#ANSWERED LETTERS — ​007

[asuyaka]

SHUT THE FLIPPING FRONT DOOR-

I JUST SAW DLSK ON UR LIST AND NOW I FEEL OBLIGATED TO REQUEST

How about some general HCS for Saiki(we all saw that coming), Aiura and Teruhashi(all separately) for Reader spending quality time with them during the weekend or holidays, just some good fluff for this wacky and over-the-top anime(/pos ofc). Could be platonic or romantic, I don't mind either!

Also if you don't write for multiple characters then just quality time spending one-shot with Saiki is fine too.

- Sincerely, 🌈 Anon.

★ - aaaa!!! DLSK 's literally 'm comfort anime— m soso normal rn!!

☆ - Saiki Kusuo, Aiura Mikoto, & Teruhashi Kokomi x Male Reader! (Platonic !! :3 )

He’s honestly so confused because… why do you wanna spend time with him??

It isn’t like you’re all hanging out in your group (of friends he didn’t want) it’s just the two of you. 

He’s read your mind, maybe you had some sort of ulterior motive? Like maybe you wanted to hang out because of his… smarts or something? He’s made sure to be average in all forms of school, average enough for him not to fail and at the same time not be too noticeable.

But no. You want to hang out with him because he’s fun to hang out with.

It isn’t that he hates your company, you aren’t as dumb as the people he regularly hangs out with (Bless him and his ability to keep up with Nendou Riki of all people) and you know when to keep a comfortable silence if the situation calls for it.

Well… since you insist on spending the holidays, he has to let you, right?

“Ooh! What about these, Saiki?” You ask excitedly, holding up two pairs of matching heart-shaped glasses. 

There was a Christmas sale going on, and you decided it would be fun to go glasses shopping for no real reason, you just thought it would be fun.

Saiki, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to care what you get. He’s just here because you forced asked him to come. 

A soft smile adorns your face anyway. It doesn’t matter that Saiki is barely adding any input, you know him well enough— at least you hope so— to pick up the small details in his body language. 

“Can I take off your glasses for a second?” You know how protective Saiki is of his glasses and you assume it’s because his eyes are sensitive to light. 

Saiki takes the glasses from your hands, turns around, making sure to close his eyes the second he takes his glasses off, and puts on the Hello Kitty pair you gave him.

“Aww! You look adorable!” You coo, a pair of Kuromi glasses on your face. You assumed they were a matching pair, they were close enough on the shelves for it anyway. 

Saiki didn’t point out the fact that they were beach glasses, not because he wanted to keep the smile on your face— no, no, no, he’s psychic, he doesn’t care about anyone else’s feelings! 

…Though he can’t lie that the smile on your face makes him content in a way.

You pull him in, holding up your phone in a selfie position. Your hands making bunny ears behind Saiki’s head. “Merry Christmas!” You say happily as Saiki holds up a peace sign, his signature RBF never leaving.

You don’t mind though. RBF or not, Saiki’s face is very pleasing to look at. Saving the picture and saving it as your wallpaper, you look back at Saiki who still had the Hello Kitty glasses on, surprisingly.

“There’s a cafe nearby, and they’re having a Christmas sale. We can go there, or head back to your place?” 

“Cafe.” 

You nod, paying for the items and making your way to fill Saiki’s love for pastries.

Saiki’s lips curl upwards, a small— tiny– minuscule amount. 

Whatever this is, it’s nice. Just the two of you and the soft snowflakes of the winter. 

It’s a calming feeling. One he really enjoys.

 Yes, yes, yes, yes, and did I already say… yes?

She loves loves loves loves (!) spending time with people she cares about, so of course you aren’t any different!

 Her fortune-telling gig is always a bit busy during Christmas, but you don’t mind waiting!

When she finally gets off work, you two decide to go shopping, because… Christmas sales, hello???

Literally, the best and worst are crafted during that time together.

You two spend so much money, it really—seriously— isn’t funny.

“Mikoto! Here, try these!” You say excitedly, gaining some odd stares from other people who are shopping, but you two couldn’t care less.

It’s Christmas, you two have a shit ton of money saved up, and you’re planning to go broke.

Mikoto grins, holding up the outfit you got for her. It’s a black crop top with a small heart at the top that was bound to show some cleavage with how big her chest was, paired with denim shorts white legs, and hand warmers.

She takes it into the changing room and you go looking for more outfits, or some jewelry. You needed more earrings anyway. 

A few minutes later, Mikoto walks out and your expectations are immediately met. She looks nothing short of beautiful. 

“I like this one a lot! Think we can get a matching pair for you?” You shrug, but begin looking in the same area where you got the clothes for her.

It took a bit of time and a bit of accessory confusion, but your matching outfits were assembled. Your shorts were a bit longer because the store, unfortunately, didn’t have short shorts like the ones Mikoto had in the men's section.

Other than that, everything else matched to a T. From the shirt—which showed the slightest bit of your pectorals— to the shoes, to the rings and necklaces. 

Mikoto holds up her phone, a bright smile on her face. “Cheese!!” The two of you say, both of your hands together to make a heart. 

She sends it to you and Saiki because she wants him to be ‘jealous’ or whatever. 

“What do you say we go get bubble tea and dango?” 

You gasp. “I’m totally on board with that.”

The two of you laugh softly, take the clothes off, and go pay. Expensive? Hell yes, but working more shifts than you normally did paid off—literally.

Of course, you want to spend time with her! She’s the most perfect, quintessential pretty girl after all!

She won’t tell you that she’s surprised a guy just wants to hang out with her just to hang out. 

No funny business, not because you have a crush on her, but because you thought it would be fun to spend the holidays together.

(Un)Fortunately, she is God’s favorite so you two really can’t go outside unless you want to get stared at the entire time.

If you don’t mind, then she doesn’t mind either. She’s used to it anyway.

It’s odd at first, she thought you wanted to use her to boost your popularity, or impress your friends, but later into the sleepover(?) she realized you just wanted to spend time together, as friends.

As odd as it is—Saiki is the only man who seems to be weak to her charms, and it looks like you are too— it’s a… welcome feeling, to say the least.

You and Teruhashi are in your room, watching an old Christmas movie you found in your closet a few weeks ago. Both of you had hot cocoa in your laps, paired with a plate of gingerbread cookies and graham crackers.

“Teruhashi…” You start, keeping your eyes on the screen. “Do you want to make cinnamon rolls?”

Her eyes widen, having to push down the excitement so you don’t think she’s childish. “Yeah, of course!”

The two of you smile and rush downstairs, you make a quick pit stop to tell your mother what you two were planning to do and all she tells you is to not burn the house down.

You grab all the ingredients needed and Teruhashi grabs all the bowls, whisks, and whatever baking equipment you two may need.

“Alright! Now, let’s get started!” You say in confidence and Teruhashi nods.

A beat of silence stretches out between you two as you aimlessly stare at the glare in the mixing bowls. “...I can’t bake.” 

“...I can’t either.”

You two stare at each other with blank expressions before starting to laugh. It’s a nice, playful sound that you two share together. Teruhashi thinks it’s alright that she’s able to have fun without someone trying to impress her 24/7, but she’s not going to tell you that!

“You know what they say, right Teru?” 

She cocks her head confusedly. “Fake it ‘till you make it?”

You finger-gun at her. “Exactly! And if we do burn the house down, this was my brother’s idea, not mine!”

She rolls her eyes but takes out the flour, sugar, eggs, and milk. The two of you silently decide that you’re going to do all the mixing, and Teruhashi will do all the measuring/putting it in the bowl.

As the two of you work in tandem, you’re also singing Christmas songs along with her. From old to new, slight romantic undertones or not, it’s fun.

And that only gets better when you have to leave the dough to rise. Straight Karaoke the entire time. You’re sure your throat is going to hurt later from all the mild yelling you’re doing, but who cares? 

If you’re having fun with someone you care about, you’ll worry about pain later.

Surprisingly, you two didn’t burn the house down.

The cinnamon rolls do come out a tad, just slightly dry, but they taste amazing.

You and Teruhashi high-five. “We should do this again next year, but invite everyone else. What do you think?” You ask, taking a sip of your now slightly lukewarm hot cocoa.

Teruhashi is a bit conflicted. It would be nice if you invited the girls and Saiki over because she knows she can kind of be herself around them, but everyone else? 

You notice her nervousness because you immediately say: “Or it can just be the both of us. No worries.” You shrug, taking a bite of the cinnamon roll that is 100% too hot to be in your mouth at the moment.

Teruhashi smiles at that. “Just the two of us is fine.”

You bump hips with her, carrying the plate of cinnamon rolls upstairs and to your room. 

Teruhashi follows shortly after. The type of friendship you two have is something she would never give up. 

Not even to make Saiki say ‘Oh wow!’ to her face.

#writin' shit. #ANSWERED LETTERS — ​007 #saiki k #saiki kusuo #aiura mikoto #teruhashi kokomi #DLSK #saiki x reader #saiki x male reader #aiura x male reader #teruhashi x male reader #saiki k x male reader #🌈: anon! #the disastrous life of saiki k. #x male reader #the disastrous life of saiki k x male reader #male reader

[healthysclf]

tag dump: general blog things

#*001. autismcreature.jpeg // ooc. #*002. perfumed letters // answered ask. #*003. more ghosts than people // anon. #*004. will smith pose // promo. #*005. sticks m'leggy out // self promo. #*006. shall i fetch a carrier pigeon? // starter call. #*007. wanted posters // memes. #*008. i am a pigeon and these are my breadcrumbs // wanted plots. #*009. yee fucking haw // humor tag. #*010. save a horse ride a cowboy // nsft.

[ak4rin]

@waraningyo gets a letter from akari!

( 007. a letter written in the case of my muse’s death. )

dear nobara,

of you're reading this then i guess someone went through my things already and decided to hand it over to you. i apologise in advance for letting such a grim thought take over to the point of me writing this, but times are dark and you know me - always worrying about something.

let me preface this by saying something i fear girls like us don't get told often: i'm proud of you and all the things you accomplished this year. i never really understood the whole point of former students finding their younger selves in new classes, at least not until you showed up! i could recognise myself in you since day one - the drive, the pushing further to prove you're on the same level, the kindness in spite of all the unspoken hurt. i wish i could have learned more about you, and though i'm absolutely the least person in the room able to provide that, i wish i could have provided more advices than scoldings for never answering your phone on time ( i hope you still learned something from that too )

most of all i hope our similarities end with our scholastic careers - don't get me wrong, i will be the first to say thay there's more to it than this life ... but i also will endlessly cheer you on until you make it to be the best first grade sorcerer of your generation ( which again, i'm absolutely sure you will be. you've got great mentors that will make sure of that ) though i won't lie to you, if i really am gone and you're reading this then know i'm sad i won't get to see it.

i've always wanted a sister growing up ( don't tell arata that, he will roll his eyes into another dimension ) but i guess the universe really does work in mysterious ways - it brought you on my path after all. so my wish for you is to keep your fire, but also never forget to nurture your friendships and loves you might find along the way as you can never know what kind of beautiful things can hide in the most mundane situations. bend when you can, snap when you have to. keep your principles and believe in your competence.

lastly honor the fallen but don't let the past consume you - you'd be surprised to know how many of us have failed at this despite our best efforts. please at least attempt to not come see me until you're in your nineties, i have an ongoing bet about that and i would really like to win.

i wish you every good thing in the world and more.

with love, always.

nitta.

#answered. #waraningyo #you say angst i'm telling you i'm drowning in tears

[archivalofsins]

Lope: This one considers herself a bit of a funny girl. She's not that comedic though. Hm, this pair is a bit on the nose...

Lope's Commencement

Daniel Prisoner 001

Mirelle Prisoner 002

Zareth Prisoner 003

Afra Prisoner 004

Nell Newell 005

Ooopsie did you need that?

Ina Faraday 006

Geraud Princeton 007

008- Vinya Artley

Place of birth: Wyoming, Ohio

Date of birth: 05/18/2007

Age: 16

Ethnicity: Jamaican American

This one is a bit of a blank. A real space cadet. She was the last one to wake up. Seems she might take sleeping medication of some sort. When she woke up she was incredibly hyper. This one is chatty in all capital letters. It seems like she always has to be talking and she talks incredibly fast on top of that.

Prisoner Color: #CEB02A

Permanent Record

Vinya could be applying herself much better. She’s currently sitting at 2.00 GPA. She’s inattentive in class and disruptive. Her social skills are flourishing but she has a bad habit of disrupting people before they can speak, shouting out answers when she wasn't called upon and is prone to getting distracted. She also has poor balance sometimes tripping over nothing. She plays it off very well usually getting a laugh out her peers.

However, many of the teachers are concerned that she may not understand when people are laughing at her and not with her.

XXXXX: Vinya go on do the thing again it was so funny.

Vinya: Oh, I don’t know-

XXXXXXX: Please?

XXXXX: Yeah none of them got to see it and it was so funny.

Vinya: Oh, alright I guess.

XXXXXXX: Ha, that was hilarious you were right.

Vinya: Ha-ha yeah glad you liked it.

Dear Mr.Artley,

We are contracting to inform you that your daughters behavior has gotten out of control. Her habits are not only immensely disruptive but could end up causing her great physical injury if she continued. Please, take some time to talk to her about her behavior at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely, XXXXXX

Mr.Artley: Vinya you can’t keep being disruptive in class. Plus what is this about great physical injury.

Vinya: Oh I just tripped a few times it’s no big deal. Everybody thought it was funny. It got a lot of laughs just like your stuff does. My friends loved it.

Mr.Artley: Look sweetie you can’t just go falling on cue. That stuff takes practice. You could get really injured doing that incorrectly. Plus no real friends would sit back and watch you make a fool of yourself for entertainment.

Vinya: I am not making a fool of myself! They think I’m funny because I’m being funny. You don’t know what you’re talking about- In fact you’re being a jerk! I’m funny I am- You just don’t get the joke because you’re old!

Mr.Artley: Vinya get back down here- Slapstick is older than both of us and you know it. Falling down or off of stuff is literally the oldest joke in the book!

Vinya: I don't hear you jealous old man says what?! La,la,la-

Mr.Artley: What-hey!

Vinya: Ha; you said it.

#milgram oc #Gunsli and Star's oc milgram #Vinya oc prisoner 008

[lgchyejoo]

₊˚✧    ››    CRYSTALLIS MISSION 007  // love letter

hyejoo has always thought that when it came down to it, it was easier to put feelings into words than it was to say them out loud. saying words to a person meant that you would see their reaction right away and get immediate feedback, but in a letter she could write down her feelings and then run away before having to get an answer. so she thinks this love letter video is perfect, because there are so many things that she would like to say to the members and the fans, but always felt too shy to say it out loud. so once she puts her pen to the paper, things start to come naturally.

hi ichika! it's been a while since i sat down and wrote a letter like this, so i'm sorry if it's awkward. but just know that my sincere feelings are in this letter! when i first met you, i thought you were pretty and you looked like someone i would want to be friends with, but i didn't know how to approach you. you have that aura of being way cooler than me, you know? so i didn't have the chance to talk to you more until future dreams, but i feel like we weren't that close then? it wasn't until we were in crystallis together that we became closer, when we had schedules together and we would hang out in the dorm together. over the times that we spent practicing and performing and being together, i've come to rely on you a lot. when i'm feeling upset, i know that i can come to you with my worries. but when i'm happy too, i know that you'll celebrate with me. and now you're still the pretty and cool ichika that i first met, but you're the pretty and cool ichika who's my close friend too ♡ it feels like a long time since we started our journey in crystallis, but i know there's a lot of time ahead of us too. now that we're going on tour, i want to say that you've been a great leader, and i feel like our group will have a lot of success with you at the front. and i hope that when you have any hard times, you can rely on me as well! i hope we can be in crystallis and perform together for a long time ♡

#( ‧₊˚✧ › solo ) #lgc:crystallismission

[dekusheroacademia]

All IidaMomo moments

I will try to keep this post updated, but under cut here is all IidaMomo moments. For now it is manga only, but I will add Ovas and movies. Keep in mind that there will be spoilers of the manga.

IIDAMOMO MOMENTS

MANGA

007: Momo reprimands Iida´s strong reaction

012: Momo asks Izuku to speak up, and this is in relation to Izuku giving up his presidency for Iida

016: Iida thinks about Momo, Todoroki and Tokoyami when he is running to call the teacher during the UJS attack

027: Iida and Momo are both in Todoroki´s team, and working together (cavalry)

083-084: Iida and Momo both decide to follow the others to save Bakugou, mainly with the same role. Momo explictly says that she will be like Iida, there to make sure that everything goes well

085: After Iida punches Deku, Momo comments that his reason for accompanying them is not very convincing and she reprimands him

090: Momo is concerned about Iida when he starts explaining a possible plan and how risky the situation is at Kamino

095: Momo tells Iida, Kirishima and Deku to go straight home, after Kamino, clearly worried

108: At the license exam, after Momo passed the first selection, she comments that she hope Iida is okay out there, as she doesn´t see him in the area, with the people who passed the selection

130: A small interaction, where Momo excuses the absence of some classmates to Iida

169: Iida and Momo have a very similar idea of what the festival should be about, and a very similar reaction to the classmates reacting and rejecting the suggestions

169: Iida gets a little heated up and ask the class to be silence, and Momo regretfully comments "So much for mantaining order"

171: They comment together about the plan for the festival

OVAS

OVA01: Save! Rescue Training

Uraraka is laughing because Iida is playing his role of "victim to rescue" extremely seriously. Momo comments that she thinks it is really wonderful that Iida is being so serious about it.

OVA03: Make It! Do-or-Die Survival Training

Iida and Momo take control of the team, and organize themselves up in smaller team. They end up working together

When the place collapses, Iida throws himself in front of Momo, saving her from danger

When Iida gets hurt, Momo immediately calls for help, and then quickly works with Deku and the others to save Iida, concerned about him

Once Iida wakes up, he immediately thanks Momo for her help, and Momo replies that she is the one who needs to thank him, for having saved her

ANIME EXTRAS/FILLER

The anime (license exam) adds a scene where Momo wonders what Todoroki or Iida or Deku would do

In season 5, when Todoroki gets his license, Iida and Momo congratulates him. Very cute scene where they look like proud parents

In season 6 we see Iida and Momo reading Deku's letter together

In the last episode of season 6, Momo and Iida approach Deku together to reassure him

TEAM UP MISSION

Iida and Momo have a whole chapter together, where they work in tandem to look for a mysterious hero who saved a girl. They also get plenty of compliment for their good nature and helpulness

MOVIES

Movie 1: Two heroes

Iida has been invited to the Expo. When Momo sees him she smiles, saying that she was wondering if he would be there

When All Might is taken hostage, Iida suggests to follow his instructions and escape. Momo agrees with him.

Iida and Momo are the most dubious about the plan to save all the hostages but they are both convinced by Melissa's plan

Iida and Momo have a plan B against the robots

Momo and Iida decide to stay behind to fight the machines, with the others

Iida is helping an exhausted Momo walk

Iida asks Momo to take care of things down there, while him and Kirishima jump in to fight

Movie 2: Heroes Rising

Iida and Momo are answering calls in a separate small room together

Later on, Iida and Momo, together, reminds the class that they all have to work hard because they are still studends

They are the first to run up to the people when they took their gift (food) to the office, and then they thank them

A villain attacks the island, Momo asks what is the plan and Iida answers, splitting people in teams. Momo gives a reassuring speech to the class

Momo walks up to Iida, and together they rile the class up with a Plus Ultra

SCHOOL BRIEFS (NOVELS)

Novel 01

Ch6: Mineta is talking about Jirou being flat chested, and Iida comments that breasts are breasts at any size. Momo agrees with him

Novel 02

Ch4: Momo thinks about how a date with Iida would be and how serious he would be

DRAMA CD season 3

Volume 3

(During Kamino) Iida and Momo are quite enthusiastic about going into the department store to find clothes to disguise themselves with, they are the only ones actually enjoying it. They comment that this is an amazing store (they have never been in such a cheapt store) and that they are so happy there!

EXTRA SKITS

Hero fest 2022 skits (@dekob0ko and shibuyasmash summaries)

The girls (and Kaminari) are looking for Iida, he is not in his room, so Momo comments that he is quite a hard worker so he probably already finished cleaning the room and he is cleaning elsewhere now

#iidamomo #momo yaoyorozu #iida tenya #love them #ships moments #iidamomo moments

[stardewtm]

꒰ ꕤ ꒱      a rather mysterious letter arrived in your mailbox this morning. it was postmarked pelican town, but that's the only discerning feature on the otherwise crisp white envelope. upon opening it (which you might have said that you weren't going to do, but curiosity got the better of you, didn't it?) it's a simple white page, with some questions typed out using what could only be described as a typewriter that has seen better days.

will you answer it factually, or make it seem like the joke you take it to be? the choice is up to you.

001. if you could close your eyes and, as soon as you open them, be transported somewhere else, where would you go and why?

002. what is one thing you never leave home without?

003. what is your greatest weakness?

004. what is your greatest strength?

005. where do you go when you need to take a break? what draws you here?

006. if your past self from 10 years ago saw you now, what do you think they would say? do you think they would be proud or mortified?

007. what is your favorite way to spend the day?

008. what tradition, holiday or festival, if any, means the most to you? why is that?

009. when i say the word 'memory,' what comes to mind?

010. what are the words you'd like to live by?

regardless of the importance of the questions or the person asking it, there is one thing to note: you are here and perhaps, that is the most important thing.

welcome to pelican town!

please tag all posts with stardewtm:task and this is a rolling task. there’s no due date!

#happy opening! #stardewtm:task

[mudpuddless]

James Bond Fae AU

[ID: its a comic made up of five panels. every panel besides the first is drawn in black lineart on off white background. the first panel is a in full colour, showing an unlit kitchen. barely anything is visible besides a few cupboards silhouettes and a figure crouching on a bar stool which is standing in the middle of the room. the crouching figure's silhouette shows them holding chopsticks and a bowl of noodles. they have some sort of wrap around their head and their eyes are bright orange dots. at the top of the frame white writing reads "rec" followed by a red dot and the time stamp "03:47:00". similar writing at the bottom of the frame reads "staff kitchen, Q-branch, security level 3" in all capital letters. the second frame shows Q, the quartermaster sitting at a table in front of a laptop. he is wearing a too-large t-shirt and a headset and is resting his face in one hand. at his neck two dot-like bite marks are visible. he seems tired and a little bored. above the laptop a small box appears with an arrow towards the screen; it reads "motion detected". another arrow pointing towards the headset reads "003 in Australia". a timestamp at the top left corner reads 03:48, Q-branch". The third frame shows Q standing in a doorway, cabinets to his left as he flicks on the light. he is wearing the same t-shirt, a small "bond" stitched on his left chest, sweatpants and socks and he is smiling lightly at someone, showing off long canines. his right hand is still at the light switch and his left is scratching his belly. speech bubbles beside his head say "'sup eve" and "full moon already?" in capital letters. The fourth frame shows a woman, Eve Moneypenny in oversized sweats labelled "007" crouching on a bar stool, eating noodles from a bowl. She is wearing a beauty facemask and under-eye pads and her hair is wrapped up in a towel on her hand. in one hand she is holding chopsticks and she is happily chewing on something, one eye squinted shut against the light. a small post-it note on the bowl reads "Q". Q is partially visible from the back at the left side of the frame. Eve is mumbling something indiscernible with a lilt, then something else which seems to be a question. Q answers: "Oh, James is on his way. on an unrelated note, is that his backup sweatshirt?". Eve answeres with a confirmative "Hmmm." The fifth frame shows a more cartoony style James Bond in booty shorts and a sports bra standing in a doorway, holding open the door behind him. he seems confused and is looking towards the bottom right corner of the frame, where chibi heads of Q and Eve, now both with facemark are grinning up at him, surrounded by cartoon flowers. His clothes are labeled "Eve's". end ID]

#007 fest 2022 #007 fest #team civilian #James Bond #fae AU #eve moneypenny #q #quartermaster

[renewherself]

MIT Mystery Hunt 2024

Deep Conspiracy - Solo-solved the subpuzzle "From the Vault"

IV Guys - Realised what the core mechanic of the puzzle was after Googling the puzzle title (the rebuses corresponded to phrases formed by removing letters from store names) - Solved the rebuses for IKE(A), GOO(D)WILL, and (GI)ANT EAGLE

Steam Library - Identified all the enemies in the subpuzzle "Terraria," and figured out that each enemy inflicts a specific debuff that one of the accessories used to form the Ankh Charm protects against

Deposit at the Word Bank - Figured out the correct answer to the clue "Toll" was PEAL, enabling team to progress with the solve

Rhyme Thyme - Solved 90% of the clues after figuring out all the answers in each category had to rhyme (and were in alphabetical order)

Show of Hands - Identified the categories "tennis scores," "troy weight units," "chemical elements," "synonyms of 'tow'," "letter sounds," "Greek letters," "South Park characters," and "abbreviations for time"

Welcome to the Festival - Solo-solved

You're the Only One - Solved the clues for CALLER I'D OWE/COLORADO and GERM I KNEE/GERMANY

Divine Intervention - Figured out that the prayers could also be offered to Catholic saints - Figured out that the canonical hours that were missing letters indicated times that were shifted back a number of hours equal to the number of missing letters

The Other Scottish Play - Identified all the characters in each scene using online resources

This Puzzle Keeps Turning Upside Down and We Can't Figure Out Why - Figured out that each set of songs was taken from a specific movie soundtrack (with one odd song out)

Augmented Raility - Figured out the ninth screenshot is of GoldenEye 007 through extensive Googling

Najaf to... - Noted that the three alphabetically consecutive letters in the names of LKM did not have to be adjacent or in alphabetical order - Identified the destinations TOKYO, CHATTOGRAM, SPARTANBURG, DAKAR, GRANADA, ACCRA, and NEWPORT NEWS

Revolting Developments - Solo-solved, including figuring out that rebuses clued songs by The Decemberists and each dictionary definition contained a superfluous portion that clued a word from the lyrics of each song that was offset from the primary definition's word by a number of words equal to the day in December of the corresponding headline

League of Their Own - Identified that the rebuses corresponded to Cranjis McBasketball names from Impractical Jokers

Halloween TV Guide - Figured out the puzzle centered on episodes of TV shows that were parodies of A Christmas Carol from the flavor text alone

Itineratum de Urbes Universum - Solo-solved post-hunt

#puzzle hunt #puzzle hunts #puzzles #self-confidence #mit mystery hunt #mit mystery hunt 2024

[alljamesbondgames]

James Bond 007: Thunderball Game

Original Release: 1965

Developer: Milton Bradley

Publisher: Milton Bradley

Platform: Board Game

A roll and move James Bond board game was inevitable, but this one has some nice ideas – although clearly inspired by Cluedo.

In this game, you are travelling to 6 different areas to try and identify nuclear bombs – one of them is the real one and the others are fake. Movement is done by dice, you roll two and pick which one you want for your movement and which one to move the spectre agent (who will injure anyone he lands on), although the latter only moves in one direction.

Once you reach an island (which requires an exact roll), you secretly look at the bomb and the triangle token, this will give you a colour and a letter. You then need to return to the centre island an pick a new number island to head towards. Once you’ve looked at all six bombs, you use the code on your sheet to identify which colour is the real bomb, and then head to it to win (if you figure it out early, you still need to have looked at all bombs and filled in the sheet to win).

Instead of heading to an area, you can also choose to go “on the prowl”. You can’t visit any islands, but can move around the board looking for other agents. If you land on one, you will get to look at one of their answers.

It’s quite simple, but has some nice ideas.

#james bond #thunderball #sean connery #board game #007

[outofangband]

please write húrin skyping mae2 (maedhros + maeglin!) if u feel like it, it sounds so interesting!!

Context: I had this ridiculous idea of Elves in Mandos using a magical device like a palantír to talk to humans in the human afterlife. And Húrin Skyping in weekly to take part in Maedhros and Maeglin's anti Morgoth club.

Edit: PART TWO

Here's a little snapshot into one of their meetings in the form of the meeting minutes :)

CW: this is a meeting for survivors of torture by Morgoth and while there's no descriptions of abuse and the tone is pretty light, there is the background of trauma

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Anti Morgoth Club: Closed Meeting For Survivors

Meeting Minutes

Transcribed by Nelyo

001: Final member of group arrives, Húrin already contacted and present, final member chastised for being one minute late

004: pleasantries exchanged, updates on members lives given

007: Reluctance to begin body of meeting expressed by all three present members, letter from Lord Námo urging members to to use meetings for cathartic rather than entertainment reasons reread by attending Maia of the Halls

009: Attending Maia suggests numerous 'prompts' to encourage productive discussion among members, prompts met with outrage by present elves and silence from present human

010: One such prompt asks each member to describe emotions associated with captivity that do not include anger as "There is no difficulty shown by any of you in expressing anger". The exception is anger at ordeal or a specific event rather than merely towards relevant Vala

011: One member suggests several synonyms to anger, these are agreed upon by other members.

012: Attending Maia expresses annoyance at members

013: Silence falls between members

014: Húrin suggests "grief" as an emotion, does not elaborate when asked by attending Maia

015: "Grief" reluctantly seconded by present elves but no elaboration is given by either

016: Attending Maia asks why anger is easiest and receives no answer

017: Attending Maia asks if any members feel anger towards or blame themselves for any aspect of their captivity despite ready anger towards relevant Vala

018: All present members make nonverbal indicators of discomfort at posed question.

019: Meeting temporarily adjourned when one member attempts destruction of a nearby pillar, no injuries occur and member is successfully returned to meeting by Attending Maia

020: Members not involved in destruction of pillar attempt comforting words at member involved in destruction, comfort encouraged by Attending Maia

023: Conclusion that relevant Vala is dreadful agreed upon by all members, unfriendly feelings towards other relevant Vala (Námo) expressed to a lesser extent

025: Tea is offered to elven members, some substance or other offered to human member

026: Húrin praised by elven member for words spoken to relevant Vala, agrees to accept praise

027: Húrin and elven member discuss favored insults, criticize relevant Vala for sensitivity

028: Maeglin expresses both mirth at insults and regret for not offering more of his own

029: Attending Maia looks weary at reliving of insults but is pleased that emotion other than anger is discussed

030: Maeglin assured by other members.

031: Maeglin is offered by Attending Maia parchment and a quill and encouraged to write down what he would like to tell Relevant Vala

035: Letter to relevant Vala completed, included with transcripts, not copied here due to profane language expressed at both relevant Vala and Maeglin

037: Attending Maia agrees to allow members discussion of topics other than relevant Vala

037: Members begin discussion of other matters

054: Meeting adjourned

#Húrin #Maedhros #Maeglin #Námo #The Silmarillion #Post Angband #short writings

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WEEK 3 DRABBLES ARE HERE!

Now, let’s refresh your memory about the prompt

We have asked our writers to write between 100 and 150 words of an acrostic drabble for NO TIME. (We wanted each paragraph to start with the given letters.)

THEY DID SUCH AN AWESOME JOB!

Now, how to vote?

Yup, that’s pretty much the method, although the writing of the individual feedback full of love is very much optional. (And yes, we’re reusing this meme from last week.)

Read the drabbles below the line (or on wordpress) and GO VOTE when you’re done!

#1

Title: Little Prick Author: sorion Warnings: none Summary: Just some bondy banter.

Now, that was just rude, Q thought, sipping his tea with his eyes on the computer screen and giving a weak attempt at not looking amused.

Other than the potted plant in the corner, nobody was convinced of said attempt, and neither was Bond at the other end of the satellite connection, and he couldn't even see Q.

The hand gesture Bond waved at the hidden camera was still rude, though less original.

"I can hear you laugh into your tea; don't think I can't," Bond's crystal-clear voice echoed through Q-Branch.

"Mmm," Q hummed in agreement. "I have to get my kicks from somewhere, Bond, and you're usually a reliable source."

Ever the gentleman, Bond conceded with grace. "Alright, you win," he said. "Provided, of course, that you stop laughing for long enough to get me out of here, so I can come home."

#2

Title: White Knight Author: sunaddicted Warnings: none Summary: bratty agents really do get on Bill’s nerves

"No."

"Oh, come on!"

Tanner arched an eyebrow at the raised tone of voice 009 was directing at him: he definitely didn't appreciate being talked to in such manner by a bratty agent - how the man was Q's favorite (besides Bond, of course), Bill would never know.

 "I'm not messing around with the line-up just because you want to go to Malaysia." 

M cleared his throat from the entrance of Tanner's office, looking coldly at 009. "Of course you're not. You should go get kitted for your own mission, 009: I believe R is waiting for you in Q-Branch."

Exhaling loudly, 009 pursed his lips and left with a stiff and parting nod - it was absolutely satisfying to watch. "You didn't have to come and save me," Bill pointed out, smiling up at the other  even as M bent down to kiss him. "Thank you, though."

#3

Title: Another Door Opens Author: soufflegirl91 Warnings: None Summary: Eve contemplates a door, and what led her to it

Now or never.

One way or another, things were about to change forever. In a way, everything from the moment she had shot James Bond off that bridge in Turkey had been leading to this.

The door loomed ahead, waiting for her to take the next step. There had been a time when she thought that with that one shot, she had ruined things forever. That any opportunity she had to prove herself in the field, any chance of a career, had crashed into the water with Bond’s body.

Instead, it had merely opened another door for her. Given her a chance to learn things she never would have in the field. The people, the politics. All the little games the field agents never saw.

“M,” her secretary greeted.

Eve nodded back at her, and walked through the door to her new office.

#4

Title: Inside Information Author: starrboned / MrKsan Warnings: content warning: alcohol Summary: Bond is back again and bets are placed.

“No,” Q said over his glass of gin, finishing it off in one swig. “Not doing this again.”

“Or you could stop being such a wet blanket and place your bet already,” Moneypenny said, poking him in the ribs. He swatted at her, scooting closer to Tanner. “We all know Bond will ‘retire’ soon enough.”

“That’s all everyone’s talking about,” Q huffed, staring at his empty glass. “He’s back, he’s off again - it’s a never-ending cycle.” Almost wish he'd stay gone, he didn't say.

“It is,” Tanner sighs, nudging his half-full pint towards Q. “But even Mallory wagered a full six months."

“Mallory did?” Q almost choked on Tanner’s beer. “That’s - that’s unusual of him.”

“Eh, said something about how ‘Bond has something to prove' this time around.“ Tanner grinned. Q felt his cheeks warm under his knowing gaze. "Maybe he has some inside information, huh?"

#5

Title: No Time Like The Present Author: storm_of_sharp_things Warnings: none Summary: Felix had been wondering if it was ever going to happen

“Not that you need to answer, but did you ever sleep with him?” Felix looked up from his glass as MI6’s Chief of Staff dropped into the chair next to him at the bar and quirked an eyebrow. It wasn’t how Felix would’ve started this conversation, but...

“Once,” he admitted. He tossed back the rest of his drink. “You?”

Tanner nodded, his gaze distant. “Once,” he said with a faint smile. “Seemed a good idea at the time.”

“I don’t regret it,” Felix said. Then he shrugged and smirked. “I think we’d have shot each other if we’d really tried to make it work. But I do miss him.”

“Me too.” Tanner paused long enough that Felix wondered if he’d follow through. “Listen, I’ve got some good bourbon back at mine. Want a drink where it’s quieter?”

“Easy answer,” Felix grinned. “Hell yes, thought you’d never ask, let’s go.”

#6

Title: Entanglement Author: Nana-chan Warnings: Summary: In which 007 and Q trade places...

“Now take your clothes off slowly,” said Bond softly. “Goddammit, Q, I said slowly.”

“Oh, do piss off, Bond,” Q hissed, dropping his shirt to the floor while Bond continued to watch him through the CCTV live feed. “Now, help me with the leathers.”

“That actually sounds very sexy, coming from you,” Bond said conversationally, his eyes drifting all over Q’s bare midriff before focusing on the contraption strapped to him.

“I suppose it does, yeah,” replied Q archly. “Never mind my predicament.”

“Mm-hmm,” said Bond, unfazed. “Not enough time. The straps will have to stay for now. I’ll start, then.”

Entanglements such as this were usually Bond’s lot, not his, but what was he to do when someone had attached an IED to his person? At least he’d dispatched his would-be kidnapper. He sighed, relieved, as Bond typed in the code he’d devised to remotely disable the ticking bomb.

#7

Title: Time Well Spent Author: IrishWitch58 / captain-magicalkitty Warnings: None Summary: A conversation over coms.

“Nine bloody days and the target hasn't moved at all.” Q could almost see the exasperated expression. Bond hated the need for surveillance and made his displeasure known.

“Once he does, I'm sure the resulting excitement will more than make up for your current boredom,” Q soothed. He managed to hide his smile from the rest of the branch late shift.

There was a disgusted snort from the coms. “You'll have to do better than that to make this up to me.” The tone was suggestive but only in the general Bond default setting. Q wasn't concerned about anyone overhearing.

“If you're still angling after an exploding pen, dream on.”

“Miser,” Bond accused, fond tone at odds with the statement.

Eventually the target would move and Bond would get the job done. Until then, they enjoyed time spent together, even far apart.

#8

Title: N O T I M E Author: hexiva Warnings: Character death Summary: Bond confronts Blofeld.

No time to think as James rounds the corner, gun in hand, and comes face to face with Blofeld, with Franz. 

Only hatred in Franz’s eyes, he reaches for his gun.

Trigger burning against James’ finger, all he has to do is pull it, end this, end this, but - 

Ivy leaves underfoot, the sky blue above them, and they’re bickering but they’re just children still, not the killers they will become, and Franz laughs as James trips, and he reaches down to offer him a hand - 

Many years ago, they were brothers. Franz knew him before he was 007. He’s the last man left who did. Everyone else is gone, and James is tired of being alone and tired of being a killer.

Every muscle in his body aches with weariness as he lets his gun drop. And he looks Franz in the eyes as Franz pulls the trigger.

#9

Title: A Change of The Story Author: scarytheory Warnings: (a little bit of) sci-fi Summary: She has seen the future. What she’ll do with it is up to her.

No time to waste when she’s got a glimpse of the future. She had seen Bond devastated by loss and full of rage. She had seen Q who was absorbed in his job, bitter and sad. And herself – composed and nice and so, so lonely. Or was it possible to change it? She decided to go to that beach instead of Bond. But before she left, she whispered to him: “You’ve got a secret admirer in the Q branch.” Will it be enough? And the girl on the beach… will she manage to save her? “Tracy!” she screamed as she was trying to get her out of the water.

“I don’t know you.” Not yet.

“Moneypenny, Eve Moneypenny.”

Eve decided that this time she wasn't going to let them be burned by the inevitability. This time, Tracy would live.

#10

Title: Let the Record Show Author: anyawen Warnings: None Summary: They've read the same reports, but have arrived at differing conclusions.

"No, I don't think so," Q disagrees with forced lightness. "Not this time."

"Oh, honey," Eve sighs, not fooled in the least. She reaches across the table to squeeze his hand. "Every time. He always comes back."

"There's no reason for him to come back, not anymore," Q insists. "M is dead, and he's finished the last mission she ever gave him. He can retire now. Live a peaceful life with a beautiful woman. And a beautiful car."

"If you think he'll be happy with a peaceful life, you don't understand him as well as you think," Eve laughs.

"Maybe he doesn't want peaceful," Q allows, "but we've read his file. He doesn't want m— this either, or he wouldn't keep trying to leave."

"Eventually, he will come home. And when he does," Eve says, sitting back and angling to speak to someone over Q's shoulder, "you should tell him."

#11

Title: TO DIE Author: Merc / moon_of_mercury Warnings: This one is depressing. Sorry! Summary: The End.

Never again...

Observing from behind his screen, Q takes in the smoking, crumbling scene of destruction. Police cars with flashing lights and blaring sirens swarm the streets. A familiar silhouette blends in with the by-passers, slipping out of his view around the corner.

This is the last time James Bond holsters his gun, dusts off his suit, and heads for the airport to catch a flight Moneypenny arranged for him.

“It’s done,” Q says into the expectant stillness of the room. It hurts a little, even though he’s relieved. The showdown could have gone so much worse, but this is just as final.

Memories of this mission will haunt him for different reasons than usual. Their blazing victory is a bittersweet consolation.

Everything ends here; even those things that never began.

#12

Title: Mission Goal: Ideas Author: Venstar /1amvengeance Warnings: none Summary: well someone had to think of something.

“Now you're just showing off.” James’s voice drawled against Q’s ear.

“Oh, I'm showing off. Did you have any other ideas? No. Spies should have faster reflexes than asking me to 'Quick hide us!' My time and equipment are very expensive.” Q hissed quietly. They were still on a mission after all.

“That kiss was a far better idea than anything I had in mind. I'm happy to pay your asking price. Are you okay Q, your face has gone all red.”

“I will murder you in your sleep. I will end you. I will scatter your body parts to the farthest corners of the globe as a warning to those that think about blaming me for coming up with all the ideas!”

“Maybe instead of murder, you should think about our target. He’s escaping.”

“Escaping my arse. Someone is going to pay for your lack of ideas.”

#13

Title: Losing and Having Author: solarmorrigan Warnings: None. Summary: Bond reflects and knows he can't have it any other way.

Never in all his life had Bond felt quite this level of terror.

Or – well, no. That wasn’t quite true.

There had been one other time.

In the murky water, watching everything he’d allowed himself to love and depend on slip away into oblivion. The fear had clutched him then, shaken him and wrecked him.

Maybe he should have listened to his own damn self when he’d designated the heart as nothing but a target.

Even so, even knowing this, Bond clutched Q’s hand, eyes locked on his bruised and battered quartermaster who had only just returned to him, and knew it was worth it. The fear of loss was nothing against the euphoria of having.

#14

Title: Dreisamkeit (Or: Bliss comes in threes) Author: Misha / artsytarts / jelly-mish Warnings: Sickly sweet fluff, watch out for cavities Summary: Della, Felix and James are toying with the idea of having a lazy day in.

Nestled between the warm bodies of her boys, Della felt content.

“Occasionally, I’d like to just... stay here. All day.”, she said, letting her fingers brush through their hair in lazy strokes. James tightened his grip around her and made an approving noise.

Then the beeping started. Felix moved, banging his fist on the alarm clock. “Gosh darn it,” he growled. Della pouted in response, until a thought struck her. What if they took a sick day? Food poisoning? Good enough story. She suggested it out loud.

“If you take the blame,” James mumbled sleepily.

“Me? If anyone, it’d be Felix,” Della grinned at her husband's dirty look and carried on: “Remember when you forgot to add water to the pasta? The fumes were noxious.”

Eventually, reluctantly, they broke up their haven of safety and rolled out of bed. Della sighed. There never seemed to be enough time.

#15

Title: Augment Author: oldestcharm Warnings: n/a Summary: Every week Q argues his case and wins. "No," M says, squinting and displeased. "Absolutely not."

"One million," Q attempts with a half-hearted smile, but he knows well enough that it wouldn't work in any other situation. He's not even trying that hard at this point, because he knows he'll win this argument every single time. "It's not that much. I should probably ask ten times that with the amount of shit Bond breaks. Remember last week? I deserve a better budget."

"Then stop supplying him with expensive equipment," M suggests, unsympathetic at best.

"I'll have you know he'll get his hands on it whether I supply it or not," Q says crossly.

"Maybe you aren't doing a good enough job at security."

"Exactly, I need a better budget!" Q insists, eyeing M with a bit of a manic expression as he sets down the tablet in front of him. "Now sign it or deal with the consequences."

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#00Q #00Q fic #drabbles #james bond fanfiction #james bond #LDWS #ldws 2021 #ldws2021

[pollyna]

headcanon and a little pre-hc: 004 and Eve went through the Double-Ohs training together. Tammy made it, Eve didn't. They were together for a little while, now they're mostly friends. And the magic 001xTanner for no reason at all.

Q hears 004 say if when she's waving at Eve, before going to Uzbekistan. 006 and 009 are there too and no one seem capable of moving after that two little letters. One hour later every double-oh is in the breaking room, nine tumbler on the table, eight of them watching the ceiling and one of them watching the table. The glasses stay there for an entire month and sometimes Q catches Eve at the table, looking at the the fourth, empty, glass.

001 is the second person who says it, Tanner is in Q-Branch with them because M wants a report on a prototype and he says if I come back, as answer to Q when you get back. The Chief of Staff is putting the first of the nine glasses in the same positions of the fourth. 004 is still out there but now, sitting around that table isn't just Eve.

Two months after Tammy is declared missing and dead at the end of that month and Richard comes home with more bruises and broken bones than whole ones. 001's glass comes back looking at the ceiling, 004 ones disappears the day of her funeral.

After that is 006 who says it and then 002, two glasses and it seems everyone is holding is breath in MI6.

Q would like not to know about this little rituals of them because now, everytime he hears one of them say if he knows it could be the last time he sees them at all. The worst thing at all is that every double-ohs is so quiet and peaceful about going on a suicide mission knowing they couldn't come back. Just as if they were taking a walk in the park, nothing new or old about it.

006 comes back the day M chooses the new 004 and Alec takes Eve out for a drink or maybe ten. Simon is a smart guy, smiles maybe a little too much and does his job just a little too well. 003 is the only one who seems to like him.

007 never says if. He says when, he laughs at maybes and, two years after Skyfall he kisses Q's worries away while he's packing his bag. Even if he doesn't say it sometimes, during some particular operations Q finds himself sitting around a the table, looking at all the glasses and trusting Bond he won't ever had to take 007's glass away from the red surface.

#another double-ohs lil ritual? yes. #it makes sense? actually i don't know bc my head hurts like hell but maybe tomorrow i will make it better #double ohs and their lil rituals #004 (Tamara Edwards) #001 (Richards Collins) #006 (Alec Trevelyan) #eve moneypenny is bi 🌈 #eve moneypenny x 004 #bill tanner #bill tanner x 001 #Q #Quartermaster #james bond #minor 00Q #if it's the word bc of motherless brooklyn #sorry for the poor grammar folks

[readerinsertfanfiction]

The Bae’st of All - Dramatic

Dramatic Epilogue

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Kyubae the bae’st bae of all aka Kyubei

Prompt: Welcome to the Dramatic route of Kyubei’s main story. Check out the Masterlist (link below) to get to Kyubei’s main route, or eventual Romantic route.

The key of the previous chapter was (Romantic/Dramatic):

+4/+4

+2/+4

+4/+2

A/N: We have come to the end of this route (or at least the dramatic end). Whoot! How did you like it? Do you want the romantic maybe even an eternal? Let me know! 

Masterlist

11.1 | 11.2 | 12.1 | 12.2 | 13.1 | 13.2 | Dramatic Epilogue

Dramatic Letter | Avatar Challenge | Gacha POV

“Agent 007?”

Kyubei repeats after me incredulously, sitting up from his position to look me in the eye.

“Yeah, he is this super spy, which is someone that operates in the shadows and makes sure that the world is safe, or carries out the orders of the bad guy. He is very charismatic and gets all of the ladies while beating all of the bad guys!”

Wanting to know more about my life in the future I slowly unfold my world for Kyubei, though as the scope is broad I decided to start off with movie characters that remind me of him.

(Though, it doesn’t seem like he likes it.)

“He is very cool and successfully finishes every mission!”

This earns another dubious look from Kyubei as he hovers over me, blocking the sun and the sky from me.

“More like an unfaithful one. I'd rather just have one.”

(Oh you.)

Giggling at his answer I can’t help but feel delighted at the sincere way he expresses himself to me, rare as it is for him to let his guard down so much.

“Besides, I don’t accomplish everything, or return successful every time. That would be a terrifying record to live up to.”

There is regret in his eyes as he says this, his blue eyes suddenly distant as Kyubei is undoubtedly thinking of a time where he didn’t succeed and the consequences bound to it.

(So many stories folded within him, so many more facets to find out.)

Throwing my arm around his neck I lift myself up from the flowerbed as I kiss his nose, blowing a puff into his face as I pull his attention back to the present.

“007 is also not nearly as humble as you are. He wouldn’t be able to do your job, but you would kick his ass.”

This earns a chuckle from Kyubei as he rolls down next to me, pulling me close into an embrace as he breathes in deeply, taking in the fresh air and the flowers surrounding us as we soak up the warmth of the sun and each other.

“I was born without knowing who my father was.”

I still at the sudden start of Kyubei’s past, the story that he doesn’t like to tell and so often keeps quiet about. The story that he gets ridiculed over so often by those high ranked samurai who believe themselves to be divine.

“My mother was a camp follower, so there was no way of knowing. But the Akechi was still kind enough to take me into their employ and teach me all I know.”

I cling onto Kyubei as he relays his story, imagining how young he must have been to have entered such a harsh life all on his own.

“When the Akechi fell into poverty lord Mitsuhide made sure to share all he had with us. In turn for that we swore our loyalty to him and the Akechi.”

(A promise from long ago, I can only imagine the struggles they went through.)

“For a long while I only had lord Mitsuhide to fight for. A lord that couldn’t promise us anything, but wanted to give us everything.”

Kyubei kisses my hand as he says this, his eyes fluttering close for a moment as he allows himself that moment in the past.

“But now there is you.”

He speaks the words slowly as his eyes open once more to face me, returning to the present as he hopes for the future.

“Thank you for telling me.”

I smile at Kyubei who continues to press my hand against his lips, his breath slowly moving against the skin of my hand as he takes in my sight.

(There is still an insecurity in his eyes.)

Reaching out to him I brush his hair out of his face as I recall a detail of my modern life that might comfort him more than a movie figure.

“Five centuries from now on there won’t be social classes in Japan.”

The thought doesn’t surprise him, but it does help Kyubei relax as his smile grows wider.

“The future sounds wonderful. I’m sorry for pulling you away from there.”

Pouting at his apology I give him a push to the shoulder, earning a chuckle from the man as he exhales deeply.

“But I’m glad you stayed. Otherwise I would have to leave a resignation letter with lord Mitsuhide.”

The jest is said in mischief and my quip is instant;

“He doesn’t pay you enough anyway.”

We share a laugh at the joke, giggling at the thought of Mitsuhide suddenly finding himself without a right hand.

“That would be a shame indeed.”

A voice breaks through our blissful reverie as a tall figure puts us into shade once more, ominously looming over from a height stands Mitsuhide whose everlasting smirk never falters.

“Love breeds traitors, I see. It is a good thing that you aren’t planning on going anywhere, else I would have to put you in the dungeons to keep Kyubei on a leash.”

The threat sounds ominous, and it sends a shiver down my spine, but I know that Mitsuhide would never. I even know that he looks a bit regretful as he holds a scroll between his fingers, turning towards Kyubei.

“Work is never ending, as per usual. You will have to continue your tryst some other time.”

Kyubei and I share a regretful smile at that, but I have faith that Kyubei will return to me. Just as that he knows that I will be there for him.

“But lord Mitsuhide, you granted me a day off today. Why break off the promise now if it isn’t urgent?”

Rolling up the scroll once more Kyubei hands the note back to his lord whose expression is as mischievous and unreadable as ever.

“Why, indeed? Perhaps I was hoping to find my quintessential shadow in a compromising position, but this is much too sweet.”  

With that Mitsuhide takes a sweeping turn, walking off as if he had only come to say hi, leaving the two of us on our own once more.

“He needs a new hobby.”

I whisper this to Kyubei as he lets go of a chuckle.

“We can find him some. As a bonding moment, or as a date.”

He promises sweetly, but I can’t help but roll my eyes at him.

(Some things may never change, but the gesture and attempt is sweet coming from Kyubei.)

#kyubei #ikesen kyubei #ikesen #ikemen sengoku #kyubei's route #ikesen x reader #ikemen sengoku x reader #ikemen sengoku kyubei

[gustingirl]

FIRST LINE TAG <3

Rules;; List the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends

thanks for the tag @trashlord-007 what an idol <3

this seems quite hard ngl

the best thing i ever did - sam kiszka x reader

- If it was your idea, why on Earth were you so nervous? You had insisted Sam for months to meet your family and now, that you not only managed to arrange everything but also during Christmas, you were regretting everything. -

eight - josh kiszka x reader

- It was Sam who made the call. Josh could feel something was wrong, he could always do it when it came to you. He had been sensing his instincts acting up hours ago, even days ago. But now, his heart was off beat, stopping its activity when the phone rang. -

take me down - jake kiszka x reader

- Sometimes everything feels too much. Sometimes, life suffocates you until you turn purple and can’t seem to find an exit. Sometimes, you just need a break. And it’s horrible when the feeling of needing a break means pushing everybody out, even the ones you love. Jake was a victim of such desire, and it broke his heart knowing there was nothing you could do to help him out. -

magic shop - danny wagner x reader

- You should have imagined this day was not going to end well the moment you woke up coughing more than usual. The weather was sort of fucked up, so maybe it is understandable why you decided to ignore it. You woke up by 9, ready to start your day, but your body seemed to have other ideas. -

euphoria - dad!josh kiszka x reader

- “Unbelievable” Jake’s eyes were wide as fuck as he stared through the glass

In front of his face, there was only one wall with a big glass separating him from an enormous amount of newborn babies.

“Can’t believe Y/N had twins” Jake added as Sam wouldn’t reply -

drabble with sam kiszka

- “I’m sorry, but the only room I got left has one bed”

What?

“No, this gotta be a joke” you said in your rudest tone possible -

zero o'clock - dad!josh kiszka x reader

- “You gotta be kidding me”

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Letters from Naples. 1813

All these letters are still from the first half of the year, before Murat (for the last time) joined forces with Napoleon in August 1813. Most of them are only postscripts to “official letters” (which were likely to be opened and read by secret police), some even using an extra secret cipher not used on other occasions, if only to give you this special “007″-feeling.

Translated again from “Helfert, Joachim Murat”.

Mier to Metternich [French, in ciphers].

Naples 16 March 1813.

My Lord Count!

The sort of mystery put from the beginning into the sending of Prince Cariati to Vienna, and the rumours which circulate in the public on the object of his mission, can only cause offence to the French government and will necessarily increase the bad blood of the Emperor Napoleon towards the King, which is already sufficiently pronounced without it. Since his arrival in Naples the king has not received a word from the Emperor; the queen has had two letters, but she thought she had to conceal them from her husband because of their content. The Duke of Berthier told the king at the moment of his leaving the army to return to Naples, that he believed him to be too good a Frenchman not to be sure that he would willingly sacrifice his crown if the interests of France required it. This statement, which the King supposes to have been ordered by the Emperor to prepare him for what he must expect, has increased his distrust and anxiety for the preservation of his kingdom. Knowing the King's character, I fear that this will lead him to some step contrary to his position and his true interests, and will give France a pretext of necessity for the realisation of a project which perhaps for the moment should not yet be put into execution. The departure of the Queen would be in this respect a real calamity for this country, because she prevents by her wise and reasoned advice, and her pleas, many steps dictated by the first movement of the King's hot temper, and which would end up by completely dividing him from the Emperor. At first, on his return, he intended to summon the Estates or Deputies of the kingdom and have himself crowned of the Two Sicilies; it was only by dint of persuasion and entreaties that the Queen succeeded in turning him away from this project.

Accept etc

Mier

Prince Cariati was Murat’s special envoy sent to Vienna  to start negotiations with Austria, apparently behind Caroline’s back.

Metternich to Mier [French, concept; original in ciphers].

Vienna, 20 April 1813. By Neopolitan courier.

Prince Cariati has acquitted himself to me of the commission he is charged with. He told me that the King desired only the preservation of the throne of Naples; that he would renounce his claims to Sicily and was not aiming at any acquisitions; convinced, however, that his existence would sooner or later be threatened by the great preponderance of France, and knowing the liberal views of our august master, H. M. wished to have a guarantee which would ensure his future existence; that this guarantee could only be given to him by Austria, and that the king was ready, on the other hand, to support our approach, if necessary, by all his military forces.

I answered Prince Cariati that the policy of the Emperor did not require to be commented on, that it was sufficiently known in Europe to be generally appreciated at its just value. That we desired only a state of peace deserving of the name; that far from any excess in our designs, and not subjecting the good to the prospects of an often illusory better, we had succeeded in winning the confidence of all the great powers to the point of seeing them, France not excepted, solicit us to change the subordinate attitude of a merely intervening power into that of mediator. That consequently His Imperial Majesty was assembling great military forces to support his words of peace and to bring them to a successful conclusion; but that the mediating Power had no longer any choice; that he could only hope to succeed in so far as he was actually prepared to support his words by war.

As Prince Cariati kept repeating to me that this was undoubtedly the King's way of judging these questions, and that His Majesty had only the most pronounced desire to prove to us that he would be able to uphold, against all odds, the commitments which he had made, I asked him if he had sufficiently precise instructions to enter into a real negotiation with us and full powers to complete it. He replied that he did not; that he felt that full powers were necessary for our own safety, but that as for the instructions I could be assured that the King's views were invariable, and that those which His Majesty had expressed to him at the time of his departure from Naples were confined to the widest possible latitude.

The present courier (an officer of the guards who accompanied Prince Cariati here) is sent by him in secret to Naples. He asks for full powers. You will not have, Count, to meddle in the substance of an affair which is very delicate in itself, and you will keep strictly to the terms of my answer to Prince Cariati above, without taking a step to engage the King to send the document requested by his envoy. You will add, however, that the Emperor nourishes particular feelings of esteem for the King; that His Majesty's policy is entirely conservative, and that he only wishes to see the King rule the people who have devoted all their attachment to him, and that His Majesty is very sensitive to the marks of confidence which this Prince gives him. You can be sure that no evidence of this feeling has ever caused regret to any power.

As Prince Cariati is making his report to the Duke of Gallo, you can speak to him about the present communication, and you will testify to him with the confidence which we personally have in him the conviction that, if we are ready to listen to the King, it is up to him to provide his Envoy with all diplomatic guarantees.

You will also satisfy yourselves that by virtue of the present instructions you have little to add to what I have lately prescribed to you.

If I’m not mistaken the “Duc de Gallo” was minister of foreign affairs in Naples. His ... ability to adapt to several consecutive goverments at odds with each other would later result in a rather awkward situation for him: He refused to go to Vienna for the Congress of 1814 because there he would have met his ex-queen, Maria Carolina of Habsburg.

Mier to Metternich [French, in special ciphers, "très sécrèt"].

Naples this 27 April 1813.

On the return of the King I will carry out your orders, I distrust the minister too much to speak to him about it. He is persuaded of the forthcoming reunion of this country with the great Empire, and always thinking more of his own interests than those of his country and his sovereign, he does everything possible to win the goodwill of the new French government in advance and thereby secure lucrative positions for himself under the new reign. He is known as such from the past and his present conduct has not earned him an appreciation. X. also advised me not to confide in him too much.

I have the honour to be ut in litteris

Mier.

Yes. “X.” would mean “Joachim”. We have literally reached the level of a Bond movie now.

Mier to Metternich [French, in particular ciphers, "très sécrèt"].

this 30 April 1813.

We have consulted with X. about what to say to his wife. I will always keep strictly to your orders, but do not let me miss your instructions. X. requests your friendly advice on what he should say, do, ask, stipulate, promising to follow your advice in everything. All that is required is the preservation of the present fortune and independence.

I have the honour etc.

The book’s author adds a footnote here with an interesting remark:

In Nicomede Bianchi "Storia docum. della Diplomazia europea in Italia I" p. 2 we find the assertion that Metternich had already made contact with Caroline Murat in Paris, and that he had succeeded in turning her away from her imperial brother; Caroline had thus become "nelle mani del principe di Metternich il migliore instrumento per sospingere il re di Napoli a passare nel campo de' nemici della sua patria e del suo benefattore".... Since the "X" of the despatches I reproduced can only refer to King Joachim, and "sa femme" is therefore Caroline Murat, who at that time cannot yet have been fully aware of the contacts with the Viennese Cabinet, this results in the opposite of Bianchi's assertion, which, incidentally, would also be in irresolvable contradiction with other facts and circumstances.

My personal footnote to the above letter: May I find it a little piquant to see Murat ask Metternich for advice on how to break the news to Caroline? “Dear Metternich, as you have slept with my wife, how do you think I should got about this?”

Mier to Metternich [French, in ciphers, postscript 1].

Naples 29 June 1813

My Lord Count!

The article of the Moniteur relating to the isle of Ponza has enraged the King, to the point of making him ill. He has sent Mr. Durand, Minister of France, a very strong note on this subject which states, among other things, that this is the second time that the French gazettes have taken it upon themselves to insult him, and that at the third such article he would respond by dismissing the Minister of France from his State.

The Emperor Napoleon intends to ask the King of Naples again for 20,000 men.

His Majesty gave a negative answer, declaring that not a company of his army would leave the kingdom unless commanded by him in person.

All these measures of the Emperor persuade the King more and more that Emperor Napoleon nurses hostile designs against him and that he would have already put them into execution if he were not too busy on another side. Not omitting any occasion to humiliate him, doing everything to finally weary his patience he has the air of provoking him and finding a pretext of his annihilation in the resistance to his will.

The King sets himself up for any event, and I am convinced that only one Senatus Consult is needed to deprive him of his kingdom.

I have the honour to be ut in litteris

Once more we have Murat getting ill when under stress or in great emotional turmoil. And this time, Mier even has an extra secret postscript to the secret postscript:

Mier to Metternich [French, in special ciphers, 'très sécrèt', postcript 2]

this 29th June 1813.

Napoleon has had the Queen informed that war with Austria was inevitable; that he needed troops; that consequently she should engage the King to place 20,000 men at the disposal of the Viceroy of Italy. Their Majesties await with impatience the answer to Cariati's proposals in order to know the course to be followed in the event of war between Austria and France. The King is still determined to support our interests

Please give me your instructions on the conduct I should follow in the event of war with France

I have the honour etc.

If this is true, if it really was already known in Naples by the end of June that Napoleon wanted war with Austria (which means that Napoleon must have been decided already at the beginning of the armistice and a long time before his meeting with Metternich in Dresden), this is diametrically opposed to the claim of Napoleon-friendly historians, who tend to accuse the allies of not having been sincere in their peace proposals in mid-1813. And it makes me feel like crying, considering how many people at this point put all their hopes in Napoleon making peace. Which he apparently never even seriously considered.

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