Dec 29, 2025
My adorable twin children. Avery and Reed. Short for Avarice and Greed
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My adorable twin children. Avery and Reed. Short for Avarice and Greed
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oh so youre all against cancel culture until mr scrooge leaves his house then its nothing but “there goes mr humbug there goes mr grim” “no cheeses for us meeses”. bull shit. bull fucking shit.
Scrooge pulls his glasses down when he’s irritated, like a suburban mom.
I'm giving myself some motivation to start working on this again. The overhaul of the fic really fried my brain, and then I got drawn into pirates, ha ha. Trust me though, it hasn't been forgotten. They are in my head like a monkey with a tamberine all the time.
Song this goes with. Funny it's called The Beginning...
I love how it shows how different their features are, yet they blend into one another at the same time.
It's a callback to Francis referring to the mind as a glass house and both of them having shattered this glass a long time ago.
Also, in reference that they are charastically one person fragmented into another.
yet-to-come my beloved
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bitches love me for my candelabra
back in my day we didnt have “””therapy””” we had the Worry Room
Okay, I'm just putting this out there...
Early in the relationship when they're still friends: Ebenezer trying to deal with a drunk Reader because she's not used to ALL THE FRIGGIN' ALCOHOL. (Like, the toffs had a different wine for every course of the meal, didn't they?) She tried so hard to pace herself, but her young, middle-class American constitution just couldn't hold out with it! So now we've got Ebenezer trying to keep her from embarrassing herself and get her at least a little sobered up so she can at least stand on her own two feet:
Oh, bollocks--she's throwing up: Better help hold her hair! Damn, she got some on her dress! Oh, well, she said her aunt was the one that had it made for her and Reader hates it anyway, so it's no loss. No, no, no! Don't go to sleep here--you'll be right in the vomit! Come on, with me--over here. That's right, sit down there and relax. Breathe. Slowly. You're all right, Sweetness--I have you. Bloody, hell you're a mess: You shouldn't have drunk so much! No, no, no--I'm not cross with you; I'm just worried about you. I had a bad feeling when I looked at you halfway through dinner.