#fedora 39

[steaked-bolt]

last fedora update I did, completely fucked up my internet connectivity (between kernels!) and power utils (shutdown, reboot, etc) :/

the update prolly just got corrupted, since it froze, telling me not to shut it off, and I had to hard kill it.

luckily I kept notes of all the tweaks I've done while running it! so I'll just reinstall and be back to where I was in like a day 😌

[nksistemas]

Llega Fedora Linux 39 y te contamos las novedades

Llega Fedora Linux 39 y te contamos las novedades

La espera ha terminado, y Fedora Linux 39 ya está disponible para su descarga. Esta nueva versión de la distribución GNU/Linux patrocinada por Red Hat llega cargada de las últimas tecnologías y aplicaciones de código abierto. En este artículo, te presentamos una lista de los cambios y características más destacadas que encontrarás en Fedora Linux 39. NOVEDADES DE FEDORA 39 1. Kernel Linux…

[gwinforth]

Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror (1942) | 🤚 deerstalker ⛔

Sorry, I haven't made gifs in roughly 100 years.

First, really cute and I love the Rathbone-Bruce pair. Watson chiding Holmes like a child for reaching for his deerstalker, which we just saw him wearing in 39's The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. Holmes realizes his mistake, and reaches for his fedora. It's a new era, it's a good joke!

Second, the script weaves something in from the opening titles, where we're assured that Sherlock Holmes is immortal and has turned himself to the problems of the modern day. It reads as a workmanlike explanation of the sudden change in setting - but this little touch suggests that Holmes and Watson are aware of it, too.

Did they awake in 221B like Arthur, in England's hour of need? The meta nod makes this first modern day adventure feel like waking up after a long sleep, with echoes of a pleasant dream.

[petra-creat0r]

Deltarune: Fool's Fate - Feather Forest

Alright! Time for the second area, aka the Feather Forest! A forest of pink, feathery trees decorated with ribbons and streamers. Somewhere in the middle of this area, there are some Ssnekmer and Buttonmitt selling healing items. This area is mostly traversed with Broadway after the party split before right before entering. I think this area also holds a familiar easter egg too... Though that's for the NPC section, before we get to the enemies though, here's a riddle.

31. What crawls on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?

The enemies. The only unique enemies to this are are Snazzalotl and Buttonmitt, as Ssnekmer can be found in the Dusty Plains as well. Snazzalotl is a snazzy quetzal, and based on a feather boa. Buttonmitt are snowmen comprised of buttons. Also I mentioned earlier that some Ssnekmer and Buttonmitt can sell you healing in a section towards the middle of the forest, similar to the Bakesale in Chapter 1 of Deltarune proper. Ssnekmer sells you Gummy Snakes, which vary healing depending on party member. and Buttonmitt sells you Button Drops, which also vary healing depending on party member.

32. What does greed always make you want, no matter how much you have?

Now the NPCs. DrumRboys are also found in a few puzzles (same with Pirolette) but can also be found just standing around. They're always seen next to Keysee. Chim-Chime are also multiple and found around, while Bulboid and Puzzle Jones are individual characters. Bulboid is found in one room where one of the trees has been decorated with ribbons, bells, and Christmas lights, and will comment on it. Puzzle Jones can be found near some of the puzzles and will either comment on how tricky the puzzle seems, or how impressed he is that you solved it.

33. You mistake want for me, yet it is not. If someone is me, you find them annoying though they require you. What am I?

DrumRboys and Keysees are little wind-up drumming toys and their wind-up keys, Chim-Chimes are little bells, Bulboid is a box of Christmas decorations, and Puzzle Jones is either a, an old puzzle of Papyrus's, or b, an old trenchcoat and fedora, also belonging to Papyrus. Thus why Puzzle Jones bears striking resemblance to Papyrus from what can be seen under his hat and coat. No one has seen the lower part of his face or the top of his head.

34. I'm not from the future and not from the past. Once the moment is gone, I no longer last. What am I?

And finally the minibosses. SsnekKing is fought near the middle of the area, and is a supergraded Ssnekmer. It's based on ribbons, snakes, and a rat king. To spare it, you have to find the right music genre to charm all three heads with the help of Broadway.

35. Add a T and I am not, backwards I turn to on, E and N you have none and you’ll often find me paired with E, S, and Y. What am I?

FashiRat is fought at the end of the area, pretty much before you go into Choral Chapel. They are a ferret who's made out of old socks and stuff. A very dramatic individual, FashiRat fights you to try to prove to Magician that they should be let into the Upper Choir, and you spare them by calling for an encore of their attacks before applauding them. At the end it's revealed that Magician never had any intention of letting them into the Upper Choir, but still encourages their performances to inspire the rest of the attic world citizens.

36. Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?

Alrighty! Next up is the Choral Chapel characters! I'll post again once I'm done coloring those but in the meantime, have more riddles, Creative Creators!

37. How many times can you subtract the number 5 from 25?

38. Played both in battle and out, I may be small yet I always protect someone bigger. What am I?

39. What can you do freely as a child, but are for judged for as an adult?

40. I’m done by the sheep near the end of the day, yet change only my vowel and I am what the sheep is to the wolf. What am I?

[afterthegreatunknown]

7 for the great unknown survivors?

sorry for the late reply anon.

i was writing a response to you when my laptop thought it funny to turn off due to low battery (usually it gives warning to charge except this one time), tumblr decided to NOT save the rough draft of it (when in the past this happened before, they save it. maybe it's an ask thing.)

i got so mad i had to log off for the rest of the day and watch cooking shows on the tv to cool off and to rewrite my response to you.

anyway, to your questions! all of this is bookverse (unless stated). i didn't really think about weight, so this is just ages and heights.

ages

quagmires: 13. i headcanon them as turning 13 pre-taa by taa proper they been 13 for a while.

fiona: 16. i headcanon her as turning 16 during tmm; near the end in fact. in some aus, fiona is 15 though (but she's still older than violet given it's implied fiona is the oldest of the unfortunate gen).

fernald: his age was haunting me ever since reading tgg. i actually had to headcanon his age via math so my personal timeline makes sense. fernald is ~30, for he was ~14 when fiona was born.

(netflix!fernald is ~33; i bumped him up on account of the changes netflix asoue did for lots of stuff they did with the timeline.)

hector: given that the one clue we have for hector is that he's one year younger than lemony, i gave him a rough age of ~35, for i heacanon lemony as ~36.

widdershins: another age that haunts me since reading tgg. he's clearly on the older side, but i'm on the boat that has mrs. widdershins as the older of the couple because of the implication of fernald's age. so with some more math, i headcanon his age at ~39; same age as the snicket twins, denouements, and gustav, for fun extra details.

(netflix!widdershins is ~65; again on account of the changes of netflix asoue did regarding the timeline, i personally headcanon netflix!widdershins as an original member of vfd when it was first founded, alongside other characters, and his age need to reflect it.)

heights

quagmires: 5'1 (154cm). i imagine them at a taller height when adults.

fiona: 5'3 (160cm). and i headcanon her as the shortest of the unfortunate gen too; that means the quagmires as adults are taller than 5'3.

fernald: 5'11 (180cm). he's tall, but i think his whole attitude + wardrobe (trench coat, fedora hat), gives the illusion he's taller (heck maybe he wears boots too. i think he's the boot sort of guy).

hector: 5'7 or 5'8 (170cm or 172.7cm). he's tall, but tall in from a short person perspective (re: baudelaires). i have a flux headcanon hector lies about his height to appear taller (5'9 aka 175cm), but this rarely appears in fics of mine.

widdershins: 6'2 (188cm). while the tallest of the group of survivors, widdershins is shorter than the taller members of the sbg (denouements, jacques, olaf). he got lucky with his genes + new upbringing in vfd (he should have been shorter).

thank you so much the ask, anon! again, i do apologize for the late response, and that it's to your liking.

[s10127470]

Meet the Fantastic Four! (Pulp-Verse Cribs)

Happy (late) Thanksgiving folks!

In honor of the holiday, I wanted to announce my one of my upcoming fanfics.

Especially since this one is themed around a family.

Marvel’s First Family.

Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to proudly introduce you all to…..

TALES OF THE FANTASTIC FOUR!

This will be an action-adventure series that focuses on The Fantastic Four going on adventures.

Where to? 

Well, anywhere.

Around the world, across the vast cosmos, throughout time, and all over the ever-expansive multiverse.

And along they way, they’ll be meeting various Marvel characters.

From the well-known, to the borderline obscure, to even alternate versions of themselves.

The best way I can describe it is a perfect blend between Jonny Quest, The Incredibles, Batman: The Brave and the Bold, and Rick and Morty (though without the latter’s suffocating nihilism and meta humor).

While also serving as a love letter to the adventure genre, particularly the pulp section of it.

And so in honor of the upcoming series, I figured I’d do this little mini-series that I like to call Pulp-Verse Cribs, where I introduce the various characters of this series, what they’re like in this world, and how they live.

Basically it’s like MTV Cribs, but for superheroes.

And to start this off, we’ll be looking at the titular heroes themselves!

The Fantastic Four’s origins in this universe are largely the same as it is in the comics and most other iterations.

At this point in the series, they’ve been doing their thing for about 10 years now, so they’re quite experienced.

As for the team themselves……

If you want to know what they look like physically and what they're like personality-wise, just look at my Meet the Fantastic Four (and Family) post for reference as it’s essentially the same here.

As for their ages.

Reed is 39.

Sue is 36.

Johnny is 26.

And Ben is 40.

As for their outfits. In contrast to most iterations, the four don’t really have team uniforms. Instead going for unique and individual outfits. But even then, they all have a blue and black color scheme with 4 symbols.

Reed would wearing a similar outfit to Dr. Benton Quest from Jonny Quest, with his 4 symbol being on his tie.

Sue would be wearing an outfit similar to Indiana Jones, with her 4 symbol being on her fedora.

Johnny would be wearing a short-sleeved collared shirt under a pair of overalls and worker boots, with his 4 symbol being at the center of his overalls.

And Ben would be wearing a World War I pilot outfit, with his 4 symbol being on his scarf.

You're probably wondering why they're wearing this drastically different outfits.

Well that's because they each represent their respective occupations and field of expertise.

Yeah, this series is going to highlight how each of the four are geniuses in their own right.

Reed is the jack-of-all-trades thanks to being a polymath, thought he's particularly at home with science.

Sue specializes in archeology and anthropology.

Johnny specializes in engineering.

And Ben specializes in aviation.

Always by their side on their adventures is the rest of their family: Alicia, Franklin, Valeria, Princess, and H.E.R.B.I.E.

Once again, look at my Meet the Fantastic Four (and Family) post for reference to what they would look like.

However for their ages....

Alicia would be 38, Franklin would be 8, and and Valeria would be 4.

As for Alicia, she would be wearing the same outfit from "The Perfect Storm (Fantastic Four #19)", since in this universe, she also works as a detective.

And just like in that story, Princess would be a Doberman instead of.....whatever kind of breed she is in the 616-Verse.

However, there would be another addition to the family in the form of Matchstick, an iguana with a fiesty temper that Johnny adopted.

Lastly, let's talk about their home.

In contrast to literally every other iteration, The FF and their family don't live in New York City.

Instead they live on The Baxter Compound, a compound located on a secluded island in The Florida Keys.

This would serve as a nod to Jonny Quest, which also had the main team living on a compound on a secluded island in The Florida Keys.

As for what The Baxter Compound looks like, it's essentially a series of blue and white house-like buildings, usually with a specific purpose.

As for the buildings presents, there's......

The Living Quarters: Where everyone lives. Has what you would expect to see in a house. Bedrooms, a kitchen, bathrooms, etc.

The Laboratory: Where Reed conducts his research and experiments.

The Gate House: Where The Forever Gate (which allows The Four to travel across the multiverse) is kept.

The Garage: Where the vehicles the Four use are kept. Some of the most notable vehicles in there include The Fantasti-Car (their main mode of transportation), The Time Sled (which they use to travel through time), and The Marvel-1 (the rocket The Four rode on when they got their powers, which they retooled into a spaceship for far better space-travel).

The Recreation House: Where the gym and the pool is.

As for the island The Baxter Compound is on, it’s filled with white sandy beaches, crystal blue lagoons, dense forests and humid mangrove swamps.

As for the neighbors, there’s dolphins, manatees, sea turtles, sharks, frogs, snakes, spoonbills, flamingos, herons, ospreys, crabs, a wide array of fish, alligators, deer, turtles, panthers, and so much more!

Well that’s all for now.

Somewhat short, but still fun to do.

The series will be premiering this May.

I’d like to hear some ideas you guys have for potential episodes.

And even some requests on who I should cover next.

But before I go, I just wanted to share a little song that I think perfectly sets up the tone of this upcoming series.

And I'm sure many of you are familiar with it.....

[thelibrarylesstrektraveled]

To The Victor Chapter Three - Can't Be Claimed

Summary: Although Omegas had won the legal battle for equal rights, society was slow to catch up. Thought to be the weakest of the genders, they struggled to find opportunities that Alphas and Betas took for granted. Known as the Guillotine, Emmaline Beaumont was woman with a secret. Head of her family’s company; she was smart, shrewd, and tough as nails. At sixteen she presented as Omega and she’s hidden it ever since. Suppressants and hormone reassignment therapy allowed her to live her life as the Alpha her family needed her to be. The perfect solution, so long as she never allowed herself to be claimed. As the President of Winchester Inc. Dean’s professional life was golden. As an unmated Alpha nearing forty, he was restless. Charming and devastatingly handsome, Dean was rarely without female company, but he wanted more. He wanted what his parents had. Someone made especially for him. His match, his true mate. Finding her on a trip to New York had been an unexpected dream come true, but no one ever said the road to love was easy.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!OFC, Dean x OFC, Dean Winchester x OFC

Characters: Dean Winchester, OFC, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, John Winchester, Jody Mills

Warnings: ABO dynamics, Heat/Rut cycles, Smut (Unprotected sex, knotting, oral sex, claiming bites), hurt/comfort, sickfic, hospitals and medical talk, fluff and angst, age difference (Dean is 39, OFC is 27), True mates, self hate (OFC struggles with gender)

Chapter Three: Can't Be Claimed

Word Count: 3348

Masterlist

To The Victor Masterlist

The twenty minutes it took for help to arrive were nothing short of agony for Dean. He kept Emma cradled close. Whispering sweet words of encouragement in her ear, telling her to hold on, that help was on the way. She never responded, but he had to believe that she could hear him or at least knew he was there. That he wasn’t leaving her. That he was going to take care of her.

God, she’s so cold!

Dean tugged the blankets closer around the two of them and rubbed her arms roughly, desperate to infuse every ounce of his own heat to her chilled flesh. Give her his strength. Surround her with his scent. In his mind, he kept going over the conversation with Emma’s sister.

Emma can’t be claimed. Family doctor treating her since childhood.

Just what the hell did that mean? If it hadn’t been for the insistent tone in Jess’ voice, Dean would have called 911 instead. As it was, he was doubting his decision.

He pressed a kiss to Emma’s temple, “Keep fighting sweetheart, I’m right here.”

The door to the suite opened without so much as a knock of warning and a short, slight man entered. He wore a slim black suit and tie with a matching fedora pulled down over dark hair. His unsmiling face was sharply featured with beady eyes and a crooked, hawk-like nose. Everything about him was severe and unpleasant. The expression he wore was a mix of displeasure and annoyance. Going by the classic leather satchel in his hand, this man must be the family doctor.

Dean shifted Emma’s unconscious body off his chest and stood, “You the doctor?”

The man removed his hat and placed it on the table along with his bag, “I am Doctor Lancaster, and you are the Alpha who caused all the trouble.” He never spared Dean a glance as he rifled through his bag. His tone suggested an absolute disgust with the situation.

Dean crossed his arms over his chest. He didn’t appreciate being judged by a gargoyle in cheap mortician’s suit. Especially not when his mate’s life was hanging by a thread. “Yup, that’s me. So, are you able to help her?”

Lancaster moved over his patient with efficiency. After he took a few vitals, he drew out a vial and syringe from his bag of tricks. “I believe so, it was a good thing you called when you did. Another hour and she’d be dead.” He swiped an alcohol swab over the crook of Emma’s elbow and administered a hefty dose of the drug.

“What are you giving her?”

“Botox.”

The Alpha didn’t appreciate the sarcasm. He let out a low, menacing growl and clenched his jaw so that the muscle there twitched.

The doctor was equally unimpressed with the show of aggression. “It’s a combination of adrenaline, beta blockers and hormone booster.”

Dean frowned as he realized the implication, “She was on suppressants?”

“Ah! An Alpha with a brain! Nice to know at least one of you rutting beasts can think with something other than your nether regions.” Lancaster checked Emma’s pulse one last time. With a satisfied nod, he shut his bag and stood.

“Your Omega is going to be fine. Her temperature is already rising, and her heat cycle will now continue as normal.” The doctor gave Dean an appraising once over. “Judging by your own state, I’d say you are already aware of that.”

Dean was loathed to admit this quack was right about anything. The cavalier way he was treating a medical emergency should have him barred from practicing medicine anywhere in the civilized world. The fact that the emergency was his mate, made Dean want to rip the man’s throat out on principle alone. Yet, the little troll had done something right, because he could now pick up Emma’s scent. It was intoxicating, and stronger than it had ever been. Apple orchards and magnolia blossoms, it made his mouth water. His rut, that had been threatening since meeting Emma was now in full swing. His thoughts were quickly giving way to is Alpha instincts; protect, care for, and knot his mate.

Lancaster already had his hand on the door, knowing his presence wouldn’t be tolerated by a rutting Alpha for much longer. “She’ll wake in a couple of hours. When she does, the best treatment for her, is you.”

It was the faint, high pitched whine that finally pulled Emma from her dreamless sleep. She felt warm and secure. That lovely scent of sun-warmed cedar forest tickled her nose and she sighed in contentment, snuggling towards it.

“’Mega?”

The worry edged fear in that deep voice had her frowning before she even opened her eyes. When she did, Dean’s face was mere inches from hers, his handsome features tight with stress. The anxiety that rolled off him in waves made her heart clench. He was terrified.

She brought her hand out from under the nest of blankets and threaded it through Dean’s hair, “Alpha.”

Dean crushed her to his chest, his whole body trembled, weak with relief. After that wretched doctor left, Dean had ridded them both of their clothes and bundled them up under a mountain of blankets. He kept their bodies pressed as closely together as possible, his instincts telling him skin to skin contact was crucial to his Omega’s recovery. A warm, safe nest for just the two of them where he could protect her and look after her properly.

He scented her deeply, desperate to drown himself in the sweet fragrance. “Thank God,” he murmured over and over again.

“Shh, it’s alright. I’m alright,” she soothed, brushing kisses against his forehead. She held him tight as he shook in her arms. A virile, strong Alpha like him wouldn’t be scared by much, and that told her all she needed to know about how critical things had gotten.

He had taken care of her, gotten her help and no doubt saved her life. Now it was her turn to take care of him, “I’ve got you; I’m right here.”

He kissed her roughly, stealing her words along with her breath. Desperation and urgency in every heated pass of his mouth over hers. His hands groped her aggressively, pawing at any bit of softness he could find. It took him several minutes to regain his control. He abruptly pulled away, panting for composure he would not easily grasp.

“I’m sorry… sorry.” He let his forehead fall against hers as his chest heaved. His voice was low and hoarse. “You need rest.”

Emma studied Dean’s pinched features. The tension coiled uncomfortably, barely contained, under the surface, sweat dotted his skin and his rock-hard length twitched between them. His eyes were nearly black, overtaken by the hormones and lust ravaging his system. This whole mess had triggered his rut, God knows how long he had been suffering with it while she was unconscious. The added worry that his mate was dying had made it nearly unbearable.

Her heart broke for him then and with it came guilt. This whole thing was her fault. She knew the consequences of doing anything with an Alpha while she was still taking the treatments. It was reckless and irresponsible and unforgivably selfish.

She cupped the side of his face, gently brushing her thumb over the ridge of his cheekbone. He closed his eyes and leaned into her soothing touch. “I don’t need rest. I only need you.”

“No,” he muttered, trying to ignore the urges running through him. “I’m rough. Too rough. Don’t wanna hurt you.”

She continued to stroke his face, calming and soothing. “You won’t hurt me, I’m your Omega. And your Omega is a strong Omega.”

Dean mustered up a final ounce of control and looked into her deep, blue eyes. The comfort and consent he saw there eased the tightness in his chest. “’Mega mine.”

“Yours.” Emma confirmed softly and brushed her lips feather-light over his, “Mate now. Rest later.”

It lasted five days in total. Each of them seamlessly providing what the other needed most. Alpha and Omega. Balanced. Each a perfect counterpoint to the other. They relished in the joy of being together. Every experience was exciting and new, every touch satisfied in ways that surprised. Very few words were spoken, their connection was so strong that it over-rode the need to talk. That knowing, that deep down in the soul kind of certainty was staggering. The intimacy of their bond was deeper and more complex than either of them had ever known.

Now that their respective heat and rut cycles had ended, they were left with the rather mundane task of how to weave their lives together. These were the boring, yet very necessary details of the real world. The world outside of cozy one they’d created within the confines of the hotel suite. Neither of them were particularly excited at the prospect.

“So, going by this hotel room we’ve been honeymooning in, I’m guessing you’re not a New Yorker.”

Dean caught her gaze in the mirror as he deftly buttoned up the crisp, white dress shirt and smiled. Even her reflection caused his stomach to flip over. “Nope, Chicago. Born and bred. You?”

“Manhattan.”

“You ever been to the windy city?”

“A couple of times,” she shrugged, tucking her legs up demurely under her backside. “It’s not bad for fly-over country.”

“Fly-over country?” Dean scoffed, “Chicago is in the heartland, the Midwest. Everything a big city has to offer with access to wide open spaces. Way better than this uptight sand bar.”

“Is that so? Then what’s a guy like you doing slumming it around the boroughs? Cruising for a mate?”

“Nah, I just got lucky.” Dean plopped down to sit beside her on the bed and kissed her loudly. “I travel a lot for work. I’m in New York once a month or so.”

“Will you come back more now?” She asked hopefully, the thought of only seeing him once a month had her heart twisting.

“Well, I thought that you’d come back with me. You know, live with me in Chicago.” Seeing her face fall, he rushed to reassure her, hoping that he wasn’t bungling things too much. “I’m sure you will need some time to get things tied up here, but I want you with me ‘Mega. And we can come back as often as you like.”

“Why don’t you move here with me?”

Dean nearly scoffed, but the earnest look in her eyes suggested a softer approach might be better. “Sweetheart, my business is in Chicago. I make a good living, an excellent living actually. I have an apartment there along with some property in the country. I’ll take good care of you; you won’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

She raised her chin to look Dean square in the eye, “My business is in New York. I make an excellent living and I own a beautiful Brownstone on the upper east side. I don’t have a country cottage, but I’m willing to work that into our negotiations.”

“Negotiations?!” He sat back with a laugh, “You are something else, you know that? Omegas don’t negotiate living arrangements with their Alphas.”

She leveled her gaze, “Yours does.”

His mate wasn’t one to give in easily, and he loved that about her. Her spirit. Her fight. She challenged him, made him earn her submission. Made him prove he was worthy of her. He was happy to oblige her.

He leaned in close, his mouth centimeters from hers but not touching. He ghosted over, getting tantalizingly close but never making contact. Catching on, she let him edge her backwards on the bed. It was one of those games teenagers play, like there’s an invisible barrier around their bodies that allow them to get close but never touch. They moved in tandem, he filled up space she had occupied only moments before. She retreated as he advanced.

Dean’s movements were sleek and slow, like a panther. He never stopped his progression, never broke contact with her gaze. He watched with hooded eyes as the glint of rebellion gave over to something softer.

He hovered over her body only a hair’s breadth away, his grin was predatory, “Lucky for you, I’m an expert negotiator.”

Emma struggled to keep her thoughts orderly. It was growing increasingly difficult as her mate hovered above her. His scent surrounded her, his arms and legs caging her in. He was everywhere and she could feel herself start to float on that heady, seductive cloud. She couldn’t help the sigh that escaped her lips. Nowhere in the whole world felt as good, as right, as being with him.

It wasn’t until he saw her eyes flutter shut that he broke that invisible barrier between them. His nose brushed the claiming mark and inhaled deeply before moving on to the spot just behind her ear. It was one of her favorites and he had discovered just how sensitive it was over the past few days.

When he nuzzled her then nipped, she moaned and brought her fingers up to comb through his hair still damp from the shower. “Mmm… you make a valid point.”

He chuckled as he continued his assault. Moving down the graceful column of her neck, he sampled silky skin.

“I have an idea,” she said as Dean made his way to the zipper of her hoodie and started to ease it down. When he didn’t reply but moved his fingers moved to her waistband, she gave a sharp tug on the short hairs at the base of his skull.

“Agh!” He grunted as she wiggled out from under him. With a pained sigh and a semi hard erection, he propped himself up on one elbow. “Better watch it, Sweetheart. You know I like it rough.”

Emma sat up, regal as a queen. Determined to get back to business. “I think we should date.”

“Date,” he repeated. “We’re mated. We’ve spent the last five days claiming each other in every way possible. Don’t you think we’re a little past the dating phase?”

A worried frown creased her brow, “You don’t want to date me?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“I know it’s a little… backwards, but so what? Why should we do things the way other people do?” She gave a shy smile as she appealed to him. “I want to get to know you.”

He sat himself up completely and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, “We are going to spend the rest of our lives getting to know each other.”

He instead of reassuring her, he felt her pull away. He felt like kicking himself, somehow, he’d managed to say something wrong. He crooked a finger under her chin and forced her to look at him. There was disappointment there, “It means that much to you?”

“Well, I thought it would be fun and I… I’ve never dated before. Not really, anyway.” She replied, struggling to keep embarrassment from coloring her voice.

Dean couldn’t help being surprised. Shocked. She was a beautiful woman, stunning actually. He had no doubt that his pretty little Omega had turned heads from an early age. She was so smart and fun and sexy, it seemed impossible that no one had ever tried to date her. Although the very thought had his possessive Alpha jealousy flaring.

“Never? No boyfriend ever?”

She shook her head and bit her lip. One of her more noticeable nervous tells. “No, not really. I mean, I’ve gone on a few dates but there was never anyone special.”

“Does this have to do with those black-market suppressants you were taking?”

“They weren’t black-market,” she countered, “I wasn’t getting shot up in back alleys, I was under a doctor’s care.”

“Oh, you mean that gargoyle that showed up? That guy was a dick, he had the bedside manner of a cab driver!”

“What he lacks in congeniality he makes up for in discretion.” Emma crossed her arms over her chest defensively. She wasn’t accustomed to defending her actions to anyone, especially regarding her presentation treatments. It was a well-guarded family secret, discussing it with anyone else made her very uneasy. Even if that person was her Alpha, the one person meant to protect her.

“Being an Omega is nothing but a liability, it’s a weakness. This city is full of Alphas who think they can drag me back to their cave by my ponytail. Or boss me around because the world order says they should be in charge of everything!”

Frustrated, she blinked back the stinging in her eyes. Tears that threatened to fall only seemed to undermine her point. Usually, she had a tight rein on her emotions but ever since being claimed, they refused to stay where she put them. They were like a storm she was constantly trying to keep from breaking through.

“I just wanted to live my life without having to worry that my presentation would get me overlooked for a promotion or kidnapped by a rut-crazed Alpha.”

Dean hated the fear and stress he felt from her. Her eyes bright with unshed tears. He knew the world wasn’t an easy place for Omegas. Emma certainly wasn’t alone in her feelings on the matter and many others had taken the same route. Suppressants and scent blockers were a common and safe method for most people who wanted a bit of anonymity.

“You’re right,” he said with a sigh, taking both of her hands in his. Reveling in how delicate they seemed compared to his. How easily they could be bruised or broken. “There’s nothing wrong with Omegas using suppressants. Hell, if I were in your shoes, I’d probably do the same thing. It’s just that reaction you had, you were so cold. I thought I was going to lose you. I’ve never been that scared. And then that creepy doctor… acting like he didn’t care if you lived or died. I wanted to kill him with my bare hands.”

Emma leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. “I know. I’m sorry Dean, it’s my fault. I knew better, I just got caught up. And then when my heat started, I couldn’t think straight.”

“It’s understandable. I did kind of sweep you off your feet.”

“You did,” she smiled softly. “That’s why I had only been with Betas before.”

Dean pulled back and looked at her with curiosity, “So you’ve never been with an Alpha before me?”

“No.”

His grin was instant and cocky as his chest puffed out. “Good.”

She rolled her eyes, “Shut up.”

He laughed and pulled her onto his lap, tucking her head under his chin. She fit there so perfectly; Dean knew he would never grow tired of holding her. Leaving New York without her, would likely be one of the hardest things he would ever do. He took a deep inhale of her sweet scent and groaned. “Okay Sweetheart, you win. Let’s date.”

Emma drew back and looked up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, “Really?”

“Hell, why not!”

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with such enthusiasm that he nearly toppled backwards. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Just you wait,” he muttered through their joined lips, “I’ve got all kinds of romantic cards up my sleeve.”

When her face lit up Dean felt his heart swell. Yeah, being separated for any amount of time would be torture, but worth it if it made her so happy.

She eyed him with suspicion. “You aren’t just giving me my way because I cried, are you?”

“I hate seeing you cry, but no. You made a valid point. It’ll take us time to get everything figured out, why not have some fun while we’re at it?”

The dimple in her left cheek appeared and her eyes sparkled with the smile that bloomed. She was practically glowing with excitement and hope. Shining like the sun, the new center of his universe. His whole future held in his arms.

[kreetzel]

i COUULLDD boot it up but it if its fucked ill have to reinstall fedora and then upgrade it to 40 (because theres only 39 on my usb)

[complete-idiot-in-love]

Watching episode 39 of Once Upon A Witchlight (Spoilers warning!)

This podcast is so found family coded for me and I'm definitely gonna start writing down moments I liked to share here with y'all! I already got episode 40 done too so be on the lookout for that post after this one uwu

@cafekitsune made these awesome dividers, I'm gonna start using them for style!

Bloodytoes flirting with Gricko because of their shared hatred of the lornlings gives me "really? In front of my salad?" Vibes but the salad is hootsie

Mikey not blinking for the entire opening was very scary and also worrying because how the hell can he do that??? And it just made me wonder if Gricko could do that also

When Torbek is eating the feathers and plucking the vultures, I can imagine my self insert just giving him MORE feathers to eat because "I can't tell if this is a bugbear thing or a Torbek thing but if it makes him happy :) "

Andy and Mikey talking joking about Frost having rizz and also being an incel with a fedora was so good. I can't believe my AroAce (Headcanon) brother has more rizz than me >:(

Derek jokingly telling Nikki her heartbeat sounds aren't good enough and he should do them which makes her kill frost with a sharp pot lid “my fucking rest of my body!" Was so damn funny

Sea cucumber robert rectangle trousers ice pops (Spongebob Squarepants) I love it when Gricko makes unofficial names for random things haha!!

“You feel frost filling your mouth" NOT THE FIRST TIME, PROBABLY WON'T BE THE LAST!!!

The group really wanting to leave Gricko for dead in the meat locker because his stupid ass really wanted the heart in the box

Hootsie biting off Gideon's nipple so hard that it gushes blood and B-Toes looking happy about it. Hootsie just was protecting her Papa!!

Mending is Frost's signature spell at this point I swear to the gods

“Male satyr dangling his, dangling his hooves” BAD PLACE TO STUTTER NIKKI!!

Gideon's rage code word being bitch is never NOT funny to me

Torbek FINALLY using one of his dimension doors from back when they fought the rabbits to save the satyr is so nice (like what if he did it cause he thought maybe the satyr was related to my self insert?) Also did they retcon him eating the second one or what cause apparently he has another but when Andy was absent, Nikki made Torbek eat it and fall unconscious

The satyrs name is Vancele (vawn-cell) and he is HUNG (and maybe related to my self insert but probably not) Also just in general I love it when the group runs into satyrs because it shows that there is a good possibility that my character COULD be canon! And it's just funny to imagine my amnesiac satyr seeing another one and being like "Are we related??"

Gideon comforting his upset husband about his missing hat is so damn cute, I love my dads so much

Gricko being terrible at lying is such a Gricko thing

Torbek being fancy with his new +1 luck rose! So glad he got something good, my bestie deserves it!!

Every time Gricko says “those FUCKERS" I die out laughing because of how unnaturally pissed off he is

Frost being the most accidentally horniest dude on the team AND the most badass with his meta magic is so cool “I will do them both, I'm very flexible" My brother got RIZZ!!

[blindrapture]

SATURDAY JUNE 11TH, 2011 ("Promise you'll never?")

12:01 AM Mistress? "I just happened to be in the neighbourhood, figured I'd drop by." Thank you for the consideration. "Are you going to invite me in for some hot coffee?" ..fuck. "That's the idea." giggles That's.. not what I meant. "It's what I meant." she's pushing her way in. donnie's coming downstairs. sees mistress. backing up, back up the stairs now. to the bathroom. now why can't I.

4:50 PM Donnie and I. Kitchen. “We’re gonna get out of here, right?” Yes. We are. We’ll get out of here, and we’ll go to.. uh.. “We’ll go to a church. And get married.” Are you okay? “Marriage is a perfectly normal thing to suggest!” ..she burst into tears. “I’m just so alone. I feel like you’re falling in love with that.. thing.” Oh god. No. No. “Do.. do you promise?” I do. “Promise you’ll never?” I promise. Donnie, you’ve been treated horribly, and I’m gonna do whatever it takes to make it up to you; I promise that too. hug “You don’t need to. You haven’t done anything wrong.” I feel like I have. “You’re my best friend at the moment. You’ve treated me the best out of everyone so far.” ..then why do I hate myself? ._.

7:58 PM We went to the restaurant again. We made ourselves meals and talked about other future plans. We thought about running to some countryside town nearby, or perhaps all the way to France. But in the end, those aren’t very good plans. I’m starting to realize that Mistress chose the perfect place to lead us to. Blackpool is far from everything. Everything except the ocean, and we can’t run across that. What does she want with us?

9:12 PM I just want to sleep all night tonight. With Donnie. But we can’t. Mistress will visit tonight. There’s no telling what she’d do to us if she found us sleeping. So I guess we’ll listen to some music.

10:39 PM Music is fun. Legitimately fun. It’s making me feel alive.

11:00 PM ..door. Donnie’ll get it this time. She insists.

11:01 PM It’s not Mistress, I know that much. It’s a man. He’s handing Donnie a flyer. And now he’s leaving. I couldn’t see him very well from up here.

11:02 PM Donnie says he was a man in a similar outfit to what I normally wear. Black suit, black pants, sunglasses, (no scarf,) and.. well, she said he was in a fedora. She also says he had dark hair and a thin moustache. He didn’t speak. That sounds a little like.. Bones. But I mean what? I mean.. he was my best friend back when I used to live in America a year ago. So it can't be. Of course not. It's someone else. Oh right, the flyer. It actually wasn’t a flyer; it was a receipt. For a B-4000k Oven. Expensive, according to this thing. In the quintuple-digit range. The hell? Donnie says she’s going to hide the receipt somewhere. Just in case. I’m still trying to figure out what the point to that was.

11:11 PM I wish tonight will be at least a little bit gentler than normal.

11:39 PM Speak of the devil. That’ll be Mistress. I’ll get it.

11:41 PM Hi. "Tonight's session will have to be shorter than usual. I have news for you. But first, I want to have my way with the hottest man around." more giggles. Every time she compliments me, I feel worse about myself. Every time she giggles, I want her to just hurry up and kill me already.

(Attached: “He never complimented the Harlequin. He only asked her to pledge her love to him. He gave her new clothes and told her to go kill the prime minister. She looked at him, afraid but trusting, and asked if he was okay. He punched her and told her, if she didn’t do this, she would never feel again.”)

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[linuxstuff]

How to get windows-like screenshot tool in Linux Nobara 39

If you're looking to emulate the feature of pressing win+shift+s and getting to take a rectangular screenshot that you can then copy and paste into say, discord. It's a simple shortcut add to make this feature happen in Nobara 39 (and/or Fedora) with Spectacle.

First press super user key (windows key) , type in shortcuts, and press enter

Either click on spectacle, or search for it with the searchbar

Click the arrow next to "Capture rectangular region"

Left of the trashcan click on the pre-existing shortcut (it will say meta+shift+print)

5. It will then change to input, just press windows key+shift+s to input the shortcut

6. Click apply on the bottom right, and we're done! We now have win+shift+s screenshot functionality on Nobara.

[narashikari]

Aaaand now it's Renn Kiriyama's turn lmao

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Happy birthday to our beloved halfboiled fedora tantei himself~

Also... I'm always amazed by how old he really is, he looks like he's in early 20s but nope, he's 39

[thelastlightningbug]

what i set out to do: back up my phone to my laptop to clear space, back up my laptop to an external hard drive, update my laptop, and run diagnostics after the update to see if there's any cause for the issues i've been having with it crashing often

what is happening: backup my phone to my laptop but it's out of space so i have to delete all the old backups (and for some reason iphotos is uploading duplicates of everything, but because my computer is a bunch of osx-s behind i don't yet have the delete duplicates tool in photos), the drive i was going to use to backup my laptop has 100gb of data on it and i can't use it unless i wipe and format the drive entirely, the drive can't be rewritten in any way other than completely wiping it because it's encoded in a way macbooks don't like and we need to keep those files apparently, i can't use the other 2tb drive we have because it is probably older than me and therefore the size of the book Eragon (i have to travel soon so i really don't have the space)

so now i'm using my old 2010 dell laptop—running fedora linux 30 (39 is current)—to write the 100gb of files from one drive to the other. and because my dad got involved instead of letting me do it myself it's being written through the command line & i have NO idea how long it'll take. could be all night. i feel like im doing a knee replacement on this file format system & im not as smart as i used to be

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

SEEK MAGAZINE VOL.04 — 50 QUESTIONS INTERVIEW WITH ONEW

1. What kind of book are you currently interested in?

O: A book on world cultures. I have a deep understanding of our country as compared towhat I know of the world. So I thought that I should learn about the different ways of thinking of the rest of the world that I don’t know. That’s why I read it.

2. What kind of movies do you like?

O: I love horror films!

3. When you were in school, what is the subject you’re weak at?

O: Math…

4. When you were in school, what is the subject you’re best at?

O: Science!

5. If your girlfriend cooks for you, what dish would you like her to cook?

O:Dakdolitang!

6. What is your ideal type in a girl?

O: A girl with a cute aura.

7. Which hairstyle do you prefer in a girl? Short, bob, semilong, or long?

O: Short hair.

8. What is your favorite number?

O: 2. I feel like it has a sense of stability.

9. If a girl could give you a message, what words would make you happy?

O: I would be happy if I were told, “Your voice is really beautiful.”

10. What Korean dish would you recommend to your Japanese fans?

O: Samgyetang

11. Please wink for us.

(photo)

12. What SHINee song would you recommend to lift someone’s spirit when they’re feeling down?

O: 321

13. What if you invited a girl you like to a date, how will you approach her?

O: I think that instead of asking her out boldly, I will do it secretly and in private(LOL).

14. Recently, is there anything that made you feel happy or energetic?

O: I took awalk after a long time! The trees were so green, and when I saw them I can feel the nature. The wind also felt really nice.

15. What is your treasure?

O: My family, myself, my fans. And the people around me who support me.

16. What is your favorite (Japanese) word?

O: Smile.Because a smiling face is the best.

17. What is your recent favorite fashion item?

O: Fedora hats.

18. What is a food you dislike?

O: Cucumbers.

19. Please hold out your hand.

(photo)

20. What is your favorite smell?

O: The smell of trees. They have a calming feeling.

21. What is your ideal age to get married?

O: I wonder how old would be good…about 35 years old? (LOL)

22. What is your latest hobby/game that interests you?

O: Bowling! I even bought My Ball! I’m thinking of seriously doing it (LOL).

23. What is your special skill?

O:Hmm..ttakbam (LOL)

24. What is your favorite food?

O: Chicken! I love chicken! I like any dish with chicken!

25. Please give us a flying kiss!

(photo)

26. Please make a crying face.

(photo)

27. What is a book you like?

A: Poetry. It is an accumulation of unsaid feelings and is easy to read.

28. How do you relieve stress?

O: I guess this is also by walking. Like, taking a walk through a place I’ve never ventured before. Since it’s a place I’m unfamiliar with, I become observant of the things around me and it’s exciting, discovering a lot of new things. With that, my mood becomes better. I recommend it to everyone!

29. What is your charm point?

O: My voice!

30. What is the most interesting dream you had?

O: Hmm..I forgot. LOL. I may have had dreams but I don’t really remember them?

31. What did you eat last night?

O: Ramen!

32. If you’re taking a walk with your girlfriend, what is better? holding hands or linking arms?

O: Holding hands would be better, I think~

33. What present would you give your girlfriend if you’re celebrating your first anniversary?

O: Hmm…what would be nice? …Will you give me suggestions? (LOL)

34. What is your weak point?

O: I get easily influenced by other people’s opinions.

35. What is something you want to do before you die?

O: Something that seems to feel really good–Skydiving!

36. What do you wear when you sleep?

O: T-shirt and shorts.

37. What is your dream when you were young?

O: To be a scientist or architect

38. When you go out, what item should definitely be in your bag?

O: My phone, wallet, and room keys

39. What is the first thing you do upon waking up?

O: Check the time.

40. What is something that you are secretly proud of?

O: No matter what I’m going to start doing or no matter where I am going, I always prepare for it.

41. Which do you prefer, roller coaster or haunted house?

O: If I can choose, then roller coaster.

42. Please make a gesture showing, “keep it a secret”!

(photo)

43. What is your favorite sport?

O: Favorite sport, I don’t have one (LOL).

44. What do you buy in a convenience store?

O: I often buy sweets or drinks.

45. Are you the type of person who eats his favorite food first or last?

O: Either. It depends on what I feel during that time.

46. How do you spend time in your room?

O: If there is time, I sleep a lot.

47. What is your favorite animal?

O: Giraffe

48. What is your favorite color?

O: Blue!

49. What is your favorite season?

O: Although they pass by easily, spring and autumn.

50. (Q fromSWJ): Onew-san always has a smiling face, but if a problem comes up, what do you do to calm yourself down?

O: First, I sleep (LOL). But I don’t sleep to forget about it. I sleep mainly to /reset/ and regain my presence of mind. Then I think it over again,what I lacked/missed and what I need to do.

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