#accidentally hit poll button....

[bepatientandpersistent]

Hey guys!! I've been sort of absent for a bit.

This week has been my spring break. I took advantage of it and took 8 days off from work and visited with my dad, first in his town and then in mine. We went zip lining in a huge cave and walked the beautiful Big Four bridge at night. Ate lots of good food. Spent some good quality time together, which is what was most important. He is seriously considering moving to my town/area. He went back home on Friday and I had to go back to work yesterday. I have tomorrow off and go back to school on Tuesday. We are officially down to 2 months left of school!

I'm getting closer to having a nursing job when I graduate. The HR lady called me last week and told me that the director on the floor of my choice is interested and she was going to follow up with me after speaking with the director again. This is the same director who I interviewed with for the CNA job and never got back with me... I've been too busy to call her but I need to make it a priority this week. I've been having a ton of anxiety about getting a job.. I know I'll get one but I want to say that I have a nursing job before I'm a nurse. That's how things work. I don't wanna be worrying about applying for jobs while I'm preparing for boards..

I'm working on my goals for the week. I really need to get back on track with losing weight and taking care of my body. I'd like to get back into the gym this week, start drinking water every day again, and eat better. I think I've decided against continuing with WW. I think I'm going to go back to counting calories and tracking on my fitbit app. I want to get a clear look at what I'm eating every day and make small changes from there until I'm making progress that I like. I think my goals for the week will be as follows:

Wear Fitbit every day

Drink water every day. Ideally, 3 Brita bottles full

Get step goal 4 of the next 7 days

Go to gym 2 times

Track all food in Fitbit app

Have calorie deficit 4/7 days

Review goal progress every evening before bed

I might also find a habit tracker app or something similar to use? I used to use Google sheets for this stuff but that feels too much like work..

I accidentally hit the poll button, sorry guys

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

I think I've noticed something.

So Phoenix usually wears a white, collared button-up, right? It's usually obscured by his tie, but you can see it here:

Anyway, he goes missing for a bit and makes a comeback sporting a slightly different style:

A turtleneck!

Which is fine, y'know; it actually looks quite nice, or at least I think it does...

But then I remembered that there's another person who went missing for a really long time and came back wearing a conspicuously different shirt from the one they usually do.

Someone Phoenix knows.

And what does the good Professor come back wearing?

... Now I'm not saying anything. But--

[greyias]

hello this is very silly but I managed to accidentally vote on your poll.. I am not on your SWTOR server I just follow you because I love your OCs and like your content. Truly my brain just turned off and I hit a button. I'm so sorry but I hope it makes you laugh. I voted yes btw so you can factor that into the final results. Again I am so sorry I have no explanation

You're fine, you're fine, Nonny! ♥ (and you're also very sweet! I'm glad you like my dorks, even if, erm, the blog has recently been overtaken by BG3 brainworms)

I was kind of just joshing with you guys in the tags, as I know there's like this instinctual impulse with a lot of people when they see a button to PUSH THE BUTTON. It's right there, taunting you with it's incomplete state. Something something human nature.

I do wish tumblr had an option where you could just see the results of a poll without having to commit to any answer... but then, would it be a true tumblr feature if there wasn't some awkward element of unintentional PVP involved?

[artemis-the-catgrill]

Helooo

Do you want to be my friend?

[boypussydilf]

yoshizaki gave dororo and kururu fundamentally opposing ethics because he knew theyd be unstoppable as canon besties

[liminalpsych]

Posting an Arthurian fanfic on AO3, and then posting a Genshin Impact fanfjc months later, has led me to realize that you just… easily get a lot more comments when posting in a larger fandom. Which is obvious, but also comments are way more motivating than kudos or hits.

I bookmark fics partially to be able to reread them later, and partially to come back to them and comment on them. So I made a list, since I was finding it hard to remember what I already had commented on and what I hadn’t. Been much better about commenting on fics as I read them but uh. My past self was not so good about this. Ye gods I have a lot of fic to go back to.

And this is just the Arthuriana fic, which I’m prioritizing because comments mean a lot more in a tiny fandom. Some of these really good stories have zero comments despite lots of kudos/hits! (…lots for Arthurian lit fandom, anyway.)

Maybe I’ll have to start recommending them a few at a time here on Tumblr, with more summary/details, as I work my way through the backlog.

A check mark means I’ve commented. How have I only commented on three of them? Shame on you, past!Dani.

- [x] Laugh and Love Me by waleweinn

- [x] Some kind of loophole by Szarka

- [ ] The water-horse https://archiveofourown.org/works/31905328

- [ ] When Camelot rises https://archiveofourown.org/works/10770810

- [ ] Of good men and ghosts https://archiveofourown.org/works/27769189

- [ ] Despite everything, the storm https://archiveofourown.org/works/21635260

- [ ] Of the queen’s captivity by Maleagant https://archiveofourown.org/works/35046271

- [ ] The sinner’s gospel https://archiveofourown.org/works/23903068

- [ ] To be reborn in fire and light https://archiveofourown.org/works/24480091

- [ ] These indifferent stars https://archiveofourown.org/works/26020978

- [x] Took my boat down to hotel road by CharonsBudgetPsychopomp

- [ ] marginalia https://archiveofourown.org/works/32537545

- [ ] Please don’t be in love with someone else https://archiveofourown.org/works/36416386

- [ ] Thou seemst a knight fair good https://archiveofourown.org/works/1096329

- [ ] Beltane Eve https://archiveofourown.org/works/241779

- [ ] The Laws of Love https://archiveofourown.org/works/147346

- [ ] The Art of Courtly Love https://archiveofourown.org/works/139123

- [ ] Broken Love-Lorn on your rocks https://archiveofourown.org/works/1096064

- [ ] My prize is death https://archiveofourown.org/works/8340967

- [ ] In flagrante trio https://archiveofourown.org/works/13233270

- [ ] Loving cup https://archiveofourown.org/works/13601280

- [ ] Crumbs of thoughts and bits of smiles https://archiveofourown.org/works/7769203

- [ ] Enemies mine https://archiveofourown.org/works/15590664

- [ ] Summer country https://archiveofourown.org/works/16487831

- [ ] The heart that Loveth me https://archiveofourown.org/works/17058755

- [ ] All on a summer’s day https://archiveofourown.org/works/17569634

- [ ] Midwinter liaisons https://archiveofourown.org/works/18913435

- [ ] To be Emrys - To be Merlin https://archiveofourown.org/works/34874491

- [ ] The keeping of falcons https://archiveofourown.org/works/33423529

- [ ] To the bone https://archiveofourown.org/works/36716863

- [ ] The knight who trespasses https://archiveofourown.org/works/599920

- [ ] To rearrange all these thoughts https://archiveofourown.org/works/39901083

[cherumie]

still haven't played my ps4 since buying it, I thought I was just in a gaming rut but now I'm thinking about selling it so I can get a new phone lol

[the-post-crow]

decided to sign bills soul contract good luck disputing it with multiple twelfth dimension beings you fourth dimensional triangle

[theblehthatbloos]

Checked out a live for the first time and got to see a nice person also having a rough time in the dating scene. Uncanny, we really are all going though it.

[wrecking]

why can you do things while semi-awake and not remember them at all... apparently i told my mom to cancel my electrolysis appointment and i didn't even realize like i woke up and thought it was still before my appointment time...

[holylulusworld]

Blackout

Summary: Lights out. Steam on. What if Steve Rogers is a filthy man in secret?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Neighbor!Reader

Warnings: blackout, Steve acting like the golden boy, but he’s a filthy man in secret, dirty talk, smut, protected sex (tap it…),making out, dirty talk, a hint of fluff, language

A/N: As you voted for Steve in this poll here we go...

“No…no, don’t go in there” you huffed as the girl in the movie you were watching ran right into the murderer. “Great. Now you are—” you threw popcorn at your tv as it turned black. “FUCK! NO!”

You hit the buttons on your remote control. “What’s wrong with you?” you looked around your living room to find the lamps were out too. “Not another blackout.” You whined.

It wasn’t the first time the lights went out that month. “What’s the fucking problem? I only wanted to watch that movie.”

You grabbed your phone and activated the flashlight to walk toward the kitchen. You always store a flashlight and candles in one of the cupboards just to be safe.

“Y/N?” you frowned as someone harshly knocked at your door. Whoever it was, you wouldn’t let him inside your apartment during a blackout. “Doll, are you okay? It’s me, Steve from down the hall.”

“Captain?” you turned and walked toward your door. “Uh-is there a problem? Do you need help?”

“I kinda locked myself out,” he chuckled. “I wanted to do my laundry. I accidentally put my keys inside the washing machine. Now, it won’t open because of the blackout.”

“Oh, that’s…wait,” you unlocked the door. “Come in. I can’t let Captain America spend the night on the floor. I got wine, popcorn, and…well, we can’t finish the movie I was watching but we can play cards or something.”

“You’re very kind,” he softly said.

“Everyone else would’ve helped you too, Steve.”

He laughed at his stupidity. “That’s so me. Buck would laugh about me and tease me.”

Steve sheepishly looked around your apartment. Or at least he tried as there was barely any light.

“Don’t sweat it, Captain. It’s the least I can do,” you grinned and guided Steve into your living room, using your phone. “Do you want some wine, or water…or beer?”

“Nah, I’m good,” he straightened his shirt with his left hand. Steve cleared his throat to get your attention as you were busy watching his hand.

It looked like the shirt wanted to burst open. It was too small, just like most of his shirts and you swallowed thickly as you imagined ripping it off of his body.

“Doll, is something wrong?” damn him. He smiled that irresistible smile, making things worse for you. “Do you need something better than wine and popcorn?”

You whimpered as he stepped toward you to take the phone out of your hands. He shut it off, carelessly dropping it onto the couch. “I-uh…”

“It’s quite alright, doll,” he lowered himself to whisper in your ear. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt his lips graze your cheek. “Just tell me what you want. I saw the way you always look at me.”

“You did?” you gasped.

Steve moved his hands to your face, cradling it gently before his lips pressed against yours. It was an innocent kiss at first. You know the kind of kiss making you weak in the knees.

Soon it turned into something different. His mouth latched on yours, tongue delving into your wet cavern to explore and conquer.

“Do you know what I want?” he cockily purred against your kiss-swollen lips. “Answer me doll.” His voice dropped dangerously low. “I expect you to answer me.”

You squeak when his hands grabbed you by your waistline to hoist you up and carry you toward your bedroom. He stopped beside the door, pressing you against the wall to devour your mouth once again.

His taste and scent were intoxicating. One moment he was the golden and charming Captain, and the next, he shoved his hand down your pants to toy with your clit.

“What do you want, Captain?” you panted against his lips. “Please tell me.”

“I want to fuck you so good your legs are shaking,” he dove back in, lips and teeth attacking your neck. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

What do you say when a godlike man asks for permission to fuck you?

“Hell, yes…Captain!” he grinned before carrying you inside your bedroom.

You ended up making out like horny teens, laughing as you were as desperate as Steve.

Usually, you are into foreplay and taking things slow but that night you pulled your panties to the side, giving Steve easy access to your dripping cunt.

He didn’t hesitate. Steve pulled his jeans down, rolled a condom over his length, and drove right into you, making a noise sounding like a wounded animal.

“Fuck, I wanted to do this for so long, Y/N,” his deep voice purred in your ear, as he slowly started to slide in and out of you. “You feel so fucking good.”

You giggled as he wouldn’t stop talking dirty. Who would’ve thought Steve Rogers is a dirty talker and a filthy man?

Steve licked into your mouth as one of his hands slipped between your bodies to rip your panties off of your body.

You wrapped your legs around his waist. “Fuck me, Steve. I want to thank you for your service.”

“Damn…fuck…this cunt,” he cursed as he started to move faster, bottoming out with every deep thrust. “I wanted you for so long.”

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding Steve close to your body while he stuffed you over and over again with his thick cock.

“Steve…I’m gonna…” it was too late to stop the dam from breaking. You clenched tightly around his cock, dragging Steve with you over the edge.

Steve moaned your name and kissed you hard. He stayed inside as he looked you deep in the eyes before saying. “I want to do this again.”

“Same,” you laughed. “But…I need a break. And maybe, we can do it without our clothes on next time.”

“Oh, yeah,” he laughed too. “Sorry. I was…”

“Needy?”

“Needy…”

He gently pulled out to discard the condom. “I like your needy self, Captain,” you purred as he lay next to you, still panting. “…I mean…I like you.”

“I like you too, doll. A lot,” he dipped his head to look at you. “Next time, I’ll buy you dinner first…”

“Or we can order takeout and eat in bed…”

“I hope he got laid,” Tony grumbled. “It was a hard job faking a blackout. Why couldn’t he just ask her out? That’s just stupid.”

“Uh-Stevie is a little shy when it comes to a woman he likes,” Bucky shrugged. “I knew he needs a little push. And he got laid. I just know it…”

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[balkanradfem]

Okay so I know I just hit you all with the controversial chestnut poll, but I have some new development in life that I want to complain about, and in order for me to complain about it, I need to give you the context.

I don't particularly want to give you the context. You're going to diagnose me with female socialization, and some of you will feel the urge to click the anonymous ask button and tell me off. Today I need you to fight that urge! I am feeling insecure, I am feeling lost, I'm not certain in my choices, I've acted without thinking, and got myself into a situation I can't control. So please don't be mean to me. I deserve to complain on the internet and not be called out, alright?

So this is the story of how I accidentally became a live-in caretaker for an injured, elderly woman. It's temporary! She'll get better, hopefully.

I worked for her occasionally, and she's always been kind to me. She would give me a little jar of jam sometimes, and I love little jars of jam, it's a way to win my heart. A few days ago, she called me in a panic, telling me she fell, and she needs my help. I came over, and found out she broke her arm in two places, and one of her rib is broken. She fell unconscious, after being dizzy all day, and fell on a big metal lantern, breaking it. She was now in so much pain she couldn't get up by herself, dress herself, or do any kind of household tasks. She went to the ER, got her arm wrapped up, and was trying to get a pain injection. I helped her get trough the day, and promised to come early next morning, to help her up from the bed.

Next day I found her in tears in her bed, unable to get up, desperate to go to the bathroom. It became clear she needed 24/7 assistance, and she asked me if I would move in until she got better. I said yes without thinking, because I was at this point, severely concerned, and wanted to do anything to help her out.

So this is all not so bad, right, I'm being normal, it's normal to offer help to an injured elderly woman who is nice, but there's a catch. She doesn't live alone. She lives with her older husband. Who is also disabled and can't help her at all. So in order to help her out.. I had to move into a place where a male lives. That is the worst part of this.

I'm still in the first few days of living like this, and my own life had to fall to the background. I can't go foraging for chestnuts every day, I can't go to my garden as much, I'm still going to work, just from her place. I'm overwhelmed and struggling to get used to the new situation. I'm not used to being around people at all, and now I'm forced to socialize almost all day. Caring for someone comes fairly natural! I'm already so in sync with her, she can just look in the certain direction and I know what she wants me to do. I've figured out where everything is in her kitchen, closet, and basement. She's pleased that I know how to do basic household tasks, and am willing to do it in her way. And she's nice, she's telling me things like 'thank you' and 'what would I do without you', which feels good. But I am very exhausted and sleep deprived, she wakes me up at 1am, and then 5am again, and I'm unable to fall back asleep in a room I lack familiarity with. I miss my room.

She and her husband said they were going to pay me, and in my natural ways, I said something like 'no you don't need to' which I feel like everyone will get mad at me for, but they did insist they would pay me anyway. I as usual lack the sense to care about money – someone's arm is broken, that's way more serious issue to me!

Alright so now to the part of the post I wanted to write, a fun poll where you guess, what has her awful husband done by this point :) go ahead and guess!

You have one day to guess! Which one of these scenarios happened in the first few days of his wife breaking three bones in her body. I'll tell you the correct option tomorrow!

[ex0rin]

accidentally hit the wrong button on a poll, have to go jump off a cliff now

[boypussydilf]

little 556 and lavie :)

[corpsebasil]

Quick clip of a later scene from Nikolai’s POV! Spoilers for THG with Nikolai Lantsov if you haven’t started

Laying there, on the ground, he remembers.

As the sky seems to break above him, strange explosions filling the sky of the arena, as fire burns in the distance and smoke singes his nose, as your body grips his own weakly, a warm sensation in his abdomen growing stronger by the second.

He remembers.

You.

It was before you’d ever kissed him. Before he’d ever tried. At a Capitol party during the Christmas season the two of you found yourselves at a gala, the entire place decorated like a winter wonderland. Your dress had been white then—or was it silver? The blood loss is making it difficult to remember but—

—yes. He remembers.

You’d worn tiny crystals in your hair, long and unbound, one hand clasped in Jem’s, the other in Xiomara’s. The two women of your prep team screeched with laughter, the three of you sounding like tropical birds as you spun wildly to what was meant to be a slow dance in the middle of the ballroom floor.

Other members of the Capitol had watched in shock, then amusement, then pure delight as you laughed, head tipped back, a wide grin on your gorgeous face as you danced with your prep team. Your friends. The only girls in the Capitol you considered family.

Nikolai remembers leaning against the wall, trapped in a conversation with well-meaning Capitol men, his eyes locked on you. You’d glanced over, just once, and the joy on your face hit him like a knife to the heart. Oh, you. He’d thought. How could he have ever deluded himself into thinking he wasn’t yours?

How had he not realized he loved you?