#romana answers ask

[cosmickid-inmotion]

15 & 21 for invasive asks bb

HI IVY!!! ily

15. What's your favorite tv show?

Ever? Doctor Who. But i havn't watched in years lol Right now though... man what was the last show I watched? I watch a lot of youtube ;-; and documetaries...... I think right now I'd say bobs burgers. i rewatch a lot. Been a minute but i watched the christmas ones while crafting the oridiments out of my late grandpa's shirt and it reminded me how much i loved that show. Plus it was on for HOURS on my grandmas tv over christmas vacation. Love it lol

21. What are your thoughts on love.

JESUS IVY

Okay first of all i believe in love at first sight. I do. Never felt it but I'm a sap. I beleive love is above logic. I don't need to explain love at first sight bc its just what it is. However im honestly scared of it. Been in love twice, both hurt. The main one was high school though was pretty bad. never put his hands on me but the mental fuck up was so bad i remember as he's yelling at me having a manic episode, i thought "he's gonna hit me, and im gonna let him" lemme tell you that has NEVER been the kind of person i was. I always fought back against my dad, but with him, he broke me down so badly. The worst part is we didnt even date, we had this whole messed up thing where i loved him, he wouldnt date me, we'd blur the lines of friendship, then gaslight me like i was crazy for thinking he was flirting, tell me i wasnt allowed to date other people but then date or try to date my friends. a mess. that whole thing and my history of SA and CSA the idea of being vunerable like that is so scary

Send me an invasive ask

[stopmyhearts]

important news from today's big finish podcast which is there are plans for future stories with Lalla Ward as Romana!!

[romana-after-dark]

Interesting how your dead dove December has stipulations based on incest, beastiality, and underage. So some dark content is permitted, but not other? It seems like you’re picking which dark content is ‘appropriate’… almost like that’s the content you romanticize and justify…

Yes, some content is permitted and other are not. We are allowed have rules.

I think really the only thing to say here is it's *my event*

There's lots to discuss as far as limits and what dark is okay and what isn't blah blah blah, and that's fine. You can debate back and forth on what should be censored and what shouldn't, what's okay to fanticise about and what isn't, but I'm not making this judgement.

However, I am reading everything for this event, I am reblogging everything, and I will be putting everything on a masterlist. all these fics will be tied to be.

Call me crazy that I don't want my name tied to underage content.

I am well aware that there is a certain group that really hates my work. I am aware that several people have told me The Wrong Way is the darkest Joel they've ever read, both as a compliment and as a insult. I've been called psychotic for that series. And that's fine. Joel *is* romanticized by little one, and that comes out in the writing as its from her POV. Yeah, I get that TWW, Blessed be the Fruit, Guard Dog, ETC romanticze abuse, rape, violence etc. Sure.

But this is my event.

I am comfortable with non con, vore, monsterfucking, step-cest, watersports, self harm ETC.

I am not comfortable with beastiality, incest, or underage.

We can go back and forth about censorship or what should and shouldnt be allowed, fantesy vs. reality and all that, but ultimately, I am allowed to draw lines for my personal comfort.

If you have a problem with my dark content, you can tell me why and what your issues are. Thats fine. But being mad at me for having boundaries is strange.

[gracefelldownaflightofstairs]

Drop a character in my ask and I’ll pick some to draw for practice!!

[the-whispers-of-death]

Romanas @ Soap: you radiate mischief which is tiring but i will tolerate it because i enjoy your company

Soap: :D

A lovely compliment imo.

[runa-falls]

Cecil Dennis is the kinda guy to hump your leg and beg you to fuck him

yeah. so--

i need to see this movie HOLYYY

[wanderingskemetic]

𓅓𓊵𓏏𓊪 Em hotep!

I'm Naru (they/it). I'm a Kemetic-Rasenna (Etruscan) agnostic polytheist. I've been interested in Ancient Egypt since elementary school, and my love of it and its history is deeply intertwined with my love of the Netjeru. I'm currently working towards a degree in an ancient history/archaeology related field and may occasionally post about that.

I try to strike a balance between reconstruction and revivalism, using my knowledge of historical practices to guide my practices. However, as a college student, someone with multiple conditions that cause executive functioning issues, and someone who needs to be discreet around some family members, I also focus on keeping things approachable for me.

I am devoted to Djehuty/Thoth and Amun.

I primarily worship Ptah, Menrva, Farthan, Wesir/Osiris, Aset/Isis, Ra, Khonsu, Mut, and Resheph.

I also frequently worship Bes, Seshat, Renenutet, Tinia, Uni, Het Heru/Hathor, and Sekhmet.

I worship all of the netjeru and aiser as appropriate and desired.

I have some interest and knowledge of Hellenic and Roman polytheism, and thus will occasionally reblog content related to them. I hope to eventually incorporate some Roman deities into my practice, particularly Janus, Angerona, and various virtue deities.

The Kemetic subtle deity worship masterpost can be found here.

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Deities:

Posts about deities are tagged with their name(s). If it's about a synchronized deity (ie Amun-Ra or Ptah-Sokar-Wesir) the synchronized deity will be tagged as will all the deities that make up the synchronization. Any deities that have well known Greek names or popular variations (like Bast and Bastet) are tagged with all popular spellings that I know. Posts involving Heru/Horus will be tagged Heru and Horus and if it's mentioned what Horus (ie Heru Wer, Horus of Behdet, etc.) or I can easily tell (ie it's Horus in child form) that will also be tagged.

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[daughterofheartshaven]

Okay so you seem like someone who might know this, but how did romana actually become president

Excellent question! So the Virgin books Blood Harvest and Goth Opera end with her back on Gallifrey and having been offered a seat on the high council by President Flavia, but the next time we see her in the flesh she's president. As for how that happened, here are my primary sources I am drawing off of

From the book Happy Endings:

‘It is not too late to change your mind, Lady President,’ Spandrell rumbled. ‘The election was a very close thing. Or so I would guess. I am not officially allowed to know.’ ‘So?’ Romana pushed a stray hair back from her brow. ‘Fifty-three per cent to forty-seven. A surprise result.’ He sighed deeply. ‘Which means, of course, that it should not be a surprise to anybody. The Interventionists were seen in the lobbies.’ ‘I promised a kinder, gentler Gallifrey. They expect me to involve the Time Lords in the affairs of the universe. Should I?’ Spandrell shrugged: slowly, portentously, like a tectonic plate shifting. ‘There are,’ he concluded, ‘a few small things that might need doing. Your predecessor would doubtless have got round to them...’ His voice trailed off into a diplomatic grumble. ‘If she hadn’t been found drunk in charge of the Sash of Rassilon, yes. I have a few things that I’d like to do myself.’

From the Gallifrey episode Lies:

Pandora: You returned from your self-imposed exile from E-Space. You were appointed President despite not having held political post. Romana: I was asked to become President after the coup that overthrew Flavia’s inauspicious reign. Pandora: She was destined to be lost. You were always the one.

From the Gallifrey episode Insurgency

Darkel: When Romana invoked the ancient right of challenge against her predecessor, she promised to protect Gallifrey and maintain the integrity of the time-space vortex

The Big Finish audio story Time in Office states that following the Five Doctors, Flavia did not become president. Instead, the role went to a Time Lord named Tivoli, then briefly went to the Doctor, then went to a different Time Lord named Lowri. The later box set Wicked Sisters has Leela working with the Fifth Doctor shortly before his regeneration on Lowri's behalf.

Finally, the Trial of a Time Lord storyline ends with the current High Council and President being deposed in a revolt. (oh and since Unnatural History reveals The Eight Doctors was a result of Rassilon messing with Gallifrey's history, I take the right to ignore everything from that book).

SO. I think the intention of Lies was that the Trial of a Time Lord revolt was what ousted Flavia, but that doesn't gel with the Virgin Books timeline or Time in Office. Imo, it was Lowri who fell in Trial of a Time Lord, and Flavia became president (officially) afterwords. Flavia was then president through the Sixth and early Seventh Doctor eras, before she was "found drunk in charge of the Sash of Rassilon" - which might mean something literal, or might mean she was increasingly showing herself to be completely out of her depth as president. Either way, Romana (under Pandora's influence) challenged her for the presidency in the exact same way Darkel challenges Romana at the end of Insurgancy, and wins the resultant election. The reference to the coup in Lies is a reference to the level of unrest that Flavia's inaction left.

Does that feel like a good answer to your question?

[thethirdromana]

There was a poll going round a while ago about whether you're the same gender as your pfp, and I picked "nuance" on the basis that Romana and I are both women but the Fourth Doctor isn't, but now I'm wondering about what Romana's gender actually is.

So I think I know what my headcanon is regarding the Doctor's gender. If asked "gender?" then the answers would range from a cis-by-default "well, I appear to be a man, currently" to an agender "no, thank you" to a genderqueer "oh, yes please, lots!". I think the Fourth Doctor is probably in the "no, thank you" category.

Whereas I'd always just assumed Romana was cis, as much as a Time Lord could be. Romana II tends to alternate between historical men's and women's clothing styles, but I'm inclined to see that more as enjoying a wide range of styles rather than trying to signal something about her own relationship to gender.

But! I have no strong feelings about this, and would love to know what other people think.

[cosmickid-inmotion]

NO YOU!!!!! (this is a threat)

[milla-frenchy]

Deja vu

2k9 | Joel Miller x fem reader Summary: after a bad experience with a former boyfriend, you meet Joel who makes you trust him fully in the bedroom Warnings: 18+ mdni. Dead dove - dark - noncon Footjob and jerking off in public (restaurant), drug added to alcohol without reader's knowledge, mutual masturbation, oral (f receiving), unprotected piv, dirty talk, degradation, ass play, rimming, ignored safe word, anal, manipulation, lies, creampie, forced orgasm No age specified, no outbreak a/n: Thank you @romana-after-dark for this dead dove december 🤌 Thank you @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog for correcting me, and for the depraved ideas on this one, again 😏💕🫂 Heed the warnings. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, do not pursue reading. This fic isn't for everyone, and that's ok. I don't condone any of this. Follow @millafics and turn notifications on for fics updates

Read on ao3 | Masterlist

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You and Joel have been seeing each other for a few weeks. You met during Thanksgiving at the Adlers’, his neighbors, who were your distant relatives. You exchanged phone numbers, and he called you back a few days later. He was charming, magnificent, polite, and gallant.

And great in bed. He proved it to you orgasm after orgasm, whether with his tongue, his fingers or his cock. He was generous and attentive to your pleasure, before his own. It was like you had found the perfect person, sexually. 

You talked a lot about your desires, your fantasies, you discussed them before realizing them, and you had put in place a safe word. In a few weeks, you were more confident with him than you had ever been with any other man, and this complicity, this closeness, made you want to give him more and more.

A few rare practices had been put aside, whether categorically, or “perhaps one day”. One of those “perhaps” was anal. You had a bad experience in the past, a former boyfriend who was too pushy, to whom you hadn't been able to say no, who hadn't taken your discomfort into account, and until now you had never wanted to try again.

You had talked to Joel about this experience and he had been understanding, as usual. He had reassured you by telling you that if you ever did it, it would be when you were completely confident.

He had introduced you to rimming, and you loved it so much that since then he did it regularly. You also realized that you took even more pleasure when he pressed one of his fingers against your ass while he fucked you, or even when he pushed one of them lightly in it.

Once, he brushed his cock against your ring, and it turned you on. He asked you if you felt ready to try, and you answered yes, because you really thought so. He had prepared you, eating your ass for a long time, and the moment he squeezed his cock and started thrusting in, you got scared. You thought about this previous experience and used your safe word. He had stopped immediately, caressing your cheek, and thrusting slowly in your pussy, whispering in your ear that it was ok, that your pussy was enough for him, felt so good and gave him so much pleasure.

He had been so understanding and gentle that since then he had eaten your ass again, touched it, and you still loved it just as much, without apprehension. You told yourself that one day this blockage would go away, and you’d be capable of more.

One evening, you went out to a restaurant and during the meal you thought about one of his fantasies: a footjob. You took off your shoe and moved your foot up his calf, before placing it on his knee.

He smiled and said “what are you doin’, sweetheart?”

You smiled innocently at him, sliding your foot along the inside of his thigh, before coming to place it delicately against his already swollen crotch. You heard him groan from across the table, and you smiled again, a little less innocently this time.

You stroked his cock through his pants and he passed his hand under the table, placing it on your ankle, accompanying your movement.

“You’re a naughty girl, baby… taking advantage of me in a public place, when I can't do anything.”

“Oh, that’s a shame, Mr. Miller,” you replied, drinking your cocktail through a straw. He looked down at your lips and you saw his Adam's apple contract with difficulty.

He moved his hand under your ankle and lifted your foot slightly, while he unzipped his pants with his other hand, and pulled out his cock.

He had rested your foot on it, and you felt his skin under your sole. You stroked his cock, and all you could think about was making him cum, right in the middle of this restaurant. So you dropped your other heel, and your foot came to join the first, grabbing his cock in between. Slowly, you began jerking him, his eyes fixed on you. You said softly and slowly so that he could read your lips “come for me”. But you didn't have time to make him cum with just your feet without the risk of attracting attention, so he released your ankle and grabbed his cock, starting to jerk off while your feet continued to move slightly up and down his shaft.

He sped up the movement of his wrist and you placed one of your feet slightly lower, on his balls. Just before he came, he held your feet against him, preventing you from removing them. His jaw clenched so hard that you couldn't help but smile, as you felt his cum leak onto your skin.

In the car on the way to Joel's, he patted your knee as you were driving. You looked at him and asked “so… did you like it?” smiling mischievously.

“You, little brat, made me cum like a teenage boy.”

“Yeah you came soooo quickly… my feet still remember it.”

He laughed and said “it was perfect, sweetheart. But I’ll make up for it soon.”

“Oh really? And what do you have planned?”

“You’ll know soon enough.��� You looked at him, his charming smile made you fall for him, and you stepped on the accelerator to get to his house a little faster.

Once the front door closed behind you, Joel grabbed you and pulled you against him, gripping your ass with both hands.

“Mmmm you smell so good” he said, his nose buried in your neck.

You put your arms around his shoulders, and you felt the shivers run through your body. You loved feeling his torso against you, surrounded by his arms, him leaning slightly towards you.

“Go wait for me in the bedroom, I’ll be there in 2 minutes while I bring us something to drink.”

You sat down on the bed and a few seconds later he arrived with two glasses of champagne. He handed one to you and took a few sips. You did the same, enjoying what you recognized as your favorite champagne while your eyes were fixed on each other.

You told him to take off his clothes, and you watched him do so, crossing your legs and taking another sip of champagne. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, undid his belt and slid it down his waist then let it fall to the floor. He paused and you nodded, mentioning him to continue. He unzipped his jeans and grabbed his bulge with one hand, stroking himself through the fabric.

“Why don’t you finish that glass of champagne, baby, so you can slip your fingers into your panties?”

You smiled, finished your glass and placed it on the floor, pulled your dress up to your waist, before spreading your thighs and slipping your hand into your panties, reaching your already soaked pussy.

“Go ahead baby, stroke your clit.”

You moved your wet finger up to your clit and gently swirled it over it, and said “take your cock out, Joel. I wanna see you jerking off.”

He pulled his pants and boxers down to mid-thighs, and his cock pointed upwards. He spat in his hand and started jacking off, his gaze moving from your panties to your eyes.

“Take your panties off now, I wanna see your pussy dripping for me.”

You took them off and he added “let me see her, sweetheart.”

You spread your legs wide, and pushed your index and middle fingers into your pussy again, before running your index finger over your clit. You groaned from the shivers you felt and leaned your head back.

“Fuck, I wanna taste you,” he said, removing his clothes completely. You removed your dress and bra, and climbed back up to the top of the bed. He lay down between your legs, his forearms surrounding your thighs. He lapped you from your wet hole all the way to your clit.

“So wet for me, baby.”

He pushed two fingers into your pussy, wrapping his lips around your clit to suck on it. His tongue came rolling over your clit.

“You taste so good”, he said. He looked down at his fingers digging into your pussy.

“I love the way you look when I fuck you with my fingers.”

“Fuck, Joel…”

You grabbed your breasts in your hands and bit your lip, just as his tongue caressed your clit again. He took his fingers out and spread your folds with his thumbs, watching your wetness trickle down to your ass.

“Can I eat your ass, sweetheart? I just… I wanna feel it under my tongue. You know how I love it.”

You looked at him and nodded.

“Answer me, sweetheart. I need to hear it.”

“Yes Joel, do it. I want it.”

“Tell me the safe word, baby.”

“It’s purple.”

"Good. If you want to stop, you say so. And I’ll stop immediately. You trust me?”

“Fully, Joel.”

He looked down at your pussy, its folds still spread with his thumbs. He pushed his tongue inside and fucked you with it, one thumb now rubbing lightly over your clit. You spread your thighs as far as you could, your hands resting on his head. The tip of his tongue trailed down to your ass, pressing against that tight ring. He softened it, going up to your pussy a few times while his thumb continued to caress your clit.

“Fuck, sweetheart, I love it so much. So much.”

He pressed his tongue against your ass again, which was beginning to open. The tip entered it and you loved that feeling. You trusted Joel, and your body was much more relaxed with him than with the other men you had known. You knew he wouldn't force it, that he was attentive to you, and your mind allowed your body to relax.

“You like that, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, Joel, I love it.”

He licked from your ass to your clit, and pushed two fingers into your pussy again.

“You’re gonna cum for me, sweetheart? You’re gonna let this little pussy scream for me?”

“Y… Yes. Come suck my clit, please. Make me cum.”

He placed his tongue on your clit, and pushed the third finger into your pussy. As he swirled your clit under his tongue, he pulled the ring finger out and slid it to your tight hole, pressing on it lightly. His finger went in easily, and the sensations felt in three places simultaneously made you cum on his tongue.

He accompanied you with his tongue and fingers until your moaning stopped, your fingers gradually releasing their pressure in his hair. He knelt down for a few moments and said “you’re so beautiful all spread out like this…I’m gonna fuck you now.”

He moved up to your face and kissed you. You loved feeling your taste on his tongue. He pushed his fingers into your mouth, then put his hand on your pussy, and fingered you again.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet for me. You want my cock, baby?”

You didn't answer him right away, you felt a little weird. As if slightly feverish.

“Baby?”

“Yes, sorry… I felt a little strange but it’s alright now…”

“Did you have such a good orgasm, sweetheart?” he asked you, laughing.

You smiled, before responding “yeah… fuck me Joel, please.”

He took his cock in his hand, pressed it against your entrance and thrusted in with one slow movement.

“Oh god, Joel… it’s so good.”

“Yeah…This tight pussy couldn’t wait anymore to get fucked, didn’t she?”

“Mmmm yeah…” you replied, and he pulled his pelvis back before thrusting in again, still slowly. Your pussy was gradually getting used to his size, and you put your legs around his waist so he could thrust deeper.

“You feel so good, sweetheart”, he said, setting a faster pace, and your fingers dug into his shoulders every time he bottomed out.

He stopped after a few minutes, and said “on all fours, baby.” You turned around and the feeling came over you again.

“I feel a little weird again…”

“It must be the champagne. It’ll be fine, don’t worry.”

He grabbed your hip with one hand, his cock with the other, and thrusted into you. Something was wrong. You saw everything through a layer of fog, but the pleasure you felt taking his cock was too great to stop. 

“That’s so good, baby. You take my cock so well.”

You moaned, and he said “I’m gonna play with your ass a little bit. OK, baby? You know how you cum harder, when my thumb is buried in your ass.”

"Yeah….I do."

He dropped his saliva on your ass, and his thumb came to rest, before quickly digging in. He held it down, as he now fucked you harder. You were having trouble thinking. You felt that you were experiencing pleasure, but the realization of no longer managing the sensation made you uncomfortable.

“Joel? I really don’t feel good.”

“It’s ok baby… Just a little bit more, okay?”

“Okay…” you replied, but without really being aware of what you were saying. You struggled to stay on your hands, and you bent your elbows to rest on your forearms.

“Yeah? Wanna feel me deeper? Such a good slut for me.”

He groaned, thrusting deep into you, his thumb still in your ass, feeling that you were more and more absent from what was happening.

“Wait for me, sweetheart, I’ll be right back.”

He got up from the bed and you could barely make out what was happening.

“Joel…”

“I’m here, baby.”

He came back to kneel behind you and you vaguely heard the sound of a bottle opening. You felt like sometimes you were falling asleep, unable to stop your eyes from closing.

“Joel?”

“I’m right here, sweetheart.”

You felt his fingers on you, behind, but with such a vague impression that you couldn't formalize what he was doing. His cock pressed against you again but the feeling was different. And he pushed.

“Joel, what…what are you doing?”

“What do you mean? I’m fucking your pussy baby… fuck… I’m just… Oh shit… that’s good.”

“No, Joel, stop it please. I feel really weird.”

“Shhh. It’s ok. Keep takin’ my cock like that… Fuck.”

“No, Joel… Pur… purple!”

You heard him growl, and he didn’t stop. Why didn’t he stop?

You felt him pushed all the way in. But it wasn’t in your pussy, despite what he told you. The feeling was too different. You tried to concentrate, to understand what was happening. He pulled back, then sank in harder, and pain shot through your body. His movements sped up and he said “fuck yeah! Just a little harder. Fuck, that’s good.”

“Stop… stop please, you’re hurting me…” you said in such a low voice as your mind and body were drained of all energy, unable to rebel or defend yourself mentally or physically.

“I know. Shut up now. Let me fuck that ass.”

You could no longer stand on your limbs and you fell flat on the bed. He lay on top of you and continued to pound you. His mouth against your ear, he whispered “I’ve been waiting for so long to fuck this ass. Shit… way too long, you have no idea.”

He kept thrusting while you moaned.

“Now you’re takin’ it like a good girl. Like a fuckin’ whore. Oh fuck, that’s good, that hole is so tight. You squeeze my cock so well. Your pussy’s good but fuck… this ass?”

He growled, and your mind drifted further and further away.

"You like that? I bet you do. You can finally get your little slut’s ass fucked.”

He groweld and added “fuck I’m gonna cum. I'm gonna shoot my cum in your tight ass, fuck!”

He came inside you, as you moaned under his movements. He pulled out, and spread your ass cheeks to look at your open ass dripping with his cum. He grabbed you to flip you onto your back and spread your legs, coming to lick your pussy.

“ ’m gonna make you come again.”

He ran his tongue from your pussy to your ass, licking up his spend.

“Can’t leave you with this cum leaking out of your ass, can I?”

You moaned, your body responding to his tongue. You no longer had any awareness of what was happening, you felt no pain. Just the pleasure building. And you kept moaning, feeling uncomfortable but not knowing why.

“Just let it happen, baby. Cum for me.”

You came, while he told you that you were a good little slut, always cumming for him when he wanted you to, and now ready to get fucked in all your holes by his big cock.

In the morning, you woke up when Joel was still asleep, turned towards you. You had a terrible headache. You got up to go take some painkillers and came back to bed. Joel woke up when you lay down.

“Are you alright, sweetheart?”

“I have a headache, and just vague memories of last night, after the restaurant. It’s so strange."

"You don’t remember? I guess the champagne hit too hard. Don’t worry about it”, he replied.

“No, I really don’t. That’s so weird.”

“It’s ok, baby, you're probably just a little tired”, he added, kissing your forehead.

You held yourself against him, waiting for the headache to dissipate.

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[romana-after-dark]

Hi! I’m loving rooms on fire so far, and I noticed you had one more dark Triple Frontier story. do you happen to know any other dark Triple Frontier stories? I can’t seem to find many.

Hello!!!! Thanks for the love on Rooms on Fire!!! It's a fav series of mine!

And yes, I do have recs for dark TF boys!!!!

This Charming Man- Having lost so much, Frankie feels lost himself. Until he meets someone new, and he'll do anything to have her. dark!Frankie: This is by my friend @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin who writes a wiiiide veriety of Pedro

For a bit of something different, there The Worst by the amazing @toxicanonymity ! It's is Tom fic BUT HERE ME OUT bc t's so good! It's dark and perfect Just trust me.

Deep Seeded Issues by @djarinmuse: Summary: At an N.A (narcotics anonymous) meeting you recall a dark and embarrassing memory, not knowing the connection in the room.

My Blood Would Teach Me How to Love by @winniethewife : Santi finds you self harming, blood kink ensues.

Goodnight, Princess by @melodygatesauthor : Your dad's best friend accidentally discovers that you're a sex worker. He tries to let it go, but it eats away at him until things go way too far.

I'm trying to remeber a really good one with frankie, santi, taking reader in an ally and they only speak spanish to her????? Idk who wrote it now and I feel bad but I have horrible memory online. If its yours or you know whose it is, let me know!!!

[joydoesathing]

how was romana and louis after the whole incident with louis flashback causing him to give romana her scar?

(woah, i'm surprised you still remember that ask i answered XD)

as of present, the both of them (well, mostly romana) has placed the incident as water under the bridge now. romana is quite nonchalant about it now but now and then louis still feels a little guilty, but she assures him that she was never angry about it. she was a little terrified and shocked at first, but never angry.

she always had a feeling that there was something he was hiding since they started dating, but whatever it was, she has always prepared to accept it with open arms. she was, of course, initially shocked and a little terrified when he had that violent ptsd episode, but she prioritized in calming him down.

louis never opened up about his trauma up until after that incident, because he was terrified of what romana would think but much to his surprise, she was very understanding about his condition.

[the-whispers-of-death]

a conversation Romanas once had

Romanas: you can still feel it right? pain?

X: uhh yeah?

Romanas: that's good. you should hold onto it. the pain. there's hardly anything more dehumanising than not being able to feel one of the most basic of sensations....pray that you don't loose that ability. to loose pain is to loose fear and that is two human qualities taken from you.... hold onto your humanity. don't let anyone take it.

Romanas is so wise. What a wise man.

Granted, he's only saying this because he can no longer feel pain, but I digress.

[heimeldat]

I got the chance to talk with Jason Haigh-Ellery over the weekend, and on behalf of my Gallifrey-loving friends, I asked a couple questions about what's happening with upcoming releases. (Even though I haven't listened that far and have no idea what I was asking about lol.) Naturally I didn't get any straight answers, but make what you will of the responses.

First I asked about release schedule, and he said he couldn't say for sure because scheduling has been really difficult, especially with cast members overseas.

Then I asked about whether Romana might come back (I don't know where she's gone, so don't spoil it for me!), and his face went absolutely carefully blank. He said "Spoilers!" and hemmed and hawed for a minute about how we wouldn't really want to know, would we? I pushed a little on whether Lalla Ward is still working with Big Finish at all, and he allowed that she isn't not working with them: she hasn't said anything about not wanting to do any more audios. Which isn't exactly confirmation that she's doing more, but at least her return is still on the table.

Oh, and on another note, he more or less confirmed that Charley and Eight won't ever reunite later in their timelines. Which we pretty much knew already, but I was still holding out some hope. He temporized that "you never know what ideas we might use in the future" but aside from that caveat he gave a pretty solid no.

[within-stars]

Roman Paganism. Ingracio Romana. Rome put great importance on religious tolerance. But that is not what you would hear from, particularly Christian, scholars today.

Rome persecuted against Christianity. And Judaism. And Islam. Which happen to be the top 3 religions of today. Rome was tolerant of religions foreign to them. They were more than happy to accept new deities into their pantheon. As long as all religions congealed well together, and accepted the practices of the Roman pantheon.

Rome persecuted religions that sought to persecute other religions. The teachings of Juedo-Christianity called outright for the destruction of pagan temples. It called pagan practices sinful.

In a world of such restricted information as the era Rome existed in, documents such as the Bible/Torah could achieve what is essentially mind control.

Intolerance of intolerance is inherent to tolerance. If you allow authoritarian thought to prevail, it is destined to take over like a virus. It marches like a death cult. It venerates death, and encourages all out restriction until then

Chrisitanity is nothing short of authoritarian. It discourages the pursuit of knowledge. It discourages questioning. And I can tell you with more confidence than ever, that anyone trying to restrict your access to information is trying to manipulate and control you.

By the 1700s and the time of enlightenment, which was 700 years of the violent rule of Christianity, children’s crusades and all, was when the nature of Christianity began to be discovered.

The enlightenment codified a dichotomy between religion and intellectualism.

The effect of this dichotomy was an overwhelming pessimism in the state of humanity. Enlightenment philosophers pondered about the inherent selfishness of man.

I have been shown that this is not true.

This leads me to question what religion is. I have come to the answer, that it is sort of a personification of the views and values of a society, it is the ultimate culmination of the study of philosophy. What is the nature of humanity?

The nature of the intellectualism-religion dichotomy implies that intellectualism does not ask this question. It is where the idea of “facts over feelings” comes from. As if feelings themselves are not vital information to the human experience.

And emotion feels grand. Emotion drives people. Emotion is the reason we have values. Emotion is an incredibly important input to understand deeply. The enlightenment dichotomy acts as a cipher to encode emotional anti-intellectualism into the very concept of scholarship.

In reality, religion is a scale that can be fallen across. The relationship between humanity, the pursuit of knowledge, and religion is based on the people doing the practicing and writing of sacred texts. And Rome fell because hate was allowed to sow its seed and destroy the empire.

It is a stark truth that is impossible to say now.

Because religious radical-libertarianism is treated as virtuous. But that is far from true.

Holocaust denial is illegal in France for a reason. Hateful ideology will spread like a wildfire if it is given the air to breathe.