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barbielore · 8 months
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Do you know anything about Krissy and her pretty limited run? I feel like she's mostly known through the flash game lol
A little! Krissy had about 10 (give or take) releases over 4 years, from 1999 - 2003. That’s a relatively high proportion of (non Barbie) dolls over a short period of time so I assume someone at Mattel was trying to push her before they realised the interest just wasn’t high enough.
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Some of these were classic baby-care designs, like putting Krissy to bed, giving her a bath, or taking her for a walk in a stroller.
Whereas others were a little more fantasy or fashion inspired.
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If I had to guess, I would say Krissy didn’t succeed as a character in the line because there is already a huge market for baby dolls and she was too young to have characterisation and plot lines the same way Kelly/Chelsea did. As a result, little girls might want one Krissy to play with alongside their Barbies, but wouldn’t necessarily want a lot of them.
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tthealchemy · 10 months
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okay i looked up the doll and it was actually a stacie
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and you would not believe but there is an honest to god modern version of this bitch available RIGHT NOW at one's local retailers (!!!!!!!!!):
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trying to tempt me into buying this as a grown ass woman in the year twenty twenty three i think NOT
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arlindenor1 · 10 months
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A superação do trabalho: um olhar alternativo para além do capitalismo - Robert Kurz e Norbert Trenkle.
O texto “A superação do trabalho” apareceu em 1999 no livro Feierabend! Elf Attacken gegen die Arbeit, organizado por Robert Kurz, Ernst Lohoff e Norbert Trenkle, que reúne “onze investidas contra o trabalho” formuladas no contexto teórico alemão da “crítica do valor”.  Juntamente com o Manifesto contra o trabalho, publicado no mesmo ano, o livro é uma síntese das análises e polêmicas…
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bradshawssugarbaby · 5 months
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Timeless - II (Bob Floyd x Reader)
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A/N: Hi besties! Lil early birthday treat from me (I'm hoping to write part three on my birthday but we'll see) with part 3!
pairing: Lt. Robert Floyd x reader
warnings/content: no warnings, extra cute Bob. mutual pining, OC's mom meddling but it's cute, Bob swears like once.
word count: 1.8k
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The Taylor home was practically humming with noise as your family prepared for Thanksgiving festivities together. Your mother was in the kitchen, channeling her inner Food Network tv personality as she made the holiday meal. Your younger brother was home from college, and your teenage sister had brought a friend over for the day to meet everyone and watch the hours-long football marathon that began early in the afternoon that day, following the thanksgiving day parade. Just as the Commanders were taking on the Cowboys, your doorbell rang. Despite there being several other people in the room with you, you appeared to be the only one able to hear it ringing. You sighed and rolled your eyes as you stood up to answer the door. In your doorway stood Bob, in a football jersey and jeans, a casual look that you remembered well from high school. He laughed softly as you answered the door, a warm, friendly smile on his face.
“Hey Krissy, Ma sent me over to see if your folks wanted any pies, she made these apple pie tarts and she made enough to feed the entire naval base, but I don’t think they’d fly back with me very well.” He let out a soft chuckle and shook his head, “Although, I’d love to show Hangman what a real apple pie tastes like. He swears the ones in the store are the same thing. You’d think being from the south, he’d know better.” He laughs again, his cheeks blushing as he speaks about his current life. 
“Hangman? Your friend’s name is…Hangman?”
“No, it’s a callsign, all of us have one. His real name is Jake. Then you have Bradley who goes by Rooster, Natasha is Phoenix-”
“Ok then, what’s yours?” You raise an eyebrow with your arms folded across your chest.
“Bob. I got kinda confused when they asked me when I first started…so I told them my nickname and it stuck. Although now if you ask Hangman, he tells you it stands for “Baby on Board” because I’m the youngest out of the team.” He shakes his head laughing softly before looking up at you, his deep cobalt blue eyes meeting yours. God, you could get lost in those eyes for hours. 
“I’m sure my mom would appreciate them, she’s sort of up to her eyeballs in cooking right now. I think she’s aiming to compete with yours for who can make the most food,” you laugh as you step aside to let Bob in, “Come on in, we’re just watching football, Ma’s banned us all from entering her kitchen.”
Bob laughed and walked inside your family home, the home he was so familiar with as a child, where you’d play hide and seek in the different rooms, sipping lemonade on your mother’s porch swing on the veranda out front, sneaking treats upstairs to your room when you were little, hiding while you devoured them way too close to dinner time. Helping you sneak in through your bedroom window late at night after a party you weren’t supposed to be at, driving you home in his dad’s beat up old pickup truck that had a habit of always getting stuck in the mud. 
Your house hadn’t changed hardly at all since your family moved in all those years ago. A coat of paint here and new furniture there and that was about it - it was almost identical to how it was when Bob was inside it last. The time he’d taken you to prom because your date canceled on you the day before. Bob had seen you crying at school and was comforting you the entire drive home that day, and he had offered to take you, because he hadn’t found a girl he’d like to ask yet. Part of you felt like Bob just felt bad for his best friend and didn’t want to see you upset, but the other part of you had hoped it was because he wanted to ask you.
“Bobby Floyd, how’re you doing? ‘Suppose we should be calling you Lieutenant now, shouldn’t we?” Your dad’s booming voice echoed through the house as he greeted Bob. Bob smiled warmly and nodded his head once as he spoke.
“I’m great, Mr. Taylor, and just Bobby is fine, I don’t really use the rank outside of work. We both know my Mama wasn’t going to be calling me Lieutenant when I got home,” Bob let out a hearty laugh as he turned to greet your younger siblings, “Wow, Megan, haven’t seen you since you were about 5 or 6, you must be like, 16 now? And Nate, Ma said you just graduated college? What did you end up going for?”
As Bob played catch-up with your dad and siblings, you quietly excused yourself to the kitchen where your mother was. You noticed your mother’s sly smirk on her face as she kneaded the pie crust she was working on.
“I hear Robert’s come to see you?” she hummed as she set the crust in the baking dish, trimming the edges as she spoke, “That was awfully sweet of him.”
“Mama, don’t start,” you warned quietly, shaking your head, “I told you, I don’t think Bobby feels that way.”
Your mother sighed and wiped the flour off her hands onto her apron, shaking her head. She gave you a pointed look. “Kristen Taylor, you know that Robert’s had eyes for you since he was six years old - don’t think that he’s changed his mind.” 
“What makes you so sure? What are you, an expert in how he feels now?”
“I may not be, but I’m very good friends with someone who is. And she tells me that Robert specifically asked how you were doing and if his mama had seen you recently. You don’t ask about a girl after 10 years unless you want to see them, Kristen.” Your mother laughed softly as she put the pie in the oven. After a moment of silence while you tried to wrap your head around this new information, your mother shook her head.
“Kristen, his mama and I just want you kids to be happy. But let’s face it, he didn’t come here just to see if we wanted some extra apple pies. And his mama did not “accidentally” make too many.”
“How did you know why he was here?” You laughed and raised an eyebrow as you folded your arms across your chest, watching your mother intently as you awaited a response.
“I can’t reveal all my secrets to you now, can I, Kristen?” Your mother smiled warmly as she looked towards the doorway. You followed her gaze, turning around to face Bobby, his cheeks turning pink as he stood in the entrance to the kitchen, leaning his hip against the door frame. He pushed his glasses up on his nose, a nervous habit of his for as long as you’d known him, and smiled.
“Hi Mrs. Taylor, you look lovely, Mama wanted me to come by and see if you wanted some apple pies…but I’m guessing she called you ahead of time to tell you?” He laughed awkwardly, obviously having heard the last half of your conversation.
“She did, Robert! And congratulations, it sounds like you’ve become quite the accomplished Naval lieutenant while you’ve been gone. Your mama’s been filling me in on what you’ve been up to. She’s very proud of you, but I’m sure you know that already.” Your mother nodded her head as she smiled. 
“I do, m’am, she’s very glad I’ve come home for a few days. I don’t get leave too often now with everything going on back on base, but I try to come home when I can. Last few years we just went to Texas and met halfway at my brother’s house in Austin. This year though my brother and sister have brought all the little ‘uns up here, so poor Ma’s got all 3 of us kids up here, plus my brother’s two and my sister’s two, and their partners. It’s a bit of a full house. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t glad to escape when she asked me to come by.” He laughed softly, “I love my nieces and nephews but boy, do they know how to tire you out.” 
“I can imagine! Actually, while you’re here, could I steal you to help Kristen for a moment? I need the serving trays brought down from the attic, but I can’t trust Nate to carry them without dropping one, and Megan’s terrified of going up there,” your mother laughed as she discreetly shot you a smirking glance. 
“Oh, I’d be happy to, Mrs. Taylor. Krissy and I’ll get them down for you.” Bob smiled as he took your hand playfully and went off upstairs with you. It felt just like old times, his hand leading you up the stairs to the attic where the two of you used to hide and play in as kids. You’d turned it into a clubhouse of sorts for the two of you growing up, a sanctuary away from the chaos of having a big family and school work and chores - a place for just the two of you. 
Bob sighed happily as he looked around the attic. The two of you had so many memories of being in here together, and for you, it felt like they all came flooding back at once. 
“God, I haven’t been in here in years,” he said as a soft chuckle escaped his lips, “Remember that time you hid up here when we ate all of your mama’s apple pie she’d baked for the school bake sale? She was madder than a wet hen, and we thought hiding up here would be the smartest choice. Then, sure as shit, she found us laughing and covered in apple pie filling.” He laughed again, shaking his head. “We both got grounded for that one, I think that was the first time my mama ever had to ground me, and it was because of you in the first place!”
“Hey, I didn’t make you eat it,” you laughed as you held your hands up innocently. “I just encouraged you to join me. Not my fault that you did.”
Bob shook his head and smiled thoughtfully at you, his eyes meeting yours once again. You hadn’t noticed how closely you two were standing to one another until now, your bodies only a few inches from each other, close enough to feel each other’s body heat radiating. You instinctively bit your lip - your own nervous habit, and Bob gently stroked your cheek with his hand. He pulled you in closer and smiled softly. 
“God, I’ve missed you, Kristen.” He said as he gently wrapped an arm around your waist, his other hand still gently stroking your face, “I really, really missed you.” 
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bubblybumblebee1 · 9 months
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Alright
Barbie lore time lol
So I've done the math of Barbie's many siblings (cause I'm bored)
And if some of these characters aren't the same person (Tutti, Kelly number 1 and Anastasia, aka Stacie)
And assuming that Kelly number 2 and Chelsea aren't the same person despite what Mattel says since their ages don't match up
Barbie would canonically be the eldest child of 9 kids
Including a possible set of quadruplets (Tutti, Todd, Kelly number 1, and Stacie since they're all supposed to be the same age)
I was looking through the wiki for Barbie and her family, and it starts with Barbie obviously, then Skipper, Tutti, Todd, Kelly number 1, Stacie, Kelly number 2, Chelsea and Krissy
But the younger siblings' ages also don't match up either of how old they're supposed to be vs. debut orders, as well as where they stand in the family tree
Tutti came after Skipper making her 3rd oldest, then her twin brother Todd but
Kelly number 1 came after Tutti and then came Stacie, who has also been called Todd's twin
Are Stacie and Tutti the same person and just look different as they got older? Is Tutti a nickname and Anastasia aka Stacie her real name? And what about Kelly number 1? Who came after Tutti but before Stacie?
Or did something happen to Tutti and Kelly number 1? Did Tutti get sent away to live else where since she looks like trouble? Was she the trouble maker of the family?
Again: What happened to Kelly 1?
Also, where does Todd stand? Is Todd in the middle if they actually are quadruplets and what number order of middle since he's listed as both Tutti and Stacie's twin brother? Or is it Tutti, Kelly 1, Stacie, then Todd?
Then there's Kelly number 2, the apparent 7th oldest, yet her age range is listed as 3 and in preschool while Chelsea is listed as 6 and in elementary school
Is Chelsea actually the 7th born child and Kelly 2 8th?
And if all these other siblings really are different from each other and not the same people going by different names or nicknames, where are they? Why do people only know of some of Barbie's siblings but not the rest
Do all of Barbie's best friends and Ken know about these siblings? Many have known Barbie for years but only ever see and hear about Skipper, Stacie, and Chelsea
Then again, these are also best friends who have never even heard of her siblings and vice-versa
Or is it because these 3 accompany Barbie the most throughout her adventures since apparently these 3 live with her and not their parents
When the heck did Barbie leave home? Why is she allowed to have custody of some of her siblings? Because of her many career moves? Also, isn't Barbie 19 since that's when she apparently stopped aging? Skipper is between 14 and 16 now, and I know Stacie is between the ages of 10 and 13 with about a 4 year age gap between her and Chelsea, who's 6
So modern age time wise: Barbie: 19, Skipper: 14 - 16, Tutti, Kelly 1, Todd and Stacie: 10 - 13, Chelsea: 6, Kelly 2: 3 and Krissy: 1
Meaning Barbie's parents were having kids about every 3 years
Many questions about the Robert's family
Maybe I'll do the extended family since they have some cousins and I wonder where they fit age wise
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princesssarisa · 6 months
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Oc Info Questions: Barbara ''Barbie'' Millicent Roberts
FULL NAMES: Barbara Millicent Roberts.
NICKNAME(S): Barbie.
FACECLAIM: N/A
BIRTH: March 9, 1959.
DEATH: N/A
ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces.
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual.
GENDER: Female.
ORIGIN: The American International Toy Fair, 1959.
NATIONALITY: US American (Caucasian).
FAMILY: Kenneth "Ken" Carson (significant other), George Roberts (father), Margaret Rawlins Roberts (mother), Skipper Roberts, Stacie Roberts, Chelsea Roberts, Kelly Roberts, Krissy Roberts (sisters), Todd Roberts (brother), Grandmother Rawlins (grandmother), Millicent Rawlins, Adele Rawlins, Marlene Roberts, Lillian Fairchild (aunts), Claude Fairchild (uncle), Francie Fairchild, Jazzie Roberts, Max Roberts, Marie Roberts (cousins)
CHARACTERISTICS:
+ Cheerful, friendly, lively, elegant, fashionable, intelligent, imaginative, hyper-competent, fun-loving.
– Appearance-focused, materialistic.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Her beauty.
OTHER PERSONAL INFO: She's been a friend, self-insert, role model, surrogate big sister, and even surrogate mother to countless girls, and probably to some boys too, for more than sixty years. Whether you love her (for her aesthetics, for her blend of femininity and power, for the way she lets girls use their imaginations and explore every possible aspect of adult womanhood, etc.), or find her annoying (for the unrealistic beauty standards she sets, her "promotion" of gender conformity and materialism, etc.), or a combination of both, she's impossible to ignore.
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barbiebattle · 10 months
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Barbie Battle 11: Barbie's Family Members
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Cousin Francie (doll) vs Cousin Jazzie (doll)
Aunt Millicent (Fashion Fairytale, Perfect Christmas) vs George (vloggerverse)
Krissy (doll, Let's Babysit Baby Krissy) vs Todd (doll)
Tutti (doll) vs Kelly (doll, various movies)
Margaret (vloggerverse) vs Aunt Marlene (Pony Tale)
Grandma Roberts (Great Puppy Adventure) vs Cousins Max and Marie (Pony Tale)
Skipper (doll, various movies) vs Aunt Adele (Dreamhouse Adventures)
Stacie (doll, various movies) vs Chelsea (doll, various movies)
Yes, I know Kelly and Chelsea are supposed to be the same character, but they're different in my heart
Sorry I've been gone for so long, but I'm ready to start tournaments back up! Polls should go up tomorrow!
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bahrbae · 7 months
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i . general
name.   barbara millicent roberts .
alias⁽es⁾.   barbie doll .
gender.   cis female , she / her pronouns .
age.   twenty three to fourty .
spoken language⁽s⁾.   english ( proficient ) , french ( basic ) , spanish ( basic ) , german ( basic ) .
sexual preference.   pansexual , panromantic , polyamorous .
occupation⁽s⁾.   acting , being pretty , living forever .
ii . appearance
eye color.   cerulean blue .
hair color.   beachy blonde ( consistently bleached ) , that's usually worn in loose waves or straightened . naturally has wavy , dark ash brown hair .
height.   5'7" or 171cm.
major scars.   none .
iii. favorite
color.   purple , pink .
song.   forever young by alphaville .
food.   waffles , caviar , artisanal cheese .
drink.   violet martini , cosmopolitan , latte .
iv. have they . ?
passed university.   yes , she has a degree in drama , film & musical theater .
had sex.   no , but she pretends she has .
had sex in public.   no .
gotten pregnant/someone else pregnant.   no .
kissed a boy.   yes .
kissed a girl.   yes .
gotten tattoos.   yes , a small infinite symbol on the back of her neck .
gotten piercings.   yes ,  both lobes .
been in love.   yes .
stayed up for more than 24 hours.   yes .
v. are they ?
a virgin.   no , she's a gemini yes .
a cuddler.   yes .
a kisser.   yes .
scared easily.   definitely yes , but she pretends not to .
jealous easily.   no .
trustworthy.   depends , most of the time yes , unless she's under the influence .
dominant.   sometimes , but she quickly gives in .
submissive.   mostly .
in love.   with everyone most likely !
single.   yes .
vi. random questions .
have they harmed themselves.   no .
thought of suicide.   yes .
attempted suicide.   no .
wanted to kill someone.   yes .
have/had a job.   yes .
have any fears.   fear of missing out , being alone .
vii . family .
sibling⁽s⁾.   skipper , stacie , chelsea , krissy ( younger sisters ) .
parent⁽s⁾.   george & margaret .
significant other.   ken , another barbie , more to come .
pet⁽s⁾.   taffy ( golden retriver ) , blissa ( persian cat ) , chance ( black stallion )
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seleeenaaa · 1 year
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Thoughts on Today's Episode
Everything about today wasn't fit for a Friday episode.
Same old, same old.
Lucy wants to go to the NB.
Women who date the mob and act new about mob life, but I give Nina a pass because this is new for her, but Josslyn, nah.
Sonny and Carly and the mob again.
Diana and Robert were cute.
I need to understand, as a two-year-old, why Josslyn and Michael hate Sonny.
Petty Moments: Dex with Donna makes me want Krissy and him more.
Favourite Moment: Donna asks Dex who he is.
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burned-lariat · 2 years
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Anyone up for some Fall Previews? 👀 (feat. my commentary)
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Excited for Vanna & Robert/Holly
Love that Dex is still being a hellraiser, not sure who this person is for Sona unless it's the Willow BS
Don't care about Crew - NEXT!
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I BETTER see Liz and Liz herself make decisions about getting help. F*nn can die in a ditch
Hate that Ava is still stuck with her trash ass husband, and if the attacker really is Esme and/or Ryan...😒
This is so vague - what is Laura gonna do? She's been so removed from everything so far
Apparently there is a love letter Spencer wrote to Trina soooooo 👀👀👀
Kill off Truck Nuts. That is all.
@anyathefandom TAITFORD!!! 🎉
Let's just hope the most Jex does is kiss because I really cannot stomach another fucking age gap between actors (on top of Joss propping). Also I wonder what Dex does to fuck over Sonny AND Michael 👀 I knew you wouldn't let us down, Dexter!!!
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Not a fan of them seemingly committing Chase to being a popstar but I'm happy to see Chalynn is still a united front! 🥰
Georgie is absolutely the best and I really hope this Austin/Mason stuff amounts to something
Don't tell me we're gonna be waiting even longer for this paternity thing smh
Twist of fate? If it's not Dexsha or something actually tangible to Sasha that helps her then I don't care for it
Yawn to Alexis/Gregory, hyped for Alexis/Kristina. Very excited to see more Krissy content
I have no idea what that Spinelli paragraph is saying. Either give me a nervous breakdown or trash the story completely
YAY MORE SELINA!!!
YAY MORE TERRY/YURI!!!
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heartbreakvs-privat · 2 years
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barbielore · 5 months
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Krissy Roberts was the baby of the Roberts family, and was not a particularly popular toy, having been in production for only four years.
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Besides her brief doll line release, she featured heavily in the Barbie browser game, Let's Babysit Baby Krissy.
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In general, I find her appearance to be rather unsettling. I understand there are a limited amount of things that can be done with a baby doll, especially a baby that is in proportion to the other members of the Roberts family, but I am still not a fan.
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Most of her appearances involved other baby-related toys, such as a rocker, crib, bathtub or swingset, but some were appearances in a more fashion-related context, such as Sisters' Celebration Barbie and Krissy.
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One of the cutest versions, in my opinion, is the Magical Mermaids release. Unlike Barbie, who has a full tail, Krissy has what can best be described as little fins.
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I have never owned one myself, but I believe her tail is actually fabric - a little like Barbie's, which is plastic to the tip, with two fabric fins attached at the end.
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I am not going to post an undressed version, but I believe the tail fins are attached to her top, and underneath she just has legs. This is a real missed opportunity, in my opinion. (Either that, or people are posting a different undressed Krissy alongside the Magical Mermaids Barbie.)
There are more recent appearances of babies in the Barbie line, including in the I Can Be... releases like Baby Sitter and Baby Doctor, but none of these are identified as the mysterious Krissy.
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heartbreakvs · 2 years
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Field of Flowers // The Witcher AU pt1
Inspired by a post by @krissy-kat
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“I say that ‘Burn, Butcher Burn’ is about a butcher that broke poor Jaskier the bard’s heart,” Agata, a young girl of only ten, suggested to her two friends (Amelia and Antoni).
Antoni scoffed. “Don’t be silly, Agata,” Antoi said. “The ‘Butcher’ is obviously a metaphor of some sorts. Jaskier is obviously calling whoever broke his heart a ‘butcher’ for breaking his heart so cruelly!”
“Why don’t we ask Miss Joanna? She’s the mother of Jaskier’s daughter, little Zofia. She might know something,”
“Don’t be silly, Amelia,” Agata scoffed as she put her doll against her toy cubes that her uncle had gotten her.
“What are you talking about, little ones?”
The child turned around and saw Agata’s mother standing behind them. She was holding a basket filled with bread and food that indicated that Agata’s mother had just arrived from the market.
“Nothing, Mama,” said Agata.
“We’re trying to figure out who is the ‘butcher’ in Jaskier the bard’s ‘Burn, Butcher Burn’,” Antoni said.
Amelia nodded and Agata glared at Antoni.
“Traitor,” Agata muttered.
“Ah,” realization and understanding and something else settled in the eyes of Agata’s mother.
“Do you know anything, Mama?” Agata asked.
“The butcher in the bard’s song is Geralt of Rivia,” Agata’s mother said with a small hint of sadness in her voice.
Agata giggled. “Don’t be silly Mama. Geralt of Rivia is the White Wolf, not some butcher!”
Agata’s mother shook her head.
“That was a bad joke Mama,” Agata said.
“That’s right,” Amelia said. “And Jaskier the Bard is the White Wolf’s bard. His songbird! Jaskier can’t possibly be calling his most famous muse a butcher!”
Antoni nodded stubbornly. “The White Wolf is noble and brave! A hero! Jaskier can’t be referring to him. They’re friends! Companions for twenty years! The butcher must be some past lover that broke Jaskier’s very cruelly before he met Miss Joanna the Seamstress and had Zofia and Tatiana,”
Agata’s mother sighed. “You children grew up with Jaskier’s songs praising Witchers as noble monster hunters. You don’t know what it was like when Witchers were not treated as capable monster hunters, much less Geralt of Rivia. He was called a butch before he was called the White Wolf. His lark made everyone forget of that with his songs and lute,”
Agatw frowned. “Still, the butcher must be someone else, it can’t be the White Wolf,”
“I say it’s Tatiana’s mother,” Amelia piped in. “Essi says she was the most beautiful woman to walk the continent and that Jaskier’s second daughter -Tatiana- takes completely after her in looks,”
“No, it has to be some butcher. Why else would ‘butcher’ be one of the main words in the song!” Agata insisted.
“I say it’s a metaphor for a heartbreaker,” Antoni said firmly. “Most of Jaskier’s songs are about past lovers because they’re either love songs or bawdy songs. And the other songs are about the White Wolf,”
“His more recent songs are about his daughters and his love for them,” Agata reminded him.
“I love the newer songs,” Amelia sighed dreamily. “Jaskier’s love for his daughters is so wonderful to hear!”
Antoni huffed. “I miss the ones about the White Wolf,” Antoni grumbled.
“Joanna has gotten plenty of songs,” Agata said with a small hum. “Elvira, Tatiana’s wet nurse and nanny, has gotten at least two,”
“I’m pretty sure Elvira is in love with Jaskier,” Amelia said. “She seems awfully close to him and his daughter Tatiana,”
”That’s probably just some rumor that Vespula accidentally started when she was complaining about Elvira to Joanna,” said Antoni. “I’ve heard my mother tell my father about that!”
“Says you,” Agata muttered.
“Vespula does dislike Elvira,” Amelia pointed out as a matter of fact. “Everyone here knows about that,”
“It’s almost as bad as how John the blacksmith and Elvira’s husband hate Jaskier for some reason,” Antoni nodded.
“And Robert the merchant,” Agata added.
“And some Lord that came to Oxford University last year,” Antoni said.
“Don’t you want to go to Oxford University, Antoni?” Amelia asked.
“Obviously,” Antoni crossed his arms. “Jaskier teaches there! He’s the greatest teacher that Oxford University has had!”
Agata’s mother sighed in defeat. “Ask Essi, Priscilla, Vespula, or even Joanna if you want to know. Those women know Jaskier and his daughters, they’ll know which of Jaskier’s song is about which past lover or friend,”
The children didn’t hear her since they were much too busy arguing with each other again.
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Timeless - III (Bob Floyd x Reader)
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A/N: As promised, part 3 in time for my birthday (scheduled to post at the exact minute I was born bc why not)! It's not my finest work, but I'm relatively happy with it. Also, I done goofed and gave OC a name but tagged it as "x reader" - please feel free to just pretend the character's name isn't there, I just didn't want to write "Y/N" over and over and over again - it's written from the reader's perspective so I'm leaving it as "x reader" (also bc I'm lazy and like the parts to all match so).
pairing: Lt. Robert Floyd x reader
warnings/content: mutual pining, some angst, swearing, mildly steamy makeout sesh, Bob drops a bombshell on miss girl.
word count: 1.6k
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You blinked slowly as you tried to comprehend what Bob had just said. You looked at him in disbelief, letting out an awkward laugh as you felt your blood beginning to boil at his words. As much as you’d missed him, pined for him, and longed for him over the last decade, you were frustrated by the fact that this could have been avoided easily ten years ago if you or Bob had just swallowed your pride and said something to one another. While you knew you were just as much to blame on that part, it was Bob who walked away in the end, and in this moment, you couldn’t help but resent him for leaving you, then proclaiming he missed you for so long without ever so much as attempting to make contact. He at least could have asked his mother to speak to yours and provide him the contact information necessary to talk to you - you didn’t have that luxury, a) because he was often away at sea, and b) because he had left you without as much as a goodbye, leaving you under the impression that he didn’t want to see you. For some reason, hearing Bob’s admission made something inside you snap, you suddenly felt bitter and cold towards him for leaving you in the first place. 
“You missed me? Do I need to remind you that it was YOU who walked away 10 years ago? Christ, Bobby, you didn’t even have the balls to come say goodbye to me before you fucked off,” you spat angrily. 
“Listen, Krissy, let me explain,” Bob began, a pleading look in his eyes as he tried to calm you down.
“First of all, my name is Kristen. No one has called me Krissy in years. Not since you left. Secondly, I’ve been waiting, praying, hoping you’d call me. You don’t get to come back after years and hit me with this romantic “I’ve missed you so much” bullshit when you haven’t even as much as attempted to get ahold of me over the years. Do you know how many nights I spend crying when you left, wondering what the hell I did wrong to not deserve a goodbye from you? I thought I was finally over you too, and then you show back up here and remind me all over again just how fucking much I loved you. How much I still love you, and how no other man is ever going to compare to you,” You exhaled sharply as you finished ranting, shaking your head as hot tears stung your cheeks as they fell. 
“Wait, you love me?” Bob frowned as he shook his head, his blue eyes welling up with tears as he looked at you.
“For fuck sake, Bob, out of all that, this is what part stuck with you? Not the part about me needing an explanation as to why the hell you thought it was ok to just abandon your best friend?” 
Before you could continue ranting, you felt Bob’s lips crash into yours, his hands firmly grabbing your waist to pull you into his body. His grip on you was tight and passionate as his lips continued to kiss at yours, and you couldn’t help but moan softly as his tongue gently traced along your bottom lip, almost begging for entry to your mouth. You pulled away breathlessly and shook your head, looking at Bob with a completely bewildered stare.
“Care to explain that outburst, Lieutenant Floyd?” You raised an eyebrow at him and folded your arms across your chest, your gaze intense enough to make Bob worry he’d burst into flames if you didn’t look away from him. 
“Listen, Kristen, I’ve always loved you. I assumed you just…didn’t.” He shrugged his shoulders sheepishly as he blushed, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “I wanted to tell you, I really did, but every time I got myself psyched up to do it, I’d chicken out and back off. And then I sort of tried to forget about you - threw myself into my naval career, made sure I was one of the best WSOs in the United States, got into Top Gun, I tried my damnest to forget you, Kristen. I really did.”
Bob let out a sigh as he shook his head, his blonde hair becoming perfectly tousled as it broke free from its uniform combed back look. He frowned at you before opening his mouth, hesitating before he spoke, his voice almost in a whisper as the words came out.
“I couldn’t forget about you no matter how hard I tried. I tried dating and throwing myself into my career, I tried forcing myself to see a future with other women, but no matter how hard I tried to force it, it just made me realize I wanted you more. Then I came home and found out you’d moved to New York from Mama, and I wanted to go there and see you - I’d fully planned on coming over here and asking your folks where you lived so I could go visit, try and convince you to listen to me and give me the chance I know that I don’t deserve, and then, as I was getting my coffee the other day, planning on how the fuck I was going to do this all, you walked in and complete threw me off guard, but I love it. It just reminded me more that…that this is the right thing to do, Kristen. I could leave the entire US Navy behind, just walk away and never look back, but I cannot in good conscience leave South Carolina without telling you how I feel.” 
You sighed softly, shaking your head and frowning as your gaze met the floor, completely at a loss for words. You wanted so badly to stay mad at him for leaving without a word, but hearing that Bob had felt the same way you had for the last ten years, it made you soften towards him once again, another gentle sigh escaping your lips before you spoke, looking up to meet his cobalt blue eyes once again.
“Robert Floyd, are you saying that you love me as much as I love you?” You finally said, letting out a sharp breath that you hadn’t even realized you’d been holding in. 
“I believe that’s exactly what I’m saying, Kristen.” He laughed softly, raising an eyebrow as he gently reached his hand out to touch your cheek, wiping a tear away with his thumb, “I never wanted to hurt you, Krissy. I just, I was a shy and awkward 18 year old who was in love with my best friend, and I didn’t know how to tell you. I was scared you’d reject me and I decided I’d rather live with the fact that you just didn’t know how I felt, than risk telling you and you shooting me down faster than I can shoot down an enemy aircraft.”
“For a smart man, you’re kind of a dumbass, you know that, Lieutenant Floyd?” You laughed and shook your head to rid your eyes of any remaining tears that threatened to fall. 
“I know I am,” Bob grinned at you, leaning in to kiss at your cheek, just below your ear. As he pressed his lips to your soft skin, he murmured sweetly into your ear, “But, I’m your favourite dumbass, right?” 
You felt Bob’s lips turn up into a smile against your cheek, his face hovering against your skin for a moment longer as he took in the familiar scent of your perfume, the same one you’d worn since you’d turned 16 years old. His hand found his way around the small of your back as his lips trailed across your cheek playfully. When he pulled away, he gently tucked your hair behind your ear and smiled.
“What happens now? Because, knowing how you feel now, I can’t leave for San Diego without us deciding what to do about it.”
As you were about to answer, you heard your brother calling up the stairs to you both.
“Hey, Ma says to hurry it up with the serving trays, and Dad says to stop fooling around up there like a coupl’a teenagers on prom night,” You could hear your brother’s laughter echoing from the bottom of the attic staircase as he spoke. Your sister’s giggle could be heard in unison with his, and you shook your head as you shot Bob a sympathetic look.
“Nice to see they haven’t changed in the slightest,” Bob laughed softly as he grabbed two of the serving trays and smiled before leaning in to give you a peck on the cheek, “I should probably head back to my Ma’s for dinner before she starts sending out a search party, but maybe after Thanksgiving dinner is over, we can talk?” His voice sounded hopeful as he spoke.
“Absolutely,” You nodded quickly, trying to stop your cheeks from turning bright scarlet red as he kissed you, “On one condition though,” you started.
“What’s that?” 
“You promise to keep kissing me until you make me blush,” You smirked at him as you kissed his cheek, carefully straightening out his hair for him before sending him back downstairs to where your family was surely all discussing the possibilities of what could have taken place between you both in that attic.
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Femme Fatale
Episode Recap #61: Femme Fatale Original Airdate: December 2, 1989
Starring: Louise Robey as Micki Foster Steve Monarque as Johnny Ventura (as Steven Monarque) Chris Wiggins as Jack Marshak
Guest cast: Gordon Pinsent as Desmond Williams Kate Reid as Lili Lita Chris Moore as Glenda Jed Dixon as Eddie Dugan Louise Kidney as Tina Larson Lorretta Bailey as Krissy Sloan (as Loretta Bailey) Kim Huffman as Erin (as Kymberley Huffman) John Tench as Gunsel 1 Matt Birman as Harmon David Eldan as Film Nerd / Roarke Brian Furlong as Cop Sandi Stahlbrand as News Reporter Tom Neal as Al Roberts (archive footage)
Written by Jeffrey Bernini Directed by Francis Delia
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Open on night at a big old house. Inside, a man is drugging the tea he then brings to his bedridden wife. He leaves her with the tea to work on his screenplay. Before the man, Desmond, leaves, his wife Lili Lita, tells him she loves him. He says he loves her, too.
Downstairs, he opens the door for a younger woman. He asks if she told anyone about working with him, she says no. In another room, he pulls out a film reel of a movie called "A Scandalous Woman", which his wife had starred in years ago. He loads the film to play for them, commenting on how great Lili was in the film.
The old black and white movie plays, a film noir that Desmond wrote the screenplay for. Cut to later, towards the movie's climax. He tells the young woman to watch as Lili's character comes back on screen. Desmond holds the woman and pushes her up into the beam of the film projector. The light goes bright, and then this woman is transported to Lili's place in the film and Lili is alive in the room with Desmond. The confused young woman is in the movie being roughed up, as Lili and Desmond kiss, and the real Lili awakens in bed, hearing her old movie playing.
Cut to credits.
Lili continues to listen in bed. The movie plays on with the young woman unable to understand what is happening. Fake Lili and Desmond continue to make out as the movie plays. In the film, the woman is chased in her car, then a shoot out happens. Desmond and Lili sit up to watch as it appears the young woman is going to die in the film. After she is shot, the Fake Lili is back in the film, for her death scene. Desmond is alone as the movie ends.
Next we are at Curious Goods. Jack has slept late and Micki teases him. Jack says he was teaching Johnny chess, but Micki says Johnny told her they watched "hot videos". Jack scoffs, says they were chess videos, then changes the subject, asking why Micki is reading through the manifest. She said another actress has disappeared, the sixth one in a short time, so she is hoping to find a connection.
Back at their home, bedridden Lili is asking Desmond how his script is coming along. He said it is going slow. She suggests a break, since their old style films aren't in demand. He isn't so sure. He says he is going out to a show, a retrospective of his films. She tells him to have fun, but watch out for young girls.
That night, at the theater retrospective, Johnny is there, his date a film student named Erin, who is eager to see the work of a 'master of film noir." Johnny isn't so thrilled to watch an old film, but she says it is her favorite. As they watch, Erin has tears in her eyes, Johnny is bored. Desmond is announced to applause, and Erin goes to talk to Desmond. Outside, she asks Desmond for directing advice. He tells her to give him her number, he's planning to teach a course on film directing. She does, eagerly. Another woman, Krissy Sloan, does the same.
Later, we see Krissy jump out of the car as Desmond arrives home. She is excited to be there, Desmond asks her to be quiet, because Lili is sleeping. Desmond has told Krissy she can watch "A Scandalous Woman" and spend the night.
Cut to later, Krissy is in the film, in the car chase, as Lili and Desmond make out. This time, this Fake Lili makes demands. Seems as long as the real Lili is alive, this Fake one is doomed to return to the film after the character, and hapless actress trapped within, is shot. Desmond says next time, but Fake Lili is sick of hearing it. She says if real Lili is there next time, it's over. Real Lili lies awake in bed, listening still.
Fake Lili fades away, and dies in the film. Desmond cries out this time, and real Lili calls down on the intercom, asking if he's okay. He assuages her.
Johnny arrives at the store, Jack and Micki tell him about the missing actresses. Micki lists movie-related items in the manifest, including the returned make up case and movie camera. But there is a 16mm film reel still unaccounted for. She goes to check Lewis' files. Johnny fills Jack in on his bad date and the movie they saw, which Jack remembers. Johnny hated the film, but his date loved it. Johnny mentions Desmond, and his wife, Lili Lita and the film they made together, "A Scandalous Woman." Upon hearing this, Micki comes back saying that is the name of the 16mm film Lewis sold.
At their home, Lili and Desmond walk out on to the balcony for fresh air. She says he's been working too hard. He has a vision of pushing her over the balcony, and the comes to his senses as she gasps at him nearly doing so. He apologizes, she says she is fine.
Johnny is watching the news as Micki and Jack find the listing of the movie sold to a D.W. - Desmond Williams. Johnny calls them over as a report on missing Krissy plays. Johnny says he saw her at the show. Jack says him and Micki will go talk to Desmond, and wants Johnny to talk to his cop friend and see if Desmond is connected to any of the other missing women.
Cops are already at Desmond's home with a picture of Krissy, who Desmond says he doesn't recognize. They leave, Desmond is nervous, recalling what Fake Lili told him. Real Lili calls to him, asking him to come upstairs. He makes her tea, drugging it again. He brings the drink upstairs as the voices of both Lilis play in his head. He drops the tea and startles Lili. He says he'll get another, then there is a knock on the door.
Desmond answers to Micki, who says she saw his film and was inspired and wants to talk. Desmond tries to shut the door, but Micki mentions the film reel he bought. Desmond is concerned and lets her in. Jack lurks outside. Desmond goes to check on Lili and leaves Micki alone. She opens the window to Jack, who wants the film print. Micki gets it from the shelf but Desmond spies her and comes back in. Micki says she is interested in buying it, but Desmond says they should watch it first and loads the projector.
Cops in a patrol car pull up outside and see Jack lurking about. Desmond starts the film, and the cops arrest Jack.
Micki and Desmond watch the film, then struggle as Desmond grabs her, forcing Micki in front of the projector and then into the film. Fake Lili and Desmond make out, and Desmond admits he couldn't kill the real Lili. Fake Lili walks off, planning to find someone to kill Lili herself. A knock on the door, and he tells her to hide. It's the cops with Jack, who said her friend is inside and in danger. Desmond is outraged, but Jack and the cops barge in to the screening room. They find no Micki, but a young woman who Jack recognizes as Lili Lita, from years ago. Fake Lili says she doesn't know Jack, so the cops take him away. Desmond is freaking out that other people saw her. Fake Lili doesn't care, tired of being locked in the film. She wants a real life, and real Lili dead.
Desmond goes upstairs and Lili is in her wheelchair. He says it was only a prowler and the cops took him away. He helps her back in to bed. Desmond says if she hears anything, it's just him watching one of her old films. Lili seems tired.
Downstairs, Desmond hears Micki screaming in the film as it continues to play. He looks for Fake Lili and sees the door is open. He looks outside, Fake Lili is hiding, then goes back inside.
Johnny and Jack are driving, rushing back to Desmond's after Johnny bailed him out. Jack is panicked for Micki's safety, since he saw the Lili there from 40 years ago. He tells Johnny to step on it. Micki is still being tossed around as the "damsel in distress" in the film, trying to play the bad guys against each other. She fights them and runs off.
Desmond still searches for Lili, then finds her. She says she was just teaching him a lesson about how easy it would be for her to vanish. Desmond says he can't kill his wife, but Fake Lili says he could live happier with her. He says Lili is famous, she would be missed. Fake Lili doesn't care.
Desmond goes to check on sleeping Lili. He kisses her. Fake Lili comes to the doorway. He picks up a pillow and begins to smother Lili in bed. She struggles and then goes still, apparently dead. Fake Lili is thrilled, and kisses him. They leave the bedroom.
Johnny and Jack arrive outside, heading to the window Micki unlatched. The film is still playing, Micki is being chased.
Desmond and Fake Lili make out on the sofa, thinking they have all the time in the world now. But suddenly, the real Lili arrives with her cane in one hand and a gun in the other. They are shocked she's alive. The two Lilis have a stand off.
Johnny and Jack are outside.
Real Lili is confused as to why this woman looks like her younger self. Fake Lili tells her about Micki taking her place in the movie. We see Micki climbing a fence and being shot at. Jack pulls the window open and calls to the real Lili as the Fake one makes a break for it, Johnny in pursuit.
Jack enters through the window and tells Lili it is his friend in the film.
Johnny chases Fake Lili outside.
Real Lili is confused, asking Jack how to free Micki. Jack says someone has to take her place. He says they need to find the Fake Lili to put her back. Jack says there were other women before Micki, and Desmond says he just wanted to be with her like the old days. Real Lili says he didn't love her, just the character she played in the movie.
Fake Lili makes her way downtown and sees the theater marquee with her film playing, and the poster with her on it. Johnny spots her entering the theater and follows. She sits watching, in awe of the audience watching. Johnny slowly approaches, calling her Lili, telling her she needs to go back. She refuses, saying Desmond lied to her. Johnny says they can go talk to him and she agrees.
Micki is in the car chase scene, so the film is nearing its end. She keeps calling out to Jack for help.
Lili continues to hold the gun on Desmond, who says he was never unfaithful, cause Fake Lili is her. She doesn't buy it, saying he was in love with the slut character he created, because she couldn't stay young. Desmond says if Lili goes into the film, she can stay young. Jack disagrees, but Desmond says it is the only way for Micki to come back, someone has to die. Fake Lili comes in and says that can be arranged.
The two Lilis are both against Desmond now. Desmond tries to grab the gun away from his wife and they struggle. Real Lili shoots him, and he collapses on the couch. Micki is near her death in the film, but real Lili steps in front of the projector, taking Micki's place. Real Lili is dying in the film, Fake Lili fades and screams, then Micki rises up in front of the screen. Real Lili dies in the movie as it ends.
At Curious Goods, the film is in the vault and a banged up Micki hopes to never see it again. She was at the mercy of the film, Jack says Desmond was caught up in the illusion of the film. Micki feels her face, not feeling like what she went through was any illusion.
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My thoughts:
Okay, how long was "A Scandalous Woman"? The last time Desmond starts the movie, when Micki gets trapped, Jack gets caught, brought inside, then arrested, brought down to the police station, is bailed out by Johnny, they go back to the house, skulk around, slip inside, Johnny chases Lili downtown, convinces her to come back, they go back and still have the stand off with the two Lilis. That is one long old movie!
I also didn't like Micki just standing idly by as Desmond loaded the film in to the projector. Micki knew it was cursed and seven women were missing. Why would she stand there as the curse kicked in? She is smarter than that.
I liked the mention of the make up case and movie camera from previous episodes.
If Desmond bought the cursed film from Lewis years ago, why was it only now that things got out of hand? Was it sitting on the shelf and he never knew how to use it? Did the first woman wander in front of the projector and get sucked and Fake Lili appeared? Or did the cursed reel slowly call out to him over the years? Makes me wonder.
This also a very specific curse for Desmond. If he had died and someone else got the print, would the curse have adjusted accordingly? I assume so.
Micki owes Johnny, for somehow quickly convincing his cop friend to let him bail Jack out. Time was of the essence! And old Lili sacrificing herself for Micki, too. Great act for a stranger to her.
And how close did Desmond live to that movie theater? Had to have been minutes away in walking distance.
Interesting episode, even with the plot holes.
Next week: Mightier Than the Sword
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