#it's 2023 for fuck's sake

[tierra-del-encanto]

how do you pronounce "aurelia"?

this is a complicated question for me. i use the spanish pronunciation of /au-ˈɾe-lja/ when i introduce myself, even when asked to repeat it. i still feel a bit guilty that i don't correct people when they use the anglicised pronunciation of /ə-'ɹ̠eɪ-li-ə/, but i just can't find it in my heart to do it, especially due to the way that spanish names have transformed in my family. like many other families in the southwest with mexican heritage, we have experienced something called language shift, and we all now exclusively use english to communicate. but, of course, there was a bit of an in-between period with my grandfather's generation, and this interesting thing happened where certain relatives might have two different spellings and pronunciations of their own name, depending on what language they were using in a certain context. i think it is mainly for this reason that i can't bring myself to correct people who call me /ə-'ɹ̠eɪ-li-ə/ and reply, "yes, that's right!" when they say it that way after expressing doubt about pronouncing it correctly.

but it does make me happy when people call me /au-ˈɾe-lja/, because it shows me that they want to make an extra effort to respect my cultural identity. for people who have difficulty pronouncing the alveolar tap (aka rolling your Rs), there are ways that you can practise! did you know that this sound actually occurs in english? yes, it's true! take the words "ladder" or "better", for example. in american english, we don't really pronounce these words with a full D or T sound in regular speech. there's a bit of a different sound there, and it's also an alveolar tap, just like in spanish. keep this in mind and try saying these words to yourself if you want to pracise this sound. it is possible and you are capable, i promise! ❤️

but also, ain't nobody got time to give everyone they meet a linguistics lesson, and who wants to hear people complain about how their name is "impossible" to pronounce all the time? so, /ə-'ɹ̠eɪ-li-ə/ is fine too, and due to said language shift, most people in my family call me that anyway. if my own family uses that pronunciation, how can i correct others?

or who knows, maybe i should? i'm still conflicted. perhaps some day i'll gain the courage. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[tuituipupu]

BOJAN U CANT JUST

[arewedoneyet]

via inspiresatur @ twitter | 28102023

[atomicradiogirl]

knocking on marvel’s door going “trick or treat” and the trick is queerbaiting and the treat is canon lokius (we are getting tricked)

[maraguanabana]

hellooooooo

so, last race of the season, last report. I don't know how to feel

SF-23 YOU WILL NOT BE FUCKING MISSED LITTLE PIECE OF ROSSO CORSA SHIT

right now, I'm the least Tifosi person on earth. Ferrari did my boys dirty with this one. Of course we had to finish the season with a Ferrari Strategy Masterclass. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!?! WAITING FOR A SAFETY CAR? EXCUSE YOU?!?!

Congrats to Max. You're an absolute beast. But please, don't be a beast next season. I beg you Maxi Taxi. That goes to you too, RBR.

In case you didn't get it, I'm angry at my favorite team. Because we fucking lost the P2 in Constructors. As my dad said, cuz we were bitches this season. I think my dad is a really wise man, I don't know about you.

I wanna punch someone and throw them to a wall. Because I've been forced to listen how Mr Pérez did not deserve his penalty, and how it was a xenophobic action from the FIA. Let me tell you something. The FIA might be group of useless people whose decisions half of the time look like they were taken with their feet, but that penalty did was deserved. "He fully turned into me" WHAT THE HELL. you are not Osama Bin Russell, last time I checked.

If I speak I'm in trouble about the man in the Mercedes with blue that snatched my P2 in the Constructors, so I will not. He did no wrongs I'm just fucking angry because I wanted that P2.

Yuki my man, you are a legend. I think I'm getting Jason Statham to go to races more oftenly if that's how you drive when he is seeing you.

I never, ever watch the races with someone else than my family. But yesterday was my friend's birthday so I decided to throw a little sleep over in my house. Said friend is a die-hard Mercedes fan. It is an understatement to say that another one of my friends had to get between us because everytime a graphic popped up in the screen and it said that Mercedes was P2 I wanted him to be the person whose head I smashed against a wall.

happy winter break everyone! this season had ups and downs, but it is safe to say that: IF NEXT YEAR IS NOT OUR YEAR I TELL YOU FERRARI YOU WILL FELL MY WRATH. AND MY GRANDMA'S.

PD. the only thing that kept me sane during this last gp was, I cannot believe what I am going to say, Lestappen and the goddamned Sticker War

[nadia-cannot-think-straight]

Seeing americans on letterboxd complaining about Chłopi/The Peasants being too brutal towards Jagna is like complaining about WWI movie having way too many trench warfare scenes, like ......that literally happened

[coffeeghoulie]

Kinktober Day #10: Body Worship

The Ghostober prompts were put together by @kroas-adtam, and divider made by @gothdaddyissues, thank you both so much!

Pairing: Aether/Mountain/Dew

Summary: Mountain's had a long day, and his back is killing him. Luckily, his mates are there to make it all better.

Contains: me projecting heavily onto Mountain, quintessence as pain relief, and a very tender handjob.

Read under the cut or on AO3!

Mountain's back hurts. This isn't anything new, working long shifts in the greenhouses and gardens, keeping the ghoul wing kitchen running, helping his packmates, his loves, spending rehearsals and rituals bent over his drum kit.

He stumbles into his room, nearly dead on his feet. He barely acknowledges Dew and Aether already in his nest, Aether braiding back Dew's hair. The other ghouls both look up and take in his ragged appearance, wisps of auburn hair escaping the knot he threw it up into this morning, the thorns erupting around the base of his rams' horns. They wince as Mountain kicks his boots off, sending them thudding into the far wall.

Dew stands, reaching out for Mountain. "Hey, juniper," he says, coaxing him to step forward. "Hey, darling. Come lay down with us?"

Aether's quick to follow, standing at Dew's side. "Long day, huh, sweetheart? Let us make you feel better?"

Mountain nods, shoulders slumping as he lets his mates take him to bed. Aether sits down at the head of the bed, easing Mountain to sit in front of him as he begins to pick thorny vines from his hair, tossing them into the garbage can next to their nightstand.

"Where's it hurt, junie?" Dew asks, softly tugging at the hem of Mountain's shirt. Mountain lets him pull it gently over his head, throwing it into the hamper. "You want hot or cold?"

"Back fucking hurts," Mountain mumbles, leaning forward so Aether has better access to his horns and hair. "Head too," he adds on. "And hot, please, Droplet."

"Gotcha," Dew says, kneeling behind Mountain and pressing a kiss to his temple. "Aeth, you got all the vines?"

Aether nods, helping Mountain arrange his limbs so he lays on his stomach. Dew kneels up, straddling Mountain's hips, kicking his internal temperature up a few degrees. "You tell me if it's too hot, junie."

Mountain nods into the mattress, groaning as Dew's warm hands work their magic into his sore muscles. Aether carefully removes the tie holding back Mountain's hair, running his fingers gently through the auburn waves. Mountain makes a wounded noise as Aether scratches his scalp.

The quintessence ghoul clicks his tongue, sensing Mountain's pain be wicked away by Dew's ministrations. "You feeling better, sweet thing?"

Mountain hums his approval, melting into the mattress as Dew works. A few minutes pass, the time slow and thick like honey. "Aeth?" he groans as Dew presses into a particularly tense spot.

"Yeah, sweetheart?" Aether says, brow furrowing as he continues to card his fingers through Mountain's hair.

"Could you give me a little quintessence? Head hurts," he mumbles, blushing as he asks for what he needs. "Back feels better, but my head still hurts."

"Of course, Mounty," Aether says, glancing up at Dew.

"I'm just about done," Dew tells him, swinging his leg over Mountain's hips so he kneels at the earth ghoul's side. "You wanna turn over, junie?"

Mountain groans at the prospects of moving, but complies. Aether hums, settling Mountain's head on his lap as Dew restraddles him, this time settling his weight over his thighs. "We've got you, sweet thing. Gonna make you feel better. You do such a good job taking care of us, taking care of the pack. You carry so much on those shoulders, put it down for us."

He rubs Mountain's temples, easing the ache of his tense jaw. The quintessence seeps into his skin, cool like menthol as Dew presses his fire into his sore hips. Mountain groans, emerald eyes fluttering shut as the pain behind his temples lessens, hiding the way the quintessence magic shoots veins of violet through his irises.

"You took care of me for so long, juniper," Dew whispers, reverent. He leans forward, kissing Mountain's freckled collarbone, pressing warmth into his olive skin. "Kept me alive after they made me fire, kept all of us upright and stable. I hate to make the joke, but you are our rock. Love you so much, Mounty."

"Love you too," Mountain slurs, the magic making his tongue feel heavy. He raises a big hand, cupping Dew's cheek with all of the tenderness he can muster.

Aether smiles, pulling back slightly on the magic, keeping Mountain lucid but still easing his pain. "So handsome," he hums, rubbing his thumbs across Mountain's cheeks, the five o'clock shadow scraping against his skin. Aether makes a mental note to ask him if he wants a shave later, knowing just how overwhelmed Mountain can get by the feeling of his stubble. "So strong. So selfless, baby."

Mountain groans as his cock starts to fill out, the gentle touches and the praise and the relief and the quintessence all making his brain light up. Dew glances down at Mountain's hips, at the growing bulge in his sweats. "You want to get off, junie?" Dew asks, plucking at the hem of his sweatpants.

He nods, and gasps only a few moments later, hips trying to buck up off of the bed as Dew pulls him out of his pants and boxers, taking him in his warm hand, stroking gently. "Let us make you feel good, junie," Dew whispers, pressing tender kisses along his collarbone, careful not to bruise.

"Fuck," Mountain whines, the warmth from Dew's hand wrapped around his cock too much, especially with Aether's magic flowing through his body. He's more keyed up by the quintessence than he cares to admit, close already even though Dew's just begun to touch him. "Please, firefly, nova, please."

"You don't have to beg, sweet thing," Aether coos, still petting Mountain's face as Dew pleasures him. "We've got you, Mountain. You're in our hands. You don't need to worry about a thing."

"Love you," he whispers, hips twisting and pushing up into Dew's grip. "Love both of you so fucking much."

"We love you too," Dew says, tender in a way he only ever is with Aether and Mountain. Sure, he's sweet with Rain and the girls, sometimes with Swiss. But Aether and Mountain only ever get to see him like this. Mountain reaches again to cup Dew's cheek, smiling fondly at his little fire ghoul.

"Close," he whispers, and he sees Dew smile, speeding up his hand on his cock.

"Cum for us, juniper," Dew whispers, leaning in and pressing a proper kiss to his lips, and Mountain has no choice but to obey, spilling sticky and white over Dew's knuckles. Aether coos, easing off the trickle of quintessence flowing through him as he floats on endorphins.

Someone cleans them up while he drifts, and he comes to laying on his side, Dew spooning him from behind, nuzzled into the nape of his neck, and Aether holding the both of them, his chest pressed against Mountain's. He can feel both of their heartbeats.

"Thank you," he whispers. "I love both of you."

Aether smiles fondly, taking Mountain's hand in his own. "We love you too, sweet thing."

[therosevest]

ohhh you think the barbie movie is just a giant commercial. you think it has little to no important commentary and should be written off along with *checks notes* every other project to ever come out made by women that centers women that isn’t an absolutely perfect depiction of intersectional anti capitalist feminism. should we throw a party. should we invite ben shapiro

[crimeboys]

just realized the last time i updated ignite the light was january of 2023

[esperanzagalaxy]

[necrotic-nephilim]

thanks to a very helpful suggestion from a kind commenter, all of my ao3 works are now in one series! so if you'd like to bookmark/subscribe to be able to keep up with what i post on ao3 instead of having to check to see my masterlist update, here you go! i hope this helps for the people who've been looking for easy access of my stuff in one place!

[kiwibirdlafayette]

its time to stop perpetuating the mindset that its only socially acceptable or normal to make fancontent for a series if its max 1-2 years old. theres literally nothing odd, unbelieveable or off about making stuff for older series, fandoms have been doin it forever

[petit-papillion]

Charles and his crew after his DNS | Brazilian GP | 5 November 2023

🎥 Scuderia Ferrari

[atomicradiogirl]

“loki isn’t queerbaiting” okay then why do the staff keep hinting lokius just for there to 99.99% be 0 payoff in the endgame? like the score with the ship name? staff liking tweets about it? the loki social media accounts always posting lokius moments? HOW ABOUT THE FANS LIKE PRACTICALLY BEGGING FOR IT? we’ve been here before. and we are here again.

happy fucking halloween.

[tomboyyyaoi]

the anti-merylness on trigun tiktok is fucking putrid can u horrible little freaks leave the "i love this wholesome regular straight ship teehee SIIIKE I LOVE GAY PORN, I HATE WOMEN" edits back in 2012

[tarttsbookworm]

the fact that jenna ortega got nominated for lead actress in a COMEDY series and sarah goldberg wasn’t is OUTRAGEOUS