#it'll sure go fascinatingly

[torchickentacos]

We're doing a lab on vitals (heart rate, blood pressure, etc) tomorrow where we measure our own throughout movement/exercises and compare with the class, and I am about to be the most interesting person in the room

[dcwnrisen-aa]

He doesn't mean to be so dead in the face , no hint of movement or much other than blinking out of his own facial expressions , but he's uncharacteristically serious in his approach. Ruby gaze trains on him , wide eyed and imploring when he inquires from the person in the little flower shop — Grayson , he sees the name on further inspection of the man before him. ❛ excuse me, but how do you take care of flowers ? Specifically, how do you care for roses ? I don't want to crush my lilies of the valley anymore. are there steps i can take to keep the little thing from wilting when i even glance at it ? ❜

Grayson found himself with a lull in activity, though he busies himself with pruning some of the floral bushes outside hefore bringing the watering can inside. But it's not what brings his attention to the man who was staring at him so imploringly. He made a devastating picture -- gorgeous, tall and hilariously out of place. Despite that, both flora and plant alike curled toward him as he moved closer and the dryad could only stare in fascination, a smirk coming to ease across his features. Believe it or not, there were plenty of easy steps to care for flora, even more so if you were not well versed in doing it often. Regardless, knowing this fascinatingly beautiful being managed to fuck up any flowers that were in his possession.

Drying off his hands, one pale brow wings upward, laughter living in the curve of his lips. ❝ ━ Depends on if you're talking about rose bushes, a bouquet or otherwise. Most of these things have to be cared for differently. Bouquets, you need a clean vase, because bacteria can deteriorate your bouquet faster than bad breath. Also, when the stems become old, cut them at an angle so they can drink up the fresh water you're putting in your clean vase. Keep them in a cool spot, and change the water regularly. Remove the leaves from the lower stems, they tend to rot and they'll infect the water with bacteria so you'll want to remove them immediately. Also, you'll have to trim the end stems fairly regularly, so just keep an eye on them. ❞ A slender finger taps against his chin, brows furrowing as his mind goes over several steps.

❝ ━ If your lillies of the valley are dying, your soil probably is dry, you have to keep it moist. Ah well, lets get down to rose bushes. ❞ He reaches out, lithe fingers curling around his ( @villain-he ) customer's wrist and tugging him through the shop and out the back to the multiple rose bushes that come in a variety of shades.

Cooing to the floral bushes, fingers brushing over soft petals, Grayson hums their unique tune, watching them bloom further before letting the man go. ❝ ━ Both me and my boss have a very unique penchant to care for these. But the biggest factors? Fertizling regularly, and watering wisely. Remember that if you're watering, it's for the soil, not the foilage or the actual roses, especially if you're in a dry area, it'll parch the flora itself. Pruning them to prevent disease helps as well. ❞

Gold eyes crinkle at the corners, shoulders shrugging, ❝ ━ I'm sure you didn't come for a lesson, but those are the bare bones. And you're too pretty to have flora dying so often, a real shame. You might need more than one lesson…..❞

[cipheramnesia]

I think I’ve seen you talk mostly about horror movies but would you happen to have any books in the horror genre you would recommend, any type of horror goes

For a variety of reasons, I am not the best person to make horror literature recommendations. I'm tuned into the horror movie continuum. Not so much books. That said, my recollection of back when I was tuned into horror lit was that I was unbelievably picky. So for better and worse, let me hit you up with my recollection and stuff I can find on my shelf.

I'm going to lead with my dark horse, Tanith Lee. Judging by how few people know her work in horror, it's safe to call her underrated. There have been a lot of "lavishly decadent gothic horror" authors, and I would say Lee is what they all wish they could be. Check out her tetraology The Secret Books of Paradys for breathtakingly beautiful reworkings of classic horror tropes like vampires and werewolves.

Speaking of werewolves, the Lonely Werewolf Girl series by Martin Millar is a lovely read. I hesitate to call it horror exactly, but it's wonderful and charming and full of rather silly subplots, such as a demon queen who has to keep up with fashion and a punk rock werewolf band. It's a lot to take in but a breeze to read thanks to the way Millar has with language.

Anyway, also Skin by Kathe Koja. I don't remember anything about it but I recall enjoying it so there you go.

My nonbinary wife would likely want you to read Algernon Blackwood, a kind of extremely early eldritch horror writer concerned with the terrors of nature. Speaking of eldritch horrors, I found T.E.D. Klein's work chilling, genuinely more frightening than anything I'd read. I was 16 at the time and there's also gonna be some stuff that aged really badly. However, he only had two published books and then vanished forever. So it'll be easy to get all his stuff but hard to find.

Obviously you should check out House of Leaves. If nothing else it's a fascinatingly complex book, but it also genuinely scared me in places so there's that. It's by Mark Danielewski, and there's also a complimentary album Haunted, by Poe (Mark's sister).

Uh lessee, Steve Rasnic Tem and Melanie Tem are pretty good stuff. Clive Barker's Books of Blood Sure. There's also like some horror adjacent stuff, like for example Steve Aylett's bizzaro writing isn't horror precisely but has some very fucked up content. There's Jeff VanderMeer, probably most recognizable as the author of Annihilation (adapted to film), but with loads of other disturbing content. Jack Womack's six part Ambient series is dystopian science fiction strictly speaking but if you aren't deeply disturbed by the parallels to modern USA you're made of stronger stuff than myself. Crash and The Atrocity Exhibition by J.G. Ballard are like what if a serial killer wrote a romance but that's just how Ballard is. HIGHLY recommend the RE/Search annotated edition of Atrocity Exhibition. It's gorgeous.

There's also a couple authors of, again, not exclusively horror but adjacent works right here on Tumblrerio with Amber Skies by @normal-horoscopes and The Last Girl Scout by @natalieironside so you don't even have to leave the app (I'm lying, you do).

[anordinarymuse]

I'm a bit obsessed with your Fred smuts, it's becoming a small problem. But anyway, could you do one with him and the reader after you've been teasing him and he's just not having it?

i've got you hooked muahhaha and angry fred smut yes pls sign me up.

chess.

Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader

Summary : fred would be a sore loser if you pushed it prove me wrong.

Warnings : dom/sub roles *not explicit* (dom!fred + sub!reader); swearing; underage; unprotected; unedited.

Word Count : 736

A/N : please don't send in double requests. it gets really confusing for me to organize. i promise i'm seeing your first request i just have a lot of requests so it's going to take some time.

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the masterlist.

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"And there," you smirk as you take Fred's queen. Now, winning at his own game for the fourth time in a row.

"You told me you've never played," Fred rubs his chin, glaring down at his demolished chess board.

"I haven't," you grin, setting the board up again.

The two of you had been playing chess on the floor of Fred's dorm for an hour and a half now. He was determined to beat you at least once. However, you were determined to beat him at every single round.

"Fred, I thought you said you were good at chess," you tease as you tear him apart for the fifth time now.

"Normally, I am," he grumbles, tossing the chess pieces at the board. They clatter and tumble under his bed.

Sighing, you reach under to grab the lost pieces, "Fred, it's just a game. I'm sure you'll beat me."

When you return from under his bed, he's begun to put away the chess pieces.

"You're not going to try beat me?" You ask, a little dazed since Fred was usually a tough competitor.

"I'm tired, let's do something else," he snaps his chess board shut and stands up, lending you his hand.

*****

"We should play chess," you suggest as you and Fred both walk into his dorm.

"I don't want to play chess," Fred groans, melting into desk chair.

"I do, c'mon, I'll let you beat me," you beg, searching for Fred's chess set to lay the pieces out.

"I said I don't want to play chess," Fred repeats harshly. However, you pay no attention, you were intent on beating him again.

"And I do, it'll be fun. Unless you're scared I'll beat you again. I happen to be the reigning champ," you tease, trailing your fingers against Fred's jaw.

"Will you stop with the fucking chess stuff?" Fred shouts, grabbing your wrist and pinning you against the door. Suddenly, he's glaring down at you and you feel yourself shrink back.

"I thought-" your voice suddenly goes small, and everything you say sounds like a whine.

"You thought wrong. All week all you've been doing is bragging about fucking chess," Fred snaps, his hand hovering around your neck. Not squeezing, just hovering.

Your reply becomes delayed as you stare deeply into Fred's eyes. Something about them seemed so fascinatingly mysterious. Even though he was being rude, his eyes were clouded with lust, "I'm- I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"You want to fucking brag? I'll give you something to brag about," he snarls, with a single motion your bottoms are pulled down into a heap at your ankles. "How about not being able to walk for a fucking week?"

With that, Fred mutters 'muffliato' and 'colloportus' and it's only a split second before Fred's thrusting into you at full speed. You can feel your walls contracting and expanding as he pushes in and out.

You grab onto Fred's shoulders for support, digging your nails into his cotton shirt. Your back arched and head thrown back is enough to push you into euphoric arousal. You can feel your legs going weak with every forceful thrust Fred makes.

"I'm going to make sure you can't walk you fucking slut," Fred mutters as he pushes into your throbbing heat. "I hope everybody knows what a fucking weak slut you are for me."

You're much too stimulated to muster out a reply. The only thing that escapes from your lips are strings of moans and whimpers, which helps drive you into reaching your limit.

Fred's length is hard and twitches inside of you, and you can feel your walls react to his influence. With a few last final thrusts, you come seconds before Fred does. A contraceptive spell is muttered before Fred unexpectedly roughly pulls out.

You instantly collapse to the ground, your hands slipping down Fred's shirt. On the floor, your legs burn as well as your heat, everything throbbing and numb. Your juices don't stop and a small puddle forms between your thighs.

Fred only looks down with satisfaction. A playful smirk tugs at his lips, and his he rubs his chin with content.

"I still won," you pant, jokingly, but entirely helpless as you are crumpled on the floor.

"Oh, fuck off," Fred groans, but he doesn't take your comment seriously. He then crouches down and he helps lead you to his bed, kissing your neck as you travel.

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[cubicpeebles]

Wondrous news! I finally managed to get the echo to spawn!

Sky islands is immediately very different. Everything is dark, there is rot scattered about, fluctuating, and most fascinatingly, all any time you go off screen, you simply reappear on the other side, making falling only occasionally dangerous (fall damage from high distances is still a threat).

I think it'll be fun! Sure, the obscene creature spawns still remain (unfortunately), but the new appearance of the region along with the new mechanics will be very cool to try out!

I have been re-attempting Enot, and I've actually managed to get to Chimney Canopy!

It is actually one of the easier places to be, as you have infinite yeeks as either food or lizard bait, though it sucks that you kinda have to use them to do anything (if you don't have a yeek you get exhausted after a single jump, which makes moving around miserable. Luckily, they spawn every time you leave a pipe. Except when they randomly don't. It is very inconsistent).

I have not managed to get to the echo tower spawn yet though. The combination of unfair creature spawns, and guaranteed pre-cycles (which forces you to move to a new shelter every cycle in the rain, in a region full of open spaces and bottomless pits. It is totally super fun.) has made consistently staying at max karma very difficult.

[xavier-fbc]

As soon as the door opens, Emily runs over.

POPE: Dr. Darling! Come quickly, you're really gonna want to see this.

Darling quickly follows her back over to the table.

DARLING: Incredible! These readings are off the charts! These are just a little below Northmoor! POPE: I know! I had to double-check to make sure that they were accurate. He's fascinatingly strong, and the resonant readings coming from him are unlike everything we have on record.

Darling looks over everything, utterly enthralled by it all. After a moment, he turns back to John.

DARLING: This is going to take me a while to get through, so I'll probably not have everything together for...about a month. I'll need to run more tests later, but, I'll see if I can come down to your site. It'll probably be easier on everyone.

He smiles.

Darling is sitting in his office when Emily Pope rushes in.

POPE: Dr. Darling! He's here. DARLING: He is? Wonderful! If you could take him to Lab 183, that would be fantastic. POPE: On it!

Darling stands up and gathers his things, rushing down to the lab. He arrives and finds John waiting for him. Pope stands nearby.

DARLING: I'm glad you could make it. How are you feeling?