#like the one you're with

[deadheaddaisy]

A piece of the Pi (Day)

Today, Pi Day, is my tenth anniversary; as well as Malcolm and Hoshi's, and Kelly and Rostov's, in the Built-To-Last-'verse.

To celebrate ten years for all of us, and fulfil the Pi Day prompt in the Tri'Pol Trove server, have a little piece of sweetness.

"Tactical officers make the best weighted blankets. I’ve known it for the past decade, and no one will change my mind.”

🥧🥟🥧

Malcolm awoke naturally, without the need for the alarm, warm and cosy and half-lying on a deliciously soft shape. Silky black strands caressed his cheek and his face was buried against his wife’s long, smooth neck, one arm around Hoshi’s waist. Their limbs were tangled together in ways that shouldn’t have been comfortable, holding each other close.

They could be a pair of spider monkeys, he reflected; or maybe octopi, if they had more limbs. The thought made him smile against Hoshi’s neck, and she spoke without opening her eyes, her voice sleep-fogged.

“Whatever it is that has you waking up with a smile, it must be good.” She turned her head, eyes still closed, and rubbed her nose against his.

“I woke up lying on a hot piece of—”

“Watch it!”

“—woman who’s wrapped around me like the most adorable starfish, and she—hmm, let me check—” his hands went on a quick journey of exploration and he grinned as Hoshi squeaked and came fully awake; “—yes, she didn’t feel the need for night-clothes. What’s not to like?”

Her lips curved against his cheek and her eyes opened fully, staring into his from centimetres away. “Who needs night-clothes with a fully-grown Starfleet security officer as a weighted blanket?”

Malcolm chuckled. “You really weren’t kidding about that, all those years ago.”

“Never. Tactical officers make the best weighted blankets. I’ve known it for the past decade, and no one will change my mind.”

“A fact for which I am forever grateful,” he declared. “And, speaking of which - happy tenth anniversary, Commander Sato-Reed.” He kissed one corner of her mouth.

“And to you, Commander Sato-Reed.” Hoshi’s hand came up to thread through his soft hair, her other to stroke gentle fingers along his jawline. “You make me so very happy.”

“I’m simply returning the favour, my love.” Another kiss, this time on the other corner. “The past ten years would have been miserable without you in my life. Who else would keep me on my toes?”

She giggled, a sound he loved to hear. “I know where I’d rather keep you.”

“Oh? And where’s that?”

In a flurry of movement, she executed one of the first moves he’d taught her; he let her roll his weight until he was flat on his back, smiling up at her as she intertwined her fingers with his.

“Right where I can see you, of course.”

“Of course.”

Leaning down, she booped his nose with hers.

“It being Pi Day, may I assume that we have Cornish pasties awaiting us for breakfast?”

“Those, and a couple of tiny apple and cherry pies, yes.”

“Good. Then they’ll keep. I have some celebratory plans in mind before we have to head to Karveth and Monica’s wedding.”

“Celebratory, hmm? Tell me about them, minx.”

“I’ll do better, hero; I’ll show you.”

Some time later, Malcolm found himself with a very satisfied Hoshi Sato-Reed sprawled across him. It had proven to be an excellent tenth anniversary thus far, and, he reflected as he smoothed her hair behind her ear and kissed the tip of her nose, the past decade - fifteen years, truth be told - boded well for the next ten years to come.

And he, for one, couldn’t wait to spend it with his minx at his side.

A piece of the Pi (Day) on AO3.

[deadheaddaisy]

YES. Especially smut where they love AND like each other and no matter what happens they care about what the other person feels and wants and they just enjoy being together. Add some banter into the mix and I will be your devoted follower forever.

@more-better-words I do believe they're playing our song!

My favourite kind of fics to read and to write

[mctreeleth]

I keep seeing the leather/pleather vs denim jacket poll over and over again with all different sorts of discourse about how there is no plastic-free pleather and like, that's TRUE, there isn't, but honestly I DO think people who don't want to use animal products* also deserve to look cool

and so my suggestion is that y'all google "waxed cotton jacket" or "waxed canvas jacket" plus like, "motorcycle" or whatever style you think is cool, because there's a plastic free leather-look material that is strong and durable and waterproof and doesn't use animal products** AND is plastic free already out there and some of the clothes that you can get made out of it look sick as hell.

*ignoring the fact that most leather is meat by-product that would be going to waste anyway

**except beeswax but if you're going to object to that then honestly there's no helping you

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Penelope's final gambit, you will always be famous, no matter the subtext.

[deadheaddaisy]

There's this little thing I like to call "liking each other" that makes good, healthy relationships possible. Funny how that works.

"how can m/f ships be good-" first of all through the power of bisexuality anything is possible so write that down. second of all if we start othering ships based on gender and nothing else we're no better than the opposition. third of all you need to watch more addams family

[inkskinned]

the tradwife movement is the same as it has always been - back in the kitchen, back to breeding - it just has better branding.

when i was younger, i hated pink. i was not like other girls. this is now something i'm embarrassed of - this was not me being a "girl's girl."

but it was expressing something many of us felt at the time: i literally wasn't what girlhood was supposed to be. this is a hard thing to explain, but you know when you're not performing girlhood correctly. it isn't as easy as "i liked x when girls liked y" - because there were other girls that liked x, too - but i never figured out exactly the correct way to like x, or to be interested in y.

now there is the divine feminine. this is the same rhetoric it has always been: women are biologically driven to like pink and ribbons and submitting to our husbands.

the problem is that the patriarchy found a better PR team. because yes, actually, i want every woman to have the choice to be a homemaker. i also want her taken seriously for her legitimate home-making labor. i want her to be recognized as also having a job, just unpaid. i want men to have this opportunity, too.

but it is no longer "i made this choice and I love it." instead it is a sixteen-paragraph rant about how selfish it is that my generation isn't having kids. instead it's long videos about how if you feed your children processed foods, you're going to kill them. instead it is "this is what womanhood is supposed to be. i feel bad for any other choices you're making."

the shame spiral is just prettier. it is large houses devoid of personality. it is the implication: if you don't have this, you aren't happy. the solid, everlasting assurance: women are actually supposed to be submitting. this is the default. this is the natural state of things. all other attempts inflict suffering.

but you can no longer say i'm not like other girls. you can no longer reject this image completely. you cannot find it revolting, even if you know that the underbelly is toxic and festering. sure, it is the same repackaged patriarchy. but the internet does not have shades of grey. you should support and reward other women! your disgust is actually internalized misogyny. not because you are seeing a vision of yourself the way they're trying to train you to be. not because you feel her ghost pass within an inch of your earlobe. not because your father will eventually ask you - why can't you be like her?

because they figured out how to make it beautiful: women will sell other women on this idea, and we will find the singular loophole in feminism. sure, she's shaming you in most of her videos. sure, she implies that a different life is obscene. but she just wants you to be happy! you'd be happier if you were listening!

and the whole time you're sitting there thinking: i'd actually just be happier if i had that kind of money.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[deadheaddaisy]

Gimme allll the fluff and smut and comfort and action! I'll read everyone else's angst, though.

sometimes u just gotta write the most cliche self indulgent fanfic u can think of. for your health

[deadheaddaisy]

Part 4 in the Pi Day roundup. π

The first story I published on AO3, now fifth in the Little Moments series.

“Breathe with me, Ensign,” he instructed. “Breathe in…” - he suited the action to his words, raising his eyebrows in encouragement, so she did the same - “... and out.” He exhaled deeply, and she followed suit, inhaling and exhaling in synchrony with him, her heart-rate slowly returning to more normal levels.

In which Hoshi has a panic attack, and Lieutenant Reed knows how to help.

On the edge of dreaming 

[butchbait4butch]

hey transfems, i don't know which of you need to hear this but it's okay to never use your penis during sex if you don't want to. it's okay to tell your partner not to touch it, to ignore it even, and hold them to respecting that boundary, no matter how many times you've had sex with them, or even if you've had sex with them with your penis involved.

you're not weird or broken for having needs or having boundaries, and you deserve lovers who respect those needs and boundaries. as someone who knows first hand, it's not worth it not to speak up.

this is a post for bottoms, switches, and tops. for subs or dom/mes. for anyone who feels like their no will go unheard or that the only reason people are sexually interested in you are those who want a woman with a dick. i promise you there are people who are out there who will listen, who will get you, and who will treat you how you deserve.

in fact? that's the absolute base line that anyone deserves during sex, and you deserve that and so much more.

[deadheaddaisy]

Love, Partnership, Sex.

So the fluffy, happy smut ride continues in 2025 then. I can get behind that. And I'm pretty sure my OTP won't object.

Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...

[egophiliac]

GET LOVED, IDIOT

GET LOVED SO HARD YOUR KIDS HOLD HANDS AND POWER-OF-LOVE YOU BACK TO LIFE

sorry guys, this is just my brain now. this is going to be the only thing I think about for the next week at least.

oh and also this

FIVE YEARS IN AND IT'S FINALLY CANON 🎉🎉🎉

WE DID IT

[evenlyevi]

Vividly.

[technically-human]

Partner is a difficult word to translate