#verse; i am hugh

[iamselfmade]

Ever since the little “Soong family reunion,” the android had been gallivanting around Federation space. And, at first, he was gloating in his accomplishments; he had successfully confiscated his brother’s emotion chip, and although he still didn’t feel whole, at least the knowledge of Data’s impasse ensured him that neither of them would ever truly be perfect. However, after his many attempts at integrating himself into other organisations, such as the Rigellian Hunters, Suliban Nomads, and Nausicaan Outlaws, Lore had discovered that even those species had their prejudices toward artificial lifeforms ⸺ they were just as terrible as humans. This realisation made him feel an excruciating loneliness, which brought him to the conclusion to cease his illegal enterprises and roam the galaxy on his own, wishing, hoping he would find a place, a planet, where he could pursue his dreams and live among kindred spirits; individuals who would understand him, because they were like him, lost and forgotten…

   The Romulan Warbird he had commandeered from a Nausicaan Outlaw after he had double-crossed the idiot, was on auto-pilot until its sensors intercepted a distress call from a moon not far away from his current position. Curiosity, an intrinsic characteristic in every Soong-type android, compelled him to investigate, and he tapped the coordinates into the console, altering the Warbird’s trajectory.

   When the vessel arrived at its destination, Lore scanned the moon’s desolate surface for life signs. There was one, but how peculiar, it was half-humanoid, half-artificial. A cyborg? A Borg?

   Lore beamed down to the surface of the moon, and one glance at the lifeform confirmed his suspicions; a lonesome Borg. A smug grin was conjured to his synthetic countenance; he was going to derive great pleasure from taunting one of the Federation’s greatest foes. However, his resolution wavered when he advanced and realised that the Borg was… Wait. Were those tears? Was that Borg crying?

   Awkwardly, the android became stationary and whistled to garner the boy’s attention. Perhaps he could deal with the kid and salvage the ship? But then another thought struck him: what if this boy had been abandoned by the Collective? Discarded by his family, just like him? But what if it wasn’t? What if this was a trap?

   ‘D’you need a ride?’ he asked promptly, throwing all caution to the wind. ‘Because it doesn’t look like you’re going to get anywhere with that piece of scrap,’ he pointed out, gesturing to the crashed shuttle, which was clearly Borg in design. ‘My name’s Lore. What’s yours? Do Borg even have names?’

@spacetimewriter (Lore, cont. from here)

Funny. He had been so upset he hadn’t even noticed when this new stranger approached. He didn’t notice until the man whistled.

The man, an android, looked so much like Data it made Hugh’s heart ache even more and his face twisted up all over again. He sniffled and choked back a sob that escaped his throat in such a small hiccup. He missed Data. He missed Geordi. He missed Geordi so much! And Beverly!! Oh, he missed her warm smile. How she smelled how Hugh imagined a mom might smell. Floral, in a soft and gentle way.

But this wasn’t Data. He said his name was Lore and asked if he needed a ride. Was that an offer?

“My name is Hugh,” he answered, voice tight with emotion. It sounded so strange to his own ears. Strangled, like it was being forced through the vocal implant by a fist in his lungs. “I’m stuck. I’m not Borg anymore and the Collective-” He cut himself off as fresh tears began to fall. “The Collective doesn’t want me anymore.”

No one did.

“I’m stuck,” he repeated. “I’m stuck.”

He did need a ride off the moon. He just wished it was the Enterprise taking him back. The Enterprise was warm, comfortable, he’d even be okay being trapped in the brig for awhile. At least he had company. Guards, but they counted. This was the closest thing to homesick he’d likely experience. Rejected by two homes, now. If he could call them homes.

He hugged himself. “I don’t know what to do.”

[mostly-marvel-musings]

*also drops this in your inbox and runs away*

What in the—what? Whaaat 🥵

WHAT

Don’t you run away, come back! Come back right this second, we need to discuss ideas!!

[builtintripping]

Who gave SpongeBob the cute oversized Sweater

Jimmy: Dad knitted Spongebob a sweater, but he miscalculated the length of his arms and ended up oversizing the sleeves. Though Bob doesn't seem to notice that there was a mistake in the first place. He didn't let it hinder his arm movements, nor did he mind whenever bubble water stains his sleeves.

[general-kalani]

{ @redjaybird sent in; 🔪 🔜 or 'knife front’ // sender presses a knife on receivers’ throat from front [i think buck needs a visit anyway >>]

Prompt from here! }

"Well now hang on there mate, lemme enjoy my drink first 'fore ya decide t'kill me, huh?"

A sip of the beer, a hum of appreciation before he placed it down.

"Awright, now go for it... Always enjoyed a bitta knife play~"

[dramatisperscnae]

What type of villain are you? [yes I'm doing it again, for other muses, fight me >w>]

Then Let Me Be Evil

You never wanted to hurt anyone, but the world never gave you a choice. You did the best you could with what you had, but every innocent mistake you made was held against you when it counted, every crossroads led you down the wrong path no matter which way you went. No matter what you did, the odds were stacked against you. It wasn't fair, and you are sick and tired of being told what a monster you are for things out of your control. Well, fine. They want a monster? YOU'LL GIVE THEM A MONSTER!

The Betrayer

You like to do things up close and personal. As personal as you can get. You are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. Your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. Perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. Good or evil does not matter to you. All that matters is they get what they deserve.

[lovecla]

IF YOU LOVE ME, LET ME KNOW | jack hughes.

00.2. how did you and jack meet?

➴ warnings: none!!

➴ word count: 1k

➴ author’s note: mostly sophia’s first nhl concert and how she and jackie boy met. i spent the entire morning working on that Nonsense outro and i am gonna say that im very proud of it lmfao. hope u enjoy!

—♡

THE room looked full.

On the stage, you could feel dozens, hell, hundreds of eyes on you. Shanon had warned you that at least two hundred people were expected but damn.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our most expected guest for tonight, Sophia Montenegro!” A man’s theatrical voice was heard just before the first notes of Nonsense.

You and your team worked really hard to make this happen, because April flew by, really. Coachella was a hit and you got so many jobs out of it, it was crazy. But this was what you were looking forward to the most.

You sat on top of a piano, black dress shining with the lights directed at you. You smiled, feeling anxious and excited and maybe just a little bit nauseous too. There were men, women and children sitting in round tables in front of you, but what really caught your attention was the group of men sitting on the table right in front of the stage, all of them wearing shirts with your face in it. And they were screaming the loudest too.

“‘Think I only want one number in my phone, I might change your contact to ‘don’t leave me alone’.”

Singing for you meant living. It was a necessity, a need. Every time you stepped on a stage, you felt alive, you felt fulfilled. You felt like maybe you were on this planet for a reason, and that reason presented itself whenever the words came out of your mouth during a song.

So you enjoyed yourself, and watched as the other people did the same. Everyone seemed to enjoy the acoustic version of Nonsense— which you had never sung before, by the way— and it was so funny to see grown ass men singing the lyrics like their life depended on it.

“Lookin’ at you got me thinkin’ nonsense. Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in…”

“Please do the outro!” Someone shouted before the end verse and you giggled. You were already planning on doing it, but you gave the man a thumbs up either way.

“Shanon said I should keep it PG.

So, Father, I might need to be set free.

Because I really want a Devils in me.”

Loud cheers were heard and you smiled, biting your lip.

The rest of the little concert went well, and when you noticed it, you were dancing on the stage with another five players, who had two left feet and were probably a bit drunk too, but it was so much fun. One of them even asked for the mic so he could sing for a while too. You had the time of your life and you really hoped everyone else did too.

When the last song— Espresso— ended, you received a standing ovation. You felt yourself tearing up just a bit, and you closed your eyes, bowing your head.

“Thank you so much, everyone, I had so much fun tonight,” you started, voice wobbly and tired. “I didn’t know you guys were my biggest fans…”

“Nico here went to your concert!” Some guy shouted, pointing at the man— Nico, you suppose— beside him. You laughed, blowing him a kiss. The Nico guy looked like a tomato, face all red and cute, but he was wearing your merch too.

“Well, now I need to change and from what I’ve heard, we’ll have some delicious food and more amazing singers tonight, so please don’t leave!” You said, leaving the stage after another round of applause.

You found Grace in your dressing room, and you both hugged each other, yelling with excitement. “Can you believe this is our life, baby?!” Grace yelled, and you shook your head no. “I can’t either. Anyways. You have to change into a jersey and I have to take pictures of you with it.”

You looked at the jerseys hanging on the wall in front of you and smiled. “Can I have a Nico one, please?”

—♡

AFTER taking pictures with the players and their families— some of them had daughters who loved you as well—, you found yourself near the food table. You were deadass starving and you needed to get your hands on a hot dog before you passed out. Oh, and a drink as well. It was hot there.

“You got the wrong number on your back.”

You heard a playful voice behind you and you would’ve cursed, if you hadn’t had your mouth full of bread. You tried to swallow it all before you actually turned around.

What you saw was… interesting. It was probably one of the youngest guys in there, perhaps even the same age as you, and he had beautiful, blue eyes. He was wearing a white jacket and a Devils cap, so he was definitely one of the players on the team.

“Wrong number?” You asked, looking at your jersey again, the #13 plastered on your arms and back.

“Yeah. Should be wearing an eighty-six jersey instead.” He smirked.

“Let me guess. That’s your number?”

“That’s the best number. A girl like you shouldn’t be wearing anything less.”

You ignored the compliment (was it even a compliment?) and plastered a smirk on your face, too.

“I think I’m fine with Nico’s number on me. Since he’s the captain and all,” you shrugged. “He also went to my concert so that proves he is the best.”

“Sweetheart, you seriously need someone to show you what best means,” he stepped closer and suddenly your heart was racing all over again. “I happen to be the right person for it.”

“Right person?” You chuckled. “Got your hopes way too high, don’t you, lover boy?”

He shrugged, the confident smirk never leaving his face.

“Just an offer. You did say you wanted a Devils inside you.”

You audibly scoffed. This handsome ass man, with the tiniest bit of an accent and a huge lot of an attitude had some balls.

But then again. Last time you had sex with someone was a year ago, with your ridiculous ex-boyfriend, Harris. You were feeling pretty needy, but with all the work and energy you had to put into your performances, you just didn’t find the time to deal with other dipshits.

At least this one looks like he knows here your clit is.

You stepped closer, noticing how you tilted your head up so you could look into his eyes.

“Is the offer still up?”

He smiled, cocking his head to the side.

“For you, doll? It will always be.”

[astrawr1tes]

astra. 20. she her. est. | hi, everyone! i am looking for fellow writers for long-term roleplays of the media listed below.

about me. literate to novella, lowercase, third person, past tense, multi-muse & ship, character-driven, plot-centric. fandom roleplays only, no tupperbot, please! i’m very active both ic and ooc, and aim for daily replies at the very least. expect media-appropriate themes & violence. i write all genders and possible shipping pairings (oc / oc, canon / canon, canon / oc), and i enjoy a variety of such. writer of both canon and original muses. 80-20 plot smut ratio, huge lover of nsfw headcanons. i literally adore worldbuilding, creating lore, sharing headcanons, making ocs just for the roleplay, and overall rambling. i will gush about our characters, ships and plots for actual hours if given the opportunity!

looking for. activity both out of and in roleplay. i’m generally just looking to friends be friends with those i write with! communication is very important to me, and i appreciate receiving it as much as i give it. enthusiasm for plotting and gushing about characters and ships is a huge plus! i do not write with people who only write female and bottom muses, or male x female pairings. again, variety! the more muses—both canon and original—the more ships, the more variety, the merrier!

fandoms + canon / canon ships & notes. fandoms i’m currently interested in are italicized! please note i am a huge multishipper and i love many more ships beyond what is listed below.

avatar. jake + neytiri, lo’ak + tsireya.

avatar: the last airbender. zuko + sokka, katara + toph, aang + toph, katara + aang. | looking for a post-atla sort of thing but unfortunately, tlok does not exist to me!

castlevania. trevor + sypha, alucard + trevor, olrox + mizrak.

demon slayer. amane + kagaya, obanai + mitsuri, giyuu + shinobu, kokushibo + muzan, douma + kokushibo, akaza + kyojuro, tengen + kyojuro, giyuu + sanemi, shinobu + misturi, obanai + sanemi, kyojuro + giyuu. | please note i have not read the manga, though i am aware of how it ends.

house of the dragon / fire and blood. alicent + criston, gwayne + criston, ulf + hugh, | have not finished a song of ice and fire but i’m doing my best. i also do not care for season two of hotd, so i am looking for canon divergence beyond season one! i don’t mind including certain things, however!

jujutsu kaisen. satoru + suguru, satoru + sukuna, toji + sukuna, nobara + maki, yuji + megumi. | again, please note i have not read the manga. i am aware of how it ends, but i am looking for something different.

transformers. megatron + optimus, bulkhead + wheeljack, ratchet + wheeljack, ultra magnus + wheeljack, dreadwing + optimus, knockout + breakdown, smokescreen + bumblebee, soundwave + shockwave.

marvel (venom & spider-verse saga). miles + gwen, miguel + peter b.

if this interests you, feel free to like this post or message me. limits, basic overview of ocs and ships, etc, can be discussed here before we move to discord!

[strahmsicles]

Hello!

I'm making another rp call out post🙏I'm heavily interested to write something regarding the HEU, whether it be hannigram, spacedogs, royal instincts, tristhad, or another ship I am so willing to hear out! (There's so much to ship and do, its great)

I mainly only write hugh's characters, as I am most comfortable with writing them. I'm most versed in writing Will, Adam (Raki), Aiden, Grigg and Galahad! However, I am most certainly open to write Adam (Towers), Luke Brandon and even try Bobby Bronson!

Some of my favorite ships are hannigram, spacedogs, dogsdogs, tristhad, royal instincts, spacekraiser, but again happy to explore around!!

I'm semi lit/lit, and I do prefer 18+ as I am 21. I am in the EST time zone, and currently a full-time uni student so my replies may be delayed sometimes!! I also prefer to write over disc!

Please feel free to drop me a comment or DM <3 I would love to rp and possibly make friends too !!

STATUS: ACCEPTING RPS !!

Thank you!

[someguynamededdie]

Well well well. It appeared we have a winner… Is what i would say if i at all cared about what the final tally was!!

Yeah that’s right!! The vote had almost nothing to do with my final decision. No no no. It was what I said after that truly mattered.

And man. Did some of you understand the assignment.

First talk about some honorable mentions that I had not mentioned in the poll but were recommended anyway: Hallowoods and Alice Isn’t Dead!

I’m sorry to the one person who said Hallowoods but there’s a reason it was not included in my poll. I fell asleep in the middle of the first episode and by the time I woke up I had not a clue what was happening, and couldn’t be bothered to restart the episode. I have not touched it since. I am so sorry. Alice Isn’t Dead on the other hand is in my library and I will listen to it! Eventually! Maybe.

Another honorable mention goes to Wolf359, which did come in second, and did have a considerable amount of support behind it, however the pizzazz of the propaganda was… lacking.

Now for the REAL winners of this post. That’s right, winners plural. I’m planning on eventually tackling all of these pods but there were a few standouts! Wolf359 really stood no chance against: Joe Biden Sex Coma.

No other propaganda was necessary. No additional votes were needed. In Third Place I’ll be listening to Slit Verses! I can’t wait to… stare on drywall for 7 hours! I already do that with Malevolent, so what’s 7 hours more!

But two other shows had something Slit Verses did not.

Horse discourse.

I am bewitched. I am enthralled. What the fuck could any of this mean? Not only had two of the official podcast accounts responded to me talking about god damn HORSES of all things, but brought rabid fans with them. Also FRANCIS HUGHES, EDITOR OF WITHERBURN AFTER SCHOOL NEWS??? KYATHEDINO #1 FIC WRITER OF WITHERBURN AFTER SCHOOL NEWS??!??!!

Witherburn’s fandom was much more vocal in the tags, which is fair since the show is much newer and has a much smaller fan base.

So yes, WOE.BEGONE may have won the popular vote, but much like American Politics, it doesn’t matter what the majority of people want or need, I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want and ruin everyone’s lives. I’m going to finish Witherburn, start to w.bg, and then start to Slit Verses.

This weeklong charade of fairness was for naught. You have been bamboozled. So long and good night.

[tainebot01]

End of year animatic clearout!

Going on a trip over the new year, so I'm just gonna be leaving this here until I get back - a bunch of ideas I had for animations, animatics, pmvs, etc that I never got around to making. Rather than letting them sit around gathering dust as I regret not doing them, I just want to throw them out into the ether and see if they click for someone else.

I might end up making some of these eventually, just feel like there's a difference between having an idea and making something good with that idea. I either feeI I lack the skills to execute these in the way I want, the effort-to-payoff ratio isn't worth the mental strain, I want to understand the context behind the audio before making anything with it, or I'm just too normal about the characters involved to make the idea work.

Some of these are pretty out there since my brain runs on an incredibly buggy version of Miles's Logic System, so here goes!

Planetary Go! - Klavier. Just think it fits him.

Sleepwalk - Miles and DL-6. This song reminds me of recurring nightmares where you can never quite remember what happened, only that there must be some cause..

Psycho Killer - Miles and DL-6. To me this feels more about a man who feels he's an irredeemable monster for things out of his control, rather than an actual killer. Though I really don't know how to make that clear in visual.

Shikabane no Odori - Dahlia Hawthorne. You know how in some myths butterflies are considered messengers from the afterlife? Yeah..

Bruno is Orange - Iris Hawthorne. I think this song's strangely fitting for a woman who's somewhat complicit yet clearly a victim of her family's crimes and can only make her situation clear through careful wording. I like it in concept, but I want to do her story justice and need to revisit AA3-5 to see it in full.

This one ProZD Audio - Fendershields and Verity. No explanation needed.

Saint Bernard - Simeon. Again, no explanation needed.

Animal Cannibal from Possibly in Michigan - Simeon. I think this one is a suprisingly accurate description of his backstory.

Bubblegum b*tch - Feenie and Dahlia/Iris. The song has the same upbeat yet ever so slightly duplicitous vibe as their college relationship, plus the line "I'm the girl you'd die for" is perfect in context.

How do I unbake a cake? - The IS-7 characters. Don't know who, just that it has to happen.

Too Sweet - Godot and Mia. I just think it fits them, okay..

Copycat - The Phantom. Again, it just fits.

The Monty Hall Problem - Miles, Nick, Eustace and Kay, No guessing who's who.

Digital silence (In particular the second verse) - The AAI2 Mastermind's Plan.

Why Am I Anxious? - just Miles questioning Wright's life choices.

This TOH Fandub - Eustace and Ex*lsius. No additional context.

Message Lost - Amelie, then Verity taking care of Shaun following Amelie's death. This one's ever so slightly left of the song's intentional meaning in story context.

Laplace's Angel - AAI2. Like, All Of It. I have thoughts on every single line and actually making this video might just make me lose my last few marbles.

Pork Soda - AA3-5. Same as above.

I Did Not Account For This - I2-5. Heard this song out of context and though the feeling of so many things happening at once fits the context of the buildup throughout this case.

Avalanche - Phoenix and his ties to the Feys throughout his life, particularly in T&T.

Life Itself - Hugh O' Connor. I feel it has that "in my mid 20s and slowly losing any chance of success in life" feeling. Though I want it to have some sort of hopeful ending.

Two Time - Trucy, and how she was used by the people she cares about, in two separate yet familiar ways.

Whipped Into Shape - Franziska. This one was a request I got through youtube and I kinda want to do it sometime.. after I actually get around to watching Legally Blonde and its musical adaptation.

This one IASIP Scene - Miles and Eustace. This dialog in the second half of the video straight up sounds like a conversation between these two.

Usseewa / Bitter Choco Decoration mashup - Fransiska and Eustace, and how they deal with the impossible expectations set by criminal fathers.

Grace Kelly - Wright, and how he constantly ends up changing himself for the people he loves.

The Bidding - The Themis Weirdos and the Love Triangle Rumour. The first verse made me think of Myriam, one thing led to another, and now this is stuck in my brain.

Well, better than the alternative - Nick and Miles over the 7 years and going into the AJ trilogy. Would elaborate, but thinking of this song for longer than 3 seconds makes me cry.

Here's to hoping at least one of these seems like a good idea! And if not... maybe there's something for a character playlist in there, idk.

[iamselfmade]

Spot was graced with the impulse to ingest my pilea mollis, hence why she is presently wearing her time-out paper bag as a penalty for her erroneous behaviour. This does, however, not deter her from consuming one of my other plants in the near future. Unfortunately...

"Shame! Shame bag for Spot! A terrible cat! I am going to kiss her little paws."

[mostly-marvel-musings]

The suit stays on

A/N: What? How’d this happen? I don’t even know. But it did. Here it is. I am back in the Jackman-verse now, voluntarily and irrevocably. I want to thank @stark-ironman for all the thirst trap pictures and encouragement 🩵 Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story!

Pairing: Hugh Jackman x F! Reader

Warning: 18+ smut. Minors DNI.

Main Masterlist

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“Oh no, the suit stays on.”

You had whispered against his ear when he was about to strip; you were at the end of your tether watching him strut his stuff for hours wearing that criminal outfit.

The ache between your legs had got to a point where you’d lost the ability to think straight. It wasn’t like your needs weren’t satiated mere hours ago, wasn’t like you were deprived of that gorgeous body that could only have been chiseled by the Gods, no.

You were well aware of how greedy you were being, but all your sense of rationality had found its way out the door when you’d seen your man walk out in the suit. The little salt and pepper bristle only added his sex appeal, making for additional friction each time it brushed against the most sensitive parts of you.

“Needy little thing, aren’t ya?” He had grunted, wrapping a hand around your throat with enough pressure that it walked a thin line between pleasure and pain. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Only when it comes to you.” You choked, smirking as you were rewarded with everything you had hoped for.

His cock travelled to the deepest parts of you, brushing the very spot that had you seeing stars as your walls clenched around him. Lust travelled over your skin leaving trails of goose-pimples while he impaled you, stoking the fire that burned deep within your core.

You wanted the man. No. You craved him. In every way. How was one ever supposed to get enough of Hugh Jackman?

You certainly weren’t opposed when he pulled out all of a sudden, only to bend you over the nearest desk, uncaring about the mess you’d already made. A primal grunt resounded off the thin walls as he entered your sopping heat again, not holding back at all this time.

With every thrust, you gripped the edge of the table tighter until your knuckles turned white, your climax approaching quick as you felt your thighs begin to twitch involuntarily.

“I—I’m so close—” you whimpered, revelling in the way his hips snapped against yours in an urgency you both felt.

“I know. Be a good girl and come all over this cock.”

Like the most obedient of students, your body willingly obliged to his command, making the coil inside your belly snap into smithereens. Your orgasm crashed over you like a violent wave, making your walls flutter as you cried out his name.

Reality was a mere distant thought as you allowed yourself to float on a cloud of ecstasy, your heart beating erratically against your ribcage and throbbing down there. You faintly registered his cum spilling on your lower back as he climaxed, making the most sinful noises that were music to your ears.

Cleaning up consisted mostly of lazy kisses and a crafty grin that refused to leave your lips. You had gotten your way again and you both knew it would continue in the future.

What do we think? It’s my first time writing for this man. (Will it be the last? Idk yet) ALSO I CAN’T WITH THIS LOOK 🫠

[omgeddon]

300,000 Kisses by Sean Hewitt & Luke Edward Hall

I keep this as short as possible (because I'm trying to dissociate for the rest of the year tbh)

👍 I love gay shit and I love old shit and I love humanising the great lost generastions of the past, so this couldn't really lose for me.

🦅 I thought starting with Ganymede was brave and smart for these two, refusing to shrink away from the classical legacy of pederasty to a broad audience is bold. Gotta respect that. It's a feature of classical literature that becomes more complicated over time, not less - and rightly so, as every generation piles condemnation or defence on top of the last so it's easy to get lost in it.

🌈 There are a lot of lovely little lessons from the classical period about identity and acceptance (and the lack of it obviously) which I enjoy. I think that's worth reflecting on [Now More Than Ever] because while the great global fash movement is obviously dedicated to deminishing the fruit brigade, I think even within the "progressive movement" (not a thing) things can so quickly become about policing, and correction, and definition, which is counter-productive. [IMO]. Just being is enough you know, the anatomisation of experience is an Enlightenment impulse, and I think the Classical Mind (and medieval actually) has us beat on that, in many respects. This is a conversation I'm not particularly interested in having to be honest because it bores me and it's irreconcilable anyway, but I can pull out a pin and throw. I don't care.

📚 Further Reading:

✅ If you liked this book: The Song Of Achilles by Madeline Miller

No brainer. Very period, very charming, very of this reimagining of the classics moment that's been happening since, well, since 9/11 i guess. Weird that this book, 300, and HBO's Rome are all part of the same movement, but they are I guess?

❌ If you didn't like this book: Gay Life Stories by Robert Aldrich

If you're not into the classical revivalism thing, but like feeling a part of a larger historical continuum of queerness, this might be more your bag. It's an anthology of queer biographies from across history and cultures, the majority are Western and Male, but effort has clearly been made to cover other cultures and experiences. It's a lovely little book, I can recommend it.

❔Other Stuff That Might Interest You ...

Tales from Metamorphosis by Ted Hughes

Blank verse retellings of some of Ovid's Metamorphosis. I am a big Ted Hughes fan, I get that not everyone is because of, you know, the suicidal wives thing. Not interested in getting into that, human relationships aren't team sports, you know? That's my take. But, of all the billion million Ovids that are out there, this is a fave. Really accessible, really tender, and yeah, probably there's a note of misogyny there. Hughes not gay, very hetero, and clearly a great lover and idoliser of women and femininity, as many male artists are, to perhaps the point of objectification. Which considering the nature of Metamorphosis, is not inappropriate maybe? Hughes also has an Oresteia, which is the best thing ever written in any language, tbh.

Frogs by Aristophanes (and Stephen Sondheim)

If you can bare to read classical drama, this is a cute one. It's not gay, but it is short, and it is "funny" to a modern reader (if you try to find it funny anyway). It's nice a low brow, plenty of dick and fart jokes. Taking the piss out of prominent Athenians of whom history leaves absolutely nothing else. The plot is an fruity actor from the Festivals is sick of plays being so shit since Aeschylus died, so he decends into the underworld to bring him back and save The Theatre. Sondheim did a flop musical version in the 70s, which Nathan Lane (and Whoopi Goldberg I think???) revived in the 00s. Also flopped. But the public has no idea what art is or whatevs. Check it out, if you can be at all bothered.

tl;dr:

[scotianostra]

27th July 1689 saw the Battle of Killiecrankie.

As soon as you hear the words "Whare hae ye been sae braw, lad?" it puts a smile on my face, in my opinion one of the most rousing Scottish folk songs.

The battle itself saw a force of 2,000 Jacobites under the command of 'Bonnie Dundee', defeated the larger government army of 4,000 soldiers led by General Hugh Mackay.

Bonnie Dundee first sent a small group of highlanders down the main road towards Killiecrankie as a feint, with the intention of deceiving Mackay into thinking this was the advanced guard.

Meanwhile the main Army left their camp in Old Blair, around mid afternoon and circled behind the hill of Lude coming down Allt Chluain. (Ambush stream) with Creag Eallaich (rock of the charge) on their left. Mackay had positioned his men to meet a frontal attack from the direction of Blair. As the highlanders emerged around the side of the hill they saw McKay's army jump to their feet, they had been resting. Mackay had to wheel his forces round quickly to meet this new threat. This put him in the awkward position of facing uphill with his opponents above him and the river barrier at his back. The Highland charge would have bbe in full flight as he tried to regroup his men.

As soon as Bonnie Dundee gave the order to charge, the highlanders uttering the eerie high-pitched battle cry of the Celt, leapt down the hill towards the enemy. The battle lasted approximately 15 minutes.

Unfortunately Dundee, in the act of encouraging his men, was pierced beneath the breastplate by a musket ball of the enemy and fell dying from his horse. Graham reputedly asked a soldier "How goes the day?", to which the man replied, "Well for King James, but I am sorry for your lordship." The dying Graham then replied, "If it goes well for him, it matters the less for me." A short letter describing the engagement to King James was later produced which purported to be from Graham, but is now believed to be spurious.

Going back to the song and the line "But I met the devil and Dundee" this relates to the legend that he was invulnerable to lead (due to having made a pact with the Devil) and was killed by being penetrated by a silver button from his own coat. He died on the battlefield and was carried the few miles to the nearby parish church of St Bride.

I leave you with the Corries, the song here was a live performance from 1975 but there is footage from 1966 as the lads did a pioneering music video, it sees them travel along the road from Pitlochry to Killiecrankie. This is one of my favourite songs from The Corries. The first three verses and the chorus were written by Robert Burns and set to an older melody. James Hogg may have had a hand in writing the additional verses..

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Promo credit goes to @strebcr

Pinned Post Still a WIP

Independent Maes Hughes from the Fullmetal Alchemist series

Written by Kay

I am 25+ and I am pretty chill for the most part.

VERSES (WIP)

ICON CREDITS

Rules down below

Simple rules are simple, No god modding, no force ships, respect is key to any interaction.

I'm not for any drama so please do not send any hate or try to put me into it. I am too old for that kind of thing. I am just here to interact and make friends.

There will be verses for Hughes and yes this is an au where he lives instead of dying. I'll be writing some verses out as time comes.

I am multiverse/multiship the ships won't correlate with others unless plotted with everyone involved.

I am always down for shipping if the characters have chemistry. While yes he is married in canon I am working on a verse where he's not married anymore so there's that prepare for feels.

I am very angst heavy too so be prepared to see a lot of feels here.

There will also be crack posts so don't be surprised there.

I also shit post a lot so theres that, I also tend to post ooc a lot, but its always tagged.

No minors please. Self explantory. No Exceptions. You will be blocked on sight.

This blog will have dark themes and if it comes down to it sexual themes (Note I am not just here to write smut, I prefer it to be with people I trust and all that and it has to be those I already have a ship in the making for.)

Shipping is allowed as long as there is chemistry. Friendships and familial and enemies, rivals are always allowed.

No ic anons are allowed. only anons that ask questions or sideblogs that wish to be anonymous. I'll be deleting ic anons without any side blog url attached to it.

That's all for now I'll add more as time goes on.

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What’s up readers?! How about a little show and tell? Answer these 13 questions, tag 13 lucky readers and if you’re feeling extra bookish add a shelfie! Let’s Go!

Tagged by @willameena 💖💖💖 thank you!!! i absolutely love talking about books!! pls talk to me about books

1) The Last book I read:

so you don't get lost in the neighborhood by patrick modiano -- this is a book about the failure of memory i think. the narrator is forced to reckon with events from his past that he doesn't really remember? it's not as interesting as it sounds but it was an alright read!

2) A book I recommend:

the stardust thief by chelsea abdullah -- i listened to this audiobook on my way to work and then immediately bought a physical copy because it was so so good! it's a take on the one thousand and one nights and it's absolutely thrilling from start to finish <3

3) A book that I couldn’t put down:

clap when you land by elizabeth acevedo -- books in verse aren't normally my thing but elizabeth acevedo is a master of the craft and this story of family is heart wrenching and made me cry

4) A book I’ve read twice (or more):

we are okay by nina lacour -- this is possibly my favorite book i read it when i need to cry or to feel something. i know that says nothing about the story but it's so good and queer and beautiful i highly recommend

5) A book on my TBR:

the 85 books that are on my bookshelf that i haven't read and my overused library card are taunting me with this question. the one i can see from where i'm sitting on my bed is i'm glad my mom died by jeanette mccurdy but i don't know if that's gonna happen anytime soon. i also really want to get to on earth we're briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong but i think that's also going to make me cry

6) A book I’ve put down:

i rarely put books down on purpose. often i'll start things and then life will happen and i won't want to start the book from the beginning again so it gets put down. i wish i didn't finish the hobbit because i was in 7th grade and didn't know you could just... not finish something you don't like. three books that i will probably get back to at some point though are: tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow by gabrielle zevin, the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon and helen of troy by bethany hughes

7) A book on my wish list:

i don't really keep a book wishlist! probably something by emily henry because i've been in a romcom mood lately

8) A favorite book from childhood:

inkheart by cornelia funke -- i think this is the book that made me love reading tbh i identified so strongly with meggie and i loved dustfinger and it just got me i also really loved because of win dixie (and i should reread it, i have a copy sitting in my kitchen right now)

9) A book you would give to a friend:

the long way to a small angry planet by becky chambers -- i lied earlier this might be my favorite book. you want a really good found family? you want a harrowing space adventure? you want to see characters that become more real? this is the book for you. this book is about the heart of a family and the home you make and the decision to keep choosing each other and being there in the good times and bad i don't have enough good things to say about it tbh it's pretty much perfect!! i gifted it to a boy once right before i left england (after he came to see a play with me having absolutely no interest in theatre) and having him read it and enjoy it was a highlight of my trip besides going on that date with him that i didn't realize was a date until i was on a plane over the atlantic.

10) A book of poetry or lyrics that you own:

crush by richard siken -- i'm gay i am legally obligated to own this book

11) A nonfiction book you own:

most of my nonfiction books are memoirs! but here are my top three that i will get to reading at some point!! 1. helen of troy by bethany hughes 2. poet warrior by joy harjo 3. something about the witch trials that i don't remember the name of right now and can't actively see on my shelf

12) What are you currently reading:

summer sons by lee mandelo -- it's gay there's ghosts and messy boys and grief and i'm a quarter of the way done and already know that i'm going to read it again because it's going to wreck me emotionally

13) What are you planning on reading next?

i think i'm going to finish invisible cities by italo calvino next!!

no pressure to do this!! but tagging: @grapenehifics @ragnarlothcat @kittonafoxgirl @bisexualobiwankenobi @tideswept @palfriendpatine66 @thegingerwrites @renlyslittlerose

i'd love to add more books to my infinite pile of books to read!!!!