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yandere-kokeshi · 5 months

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Yandere Kate Laswell Headcanons

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about kidnapping, and some violence.

A/N: This lady makes me feral; I’d honestly love requests about her <3. Please enjoy!

Kate is obsessive & possessive. Protective at the same rate, and often snarls underneath her breath when people treat you rudely. She’s the type of person to manipulate the world around you, forming a ‘good outlook’ to ensure you fall for her and her only.

With how you two met, there are a lot of possibilities. The most sense would be you being a civilian, possibly a bartender at a famous bar she had met when she’d gone with John and the team, being confident enough to be flirting with you; finding your smile, comfortable attitude, and your features to be beautiful.

Or you could be a florist, an individual that suggested the same flowers she had gotten for Price after a mission, your words of the flower being for ‘healing’. She stayed later than she would’ve liked, but quite honestly, she didn’t seem to care. Because, every time, she kept coming back; buying more flowers for her sake only. Seeing you smile, especially at her compliments, had her hands sweating like a damn teenager.

Lastly, in a rare chance, you could be in the military; a medic or soldier working under Price. But, with her quick wit and bold voice, you’re likely pulled out for ‘reasons’. Of course, both of you knew how hard and dangerous the job was– her obvious worries as a friend nitpicking at your conversations. Her fretting voice asking questions on the phone after you came back from a mission, asking to come over to ensure your safety.

Either way, you’ve caught the attention of Kate Laswell, a woman of authority and order. She’d reveal her feelings normally, telling you that she adores you, loves you more than her heart can fill, and how she wants to spend the rest of her life with you. And, within that, she’s now spitting orders, making sure your life is easy and stress-free.

Upfront within the relationship, both of you immediately get married; she’s already calling you her spouse within months of the relationship. Once you two are officially married, Kate asks you to get a more private job; something more home alike. She finds it perfect that you could work at home, as she could too. Both of you work in the same space, where she can watch you.

The relationship is natural and slow — but behind the scenes, everything is different. She’s colder, ensuring your safety and information is kept secret, and that everyone respects you like how she’s respected. Everyone has their dirty clothes that they need to care for, and she does it in her own way.

Despite it being a ‘normal’ relationship, she’s insanely protective. Which only resorts to her putting secret cameras and listening devices everywhere, especially on you. During her lunch break, she listens to your everyday duties; smiling at your laughter, or scoffing when the dick-of-an-employee flirts with you. Of course, without your knowledge, a tracker is placed on the back or your neck — your discomfort being placed as a muscle-strain, which she only massages out with her cold, calloused hands.

Kate is incredibly loving, always trying to find time for you; wanting to sit right next to you, arms inline with yours. But with her work, it’s difficult and hard to determine when she’ll be good at spending time with you without interruption– so, she goes down the information route, always watching you with CCTV.

She finds your routines cute, watching in her office on how you swiftly fold clothes, and equally forgetting the basket beside your bed by the timer of your microwaved food. Whatever you do, Kate is watching — a smile on her face, adoring you.

Would never hurt or kill someone, especially if you knew them. But, when it comes down to getting rid of nuisances, she uses her work as intimidation, and the point of termination for their reputation and job as a favor.

A friend you once knew, backstabbing you out of the blue? They’re put into jail for stealing their company’s money, harassment added to their public file.

Your boss being a prick, telling you to work harder, not smarter? He’s terminated for harassing his employees. Kate only gets her revenge — not hard feelings, right? She’s just protecting you.

Surprise to no surprise, the only person who knows about your existence would be Price, Nikolai, and TF-141. Other than the team hearing her talk about you (the moment with Gaz), Price occasionally asking how you are, most people don’t even know you exist; your very social life becoming quiet since she’s been with you.

Laswell is one not to kidnap — she’d hate to strip you of your freedom, watching you un-trust her, and force you to stay home. Because of this, she lists strict rules she expects you to follow. Her job is dangerous, and she’d hate for you to get hurt. So why not listen to her, yeah?

Punishments don’t really exist, however, she does get mad at you, and her manipulation and guilt-tripping only doubles in size when you do something that upsets her.

Such as shutting off your 24/7 location, not responding to her messages within a few hours, or simply not keeping her up to date of what’s going on at home. When angry, Laswell becomes demanding, and it’s not a pretty sight. She would never hurt you, but instead using her job, and your safety, as an excuse for you to stay home. Yes, she will raise her voice, and yes will say ‘mom’ things (ex. Don’t walk away from me, this conversation is important, etc.), but she’s only saying those things to protect you.

Within her reach of affection, she’s very domestic and vanilla, but also very demanding in her own way.

When kissing, she grasps your chin very gently and pecks your lips so gently that you want more. She’s also huge on hugging, especially when she comes home; she gives the good kind where she hugs deploy on your lower back, fingers slipping inside your shirt, and asking how your day went.

Kate isn’t big on PDA, the less attention she attracts in public, the better. She’s very keen on the domestic outlook in private: exchanging cheeky smiles when reading books, coming up behind you with a back-hug when it’s your turn to cook dinner. Or, when passing by you, she’ll give you a peck on the neck/or cheek; maybe a butt grab if she’s feeling risky for that morning.

Big on acts of service — doing the dishes and laundry when it’s a lazy Sunday, easily making you an extra cup of your drink when you’re doing at-home work. Or, making you a good batch of lunch when you’ve forgotten to eat; a kiss to the cheek, and to the temple as a silent ‘love you’.

If you’re close to your family, Kate is the definite wife that’ll keep your household busy. Every time she visits, you can guarantee she’ll keep your dad occupied. If you have any cousins, or little siblings, she tries to engage, but isn’t all that fond of children.

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weregonnabecoolbeans · 2 months

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Pairing the seemingly most rational star wars character (mace) with the most over dramatic one (jar jar) was an insane choice for season 6 of the clone wars but i kinda love seeing them work together

#i honestly love mace so much #he volunteered to go on this mission #he willing chose to work with jar jar which is insane #i could have gone without knowing about jar jar’s love life though #that was…a choice #mace windu #jar jar binks #star wars #star wars the clone wars #the clone wars #tcw #sw the clone wars #sw tcw #jedi #master windu #jar jar #kate's post

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occupyvenus · 2 months

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I'm throwing my hat in the ring:

Obviously, William fucking murdered Kate in a fit of rage and the Royals are currently setting up a perfect double to take her place and cover up his crime.

#kategate #mark my words!#she dead #Charles is about to kick the bucket #Harry lives in exile #George is too young to become parasite in chief #William cant go to jail now #get a lookalike #do some cosmetic surgeries #make her learn everything there is to know about late kate #surely theres more than one woman willing to live a lie to become queen of england

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dearlybelovedemilyko · 6 months

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remember when ollie's brainwashing had just been undone and he wanted to put everyone in the lie detector and erase the dissidents' memories with that huge hammer. and he attacked emilyko with a chair. and it turned out his life in the village was so bad he thought living in a murderous cult was better in comparison because at least in the manor he has oliver. and he wanted to sacrifice himself so that oliver could get to learn about unification first hand

im still chasing that high

#shadows house #shadows house spoilers #ollie shadows house #also oliver being completely okay with the idea until the moment kate told him unification would mean losing ollie #and just being shocked and emitting soot there for a hot second #but going back to being okay with the when ollie says he'd be willing to sacrifice himself #to then telling ollie to never talk about sacrificing himself like that again #i'm chasing that high

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cerise-on-top · 4 months

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Could I possibly request Fem!Reader x Laswel where Reader takes Laswel home for the holidays, leaving Laswel a bit of an anxious mess at meeting readers family, but also being endeared by the domesticity of the small holiday party, ending with the pair sitting outside on the porch as the first snow begins to fall?

It's a little cliché but I think it'd be a cute idea ♡

It's very cliché, but not to worry, I made the idea even more cliché and sweet and fluffy by adding some headcanons of my own! It makes me happy to hear there are some Laswell enjoyers out there! I hope you like this, it's also more of a fic than anything else, but it's kind of rushed because I have work again tomorrow ^^; Sorry about that! But thank you for the lovely idea, I was very happy to write that! :D

Laswell Spending the Holidays with Reader and Her Family

It wasn’t an issue, she told herself. Kate had been on missions that relied on her expertise, else the world was going to shatter like glass. There was no anxiety there, she had nothing to fear. If the world was going to end, she knew the right people to call to save it after all. Nothing was bigger than her, nothing could best her, she has been through hell and back several times. And yet, standing in front of the door to your parent’s house, she went through every sort of anxiety there was. Would your parents like her? Was she dressed too casually for the occasion or was she overdressed? Would they accept a lesbian into their home? It was the last question that would prove to be the biggest problem. Normally something like this wouldn’t matter to her, but you were close with your family, Kate had to make sure this would work.

“You ready, Kate?” You looked so adorable in your ear muffs, puffy white smoking forming whenever you exhaled. The scarf you wore suited you well, adorning your lovely jacket. The snow hadn’t fallen just yet, but it was cold regardless. Kate couldn’t help but stare for a second, your big, bright eyes looking back at her with such glee, reassuring her that everything was going to be alright. A small squeeze to her hand was all it took before Kate gave you a warm smile herself. Maybe meeting your family wasn’t such a bad thing after all, you were there too.

“Of course I am. Ready when you are.” And thus you rang the doorbell. A normal sound one would hear just about anywhere. It was then that Kate, for the first time that evening, noticed the quiet Christmas carols playing in the background. The door, too, was covered in decoration. Green and red, a Christmas wreath with an angel on it. A lovely sight. Kate may not have been religious, but it was a nice thought, knowing someone was looking down at you, making sure you were alright. A task she, too, was used to. But it didn’t matter too much, soon enough, the door was opened, revealing a man. He seemed friendly enough, joyful upon seeing you, immediately taking you into his arms.

You didn’t seem too displeased upon seeing him either. Given your difference in age, it must have been your father. A tight hug, sentimental greetings and a kiss to the forehead, everything seemed jolly in that moment.

“Who is it?”

A feminine voice called out. Her question was left unanswered for the most part, her husband giving her no response. He was preoccupied, busy with looking at his daughter he hadn’t seen in a long time. Yet, soon enough, Kate’s anxiety returned as he looked at her. It was dark already, the only reliable source of light coming from the inside. Despite it being somewhat hard to make out his expression, he didn’t seem displeased upon seeing her. “You must be Kate, then? Our girl has told us so much about you. Please, come in! It’s so nice to make your acquaintance!” He let the two of you in. Maybe meeting your family wasn’t such a bad experience after all. They seemed nice. “Honey, it’s y/n and Kate!”

The music inside was something one would, most likely, only hear within a proper and cliched Christmas movie. Even the decoration was a bit much. Tiny trees, underneath them small gifts, an advent wreath with all four candles lit and, of course, a fully decorated Christmas tree, full sized. It had some white decoration on it as well, likely resembling snow to give it even more holiday spirit. From small chocolate umbrellas to windrings, it was all there. Another small angel on the tree, a pretty little golden star on its top. It was the way anyone would expect a Christmas tree to look like. And yet, it felt cozy. Nothing wrong with having the spirit, Kate just wasn’t used to it in the slightest. It had been a while since she was able to celebrate any holiday like that.

Among the pretty lights was another figure that came into view. This one was shorter than your father, likely having been your mother. She stopped for a moment before going in for you as well, giving you a tight hug. Loving words came from her, too. How much she missed you, hoping you were doing well. how you should come visit them more often. How nice, your parents really loved you, no matter what. It warmed her heart even more so than the nicely heated room. Looking around as you and your mother exchanged your greetings, she spotted a big pretzel on the table, filled with all sorts of goodies. Cheese, ham, sausage mayonnaise, tuna, it all seemed to be there.

“Looking forward to the pretzel already, are we?” Your mother joked as she looked at her. The food did look delectable, even if that wasn’t exactly what Kate was looking forward to the most.

Even if she wanted to, Kate couldn’t fight the smile on her face. It was just so domestic, it was a home with a loving family, a lovely daughter and it seemed as though, despite two women being in love, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. You and Kate being together, as long as you were bound by love and joy throughout it all, wasn’t the issue. Perhaps the only issue would have been how much Kate could eat of the pretzel before being too full for another bite. “It looks very delicious ma’am. Did you make it yourself? Or did you order it from the bakery nearby?”

“No need for such formalities. As long as you make y/n happy and take care of her, you’re part of our family. You really don’t have to be that formal with either of us.” Such a thing had been a long time from then and there as well, with most informalities having been left behind in the past. You were just about one of the only more recent exceptions, even if you had known each other for several years. Always, Kate had to be formal, if just to delay another conflict for a few days to make sure help would arrive at the right time. She was family to your mother already, even if she had never met either of your parents. “I’m just glad my daughter has finally found someone she was willing to settle with. She had had a partner before, but that did not go as planned.”

“Mom, for the love of everything that is good and holy, please don’t bring up the past. That was an eternity ago and it’s so shameful!” You sounded indignant upon hearing your mother make such a comment. Sweet and kind you, hiding things from the past, getting embarrassed upon hearing your lovely mother bring them up. “Kate, don’t listen to her, she’s lying to you! Straight up! Through her teeth! Nothing ever happened, everything was always good and always will be!” You crossed your arms, glaring at your mother as you protested. As long as everything was good and alright in the present, that’s all that mattered. Kate was going to make sure it would stay that way too.

Your mother simply chuckled, giving Kate a short but sweet hug, exchanging the pleasantries of giving each other their first names. “Kate, if y/n is ever any trouble tell me and I’ll make sure she’ll learn her lesson.”

“Mom! Stop it!”

“It’s lovely to have you with us, thank you so much for coming. Thank you for taking care of y/n, you know how it is with parents, but you seem like such a nice lady. Please continue to take good care of her, we just want what’s best for her.”

Even as you covered your face with one hand, even as you silently muttered curses under your breath, even as you still smiled as though you had received an expensive gift you had been wanting for years, Kate couldn’t help but laugh a bit. You were flustered beyond compare, no matter how much she wanted to say something about it, maybe tease you about your adorable mannerisms, your quirks, your traits, she decided against it, simply giving you a bright smile instead.

“Mom, if I’m going to be bullied here then Kate and I are going to take our leave and celebrate Christmas elsewhere!” An empty threat, everyone involved knew that much. Even in the heat of your embarrassment, your family did not stop teasing you, your father quipping in here and there as well. Kate hadn’t experienced something like this in a long time, getting to sit back and watch some playful banter. With your father distracting you this time, with your mother coming up to Kate, asking her if she wanted to hear some stories of gone-by times with you being so young, small and ready to take on the world, Kate forgot she was ever even anxious to meet your parents to begin with.

It was your father who would finally begin the tradition, aside from the pretzel, calling your mother and Kate over to the Christmas tree. A few of the presents had already been placed there. Even so, before forgetting, Kate excused herself, rushing to the car in order to get the last one. It was that evening or never.

She had always been a calm person, never letting anything get to her head. When her childhood crush told her how disgusting she was, when her parents belittled her and told her she could change still, when her ex wife left her for reasons she didn’t want to believe, it hurt. But not for long. Every time someone let her down, every time someone hurt her, she knew she was one of the only people she could rely on. God helps those who help themselves. There was no God to her, she had achieved everything on her own. But this time she will have to rely on someone else entirely. Whatever you did, it would shape her future. And thus, she grabbed the box meant for you and headed back inside.

You seemed so cheerful, looking at the jacket your parents bought for you. And, in turn, you parents also looked happy with their presents. Naturally, getting along with them as well as you did, you knew what to get them, even in their later years. It was, all round, just a happy evening, for everyone involved it seemed. Steadying her breath for a second, just as your father turned off the lights, leaving nothing but the Christmas lights on, she stood still, gripping the box tightly. Kate hoped you would like the present she got for you. Yes, you had been with each other for years, but this time was different.

After having taken off the jacket, putting it over one of the chairs nearby, you turned to Kate, eyeing the box she was holding. “Hey, what’s that? Can I see?”

“I’ll let you see it in just a second, dear, alright? Could you please come closer to the tree?”

Your spirit guided you to the location Kate wanted you to be in: Standing next to the tree, illuminated by the red and green lights. Everything else was dark. From a purely aesthetic standpoint, this was perfect. And thus, having taken another deep breath, despite her age, Kate got down on one knee, opening the box so your curious soul could see its contents. “Y/N, will you marry me?”

With you clasping your hands over your mouth, your mother and father gasping as they held onto each other, with Kate watching you closely as the tears started brimming in your eyes. The lights were reflected so beautifully in your eyes, dancing across, giving them the most vibrant colors in the universe. But you were stunned into silence, removing your hands only to mouth some words that could never reach Kate in the state you were in. The Christmas charm seemed to have worked, you were out of your mind with joy, but unable to say anything about it.

A sob escaped you as you slung your arms around Kate, tightly holding onto her. You weren’t going to lose her, not that easily anymore, you were both here to stay. “Yes! Fuck, Kate! Of course I’m going to marry you! I love you! I love you so much, you have no idea!!” Your tears stained the blouse she chose for the evening, but it didn’t matter. All Kate wanted was to hold you, love you, cherish you, through thick and thin, through the good and the bad. All she wanted was to spend the rest of her days with you and no one else. Kate got her present, the biggest one she could have ever wished for: Your “yes”.

Your parents were also quiet for a moment, allowing you to cry into Kate’s shoulder. But from what she could see, they were shocked, but happy for their girl. She was going to get married after so many years. And that to the woman of her dreams she never really could shut up about whenever they were talking. It was a lovely sight. Soon enough, you were both officially going to be a part of each other’s family, bearing each other’s names so no one would ever mistake you as anything else but each other’s wife.

You bit back a sob, your voice still cracking as you asked Kate a small favor: “Can we please go outside for a bit? I think I need a moment here.”

“Of course, anything for you.” Kate handed you your new jacket before she grabbed her own. Naturally, as she wanted it to be, you led the way to the backyard, holding Kate’s hand. Despite it being dark, despite the only light coming from other Christmas decorations and you not having been here in a while, you found a bench in the middle of the small piece of land immediately. The two of you sat down, Kate having slung an arm over you as you kept sobbing for another moment. Nothing could have prepared her for you being so over the moon to hear the big question, but she wasn’t complaining.

It took you another minute or two to finally compose yourself, but you got there eventually. “You know, I always thought I was never going to find someone, preferring girls over guys and all. Age wise, you and I aren’t that far apart either, so you know how long I’ve been carrying that thought, that belief, with me now. But then I found you and…” You went quiet again for another second. Kate rubbed your back, hoping it would soothe you a bit. “...and now this. Kate, you don’t know how happy I am right now. To think that someone would think me, of all people, to be worth loving. To be worth marrying. You’re something else.” You grabbed her hands so tenderly, giving them a gentle squeeze as you looked into her eyes. “Thank you so much, for everything. I am so happy, so glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Y/N, as you know, I’ve been through a lot. I’ve seen the best and worst of humanity, but nothing could ever best you. I would go through this entire hell again and again, if just to spend another moment with you. Getting to spend the rest of eternity with you is more than I could have ever asked for. Thank you for allowing me to be by your side.”

Just as you leaned in, sealing this beautiful evening with a kiss, something small landed on Kate’s nose. You giggled a bit, looking to the sky for a moment, then back at your soon-to-be wife. “Even the sky is weeping with joy right now. Isn’t that sweet?”

“Of course it is. Anyone would be happy for us right now, dear.”

Interrupted by the small snowflake, you gave it no mind, placing a small, tender kiss on Kate’s lips as you were. The snow looked beautiful in her hair. Winter didn’t seem so dreadful and cold anymore, it was a hopeful time you could remember for more than just seeing a part of your family. Another part was right there with you, forever and always, after all.

#cod #cod x reader #kate laswell #kate laswell x reader #fem!reader #petition to make Laswell real so us Laswell lovers can give her a kiss on the cheek #I never would have thought I'd be into older women but I am swooning again #it's sort of become a habit of mine to write something like a fic for the girls #I need to change that but every time I look at one of them I am overcome with love and adoration and the desire to write as much as I can #I need to go back to writing HCs but that's likely only going to happen when writing for the guys and/or if there's several characters #anyway the girls are so underappreciated in this fandom I am so happy to have found the people willing to enjoy my silly writing about them #also English is not my first language so I'm really sorry for any mistakes #I have a hard time remembering the difference between looking down on and looking down at sb

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booasaur · 2 years

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NCIS: Hawai’i - 2x03 - “I just want to sit behind a desk and just file paperwork.”

#ncishawaiiedit #ncis hawai'i #lucy tara #kate whistler #yasmine al bustami #tori anderson #ncis hawai'i 2x03 #kate x lucy #kacy #femslash related stuff #heh kate not opposed to returning to their ''sparring''#but it really is true! we were talking before about how she's better with her coworkers because of this openness as well #that lucy's brought into her life #how truly tortured kate must have felt during the breakup #to have started on this journey and already see the ways in which lucy improved her life and then have it taken away #and then to be here now :')#and you can see lucy surprised too that kate's starting to be this transparent and willing to discuss this stuff #and kate knowing lucy wanted to hear it after she brought up suuuper casually lol how kate hadn't told her any of that about her brother #I like these little arcs they're giving them #they're happy and loved up but still making progress

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lightamp · 5 months

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okay okay um! cooking headcanons go

hmhm okay, you didnt give me a fandom though sooooooo

bat people since im currently reading a bat fic (if you want another fandom lmk)

alfred - obv can cook very well, but i imagine he does have a british bent so if you asked for a british dish it fucks hard but if you asked for like fideuà it would be pretty okay but your grandma's is better. he enjoys doing it.

bruce - can cook but it's very basic and bland. hates doing it for himself but would be pleased to be asked. i cant imagine him giving a shit about seasonings if he is doing it for himself but if he tried for someone else he'd be like oh this is well seasoned :) but it's just like. mid. he thinks its great though.

dick - can cook. i think it's occasionally smth he really enjoys, but not all the time. loves doing it for other people. i don't think he's that adventurous though. probably has a set of around 5ish really fantastic dishes to pull out for special times. if he likes you he Will Learn your favorite dish and try his hardest with it

jason - can cook, actually does like it a lot, likes to experiment. i think he has read salt fat acid heat and can improv easily bc he actually understands the basics super well. i think he has a preference for simpler foods, just based on his priorities, but he will bust out something complex ever so often

tim - can cook but hates it so much. if you ask him he'll be like okay :) (disgruntled). he tends towards basic things like chicken breast + rice. will not experiment. tends to be weirdly spiced bc he did it for himself too much and it's morphed into something tim-specific. prefers to just get take out or frozen shit.

steph - college strudent level cooking. she's gotta have that recipe Right There or Else. she can cook the basics w/o that and it be good though. i think her baking probably slaps. she had an easy bake as a kid and i know it (90s girl in the burbs? please she had to have). doesnt really like cooking but doesnt hate it. give her a few years and she'll have a mastered set of good dishes like dick.

cass - cannot cook but learning. i think she would be good at it, provided hands on training. messy af tho, her clean up takes a while but she doesnt mind. i think she would be like bruce in that for herself cooking is a pain and not smth she'd do but if someone were hungry she would like to feed them some real good food & would prefer to learn everyone's favorites and go from there

damien - can cook, doesn't really enjoy it but it is good. i imagine as he gets older he might develop more of an appreciation and experiment. would get really pissy if asked currently but also brag. regardless i think he would enjoy it and have fun as an adult

babs - can cook and is good. can improvise in small amounts. and a tangent- i am also physically disabled and i know sometimes cooking...it's just like. a whole fucking Thing even if you've adapated as much as you can. so i imagine babs is similar and sometimes the process is just. overwhelming and annoying. there are other times she really enjoys it though, it just depends on how things are going.

duke - can cook but i dont think he actually thinks about it all that much. it's mainly a rotation of dishes he knows well. it's good, but like. he isnt giving it much thought. a chore, if you will, autopilotesque. as he gets older i can see him being very invested if it's for someone else and going on to experiment but maintaining a non-attitude towards doing it for himself.

kate - extremely practical about it. very much like bruce in that she doesnt really like it, but her seasoning is much better. has one banger dish she pulls out for special occasions. i think as she's gotten older she's become more comfortable with it, but it's never gonna be a top priority

helena - extremely good imo. i cant imagine she didnt push herself w/ cooking. was surprised at how much she liked it at first but cooking is v enjoyable. loves to experiment, loves to learn new things, i think her wheelhouse is the sheer variety of things she likes and is willing to do

jean paul valley - you see his grad major?...he cant cook /jk jk im sorry i know yall can cook. but i dont feel like he specifically has a good handle on it. okay with like. basic pasta and jarred sauce. dont ask more of him than that. he would not want to do more than that. give him insta ramen anyday. he would not burn down the kitchen or anything but would be stressed af

if i forgot someone lo siento i think this is a good spread

#dc #headcanons #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #barbara gordon #duke thomas #kate kane #helena bertinelli #jean paul valley #willing to take the L if there's smth in canon i havent seen #lotta comics man #i aint seen em all

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grits-galraisedinthesouth · 19 days

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This sugar has said untrue & unkind things about Catherine since she was Miss Middleton. He's also said unkind things about those of us who support her. She's a global "rock star" and he intends to profit off her name & her story. No thank you!! Unbelievable.

#Robert Jobson #the princess of wales #kategate #catherine elizabeth middleton #the prince and princess of wales #wills and kate #the duchess of cambridge #sewer rats

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unavailabletozombies · 5 months

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Benophie au where Sophie is called in last minute to be a Party Princess for Amelia’s 4th birthday party - Daphne had hired the company Penwood’s Once Upon a Party to supply the Princesses - because Posy’s sick.

She arrives at Hasting House with the other 3 performers (an Ariel, Tiana, and Rapunzel) dressed as Cinderella and is swept immediately into the chaos of a party full of 4-5 year olds.

All of the Bridgerton sibs had been begged to dress up by their niece (none of whom can withstand the puppy eyes she has expertly mastered), and Benedict is in the middle of complaining to Colin about his itchy Prince Charming costume when the Princesses arrive. He is immediately enchanted by the Cinderella and doesn’t even notice Colin laughing as he stares at her with the same look of awe the kids have.

He spends the next hour trying to work out how to appropriately flirt with a Princess at his niece’s birthday when Amelia practically drags the Cinderella over to “Uncle Benny!” to meet her “Prince Charming”. Sophie is desperately trying to withhold a laugh at the girl’s enthusiasm and curtesies to the man standing in front of her.

Amelia’s “Uncle Benny you have to dance with her, she’s your Princess!” is all it takes for Ben to offer his hand to the performer and lead her to the ‘dance floor’ (the circle of garden full of children on sugar highs) where some ridiculous KidsBop music is playing. The pair dance as Amelia starts telling her parents, aunts, uncles, and grandmother to come join as well - she makes Colin dance with the Ariel (Anthony mutters something about Colin and Redheads to a bemused Kate) - and soon the garden is full of adults dancing “like they do in the balls!” between running children.

Benedict uses this chaos to try and find out all he can about the mysterious princess, his attempts being hampered by the Cinderella (because she refuses to tell him her actual name and risk breaking the magic if a child overhears) only answering in character.

“What do you do for fun?” “Oh, I listen to the wonderful stories of GusGus, and talk to the geese.”

“What’s your favourite colour?” “Well many think it’s blue, and my mother’s was pink, but I love silver. It’s why my fairy godmother made my dress like this.”

“Do you have any siblings? I have frankly too many.” “Only two step-sisters, they try their best but they can struggle to be kind.”

“Please tell me what your real name is.” “You may call me Ella if you so wish.”

The conversation goes in circles with Ben trying to control his growing frustration at her evasion as she smiles more broadly with each line.

Sophie is eventually pulled away by Amelia to go to the craft table and Benedict is left bereft and nursing a crush that has definitely been clocked by the many Bridgertons.

The party eventually winds to a close with the princesses saying their goodbyes to the children and parents arriving to pick them up. With the last guests gone, and only Bridgertons at the house, Benedict tries one last time to speak to the Cinderella hoping to ask her out for a drink, when he gets swept up by a tired Amelia asking to be carried. By the time she’s settled on his back the princesses have vanished and his heart starts to sink mentally kicking himself for missing his chance.

That is until Simon walks up to him and passes him a card with a knowing look. Glancing down Benedict sees the logo of Penwood’s Once Upon A Party, and underneath, a quickly drawn shoe.

“Not quite an actual glass slipper, but good luck mate”.

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