#about r.t.

[zackcollins]

I was in a pregame Deathmatch on Kanezaka earlier. I ran into another Cassidy. He used the Cowboy Bebop finger guns emote on me. I used it back at him. He used the heart souvenir. I used it back at him. He started line dancing. I started line dancing with him. He sat down. I started laughing and smiling because my fourth equipped emote for Cassidy is literally "take a load off." And like. I was about to sit down with him but that's when it decided to find me a match.

So, uh. If anyone that's reading this is that Formal Cassidy from Kanezaka earlier, thank you so much because I'm sick today and you basically flirting with me made me feel a gazillion times better.

Sincerely,

Deadlock Cassidy (with jade Peacekeeper)

[sinningtamer]

Permission to request someone getting so fat they get stuck in a hole halfway?

wall stuck (and its variants) is actually one of my favorite kinks, i just don’t draw it often because i get caught up in the logic LOL

[untamedsinning]

i have. the problems.

[dudeshusband]

I'm totally imagining all the silly little art youtuber things. not just speed drawings and "how to draw x" but like sort of "what's in my bag artist edition"

[koushirouizumi]

{from here!}

INFINITY'D

[new-dinosaurs]

Fona herzogae Avrahami et al., 2024 (new genus and species)

(Reconstructed skull of Fona herzogae, from Avrahami et al., 2024)

Meaning of name: Fona = Fo'na [ancestor of the CHamoru people in their oral history]; herzogae = for Lisa Herzog [discoverer of one of the localities where Fona specimens have been found]

Age: Late Cretaceous (Cenomanian), between about 99.17–99.52 million years ago

Where found: Cedar Mountain Formation, Utah, U.S.A.

How much is known: Remains of at least five individuals, including nearly complete skeletons.

Notes: Fona was a thescelosaurid, a group of relatively small (sheep-sized or smaller), bipedal ornithischians ("bird-hipped" dinosaurs). Thescelosaurids were traditionally thought to have been ornithopods (a group that includes the duck-billed hadrosaurids, among others), but several recent studies suggest that they were equally closely related to both ornithopods and marginocephalians (the group uniting the horned ceratopsians and dome-headed pachycephalosaurs).

Fona exhibits many potential adaptations for digging burrows, including enlarged attachment points for muscles on the shoulders and increased fusion among the hip vertebrae and pelvic bones. Some of these same features and direct evidence of preserved burrow structures have been reported for another thescelosaurid that lived at around the same time, the closely related Oryctodromeus of Montana and Idaho. If Fona also lived in burrows, being buried in them may explain why its fossils are so abundantly and completely preserved, considering that remains of small dinosaurs are otherwise uncommon at the sites where it has been found.

A range of minor anatomical differences can be observed among different individuals of Fona. Some of these differences might represent sexual dimorphism or features that changed during growth, but further research is needed to identify the most likely explanations for them.

Reference: Avrahami, H.M., P.J. Makovicky, R.T. Tucker, and L.E. Zanno. 2024. A new semi-fossorial thescelosaurine dinosaur from the Cenomanian-age Mussentuchit Member of the Cedar Mountain Formation, Utah. The Anatomical Record advance online publication. doi: 10.1002/ar.25505

[themotherofblood]

Prologue . 1 | RIVER OF FIRE | THE LADY | D.T x R.T x READER

series masterlist | main masterlist

~ where ever you stray, I’d follow. Begging for you to take my hand ~

“Rhaenyra? Rhaenyra… she is the gust of spring air after a bitter winter. She is a child’s first laughter. She is my knight. Our days spent climbing trees and visiting Aemma. Rhaenyra insisted that Syrax is finally large enough to saddle two but I refused her, what if I fell? I am a little too young and too pretty to die just yet. But too Rhaenyra, she is my happiness and I her lady.”

The summer of one hundred and ten years after Aegon's Conquest, you'd remembered the days to be so vibrant. That was your fifth year at Kings Landing, and the second year since the fourteenth day of the fifth moon since you had realized you held passions for Rhaenyra Targaryen.

There was a true sense of sisterhood between Laena, Alicent, Rhaenyra and you. The little ladies that ran the Red Keep a muck, the hordes of giggles and dozens of fabrics that followed everywhere you went. Alicent and Rhaenyra, the older girls of four and ten, Laena and you were two and ten finding yourself in a closer bind of sisterhood, that and your shared love for exotic fauna.

Your fingers had been deep in dirt, planting away yet another exotic seed that Lord Corlys procured for you and Laena, they never understood how you managed to grow them but you did. They thrived in the summer months, while your hands mindlessly packed soil, and your eyes remained on Rhaenyra as she rested her head in Alicent's lap. You couldn't quite decipher the stinging burn in your chest as you watched Alicent twirl Rhae's silver locks in her fingers.

Laena was a silently observant person, she looked between your eye line before dragging you to lay in between the blossomed flower beds. "I wrote for my brother yesterday, demands of sweets and sieges of poetry were demanded of," you told Laena, truly trying to distract yourself. Laena giggled as she shook her head. The softness of her voice echoed with chirps of hummingbirds, the sun crisp against her skin just as it shimmered against yours.

"Silk and gold threads from Lys, and more shells. Father promised me more." Laena continued as she toyed with her sea blue sleeves. "And thanked him on your behalf for the seeds."

Even as you remained deep in conversation with your companion, your eyes held an envious gaze toward Alicent; you hated feeling this way. She was your friend too, you were all friends with each other and yet this unfamiliar feeling gnawed at your insides for over a year. You giggled and chuckled along at all the court gossip of the older ladies being wed and betrothed to the knights of their dreams.

"Lady Laena," Daemon called out from behind you as you shot up to look at him. This man intimidated you to your core and yet provided you with the wisest of wisdom. "Your mother calls for you," he gestured at Laena. She wished you farewell before running off, you shuffled up awkwardly, unaware of what to do, so you turned your eyes to Rhaenyra and she was still too engrossed with Alicent. Your envious gaze bore holes into the brunette girl; you were meant to be friends but you simply couldn't help yourself.

"You ought to look harder, you might envision an arrow in her head." Daemon mused at your glare, you scowled at him and got up. Shrugging your skirts free of dirt and grass.

"You may jest at court all you like, leave me out of it my prince," you looked up at him with a scowl, lip jutted out as your returned to watching Rhaenyra enviously.

"Ah- I humbly apologise princess," he bit his lip from chuckling further at your frustrations, he held your upper arm to stop you from running away.

"How about you join me for a walk? The day is far too beautiful to be wasted," he offered, extending his arm out of you to take. You looked once more to Rhaenyra lounging with Alicent and then you agreed. You didn't want to be alone at that moment. You walked with him in the royal gardens, nobody questioned anything. He was a frequent visitor to his brother's daughter and you. You had found a quiet corner to lay flat on the grass again as Daemon nursed on a flask of...wine.

He offered you some, which you immediately spit out over the bitter taste making him laugh even louder. "Blegh...," you shivered the taste away "what is that?"

The corners of Daemon's eyes crinkled, "moonshine," he shrugged taking two swigs before putting the flash away.

"It's disgusting, death," you coughed getting the burn away from your throat.

"How is your, city watching going," you began an awkward conversation, fully aware that he was about to question you about your sour behaviour today.

"The heathens of King's Landing ought to fear the colour gold from now on," he stated, looking to the skies. There was an odd moment of silence before he spoke up again. "Perhaps Viserys would send out less of an army every time you princesses visited."

"What were the daggers for? Alicent stole your pretty doll or something," he quirked his brow at you, in truth he was concerned that you might have pounced onto Otto Hightower's spawn, having a history of brawling with young lasses at court who dared to test your patience; he hoped you'd fess up. You shook your head to disagree.

"She would never steal my dolls, she has plenty of her own," you stated, ripping at the grass next to you. Pulling them through one by one as a frown pulled over your forehead once more. The image unwavering within your mind, Alicent asking- no, demanding Nyra's attention from dawn to dusk. Yet today they wore matching coloured gown, Nyra wore matching gowns with you, not Alicent. The portrait a bitter taste in your mouth, how do you explain that to a prince notorious for being wild, unchained.

"So you admit, scary little Dornish princess does play with dolls," he teased, referring to the rude remarks that never seemed to stop at court about you.

"What did you expect? That I play with human skulls?" you scoffed, pouting and looking even more upset. The balls of grad that filled your small fists, you lurched at Daemon and then finally caved. "Rhaenyra seems to enjoy Alicent's company more than mine."

"Well," Daemon began, the thoughts swirling in his head projecting across his face "they are friends, and so are you...?" He pushed along, clearly another motive lingering at his tongue.

"Yes we are- we are just friends," you hesitated to elaborate further, afraid you wouldn't find the weight words to profess what you felt.

"Not very ladylike to lie is it, princess?" He cock his brow up, accusing you to weasel your confession out of you.

"We are more than friends I think, more than sisters." You confessed, tethering yourself to the edge of the truth.

"Ah," Daemon let out a knowing sigh "Young love."

"It's wrong," you hissed "It is love, however." you tutted, shaking your head for having these thought, your mind yet agains filling with the image of curt Septa Marlow with a cane in her hand. Death, that's what such thought entail by the Seven.

"Would you be happier if you told her, having a partner is a blessing," he smiled, honestly happy about what you felt for his niece, there wasn't a moment where Daemon wished not to thrive within the mess that was his family, but something so pure and confused sat by his feet. Finding remorse in his heart for both girl, perhaps they would taste the choice he never got should Daemon be King someday as his brother's heir.

"You have a partner, are you happy?" clearly toying with his disdained marriage, he scowled at you. "You spend the better part of the year with us and the rest with your paramour."

"Where have you heard of my paramour?" Daemon let out a questioning scoff, pondering on where might the little princesses had managed to hear of his whore mongering habits.

"Lord Hand may have mentioned something at supper," you shrugged, "The Mother better not provide me with a husband like you, I might lose my mind."

"You are two and ten, what do you know of love." He japed throwing the grass you threw at him back.

"More than you, the writers are better at professing love than you my prince. Perhaps I could lend you a book." You teased back.

"Perhaps you could," He chortled, leaning back against the tea bark.

"You should bring Lady Rhea a cat, perhaps a white one." You offered, genuine advice, everyone loved cats; apart from Queen Aemma, they made her sneeze like a mad woman. "She'd be more agreeable."

Damon laughed, "She may actually poison the poor thing."

You never understood why Daemon was so open to half the things you and Rhaenyra hurled at him. Young ladies often confessed to their septas but you were sure she would have painted your palms red with a cane if you confessed that you loved a girl. The more your head toiled with those immoral questions, you grew silent once more.

"Apart from your lady wife; had you ever found love?" You asked him out of sheer curiosity.

"You are far too young to worry about such things little princess." He said while shaking his head, his eyes soft as he tried to find a solution to your juvenile problems. "Perhaps if you do want to confess your love, you ought to kiss her."

You shot up straight, looking at him confused "What if do and then I'm with a babe- I don't want a babe; I'd be ruined!" You hissed

Daemon slapped his palm on his forehead "Who has told you of such falsehoods?"

"Septa Marlow did." Your mind began wondering, what would Rhaenyra's babes look like...

"Demented hag," He muttered under his breath "I can assure you, princess, one does not come with a child from a kiss; if that were so. King's Landing would be swarming with my bastards."

"Oh- so I can kiss her?" You blushed, and a new hope flared in your chest.

"Yes, as much as you like." He smiled at your excitement.

"Your grace," A servant girl bowed as she entered the gardens "Dinner has been served in his grace's solar."

Daemon escorted you to his brother's solar, Viserys was already in his seat with Aemma. Just as their family poured into his solar, Aemma's face lit up. You moved around the table, bowing to Viserys before pressing a kiss on Aemma's cheek before sitting down next to her. Her mothering began the second she saw you, tutting at stray pieces of grass tangled in your hair.

"How are feeling today, your grace." You questioned about her condition, yet another pregnancy that she announced four moons before and since then her face began paling, she couldn't join you in the Godswood to help you garden your plants.

"Better, the babe should begin kicking soon enough." She said as she rubbed her belly.

"The boy shall add another to your army I reckon," Viserys japed, letting out a fatherly chuckle along with Daemon.

The doors creaked open when Rhaenyra finally arrived, she too pressed a kiss to her mother and then her father's cheek before sitting herself across from you. "Forgive me, I was carried away with Alicent."

You wanted to scream at the back of your mouth, you didn't want to feel this way. Alicent was your friend, you were a good girl and not a bully. You were being cruel to her in your head but you couldn't stand how much time Alicent was taking away from Rhaenyra. Taking her to the fool's shows and bird watching, she even took Rhaenyra to the Sept. Rhaenyra does not pray, let alone believe in the seven!

You toyed with your food for a while, pushing peas back and forth with your fork, to which Viserys took note "You ought to eat child." He voiced his concerns about making your fork stop its scraping.

"Forgive me, your grace, I'm not very hungry." You shrugged "May I please be excused?"

Viserys looked around the table and sighed, nodding. You said your farewells and sprinted to your room. You breathed out deep stress-infused sighs, grumbling under your breath as you cuddled a pillow on your window bed.

Stupid...stupid girl for thinking she would feel the same way for you, other than a sister.

What if she felt that way for Alicent? Mayhaps that's the reason she began to pull away from you...

It was sinful in so many ways, pillow biters. That's what the older ladies sniggered about in the halls. Were you a pillow bitter? Could girls even be pillow bitters? You tried to concentrate on the book you decided to finish and yet your mind just wouldn't seize its endless blathering.

Your door opened after a series of knocks, in walked Queen Aemma with two servant girls, hauling along a tray of fruits and a glass of milk. "It isn't wise to go to bed on an empty stomach, it will ache tomorrow." She patted your hair, choosing to sit opposite you. "Finish the whole thing."

You whined at the cup of milk, you didn't exactly hate the beverage but gods did it taste absurd some days. She gave you a comforting push, smiling as you tried to consume the cup in one go; perhaps that way your tongue wouldn't linger in its flavour afterwards. You sighed, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Good girl," She said, looking out the glaring moon that graced your window "Now tell me what disturbs you? Is it your home again?"

If only it were that simple, you stopped crying about your home more than three years ago, your father abandoned you and your brother was the sole reason your blood still stained its Dornish colours. You meekly shook your head, hoping she would leave the subject at that.

"If it's people at court sweetling, if they malign you in any way. You must tell me." She gently held your jaw, lowering her face to make you meet her glistening eyes.

"Yes, your grace."

"Alright then," She leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead, before letting you reciprocate with one on her cheek "Do not stay awake for too long."

You remembered your conversation with Daemon, more so how he always seemed to acquire what he wanted by the sheer strength of his will. The sheer strength of your will, that's what you need. Just a little bit of bravery, for what is the worst that could happen. They have your gelded for making an impasse at the only crown princess of the Targaryen dynasty.

You padded your feet over next door, greeting Ser Westerling who was stationed outside your and Rhaenyra's apartments for tonight. Her room was empty, though prepared for her slumber as fresh incense burned off her receiving table, linens just moved around to sleep in. You shuffled yourself onto her bed. Sitting on your knees at the centre.

"Rhaenyra I love you, in a not sisterly way..."

"I speak from the depth of my heart, I profess my devotion to you sweet princess... no...no that is far too melodramatic."

You began speaking to yourself in your head, insanity, pure insanity. You were sure if you thought too hard; you'd lose yourself in your own mind full of cats, dragons and knights and ten versions of Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra's chamber doors finally opened, she shuffled in; pulling at her earrings as she kicked her slippers away before pulling a sack from her pockets to place on her dresser. Humming a little song under her breath before her eyes fell on you sitting in her bed, she squealed. Placing a palm on her chest, clearly shuddered in shock.

"Seven- what are you doing here?" She questioned, eyes wide as she pushed the little sack away further.

"You didn't come to hug me before bed- so I thought I would visit you." You shrugged awkwardly

"I- I was with Alicent, lost track of time." She said as she stretched the back of her neck.

"Oh-"

Don't say it

Don't say it- you fought your tongue with all your might

"Princess, do you not wish to be my friend anymore?" You said sounding insecure and solemn.

Rhaenyra looked taken aback "What makes you say that."

"You spend all your time with Alicent, going to the markets, the Sept and spend your evenings in her solar... it's just she is your friend too but I rarely see you anymore." You mumbled your words out in one giant sentence.

"I- you silly duck." She curled her lips in her mouth to stifle a growing smile. "We were making preparations for your name day." She confessed, looking amused at your pouted face.

"So...you do want to be my friend." You questioned again to be clear.

"Why would I not." she exclaimed throwing herself onto her bed "You shall always be my dearest companion." She pulled you down into a hug.

Tell her

Tell her

Daemon's voice taunted you.

"Can I kiss you?" You blurted out, your palms began to sweat

Please do not me have gelded

Or beheaded

Rhaenyra looked at you quizzically before turning her head to offer you her cheek. That too in definition was a kiss but that wasn't what you meant. You fumbled with your fingers as your brain racked up ways to confess your passions for your dearest princess

"I meant- have you ever noticed how Viserys always goes straight to Aemma whenever she visits him, the first he does is kisses her." You said trying not to fumble over your words "Well, whenever you visit my stomach flutters in butterflies and all I want to do is kiss you."

Rhaenyra tilts her head, looking confused yet almost grasping at what you meant.

"I love you," You confessed

"So do I." She replied innocent words shared many times over between the two of you.

"No- I love you like a knight would his lady." You elaborate, again fear flaring in your chest.

Please do not have me exiled

"Like a knight loves his lady...?" She repeated, thoughts flooding behind her purple eyes "So are you the knight or the lady."

"I- what?" Her reply confused you, was she happy; was she mad? You couldn't quite place an emotion on her face "Uh- the lady."

"Then I love you like a knight too," She replied smiling ear to ear.

"Wait you do?" You were sure the smile that spread on your face made you look like a drunken fool but you had not a care in the known.

She nodded eagerly "Do we kiss now?"

"I believe so," You agreed, heat rushing to your cheek as your pursed your lips towards her, her soft lips pressed against yours as she graced you with a chaste kiss.

The two of you broke apart in a fit of giggles, Rhaenyra blushed red as you fanned at your warm face.

"That was very nice," she said awestruck, before pulling you closer for another.

"My knight," you whispered against her lips.

next chapter

[midnightstar-90]

Fanfic Suggestions

This is a masterlist of all the fanfics that I have read and give a "10/10 Would Read Again" Rating. I love these writer's works, and I believe they deserve the recognition. They inspire me and my writing, and I am truly thankful for that.

I am incorporating both Tumblr and Wattpad Fanfics. If it has a user, it's a Tumblr writing, and no user is a Wattpad writing.

Hope y'all enjoy ❤️

🔥- 18+/Mature | ☔- Sad

Scream

Lovers Lane (C.M.M) 🔥

@msgorillagripcoochie's About You Fic (C.M.M)

@n-slayaaaaa's Calls I Can't Make Fic 1 2 3 (E.L) | (C.M.M) 🔥

DC Comics

Knight Wolf and Little Robin (J.T)

Lost Cause (J.T)

Control (C.K)

@tinkerbelle05's Maybe We'll Get Through This (J.R)

@asonofpeter's Where You Go Masterlist (J.R)🔥

@oneshots-heaven's The Motel Room Masterlist (D.G)

Vampire Diaries | Originals | Legacies

The Original Daughter (E.M)

Cursed Witch (K.M) 🔥

Damon's Daughter (D.S)

Avatar

@avatarkv

@cryinginthemoonpool's A Forgotten Birthday ☔ (Sully Family)

Harry Potter

Infinity (F.W) 🔥

Evermore (S.S) 🔥

Endgame (S.S) 🔥

Stranger Things

Ho Hey (E.M)

Julie & The Phantoms

Somethin Stupid (R.P)

Boy Meets World

Capsize (S.H)

Oscar Issac + Characters

@melodygatesauthor (O.I)

@sweetly-yours-and-mine (O.I)

@bastardmandennis's Pretty When You Cry (J.L) 🔥

@ivystoryweaver's With You Masterlist (Moon Knight System)

@mooooonnnzz's Miguel O'hara & Daughter Action 1, 2, 3, 4 (M.O)

Moondust (Moon Knight System)

@m00nsbaby's Why Won't You Love Me? (Moon Knight System)☔

@lockleysfav's Haze (M.O)🔥

@januaryembrs's Last Knight In SOHO Masterlist (Moon Knight System)🔥

@bastardmandennis's Even If It's A False God (M.S)🔥

@ohmystaxk's Goodbye, My Dear Stranger Masterlist (Moon Knight System)🔥

@alwritey-aphrodite's I'll Be Back Again To Stay Masterlist (S.G)🔥

Marvel

Pistol (H.B)

Freaks | Runaways | Heroes | Humans (P.M)

@anonymousewrites's Portal To My Heart Masterlist (L.L)

Shadow & Bone

Stain of Red (The Darkling)

@midnightlilium's Reborn Masterlist (The Darkling) 🔥☔ * Not as explicit as other content on this app*

@kasagia's I'll Be Back For You Fic 1 2 (The Darkling) | (K.B)

@moonlightgrisha's Moon Summoner Masterlist (The Darkling)

Actors

@yawneneteyam's All Things Connected Masterlist (J.F)

@babybluebex's Bad Idea, Right? (J.Q) 🔥

IT

@anxiouslymalicious's Losers Club Plus One Masterlist (R.T)

New Girl

A Summer's Day (N.M) 🔥

Bridgerton

@bosbas's Love In Bloom Masterlist (B.B)

@nikkisheep's To Be Alone With You series (A.B) 🔥 1 2 3

@bellatrixscurls's Arranged Marriage (A.B) 🔥

@bellatrixscurls's Exquisite Weather Today, No? (A.B) 🔥1

@fayes-fics's A Beneficial Arrangement (A.B) 🔥

@marwritesgood's Illicit Affairs (A.B) 🔥

@dreamwritesimagines's Enamored Masterlist (A.B)

The Second Born Bridgerton & The Second Born Bridgerton's Wife (B.B)

@homeofthepeculiar's I Know You So Well Masterlist (B.B)🔥

Criminal Minds

@dr-spencer-reids-queen's Criminal Minds Series Rewrite Masterlist (S.R)

@fortheloveofwonderland's Me & You & Everyone We Know - Masterlist (S.R)🔥

Jensen Ackles + Characters

@zepskies's Take Me Home Masterlist (B.A)

@zepskies's Masterlist (Jensen + Characters)

@luci-in-trenchcoats's Home Sweet Not Home (J.A)

@lamentationsofalonelypotato's You Call It Madness But I Call It Love Masterlist (S.B)

@anundyingfidelity's Blood, Sweat, & Tears (B.B/S.B)🔥

@syrma-sensei's Hush Hush Behind The Shield (S.B)🔥

@anundyingfidelity's I'm A Ruin 1, 2, 3 (S.B)🔥

@wayward-dreamer's Pillow Talk (S.B)🔥

@princessmisery666's Please Don't Leave (J.A)

The Rookie

@xxchumanixx's Rookie Masterlist (T.B/J.N)

@chiefdirector's Rookie Masterlist (T.B/Chenford)

@fluentmoviequoter's Rookie Masterlist (T.B)

Percy Jackson Series

@woodlandwrites's Mind Over Matter (L.C)

[sparkiekong]

Missing Evie 4/10

“Does he know?” R.T. asks.

“Not yet. I am not sure I want to tell him about them. He is a good man, but he could be the reason someone would take the children from me. He is a kind honorable man, and I think he will try to push for marriage to make an “honest” woman out of me and I do not want or need that.” Evelyn replied, “I will tell him, eventually. Please keep that bit between us. Randall and Tristan would have a good laugh about that.”

“A secret it stays then, my sweet girl. Please come home and I will prepare your room for their arrival.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” She hung up the phone and left R.T. shocked at the use of the word, “Daddy” she had not called him that since she was five years old. He had forgotten how much he missed it. Then the reality set in, “I am a granddad… I suppose that calls for a pipe and some brandy.” He walked into his office and lit up a pipe and poured himself a glass of brandy before sitting down in his office chair looking pleased, “I am a granddad… gramps? Granddad? Papaw?” He puffed a few times as his pipe came to life. “I should let them decide, I suppose. He looked over at his one image of his wife, Elena. He touched the image gently, “You would have been over the moon honey. She named her daughter after you… they are so grown and strong. You would be proud of them all.”

[marcusrobertobaq]

All Eden Club androids got the name "Traci", same way as Chloes and Connors but doesn't change the fact North changed it (was originally Marla tho) but i really don't know if the old Eden Club script had this general generic names for models or was individual.

Actually i don't even know if Marla was a traci model and we lost some context when they changed and mixed scripts.

Never wondered why Jericho characters got the name they got? No, I ain't talking about the biblical refs, I'm taking bout when, who and why someone chose these names.

I really ain't got no idea, I ain't no specialist in this type of headcanon.

[sattelite-of-love]

katie x sophia drabbles

fandom: that 80’s show

“Stop distracting me.” 

“I'm looking for Daddy, did he change offices?”

Katie asked as she moseyed into R.T.’s office and was a bit let down to find her dad’s chair occupied with Sophia.  Sophia, who only gave Katie a polite smile before going back quickly and expertly typing away at her typewriter.  

“No, we just share when he's not in, which is usually.”  She gave an airy reply but Katie still lingered.

“Oh.”

Sophia heard the pout in her voice, paused what she was typing, and looked up at the twenty-year-old.

“What do you need Katie?”  She asked patiently with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.  Katie was used to that pout working with more than just her Daddy.  It wasn’t Katie’s fault, it was just her nature, to make people want to do things for her.  For Sophia though, this job had been a nice distraction from her more obsessive traits that involved R.T.’s daughter.

“I was going to see if he could help me with some extra spending money.”  Katie was all smiles and bounce now that the attention was on her fully.  So Sophia found it easy to indulge her a bit.

“Oh, well I can help you with that!”  She gave a wave and stood up, walking around her desk so she could face Katie full-on.  “Let me write you a check, I forge his signature all the time.”

“That's so sweet.”  Katie gave with a giggle and Sophia replied with a light scrunch of her nose.  “But I was thinking more like a summer job between semesters.  Like Daddy's assistant or something?”

They both knew her father would jump at the opportunity to have his daughter be a part of the business, even in a small way.  Sophia took the company's finances more seriously than he did though.

“He's not in the office enough to justify that expense.”

Katie thought on that a moment, chewing her bottom lip and Sophie watched the action obediently.

“What about you?”

“What about me?”  She countered, crossing her arms with an easy smile as she leaned back against the front of her desk.

“I could be your assistant?”

That would be a bad idea, an even worse idea, a distracting, unproductive, self-destructive kind of bad idea.  The kind that had Katie at her beck and call instead of the other way around.  Just the mere suggestion was already very distracting.  Sophia had the word ‘no’ on the tip of her tongue, but it only came out as a sigh.

“Coffee.  no cream, one sugar.”

To which Katie gave a little noise of excitement and smiled ear to ear as she practically skipped out of the office.

"you know what you’re doing”

She’d hate to misread this like she did all the other times.  When Katie would talk or smile or laugh, and it was never for Sophia’s benefit.  This time they were dancing, after Sophia noticed that Katie came to the club alone, after she downed a jack and coke, after she scanned the room and caught eyes with Sophia who was watching her with mild curiosity.  Sophia was done with all that though, all that that involved paying too close attention to Katie.  Still, now they were dancing.  First separately, enthusiastically, enjoying the fast beat of the song.  Then closer, slower, and the song hadn’t even changed.

She’d hate to misread this but Katie’s arms were around her neck now and that real strong feeling of crashing her life into a wall at 90 mph came back to Sophia like it never left.  She had to yell for Katie to hear, but she wanted to whisper it;

“What are you doing?”

Katie didn’t answer, but she knew, they both knew.

“Prove it.”

“Everyone has a spot.”

“Not everyone.”  Katie denied, just as tipsy.  They were at Sophia’s new place and it was a party, there were other people around them and even sitting on the couch with them, but now it seemed to just be the two of them.  Music was still going and the people were probably somewhere, Sophia supposed.

“Everyone I've ever known then, If you want to get literal…”  Katie poured another shot of something brown, but Sophia swiped it before the younger woman could.  Corey’s sister had a tendency to drink more the drunker she got and the apartment just got moved into, so Sophia was not ready to have Katie puking her guts out.  She brought the shot up to her own lips before smirking over at the other woman.  “Even you.”

“What?  Wha–you don't even know.  You and I never did anything spot related.”  She sputtered out, indignant over the stolen shot and the insinuation.  Of course Katie was right, as Sophia grinned dumbly her way, cringing a little as she swallowed the last of the alcohol.  So she was bullshitting her a bit, just relying on experience and all that.  Still, Sophia teased a bit more

“It's so obvious, Katie.  Especially on you.”

“Prove it.”

She said it fast and probably without thought, but there was no way Sophia would not take advantage of an opportunity when she had one.  She leaned in and put her head in the crook of Katie's neck.  The younger woman froze but didn't push her away.  Sophia focused all her attention on her task and not on the smell of Katie's skin, opening her mouth and leaving a gentle open mouth kiss in a specific spot behind Katie's ear.

The reaction was immediate, her tense form shaking a bit as a moan was pulled out from somewhere deep in Katie’s chest.  It was embarrassing how easy that was to do, and they both knew it.  So then came Katie’s hands pushing on her shoulders gently but firm, and Sophia obliged because she was fully capable of controlling herself even if it drove her crazy.

“That wasn't fair.”  Katie’s cheeks were as red as Sophia's lipstick that was smudged on both of them now.

She wiped the corner of her mouth, unsatisfied and frustrated.

“No.  No it really wasn't.”

“playing it safe.”

“When are you going to break up with him?”  Sophia asked as they were in Katie’s childhood room, full of childlike things that Katie wouldn’t admit she had grown out of.  

“Me and Owen?”  Katie sounded unbothered, curious, and like she wasn’t half naked in her bed with Sophia kissing her way down her chest.  "We never break up, just take breaks.”

That proved true because when they were on breaks, Katie was finding ways to get the older woman’s attention.  At least now they were fucking, because the teasing was the worst.  It was ‘which dress looks better’, ‘lets get drunk in your car’, ‘what do girls even do together’.  Katie wasn’t dumb though, and it only ever lasted as long as it took for her to forgive Owen and take him back.

“He's so boring.”  Sophia grumbled, as Katie’s bra was pulled away and replaced with tongue and teeth that was making the girl under her squirm and gasp.  Sophia wasn't even sure her and Owen even had sex, she couldn't even imagine it.  Not with the way Katie went crazy against Sophia's mouth the first time she went down on her.  

“He's reliable.”  Katie tried to explain but Sophia was done talking about him.  She moved her hand between Katie’s legs, but was rebuffed with a firm grip on the older woman’s wrist.  She looked up at Katie then, seeing a stern stare.  “I've seen your track record.  You get bored.”  

“You're not boring.”  She reassured with a toothy smile.  Katie’s expression didn’t change.

“It's not about me.  You get what you want you then you want more.”

Sophia's light expression stoned a bit, not exactly sure how she should feel about Katie's breezy analysis.  She pulled away a bit, laying on her side instead of kneeling over Katie, but still she kept a grip on the younger woman’s hip.

“It's better than playing it safe and always being disappointed.”

They were both a little too smart for their own good.

“You're dangerously close to going home empty-handed, Sophia.”  The words were harsher than the tone now, Katie brushing a platinum blonde lock of hair out of the other woman’s face.  This could be their first fight, if Sophia ever got that far.  As it was, she always got hung up on Katie's soft touch and breathy kisses.

“I could be–”

Katie cut her off with a kiss, leaning in quick with hands on the older woman’s cheeks.  It was long and breathtaking, making them dizzy when she broke away.

“You could.”  She agreed, voice raspy but eyes pointed and sincere.  “Not tonight though.”

[zackcollins]

I'm such a Cassidy main that I spent $100 on Tears of the Kingdom and joined a D&D campaign that my boyfriend is the DM for even though I've never played D&D before.

[wannafeel-you]

Ok ok imma do both questions,

💵🐹🎲

5, 12, 17

Also motorcycle theory test? I'd love to know more about that, do you ride motorcycles?

🥰

5 : How do you like to take care of yourself?

by indulging myself in the things that make me happy. sometimes that’s playing videos games or listening to music or drawing or writing or working out. but as long as i feel refreshed afterwards, the self care worked

12: What calms you down?

i’m naturally a pretty chilled out person and i don’t tend to get riled up to the point where i need something to calm me down but if i had to name anything, it would be listening to music. i’m very audio sensitive so music and sounds tend to affect me the most. and i have playlists for every situation so i’d use one of those

17: How do you feel best loved?

when i feel understood. if i’m around people who don’t quite get me then i’ll never be fully comfortable. but i can let my guard down around people who understand me because i know they won’t take offence to my quietness and know what i need even if i don’t say it. so when people understand me, i feel the most loved.

💵 - what’s your job? Are you happy?

it’s a shitty little job at a convenience store and it helps pay the bills but it doesn’t challenge me at all. i’m a little dissatisfied because the general public can be a pisstake to deal with but as workplaces go, i can’t complain too much. but i’m happy enough for the time being, just working to get out of there and into a better job (hopefully soon)

🐹 - do you have any pets?

i do!! i have the prettiest girl called R.T (short for Artemis). she’s a Karelian bear dog, the sweetest girl everrr and i love her very very much. she’s starting to go a little grey but it makes her look so scrunkly and cute so i’m not too upset about it yet

🎲 - what are your hobbies?

i’ve started to play the guitar again recently and i’m actually enjoying it, electric and acoustic. i do rock climbing. i also draw (mostly digital) and write fics (but nothing has left the vault yet)

as for motorcycles, i’m working towards getting my license but there’s so much training and exams that i have to do to work my way up and earn my license. so i don’t ride yet, BUT i’m pretty sure i’ll be able to before the end of the year. i’m in the process of booking a bunch of sessions and tests, and also buying the bike (this shit is expensive!😮‍💨)

thanks for the questions 🥰 “anon” haha

[untamedsinning]

i follow you on like 3 other accs and im about to follow you on another, im not even really into gas kink stuff but i love seeing r.t in strange sexual situations so much it might as well be my own little fetish. hes just so perfect to be kinked in every way, its like a gift

i respect your kink hustle so much man its about to make me put r.t in my own self-indulgent kink situations

late response bc i forget to check notifs on here but im loosing my mind a little bit WELCOME TO THE CLUB….

Not w/ him specifically as far as im aware but i love how i fill a very specific niche of people being like “well i want more content of this character so ill brave the deep waters and look into this kink because spirit is making content of that character and that kink. so ill bare the kink for my blorbo”

i respect it and im glad the stuff i make can be enjoyed in diff contexts!

anyways. love putting men in situations. i will continue to put him in them and you should too . join me. Let’s be freaks… together

[dudeshusband]

does rick take the filters off his cigarettes or did they not have any in the first place? hm.

[fiendfifofum]

Learning a lot about R.T. Davies and realizing that the fact that he is a gay man who grew up during the aids crisis probably was a huge influence on why the version of the Doctor he chose to create was so focused on limitless compassion and saving people.

Like, I know there's a lot of love for Doctor Who around here, and you're allowed to like what you like, but if you take Moffat and Chibnall and put them on the same level as Davies I *will* be disappointed in you. Especially Moffat. I cannot emphasize enough how wrong Moffat got it, how little he understood the core of the character he was given. It fucking hurts my soul.

Also, go watch Torchwood. It gets a bad wrap because of how Hbomberguy talked about it in that one essay, but it's a legitimately good show with some heart-shattering tragedies.