred: That has been the system for 42 years, I would appreciate if all of you started adhering to it.

[a chorus of “Sorry, Alfred” as they retrieve their dishes, thus ending Powerpoint Night. The end.]

<<Part 9: Barbara

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vickyvicarious · 8 months

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ooooh, I love Patrick Hennessey's voice!

Renfield getting possessive over Dracula... or possibly just recognizing that the boxes being taken away means Dracula might leave too, and he wants to prevent that.

kfjsldf Renfield is so good at managing the staff here. politely gaslighting them to believe he's oblivious to his own actions then escaping

OHkay the dull thuds were quite awful when he's slamming the guy's head into the ground

"you know I'm no lightweight" between this and Seward knocking Renfield off with one punch I now find myself imagining them like. wrestling each other for fun or something at least once. (jack would have gotten very bisexual about it and then refused to look dr. hennessey in the face for days probably)

"'I'll frustrate them! They shan't rob me! they shan't murder me by inches! I'll fight for my Lord and Master!'" I love how rough his voice sounds here, so different from usual. Also the murder me by inches is such a vivid and bleak way to describe being deprived of the chance at supernatural life.

sorry for your finger, Hardy

YES, the first of the very thirsty men who are suddenly more relaxed when given a drink. it's so funny

but really, Hennessey managed that very well. his quick smoothing over and attention to detail could be really helpful if anyone decided to sue them or something over this.

the phonograph noises at the beginning of Jack's entry at first made me think they were at the end of Hennessey's report, and it would be very funny if Jack insisted on getting his report in phonograph form. That, or Hennessey just wanted to take the chance to see what all the fuss was about.

...and then Jack started speaking and all amusement was lost. God, he's wrecked.

the stop and scoff before "too miserable" GODDDD

"the flapping of the wings of the angel of death" yeah he's been flapping a lot the bastard

but really, the way Jack lists them off, so bitterly, damn it's horrible

is he drinking? or trying to keep from crying? I mean he's definitely doing that either way but

the shake on "we must not all break down"

van Helsing speaking SO GENTLY to Arthur, auuugh

"You shall lie on one, and I on the other, and our sympathy will be comfort to each other, even though we do not speak, and even if we sleep." this is so sweet, I can't believe I'd forgotten about it

"in this room, as in the other," of course, it makes sense not to keep Lucy in her own bedroom, where the windows are shattered and where her mother died... but I wonder where she is. Did I miss a line about it somewhere? A part of me imagines Mrs. Westenra's room, which would mean they both die in one another's beds. :(

NOT THE TEETH

"Her teeth, in the dim, uncertain light, seemed longer... and sharper than they had been in the morning. In particular - by some trick of the light, the canine teeth looked... longer... and sharper than the rest." he repeats 'longer and sharper' twice, and especially the second time sounds so... nearly fascinated. It reminds me of Jonathan describing Dracula.

"there came a sort of dull flapping or buffeting at the window" there he is, the flappy asshole. angel of death himself.

"It struck me as curious that the moment she became conscious she pressed the garlic flowers close to her. It was certainly odd that whenever she got into that lethargic state, with the stertorous breathing, she put the flowers from her; but that when she waked she clutched them close." SHE'S TRYING. GOD I WANNA CRY

van Helsing's fear and despair is so well conveyed. and when he spends several minutes staring at her and then sounds so calm - he is determined.

"I went to the dining-room and waked him." the way Jack says this line is just. brutal.

I CAN'T LISTEN TO ART BREAK DOWN THIS IS GONNA DESTROY ME

the saddest "my dear old fellow" in the world

brushing Lucy's hair... I love that this makes Jack cry, because it makes me cry too.

ffffuck her shaky greeting to Arthur.

so I was talking a little bit ago about how Jack seems to distance himself unconsciously and start referring to Lucy as a thing whenever she is in more vampiric mode, and I love to hear it reflected in his voice here too. He goes from being so choked up with emotion to sounding almost cold as he says "the mouth opened,"

and he sounds so disturbed when he calls her eyes "dull" and her voice "voluptuous"

oh no oh no that "oh my love " is SO DAMN SINISTER art don't do it don't do it. like damn, I can't even make a joke about van helsing playing chaperone I'm just thankful that he's there!

it's not like being a vampire is transferrable through saliva or anything anyway but. she sounded so scary there.

Jack's delivery about van Helsing pulling Arthur back from the kiss was so funny. He sounds so incredulous: "dragged him back with a fury of strength which I never thought he could have possessed," van Helsing may joke about him being bitchless but Jack was here thinking he was a frail old man so who's laughing now. (van Helsing. definitely still van Helsing.)

van Helsing's panting!

art, bless him, choosing not to get into a fight over his fiance's deathbed. (the way Jack's voice gets rough on "and the occasion" uggggh)

god, Lucy's voice makes me so sad. that final "and give me peace"......

"Their eyes met instead of their lips; and so they parted." THIS LINE.

nooooooo don't make me listen to Art cry fuck it's breaking me

the music while Jack is talking about there being peace for Lucy is so ominous!!! also I love the way he is so clearly trying so hard to stay composed and say something nice and look on the bright side if only a little... and then van Helsing has to be mysterious and ominous and ruin that for him too

van Helsing Barbie strikes again

"only some letters and a few memoranda, and a diary new begun." those last few words are so sad. She never got to do more than just begin her diary. She never got to even begin her new life before it was taken away from her.

"we both started at the beauty before us," Beautiful Corpse Jumpscare

"He had not loved her as I had, and there was no need for tears in his eyes." I get how you feel but that's pretty dang rude, Jack. He's told you that he loves her and wanted to save her. He already cried for her once.

kjdsfljksdf THE DELIVERY of "I want to cut off her head and take out her heart." and. no DUH he's shocked, vH! don't go acting like this is typical surgeon behavior/reaction. omg.

and then that sigh and 'kind' concession that 'all you have to do is help me cut off her head that's all'

I fucking love the delivery of "no good to her, to us, to science, to human knowledge"

"I may err—I am but man; but I believe in all I do." the way his voice almost wavers on the word 'believe'. Not out of doubt, but emotion.

"and she kiss my rough old hand and bless me?" the way he says this line... he was so affected by her trust in him and her final request. he feels honored and burdened both.

Jack being so emotional about the maid grieving for Lucy... and me sitting there knowing that she's in there to steal from Lucy. (or at least, she does even if it's not why she went in)

mr. marquand! you are a decent guy, thank you for trying to look out for Lucy's interests. anyone who tries to give her agency is good in my book. even if your rejoicing is in. rather poor taste. (Jack's laugh at that is great!)

Art bringing Jack in with him is so sweet, god, god, his crying.... THE WAY HE SAYS JACK'S NAME. THE WAY HE SAYS THERE'S NOTHING TO LIVE FOR

Jack's line about men only needing "a grip of the hand, the tightening of an arm over the shoulder, a sob in unison," was already ridiculous but the way says it like he's trying so hard to convince himself

I hit the bulletpoint character limit. Wow.

Anyways the delivery is so stiff-upper-lip-this-is-fine, it's great. especially as the further into the line he gets the more you can hear him trying not to sob as well.

THE SADDEST SMOOCH NOISES

the way Art reacts to being called 'Lord'. ""No, no, not that, for God's sake! not yet at any rate." he sounds so desperate, the POOR MAN

and the way he is taking deep breaths while talking to van Helsing. He is working so fucking hard to be kind and try and make things easier and get through this without lashing out at anyone. I love him so much.

and van Helsing immediately follows up with "I stole your dead girlfriend's letters, can I keep them?" I KNOW he feels bad about it and he feels it is necessary and everything but. damn okay.

NOT A LULLABY NOOOOOOOOOO

GOD THAT'S SO SAD. DO NOT COME INTO THE NIGHT DO NOT GO TO SLEEP MY DEAR :( :( oh how dare you with that line about eternal life/shine so bright" AND TAKE MY BITE NOOOOOOO

#dracula daily #re: dracula #lucy westenra #van helsing #jack seward #arthur holmwood

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marimayscarlett · 3 months

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Schneider 1998 to 2004 was an animal. Something in him snapped during Ich Will. He was serving cunt 24/7! '98-'04 Schneider would fuck you up in all the ways.

Then in 2004, after Mein Teil, ironically enough, soft Schneider emerged. Baby girl. Would be scared but horny in front of Ich Will Schneider.

Hi 😌

You know what? I pretty much agree to almost all of this. The energy he was serving during the end of the 1990's, like in the famous VIVA interview is nothing short of iconic, a tad bit haughty yet in a charming manner, and watching it kind of leaves you in a breathless state (at least I feel this way), since this man excudes such a complacent attitude which makes you wonder what he's capable of 👀

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Then Schneider in the Ich will mv. Oh dear lord. Ooooh boy. Schneider seemingly felt quite comfortable in the role of the cold blooded gangster and really fit him.

While I agree he showed real soft baby vibes after 'Mein Teil' onwards, like in the making of 'Mein Land' 💕

I wouldn't say he lost his distinct energy, far from it. He knows what kind of effect he has on people (at least surely he does sometimes), since his presence on stage as well as in music videos can still be quite captivating:

and most notably, I have the feeling Schneider temporarily found just the perfect outlet to channel his provocative and menacing energy - her. The one and only goddess.

So I have the feeling that at least Frau Schneider would have no problems putting Ich will!Schneider in his place...

#some schneider love #loved diving into some schneider territory here #christoph schneider #frau schneider. mommy material #I would love to be kicked off stage by her #who said that 👀#rammstein #ask

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lackadaisy-headcanon-supply-unit · 9 months

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I would like one shot on the rocks with mordecai as a werewolf as he gets insecure about being a werewolf as us the gn reader conforts him. But deep down mordecai werewolf inside of him burns as he looks at us lovely as the werewolf takes over and give us all the love he hold dear for us

Ooooh this is gonna be fun. Mordecai's pride we hardly knew ye

(CW for a little bit of gore and a descriptive werewolf transformation. Generally, there is a lot of pain and a bit of derealization at the end of it. Everything works out fine, though, try not to worry about either of them)

Mordecai was never a fan of canines. He was even less of a fan after a feline/canine amalgamation chased him down away from support and almost ripped him in half before the Savoys found him. He was lucky to be alive.

It was a month later and he was fine, having miraculously survived the attack. However each passing day had him grow fearful and more hungry. He honestly had not noticed until Asa commented on him ordering from the waiter three times in the same evening.

Nico and Serafine had also clued in, judging by their ears flicking back as they shared a look Mordecai couldn't read. It left him bristling and thankful that they weren't the ones who stitched him back together this time; though that also left him at a loss as to why he was so ravenous and fearful.

This couldn't have happened at a worse time. He had just found it in him to take in a partner, a lovely (h/c) cat named Y/N; and less than a week into their relationship he gets mauled and starts acting weird. Lord knows what goes through their head nowadays whenever he snaps at them a little too harshly or gets seconds and thirds after supper.

He takes out his turmoil in anger; fighting with a dummy until it literally falls apart on him or daring to verbally prod the twins a little bit harder when they start teasing him. It used to take the edge off, but this week he's started feeling the strong urge to bite someone as hard as he could. Teeth in flesh, hitting the bone, soaking his muzzle with their blood.

The mental demand disturbed him and disgusted him. But it kept coming up, to the point that he was so distracted people had to shout his name to get his attention.

"MORDECAI!"

Such as now.

Y/N was giving him a concerned look when he was yanked out of la-la land. He roughly cleared his throat and resisted the urge to pull at the collar of his starched shirt. "Forgive me, Y/N. My mind must have wandered. Could you repeat yourself?"

"I'm worried about you, Morde." Y/N shook their head slowly, their tail fluffed up ever so slightly. "You've been zoned out for 20 minutes. Are you okay? Do you need to go back to the hospi-"

"No."

"Then what's gotten into you?"

Mordecai would rather take a mud bath than admit he didn't know. His expression must have said it for him, however, as his partner sighed heavily and sat down on the couch beside him.

"I know that you don't like talking about personal issues," they said carefully. "But please, Mordecai. If you're getting sick or feeling off-kilter, you need to tell somebody. It could be me or Asa-even one of the twins, god knows they'll do anything for you."

Mordecai scoffed. "I'm sure they would."

"They will. They were worried sick when you were out of action for so long."

Mordecai gripped the couch so roughly his claws sank in. It wasn't in response to Y/N, however; it was to stop his hands from shaking. (Also not a cause of Y/N's words.) "I am fine, Y/N. Nothing is wrong."

"Then why won't you look at me?"

His eyes shot towards the open window. A full moon shone back at him, illumination what his smattering of lamps didn't.

Mordecai's heart started pounding in his chest. He wrote it off initially-he's been feeling stifling fear for so long that he learned to ignore it-but it was going at a spiteful pace now, so quickly that it physically pained him. Y/N moved back slightly when he gripped above it.

"It is-merely my heart," he said shakily. "I m-may have to go to the hospital after all."

"Oh, shit. Okay, hold on, I'll call for a ride. Try to stay calm, okay?"

Mordecai nodded. They left with that, searching the room for a phone. They had ducked into the kitchen when Mordecai's heart lurched and the pain spread from it to down his spine and tail.

Mordecai's body lurched with it, sending him to the floor. He ground his teeth until he tasted blood, having likely bitten his tongue; yet he was more distracted by the pain threatening to rip him apart bone by bone. A desperate purr rattled within him as he managed to open one eye and watched his hand painfully turn into something more akin to a giant wolf's paw.

"I called a friend," Y/N said, walking back in. "They're on their way to-oh my god!!"

They crouched in front of him, their hands hovering as if too afraid to touch him. "Mordecai, what's happening--how do I help?!"

"It's hot," he gasped, shivering from the pain. "It's hot."

"Water. Okay, let's get you some water. I'll cut your shirt off too, okay? I know you won't like it but you matter more to me than it does."

'Water sounds nice.' It was a childish thought, but Mordecai's brain was so clouded with pain that it was a wonder he was keeping it together at all.

By the time Y/N came back, the pain was gone and so was Mordecai. Instead the wolf was stumbling around, surprised to find himself existing in such a nice place (or even existing at all). The harsh intake of breath from them caught his attention and he snapped his head towards them. 'Prey!'

'NO!!'

The wolf lunged and crossed the room easily, pinning Y/N to the floor. There was a brief mental battle as what was left of Mordecai's consciousness wrestled the wolf to the ground and made it very clear that if he so much as put a nick in Y/N's ear Mordecai would put a gun under his chin and end them both the next time he was back in control. Drastic? Maybe. Mordecai wasn't entirely sure he would dare to go through with it.

However the wolf was sold, scrambling off Y/N like they'd burned him. He had just started existing, thank you very much, he really didn't want to go back to wherever he came from.

"Mordecai?"

The wolf slammed his ears back with a whine. Y/N wiped some slobber off their face, took one more look at him and bolted out the room as soon as they were back on their paws.

---

Thirty minutes later, Y/N had Mordecai on the couch again with his chin in their lap, his tail (a weird fusion of a cat's tail and a wolf's one) wagging full throttle as they patted his head. His ruined clothes were in a pile on the floor next to the deep gouges caused by Morde's claws mid-transformation.

"I thought werewolves were just a silly legend," Y/N mused, looking down at their boyfriend. "An' now I'm dating one. Funny how that works, hm?"

Mordecai gave them a wolfy grin, making Y/N snort a laugh. "Oh man, if only you had a camera. The twins would get a kick out of this."

Mordecai frowned at the mention of them and plopped his head down again. Y/N scratched his ruff. "I'm joking. This must be terrifying for you. I'm glad I was here, what if you'd gotten out?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't, of course; they had long since discovered that he can't speak anymore. Y/N sighed and leaned their head back.

"Tomorrow you're gonna wake up and think it's all just a bad dream," they muttered. "That's if you remember this at all. No wonder you've been acting so off for the past week, the curse was working its way in. Do you know who bit you?"

Mordecai scoffed. Y/N snorted a laugh. "Sounds like there's still a bit of you still in there."

Their claws dug into his ruff again, scratching the nice itchy spots. The wolf heaved a heavy sigh and went to sleep, feeling safe around Mordecai's mate.

'Excuse me? They're not my 'mate'.'

His mate, the wolf insisted.

'This is humiliating. I'd like to be back in control soon, please.'

---

He got his wish hours later. He felt physically smaller, there was no giant overwhelming blanket of fur around his mind and when he rubbed his eyes his own fur was considerably softer.

"Good morning, Mordecai."

And Y/N was there, thankfully in one piece without so much as a scratch on them. Mordecai coughed to force away a relieved purr and pushed himself upright on the couch.

"So you're a werewolf, hm?" Y/N cut right to the chase, putting a cup of tea on the windowsill and sitting next to him again. "Looks like a ball of fun."

"I can assure you it is everything but."

Y/N's ears flicked back. "I'm sorry. Do you know how this happened?"

Against his stubborn wishes, he slowly nodded. "I was...Attacked by a similarly afflicted feline, a month ago exactly."

"Holy..."

If Y/N wasn't covered in fur, he was sure they would be pale. An unfamiliar feeling jabbed Mordecai in the chest. He was too dangerous to live with now. Were they going to leave?

Why did the thought bother him so much?

'Mate,' the wolf whimpered. Of course the stupid creature is the reason as to why.

A soft hand landed on his shoulder, drawing both his and the wolf's attention. Y/N was clearly unsure, yet forced a small smile for them him.

"I can't imagine what it's like having to live with this now," they said. "But I'll be here for all of it."

"Y/N, I am a danger to you now. I could maul you at a moment's notice."

"You would not," Y/N playfully scolded, a foil to the wolf's insulted grumble. "You're a sweetie as a werewolf. I've never been kissed so much in my life!"

The wolf's insulted grumble turned into a low whine when Mordecai snapped his eyes shut to mentally glare at the stupid animal as hard as he could. Despite the whine, the wolf stood firm. 'Mate.'

'My PARTNER is not your MATE.'

'Partner. Mate. Same thing.'

"Morde?"

Mordecai shook himself out of it and turned to his partner again. They took his hand and threaded their fingers together, black and white mixing with (H/C) that somehow fit perfectly.

"I know it's going to be scary," they started. "And...God, my heart breaks just thinking about seeing you in so much pain again. But I'm in it for the long run, Mordecai. We made a promise to try and I'm holding on to it. I met the wolf. He seems to like me. He's not a dumb killing machine any more than you are."

(Mordecai pushed away the wolf when it sent him a strong feeling of "I told you so" satisfaction.)

"If I stuck by you through the twins putting me through 'initiation'," Y/N continued, "why would this be any different?"

That was the final push the wolf needed. Mordecai was thrown out of control of his own body and the wolf lunged, pinning Y/N down and licking their furry face while they laughed uncontrollably. They took a minute to free themselves from the wolf and held its chin in their hand, lightly booping its nose to reprimand it.

"Bad boy!" They teased. "I was talking to Mordecai, not you!"

Unfortunately for Y/N, they were supposed to be one and the same. But for that to happen Mordecai would have to come to terms with the fact he is now, in a weird way, essentially half wolf.

That metaphorical mud bath was starting to look pretty good.

#🖋 mod ille #Mordecai Heller #Oneshot on the Rocks #lackadaisy reader insert #lackadaisy x reader #werewolf #werewolf transformation

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jungle-angel · 5 months

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Classroom Chaos (Calvin Evans x Reader)

Summary: Calvin decides to have a little bit of fun with his students the day before Christmas break

Tagging: @floydsmuse

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy, birth etc.

The last class of the morning and Calvin could hardly wait for the already short day to be over so he could get home to you and Ellen. Finals had all been graded, all last minute paperwork filed away for the new year and experiments completed so that the lab could be cleaned.

"Alright guys," Calvin said to his students. "Everything's done and there's nothing else to do. Shall we play a quiz game in that case?"

"YES PLEASE!!!!!" The students shouted excitedly.

"Alright up on those counters!" Calvin told them.

All of the students excitedly sat cross legged on the lab counters while Calvin prepared the questions.

"Alright hotshots, pop quiz," Calvin said. "Can you set fire to a diamond? True or False?"

"TRUE!"

"Why's it true? David?"

"Because it's a carbon based element," David answered.

"Good sir, you have just earned yourself a Mounds bar!" Calvin said, pulling a candy bar out of his desk drawer.

"Oooh my favorite, gimme!!" David chirped, catching the candy bar that Calvin had chucked at him.

"Question number two!" Calvin announced. "Can dissolving salt molecules in water make its atoms ionize?"

"No!" one student declared.

"Tell me why Cindy."

"Because the ionization process starts before they even touch water."

"OOOOH MY DEAR LORD!" Calvin proudly declared. "Young lady, here's a Baby Ruth for your troubles."

Cindy happily caught the Baby Ruth bar as though it were a baseball, carefully sticking it in her bag for later.

"Alright guys let's jump to the periodic table for a bit," Calvin said. Abbreviation for Tungsten?"

"W!" shouted a student in the back before Calvin tossed him a Milky Way.

"Anybody know NI?" Calvin asked.

"Nickel!" answered another.

Once again Calvin tossed the student a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup and another a few pieces of chocolate-peanut butter fudge that his mother had made for the family Christmas party which was just around the corner.

"Alright, the letter Y is abbreviation for what?" Calvin asked.

"Yer mother!" came a laughing voice from the doorway.

Calvin jumped a little but his students burst out laughing and so didn't he when he saw Father McDowell laughing in the doorway with Six-Thirty next to him.

"Sneakin in on us Padre?" Calvin chuckled.

"Heard the chaos in the halls and thought I'd get meself in on the action," the priest laughed. "That and I believe this little bugger to you."

He let go of Six-Thirty's leash before he trotted over to Calvin but before anymore questions could be asked, the hour had come for dismissal. Calvin gathered up Six-Thirty and headed out with Father McDowell to drop him off at the church rectory down the street from where you and Calvin lived.

"Still need a ride to the airport on Wednesday?" Calvin asked him.

"Nah," Father McDowell told him. "Me oldest came out from Ann Arbor the other day with the wife and kids and he offered to run Helen and I wherever we need to go."

"Does she need anything?" Calvin asked. "Helen?"

"Eh, just the bedrest," Father McDowell told him. "As long as neither of us are out in this dratted snowstorm that's comin, I think we'll be just fine."

Six-Thirty snorted as though he had understood the priest's dilema perfectly.

"I'd agree with ye too me furry friend," he chuckled. "I be thinkin a trip to St. Lucia might be in order for the both of us."

"Can you take (y/n) and I with you?" Calvin asked cheekily.

"Don't tempt me ye little gobshite," Father McDowell told him jokingly. "Yer supposed to be at home takin care o' her and the baby last I heard."

"Really? Who told you?" Calvin chuckled.

"Yer damn mother! That's who!" Father McDowell laughed. "Don't think I didn't hear it from her after Sunday Mass, she told me ever'thin."

Calvin laughed the whole time they were driving home and even a little after he had dropped Father McDowell off in front of the rectory. He couldn't help it either when he unloaded Six-Thirty from the back and let him into the house, only quieting down when he walked in to hear the soft sound of the Christmas records playing on the stereo and the crackling of the warm fire in the living room.

He leaned over the back of the couch where you had been sitting, rocking Baby Ellen in her little wood cradle. Six Thirty cautiously peered in, resting his head on the edge as he gazed at the tiny little human within.

"You're home early," you said.

"Better early than late," Calvin said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. "How is she?"

"Tired," you answered. "I just fed her two minutes ago so she'll be out until well after dinner."

Calvin came around and seated himself next to you as Ellen began to stir, placing his large but gentle hand on her little belly to calm her down. It wasn't long before she went back to sleep and before you two had snuggled into each other, relieved that now you could have five weeks all to yourselves.

#calvin evans #calvin evans x reader #lessons in chemistry

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anime-is-godlike · 11 months

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Twisted wonderland dorms x esmeralda reader

One day the dorm leaders (jamil instead of kalim for this one) finds a magical stone with the power to show parts of the past of someone close to them they choose not to use it to respect there privacy of that person but shenanigans ensue and the stone is used and there shown there dear SO’s past

This is the Disney version of the hunchback of notre dame

Be warned this is gonna be long as it’s the last part

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Diasomnia

It was late at night and a tall dark and handsome fae was taking a stroll on the way to see his gorgeous girlfriend the entire walk there he was smiling like a smitten kitten which a certain vampire dad couldn’t help but smile at

“My dear lad where are ya headed in such a cheerful mood?” He asked already knowing where he was headed to he’s not that good with keeping secrets from lilia

“I’m gonna go for a visit to her” he said in a low voice so the two guards wouldn’t overhear one was asleep the other….well let’s just say you could hear him a mile away

“Ooooh wish them a hello from me” he said with a smirk he was now floating around

“Ooooh I have a idea why don’t I make some food for you two as a nice picnic date” at the mention of the word food and with lilia saying it malleus ran over to Lilia

“That won’t be necessary where just gonna go for a walk that’s it” he said using his body to block the kitchen way

“So we shall not require food okay?” Lilia pouted but nods reluctantly

*thud* something drops to the floor this made lilia and malleus pause for a moment malleus bends down and picks it up examining it then silver and sebek come in

“LORD WAKASAMA GOOD-EVENING!!!” Yelled sebek silver only yawned entering the room and the poor fae prince lost his chance to meet you this night Damn it

“What is that?” Silver asked looking at the stone malleus had a feeling he knew what the stone was but before he could say a word more a black flash jumped out and sabek and silver was on guard

“HOW DARE YOU STARTLE WAKASAMA!!” It was nothing more than one of lilia bats but it was already to late as now everyone was huddled up together the stone started shining

“Oooh this is gonna be interesting” lilia said with a glint in his eyes and then the whole world faded to darkness

………………..

“Ooooh my head” malleus said getting up from the floor lilia was already awake and on alert silver was fast asleep and sebek was having….well let’s just say a fit

They where outside a huge stone building with a huge round stain glass window

“WHERE IN THE SEVENS ARE WE AMD HOW DARE THEY DO THIS TO WAKASAMA?!!” Honestly it’s a wonder how sabek hasn’t Damaged his hearing yet with a voice like that

As they where looking around and one man snoring in dream land a blue orb floats down from the sky

“Hello and-“ it was cut of

“ARE YOU THE VILLANESS CREATURE WHO HAS KIDNAPPED US?!” Sabek yelled

“Well-” it was cut of again

“HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO WAKASAMA AND MASTER LILIA?!! The blue slowly changes to red the more sebek spoke lilia was just about to say something when

“SHUT UP SHUT UP YOU GREEN LIZARD!!!!” The now red orb fires back to which sebek

“GREEN LIZAED HOW ARE YOU CALL BE THAT YOU OVER GROWN LIGHT BULB!!” This egged the orb on more and now silver was awake coving his ears as was malleus and lilia who where now getting headache

“Okay now why don’t we all calm down” malleus said trying to be a voice of reason sebek turn around

“BUT WAKASAMA THIS THING IT-” now it was sebek turn to be cut of

“I’m not a thing I’m the keel of this stone I think you know what it does right malleus?” Malleus nods

“It’s a memory stone and since I was the one holding it that means where gonna be seeing yuu’s past?” The orb now back the blue floats up and down as if nodding

“Got it in one you are correct ahhh I knew there was a reason I liked you more than the others especially that green overgrown lizard” sebek was about to fire back when lilia put a hand over his mouth

“We are curious to see her past but I feel wrong doing so” malleus said he knew a bit into your past but there was definitely something you didn’t want him to know and he respected you’re privacy and knew you would tell him on your own one day

“Sorry sir but once you pick up that stone there’s no way to go back you have to see the memory in other to return” all malleus could do was nod he will discuss what has happened with you once’s he’s back and nods the blue orb flys into the air

just then three items appeared suspended in mid air it was a small wooden doll which looked like yuu the second one was a golden headpiece which looked like a dancers and the finale item was a necklace with a cross in the middle it looked like it was made of string

“Each one of these items holds a key peace of her personality” the orb flew over to the necklace

“Her kindness” then it flew over to the crown

“Her passion” then flew over to the doll

“Her darkness” malleus has his green orbs on that doll

“Pick one item and you can see into her memory but be warned once you’ve chosen a item you can only see memories connected to her personality so what shall it be her kindness her passion or darkness” the orb giggled and flew up in the air and the two faes half and human turn to each other

“Darkness” malleus quickly said the orb flew up and down as if happy

“Oooh finally usually it takes people so long I just give them a fake time limit and Pick a item but I was gonna give you this one either way because well it’s the last one left” the high pitched orb said

“Last one?” They all said and now there where underground covered in bright colours and stone walls with candles and light somewhere in a unfamiliar place but the scene was still frozen the orb was still their

“Since you’ve given me so much entertainment I’ll let you know something before the scene begins you see yuu is a gypsy and where she’s from their seen as outsiders and the man in purple is called Frollo and well he wants all gypsies gone and he’s got a weird thing for yuu” you felt the air drop at that last bit because of malleus

“Anyway and the two men the hunchback is yuu best friend and the blonde is another friend I tell you this because frodo is on a man hunt for yuu and her two friends have gone looking for her before well you’ll see” the orb disappeared and the scene begins

“These men aren’t spies there our friends” they see yuu jump up on a podium with two men then looks like they where about to be hung they all swallowed

“This is the soldier who saved the Millers family” she said untying the blonde

“And Quasimodo helped me escape the cathedral” she said untying the hunchback the blond drab forward

“We came to warn you frollo’s coming! He says he knows where you're hiding, and he's attacking at dawn with a thousand men.” Was all he yelled out to the crowd scaring them

“Then let's waste no time! We must leave immediately!” Yuu said to which the people around her began running around packing everything they could

“I don’t understand why much they flee they’ve done nothing wrong” malleus said from what the orb said gypsy are see as outsiders but why mush they flee from there home for that

“You took a terrible risk coming here. It may not exactly show, but we're grateful” yuu said hugging herself talking to both of the men they smile and the blond pushed Quasimodo in front of him with a smile

“Don't thank me. Thank Quasimodo. Without his help, I would never have found my way here” the blond said patting Quasimodo’s back

A voice rang out turning the sweet moment cold

“Nor would I” this made everyone look to the entrance to see frollo their with many guards the guards ran over and arrested every person in sight and pointed spears at yuu and her friends malleus eyes went into slits and lilia patted his back calming him down

“What in the sevens is going on?” Silver said thoroughly confused

“After twenty years of searching, the Court Of Miracles is mine at last” frollo said looking around and walked right up to Quasimodo

“Dear Quasimodo, I always knew you would someday be of use to me” frollo said patting Quasimodo’s head Quasimodo turned around

“No” was all he said realising something

“What are you talking about?” Was all yuu said glaring at frollo with two guards pinning her arms behind her frollo walked towards her

“Why, he led me right to you, my dear” frollo said stocking yuu’s chin slightly yuu pulled away with disgust on her face the aura around malleus at the moment was deadly he looked about ready to kill

“You're a liar!” Yuu said struggling against the guards frollo sights then went to the blond

“And look what else I've caught in my net--Captain Phoebus, back from the dead. Another miracle, no doubt. I shall remedy that” was all frollo said to Phoebus walking away from them and his attention went to everyone getting arrested

“There will be a little bonfire in the square tomorrow, and you're all invited to attend” malleus didn’t like the sound of that not at all something inside him was screaming grab yuu and run but he can’t as these are images that have already happened

“Lock them up” was all he said the guards dragged yuu and everyone away yuu struggling the whole time malleus took a step towards her but was cut of by the scene changing into something that left all four men in shock and malleus close to ripping the head of frollo

Their in from of them was a orange sky a huge stone building behind the scene of a stage with yuu in a tatted white dress, she was tied to a long wooden pole and piles a stick lay at her feet frollo in front and a man with a mask next to him holding a lit torch and a crowd

“What in the sevens?” Was all lilia could mutter as now was not the time for his jokes and malleus was having trouble controlling his emotions even if this was a memory world they could still see his enormous power in the air

“The prisoner Yuu has been found guilty of the crime of witchcraft. The sentence…” frollo said to yuu

“Death!” The crowd cheered and the four where dead silent even sebek couldn’t yelled the atmosphere turned cold as frollo said death everyone slowly looked to malleus to see he was standing there his eyes glowing green his fist tightened

“Now malleus” lilia was now trying to comfort the prince

“Listen these are memories these have already happened but yuu is fine now she’s back at her dorm with grim and jolly waiting for your midnight stroll” lilia whispers to malleus and that, that calmed him down they went back to watching

Frollo took the torch from the masked man and went to yuu

“The time has come, gypsy. You stand upon the brink of the abyss. Yet even now, it is not too late. I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire” yuu looked appalled by the man in front of her the four men did ask well yuu then spat in his face that, that was her answer to this old man

“The gypsy Yuu has refused to recant. This evil witch has put the soul of every citizen of Paris in mortal jeopardy” he said lifting the torch to the crowd

“I seriously do not like this man” was all lilia could say he’s been around a long time and only a handful of people has made his skin crawl this much

“for justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation! It is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon back where she belongs” he then put the torch down onto the wood by her feet the fire came closer and closer to yuu which made malleus take a step forward lilia held his arm back

“This is but a memory!!” He yelled struggling to hold onto the fae prince all malleus could focus on right now was yuu and she could see her looking terrified all he wanted was to run up there and save her but he couldn’t dude to this already happened to you which made him even more angry how dare they do that to you

The fire continues to get closer to yuu the more closer it go the more yuu coughed and looked faint just then someone was swinging through the crowd in a rope then landed on the stage and looked to yuu to see her eyes closed and she’s not moving which worries malleus to no end

Quasimodo then ripped the rope of yuu and grabbed her as the flame where touching her feet malleus in that moment looked so grateful to the hunchback Quasimodo then grabbed the rope and swung himself up the tower she climbed up with a unconscious yuu one he got to the top with a huge round stain glass window behind him his lifts yuu into the air her still unconscious and yelled at the top of his lungs

“SANCTUARY!!!!! SANCTUARY!!!!! SANCTUARY!!!!!” The four smiled at this and malleus looked relived I mean of course your fine your in night raven collage….wait how did you get to night raven just then the scene changes to them up on the balcony with you and Quasimodo as he run inside and puts you down into the bed

“Don't worry. You'll be safe here” was all he said then running back outside malleus waste no time in running to your unmoving form

“Yuu?!” Was all he yelled out worried he went to touch your cheek only for it to faze through he hated this being here yet not at the same time, but he could tell something was wrong very wrong with you just then Quasimodo came back into the room incredibly happy

“We've done it, Yuu We've beaten them back! Come and see!” He said looking to her the back outside the back to her

“Yuu Wake up! You're safe now” was all he said

“Yuu?” He walked closer confused and touched her cheek nothing

“Oh no” he said quietly he went to a bowl of water took a spoonful of it and brought it back to yuu he lifted her head and place the spoon to her mouth the water didn’t go in and slid of her mouth onto her cheek then onto the pillow Quasimodo dropped the spoon and kept looking at yuu with a sorrowful expression

He grabbed yuu’s hand and looked even more down cast he then grabbed yuu pulling her into a hug and crying into her hair

The four stood there in shock and silence I mean that’s not possible your at twisted wonderland very much alive so how?

Just then the whole room became dark with just you laying there in the clothes you where in before the white tatters of a dress and a voice rang out one they knew well

“Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor my proud beautiful flower of evil” malleus took a step forward only to feel as if he was stuck he looked down it looked as if there where floating on dark water the ripples going around there feet and spreading outwards to where no one knows

“You are truly the fairest of them all” Yuu slowly sank down into the water each time the voice spoke they knew the voice but don’t remember where from

“O magic mirror thy wisdom I entreat….reveal unto me the visage I seek” with that last sentence Yuu was swallowed up by the dark water and then a vision appeared again it was the ceremony she yuu was there with grim in front and everything was back to normal

they all stood there frozen for a few minutes then malleus ran out the dorm and to you it was still night and you where sitting on the ground under a tree your meeting spot you heard footsteps and turn to see a frazzled malleus

“Mal?” Was all you said he ran up to you stroking your cheek

“My fire your okay thank the sevens” this utterly confused you malleus went onto explain what happened only for you to smile sadly understanding why he was like this

For the rest of the night he was glued to you terrified about letting you go even silver a sebek didn’t come looking for him that night and just left him to you with lilia occasionally checking up

“My dear please don’t leave me” was all he whispered into your neck from where his head was buried

“I promise on everything I’ll stay with you my dear” and with that you guys

lived happily ever after

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Not proof read

Oh my lord it’s done I hope y’all enjoy this series as much as I did making it

If you want more content like this but with different characters and yuu as different characters let me know

Hope everyone is having a amazing day and hope y’all enjoyed

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #silver

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everlasting-rainfall · 18 days

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Kizaru/Aokiji in the Pages AU?

Kizaru/Aokiji? I’m gonna take that to mean that you want either one of them or both of them but I’m gonna do something a little bit unexpected here and by expected, it’s probably completely expected

I’m gonna write you both of them at once! So let’s get into it, shall we? I hope that you enjoy this!! 💟

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

Stalking, Forced Relationship, Implied Murder, Manipulation (?), Implied Kidnapping, Implied Isolation (?)

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

Ok so let’s say that when you were writing your first book, things went over well but people complained about the accuracy of the Marine partner like you just wrote what you assumed a Marine was like versus what they actually were

So for your next one, you decided to get out there and do some studying like let’s say that you got all suited up then went out and let’s say you also live on an island with a pretty big marine base so there’s a lot of them around

You’re going around from person to person and asking questions about what being a Marine is like, you might even catch some kind of training exercise as well like I’m honestly just imagining that these marine soldiers are doing training then you’re in the background quickly scribbling things down in a notebook

It takes some time and you probably feel a bit awkward as you might feel like you came on too strong for some of them with your questions but as you’re leaving the area around the Marine base with your findings in hand

You might suddenly hear from behind you, “Ooooh, aren’t you going to ask me some questions too?” and lord knows that was terrifying but not as terrifying as when you turned around only to see a Marine Admiral right behind you

It’s Admiral Kizaru who’s right behind you and this man is leaning over you, let’s say that he was on his way somewhere when his ship had to stop briefly at this island just in time for him to see you, he’s curious and you have his attention

He’s definitely terrifying so you might try to back away and claim that you have all the information that you need for your story but Kizaru insists on you asking him some questions too, it doesn’t seem like he’ll take no for an answer

So even if you do just try to leave, this man definitely is putting a hand on your shoulder and telling you no need to be shy as he leads you away to have a conversation about Marines

You without a doubt get some more information on Marines thanks to Kizaru but he also has quite a bit of information on you as he asked you quite a few questions as well but they weren’t questions like What Are You Doing Here? or anything

Like they were questions that you’d probably ask someone you were dating like it seemed like he romantically wanted to get to know you, you tried to dodge some of the questions but he wouldn’t let you as he almost seemed to want to know everything about you

It eventually ended with him asking if you would be free later, you told him no even though you would be and you took off feeling pretty weirded out by the whole interaction in all honesty but just glad that it was over

Wouldn’t you know it though, dear? On the way home, you run into someone else who is just as tall as Kizaru although you didn’t so much run into him so much as you tripped over him and landed flat on your face

You had taken a shortcut to get home and it seemed like you may have tripped over some kind of homeless person until you got a better look at him and it turned out that this was another Marine Admiral, Aokiji

Two Marine Admirals in one day, you’re pretty lucky! But you probably don’t see it that way as you start apologizing for tripping over him and offer to call a medic for him as injured is the only explanation you can come to for why he would sleeping in a place like this

He’s completely fine though and just looks tired as he sits up, he probably rubs the spot where you tripped over him and grumbles about being kicked while he was trying to take a nap but soon tells you that he doesn’t need a medic

You at least offer to take him to your home and he takes you up on that offer as now that he gets a better look at you, you’re pretty good looking and he doesn’t mind going with you so he winds up going with you to your home probably telling you that he doesn’t need a medic but he wouldn’t mind if you patched up his bruise

Man probably makes you kiss it in all honesty, if you’re a person with breasts then he’s likely trying to get a look down your shirt as you get up on the tips of your toes to kiss this man on the head where you accidentally kicked him

He might even insist on doing the same thing for you like “Hey, let me kiss your injuries better too as you fell on your face” but you just refuse him starting to feel rather uncomfortable by the Marine Admirals that you had met today but it doesn’t matter as he’ll just lean in and do it quick

You can ask him to leave but I wouldn’t be too surprised if it turned out that he wasn’t going to listen and decided to stick around for a bit as what could you do? Kick him out? I’d like to see you try…

While he’s here, he’d find out that you were an author and ask you what kind of things that you wrote which would lead to him probably trying to give you advice on how to write a Marine which is probably nearly the exact opposite of whatever Kizaru told you

Oh yeah also remember how I said that Kizaru asked if you were gonna be free later? This is when there’s a knock at your door as it’s Kizaru, he somehow found out where you live and wants to take you on a nice date somewhere where he can get to know you better

Aokiji would of course notice this and probably ask you if you’re really in a relationship with him of all people, he could treat you way better than Kizaru could which just irks the Light Admiral.

You can tell Aokiji that you aren’t in a relationship but you’ll be cut off as Kizaru slings his arm around your shoulder in a relaxed fashion like there’s absolutely nothing wrong with what he’s doing and tells Aokiji that if he can treat you better then prove it and come with you and him

Keep in mind that you have absolutely no say in this and this is how you wind up getting dragged off by two Marine Admirals on a date that you don’t even want to go on as they both try to equally get your attention

Neither is going to admit that the other can treat you better so as a result neither is going to back down, it’s like you’re living a real life love triangle that is way more headache inducing than you ever thought that it could be

They’re now a constant presence in your life and they’re not gonna leave you alone anytime soon, I’d also recommend never picking either one over the other as well as you’re likely to get a repeat of Punk Hazard but Ice vs. Light this time

So it’s better to just endure it and continue on even with how possessive they can both be over you like in all honesty, you’re pretty sure that Kizaru killed that guy who complimented you on your outfit and you’re also pretty sure that Aokiji was responsible for the fact that you wound up stuck in your house with him due to your doors and windows freezing during a blizzard

You’re kinda sorta in a relationship with both of them like it’s not really official that you’re dating them but Kizaru did steal you away on a romantic date where everyone assumed you were a couple and Aokiji was mistaken to be your partner multiple times when he accompanied you to meetings with your publisher

This is honestly just kind of your life now and it isn’t too bad as you aren’t locked away with them forever like you still have the ability to leave your home and walk alone like for five minutes at most before one of them appears to accompany you

It really isn’t the worst thing in the world to be living like this but it is headache inducing when they won’t give you space but hey! It could always be much worse!

I mean imagine if the day comes that they decide to share you… That will be the day that you never see the sun again…

#the rain talks back #yandere #yandere one piece #minors dni #read the trigger warnings #yandere male #pages au #reader insert #Yandere Aokiji #Yandere Kizaru #Yandere Admirals #Yandere Marines

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rebelsandtherest · 1 year

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ok so i’m going to preface this ask by saying that the name alfred is given to the first born males on my dads side, so it’s a name near and dear to my heart, that said, there’s an angle i’ve never (or in all likelihood missed) seen between alfred and arthur. and i crave your opinions.

growing up i knew that the name alfred became popular in the victorian period since the english started looking into history and saw king alfred and decided he was pretty great. so i wonder how arthur felt, to see and hear his estranged sons name so often. of course he’s glad that his country’s putting some respect on king alfred, but i can see him calling someone named alfred by their last name to avoid saying it out loud. “alfred, lord tennyson.” “who?” “lord tennyson.” “not a fan.” the man’s conflicted and petty.

or it could be the opposite, it could remind him why he chose the name to begin with. imagine him overhearing a man in a pub proudly boasting about how fast his little alfie is growing, showing off a picture he keeps of the lad. and arthur can’t help but smile to himself and feel a wee bit envious. a few situations like that, and he’s tentatively writing formal letters that go unanswered. a few decades and a great rapprochement later he can finally say alfred out loud without tasting bile.

or he could be so far up his own ass that he doesn’t even notice the trend in names. idk. definitely drunkenly hums ‘what’s it all about (alfie)’ in the 60s.

Ooooh man this is a good question! Thanks for sending in the ask.

This became an immensely long reply with a bad history lesson included (because I'm relying on my ADHD memory and hoping it doesn't scramble itself between my brain and the keyboard), so... sorry about the length.

Anyway.

I think the Victorian revival of "Alfred" as a name would have affected Arthur in a few ways, but within his context, I imagine that those moments would be relative sporadic.

So a few things:

First: The name itself is Anglo Saxon—the original ash (Æ) was replaced with an A to fit contemporary English spelling, and it would have been pronounced a little different obviously, but it is remarkably unchanged for an early medieval name over 1000 years old. So Arthur is probably used to hearing the name at least once in a blue moon, and I doubt anyone was much confused when he gave the name—even if it wasn't in vogue at the time—to his firstborn.

Second: The Victorian age for Arthur was absolutely chock-full of wars, particularly wars overseas. Victoria was called empress for a reason, because she had a penchant for stealing other people's land and sovereignty. So whether Arthur was enthused by the nonstop action or not (I'd wager he was, most of the time), he was incredibly preoccupied and probably didn't have time to mope about his son, so if the name ever made Arthur think about Alfred, it would be a short-lived reverie.

Third: The Victorian era was a historically interesting time for UK-US international relations. Your average USA citizen probably didn't spare much thought for English subjects an ocean away, but, on the whole, white Americans remained enamored with England as the "mother land", were keen on trans-Atlantic commerce, and eager to prove themselves as equals to their allies in Europe. This didn't exactly work.

Even so, Britain and the USA continued to host a bizarre mix of cultural proximity and mutual contempt. Bad blood had gone stale by the beginning of Victoria's reign, but stale blood bred an enduring sense of pettiness, especially on the British side. Though the two nations' diplomatic and economic relationships were strong and well-maintained, events like the USA's rather embarrassing showing at the 1851 Great Exhibition in London were devoured by the British public in a feeding frenzy of schadenfreude that solidified a kind of national desire to dunk on Americans whenever possible.

While Brits still relish dunking on Americans, the early Victorian need to put America down as an economic and cultural peer began to shift, at least in some ways, in the second half of the 19th century. The American Civil War devastated the English economy, particularly of the northern half of the country which depended immensely on American cotton to fuel its textile industry. The entire war, its fallout, and notably the end of slavery in the USA, were all topics that British citizens would have seen daily in their newspapers, a source of interest and immense anxiety. By this point, Britain as a whole had forcibly been made aware of how, like it or not, the state of the USA's government and economy affected their daily life in ways too large to ignore.

Whilst America quite literally murdered itself over the problems it'd decided to ignore for a century, Britain and Europe were all deep in the industrial revolution—hell, it started in England, hence the textile mills. England and the young German Confederation were both heavy hitters in the game, and improvements to seafaring technology as well as Britain's relentless expansion across the globe was continuously bringing in new wares from all around the world for European industrialists to copy and mass produce. European trade and industrial competition was booming.

Meanwhile, America remained intensely focused on itself, and understandably so. With the absolute disaster of Reconstruction, westward expansion, industrial revolution, and lest we forget, a bloody parade of genocides and land wars, the USA had plenty to be worried about within its own (expanding) borders. It was not isolationist in the true sense, but was not exactly competing for European attention at the same levels at it had earlier in the century.

However, when the USA eventually gathered itself to take more of an international presence, it would do so in a way that would take the entire world by storm. The sheer speed, size, and production volume of American industries began to challenge their European competitors. If you were white and well-connected or just immensely lucky, this was the age when the American Dream was born. The US military had undergone immense expansion since the Civil War, and they went from having a young navy only just big enough to form a blockade to having a navy large enough to send a top-of-the-line fleet around the world with literally no other purpose but to flex in front of their allies (and enemies) not even 50 years later.

.....This has been a very long winded way to explain that, while the Victorian Era was the heyday of Arthur's imperialist dreams and victories, it was also the very nascent stages of Alfred coming into his own and more or less forcing himself back into dear old dad's life. Coming hot on the heels of Victoria, The American Gilded Age, the Progressive Era, and the Great Rapprochement were all just around the corner. These shifts of history—to say nothing of the quickly-approaching storm clouds of World War—would bring father and son back together and force them to mend their relationship, at least as much as they could.

I think, in the early Victorian age, when 'Alfred' came into vogue after so many centuries, a part of Arthur would hear it with a sinking feeling in his gut, because he was certainly old enough to have seen the future on the horizon. Maybe it wasn't clear, or concrete, maybe he couldn't put it into words. But he would know, in some instinctual sense, that Alfred's star was rising in more ways than one, and that he'd would need to brace himself and his empire for whatever came next. So sometimes, when he heard the name, some indistinct prophecies would flash before his mind's eye, filling him with ominous dread that he couldn't have named.

Sometimes, if he'd been drinking or just in a sentimental mood, he would hear the name and reminisce on both the King Ælfred, and the golden son who bore his name. He would wax poetic about his firstborn and all that he'd accomplished in his life—daring even, perhaps for the first time in his life, to praise Alfred's tenacity, conviction, and strength during his fight for independence. He would of course be mortified by the drunken memory the next day.

Sometimes, it takes him off guard and he turns his head, fully expecting Alfred himself—a toddler, a child, a teenager, a young man—to step through the door and greet him. It lasts only moments, and the empty feeling that follows usually sends Arthur directly into some mentally or physically taxing task, to avoid uncomfortable emotions.

But I think more than anything, the re-emergence of the name would make Arthur feel old. So very, very old, when he continuously, despite repeated embarrassments, pronounces the name in the way he learned as a boy, with the long-i ash sound that his people forgot to pronounce somewhere along the last century or ten. The very same pronunciation mistake he couldn't seem to stop making all those years ago, when Alfred was small, still learning English and fully convinced a boy could have two versions of a name.

The same pronunciation that, even today, would make Alfred's head twitch up, looking for his father.

#long post #sorry for the long read if you made it to the end you have my gratitude #hws england #hws america #bad history lesson rofl sorry #please someone correct my history if you need to

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optimisticstudentangel · 2 years

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Side characters reaction to your “personal” photos warnings: suggestive themes, adultery

Diavolo

He is occupied demon, always attending business meetings, or solving RAD problems and poorly having any free time. But every day he makes sure to spend at least half an hour with you, giving his full attention to only you, his sweet little darling.

Of course you keep this in mind, but sometimes selfish desires show up, and you find it hard to control yourself.

That's why you wrote him a message: "Dia, I miss you so much". You patiently waited him to respond.

- My precious darling, I know it. I truly miss you too. But please wait for me till evening. I've got to a lot of work to do. And that's when you send him an interesting picture of you. A moment of silence.

You were one hundred percent sure, that he is not unaffected. And you were right.

- Oh my..... Dearest, you really are that hungry for my attention, aren't you? Well then, if that's the case, I will surely finish my duties as fast as I can, and will keep you company till the early morning. But don't go complaining about it later, ok?

Barbatos

Same goes to the loyal butler, he can't afford to waste any minute on something reckless. And Lord Diavolo needs his assistance at all times.

But who said it's going to stop you from doing thoughtless ideas.

"Ohhh, Barbiii. Are you free right now?"

"Is something matter, my dear?"

"Yeah, there's one little problem, I am really lonely. And I think you could fix that." You send him "the" photo.

"Aren't you too brave for such things? We should work on your behavior. Let's start our session, this evening. I will teach you the right way to act properly"

Simeon

He didn't know, but he started a really intense and dangerous game. His clothes, the way he showed his flawless skin. You couldn't help, but stare at his stunning body.

It's time to get some revenge, and change the roles. And that's what you did. Without any warning, you send him spicy photo of yourself.

Knowing that he isn't good at technology, you waited him to just see the picture. And then you wanted to video call him, to see his honest reaction.

Oh God.

When you saw his face, it was dark red, and he had a panicking expression. You smirked at him. "Do you like what you see? If yes, come to my room, and see it in person"

"Y/n! To try and tempt an angel..... That's so cruel of you. I hope you will take care of the consequences of your actions"

Solomon

You and Solomon had your own type of fun. He was the initiator of all the stuff you'd rather not to talk about openly.

Even though both of you liked to try out new experiences, you didn't hesitate going back to the usual, less complicated things.

Sending nude photos was nothing new. But you decided to add an extra spark, to make it less boring.

"Sol, do you remember the answers to the last test we had?"

"Yeah, I do. Why?"

"How many times Devildom's law changed? "

"Only one time"

You took of your shirt. Picture was send.

"Ooooh, so that's what it's all about. All right then, this will be a really easy job for me. You should have come up with much more harder task. Unless you want to lose on purpose, of course"

#obey me #obey me side characters #obey me dateables #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #diavolo x mc #barbatos x y/n #simeon x mc #solomon x reader

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shivunin · 2 months

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Aaaaah for the OC codex prompt… 👀✨

3 for Maria 6 for Arianwen 13 for Emmaera 15 for Elowen 16 for Salshira

(of course, feel free to choose/skip some!)

Ooooh okay, I am going to do them each in separate posts for organizational reasons, but thank you for the prompts friend!!

(Codex Prompts)

6. Something written by your OC in response to an honor they've been awarded

The Morning Post

(299 Words | No Warnings)

A series of letters on the Warden-Commander’s desk, each neatly stacked in the tray for the messenger to take in the morning:

Dear Lady Hartley, No, thank you. —Warden-Commander Tabris

Lord Horleth: If you are going to build an orphanage, you should name it after someone who will pay you for the honor of having their name on the building. The messenger will provide you a contribution from the Wardens, which serves to do the opposite. Regards, —Warden-Commander Tabris

First Enchanter Irving,

I can honestly say I am glad to hear you’re well. We don’t get much news about the Circle on this end of the Calenhad. I hear it’s being rebuilt, though I can’t honestly say if I’m glad or not to hear it. Better to raze the thing to the ground, I think. To the matter of your letter: Yes, I suppose I will allow it, but only because it was Dagna’s idea. I hope she fares well, too. At the very least, it sounds like she’s among people who appreciate her. If she thinks it is a good idea to fund this scholarship, I suppose I agree. Let the messenger know where to leave the funds. —Warden-Commander Arianwen Tabris

Alistair, No. Absolutely not. If you commission a commemorative snow globe of the defeat of the Archdemon, I assure you that you will not like the bits of it I leave in your quarters to find later. It sounds funny now. It will not sound funny when you’re picking shards of glass out of your toes, you utter fool of a man. You’d better be doing well. If not, tell me who is to blame for it. I’ve been too long idle in this keep and need some time to stretch my legs. —Wen Oh—your humble servant, etc etc. Take care of yourself, you buffoon

#arianwen tabris #dao #prompt response #shivunin scrivening #wen does not allow the seneschal to proofread her letters after the incident

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zippykinky · 10 months

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I was hungry.

So, me being me, I decided to go on a walk and return with an awfully bloated belly.

It’s so tight 😖

It hurts too. I think the air is stuck. 😵‍💫

Dear lord >_<

Help! I ate a bit of cheese too and can’t bend down and cramps come in waves 🥲

Ooooh god bccbcbgd while writing this post I got the most massive fart on the toilet oh dear god the relief-ow the cramps 😅

#bloating #bloated tummy #gassy belly #belly kink #bloatedbelly #tight belly #stuffedbelly #bellykink #belly expansion #cute belly #round belly #bellyexpansion #stomach ache #bellyache #upset stomach #upset belly

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mimisempai · 1 year

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No matter what, I’ll still choose you

Summary

Visiting his lover's kingdom, Hob overhears a conversation between Dream, Matthew and Mervyn.

The topic: himself.

On Ao3

Rating G - 901 words

In the Dreaming's library, Hob closed The Mystery of Edwin Drood and put it back on the shelf where it belonged.

He looked around in wonder.

This was not his first visit to the Dreaming, but the abundance of books was so overwhelming that he couldn't help but admire it every time.

"So, Robert Gadling, once again captivated by an unfinished work?"

He turned back to Lucienne who was looking at him with an amused expression.

He swept his gaze over the entire library and humbly replied, "How could I not be? Thank you for letting me get my hands on it."

Lucienne shook her head, "It's not me, it's the Lord who-"

Hob interrupted her with a knowing smile, "Lucienne, you and I know that you are the mistress of this particular place. But don't worry, I won't mention it in front of our dear Lord." He finished his sentence with a wink.

Lucienne smiled in return and said softly, "Speaking of your dear one, I think you should come to his rescue. He is once again in the grips of the gossip duo of this castle."

Hob chuckled, knowing she was obviously talking about Mervyn and Matthew.

The librarian continued, "In the throne room."

Hob bowed his head and walked toward the room in question.

As he passed Lucienne, she stopped him with a hand on his arm and said softly, "If you don't mind me saying, Mr. Gadling, you are the best thing that could have happened to my lord. Thank you for sticking with him."

Hob nodded again and, placing his hand on Lucienne's, replied softly, "I promise to not let go."

Lucienne nodded and they each went their separate ways.

Hob arrived near the throne room and bits of conversation reached his ears.

The three beings hadn't seen him arrive and he stopped when he heard Matthew's voice, "Boss, that janitor is sure he knows how and when you and your human ended up together, but he won't tell me!"

Hob had just enough time to hide behind one of the columns, curious to hear Dream's answer.

"Matthew, my curious raven, I don't think I should reveal secrets that are only Hob's and my own business. But I can reassure you that Mervyn knows nothing about it himself."

Mervyn retorted, "From what Lucienne told me, it would have happened in 1789 on earth."

Dream raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? Lucienne?"

"Oops."

Mervyn put his hand over his mouth.

Dream retorted, "Well Lucienne is wrong. It happened in 1389 and I had a choice between a delegation of faeries that would demand my attention and a human, slightly tipsy who was loudly clamoring that he wouldn't die because death was stupid."

To say that Hob was surprised would have been an understatement, he remembered that night, of course he remembered it. The beginning of their extraordinary relationship

But he didn't know that Dream had voluntarily chosen to meet him. He had always believed that he had been more or less pushed or challenged by his sister. Not that he had consciously chosen him.

Dream had chosen him.

Hob's smile widened and a pleasant warmth settled in his chest.

He saw Mervyn take a knowing look, "Ooooh... I see. But now boss, give me more, for once I have the upper hand on Lucienne!"

Dream didn't answer and shook his head softly, chuckling.

Matthew, who was flying into the throne room, saw Hob hiding behind a pillar and came to rest on Mervyn's shoulder, "Merv, get over here, we've bothered the boss enough. We have enough to dabble with our dear librarian."

Mervyn muttered, "Okay, okay, I'll settle for that for now."

He turned and, with Matthew flying above him, took the path to the door of the room. Arriving near the column where Hob was hiding, he gave a cheeky wink to Hob, who watched them go before deciding to come out of hiding.

Dream's voice startled him, "Come closer, Hob, I know you're there."

Nothing surprising, Dream probably even knew Hob was there from the beginning of the conversation.

When he was near the throne, Dream grabbed his hand and pulled him down onto his lap. Their fingers intertwined in a now-familiar gesture and their lips met in a tender kiss.

When they pulled away to catch their breath, Hob raised their entwined hands and kissed the knuckles of Dream's hand. He said softly, "So, between your duty and me, you chose me?".

He couldn't hide the pleasure that this thought gave him. In fact he didn't want to hide it, after all Dream knew him, he would have guessed it right away.

Dream replied softly, tightening his fingers around Hob's, "Of course I chose you. I will always choose you, Robert Gadling."

Hob shook his head, "You say that like it's a given."

Dream slid a hand through Hob's hair and gripping the back of his head, he held him close so he couldn't look away. With his eyes in his lover's, he said in an uncompromising voice, "Of course it's a given."

Then, closing the distance between them, he pressed his lips to Hob's in a forceful, deep kiss that emphasized the strength of his words.

And Hob, faced with such a strong statement as this, had no choice but to surrender and accept that he was really Dream's first choice, now and forever.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Dreamling Masterlist here

#the sandman #the sandman netflix #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #dreamling fic #centennial husbands #centennial boyfriends #morpheus #morpheus x hob #hob x morpheus #dream x hob #hob x dream

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tame-a-messenger · 5 months

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💙Smoshblr December Asks Day 2💛

What are your top 3 favourite movies?

And how easily would your friends (or ppl you work with) be able to guess it was you, based on them?

Good lord is this hard.

I'm a big movie and show person (not a film buff though, I just really enjoy them :)) so this is hard to nail down. These are movies that when I watched them they surprised me with how good/fun they were, and that I really just had a good time with! (you know minus all the murder? What can I say I like thrillers)

Wanted (2008)

The Goonies (1985)

Battle Royal (2000)

Midnight (2021)

Scream (1996-2023)

I will say my number 1 is probably not the best movie objectively- I just had a BLAST watching it for the first time. I went into thinking it was gonna be a normal action movie and about 10mins in I realized "Wait.. this is gonna be fun?" not that action movies aren't fun, but if you've seen the movie I think you know what I'm talking about. I'd recommend anybody that likes James McAvoy to watch it!

The Goonies is just a movie that is like the cornerstone of "80's kid adventure!" at least for me. A movie a could watch the rest of my life and still have fun.

Battle Royal.. A CRAZY FUCKING MOVIE. I don't even really wanna say anything about it, other then WATCH IT, YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT (disclaimer- a lot of blood, and other crazy shit) It was the inspiration for A LOT of movies.

Ooooh Midnight. A very good thriller/chase movie. Another movie that I was laughing my ass off even though that's probably not what the director intended lol. This is the first one I feel fine giving a bit of a description. ripped off google-> A young deaf woman and her mother battle with a serial killer after they accidentally interrupt one of his kills. A deadly game of cat-and-mouse plays out across the city as the women try to stay one step ahead of their pursuer. This movie is really good by itself but I kept getting caught off guard at how much ass the guy was hauling. Like man is RUNNING. Anyway super great suspenseful thriller movie with a fun ending!

I put the whole Scream franchise because it was pretty much the first "horror" movie I was allowed to watch that I also really happened to like! Classic "Who dunnit" mystery! Who wouldn't like it? And I guess I just really like chase scenes in my thriller/suspense movies lol. who does it better then Scream?

Writing this and having to decide "what ARE my favorite movies?" has made me realize, I really like suspense thrillers.. with good chase scenes.. Don't get me wrong these are probably my top movies but its interesting they all have similar themes. I have plenty of movies I like that are VERY different than these^ but honestly? these really are my favorite movies, at least that come to the top of the stack.

That being said I have a plethora of other movies that are very near and dear to me :)

I'd recommend any of the movies above. they really are all a lot of fun, and if you do end up watching any or have watched any I'd love to hear about it!

Also, no nobody would probably guess these lol, most of them are kind of off the beaten path, and I don't think you'd guess I like suspense/thrillers as much as I apparently do considering how bubbly I am irl lmao

#Wanted (2008)#The goonies (1985)#battle royal (2002)#midnight (2021)#scream franchise #smoshblr december asks #favorite movies

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