#she did not own 2022 for yall to do her like this!!!!

[kero-verdade]

where the HELL is Kim Goeun's baeksang nomination

[ynboxbox]

lust for life - ms47 & cl16

✰ pairing: mick schumacher vs charles leclerc x fem ! senna ! haas ! reader

✰ summary: what happens to mick and y/n's relationship when y/n is chosen as the new ferrari driver alongside her childhood karting crush, charles leclerc?

✰ a/n bit of a spicy one for my first sma! big sorry to mick fans :-( also this is set in late 2022!

👤 mickschumacher •••

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mickschumacher Summer lovin' @ynsenna

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landonorris mega goals

haasf1team you two 🫶

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👤 ynsenna •••

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ynsenna 🤷‍♀️

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danielricciardo in your mindfulness era 🧿

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username caption 😳

👤 wearetherace •••

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wearetherace RUMOUR ⚠️ Ferrari are considering Y/N Senna for the 2022 season, and have been in talks with Haas to release her from her 2 year contract early.

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username YES YES YES

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username expect lots of crashes for ferrari 😂

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username isgt shes gonna win a championship just like her dad

👤 f1gossipofficial •••

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f1gossipofficial Celebrations for Y/N? The driver was seen partying hard last night at E11even club in Miami through several close friends' instagram stories, and was captured leaving with an unknown man close by her side in the early hours of this morning.

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username dont call me crazy but i swear thats charles with her in the last photo?

username why is nobody talking about the fact that this probably means she signed with ferrari tho

username lmao yall thats not charles

👤 charles_leclerc •••

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👤 ynsenna •••

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ynsenna gunther might kill me for this post but... all the rumours are, in fact, true ;)

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username OH MY GOD

username Y/N AND CHARLES IN THE SAME TEAM

username why do i already ship them ??

lizzo obsessed.

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charles_leclerc ALL of them? 😂

ynsenna ahahah

username OH ???

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fernandoalo_oficial 🎊

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username AAAAHHHH OH MY FUCKING GOD

👤 mickschumacher •••

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mickschumacher Proud ❤️

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👤 ynupdates •••

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ynupdates Mick posted a congratulations for Y/N's new position at ferrari! They were also seen together in Florida on one of her family members' stories.

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username i dont want them to break up but i also think her and charles would be PERFECT together

username literally! do you remember their old karting interviews?? they had so much chemistry

╰┈➤ username its bc she had a crush on him lol

👤 scuderiaferrari •••

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scuderiaferrari A warm Ferrari welcome to our new recruit ❤️ How are you liking red so far, @ynsenna?

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username it just feels right

charles_leclerc 🔥❤️

username HEART EMOJI??

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username I USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THIS

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👤 f1 •••

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f1 BREAKING: Mick Schumacher to depart Haas at the end of the 2022 season.

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username gunther count your days

username THEY HAVE NO DRIVERS?..

username he deserved so much better than this shit fucking team ugh

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╰┈➤ username ayoooo

username it's giving petty

👤 ynsenna •••

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👤 deuxmoi •••

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👤 f1gossipofficial •••

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f1gossipofficial Jessa & Charles were spotted kissing outside of Zedd's show at LIV Miami last night. It is currently unknown whether Jessa and Mick have broken up.

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username I KNEW IT !!!!!!!!!

username this is actually so gross of her :/?? she has a huge fanbase of young girls, why is she promoting this to them...

username Women ☕️

zedd 😳

username NOT HIM COMMENTING

username this is all your fault 😭😭

username we knew this already but yall gaslight us into believing her and mick were still just fine.

username i feel SO bad for mick :( fuck yn.

username yall CHILL they probably just broke up

username no like why is everyone just jumping to cheating like that????

👤 ynsenna •••

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To be continued :-)

[goldfades]

✮ 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟏 = 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞, zegras' have more fun

♡ ─ summary | y/n shows off her first week of uni and the captain of the hockey captain purposes something...

♡ ─ warnings | absolutely nothing, maybe mention of needing to bulk??, and playful insults/"bully" (per usual)

♡ ─ taglist | tbd

♡ ─ ev's notes | ahhhh i'm so excited for this series, please send in some requests if you have any! i'm still thinking about who i want little miss zegras to end up with, can y'all help me with that LMAO. i'm so indecisive

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ynzegras ann arbor, michigan

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ynzegras | week 1 @ umich, done ✅ tagged: briesbagels, lhughes_06, dylanduke25 september 2, 2022

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briesbagels | so YOU stole my camera???

↳ ynzegras oops... mb it just ended in my luggage, idk how

↳ pchandler68 I LITERALLY TOLD YOU BRIE. U WERE WRONG.

↳ briesbagels a. i'm never wrong 😗 and b. you did steal my anaheim sweatshirt i saw it on facetime

↳ ynzegras how does bro fit in that, he needs to BULK!!

↳ trevorzegras y/n skinny shaming scandle?

↳ ynzegras scandal**

lhughes_06 | that's such a terrible pic y/n, how could you do me and dylan like that???

↳ ynzegras yall look fine... stop being dramatic

↳ lhughes_06 we look like 2 middle aged fathers taking a pic after helping their kids move into their dorm 😟😑

↳ dylanduke25 speak for yourself man, i look sexy 🥵

↳ pchandler68 fr that smile 🥵🥵

_quinnhughes | LUKE lmao 😭

↳ ynzegras HAHAHAHAH HES SO FUNNY

↳ _quinnhughes he looks scared

↳ lhughes_06 she forced me to take that pic so YES i was scared. 😣

↳ trevorzegras BULLIES. they are BULLIES. first me and griffin, now luke and dylan. u have a problem y/n

↳ ynzegras idk ab bullying but it's pretty funny

pchandler68 | is that my cup in the fourth picture??

↳ ynzegras no bruh i brought this from home

↳ pchandler68 FUCKING LIAR THATS MINE. GET UR OWN CUP

↳ briesbagels GET UR OWN SWEATSHIRT. its a cup, get over it 😑😑

dylanduke25 | lovely pic y/n🫡 great photograph taking skills

↳ ynzegras thanks bud 🤞🏼

griffinzegras | i see you've found another brother huh?

↳ ynzegras awww u jelly?? ur still my fav

↳ griffinzegras YEAH ID HOPE SO?? I AM UR BIOLOGICAL BROTHER 🤨

↳ ynzegras i actually i take that back, i think i got a concussion from ur fucking driving

↳ griffinzegras who bought you starbucks for the past two years EVERDAY before school?

↳ ynzegras i can't remember CUS I HIT MY HEAD SO HARD

trevorzegras | miss you sista

↳ ynzegras i literally saw u like two days

↳ trevorzegras i can still miss my baby sis

↳ avazegras 📸📸 hmm? baby sis?

↳ trevorzegras i miss u both okay??????

↳ ynzegras sure... okay

nolan_moyle | new hockey manager??

↳ ynzegras yeah no

↳ nolan_moyle please 😥😥 it would mean the world to our lukey boy

↳ lhughes_06 na i really don't care

↳ nolan_moyle not helping our case there 😐😐

[justfandomwritings]

An essay on why I won’t be watching next season.

1. Obviously actors have to promote their shows and hype them up. But the interactions between Nicola and Luke during the press tour were, in retrospect, clearly also acting performances, and it is rare to see acting within the press tour to the degree that those two put on while grossly exaggerating things like how sexy this season would be or how much Polin we would get. I don’t blame them. It’s clearly what they were told to do. And it’s fine to hype a show, but I think a lot of people felt genuinely lied to with the WAY this season was hyped.

2. The casting has been color conscious and inclusive in a way I greatly admire. But they have not been inclusive in other ways. And that’s not to say they should have to be. One show shouldn’t bear the responsibility of being inclusive to everyone and making up for an industries worth of exclusion. But we have exactly one size inclusive character in this whole show, and I’m not even demanding more, but to butcher the season of the only size inclusive person in this show this badly and in these ways sends me a clear message of what the writers thought they could get away with with a curvy actress and how they saw her.

3. The wait times for this season and next season are just too long. The hype dies down too much between seasons such that we care less and less each time we get a new one, especially when you only give eight episodes, regardless of their length. You know who also gave us a season in 2022 and then an eight episode season this year? house of the dragon. And they have to CGI a fuck ton of dragons. Yall were sitting on this season being done filming for over a year and for what? What did you do in post? A bee? And then to have the audacity to do it in two parts? Fuck off.

4. Add to that. The costumes and new sets looked so much cheaper this season than previous seasons. Where did the budget go.

5. The plot is too crowded. Maybe you thought a curvy girl couldn’t carry a season. Maybe it was bad writing. Obviously you needed Cressida and Eloise to have decent amounts of screen time but you also did half of Francesca’s story and set one up for Violet and Benedict that collectively took the majority of the screen time and left us with very little Pen and Colin. Which was a disservice you never gave Anthony or Daphne’s seasons and was why they were good. We got enough crumbs of the others to tell us what was happening but not enough to make them feel like main characters or to make it feel like an ensemble show. There were leads in season 1 and 2. This season it was an ensemble with too many moving parts. But everyone’s said that. It’s not surprising.

6. My biggest problem is the tone. The blame. Admittedly I’m a woman who relates strongly to Penelope so I’m not impartial here. But for a character who spends her entire life being abused by every single person in this show, who is pushed to her absolute breaking point before finally giving her mother and the tonne a taste of their own medicine. For that character to receive no grace, no understanding, no respect, for the vast majority of the season hurt. To not only have zero understanding of her situation but to frame the entire plot of the show around the fact that SHE alone should be sorry. To have minimal to no groveling from Colin over what he said last season, to have no acknowledgment of how he treated her as a safety net, to humanize Cressida who made her life hell with minimal acknowledgment of that fact, to have Eloise get ONE comment from Cressida of all people about her friendship with Penelope but no real reflection from Eloise or acknowledgment on her part or apologies for what a truly SHIT friend she was for DECADES. That hurt. Because the message is that sure, they can push you to your fucking limit, you can break after years of being bullied for your weight and your looks and your status. Your own mother and sisters hands can be filthy with insults and abuse. Your friends can treat you like utter garbage for years. They can befriend your bullies. Your soon to be husband can, very recently, insult you to his friends behind your back. But you owe them the apology for breaking after years of abuse. It’s not that the tonne couldn’t be angry or that they all should’ve fallen at Pen’s feet. It’s that those arguments never happen at all because once again, just like when she was being used and abused by everyone, everything was put on Penelope. And the cycle continues.

7. Colin should’ve groveled more. I know I said that in the previous point but it really ruined things for me so I want to emphasize it. I wanted that man on his knees the whole season, and I should’ve known I wasn’t gonna get that when y’all dropped the list of songs and there wasn’t any of the A List Yearners on the list. But I’m still mad.

8. Actually that’s a good point. Did anyone else think the songs didn’t go as hard this year? Except Pitbull were we excited about any of them?

9. You did the Pride and Prejudice ballroom trick with the dancing alone thing and you didn’t nail it. If you’re gonna do that trick it has to fucking HIT. (And it has to be enemies to lovers.) And you did it half assed. You should be ashamed.

10. There was a two second window there when Cressida asked the maid for help where I thought they were gonna swap lives and the maid would go with her aunt and Cressida would become a maid and I was like “holy fuck is Cressida gonna become Bennys love interest?” and that would’ve been better than what y’all did I think. And it would’ve justified her excessive screen time.

11. I love gender swapping Michaela and making Francesca bi. We love it. But why was Francesca immediately interested. Once again the writers don’t understand pining. Michaela is PINING for Francesca and can do nothing but love her from afar. Francesca loved John completely and whole heartedly. Michaela was a beautiful love story for her but was also a second chance. She loved John completely. She would never have an emotional affair on him. How did you immediately ruin such a beautiful second chance romance?

12. Where was Pen’s friendship with Anthony or Lady Danbury? Why wasn’t Colin proud of Pen the way he was in the book? To make her even more alone? To emphasize that she was alone and at fault and helpless? Fuck off.

I just don’t have it in me to watch this show deteriorate further.

[myoddessy]

I’ve just found you from whoetoshaw’s blog and WOW! I love your blog! 💞

🎀 anything with Freezy?! Maybe like a reunion/rekindling type-thing from back then to now? Like friends who were shipped back then and date now? I hope that makes sense 🥲 Xx

aww, thank you!! I was waiting for a prompt like this 😭 I hope you like it!

September 2016.

January 2017.

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yourusername Through My Eyes 2016 out now. So much has changed for me over the past year, I (finally) got my own place, I've met so many new people, and we hit 5 million subscribers!! Thank you all so much for all you've supported me through this year, and let's hope for an equally amazing TME of 2017! 💞💞

ynfan4 Oh I've been waiting for the highlight of my year!!

taliamar Good to see my festival feature is still the best part of the video. So proud of you girl ❤️

ynxcal4ever At 14.52 when it's just Y/n and Cal in their kitchen for the last time before she moved out and they remade the first ever thing they cooked together 😭😭 I'm so emotional right now

calfreezy I would say I had a glow up but after watching this I realised that I've always been mindblowingly attractive

yourusername The real reason I had to move out was because your big head was leaving dents in the wall anymore and I didn't want to feel like I was living with two Harrys xoxo 😘😘

wroetoshaw Oi! What did I do?

yourusername Broke my LED mirror by throwing a controller at it.

sdmnsundayz Y/n is a Saint for putting up with them.

January 2020.

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yourusername Through My Eyes 2019 is out now. Enjoy a year of travel across the world and the family who kept me strong through all of it. Thank you all for every line we've crossed and every milestone we hit this year, I love you all so so much 💘💘

calfreezy This is my favourite one out of all of them

yourusername Is it because you're in pretty much every frame?

calfreezy Obviously

freyanightingale Ibiza you will always be famous!

taliamar We need to go back ASAP

yourusername Opening scene to the next tme planned? I think so

ynslover 'Cal and Y/n' this, 'Y/n and the girls' that, yes it's cute but can we take a moment to appreciate how STUNNING she looked in this video???

ynfreezy LITERALLY. Like shes always been stunning but something in the foreign air made her a literal goddess it's not even funny

calsfreezys the bi panic was panicking HARD

taliaxynxfreya Currently crying over the fact that Y/n and Cal were together in most of the shots

w2minter There's no way they're not together.

January 2023.

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yourusername through my eyes 2022, you are my soul. despite me saying this every time I post one of these videos, I mean it now more than ever. from hitting 25 MILLION subscribers (what???), to hosting interviews at the MET gala, to truly falling in love, thank you to you all, and thank you to the universe for guiding me to where I am now. I truly cannot put my gratitude into words 💞💞💞

faithlouisak beautiful girl, beautiful video, beautiful vibe. the best part of every year xx ❤️❤️

yourusername love u more than words can describe ❤️

calfreezy I guess the amount of clips of you laughing makes up for the lack of me

calfreezy barely, though

calfreezy I better be heavily featured in the next one

yourusername I'll make a whole video dedicated to you if that's what you want

ynfan124 how do his tantrums work on you 😭

yourusername I've learned through many years that its better to just give him what he wants

mintertalia Y/N SOFT LAUNCHING???? this is a make or break for the cal and y/n shippers

yn2s yall still exist? give in, it's been years, if they were going to reveal something then they would've done it by now

mintertalia bro stfu you're a ship account for two people who've called each other siblings 😭

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername @calfreezy satisfied?

YNXCAL NO FUXKING WAY

ynslover YOU CANNOT JUST DROP THIS ON US QUEEN

calfreezy it'll do

yourusername what if I broke up with you

calfreezy you'd miss me too much

taliamar cuties!!

freyanightingale what happened to soft launching it? 🤣

yourusername got bored, felt like causing drama

[desmond69miles]

I don’t know if you like- still work here but can I rq a Judd x reader sfw hcs? Like how he’d be in a relationship? Also I love ur work <3333

 im so late i think im preganaet 

i finally got a new keyboard so I can write easier hehehehehehehe and it makes really nice clicky noises

[-: judd is not a fan of love affirmations or praises. (besides sexually, and still very minimal.) it’s not that he doesn’t like you, or that he doesn’t care, he just prefers to use actions rather than words.

[-: relating to the one above, you both call each other rude ass names. Bitch, whore, fucker, etc etc. His parents were concerned until you jokingly bit back. his parents fell in love with you when you threatened him with equally nasty things, putting him back in his place.

[-: I’m getting off topic but his parents fr fr love you. they basically stalk judd until you come over and then his mom basically kidnaps you while his dad acts you all of these questions and judd is just like “don’t fucking dare you old ass nutfucks.”

[-: he’s the stereotypical “I hate everyone but my s/o” type boyfriend, and lives up to it shamelessly.  

[-: raccoon cuddles!!!! you spoil them soo much but judd is just like “don’t feed those fat fucks their already taken cared of.” 

[-: you both get high/drunk together and absolutely demolish some poor persons car. 

[-: nick is of course in love with you, as usual. it’s like jessi’s obsession with judd, but its you instead. like, your older, your hot, and you don’t want to kill him? ugh please marry him. judd hates when you hang out with his siblings instead of him, he just wants to have you all for himself hehe

[-: OMFG DID YOU SEE JUDDS GF IN THE NEW SEASON???

[-: speaking of which jessi has a 20 point plan on how to get rid of you so judd can be hers. 

[-: burh jessi is so passive aggressive about the relationship. she 100% steals the shirts you got from judd

[-: yall’s relationship is fairly aggressive. “play” fighting, biting, and you both fight a lot... but thanks to his parents (judds spite for his parents) get you back together again. 

[-: you’d patch him up after he got into a fight, or when he got injured training the raccoons. your his own little goth nurse hehe

[-: im sorry im watching season 6 of bm and i’m so confused on the fuck is happening this is so confusing

[-: he’d be whipped? I feel like he’d be whipped in his own special way. violent, yes, but also sweet in his sick and sadistic way. 

*ask box open!*

desmond69miles 2022. do not repost without permission. reblogs are appreciated!

[aricr0cs]

It all started in 2022 when my girlfriend used pictures of qunari pectorals to shamelessly tempt me into being interested in dragon age. I’ve never been into rpg on console. I like racing games and shooters. Stuff like that. But in my defense…. The Arishok.

She convinced me to watch her play. And I did. All of it. She began with dragon age origins. A completionist, She played it all, recording it for me in 30 minute increments which I consumed with growing interest. Every game. The dlc. Every quest. No chest was left unlooted (giggity). I’m sure I saw more in the last two years than yall will ever see here thybyht.

And boy did I consume it. I fell in love with every character. I fell in love with her ocs. I fell more in love with her for giving me this wonderful little piece of her head. It felt like a very special gift. And I gobbled it up.

And naturally, being me, I crafted my own ocs inside my head that were there too. Developed my own ideas of what I would do. My considerations of the actions I would take. The choices I would make. I became very invested.

They dropped the veilguard trailer and it was a new experience for us I think. She has loved this game for so long. I have never played it. But we were both squealing with excitement and buzzing about what we think will happen.

And then the playthrough aired. The one where we see Varric lose his Bianca and here I am having never played and yet my heart still hurt with worry for this little fictional man.

And so the itch began. The desire to make those choices for myself. To see Thedas being shaped because of my actions.

I have been sucked in.

On June 30th 2024, in a discord call with my gf, I downloaded origins and began my first playthrough. There will be some catching up posts of how I felt and the choices I made and then once I’m caught up I’m going to consider this my online da diary lol.

There has already been shenanigans and NOTHING IS GOING THE WAY I THOUGHT IT WOULD AND IM SO EXCITED TO PLAY EVERY DAY.

It's a juxtaposition. I know what is going to happen. I know the story. I’m already spoiled. But this is still very much my first playthrough of these games. So if I post old news or theories I apologize ynynyh. But I figured I’d share my joy and idiocy with the world. And I thank you old dragon age veterans for putting up with newbies like me.

Also my girl. Thank you Leah for giving this old gay a new world to become a part of. As always I’m dragging your ass with me uwu.

[brighteyedbushybrowed]

Was putting this off but now I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna share with yall my Kaisarion theory which I shared with my friends on discord a few days ago. I'm sure someone else has already thought of this but I've not seen anyone talk about it yet so here it is.

I'd put the read more below here but I'm on mobile and when I've tried in the past it's not worked so sorry for the long post!!

So, back in 2022 Tobes did an interview with Metal Hammer about Impera and talked about what each song is about. Kaisarion he said was a call to arms and also loosely about/inspired by Kaisarion, the illegitimate child of Julius Caesar and Cleopatra. My theory suggests that Copia is the Kaisarion of the clergy.

To look at it this way, in this theory Nihil would be Julius Caesar and Imperator would be Cleopatra. Both powerful figures in their own rights. They have their illegitimate child, who is strongly implied to be Copia on more than one occasion. Nihil died just as Caesar died, tho the circumstances are different. However, there's more to it than just that.

In the year 30BC, Cleopatra ends her life with an asp bite to the breast and not long after her son Kaisarion is killed by Octavian. You wanna know what Kaisarion was doing during that time before he was killed and before his mother killed herself? He was ruler of Egypt. Much like how Copia is currently "ruler" of Ghost.

Tobias is smart. He's real fucking clever, loves to read, interested in history. Impera was inspired by a book he read on the rise and fall of empires and I'm willing to bet my ass that this book included the Roman and Egyptian empires and may have talked about Caesar, Cleopatra, and their illegitimate son. He could easily, with this knowledge, have written the song Kaisarion with the story of Kaisarion himself hinting to what will become of Imperator and Copia.

Imperator will either die or kill herself just as Cleopatra did. Very soon after, the next Papa or perhaps Saltarian (I'm more inclined to believe it'll be the new Papa myself) will kill Copia and that person will take his place as ruler of Ghost. Much like how Octavian became emperor of Rome.

In other words, we could be about to see the deaths of not just Imperator and her illegitimate son but the death of the empire that she has clearly built up in the form of Ghost.

After all, Impera is about the rise and fall of empires...

@stressghoul I leave this theory in your hands.

[dearunreliablenarrator]

Writeblr Interview Tag

thank you, thank you to @sableglass for the tag, you can catch their original post here!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

Novels! Sometimes, I think the ideas i have are too large to stay as short stories or that i couldn't capture what's needed for poems.

What genre do you prefer reading?

I've found myself dabbling a bit more into psycho thrillers now a days, otherwise the toes are buried in sci-fi, romance and the occasional philosophy book.

Are you a planner or a write as I go kind of person?

Girls/Guys/Theys', I couldn't plan a thing and stick to it if my life depended on it. I try to do both, just for consistency sake, but I often go off line anyways, but the most important scenes are always written first.

It does make editing a bitch though.

What music do you listen to while writing?

I honestly write in silence (scary i know). Otherwise, Kitchen Nightmares or Hell's Kitchen reruns are on in the back. And unless, I've already curated a playlist for what's being written, there's nothing in these ears but air.

I guess the easy answer is it depends!

Favorite books/movies?

The Menu (2022)/Bottoms (2023)/EEAAO (2022)

Song of Achilles/ A Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires/ Act Your Age, Eve Brown.

Any current WIPs?

Cherries Under the Sun! A new branch of writing for me, I always kinda felt like I had to stick to romance and burnt myself out. So here, we have a exploration of relationships with God and life (in both destructive and favorable manners) and the horrors of which one would go to achieve what they believe to be a righteous way of living.

I don't know...religion makes people do some weird shit in the name of their god and that something I want to explore. Did I mention there are vampires?!

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you what would your standard outfit be?

wide legged pants or leggings, oversized t-shirt and pair of crocs. although, a lot of the time; i'm winnie the poohin' it.

Create a character description of yourself: 

a fluorescent beige girl with copper sister locs, tortie glasses and a slew of patchwork tattoos with facial piercings. of average height, and my clothes probably have a layer of cat hair on them. i'm probably lifting weights or somethings.

Do you like incorporating actual people you know into your writing?

Lol yes, but half of the time its not even on purpose. kid you not, in the first chapter of Where the River Bends, i've actually had a man say that to me; and that was after I wrote it. (might be a soothsayer yall) Quite the experience!

Are you kill happy with your characters?

I have yet to kill anyone, but its in the plans. ugh, its gonna be an old lady. i'm sorry in advance; but yall might not even like her so *shrugs*

Coffee or Tea while writing?

don't shoot me! but i think dr.pepper is the ultimate answer. someone should make a dr.pepper tea. 

it might be too country of me to ask for it to be cold with lots of crushed ice.

Slow or fast writer?

I'd say i have my spurts of fast writing, but i think the slower i write; the more I get out.

Where/who/what do you draw inspiration from?

Real life, i think is the most agreeable answer at the moment. I like people watching or taking my own life experience and stories I've heard over the years and not replicating them but retelling them from my lense on life; which is very...dramatic and mystical to say the least.

If you were in a fantasy world, what would you be?

Oh, theres so many options for this...but a cook/pub/tavern owner would be the first thing. I love feeding people and making sure they have a place to get warm food, and it'd be pretty cheap too! Or, house staff to some hoity-toity family, maybe get their son or daughter to fall in love with me so I can get some inheritance...but daddy, i love them kind moment

Most fav book cliche:

nerdy girl gets the jock

Least favorite cliche:

misunderstandings/miscommunication; oh god shoot me now! or the "she's hotter without her glasses" move (9x/10 the glasses are what makes them hot!)

Favorite scene to write?

Lore dumping scenes! They may be long and a little tedious to get through but they give so much insight into the smaller behaviors that characters have.

why does character A pick their nose comfortably in public? cause once upon a time; their grammy said it was okay and it's better than having it hang in there all day with people noticing!

I think my favorite so far though, is Warren and Sabryna's talk after a disastrous dinner. It was something in that moment, that they both really needed. Tough conversations equals great rewards in this case.

Reason for writing?

Cause I can! I mean; I'd really come to hate myself if i didn't let these ideas meet the paper or the keyboard in this matter. I think its very freeing to create something of your own, just getting past what others may think is the hard part.

and yall i cant draw for shit besides doodles so i guess writing is it for me.

no pressure tags below! sorry if you were double tagged! @rumeysawrites @inadequatecowboy @lady-grace-pens @tito-sober @shepardsherd @dyrewrites @goldfinchwrites @caninecomplex

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heavyhitterheaux 

Dec 23, 2022

She Gotta Complex

AN: These two need their own podcast 😭😭

Synopsis: Complex interview with Jack and Druski featuring Jack talking about his long term girlfriend

Requested by: my little sister @softtcurse (I hope you love this) ❤️

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You were currently on set with your boyfriend Jack as well as Druski for their Goat Talk interview with Complex. The last few days had been a lot for you seeing as you had been finishing up taking your finals and was thankful that the semester was finally over with. Your body was still trying to recover from what it had gone through for sixteen weeks and you had the entire summer off before going back again in the fall.You were currently scrolling through your phone replying to text messages as you felt a presence behind you.

“Dru, go away.” You said while rolling your eyes before you started laughing.

“I didn’t even do anything! And how’d you know it was me?!”

“I never believe anything that comes out of your mouth and I’m definitely not about to start believing it now. I have eyes in the back of my head from watching my nieces and nephews so I see everything even when I’m not looking.”

“Druski! Leave my girl alone!” You heard Jack say before throwing something at him.

“I just wanted to greet her properly! I haven’t seen her in like a year!”

“Okay, now you’re lying because you saw me last month.” You replied while making your way to sit down on the side next to Neelam and Urban.

“Well it feels like a year!”

“Will you two come on so they can get started?” Neelam asked before rolling her eyes.

“I’m actually surprised that Dru is here on time. You know he’s usually always late.” Urban added and all Druski did was once again roll his eyes.

“Because yall went and got him, that's why.”

“No Druski slander will be tolerated!”

“Hold on!” Jack said before coming over towards you and leaning down to kiss you and you couldn’t do anything but smile. 

“Okay, I’m good now. We can start.”

“SIMP!” Druski yelled towards him and all the two of you did was roll your eyes.

“And that’s why you’re single!” You yelled back at him and he held up his arms in defense.

“I could have a girlfriend if I wanted to!”

“And I can’t wait until you get one so we can call you a simp and terrorize you like you do us.”

“I don’t even be terrorizing yall. Dramatic as hell.”

“I know you not about to sit up and lie.”

“I tell no lies.”

“Druski, come sit your ass down so we can start.”

—

“Goat sex position?” Jack asked while looking down at the card in front of him.

“Wow… you were thinking about this for the longest?” Druski said while busting out laughing.

“Years actually.”

“Well it’s super easy for me, don’t have to do too much. You kinda scoop under and come from the side, one leg up. It’s effective, you can actually be half sleep and she rolls over on you.”

“Oh, so it starts with spooning?”

“Yeah, right from the side. Now what were you thinking mine was?”

“I thought that it was going to be what mine is, you know what they call me.”

Druski had a confused look on his face while trying to think.

“My tik tok name.”

“Ahhh, missionary Jack. Is that your favorite or is that just your go to?”

“I like a lot of them and Y/N can tell you since she’s sitting right over there, but…..

“No the fuck he did not just say my name.” You muttered while looking over at Urban who was trying not to laugh.

“I know her favorite is probably reverse cowgirl.”

“OH! Y/N! Your man is over here telling all your damn business!”

“Well if he doesn’t shut up, I don’t plan on doing anything reverse on him tonight!” 

“Stop lying because I am definitely about to bend you like a pretzel when we leave here.”

“JACKMAN, FOCUS!”

“Okay, okay!” Jack replied as he held up his hands in defense.

"Hmm Goat childhood toy?"

"He man castle."

"What the? What the hell is that?"

"You never heard of it?" Jack asked while trying not to laugh.

"No definitely not, and mine is bop it."

"Oh definitely a classic. Makes me think of Y/N and all her damn Bratz dolls that she still has to this day."

"Since when am I involved in this interview? And no Bratz doll slander will be tolerated!"

"And her favorite is Jade. She has about 20 damn versions of that one."

"Jackman! Watch yourself!"

"And don't even get me started on her Hello Kitty, Sanrio obsession. I can't even imagine how much money I've spent on those." 

"Druski! Read the next card before I kick my boyfriend's ass for acting outta pocket!"

"How am I acting outta pocket if it's true!?"

“Urban, get your best friend before I do.” You said turning towards him and all he did was hold his hands up in defense.

“Okay, settle down you two. Goat rapper? I’ve heard you say a few names but of all time.”

“Damn, um. Definitely Drake.”

“You are such a fucking Drake groupie. I swear if he wasn’t with me, he would date him.”

“Y/N, I swear when we get done…..”

“You not about to do a damn thing.”

“Anyway, go ahead Druski. And watch your answer, you got friendships on the line here.”

“Uhh, Dj Unk?”

“What?!”

“Dj Unk!”

“I mean the man is a legend so okay, I’ll take it.”

“Okay, next card.”

“Goat vaccination spot?” Jack said looking at the card confused.

“What?”

“I don’t know man, I guess they’re trying to get political.” Jack replied before turning the card towards Druski so that he could see it. 

“That says vacation, not vaccination, dumbass!”

“Oh, my fault.”

“Your boyfriend is slow as shit sometimes.” Urban whispered to you and you couldn’t do anything but laugh.

“That’s my man and imma stick beside him.”

“We know.” Neelam added while laughing.

“Okay, Goat Jack Harlow song?”

“Easy, Luv is Dro. Your voice, the lyrics, everything.”

“Thank you man, appreciate that. I think for me it’s Keep it Light. I love certain songs because of how they sound and love other ones because of the lyrics and that one just incorporates both.”

“CONFETTI AND LOOSE SUPREMACY! SYLVIA ALL DAY!”

“For her to scream she’s not a part of the interview, she surely is answering all the questions.”

“Druski, watch it! I will kick your ass!”

“She’ll do it too. Don’t put it past her.” Jack answered while laughing and then relaxing back in his seat.

“You supposed to defend me.”

“Defend you from my girl? So she can kick my ass too? Nah, I’ll sit this one out.”

“Okay last card. Goat snack food?”

“Not cheeze its but the knock off brand cheese nips.”

“Like that’s your greatest of all time?”

“Yeah, they’re top tier. And I already know what your answer is going to be.”

“What’s my answer going to be?” Jack curiously asked and Druski simply pointed at you.

“Right over there.”

“What the?! HEY!” You screamed while looking at the two of them.

“Nah, that’s not a snack, my girl is a whole meal that I plan on devouring after we leave here.”

“JACKMAN! BEHAVE!”

“I am behaving! But food wise, definitely garden salsa sun chips.”

“This was a hot ass mess from start to finish.” You said while looking over at Neelam who couldn’t believe the chaos that occurred over the past twenty minutes.

“Are we even surprised at this point when these two are involved?”

“No, no we are not.”

“Baby! Let’s hurry up and leave so we can recreate the Luv is Dro music video.”

“Yall are disgusting from the time yall wake up until the time yall go to sleep.” Druski said before rolling his eyes.

“Sounds like something a single person would say, huh?”

“I’m tired of the Druski slander!”

“Not slander, just calling it like I see it.” You said while smiling up at him.

“We can recreate it as long as you show me your goat vaccination spot.” You said as Druski busted out laughing and Jack rolled his eyes.

“Oh, imma show you the spot alright.”

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Altair and Ivetta's Catacomb Adventure

Masterpost | Read on Ao3

Sooooo this was originally gonna be a fill for Whumptober 2022. Obviously that did not happen. But this has been in my head for literal years as vague ideas and impressions, and I wanted to get it out before we start getting into the endgame for this story. Hopefully yall like it!

Contains: Magic, undead, almost-possession, threats/blackmail, angst, complicated relationships, some blood

~~~

It was less than a week after he and Elze’ith parted ways that a knock came at his door.

That in and of itself wasn’t too unusual; sometimes locals sought him and Elze’ith out for the help that they offered. But this sound was far sharper and more insistent than the polite knocking he was used to. Having learned to trust his instincts, Altair approached the door warily and opened it slowly, keeping one hand at the ready to summon his flames if needed.

He wasn’t sure who he was expecting, but Ivetta Vernier definitely wasn’t at the top of that list. Flames danced from his fingertips as his gaze sharpened into a glare. “What are you doing here?”

Her flat expression didn’t change. “Lord Denholm has a task for you, Altair Buchannan.”

“Tell him I’m not interested,” he said, already starting to close the door. Lord Denholm already had Elze’ith; he didn’t need anything else from them.

Ivetta’s foot caught the door before it could fully close. “The Lord of the Valley would like to remind you,” she said, still impassive, “That your partner is staying in Castle Tergoria, and your refusal would reflect poorly on him.”

Ice flooded Altair’s veins. He didn’t know why he didn’t expect this. It wasn’t enough to Lord Denholm to keep them apart, to have Elze’ith alone and isolated and at his mercy. No, Elze’ith also had to be a hostage to keep Altair in line. And it was going to work, because Altair wasn’t going to do anything to make things worse for Elze’ith. Not before he was able to get Elze’ith out.

He set his jaw. “Right. What does he want?”

“There have been some problems with undead in the catacombs. He thinks you’d do a good job at taking care of it.”

Undead. He could do that. He’d do better if Elze’ith were here, but he could manage on his own. “Okay. Give me the location, and I’ll head out later today.”

Ivetta’s face didn’t change, but somehow she still gave off an air of disapproval. “You’re not going alone. I’m going with you.”

He tried and failed not to scowl. “I don’t need your help.”

“Well, you’re getting it.” Her tone brokered no argument. “Pack your things— we’ll be there a while, so make sure you have enough supplies. We leave in ten minutes.”

---

“So what’s the story of this place?”

The entrance to the catacombs seemed to be a natural cave, but several hundred feet in it began to show signs of deliberate tunneling— too smooth, too straight, no stalactites or stalagmites. The site was old, though, that much he could tell. He wondered if it was connected to the ruins he and Elze’ith had found earlier.

Ivetta barely glanced back at him. “Does it matter?”

He didn’t know why he expected anything other than dismissiveness. Ivetta didn’t seem like the type to be interested in history the way Elze’ith was. But idle curiosity aside— “It’ll be easier to handle the undead here if I know what to expect. Undead born of different magic and circumstances don’t act the same way.”

He still couldn’t quite see her face from where she was two paces ahead of him, but he could have sworn her demeanor relaxed ever so slightly. “Can’t say I know the whole story. But the tombs here go back millenia. Easier than trying to bury bodies through two feet of snow. Doesn’t stop the undead problem, though. Lord Denholm thinks it has something to do with the leyline. Prolonged exposure causing reanimation.”

A leyline, hm? It had been a while since he had looked at any arcane maps, but he did think he remembered something about a leyline running through this region. That amount of ambient magic could definitely disturb the dead. Might even be why there were so many monsters in the area.

He had a feeling that it wasn’t the whole story. The dead typically didn’t just reanimate themselves, even with a lot of magic to draw from. Usually there was something more at work. But if Ivetta was being so cagey about it, Altair had a feeling Lord Denholm had some part to play in it. Which meant animus was likely a key factor.

“Gotcha. Good to know.” He kept a careful watch at the firelight flickering on the walls, but there was no writing, no carvings, no signs of the tombs they were entering into yet. “Anything I should keep in mind as we’re going through? I don’t want to disrespect this place.”

“No. There’s no point. The dead don’t care, and they’re the only ones who are here to see.”

---

No heraldry or adornment signaled the passageway opening up into the first chamber of the catacombs. The walls merely gave way to open space, the torches suddenly unable to illuminate all of the darkness as Altair and Ivetta lingered at the threshold. Rows upon rows of caskets laid before them, weathered with age and yet seeming timeless in their stillness.

Nothing moved. There was no wind, no sound. For a moment, it seemed even the firelight paused to observe the aura of stagnation.

Then, a pulse of energy, so subtle Altair wouldn’t have noticed it were it not for the chill that ran down his spine. That sense of wrongness was the only thing that allowed him to jump back in time as a specter, formless and screaming, rushed forward with indistinct hands reaching out to grab and seize and cling.

Fire leapt from his fingertips as instinctively as the muttered curse left his lips. The heat and light made the specter shriek; a single, well-placed swing of Ivetta’s sword dissipated it entirely.

Simple. Easy. Almost too much so. It didn’t escape Altair, based on how hazy it was, how old and weak and desperate the specter was. It had been down here a long, long time, evidently. He almost felt bad for it, wasting away until it forgot any remnant of what it had once been.

But Ivetta was already walking forward. “C’mon. There’s more where that came from.”

---

A faint tugging at the back of his mind as they set up camp made Altair’s heart leap.

He knew that magic, almost as well as his own. He’d been waiting for it ever since he staggered back to his and Elze’ith’s cabin, all alone. He had started to wonder if it would never come. And while this wasn’t an ideal time, he was too happy that Elze’ith was finally reaching out to him to care.

Heart racing with excitement, he started digging through his pack. Some polished metal would give him the reflection he needed to talk to his partner again, to make sure Elze’ith was okay, to figure out what they needed to do next. He just needed to—

“What are you doing?”

Altair whirled around. Ivetta was standing over him, face stern. Gods, he hadn’t even noticed her approach, with how focused he was on Elze’ith. The pull still thrummed in the back of his mind, and he scowled at her for interrupting. “None of your business.”

“I think it is my business.”

“I’m not going to stab you or anything. Just—“ and he stood, pack in hand, because he needed to not be talking to her right now, he needed to be talking to Elze’ith—

But Ivetta caught his arm, and didn’t let go when he tried to pull away. “No. You’re going to stay here.”

“Let. Go.” Why did she care so much? It’s not as if she knew what he was trying to do.

Did she?

“No.” There was a dangerous edge in Ivetta’s voice. “Now sit down before you do something that will get both of us killed.”

Elze’ith’s call pulsed once again in his mind, and Altair scoffed a bit hysterically. “You really want me to believe that—“

Ivetta’s grip on his arm tightened. Her other hand drifted towards the sword on her belt. The careful tension in her posture said more than words ever could.

Altair swallowed, but let his bag fall. “Fine.” He could wait. It hurt, but if he had to bide his time until Ivetta was distracted, or even better, asleep, then so be it. He could do that.

Hopefully Elze’ith could, too.

---

After what felt like an eternity and no time at all, the connection with Elze’ith withered and faded. Altair wasn’t sure if he wanted to strangle Ivetta or just curl up and sob.

The damn woman never went to sleep. Even after the fire turned to embers and then ash, he never heard her relax from her watchful position or her breathing even out into slumber. No chance arose for him to slip away and connect with his partner, or even to chase his own rest.

The stillness and silence and utter darkness was just so utterly disheartening.

Ivetta lit a torch; Altair scowled at the light, or maybe just at her. “Get ready. We need to get moving again.”

---

Chills ran up and down Altair’s spine as they scoured the catacombs, not entirely due to the cold. Trepidation lingered on the edge of his awareness, had him tensely jumping at every wayward flicker of their torches. Spirits and specters couldn’t always possess the living, and they didn’t always try. And while under normal circumstances, he would be confident in his abilities to repel such efforts from weakened spirits like the ones they were facing, he couldn’t say he was anymore.

He tried to tell himself it was a rational fear, based on the damage the demon might have done to his soul’s defenses while he had been previously possessed. That was all it was.

Somehow, though, it wasn’t the incorporeal undead they spent the day returning to their rest. Instead they were met with skeletons, their flesh having long since sloughed off their bones, magic holding their forms together in visible networks of not-quite-nerves and veins. It would have been incredible to see, were it not so horrifying.

Those streams of magic, though, weren’t able to withstand a well-placed blow from Ivetta’s sword.

“Do you even need me?” Altair’s voice was flat, but there was an undercurrent of anxiety to it. “You seem to have this well-handled.”

“It would be foolish to go in alone,” Ivetta said, sheathing her blade. “And the undead won’t be this fragile the further in we go. Now come on. We should find a place to make camp.”

---

The call came again that night after they had settled down to sleep.

Altair wasn’t even sure if he was still awake. The fire had long gone out, leaving the catacombs pitch black and achingly cold. He could have just as easily been asleep, been dreaming, been yearning for his partner to reach out again. But the world was solid and the air was crisp in a way that told him that this was real; Elze’ith was reaching out to him yet again.

Hopeful anticipation set his heart aflame, but he forced himself to take a deep breath rather than leap into action. Ivetta was still nearby, and he wasn’t sure if she had finally decided to get some fucking sleep or not. He couldn’t let her find out what he was doing, lest she try to stop him again.

Slowly, achingly slowly, he started to ease himself out of his bedroll and into the chilled air of the catacombs. He barely made it halfway before a hand landed on his shoulder.

“Altair.”

He swallowed, forcing down his frustration. He hadn’t made a sound, and nothing with visible without a source of light this far down. How had she known? “Ivetta.”

“Go back to sleep, Altair.”

“I—“

“Go back,” she said, voice dangerously steely as she pushed Altair back down onto his bedroll, “to sleep.”

It occurred to him, in that moment, that he could try to overpower her. As strong as she was, he had magic and she didn’t. He could knock her out, take her out of the picture entirely, and finally be able to talk to his partner again.

But her threats rang in the back of his mind. There was no doubt that if he hurt Lord Denholm’s loyal enforcer, there would be consequences, and those consequences would fall on Elze’ith. He couldn’t do that to him. Couldn’t take that risk.

And did he really want her blood on his hands?

He didn’t try to get up again. Hours later, when the connection to Elze’ith flickered out without him having a chance to make any proper contact, he wondered if he made the right choice.

---

“How deep do these tunnels go?”

His voice echoed off the cave walls, resonant and out of place. Ivetta’s voice somehow fit right in.

“I’ve heard they go for miles.”

“You don’t know?”

“It’s been decades since anyone’s mapped them out properly. Not since before Lord Denholm claimed this land, and he’s been preoccupied with other things.”

Altair scoffed. “Yeah, preoccupied with being a fucking creep.”

The soft cadence of footsteps next to him fell silent. “Careful, Buchannan.”

“What? It’s true. Every time we’ve met he’s been fucking slimy. And now he’s all but kidnapped Elze’ith, and—“

The rest of his rant, his bitter words about Ivetta’s complacency, died on his lips as she suddenly seized his shoulder and slammed him against the cave wall. The barest touch of anger colored her impassive face. “Enough.”

“Oh? Am I bothering you?” Part of Altair knew he really shouldn’t press his luck. Mostly, he didn’t care. “Then stop kissing Lord Denholm’s ass and let me talk to Elze’ith.”

Her face didn’t change; at least not in any way that Altair could read. “I can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“I wouldn’t expect you to understand, Buchannan.”

Well. She was probably right about that. Altair wasn’t sure if he could understand.

---

The next call from Elze’ith coming during their next encounter with the undead came as a surprise, enough to catch Altair off-guard as a specter surged forward into him.

The warmth of his partner’s magic was overwhelmed by the cold of the specter’s magic surrounding him, making his muscles seize and his lungs clench. Its mournful wail encompassed all of his senses, almost brought him to scream in tandem at the depth of fear and anguish. He could almost sense how it had died, how desperate it was to live again, if only it had a body—

A solid, forceful hand grabbed his arm and pulled him stumbling back. Blinking through the haze, he was just able to catch Ivetta dispelling the specter with a well-placed swing of her sword.

Something like grief clenched his heart. He couldn’t listen to it. The dead were gone; he couldn’t be their vessel back into the living world.

He had his own life to live, his own unfinished business to tend to.

---

Ivetta, Altair was learning, was a very skilled swordmaster. But even she was not immune to lapses in judgment.

“Look out!”

As Ivetta’s attention was focused on deflecting a blow, a skeleton brought down a clawed hand on her from behind. It was too quick for her to react. Her guard was down.

Altair’s wasn’t.

There wasn’t time to properly block the blow, or to wield his magic to turn the skeleton to dust without burning Ivetta. So Altair followed his instinct. He lurched forward to meet a rush of pain and satisfaction as the claw met the flesh of his shoulder instead of the skin of Ivetta’s neck.

He was no stranger to the sting of his flesh being split, or blood running rapidly down his skin, but the foul necrotic magic that animated the skeleton seeped into the wound and made it burn. He stumbled in time with the sound of bones clattering to the ground, one set after the other. Then an arm steadied him, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Altair.”

Grimacing, he pulled away, not wanting to lean on Ivetta for any longer than necessary. A single deep breath for stability was all he indulged himself with before he looked at the wound. It almost looked like the magic was making it fester. “I’m fine.

“No you’re not.”

He wasn’t. But he had to deal with it, because Elze’ith wasn’t there to heal him. “I’m fine. I have bandages in my pack. I’ll wrap it, and then we can keep moving.”

Ivetta stared at him for a moment, then nodded. “I’ll watch your back while you do. ...Take your time.”

---

Another call came as they made their way through an open chamber, surrounded by coffins on all sides in a seemingly endless expanse. The magic vanished in the few minutes it took them to cross the vast space, empty of everything but memories and the light their torches cast.

It was a good thing Ivetta was there to force him to press on, because otherwise Altair might have broken down. He had no idea how long they had been down there. He had no idea how many times Elze’ith had tried and failed to reach out. He had no idea if he’d ever be able to reply. And he was getting so, so tired.

---

The wound wasn’t healing.

As he unwrapped it to change the bandages, he could tell it was still sluggishly bleeding, even all these hours later, and there was a faint tinge of tainted magic clinging to his exposed flesh. Maybe that was why he felt so faint, why his magic wasn’t coming to him as easily as it should.

Though he wanted to curse, he just bit his lip and rewrapped the wound. There was nothing he could do about it. He just had to endure until he could get out.

He wished Elze’ith would call for him again. Maybe that sliver of a connection, even if he couldn’t fulfill his end of it, would be enough to guide him through this.

---

“You could leave me down here, you know.”

Ivetta looked at him strangely. “Why would I do that?”

“I mean—“ Altair gestured vaguely. “You don’t like me. I don’t think your- Lord Denholm does, either. Seems like it’d be easier to let me die down here.”

“Maybe. If either of us wanted you dead.” Ivetta held out her waterskin. “But you’re strong. Good at what you do. That much is clear. It’d be a shame to waste that.”

“Hm.” Altair took the waterskin. He didn’t know how he felt about that. Certainly not good, but…

They agreed on something.Even if their reasons fundamentally differed.

---

“This is the last chamber.”

Altair almost didn’t hear her. He was mourning the lost of another fleeting connection to Elze’ith as it flickered and died. But his gaze was set on the violent whirling of specters above them, the way the air thrummed with magic and anticipation.

“Are you ready, Altair?”

His arm burned. His feet were stones. His heart ached.

“Let’s get this done.”

---

Eventually, Ivetta carried him back out into the sunlight. Somehow, Altair didn’t cry. Part of him wanted to, though. It was so good to be out of that place.

He managed to walk back to the cottage under his own power. Drank one of his precious healing potions before collapsing back into bed. Didn’t notice Ivetta leaving, didn’t care. Just slept, knowing that Elze’ith’s next call would wake him up.

The call never came.

[acaciapines]

nano day twenty-six

words today: 2699

words total: 70717

and im DONE!!! i finished!!! it took. seventy thousand words but for the future is DONE!!! and nearly 15k longer than thanks to them lol. god knows how long watching and dreaming will be. wouldnt it be funny if its like. 10k words. imagine how much of a letdown that would be.

but thats for later! right now im DONE and free and its. wild. like. yall the thing about working on one project almost daily since june of 2022 is that it becomes literally your entire life. you start to just be like, yeah, owl house daemon au, ill always be writing that. but then you get closer and closer to the end. and its like. oh. oh no this isnt a forever thing. this thing has an ending. and i can see the ending. and im going to finish it.

WILD. IS WHAT IM SAYING.

this will be my last nano post! my nano project was ftf and i'm so happy to not write 1.6k words a day <3 it was fun for a month but not forever. i'll probably take a short break to write some fionna and cake daemon au stuff before i start to tackle watching and dreaming.

wild stuff, man. had a blast writing this.

my favorite part of what i wrote today:

Grr-click-growl wilts even more, and still pressed to the ground creeps closer to him, c’mere you and when did he start learning owl sounds? Why did he start learning own sounds? Why is there some part of him that wants to listen— “You wouldn’t come with me!” They jab a finger her direction and Grr-click-growl stops, eyes wide. “Nobody will! You just—fib, and say oh yeah we’re friends but I do everything ‘n you do nothing and I’m tired of it! Of you! Of King!” Rrr-grr-whistle— “Don’t call me that!” He could grab for stardust to blast at her but all the stardust is hers ‘n it burns to touch like home home home and no he can’t can’t ever gotta get out leave free this is a trap all just one big trap and why isn’t she running away why didn’t King run away. The trap was bright-gold. The trap was stardust. This is stardust too. Just another trap. He needs to tear it apart. The owl pauses. He can read the sorrow in her gaze and her big wide eyes, dark like space but nothing at all like space ‘cause the light is right-there and warm and not so far like his siblings. What if you stay, says some part of him. I get trapped, he reminds that part, ‘member?     But what if this time is different. He laughs. Even that wanting part of him laughs. ‘cause he knows nothing ever changes. Time and time again. Different shapes but all the same in the end. They just wanna trap ‘n use him. And he’s had enough of fibbers.

[wcamino-confessions]

Oogly boogly

I'm KingOfClovers. Some will know me, some will not, I got banned a few months ago.

I was never a great person ngl, kind of a rude, never did and still don't particularly care to cater to people's feelings but I was cordial, I am not here to whine and guilt my way back to wa, it is irredeemable, unless by the grace of God the leaders accidently hand over leadership to someone decent.

The priorities of leadership are out of order, things such as grooming aren't treated as harshly as crude jokes, this is because the current admins see sit to impart their own beliefs upon the system. For example there is a chat, moonclan. Originally founded by a user named Maui, who took a long break due to mental health, and allowed host-ship to be given to a friend, said friend passed it off to a friend of their own, and when she finally returned, she was my with a hostile staff which refused to even make her a moderator again. Three standing members of the moderation team are all roommates, one has been banned 3 separate times for grooming. Maui lashed out as her chat was stolen from her. Her story, her writing, the things she loved. And what did the lt do? Banned her and left the groomer alone. Why? Because rather than following the strict guidelines, such that art theft in any form results in an immediate, permanent ban, they imparted their beliefs. They decided they didn't like how Maui reacted and banned her.

I was banned because in 2017, I had the word "dick" in my bio. In 2022, I had the word asshole, on my wall. And in 1019, someone told me to kill myself, so I told them I fucked their mom.

In attempt to finish out the characters I was writing I logged into my alt. And was banned within a week. Valid, I was breaking the rules. But you know who still romps around WA to this day? Bravado, thunder, whatever you want to call him. He weeded his way through moonclan and turned people on eachother to put him in a position of power, I was banned from that Chat because of said weaseling.

The lt is ineffective. Because they let their power go to their head. I am not going to name it and advertise the one I am staff on, but I will tell you. There are other options. Don't sit in WA because it's the only option, if you choose to stay in that cesspool stay for the reason I did for so long, because it's home. And if not. Find a new home. Just search warriors, a dozen aminos will find you, and its not much now. And the Fandom is dying because kids these days just aren't reading warrior cats, and amino is hardly a valid platform. So let's us oldheads stick together. And go out and find someplace to call home, if I see you in ours, then godspeed, if you happen to join mine after reading this post, message me with a screenshot and I'll give you a trinket of some kind, maybe a design, adopt, custom, or even a commission, depending on the time and whatever most convenient.

This will always be somewhere on my account

And so, Mazel tov, I pray I see you in your new home, or that maybe this will simply inspire you to become staff in WA and fix it. Either way, I love yall

.

[papirouge]

I hope tate stays in prison and rots. He moved to romania, made a mockery of how the police can be bribed there so he could get away with anything, bounced around, then got beaten up in moldova with his brother for trying to pick up local girls there (remember when he converted to islam? And only talked about how only women were going to hell Lmao all haram what he was doing but whatever), then left for Dubai to brag about laws there being so perfect (hot bed for sex trafficking by men there too) only to come back to Romania, harass a teenager because shes focused on the environment on twitter and get his ass handed to him by not only her but the LOCAL POLICE OF ROMANIA FOR SEX TRAFFICKING God is good and his timing is perfect lmaooo

God is sooo good tbh. It was such a good year for Black women too since several media figures who publicly disrespected us got into serious trouble this year:

Kevin Samuel, a Black incel guru, who made his entire branding on dunking on Black women got found dead after having sex with a prostitute. What a tragic end for a man who mocked Black women for being ugly, masculine and fated to end alone. But ultimately dude is the one who died wasted, alone, found by a prostitute in a hotel room. Tragic🤍

Nikita Dragun, a transwoman who is known to say transwomen look better than real women and argued women stole their style from transwomen, and once made a "Imagine being Black? I could never" tweet, got jailed in a MALE prison after assaulting police officers (thank God such a menace wasn't allowed in a women's prison)

Tory Lanez found guilty for shooting Megan Thee Stalion💅🏾 As a reminder, Megan has been clowned for years over this, with incels and brainwashed women saying she lied, never got shot, etc.

2022 has been avenging Black women left and right and I'm really grateful for that🤍

Back to Tate.

I'm absolutely APPEALED by the amount of conservatives and antis obsessively using Epstein and Ghislaine as some sort of gotcha to deflect from whatever is coming for Tate. A few days ago I already called out Conservatives lack of consistency when it came to call out evil doers depending on whether they were favoring them or not. That's why then went off against Kim for the whole Balenciaga scandal, while not peeping a word about Kanye who was as much linked to this company since he ran catwalk for them a few months prior to this fiasco.

By frantically being like "b-but what about Ghislaine/Prince Andrew!!!" they show that they don't care about sexual trafficking/pedo networks, otherwise, they wouldn't downplay the fact that one (alleged) offender responsible over the fact that others are roaming free. Yes, other criminals have to be prosecuted, but people aren't allowed to celebrate one being down?? Should we, like, prosecute Everyone offender in the same time so yall finally stop deflecting on anothers to downplay such achievement?? "bUt wHat abOut EpSTeIn LiSt???" Tate is THE list. Those idiots are so hyperfocused on Epstein they can't remotely handle the fact that several networks can coexist🤦🏾‍♀️

Tate being jailed doesn't mean no other offender isn't going to get busted anyway but these people looooove acting like people couldn't care about more than one predator. "people rejoicing at Tate have been reaaal silent about Ghislaine/Epstein" is such a retarded strawman that is easily disproven by the fact that there are countless of people (and yes, even Liberals/Leftists) actually who exposed this scandal and have bee asking for names....

And let's not forget how these idiots don't seems to understand that the Romania police did it's job by arresting an offender on its own soil. Why do they feel the need to talk about Ghislaine or prince Andrew when they're not Romanian citizens or on this country soil... If they have a problem with the UK or US police system not investigating their own share of offenders, they should address their grievances to their own police system and stop trying to deflect from the achievement of the Romanian police or bothering twitter users for not doing enough when this is the police job to bust criminals, not random netizens....

Look how they're defending Tate saying he "allegedly" sex trafficked people, when they've been arguing for years some people were straight up pedophiles just based off their name being on Epstein travel logs..... Sorry but the math ain't mathing : if you have the energy to argue someone is a pedophile bc they ordered pizza and travelled along Epstein, than you shouldn't be wishy washy to call Tate a sex trafficker with all the evidence that is around, especially when dude is pretty open about what he's doing (migrating to Romania itself is indeed super sus).

Tbh this hypocrisy is what's angering me more than Tate and his antics. Tate is an idiot but seeing other idiots acting like they were soooo much smarter than everyone in the room because they refuse to see the obvious is absolutely infuriating. They are so far up their own b*tthole they can't even manage to see the light of reason SMH

[solarsavoy]

I posted 747 times in 2022

That's 720 more posts than 2021!

261 posts created (35%)

486 posts reblogged (65%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@heyhellohihowareyou

@bismuthwisdom

@averagemafuyukinnie

@henbit-7

@ao3feed-assassin-class

I tagged 684 of my posts in 2022

Only 8% of my posts had no tags

#assassination classroom - 118 posts

#solarsavoyart - 97 posts

#solarsavoyasks - 89 posts

#daily delivery - 79 posts

#solarsavoyfics - 70 posts

#nagisa shiota - 44 posts

#ao3 fanfic - 43 posts

#20 days of assassination classroom 2022 - 43 posts

#karma akabane - 41 posts

#krystar - 30 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#because im a writer that talks to my characters as though they were real and running rp accounts pretending to be them how do i know im not

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

No one asked, but I really wanted to answer it!

Ask game.

3 - 3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?

And I actually have 4 so... Here we go!

Treasure Planet. So underrated, which is totally unfair. Beautiful story and one of the few (if not only) Disney movies that don't have a love interest for the MC. It's all about growing up and finding yourself and found family. In fact, just realized, Jim is like Stag in that regard. Both were abandoned at a young age by their fathers and became rebellious to the point of being impossible to deal with until their father figure came into their life. And also, never having a father of my own to look up to, this really resonates with me. Haha, Deshi's dad left him at a young age too. I'm sensing a theme. 😆 Unlike Stag though, Deshi doesn't need a father figure in the sense that he's not looking for one nor does he find one. (Although Lord Carroll does get close...)

Sinbad, another underrated film. By Dreamworks this time. The most alluring part of this film:

That fucking hair!!! Man, I could just watch how her hair flows forever. Like, nobody has ever made hair that moves like this before, or since! It's close to underwater hair, but not quite, so Little Mermaid doesn't count. But seriously, that fucking hair. And Sinbad is pretty funny. 😆 Most quoted scene between Deo and I, a dude gets thrown up by a sea monster, shakes it off, and goes to attack again. "Give that guy a raise." -Sinbad Yes, please. He deserves it. 😀👍

Anastasia. I loved this movie growing up. Rasputin what such a terrifying bad guy, and Anastasia was anything but weak. Despite it not being a Disney flick at the time, it broke the mold on Disney princesses. Tangled and Frozen hadn't come out yet and Anastasia was the only princess to do what she wants, when she wants, how she wants. Instead of the man saving her from some evil villain, he saves her in the very beginning from a threat to the royal family. And then she saves herself from Rasputin at the end. Well, and Dimitri, because, you know, he was hanging off a bridge. So many movies before this were misogynistic and so many after are so feminist that they really diss on males, but in Anastasia, they are equals simply facing the world together, and to me, that's just beautiful. And this:

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#4

20 Days of Assassination Classroom 2022!

I totally meant to hype up the challenge like Hailey did with MaeIso week and didn't. 😅 Anyway, the 20 day Assassination Classroom challenge starts in 3 days! Get your drawings ready!

32 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

#3

20 Days of Assassination Classroom 2022, Day 20

Episode 1...

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33 notes - Posted October 20, 2022

#2

20 Days of Assassination Classroom 2022, Day 1

It's a tie. I couldn't help it. 💙

Small reminder of the rules: just reblog the latest reblog with your additional answer to keep the chain going! A new post will be made for each day. No time limit to reblog. Enjoy!

37 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Saw someone else post a pic of an older version of Danny and I just had to add my own. ^^ It was done a year and a half ago, but I hope yall like it!

48 notes - Posted June 24, 2022

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[jeffbytes]

posting a gush of a different kind on here 🤭 cute little exposition story for my self ship absence cus they dont use tumblr so im freeeee to be as mushy as i want on here muhahahaaa it's long and sappy and emotional and awaauuggfhhh

i've found the one yall. THE ONE. i've barely felt any self shippy feelings since March, since i opened myself back up to my old 2021 flame and we reignited what was, but 20,000 times better. i cannot begin to describe my feelings,, but i will certainly try

we had a, not so much a relationship in 2021 but we were definitely heading down that path together. i was really insecure, i didn't feel like i deserved her, for all the same reasons i'll get to later, and our time difference and her job put a lot of strain on our contact. this made me make the worst decision i ever made in early 2022.. to call things off with her. i dont remember much of that year now, it was one of the worst i'd had, sitting in regret and misery, trying to fill the hole, wondering why on earth i gave up the best thing i ever had. i realise now that my insecurity made me always need more from our connection to make me feel like i was worth it, that i was always asking too much and adding pressure bc i didnt feel secure if i didnt have that extra time, that extra reassurance, that extra "proof" that i was really worth her time. i made her feel like she wasnt enough when she did so much for me and was so valuable to me and my life. i was so caught up in my own self doubt that i was totally blind to it. the realisation i'd made her feel that way when i care so so deeply about her, it was a devastating revelation and one i have been working on deeply ever since. i thought with all this, there'd be no hope for us again in the future and our story was very much a closed book.

then this year came around.

i had a peak moment of feeling as though i'd hit rock bottom with no way back up, and had a full scale emotional breakdown in February that very nearly ended me. despite me ghosting her for what i thought was "the best thing for her" and being off and distant, avoiding her contact and trying to keep myself at arms length to try and do good for her i assumed in my head - she still DMed me that day, and told me that i still had value in her life and that she wanted me to still talk to her and call her. that fear of her life being better off without me speaking to her was in fact false, and we reconnected again on those grounds, started calling again, found a new rhythm and a new schedule.

our very first call after nearly a year, it was like old times and no time had passed. we still laughed the same and flowed perfectly. she told me of a trip she'd been saving for that fell through, and we joked that the trip to the UK she'd planned with me all that time ago could still be a thing - she ends up booking a flight that same call. and i instantly realised the problem with my enthusiasm and her asking me "is this ok, can i come and stay?" there was a minor problem, absolutely

i realised during these next few calls that my feelings for her never truly went away. i did try, i realised i connected so hard to Clementine and my ship with her as the accidental parallels to my previous were so stark. Jeffentine became so important to me because it was the happy ending i never got to have in that same scenario, or so i thought. i mean obviously the ship bloomed into more and its own thing over time but that foundation, that reason Jeffentine became so core to me i realise was not just because i loved Clem so much, but because i never stopped loving the person Clem was filling in for, no matter how much i tried to convince myself i had and fill the void with self ships and trying to move on by speaking to new people. it was part of the reason i hated seeing anyone else with Clem, besides the obvious - it was like seeing a stranger taking that happy ending away from me. it was during this period i had that afformentioned realisation that it was very likely my insecure behaviours and my added pressure that drove us apart, and with all of these things combined, i was being torn apart. it was hard enough thinking there'd be no avenue back together due to the time difference, but adding on that it was my behaviour that contributed to that, i thought there was absolutely no way.

i swallowed my pride, i called with her one morning in March, and i laid all my cards on the table. i apologised for the way i acted, the pressure i added to her, the way i made her feel like she wasnt good enough when she tried so hard, and i confessed that i still felt the same way i did back in 2021. to my utter disbelief, while it wasnt immediate (she was not long out of a difficult proximity relationship), she was open minded about our reconnection. i literally..... i could not begin to describe how it felt. how i mourned something for nearly a year, and had this small glimpse of hope.

the topic was to be readdressed later in the year, in her words, and since then we've just been flourishing. i've had one or two moments of doubt that she's reassured me on, but the change has been so drastic and so amazing. the new schedule navigates the 8hr time difference near flawlessly. we've got this brilliant fun dynamic and can talk together so easily, have comfortable silences or long incoherent NPC like babbles. we've both fallen asleep together on calls (not at the same time obvs with that time diff) she sends me mail, comforts me in all the many times of need i've had since due to medical problems, i love to listen to her stories and about her day, it's like 2022 never happened and we've been cheeky bouncing little cute romantic gestures now and then even though that topic wasn't supposed to come back til later in the year 🤭 we're both asexual (aego) and feel totally comfortable around each other knowing neither of us wants to tread any line of discomfort cus ultimately we both want the exact same thing, and have all the same preferences, to the point it's uncanny how fitting we are.

we're waiting until her trip to the UK in December to see if we're making things official -there's a lot of serious discussion that'd need to be had with me very emotionally and medically attached to the UK, but for now we're just living in the present and having fun and enjoying each others company and we'll worry about whatever else when the time comes. while i'm still insecure a lot of the time, it no longer manifests in needing something to negate it, i manage it on my own with the techniques i learned through CBT, and she boosts my confidence so much with her kind words and her actions. i open my eyes more to these things and use them to help navigate my insecurity, taking comfort in what is already right in front of me, knowing that if i wasn't good enough or wasn't the one, those things would not exist, those words would not be said. i'm so incredibly lucky and grateful for this second chance and i'm going to nurture this opportunity with all the love and self growth i can, in the hopes it will eventually hatch into the first relationship i've had in 6 years, and the first one i can actually genuinely call love.

because i do. it's not the right time to say the L word to her yet, that'll come when the time is right - but i'll say it here. i love her. i know it, it feels so genuine, i've never felt this way about anyone before in my life. not a single previous partner gave me this same sense of feeling like i'm on the right path in life the path that fate intended, and my destination is her. her laugh is so sweet and her personality is so peppy and confident and enthusiastic, shes got a brilliant sense of humour and a very sharp mind. she's serious when she needs to be but also very playful and silly. she's responsible, the perfect balance of childlike wonder and mature levelheadedness. she's immensely caring in her own unique love language that's unlike any other i've seen, there's no single category it seems to fall under as she covers so many bases with her gestures of good will, her kind words, the behaviours and things she will do for me that shows me she cares in her own personal way.

shes STUNNING. shes very self conscious of her appearence sometimes but man, i wish she could see what i see. shes positively radiant. her hair falls in the perfect way without even trying, her fashion sense is so well coded and falls so well on her perfect shape, her california dazzling smile and her sick piercings and her lovely tattoos and oh my gosh, her eyes. theyre the most beautiful sparkling ones ive ever seen, the most oceanic shimmery blue 💙

i'm so beyond enamoured with every single thing about her. there's not a single thing i would ever change about her, besides perhaps putting her in an L postcode because i want nothing more than to be by her side. i want her to be here, to be safe from terrible American healthcare and insane rent prices, the wildfires and earthquakes and pumas and sharks and whatever bloody else her state wants to put her in danger with. i want her to have the nice mild weather she craves, the cool breezes and the rain and the snow. i want to show her the world, and bring her to a safe haven here in the UK where she can always feel loved and always feel as perfect as she is, where she can access healthcare without having to worry about the cost, where she can live comfortably and financially secure, where she would never have to fear driving again with a solid public transport system, or getting to be the passenger princess forever (i've gone on record saying i will absolutely learn to drive to achieve that, i would be her personal 2002 ford focus chariot 😭💀) i know it's too early to say but i know that if she wanted to as well, later down the line, i feel like i've found the person i would love to spend the rest of my life with. settle down, let her have any dog she wants in a nice large house in Merseyside, take them for walks in Formby, travel Europe together now it'd be right on her doorstep, go and see all the old castles and architecture she loves and just feel at peace knowing neither of us would ever have to be scared or fearful of the one we love ever again. i hope to achieve even just a fraction of this during her first two week visit, to show her all the beautiful places in the UK, to show hercmy home of Liverpool, and how welcoming, friendly and picturesque it is. to welcome her into my flat and have her feel so comfortable and safe and happy that it ends up feeling like an extention of her own home too. i wanna see the wonder in her beautiful eyes as she takes in this whole new world she's never experienced before, and be the man to show her these things, and show her the true meaning of trust, love and companionship.

i'm not scared anymore.

i'm a domestic violence survivor, who thought i would never be attracted to anyone ever again, in any way at all. i fear nothing now. being in my home, sharing my bed, sleeping beside each other, all things i once feared that i'm now extremely hopeful for. she's helped me learn to love again, and one day she'll know this. but for now, it's just a silly lil tumblr post :) ❤️