#may i read this aloud?

[mumblingsage]

Product Recommendation: Surviving the Respiratory Crud Edition

Various unpleasant viruses and stuff are going around, and I think I got the mild version - it's not COVID and in my case didn't even include a fever, just a ton of congestion and a nagging cough. It's been a week and I'm on the recovery upswing but still not there yet. The good news is I can forget, for hours at a time, that I'm ill, thanks to taking these products on the scheduled doses. And Robitussin wasn't lying when they said their raspberry is 'better tasting': it still tastes like cold medicine, but is strikingly palatable and minimally cloying (identical taste in both this and the longer-lasting nighttime formula). I can also attest it got me through my bought of COVID last year.

The Throat Coat sweet ginger fennel, meanwhile, is like candy. Naturally mentholated candy, which might feel a bit weird but in a very good way when it's simultaneous numbing your throat and cold-steaming open your sinuses (that's how it feels to me, anyway). Throat Coat does a tea that I'm enjoying, too, which doesn't taste like medicine at all but just a soothing, not-too-sweet but not-at-all-bitter herbal tea.

Anyway, this is a recommendation if you have the time and means to stock up before the crud gets you, and because it was a nice surprise to find cold medicine that's not only quickly effective but also tastes fine.

[ilions-end]

i know it's meant to be tragic and gruesome but i couldn't help but giggle at the infant and snake incident in the thebaid

that baby lying unattended in the grass for TWO BOOKS, and here comes the giant snake with blue-black eyes slithering through the grass, three sets of fangs, green venom foaming down... and unknowingly instakills the baby with a flick of its tail as it passes by?? AT LEAST BITE HIM YOU ASSHOLE

[rabbiteartrans]

If he can't read, how was he able to read his and Lynne's names, what a plot hole, this game is LITERALLY unplayable

[gogandmagog]

MAN AND WOMAN

The Man

Sweet, I must be for you the only one you have dreamed of None must have come before me to wear the rose of your heart; Only for me your whispers, only for me your laughter, Never the ghostly kiss of another to thrust us apart. Only for me must that saint-pale check have crimsoned, Only for me those eyes have woven their sapphire snare; Lady of mist and flame, call me your only lover, Tell me no other has lost his face in your raven hair.

The Woman

Dear, it is naught to me who may have come before me, Ivory and silken women fair to kiss and see, Wooed in vanished twilights, longed for on nights forgotten... This, this only I ask, none must come after me. I must drain the last glass, not even the dregs for another, Not for any other, queen or gypsy or nun! Tell me none shall ever again hear your muted "I love you" Tell me no other shall ever win what I have won.

— Anne Blythe, ‘the Blythes Are Quoted’

This poem has always been thought-provoking to me, because it feels less like an Anne-handed poem, and more like a Maud-handed poem... and it is therefore a terribly interesting thing to juxtapose against Maud’s own theme of protecting/saving her heroines first kisses exclusively for their future ‘One.’ Unless I’m on crack you guys. Anne, as canonly stated, never kissed Roy Gardner – Gilbert was her first kiss. Valancy’s first kiss was clearly Barney Snaith. Rilla is kissed by Ken Ford and immediately after promises to not kiss anyone else until he returns, at which point, they marry. And a lot of people attempted to kiss Emily, but Perry got her ear, and Dean never moved fast enough or missed his moment... does anyone think Aylmer Vincent kissed anything besides Emily’s hands? 

[agrimmbrothersgrimmestgoose]

I am out of the med that regulates my pain (and the soonest I might get it is tonight if I'm lucky)

I haven't slept well in like a week

I log on to The Webbed Site and find that one of the peeps I enjoyed (through her interactions with several other wonderful queers on my dash) has been permabanned by the CEO, loosing her 4th account and her name is being used as a bludgeon to kill other queers, most often Trans Women who've already dealt with repeated baseless account wipes

I am so full of pain,

Tumblr is one of the extremely few places where I can be Queer and interact fully with others like me. It's the only place I have where I can speak and feel like I can actually say all I want to without the same level of worry that I have in my In Person life. I am blessed to have protection in the form of a Roommate dedicated to privacy protection and absolutely locking our Internet down. Even then, in the place I feel most comfortable to be Queer, I consciously make sure to not id my name, my siblings names, where I live or lived, because I *know* it takes one SINGLE person deciding to label me as a threat, to add me to a list, to ensure that I receive every bit of what Avery has shouldered for years. It's the reality of being Queer.

Trans Women and Men and People, the queers they are and they are friends with know to their core the reality of existence. We know that this is not fair, just, kind or in any way reasonable and yet when we stand in Solidarity and continue to point out how deeply this hurts! How deeply it guts the members of Tumblr who have defined it so completely they had the gall to say it was The Queerst Place, to be banned, to be targeted, to say the millions of dollars in ad revenue is worthless cause you're a goddamn tranny,

It simply results in the CEO doubling down, in scores of users sticking their head in the sand...

Well...

I can't do much, sitting here, in pain, feeling the loss of Avery and Nebulaaa and I am absolutely certain dozens of others,

But I don't intend to shut the fuck up,

We protect each other. And when Tumblr finally burns itself to the ground, whether 30 days or 3 years from know, I know I will find an internet home with all of you again,

Get fucked Tumblr, I hope this site gets hit by an exploding hammer car

[lakemichigans]

of all the YA series that were popular when i was younger, i'm forever grateful that the hunger games is the one i latched onto

[violetsareblue-selfships]

it's like this man wants to be a main f/o of mine...

[pricetagged]

I have a question and not a critism or pressure. I see you wrote 18+ and smut for fae!ghoap x reader, but you haven't posted more. Your wip wedensday has 18+. I am curious you are not liking to write smut? Or liking to write it for longer fics?

(I love your stories both with and without! 🫶)

I feel like this is a genuine question, so no worries. Umm idk how to answer this without seeming silly. Bc obviously I read and reblog a lot of smut 😅 The thing is, I'm just shy and unpracticed. And I suppose I am more in the mindset with longer fics to write smut?

Really, I do sit here and squirm a bit when I'm writing it. Just hard to shake off the old Catholic all-girls school education and my inherent shyness 😭

[miwakags]

finally grieving a friendship breakup

[tojbnuy]

since you guys are asking sooo nicely here is a part 3 teehee. part 1 part 2 . art by @ _3aem on twt!!

bestfriend!satoru who’s always buying you new jewelry. esp with your initials on them, you’ve got bracelets and necklaces in golds and silvers because he knows you like both.

bestfriend!satoru who calls you at night and will always convince you to turn it into a facetime. he doesn’t think you realize just how appealing you look with your hair down, big glasses on and a thin strapped pyjama top. said straps falling down your shoulder as your busy talking and he’s trying so hard to listen but how can he when your tits just look so good and from this angle he’s got a clear view. ‘toru are you listening?’ ‘yeah pretty carry on’

bestfriend!satoru who hates it but finds himself feeling slightly insecure when you’re engaged in conversation with nanami. he knows nanami can actually converse with you about the books you read and some of the movies you watch, something satoru’s been meaning to catch up on so you could have these conversations with him instead. he’s complaining to suguru as nanami hugs you goodbye and everything just gets worse when you walk over with the most adorable smile only to tell him that nanami was taking you to the theatre. why the fuck do you want to go to the theatre?

bestfriend!satoru who knows how childish it is but the next time nanami is in the room satoru has you pressed up against his body, his hands firmly gripping your ass as he looks dead into nanamis eyes. ‘ouch toru too hard’ ‘so sorry pretty girl your ass is just too perfect’

bestfriend!satoru who asks you for lip balm but he always means he’s going to kiss it off of you. plenty of times he’s left with your lip combo pressed onto his lips and chin.

bestfriend!satoru who places a blanket over the two of you when your friends are over. his index finger playing with the hem of your tiny shorts. when he sees you listening too closely to nanamis boring ass stories he grabs a handful of your shorts and hikes it up until the crotch is pressed directly against your clit. he smirks at the hiss that leaves you . ‘y/n you okay?’ spoken aloud and now everyone’s staring at your flushed cheeks and the firm grip you have on his bicep.

bestfriend!satoru who is mean and he knows he is but he can’t stand it when you go all quiet with him. he noses at your cheek and presses little kisses all over your eyelids as you try to keep a stern face. ‘sorry baby it was an accident, let me kiss it better?’

bestfriend!satoru who has an obsession with your lips. yes he may be obsessed with many things about you but your lips are truly his kryptonite they are his downfall. he cuts you off mid sentence a lot just to give them a quick peck. sometimes he even licks them cos he’s a perv. ‘toru you can’t keep doing that’ ‘but why baby? i just find you too cute’

bestfriend!satoru who smiles like a loser when you include him in your monthly photo dumps.

bestfriend!satoru who adores when you seem equally as annoyed when he gets female attention. he’ll elongate it for the fun of it sometimes just so you’ll get mad and that means you’ll probably be sleeping at his house tonight. you know because everyone else is wasting his time.

bestfriend!satoru who bites random parts of your body. your tummy is a frequent victim. sometimes when you’re on the phone and his head is laying your lap he’ll turn over and bite your tummy. then your thighs. sometimes fingers too.

bestfriend!satoru who is a ‘where my hug at’ warrior. as soon as he enters the function he expects a big hug from you. and if he doesn’t get one he is at you in a heartbeat ‘baby where’s my hug?’ and his hands are roamingggg all over you, not an inch of you untouched.

bestfriend!satoru who knows sometimes all you need is a little reassurance. no one gets you like he does and sometimes you truly just need to hear His voice telling you you’re okay. sometimes you crave him just like he constantly craves you.

bestfriend!satoru who drags his index finger across your lips as you sleep. sometimes even sticks his thumb between your parted lips.

part 4 !!

tag list : @haruhatake @moncher-ire @startwithrecords @ranatherealestsigma @chjinua @whozeurdaddy @sukuxna0 @purp1eha1o @tibibibi123 @jjkysnk @missthatgirl @greensunflowerjuna @macchiatoast @suechii

[polysprachig]

Sehnsucht

aus dem poetischen Tagebuch von Kaiserin Elisabeth (Nordseelieder, Oktober, 1885)

Seit ich an seinem Grab gestanden,

Bin ich von Gluten aufgezehrt;

Ich schmachte nach dem stillen Hügel,

Und doch hat er mir nichts gewährt!

Mir war's, als müsst' ich etwas finden.

Ein Blümchen nur, o, kein Gebein,

Das war' des Glücks zuviel gewesen!

Nur etwas, nur den kleinsten Stein.

Doch ziert den Hügel keine Blume,

Das dürre Gras birgt keinen Stein;

Ihn schmücket nur der gold'nen Sonne,

Der Sterne und des Mondes Schein.

✨English text via my translation portfolio✨

[strange-aeons]

Omegaverse readers & writers!! I want to hear from you!!!

Firstly — Yes — I have already done a lot of research. I don’t need the basics explained to me or the fact that it is an incredibly diverse genre with examples good writing, bad writing, good social commentary, bad social commentary, expansive thoughtful worldbulding, raunchy porn without plot, and everything in between.

What I’m looking for with this post is personal experiences and opinions from people who read/ write this content since I am not one. Feel free to link any fics that exemplify what you’re talking about.

you can write as much or as little as you like, answer as many or as few of the questions as you like:

What fandom introduced you to omegaverse?

What trends and developments have you noticed as the genre has grown over the past 14-ish years?

what initially intrigued you about it?

Are there similar genres, tropes, etc, that you also enjoy? (ie. werewolf or other supernatural romance, science fiction which explores alternative biology) basically, how does omegaverse fit into your wider literary tastes?

what do enjoy most about it?

what are some elements you avoid or are critical of?

Any specifics or nuances you want the non-omegaverse reading public to know about

In case anyone is coming across this post without knowing who i am — Hi! I’m a youtuber and I make videos about online subculture, fandom, and such.

Your comment on this post may be read aloud in an upcoming video!! Please specify if you would like me to censor your url or leave it visible.

[rigelmejo]

hey my guy, didnt mean to talk shit about lack of brevity - it was meant as a like semi affectionate ask for line breaks.

I want to read your post! It is not too long!! But my brain is Dying. dyslexia is turning everything to mush the second i get five lines into your para.

(semi affectionate bc you are a stranger to me but i do vibe with your language learning goals? parasocial blablabla?? hopefulyl you feel me)

I feel you. <3 I will try to break those huge paragraph chunks a bit more, I'll think a bit. Part of it is that I try to write some posts as numbered lists where a numbered item has to be 1 paragraph even if it gets long. Then it DOES get long since I only have 1 paragraph to do it, then it gets so long I turn it into Regular Text instead of Numbered List format. Then it's just huge paragraphs from when I was trying to squeeze it into a numbered list format.

Maybe an alternative could be sections with headers or capital letter titles or in bold, to separate things. Instead of numbered lists. Then it would be easier for me to split sections into multiple parapraphs possibly. Again I will think on it. Apologies in advance though for the blocks of text I'll inevitably post at times. I just kinda end up writing long rambling a lot when I'm trying to jot down ideas (as seen by my horrifically long tags and main blog fandom bullshit lol sjdjjd)

Tldr: I'll try maybe more header titles bolded or capitalized or on their own line, to break up sections. Then maybe I'll be able to add more paragraphs without it being hard to locate which section is which. While having maybe a bit more line breaks hopefully.

[spxllcxstxr]

Cuddling with Jayce and Viktor • Headcanon

(Gif not mine)

Request: could you please write some jayvik x reader cuddling headcanons? I looooved your dating headcanons🥰🤭 -- anon

Warnings: heart melting fluff, that's literally all it is

A.N: Anon, I was delighted to get this request because I want to cuddle with jayvik at all times. Also I'm glad you liked the headcanons!! I hope you like these too!

•

Cuddling with your partners will forever be one of your favorite things. While Viktor may not be at ease with a lot of touch, that aspect seems to be pushed aside whenever the three of you are in bed

Viktor easily melts into Jayce's side, his face is usually flush with the crook of Jayce's neck, which makes it easy access for a peppering of kisses when he wakes up in the morning (he always wakes up the earliest, kisses Jayce, then you, before making his morning tea which he brings back to bed to slowly sip as he waits for his loves to rise)

Additionally, Viktor lays his hand in the middle of Jayce's chest, to feel his heartbeat or to feel up his muscles, no one knows and he’ll never tell. However, your own hand meets his at Jayce's core. The night usually starts with your hand on top of his, but some time during your slumber your hands swap, and Viktor's warm palm is placed atop the back of your hand, slender fingers grasping onto you

No matter how many times you wake up to this, the tenderness of the moment will forever make your face heat up and your heart beat rapidly

Viktor runs cold and Jayce is as warm as a furnace, so that really explains why Vik is always huddled up close to him

On the other side of Jayce lies you, also huddled up to his side. Jayce's arm is wrapped around you, fingers tracing random shapes or equations on the small of your back. It’s oddly comforting—his fingers dancing across your skin. It sometimes feels like he may be writing paragraphs of something familiar, something you can almost make out, but you’re never able to

(Jayce will never admit this to anyone, but there are times he traces letter on your skin as you fall asleep. Letters that make up admissions of love, insecurities, hopes, and dreams. His fingertips will tell how much he cherishes your love and adores Viktor’s trust in him. Sometimes they spell out what he hopes is your future together—the three of you, bound by love and loyalty for eternity. It helps him fall asleep)

Jayce honestly doesn't mind at all that he is squished in between his partners because he gets to touch the both of you. He gets to know that the people he loves are alive--are with him. Jayce enjoys knowing that Viktor has returned from the lab unscathed and that whatever the poison is that lurks below them and loomed over Viktor's childhood hasn't killed him. Jayce feels as if when the two of you are tucked securely at his side, the three of you are untouchable. He loves feeling your soft skin underneath his calloused fingertips, the warmth of your breath tickling the delicate skin under his ear

His heart beats below the tangled hands of his partners and that's all he wants

While that is how the three of you are usually organized in bed, with Jayce in the middle, that doesn't mean you never directly cuddle with Viktor. There are times where Jayce is out, with the council or another sort of meeting, and you and Viktor have the apartment to yourselves. Usually the two of you will be reading (sometimes Viktor will read to you, sometimes you will read to him if he's too exhausted). Who's cuddling into who will depend on who's reading aloud to the other. But more often than not, the two of you will cuddle in a way where both sets of eyes can see the text

Viktor smells of the air after a heavy rain on days he doesn’t come home smelling of grease and metal. But even then, his scent is his own and addictive nonetheless

Your voices will be soft in the other's ear, which usually causes you to drift off to sleep. Jayce will come back to find the two of you heaped together, heads close together

You and Jayce are the ones that crave cuddles every hour of the day. Viktor pretends he doesn't, usually rolling his eyes when you ask for him to get his ass in bed. But then Jayce whips out those wide golden eyes and Viktor is easily pulled to bed

There is also some casual cuddling outside of the bedroom. Pulling the two of them from their work is difficult, but once you convince Jayce, it's all over

Jayce is also the type to sit on his desk in the lab with either you or Viktor between his legs, arms wrapped around your torso.

Viktor likes to complain, citing that it's a distraction, but once Jayce envelopes either of you in his arms, there's no escape

Knowing that every night ends with the three of you in bed holding onto each other is what fuels the three of you. In the end, everything is worth it; everything leads to the love the three of you have for one another. Nothing else matters except for the sweet and soft touch of your partners.

•

[fixforthesoul]

OPEN LETTER TO FANFICTION WRITERS ON ACCESSIBILITY; PLEASE READ.

first of all, thank you for spending your time, seldom acknowledged and definitely deserving of a compensation you are not receiving, to entertain us. i’m speaking on behalf of more than just blind readers, but everyone. you’re sick as hell.

i’ve summoned you to provide some information you may not already know. i know a lot of you like fonts. especially those who cross post their work on wattpad. i admire any and all acts of aestheticism to a degree, and can understand the desire to use them. (blind folk, sorry y’all. momma’s making a point.) 𝔰��𝔲𝔣𝔣 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰, it’s cute. 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 is a little cuter to me, if i had to choose. or maybe 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈?

now, sighted folk: if you’re on mobile, i implore you to participate in a little exercise for me. select this text and scroll through all the copy/paste/define/‘search the web’ options until you get to the speak portion. if you need to change a setting for your phone to do so, would you mind? i’d really appreciate it.

please make your phone read aloud part of my post, and be sure to include any bits with those super cute fonts. 𝕚’𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒, 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. 𝕚 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪, 𝕚 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕠𝕤 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖.

whether you participated and discovered it for yourself or you thought this was a crock of shit you’d rather not sniff, i’ll tell you! screen readers cannot dictate words using those fonts. at least, on a majority of devices. not mine, or any of my mutuals elsewhere.

you do not have to change your behavior on my behalf, but please be aware that fonts limit access to your work.

blind readers do exist, i exist, and i am bound by the same feelings of dogged longing that make other sad horny bitches read angsty, smutty, father-wounded nonsense.

thanks for making it this far. i really hope my sincerity is being conveyed, reading makes me so happy and i’m not the only person on this app who relies on accessibility settings more often than not. do with this information what you will, and have the day you deserve!

[neil-gaiman]

Dear Neil Gaiman,

You may recall writing an introduction to an anthology of Edgar Allan Poe's short stories some years ago. In that introduction you suggest that Poe's writing is best enjoyed when it is read aloud. After reading some of his stories and poems aloud to myself, I realized that you had an excellent point.

During the month of October, I have made a habit of spending some extra time reading stories and poems by my favorite Gothic author. Instead of reading to myself or asking the nearest person to read to me;* do you have any suggestions for good audio versions of his written works?

Thank you in advance if you are able to answer this question!

*This request has never produced a positive result. In my experience after you reach "a certain age," people no longer wish to read to you.

You need a better group of friends. Ones that like reading aloud to you, anyway.

But until you find them I recommend this: