Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Musketeers (2014) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not

FUCK YOU DISNEY

Anyways, y’all better start saving your fave fanfics and fanart under the Disney labels cause it looks like they’re trying to curb fair use/fanworks and I’m sure there’s going to be mass panicked deletions even though it’s probably unnecessary cause AO3′s legal team will fight for us.

some people really need to understand that there’s a difference between saying ‘they’re a good character’ and ‘they’re a good person’

unpopular opinion but i think the film and tv industries should have better labor laws even if it makes it harder or impossible to depict certain things

Men in Black (1997) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: The Musketeers (2014) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Armand Jean du Plessis de Richelieu/Milady Clarick de Winter, Aramis & Athos & Porthos, Athos | Comte de la Fère/Milady Clarick de Winter Characters: Armand Jean du Plessis de Richelieu, Milady Clarick de Winter, de Tréville (Jean-Armand du Peyrer), Athos, Aramis, Porthos Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Politics, Established Relationship, Treville is director of the secret service, Armand and Treville are frenemies, Milady and Athos weren't married, Past Relationship(s) Series: Part 2 of Mr. & Mrs. Richelieu- Washington Elite Summary:

The Richelieus are targets of assassination threats.

I get so annoyed when other women act this way towards their men. My mom died when I was 6 years old, and I spent most of my childhood raised my dad and his two older brothers. My five older siblings were off either starting families, working, in college, or in the army (there’s a large age gap) but I’d spend weekends and stuff with them. And I had aunts, other uncles, and cousins who helped out too. But day-to-day, it was me and my three old guys. They were all in their fifties at the time. I couldn’t have asked for a better childhood. Yes the loss of my mom hurt like hell, but I was surrounded by so much love. My dad always made it clear I was his world, and I was my uncles’ baby.

And the men my sisters have married are all amazing men who are great husbands and fathers. They have daily routines with their children, such as reading to them before bed every night, and just are constantly involved in their lives. And never letting my sisters feel it all falls on them. Whether cooking dinner, doing dishes, or watching all the kids so my sisters can relax and read for a few hours.

When I was fourteen, my dad died, and one of my older sisters took me in because my uncles were in bad health. My brother-in-law Bobby, I’ve known him since I was two, was an awesome mix of brother-dad, and was always there for me. He filled in where my dad couldn’t but never tried to take his place.

My fiancé is great with kids, better than I am. He knows when we eventually have children, as their father he is as equally responsible for every aspect of their welfare as I am. We must be equal partners in everything. We have discussed this in-depth multiple times because it is something we both consider immensely important. Especially for me because it’s always in my mind what would happen if I died.

Sorry I feel really strongly about this because I always hear woman talk about their men like this but I wasn’t raised around men like that. I was raised to expect more and if they don’t live up then they’re boys pretending to be men. And boys pretending to be men are not worth my time unless they are willing to make an effort to be better.

I just left my husband alone with our two children for sixteen days. I was not worried about anything regarding the house, their food, or their wellbeing. I put all the appointments in the family calendar and my husband checked it and kept them. I literally did not worry about them. I missed them, and I was sad that they missed me, but I didn’t worry about them AT ALL. I need to impress upon you all that I missed their company, but was not worried for their welfare.

I also did no meal prep. I don’t even think I went shopping right before I left.

This is not about apples and oranges. This isn’t even about my husband. This is about the fact that this is apparently WEIRD.

Another mum at my daughter’s school is leaving for ten days. She’s taking her youngest (who is a very small baby) and leaving her husband with their two girls. She has been cooking for days preparing freezer meals. She’s panicking and deputizing her six year old to remind him how to make school lunches. AND I AM APPALLED.

A) He is definitely not helpless. (He’s a doctor or something.) What gendered bullshit. B) THAT LITTLE GIRL IS NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HER AND HER SISTER’S WELLBEING. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. C) Why is she married to this person and creating children with him if he’s this big of an idiot?

While she was laughingly recounting this, the other mums were nodding and smiling sympathetically, like oh yes, I too have my caveman at home!! Such managing required! I was the only one who was like “Dude, he’ll be fine. Literally. He will be fine.” I said it a lot. She was not convinced. She kept bringing up her older daughter. She’ll be like a little mum!

NO.

NO NO NO NO.

NO.

Straight women, don’t do this shit. It’s gross. Don’t infantilize your husbands and then expect your daughters to pick up the slack. So fucking gross. So. So. GROSS.

Vampire Hunter Kit

“Cased vampire killing kit, in a rosewood and ebony case with inlaid silver stringing and mother-of-pearl inlaid plaque. Contents include a black powder percussion 2-barrel pistol, a powder horn and bullet mold, bone handled dagger with crucifix, three small crucifixes, mallet and two wooden stakes, book of common prayer, two small framed portraits of Jesus, holy water and four glass vials with crystals. 4"H x 16"W x 9.75"D, Circa - 19th C”. [Propnomicon]