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A very, very small problem being married to Tony Stark was trying to come up with gifts for the holidays that weren't 1) something he'd already bought for himself 2) something he couldn't make for himself and make better and 3) an island.

Steve tried to go with experiences rather than things, and wandering Chelsea Market, already done up in festive lights, and poking around at the various stands while wearing the patented "don't notice me" superhero costume of ballcaps and hoodies was, in Steve's opinion at least, a swell way to start the season.

He smiled at Tony as they went past the Imports from Marrakesh booth. "We don't have to go to Morocco now," he teased.

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Hello, friends! It's about to be December again, and you know what that means: the fact I am posting this actually before December 1 means

karzilla reminded me about the existence of linear time again. Wait, no -- well, yes, but also -- okay, look, let me back up and start again: it's almost December, and that means it's time for our annual December holiday points bonus.

The standard explanation: For the entire month of December, all orders made in the Shop of points and paid time, either for you or as a gift for a friend, will have 10% of your completed cart total sent to you in points when you finish the transaction. For instance, if you buy an order of 12 months of paid time for $35 (350 points), you'll get 35 points when the order is complete, to use on a future purchase.

( The fine print and much more behind this cut! )

Thank you, in short, for being the best possible users any social media site could possibly ever hope for. I'm probably in danger of crossing the Sappiness Line if I haven't already, but you all make everything worth it.

On behalf of Mark, Jen, Robby, and our team of awesome volunteers, and to each and every one of you, whether you've been with us on this wild ride since the beginning or just signed up last week, I'm wishing you all a very happy set of end-of-year holidays, whichever ones you celebrate, and hoping for all of you that your 2026 is full of kindness, determination, empathy, and a hell of a lot more luck than we've all had lately. Let's go.

okteiviakom

Octavia wasn't great at sleeping in. Just in general, unless she was exhausted. Something about all those years on the Ark, and down on the ground, and down in the bunker - the much stricter schedule of living in a close-knit community (or on the unseen edges of it) stuck to her, persistently, despite the years of sharing a boat with just two other people that had passed since any of that.

But it wasn't just the usual, this week.

Guess there was something about your kid's surly doppelgänger showing up at your work again that could make your brain a noisier place than usual. And that didn't make for great sleep.

But Sunday morning she'd tried, valiantly, to stay in bed. And it had worked for a little bit. But the thoughts just kept whirring around in a loop, and eventually she'd had to give in and get up. Heading outside after, onto the deck, was supposed to serve two purposes: not disturbing anyone still asleep on the Rouge, and hopefully letting the cool air soothe a little bit of her... whatever it was. Melancholy, maybe.

She also had a mug of hot chocolate, and was wrapped up in one of Duke's shapeless cardigans, far too big and thus actually perfect on her. Those were supposed to help, too, as she stood there facing away from the island, looking over the open water.

Thinking thoughts of family.

[ooc: Open, ofc, although likely a little slow.]

thatwaslucky

It wasn't Rey's first time turning little, but it was the first time since she'd found everything out about herself, and today was… a lot. Not bad. But a lot. She was in such a different place now, and she wasn't used to that mindset anymore, which had made the change back feel a little jarring. And she missed her parents.

It didn't help that she still had to undo some things from the weekend. For instance, her tiny self had gotten into the huge pantry and put together a little go bag in case it was needed, and now her adult self got to put it all back. At the same time, it was a shame it wasn't a bigger project to keep her occupied. She'd go slow.

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Dread And Puissant Champion of The Fae

Think that'll look good on the Princeton App?

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Chelsea Market, NYC, Sunday afternoon [NFB for distance]

Look! I remembered to post before December started this year!

The Deck of the Cape Rouge, Sunday Morning

MCA #1- Tuesday morning

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