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uramilf · 1 year ago

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The Record Shop - Chapter Three

A/N: Okay this is dramatic and stressful. soz guys - but guess what!! I proofread!!! Warnings: Brief mention of sex, alcohol consumption, swearing, depictions of toxic/controlling partners, mentions of cheating, Penny gets GASLIT

*Penny’s Pov*

I still couldn’t believe Matty had led me on like that. He really let me believe he was interested; I had half hoped he would be waiting for me to arrive at the party so he could drag me off and be alone with me like the first day we knew each other, but he hadn’t. Instead he was alone with some other girl. I didn’t quite know what to do. I lay in bed, head spinning from drinking so much the night before, Charli stirring next to me. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, squinting in its bright light. A message from an unknown number lit up the screen, and I sat up straight when I read the first line:

“Hi, Pen. This is Alex. I know it’s been a few months but I got your new number off your mum. I just wanted to see how you were doing down in Manchester, and I also want to say I’m sorry for everything that happened. I shouldn’t have treated you the way I did, and not a day goes by when don't I wish I did things differently. Would we be able to meet for a chat? I understand if you don’t want to, but I miss you, Penny.”

What the fuck? What could he possibly want now? He broke my heart, and now he wanted to "meet for a chat"?! Not to mention the way he had been treating me prior to our breakup. Everything I said seemed to be a problem to him; I felt as though I couldn't do anything right. I wasn't sure I wanted to put myself back in that situation.

Charli was awake now, groaning about her headache. She stopped when she saw my face. “Pen? You ok? You look like you’ve seen a ghost, but I’m guessing that’s the hangover.” “It’s not the hangover, Char. It’s my ex. He’s just messaged me and asked to meet up.” “Don’t do it!! Silly idea!” “Well, what if I want to? I just want to hear what he has to say to me.” “I mean, it’s up to you babe, but texting your ex always ends badly.” “I didn’t text him!” I exclaimed. “He texted me, okay?” “Sure. Whatever. Honestly I need a coffee before I can talk about this any further. Or maybe a gin and tonic.”

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My meeting with Alex had me a total nervous wreck. As I stepped into the cafe with shaking hands, I spotted him and old feelings came rushing back. His green eyes still shone the way they used to when he looked up and saw me. He brushed his fair hair out of his eyes and smiled at me, looking anxious. The way he was looking at me almost made me forget that this was the very same coffee shop I had been to with Matty, right before he had completely disregarded my feelings for him. “I’ve missed you, Penny,” Alex said softly. “And I’m sorry. I’m sorry you saw what you did, and I’m sorry it happened. But I swear, Pen, she kissed me. Not the other way around.” I shook my head and smiled. “Look, Alex, I just want to move on from it, ok? Let’s not think about it any more.”

After agreeing to drop the entire subject, we had a genuinely decent chat, and I felt myself warming to him again. Maybe he was telling the truth; yes, I had seen another girl kissing him, but he pulled away before he even noticed I was standing there. Maybe he really didn’t want to, and I had made a big deal out of nothing. He was looking at me almost sadly now, head cocked.

“What’s up?” I asked. “You look sad.” “Penny, I never meant to hurt you. Every day I have to spend without you is like hell. I miss you so much, and I guess the reason I came down here is to ask if you could possibly give me another chance?” I was stunned. My mind flashed to Matty. We weren’t together, his actions the night of his party had showed me that. I missed Alex, truth be told. And yes, our relationship had its ups and downs, but didn't everybody's? He hadn't really done that much wrong. Well, apart from the few times he had gotten a little upset with me and maybe took it too far, but my mother told me I was making a drama out of nothing, and I guess she was right. “Okay,” I breathed. “Really?” “Yes. But we’re taking this slowly, okay?” “Of course, Penny. Of course.”

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*Matty’s POV*

Two days after my party and not a word from Penny. I had called and texted multiple times; still nothing. I figured she was upset by what she saw in the bathroom, but it wasn’t like we were even together, right? I wouldn’t get pissed off if I saw her with another guy, I was sure of it. That was only until Charli showed up at my door with comically large sunglasses trying to mask yet another hangover. “Jesus, what happened to you?” “I’ve been on a two day bender with Penny because you screwed her over and now she’s back with her ex, which is a decision she’s not entirely sure about. Thanks for that, mate.” Charli had propped her sunglasses on top of her head and was shooting me daggers from the doorway. "Huh? What did I do?" "You upset her, you fucking arsehole! She thought you liked her!" "I do! Fuck, I really do, Char. But she left me after we slept together and didn't talk to me for a really long time. She doesn't want me, so I figured I should just do whatever I want." "Doesn't want you? Oh, Matty, you idiot! Just call her, okay? Sort it out before that fuckwit can properly ask her out again. He cheated on her, Matty. He claims he didn't, but I just know he's lying."

Charli left and I didn't quite know what to do with myself. I settled on calling Penny one last time. I swore to myself that if she didn't answer I would just leave her alone. But she did. She picked up after the third ring with a sigh. "Hey, Matty." "Thank god, Penny. I thought trying to keep up with Charli's insane alcohol tolerance might have killed you." "I'm fine." Why was she being so short with me? It wasn't like I cheated on her, we weren't even together. Oh god, did she see it as me cheating on her? "Look Penny, babe, we need to talk. Come over tomorrow, ok?" "I don't think that's a good id-" "Just do it Pen, please darling?" Penny paused for a moment and sighed. Then she grumbled "Fine, see you tomorrow," and hung up the phone.

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*Penny's POV*

When I arrived at Matty's it appeared that he had been waiting on me for a while. I had barely knocked on the door once when it swung open and he pulled me into a hug. "There you are! I've missed you, darling," he said, his voice muffled by my hair. I pulled away and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You've missed me?" "Of course, babe, how could I not?" "Oh, well, it's just that I could barely contain myself for your party because of how badly I wanted to see you. You made a whole big deal about me being there, saying you couldn't wait to see me again, and yet you didn't even make an effort to fucking speak to me? And then you disappeared, and I found you with another girl's mouth round your fucking cock. I can't believe you." Matty looked at me in shock. "Pen, I'm sorry. I genuinely didn't think it was a big deal. I'm not your boyfriend, right?" "No, you aren't. But I really thought you liked me," I said in a small voice. I couldn't bring my eyes to meet his because I knew they wouldn't have the same glimmer they had the day I met him. "I do, Penny! I really fucking like you. Fuck, I've never met anyone like you. You're fucking beautiful, and you like to talk to me about guitars, and you love Jeff Buckley and... need I go on? My point is: I didn't think you were interested in me for anything other than a quick hookup. You left my flat so early that morning, I thought you wouldn't want to see me again." "Of course I wanted to see you, Matty. I didn't want to rush into anything. But that's clearly what's happened here."

Matty pulled me by the hand into his living area and sat me down. He knelt down in front of me like a sinner before God, between my knees, hands clutching mine tightly. "Can you give me another chance, Penny? We won't rush into it, Christ knows I'm not stable enough to be your boyfriend yet, but I need you, darling. I need you." Guilt washed over me. I had only just gotten things going with Alex again - I couldn't tell him it was over again before I'd even given him another chance. "I'm sorry, Matty," I whispered. "It's too late, okay? I guess we're just not meant for each other."

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I had wiped a tear or two off of Matty's cheek and hugged him tightly, promising we would stay friends, but told him it just wasn't our time. And then I headed back to my flat, where Alex was waiting for me. He wasn't my boyfriend again, not yet anyway, but he had been staying with me, sleeping on the sofa, and we'd been spending lots of time together. I'd started to notice him seeping back into my life like he had done before and it brought me a kind of familiar comfort. The way he blended his life with mine; his shoes and clothes in my house, pictures of him on my phone, his aftershave in my bathroom cabinet. Like someone who was back where they belonged.

But with everything that seemed right about Alex there was something a little bit off about him to go with it. With the sense of familiarity came the well-known sense of unease. He appeared to hide his phone from me a lot, and snapped at me to put it down when I went to take a picture of him with it. I figured he was just a bit protective of his stuff, didn't want me damaging anything. He also grew tense when I talked about Matty, or any of my male friends for that matter. Almost as soon as I arrived home from Matty's flat, I had received a call from George. Alex reached out and grabbed my phone, declining the call and setting the phone down near to him. "Oh, I should call him, actually," I said, my eyebrows lifting in surprise. "It can't have been that important," he replied shortly, going to kiss me. I dodged the kiss and tried to grab my phone. He didn't let me. "I haven't spoken to him in days, Alex. He's my friend, I want to check up on him." "Well, you can talk to him anytime. I haven't seen you in months. It's my turn to talk to you now, Pen. Not George's, whoever the fuck he actually is."

I didn't like it. The way he talked about George, who was one of the sweetest people I knew, as if he was holding me hostage instead of just calling me up to say hi. I didn't like the way he said it was "his turn" with me as if I was a toy that little kids were fighting over. I was staring to remember the real reason I didn't give him a second chance the first time he hurt me.

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When Alex went out to the shop the next day, I took the opportunity to call George back. I lied and said I was busy the night before. We laughed and chatted for around ten minutes, and I felt the comfort and freedom I felt when I moved by myself flooding back in. I called Ross too, asking if he would book me in for my first tattoo later that week. He was ecstatic and said he couldn't wait to get to work on it, and that he had a few ideas for me already. Then I called Adam, as it had definitely been a while since we'd spoken. I told him about Alex, leaving out the part where I wasn't sure I was comfortable in the relationship, and he invited us to go out with him and Carly. "I'd love to meet this Alex guy, he sounds like he's making you pretty happy," Adam had said. I agreed and changed the subject quickly.

When Alex returned I told him all about Ross's plans to tattoo a few small butterflies on my lower back. He tensed up, so I asked what was wrong. "You seriously want to put that shit all over your body? You know once they're on, they don't come off." "Yeah, I know, but I've wanted it done for ages. And Ross is amazing, I just know it's gonna look great." Alex scoffed and I felt my smile fall. "Yeah, sure. Y'know what? I'm not sure I want this guy all over you - he'll probably make you take your top off and pretend he's just doing his job." "I won't need to take my top off, I can just roll it up a bit. Matty's gonna come too, maybe get another one on arm." "Fucking Matty. Don't let these guys influence your decisions, babe." "Fine, if you feel that strongly about it I won't get the tattoo." "Good. Your mum would hate it anyway, you know how she is with that shit. Listen, do we really need to go out with this Adam guy tomorrow? I can't be arsed." I couldn't believe him tonight. Only a few days ago we had agreed to take it slow, so why was he acting like he had total control over me? "Please, Alex. Adam's lovely, and so is his girlfriend. I love them, genuinely. It would mean a lot to me if you came and met them." "Okay, Penny. Just for you."

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We were getting ready to leave the bar after some reasonably awkward small talk. Carly had gone to the bathroom and Alex was paying for his tab, leaving me and Adam at the table. Thank god. "Sorry Ad, I guess Alex isn't great with new people." "Yeah, that or he just really fucking hates me. Are you sure you're okay, Penny?" "I'm fine, I just need a good night's sleep, I suppose. I'm gonna go to the loo as well before we go."

I met Carly in the bathroom. She looked pale and anxious, chewing on her lip. "Carls? What's wrong, honey?" "Oh, Penny, I'm so glad you came in here. I really didn't want to do this in front of everyone." "What? What's going on?" Carly looked like she wanted to burst into tears. "It's Alex, I'm sorry darling. He basically cornered me on the way in here and tried to chat me up. He said if I ever wanted to 'get away' from Adam that I could meet up with him and you would never know." "Oh my god, Carly. I'm so sorry." "No, I'm sorry, hun. He said... well... I called him a liar and said I would never do that to you or Adam, and he said he had cheated on you before and you hadn't found out." My heart dropped. "What the fuck?" Carly threw her arms around me. "He said you caught him kissing some girl and believed him when he said it wasn't his fault. I think he'd been seeing her for a while, Penny."

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"You're a lying, cheating piece of shit, Alex! You swore you weren't seeing her!" I almost screamed at him the second we were through the door of my flat. "What the fuck? That Carly girl is a crazy bitch, I never made a move on her!" "Do you seriously think I'm gonna believe a psycho control freak like you instead of my own friend? Carly is an angel and I trust her with my fucking life. You're gonna pack up your shit and leave right now, you're going to lose my number and you're never going to fucking speak to me again!" I gave him exactly five minutes to get the hell out before I slammed the door on him and slid down the wall, bawling my eyes out. It had happened again. I let myself slip back into the old routine of thinking he could change, and got hurt again. There was only one person I knew I needed to see, and it was the person I had previously left crying alone in his flat because I thought Alex was better for me.

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I pounded on the door of Matty's flat, not crying anymore but still scrubbing furiously at my eyes with a tissue to remove any trace of my tears. He opened it, yawning sleepily, his pyjama trousers low on his hips revealing the waistband of his boxers and his stomach tattoo. He perked himself up when he saw me, mouth open slightly. It was the first time I had seen Matty Healy with nothing to say.

I threw myself into his arms and started to cry against his chest. I sort of switched off as he shut the door and walked me into the living room, holding me tight. I was crying on his lap on the sofa now, not quite sure how I had gotten there. He seemed to know exactly what had happened before I could even get a single word out. Perhaps Adam called ahead and warned him that I would potentially be in a bad way for a while. He stroked my hair, murmuring "Don't worry, baby. He just isn't worth it. He's not enough for my lovely pretty girl."

I wasn't sure if it was the stress of the situation getting to me, or the realisation that what I wanted had been right in front of me the whole time, but I lifted my head from Matty's chest and crashed my lips directly onto his.

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A/N: Oooooh cliffhanger! Soz for the sadness and stress

#matty healy #the 1975 #the 1975 smut #matty healy smut #matty healy x reader #ross macdonald #george daniel #adam hann #matty healy imagines #matty healy x oc

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toomuchracket · 2 years ago

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no cause like imagine-

you and charli do a photoshoot (for a magazine like NME or even just for yourself for funzies, if she isn’t famous like a model or a singer or something) like properly dolled up, looking really gorgeous. i’m seeing like lana del rey, angel vibes, innocent, all white lace and pearls and red lipstick. they tell the boyfriends to bring phone chargers or something to the shoot venue, not telling them they are getting pictures then they walk in and their jaws hit the floor.

ugh actually heavenly.

so you mean... my dream aesthetic????

in the birthday partyverse, matty's girly is a writer, so it's plausible that she and charli are collaborating on a cross-form project (maybe, speaking of lana del rey, they're writing a short film featuring charli's music like lana did with tropico) that warrants a magazine interview and photoshoot. if not, maybe they've actually both, as culturally recognised hot girls, been asked to be brand ambassadors for savage x fenty or some other celeb clothing line/collection and because they're so close and comfortable with each other they're doing a shoot together for it. either way, it's proper high glamour, but soft and sweet - lace and pearls and diamonds, glowing skin and long eyelashes with red or pinky-nude lips, hair in soft waves, long nails, high heels, clothes all fairly skimpy and white or off-white or the palest pink... just so dreamy! and maybe this is one of your first shoots, by far the most glam, and it's charli who takes it upon herself to get the boyfriends in to see what's happening - you guys were meant to be meeting for dinner after it anyway, so she just gets george to pick matty up on the way and convinces them to come in slightly earlier than the finish time under the guise of needing a charger, like you said. and obviously george is like "holy fucking shit" when he sees charli (as i hope he reacts to her every day of his life), but he's seen her be so glam before, whereas matty has NEVER seen you look like that. not that he doesn't find you beautiful all the time, but there's a confidence radiating from you in front of the camera that makes his knees go weak, and he literally stands there in a total trance looking at you, seriously debating whether or not to propose marriage to you then and there, until charli pinches his arm and knocks him out of it. and then you come over all happy to see him and go "i quite like this look, what about you?" and matty just kind of wordlessly gestures to the outfit and goes "do you... do you get to keep that?" and you smirk and go "well, it's custom-made, so yeah" and he honestly has to sit down immediately lol <3

#mads muses #mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #into the birthday partyverse

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tilliwriteapine · 5 months ago

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It was absolutely lovely knowing you, 1x17. You have wonderful moments, especially when they all know they have been disavowed and getting home isn’t an option (but you know fiction and spy work means they’ll make it home ;) ), and Mac feels absolutely wrecked because this was Bozer’s first mission and it went to hell. Bozer’s quick field thinking skills and his artistry in helping trick the cameras? Mac and Jack badassery?! Sigh. This episode is gold. But you just ran up against one of the best relationship-building episodes of the entire series.

Any episode that features flashbacks to Army Days is brilliant. The way the writers highlight the beginning struggles, anger, frustration, and dynamics is *glorious*. Mac has just lost his CO and the man who trained him. Jack is ready to ditch this popsicle stand whenever the effing federal government lets him. They meet in a fight of epic proportions (Mac standing his ground is so hot). Then they get stuck together and the feelings are mutual – we hate each other, go away. Mac is hotheaded and young, and Jack is so over having to watch these bomb nerds. But they come to an uneasy truce. Figure out who they are and what they mean to each other (in – what is that? 64 days?). Jack intends to leave, and Mac is left wondering if he is *going to die in the desert?* *Was that not his original intention? OH, SORRY, don’t speak the meta out loud…* But Jack – Jack stays.

And then we join with real-time life, and it is a tragic shitshow (always of epic proportions. This show does NOT do anything in halves… until Jack leaves, and then no one cares what happens after that… again, don’t say the meta out loud!). Just coming off an unsettling experience with the local police and terrorism charges (go Mac!), another Murdoc encounter, Cage in the hospital (goodbye Cage, she’s gone for good… she was an interesting addition to the team for the first half of the season), and everyone is exhausted. It is Christmas. And – well, the Ghost is back.

Which means Charlie *heart eyes*. It means creative Mac-hacks that actually bring meaning to when we all say we are MacGyvering something (my writing boss laughed when I told her I write MacGyver fanfiction.) Riley, Bozer, and Charlie are badass. Charlie meeting Matty. Bozer and the neighbors.

I could probably talk about this episode for hours. Did I mention the acting is phenomenal?!

Mac + Jack (5Ever)

Season 1, Episode 17: Ruler

On a surveillance mission in Amsterdam, their target, a Dutch MP, gets a ticking bomb from terrorists. Mac takes it away. They end as terrorist suspects hunted by the police.

Season 2, Episode 12: Mac + Jack

When Mac's nemesis rigs Mac's house with explosives and traps him and Jack inside, Mac uses a karaoke mic and an audio transformer to let the team know that the bomb is a distraction for a bigger one.

#MacGyver 2016 #MacGyver #Ruler #Mac + Jack #the Ghost episodes are always insane #But this is the perfect relationship building episode ever #2x12 has my vote

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incorrect-class-quotes · 6 years ago

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Quill: Just because you fancy that Matteusz kid-

Charlie: I don't fancy him; I am in love with him, and I want to father his children.

#this happened the day after charlie and matti first meet #marlie #charlie smith #Matteusz Andrejewski #class bbc #miss quill #s: mamma mia 2

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darkangel0410 · 4 years ago

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First Lines of Last 20

Saw this going around and it looks like fun so: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all.) Choose your favorite opening line, tag some friends!

i just wanna be (a part of you), Brady/Matt (a/b/o, sibling incest, Neckz 'N Throatz au): Matt doesn’t tell anyone before the fact.

He knows a lot of people are going to see it: Neckz 'N Throatz is a porn mag, sure, but it's also an institution in a lot of ways and everyone he knows has seen at least one issue of it.

take my hand, Brendan Lemieux, background Brady/Matt (bdsm au, background sibling incest): Brendan knows that look, understands the glint in Tkachuk's eye; he's played against Matthew before, knows he's a sub and that he's been collared since he was a rookie, but Brendan's never given much thought to the kind of sub Matthew was, how alike they might be in some things.

But now playing against his younger brother and seeing a familiar smirk twist his lips, Brendan thinks they might be more like each other than not.

hold me tight, Dylan Cozens/Ryan Johnson (getting together, wjc shenanigans): Dylan opens the door in a faded pair of sweats, barefoot and shirtless, and it takes Ryan a few seconds to get his brain back online; he knows Dylan's huge, knows how tall and built he is, but it's like his brain forgets that Dylan is exactly his type and every time he sees him in person it's like a fresh jolt to his system.

“Ryan,” Dylan says with a bright smile and pulls him in for a hug; Ryan hugs him back and absolutely doesn't think about the fact that Dylan could probably manhandle him any time - any way - he wants to.

just to feel you, Brady/Matt (sibling incest, a/b/o, heat fic): Brady knows it’s going to be him and Matt.

They still fight like cats and dogs, as eager to use their fists on each other now as when they were kids, but there's an edge to it recently that wasn't there before, something that makes Brady want to pin Matt to the floor and take him apart, bite by bite.

just like oxygen, Jack/Connor (werewolf au, graphic violence, courting rituals): Jack's fourteen the first time he meets Connor.

It's at the U16s, both of them the youngest players on their respective teams and both convinced they were the best players on the ice.

i love the way you hurt me, Brady/Matt (sibling incest, werewolf au, graphic depictions of violence, courting rituals): Courting probably wouldn't have been such a big deal for any of the wolves Matt played with growing up if it wasn't for Eichs and Davo.

From the first time Davo laid a dead bear on the patio of Eichs billet's in Detroit until he presented Eichs with Murray's head at center ice during the final game of the world cup, every wolf Matt knows had paid rapt attention, endlessly fascinated by the story unfolding in front of them.

nobody loves you (like i do), Brady/Matt (sibling incest, bdsm au, sadism, masochism): The thing is Matt doesn’t consider himself romantic or anything like that. He loves Brady: as his dom, as his brother, as his boyfriend, and yeah, he needs him in the same ways, but those are just facts to him.

They’re feelings, too, of course they are, but Matt is as sure of them as he is the sky’s blue and hockey is the best sport: irrefutable facts that shape every day of his life.

beginnings in death, Jack/Connor (in death au, first meeting, pre-relationship): The first time he sees Connor is at a funeral.

Jack's there mostly for Noah's sake; they go back a long way, just two street rats who somehow dragged themselves from the back streets of Boston to New York City and become successful along the way. He would rather spend his time finding who did this, but Noah needed the closure and he needed support so Jack stayed.

charlie, Charlie/Brandon (godlings au, alternate universe - Greek mythology): Charlie doesn't remember anyone ever explaining what death, or the afterlife was to him.

He's pretty sure he was born with the knowledge in his bones.

got you under my skin, Jack Hughes/Quinn Hughes (sibling incest, a/b/o): Everyone in their immediate family are betas, even their cousins, so it's something of a shock when Jack finds out Quinn's an alpha.

They're playing ball hockey in Chucky's driveway and Matty's back from Calgary for the summer so they're playing two-on-two; it's not a particularly intense game, just some friendly chirping and half-hearted shooting.

in between, Jack/Connor (godlings au, homophobic language): The locker room afterwards is quiet in spite of winning and Connor knows part of it is his own bad mood bleeding over to the rest of the team, but he can't bring himself to care as much as he should.

not a day goes by, Brock Boesar/Elias Pettersson (a/b/o, non-traditional a/b/o dynamics, frottage): Brock is just so pretty, it's hard for Elias to concentrate when he's around.

He wants to buy Brock new suits, ones with some color and a good cut that would make him look even better than he already does. Take him out to dinner, spoil him so he knows how much Elias wants him.

He's never looked at an alpha and thought mine. Never wondered how one would look with his collar around their neck.

all your fevered dreams, Brady/Matt (sibling incest, hellhounds, sirens): Most preternaturals don’t recognize Matt’s scent right away.

The ocean part of it is simple: all sirens smell like saltwater, even if they’re not born at sea the way their ancestors were. It’s the brimstone that makes wolves and other shifters wrinkle their noses in confusion and lean in closer to get a stronger smell, like their noses lied to them the first time.

eyes closed, fingers crossed (i swear), Sam Girard/Erik Johnson, background relationship (bdsm au, spanking, kneeling): It’s just a quiet moment between the two of them, after a bad game. Sam pulls him closer, makes sure he’s surrounded so all Erik can see is Sam, makes sure Erik is only focused on him before he tells him that the loss isn’t his fault.

Erik knows he wasn’t playing his best hockey, but he breathes in Sam’s scent, listens to his voice and lets go of the loss faster than he normally would.

those words, that kiss, Patrik Laine/Nik Ehlers (werewolf au, a/b/o, heat fic): The first thing Patrik notices about Nik is his scent: it’s light and airy, almost, the bright scent of oranges and some kind of flower scent that drives Patrik crazy because he can’t place it; it’s not until halfway through his rookie year, when they’re in Florida for a roadie, that he catches it in the middle of a store and has to follow it until they’re in the middle of the gardening department and he’s asking a bemused worker what flower is in the trays by the register.

feel good (on my lips), Dylan Strome/Ryan Strome (sibling incest, a/b/o, heat fic): Ryan knows his parents aren't getting back together, they split when he was still in mites and considering how badly they used to fight, it was a decision that was met with relief on his part, so he's never secretly hoped for a reunion or anything like that.

It's still a surprise when his dad tells him that he's dating someone new, a female beta from his company who is also divorced and with a son a couple years younger than Ryan is; he's happy for his dad, though, and agrees to stay at his place during winter break to meet them.

just swimming in our sins, Brady/Matt (sibling incest, accodental dick pics, panty kink): Matt gets the snapchat notification as he's getting ready for bed and his phone goes off almost immediately after.

"Don't open that," Brady tells him in a loud whisper, his voice weirdly echoey; Matt goes over Brady's schedule in his head and remembers he's in Florida this weekend. "I sent it to you by accident because I can't see shit in this fucking bathroom."

sweat drips (love sticks), Brady/Matt (bdsm au, sibling incest, masochism, sadism): Matt knows the kind of sub he is and he's always been ok with it.

There's worse things for a hockey player who happens to also be a sub to be than a masochist; at the very least he always has a bruise to press when he's jerking off, aches and pains that he can pretend someone put on his skin during a scene if he wants to. Usually he doesn't.

strike us like a match, Brady/Matt (sibling incest, sentinel and guides are known, canon typical violence): They've always been close, closer than most siblings Matt knows: Brady's always been protective of him, even when they were younger and Brady was smaller than him; he's selfish about Matt's attention, always wanting Matt to pay attention to him and only him.

There's never been a time where Matt hasn't wanted Brady with him, even when they fight Brady's always the one Matt wants to be around.

So now, my fave 🤔🤔🤔 I think probably it's love the way you hurt me because it's a good intro for the entire series as well as the fic itself.

Tagging: @007waffles007 @adamsgirl42 @candy-belle @caixxa @colubrina and anyone else who wants to do it!

#meme #my fic #sibling incest #werewolves au #godlings au #and a bunch of other stuff #too many pairings to tag #sorry this is so long #i'm on mobile so i can't put it behind a cut #long post #that's hockey baby

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darriness · 7 years ago

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Klaine Advent 2017: Day 2 - “Bucket”

Title: She Made Me Do It

Author: darriness

Summary: Kurt is so helpful

Genre: Future!fic

Word Count: 477

Author’s Note: For the Klaine Advent 2017! I think I may try and keep it in the same verse for all of the days, we’ll how it goes! Just slightly cannon divergent/future fics in the cannon divergent realm. This one is inspired by true events in my own life.

“Papa!” Lizzy comes running into Kurt’s office and he glances up from his drafting table to meet her frantically concerned gaze. He should probably be more worried right off the bat at the look in her eyes but he knows his daughter, knows how dramatic she can be (thanks to her Aunt Rachel) and knows how expressive her eyes are (thanks to her Papa).

“What’s up, Sweetie?” He asks.

The four year old pushes her dark curls off her forehead and says, “You need to come help Daddy!”

“And what’s wrong with Daddy?” He asks patiently, hoping his calm with calm her down.

“Just come!” She bellows before running out of the room again. Kurt pauses at his drafting table with an expectant look and not three seconds later her head pops around the corner, “Please!” She adds and not that he was overly concerned before but it just proves there’s nothing really wrong if she can remember her manners.

Kurt sets down his pencil and follows the footfalls of his daughter through the house to the kitchen where he had left Blaine feeding their 7 month old son earlier.

His back is to Kurt and Lizzy runs over to him to tug on his sleeve, “I brought Papa!” She says.

Kurt’s fairly certain Blaine mumbles ‘I wish you hadn’t’ but Kurt is too busy falling against the counter with hysterical laughter to really hear. Lizzy almost seems affronted by her Papa’s lack of concern for her Daddy’s current situation.

Kurt’s laughter calms to a slight chuckle and he makes his way to see his husband’s face, which just so happens to be beet red, “Trouble, honey?” He asks sweetly, trying to mask more laughs as he runs a soft hand over Matty’s soft blonde hair as he sits gurgling happily in his bumbo chair.

Blaine glares and then says, “I begged her not to go and get you.”

Kurt chuckles and then puts a hand on top of Lizzy’s curls as she climbs onto a chair at the table, “But you forget, honey, that our sweet Lizzy is always out to help people. Just like her Daddy.”

Blaine rolls his eyes but has to concede that it’s true, “So are you going to help me?”

“Are you going to tell me what happened first?” Kurt throws back with a raised eyebrow.

Blaine sighs, “Lizzy did it to Matty and we thought it was cute so we took pictures. And then she asked me to do it and I thought ‘Why not?’” He shrugs helplessly.

“I think you got your answer to why not.” Kurt surmises.

“Yeah yeah. So…a little help?” Blaine asks again.

So Kurt spends 10 minutes attempting to remove Lizzy’s Charlie Brown Halloween candy bucket from it’s stuck position overturned on his husband’s head…after first taking copious amounts of pictures of course.

#klaine advent 2017 #klaine advent: bucket #my loves #klaine #my stuff #klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction

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elliot-orion · 4 years ago

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Writeblr Re-Intro

I’ve seen quite a few people do this in the past couple weeks so i figure i probably should too considering how stinking long its been. so. hi there! I’m Elliot, and I use they/them pronouns! I’m a college kid majoring in creative writing and anthropology and regret doing both. I have a 9 year old emotional support cat, Van Gogh, who enjoys snoring, getting fur in my mouth, and chewing on my headphones. In addition to writing, I crochet amigurumis, play flight rising, bake like mad, obsess over dragons and stuffed animals, and spend way too much time thinking about superheroes.

I mostly write LGBT+ Young Adult/New Adult fiction, and recently published my first novel, “Sparks Fly.” You can see a tumblr summary of it here. “Sparks Fly” and the majority of my stories take place in the expansive Dark Heart Universe full of not so heroic Super Heroes and Super Villains with questionable but not necessarily bad morals. But I like to dabble all over and have WIPs including a horror duology, a scifi roadtrip story, and about 800 other WIPs that are going nowhere because I’m a pantser and that’s how i roll. Expect to see me name drop some characters or a story, tag it in one ask game, and then never mention it again rather frequently. I apologize in advance. The main stories you will actually see me mentioning a bunch are below the cut.

I technically have a website, and I technically have a twitter, but the former is a mess because I can’t program or remember to regularly blog and the latter i never use because social media scares me. Think there’s like 10 tweets on it and all of them are niche shitposts about my stories so... yea. I do have a Pinterest though, where you can find boards for most of my stories as well as a few of the name dropped once stories. so that’s fun. This intro is a mess.... Anyways, below the cut are some quick summaries of my main WIPs. If you want to learn more about the world that half of these are a part of (the DHU), look through this tag because my only summary series of it is way out of date.

Woodsmoke

A DHU novel. Woodsmoke is a Hero who 100% should not be going to the worst Villain in town, Stardust, for help, but fuck it he doesnt have any other option. In return for helping Woodsmoke save a whole bunch of school kids, Stardust demands Woodsmoke owes him a favor - he has to help Stardust and his gang get rid of the Director of the city’s Supers Association branch. The only probably is, the Director control everything, and Woodsmoke is utterly terrified of him. But, he owes a favor, and he’s even more afraid of what Stardust could do to civilians than he is of what the Director could do to him. When it all goes wrong, maybe its time for him to give up being a Hero and stop being Woodsmoke. Maybe it’s time to just be Vincent again, and finally heal from the damage the SA has done. This is on its fourth draft and still needs about 2 or so more (guessing here), but will hopefully be the next DHU book released (dont quote me on that im winging this)

Nightmare at the Lily Pad Inn

A DHU novel. Ben, who’s technically a Villain but really just can’t control their powers for shit and their powers are like, really scary so its bad, is on the run from their sociopathic asshole brother. They wind up at the Lily Pad Inn, a safe haven for Villains no matter what they’ve done, run by the cinnamon roll sweetheart Matty and their husband, Blue. While there, Ben meets Oliver, another not-technically-bad Super who can’t control his powers, and meets up with Morty, their best friend. Shit happens i guess idk i’ve not written a real summary for this one yet leave me alone. It’s on the first draft and its not even finished and i have no idea what the ending is because im a pantser go away.

Novella Collection

A DHU collection i guess. I’m not quite sure what else to call this because it’s made of three or so different novellas that I intend to fit together into a collection of novellas. The three novellas includes: the Empath, about Charlie who may just be the worlds most powerful empath and his partners who are very not happy with their area’s Director wanting Charlie to do something that could 100% kill him; Hell in High Heels, a historical DHU story about the Terra (Kitty), the Earth Elemental of the time, and Fer-De-Lance (Hattie), the Poison Elemental, and how they get married sorta unwillingly (thanks SA), break a shit ton of stereotypes, and help win World War 2.; and finally Wildfire, about the current day Fire Elemental and the Villain he really shouldn’t be so attracted to but 100% is and them chilling and being gay and idk this one needs a lot of work. All of these novellas have only had 1 draft and are still needing a lot of work.

And now for some not dhu stories...

The Other Beings / The Doll Maker

This is that horror duology I mentioned earlier. The Other Beings follow Nathan. He got sucked into the terrifying world of the Other Beings (well, 5 worlds actually), when he was 7 years old because of a brother he’s never quite forgiven for making him and his pseudo-sister Hazel hunt minor Beings for his whole childhood and fucking Nate up massively. He managed to leave the horror of the Other Beings for all of seven years before he was sucked back in by the Doll Maker, an Other Being with a penchant for turning pretty children and people into ball-jointed dolls. Turns out a horde of Other Beings is coming after him because of his dad which is a Bad and now he’s having to run as a human macguffin and trust me - he’s not happy about it. Only the Other Beings draft 1 has been written because it’s a dark story and with covid i have not have the mental energy to work on it more, but it’s super fun and i adore it. The Doll Maker, the second book, is solely about Doll Maker and his shit.

Paper Stars

Paper Stars is the scifi I mentioned, and just might be one of my favorite things I’ve ever written, even though its only had one draft because it’s hella depressing (literally, the mc River is seriously suicidal) and with all the shit in my life rn i haven’t had the strength to work on it more. but i adore the story. Basically, River’s life has gone to hell since his Grandpa died and the only thing making him hold on is really his alien best friend, Keio. When his depression gets even worse, he finally asks Keio to take him away from Earth and to space to escape his problems. This works, kinda, i mean he falls in love and shit (yes River falls in love with a seal furry alien, please go through the tag its great), but eventually he knows he has to face his problems and get help because this is a realistic story about depression and love doesnt cure all and you cant run from mental illness. It’s great.

That’s kinda all the main stories i mention a lot, all the others are little things i start and stop or that i write a self indulgent first draft but never intend to take it any further. all of these i fully intend to publish one day tho. So... yea. Welcome to my blog, its chaos but we have a good time.

#Intro #intro post #dhu #woodsmoke #nlpi #nightmare at the lily pad inn #wildfire #hell in high heels #paper stars #the doll maker #the empath #writelr #My writing #writeblr #amwriting

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songof-hope · 7 years ago

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Mattie and the Myths (ch7)

So a bit of a delay on this chapter but hopefully it makes up for the past couple chapters. Mattie likes the changes she sees when she returns from holiday but a mysterious man puts everyone back on edge.

Can be read on FF.net

There was an odd tension that had began to build itself up with the months that had passed. There was something off between Lucien and Jean and for the first time, Mattie thought she would be relieved when she went on summer holiday. The air in the room stiffened a bit after Jean had brought a date home. Nothing came from it, with the exception of bickering words between her and Lucien. Mattie hadn't seen him come around in a while and when she asked Jean about it she just brushed it off as nothing important, telling her he wouldn't be coming around anymore. She frowned at the touch of sadness in Jean's eyes and gave her hand a squeeze but left it at that.

Mattie had recently taken to reminding Lucien of important dates and warning him of his mood in attempt to ease some of the tension, which had minor success. "You need to be very nice to her." "Maybe adding a thank you or a touch of appreciation around the house would be nice." "Next week is Jean's birthday." Lucien was slowly learning to be more considerate when it came to how he directly affected Jean but she was still not safe from his indirect effects. The ones that left Jean constantly defending Lucien and even her own standing. Mattie knew what was being said, she heard the whispers that were spread around town.

Personal issues aside, and there seemed to be many, tensions were also caused from knowing there was still a poacher on the rise. A person out there who's goal in life was to do the exact opposite of what they did at the Center. Finding two creatures mutilated and knowing there was nothing anyone could do about it seemed to dampen everyone's spirits. That and the threat it posed to their lives as well. After all, a criminal doesn't get away with something like this for this long because he or she is kind.

So yes, Mattie was thrilled to be out on holiday. Away from the tensions and drama of her secret world. That being said, she still adored the letters she and Jean wrote back and forth. Her son, Jack, had come to visit after a stint in jail and although Mattie would have liked to meet him, Jean said he probably wouldn't be coming around. That she would love to have him close to her but he was off with his friends, travelling. Jean's careful script wavered a bit on those sentences and Mattie wondered what that meant. On a lighter note, her oldest, Christopher, was being stationed in Adelaide and she was thrilled to have him closer. Jean claimed she and Lucien were getting on much better lately when Mattie had inquired but Mattie thought she would believe that when she saw it for herself. The final thing they had discussed (in secret of course) was the status of the poacher who was still on the rise. Mattie worried for them while she was away. Worried for the creatures who dwelled in the wild, away from the safety of the Center. She couldn't fathom how someone could do something so evil. The horrors Mattie saw when she snuck into Dr. Harvey's exam room were burned into her mind. Creatures lying lifeless, missing beaks and fur. She still felt the threat of tears swell when she thought about it.

P.S. Lucien and Charlie send their love.

Upon Mattie's return, she had noticed a bit of camaraderie between Lucien and Jean. The uncomfortable tension was eased and replaced by something else entirely but Mattie couldn't put her finger on it. She asked Charlie about it. She knew he would tell her, of course, after he told her it was none of their business. He told her about Jack's visit, how awful the tension was and how broken Jean seemed, how she and Lucien seemed to form a common understanding after Jack left. He noticed them communicating better in the Center as well after a few cases, like they shared something they hadn't before. Mattie was relieved. She didn't like seeing them at odds, pretending that they weren't for her sake. She did try her best to hide her beaming smile every time she saw a touch that lingered a bit too long or heard comments offered to one another in a conspiratorial tone.

She had been so relieved at the changes within the Blake residence that she almost forgot about the trouble that surrounded them. Almost.

Playing in the garden with Saphira one day had caused that air of uncertainty to arise once again. Saphira had been flaunting her art of camouflage, vanishing into the air, her purring and constant brushing reassuring Mattie that she was still there. Lucien watched them fondly from the window within the house. A man had walked up the path to the Blake residence and gave Mattie a nod as he passed. He had a bandage wrapped around the arm he was holding to his chest. Mattie would have wondered at the identity of this strange man she had never crossed paths with if she had not had a more concerning situation at her side.

Beside her, Saphira was letting out a low growl and Mattie could feel the air shift as the wildcat paced in front of her. As soon as the man's back had turned Mattie suddenly felt as though she was being pushed. She was being pushed. Saphira was pushing he her into the secret entrance of the Center with much force, her tail constantly wrapping around Mattie in a possessive manner. She hadn't even looked up to see Lucien disappear from the window with an apprehensive look on his face.

Feeling a bit shell shocked from the sudden shift in mood, Mattie allowed Saphira to lead her back to her habitat, sitting with her, listening to the sounds from upstairs. She couldn't make out any words but she heard murmurs and footsteps. The initial tone was Jean's, most likely welcoming the man into the surgery, then came Lucien's. Even without words she recognized that tone, the one that was incredibly pleasant and incredibly fake, the one he used around high society folks whose company he didn't truly enjoy. Something was wrong and she didn't know what. She thought it would be best if she stayed down in the Center until the man left, Saphira still needed comfort and to feel as though she was protecting Mattie anyway.

It was well after the strange man had left that Mattie had awoken to fingers gently brushing the hair away from her face. She knew it was Jean, she always had a gentle way about her when it came to Mattie. The serenity that easily flowed was suddenly drained away as the memories from earlier flooded back. When had she fallen asleep? What time was it? How could she have fallen asleep when she had something important to tell him?

"Where's Lucien? I need to tell him something. It's important." She sputtered, jolting upright, adrenaline threatening to fill her veins. She couldn't fight the feeling that something was off.

"Lucien's out for a bit, said he needed to check on something for a case. I'm sure he'll be back soon, he's been out for a while."

"No, that man. I need to tell him. Saphira, she knew him. He needs to know." She gasped in short sentences, trying to ground herself with the feeling of Jean's steadying hands on her shoulders as she wavered from getting up too quickly.

"Darling, I need you to breathe for me okay? Take a deep breath and tell me what happened."

Doing as she was told, Mattie took a shaky breath and recounted her story of what had happened earlier to Jean and watched as the understanding formed in her eyes.

"He knows." She breathed, more to herself then to Mattie.

Without breaking her gentle guise, the panic threatening to break through, Jean guided Mattie upstairs and immediately went to the phone.

"Yes, Matthew, it's Jean. It's about Lucien. I think he's in danger."

Mattie listened as Jean recounted the story to the Superintendent, filling in the blanks as to what Mattie missed upstairs as well as any information she had on the man. She tried to stay calm but it was proving to a challenge. She heard Jean sound somewhat desperate when she implored them to find Lucien before hanging up and settling into the chair next to Mattie.

Nearly two hours had passed since Jean had called with Mattie's revelation. Mattie tried to focus on the soothing motions of Jean's thumb running over the back of her hand as it sat below hers on the table. Their tea was long gone and their nerves now truly had time to settle in. Mattie was fighting off sleep, her head beginning to droop a bit lower, and she could tell Jean was about to persuade her to go to bed by the way her hand shifted to brush through Mattie's hair. She had just opened her mouth to tell her so when a shrill ring of the phone broke the silence, sending them both rigid as Jean quickly rose to answer.

"Oh Matthew, I was just about to call you to check in, I -," Mattie heard the air leave Jean's lungs as she froze. "Is he? Okay. Y-yes, we'll meet you at the hospital then."

Mattie felt her stomach drop as Jean turned to her, eye's reflecting the same emotions as Mattie's although hiding them better.

What had Lucien gotten himself into?

#tdbm fic #tdbm #the doctor blake mysteries #mattieandthemyths #mattie o'brien

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agentxthirteen · 8 years ago

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Thinking Liberally Newsletter 1/23/17

Party like it's 1984:

If you have twitter, check whom you follow. Some people were following Trump, Melania, Pence, or Spicer without their knowledge. Twitter claimed it was a bug from when Obama moved to @BarackObama, but there are reports that people who never followed the @POTUS, @FLOTUS, etc accounts are now following them. (By the way, Obama's tweets as president are archived at @POTUS44.)

Did you notice how Trump got an unusual amount of applause at his first press conference? The press attested that Trump had employees in the wings to clap and laugh at his jokes. The same thing happened when he gave a speech at the CIA - in front of the Memorial Wall, no less. For which Trump is drawing a bit of fire. BTW, correlation is not causation, but morale at the CIA is allegedly at an all-time low. Oh, and look. Here's an article confirming that Trump brought a cheering section to his speech, and that relations between Trump and US intelligence agencies are now worse than before.

Also, beware: When the National Parks Service tweeted comparative photos of Trump and Obama's inaugurations, they were barred from tweeting again - even if it was only about weather updates.

After obvious lies - or, as Kellyanne Conway says, "alternate facts" - one quote to keep in mind is from George Orwell: "The party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command." (By the way, Sean Spicer is getting flack from other press secretaries - including Hillary Clinton's press secretary, Brian Fallon. Of course, the press knows the Spicer is a liar and has been for a long time.) Some have noted that the administration is aware that everyone knows they're lying - their constant lies are a way of saying they don't care. The best way to combat it? Keep demanding the truth - if nothing else, they'll have to waste time lying or convincing people that no one cares about the lies. I particularly love this tweet pointing out one of the lies. Keep it up, media!

Oh, and some people have noticed that Facebook posts critical of Trump have had privacy settings changed- these people have noticed that their posts can now only be seen by themselves.

The press was banned from Trump's DC hotel during the inauguration week.

Now might be a good time to point out you can download the Labor Department's Women's Bureau's resources in case they disappear in the future.

The Trumps evidently ignore the press and the press's requests for comments until it's time for a retraction.

Companies are already careful of what announcements they make, even recycling old press releases, to avoid pissing off the Don.

Links to inform and terrify:

As you can imagine, it's been an INCREDIBLY busy week for news. First, the terrifying stuff:

Day One of Trump's administration, he:

Signed an executive order to "ease the burdens of Obamacare." Also in the article: He signed paperwork to elevate James Mattis and John Kelly to his defense secretary and homeland security secretary, respectively.

Reversed Obama's mortgage fee cuts, leading to this bit of regret from a Trump supporter...

Trump caused a lot of concern when he scrubbed the info on the White House site, including policies to on healthcare, civil rights, and LGBTQ sections. This is normal for administrations. Two things caused concern when material appeared on the site again: the promotions for Melania's jewelry line and Trump's "America First" action plan.

Stated, through his administration, that environmental regulations should be cut back to increase American wages. Pretty sure it 1) doesn't work like that, and 2) those figures he used to justify getting rid of regulations on clean water, etc, are wrong. The Atlantic actually focused on whether or not regulations kill jobs in this piece.

A new budget proposes no funding whatsoever for National Endowment for the Arts and National Endowment for the Humanities and ending federal appropriations for the Corporation of Private Broadcasting. There's still a chance Trump won't see it through, but so far, he's shown a higher regard for the Heritage Foundation's opinion than the American people's. And unfortunately, he's using the Heritage Foundation's dream budget as a template.

He also may cut funding to Violence Against Women Programs, based on that same Heritage Foundation dream template. This seems like a good idea to point out that Trump has nominated more men accused of sexual assault to his cabinet than he has women.

In terrifying things that you may regret watching, here's Trump blowing a kiss to FBI Director James Comey. You may remember that Comey is supposed to be investigating Trump. He was much more enthusiastic about investigating the Clintons - and has been since 2001. Maybe if Bill had blown him a kiss...

The lawsuits against Trump begin. One from Citizens for Responsibility and Ethics in Washington (CREW) to stop Trump from profiting from foreign businesses, and another from the ACLU.

After trying to help boost Trump's support among black voters, Kanye West is deemed not "traditionally American" enough to perform at the inauguration.

We have Betsy Devos's ethics report, and the vote to confirm her has been postponed. Rex Tillerson, though, is inching closer, so get your activists hats on!

Yeah, Trump's inaugural cake was a copy of Obama's. On purpose!

Only 28 of 690 appointments nominated so far. The thought of what will happen this week is terrifying. And, that's only the appointments. As for everyone else... Actually, the outgoing administration has no idea if anyone in the Trump administration has even read the briefing reports Obama's crew put together.

Trump's DOJ has determined that hiring his son-in-law is not against anti-nepotism laws.

Anti-vaxxer Dr. Andy Wakefield attended Trump's inaugural ball. I'm afraid to offer the odd on him soon being offered a cabinet position...

That inaugural speech that Trump wrote himself (in the Mar-A-Lago hallway, no less)? Yeah, not so much. (Also, sharpies? Really? After the unmarked filing folders at the press conference, I can safely say this administration has a prop problem.) And in case you were curious where the phrase "America First" came from and why it was so predominant, here. Warning for if you don't like Nazis and the KKK, that link has a lot about them. Given who wrote the speech, I suppose that goes without saying. (And no, Donald Trump isn't writing the new @POTUS tweets - those are from a "former" fake news promoter.)

The administration is so organized that Corey Lewandowski had trouble getting into the inauguration.

The inauguration parade could have been so much worse. The sparsely-attended event could have included military tanks. (My favorite review of the parade: "It's almost like a funeral.")

Trump has yet to resign from his businesses.

Trump's political career got started with the birther lie. Bill Moyers and four historians discuss the reasoning behind the lie and how it was allowed to fester.

Meet Norman Vincent Peale, Trump's spiritual guide behind Trump's self-confidence. (Or as some could argue, delusion. If only he hadn't won!)

Say hello to Steve Mnuchin, the man who "forgot" to disclose $100 million in assets. He might soon be our Treasury Secretary! Speaking of people Trump is working with, meet Stephen Miller, one of the people helping write Trump's speeches. And we can't forget John Gore, who defended discriminatory laws in North Carolina. He's on his way to the Civil Rights Division at the Department of Justice!

DC contractors for Trump's DC hotel say they're owed millions.

Donald Trump has a Secretary of Agriculture in mind. Surprise, he's an old white guy, who is also Georgia's first Republican governor since Reconstruction. Sonny Purdue! You might remember him from the time he led a prayer on the Capitol steps for rain. (Is this a good time to point out it started raining as soon as Trump began his inaugural speech? No? Warning: autoplay in the link.)

The Endangered Species Act is also at risk.

This Washington Post article about Trump and accessibility is an interesting read.

Some notes on what mammograms and IUDs would cost in each state if we lose the ACA.

And now, some high notes:

Not only is Trump the least popular incoming president we've had in living memory, but protesting him is now one of the most popular things to do! It wasn't a local phenomenon, either - in addition to at least 633 cities in the US (the folks in Mentone, AL were not included in that number), there were Women's March protests all over the world. Crowd scientists report that there were three times as many people attending protests than Trump's inauguration, and that was just in DC! (The viewing numbers for the inauguration are in, and Trump also got lower ratings than Obama, Reagan, and Jimmy Carter. He is, naturally, upset about this and thinks everyone - i.e., the media - is lying.)

Some signs from marches (warning: autoplay, so don't watch at work)

Some pictures from marches around the world - including Antarctica!

Video of march from DC rooftop (warning: video!)

More photos from around the world - gorgeous!

More photos from around the world. You really get the two impressions from this set - 1) Trump is unpopular, if not outright hated, worldwide, and 2) Bush's place in history has officially improved.

Carrie Fisher's legacy lives on! (The link includes a speech by Trump you'll WANT to see!)

Charlie Brotman might not have kept his job as the inaugural announcer thanks to the 45th president, but he certainly had plans on the 21st!

READ. THIS.

The Women's March is still getting final numbers in, but is already one of the largest protests in US history!

A lot of media outlets have other things to focus on, so I'd like to draw your attention to the Sikhs handing out water bottles and food at the protests.

Fan of the march? They already have some action topics for Monday. Trump will likely try to avoid seeing pictures, but Congress can't ignore so many demands to save ACA and stop Jeff Sessions! (I don't think us leaving the UN is a viable threat right now, but the first two definitely are!)

Yes, the marches got noticed - by the media, at least.

Oh, by the way - there was an anti-gay protest outside Comet Ping Pong - they were soon drowned out by pro-LGBTQ protesters! Anti-protests included a dance party! (Dance party protests seem to be popular at the moment, actually...)

No arrests, despite millions of protesters across the nation!

Someone who allegedly knew Richard Spencer in school shares some character insight that might cheer you up!

Trump's transition to settling in at the @POTUS account is sad - if you're a fan of his, at least. Everyone else, have fun reading about it!

Despite Trump and Kellyanne insisting that no one cares about Trump's taxes, the official White House petition for Trump to release his tax returns has surpassed the threshold required for an official response!

There's already a creature named after Donald Trump. Neopalpa donaldtrumpi has a golden head and small genetalia.

Every book Obama recommended during his Presidency. And speaking of Obama, he's not done.

In conclusion, Edmund Burke once said, "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." This country and its citizens' allies around the world have shown that they're going to do something. The American people have always had a stubborn streak when it came to being told what to do, and at this point in time, we have more people interested in resistance than we ever had. Even in the American Revolution, only roughly a third of the country supported independence. Only around 20% of the population voted for Trump, and many of those voters are coming to regret it as he keeps up his Trumpness.

So take heart. Yes, there's a long, hard, bumpy road ahead of us, but we are not walking it alone, and we won't stop walking until we get our country back. As others have noted, it isn't enough just to protest Trump, we must defy him. At least we know we won't be doing it alone.

#politics #donald trump #united states #we're so screwed #call everyone you can #since i got this together trump signed executive orders #banning us funds for abortion or birth control outside of the us #putting a federal hiring freeze on non-military personnel #stating his intentions to withdraw from the tpp #and we have no idea what else #because the white house won't tell anyone #yet #so that's not scary at all

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patheticphallacy · 6 years ago

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Another month, another wrap up!

I got a lot of reading done in the first two weeks in the month as I had to take some time off from Uni for mental health reasons. It was a rough time, and the only things I could bring myself to do was read and blog. I felt bad not doing Uni work, but if I hadn’t taken that time, I would have pushed myself too far and been even worse than I already was.

READING WRAP UP

The Duchess Deal by Tessa Dare [3.75 stars; Tessa Dare’s Girl Meets Duke series is by far my favourite of hers, really enjoyed this first book! Such quick reads]

The Governess Game by Tessa Dare [3.25 stars; not as good as The Duchess Deal, but still enjoyed it for the astronomy elements and the banter!]

A Head Full of Ghosts by Paul Tremblay [4 stars; this was scary at the start and just grew more and more sad as we got closer to the end and realised what was, realistically, happening]

A Study in Charlotte by Brittany Cavallaro [5 stars; Charlotte Holmes is my girlfriend and this is my new favourite series]

Oroonoko by Aphra Behn [1 star; not good, my university is ruining me with our reading]

Jim Henson’s Labyrinth: The Novelization by A.C.H Smith [2.5 stars; it was okay, but not amazing; if you’re as familiar with the film as me, you could probably skip this]

Fence #12 by C.S. Pacat [3 stars; not the best finale, but I was super happy with the conclusion, and I love this cast. It feels like the art has grown progressively more jokey and juvenile as the series has gone on, which annoys me]

Heartstopper Volume 1 by Alice Oseman [5 stars, I would die for Charlie Spring to be happy]

Say Yes to the Marquess by Tessa Dare [3 stars; not my favourite Tessa Dare, although I did still enjoy the romance and the boxing/bulldog elements]

Lazaretto by Clay McLeod Chapman [4.5 stars; a truly horrifying comic about a flesh eating virus that breaks out on a college campus during the first week of school, not for the faint of heart. I genuinely wanted to throw up after finishing, but I loved it?]

Super Sons Volume 1 by Peter J Tomasi [4 stars; I love my super sons! My boys!]

Giant Days Volume 8 by John Allison [4 stars; I was so upset after finishing this I cried and then couldn’t sleep]

When a Scot Ties the Knot by Tessa Dare [3 stars; okay, not my favourite Tessa Dare, but it did what it came here to do]

Snotgirl Volume 1 by Bryan Lee O’Malley [3 stars; this was….. strange? But I enjoyed it?]

My Love Story Volume 4 by Kazune Kawahara [4 stars; love this series!]

Fullmetal Alchemist Volume 7 by Hiromu Arakawa [5 stars]

Fence Volume 1 by C.S. Pacat [4 stars]

Jonesy Volume 2 by Sam Humphries [3.5 stars]

Starry Eyes by Jenn Bennett [3.25 stars]

Jonesy Volume 3 by Sam Humphries [3.75 stars]

In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan [5 stars; I absolutely love this, and have a review planned for March!]

Pandora’s Legacy by Kara Leopard [2 stars; if the pacing and character development were better, this would have been amazing with the art and the mythology elements]

My Love Story!! Volume 5 by Kazune Kawahara [4 stars!]

The Moomins and the Great Flood by Tove Jansson [3 stars; I’m planning on watching the new Moomins series and really want to watch the old anime, so I thought I’d give this a read]

And my TBR JAR PICK FOR MARCH IS…… THE SILENT COMPANIONS BY LAURA PURCELL!!!!!

ESSAYS/ARTICLES I READ THIS MONTH

Deceptions by Ian Parker of The New Yorker: this article is about Dan Mallory, and it’s actually wild

Pull A Pig Dating Prank by Stephanie Yeboah: this is a heartbreaking article

Matty Healy GQ Interview by Anna Conrad: I adore Matty Healy, he’s so articulate and down to earth so every interview he does is incredible

TV SHOWS/MOVIES/VIDEOS I ENJOYED

I really enjoyed rewatching HOLES for the first time in years, and actually understanding a lot more of the humour and foreshadowing than before! Holes is the ultimate flawless movie I cannot be challenged on the truth

THE 1975 PERFORMED MY FAVOURITE SONG AT THE BRITS

I’ve been watching The Umbrella Academy on Netflix and it’s GREAT

WhittyNovels and HER CATSSSSSS [if you like reading vlogs, please watch Whitney!]

MUSIC I’VE BEEN ENJOYING

Talk [Demo] by RAMES

Free Flexin’ Tom Petty/Post Malone mashup

Paris Acoustic by The 1975

Make a Beast of Myself by Twin Atlantic; this song actually prompted me to make a whole new Spotify playlist of songs I listened to growing up from about the age of 9 to 13

Our Song by Taylor Swift

Bravado by Lorde

REVIEWS I POSTED

Lair of Dreams by Libba Bray

A Study in Charlotte by Brittany Cavallaro

A Head Full of Ghosts by Paul Tremblay