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[hederasgarden]

Sins of the Father - Part 2

Summary: When the Greens win the Dance of the Dragons, your father must answer for his support of Rhaenyra. (AU) Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Lady!Reader (house unspecified) W/C: 1.3K Rating: Mature, 18+ only. AU, forced/arranged marriage and reference to canon level violence. Future chapters will be explicit.  A/N: Thank you to @mythic-rose for beta’ing! The fantastically talented @writercole created the beautiful graphic! 

Please comment or reblog if you enjoyed this and want to see more. Or scream at me in my inbox. That always makes my day. 

Part 1 | House of the Dragon Masterlist

After your audience with the Alicent, you and your father are escorted to accommodations in Maegor's holdfast. Both rooms are opulent and luxurious, befitting of your station but you see them for what they truly are. A gilded cage that will be your home for the next two months until you’re wed to Prince Aemond. 

Once the guards leave, your father speaks, his hushed voice vibrating with anger. “I never should have brought you here. When they asked for me to bring my heir I did not ever consider…”

“You could not have known they wanted more than your coin,” you assure, reaching for him. “We knew there would be a cost to pay for supporting Rhaenyra. My brother paid with his life. Marriage pales in comparison. The rest of the family will be safe.”

“Aemond is a monster. At best a Kinslayer,” he hisses. You raise your hands to quiet him, aware of the two guards outside the door. 

“Father, please….”

He deflates at your words. “I wanted better for you. A gentle, honorable husband to protect and care for you as you deserve.”

He pulls you into his chest to press a kiss to your brow. A strong wave of emotion climbs up your throat  Even as your eyes sting, you force your tears not to fall. Grief has made your father wild and you worry what he might do if you showed him the depths of your fear.  All you can do is wrap your arms around his middle, taking comfort in his familiarity. Soon he will be gone and you will be alone in a den of dragons. 

“It is done,” you say finally, covertly swiping at the dampness on your lashes when you pull away. You clear your throat and steady your voice. “I will write a letter to mother and my sisters for you to bring home. Yo wi’ll need a list of my personal effects to bring back too.”

“Even now, you are thinking ahead,” he says, cupping your face. He carries so much love in his expression it hurts. “Any future correspondence will be monitored.” 

“It will. I think we should prepare for the chance…” you begin, only to trail off when you hear the doors open.

Otto Hightower sweeps, the golden highlights woven into his green robes catching in the candlelight. Behind him trails Prince Aemond like a dark shadow. He stops at the threshold of your room, hands clasped behind his back. 

“Pardon our interruption,” the Hand begins with that same false smile Alicent wore earlier. “Prince Aemond has kindly offered to show you the Red Keep while I speak with your father.“

“That is kind of him,” you acknowledge. 

“If there are important matters to discuss, my daughter should be present,” your father says.

“Oh, it is only the matter of the dowry and a few other issues she need not concern herself with,” he tells your father with a dismissive wave.

“I am my father’s heir.” Otto shifts his attention to you with a raised brow and you know then that you’ve spoken too harshly. “It is only that I wish to ensure everything with the betrothal goes smoothly,” you add hurriedly with a demure smile. 

“Such dedication,” the Hand praises. “Dutiful daughters make for obedient wives,” he notes, looking meaningfully at you.  

There is no mistaking the subtle message underneath the compliment he gives you. A reminder of your place.

“You are kind to say, Lord Hand.” 

You drop your gaze and wait until your father touches your shoulder. When you look up through your lashes, you’re surprised to see Aemond mere inches from you. 

He offers you his hand, palm rough against your soft skin. As you walk, Aemond guides your hand to rest on his bicep and pulls you closer to his body. You glance back behind, relieved to see an older Septa fall in step behind you at a respectable distance. Aemond follows your gaze with a smirk that you suspect might be part of his natural expression. 

"Tell me," he begins as you walk together, "do you agree with my grandsire's assessment that a wife should be dutiful and obedient?" 

The directness of his question surprises you. 

“The seven teach us there are many virtues a good wife should possess,” you respond carefully, glancing up at him to gauge his reaction to your words. You’re unsurprised to find him watching you closely. It’s unnerving to be the sole focus of his sharp attention. “I think the more important question is what virtues do you desire in a wife, Prince Aemond?”

“Obedience is a desired attribute in hounds, not a wife," he reveals. "I am more interested in loyalty.”

Fear coils in your belly in response to his words, a cold knot that tightens with every step you take beside him. Loyalty was a demand that cut deeper than obedience, especially with your own family’s fidelity in question. 

“It is an admirable trait,” you agree, choosing your words with care. Your father’s gold could only ease so much doubt. They would always remember that your family chose Rhaenyra over them. No pretty words you might spin for Aemond would change that. 

“I have heard dragons are loyal creatures,” you add, hoping to direct his attention to a less volatile topic. “They say you ride the largest one that ever lived.”

“Her name is Vhagar.” 

“A dragon worthy of a prince,” you reply. That comment earns you a quick look you can’t quite decipher. Then Aemond hmms, returning his attention ahead. “Where are we headed?”

“The gardens. My sister is fond of them. Or perhaps we can see the new tapestries my mother had made in Essos.”

“Oh,” you reply, quick to hide your disappointment. You suspected most women would have found a stroll through the beautiful flowers with a Prince romantic, but there were other parts of the keep you were keen to explore.“I have heard the gardens of the keep are unmatched, even compared to the Reach.”

A hint of your true feeling must show because Aemond looks curiously at you. “You wish to see something else?"

“No, my prince,” you murmur, gaze downcast. “The gardens sound lovely.” 

Aemond stops abruptly, stepping in front of you.

“Do not lie,” he hisses, grasping your chin and forcing you to meet his gaze. His long fingers span the length of your jaw and an anxious sort of energy skitters down your spine at the look on his face. “You may spin pretty words to tell others what they want to hear, but never me.” 

You search frantically for the right words to appease him or redirect his attention. In your experience, men wanted you to be agreeable, deferring to their desires and whims. “Forgive me your grace,” you stutter. “I promise to be forthright in the future when asked for my opinion.”

He watches for one long, agonizing moment, his one-eyed gaze searching for something beneath the surface. It isn’t until the Septa behind you coughs politely that Aemond’s attention leaves you. The look he offers her is less-than-kind.

“Now,” he says softly, his focus once more on you, “what do you wish to see?”

There is nothing to give him but the truth. “The library.”

If Aemond is curious about your choice he does not show it. He offers you a curt, “very well,” and guides you back to his side with a hand on your wrist.

You continue on in silence as the stone walls adorned with tapestries and flickering torchlight give way to a large, open courtyard. It’s busier in this part of the keep, servants and nobles alike stopping as you pass to bow or curtsy. Aemond pays them little mind, but you can’t look away, all too aware that they will bow to you as well once you become a princess of the realm. 

The weight of that expectation settles on your shoulders like a heavy yoke and with each step forward you find yourself more and more uncertain of how the future will look beside Aemond. 

♡

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[phillydilly]

been loving the way u write. i have been having thoughs and i needed to share. what if hannah schmidt and gianpiero (gp) were one person and was dating max. like y/n became max's engineer/stratgeist in 2021 and got him and red bull the 2021-2023 championships. they're like the ultimate rb racing and f1 couple.

other wags supporting their boys while y/n gets her boy wins. i just imagine them going on the podium together and max constantly saying 'our wins' and 'our accomplishments' like partners on and off track. plus the radio bickering- literally old married couple / mom and dad are fighting but momma knows best

Driven by Love

⊹♡— In which Max falls in love with his new radio engineer and strategist

Max Verstappen x fem!reader

Authors note: This idea was genius! I am so sorry this took so long to write, this request has been sitting in my inbox for a while. I’ve been really busy recently and so I worked on this story slower than usual. Nevertheless I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it!

The Formula 1 paddock buzzed with anticipation as Max Verstappen welcomed a new radio engineer, Y/n, after GP's retirement. The Red Bull Racing team had kept Y/n's arrival a well-guarded secret, adding an air of mystery. Y/n, known for her brilliance and strategic prowess, was about to meet Max for the first time, a moment highly anticipated by the entire team.

Upon entering the garage, Max was a mix of curiosity and nervousness, having heard of Y/n's accomplishments. However, nothing had prepared him for her captivating presence. When Max finally met Y/n, her charm momentarily overshadowed his shyness.

Y/n, with a welcoming smile, extended her hand. "Max Verstappen, I presume?"

Max, his nervousness evident in his voice, responded, "Yes, that's me. You're Y/n, right?"

She nodded, her eyes gleaming with intelligence. "Indeed. I've extensively studied your driving data, and I'm thrilled to work with you."

Max, though slightly flustered, managed to speak. "That's great. I've heard incredible things about your strategies."

Y/n chuckled softly, finding Max's shyness endearing. "Let's see if we can continue the winning streak."

The team members around them exchanged knowing glances, aware of the unspoken tension. Max cleared his throat, striving to regain professionalism. "Yes, let's do that."

As they discussed the race strategy, Max found himself drawn to Y/n's intelligence and expertise. Y/n, on the other hand, was amused by Max's shyness, although they both understood the need for a strictly professional relationship.

As the meeting concluded, Y/n extended her hand again. "Looking forward to a successful partnership, Max."

Max shook her hand, feeling a mix of excitement. "Likewise, Y/n. Let's win some races."

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As the racing season continued, Max and Y/n had been secretly dating for months, a relationship they cherished but kept hidden due to Y/n's fear of losing her job. Max knew he raced better with her by his side. Their bond was undeniable and reflected in their interactions during races.

During a race, Max received advice from Y/n about tire temperatures, and their playful bickering over the radio was evident, creating a unique dynamic.

Their hidden love story remained concealed, but their on-track partnership was undeniable. It was a bond they cherished, even if they couldn't openly acknowledge it.

As the racing season continued, Max and Y/n had been secretly dating for months, a relationship they cherished but kept hidden due to Y/n's fear of losing her job. Max knew he raced better with her by his side. Their bond was undeniable and reflected in their interactions during races.

Their hidden love story remained concealed, but their on-track partnership was undeniable. It was a bond they cherished, even if they couldn't openly acknowledge it.

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At the team's headquarters, the atmosphere was buzzing with anticipation. Max and Y/n had gathered their colleagues in the briefing room, where they usually discussed race strategies and reviewed data. The room fell silent as Max and Y/n stepped to the front of the room, holding hands.

Their colleagues exchanged knowing glances, smirking and exchanging nods as they anticipated what Max and Y/n were about to share. It was clear that their secret was no longer a secret.

Max cleared his throat and began, "Hey, everyone, we've got something important to share today."

Y/n smiled nervously and added, "Yeah, it's been a secret for a while, but we think it's time you all know."

The room was filled with grins and a few chuckles. Sarah, a fellow team member, couldn't help but tease, "Are you two getting married? Is this an engagement announcement?"

Max and Y/n shared an amused glance. Max replied, "Not quite, Sarah, but it's about our relationship."

Y/n continued, "We've been dating for a while now, and I'm sure most of you have figured it out by now. We're not as subtle as we thought."

Christian laughed and said, "Well, it's about time you made it official. We've known for a while, and honestly, it was about time you came clean."

Their colleagues chimed in with good-natured comments, expressing their support and happiness for the couple. It was a moment of relief for Max and Y/n, knowing that their colleagues had not only known about their relationship but had embraced it all along.

The room erupted into applause and congratulations as their colleagues celebrated the couple's decision to be open about their relationship. Max and Y/n exchanged relieved smiles, feeling that they had finally acknowledged what everyone had known for some time.

Max stated, "Thank you, everyone, for understanding. We're excited to share this part of our lives with all of you."

Y/n added, "We're still committed to giving our best on and off the track. And together, we're even stronger."

Their colleagues applauded once more, and it was clear that Max and Y/n's relationship had only strengthened their connection with the team, making it an even tighter-knit racing family.

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The final race of the season had arrived, and the world watched in anticipation as Max Verstappen found himself tied on points for the championship with Lewis Hamilton. It was a nail-biting showdown, and the pressure was immense.

In the early morning before the race, Max and Y/n found a quiet moment alone in the garage. Y/n looked into Max's eyes and smiled. "You've got this, Max. I believe in you."

Max, taking Y/n's hand, replied, "I couldn't have done any of this without you. You make me a better driver and a better person."

Their moment was interrupted by the team's race engineer, who reminded them it was almost time to head to the grid. Max and Y/n shared a quick, reassuring kiss before going their separate ways.

As the race began, the tension was palpable. Max and Lewis traded positions, battling for every inch of the track. Y/n was on the radio, providing crucial information and guidance to Max. During a pit stop, she couldn't help but playfully tease him, saying, "Max, you're not making this easy on me, are you?"

Max chuckled through the radio, "Well, you do love a challenge, don't you?"

Their playful banter provided a brief moment of relief amidst the intense competition. But as the laps ticked by, Max knew he had to give it his all.

In the final laps, Max and Lewis were neck and neck, the championship hanging in the balance. It was a thrilling battle, and the world watched in suspense. Y/n's voice was a steady presence in Max's earpiece, providing him with valuable information.

Then, with a daring overtaking maneuver, Max surged ahead and crossed the finish line as the race winner. The crowd erupted, and Y/n's voice crackled over the radio, "MAX, YOU ARE THE WORLD CHAMPION!"

Max, with joy in his voice, corrected her, "WE ARE WORLD CHAMPIONS!"

The cheers of the entire team resonated over the radio as Max celebrated his championship victory. The world now knew about their relationship, and they couldn't have been happier. Max and Y/n had not only won the championship, but they had also won the hearts of racing fans worldwide, proving that love and success could go hand in hand on the track.

[tellodona]

i saw anon ask this in my inbox, but i accidentally deleted it 😭 i hope anon would see this !

the brothers seeing mc use sfx makeup

heads up: gn!mc, swearing in lucifer's

lucifer

he hasn't seen you all day, so he assumes you haven't left your room

hm. he has spare time. what's wrong with checking in on you?

he knocks on your door, and patiently waits for you to open it

when you do, what greets him is the sight of you with blood everywhere on your face

your makeup had your left eye blackened out (you just closed it) with fake blood dripping right out of it. and you even took the liberty of making yourself paler than usual

mc. what. the. fuck.

right of the bat, he could smell toxins on your face, and deduced it was makeup

but that still doesn't stop him from freezing over

"lucifer... are you okay?"

"*clears his throat* yes, i am, mc. are you perhaps trying... very detailed makeup?"

he has mixed feelings about it

one, wow, you're talented, good job, you almost scared him, mc

second, the blood reminded him too much of something and someone

"mc... please give me a heads up when you try this... sfx makeup, if you would"

that would depend

mammon

he had a big win in one of the casinos he frequents, so of course you had to know too!

he stomps towards your door and barges into your roon without much of a warning

you flinched and accidentally got lipstick on your teeth, so look turned and glared at him

he SCREAMS

"MC WHAT THE HELL??????????"

you had makeup to look like your face was burnt, and it looked too realistic for his liking. with your glare, it made you look more terrifying

he was shaking in his place because he got so scared-

ehem! the GREAT mammon doesn't get scared, okay?!

still though, you sigh and you should gently apologize to him

"mc, you scared the bejeebers outta me! i- i mean... i was surprised! just surprised! this're the things you gotta tell me, alright?!"

from then on he learnt how to knock. but it's more like slamming on your door impatiently

leviathan

because of the extent of his knowledge in cosplaying, you wanted his opinion on something about your makeup. like the color of your eye contacts maybe

you knock on his door, and when he doesn't answer, you hear faint sounds of a game going off inside, so you took the liberty of going inside

there he was, busy in front of his computer on a game that probably just came out an hour ago

you waited for him to finish, so when he did, you called out his name

he flinched, sighing, "mc, you have to stop scaring-"

he turns around and pales

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

he threw his controller at you, which hit you square in the face

we are NOT forgetting about the fact that he's a literal grand admiral

of course you're falling down on your bum

"m- m- m- mc, i'm so sorry!!!!!!"

literally on his knees begging for forgiveness

after a while, the both of you calm down

he finally takes into detail with your sfx makeup, which looks like you were drowned in the sea and you had tears coming out of your eyes

"maybe gray would look great... or blue?"

he'd help with whatever you need, just don't scare him like that again, normie!

satan

he'd recently borrow a book from the human world from you, finished it in one sitting, and wanted to return it to you

he knocks on your door, and when you told him to come in, he did

you were in front of your mirror, but he wasn't in the angle to see your reflection

"mc, i wanted to return your book- oh."

you returned around, looking at him curiously

your makeup made an illusion where your face seemingly split apart in the middle, one side was crying, and one side was angry

it hit home for him, despite the absolute gore of a thing you have on your face right now

he just wore a frown on his face, making you have a feeling of worry, "satan... are you okay?"

he gets out of his head and nods

"i just wanted to return your book. sorry if i'm intruding on something."

you assure him it's fine, and he debates whether to stay or not

he does, he sits on your bed behind you

"what's your inspiration for that, mc?"

asmodeus

you were asking for some makeup suggestions these past few days which was he excited to share with you

"are you going somewhere, mc? oh, oh! can i come? i can, right?!"

you laugh and tell him it depends

it's been two days since you last asked for makeup suggestions, so he assumed you already have them

he skips towards your room with a happy hum, knocking on your door, "mc~ i'm coming in!"

he walks in, smiling brightly

you were just finishing up, and you turned around

he almost hurls

"o- oh... that's what you've been up to, huh?"

you had some sort of crown on top of your head, but it was broken in half. your face had distorted make up on it, scratch marks all over, broken jewels decorated around your face, and some sort of gunshot wound on your forehead

he walks closer to you, his smile coming back, "can i make some suggestions?"

he immediately got hooked

be ready for an impromptu photoshoot

beelzebub

he'd recently receive a coupon for one of the restaurants he always go to that everything will be 25% if you bring someone with you

he immediately thought about you

he happily walks to your room, a smile on his face thinking about how much food he'll be eating and that you would be there with him

he knocks like once, before he just opens your door

"mc, i got a coupon after winning- what are you doing?"

he tilts his head when you look like you were poking at something on your face with a brush

you turn around to find him standing there with said coupon in hand, "what is it, beel?" you ask

but he just freezes

you had yourself look like you were crying, burn marks all over your face, and you wore an eye contact on your right eye to make it look like it went blind

"beel?" you try calling out again

he shakes his head when he stops thinking and the smell of the makeup's toxins flaring in his nose

"oh... uhm. you look great, mc. i didn't know you could do that."

you thank him, and he went on with the tangent about the coupon

he's desperate in subtly ignoring the makeup

belphegor

it's rare, but somehow he got a nightmare

he forgot about it as soon as he woke up, but he was still feeling a little restless

he walks out of his and beel's room and walked downstairs

he finds your light still open, so he immediately decided to make it your problem

he just opens your door without any prior warning and sees you standing by your bed

he raises an eyebrow and calls your name

you turn around and he was dumbfounded

you black and white feathers scattered around your hair, your eyes were depicted to be swollen from crying, your nose is bleeding, a slice on your cheek, and half of your face was burnt

and it felt like his nightmare all over again

"mc...?"

he was frozen over and you had to frantically assure him it was makeup

it took him a while to respond to you, and just nodded

he slept in your bed with you that night

i had some inspirations from the internet, but most of them are little close to home heh

see what i did there?

[sai-lec]

People are platforming sainz way too much when he’s the worse driver in ferrari just because he had his appendix removed like that makes him the most amazing driver ever he really shouldn’t have gotten driver of the day nevermind a win when Charles did so much more and gave him the position

the way im just trying to enjoy my enchiladas oh my god anyway i wasn’t gonna answer just straight up carlos hate asks bc it’s pointless yet here i am

i just find it really interesting that people act like liking carlos = hating charles and vice versa bc that’s the common thread ive been seeing across what people have been saying in my inbox and also in reblogs etc etc . it’s always utilising charles to degrade carlos and specifically his driving performances which in all honesty is very disrespectful to the team as a whole

but the reason that carlos has been getting so much media attention is because there are huge circumstances around him this season . he entered the season not having a seat for next year; people were curious- how would he react? how was he going to prove himself as deserving of a competitive seat for 2025? was the decision going to impact his relationship with the team etc etc etc . there was a lot of questions around him going into the season . especially after the shitshow of the last few races of the 2023 season between his vegas penalty and the god awful tyre strategy they had him on that ruined his race in abu dhabi.

bahrain peaked people’s interest in him- between the ‘im faster’ and team fighting on track (might i add is what you all wanted to see charles do in australia because the team orders were holding him back but got really pissed off that carlos had the gall to fight in bahrain when charles’ pace was thrown off by his breaking issues) . seeing carlos come into the season with so much uncertainty surrounding him and his performance and seeping him qualify second row abd taking a podium on the first race of the season generated more excitement. he was showing the beginnings of a promising final season with ferrari which is a pretty big deal . so of course there is going to be a huge media buzz around him . everyone expects the red bulls to do well it’s not breaking news when max verstappen wins but a driver with nothing to lose driving like he has nothing to lose is an interesting story . it’s journalism girl.

regarding the appendix, again this just adds to the excitement about him . it’s all narrative . like obviously people were shocked when he was diagnosed with appendicitis and it invited jokes about alex albon and his appendicitis which spurred on the media attention . and showing up to watch the race 24 hrs after his surgery of course nobody expected that because he was literally there against doctors orders- which yet again is going to garner a lot of buzz that he is dedicated enough to the team to show up so quickly after surgery .

when it comes to him racing post appendectomy again it’s so obvious that this is something that the media will want to pick up ‘f1 driver takes first non-redbull win in 10 races 2 weeks after surgery’ is a great base headline . that’s journalism baby . but it got people talking because in all honesty he really shouldn’t have been in that car it’s clear that he’s still pretty in pain and people were curious - how will he perform? will he even make it through practise? is he recovered enough to drive? will he have to stop mid race? have they made accommodations to his car to take pressure off his wounds? like you have to remember the toll these cars have on the body of the driver especially across the core. it’s incredibly impressive for someone to get in the car in the process of recovering front any surgery. and for carlos to be still in the late stage of recovery and to pull such impressive results in qualifying and the race is impressive . objectively he had physical hinderance and raced extremely well in spite of it . people are going to talk about it because it is pretty impressive.

as for carlos winning driver of the day again people are just excited . voted him driver of the day in bahrain for his sheer fucking audacity and pulling the first podium of the season which got peoples hopes up for ferraris performance for the rest of the season . he got driver of the day in bahrain because people were extremely impressed with how he raced given his physical circumstances . yes i think charles was also a contender for driver of the day because he also had a great race with the ferrari 1-2 and his defending against the mclarens but driver of the day is a fan vote and people will be voting for what generated the most excitement for them thing the race .

i also wouldn’t say charles GAVE him the position- he already had it . what you’re looking o say is that you’re disappointed charles didn’t have the opportunity to fight for the win. which yeah i get it i would also like to see a charles win this season and some more fighting on the track . but what we need to understand is that this point in time where charles was a few seconds behind carlos the priority was to defend against lando who was showing really good pace at which point charles has to decide if it’s worth trying to close the gap of around 5 seconds or defend against lando who was 2-3 seconds behind him . and obviously at the end he couldn’t increase his speed under the vsc . it’s just racing circumstances .

anyway my point is . is it really that deep in the end . yes carlos is getting a lot of attention right now but it’s just because there’s literally so much going on around him between his career uncertainty illness surgery and stellar performance in the early season . there is no plot against charles or whatever u think is happening and i’m willing to place my life savings that if another driver went under for surgery and pulled those results there wouldn’t be half the backlash as we r seeing . this is just how media works . people are interested in him right now . it’ll pass . we are only 3 races into the season . chill .

[herehavesomeheadcanons]

Hihi! I saw you were taking requests and so I was wondering if I could have Poe or Sigma fluff (and maybe angst if you're up for it, you don't have to!) hcs? Like where you are sick or smth and they take care of you? And possibly how they make you feel better? Can I also be 🍥 anon if you're okay with it?

Whew, back to writing requests. Sorry for the long wait, but my brain shut down after I finally finished that Christmas event. I'll try to get on with the requests still waiting in my inbox!

Anyway, fluff is absolutely my specialty, and these two dorks are the perfect characters to take care of a sick s/o! I had the idea floating around in my brain, so I added an accidental confession for Poe as well <3

Edgar Allen Poe and Sigma taking care of a sick reader~

As usual, snatched the images off Pinterest

Poe

🤎🦝 Poor Poe freaked out when he heard you were sick. He immediately rushed over to your house and insisted on taking care of you! It doesn't matter how many times you try to push him away and tell him he'll get sick too, he's determined to take care of you!

🤎🦝 The reason for this is that Ranpo gave him the idea. Poe wanted to know how he could win your affections, and Ranpo suggested that he should go and see if you needed care, since you called in sick that morning.

🤎🦝 So now you're being forced to lay on the couch while Poe spoon-feeds you soup that he made himself. I don't see why you would complain, except if you're one of those Akutagawa kinnies that won't admit you're sick until you're dead.

🤎🦝 Poe insists on doing everything for you. To be fair, he is a pretty big help, considering it feels like someone fucked with the Earth's gravity settings and turned them all the way up. Oh, and you're delirious with fever, so no amount of willpower is going to make you able to do chores.

🤎🦝 As you feared, Poe gets sick too. Somehow, he still managed to drag himself to your place, so now you're both lying inert on different couches with a bad flu. You have some absolutely hilarious conversations while you're both completely out of it with fever hallucinations. Unfortunately, you probably won't remember them.

🤎🦝 After a few days of this bullshit, you're starting to feel better. Poe isn't, but your head is starting to clear. One night, you wake up to him rambling on and on about something to Karl. As you listen, you realize he's talking about you.

🤎🦝 "Oh Karl... What am I to do?" *Karl noises* "Yes I suppose you're right... You're so wise, Karl!" *More Karl noises*

🤎🦝 If he didn't talk to Karl like this all the time, you'd probably suspect that the fever had addled his brain to the point of no return. You decide to speak up and see what this nonsense is all about.

🤎🦝 "Hey, Poe, what are you going on about?" "Y/N! You're awake?" "Obviously. Now what are you asking Karl about?" "Oh, I was just trying to figure out what to do about my feelings for you." "...your what?"

🤎🦝 It takes a moment for Poe to realize what he just said. Once he does, he hides under the the blanket for ages. He refuses to come back out and speak to you for the rest of the day. He won't even eat! He's going to need lots of reassurance after such an embarrassing mishap!

Sigma

🤍🎰 Sigma doesn't really have a lot of time on his hands, being the manager of the casino and all. So, when he hears that you're sick, he has an existential crisis. Should he take care of you? Stay? What if he gets sick too? Can the casino run smoothly without him?

🤍🎰 Seeing how worried he is, some of the people working directly under him (I couldn't think of a good word, ok? Leave me alone-) convince him to go look after you. They can handle running the casino in his absence.

🤍🎰 Let's get one thing straight: Sigma is a fabulous caretaker. He just has the instinct for it, I guess. You'll be perfectly fine under his care. He gets you any medicine you need, cooks for you, does chores, and anything else you need. He has absurd multitasking skills, and will keep everything neat and orderly to ensure your speedy recovery.

🤍🎰 He is an absolute sucker for you, so you could probably get away with a lot while sick. You want him to read to you? On it. You want him to sing you to sleep? He'll try his best. He won't do anything that could get him sick, though, so no physical contact. Sorry, but he can't afford to get sick too.

🤍🎰 He is rigorous about keeping your stress to a minimum. He sets limits on who can visit you, how often they can visit, and for how long. He's like your nurse or something. You know Madam Pomfrey from the Harry Potter series? Yeah he's like that.

[vibingandsimping]

first and foremost thank you for taking this up ❤️ im demi straight 😚

i am 5'3 and a kiwi 🇳🇿 i have a slim build, bleached blonde hair down near my collarbone, blue eyes and dress super light academia!! i am an intp too!

i am a super big fan of ancient greece and the roman empire, and i am a very studious girl!! i am learning ancient greek actually, and i read a lot of books on homer sophocles socrates etc . i LOVE all things ancient. i am actually pretty dorky haha, and i tend to ramble about silly things im interested in and id def win a general knowlesge game show. 🥸 but initially upon meeting me there is a wall where i sort of have to mask a lot of my eccentric behaviour . i am also suppperr fidgety and love to bite & chew on things. around my neck is my car keys and my gym membership key card, and there is.... 2 many bite marks on that mf card. 💀 anywho i am often dazing off and stuck in my own head!

i guess finally i am super used to helping people without reciprocation, and feeling useful is super important for me !! and i hate asking people for things. it is very unusual feeling when people compliment/appreciate/help me and it comes with guilt(??) i am pretty oblivious so thats cool (flaws amiright). i am super dedicated and loyal for people i love and love having sole attention and praise 🤲 i can get skeptical of ppl easily though and i overthink!

THANK YOUUUU hopefully not too long i woke up to my air conditioning dripping on me .... it's 3am

(Commissions aren’t officially open yet but this was commissioned! Matchups are closed and I am answering those already in my inbox!)

This one feels obvious but you and Gale would get along!

You both share the qualities of being studious, bit of nerds/dorks and generally seem quite alike to me. Obviously not the exact same but my initial thought was Gale. He’d fall in love with listening to you talk about your interests (and hopefully you’d reciprocate the same for him.) To have someone as interested in the finer arts and general knowledge as him is such a thrill. Not everyone has such intellectual curiosity! He personally hasn’t much need for favors, besides early on when he needs assistance with the weave, but he appreciates it nonetheless. He’d prefer quality time and words of affirmation than anything. He has the patience to sit and get to know you beyond what you mask as. Gale would definitely find you interesting no matter the type of person you were. He just wants to get to know the real you.

The dust clouded your lungs as you wiped at a bookshelf in the dungeon. This place was long abandoned and was made clear from Shadowheart’s unease. Her complaining about being uncomfortable staying in this place for too long ringing in your ears nearly the entire time. Luckily, you found some time for yourself when this expansive library was uncovered. You were always seeking neat books and tomes to read, curse your curious nature, so the dust was a fair price to pay. Your finger scanned the wall before landing on one that caught your eye. Pulling it out carefully in fear of a trap. Once in your hands you scanned it over- audibly gasping in excitement. You felt as if you hit the jackpot. You tapped your feet a couple times and gnawed your lip as you opened the pages. You always had a fixation on ancient history of Faerûn. This, in particular, was about the Great Sphinx’s and their riddles. Telling the stories of ancient philosophers and the adventures they experienced. You read with rapt attention as your party conversed. The absence of yourself must’ve been noticed when Gale approached. A smile playing on his lips at how pleased you appeared. “I do hate interrupting the enjoyment of a well written book but everyone else seems to be getting antsy. I don’t think they can appreciate the finer details of historic libraries like we do.” The last sentence was spoken with a sarcastic humor that admittedly made you smile. Instead of responding to his comment, you closed the book and held it out to him. Gale leaning back a bit as you smiled sheepishly; realizing your enthusiasm got the better of you. “You must know this book, yes?” Gale clears his throat before nodding. You continue without skipping a beat. “This is a relic! My favorite riddle from the Sphinx’s comes straight from this! A first-hand copy.” Gale laughs and gently takes the book into his hands. Flipping through the pages with utmost care. Meanwhile, you watch and gnaw your lip once more. “What creature walks on four legs in the morning, two in the evening and three at night?” You recite in expertise. The wizard perks back up and joins you in unison for the answer. “A humanoid crawls on four legs as an infant, walks on two legs as an adult and walks with a cane in elder age!” You could very well see some side-eyes from the other party members. Yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to care in the slightest. It wasn’t often since the tapdole you got to ever geek out on your interests. Nonetheless someone who shared them to some extent! Gale breaks the bated silence. “I do believe we should get going. Though, I wouldn’t be opposed to sharing a glass of wine and discussing the rest of this literature?” You only smile, nod, and follow as he leads the way back towards the entrance. Your poor lip was about chewed to bits, though.

As for an NSFW pairing… Halsin might be your pair!

He does believe you to be the most beautiful woman around. Even if you won’t share him in your heart explicitly- he will in your sheets (or wherever you’d like do to the do). Halsin can do just about anything you’d wish for. Beyond all that he is a very sweet, attentive and caring elf. He’ll make sure that every night you spend with him is just as satisfying as the last if not better. He has admired you for some time now.

Your lips clash in a shared desperation. The adventure long and the tension between you two palpable. As soon as you two settled into camp and night fell- he was on you like a beast. Hoisting you around his hips as his hands clasped your rear. Your arms slinked around his neck, the kiss feverish, as he guided you into your tent. Occasionally he’d growl into the kiss as he reeled himself inside. You both knew his nature of excitement. He carefully laid you out on the bedroll and broke the kiss to instead favor your neck. Your hair fell around you like a mock halo, golden and bright. Sucking and peppering the skin with his love. Blunt teeth grazing you each time he parted to move further down. All you could do is sit and whine pathetically as the sensations washed over. His fingers working quickly at your shirt and pants so he could admire you in your glory. You shimmied your hips to help assist him in ridding the clothing faster. Halsin straddled you a moment and watched you carefully. Pupils blown wide as his chest raised with each breath. “Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. You stun me every time I see your beauty.” He makes quick work of his own restrictions. As soon as he was fully nude you could clearly see his excitement. Cock standing at full attention at his stomach as he grabs your hips. There’s a fleeting moment of fear- thinking he’s going to enter you with little foreplay. Yet, that’s cut off when he only brings your core closer to his face. Inhaling deeply between your thighs before dipping into your sex. Tongue running over the folds to capture your essence and then lavishing your clit. Your shoulder-blade’s are pressed against the bedroll but it’s barely noticeable. Most of your weight was supported by the huge elf so all your attention could instead focus on the way he ate you like a man starved. The suckling and lapping was almost audible if not for the cries that escaped your chest. He relished in them and continued his efforts twofold to hear your beautiful sounds. Heels digging into his back as he edged you closer to the brink of ecstasy. Then, when you felt an orgasm creeping up on you, he slipped two fingers in. Lifting his head from your sex momentarily to speak with such a gruff you shuddered. “I intend on making you fall apart several times tonight. Once I am satisfied I will fuck you full. Breed you so prettily so that everyone will know. As if they can’t hear your delicious voice already.”

[morvantmortuary]

above: stunt!Maxi and I vibing in an exhausted sort of way

things I’ve managed to pull off during this semester break:

finishing my diss chapter draft in the first few days, and finally getting cleared by my committee to start work on the next one

took part in a one-week podcast bootcamp aimed at grad students (I have a mic and editing software now and I am so tempted to start some new nonsense to help me procrastinate)

more job applications than I was able to submit all the rest of 2023

finished an application for extra year funding through my grad school that maybe, if by some miracle I win it, I can talk my folks into the possibility of me not having to grind the rest of my diss out before august commencement :’D

I didn’t get to write for fun as much as I hoped I would (and when I was, I was desperately trying to finish my next chapter over on my fanfic blog), but maybe that’s okay. I’m just saving my words back up, and I’ll get back to it when I can get a few of my academic obligations to stop breathing down my neck

but, speaking of obligations though -

✨ there’s a writing fellowship that I really want to apply for, with the application due at the end of the month, and I’m trying to decide on a writing sample. I was thinking of pulling a segment from the October Arc and tweaking it so it was in third person instead of second, with my manuscript narrator Blair taking the place of the reader.

my buddy @fairyysoup (ty bby ilysm 🖤) suggested the Masquerade chapter, which I thought was a really solid idea, and I wanted to maybe ask if anyone who’s read the October Arc (or any of my one shots) also had suggestions? I’m going for something that maybe isn’t smut (although it would be a very honest look at some of my work lmao ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) but if there was something that really stood out to someone, I’d really appreciate their thoughts as a reply here or in my inbox or a dm or anywhere, however one feels comfortable 🖤🖤🖤 you’d be doing me a huge favor, for real!! ✨

but now I have to quick pack my room back up to get ready to head back to louisiana tomorrow, to go back to work on-site on tuesday, because life comes at you fast lmao

here’s hoping everyone’s january is cooperating so far ♥️🌝

[lovelynim]

Thank you guys so f*cking much ❤️

Today we reached the 500 followers milestone and I, honestly, couldn't be happier. Day by day, I still question myself if people actually like my content or not, if I should keep going or not, but there is always that little note you guys left when you reblog my stuff that cheers me up and gives me the boost to keep going.

I don't mean to get emotional or anything, but I'm honestly surprised I made this far, specially when I'm surrounded by such amazing creators - which, thanks to this trashy blog, I could become friends with.

This is halfway through my life-time goal (which is 1k, heheh, maybe one day ~) and I really wanted to do something nice to play and celebrate with you guys, but the question is: what should I do?

I have asked a few people around what would be a good day and I'm not quite sure, so... could you guys help me out on this one? I plan to make this quick so we can jump into the celebrations, heheh

A little context in what each of this options mean:

3 sentences fic

I'm pretty sure everyone here is familiar with this concept already, since Ginny's game got pretty popular, buuut: basically, you guys send me a pairing + a spot and I write a 3 sentences fic based on it. If this options win, I plan to do, like, a LOT of them heheh

Speed writing drabbles

I already did this one once, but it's basically as the name goes: I'll have my inbox open for requests and try to write as many drabbles as I can. Might not take as many prompts as the option above, but they might be a little longer (and some might even turn into fics if the prompt really inspires me ~)

Public's choice

The same as my 400 milestone event: you send me a pairing and a starter prompt and I will write roughly half of it and open a poll at the end, with the second half being up to you guys decide ~

5 special fics

This probably won't be the final name, but bear it with me just while we decide, hehe. Heavily inspired on Mia's 2000 followers event, I'll prepare 5 themes (which I'll think of later if this option wins) and you guys can leave suggestions for one of them. Each theme will get its own fic later on, wrote with all the passion from the bottom of my heart ~ (why 5? because it's 500 followers, duh)

I hope it's all clear enough to understand, because it's almost 1 am here where I live and I have to wake up early tomorrow to work hahaha *gets shot*

Again, thank you guys so much for all the support (I'll go through all this rant again in the official post, but anyway) and please vote for you favorite options because I really wanna do something nice to you all ❤️

[rainbowcolored7]

I'ma say something about The Situation and it might be a bit harsh but hear me out:

Not everything have to be a fandom activity. Flat.

This is a case that involves actual criminal acts, that's not for fandom to engage with, parse, or involve itself with. This is something for everyone to sit back and not take part in like a spectator sport waiting to see who "wins". Because no one wins in a situation like this; not victims, not fans, not the cast, not the crew, no one. It's sad and it's tragic and it's completely beyond us as fans especially international fans who really are getting all our information second and third hand from non-journalistic sources. This is simply not a space for fandom. This isn't fiction, it's real life and there is no fandom for real life. There shouldn't be fandom for real life. We do not know these people, they are strangers to us. We have no place in their lives, especially during situation like this which are damaging and intimate and emotional.

So I'm not involving myself in this. I'm making not assumptions, I'm not forming opinions, I'm not taking sides, and I'm not engaging in any rhetoric especially the victim blaming kind. This is a situation that does not involve us as individuals, we need to remove ourselves from the equation we are not important here. What's important is for the authorities and legal teams involved to find the truth at the very least, and justice if there is to be any found.

This is beyond the show itself, which is a separate entity. If people can't make peace with the taint of this and that ruins their enjoyment, that's valid and I mourn that for them.

But ultimately, this isn't about us as fans. Fandom shouldn't be as involved as it is with any of this. This is not a space for fandom.

Hey nonnie, apologies for the delay in responding to this. I've been caught between debating whether or not I wanted to answer and publish this, and also trying to find enough spoons to give it a proper response (the depression has been hitting me like a semi-truck).

Putting the rest under a cut 'cause it's long. And before anyone reads this and feels the need to come into my asks or dms just know I will not be responding to any more in relation to, as nonnie put so well, The Situation.

Whatever the evidence, allegations and/or outcome, Build and Poi deserve their privacy. This is not a circus, show, reality tv. This is real, they are real people, and they are strangers and it is frankly none of our fucking business.

Anywho. First off, I want to actually thank you for coming into my inbox with this, because you're absolutely right. I was already debating stepping away from fandom for a bit when this arrived in my inbox, and it helped me to take a step back and use my brain for a moment. Because it is so easy to get wrapped up in the lives of the actors who helped give us such an amazing and unforgettable show. They helped give life to these characters, and I love them with my entire heart for that. The actors are not their characters, obviously, I am quite clear about that, but their faces, their voices, their love and support toward those characters are not nothing and are very intertwined in their real lives. This alone is why I believe so many people are having such a difficult time with The Situation, as you put it. That and the brain rot of what social media is nowadays, strangers believe they have a right to someone's private life, and if it's not openly shared then you must be a horrible person etc. etc.

I think, initially for myself and a lot of others, it was just the complete shock of the situation that had us all scrambling within the fandom. I've since taken a step back and decided to not engage in any speculation or Build related content because, as you said, these are real life people whose lives we do not know, and they deserve their privacy to be respected while things get worked through the legal system. Does that mean I'm not interested in what the final outcome will be? No. I would like to know, just so I can be certain I'm not supporting an abusive person (and hopefully nobody will twist my words here to mean I am supporting either of them now because I am not because we do not have all the information and what we do have can easily be misunderstood due to translations etc.) But I'm not going to be holding my breath or waiting around or deep diving.

This fandom, these actors, the show, the community, all of it has brought me so much joy and I want it to continue doing so. I'm fully aware therapy is the ideal option, but having KP and all that comes with it helped keep me from completely losing myself after my father past away. It's been my joy, my escape, my love and my peace. KP renewed my creativity and got me writing and drawing (and posting them, not keeping them hidden away) after TEN fucking years! So, yes, I spun a little like a crazy person when everything first started, and I am still trying to find a better balance, and trying not to look at Pete and see Build. It's hard, but I'm getting there, and I think everyone should seriously consider everything nonnie has said.

Okay, I'm all sweaty now. Much love, and please everyone be kind to each other. This is not worth losing friends or setting the entire fandom on fire. It's just really not. 🙏🏻❤

[lady-phasma]

A brief guide to Understanding US Copyright Law.

(This is *not* about Tumblr etiquette to be very clear.)

Fair use in transformative art works vs. copyright infringement. This is a great source: part 1 & part 2.

Gifs are a nebulous and grey area in US copyright law. Fair use (definition) covers a wide range of uses of copyrighted materials. I will only be writing about moving images here. Additionally, I will only be addressing fair use outside of academic use.

It is fair use if the resulting artwork is transformative enough that the copyright holder is not losing revenue. There are many beautiful examples of gifs that may meet that criteria in a court of law. I will not directly post any of them here. (Though I would be grateful if someone would like to volunteer to have a post linked, not displayed, here as an example.) I will use my own gifs as examples of copyright infringement (since they unequivocally are).

In the resource above you can find examples of court cases where both the copyright holder won the case and those where the artist was deemed to have not infringed. I make the occasional gif for shows like HBO's House of the Dragon and I do not add my own artwork or alter them in any way that would make them my own artwork. I am not using them for monetary gain and few entertainment corporations have ever filed in US courts against gifs/creators. A few public figures have but those cases have not made a substantial impact on copyright law as there is a separate law for reproducing someone’s likeness. Digital Media Law Project is a great resource for this. "GIFs and Law" also lists examples from US courts that include other problematic uses of gifs.

The below gifs that I made and posted are direct infringement on the copyright holders (HBO and Ewan Mitchell) and as a US citizen I am subject to these laws.

Another example (slowed to 40% speed is not transformative):

Both of these images are the sole property of HBO and Mr. Mitchell. I do not use them for monetary gain and I do not have permission to use them. I have not received permission from HBO or Mr. Mitchell to create and distribute them.

Statistically it is unlikely that a gif will lead to a civil suit or prosecution. Most gifs are not made or used for monetary gain but if used on a website that is for monetary gain (such as a personal website to sell goods or services) it is subject to the law without express permission from the copyright holder. (That is usually obtained by contacting the legal or pr department of the film company.)

It is difficult to show transformative examples without linking any here but that would be against Tumblr etiquette. I will describe them as best I can:

For many House of The Dragon gifs we have all seen images that have text superimposed or blended with the copyrighted images. Similarly, there are many where the gif creator has included their own art with the copyrighted images, many to the point that the final gif has indeed transformed the original image from House of the Dragon so that it is not competing for revenue. That is not to say those are exempt but that they are more likely to win the hypothetical lawsuit (see examples in first sources listed).

If you enjoyed this ted talk and would like one about Tumblr gif etiquette I will happily make it. I have a background in copyright law and will also answer questions if you want to throw them in my inbox.

[t4yce]

I want to thank you for all of your great Drag Race UK gifs from both the finale (I can’t believe you did so many so quickly) and throughout the season💝

I also wanted to know what you thought of the episode. I was a little worried about how the song mashup would go but I really loved it and the performance was amazing (and I loved how they brought back the other queens for both the finale runway and the performance🤩). I knew it would come down to Danny and Cheddar for the top two (and they were both my faves) and I feel like I kept going back and forth between who I wanted to win but I’m definitely happy with the winner (even though I was hoping for a tie since I honestly couldn’t pick🙈)

And since I’m already in your inbox I also wanted to talk about Drag Race Italia and make a gif request (if that’s okay). If you wouldn’t mind would you be able to gif Nehellenia winning this week and all the cuteness surrounding it (like her going over to hug Aura and Diamond and how happy they were🥰)? I really enjoyed this episode (and I’m loving the season as a whole) and I just love how close all the queens are to one another (and it was so sweet when La Diamond asked Aura to be her drag daughter☺️)

Thank you in advance for the gif and once again thank you for all your great gifs you gift us with for so many different drag shows and thanks for continually being amazing💗

helloo 🤗 i was a couple of eps behind on italia but i just finished catching up and am ready to read your thoughts!! but druk first! honestly neither can i 😅 when i came on tumblr the next morning i was wow ok that was a lot :P sometimes i finish an ep with so many screen recordings i just have to go go go otherwise i probably wont get round to them unless someone requests but anyway yes i thought it was a great finale i really enjoyed it!! the mashup was a nice twist and i thought they all did pretty well and yes it was so nice to see all the eliminated queens again! they looked amazing! oh and the finale lipsync!? so good!! i thought that might make the winner more clear but no they were both equally amazing i really don’t know how ru picked tbh but i’m very happy danny won 💕 a lot of the uk queens do tv appearances here (especially viv + lawrence) and i feel like it’ll be just the same for danny! yes ofc thats okay, i’ll get it done tomorrow ^^ that was adorable i’m glad she finally got her win! and yes the drag daughter moment was super cute, i loved that moment too and fully understand why many people had asked to be aura’s drag mother, shes so sweet and charming 🥰 (also i think this was the first italia episode where i fully agreed with the placements so that was nice too lol) and can i just say in ep5, i loved how chiara went full pageant mum during the rehearsals and rusical 🤣 an icon and no problem, its nice to connect with people about drag through gifs! and thank you for always being so kind, i hope this coming festive season is nice to you 💖💕

[chorusfm]

Liner Notes (March 10th, 2024)

This week’s newsletter has some thoughts on the new Bleachers album and more of the regular newsletter things I always write about. This week’s supporter Q&A post can be found here. If you’d like this newsletter delivered to your inbox each week (it’s free and available to everyone), you can sign up here. A Few Things * My apologies, but I only noticed I referred to Daisy Grenade as Daisy Chain in last week’s emailed version of this newsletter. That’s one downside of email vs blogs – editing after they hit the inbox doesn’t work. I must have had the Slowly Slowly song on my mind. Anyway, the band is Daisy Grenade that is opening for Fall Out Boy/Jimmy Eat World; sorry about that. * I found this article about why product recommendations online are basically the same SEO spam garbage to track with my experience. Not to go full “grown man yells at clouds,” but, damn, do I miss websites that feel like websites. Now it’s social media or content spam, and very little in between. Seeing Kottke.org launch a redesign last week was a friendly reminder that there’s still an audience for these kinds of blogs. * I’ve sung the praises RayCast before, but this article this week about how you can combine it with other apps to let you do some quite powerful things on your Mac was the inspiration for me to spend some of my weekend tweaking a few scripts and little niceties. I finally moved all of my snippets into it and away from TextExpander. TextExpander has been one of my most used apps for over a decade, but the quality of the app has gone downhill over the past few years. I’ve found it flakey, and the app no longer feels Mac-like. I can replicate every snippet with RayCast and Keyboard Maestro, and this was a good time to audit everything and clear it all out. RayCast’s built-in system is quite good, and there were only a few I couldn’t duplicate exactly. For example, I have multiple expanders for things with ordinal numbers (like the title of this very newsletter). These were relatively easy to re-do in Keyboard Maestro. In Case You Missed It * Motion City Soundtrack Announce More Tour Dates * Ben Folds Announces New Tour * Saosin Working on Album With Cove * I Am the Avalanche Announce Tour * Stars Announce ‘Set Yourself on Fire’ Tour * Paramore Announces Record Store Day Release * NOFX – “I’m a Rat” Video * Albums in Stores – Mar 8th, 2024 Music Thoughts * One of the more significant releases this week is the new one from Bleachers. My first listen was after coming home from the gym; it was late at night, and the weather was dreary and rainy. I was doing a few “wind down the evening” things, making coffee for the next morning, tidying up around the house, and had this on in the background. It was a perfect introduction to this album. Now, four or five listens later, I … kinda think I love this? It’s a tactile album, one that has an immediate hook and stickiness to it, but it also has a depth that I think will reward multiple listens. It felt like the last album was Jack’s rebellion against people saying everything he touched sounded the same, and it was drenched in intentional auditory mud. This, in contrast, is arguably the best mix of modern production with a tangible authentic tone to the instruments I’ve heard in ages. Everything breaths and ebbs with a classic Jack Antonoff songwriting buzz, always right on the edge of energy, sitting tantalizingly between the best of indie and pop. Listening to something like “Me Before You” is aural candy. The album blends a little from tracks 8 through 10, but on the whole, this is a complete win for me. Also, this absolutely rules. * Cold Years released the new single “Choke” this week. It’s (probably, time will tell) my favorite song on the album. Basically, as perfect as a punk song in 2024 can be. This band continues to be the most underrated band in the world and I’ll keep screaming that to anyone who’ll listen. I’ve had a few weeks with the new album and am still formulating full… https://chorus.fm/news/liner-notes-march-10th-2024/

[lozzykins]

I posted 610 times in 2022

That's 200 more posts than 2021!

54 posts created (9%)

556 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@razziecat

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@birdblacksocialclub

@evil-robot-cat

I tagged 92 of my posts in 2022

#useful - 3 posts

#xd - 3 posts

#&lt;3 - 2 posts

#deadline looming - 2 posts

#not my clowns not my circus - 2 posts

#i repeat not my clowns not my circus - 2 posts

#procrastinating - 2 posts

#i'll fucking do it darling - 2 posts

#phd to finish - 2 posts

#big mood - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 121 characters

#in my co-pilot car i can be loud and shrieky and driver doesn't give a fuck because she's usually trying to out shriek me

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Seedling, Leaf, Sheep <3

Gentle Cottagecore Emoji Asks

🌱 Seedling: What is something you want to begin learning?

I always like the idea of learning instruments but I am completely tone deaf, I can just about hear a difference in notes - depending on the note and what is being played, but I can't tell you if something is in tune or not - which is great if you think you've got little musical talent because it all sounds good to me XD

🍃 Leaf: What is a plant you find beautiful?

There's honeysuckle and sweet pea - I love the smell of both of them I think or one of them and I can never remember which it is. Might be both. I also love the smell of jasmine too.

🐑 Sheep: What is a comfort item you own?

I don't really have a lot in the way of comfort items - probably why I'm always so stressed XD I have the octopus you gave me is always near, my phone I suppose? That is always nearby, I like to have you nearby.

2 notes - Posted July 30, 2022

#4

Every day there is something new. Todays lesson was for my mum: We remove assets from morally bankrupt giant corporations, not small business owners, and artists. She considered that for a few minutes. 'Ok, that's fair.' She spent five minutes looking like she wanted to ask further questions, but thought better of it.

2 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#3

They say a picture is worth a thousand words...

3 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

#2

🎂 💒 💘 <3

Sweet and Pure asks <3

🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be?

Assuming there's no double talk or conditions to navigate through

To clear all debts for everyone (myself included)

2. To give everyone a healthy boost to their finances.

3. Make sure no one ever goes hungry again.

💒- which show would you want to live in?

Given that you'd likely jump into ADoW world, I'd jump in there with you <3

💘- 3 ways to win your heart?

Talking to me - about anything and everything, I love to listen to interests and passions, even if I've got no clue <3

Little 'saw this and thought of you' things - whether that's a meme, a quote, character, tags in a tumblr post, or something you've bought in a shop, I love seeing what you relate to me, what reminds you of me, and there's just something sweet about being on your mind that much <3

Doing something together - this could be anything. going out and trying something new, staying in and occupying the same space, just having the time together <3

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My #1 post of 2022

@crimson-sun @risingoflights I'll stop shrieking over these sometime this year <3 (yes that was me screeching like a pterodactyl in your patreon inbox first thing this morning XD) They are so beautiful and it's taken me years but I've finally got hold of them! Just a few of my favourites pictured above, wish I had the space to just lay them all out. <3

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[vaspider]

you won hope it feels good bud

No. You don't get to put whatever is going on with you on me. Whatever it is.

You generalized from one apparently very shitty person to an entire class of people, at length, for days. I was very clear when I finally said something that if people are being dicks, you deal with the fact that those specific people are behaving inappropriately, you don't ascribe that to an entire class of disabled persons and use it to gatekeep them. But rather than "this person is being a dick," you kept insisting on generalizing an entire class of people.

And you keep doing it. And that's not okay. It's especially frustrating from someone who knows how that kind of generalizing screws with queer and trans communities and has spoken at length about why that's not okay. I started following you because of that, so it sucked to have to stop following you because you couldn't see that you were doing the same thing disability-wise that you have spoken eloquently about with regards to queer and trans community. But I didn't really want to be around your behavior.

I really hope that you get appropriate help for what's going on with you. I'm also going to set a firm boundary that messages like this are inappropriate. I am not and have never been trying to "win" against you, and treating my lack of patience for the things you were saying and the way you were behaving as if I'm in this for some sort of Tumblr pissing contest isn't okay and I don't accept it from anyone.

I wish you all the best. Genuinely, I do. I don't like the way you have behaved, but I don't think you're a bad person. I think you generalized from one shitty person who (apparently, bc despite following you previously, I never saw the original post, just lots and lots of generalized posts about "abled NDs") treated you very poorly to a whole group of people, and then reacted very defensively when I wrote my own post about disability gatekeeping. It's understandable behavior, but it's not behavior I'm okay with or want to be around.

It does not feel good to me to watch a group of people behave really hurtfully until I can't stand watching how ugly they're behaving anymore. It doesn't feel good to me to have people put graphic descriptions of medical abuse in untagged posts about this and trigger the fuck out of me and then block me when I say "hey it sucks when people do this". It does not feel good to have an inbox full of people telling me about the lateral aggression they've experienced from within the community. None of that feels good, but sitting here and saying nothing while people generalize to a whole class of disabled people from one shithead feels much worse.

Anyway. Good luck, and don't send me messages like this anymore, please. No matter how you're currently feeling or what's going on with you, this is inappropriate.

[notanotherreidgirl]

I just had an idea based on my recent health experience: What if Spence had to wear a Holter for 24 or 72 hours to measure his heart's activity (maybe as part of the FBIs health checks) ? And he has to take notes of everything he does so that they can match it with the information collected so he cannot have sex or masturbate unless he's willing to justify his increased heart activity to a team of doctors. So, reader being reader, decides to drive him nuts, teasing him again and again because she knows he can't do anything about it. (Does he end up cumming in his pants because he's trying so hard not to touch himself and increase his heart rate?) ☺️🥰

Love ya! Have a great day!

Let's Get Physical

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, edging, blowjob, grinding, coming in pants

Word Count: 1380 (i'm inclined to just call this a full fic)

A/N: First, an apology. This has been in my inbox for quite a while and I am very sorry about the wait. Secondly, I made this entire scenario up after doing some minimal research on Holter monitors so it might not make sense.

Spencer gave Hotch’s door a light tap before taking a deep breath and then giving two sharp knocks. “Come in”

The door swung open and Derek patted him on the shoulder with a smile as he exited, no doubt having just received a glowing report regarding his physical health. Spencer dropped into the seat, casting a quick glance at the team of health professionals on Hotch’s couch and immediately regretting it. They were very clinical looking - pressed white lab coats, hair combed and gelled back, clipboards piled with papers, already scribbling away and speaking among themselves in hushed voices. “Ok Dr. Reid, we just have a few questions to ask you regarding your health practices and then we’ll take a look at the results from the Holter Monitor. Is that alright?”

“Um yeah. Yeah, that’s fine” he glanced over at Hotch who was leafing through Spencer’s notes with a raised eyebrow. The first few questions about his diet and lifestyle practices were easy but then came the dreaded evaluation of the Holter measurements. “Now we just have a few questions about some of the readings from the Holter. I see there was a bit of a spike right after you put it on that you attributed to nerves?”

“O-oh uh yeah, I was just a little nervous about having it on. That was it.” But that wasn’t the exact truth.

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You had Spencer sit cross-legged on the bed without his shirt when he came home with the Holter. He was explaining how it worked as you studied the diagram detailing how to put it on. You slipped the wearable recording device over his head and climbed into his lap, surreptitiously rocking your hips into his as you untangled the wires. His hands encircled your waist, adjusting your angle so your clothed core ran against his entire length. You attached the electrodes carefully, kissing each patch of skin before covering it. His breath came out in soft pants as his release mounted and he squeezed his eyes shut. Just as he was about to come, you clicked the machine on and his eyes flew open.

“Wait, Y/N! I can’t - I’m supposed to keep my heart rate down.” The panic in his voice was evident and you smirked. If there was one thing you knew about Spencer it was that he liked succeeding. One might even say he liked winning - 3 Ph.Ds, prolific poker player, unsubs behind bars - so it didn’t come as a surprise to you that he was keen on passing his health evaluation. You trailed a hand down his chest, feeling the pounding heart he was trying to calm with deep breaths. “If you say so, doc”

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The evaluator’s next question snapped him from his reverie. “That sounds fine but there was a concerning increase in your heart activity at 2 AM. It says here that you were exercising, specifically sprinting?”

Spencer dropped the pen he had been twirling and dove under his chair to get it. “Ah yes, I - uh - those are my nightly sprints.”

If Hotch’s eyebrows went up any farther they’d disappear in his hairline. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing a hand across his face in exasperation when he spotted your face peeking out through an opening in his office blinds. You darted away quickly, sprinting back to your desk. Meanwhile, Spencer mentally chastised himself for his lack of self-restraint, saying that he was doing sprints at 2 AM was stupid but it was the only thing he could think of that could somewhat explain his elevated heart rate without revealing his actual activities.

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He couldn’t sleep with the monitor on, tossing and turning in your arms until he rolled onto his back and let out a frustrated huff. You sleepily propped yourself up on your elbow. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?”

He scooted in closer, curling his body into yours and burying his face into your tits. He whined, “Can’t sleep with this thing on me”

“Oh, poor baby. Do you need me to make you feel better?” You dipped a hand down the front of his pajama pants and he automatically pressed his hips forward, used to you soothing him in this way after nightmares. He was already half-hard and you stroked him softly before sliding down the bed. His whimpers at the loss of your breasts exploded into loud moans as you swallowed his length, running your tongue up the underside of his cock and sucking at the tip before taking him back into your throat. Usually, you would take your time but you were feeling particularly wicked tonight, bringing a hand up to cradle his balls as the other forced his wild hips down onto the bed. Once again you pulled away just as his orgasm began to materialize and he threw his head back against the pillows, whines devolving into a choked sob. “We wouldn’t want to mess up your Holter results, now would we?”

Needless to say, he didn’t get any sleep that night.

---

“Well Dr. Reid, this kind of activity is most unusual and frankly quite concerning. Your heart rate even shot up right before you returned the monitor which you again attributed to nerves.” Spencer’s face reddened as he recalled the events that transpired that morning.

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He was pacing down a vacant hallway in the basement of the Bureau, willing his nerves away. He was sure he would fail. Could you even fail one of these evaluations? Probably. If anyone could fail it would be Spencer. Between the events of the last 24 hours and the fact that Derek was going right before him, he knew he was screwed. And then as if the universe were conspiring against him there you were coming out of the printer room, heels clicking against the floor, hips swaying, a form-fitting blouse leaving just enough to the imagination. And Spencer had a very vivid imagination. Watching you float towards him was really all it took to have him standing at attention, heart rate skyrocketing. But you were ever the overachiever, threading his tie between your fingers and pulling him in for a kiss. Your knee came up between his legs and he automatically rocked into you, still worked up from your relentless denial. You ran your tongue over his bottom lip, deepening the kiss and applying even more pressure. “You’ve been so good, sweetheart. Trying your very hardest to control yourself. It’s adorable.”

It didn’t even occur to Spencer that he had to return the monitor along with his notes in less than 10 minutes, he was cumming in his pants as soon as the praise left your lips, whining into your mouth as he finally attained his long-awaited release. He looked down at you in shock as you stepped back. “Shit, Y/N! What do I do? They’re gonna call me up in 5 minutes!”

You gave him a mocking look of sympathy as you smoothed the wrinkles in his dress shirt. “Guess you better get cleaned up then”

---

“Dr. Reid, I’d like to see you again for a follow-up.” The doctor on the left scribbled their name on the bottom of a form and handed it to Spencer. He gave the paper a quick glance before looking over at Hotch with wide eyes. Help me.

Hotch sighed, taking the form from Spencer and giving it a quick scan before returning it to the evaluation team. “As we know, Dr. Reid has had a tumultuous history with these physical assessments. However, he is an invaluable member of this team and has proven himself in the field time and time again. I don’t see any reason to prolong this evaluation. Now if you’ll excuse us, I believe Dr. Reid was your last appointment of the day”

They protested but Hotch fixed them with his trademark stare and they stood up to leave. “Very well, but Dr. Reid will not be exempt from his yearly fitness test this time.”

Spencer gulped, watching them file out the room. He turned to Hotch thanking him as he took his file and turned to leave, glad it was over. But before he could leave, Hotch cleared his throat. “I take it Y/N will be helping you train for your fitness test”

[teddy-yandere]

Writer... I want...NO... I NEED...

Douma and Akaza X Reader

Fighting for a darling... She is not a demon, but I don't know how ( *but you know* 😏) she is special... What she have that drives 2 upper ranking moons crazy?... Put some romance... I'm sorry, I can't help.

Yandere + romance = Addiction. And you decide who wins... I'm waiting patiently writer, and love you muah 💓

- Douma and Akaza x Reader -

⚠️WARNING⚠️ will contain dark themes

A/N = I am so happy to be able to write this. My favorite thing to do is to write for the KNY demons. I can’t explain why. Sorry this took so long darling , I hope you understand . My inbox is always open so feel free to chat with me!! <3 Enjoy !!

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• Douma and Akaza never got along. Even though they never got along , it had never really been a serious issue , until you came along. Akaza openly despised Douma for his habits and mannerisms. To be completely honest he found Douma quite annoying. Douma did not see Akaza any better. He though Akaza was boring and weak. ( mainly because Akaza refused to eat any woman ). He also loved to tease Akaza when he was bored. It got so bad that even Akaza went as far as to complain to Muzan about him. It is incredibly clear that these two demons despise one another . Nonetheless it had never been a problem until now.

• On the outside , there was nothing that special about you , except for the fact that you were a demon slayer. A very kind and strong demon slayer. It was obvious that you were heading in the route to become a hashira. Your first encounter with Akaza was when you two ran into each other in the woods. You thought it must have been bad luck and that you were going to die. Let’s just say that Akaza had better plans. It was not coincidence that you two ran into each other. Akaza had planned this. He had been stalking you for a while and he finally wanted to speak to you. The first thing that he did when he approached you was take away your sword. He could not risk accidentally hurting you if you attacked him. Then he grabbed your arm ( despite your cries for him to release you ) and sat you down to talk to you. ( yes , Akaza is a very strange Yandere to have )

• All he did that day was just ask you to talk about yourself. When the sun started to come up. He said goodbye to you and then said “ see you soon darling “. You were absolutely horrified by what had just happened. Once you knew he was gone , you burst out crying. Little did you know that when Akaza went to the infinity tower , he started to brag to Douma about how wonderful you were . And let’s just say that Douma was very interested in you. A little too interested in you for comfort.

• It had always been Akaza’s plan to kidnap you and marry you once he had the chance. The only reason why he had not done it yet , was because Muzan was keeping him really busy lately. Since Akaza was so busy , Douma took it upon himself to start to stalk you. When I tell you that Douma fell in love with you at first sight , I mean it. Poor Douma , he used to tease Akaza about you , but now he was head over heels in love with you. Douma had never been in love with anyone before, so he was really confused about his feelings at first.

• What mainly triggered Akaza to kidnap you , was the fact that Douma started to make comments about wanting you all to himself , and let’s just say Akaza did not take that threat lightly. The next night , he tracked you down and took you. It was almost as if you had just disappeared into thin air. One moment you were there , the next you were gone. Everyone you knew , started to look for you. The only problem was that there were no leads for you. Eventually , your friends and family gave up. Akaza never treated you badly. He was very honest to you about his feelings. He promised to never hurt you. The only mistake that Akaza made , was hiding you in the infinity tower. That was when Douma started planning to take you away from Akaza. Douma knew he could get in big trouble if you was caught , but he did not really care because he loved you and that was all he truly knew.

• Sometimes Douma would talk to you through the room that you were being kept with Akaza. ( Only when Akaza was away on a mission ). He would even bring you nice treats that the woman in his cult have made. You began to become quite fond of Douma and looking forward to speaking with the demon. At the same time , you could not ignore that you were starting to fall for Akaza at the same time. ( Akaza is a Simp and will do anything for you ).

• As I have said before , Douma has been plotting to whisk you away from Akaza. Douma was positive he had planned this whole thing perfectly. Or had he ? As Douma started to quickly and quietly walk to your room , he could feel the excitement in his chest start to build. Douma was so excited to possibly have you all to himself … forever. As he slowly opened the door and looked j to the room , he could see your peaceful sleeping form resting on the bed. Aww , how adorable. He was so happy you looked so comfortable sleeping there. What a shame he might have to wake you up. As he slowly picked you up in his arms he could hear the door swing open. He looked in the doors direction and saw Akaza’s angry face. Douma froze. It was as if all the air in the room had been sucked out. Douma could feel you start to wake up so he quickly put you back on the bed. Akaza then motioned for him to get out of the room. He then turned back to Douma ready to fight after they exited he room.Before they were about to fight each other outside the room, they could hear the door open.

• Turned out that while you were unconscious, Kokushibou walked into the room where the demons were fighting. Kokushibou originally walked into the room to tell the two demons to shut up before he tells Muzan. Before he could say anything , he saw your unconscious body and got a idea. He proposed to the to Douma and Akaza that they should share you. Both of them stated at the demon as if he had gone mad. Eventually , they came to the conclusion that they would share you. Before they walked back into your room , Douma said , “ I call dibs for y/n~Chan to cuddle me “. Akaza simply rolled his eyes at the demon.

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Thanks for reading Darling !! <3

Feel free to request any character you want. I write for all genders. If you don’t tell me what gender you want then I will just make it gender nuetural. I write for many different fandoms such as:

• Demon Slayer

• Haikyuu

• Attack on Titan

• My Hero Academia

• Death Note

Have a nice Day / Night ~