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[ag-updates-and-archives]

dashboardconfessional I’ll have more to say this week about all my wonderful friends who joined me for Superjam but for now I simply want to say thank you. 📷: @.thegrayhall

posted june 16, 2024

[heelvr78]

Project “sex” |L.H| TEASER

Pairing ◊ Fem!readerxstudent!hee

Genre ◊ smut, classmates too ??

Warnings ◊ smut, fem receiving, kissing, fingering, praising, degradation,unprotected sex, cock warming, ect.reader and heeseung are 18

Summary ◊ you and Heeseung have a project about human anatomy. You may end up exploring each others.

Release date: to be determined

Word count: to be determined

a/n: hey, this is my first fic so I hope you like it. Repost and likes appreciated.

More under the cut <3

“Good morning class” Ms smith says before sitting down her books on her desk. “ today we will be making a project about human anatomy. You are free to choose who to work with, the due date will be next Monday and we will present Tuesday”.

“Great” you huff as you look around the room to find a partner. You don’t really have friends except for Bryana and Hannah. They have always been by your side through thick and thin but unfortunately you don’t have any classes with them.

“Umm Ms I don’t have a part…” you say before you get cut off because of his arrival. Lee heesueng. He’s the cutest boy in your grade. He’s tall, has dark hair, sharp features. You’ve had a crush on him since junior high.

“ well y/n looks like you’ll have to work with Heeseung ” Ms smith says. You both give each other awkward glances before sitting down at a table and getting started on your project together.

“So what do you want our topic to be?” Heeseung says breaking the awkward silence. “ since everyone else took the less embarrassing option we have to do genitals” you gradually whisper out of embarrassment.

His cheeks begin to turn red at the thought of studying your private area. Before you and Heeseung can get started the bell rings for your next class. “ hey, do you mind coming over after to school to continue working on the project” heeseung says with a smirk on his mouth. “ yeah sure, I’ll be there around 4.” You say before darting out of the class to your friends down the hall.

You meet Bryana and Hannah standing next to your locker. “ guys you’ll never believe who I’m working with for my biology project” you say out of excitement “ who?” Both Bryana and Hannah say out of genuine confusion and curiosity. “Lee Heeseung” you say with excitement. “You know he’s know to be an f-boy right?” Hannah says with a concerned tone. “Well I think this is the perfect opportunity for her to talk to new people” Bryana says enthusiastically. Before you guys can finish your conversation the bell rings for your next class.

After the last bell rings you’re headed to heesueng’s house. You arrive to his front door and nervously ring the door bell. Suddenly the door swings open to a shirtless heesueng with gray sweats and wet hair.

As he stands in the doorway you can’t help but stare at his muscular physique. He looks straight out of my magazine. Suddenly you feel a wetness pooling in your panties.” You okay?” heesueng says with a concerned tone even though he knows exactly what he’s doing. “ yeah, yeah I’m fine” you say. “Come in” he says while opening the door for you. As you pass by him you can smell his strong cologne.

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[ubernatural]

Due to the overwhelming majority of positive votes on my poll, this is a small snip of my as of now unnamed destiel fic. Please please please talk to me about how I can improve or what you liked about it <3

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Cas was alone. Again. His roommate had fucked off, predictably, and left him to stew alone in their half unpacked room right before his first classes of the year. Normally, he’s fine being by himself. Thrives in it, really. But after the way he left things with his family, he’s craving human contact more than ever.

His parents will tell you he “ran away,” but, really, he just never told them he got accepted into KU. He just packed his bags, and left for the fall semester. He had been working jobs since he was fifteen and had saved every last cent of his pay, so he had some money to help with tuition. He also got one mean scholarship, so all he really needs are the books. But that won't stop his parents from calling him “selfish” and “entitled” when all he really wants is to live his life not being constantly squished into the image of the perfect son that hasn’t fit him in a long ass time.

It also doesn’t help that they are super religious and did not support him coming out as gay. They insisted it was a “phase” and “would pass.” But Cas had known for years that he was into men. He knew it before when he picked a girl in class to “like” just so he would fit in. He knew it in Senior year when Hannah, a girl in his school, invited him over to her house to study, or so he thought. She said she was going to change into something more comfortable and he figured that meant pajamas, but apparently that meant buck ass nude. He was embarrassed and, frankly, grossed out. He made a speedy exit, and avoided her for the rest of the year. His parents, Chuck in particular, kept asking him what ever happened to “that lovely Hannah girl.” Well, now they know why they never saw her again.

Pushing away the thought of his family, he rises from his bed to get ready. He throws on a pair of worn dark wash jeans, a black shirt, and pulls a battered gray zip-up over it all. He grabs the old messenger bag he was able to snatch from his father before he left, and fills it with the books he’s going to need today.

The walk to class was pretty uneventful. It was a nice day, and Cas only got lost once. He quickly asked for directions, and was relieved that he wasn’t even that far off course.

He was still pretty proud of himself when he got to the lecture hall. It was relatively full, but not so that it was hard to find a seat. He ended up picking one close to the middle next to a small redhead with glasses. They shared a polite smile before she reached her hand out for him to shake. “Hey there. I’m Charlie.”

Cas tentatively grasped her hand and gave it a firm shake. “Hello, Charlie. My name is Castiel.”

“Oh, that’s so cool! I might have to steal it for my new DnD character,” she playfully shoots back.

“Yes, well, you would be too late considering it’s already the name of mine.” His lips tick up in a smile as he sees her face brighten.

“Dude, you should totally come over and play sometime! I’ve only got one other friend who plays, and his younger brother who’s usually our DM.” Her eyes widen a fraction before she continues frantically, “I mean, obviously you don’t have to, and this is kinda weird since we know basically nothing about each other and-”

“I would love to join you, Charlie.” He cuts off her rambling before she can talk herself out of his invite.

Her face splits into a wide grin, and she’s beaming again. “Did we just become besties?” she asks.

“Yes, I believe we did,” Cas amusedly answers.

-

The Queen: handmaiden, come quick

emergency dnd meet in my room

now!

and bring the good popcorn

-

Dean gets the text as he’s finishing his last class for today. He’s pretty drained from all of the “introduce yourself” and “get to know you” chats that he was forced into all day. The sun’s setting, and all he really wanted was to curl up in bed and maybe watch Tombstone for the millionth time. But he loves Charlie, and he can’t refuse his queen. He shoots off a text saying he’ll be right there, and heads for his room to get the requested snack.

Ten minutes later, he’s standing outside Charlie’s dorm with the half cheesy, half caramel popcorn that she likes. He knocks once and is utterly unprepared for what he sees when he lets himself in.

“Hey, Charles-”

He stops in his tracks as he takes in the scene. Charlie and some guy are sitting on the floor as Charlie is very animatedly ranting about something or another and the guy is just sitting there, softly but excitedly smiling at her. Upon second glance, the guy is hot. He’s wearing a shirt that hugs his shoulders perfectly and matches his messy black curls. The guy also has a straight nose and full lips. When he looks up at Dean, he’s struck by just how blue his eyes are. Blue enough to drown in. Shut up, brain.

Their impromptu staring contest is interrupted by Charlie springing up from her spot on the floor and practically yanking him all the way inside the room. “Dean,” she says, “this is Castiel. We have English together and he mentioned he plays DnD, so I invited him over to see if we could coerce you and Sam into getting a game started.” He raises a quizzical brow and her responding look says “just go with it.”

“Uh, hey, man,” he says, transferring the nearly forgotten bag of popcorn under his left arm, reaching the other out for the guy to shake.

“Hello, Dean.” And damn, if he hadn't thought this guy was hot before, he definitely thinks so now. His voice is whiskey smooth yet still has a gargling gravel quality to it. His handshake is strong, too. And just as he realizes that fact, he also recognizes that he’s held this guy's hand for a beat too long and was staring again.

He clears his throat and extracts his hand, trying to control the flush he’s feeling. Judging by the small smirk on this Castiel guy’s face, he’s failed miserably.

Turning back to Charlie, resolutely ignoring the self satisfied smile on her smug little face, he extracts the popcorn from under his arm and offers it to her with a small bow. “M’lady,” he recites.

“Why thank you, handmaiden,” she says liltingly, and pats him on the head.

“Anything for you, my queen,” he says as he straightens.

He throws a glance back over at the guy, who is doing a comically adorable squint-tilt of confusion. He sniggers a little to himself. Where did Charlie find this guy? “So, Cas,” he starts, “are you a sweet or salty kind of guy?”

The squint deepens until the whole look smoothes out. “Well, I prefer sweet to salty snacks, if that’s what you’re asking. Although I do believe that opinion is almost entirely based off of my older brother sharing his sugar addiction with me.” His face turned contemplative and almost yearning.

“Well, that’s good since that half and half crap she has me pick up is more 70-30 on carmel to cheese. Now it works out,” he grins, “you two can split the 70 and I’ll get the 30 all to myself.”

“That’s… agreeable.”

His smile widens much more than the comment earned, but he can’t help it. He’s swooning and the man only said two words. “Great, I’ll get Sammy on the phone. Charles, why don’t you and Cas set up the game?”

Sam picks up on the third ring, predictably still awake and not trying to ignore his big brother. “Hey, Dean. How did your first day go?”

“Ah, it was alright, Sammy. Met some people, found some classes, nothing real eventful until now.”

“Until now? What does that mean?” He sounds equal parts concerned and cautious.

“Nothing bad, you can relax. Charlie found herself a new bestie, and we were just wonderin’ if your dungeon master skills could be brought out for a quick game.”

There’s a large sigh on the other end of the phone before he inevitably relents. “Fine. Put me on speaker, I’ll go get my notes.”

“Yes, Sammy!” he shouts excitedly “This is why I love you.” He puts his phone on speaker and flashes a thumbs up at the other two in the room who had looked up at his outburst.

“There’s gotta be more reasons than that, jerk,” Sam replies petulantly.

“Why don’t you come over here and find out, bitch,” he throws back.

There's grumbling and shuffling on the phone, and Dean grins triumphantly, even though the comeback didn't make much sense. “Ok,” Sam pauses, “am I on speaker?”

“Yeah. Hi, Sam!” comes Charlie’s reply.

“Hi, Char. And, uh, hi, Charlie’s new bestie?”

“Hello, Sam. My name is Castiel. It is good to speak with you.” Dean could listen to Castiel read an organic chemistry textbook and never get bored.

“Hello, Castiel. It’s nice to meet a fellow nerd,” Sam jokes.

Cas laughs and if Dean likes his voice, he loves his laugh. He could bottle it up and get drunk on it each night. God, when did he turn into such a sap?

They stay on the phone with Sam through a two hour adventure that he found lying in his notes. Afterwards, it’s pretty late, but they stick around and chat for a bit. They find out some random things about Cas, like, he’s 20 (just a year younger than Dean), his favorite animal is a bee (”But that’s not an animal, Cas, It’s an insect.” “And insects are a type of animal, Dean.”), he has one older brother, and apparently is in a band.

“No way, dude! That’s so cool! What do you play?” Charlie practically bounces off of her perch on the edge of her bed in excitement.

“Well, I play guitar, but I also sing, sometimes.” He shrugs, “We’re very flexible with who takes the lead, though. It usually comes down to who wrote the song and what they want to do with it.” He then smiles shyly, “Then again, most of the songs are mine as well, with more than a few written by my friend, Meg.”

Charlie nearly chokes on her own spit. “Wait, Meg, as in Meg Masters?”

The squint-tilt is back. “Yes. Megara Masters. Do you know her?”

Charlie scoffs, “Know her? No. Know of her? Hell yes. What kind of lesbian would I be if I didn't know the hottest gay in school?”

“Hey,” Dean protests, “the hottest gay is obviously that Aaron guy.”

She reached over and gently laid her hand on his cheek, “Oh, sweetie,” she said pleasantly, “you keep telling yourself that.” She pats his cheek lightly before she withdraws her hand. The whole exchange leaves Cas more than a little confused.

The topics ebb and flow however it wants, and soon they’re debating the merits of each Hogwarts house.

“I don’t care what either of you buffoons have to say, I gotta back my girl Harmionie,” Charlie yells.

“We’re not talking about characters, Char, We’re talking about the house itself!” Dean yells back.

“But if we were talking about characters,” Cas chimes, “That would give Hufflepuff a point because of Sedric.”

“Oh, yea?” Charlie snaps. “And where’s Sedric now, Cas? That's right, he’s dead,”

Dea narrows his eyes, “That was a low blow, Char.” No one disrespects Sedric and gets away with it.

Cas is about to speak, presumably to come to Dean’s aid, when his phone chimes. “Oh dear,” he says.

“What is it, Cas?” Dean asks as nonchalantly as he can, but if the look Charlie shot at him is anything to go by, it didn't work very well.

He laughs breathily at his phone and begins tapping away, speaking distractedly as he goes. “It looks like it’s much later than I thought, and Gabriel seems to have been trying to contact me for quite some time now.” He bites his lip thoughtfully before he starts typing again. Dean tries not to let his gaze snag on the gesture.

“If you gotta go, man, that’s cool,” Dean relents.

“Yeah,” Charlie chimes, “we should all probably get some sleep, anyways.”

“Yes I think I might do just that,” Cas answers. Just then his phone starts buzzing in his hand. “I have to take this, but it was lovely meeting both of you, and I hope we can possibly do this again sometime?”

“Of course, dude,” Charlie answers and goes in for a hug. Cas is a bit awkward, but he’s smiling, so it can’t be too bad. “We nerds gotta stick together!” she declares.

Dean sticks his hand out for Cas to shake. It’s firm and strong and lasts a little bit longer than a normal handshake, but Dean’s probably just imagining that. He also probably imagined when Cas’ eyes seemed to flick down to his lips. He had to have imagined it. No way would this guy be interested in a sack like Dean.

Cas seems to come back to himself abruptly when his forgotten phone starts buzzing again. He answers swiftly with a sort of fond and annoyed look that belongs to most younger brothers. “Gabriel, ya kak raz sobiralsya pozvonit'. Chto vam nuzhno?” He casually shoots them a wave, and closes the door on his way out.

Dean and Charlie are left staring after him in shock. Was that Russian?

[pers-books]

Hannah Waddingham Confronts Photographer Who Asked Her To “Show Leg”: “Don’t Be A Dick”

Hannah Waddingham called out a photographer at the Olivier Awards who apparently asked her to “show leg” as she posed for pictures.

The Emmy-winning Ted Lasso star hosted the London theatre awards on Sunday night and before the gong-giving got underway she walked the steps of the Royal Albert Hall.

As she stopped for photos, Waddingham confronted a snapper after hearing a comment about her legs, according to a video posted by a fan account.

“Oh my God, you’d never say that to a man,” Waddingham said. “Don’t be a dick otherwise I’ll move off. Don’t say ‘show me leg.’ No.”

The actress then shook her head and walked off. She continued to exchange words with the photographer as she moved on, raising her finger.

Succession star Sarah Snook and singer-actress Nicole Scherzinger were among the big winners at the 2024 Olivier Awards on Sunday.

Snook picked up the Best Actress gong for her multi-character performance in the Sydney Theatre Company’s version of Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray.

Scherzinger landed Best Actress in a Musical for her turn as Norma Desmond in the recent revival of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s Broadway-bound Sunset Boulevard.

Opening the awards, Waddingham performed a number with singer and pianist Joe Stilgoe. Waddingham, who will be seen on the big screen this year in The Fall Guy and Mission Impossible – Dead Reckoning Part 2, also hosted last year’s ceremony.

[stayycalm]

Megaverse Chapter 1

© staycalmm (stayycalm on Tumblr)

"This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, businesses, places, events, or incidents are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.”

in other words, dude this is a fanfic it’s not that deep.

   ENJOY!

this story is heavily influenced by the Firebird series

 “they told us it was impossible, that it was science fiction. but when we discovered the multiverse the possibilities became endless.”

welcome to the stray kids hot megaverse.

read on ao3

Chapter 1

My head is spinning, and the world around me seems to be in constant motion. my body buzzed with an unusual hum I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my vision. 

my hands hit a smooth cool surface as I gasped, slowly and the surroundings began to stabilize. It worked. I jumped to a different dimension. 

I laugh, slightly hysterically as I press my forehead into the glass in front of me, trying to slow my pounding heart as I grin to myself, Chris would freak out if he knew what I just did.

The thought of him brings a pang of sadness. he was more than a friend to me; he was the family I always wanted. 

I bounced around foster families for years, no one really wanted me.

 that was until I came to the Bang house, For the first time in my seemingly worthless life, I was wanted.

I remember the first day I met Chris. I was thirteen and still very unsure of this new family. 

 it being the fifteenth family I had stayed with, I knew not to get too attached. Mrs. Bang opened the front door and waved for me to follow her inside. 

my hands tightening on my backpack straps, I took the first step into the unknown of this new house. Mrs. Bang traded her heels for a pair of cream-colored house slippers, and I moved to take off my sneakers, staring down at my plain black socks.

without saying a word, she set a pair of dark gray slippers in front of me. I looked up quickly, surprised by the gesture. 

"Welcome home, Sydney," she said. Her voice was sweet, and her face showed something I had only imagined in my most lonely of daydreams—love. It was love in her eyes. 

Tentatively, I slipped my feet into the slippers, the soft fabric providing just the right amount of support and comfort.

Once I was used to the new shoes, Mrs. Bang waved me down the hall.

 "Come on, they can't wait to meet you." 

I knew the Bang family already had three kids: two boys and one girl. Hannah, I remembered her name and thought of how my last foster house had five girls who all despised my presence.

Rounding the corner into the living room, I bumped into a soft wall. Looking up, I saw a bright smile beaming down at me. 

"Hi! I'm Chris.”

I snapped back to the present, digging my nails into my palms—a nasty habit I was never able to break. 

Wincing at the pain, I blinked through tear-filled eyes at the tiny red slices in my palm. I relaxed my fingers, noticing that my nails were long, sharp, and painted bright red.

 I stood there, staring at my nails in awe. 

Nervously chewing my nails had never allowed me the luxury of a manicure like this. 

This Evelette was clearly much more self-assured, judging by the tight black dress that clung to the curves of my body in a way that I would never feel comfortable with back home.

I stepped back from the wall, blinking hard and wiping away the tears, ignoring the slight black smudges on my fingers. 

I clutch at the necklace resting on my barely covered chest, holding it up as I read the small screen as it scrolls through my dimensional coordinates.

when it comes to the science behind this I’m at a loss, but what appears to be an ordinary necklace is in fact the most advanced piece of scientific equipment in my dimension.

Growing up in the Bang household gave me the security I lacked and Chris was an amazing older brother figure, not only for his kindness but also for his ambition and genius. 

from day one he took me under his wing, showing me around the house, and helping me get settled into my new room.

he introduced me to his friends and tried his best to include me in any way he could, though he was smarter than I could ever hope to be he did come in handy when it came to my science homework.

and not only was he ridiculously smart he was a champion swimmer, a straight-A student, and graduated as valedictorian before going on to attend one of the most advanced science colleges in the world. 

While he was there, he made a few friends who soon became his work partners as they worked towards their final project. 

One of his partners was Han Jisung, a slightly crazy Physics major who referred to their group as ‘3Racha.’

I blinked at him, the meaning of what he just said lost on me. He grinned, leaning back on the couch I had been occupying for the past hour.

"What?" I asked, not getting the meaning behind the name.

"3Racha!" he said again, and I shook my head, still not getting it. He snorted and rolled his eyes.

"It's a play on Sriracha, and since there are three of us—" 

I blinked and nodded, starting to understand at least a little bit before he finished what he was saying. 

"And because we are HOT!" He finished, winking at me as he leaned his face towards mine.

I felt my face heat up and laughed awkwardly, looking away from Han to see Changbin staring at us, unamused. 

Our eyes locked for a moment before he broke our stare to talk to Han.

"Stop saying it like that. You'll weird people out," his voice was low and serious as he went back to whatever crazy math problems he was working on. 

Being the math major of the group, he was in charge of the majority of the numbers and statistics for their final project, a project Chris had yet to share with me.

Chris always kept me in the loop about his life, but this was one thing he couldn’t share with me. 

“not yet,” he said for what must be the thousandth time, and I all but whined as he chuckled patting my head before moving past me to talk to Changbin.

I admired him for everything he accomplished. But this project was different. He was secretive, and it made me curious. What could be so important that he wouldn’t even tell me, did he not trust me?

Despite my curiosity, I respected his privacy. I knew how much this project meant to him and his friends. And although I didn’t always understand the technical details of their work, I was proud of them. 

They were working on something big, something groundbreaking.

Chris, Han, and Changbin were an inseparable trio. Their bond was strong, and their passion for their work was inspiring. 

Watching them work together reminded me of how lucky I was to have Chris in my life. He was more than a brother; he was my hero.

Han and Changbin had become like family as well, not only to me but to the rest of the Bang family. I couldn’t remember a time they hadn’t been over for dinner in the past two years since Chris and them started their final project.

Han was a flirt and a terrible one at that, but he’s only like that with me according to Chris and Changbin, he can’t talk to any other girl to save his life. his social anxiety prevents him from doing more than waving hello to a girl.

Apparently, I’m the exception to his anxiety seeing as he seems to live to make me flustered, Changbin on the other hand seems to do everything in his power to avoid me.

I don’t know much about him besides the fact that he’s a wiz with numbers and that he’s allergic to cats, the one conversation we’ve had plays in my brain more often than I’d like to admit.

the night was cold, colder than your usual Australian nights. laid on the back porch watching the night sky as I let my mind wander to what my life would have been like if I hadn’t come here.

my brain did this a lot when I felt the overwhelming love that comes from the Bang family, wondering if I’d still be here if they hadn’t taken me in, and given me the love I never dreamed of feeling.

I’m brought out of my mental spiral but the sound of the sliding glass door opening and closing, I turn my head to see the wide frame of Changbin as he leans back against the door.

with his eyes closed and his chin tilted towards the sky, he looks handsome and less scary than he normally does with his impassive eyes that see everything but reveal nothing.

he breathes deeply before opening his eyes, his gaze meeting mine almost immediately. as if he knew I was watching him.

my cheeks warm and I pray it’s too dark for him to notice.

“ what are you doing out here?” his voice is different, softer than it normally is.

I sit up from my place on the deck shrugging. 

“ needed to cool off a little.”

he nods not saying anything, he doesn’t move from his place by the door and I sit there watching him curiously. 

“ you know we couldn’t have done this without you.”

his voice startles me out of my staring and it takes me a moment to process his words.

“What?” my voice is strangled as I try not to choke on the air I inhale far too quickly.

“ the project, Chris says you are the one who inspired him to start the project,” he said as if I should have known.

I blinked at him, shocked as this was news to me, I opened and closed my mouth trying to find something to say.

“ you mean a lot to him,” his voice had a strange tone as he frowned before clearing his throat, looking away from me before adding.

“ to all of us.” I blinked thinking I had misheard him.

 before I could respond there was a knock on the door and we both jumped at the sudden disturbance, Chanbin turned and opened the door and Chris stepped out with us.

“Hey! Mom brought out some cheesecake for us, you better come get some before Han eats it all.” he walks over to me holding out a hand as he chuckles.

I smiled and took his hand letting him pull me up as we moved to head inside, Chris went in first and I followed close behind as I past Changbin I felt a small touch on my head.

I paused turning to look seeing the leaf pinched between his fingers, then looking up to meet his eyes. his gaze reflected an emotion I couldn’t quite place, he almost looked pained.

maybe he knew what he was going to do, maybe he had already set into motion the very thing that would shatter the very foundations of my life.

With trembling hands, I looked for my phone. When I found it and unlocked it with Face ID, I thanked the lord for the technology in this dimension being similar to mine.

 Trying to guess this Evelette’s password was not a game I wanted to play. I quickly opened the notes app, typing a note in all caps so that when I faded into the background of this dimension’s Evelette, she would read it and reawaken me within herself.

"FIND SEO CHANGBIN."

[numinousmysteries]

Dancing the Tandava (6/10)

[on Ao3] @today-in-fic

Geneva, Switzerland 2023

As a scientist, Scully is thrilled to see the inner workings of CERN where leading researchers from around the world are uncovering the building blocks of the universe. As a mother, she’s filled with pride that William is among the brightest minds decoding these mysteries. She didn’t expect that the first time she’d walk these hallowed halls, though, would be while trying to find her missing son.

The hallways and offices of CERN look uncharacteristically dated for such a cutting-edge facility, Most of the structures were erected in the 1950s and have an underwhelming, dull and gray aesthetic. As she follows Hannah to Dr. Bellona’s office, Scully wonders if the facilities would feel more inspiring if she wasn’t so despondent.

Alongside her, Mulder has slipped into his investigator skin, all of his senses heightened as they search for William. It’s been so long since they played these roles that she’s nervous they’ve forgotten how. She hasn’t felt this way since the days before William’s birth when it seemed as if a threat to her unborn child lurked around every corner. But after William was born—completely normal, although no less miraculous—the shadowy forces retreated.

She taught at Quantico for a few years before leaving the Bureau altogether to practice medicine full-time. Mulder refused to grovel to Kersh for his old job after getting fired, and instead became an adjunct professor of criminal psychology, a role that left him with enough time to research the occasional cryptid. Thanks to skillful diplomacy on Skinner’s behalf, the X-Files remained open with Doggett and Reyes at the helm and Mulder and Scully serving as unofficial consultants. They’ve been living a normal life for the past 22 years. Scully didn’t expect the darkness to find them once again.

She hasn’t had a chance to bring it up to Mulder yet, but she’s terrified that someone from their past has come back to target William. She’s already berating herself for letting her guard down and failing to properly warn her son.

During William’s childhood, she and Mulder tried to straddle the line between caution and paranoia. They didn’t want their son to grow up in fear and, after several years of nothing nefarious happening, it felt easier to relax. By the time he went away to college, their worries weren’t any more extreme than any other loving parents’ concerns. When he announced that he’d been accepted into CERN’s internship program, they never questioned his safety living abroad.

It helped that he’d be going with Hannah. William claims they’re only friends, but he doesn’t talk about any of his other friends as often or with as much admiration. When Hannah came to visit them over the summer, Scully noticed how she and William could communicate with just a glance or a gesture across the dinner table. It was as if an electric charge passed between the two of them and anyone who came close enough could feel the buzz. Mulder insists to her that they must be dating but if their friendship does grow into something more, Scully knows it will have to happen on its own time.

When they reach Bellona’s office, Mulder knocks on the door and starts turning the knob before hearing an answer.

Bellona, a pale man who looks like he’s in his early 60s with dark sideburns and a balding crown, rises from his desk chair as the three of them enter the room. His office is small and drab with cinderblock walls and a small window. There's a laptop on his desk alongside messy piles of papers.

“Are you Dr. Bellona?” Mulder asks.

“Yes,” he says. “Can I help you?”

“I’m Fox Mulder and this is my wife Dr. Dana Scully. Our son, William Mulder, is missing and I believe you might have something to do with that.”

Bellona tilts his head at them but his eyes don’t give anything away. “I’m sorry to hear about your son. But I can assure you I have nothing to do with whatever might have happened to him.”

“You were the last person to see him,” Hannah chimes in. “You called him in last night to assist with a collider run.”

“Oh yes, of course,” Bellona says, smiling. “I needed assistance with a project and Dr. Farber mentioned I could borrow one of his promising young interns. He helped me with calibrating a magnet on the LHC and then he left before we did the run. I assume he went back home. It was late, after all.”

“But no one saw him leave,” Hannah says firmly. “The entire facility was locked down because he was missing in the tunnel.”

“You’re one of Farber’s interns, too, right?” Bellona asks.

“Yes, I’m Hannah Schwartz.”

“I thought so,” Bellona says. “I’ve seen you around. Then you should know as well as I do that no one can go missing in that tunnel. The facilities team did a full sweep but didn’t find him so, as I said, we assumed he went home and continued with the run.”

“There are security cameras all over the place,” Mulder says, gesturing to one in the hallway right outside Bellona’s office. “And yet none of them picked up on him leaving last night and he never showed up at his apartment.”

Scully knows he’s bluffing. Without their FBI credentials it would be impossible to access the security footage, but Mulder is eager to push Bellona.

Bellona shrugs. “I don’t know what to tell you. CERN has an excellent security team. I’m sure they’ll be able to assist you.”

There’s a tall, potted tree in the corner behind Bellona’s desk. Nearly reaching ceiling height, it leans toward the room’s only window. The tree has green, three-pronged leaves that look similar to the ones they found at the foot of the Shiva statue. She makes eye contact with Mulder, who’s also noticed it and he nods.

“That’s an interesting plant,” Mulder says, pointing it out. “Happen to know its name?”

“It’s a bael tree,” Bellona says. “It has spiritual significance in Hinduism. When a former colleague of mine from Kolkata, came to work at CERN, his mother smuggled some bael seeds into his luggage when she learned they didn’t grow in Switzerland. Once his research stint was over, the tree had gotten too big to bring back to India so he entrusted it to me.”

“So it’s likely the only one of its kind around here, right?” Mulder continues.

“I’d imagine there aren’t many. It’s a tree that typically prefers a more tropical climate, but this one is stubborn and seems to tolerate my space heater and the occasional sunlight that filters in.”

“That’s strange, though,” Hannah says, “because we found some very similar leaves around the Shiva statue on campus. I remember noticing them because they looked out of place. Any idea how they could have gotten there?”

Scully’s impressed by Hannah’s questioning. She’s giving enough for Bellona to know they’re on to him without showing all their cards. It’s a technique she used on cases before and it worked more than a handful of times.

But Bellona doesn’t bite. “No reason I can think of. Anything else I can help you folks with?”

Scully wishes she still had her badge and gun. As an FBI agent, she had the power to make people talk. Now she feels helpless. Glancing over at Mulder, she sees his gaze locked on Bellona. They both know this man is responsible for their son’s disappearance but they don’t have the authority to detain him. Instead, they have to accept his lies and leave his office empty-handed.

***

Without any other leads to go on, they decide to let Hannah get some rest. They walk back to the apartment with her to pick up their luggage, and then leave to go check into their hotel and try looking into Bellona’s background.

Scully finally lets herself break down when they make it to their room. Sitting at the foot of the bed, she rests her head in her hands and starts to cry.

“Oh, Scully,” Mulder says gently, coming to sit next to her and taking her into his arms. “It’s going to be okay. We’re going to find him.”

“You don’t know that,” she says between sobs. “We don’t know what happened.”

Mulder rubs her back and she tucks the crown of her head under his chin. No matter what calamity they find themselves in, she always feels safe in his embrace.

“What if this is our fault?” she asks. “What if someone is trying to get to us through him?”

“Why now after so many years?”

She shrugs against his chest and he kisses the top of her head.

“We’re going to find him,” he repeats. “I promise.”

His words shouldn’t soothe her, but they do. Mulder promised she wouldn’t die of cancer and that their son would be born safe and healthy. He makes these vows based on nothing but the power of his beliefs and he hasn’t been wrong yet. This is the man who went to Antarctica to save her life. If William is out there, she trusts the two of them will do everything they can to find him.

“I did some more research on the bael tree on the ride over here,” he says. “Offering bael leaves to Shiva in worship is traditionally considered very auspicious. The three-pronged leaf represents Shiva’s three functions—creation, preservation, and destruction. So it makes sense that Bellona would be scattering them around the statue”

The leaf is still in Scully’s jacket pocket from when Hannah handed it over to her near the statue. She leans away from Mulder to retrieve it, tracing its edges with her fingers.

“But why would he lie about it?” She asks. “There’s nothing wrong with making a religious offering."

“I don’t think that’s all he’s hiding, Scully. He knows what happened last night and I have a feeling it has to do with whatever he was doing by that statue. I think William saw something he wasn’t supposed to see.”

“By that logic, wouldn’t it mean,” Scully hesitates. “That Bellona would try to get rid of William?”

“We can’t think like that. There’s no evidence he’s been hurt in any way.”

There’s no body. She knows that’s what he means. She’s thinking the same thing. The old statistics on missing persons race through her mind. The more time goes by, the less likely they are to find him alive. She leans into Mulder’s chest and lets him wrap his arms around her again.

“What’s our next move?” she asks, her words muffled against his shirt. “Should we involve local law enforcement? Even if we were still with the FBI, we’d have no jurisdiction here.”

“I want to find out more about Bellona. He’s obviously lying. But I want to know why.” She can feel his larynx moving against her forehead as he speaks, and she can hear the wheels of his mind turning.

Her phone vibrates in her pocket, startling her. Mulder lets her go so she can answer. Hannah’s name is on the screen. They’d exchanged numbers before parting ways at the apartment.

“Hannah?”

“Dana,” Hannah’s strained voice utters on the other end. Scully can tell in the short time they’ve been apart she hadn’t gotten any rest. “I think I found something.”

“What did you find?” She asks. Mulder gives her a concerned look. “Wait, Hannah, I’m putting you on speaker so William’s dad can hear you, too.”

“Okay, so,” Hannah continues, “I started Googling Bellona and apparently he had a wife, a Dr. Samita Shah, who disappeared under mysterious circumstances thirty years ago. She was a physicist, too, and she was working at a military lab in the U.S. in 1993 when she suddenly went missing.”

“Did they ever find her?” Scully asks, her voice full of desperation.

“It doesn’t look like it. It seems that she was presumed dead,” Hananh says. “Oh god, what if he did the same thing to her that he did to William?”

“Where was the lab?” Mulder asks.

“Um, it was out on Long Island. In Montauk.”

Mulder twitches with alertness, like a bloodhound who’s caught a whiff of its prey. “Camp Hero?” he asks. Scully’s never heard of the place.

“Yeah,” says Hannah. “How did you know?”

“Hannah, Scully and I are going to go back and ask Dr. Bellona some more questions. We’ll call you as soon as we’re done.”

“No,” the voice on the other end says. “I’m coming with you.”

They agree to pick her up before returning to Bellona’s office and Scully hangs up the phone. “What’s Camp Hero, Mulder?”

“Come on,” he says, standing up from the bed. “I’ll explain on the way.”

[yesimtrashforit]

The Tortured Poets Department - Taylor Swift lyrical analysis + song explanation

Track 6: But Daddy I Love Him

I forgot how the West was won

I'm not super sure what this is referencing but I have a theory. The states on the East Coast of America were the original colonies. Slowly, as America formed throughout the 18th, 19th and 20th centuries, colonizers moved West. This song is kind of making fun of the White, conservative, church culture.

I forget if this was ever fun

I just learned that people only raise you to cage you

Sarahs and Hannahs in their Sunday Best

clutching their pearls, sighing "What a mess!"

I just learned these people try and save you 'cause they hate you

A common thing in Christians is purity culture and saving someone from themselves. Young women, especially in the past few centuries, were demonized for making big decisions by themselves. This is very true with young women and relationships with the "bad boy."

Too high a horse for a simple girl to rise above it

The people around her are on their high horse. She can't rise above it because every simple woman wants love. It's natural, so she just can't raise herself to these standards.

They slammed the door on my whole world, the one thing I wanted

Now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned

Screaming "but Daddy I love him!

I'm having his baby

No, I'm not but you should see your faces!"

These are really great lines, certainly referencing The Little Mermaid.

It is definitely also referencing the pregnancy rumors that have surrounded Taylor for years. I think this is really funny because it's almost like she's singing it to the fans as well. People's reactions to the song for the first time are absolutely hilarious.

I'm telling him to floor it through the fences

No I'm not coming to my senses

I know it's crazy but he's the one I want

They run off together despite the criticism from her parents and everyone.

Dutiful daughter, all my plans were laid

Tendrils tucked into a woven braid

Growing up precocious sometimes means not growing up at all

She's kept a very clean image for a while. She remarks that if you grow up conservative and not rebellious, you don't really get to live life and make mistakes. These mistakes help you grow up.

He was chaos, he was revelry

Bedroom eyes like a remedy

Soon enough, the elders had convened down at the city hall

She loves how he woke her up and remedied her from this boring life. The elders of the town are meeting to figure out how to fix this situation

"Stay away from her!"

The saboteurs protested too much

Lord knows the words they never heard

Just screeching tires and true love

They haven't even given the relationship a chance. They don't know how sweet and kind he is to her.

I'll tell you something right now

I'd rather burn my whole life down than listen to one more second of all this bitching and moaning

She's absolutely sick of everyone criticizing them.

I'll tell you something about my good name

It's mine alone to disgrace

I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing

God save the most judgmental creeps who say they want what's best for me

She feels like she's the only one who can ruin her reputation. She doesn't care about conforming to the standards of people who are framing their critiques as empathy. It's not genuine care for her wellbeing.

Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I'll never see

Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me

And counteract the chemistry

And undo the destiny

You ain't gotta pray for me

Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy

The church is trying to pray for them to fall out of love, as if that will change anything.

If all you want is gray for me,

then it's just white noise and it's my choice

If they want a boring gray life for her, then she doesn't care. It's just white noise to her.

There's a lot of people in town that I bestow upon my fakest smiles

Scandal does funny things to pride but brings lovers closer

There's a lot of people she lies to about liking their philosophies. The scandal of this has only made these young lovers more in love.

We came back when the heat died down

Went to my parents and they came around

They come back years later after running away together and the parents have warmed up to it.

All the wine moms are still holding out but fuck 'em!

It's over

The Karens are still against it but it's too late, they are love each other.

[postwarlevi]

📚Eliza's 2024 reading list

I've been reading a lot lately and thought it would be fun to keep track and share and maybe see what everyone else is reading!

I have a goal of 26 books this year including participating in this book challenge. I'll mark the books from the challenge with a 📖 and change colors with each new month from the start of a new book. Also 🚫 denotes a DNF (did not finish) and the plan is to add another book each time.

I'll update as I start a new book and note if any books are part of any other challenges.

Chat with me about books I read, that you read, or you think I'll like!

1 Midwinter Murder short stories by Agatha Christie.

2 Little Women by Lousia May Alcott 📖

3 Apple Cider Slaying by Julie Anne Lindsey

4 Don't Look Now short stories by Daphne Du Maurier 🚫

5 Jane Fairfax by Joan Aiken 📖

6 Conceal, Don't Feel by Jen Calonita

7 Radio Girls by Sarah-Jane Stratford

8 Nancy Drew ..Hidden Staircase by Carolyn Keene (March mystery)

9 Isle of the Lost by Melissa De La Cruz (middle grade March)

10 Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín 📖

11 The Guest List by Lucy Foley

12 The Pleasing Hour by Lily King 🚫

13 Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella

14 Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen 📖

15 HP + Prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling (reread)

16 Two Princesses of Bamarre by Gail Carson Levine

17 Furbidden Fatality by Deborah Blake 📖

18 Return to the Isle by Melissa De La Cruz

19 Zoo by James Patterson 📖

20 Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

21 Nancy Drew ..Bungalow Mystery by Carolyn Keene

22 Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger

23 Alex and Eliza by Melissa de la Cruz 📖

24 Shopaholic Abroad by Sophie Kinsella

25 Anne of Green Gables by LM Montgomery

26 Secret History of Witches by Louisa Morgan 📖

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Added due to unfinished books

27 Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

28 Harry Potter Goblet of Fire by JK Rowling (reread)

Extras

29 Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen (Jane Austen July)

30 Midsummer Mysteries by Agatha Christie

31 Murder of Mr Wickham by Claudia Gray (JAJ)

32 Jane Austen shorts (Love and Friendship, etc) and bio

33 Crooked House by Agatha Christie

34 Love and Gelato by Jenna Evans Welch 📖

35 Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt

36 Paris Apartment by Lucy Foley

37 Zombie Town by RL Stine (Summerween)

38 Long Island by Colm Toibin 📖

39 The Women by Kristin Hannah 📖

40 Beach House by RL Stine (Summerween)

41 Harry Potter Order of the Phoenix by JK Rowling (reread)

42 Final Girls by Riley Sager

43 Wreck the Halls by Tessa Baily

44 Garlic and the Vampire graphic novel by Bree Paulsen

45 And Then They Were Doomed by Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli

46 Pretty Little Liars book 1 by Sara Shepard 📖

47 Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa

48 Lilac Girls by Martha Hall Kelly

49 Spy x Family manga book 1 and 2 by Tatsuya Endo

[bluesilksilverspurs]

Why am I getting serious Marazhai vibes from Taylor Swift’s “But Daddy I Love Him”? Maybe sub in Abelard or Heinrix for daddy, right enough lol

LOOK at these lyrics:

“I forget how the West was won

I forget if this was ever fun

I just learned these people only raise you to cage you

Sarahs and Hannahs in their Sunday best

Clutching their pearls, sighing "What a mess"

I just learned these people try and save you

... cause they hate you

Too high a horse

For a simple girl to rise above it

They slammed the door on my whole world

The one thing I wanted

Now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned

Screaming "But Daddy I love him!"

I'm having his baby

No, I'm not, but you should see your faces

I'm telling him to floor it through the fences

No, I'm not coming to my senses

I know he's crazy but he's the one I want

Dutiful daughter, all my plans were laid

Tendrils tucked into a woven braid

Growing up precocious sometimes means not growing up at all

He was chaos, he was revelry

Bedroom eyes like a remedy

Soon enough the elders had convened

Down at the city hall

"Stay away from her"

The saboteurs protested too much

Lord knows the words we never heard

Just screeching tires and true love

And now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned

Screaming "But Daddy I love him!"

I'm having his baby

No, I'm not, but you should see your faces

I'm telling him to floor it through the fences

No, I'm not coming to my senses

I know he's crazy but he's the one I want

I'll tell you something right now

I'd rather burn my whole life down

Than listen to one more second of all this griping and moaning

I'll tell you something about my good name

It's mine alone to disgrace

I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing

God save the most judgmental creeps

Who say they want what's best for me

Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I'll never see

Thinking it can change the beat

Of my heart when he touches me

And counteract the chemistry

And undo the destiny

You ain't gotta pray for me

Me and my wild boy

And all this wild joy

If all you want is gray for me

Then it's just white noise

And it's just my choice

There's a lot of people in town that I

Bestow upon my fakest smiles

Scandal does funny things to pride

But brings lovers closer

…

I'm his lady, and oh my God

You should see your faces

Time, doesn't it give some perspective

No, you can't come to the wedding

I know he's crazy but he's the one I want

I'll tell you something right now you ain't gotta pray for me

Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy

He was chaos, he was revelry”

Dude.

[amphtaminedreams]

Currently Obsessing Over, Debrief No.4: EAT THE RICH (...But, like...After the Met Gala!)

-Anne Hathaway in custom Versace-

-L-R, top row: Olivia Rodrigo, Jenna Ortega, Sora Choi all in Thom Browne, bottom row: Conan Gray in Balmain-

-L-R, top row: Yung Miami in ACT N°1, Rihanna in Valentino Couture, bottom row: Tems in Robert Wun, Cardi B in Chenpeng Studio, Kim Kardashian in Schiaparelli-

-Emily Ratajkowski’s custom Dilara Fındıkoğlu dress, details-

-look, I hate exorbitant displays of wealth as much as the next perennially broke person (whose martyr of a landlord apparently has no choice but to raise the rent astronomically again! does the poor man’s suffering ever end!?)...But in the interest of FASHUN, I like to take a night off, anddd if the purpose of the Met Gala and all its afterparties isn’t to give a voice to the voiceless, i.e the amateur fashion girlies, then that would make this year all about Karl Lagerfeld and it is each and every one of our civilian duties to prevent that from happening! Monday 1st May 2023 was a celebration of three things, 1). Choupette the cat, 2). Anne Hathaway in custom Versace, 3). Emily Ratajkowski in custom Dilara Fındıkoğlu..and all the following fashion moments too-

-L-R, top row: Anok Yai in Atelier Prabal Gurung, Gwendoline Christie in Fendi, bottom row: Sydney Sweeney in Miu Miu, Rita Oran in Prabal Gurung, Nicole Kidman in Chanel-

-L-R: Aubrey Plaza in Stella McCartney, Vanessa Hudgens in Michael Kors, Olivia Rodrigo in Chanel, Keke Palmer in Sergio Hudson-

-Michaela Coel in custom Schiaparelli-

-L-R, top row: Margot Robbie in Chanel, Kate and Lila Moss in Fendi, Ashley Graham in Harris Reed, bottom row: Halle Bailey in Gucci, Emily Ratajkowski in Tory Burch, Penélope Cruz in Chanel, Chloe Fineman in Wiederhoeft-

-Anok Yai in 16Arlington-

-L-R, top row: Jeremy Pope in Balmain, Anne Hathaway in Versace, Jennie Kim in Chanel with Maude Apatow in Chloe & Sidney Sweeney, bottom row: Margot Robbie in Chanel, Suki Waterhouse in Fendi, Whitney Peak in Chanel, Lizzo in Paco Rabanne-

-L-R, top row: Gabrielle Union & Dwayne Wade in Prada, Priyanka Chopra-Jonas in Valentino, Amanda Seyfried in Oscar de La Renta, Nicola Peltz in Valentino, bottom row: Yara Shahidi in Jean Paul Gaultier, Paris Hilton in Marc Jacobs, Palomo Essar in Luar, Lily James in Tamara Ralph Couture-

-Anok Yai-

-L-R, top row: Nicole Kidman, Florence Pugh in Valentino, bottom row: Phoebe Bridgers in Tory Burch, J-Lo in Ralph Lauren, Olivia Wilde in Chloe-

-L-R, top row: Dua Lipa in Chanel & Rihanna in Chrome Hearts, Chloe Fineman, Kerry Washington in Michael Kors, bottom row: Gabriella Karefa-Johnson, Jeremy Pope, LaLa Anthony, Lea Michele in Michael Kors-

-Emma Chamberlain in Miu Miu-

-L-R, top row: Cai Xukun, Iman Hammam & Joan Smalls, Emily Ratajowski in Versace, bottom row: Lil Nas, Shai Gilgeous-Alexander in Thom Browne, Ella Emhoff in Vaquera, Kate Moss in Fendi-

-L-R, top row: Lily James in Versace, Jennie Kim, Olivia Wilde, Paris Hilton, bottom row: Teyana Taylor, Elena Azzaro, Busta Rhymes, Georgia Fowler-

-Ava Max in Christian Siriano-

-L-R, top row: Aurora James in Bode, Whitney Peak, Yara Shahidi, Alia Bhatt in Prabal Gurung, bottom row: Quannah Chasinghorse in Prabal Gurung, Hannah Bagshawe and Eddie Redmayne in Alexander McQueen, Song Hye-kyo in Fendi, Kaitlyn Dever in Michael Kors-

-L-R, top row: Emilia Silberg and Jared Leto, Miranda Kerr in Dior, Kelsey Absille in Prabal Gurung, Adut Akech, bottom row: Kylie Jenner in Haider Ackermann for Jean Paul Gaultier, Cardi B in Richard Quinn, Dua Lipa in Chanel, Phillipa Soo in Richard Quinn-

-L-R: Rita Ora in a mix of vintage Fendi & Chanel, Kylie Jenner in Jean Paul Gaultier, Precious Lee in Fendi-

-Elle Fanning in Vivienne Westwood & Andreas Kronlather for Vivienne Westwood, details-

-L-R, top row: Keke Palmer in Sergio Hudson, Imaan Hammam in Standing Ground, Adut Akech in Carolina Herrera, Vitoria Ceretti in Balenciaga, bottom row: Liu Wen in Tory Burch, Irina Shayk in Yohji Yamamoto, Lily Aldridge in Oscar de La Renta-

-L-R: Yara Shahidi in Jean Paul Gaultier, Janelle Monae in Thom Browne, Devon Aoki in Jeremy Scott-

-L-R, top row: Gustav Witzøe in Palomo Spain, Precious Lee in Fendi, bottom row: Brian Tyree Henry in Karl Lagerfeld, Eva Chen in Fendi, Karen Elson in Christian Siriano-

-L-R, top row: Jordan Roth in Schiaparelli, Camila Morrone in Rodarte, Lily Collins in Vera Wang, bottom row: Daisy Edgar-Jones in Gucci, Pasha Harulia in Bevza, Margaret Qualley in Chanel, FKA Twigs in Maison Margiela-

-L-R, top row: Madelyn Cline in Stella McCartney, Alex Newell in Christian Siriano, Conan Gray, Isabelle Boemke in Bode, bottom row: Vanessa Hudgens in Michael Kors, Finneas O’Connell in Vivienne Westwood, Brooklyn Beckham and Nicola Peltz in Valentino, Liberty Ross in Burberry-

-L-R: Micaela Coel in Schiaparelli, Rita Ora, Ava Max in Christian Siriano-

-L-R, top row: LaLa Anthony in Sergio Hudson, Rihanna, Bad Bunny in Jacquemus, bottom row: Doja Cat in Oscar de La Renta, Ice Spice in archive Emilio Pucci, Cardi B in Miss Sohee-

-middle, far right: Emily Ratajkowski in Versace-

-Gigi Hadid in custom Givenchy, details-

-L-R, top row: Doja Cat in Oscar de La Renta, Alton Mason in Karl Lagerfeld Couture, Devon Aoki in Jeremy Scott, Lizzo in Chanel, bottom row: Michelle Yeoh in Karl Lagerfeld, Jodie Comer in Burberry, Chi Ossé in Advisry, Lea Michele in Michael Kors-

-L-R, top row: Salma Hayek in Gucci, Donatella Versace in Versace, Kylie Jenner, Lil Nas in Dior, bottom row: Aubrey Plaza in Stella McCartney, Mindy Kaling in Simkhai, Naomi Campbell in Chanel, Burna Boy in Burberry-

-Billie Eilish in Simone Rocha, details-

-L-R, top row: Micaela Diamond in Carolina Herrera, Kerry Washington in Michael Kors, Alexa Chung in Róisín Pierce, Anitta in Marc Jacobs, bottom row: Angèle in Chanel, Huma Abedin in Fendi, Julia Garner in Gucci, Svitlana Bevza in Bevza-

-Dua Lipa in Chanel-

-L-R, clockwise: Jenna Ortega in Thom Browne, Nicola Petz, Irina Shayk & Karlie Kloss, Emily Ratajkowski-

I have no time for the accompanying men in bland suits. Sorry bout it.

[ag-updates-and-archives]

dashboardconfessional Here’s a little peek behind the curtain. As much as I loved the show, I think the rehearsals were my favorite part. It was lovely to have so much time with all these special people. I wonder if this is what it feels like to go to one of those adult rock camps. I’m starting to understand the allure. 🎥: @.thegrayhall

posted july 3, 2024

[forest-enchantress]

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✦Cary Elwes

Another Country 1984 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 The Princess Bride 1987 — (690 x 388px), (300 x 160px) Lady Jane 1986 — under development The Bride 1985 — under development

✦Colin Firth

Another Country 1984 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 A Month in the Country 1987 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14 Camille 1984 — under development Lost Empires 1986 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11

✦Daniel Day-Lewis

The Age of Innocence 1993 — under development

✦Emilia Verginelli

Io, Don Giovanni 2009 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

✦Hannah James

Mercy Street 2016 — under development

✦Jonah Hauer-King

Little Women 2017 episode 1 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 episode 2,3 — under development

✦Loli Bahia

Jeanne du Barry 2023 — part 1

✦Lorenzo Balducci

Io, Don Giovanni 2009 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14

✦Rebecca Hall

A Promise 2013 — under development Dorian Gray 2009 — under development Holmes & Watson 2018 — under development The Prestige 2006 — under development Wide Sargasso Sea 2006 — under development The Awakening 2011 — under development

✦Robin Wright

The Princess Bride 1987 — (690 x 388px), (300 x 160px) Damsel — part 1, part 2

✦Rupert Everett

Another Country 1984 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15 A Midsummer Night's Dream 1999 — under development

✦Willa Fitzgerald

Little Women 2017 episode 1 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 episode 2,3 — part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7

[sakurachan7734]

Nothing but a lab rat

Chapter 4: let the 11 year nightmare begin 

Tw: lots of blood , cutting off limbs, ripping out eye, knifes and burning flesh

Kim pov

Well my arm is getting cut off and Dr James is doing it and my skin is completely gray and my eyes are different and the tail is getting bigger I think I heard one of the doctors said they’re gonna have to do a bunch of tests on me since I’m a full lizard now 

James: alright Kim come with me

Kim: Ok

Dr James takes him to a room

James: lay down on that bad

Kim:* lays down on the bed* are you going to put me to sleep?

James:* picks up a large knife* no this is going to go very quickly* holds down kim*

Kim:* trying to get up* let me go!!

James:* cuts a hole into Kim’s cheek to show her teeth* I said hold still!!

Kim:* crying* NO!!!

James:* stabs Kim in the right eye and takes it out* QUIT CRYING YOU LITTLE B!CTH!!

James then saws Kim’s arm off blood sprays all over the floor Kim won’t stop crying once Kim’s arm was completely off, Dr. James wrapped it up

James: there it’s done I will get you set up for a prosthetic arm.

Kim:* sobbing and clutching her face* I DON’T LIKE YOU!!

James: good

James leaves the room and Kim just sits there and cry’s

Kim pov

I’m in so much pain I was told I would be numbed or put to sleep I just want my mommy and daddy I should stop crying because I’m going to be tested one again I have to take a bath or something

5 hours later Kim is taken to a room with a pool of clear burning liquid

Kim: what is this?

Feng: the lizard who’s blood we given you had incredibly tough skin and since you are full lizard now we want to test if it passed to you

Kim: what is this burning water? And can I see my dad after this. 

Jane:* pushes Kim into the acid* acid that can melt your body and sure

Kim screeched at the top of her lungs and immediately climbs out

Jane: what looks like some of her skin got burned off I could see her rib cage just a little bit looks like you need new clothes and half your hair is gone

Kim:* coughs up blood* LET ME SEE MY DADDY NOW!!!

nea: you know you can’t

Kim: but you said if I participate these tests you let me see him!!!

James: that’s so you would listen

All the scientist leave leaving Kim on the floor crying

Kim pov

I’m in even more pain I feel like I lost my voice because of my scream I just want this to end I wanna be back in my room I want my mommy and daddy back this is worse than any nightmare I had but daddy will be here to comfort me and mommy will just tell me it’s just a dream and to calm down

The next day Kim is wandering around the halls

Jade:* coloring on the floor* what happened to you?

Kim: experiments on me and having my arm cut off and my eye ripped out because I wouldn’t listen

Jade: I told you that this place would preform horrible experience on you

Kim; I’m surprised I’m still alive

Jade: they won’t kill you They will keep you alive as long as possible.

Kim: I already figured that out they told me that I am going to get a prosthetic arm

Jade: thats good

A few weeks later Kim is getting her prosthetic arm set up

Sable: ok so once I’m done here I want you to try and move it around

Kim: ok how does this work?

Sable: we connect the arm to your muscle and nurses and they connect to your brain

Kim: can this die?

Sable: no since this is a replacement for your entire arm

Kim: how long will I need this for? 

Sable: rest of your life

Kim: ok

Sable: all right I’m done trying to move it or at least your 

Kim:* moves her arm up and down* it’s gonna be a bit of annoying to get used to 

Sable: just practice every day and you’ll get used to it 

Meanwhile with Josh who is calling his older sister Hannah 

Hannah: calm down, calm down what are you saying? Did you get Kim out? I was planning on visiting for a late birthday gift.

John:* crying* no I gave up because every time I tried I will get pushed away I send her a few letters from time to time 

Hannah: has she sent any back?

John: yes but i am still terrified about what is happening to her I can’t even imagine what they are doing to her

Hannah: hay calm down I’m sure once they’re done with her they’ll send her right back

John: you don’t understand Hannah they aren’t gonna send her back to me unless I pay a bunch of money to them i’m working at a very high and demanding chef job in order to get it I’m already burnt out after working two months and I am not allowed to take a day off

Hanna: how much do you need to give them? 

John: $35 million dollars I’m thinking about getting a second job just to pay it and the reason why I have to pay them so much is because nearly all the kids they were taken from an orphanage and my ex-wife took almost all my money when she left

Hanna: is it our other sister Samantha a millionaire? Why don’t you ask her for some money

John: yes but then I have to pay her back what I borrowed from her and that’s gonna be nearly impossible raising kids is hard it takes a bunch of of money 

Hanna: I understand that I have kids in my own, you know and why don’t you ask your weird magical friends for help?

John: they can’t do anything because those just get captured too and sent to a separate lab I’ve done almost everything I’m just about to give up and except that I may never see her again I will never hear her voice again I will never see her run up to me when I come home

Hanna: hey don’t give up Hope that one day she’ll get out on her own. 

John: I know I’m trying

John hangs up the phone and he reads a letter he got form from Kim

“ dear dad

This place is really bad I had my arm cut off and my eye ripped out and thrown into acid for science I now look like a lizard I really want to be home with you and mommy but I am still alive and one piece of good news is I have a cool robot arm

Love Kim”

John:* tearing up* how do I tell her that her mother is a evil woman?

End of chapter











[thelonecalzone]

At long last, here is the official reading list for There'll Be Some Changes Made, and a few recommendations from some of the readers! It's long, so hopefully there's a little something for everyone.

Thank you again to the wonderful readers, both for your encouragement, and for helping me compile this list <3

Recommendations (Named Throughout TBSCM)

The Pearl - John Steinbeck The House in the Cerulean Sea - TJ Klune The Great Alone - Kristin Hannah The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde Upon the Blue Couch - Laurie Kolp In the Dream House - Carmen Maria Machado The Price of Salt - Patricia Highsmith Paradise Rot - Jenny Hval Tipping the Velvet - Sarah Waters Fingersmith - Sarah Waters Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit - Jeanette Winterson Rubyfruit Jungle - Rita Mae Brown Under the Udala Trees - Chinelo Okparanta In at the Deep End - Kate Davies Some Girls Do - Jennifer Dugan This is How You Lose the Time War - Amal El-Mohtar, Max Gladstone  The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid Lavender House - Lev AC Rosen My Brilliant Friend - Elena Ferrante Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe - Fannie Flagg Straight Jacket Winter - Esther DuQuette and Gilles Poulin-Denis

Source Books (Referenced, but not named)

The Odyssey - Homer The Yellow Wallpaper - Charlotte Perkins Gilman The Glass Menagerie - Tennessee Williams Hamlet - William Shakespeare The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald Come Along with Me - Shirley Jackson (unfinished novel) We Have Always Lived in the Castle - Shirley Jackson A Certain Hunger - Chelsea G. Summers The Poison Garden - AJ Banner

Honorable Mentions:

The Haunting of Hill House - Shirley Jackson Different Class - Joanne Harris The Lost Girls of Ireland (Book 1) - Susanne O’Leary The Girl Next Door - Jack Ketchum The Broken Girls - Simone St. James Dear Fahrenheit 451 - Annie Spence The Canterville Ghost - Oscar Wilde One Last Stop - Casey McQuiston Ash - Malinda Lo Everything Leads to You - Nina LaCour Camp Slaughter - Sergio Gomez The Silence of the Girls - Pat Barker The Metamorphosis - Franz Kafka A Slow Fire Burning - Paula Hawkins The Other Boleyn Girl - Philippa Gregory The Miseducation of Cameron Post - Emily M. Danforth Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck

Banished (Under the Coffee Table) Books - DO NOT READ:

Ulysses - James Joyce Everything I Never Told You - Celeste Ng A Little Life - Hanya Yanagihara The Hunting Party - Lucy Foley My Sister’s Keeper - Jodi Picoult The Book Thief - Markus Zusak In the Darkroom - Susan Faludi Marley & Me - John Grogan

Recs from Fellow Readers

Things We Lost in the Fire - Marina Enriquez Her Body and Other Parties - Carmen Maria Machado The Well of Loneliness - Radclyffe Hall Stone Butch Blues - Leslie Feinberg Mouthful of Birds - Samantha Schweblin  The Safety of Objects - A.M. Homes Crush - Richard Siken The Taming of the Shrew - Shakespeare I’ve Got a Time Bomb - Sybil Lamb The Thing Around Your Neck - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Last Night at the Telegraph Club - Malinda Lo Sadie - Courtney Summers The Messy Lives of Book People - Phaedra Patrick The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires - Grady Hendrix The Final Girl Support Group - Grady Hendrix The Lying Lives of Adults - Elena Ferrante They Were Here Before Us - Eric LaRocca The Patience Stone - Atiq Rahimi Agamemnon - Aeschylus Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead - Tom Stoppard Cat's Eye - Margaret Atwood Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz's poetry - (start with "You Foolish Men") The poems of Sappho - (“Anactoria”, the book of fragments, and “Goatherd” specifically)

[klcthebookworm]

WIP Wednesday

So Vash wanted his family to meet his friends and then day does not go according to the ideas that Vash had in mind but did not say so not to tempt his awful planning luck.

The street door opened into a clean and tastefully decorated lobby. The project must be earning a profit finally, if money was being spent how things looked to the public. A dark skinned man stationed in the lobby stopped them. “What’s your business here?”

Vash blinked because they hadn’t had a guard the last time he had come here. “What? We can’t come in now? I have a friend who works here.”

“The boss has to approve that.” The guard moved into the hallway and stopped at the first door, a wooden one. Vash followed him, curious about a boss locking down the satellite. Meryl shook her head but followed with the kids. The guard stopped just inside the doorway and addressed someone in the room. “Uh, Mr. Slater? There’s some hicks outside asking to be let in, sir. Sir?”

Hannah hissed under her breath. “Who is he calling hicks?”

“Be nice!” Vash hissed back, then stepped into the doorway as the boss answered.

“I’m not interested in any beggars or job hunters. Just send them away.”

“A friend of mine works here and we were in the neighborhood. Just thought we’d drop by so he can meet the rest of my family.”

The guard raised his fist as he turned around. “Hey! I didn’t say you could come in here, street worm!”

Vash’s eyes widened in surprise at that insult aimed at him, and the rest of his family crowded closer.

Mr. Slater was a young man with his feet up on a nice desk he sat behind with a magazine in his hands. He looked up and smirked at Hannah. “Well, well, well. How about you ditch those hicks and let me show you a good time, baby?”

Hannah stepped back. “I’m not your baby.”

Meryl wrapped her arm around Hannah’s shoulders. “She’s twelve!”

“Don’t you talk to my sister like that!” Chuck exclaimed.

Vash glared at the young man who was old enough to know better. Slater laughed. “Better keep a sharp eye on that looker. Who are you here to see?”

“His name is Max Simon,” Vash answered.

“The old codger actually has friends?” Slater looked down at his magazine. “Go ahead, entertain him.”

“I appreciate it. Come on.” Vash ushered the others down the hall toward a large stairwell.

“Are you okay?” Meryl asked Hannah.

“Mom warned me the boobs were nothing but trouble. Because of creeps like that.”

“What did Dad say about them?” Chuck asked as they headed up the enclosed stairwell.

“That’s why I taught you how to throw a punch.” Vash looked back at her. Hannah huffed. “Don’t worry. I know to wait for creeps to make the first move. I won’t get your friend fired.”

“And I appreciate that,” Vash said.

The weather records room was still on the fourth floor in a windowless room filled with books and filing cabinets. Max’s gray head was bent over his papers at a desk visible from the open door. Vash knocked on the ajar door. Max didn’t even look up. “I’m not finished with the forecast. Beat it. Leave me alone.”

Vash leaned against the door jamb. “I can see you haven’t changed a bit, old man.”

Max looked up with a grin. “Vash! It’s been a very long time. Oh no, you lost another arm.”

“You know that happens.” Vash lead everybody into the room, and wrapped his arm around Meryl. “I want you to meet Meryl Stryfe, my wife.” Oh, he’d never get tired of saying that.

“Wife?” Max left his desk. “Well, congratulations to you both! So very glad to meet you.” He clasped Meryl’s hand.

“Glad to meet you too,” Meryl said.

“And this is Hannah and Chuck Davidson, who decided I need better siblings and they were the ones for the job.” Vash let go of Meryl to gesture that Hannah and Chuck to move forward.

“We weren’t wrong,” Chuck said.

“Pleased to meet you,” Hannah said.

“Likewise, likewise.” Max looked up at Vash. “Nobody upstairs has met them yet them yet?”

“No, so it’s a visit with a little medical thrown in. If you would be so kind to pass the word on up to Doc.”

“That’s never a problem. It’s been what? Eight years since your last visit?”

“Visit yeah, but only three years since I last talked to Doc. The long range transmitter got shot and I couldn’t fix it. So a surprise homecoming with medical thrown in. Best way to see everyone.”

“Homecoming?” Chuck asked. “I thought we had to build a house.”

“Ah, well.” Vash grimaced slightly. “Homecoming, that’s a complicated secret.”

“Hannah, Vash thinks we can’t keep secrets.” Chuck crossed his arms.

“Because you blab.”

“I do not!”

“And I want to surprise you.” Vash sighed. “It’s about the only thing I have secret that counts as good.”

[misterbardman]

Can not stop thinking about my pjo oc’s and my friends oc’s cause we have three au’s currently:

•Canon (canon characters and events + some oc stuff)

•Our Au (no canon demigods, only oc demigods, some new things like demigods can have phones, some gods interact and help more on quests. New Sparta, might rename it, to be an equivalent to Camp Jupiter’s New Rome with its own Greek styled city next to camp)

•Dystopian (oc au with pretty much every pantheon fighting for dominance, few gods don’t fight. Almost all demigods are being manipulated by the mist/glamour to fight, lots of destroyed and rebuilt buildings.)

Also love how my friend and I have been using the Lotus Hotel to make older demigod oc’s. We currently have a pirate crew (daughter of Aphrodite, daughter of Persephone, daughter of Poseidon, son of Bacchus, daughter of Frey), civil war oc (son of Ares), a newspaper boy (son of Hermes I believe?) a mafia boss type (son of Dionysus), and an 80’s kid (child of Apollo)

Then we get our main oc’s. My friends main six and my main three. I just love our oc’s and little jokes, but I also just love working on our au timeline and having our oc’s interact with each other.

Been currently writing out a prophecy that could take place either in canon but mostly our au to be set literal days after the Titan War for a prophecy with eight of our oc’s. Not as dramatic or huge as the prophecy of the seven but it’s still kinda fun getting to write our oc’s interacting and stuck on a quest with each other.

We even have some ships with our oc’s:

•Robin Gray (Apollo) / Naethan Williams (Aphrodite)

•Poppy Flores (Apollo) / Damien Adams (Dionysus)

•Caleb King (Nike) / Jessie Hall (Ares)

•Hannah Ross (Hebe) / Micheal Hill (Tyche)

And ofc some ex relationships:

•Tobin Sylas (Nyx) / Daisy Turner (Apollo)

•Robin Gray (Apollo) / Jessie Hall (Ares)

•Farrah Summers (Athena) / Ronin Boyce (Hemera)

•Lauren Hayes (Hephaestus) / Adeline Leonora (Khione)

Literally love these lil dudes, wanna keep writing and making headcanons and Spotify playlists about them. Maybe I’ll go over their backstories on here at some point and some snippets of my one shots and songfics/playlists?