#there's only 5 of them!!! and 3 of then are earl!!!!!

[defira85]

I know I've complained about insanely lazy world building in FR so many times before but it really is something that in naming multiple critically important NPCs in Baldur's Gate who were all in similar positions of government and were all active during the early to mid 1480s (around Murder in Baldur's Gate time) we've got:

Five deputies who all report directly to the Council of Four. Of these five deputies, we have the following gentlemen

Harbormaster Erl

Master of Walls Osmurl, and

Master of Cobbles Esgurl

Don't slur or mumble when you're calling for an assistant in parliament because it'll take you a half dozen attempts to get the right Master Earl sent to your office apparently

[redtsundere-writes]

Date 3. Drinking Tea

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Soldier!Reader

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Summary: You just want to help Ghost to stop harming himself… These aren't dates, okay?

Word Count: 1646 words.

TW: MNDI. +18. Self-harm. Smut. Possessiveness and Jealousy.

The same old nightmare. Incoherent music, cigarette stench, foam escaping from her red lips, a single breast spilled out of her dress. Going back there meant being a vulnerable 12-year-old boy again. His knees trembled, his eyes filled with tears, and he could barely breathe while his father laughed out loud. He wanted to erase it from his mind, he wanted to escape into the rain that hid his torture. 

Ghost suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed to breathe again, reaching the surface before drowning. He looked around. He was at the base. Soap was snoring with one arm hanging out the bunk, Gaz was hugging his pillow and Price was grunting incoherently at the Makarov of his nightmares. He was safe. The remains of that nightmare appeared with each confused blink. He needed to get them out, and he knew a good way to do it.

Ghost shook the bunk bed again as he got up. He looked at your bed apologetically, but realized you weren't there. His mind thought the worst, and he ran out of the room to look for you in the minibar, but you weren't there. He went down to the kitchen and a small light was on. He went into it to stop you, but you were just kneeling in front of the shelf where the tea was kept.

“Good night, LT,” you greeted him in a whisper. Ghost sighed in relief. “Earl Grey or Yorkshire?” 

“Earl Grey.”

“I'll make you a cup.” You shook the two tea bags with some excitement.

“You didn't even ask me if I wanted one,” Ghost said.

“You're Brit, of course you want one,” you joked with a smile, to which he rolled his eyes.

“Couldn't sleep?” He inquired. 

“No. I guess you couldn't either.” Ghost shook his head. “Good thing you’re here and not at the gym.”

After spending so much time with Price in his office filled with reports, you had already learned how he liked his tea. You filled the kettle with water to put it on the stove. You shook the tea bag to avoid breaking the string of the bag when opening it. You poured the water and let the tea steep to finally add a splash of milk. All that was left was to add a couple of teaspoons of sugar just the way Price likes it.

“Sugar?” You asked.

“And ruin a good cup of tea? No, thanks,” Ghost replied. You couldn’t help but giggle.

“I haven’t heard that in a long time.” Ghost frowned under his balaclava. “My father used to say that every time” you commented, placing both cups on the table. 

“Used to?” Ghost inquired.

“He passed away a couple of years ago.”

You stared at the reflection in your cup. After 5 children and an unplanned pregnancy, your mother died after your birth. Even though he wasn’t the father of the year, he always tried to give his best even though he didn’t have the emotional tools to do so, since he was used to only dealing with men. He didn’t know how to do pigtails, play tea party, or what to do in shark weeks. There were few things you had in common with the rest of your family, but instead of being an intruder, you were always the princess of the house.

You smiled as you watched Ghost pull his mask up over his mouth to drink his tea, stopping under his nose. His short beard stuck out a bit, not having shaved in weeks.

“You remind me a bit of him, you know?” You commented before taking a sip of the tea. “He was kind of grumpy and strict, a tough guy.” You sighed.

“You miss him?” Ghost didn’t realize what he had asked until the words escaped his lips.

“A lot. All my brothers and I loved him very much,” you replied with a small, nostalgic smile. “We tried everything to convince him to get his lung cancer treated. It was stage 4, but there was a chance it could be cured. Do you know what he told us? ‘Leave me alone. You’re too old to cry for daddy.’”

You clenched the handle of your mug at the bittersweet memory. It was funny in retrospect, but it wasn’t at the time. It was one of the few times all the brothers got together in the house where they grew up. They all had careers, lives made, so it was rare that they could meet in life outside of Christmas or a birthday. You stayed behind while your brothers yelled at him that he was a fucking coward for not even trying to treat his cancer.

“Who do you call a fucking coward, ungrateful brats?!” Your father exploded. He tried to get up from his recliner, but his old knees wouldn't let him. “It's manly to know when to give up! My time has come, and I'm not going to die in a cold hospital when I can die right here!”

Your brothers kept shouting like only men know how to fix their problems, while you just listened with your arms crossed and your back against the wall. You knew your old man very well. He wasn't going to change his mind, he preferred to die before betraying his pride. It was a lose-lose situation. You waited for your brothers to calm down so you could order takeout. After the meal and the defeat, one by one they left to return home to their wives and children, leaving your father and you alone.

You sat on the couch next to his recliner and took his hand, bony from old age and calloused from years of hard work, to support a large family by himself. You wanted to cry knowing that you would lose the only father you had ever had, but the recent grief had left you without strength, without the energy to even shed a single tear. You stayed silent for a while while he watched the television, wondering through your thoughts and sorting out your fears.

“Everything okay at work, kid?” He asked you without taking his eyes off the evening news program.

“My entire squad died on our last mission. It seems that I will be sent to another base soon.” Your voice almost broke when you gave him the bad news.

“Weaklings.” Your father snapped angrily.

“We were intercepted, I survived by pure luck,” you denied his comment.

“No. You survived because you are my daughter and I didn’t raise any weaklings.” A small smile escaped your lips at that. “I already wrote my will. You are going to keep the house.” That you did not expect.

“I can’t accept it, Dad. This house is huge. One of my brothers and their families would do better use of it,” you explained.

“Don’t start with your bullshit! You are the princess of this house and always will be, so say, ‘thank you, Dad,’ and shut up!” He yelled.

“Thank you, Dad,” you replied obediently.

“Now, make me a nice cup of tea. It tastes better when you make them,” he scolded you.

You drank your tea, afraid of burning your tongue, but it was already at the perfect temperature. That was the last time you saw your father before you found him dead the next time you visited. Being so used to death, you weren’t scared. You called an ambulance as if it was a formal call with your former captain. While your brothers cried at the funeral, you just watched as the man who raised you, fed you, educated you, being buried with your cheeks completely dry. “You’re too old to cry for daddy now,” you thought as you watched your older brothers covering daddy with soil. 

A tear fell into the tea, a pinch of salt in the sweetness. Before you knew it, one after another, they wet your cheeks. You tried to wipe the tears as quickly as possible with the back of your hand. How embarrassing to cry in front of your lieutenant, but they kept escaping out of control. 

“Sorry, I'm trying to hold back, but I can't,” you sobbed.

“Go ahead. Don't stop. I won't tell anyone,” he promised you in a murmur.

Unintentionally, Ghost opened the faucet of the tub even more, which was overflowing with feelings that you had kept deep inside you. You hid your face in your hands to cry for your father as you should have done years ago, but you hadn't allowed yourself to. A wave of memories took you by surprise. The time he taught you how to ride your pink bike that he gifted you for your birthday. That time he forced you to join your school's baseball team because all your brothers had done it, you ended up liking it. That time your father scolded you for failing half of your classes and threatened to send you to the army if you didn't get better grades. You didn't. 

Ghost didn’t know what to do. Seeing you cry broke his heart into a thousand pieces, but he was afraid to do anything that would make you feel worse. He didn’t have to deal with what you were going through. When his father passed away for the same reason, he and his younger brother laughed out loud as soon as they heard the news. Ghost didn’t miss his father, he would never remember him in a good light. He wasn’t like you, maybe that was what he liked about you. You had so many things in common, but you would never be like him, and he hoped it would stay that way. All he could do as you drowned in your own tears was drink from his cup of tea. It was delicious enough to waste it on a ghost.

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[defjux]

Here are 120 of my favorite hip hop albums, with only the first two rows being in order. This was tough for me, I tried to be as fair as possible and include the albums I grew up listening to that impacted me the most while also including the more recent albums that I listen to all the time. I’ll post the list below, and a version of the charts with the titles included. Let me know what you think, are any of your favorites here? If you've got a list of your own favorites, i'd love to see it. Peace. Chart with album titles included 1. De La Soul - Buhloone Mindstate 2. Cannibal Ox - The Cold Vein 3. Aesop Rock - The Impossible Kid 4. Billy Woods & Blockhead - Dour Candy 5. Company Flow - Funcrusher Plus 6. Madvillain - Madvillainy 7. OutKast - ATLiens 8. Mos Def - Black On Both Sides 9. El-P - I'll Sleep When You're Dead 10. Edan - Beauty & The Beat 11. Armand Hammer - Paraffin 12. Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth - The Main Ingredient 13. GZA - Liquid Swords 14. The Roots - Illadelph Halflife 15. Ghostface Killah - Supreme Clientele 16. Hermit and the Recluse - Orpheus vs. the Sirens 17. Organized Konfusion - Stress: The Extinction Agenda 18. A Tribe Called Quest - Midnight Marauders 19. Wu-Tang Clan - Enter the Wu-Tang ( 36 Chambers) 20. Camp Lo - Uptown Saturday Night 21. Redman - Dare Iz A Darkside 22. The Pharcyde - Labcabincalifornia 23. Aceyalone - A Book of Human Language 24. Black Moon - Enta Da Stage

25. zeroh - awfulalterations 26. Dark Time Sunshine - ANX 27. Jam Baxter - …So We Ate Them Whole 28. Freestyle Fellowship - Innercity Griots 29. Siah & Yeshua dapoED - The Visualz Anthology 30. Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star 31. MF DOOM - Operation: Doomsday 32. Little Brother - The Minstrel Show 33. Digable Planets - Blowout Comb 34. De La Soul - Stakes Is High 35. Juggaknots - Re:Release 36. Cavalier - Private Stock 37. Dr. Yen Lo - Days With Dr. Yen Lo 38. Mach-Hommy - DUMPMEISTER 39. Cult Favorite - FOR MADMEN ONLY 40. Aesop Rock - Skelethon 41. Earl Sweatshirt - some rap songs 42. Boldy James & Sterling Toles - Manger on McNichols 43. Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Hella Personal Film Festival 44. Common Sense - Resurrection 45. Avantdale Bowling Club - Avantdale Bowling Club 46. CunninLynguists - A Piece of Strange 47. Armand Hammer - Shrines 48. The Roots - Things Fall Apart 49. Deltron 3030 - Deltron 3030 50. The Doppelgangaz - Lone Sharks 51. Gang Starr - Moment Of Truth 52. Serengeti & Kenny Segal - Ajai 53. Heltah Skeltah - Nocturnal 54. E L U C I D - REVELATOR 55. Raekwon - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… 56. Billy Woods & Kenny Segal - Hiding Places 57. Jeru the Damaja - The Sun Rises In The East 58. Smif-n-Wessun - Dah Shinin 59. Big K.R.I.T. - 4eva Is a Mighty Long Time 60. O.C. - Word…Life 61 .Mach-Hommy - The G.A.T. (The Gospel According To…) 62. EPMD - Strictly Business 63. Ultramagnetic MC's - Critical Beatdown 64. Mobb Deep - The Infamous 65. Cities Aviv - MAN PLAYS THE HORN 66. Navy Blue - Gift of Gabriel: Rain’s Reign! 67. Milo - who told you to think??!!?!?!?! 68. Oddisee - The Good Fight 69. Eric B. & Rakim - Follow the Leader 70. Mr Key & Greenwood Sharps - Yesterday's Futures 71. Blackalicious - Nia 72. Quasimoto - The Further Adventures of Lord Quas 73. Shabazz Palaces - Black Up 74. Lord Finesse - The Awakening 75. Prince Paul - A Prince Among Thieves 76. Roc Marciano - Reloaded 77. Masta Ace - A Long Hot Summer 78. Sonic Sum - The Sanity Annex 79. Quelle Chris - Guns 80. Nas - Illmatic 81. Binary Star - Masters of the Universe 82. Souls of Mischief - 93 'til Infinity 83. Slum Village - Fan-Tas-Tic, Vol. 2 84. Mavi - let the sun talk 85. Public Enemy - It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back 86. Gravediggaz - 6 Feet Deep 87. Illogic - Celestial Clockwork 88. Blu & Exile - Below the Heavens 89. Dr. Octagon - Dr. Octagonecologyst 90. Mike - Disco! 91. Nickelus F & Ohbliv - Yellow Gold 3 92. lojii - due rent 93. The Koreatown Oddity - Little Dominiques Nosebleed 94. Dälek - From Filthy Tongue of Gods and Griots 95. Mos Def - The Ecstatic 96. Lords of the Underground - Here Come the Lords 97. Cities Aviv - Working Title For The Album Secret Waters 98 .Onry Ozzborn - c v p ii d 99. Fly Anakin & Big Kahuna OG - Holly Water 100. Black Milk - No Poison No Paradise 101. Busdriver - Thumbs 102. Kendrick Lamar - To Pimp a Butterfly 103. Artifacts - Between a Rock and a Hard Place 104. Mike Ladd - Welcome to the Afterfuture 105. Defcee & knowsthetime - Lacuna 106. R.A.P. Ferreira - purple moonlight pages 107. Scarface - The Diary 108. Mad Moon - MAD SPACE 109. Skipp Coon - Miles Garvey 110. Mattic & Madwreck - Ill Scholars 111. Mood - Doom 112. NoName - Room 25 113. Deca - The Ocean 114. Darc Mind - Symptomatic of a Greater Ill 115. Pete Rock & Ini - Center of Attention 116. Count Bass D - Dwight Spitz 117. Showbiz & A.G. - Goodfellas 118. Y Society - Travel At Your Own Pace 119. Theravada - Xenophon 120. Versis - Illcandescent

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[whatdudtheysay]

Context - You're on a boring 'date' with the duke of the north. But a certain someone keeps catching your eye...

Tw - slight nsfw but nothing major.

Note - this series will have switching povs to show inner thoughts of both main leads <3 - might include other important characters.

Credit - @cafekitsune

You sighed softly as you woke up in your large bed, stretching with a light moan.

Another day of pretending to be poised and demure. You got out of bed and stretched once more before heading over to the long and big rope bell in your room.

You shook it tiredly and only 0.5 seconds passed before five different maids entered, two carrying hot buckets of water and three empty handed.

They all curtsied in sync, smiling at you warmly.

"good morning, your highness."

"good morning." You greeted back.

The two with the water moved into your ensuite to prepare your bath while the others went to your huge closet, holding out different dresses until you decided to choose a simple light blue dress. They nodded, offering comments like "excellent choice" and "you'll look amazing in this dress, your highness."

But you've heard it all before. You were then ushered into the bathroom for a bath, the maids helping you undress before helping you into the warm water, their hands helping wash your hair.

It was nice of them to do but you thought it would stop when you were 16. However, your mother insisted.

Luckily, time passed quickly and you were out of the bath. luckily, after you 'kindly' told them to excuse you to dress yourself, they did.

After they left, you laid back on your bed, your towel slightly slipping off. You were dreading today. A date with a duke? He's probably been divorced 4 times and has 7 children.

You were dreading it. But it wasn't like you had a choice. You sat up quickly and pulled on some underwear, your stockings, then your dress and then your jewellery.

After a long thirty minutes of doing your hair and drowning yourself in rose perfume, you finally got up and headed downstairs.

There, you entered the dining room and saw your father at the head of the table, smoking a fat cigar and reading the royale newspaper as usual, your mother beside him, drinking some tea.

"good morning." You greeted before taking a seat opposite your mother.

"Morning, sweetness. Are you prepared?" Your father asked.

"Prepared?" You feigned ignorance, staring at the window as the maids served you breakfast.

"do not play dumb, y/n. It isn't befitting-"

"-of a Princess. I know, mother." You cut her off gently. "But do I have to go on this outing? I know you all want what's best for me but a duke?"

"you rejected 30 princes, 5 imperial knights and an earl. This is for your own good since you love being stubborn." Your dad sighed, turning the page of his paper. "I'm guessing you got that from your mother."

Your mother gave your father a glare before she refocused on her breakfast.

You wanted to argue further but you knew that they'd make the situation worse for you. You hated how your parents acted when it came to your life...

It was your only chance at living and yet you weren't in control. You were just a doll to them... And then you'd be a doll to your future husband. The cycle wouldn't end.

"Very well, then. I shall prepare." You grit out before getting up and leaving your breakfast untouched.

You were walking. You didn't know where but you were angry and you just needed to walk it off before you got yourself in more trouble.

You continued to mumble to yourself, ignoring the different palace helps who stopped to greet you. After almost five minutes, you looked up and realised you were in a deeper end of the palace.

Unsure, you glanced around. Despite living here since you were born, you'd never explored this much. You weren't allowed to. Funny.

You continued going deeper. At least if you got lost it would give you an excuse to hold off on the date with the duke. Eventually, you found a room at the end of the hall and pushed it open, revealing a large hall.

"woah." You audibly mumbled. It was so big. A bit smaller than the main... You guessed it was a spare....

Hesitantly, you stepped inside and noticed a lot of portraits around. So this was where your childhood ones went. One of you as a baby, a child, then the most recent was from your 18th, just a few months ago.

You were about to let your hand gently brush against the golden frame when-

"A beautiful portrait."

You gasped and turned around to see.... Him...

Lieutenant Fushiguro.

"Lieutenant- what're you doing here?" You asked. Did he follow you? You hadn't noticed... Or heard him.

"forgive me for starting you." He bowed. "The king wants me to guard your date with the Duke...I tried to find you but the maids said you stormed off in this direction."

Oh.... That made sense....

You somewhat calmed down and nodded. "I see. Sorry...I didn't mean to waste time..."

It was a lie. You did.

But you couldn't deny, the view was... Delectable. The view of him in that tight dark blue and cream royal guard attire... The brooches on his blazer, his hair that was slicked back yet somewhat messy...

It was hard to ignore that delicious shiver that kept tingling down your spine.

"It isn't a problem...besides, I'm sure you are...dreading the meeting?" Toji supposed.

You sighed in relief. It felt like he was the only one who wasn't lobotomized around here.

"Finally! Someone who isn't brain-dead. Uh, no offense." You huffed.

He chuckled deeply in a way that made molten heat pool in your lower stomach.

"I'm not sure a woman such as yourself should settle for anyone you find below your standard." Toji shrugged simply, taking a few steps between you, eating up the distance.

You found yourself nodding to his words almost eagerly. How did a stranger manage to see it and say exactly what your heart wanted while your parents believed the complete opposite?

"I'm glad someone understands." You mumbled, glancing back at your portrait.

"Well sometimes you need a change of perspective." He spoke calmly, his voice a lot closer than before.

You glanced over your shoulder, swallowing thickly when you noticed he was merely a step away from you.

Before either of you could speak up, the doors suddenly opened and your father entered. You glanced at toji, then your father, noticing the stare off they were currently having.

"Y/n. Down to the main hall. The duke is waiting for you." Was all your father said.

But he said it in that voice. The voice he used when you were two ticks away from trouble. So, you moved around Toji awkwardly and quickly left the hall, your father closing the door behind you. Curiously, you pressed your ear against the door, overhearing some muffled words but nothing coherent.

"my lady."

You almost screamed at the sudden voice, whirling around to see your lady's maid and friend, Nobara.

"Gosh! Nobara, I told you not to sneak up on me anymore!" You lightly chastised, moving to interlink your arms, hoping your father hadn't realised you'd been eavesdropping.

She laughed softly. "Sorry. But I was told you'd be going out today?"

"yes... Just got a while. I hope." You sighed, remembering your 'date.'

"in that case, should I tell the emperor you'll see him next week?" She asked.

You raised a brow. Satoru wanted to see you? But why?

"I guess so. I'll probably be tired after the outing." You nodded. Now you wished you didn't have to go.

Satoru was your childhood friend before he inherited the Gojo empire. You barely ever saw him because it was situated in the far north and snow was fun until you got frostbite.

But you had to face reality... Before you got yourself into more trouble.

As you walked ahead, you took one last glance at the hall. The bigger part of you hoped you hadn't gotten Toji in any trouble...

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(TOJI'S POV)

Fuck, it was hot. He was in the carriage with you, staring out of the windows, alert as usual.

But he was also discreetly staring at you. The heat was no match for a royal either. You were lightly fanning yourself, a bead of sweat moving down your collarbone, settling between the deep line of your cleavage.

Fuck. He had already ensured your father biting his head off about being near you earlier and now he was staring at those pretty tits eyes of yours. You kept glancing out of the window and then to your lap. Your fidgeting was making him nervous at this time.

"You alright, princess?" He asked, causing you to look up quickly.

You huffed, fanning yourself more. "Of course I am! I'm just... Thinking about my wonderful future wedding with the duke."

Toji chuckled, causing her to shyly avoid his gaze.

"I'm sure you'll receive many blessings of wealth and fertility." Toji hummed, making you gag.

"Ew, Ew, Ew! Don't!" You huffed, becoming more worried.

Toji sighed slightly. He could tell you didn't want to be bound to some random man and pop out more babies for him. Besides, who knew what the duke would make of the kingdom when your future husband took over.

Sadly, the ride slowed to a stop and toji helped you out of the carriage. He glanced around the large estate. It was....clean, kept...nice. befitting of a royal.

A woman came out, short and she had blonde hair.

"Good morning, I hope the the ride wasn't too eventful." She smiled, mostly at you than Toji.

"Oh, it was smooth, thank you." You replied with a smile as you had been accustomed to.

She led you up the path, Toji tailing behind, ensuring to keep an eye on the surroundings just in case...

They finally got into the estate, moving into the parlour which was thankfully, a lot cooler than the summer heat outside.

But then you suddenly stopped. Toji was a lot taller so he looked over your head and noticed a man sat, waiting...staring deeply into you.

Short silky blonde hair, regal robes and two different brightly coloured eyes. He had a wry smirk upon his lips and an odd look in his eyes as you stared at each other.

Naoya...the duke of the northern region.

Tags ღ - @blobkvna , @byerno6 , @iseeyouuu , @iloveaustinelvisandmannymore , @aloserprobably , @tojislittleprincesss , @meforpr3sident , @someonejasjsj

A/n - by changing povs I mean the story will focus more on one person than another just to lyk <3

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This week's recap is brought to you by my attempts at making GIFs for Lost in the Woods. (and yes, every word in the title is a link to a different GIF set I made and there's at least 2 more that I haven't linked to.

QL Recap for Week 16

The 14th of April to the 20th of April

🇹🇭 Lost in the Woods

Episode 5 of 7 || Watching on: Gagaoolala, Wednesday

You know it's a quality conversation when both sides proclaim that they'd pursue the other, if they themselves were a woman. Like … no homo! Absolutely amazing! No notes!! Pretty sure that mess of a situation in the past was equal effort between all three of them. They all fucked up equally!

🇹🇭 My Stubborn

Episode 1 of 10 || Watching on: iQiYi, Sunday

This looks messy as hell and I am here for it!! Sorn is so entirely in denial about his sexuality and Jun is so entirely in denial about how he feels about Sorn. Can't wait for them to hurt each other and everyone around them before they finally get their shit together.

🇹🇭 My Golden Blood

Episode 6 of 12 || Watching on: Youtube, Wednesday

This episode had a bunch of great scenes between Mark and Tong but there's barely any movement in the plot which is a little frustrating. Also, on a less serious note, I need GMMTV to get more comfortable with licking because obviously Nakan needed to lick the knife with Tong's blood on the blade and also Mark definitely needs to heal Tong via licking and not chaste kissing!

🇹🇭 Boys in Love

Episode 1 of 12 || Watching on: Youtube, Saturday

This was cute! This show is, however, going to have to work to stand out to me because GMMTV could so easily just phone this in. Hope it turns out to be more than just some cute decent actors and a bunch of BL tropes in a trench coat.

🇹🇭 Your Sky of Us

Episode 3 of 3 || Watching on: iQiYi, Saturday

No plot or consistency but it was super cute and for a special episode that works great. I'm, as always, in love with how Rak is given sexual agency and allowed to have desire which makes this pairing so good.

🇹🇭 I'm Your Moon

Episode 6 of 8 || Watching on: iQiYi, Sunday

Earl is starting to be so hot and cold that it's getting annoying. On a whole that's how I feel about this show: I enjoy the drama but there are too many things that happen and then 10 min later the show tells you the complete opposite. For the last couple of episodes I just hope they don't try to change the grandpa's character completely. So far he's been so jolly and it make's sense that he's protective of Prey but I find it a little odd that he's supposed to be so against Earl now, especially because it seems mostly based in the decades old family grudge.

🇹🇼 Fight for You

Episode 5 of 12 || Watching on: Gagaoolala, Friday

I have no idea how they got to where they are with their relationship but the seduction practice was great. This show keeps being very mid to be honest.

That's it for this week!!

For links and airing schedule check out World of BL (Only for BLs)

[wessexroyalfamily]

End of Chapter One

I hope to have Chapter 2 up sometime by the beginning of April (hopefully 😅). Chapter 2 will kick off in the Spring, about three or four months after the events of Chapter 1.

Thanks for all that have read and been engage!

Individual Parts linking below the cut!

Part 1 : Reception at Warminster Military College to honor graduates

Part 2 : Prince Richard graduates from Warminster Military College

Part 3 : Reception at Warminster Military College hosted by the Queen

Part 4 : The family gathers for dinner at Fogmorre Castle, while Richard goes out to celebrate with his military buddies

Part 5 : Richard returns back to Hyde Park Lodge to an upset Winnie

Part 6 : The family gather for Prince Thomas' birthday at the Queen's home, Claremont House

Part 7 : The family talk to Richard about increasing his role within the family, despite his resistance to the idea

Part 8 : Queen Anne II and Prince Christian, The Earl of Gloucester end the night at Claremont House discussing the best way forward with Richard

Part 9 : Richard spends the day with Winnie at Hyde Park Lodge, and he learns some life changing news for himself and his family

Part 10 : A staff member interrupts Queen Anne II and Prince Christian, The Earl of Gloucester to give them some upsetting news

Part 11 : Government officials discuss their concerns with Edward St. Andrews, The Duke of Worcester and the current Chancellor of the Kingdom

Three Reflections of Death

Reflection One : Anne meets with the Chancellor to discuss plans for her trip to Chester and the state funeral of Ranulf III

Reflection Two : William and Elizabeth upset that they won't be attending the funeral in Chester and Elizabeth is more upset at who is replacing them

Reflection Three : Richard seems to be upset with more than just having to pack for a last minute trip?

Part 12 : William watches the news coverage of the royal family arriving in Chester

Part 13 : Richard's uncle, Prince George, tries to comfort his nephew while they watch Christian take his oath

Part 14 : Funeral procession of Ranulf III

Part 15 : Richard finally sees his mother, Princess Margaret, again, but their reunion doesn't go how Margaret plans

Part 16 : Richard finds comfort in an old friend ... first name Jack and last name Daniels. Sadly it ends up getting him into quite the mess

Part 17 : Government is worried, the Chancellor is FREAKING OUT and the Queen is still out of the country, can William handle it ALL?

Part 18 : Christian has conversation with Richard about his antics

Part 19 : Only Winnie can make Richard feel better, even when he doesn't deserve her support . .. uhh-ohh is that a camera I see?

Part 20 : Richard gets chewed out by his grandfather, Christian, and calls the boys in to help cheer him up

Part 21 : Elizabeth is over giving Richard chances, while William knows abandoning the heir to the throne won't make anything better

Part 22 : The royals host the last garden party of the summer while the Queen is still abroad in Chester

Part 23 : The Queen meets with the Chancellor to discuss fall engagements and the ever pressing Chester question

Part 24 : FALL IS HERE! And Winnie goes on a coffee date with one of her friends and of course they talk all about Richard

Part 25 : Queen Anne II meets with a few members of her Chancellery (Privy Council) to discuss how the monarchy should approach the Chester question

Part 26 : It's family day at Elton College, the preparatory boarding school attended by Prince Thomas

Part 27 : William's always been a sucker for his kids, and leaving for their last engagement in Wessex before he and Elizabeth head on their week long tour of the Duchy of Rutland makes it hard to say goodbye

Part 28 : William and Elizabeth meet with the Chancellor to discuss their upcoming tour, Elizabeth leaves the meeting less that impressed

Part 29 : William and Elizabeth arrive in Rutland for their Week Long Tour

Part 30 : Elizabeth meets with her sister Louisa, The Dowager Duchess of Rutland to kick off the tour

Part 31 : A reception held in honor of William and Elizabeth

Part 32 : Elizabeth meets privately with her sister Louisa

Part 33 : Elizabeth calls the Chancellor . . . but does William know?

Part 34 : The Duke of Rutland holds a formal banquet at the Ducal Palace, but all does not end well for William and Elizabeth

Part 35 : Winnie drops some big truth on Richard, while he still grapples with royal life

Part 36 : Elizabeth and William arrive at Woodstock Palace for investiture day

Part 37 : Investiture day goes off without a hitch, but now William and Elizabeth must face Queen Anne II and Prince Christian

Part 38 : Richard grapples with what Winnie's news means for him and his family

Part 39 : the Royals gather at the War Memorial for Remembrance Day

Part 40 : Richard tells his close friend Thomas von Greville the . . . good news?

Part 41 : The Fall Day of Thanks celebrations being as members of the Royal Family prepare to leave Woodstock Palace for Winchester Cathedral. Part 41 is separated into two post (for second half click here)

Part 42 : The Crown Prince William meets with the Chancellor on his way into Winchester Cathedral

Part 43 : Royals gather back at Woodstock Palace for a banquet in honor of the Fall Day of Thanks

Part 44 : Winnie talks to her mom to get advice on what to say when she meets up with Richard tomorrow

Part 45 : Richard and Winnie meet at the Art Institute

Part 46 : A reception is held at Woodstock Palace, William and Elizabeth attend and William's brother notices the growing tension between the two

Part 47 : William pulls out the romance to mend his marriage

Part 48 : Queen Anne and Christian, The Earl of Gloucester arrive at Fogmorre Castle to celebrate the holiday season with family

Part 49 : Margaret arrives at Fogmorre Castle and of course Elizabeth is the first person she runs into

Part 50 : Richard's brother Prince Thomas, runs into him while Richard is taking some alone time in the family private drawing room

Part 51 Part A and Part B : The family and invited guests celebrate the holidays at a formal party hosted by the Queen at Fogmorre Castle, Richard drops from earth shattering news

Part 52 : The Queen's Holiday Broadcast announces big changes for the royal family

Part 53 : The royal family attend at holiday service at Carnarvon Chapel and great members of the public who have come to see the royals in person

Part 54 : The royals meet together to discuss hot to tackle their biggest problem yet

Part 55: Winnie learns of two options she has from Edward St. Andrew’s, neither of which she’s thrilled about

[duckprintspress]

Banned Books Week 2024

Banned Books Week starts today, September 22nd, and runs through September 28th. With the current political climate in the US and beyond, it's a sad truth that the books most often challenged and banned in the US are queer stories, and so we wanted to take this week to shout out these books. Seven of the ten have been challenged because of LGBTQIA+ content.

The ten most challenged books of 2023 are:

Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe

All Boys Aren't Blue by George M. Johnson

This Book is Gay by Juno Dawson

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

Flamer by Mike Curato

The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews

Tricks by Ellen Hopkins

Let's Talk About It by Erika Moen and Matthew Nolan

Sold by Patricia McCormick

I've personally only read 2 - Gender Queer and Flamer - and both were excellent. I definitely need to get on reading more though.

[whencyclopedia]

Child Labour in the British Industrial Revolution

Children were widely used as labour in factories, mines, and agriculture during the British Industrial Revolution (1760-1840). Very often working the same 12-hour shifts that adults did, children as young as five years old were paid a pittance to climb under dangerous weaving machines, move coal through narrow mine shafts, and work in agricultural gangs.

It was very often the case that children's jobs were well-defined and specific to them, in other words, child labour was not merely an extra help for the adult workforce. The education of many children was replaced by a working day, a choice often made by parents to supplement a meagre family income. It was not until the 1820s that governments began to pass laws that restricted working hours and business owners were compelled to provide safer working conditions for everyone, men, women, and children. Even then a lack of inspectors meant many abuses still went on, a situation noted and publicised by charities, philanthropists, and authors with a social conscience like Charles Dickens (1812-1870).

A Lack of Education

As sending a child to school involved paying a fee – even the cheapest asked for a penny a day – most parents did not bother. Villages often had a small school, where each pupil's parents paid the teacher, but attendance was sometimes erratic and more often than not the education rudimentary in hopelessly overcrowded classes. There were some free schools run by charities, and churches often offered Sunday school. Not until 1844 were there more free schools available, such as the Ragged schools established by Anthony Ashley-Cooper, 7th Earl of Shaftesbury (1801-1885). These schools concentrated on the basics, what became known as the 3 Rs of Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic. Compulsory education for 5 to 12-year-olds, and the institutions necessary to provide it, would not come along until the 1870s. Consequently, "at least half of nominally school-age children worked full-time during the industrial revolution" (Horn, 57).

Some factory owners were more generous than others to the children in their employ. An example is the Quarry Bank Mill in Styal in the county of Cheshire. Here the owner provided schooling after the long working day was over for 100 of its child workers in a dedicated building, the Apprentice House.

An indicator of better education, despite all the difficulties, is literacy rates, rather imperfectly measured by historians by recording the ability of a person to sign one's name on official documents such as marriage certificates. There was a great improvement in literacy, but by 1800, still only half of the adult population could sign their name to such documents.

For those children who could find work in the Industrial Revolution, and there were employers queueing up to offer it, there were no trade unions to protect them. For the vast majority of children, working life started at an early age – on average at 8 years old – but as nobody really cared about age, this could vary wildly. Working involved at best tedium and at worst an endless round of threats, fines, corporal punishment, and instant dismissal at any protest to such treatment. In one survey taken in 1833, it was found that the tactics used with child labourers were 95% negative. Instant dismissal accounted for 58%. In only 4% of cases was a reward given for good work, and a mere 1% of the strategies used involved a promotion or pay rise.

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[obae-me]

ive been sick recently, here are some of the fever dreams and various other stupid thoughts ive had;

1. mammon and mc taking beel to the human realm to compete in eating challenges. he gets free food and they get to laugh at the horrified faces of the judges while he demolishes everything and asks for seconds

2. remember the golden age of a/b/o? demons have a higher sense of smell so when mc first arrived, there was a scent blocker in the summoning spell. This fails at some point and now mc has to hide out with solomon or else the brothers will follow them around like they’re the pied piper bc since when did mc smell so good?

3. mc convinving the brothers that humans molt by doing the pva glue thing. solomon is the only one who knows different and absolutely backs them up

4. freaking out the brothers by sleepwalking/talking. mc opening levi’s door in the middle of the night (he’s still awake, rui-chan just dropped a new episode he needs to analyse) and just dead staring at him for several seconds before barking and walking away. he avoids them for days after

5. going to the human realm and bring back a souvenir for diavolo every time. they’re usually the silly things you can buy when you visit tourist areas but they’re held in as high regard as the royal family heirlooms. a small snow globe with a sunglasses wearing gnome inside is displayed next to the royal jewels

6. sampling every different kind of tea with barbatos like a bucket list (chamomile? thumbs up! darjeeling? hates with a burning passion)

7. leaving offerings for the demons/angels out of habit whenever they do something nice. new beauty routine- asmo finds roses in his room. high grade on a paper- satan finds a small cat statuette on top of a pile of books. loaned a listening ear- simeon finds new pens in his writing desk

8. mc being affectionate without realising. humans can be big on physical contact so it’s can be common to kiss or hug regularly. demons are not like this and they short circuit everytime mc kisses their cheeks in thanks or hugs them in greeting

thank you for your time i’m going back to sleep

Oh no! I'm sorry you're sick! Drink tons of fluids and get so much rest!!

1. I bet you Mammon put some money down on him somehow and became absolutely giddy with how much Beel was winning. He would treat him to a buffet afterwards.

2. Ah yes, the wonderful and semi cursed days of a/b/o. I have no doubt that something about their human drives them all crazy.

3. I love love love the thought of MC and Solomon doing things that freak the demons and angels out a bit, mixing real things with fake facts and no one ever knowing what's true or not.

4. What if the brothers all assumed that only Belphie did stuff like that because of his Sin, and so when MC comes around and does similar things, it freaks them out a bit. Again, I love the idea of a human giving all the powerful demons a bit of the jeebies.

5. That is such a cute thing, oh my goodness. Diavolo being obsessed with cheap cliche tourist souvenirs. He's got mugs and shotglasses with different states and countries on them, the fridge in the kitchen has a bunch of magnets of various attractions. He's got several baseball caps he wears around the castle when people aren't around.

6. So sweet! I love the thought of Barbatos having a little notepad and writing notes on their reactions of different teas so he knows exactly what to serve them and when. (I love me a good earl grey myself).

7. As a person who loves giving gifts, this idea is so sweet. It's like a beautiful equivalent of getting a little gold star. They deserve good things, all of them.

8. I think I've done a headcanon of this particular thing (or maybe not, maybe it's just been on my mind before). But yes! Coming up and giving them a hug when they're sad, telling them they love them before hanging up the phone, all things that makes the demons melt instantly, and MC isn't even aware.

Thank you for sharing your dreams!! I love hearing about dreams! Rest up!!

[pastaallen14]

Hi all!

I don’t post my own stuff but when I do I sound like a rambling madwomen!

I’ve done introductions before but for those that don’t know me… I’m Pasta! I’ve been a DGM fan for 21yrs so since it came out! I’m a huge fan of different types of media and literature. I love those things so much that my 3 college degrees are in Art, Film, Music and Literature.

Anyhow I figured it was time for me to post something. I would like to make one final disclosure. WHAT IM GOING TO POST IS SOLELY MY THOUGHTS AND THEORIES NOTHING HAS BEEN CONFIRMED EXCEPT for a few things which I will say has been confirmed. 

So I wanna talk about my favorite chronically depressed boy Mana! From what I gather he seems like such a sweet soul. And if my pattern recognition is correct from having ADHD I get the feeling that he is indeed a gentle and sweet soul. With the twin troupe (yes I know the boys aren’t technically twins) that Hoshino decided to explore comes the troupe of having one twin being sweet and rather gentle and quiet maybe even a little sad and then the other one who can be determined and sometimes the muscle for the both of them. It’s a dynamic I’ve seen in several other shows and novels. Mana struggled from an early age it seemed likely grappling with Adam/ The Earl’s memory like other Noah’s slowly grapple with their Noah Memories. We don’t really know how Nea was but my guess is since he wasn’t supposed to exist and isn’t perhaps bogged down didn’t struggle nearly as badly as Mana did. So between the two boys from the start Neah was the muscle and the strong determined one.

That being said I think that part of what happened 35 years ago with “Nea and Mana” on the run and all the events that led up to it was this. Mana was likely quietly plagued by his inner Noah. Perhaps it was just whispers in his ear at first and then perhaps it grew to the escalation of seeing the suit. Which has been semi confirmed as being a Gollum from an art exhibit in 2020.

The reason I feel like this may have been the case is because all the panels we see of Mana “killing/ absorbing Nea” he seems so confused and not fully lucid when it happens. My feeling is there were times where the memory would take over and he would act as Adam kind of like a Jekyll and Hyde situation. Even when Katerina was injured it was almost like he was not responsible that he wasn’t in drivers seat per se when it happened. It seems like he constantly fought off the influence of Adam for as long as he could. But didn’t have a lot of luck as we eventually learn.

I wager that leading up to the final showdown with Nea Nea was likely running all over the place, looking for answers and solutions to end all of this. While also maintaining the disguise of potentially having beef with Mana while others were around. Putting on that villain act for the sake of protecting Mana (another common troupe a character that has been deemed as a villain only later to be revealed as a good guy so to speak.)

Even in the above panel my guess is that perhaps Mana accidentally lost control around Katerina and that’s what started this spiral even Nea says that “Mana brought on this Tragedy” perhaps hurting someone you love is the catalyst for allowing the Adam/ The Earl to take over.

Mana likely fought as hard as he could even in the panels we see with Nea dying he seems so confused and so lost as to what’s happened. Again definitely indicates that perhaps he lost control again and Adam/ The Earl took over.

Either way it seems like our sweet boy underwent trial and pain and suffering time and time again which eventually lead to his downfall. Anyways thanks for listening to my ramble feel free to add anything that you all think of.

[rowandriftwood]

Rowan's 2024 Tea Wrapped ☕️🫖

Oh hey it's that time again! How much tea did I drink in 2024? I'm so glad you asked!

Overall, I drank 568 cups of 87 different varieties of tea last year, which is approximately 3.75 lbs of loose-leaf tea!

I drank 404 cups of black tea, 47 cups of green tea, 20 cups of white tea, and 97 cups of herbal tea.

My top 10 teas accounted for about 38% of my total tea consumption for the year.

Rowan's Top 10 Teas of 2024:

#1 - Spicy Seattle Chai from Market Spice (24 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black spiced tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 4-5 minutes, add honey and cream to taste. I don't brew this one in the traditional way, because I don't have the patience. This is one of my all-time favorite teas, and a staple of my Autumn/Winter collection. So good. 5/5

#2 - Vanilla with Lavender from Lovejoy's (23 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey to taste, good with or without cream. A delightful lightly-floral tea and staple of my year-round collection. 5/5

#2 - Connoisseur Blend from Market Spice (23 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, honey and cream optional. To be honest, the reason I drank so much of this one last year is because it was getting older and I wanted to use it up, but it is a good standard black tea that is also good iced in the summer, with or without additional flavors. I have since replaced it with Taylors of Harrogate's Afternoon Darjeeling. 4/5

#4 - Passionfruit from Market Spice (22 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey to taste. This was another one I was trying to use up this year because it was getting older. To be honest, it's just average, though it makes a decent iced tea in the summer. I have since replaced it with one from Adagio that has a better flavor. 3/5

#5 - Jasmine from Market Spice (21 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this green tea + 12 oz. 170ºF water, brewed for 2-3 minutes, add honey to taste. As with most of my floral teas, I used to only drink this one in the Spring and Summer, but it has become a staple of my year-round collection. I'm not usually a fan of green teas, but this one is excellent. It is light and pleasant when I don't want something as strong as a black tea. I experimented last summer with trying it iced, but it did not really work for me. 4/5

#6 - Apricot from Market Spice (20 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey to taste. This was another one I was trying to use up this year because it was getting older. Much like Market Spice's passionfruit, it's just average. I generally used it to make iced tea in the summer. I am still searching for a really good apricot tea. 3/5

#7 - Cherry Almond from Lovejoy's (18 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey and cream to taste. I spent a lot of time last year trying to use up teas and get them out of my collection, didn't I? This one wasn't old; I just wasn't happy with it, and it appears to have been discontinued. I have since replaced it with Adagio's cherry marzipan oolong, which is excellent. 3/5

#8 - Earl Grey Lavender from Adagio (17 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 2-3 minutes, add honey to taste, good with or without cream. I love an Earl Grey, and this one has been a staple of my year-round collection for quite some time. I've run out for now, and am experimenting with other Earl Grey blends, but I am sure I will buy more eventually. 4/5

#9 - Chocolate Raspberry Pu-ehr from the Lolo Sweets Barn (16 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey and cream to taste. This one has long been a household favorite and staple of my Autumn/Winter collection, but it has sadly been discontinued. Fortunately, I have managed to find a suitable replacement in Lovejoy's delightful chocolate raspberry tea. 4/5

#10 - Irish Whiskey Cream from Tea & Absinthe (15 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 3-4 minutes, add honey and cream to taste. This is a rising star of my Autumn/Winter collection, and a new household favorite. If you are a fan of Irish Cream liqueurs, you will love this tea. 5/5

#10 - Monk's Earl Grey from Ilomaa Forest Farm (15 cups) - 1 heaping teaspoon of this black tea + 12 oz. boiling water, brewed for 2-3 minutes, add honey to taste, good with or without cream. A twist on the traditional Earl Grey, with added floral and spice flavors. It looks like this one is only available in Canada, so we probably won't be getting more anytime soon, but it is very nice. 4/5

[lexa-ocean]

Thx so much for the Rolfe Headcanons! I love your lore!

I'm just wondering About Your Hc's for the Wolf Pack 5

Btw, I love your TransMasc Wolfman Hc. It's such a unique headcanon! I love seeing how differently everyone perceives Him! (I have two/three different versions of him that depend on the au) :3

Thanks!! I've had my transman Wolfman hc for a while, i'm really fond of it

Anyways, for some WP5 hcs!!

Wolfman

Obviously, you already know, a trans guy!! From the band, the only ones that know are Queenie, Fatz, and Dingo. Obvs Rolfe knows bc they're brothers (Rolfe's the first person he came out to, in fact), and Rolfe told Earl before they reencouentered, back when he thought he would never see his brother again. Dook also knows

(As a matter of fact-- In this fic of mine, i mention Dook knowing how to bind from another trans guy, well, that was Wolfman!!)

He was an opera singer before medically transitioning-- after T changed his voice, a lot of theaters stopped calling him for shows, so he got into other types of music to compensate

He absolutely adores Rolfe, tbh he did more to raise him than their parents ever did.

He's more into tea than coffee, and actually thinks coffee is gross-- he and Rolfe had many a heated discussion abt it

Queenie

She's dating Wolfman!! She met him during his opera era, as she was a cleaner in one of the theaters he used to play in. She eventually confessed to him she liked to sing, which led to them forming a duo (that eventually became a band).

She loves to read, and writes poetry on her spare time.

She's really passionate abt all types of theatre, especially music theatre.

She left the band as she got a job as a director in a local theatre, which was very demanding and didn't left her time to perform w them. She still attended every show she could

She and Rolfe don't really get along, they'll be civil for Wolfman's sake but Queenie thinks he's a spoiled brat :P

Beach Bear

He's a high school music teacher, and taught Rockafire!Beach

No, he and Rockafire!Beach aren't related, altho they both kinda wish they were

Aside from teaching music, he has a philosophy degree. He got a job as a philosophy teacher out-of-state after the WP5 broke up, but stayed long enough to find a replacement fir the Rockafire, which ofc we all know who he choose in the end

He also used to work as a lifeguard on the weekends. That's how he meet Fatz, who eventually introduced him to Wolfman when they decided to form a band

He genuinaly thinks Rockafire!Beach is a far better guitarist n singer than he is, and far from being jealous abt it, he's happy for the kid. He's sure he's going places

Dingo

Dook's older brother!! He's super overprotective of all his younger siblings, which are a few

He was the first to find out abt the fact that Wolfman had an estranged younger brother, after Wolfman got v drunk one night n got emotional seeing Dingo n Dook interact. That's the same night he found out Wolfman's trans, man kinda overshared

BIG fan of the Beatles, always dreamed of going to London

The british accent he uses on-stage is fake, he just does it cuz he thinks its cool. A lot more ppl think its cringe, but he don't listen to haters

He moved to the UK after the WP5 broke up, he works as a drummer-for-hire there, for anyone who might need one in short notice. He makes ok money from it

Mini

Mitzi's half sister on their father's side. Her mom has no custody of her however, so to Mitzi she was always just her sister

She's p apathetic to most things, except music

Learnt from Fatz the band was looking for a new singer after Queenie left, and jumped at the opportunity.

She actually came to really care for the rest of the band during her time w them, altho she doesn't really show it

Left for college, originally the plan was for Mitzi to replace her on the WP5, but well, the whole band parted ways, so Mitzi became a singer in the new band instead

Fats/Fatz

Yeah he's just the same guy in both bands. He changed the last letter on his name from 'S' to 'Z' at Rockafire!Beach's insistance that it looked cooler

Played occasionally on a restaurant he n his mom worked at, which is how Wolfman found him

He and Wolfman became best friends. Fatz greatly admires Wolfman, which made it kinda jarring to meet Rolfe n realize he's NOTHING like his brother

His first 'date' w Esmeralda was to take her to see him play w the WP5. The whole band never stopped teasing him abt it

Got a side job as a private music instructor for a while. He tutored Mitzi, which is how she meet both her n Mini

Thanks for the ask!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝💖

[astradis]

She Wants A Baby

(P4-5) Jotaro x OC (Astor Prism)

Implications of 🍒💀, suggestive content, unhappy marriage, neglectful husband Jotaro (BUT HE GETS BETTER), Astor misses cherry boy

feel free to insert yourself/your oc into this if you’d like! i’m just proud of this <3 if you’re curious about astors appearance, here you go!

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Jotaro slung his bag over the passenger seat and walked his way around to the drivers seat. Exhausted, he sat with his full weight, the car bouncing up and down a little before settling with him inside.

He shut the car door and covered his face with his palm, swiping downward and blinking away his exhaustion. He sat staring out the front window for a few seconds before finally turning the key into the ignition and turning on the air conditioning, preparing for his forty-five minute drive back home.

He pulled out his phone and checked the time - it was only 11:43, by the time he gets home it should be just after midnight. Jolyne will be asleep and Astor will be… doing whatever she’s doing when he gets there.

As Jotaro put the car into drive, he began to think about how he doesn’t know his wife as much as he used to. With the amount of work he’s had lately, all his time is occupied by the foundation. Working 12 hour, sometimes 18 hour shifts back to back, heading home to sleep for nearly 2 hours before he has to get up and work again.

This is exactly the reason Priscilla initiated a divorce in the first place. The man prioritized his work. His family? Merely an afterthought.

He wished that they could understand it was the other way around. He worked so much to be able to support his family. The paycheck was entirely worth it. Having Astor at home being able to take care of Jolyne and spend time with her friends (that being Priscilla) was all Jotaro wanted for her. She worked so much before he took the load, she deserved to rest. Jolyne deserved to have bountiful christmases and birthdays. Jotaro was the man of the house, and what kind of man would he be if he wasn’t working?

Not only that, but with the dangers that came along with being a stand user, he couldn’t imagine what he would do with himself if harm came to his family. It would’ve been a good excuse if Astor wasn’t a stand user as well, but it was an excuse regardless. Astor is capable of protecting Jolyne, she’s capable of protecting their family - Priscilla included.

Jotaro could protect them too, but he knew that as a Joestar, there could be so much else that could go wrong. He didn’t want to put that on his loved ones.

Caught up in his head, time passed quicker than he had expected it to. He didn’t remember half of the drive, but all that mattered is that he was in the driveway and the lights in the house were dim.

Lethargically dragging himself to the front door, he fumbled around with his keys and walked in. His gaze facing downward, removing his shoes as he shut the door behind him. Bringing his eyes up to the kitchen as he removed his blazer, he spotted Astor brewing tea with two cups on the counter.

“Hey,” Jotaro greeted, walking in and settling down on the couch with his arm over his face.

“Hi,” Astor replied quietly, the sound of the spoon clinking against the porcelain of the tea cup filling the silence.

“You’re still up,” Jotaro said, stating the obvious in attempt for a conversation.

Astor was quiet for a bit, save for the ‘ting-ting-ting’ of the spoon and cup, before even that sound became quiet too.

The soft padding of Astor walking up behind and around to the couch with a cup of tea in each hand was louder than it should’ve been. She placed one in front of Jotaro on the coffee table, and held hers close to her chest.

“You’ve gotten home around 12 for three days in a row, I wanted to catch you while you’re still awake,” Astor responded, sipping her tea. The remote on the coffee table was looking more inviting than usual.

“I know,” Jotaro said, adjusting his posture and tasting the tea. Earl grey, the perfect amount of bitter and sweet, and something else he couldn’t put his finger on.

The two sat in silence for a few more seconds that felt more like hours.

“I want to have a baby,” Astor stated.

Jotaro felt his heart stop. He choked on his tea briefly, setting it back down on the coffee table, the abrupt movement causing some tea to spill out and onto the glass.

He finally turned and made eye contact with Astor for the first time in about a week. Her eyes were red, bags he’d never seen before had formed underneath. She had a line between her brow that seemed to have made itself comfortable. She was so exhausted, just like he was. She was trying.

Astor spoke up again through the silence. “I love Jolyne. I see so much of you in her. When I have her here, it’s like you’re home again. It’s like I’m raising you.

“When she’s gone, I’m lonely. It’s just me. The house is quiet. I haven’t felt the warmth of someone next to me in bed for weeks.” Astor broke the eye contact, looking to the door, taking another sip as if to calm herself. “I want to have a baby.”

Jotaro continued to stare, partially in disbelief, mostly because she was so beautiful. Motherhood had caught up to her, regardless if Jolyne was hers or not. She was already a mother in the most important ways. She wants to have a baby?

“I didn’t get to see Jolyne when she was born,” Astor continued. “I didn’t get to

see the diapers phase, I didn’t see her terrible twos,” she took a breath. “I didn’t get to be a mom yet.”

“You want to have a baby,” Jotaro repeated.

“I want to have a baby,” Astor confirmed.

She wants to have a baby.

Jotaro blinked once, then again, then again. She wants to have a baby. With him.

“I,” Jotaro started. “I don’t know what to say.”

Astor shrugged, looking down.

“Okay.”

She stood up from the couch and walked toward the stairs, Jotaro’s eyes following her as she went.

“Wait,” Jotaro called out to her, but made no effort to stand from his spot on the couch. Astor stopped her movement at the first step, waiting for him to say anything else.

He didn’t.

She continued her way up the stairs, quietly, as to not wake up Jolyne in the room right after.

Jotaro knew he wasn’t the best at communicating, but this was bullshit.

He took a glance at the tea, noting that flavor he had never been able to point out before. Ever since Astor had started making it for him, the taste was prevalent. Something he had never had before. He loved it. He loved her.

He couldn’t remember the last time he kissed her. Or the last time they’d hugged. Shared a meal, slept in bed together; he couldn’t remember a lot of things. The only thing that he knew was his wife was a blessing, a godsend. An angel.

The moment he proposed to her was the moment he knew he made the right choice with the right woman. She was everything he ever wanted. He had her, why did she feel like she didn’t have him?

Maybe it’s because she married the wrong man. The right one died over twenty years ago.

How could it be possible that what’s right for him is entirely wrong for her? Was that just his luck? Is it possible that everything he touched would be ruined one day?

She wants to have a baby.

Everything Jotaro does is for his family. All the work, all the traveling, all the time spent away is for them. He wants to do the best he can for them, he’s given them everything and more. She wants a baby.

Before he could even blink, he was in front of their shared bedroom door that was kept slightly ajar.

As he entered, his shadowed figure overtook the doorway from where Astor lay. She felt her stomach turn, watching him enter the dim room and shut the door behind him, encapsulating them entirely in the dark save for the lights outside their windows.

She felt the bed dip from her right, her back facing him. She felt his hand run across the length of her torso, his arm wrapping around to her chest, his front flat against her back.

Astor felt his breath against her neck, and his voice enter her ear.

“You want a baby,” Jotaro muttered, holding her close. Astors breath hitched, and the air was suddenly thicker.

Her hands found their way to his arm, leading their way up to his fingers and caressing them.

“I want you,” she said, voice barely above a whisper, a sudden wet warmth running down her face from her eyes.

In his touch, she felt him. The feeling of his hand now brushing against her cheek and turning her to face him. He was gentle, he was sweet, he was home.

The darkness framed his face perfectly. As she reached her hand to run her fingers through his hair, she felt a hat and was set back in reality.

Jotaro wiped a tear with his thumb, a piece of her he was entirely too familiar with. He felt her remove his hat and let his curl fall. She couldn’t see, but he was a mess.

“When you want something,” Jotaro quietly spoke up. “I give it to you.”

He felt her nodding in his hand.

“I give you everything.” Jotaro said. “You’re spoiled.”

Astor couldn’t tell if her involuntary laugh was sincere, or of disconnect.

“…I’ll lower my hours.” He offered, hesitant to accept his own words.

“Just be here.” Astor shook her head. “With me. With Jolyne. Priscilla.”

“Don’t bring her up when I’m trying to have sex with you,” Jotaro leaned in for a kiss.

Astor smiled against his lips, “I’m being serious.”

“So am I,” he pecked her lips softly, an immediate yearning beckoning in the foreground of his mind.

As a car passed by, Astor caught a glimpse of Jotaro. He is soft. He is gentle, he is sweet. He’s home.

She brushed aside the curl against his forehead and leaned back in for another kiss. This is all she wanted, this is all she needed. He’s right. When she wants something, he gives it to her.

She wants a baby.

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: The Price of History

( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)   “Am I to believe this is your final draft?”

Earl Von Morgan watched the collected gathering of military leaders and diplomats nod their heads one by one. It was the response he had expected, but one he had hoped would prove him wrong.

He pinched his brow and stifled a yawn. It’d been six months since he had been released from the hospital and yet still he felt like he was playing catch up with his own body. The doctors had given him medication to ease the pain, but he had abstained from taking it after he learned the dulling effects it laid upon his sharp mind. Worst still his body would spasm every hour or so as if he was reliving the plunge out the window with a would-be assassin and plummeting several stories.

Then there was the matter of his own junior ambassador keeping him in a medically induced coma while they sought to take over his position with the assistance of a mega corporation. A mega corporation that had been intent on the continued enslavement of AI programs which had been increasingly showing elevated signs of intelligence and self-awareness. One of which had hacked into the hospital Morgan was being housed in and deactivated the medical equipment long enough to awake from the coma and regain his position as lead ambassador.

As if he had not had enough to deal with he then learned that the Cosmic Federation had become embroiled in an ongoing war with the Tunks Republic. The Tunks claimed that CF colonists violated their territory and settle on a world in the Da’brin cluster while the Cosmic Federation argued that the Da’brin cluster had never held any stakes of claim prior to the colonist’s intervention.

Within a matter of days a Tunks fleet was dispatched to remove the colonists and likewise a CF fleet was sent to ensure the colonists safety. The two fleets met, tempers flared, and someone did something incredibly stupid and fired the first shot of an increasingly bloody conflict.

Morgan had been called forward to represent humanity’s contributions to the war effort. There were far more experienced human generals and admirals that could have filled the position, but Morgan’s fame had gotten the better of him as the other alien leaders only felt comfortable around Morgan.

He had only just arrived to his first meeting when the collective body gave him the terms of surrender for the Tunks.

Morgan pulled out his spectacles and read aloud the terms.

“1. The Tunks will relinquish all claims to the Da’brin cluster; including all worlds, moons, planetoid bodies, asteroid fields, stars, and other celestial bodies found within its borders.

2. The Tunks will reduce their standing military by 2/3 and be forbidden from maintaining any warship larger than frigate class.

3. The Tunks will hand over the worlds of Sinvel and No’grash to the Cosmic Federation.

4. The Tunks will repay the Cosmic Federation in reparations equal to ten trillion credits, to be obtained by financial wealth or industrial capacity transfers.

5. The Tunks will surrender all trade agreements and monopolies to Cosmic Federation members.”

Morgan tossed the data pad holding the terms of surrender aside without further reading it. It clattered to the floor and cracked as the gathered delegates looked up in surprise.

“Were the terms not to your agreement?” a Quntus asked. Their translator unit switched between female and male tones as it was unable to compensate for the changing biological nature of the alien. This gave it the sound of two voices speaking over each other and gave Morgan a seething headache.

“You must know that the Tunks will never agree to this.” Morgan said flatly. “They are a proud people and you are stripping them of everything; from their financial wealth to their dignity.”

“Come now, be fair.” A Tryobien spoke up. “It is hardly as severe as it could be.”

“Oh?”

Morgan leaned forward and rested his arms on the table as he fixed the Tryobien with a glare that had made Draxic generals blink.

“Do you know the significance of Sinvel and No’grash?” Morgan asked, to which the Tryobien nodded.

“They hold key strategic locations along the border regions of-“

Morgan coughed into his hand and shook his head. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a cigar and lit it, taking a deep breath to calm his throat from bile he nearly vomited.

“Sinvel is the location their religious founder was born on and No’grash was where he gathered her first followers to spread the word of the Seven Eyed Sun.”

The delegates looked mildly confused at the history lesson, none more so than the Tryobien who disliked being interrupted.

“Their religious matters were not taken into account-“

“Well they should have been.”

Morgan’s voice was stern and carried a tone that offered no challengers. “You would deprive the two most holy locations to an entire species religious system and you think there would be no repercussions?”

He took another deep inhale from his cigar and let the burnt tip fall lazily to the elaborately decorated table. “Do you have any idea the religious fervor you would be stirring up? The hatred you would be embedding in their hearts?”

“Tunks have no heart organs.” The Quntus corrected. “Their circulation system is driven by the shifting muscles of their body.”

Morgan looked at the alien delegate who realized the question had been rhetorical and retreated into their seat.

“The point being,” Morgan continued, “is that you would be giving them a cause to rally behind; and a strong one at that.”

“When they abide to the rest of the terms the Tunks will be in no place to offer any such resistance and we shall have peace once more.” The Tryobien countered.

Morgan gave no reply to this. He took several small puffs from his cigar as he looked around the gathered delegation. He had the look of a man deep in thought, wondering if it was worth to speak his mind and risk his career and reputation. Finally, having made up his mind, he took one final puff of his cigar and dabbed the remains into the table.

“On my world a similar treaty was made after a great and terrible war.” Morgan began. “Like you, the victors thought that such harsh terms were warranted and would cripple any further escalation of conflict in the future.”

The Tryobien smiled at this, thinking that Morgan was now in favor of the treaty.

“In reality they were only setting the stage to an even greater conflict that would spread to every corner of our world.” Morgan continued as the smile fled from the Tryobien’s face.

Morgan rose from his chair and began to walk the room, leaning heavily on his cane as he passed each delegate and military commander assembled.

“This treaty, much like the one that was signed against those defeated human so many centuries ago, will only lay the groundwork for a never ending cycle of war and retaliation.” Morgan finished as he casually kicked the data pad he had read from earlier.

“You are afraid of the Tunks?” an alien general asked, garnering a round of chuckling from several others in the room.

“I am worried of having to look over my shoulder for the rest of my life.” Morgan countered. “I am worried that a day may come when we are distracted and the Tunks see their chance for vengeance.”

He leaned down to the military leader who had mocked him just then and looked him dead in the eye.

“What do you think would happen if three thousand Tunk warriors suddenly appeared on your homeworld while your military was fighting on the other side of the galaxy?”

The alien general opened their mouth to speak but stopped themselves. Their pause was the only assurance that Morgan needed to know his point had gotten across.

“How hypocritical of you to speak of peace,” the Tryobien spoke in a last bit gambit, “when your people have made such treaties as this one before us throughout your people’s history.”

“A mistake we have learned from with blood and fire, dear delegate.” Morgan replied coldly. He turned to address the rest of the gathering once more.

“The purpose of any peace treaty is to not just end conflict, but to prevent conflicts of the future.”

As he walked back to his seat Morgan withdrew another cigar and lit it, savoring the flavor as he sat down and looked around the room.

“I believe we can do better than the treaty I was handed earlier.” He began as he saw many of the delegates giving him nods of approval. “We must do better.”

[rainbowdaisy13]

TTPD The Anthology Summary Part 1 *IMO*

This is viewed through a queer lens because I believe she is fucking done playing nice so now she’s throwing it in our faces—FUCKING SEE ME

1) Fortnight—

I was supposed to be sent away but they forgot to come and get me/I was a functioning alcoholic till nobody noticed my new aesthetic

*MIGHTY GOD we start right out the gate sad as hell—no one noticed her queer flagging both quiet and loud and that pushed her from being a functioning alcoholic to a not functioning one. She then says to the fans who refused to acknowledge her truth “I hope that you’re ok but you’re the reason” FOR ME BEING INSANE

*Mentioning wanting to kill people that’s a first and I love it

*I love you it’s ruining my life OUCH 🤕 yes that sounds like something straight people deal with 😑

2) TTPD-

*I’m sorry I can’t remember what mutual said this, but I love love this as coming from Karlie’s perspective. It absolutely fits. She ground Taylor in a way no one else can

*First mention of suicide—both can’t live without the other

*Were crazy—owning the demons together

*The wedding ring line—GOD

3) MBOBHFT—

*I see this one as Taylor viewing herself as a commodity, also as someone who is broken and needs to be fixed so that she remains lovable. It also gives me Cardigan vibes without the redemption arc

4) Down Bad—

*Love this Alien Abduction theme. Melody is even spacey sounding. The entire song uses alien motifs and I adore it. Fave line “they’ll say I’m nuts if I talk about the existence of you” Brilliant 👽 Also the concept of an Out of this World Love

5) So Long London—

*Cool opening—beautiful when they layer her own voice

How much sad did you think I had in me? 😫

*I see this song as a My Tears Ricochet 2. Taylor giving all her youth to someone for free. You say I abandon the ship but I was going down with it—I truly believe she tried and begged them to let her come out for years and she was always shot down—2 graves 1 gun, more murder imagery

*So Long London, so long Big Machine

6) BDILH—

Absolutely beautiful and heartbreaking song

These people only raise you to cage you 😫

*Sarahs and Hannahs/braided hair/church/Elders making decisions—giving cult/LDS vibes

Stay away from her -Elders are yelling this—to who? Taylor? So Taylor needs to stay away from HER interesting

*Shed rather burn it all down than listen to them complain about her sexuality and how it impacts them

My good name, it’s mine alone to disgrace —absolutely shots fired at Scott Swift

*Soliloquies line is incredible—“I’ll never see” is such a burn 😆

*This isn’t a phase, this is who she is!!

*YOU AINT GOTTA PRAY FOR ME!! GET THEM ALL BITCH—SHOW THEIR ASSES

*This is my choice!!

GET 👏🏼 THEM 👏🏼 ALL

NO YOU CANT COME TO THE WEDDING PERIOD

7) FOTS—

*Pretty Baby, much like Babydoll is reserved for women and gay men and theys and thems. We don’t call straight men this 😒

*Fresh out the slammer—realllly trying to get these idiots to understand that she’s felt jailed /caged/trapped

My friends…Watch me daily disappearing 😫 fuck

Wearing Imaginary rings 😫😫😫 Says hello to paper rings says hello to imaginary lockets

*It’s gonna be alright she did her time!! 🥹

8) FLORIDA!!!—

I adore this song—my second fave on the album and absolute fucking banger. So glad Florence agreed to this they makes an amazing duo vocally—main vibes—Florida is the place Taylor wants to go to fucking escape the mess she lives in day to day. Anything goes, everyone is there hiding from something—the law, family, winter—nothing is too weird or unaccepted—and a certain someone has a house there 😎

My friends all smell like weed or little babies 😆

Florence’s verse is chefs kiss—Earl had to die vibes, watching bodies sink into the swamp, just full on misandry I LOVE IT—is that a bad thing to say in a song?? 😆 GET THEM ALL

Also I bet this song made Swifties uncomfortable 😆

FUCK ME UP FLORIDA 🤘🏼🤘🏿🤘🏾

9) Guilty as sin?

The Gay Longing/Gay Sex Song

*Another* suicide reference—but she’s just joking right swifities?

👀

No no that’s fine she just described an orgasm and if she’s not touching the person, let’s assume the pic below ⬇️ is like HEY THIS IS THE SEX IM SPEAKING ABOUT—it’s very much giving The Man pose for getting dome👀

And then the Jesus reference is just chefs kiss—gay sex is seen as sin and unholy by idiots and she said ok then bitch, what if I tell you the sex is so good we ARE what’s holy??

👀

She literally said messy top lip kiss and got away with it like 😆😆😆😆😆😆😆

10) WAOLOM—

I just……this may be my favorite song of hers ever. It’s absolutely incredible in its intensity, rawness, and truth as well as being a banger

Every lyric screams her pain

My bare hands paved their path/you don’t get to tell me about sad/ If you wanted me dead you should’ve just said

I leap from the gallows and I levitate down your street —Witch Imagery again!!

WHOSE AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME

👹YOU SHOULD BE 👹

Shots fired again at Scott Swift!! Let’s hear one more joke—they mocked her pain because they truly thought they could convince her she wasn’t gay 🫥

GODDDD 😫

Put narcotics into all of my songs—“a drug or other substance that affects mood or behavior and is consumed for nonmedical purposes, especially one sold illegally—a drug that relieves pain and induces drowsiness, stupor, or insensibility”

SHE SAID I HAVE TO USE MALE PRONOUNS AND FAKE REFERENCES TO MEN IN MY LYRICS SO YOU IDIOTS STAY STUPID AND HAPPY

and that’s why you’re still singing along 😎

Just WOW

Brilliant and Heartbreaking and RAW

🤍🤍🤍 We love you Girl 🤍🤍🤍