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Hi! I know Charles is terrible for a number of reasons, but if it’s not too much trouble can I get like, a top 10 list or something lol, that I may be able to pull out over the following months when people are like “well he’s not thaaaat bad.” I wouldn’t even know where to start looking, not to mention what might be buried or hard to find.
Oh boy, this is my time. (Well, again.)
Aside from how awfully Charles treated Diana while they were married, let's start with the massive ongoing cash-for-honors scandal and the investigation into his private charity for basically selling personal access to him (the future British monarch) in exchange for, sometimes, literal duffel bags of black cash. (Don't worry, they promised with all seriousness that next time, they would absolutely stop taking those!) This was also happening at the same time as the police probe into his younger brother Andrew for, y'know, being a statutory rapist and sex trafficker who hosted Kevin Spacey and Ghislaine Maxwell as his personal guests at Buckingham Palace. Yet again, the Palace bureaucracy tried to insist that Charles Didn't Know About This Personally!!!, because the "good prince" is exempt from the dealings of his treacherous and corrupt advisors. Mmmmhmmm.
In another case of being the most oblivious person ever, at best, Charles's charity also happily took a donation of one million pounds from the bin Laden family (yes, THAT bin Laden family). Of course when it came out, they insisted that it had been properly vetted and it was from the respectable Saudi business bin Laden! Not, y'know, the terrorist ones! I guess money from anywhere for any reason is just fine, at least until you get caught and have to do some fast talking. Possibly this is because Charles and Camilla's fancy-health-food Waitrose brand, "Duchy Originals," got busted for fraud and advocating dangerous and ineffective homeopathic remedies (which Charles has also used his public platform to advocate for, including his batshit belief that coffee enemas can cure cancer). He also likewise used his platform to interfere in civic and architectural plans that he didn't like, and is generally known for being much more outspoken and politically visible than his mother. I mean sure, his parents sucked and were physically and emotionally distant, so that can't really help growing up in such a fucked-up environment, but still.
In his (very limited) defense, I will say that he has, for quite a while, advocated for sustainability programs and action on climate change, but considering all the efforts that he himself would have to make to truly support those actions on more than just a vocal or interest-based level, that is not something that we can hang on him as a laurel. Besides, he's still the inheritor of the entire British monarchy and its whole fucked-up system, and unless he plans to change literally all of that, yeah.
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Id love to see some background from the scene from the Bet where Katniss stopped by Peetas apartment, and thought pantsless Madge was there for him, but from the POV of Madge and Gale after Katniss left. How quickly did Madge go “ohh she likes Peeta a lot” haha
I hope you enjoy! Thanks for the prompt :)
Unedited. Mistakes are mine.
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“You’re a bad influence, Gale Hawthorne,” I reprimanded with a poke to the center of his chest. He caught my hand, holding it there before rolling over onto his side to sling a heavy arm over my hip.
“You like it.”
“Maybe so,” I mused, laughing as he trailed ticklish kisses down my neck. “No more skipping class, though. I still don’t know how you convinced me not to go to my lecture…”
“You’re not?” he breathed against my skin, playfully. His hand slipped lower down my hip, finger teasing the material of my underwear. “Need me to refresh your memory?”
“I have no doubt you will.” I swatted his hand, twisting away from him as I rolled out of the bed. “Coffee first.”
“Bring me some?” he asked cheekily, stretching his arms out behind his head in a lazy move. I rolled my eyes, slipping my glasses onto my face before searching the room for my discarded sweater.
It was a luxury having the apartment all to ourselves. With so many roommates, it wasn’t untypical for someone to always be around. Not that I minded it. One of my favorite parts about spending time at Gale’s place was the insanity that often ensued here. But, sometimes it was also fun to get a cup of coffee half naked before climbing back into your boyfriend's bed without having to worry about getting caught.
I hummed absently to myself, basking in the early morning quietness, as the Keruig did its thing. The cups I’d gotten for Gale on my last visit to New York were sitting side by side in the cupboard and I reached up on my tiptoes to grab them.
When rustling came from just outside the door though, it pulled me up short. I froze, cocking my head to the side a little as the shuffling continued. Like someone was pressed up against the door. I waited for a knock, wondering if it were possible Finnick or Peeta forgot their key, but nothing came.
A package, maybe?
I knew the apartment doors locked on their own, a passcode or buzz was needed to get in through the main doors, but perhaps someone else had let the mailman in and he was doing his rounds to each doorstep.
I grabbed my cup and replaced it with Gale’s, taking a sip as I shuffled over towards the door.
When I opened it, I might’ve not known what to expect, but it definitely wasn’t another girl. Bent down towards the bottom of the door, she squatted awkwardly, trying not to expose herself in the skirt she donned.
We both gasped in surprise, and she stumbled a little to regain her balance as I clutched my free hand to my heart.
“Sorry,” I laughed, breathlessly. “I heard rustling outside the door and…”
“It’s fine,” she said shortly, appearing flustered as she rose back up, smoothing out her clothing. She was adorable; dark skin and hair that matched, falling in delicate curls over her shoulders. Despite it barely being eight-thirty, she was wearing a full face of makeup and heeled boots. Good for her. I could barely manage to throw my hair up in a ponytail.
She fiddled with an envelope in her hands, and it hadn’t escaped my notice that Peeta’s name was neatly scripted across the back of it. Part of me had expected she was at the wrong apartment. That she lived one floor up, or down, and was searching for a spare key beneath the shoe mat, or something. But if she were here on purpose, it made the most sense that it was because of Peeta.
Judging by the way she had trouble meeting my gaze, I had a feeling she’d hoped to drop the letter of in secret. Not having expected to come face to face with anyone.
“That for Peeta?” I asked, trying to ease her nerves by bringing it up first. I smiled friendly, as if the two of us shared a secret.
“Yeah…” she said slowly, eyes narrowing as they looked me over cautiously.
“He’s not here right now,” I said, hoping the knowledge might put her at ease a little. Her skepticism read as though she might’ve thought I was also there for him, and I could see the betrayal in the way her glossed lips dipped at the ends.
She started to twist towards her backpack, like she might take the letter with her. But if she did that, she might lose the nerve she’d built up to write it to him in the first place. Then what if she never gave it to him? What if he didn’t know about the admirer at all? She was so cute, so sweet looking. And after the rocky start of a year Peeta had had, something like this might’ve done him well.
“I can give it to him, though,” I promised, and she faltered before reaching out to hand it to me quickly.
I smiled, running my hand over it as her eyes averted down to the ground. It felt light. I might’ve mistook it for a completely empty envelope if it weren’t for the slight raise in the corner from a thin piece of paper, folded maybe.
“Who should I say it’s from?”
“He’ll know,” she said, turning on her heels towards the stairs. “Thanks. Bye.”
“Oh, okay. Bye,” I waved, surprised by the quick departure. I shut the door, eyebrows pinched as I re-looked over the back of the envelope. To: Peeta Mellark.
“Who was that?” Gale asked, coming from around the corner.
“Some girl,” I shrugged, placing the letter down on the counter for Peeta to find when he returned. Gale reached for it, and I slapped his hand away. “For Peeta.”
“What girl came here for Peeta?”
“I was going to ask you the same. I thought maybe he had a girlfriend I didn’t know about.”
“Nope.”
“You don’t think she was a stalker, do you?” I asked, color draining. I’d heard the boys all talk about how sometimes girls went over the top and did some very weird things all because they were football players. Oh god, I hoped it wasn’t a lock of her hair or something. But if Peeta didn’t have a girlfriend, how did she know where he lived? And there was still the matter of how she got up here.
Gale snorted.
“Was she hot?”
“Does that make her not a stalker?”
“Just asking,” he shrugged, and I smacked his arm.
“She was pretty. Gorgeous, really. Long curly hair, grey eyes. Isn’t that interesting? I’d love to see the punnett square that landed her with those.”
I was starting to wish that Peeta was home. My mind was racing with questions over the mysterious door girl.
“Wait.” Gale frowned. “Grey eyes?”
I nodded and he picked up his phone, scrolling through it a minute before showing me a picture of the girl at the door. “This chick?”
“Yes!”
“Madge, don’t you ever look at Instagram?”
“No.”
“That’s the bitch from the sorority.”
“Really? Wow.” I looked back at the letter. “Maybe it’s an apology note.”
It was Gale’s turn to smack my hand away from it.
“If I can’t look, neither can you. We should burn it or rip it up.”
“No.”
“She’s done enough damage. Best thing she can do for him is to leave him the hell alone.”
“Either way, it’s not for us to interfere with.”
He grunted, unimpressed with my answer.
“Fuckin’ sorority girl. She’s ruining everything. Today was supposed to be hooky day and now it’s tainted.”
“Don’t be overdramatic,” I scoffed, taking a couple steps closer until my body was against his. He welcomed me in, wrapping an arm around the low of my back, and when I leaned in to lick the shell of his ear, I felt his body stiffen.
“I still want to have fun if you do…”
I gasped in surprise when he picked me up in one motion, practically throwing me over his shoulder on the way back to the bedroom.
“Our coffee,” I giggled.
“We’ll make more later.”
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I recently read Sea Of Ruin, based on your goodreads review. I can only picture Ashley as Henry Cavill. I have no other visuals for any of the other characters. Just Henry Cavill haha
Oh my god, that’s such an amazing fancast and now I can’t unsee it. I’m sitting here in shock because this is just too good and it never even crossed my mind. I can’t imagine who Priest would be, or Bennett, but now I’m desperate for Netflix to get their hands on that book and make it happen.
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There’s a fic where Peeta and Katniss had a one night stand where they didn’t tell each other their real names but went by Han and Leia, and it resulted in a toast baby that he had no idea about until like 5 years later or something.
Hi,
The story you are looking for is Two Worlds by SassyEverlarking (Pirateherokillian)
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Drinking. Golden Girls Trivia.
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#wynonna earp#wynonnaearpedit#wynonna earp spoilers#nicole haught#wynhaught#melanie scrofano#kat barrell#wynonna earp 3x07#bos3#request
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rosi3333 replied to your post:sara have you seen the logan trailer? i really...
As soon as I realized that I was X23 my hype for this movie just went up 100000 %GIVE ME LAURA AND MAKE HER AS INSANELY BADASS AS SHE IS!! DAD LOGAN IS BEST LOGAN. GIVE ME!!!
i just want my daughter to be safe and happy and for people to PLEASE STOP EXPLOITING HER I WILL FIGHT YOU MARVEL LEAVE LAURA ALONE OR SO HELP ME GOD
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To the little freshman: I'm in the same boat as you dude. But it's kind of amazing how easy it is to hip toss someone and run away. Lots of places offer self defense classes that are not just punching someone. Jiu Jitsu is an amazing thing for small people like us. Because let's be honest. If someone's trying to rape us, grappling is probably the best defense to learn, since it's not all about power, and someone's going to try and be all up in your business. Plus arm bars are awesome.
Personally I don’t like grapples or tosses that much because I had always been taught that no matter what the person you’re fighting wants you dead and leaving them in a state where they can come back after you will end with you in a casket.
In my experience grapples are best used as speed transitions if you want to slow a fight down go for the grab but be careful because there are a lot of ways to get out of a lot of grapples and I know from experience that the ones that are “impossible to get out of” are the ones that put you in the worst positions when they fail. Like I used to be able to dislocate my shoulder at will so armbars and pins were nothing to me and 90% of the time when I’d get loose I was directly behind my opponent and they were frozen because they had no clue how I was able to do that.
Like grapples and tosses are good if you use them sparingly and if you use them quickly. Don’t lock into place on someone get them on their back and destroy a knee before running away. If you’re being attacked by a group, in my opinion, the best strategy is to cripple one of them at the start of the fight the rest of them will reconsider the wisdom of attacking you. Use this opportunity to cripple a second one and then run.
Also, entirely unrelated to your ask I see a lot of people adding to the last post to hit people in the balls and that’s just fucking stupid. Unless you do permanent damage or they decide that the middle of a fight is a good time to be dramatic you aren’t going to do anything except piss them off. Honestly I've seen people get beaten even more savagely than they would have been if they hadn’t hit their opponent in the balls more often than I’ve seen people win fights by hitting their opponent in the balls. Like the last time someone tried to hit me in the balls while we were fighting I snapped their forearms specifically because they tried to hit me in the balls. Unless you’re willing to sterilize someone don’t try to hit them there it won’t do you any good.
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Okay. This time I have an actual definite question. You mentioned in a post that the intellidog strain could be passed by dogs basically sniffing each other. At the end it depicts the dogs regurgitating meat for the lions. If they had cubs would it transferred to them as well? Or is it only limited to dogs?
I won't deny that I did briefly fantasize about Mhumhi and Vimbo meeting a society of talking lions in the desert but no, the virus only affects canids.
#but please write me your darkeye fanfiction with cats#actually if it was cats they would have peaced out of the city eons ago#darkeye spoilers#rosi3333#ask koryos
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Physically Merida. Awesome hair dude. And a little bit of Joanna/Peeta for personality. Can't decide which.
it’s like i’m johanna but i also love bread and do art (sometimes)
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Amazing setup. “And they were roommates” 😍
So glad you liked the chapter and their temporary arrangement! :)
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Omg I don’t know if I asked for Three of hearts, or did I say the Bet? I was gonna ask for one for Three if Hearts, but I was like “oh yeah the bet updates today” And apparently I went straight thought to text maybe.
"You can come in, you know," I say instead, gesturing around the room. I pick up my charm bracelet from the dresser and attach it to my wrist while Peeta watches. I pause when he visibly tenses. Wearing it on a date does seem wrong, somehow. So I take it off, picking up a pair of earrings instead.
He relaxes into a shrug, lacing his hands in front of him.
"Nah,” he says. “Better not."
I cock my head. "Why not?
"Finnick would kill me for entering the inner sanctum without him," Peeta says solemnly.
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I started following back when you were goro. So a lot of LoZ at that time. I thought you were pretty interesting, and a little strange. Definitely strange. But I appreciated it, and am really glad I started following you, for all the wonderful book recommendations, and asoiaf memes, that I probably never would have known about. Might not have even read the series if it wasn't for you. I still, cant not wait to buy jewelery from you, whenever you start that up. (no rush, I'm pretty patient.)
YES I
my god it’s been two-three fucking years dear lord ONE DAY I’LL GET BACK INTO METALSMITING AND SUCH you’ll get jewelry YES
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rosi3333 replied to your post: ?????????i totally just found adrianna...
I’m sure it was a good time =
it’s was SURREAL holy shit
#rosi3333#talkers#have you talked to her since it all went down???#bc i haven't talked to her in like eight years#holy shit tenth grade was eight years ago i don't know how this happened
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Dane DeHaan appeared in Lawless (as Cricket Pate, 2012) alongside Mia Wasikowska (as Bertha Minnix).
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