#organised desk

[lottiestudying]

04.08.2024—not loving the glow from my laptop

[mayorofcattown]

Finally finished this DIY cat house thing I got with a gift card like... 3-4 years ago so I am going to show it off everywhere. It even has working lights, which were mildly annoying to put in, but still less annoying than making all the tiny flowers (which is probably why it took me so long to finish it)

I took some artistic liberties with some of the parts, like painting some parts slightly differently or not including a lot of the signs, and I also used some random wood textured origami paper for the floor on the ground level cause I didn't like the grid pattern it came with lol

Also did discover it is the perfect size for those little blind box figures I got

[black-and-yellow]

in love

[life-spire]

[lord-of-snrland]

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

No writing tonight, I got distracted by reorganising my entire desk-

[lilflowerpot]

Despite agreeing with anon about Keith being suited for Specialist than Leader, and with you about shoehorning Keith into the role of Black Paladin being a huge mistake, I like to believe that he did hone his leadership capabilities enough that he absolutely killed it as the Blade of Marmora commander in canon. Imagine you're a struggling planet post-war and the most beautiful being you've ever seen in your life steps up to help you, a pack of gorgeous lesbians just behind. That one shot of Keith with Acxa, Ezor, and Zethrid behind him is very dear to me. Space Helen and his pack of gay alien women.

[original post]

Okay, you've got me, from a super subjective and entirely selfish perspective, I would love for my team of chiseled humanitarian aid workers to be comprised of pretty-boy Keith, gorgeous femme Ezor, buff butch Zethrid, and sexy bisexual Acxa, like,,,,,,, OBVIOUSLY.

But objectively, while Keith being in charge of a small specialist unit //deeply// appeals to me, I still don't feel he should have taken over the BoM as a whole, because that level of command would, in reality, require a HUGE quantity of behind-the-scenes paperwork that Keith is just,,, ill-suited for ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[goddessofroyalty]

Fandom: House of the Dragon

Pairing: Aemond/Lucerys

Verse: Blood for Blood

Warnings: omegaverse, mpreg, I threw the canon timeline out the window

I finally had a whole minute to breathe this week (it’s been... an interesting week) and instead of finishing the Blood for Blood arc I wrote another unconnected scene at a random point in the timeline. So take it while I try and survive the weekend of crazy that’s about to hit me. 

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Viserys is having a good day, and as such, Alicent’s husband has requested the whole family eat together.  

Rhaenyra arrives first with her husband and younger three. She is proving annoyingly stubborn this time around. Not fleeing back to Dragonstone like she normally does at the first sign of having to take responsibility for some of her actions. Rather she sends Daemon or her eldest back as necessary to ensure everything is still at peace there while she remains within the capital.  

Rhaenyra claims it is so she can support her son as he adjusts to life as a married omega but Alicent’s father believes it is so she can build a presence in court and seek out potential allies for when the King eventually dies. Alicent is inclined to believe her father right in this matter.  

Still Alicent smiles politely as they get the younger Aegon and Viserys settled at the table with their nurses. The boys just old enough that they might be able to last the full meal before they lose patience and need to be taken away.  

The same can be said about Helaena’s children who arrive with their mother but are put with their cousins to make the nurses’ job easier for the night. The five of them looking like the family they are by blood.  

Rhaenyra’s and Daemon’s eldest three join next. Aegon trailing in a little after that, clearly having expected the meal to have already started and his drunken state to not be less noticed with everyone already focused on their food and conversation.  

Alicent’s eldest glances around at everyone looking at him.  

“How am I early?” he asks because they had been given a time and he clearly had waited until after.  

“We are still waiting for Lucerys and his mate,” Viserys says and Alicent bites her tongue to prevent herself from correcting him that they are waiting for his son and Aemond’s mate.  

In this case he is right though. Aemond has always been punctual. The same cannot be said about Rhaenyra’s second born.  

“We should start before the food gets cold,” Alicent suggests after another awkward minute of silence around the table.  

“We can wait,” her husband says.  

Another minute passes.  

“Perhaps we should send someone to go check on them,” Alicent suggests because that should hopefully at least somewhat shame Lucerys for his tardiness and irresponsibility.  

To think he will be left to rule Driftmark one day, the place will be in ruins within a week. Alicent takes some solace that her son will be able to step in before the omega can do too much damage.  

“You are right,” Viserys says, finally seeing some sense, “perhaps something has happened to him.”  

Just as he goes to wave at one of the guards the doors open and the missing two members enter. Aemond keeping pace at Lucerys side despite the omega’s gait being slowed by the waddle he has gained as his stomach swelled with child.  

“Sorry we are late,” Lucerys says, a slight incline of his head as close as they are getting to an apologetic bow apparently. His hands not even moving from where they are supporting the weight of his stomach. “We were held up.”  

He looks to Aemond at it as if he is to blame for it. And Aemond merely stares right back. The two of them holding each other’s gaze in a way that, as loathe as she is to say it, reminds Alicent of the silent conversations Rhaenyra and her mate have.  

“It is quite alright,” Viserys says with a smile that is clearly trying to reassuring despite his pain. “I am sure you would much prefer to be resting than being here.”  

“If my young brothers and nephews can handle it than I am sure I can as well,” Lucerys says. Joffrey sticks his tongue out at this brother like a brat not a prince, but the five younger ones sit up a little straighter the words somehow encouraging them.  

Aemond remains Lucerys’ shadow as they go to their seats. Alicent’s second son only sitting down himself once Lucerys is settled and the staff are already hurrying to bring the first course out to them all.

Viserys gestures for Alicent to lean over to him as everyone finally starts to dine.  

“I told you they would be a good match,” he says proudly, nodding to the two of them. And Alicent watches as Aemond’s eye keeps sweeping over Lucerys plate as the omega talks to his cousins. “I knew after how he was with Helaena when she was expecting.”  

“Aemond is a very responsible alpha,” Alicent agrees. If there was such a thing as too responsible she would say that he was that. She knew he watched over his older siblings in a way that almost made her wish their positions were reversed, often dragging Aegon home before his brother met those with unflattering opinions about the crown after drinking so much he can no longer stand or keeping Helaena and the children company when Aegon seemed to forget his wife and sister existed. And now Aemond was mated to the very boy who had taken his eye and was taking more care in ensuring Lucerys health and safety than most could claim from their husbands and certainly more than the bastard deserved.  

He has studied more and trained harder than anyone else in the family. Claimed the largest dragon that still breathes. And despite all of it only is getting something to his name because he is marrying the bastard son of Rhaenyra.  

Aemond deserves Driftmark even if it is not his by birthright.  

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It is Aemond’s fault. Lucerys was getting cramps and he wouldn’t let him do aything until he got checked over. 

[damiemontclair]

It just occured to me that I'll be getting my very own permanent desk when I switch jobs in april so.

I just put a bunch of stuff in there but honestly half of it I probs shouldn't do simply because I am young and need to appear way professional since this is a supervisor position. so any fandom stuff is def out (so no figurines :/)

[awesomehoggirl]

guys when my windowsill is dry (my dad just repainted it) and all my posters are up i will post a room tour it is gonna rock your fucking worlds. like i have the ultimate fucking room rn. this is not just pinterest shit this is tumblr archive magazine shit

[ad15124]

EXHAUSTED.

[nerdie-faerie]

Do I have half unpacked boxes and bags all over my room? Yes. Do I have cleaning I still need to do? Also yes. Did I finish either of those tasks? No. But I did put up a lil photo collage, so what's it even matter

[you-need-not-apply]

Reorganised my entire desk for the coming year <3

[sapphic-lottienat]

i cleaned my room for an hour and 39 mins last night and my dearest darling mother was unimpressed what more can i do

[pinbones]

So many leftists have this singular idea of jobs where you show up and do precisely 4 hours' worth of email work stretched over however many hours the boss arbitrary allocated

Most jobs require many hours of constant labour. Checkout lanes, hospitals and care, driving jobs, these all take so many hours to do a day's work due to the timing and volume of labour and it's not easy/beneficial to change staff frequently in some of them. How are you going to squeeze a full day's shift looking after a dementia community into 4 hours? Do you know how many errors are made when staff change-overs at hospitals increase in frequency? There are always going to be 8 and 10 and 12 and 14 hour shifts, and you know what? I like doing 12 hour shifts a hell of a lot more than I like working three seperate 4 hour shifts.

It's like that discourse about shops that open late done entirely by early risers who want to stop work at 2pm. I like shopping late and sometimes need to, I don't like waking up before 10am, and I like to work 12 hours and then get two days off. I'd certainly appreciate longer than a 30-min paid and a 30-min unpaid break, tho, and I hate getting up so damn early at my current job.

People like doing things. People are diverse. The important things are pay, conditions, and having choices

[sinfulforrest]

I've been on puppysitting duty for the past couple of weeks for my brother and haven't really been able to doodle too much as a result of it! it's been so so exhausting but I had a lot fun despite that x3

now that i have free time again though, I'll finally be able to do some doodles >:3c if anybody has any doodle requests as well for ocs or like, other nasty lil game characters perhaps, please send em in!! I feel so outta practice with art atm and really wanna get back into the swing of things >u<