#what would it take for y'all to believe me?

[lycanloc]

You guys actually make me kind of fucking sick.

Obviously not directed at OP but at the voters. This is the first post I've seen from them.

TL;DR it's fucking disgusting how some of y'all will forgive a neo-nazi that has actively spread hate in-person but not someone who limits it to only words. I will block you if you say something stupid in regards to this.

Let me start out by saying this; I am heavily against JK Rowling's stance on Jewish people, people of color, and trans people. The Holocaust did indeed happen, do proper research on cultures you're unfamiliar with (especially if you putting them into a story), trans men are men, trans women are women, sex and gender are different.

With that out of the way... what the fuck is this?

Taking from one of the comment reblogs, but going off of percentages... more of you would forgive a Neo-Nazi, someone who actively believed Hitler, the man who actively tried killing all Jews, gays, and trans people, and also believed in "the master race" was right?

This might be controversial, so I understand if you disagree with it, but I genuinely believe Neo-Nazis are WORSE than JK Rowling. JK Rowling has, in all honesty, only talked about her views on Twitter, the worse being the Imane Khelief situation, which... only caused cyberbulling. Still really fucking bad, don't get me wrong, especially since she refuses to listen to what anyone says.

But Neo-Nazis literally try to enact what Hitler wanted. They actively go out and protest, trying to preach Nazism. Just looking up images, one result talks about them preaching anti-semitism, homophobia, and white supremacy in front of DISNEY WORLD in Orlando. In front of LITERAL CHILDREN.

I can not FATHOM how you could forgive someone willing to expose children and even literally babies to sheer hatred but not someone who limits their hatred to tweets. This is absolutely fucking revolting.

And reread the second poll. This isn't some "edgy phase" from middle school, where people like to make the "funny communism haha" type of jokes. No, it explicitly says "a nazi phase in their adult life." Someone who is grown and mature enough to know EXACTLY what they're doing and preaching.

Either some of you are lying straight out of your fucking ass, or some of you are just plain fucking stupid. If you either believe JK did nothing wrong, think JK denying the Holocaust, using racist stereotypes, or outright calling trans people a danger is good, or you would just... straight up forgive a neo-nazi no questions asked, then fuck you. I hope you get what you deserve.

And note; I block quite freely. So if you say something just outright fucking stupid, like "JK is actually based for that" or something, I am not giving you the time of day. Go fuck yourself.

IF and ONLY IF she apologized genuinely, donated a large sum of money to appropriate charities, and showed genuine and sincere efforts to remedy and repair her behavior: would you forgive JK Rowling?

[shiny-jr]

PLAGIARISM UPDATE!

So, maybe I should not have said: "Hopefully this will have been the last we see of plagiarizer Kristynaka1." Perhaps from the exterior it may have seemed like it's been over, but it hasn't. Again, I've tried to deal with this silently in the background. However, my hands are tied at this point and I believe it's best to go public with this once again.

Let's rewind it a bit, shall we? In order to give y'all the full picture of what is going on.

DECEMBER 26, 2024

The story containing the plagiarism is deleted. Oh, what a joyous day. I had figured that would be the end of it, as there's nothing left to do but move on. But, as usual, I was proven wrong.

DECEMBER 27, 2024

I was made aware of an announcement post the plagiarizer made which I will share here. Keep in mind, to my knowledge I was still blocked but others alerted me and shared evidence with me.

Not too long after, I receive a message in my inbox. A message that states they were a neutral user on the issue but accused me of bullying.

I was initially suspicious of this message, but I decided to take their words into consideration. I asked others of their honest thoughts and opinions, because I genuinely wanted to know if I did anything wrong. Most agreed that the user truly didn't sound like they were a neutral party, and that it was likely the plagiarizer themself or a friend of theirs.

Later, I received a dm with practically the same message.

So what do I do? I block them. Perhaps that was wrong of me, and they accuse me of doing the same that they did when they blocked me. But I ask you to consider. Why would I want to continue to entertain this notion of accusations and messages when the ordeal is supposed to be over?

It's around this point where I'm notified by others that comments are continuously being made to defend me. These comments were appearing on the plagiarizer's Wattpad profile, often arguing with the plagiarizer only to get their commented deleted or profile blocked. But it was slowly and continuous. Which is one of the main reasons I am making this post, and is something I will address towards the end in more detail.

Later, I am notified by a few people that the user seen in the screenshot above, let's refer them to as IDK, was messaging multiple users asking for help and their opinion on the matter. IDK created a post accusing me of bullying. While these are heavy accusations, I personally see no truth in them. Again, since I had asked the honest opinion of others earlier when first messaged in my inbox.

Not too long after, I receive another very similar message in my inbox from an anon user. I don't even try to entertain it. I block the user, because at this point, it has become a form of spam or harassment.

The first comment and like on the bullying accusation post was made by a user named Kryllia. Basically they seemed to support what was said in the post. I bring them up because the post happened on a profile with no other posts or visible likes or reblogs. And if you see the current comments, which I won't show here because there are too many, their manner of speech is very similar to Kristynaka's own. Which is why I believe it might be an alt account or a friend of theirs. I also believe this because this account is blocked from my view, and I don't recall ever manually blocking this user, so it must've been them who sent one of the messages in my inbox on anon.

Anyways, those that were messaged by IDK and alerted me, informed me that their own opinions did not align with this new user's claim of neutrality. The post gained a bit of attention, but I attempted to do some damage control by messaging users privately to please keep this under wraps as I didn't want this spiraling out of hand. To which they all obliged and were very respectful.

I had assumed that this would fizzle out and nothing would happen. I was wrong. Now I had users alerting me to comments being made on Tumblr and on Wattpad.

DECEMBER 28, 2024

Now is probably a good time to bring up Teenfic.net and Penana. Just to remind you all. Some research was done and we found both the user and the copied stories on these sites. DO NOT go to these sites, as they are both ridden with malware!

Teenfic appears to be a mirror site that copies stories from Wattpad, so it likely saw the story from Wattpad and copied it. While Penana is a smaller and highly suspicious website where the plagiarizer likely created an account and posted the copied story since they were banned off Quotev and the story was taken off Wattpad. I'm not too concerned with Penana, since it's also full of malware and there's hardly any traction.

I will take the time to say that if you see any stories that are highly similar to mine, please make me aware privately before doing anything else! I imagine this plagiarizer will continue to use other people's work and claim it as their own. I will bring this up again later with more screenshots.

JANUARY 2, 2025

I'm notified by others that the user Kryllia has commented on the bullying accusation post again. Now, after reading their recent comments, they sound more and more like the plagiarizer Kristynaka. However, I'll let you be the judge of that.

So from the looks of it, their plan is to get my account deleted and also to feed original work into AI and claim the result as their own work. Which is not how writing works.

JANUARY 3, 2025

Today I made the decision to finally go public with this information. However, not for the reason y'all may suspect. I want to be honest with my readers. Although I truly believe there is no reason for my account to be banned, I just wanted to put this out there in case it does happen.

Most importantly, the main reason I wanted to make this post was because I want to discourage anymore interactions with the plagiarizer or their alts/friends. Please, no more comments or posts about it. While I appreciate any attempts that were made to defend me, I would like them to stop now as this is only prolonging the conflict. However, if anything does come up, please message me privately.

I would like this to stop, and the situation to end. I realize that it may not go according to plan, but I would rather not acknowledge anything else said by the plagiarizer or her proxies anymore unless the need to arises again.

Thank you to my readers and anyone reading this post. As I said above, please do not engage in any interactions with them, and I encourage you to share this post in the possible scenario that Kristynaka really does uses AI to copy from my works or others again in the future.

[bisexualbrainrots]

part 2 of the louliver fic inspired by this ask from cj's page and fuck, why was this so long I- anyways, enjoy y'all

“When you said you wanted to draw me I didn’t expected you to drag it out this long”

Lou looked up from his chair, and chuckled at the bored expression in Oliver’s face “It hasn’t been that long, c’mon”

Oliver arched an eyebrow and pointed at the clock “It’s been exactly an hour since you started… also, I’m kind of cold in here” he wiggled his hips on the couch, making Lou smile.

“Well, that’s what happens in nude modeling, Oliver”

Oliver scoffed but went back to his original pose, resting his head on his forearms, slightly flexing them, with one of his legs bent high enough to cover his crotch from Lou’s view. He wouldn’t admit it but he really liked it, he liked the way in which Lou studied him, his eyes focusing on different areas of his body at a time before going back to the page.

“If this isn’t going to be one of your best works then I’m sorry but you’ve wasted a good hour where you could’ve fucked me into oblivion”

Lou snorted a laugh, without taking his eyes away from the sketch “Perfection takes time, Oli ” he smirked, knowing the younger was watching him “Besides, you already came before I pulled the charcoal, it’s how I got you to agree to this”

Lou shifted in his seat, remembering the way the younger had come down his throat, leaning against the kitchen island.

Oliver laughed, his chest shaking a little “And it fucking worked, remind me not to listen to you after you’ve gotten me off Lou”

It was not really that surprising the amount of things both men could agree to after coming, given that sex between them was nothing less than extraordinary. They would end up dazed, no thoughts on their heads but the wave of pleasure that just washed over them, which in most cases tended to be intense.

Months of sex could do that to you, especially when it was as exploratory as theirs.

They had gotten to know each other’s bodies well enough to hit those spots that would make them see stars, that would make them lose themselves to ecstasy and not stop until they reached the finishing line.

Lou gave one last brush with his thumb to the paper, the finishing touches done and he hummed, pleased with the end result “Okay, I’m done, you can stop your whining and get dressed… or not ” he looked at him as he grabbed a cloth to clean his hands, carrying that playful smirk Oliver had gotten to know over the last months.

Oliver sighed with content “Finally” he sat on the couch, leaning towards the older “Can I get a peak then?, seeing as I’m probably the only one would get to watch this”

Lou rolled his eyes but gave him a small smile “Okay, get in here” he watched carefully as the younger approached the armrest, and before he could sit and watch he spoke “Look, I’m my worst critic, so I don’t think it’s perfect but… here it is”

He didn’t expect for Oliver to lose his breath as he took in the drawing, brushing it with his fingers, enchanted by it “This… this is really good Lou” he looked up at the older, biting his lower lip before speaking “Is-is this how you see me?”

Oliver did look good, really good. Lou captured everything, from the fluffy curls on his head to the definition in his muscles. The shading made it almost look like a filtered photograph, you could still tell it was a drawing but it was impressive how stuck to reality it was for the most part.

Oliver’s face in the sketch looked angelic, his eyes soft as they were looking at the front, it was a bit eerie since it looked like he was staring into you. He was gorgeous though, his lips looking plump and his birthmark adorning his face. Oliver couldn't believe it.

He looked perfect.

Lou cleared his throat suddenly nervous “Well, yeah I guess, I mean I tried to make this as realistically as possible, I don't usually get to practice this style that mu—” his rambling couldn't continue thanks to Oliver's lips on his, accompanied by his hand that was cupping his face. 

Lou closed his eyes and gave into the kiss. It was sweeter than most, it almost reminded him of their first kiss, when they rehearsed for their scene on the show.

When they stopped he was breathless, staring into the younger's eyes and almost moaning at the way his pupils had overpowered the blue.

“C’mere” he said, carefully placing the sketch on the coffee table before grabbing Oliver's hips, making him straddle his lap.

Oliver squeaked at the strength, giggling when he had Lou's hands all over him, and started trading kisses along the older's cheek and neck. He nipped at the earlobe, giving it a lick “I looked really fucking good, Jesus , how the fuck did you do that Lou?” he whispered in his ear.

Lou groaned when he felt Oliver grinding on him and kneaded his asscheeks, getting one his fingers closer to the rim “I just… I have a lot of practice, you know?”

Oliver shivered when he felt Lou's digit stimulating his entrance and demanded him to put it inside quickly. This got him a strong spank that made him whimper.

Lou took the finger out and brought it along with other two to Oliver's lower lip “Coat them well if you want me to fuck you, Oliver” the younger moaned and welcomed the digits immediately, licking and drooling onto them like they were Lou's actual cock. 

Lou cooed, complimenting the way in which the younger sucked off his fingers, his other hand playing with Oliver's curls. Oliver closed his eyes, putting on a little show for the older, whom he knew was going to be looking at him intensely. 

When Lou had decided it was enough he took them out and slid one finger into Oliver's hole, making the younger squirm and hold himself by the older's shoulders.

He slowly started to open him up, sliding in and out his finger until he could see the way Oliver was looking for more. A second digit was added and Oliver started moaning louder, hiding his face in the crook of Lou's neck. 

When it was time for the third finger the younger was sobbing, tears streaming down his face as pleasure overtook him. 

When Lou found Oliver's prostate the other jolted and cursed loudly, rolling his hips to get more of Lou's thick fingers “Yeah that's it, ride my fingers Oli , c'mon, fuck yourself with them” the older's voice reached a new low that surprised the younger and made him lean back enough so that their noses were brushing.

“Fuck, Lou… fuckin’ hell” he gasped against the older's lips, their hot breath mingling together. Oliver groaned and joined their foreheads “Fuck me, please Lou just fuck me now, ah ”

Lou took the younger's mouth and slid his tongue in, kissing him passionately as his fingers started to slow down, receiving a loud complaint from Oliver. He continued the kiss as he took hold of Oliver's ass and lifted both of them from the chair, leading them to the couch with him on top of the younger.

Lou held Oliver's wrists and lifted them over the younger's head, grinding against him. He separated from the kiss and started trading some along Oliver's neck, receiving sighs and encouragements from him. 

“Why am I the only one still clothed here, Lou? ah yeah, there , t-take those damn shorts off”

Lou chuckled against Oliver's neck and gave him a gentle bite, which made the younger squirm “I’m sorry, your royal highness, but I don't answer to mean”

“You like it when I'm mean”

Lou rolled his eyes and groaned, letting his hold on the younger's wrists go and allowing Oliver to undress him “I do, I also like it when you're needy which I recall you were when you begged me to fuck you” his impression of the younger got him a twist on his nipples and he laughed, letting all his clothes fall to the floor with the help of Oliver. 

When he was naked he looked between the cushions and cheered when he found the lube, receiving a mockery from the younger. 

“You’re such a dork Lou” 

“A dork that will pound you into the couch in the next minute or so, so we better get you ready” he chuckled as he poured some lube on his fingers and slid them inside Oliver, who squirmed at the feeling. 

It only took a couple of thrusts with his fingers to get Oliver ready, which both men secretly thanked as Lou took a cushion and placed it under the younger's hips.

Oliver got another cushion to rest his head in and locked eyes with Lou as he lined himself in his entrance. He gasped, breathless as the tip entered and closed his eyes shut the more inches slipped in “W-why did you have to be so big Lou?” he grabbed onto the older's biceps, sinking his nails in.

Lou chuckled “You ask yourself that and I'm still wondering how you are so tight after I opened you up” both men snorted a laugh at that and Oliver fluttered his eyes open. They gasped when Lou bottomed out, Oliver's mouth hanging open as a whimper escaped his throat. 

“Fuck… fuck ” Oliver was breathless, taking gulps of air as he felt Lou filling him up “M-move, please …”

Lou gave him a soft smile and slowly started to roll his hips, pulling soft moans from the younger's mouth. He leaned in, kissing his forehead and joining them as his pace picked up, thrusting deeply into Oliver. 

Oliver’s legs wrapped themselves around Lou's hips, and his moans filled the room as the older kept fucking him “Harder, fuck me harder Lou”

Lou did as such, letting out a groan as he leaned his head back, admiring the way the younger looked form that angle “Sometimes it’s really annoying how beautiful you are, Oliver” the younger looked at him and smiled faintly, his face and chest covered in a red blush “Makes me want to paint all over you”

Their bodies were sweaty now as they slammed into each other, skin to skin sounds that made both men sigh.

“We c-could, ah , you know there’s edible paint, right?”

Lou's eyes sparkled, thinking about all the things he could create on the younger's body, and how he could lick all of that off with his tongue, taking his time to ruin the other “You’re giving me ideas, Oli”

Oliver chuckled but then bit his lip, looking at the older with pleading eyes “Lou…” 

Lou looked at him confused, it was a different look from the ones he had been giving him up to the moment “W-what? Are you okay?” 

He cared about him, despite the way Oliver has hurt him before. Sometimes it made him sad, to know he had become so infatuated with a person who will never reciprocate those feelings.

“It’s just… fuck , Lou, lift my legs” the needy moan that escaped Oliver's mouth bounced around the older's head “I-I want you in deeper, please fucking lift my legs”

Lou smiled and gave him a small kiss before leaning back, taking Oliver by the ankles letting them rest on his shoulders. The change in angle made it easier to fuck into the younger deeper and faster, and suddenly, Oliver screamed. 

“Touch yourself Oli , c'mon, jerk yourself off” the softness in Lou's voice was a bit too much for Oliver, who teared up as his hand reached his aching cock, pumping it hard.

Lou’s hands caressed Oliver's legs, a soft touch that contrasted with the hard thrusts that drilled into the younger's ass “I’m obsessed with your legs, Oliver, they're so long it's ridiculous, fuck ”

Oliver’s laugh turned into a loud moan as the older kept hitting his prostate, and he just knew “Lou I-I’m gonna come, shit , Lou please come inside, I need, I need—”

“I know” Lou’s thumb stroked Oliver's lips and the younger sucked on it, never letting his eyes off the older “Shit, Oliver ”

The care in Lou's voice was enough to send Oliver over the edge, and he came hard. His cum reached up to his pecs, and his body shook so hard you'd think he was convulsing. 

It took a few more thrusts for Lou to reach ecstasy, screaming Oliver's name as he filled his hole, so much he knew he was overflowing it.

He carefully dropped Oliver's legs to his sides before collapsing on top of him, their chests sticking together as they got their breathing under control. 

“Fuck, that was…” 

“Amazing” Oliver finished, and both chuckled before kissing softly.

Lou pulled out, making the younger wince, and rested his head on Oliver's shoulder “I think I'll stay like this for a while Oli I can't… I don't think I can stand up just yet”

Oliver chuckled “ You can't stand up? Lou I can't feel my lower body… but I'm not complaining, that was a good fuck”

Lou smiled, and kissed his neck “Yeah, it was”

read on AO3.

[weiward-gomi-blog]

TKDB EPISODE 10 SPOILERS

(my thoughts)

Man... I finished EP 10... After a long grinding..

Need to think long about it and don't start about the MC hates on the comments! I am her number one defender!!!

So what we gain from that is....

Mention of a name [Elias] which we all assuming is the janitor. He really fits right with Haru in his janitor gig lol. No wonder Haru was chatting him up casually before. Like yes more content of 4th years please! (Does that means Bentley a 4th year?)

I wonder what Romeo means by they already finished up the interview? Is it connected to the mermaid thing? Playing zookeeper??

Ed can read minds and will shamelessly blurted it out loud, damn boy have some delicacy 😭

Ed have classic vampire powers like seduction/hypnosis and only work on humans, which makes Lyca and Rui confirmed non-human.

And I assume from their behaviors, I don't think Ed and Rui is the murderer. Ed seems docile and take things slowly while Rui dislike harming people. But Towa tho... Let's see what he act like in EP 12 then I can judge. (So far my sus list is: Jiro, Towa)

Ed being flirty with Rui 👀 okay okay go off Bi King

This mission is very much traumatic for them 😭 MC got strangled, Lyca got hurt and betrayed, Rui accidentally kill again. And old man Ed just lounging 😭 God damn it bro act faster.

And I can't believe I got the culprit wrong, I thought the daughter is definitely it. If a little girl can summon monster does that mean we have a chance? Ehe 👉👈

I also understand why people upset with MC lack of confrontation, but guys... I think the devs just cutting budgets. And be fr here, if it's was you who got strangled, would you gather yourself so quickly to defend against the mob? She already speak up but the crowd doesn't listen. Come on y'all being too harsh. BUT I sense a plot hole, the ring doesn't activate even though her life was in danger (flashback to the ring guarding her from Romeo in EP 1)

Hello???? Sage ring wake up??? Don't tell me it become useless after forming into a ring... Since MC wishes to help the ghouls, the ring power change into that? BOO c'mon ring u can multitask -_-

[radiantghost]

Someone once told me that nobody would ever love me. That I would rot in my room and die alone. That I would never know true happiness or love. Etc etc.

That came from one of the worst people I've ever known. They were toxic and abusive and knew exactly what to say to hurt me as deeply as they could. I hate how often their words pop into my head. It's so fucked up. We were best friends once upon a time. I thought we'd be close forever. They used my insecurities and biggest fears against me when they were hurting and wanted to lash out at me. To drag me down and make me hurt.

Lately I can't help but think about their words and feel like maybe they were fucking right. They couldn't have been right though.. could they? These things can't be true. But I've been trying so fucking hard. I know I'm not the person they painted me as... but I can't help but wonder why things are the way they are. Things can't be this bad forever. I can't hurt this much forever. That can't be true, it just can't be.

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Broke (2016): BBC Sherlock is a phenomenal piece of media and anything that seems like a flaw just hasn't been fully explored yet

Woke (2020): BBC Sherlock is an incredibly flawed series run by an egotistical writer, it never deserved the hype and is actively bad on so many fronts (especially representation)

Bespoke (2024): BBC Sherlock is flawed and bogged down by increasingly poor writing, which many fans refused to see while it was airing, leading to hugely misplaced expectations (particularly for the final series), AND it has the seeds of some compelling characterizations and portrayals, some genuinely solid performances, and touches--albeit imperfectly--on complexities that are still being discussed today (particularly as it relates to the relationship between Sherlock and John). The huge cultural impact of the show has created a massive pendulum effect in its public perception, leading to most people today remembering a caricature of the show (whether positive or negative) rather than appreciating its nuanced merits and failings...that being said Season 4 sucked

[softichill]

You put sans jevil and spamton in a room who makes it out alive?

PS: spamton does get [[Power Of Neo]]

(My own reasoning in the tags)

[licorishh]

"The Bible is so sexist blah blah blah" okay. When it talks about how you can avoid doing stupid things in Proverbs it uses a man in its examples and personifies wisdom as a woman though which I think is pretty funny

[juney-blues]

99% of conversations on anarchism about here are hampered by people having no clue what anarchists are talking about when they refer to "the state", including, it seems, the anarchists themselves.

[pigeonclaw]

the amount of times I have potentially controversial opinions that I type up and then save in my drafts forever because I still feel them but am too shy and afraid to choose violence in any way

[klutzytomb]

with having had looked through some of my older posts I have unfortunately remembered that I have in the past unintentionally made false claims about myself

someone please kill me

[benetnvsch]

I love it when im looking at my own post on my own Tumblr and it shows me the 'more like this' collection of posts and it shows posts from blogs I've blocked like?? Yes girl that’s exactly what I wonna see :D man this site is insufferable lol

[fideidefenswhore]

What are your thoughts on Jane Boleyn, and the role she supposedly played in the fall of 3 Queens (Anne Boleyn, Anna of Cleves, Katheryn Howard)? Do you think she has been too maligned by historians for centuries, especially when it comes to the relationship with the Boleyns (it seems she got along with Anne)?

Now that I've read both works and compared them side by side, I suppose I would say my stance on Jane Boleyn falls somewhere in between that of Julia Fox and James Taffe ('Somewhere in between' is not, btw, Alison Weir); although closer to the former than the latter. Offering critique of both biographies, I would say that of JF is too apologetic (smoothing out wrinkles that exist in her arguments rather than acknowledging them) and JT is too severe.

Especially when it comes to the relationship with the Boleyns? Yes and no. Obviously she was married to George, she sent him a message of comfort while he was in the Tower, and wore only black the rest of her life, which was quite the potent statement. However, I would allow for the possibility that she potentially, inadvertently implicated him or AB (ie, testimony of hers was twisted to suit the crown's case). This is where I think there are flaws in the arguments of some of her defenders-- they cannot allow for even that possibility and so make claims that disallow it; some of which are untrue. 'Jane was only blamed as a means of absolving Henry in the whitewash of Elizabethan propagandists' is not true. Johannes Sleidan in 1545 claimed that Anne and George died by her 'false accusation'. Sleidan was a Reformer, so he would have been more sympathetic towards the plights of these two than the average person, and would have spoken to others that were as well, but the motivation to vindicate Elizabeth did not yet exist; she was at this point the very unlikely third in line to the throne.

I do appreciate that you said 'got along' with Anne, not 'besties', because...it's possible they were very close, certainly, but we must also allow for the possibility of animosity. The linchpin for the argument of closeness is the report from Chapuys that they 'conspired together' to banish Henry's mistress from court. Was this the precise truth? Considering the source I'm doubtful. Probably there was a lady Henry was serving at this time (although that we never have a name makes the story somewhat suppositious), but did they need to have 'conspired together' against her for Jane to be banished from court (which is what happened instead)? Jane might have merely made Anne aware of her, and Henry finding out that she'd been the source would have been enough for banishment. Or, as was presented plausibly in Adrienne Dillard's fictional rendition, Jane might have dropped hints to Cromwell that this mistress was a supporter of the two exiled and contumacious royal women that were Anne's adversaries, Cromwell might have passed this along to Henry, and Henry might have banished Jane for shattering the illusion that this woman had no independent ambitions or ulterior motives and merely let him hit for the sheer pleasure of his company.

If this was evidence of closeness, and it might be, then we also have to remember that the end result was Jane's banishment from court, and that there is, as JT fairly pointed out, no evidence that any of the Boleyns spoke in her defense, favor, or for her return. It would take an extremely magnanimous person to accept all that with equanimity and not feel any resentment whatsoever. So, if there was intimacy, there might have also been rift.

That leaves the question: enough 'rift' for her to seek vengeance? I doubt that much for all the reasons Fox outlines in her biography, but at the same time I wish there was not this relentless push to only defend women that we assert 'deserve' defense, on the premise they were entirely selfless, accepted every insult with grace, never kept any grudges, never had personal ambitions (the actions she took during the queenships of those you mentioned would suggest otherwise), mixed emotions, or conflicting loyalties; that we could acknowledge that acknowledging the agency of historic women also means acknowledging they were capable of making mistakes.

[ispridestillasin]

Okay, so in Part One of my Alador divorces Odalia Early AU I established Adrian and Alador getting together and hinted at Darius and Co. coming into the picture. Here’s (vaguely) how that goes. It’s pretty long though, so I put it under a cut so people could scroll past it. Have fun everyone!

At this point in the story, Alador and Adrian have been dating for around 6 months. Alador knows that Adrian is a new Coven Head and Adrian knows that Alador is working for a small company.

The thing about their relationship though, is that they’re both only just starting to realize that they're getting serious. Adrian initially started their relationship on a whim to get back at Darius for dropping him (Yeah they were fling buddies and then Darius cut him off, I’ll explain better later), and Alador just started it as a way to kickstart him getting over Odalia for good (Real healthy, I know). Now, though, Adrian’s realized that he’s caught (ugh) feelings for Alador, and Alador is starting to fall for Adrian. At first, Adrian tried to ghost Alador for a bit to distance himself and see if he could manage to shake the feeling. That didn’t work though and just made both him and Alador sad. So now Adrian decides that if Alador and his kids are going to be a part of his life, he’s going to make sure that Alador never sees the fucked up side of his personality.

Enter: Darius, Eberwolf, and the circus that’s the Coven Heads.

One day Alador asks Adrian if he can take care of Amity for a few hours, as he’s going to be a chaperone for the twins' school field trip and isn’t allowed to take Amity with him. Amity’s usual sitter was out of town and Alador didn’t feel comfortable leaving Amity with someone he hadn't fully vetted. Adrian’s a bit worried but agrees to take care of her for a few hours. Everything was going fine for the first few hours. Amity was left to play, and when she asked, he would play being her other doll. (“Oh now princess. The spell is too strong. How ever will I escape?” “I’ll save you, Princess!”) Just when he finished feeding her (and gave her a slice of fairy pie as a bribe to clean up her toys), he received a summon from the Emperor’s Coven.

Adrian briefly contemplates getting Amity a sitter, before deciding not to. Alador already said he didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone with a random person, and really, Adrian had no idea where to even find a babysitter. So he decides to take Amity (who’s covered in fairy pie stains) to the coven meeting with him. Worse comes to worst, he can hand Amity over to one of the scouts and tell them to stand outside the door and watch her.

So Adrian shows up to the coven meeting with Amity in tow (and stained clothes, but he doesn’t know that yet).

So Adrian shows up with Amity in tow just as Head Witch Scooter shows up. The Bard Coven Head and the rest of the Coven Heads in the room do small talk before one of them asks why Adrian has a child with him (Scooter and Lilith are concerned about a child's proximity to Terra - I would be too - while the rest are just curious). Adrian’s about to answer (and probably about to piss them off), but just before he can Belos walks in (accompanied by the current Golden Guard, RIP Baby). Adrian quickly tells Belos that this will be the only time that Amity will appear at a meeting as he couldn’t find anyone to look after her on such short notice. Belos simply hums and tells Adrian that will be the only time that he will be allowed to have her in the meeting, as these are high-security meetings involving matters of the state (or Isle, I guess?). And yes, it does sound like a threat.

Meanwhile, Darius is mentally going ‘why the fuck is Blight going behind Odalia’s back with THIS’ throughout the entire meeting. Darius has no idea that Alador and Odalia are divorced, as Alador kept the fact that he's divorced on the DL. So Darius has no idea that Alador is divorced and thinks Alador is being blatantly obvious about his “affair”. He spends the entire meeting coming up with increasingly conspiracy theory-like ideas for why Adrian might be dating Alador and why he brought Amity to the coven meeting. Eventually, he has to accept the fact that A) Alador has questionable taste in people and B) Adrian really was just playing babysitter for the night.

Adrian agrees to Belos's thr-I mean request, and the coven meeting begins. The entire meeting is basically a mix of the Coven Heads going over Very Important and Serious Matters while also trying to put each other down/subtly threaten each other. (At one point someone points out Adrian’s stained clothes. Adrian looks at them like he’s going to murder them while still holding a fairy-pie-stained Amity who tugs on his hair.)

So the meeting proceeds and everyone gets to witness Adrian and Darius passive aggressively putting each other down every five minutes (Adrian is awfully smug for someone who has a toddler trying to chew their hair and covered in stains). Eberwolf lets Darius do his mental gymnastics while they take notes on the meeting because they love the chaos. Meanwhile, Belos is letting them get away with their interruptions/tangents because it amuses him to watch his subordinates fight each other, and hey, if everyone's too busy fighting each other then they won’t be looking too closely into what the Day of Unity actually means (too late babe, the Golden Guard is onto your lying ass!).

When the meeting is over, Adrian skips the Post-Coven Meeting drinking tour/meet up (just look at who’s in those coven meetings and try to tell me they don’t have one, I dare you) to drop Amity off and arrives at Blight Manor to Alador making dinner and the twins trying to help. Alador apologizes to Adrian about not hiring a sitter (Adrian left Alador a note about the coven meeting). Adrian says everything turned out fine, but that this would be the only time Emperor Belos would allow Adrian to attend a Coven meeting with Amity in tow.

And now I’m going to cut this off because if I don’t this post is going to get too long. Here’s to hoping that I post Part 3, AKA the Break Up Arc, soon. (Knowing me it probably won’t be for another few months. Sorry.)

[catsinvalhalla]

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[secondpersonpoetry]

hi! heard the released “Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call” (which i’ve seen you’ve heard live, if i’m not mistaken!!) this morning and i don’t know if there’s really a particular vibe/dynamic/ship hrpf-wise (personally haven’t yet been able to put my finger on it) that quite relates but the lyrics have been rotating in my head all day and i was wondering if you had any thoughts? hope you have a good one! <3

OH ANON HAVE I EVER SEEN IT LIVE!!! and the second that song came out i zoomed it straight into my fic playlist and unfortunately there are so many guys this could be. right now the one that's resonating is, of course, the golden boy and his haunted ghost themselves: mcstrome.

i am thinking about connor, specifically, after the stanley cup final. that game seven. how angry he was, how loud the silence when they told him he won the conn smythe. how close he's come before and again and again lost. there's nobody else to blame but himself. he's in the empty room and he knows why (1)

at!! your best!!! you were magic!!! oh, golden boy. connor the anointed, of course. at the very beginning of his career we always knew he was something special and who wouldn't have fallen in love with him? weren't all of us a little bit dylan strome in awe of the generational talent? we were all bathed in radiant light just by being in the vicinity (2)

don't even tell 'em that you know me breaks my heart (3). in terms of building a narrative i think i've said before there is a universe where connor/dylan were together before the draft and to protect both of them, dylan breaks up with him. connor says i love you and dylan says i don't. because he doesn't, you know? he loved connor. he loved davo. he can't be in love with connor mcdavid, first overall pick of the edmonton oilers. i'd rather be hurt forever than have to watch us try to make this work and destroy us.

and after connor mcdavid left the otters, dylan strome captained them to a memorial cup win. what a haunted home, eh? to be captain of the team you and your best friend were on, only now he's left you? don't call me to tell me about your rookie season with the oilers--we both know about your broken collarbone. don't call me to tell about becoming the youngest captain in franchise history when i stepped into the shoes of your captaincy here. don't call me. (4)

narratively: dylan's the one who broke connor's heart and his own but by god it wasn't easy. we both know what happened, you went first overall. please don't make this harder on me. please don't call.

this verse can be about the weight of dylan having to live up to connor's standards and always being measured by him. i would just like to bring up the connor stepping stone chart for absolutely no reason as well (5)

we are, at long last, at the potential future of now: dylan strome, happy, smiling, thriving on the washington capitals. connor, on the oilers. i'm not yours, dylan can say. haven't been for a long time. it took some time but i made this. please don't call and ruin this for me, stay out of my life. i don't want you or need you (6)

[p.s. this took a while because when i received this ask i was a) immediately possessed to write this verse by verse breakdown i had never thought of before and then b) immediately plagued by the idea of making you a little graphic (above the read more) and finally got to do it after banging out all the actual lyric thoughts two (?) weeks ago. emerging two and a half hours later from the fugue state of GIMP with 37 layers in this bad boy hope you enjoy!!!]