#yes love won in nyc

[couthbbg]

the game was so good !!!!

[betterthanburrow]

Heisman Award Ceremony - Instagram AU

(LSU Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Social Media Influencer! OC)

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HeismanTrophy: The 2019 Heisman Finalists have arrived and taken NYC by storm - Welcome to the Big Apple 🍎 #Heisman #Heisman2019 #Finalists #Collegefootball #NYC

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username1: look how handsome those boys are!

username2: if Burrow doesn’t win, i’m killing mysrlf.

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yourusername: I ❤️ New York (📸 : @.joeyb_9)

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yourbestfriend: you are MISS NEW YORK!

↳ yourinstagram: 😘

username1: @.joeyb_9 your gf is so pretty

username2: are you going to the Heisman Award Ceremony tomorrow?!

↳ yourinstagram: yes i am ☺️

username3: 😍😍😍

yourmom: i’m so glad you’re having fun in new york! make sure to send me all of the pictures from your adventures in the city! ❤️

↳ yourinstagram: i will, i promise! ❤️

joeyb_9: out of all the pictures i took, you only posted one photo?!

↳ yourinstagram: we can’t overwhelm people with too much content from New York just yet! … you really need to learn how to use social media.

yourinstagram story updates:

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HeismanTrophy: It’s almost time...who’s taking home the trophy? Comment your Heisman winner below! #Heisman #2019Heisman #Collegefootball #NCAA #finalist

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username1: it better be one of the Ohio boys!

username2: JOE BURROW FOR THE WIN!

username3: recount the votes if the white man wins…

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yourinstagram: like this IG Post if you voted for LSU Quarterback Joe Burrow to win the Heisman Trophy!

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joeyb_9: no photo credits this time?!

↳ yourinstagram: stop caring about the photo credit and start paying attention to the Heisman Ceremony!

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LSUfootball: The 2019 Heisman Trophy Winner

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username1: MY FAVORITE WHITE BOY WON!

username2: THAT’S MY QUARTERBACK!

username3: CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

username4: his speech made my whole family cry!

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yourusername: there aren’t enough words to describe how proud i am of you Joe! you proved all the people that have ever doubted you wrong tonight! i’m so honored to have been able to stand by your side for the past 2 years and i’m excited for your future career 💛

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joeyb_9: i love you 💛

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joeyb_9: They said I couldn’t...

They said I wouldn’t...

I just did.

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yourinstagram: you did do it! and i’m so proud 💛

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Author’s Note:

how long has it been since i published the last Instagram AU?! i had to do just one last Instagram AU for the year!

if you have an Instagram AU Request, send the IG AU Request to my Inbox and i’ll try to get the Requested Instagram AU published as fast as i can!

thank you for all the love and support! 🤍

[brights-place]

Hi, I was thinking about what Miles (1610) would be like as an older brother, with a 13-year-old younger sister?😘🥺

Miles Morales & Lil Sister! Reader

Pairings: Miles & Lil Sister! Reader

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: As a person with siblings I FUCKING HATE IT! but I love them... sometimes! anyways Miles with a younger sister is so cute! I can just imagine him being annoyed but care for you so much!

- You and Miles as siblings sounds... Chaotic like REALLY! fucking chaotic I mean one moment you two would be loving siblings next when mama rio turns her back your brawling with your brother who is 3 ye ars older then you - You surprisingly won and you would cheer but Miles would let you because you were his younger sister - your the one who is fluent in spanish while Miles who is older and SHOULD KNOW! doesn't so he asks you to translate - Miles would chuck you around the house as you shout - You and Miles do rock paper scissors to see who does chores - Miles is a Mama's boy and your a Papa's Girl cause - When you were learning still and didn't know much he would whisper to you "you know what she sayin?" "No I don't hoe what do i look like a google translator!" "you said you were learning" "and your the one who's SUPPOSE to know" - He stares you down when he see's you steal his clothes because you claim you wear it better then him -"Hey big bro can I borrow this?" "No" "WHY!" "BECAUSE YOU AWLAYS WEAR AND STEAL MY SHIT!" "NUH UH!" "YUH HUH! YOU SEE ME WEARING YOUR CLOTHES!" "NUH UH CAUSE YOU CAN'T WEAR GOOD SHIT!" - Mama rio came by with her sandal and chucked it at you too shouting "¡TRANQUILIZARSE! ¡Estoy intentando chismorrear con la tía!" (CALM DOWN! I'm trying to gossip with Auntie!) - You both break into eachothers rooms - When he is drawing or playing video games you enter his room eating something or sipping a drink as he pauses what he's doing staring at you as he turned to look at his screen and back to you once more to see you slowly closing the door before swinging it open quickly and running away as miles shouted you to close it properly - He can hear that gremlin cackle that he finds so annoying - You want to be an amazing artist like him cause you find him amazing but you never say it to him

- When you heard him moving out of NYC to this school to study physics he stared at your sad face "Whatever I don't care I get to have your room and make it like a hangout room!" Miles would snicker at this - At the party you were speaking spanish to your other family friends and were beside your Mama and Papa aka Jeff and Rio as you noticed miles not there as your parents gave a speech as you frowned 'He promised to be here' - When he came back home he brought two cakes and you were frowning at your brother the entire time but soon forgave him because he brought sweets! - When he got grounded you muttered a little 'Ohhhhh snapppp!' as you ate some cake - WHEN HE CAME BACK WITH A GIRL YOU WERE CHOKING your older brother having a GF?! IMPOSSIBLE! - You respect him and want to be like him an amazing artist and get to a amazing school just like him! He pretends he doesn't see you trying your hardest - When he got into Brooklyn Visions Academy when he was 13 you were 10 and were pouting shouting at Miles asking why he was leaving to go to the 'fancy school' and promised you he would hangout at the weekends as you whine - When he became spiderman he tried to hide it from everyone especially you! - When he saw you staring at the TV screen shouting at how cool 'Spiderman' is when he recently came back after fighting a villain and came to visit he would raise a brow and smirk asking how you would feel about the spiderman as you ramble about how cool spiderman is! - he wants to keep his family safe as his younger sister he protects you and as spiderman he makes sure you dont ever get hurt!

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[alakeeffectgirl]

do we need a cruisequarries primer? yes

Welcome to the old men and their wife fandom, these are the old men (pictured here on the press tour for Mission: Impossible - Dead Reckoning, Part One [a title I never want to type out fully again])

Yes, that's Tom Cruise. The guy in the John Hammond Jurassic Park cosplay is Chris McQuarrie, aka McQ, who directed MI:DR and also directed the previous two MI movies and Jack Reacher. You might also know Chris McQuarrie as the guy who won an Oscar for writing The Usual Suspects and got nominated for another two Oscars writing/producing Top Gun: Maverick.

McQ willed their friendship into being in 2006, when he was about to quit Hollywood because he was sick of it (McQ's grand dream has been to make a big bisexual Alexander the Great movie but Oliver Stone beat him to it, and after his first directorial endeavor was basically a flop, no one wanted to give him the money to make a huge epic - but you can't blame him for thinking it could work like that, because he watched Bryan Singer make The Usual Suspects and then get handed X-Men), but while out to lunch one day he overheard someone talking about how Tom's career was over because of all his recent shenanigans, and he thought, "I need to meet this guy, because he also sounds like Hollywood's shitting on him at the moment". So he got a couple meetings that got him through to Tom - and for their first meeting he drove over to Tom's house in his bachelor convertible. (No lie. Easily source-able.)

So they hit it off - in the way where they talked about movies for several hours and Tom invited him back again the next day to talk about movies some more. In this same timeline, McQ was shopping the Valkyrie script to United Artists, and when Tom expressed interest, the first thought was that Tom might produce. But then he was like, no, I actually want to play the lead. (Bryan Singer was attached to direct, and I know Bryan Singer sucks, but the backstory here is that McQ and Singer went to high school together, along with Ethan Hawke.) So everyone went to Germany to make the movie in the summer of 2007 - Tom and his family, and McQuarrie and his family.

This is Chris and Heather in 2000 at the premiere of The Way of the Gun, so before they met Tom. I include because they're adorable and also because the glow-up is fantastic. (The story of how they got together is like Jeopardy trivia and I would tell you to google Stephen Chbosky and McQ together to find it except what the fuck, it no longer comes up quickly: anyway, they did a Sundance Labs together and Chbosky gave McQ the Perks of Being a Wallflower manuscript and McQ got to the "we accept the love we think we deserve" line and thought about the woman he'd met a few times before [when they'd flirt at parties? apparently?] but thought was out of his league - Heather - and decided to go for it.)

I should mention that McQ was going to take the producing credit on Valkyrie just in name, for sort of bringing the project together, but then Paula Wagner was like, "I can't go to Germany with Tom, and he needs A Guy on scene, and I think you could be That Guy," so Chris said yes to being an actual producer - and ended up basically being the go-between guy between Tom and Singer on set.

Here's Tom & the McQs at the Valkyrie premiere in Rome:

After spending months together in Germany, the McQuarries end up becoming fast friends with the Cruises. Heather runs around NYC/LA with Katie a lot and works on Holmes & Yang, the fashion line. Here they are looking cute together:

(They're all good enough friends that the McQuarries go to Tom's surprise birthday bash in July of 2011.)

In the interests of saving just a SMALL amount of time here, I will speedrun: McQ gets brought in (by Tom) to help fix Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol, and learns a bunch of stuff about how he doesn't ever want to direct a MI movie. (Lies.) He turns in the Jack Reacher script, which originally wasn't intended for Tom to be in, but when Tom wants to be in your movie, you don't really say no. Reacher films in Pennsylvania in the fall/winter of 2011, and then Tom has to go to promo for MI:GP before he starts work on Oblivion. It's now summer of 2012, and the divorce happens. Tom basically moves to London - and the McQuarries move to London - to work on Edge of Tomorrow. Tom takes Chris with him to Croatia.

Lake, you might be thinking. Is McQ now just Tom's emotional support man? Yeah, probably. They get papped going out to dinner together a lot that fall. A gossip website refers to Tom and Heather walking out of a restaurant together as Tom's "cougar date", which will be funny forever.

Tom got Heather in the divorce, clearly. MOVING ON, McQ does splinter unit work on Edge of Tomorrow and then Tom's like, hey you should direct the next Mission movie, and McQ laughs like Tom is kidding but Tom is not. Tom has gone into the other room to call Brad Grey at Paramount and tell him McQ should be the director on Rogue. (This is how McQ ends up doing all this stuff - he's like, "haha, Tom, you kid" but Tom's not kidding and then suddenly people are strapped to the outsides of airplanes and shit.) In the midst of EoT filming, it's time for Reacher promo, so Tom and the McQuarrries fly all around the world together yet again. And holy shit, am I only up to 2013? Still ten years to cover. (I have about 500 more pictures than I am including here, in case anyone wondered.) More ffwd: They make Rogue Nation. Here's everyone - including Heather - in the Vienna subway:

And here's the three of them at an art gallery in London towards the end of the filming period:

The experience of making Rogue is such that McQ attempts to swear he won't do it again. LIES. Tom goes off to make American Made, Jack Reacher: Never Go Back, and The Mummy all in the space of about two years. McQ officially works on two of those, and from the way they talk about American Made, I wouldn't be surprised if he did some script work there, too.

In August of 2016, pre-production on Fallout pauses because Tom is in a pay dispute with the studio, and McQ decides maybe he doesn't want to do the movie and moves his family back to Los Angeles. SURPRISE, Tom calls him up a week or so later and asks him to come to London to talk about it. Guess what, he ends up doing the movie. (For that full story, which is great and includes Tom saying he loves Heather, please find Jeff Goldsmith's Q&A podcast for Fallout.)

Work on Fallout takes up basically the next two years. At the Tokyo premiere, Tom makes Heather cry when he says she takes care of McQ, and takes care of him, too. (Let me know if you want the video.)

Trying to speedrun this is NOT working, and I need to go stare at the ceiling for a while to process today's Sydney premiere kiss happenings. Part two coming eventually?!!? PART TWO PART THREE

[aurorawest]

2023 Reading Wrap-Up

Is it February of 2024? Yes! Am I still going to post my favorite books that I read in 2023? Also yes!

Ginn Hale's Cadeleonian Series, the second half of which I read in 2023: Champion of the Scarlet Wolf, Book Two; Master of Restless Shadows, Book One; and Master of Restless Shadows, Book Two

This series begins with Lord of the White Hell and continues with Champion of the Scarlet Wolf, then concludes with Master of Restless Shadows. Each duology follows a different set of characters, but it's a true series so you need to read them in order. It's a toss-up for me whether I preferred Champion of the Scarlet Wolf or Master of Restless Shadows. Both are fantastic duologies. I particularly loved getting Atreau's story in Master because he's sort of an unlikable playboy-esque character in the preceding books...but wait! Turns out there's more to him after all.

After Francesco by Brian Malloy

Who would think a book about living through the AIDS epidemic in NYC in the 80s would be as funny as this book is? It will also tear your heart out and stomp on it. Also takes place partly in Minneapolis (and is by a Minnesotan author).

Silver in the Wood by Emily Tesh

Folklorist meets the Green Man and they fall in love. This is the first half of a duology, the second being Drowned Country, which I just finished today so can't included it on my 2023 wrap-up. All the dark and violent whimsy of the mythic past and the most brutal versions of fairy tales, plus a lovely romance.

Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

Imagine the love child of Lost, Person of Interest, and Battlestar Galactica, but queer and with multiverse shenanigans thrown in (the author has cited Ender's Game as a huge influence). I don't want to say anything more than that, because I feel strongly that you need to go into this book knowing nothing. The twists and turns are so good, the main trio are wonderful, complicated characters, and the world is super cool.

The Bedlam Stacks by Natasha Pulley

In some ways the most heartbreaking of Pulley's novels. Also probably her most dreamy and magical. It's my least favorite of her books, but my least favorite Natasha Pulley book still ended up on my best of 2023 reading list.

The Half Life of Valery K by Natasha Pulley

This book awakened in me a latent love of Soviet queers. You'll see this book filed under sci-fi by booksellers, but it isn't really—it's historical fiction about a very real nuclear disaster in the USSR that was covered up for decades. Like all of Pulley's books, the characters are deeply complicated and flawed. The pleasure is really in reading the way she tells a story and her beautiful use of language, so even if you're not interested in Soviet nuclear disasters, I absolutely recommend you read this. Also, you'll probably be interested in Soviet nuclear disasters when you're done.

The Lost Future of Pepperharrow by Natasha Pulley

Haha, you thought The Watchmaker of Filigree Street punched you in the chest with feels? Get ready for the sequel, which will have you Curled Into A Sobbing Ball On The Floor™. Join Thaniel Steepleton, Keita Mori, and their adopted Waifish Victorian Orphan, Six, as they go to Japan, where things are weird, there are ghosts, and Thaniel and Mori still somehow don't understand what they mean to each other.

The Kingdoms by Natasha Pulley

"What if France won the Napoleonic Wars because of time travelers" shouldn't have shattered me the way this book did, but of course it's a Natasha Pulley novel so it absolutely did. Missouri Kite is the most Gay Little Man™. And Joe, poor Joe. The PINING. The YEARNING. When the reveal happens, I had to go back and read prior sections of the book and good god do they hit different. Different and SADDER. This book is my favorite of Natasha Pulley's novels.

Tommy Cabot Was Here and Peter Cabot Gets Lost by Cat Sebastian

The first two books in Cat Sebastian's The Cabots series. The books are historical fiction that follow various queer men in the Cabot family. The Cabots are one of those old money, liberal New England families—think Kennedys. Both books are about Sad Gay Men™ finding love in soft, tiptoeing Cat Sebastian fashion. Peter Cabot is a road trip romance and a bit longer, so the characters have some time to breathe.

Something Wild & Wonderful by Anita Kelly

This was probably a Stucky fic at one point, right? I mean. No shade though, truly! This was my favorite romcom that I read in 2023. It was also a comp for Strangers to Husbands, haha. I love the setting—hiking the Pacific Crest Trail—and I love the main characters, Alexei and Ben. Alexei came out to his family recently and got rejected, while Ben is from a big, accepting Portuguese family. Funny, touching, and an excellent love story.

Cattle Stop by Kit Oliver

Looks like a romcom but will stab you in the heart repeatedly. Kit Oliver has a gorgeous way with words and captures the dynamic between two people who have no idea how to talk to each other so well. I'm also a sucker for farm settings.

The Sugared Game and Subtle Blood by KJ Charles (The Will Darling Adventures)

I've read almost all of KJ Charles's books at this point, but the Will Darling Adventures are my favorites (I read the first book in the series in 2022). I love the combination of romance and action/adventure. I've never met a m/m book set in the interwar period that I haven't loved. Will and Kim are wonderful characters, and sometimes I think about what other adventures they had after book three ended.

Honeytrap by Aster Glenn Gray

An FBI agent and a GRU agent get assigned to work a case together in 1959 and they fall in looooove. There's a road trip, a family dinner, and FEELS. I'm not sure I've ever had a time skip hit me in the gut so hard. Remember how I said I love Soviet queers? Here's another example.

Wranglestone and Timberdark by Darren Charlton

What if the real dystopia isn't the zombie apocalypse, but "normal" life? I don't know if I've ever read a YA series that sucker-punched me as hard as this one. I know I've never read a zombie book that sucker-punched me as hard as this one. I don't think these books have even been published in the US (only in the UK), but if you can get your hands on them, they're worth it. Really beautifully written in a style that evokes the emptiness of the great national parks of the American west.

Honorable mentions:

The Charioteer by Mary Renault

The Scottish Boy by Alex de Campi

A Power Unbound by Freya Marske

[mrsjavierp]

Where you belong?

Chapter 5 - Die For You

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe (not so accurate), bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only your clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator - 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N:

So, I'm using narcos universe, but screwing up the timeline because we need plots and things for our couple. Nevertheless, just a warning for the accuracy of the series. Btw, I'd love to know about you're thinking about it so far! Your opinion is really important! Tks <3

**

Y/N's POV - 1st Person

After an investigation we did together with the CIA and the Mili Group, we finally had proof about La Catedral. 

Steve, Javier and I were discussing the possibilities and what Noonan would authorize. At the end, I knew what to do first: talk to Gaviria.

We were running against time and Escobar again...

"Yes, ambassador. I know it's risky... But I know we can screw that MF and try to bring Escobar to the US. I'll talk to Gaviria, let me handle it." 

Noonan sighed, I finally won.

"Don't disappoint me, Y/LN. You've done a hell of a job in NYC and have been doing it in Colombia. We trust you. You've got a backup plan?"

"Yes. Already on it, even with plan A working. We're not stopping until we get the motherfucker."

"Good luck, keep me posted."

I called Steve and Peña to my office. 

"I'm heading to Bogota. I need to talk to Gaviria in person about it all."

"I'm going with you, jefe." - Javier said.

"No need to. As a matter of fact, I need you both here... We need to be ready to all that'll happen to La Catedral. My gut is feeling really bad."

They both knew what it meant: bad things for sure. My gut were never wrong, unfortunately. Sometimes early, but never wrong.

*

When I tried to reach, none of them were available.

Something is off... I reached even for Connie and she lied to my face. I'm gonna chop someone's head off.

When I arrived back at the office, my head was spinning: 

An informant confirmed Moncada’s and Galeano's deaths a few days ago, meaning that Escobar was losing his senses.  Was that the La Catedral effect? What will be his next move? The Colombian media were, by the way, publicizing it badly. Noonan would fuck me and the rest of the DEA, probably, if she didn't got fired before that. I knew how the US thought about it. And, the cherry on top: Javier and Steve missing.

I was really fucking overwhelmed. 

A couple of hours later, while I was tracing possible steps for Escobar, trying to think like him, Steve showed up at my office. 

"Murphy, what the fuck? Where the fuck were you?"

At the same time, Javier barged in: "Y/LN, I've gotta talk to you, it's urgent! I think Steve..."

"Hey, man."

"Peña, close this fucking door now!" - I yelled, furious.

I turned on the TV.

"Watch it: it's a fucking disaster. The Colombian army is outside La Catedral, Sandoval just entered... Brace yourselves."

They looked at each other, in silence.

"Here's what I think and what I'm doing: I'm suspending both of you, for a week. Stay low. I know you both tipped the media. Major Wysession told me about what you asked him, Peña... Don't you ever do that again. When I arrived here, I told all of the DEA to be straight with me and I'd be straight with you... Don't go to Wysession or Noonan or anyone. Come to me. I'll handle it. And Murphy, let me guess, Cali? Co-operation proposal?"

Steve swallowed hard.

Javier turned his face away from me.

I poured a glass of whiskey for myself.

"You better hope that Noonan doesn't get me fired."

"Y/LN, yes. Cartel de Cali kidnapped me. They didn't like that we helped kill a few of them, but apparently there was someone innocent among them..."

His words faded away as the TV announced about Escobar's escape.

*

Narrator's POV

Escobar ran off again. 

Noonan got... A nice retirement.

You maintained your position, since Crosby knew and liked how you worked, but didn't stop you from hearing a bunch of shit.

You send Peña and Murphy to check La Catedral, but nothing worked.

"Here's the deal, niños. We're moving to CNP headquarters. Pinzón is such an ass, but I'm working on it. He hates our kind, but who doesn't in Colombia? He threw the tip line on my lap and I'm giving it to you."

"Telephone Operator? Really? Fuck me..." - Murphy complained.

Javier was... Distant. Weird in your eyes. You pretend not to care.

Something is off... - you thought.

Weeks passed since he last touched you, in that pool. A few casual happy hours, catching glimpses. Smirks. 

When you touched yourself, even without your vibrator, his image was right there: crystal clear in your mind.

You were almost giving up drinking your beloved whiskey and dear cigars... To be healthy? 

Fuck, no.

The whiskey's flavor and the cigar's scent remind you of his breath. You wanted to keep him far, but it was becoming unbearable.

"Be patient, you two. I'm not allowed to say much for now. At least pretend to do something. I'm working on our budget and relations with both governments."

After a few screw ups from the agents, as they captured Bush and became a joke, the days were appearing longer and harder. You were practically going insane to prove Crosby, the soon to be new ambassador, that your new, big and, overall, expensive plan was going to work.

You only needed a little luck...

Until it happened: the tip line handed to you three La Quica, one of Escobar's sicarios.

"Pinzón, I'll be a car and two men. Don't make me push further. We're just checking, we're not going to alarm'em." - you told him.

He sighed, made a joke about the fake calls... But said yes. 

As you all prepared to go, Murphy received a call from Connie and she told she was leaving Colombia.

"No, Con, please... Just listen!" - Steve was desperate.

"Murphy, go to the airport. You're not going with us. Go talk to your family, now!" - you spoked at him and he ran off.

"Let's go, boys. We all want La Quica." - I said.

*

Y/N's POV - 1st Person

"I swear, I don't know this one!" - Javier defended himself.

"I already told you, we don't care, Peña. But is this new? It's gotta be, as you don't know it..." - I joked, my heart was a little broken. 

The other cops laughed, as Peña rolled his eyes.

I didn't want to admit that his fame towards prostitutes and brothels made me jealous and a little resentful. 

He'd never know about how I felt nor my... Preference for a certain sextoy baptized after him.

"Stop by the payphone, back here." - I hid my gun and put on a cap, to match my jeans, sneakers and plain shirt. I could pass without no one noticing. - "Vamonos." (Let's go)

Me, Javier and one of the cops got out of the car, one by one.

But someone spotted us and told La Quica.

Out of the sudden, we're running around and, at the market, behaving as a predator hunting a prey. 

That place was so hot, so crowded... I couldn't see anything... Until he glanced before my eyes.

"Gotcha, pendejo." - I ran as fast as my legs could and a bit more. 

A fucking cross-fire started out of the blue and I had to hold a little.

Fuck! - I cursed alone.

I needed to think fast: we're just four and didn't know who to shoot.

Fuck it! I'm going after him! - I decided.

"Someone cover for me!" - I yelled and ran off again. I didn't have an answer before going.

*

Narrator's POV:

"Fuck! Where is she?" - Peña yelled.

When the shots stopped, they saw how the Colombians were frightened. They just wanted peace, not gringos and narcos shooting around.

"Where the fuck is my jefe?" - Javier asked again, screaming, to the other cops, seeing red, looking for you. The veins on his neck were bulging.

The backup arrived shortly with Pinzón.

"My men are looking for her, she went after one of the big fish. Some nerve the girl got, gotta say." - Pinzón mocked.

The other cops held Javier, asking for him to calm down.

Javier'd burn all the fuck down, until he finds you.

"Let me go. Not in the mood." - he said to the poor guy.

"Peña, look! It's her!" - He pointed out to you, a little bit hurt, your pink shirt torn and dirty.

Smiling like a kid on Christmas morning, you came out of nowhere, a little hurt, a few bruises starting to appear, your blouse dirty and torn up... But still looking pleased: a victorious agent.

Coming closer to Peña and Pinzón, you start:

"¡Mis amigos, mira que cosita más bonita tengo acá! I'd like to formally introduce you to this pendejo... Not La Quica this time, but we've got Luiz Rodriguez." (My friends, look what a beautiful thing I've got!)

"In my car I have a bag with 50 grand. If you give me one hour, I can make it ten times bigger." - he offered.

You burst out laughing at him.

"Oh, mi regalito..." (my little gift) - You had started, as one of Pinzón's men put on some handcuffs and you fondled his cheek. - "You're going to Disneyland. Don't worry, we're gonna take so much care of you, mi tesoro." (My treasure)

Javier knew you're mocking that sicario, but he still felt something awful on his chest, 'cause you're supposed to call him those sweet names, not that thug.

*

Arriving at the building, you and Javier went to the locker room, to change before going home. 

"Y/N, you scared the shit out of me. Luiz did all of these injuries? Or has anyone helped him? I swear, if there's someone else, I'll..." - he started, looking worried at you.

Y/N's POV - 1st Person

"No, Peña." - I interrupted him, as I searched for clothes in my locker. - "You're not doing anything. I can take care of myself."

Javier punched his locker hard as fuck.

"I thought I lost you! Don't ever do that again!" - he yelled.

I laughed, in a sarcastic tone, observing him. He seemed actually worried. 

"You know what, Peña? I don't care!" - I lifted my blouse, showing my huge scar on my ribs. - "Can you see it?" - his face shifted from pissed to desolated, as my eyes watered. He looked at another place. - "No! Don't turn! Take a nice long look at it! - My tone was so harsh. His eyes were so sad. - I always take care of myself! I've been alone in this world for as long as I remember, Peña. It's not my first fight on the field, it's not gonna be the last!"

His face was devastated... He felt sorry for me?

"Are you sorry for me, Peña? Oh, grow up! Why do you even care if I die or live? I know you hate me! And you know what? I fucking hate your guts as well!" - I screamed.

He remained silent. Why?

I started to change to a black shirt. I needed to leave.

I walked to the door, but when I noticed, he was behind me, holding it, not letting me leave.

"Y/N, cariño, I know you can take care of yourself, you've been doing that for a while now..." - he whispered in my ear. - "I heard you, by the way... Yes, I heard while you took care of yourself almost every night."

I swallowed hard, thinking:

Oh fuck, he heard me... Oh no...

"However, you called out my name, didn’t  you?" - he continued.

I leaned on the door pressing my back against it, turning to face him as Javier got on his knees and looked at my with those puppy brown eyes and said:

"Let me make your fantasy come true, cariño... Let me be your good boy, your obedient soldier."

His hands started to take off my boots and socks, one by one.

After that, he unbuttoned my jeans and slowly, so slowly, put it down to my feet, throwing it somewhere...

There I was, only in underwear and a shirt, my skin felt hot. 

His eyes never left mine.

I took off my shirt and bra and, lastly, his hands took off my red panties, at a slow pace, as if he was trying not to scare me off.

There I was, naked in front of Javier. 

He seemed to be thinking on what to do first, until he said:

"Tell me what you want, cariño. Let me be your good boy."

I just nodded positively.

"Words, please. Use your big beautiful mouth, cariño."

"Y-y-yes, Javi... Put your lips on me, show me how good you are..." - my voice barely came out.

He smiled, picked up one of my legs over his shoulder exposing me. His lips met my folds, oh so soft, so delicate... My hand grabbed his hair, pulling closer. 

He explored me, without any rush, as if he wanted to last as long as possible... Teasing my hole, opening me up with the tip of his tongue, fucking me. My clit throbbed, as my pussy clenched around his tongue.

I bit my lips, trying to stay quiet, my eyes closed. I couldn't look down, I was almost ashamed.

"Mmm..." - I sobbed, pulling his hair harder.

He slipped two fingers in me, and taking his mouth off me, said:

"Look at me, cariño, open your beautiful eyes while I make you feel good. Am I doing, at least, a nice job?" - he smirks, knowing he was. I opened my eyes, looking down, probably blushing. No one ever made me look as I was being eaten out. - "A little reassurance won't kill you."

"Y-y-yeah, Peña..." - I managed to say.

Oh, fuck.

His thumb met my clit, putting a gentle pressure as his middle and index fingers touched my g-spot.

"You can do better than that, cariño..." - he grinned, asking for more. - "You wet half of my face, Hermosa, you can call me Javi again."

"¡Hijo de puta!" - I cursed. - "Make me come on your lips, for God's sake... Be my good boy, Peña." - I asked.

He smiled and got back to suck my clitoris, making me shake under his touch. 

I came so hard, dripping all over Javier, calling out his name.

He took off one finger, slowing his pace. A very satisfied "hum" came out of him.

"You taste like heaven... You were such a good girl for me, cariño... But I'm greedy, you know? I want more from you and your sweet little pussy." - he smiled. - "I wanna see you beggin'... I'm not stopping now."

I was still burning from my first orgasm. 

Javier Jesus Peña was trying to kill me, for sure.

My hand traveled from his hair to his cheek, caressing him. 

"Javi... I'm only gonna say this once: do what you want with me. Do what you want to my body. I'm yours for tonight."

His finger left me, leaving me empty. 

Oh, fuck.

He stood up, looking deep in my eyes.

"My place or yours?" - he questioned. 

"Yours." - I responded, barely breathing.

He picked up my clothes, helped me get dressed and we went to his place.

Next

[anamelessfool]

I was tagged by @ghuleh-recs and @can-of-pringles for the three facts thing.

1. Mid-Aughts, I worked in Television Production in NYC. At the MTV Times Square Building. Yes, where they filmed TRL. My main job consisted of collecting betamax tapes for producers and editors. Yes, deep underground Times Square there is a vault that houses everything ever aired on MTV and its networks since the mid80s. On hundreds of thousands of betamax tapes that some intern has to haul up. I wonder if it's still there.

2. I love fish and aquariums. It was my dream to have a koi pond since I was a child. I managed to get one now and it's a lovely wild pond that my partner and I have been working on for 5 years now. It was an ugly sludge hole when we bought the place and now it's a thriving ecosystem full of koi, frogs, snakes and even crawfish.

3. I started writing when I was 11. Of course it was HP fanfiction (starring basically a female version of HP surprise surprise). I won a newspaper contest for my writing and it was published which made 11 year old me very happy. My favorite fanfic I ever wrote until now was published anonymously to Fanfiction.net when I was 18. It was a retelling of Pride and Prejudice except with the plot of the Japanese survival horror film Battle Royale. I was proud of how I got Austen's writing voice down pretty well. Basically Mr. Collins turns out to be a psycho that entraps the girls and forces them to battle to the death for Mr. Darcy or their locking necklaces he gifted them explodes their heads. There was no tag system so I enjoyed how people were surprised when Mr. Bennet's head suddenly blew off his body and the game began. I need to find this fic now.

ETA WHAT THE FUQQQ I FOUND IT AND PEOPLE WERE COMMENTING ON IT AS LATE AS 2015 OMFG

Tagging @thew0man @fishwithtitz @prophetofthesufferpuppets @monkberryghouldelight @discountdemonwarehouse @visiosatanae

[battiegutz]

I talk on here a lot hopefully I’m not weirding you out.

I’ve also rewrote parts of 2012 Tmnt. And I have questions!

So hold up lemme get my list.

First of!

Leo? Trans fem? If so, during what arc would she come out? I have my own ideas but I wanna know yours!

Ships?? (Bats eye lashes)

Ok ok next

Any new designs? Cause I have some for the krang and the big krang robot

Mmm what else… OOo!

Redesigns?

Any other plot points and stuff your adding on too?

I really really like hearing ideas about rewriting parts of 2012 .

Anyway hopefully I’m not weird or annoying! Please tell me if I should calm down on the asking (trust me I would not be offended)

-🪲

FUCK !! YESSSS I LOVE BEIN ASKED QUESTIONS DW IT HELPS ME ACTUALLY BRAINSTORM<3<3

yesss transfem leo :3 idk when she comes out but she doesnt rlly get time to think abt her gender until th farmhouse arc but that gets interrupted when they go back to reverse th invasion (i most recently watched th ep where bebop nd rocksteady got mutated so i only have like. a vague idea of what happens next lol) but i think maybe? it would be before the space arc?? god i need 2 keep watchin💀 YES. SHIPS. GOD OK SO. im a multishipper if its not obvious but fr this particular au/rewrite, im eventually gonna have lesbian aprilnardo bc idk they have a rlly good dynamic i think. side not raph nd april are absolutely besties they love talkin shit. there will also be timatello bc im giving tim an actual arc whattttt🤯🤯🤯🤯 anyway yea LOL timatello<3 altho itll just be pining nd they never get 2gether sadly :( srry th angst won nd someone maybe got a little bit shot😔 ill try to throw some jonatello crumbs in aswell maybe, idk torn between them nd rasey fr why does casey have so much game🤨 oh my god yes i want to ideally redesign all the characters tho idk if ill get around 2 EVERYONE but man im a fruit ofc im changin up these designs. i gave april braces nd freckles bc i think it suits her :3 i also wanna make th kraang in general more like. horrifying? probably not the early series kraang, but w aprils kraang dna in particulat i wanna delve deeper into horror teehee. also wanna make karai more well. shes a teenager bruh i think she shuld be allowed to have her emo era lol. im tryna wait until i get thru like majority of th show to mess w th plot points but some ideas i have involve showing more of the farmhouse arc, and considering a certain. lost limb😶(srry leo lol) itll take a bit longer fr them to get back 2 nyc. also jus gonna try nd fix th weird way 2012 did romance subplots?? why does leo hav a crush on her sister🤢 yea no instead she meets karai in civilian clothes nd they bond nd karai becomes like an older sister to her but then she has to betray leo fr shredder :( not super developed obvs but i think i jus wanted karai to wear trap pants and smoke weed lol. april also shuts down donnie rlly early bc shes a lesbian so shes like. bruh. also my recent art post idk what actually happens in mutant apocalypse but i was thinkin abt how interestin it wuld be if leo was captured by the kraang and used as an experiment bc of her unique mutations :3

[introut]

*     ◟    :    〔   can yaman  ,      cis man    +   he/him    〕      eren yalaz ,      some say you’re a  thirty four years old  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  naive  and  vain,  one can’t help but think of  fun fun fun by   the beach boys  when you walk by.    are you still a    congressman  at    government,     even with your reputation as the nepo baby?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and    final sliver of sunshine pushing back against a looming shadow, asking siri how their day was before complaining about his own, reporting every negative twitter mention,    although we can’t help but think of tom wambsgans (succession), lance arroyo (the other two), jeff sadecki (yellow jackets)     whenever we see you down these rainy streets.   

BASICS

name: eren yalaz. age: thirty four. date of birth: 20th march. gender: cis man. sexual orientation: malewife. occupation: congressman ( house of representatives, xth district ). residence: x, nyc. family: deniz yalaz ( father, former us ambassador to russia ), aylin yalaz ( mother, former president of america ), aydin yalaz ( uncle, senator of connecticut ).

“ hey siri … why did god create polyester ? ”

SUMMARY

eren is a cringefail malewife who loves to be loved. if he wasn't a yalaz, he would've made a great kardashian. a sensitive soul who wears his heart on the sleeves. superficial but harmless, with a flair for the dramatics. critical of others who don't live up to his standards. he comes from a political family and has followed in their footsteps and has lived under the pressure of the family legacy. having completed his first term in the house of representatives, he prepares himself for the election.

BACKGROUND

the yalaz family — a political dynasty made of greatness, built on hypocrisy and greed. those who bear the name will do anything to defend it and keep the family’s best interest in mind. whatever it takes.

america has known yalaz presidents, congressmen, governors, and the like. they have buildings and streets named after them. they had won the public with their charm and were there to serve, but people are starting to catch on. there's always a reason for a family to be in high places.

enter eren, a boy who loves to be loved. america's darling prince. growing up in the white house might have been lonely to some, but he basked in the attention. his mother, to make up for her absence, would praise each small action and accomplishment as if he'd fed five thousand people with five loaves and two fish.

the people around her had an obsession with her beauty, which in turn spilled into his own vanity. with cameras shoved into his face constantly, how could he not? the staff become his family but he doesn't know they're just yes men. it wires him to think he isn't capable of making bad decisions and being doted on is the norm. leaving washington doesn't change anything; if anything, it becomes worse.

it's too late, when his family sees him for all of his shortfalls. they deem him harmless because he is malleable and eren learns that his family can also be cruel.

the pressure of the family legacy has always weighed down on him like a thick wet blanket. when they bare their fangs at the smell of blood, he looks for a blooming rose. he is full of heart and bright-eyed. he leads with emotion and feels too much. he cares for validation and what everyone thinks of him. they try to open his eyes to the world of politics, to hunt or be hunted, but he'd rather wait for them to hang their rifles.

despite everything, eren believes he can do things his way. he is the new generation. people like him. people love him. he must be doing things right. even with the unspoken truth that his family paid for him to be where he is today. but it's a difficult thing for him to balance, when he has a fear of letting people down.

after completing his first term, he faces an election. there has been a change of tide and the polling data is not in his favour. how desperate will be he to retain his title? what lengths will he go to avoid humiliation?

[m1dnyt3-w0lf]

Ashley Info

Name: Ashley Hernandez

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Pan

Age: 23

Nationality: Mexican

Place of Birth: California

Height: 5'2

Weight: 160 lbs

Family: Maria Hernandez (mother), Paco Hernandez (father), Javier Hernandez (older brother)

Looks: She has short, brown, and curly hair that rests just above her shoulders that she usually ties into a bun or into double braids. Her eyes were a deep ocean blue with a soft ring of black around her iris. Her skin was a soft tanned color, always reminding her of perfectly toasted bread or the color of caramel. She has an hourglass figure, some chub still clinging onto her hips despite her relentless efforts to get rid of it (she has since learned to love it and now deems it her favorite part of her body). She's usually seen sporting a pair of skinny jeans, a brown leather belt, some black boots, and a black tank top. When the weather gets chilly she'll throw on her favorite blue letterman jacket. It was only her favorite because it had a letter "A" stitched onto the left hand side. This was her "off the clock" wear. However, she does enjoy dressing up if she plans to go somewhere better than the grocery store or her sofa.

Personality: Mostly shy but can be confident on rare occasions. Very apologetic. Not very social but can keep up a polite conversation. A little too friendly (this has gotten her into more trouble than not). Likes to keep to herself. Extremely caring, to the point she'll possibly put her own needs behind everyone else's.

Likes: Pastel colors, burritos, fancy notebooks, figurines, math (yes, math), puzzles, books

Dislikes: Cherry flavored things, loud noises (especially when she's trying to sleep), history and english, cooking

Guilty Pleasure: Romance movies despite how much she's sworn off of romance

Bio: Ashley grew up on the beaches of California. Well, not literally. Her parents had a small apartment that was about thirty minutes away from the beach. It was a very frequent pass-time during the summer. She highly enjoyed building sand castles and wadding around in the water alongside her brother, Javier. She never really traveled as her parents didn't have much money but they made the most of it for her and her brother. A fond memory was going to Disneyland for her birthday. As she grew older she began to become engrossed in her studies as dreams of becoming a writer blossomed in her mind. This, unfortunately, stunted her socializing skills. Her sights were set on Fordham University in New York City. Her parents, unlike others, were ecstatic to see her off to college as her father hadn't gone and her mother only had two years of college under her belt. Ashley managed to get by with a 3.8 GPA and somehow nabbed a scholarship from a creative writing contest she won. However she still applied for financial aid and knew she'd have to work to pay the remainder of what the scholarship didn't. Her parents set up a going away party the week before her departure. All her aunts and uncles and cousins and grandparents came to say their goodbyes and wish her luck. She was very emotional that day. The day of her departure she took a plane to NYC, wanting to get there as soon as possible to both accept the incoming packages of her remaining stuff and to familiarize herself with her small portion of the city and the university.

[msfbgraves]

The night before his wedding, how does Daniel feel? How about Terry? Is Daniel frightened? Is he sad to be leaving his childhood home and his siblings, parents? Is Terry wondering if this was the right choice? Do Daniel and Terry hope their marriage will be happy? That maybe, one day, they’ll come to love the other, or at least like them?

This got long!

So, here's the thing. Daniel knew he would be promised to someone, and that this someone would be picked by his parents, specifically his father. He'd expected more input than he got, but the mechanism of the deal wasn't new to him. He'd been used to the idea since he presented as omega. And since he knows his parents love him (who doesn't, ha!) he trusts that this person will not mistreat him. He knows his value and that this Alpha won't be just anyone. And everyone kept telling him it would be good and warm and safe and comfortable, like home, too, and when he thought about it at all, it all would be ok...

And then Kumiko.

And he's completely gone and what felt like a pretty OK prospect, a kind of rite of passage into adulthood and respectability as himself rather than "that LaRusso pup", "the omega boy", maybe even something to lord over Nessa and Michael and Louie, becomes something restricting rather than freeing. Because why can't he have Kumiko? Why can't he be a father rather than a mother? He's never wanted to protect anyone before, but now he makes sure that Kumiko has enough to drink, pops her blisters, helps her stretch, helps her with western repertoire. He did dance too, as an elective, but what she's doing, an intensive NYCB program, that's a different ballgame. (I'm not going into detail here, I only know the Royal Ballet does them, as does, I think, the Dutch National Ballet, so pretend NYC has one too in this verse.) And he's ready to run away, God knows where, but she's bethrothed of course - wouldn't have been allowed to study otherwise - and it's just too much and too real for them both.

And then he's back home in some heartbroken limbo until he's allowed to be courted and then Terry's there. Courting him with a knife to his throat, somewhat. And then he's been through two heats more alone - one at the dinner and a symbolic one straight before the wedding -and there's a lot going on for that last one, and it's really kind of intense because it is indeed a rite of passage. Like, this is what a heat is like without an Alpha, aren't you lucky you don't have to go through that anymore? Maybe there's some of Terry's clothes too, to kind of already imprint on him. It is A Lot, and it's to distract an omega from dwelling too much on the fear of leaving home. So the night before his wedding he's still a bit shaken having gone through a monster of a heat. And he's very excited at the idea of a party and all the attention, but what his life would be? Can it compare to what he felt for Kumiko? How will it work? Will Terry like him? Can Daniel keep everyone safe? He simply falls asleep at one point, maybe after Pop gives him some extra wine or a tranquilizer for the nerves.

Terry, and I love that for him, wants to get Daniel through it. He's won, and the wedding is to lord that over everyone there, but the kitty, it's hardly his fault, is it? And it's been empty. Many nights staying late at the pub, writing Amanda, dinner at John and Betsy's when he's not busy directing his people. They're still on high alert for some LaRusso scheme, he won't feel entirely safe until after the reception maybe, but the kitty can't know all that. Daniel. Danny Boy. He's inspected their honeymoon suite three times now. It needs to be perfect. Welcoming. Safe. He knows he needs to win him over but the anticipation of having a beautiful, soft omega at his side. Something inside him hungers for it. The smell, the feel of him. God. But he needs to get him through it first. Be a good mate. Make him feel safe.

Was it the right choice? Strategically, yes. Instinctively, also yes. Can he make it work? He's Terry Silver and he likes a challenge. And something soft and warm in his bed. If Terry can make him trust him...

Well, we know that's what Terry does.

[docholligay]

Dear Drunk Doc (anticipating a bit due to time zones): It came out today that next year's Eurovision may be hosted by the UK due to understandable safety reasons in Ukraine. Thoughts? Can we expect good hosting? -- I hope you enjoy your unexpected stay in NYC, and wish you a speedy return home!

Let's assume that the BBC will in fact say yes, which I think they will even though I strongly think they do not want to host it. They don't want the expense, and more importantly, they don't want the expense when everyone is going to tear them down for basically not paying for Ukraine to host, in the UK, with promotion of Ukrainian things and people. And honestly, not to like, side with the UK, but I don't blame them. I, too, would not want to foot the bill for promotion of another country, while anything that goes wrong will be blamed on me.

But I'm not British! I'm a brash American! And so I would simply say: Thanks but no thanks. Ask someone else.

And I don't think the UK will do that. I think they'll say yes, share hosting with Ukraine while footing 100% of the bill, and quietly seethe. And really, is there a more British thing than than making faces at each other and sighing, while allowing whatever thing you don't actually like to continue, because god forbid you say something? Eurovision in the UK this year!

NOW HOSTING. If the BBC takes on full hosting, the hosting will be good. There are many really talented British hosts, some of whom even speak French, and MY GOD would I love if it were Mel and Sue, please, please, I am BEGGING you.

Will the stage be good? I don't know! So much of this will depend on the attitude they take toward hosting given that they did not win and are going to be incredibly socially pressured to "give the mic" to Ukraine. I could see them putting on a rather intentionally low budget show, claiming times are tight, when i think we all know if Sam Ryder had won, they would BLOW OUT for the crown coming back to the UK.

Onto my PERSONAL thoughts...I have just recently played on the generosity of my UK friends, and so it strikes me as a bit unfair that one of my few chances to actually GO to Eurovision might involve me asking again for a favor. SMART MONEY is on Glasgow, so far, and i DO know someone in Glasgow, or Manchester, but honestly I WISH I knew dates for 2023 so I could place speculative hotel reservations while they're still cheap and not HAVE to ask favors. But also Brussels is said to be preparing a bid! So it may not be in the UK at all!

It may be that this is yet another one I have to pass up--Eurovision will come to me someday, I have faith.

[nikethestatue]

I wanted to ask some unusual questions of my favorite Elriel writer. If you don't mind!

Drink of choice?

Favorite place?

What are you listening to now?

Do you listen to music when you write?

Best bar food?

Best food in general?

Do you dance?

What's a must in a man?

In a woman?

Your fave fanfic?

Is it easy to write smut?

When were you happy?

Have you met anyone famous?

Coolest person you've had a drink with?

Sorry if these are random.

Feel free not to answer if you don't feel like it.

Hi Anon!

These are funny (are you implying I have a drinking problem because that's a lot of alcohol related questions! LOL)

Drink of choice?

Irish whiskey, neat

I also like gin, tequila and good ol' beer/lager

Favorite place?

Florence, Italy

I also love London, NYC and Bath

What are you listening to now?

Bones of JR Jones - "St. James's Bed"

Do you listen to music when you write?

No

Best bar food?

Chips/crisps

Best food in general?

Jelled eels

Do you dance?

Yes

What's a must in a man?

Humour, tattoos, confidence

In a woman?

Confidence

Your fave fanfic?

Like a Lonely House, by FeatheryMalignancy

Is it easy to write smut?

Sometimes it's torturous. Sometimes it's easy.

When were you happy?

Pretty much when I watch football (soccer).

2006 when Italy won the World Cup was glorious

Have you met anyone famous?

I used to follow bands and I've met many, many, many musicians

Coolest person you've had a drink with?

Alex Turner? Caleb and Nathan Followill? Jack White?

(maybe I do have a drinking problem? Haha.)

Thanks for this. It was fun.

[elizabeaufort]

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [ BLUEBELL MADONNA RICCI ], a [ 28 ] year-old [ WOMAN  ] has lived in [ BROOKLYN ] for [ SIX MONTHS ]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE/HER ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be an [ DJ & JOURNALIST ]. Well, that and as the [ THE PRIMA DONNA ]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ MARGOT ROBBIE ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it! [ allie, 29, she. her, +2gmt, no triggers]  

INTRO

      She was born in Milan, Italy from a wealthy family. Her father is former president of Italy and her mother is wealthy socialite American. Thus, she always visit USA (more specifically NYC) either in holidays or on Christmas. Her name 'Madonna' was in honor to grandmother and also the singer that her father is super fan.

      During her time on school, she had difficulty to adapt with the other people, at first she studied in a private school only for girls, but eventually she wound up being homeschooled, she liked that way, so she wouldn't have to deal with the bullies and could focus in every extra activity her parents put her to do.

       Much for the dismay of her father she didn't want to graduated on the things he wanted. He wished her to be in law career, but instead she opted journalism and meteorology.

       Bluebell Madonna loves music, so began to get interest in electronic music, at first she used to try making mixing songs with some friends, at home drunk, eventually she began being popular with songs she was creating, sometimes she even does shows.

       Currently she found a job in NYC, working on TV talking about the weather, which was something she used to do in Italy. Her father won the election for presidency again, making her being 'the daughter of president' again.  Yes, she is the ‘weather girl’. The reason she choose to live in Brooklyn it's due to the fact some of her friends lived there.

MORE TO COME.

[the-carnage-of-new-york-city]

How’d you two meet?

“Carnage came to me when I was in a middle of a fight at the ‘NYC Clash,’ a hidden fight club that I go to almost every for money.”

“I was created in a fight also a few months prior!”

“Yes, yes you were. Carnage started sort of existing after another symbiote that goes by Venom, got into a scuffle with the Wolf Spider from its blood and-“

“I STARTED LIVING!”

“I understand that, yes. Carnage was on the streets for while, latching onto stray animals to stay alive until he snuck into the NYC Clash as a rat and latched onto me after a fight (I won that fight by the way).

And ya know, I came home, looked in the mirror and Carnage stole my reflection.”

“You screamed like a little girl.”

“I did not. And ever since then, he sort of just stayed around and helped me with my fights. Everyone at the Clash loves him.”

“We also go out and destroy things :D”

“We know Carnage, we know.”

[bonfire-at-the-crossroads]

Godd save us from the “Experts”

Went to an auction in the North - Irvinestown, a couple weeks ago. Fairly ordinary, a few nice things, and this frame hanging on the living room wall. I glanced at it, but kept coming back to it as the auction droned on. Pulled it off, turned it over - was beguiled by the hand-forged iron hanger, and the inscribed name of one F W Barton.

It was me and an invisible online bidder - I chased hard, and won.

I believe it to be an original 17th century carved and gilded auricular frame from Florence.

Yes, I know there have been copies made. But this is OLD. the hanger is old, the lettering is old, the carving is great, the gilding is heavy and lovely - and it doesn’t look like a 19th century copy to me. The man whose house I was in and whose stuff was being auctioned, had also written his name on verso. He dated it when he acquired it, so it’s been in that house since December 1952.

I started researching the Barton family, and found my guy. The original Barton made a fortune importing Bordeaux wines in the late 1600’s - he bought vast amounts of land, built several big important estates - one of which was a few miles from Irvinstown. (Now demolished)

The place, the names, the dates, and even a particular Barton who lived in Florence in the mid 1700’s - everything points to this being an original work.

But

I sent photos and my research to the “expert” at Adam’s. Without actually examining it, he has responded “19th century copy - probably with a connection to F W BURTON “ - an artist who did a lot of pre-raphealite paintings and used baroque frames. “ worth between €200-400.”

Without consideration of all the similar-looking gilded auricular frames in museums across the world? Without examining the piece in your own hands? I “thanked him” - and remarked that “I am left wondering why anyone would trouble to carve such a thing in the mid 19th century - when the taste in decorative ornament would have followed along the lines of French or English frames of the period?” A polite fuck you….

I’ve sent the photos to Lowy’s in NYC, and to Bassenge Galleries in Berlin. Here’s hoping to find somebody with eyes and a curious mind…