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thelostconsultant · 4 months ago

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Invisible string

pairing: Max Verstappen x reader

summary: Red Bull Racing has a new sponsor. You host a party as the head of that company to celebrate this agreement. Max has no choice but to attend, but the evening ends with a pleasant surprise after he meets you in person. Maybe he was wrong about you all along.

note: I'm everything but a scientist. If you are one, please, ignore the amount of inaccuracies. There must be a lot.

part two

“You're insane,” Robert told you for the hundredth time that day when he arrived at your place, although every time there was a little laugh accompanying the comment.

Maybe he was right. Deciding to spend over three hundred million dollars on sponsoring an F1 team did sound insane, but he did agree to do it, and you signed the contract together. Sure, sixty percent of the company was yours, it was mainly your call, but he was still your mentor.

But he didn't stand in your way, he knew how passionate you were about this sport, and your biotech company could use the PR and marketing opportunities that came with this partnership. And let's not forget about the political aspect, because there were lots of important people who loved the sport and supported a top team like Red Bull Racing.

Your assistant came up to you to ask a few questions, but once she was gone, you folded your arms and stuck out your tongue at Robert. “You’re just jealous because it was my idea. Jokes aside, it's a good thing. F1 comes to the US so many times these years, it's good to be a big sponsor of a top team. Have you seen what kind of people attend the races? Exactly who we need to charm.”

“You never had an issue with charming people without such a big investment,” he noted with a sigh.

You bit your lower lip and turned away to look out into the backyard that was by now full of party decorations. You wanted to celebrate the announcement with an elegant party at your place, and you invited board members, top employees, some important people to schmooze with, and people from the newly sponsored F1 team.

“We need some legislation changes to kickstart the new project, you know that,” you told him eventually when you turned back to him. “I wish we could afford to be patient, but we need to launch it as soon as we can.”

Robert put a hand on your shoulder and gently squeezed it. “You stress too much about that. Take it easy,” he said.

Easier said than done, but you didn't want to continue this conversation. “I need to get rid of my yoga pants and change into something red, so make yourself at home as usual,” you told him with a smile before rushing away.

“Oh, so you're still a Ferrari fan, aren't you?” he called after you, bringing up the elephant in the room.

With a laugh, you came to a halt and spinned on your heels to face him again. “Yeah, and my favorite team is a joke at the moment. This was purely a business decision.”

Max did his research. Well, it was mostly the team handing out dossiers about the host and her business partner, along with a couple of other important people who were expected to attend the party, but he did read every single page and memorized each and every one of them.

When he reached the gate of his destination, he found armed guards outside, and he let out a frustrated groan at the sight. It was ridiculous. He didn't even want to be here. But he had to be a good boy and attend to act as the poster boy of the team. Hopefully he just says hi, maybe says a few words about how great this partnership will be, exchanges a few sentences with a few people and that would be it.

“Loosen up a bit, you look terribly tense,” Adrian told him from the passenger seat.

Easy for him, at least he would have a funny story to tell at the party. The car he wanted to come with had been stolen from the hotel’s garage, and no one knew how anyone could take it. This gave him the ammunition to keep up conversations. Lucky bastard.

Meanwhile, what was he supposed to talk about? Driving? He talks about that all the time. His hobbies? These people probably weren't the target audience. “I’m not in the mood for this,” he eventually replied with a sigh.

“No one is, but sometimes we just have to play nice and schmooze with our sponsors. This is the first time they support an F1 team, I guess they're just excited.”

“Yeah, I know that,” Max replied with a roll of his eyes. “I just… I don't know, with all the things I've heard about our host, it sounds like she is some real life female Tony Stark. She already built such a huge company, she's responsible for big innovations, and she was on Forbes' 30 under 30 list… I mean, come on.”

Adrian watched him with a deep frown. “Does it have anything to do with the fact she's a woman?”

Okay, this was getting ridiculous. “God, no, it's because of her age. This isn't some app you can make in a college dorm, then sell for a lot of money. Building that company must have taken a lot of work, she couldn't have done it alone, yet every article the team cherry-picked for us failed to mention how she did it.”

“Well, from what I've read elsewhere, her partner really did help her with the administrative part of the project, but they talked to investors together. She's smart, and nice, and I one hundred percent believe she's capable of achieving this at her age. Might I add she's only a year younger than you? You don't seem to be in such a bad situation at your age either.”

Max took a deep breath to calm himself, but in the end he couldn’t hold back the painful grunt that's been waiting to come out. “I'm miserable,” he noted sadly as he parked the car.

But Adrian wasn't in the mood for this. “You're just whining now,” he pointed out patiently.

“Whatever.”

They got out of the car and walked up to the main entrance, passing by some people who looked like boring businessmen and their airhead partners. Maybe there was a politician among them too, at least one with a big voice sure made him believe that.

Inside the two of them separated, and Max took his time to take a look around. The house was impressive; four stories as he counted outside, modern, clean design, combined with a huge backyard that ended in a lake. It must have been peaceful when there was no crowd around.

After a while he went back inside but was soon intercepted by Christian. Crap, so much for a peaceful evening. “Oh, and here's Max,” he said happily as he put a hand on his shoulder and guided him over to their little group.

“Hi,” was all Max managed to come up with.

“Welcome,” you said with a warm smile. “And good luck for this year.”

“Thanks.”

You turned to his boss with a curious look. “And where's Checo? I thought he would be coming as well.”

Christian seemed a little uneasy, but he managed to explain the absence of the team's other driver. “He has a family emergency,” he replied curtly.

Max bit the inside of his cheek in order to keep back a comment. He didn't want to attend this stupid party either, but for some reason he didn't have a choice. He never had a choice.

To his surprise, you began to laugh at this, then took a sip of your champagne with a mischievous look in your eyes. “Oh, the real get out of jail free card,” you noted.

Max snorted at this, and there was no way he could hide the huge grin that wanted to break out. All right, you got a brownie point for this comment, that's for sure.

“I'm sure he would love to be here,” Christian assured you.

“Sure.” You remained silent for a while, but just when Max was beginning to assume an awkward break would settle into the conversation, you spoke up again. “Well, I'm glad you're all here. Thank you for taking the time. Please, just make yourselves at home, and enjoy the rest of the evening.”

At one point Adrian joined the little group and decided to become a part of the conversation with one last question. “Where's Mr. Hartford?” he asked.

You let out a thoughtful hum as you looked around. “I don't know, last time I saw him he was talking to a board member. But I'm sure he'll find and greet you too. Well, if you'll excuse me, I need to say hello to a few more people. Have fun.”

The three of them watched as you walked away, and Max couldn't help but appreciate the view. That red jumpsuit you wore tonight hugged your figure so perfectly it almost made him drool. Almost. He could easily push that stupid part of his mind to the side for now. He couldn't let himself be fooled into believing you really were oh so perfect, there had to be something that was wrong with you.

“Did it kill you?” he heard Adrian's voice, and when he turned to him, he saw a knowing smile on his face.

Meanwhile Christian looked a little confused. “Did what kill him?”

“Talking to her.”

“What, you had an issue with that?”

“No,” Max protested, sending a disapproving look to the engineer who only laughed at him.

“Sure? You sounded kin–” he began, but was quickly interrupted.

“You two are insufferable, you know that, right?” Max asked them with a sigh, then rolled his eyes and left without waiting for their answer. All he wanted was a quiet corner and another glass of champagne, maybe a few bites of those delicious sliders a waiter offered him not long ago.

“Are you planning to come up with something that can race against Neuralink?”

Oh, for fuck’s sake, not this again. But you forced a polite smile on your face and took a deep breath. “It's easy to come up with new, flashy innovations, but let's not forget that the root of the problem is always a bioethical one. Let's take them and their animal testing procedures for example. Whether you like it or not, euthanizing so many animals does raise ethical questions.”

“But it's for a greater good,” another man noted, earning a few nods from the people around him.

“I don't know, I believe we need to find a way to test new technologies without hurting anything or anyone first. That's one of the things we're working on at the moment. Also there's another bioethical aspect, and that's the fact these things would be expensive. The general availability is highly questionable, it would only help the rich.”

That one politician you had no choice but to invite despite every cell in your body protesting against it began to laugh at this. “And what's wrong with that as long as they pay?”

Oh, you son of a bitch, how could you be so dense? You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself, but it was really hard at the moment. Luckily, Robert realized that this was a touchy subject, so he put a hand on your shoulder to calm you down.

“What she's trying to say is that it should be more than just a discussion about profit,” he began to explain. “Sure, that's important to finance our research, but science is supposed to help people.”

The man gave him a condescending look, as if he was disappointed that you would both choose to help people instead of earning a lot of money. What he didn't understand was the fact your company had highly profitable solutions, which gave you the opportunity to work on things that weren't as successful financially.

“For us,” you suddenly began, your finger moving in a circle as a sign that you were talking about the members of this little group, “going to a private hospital to get treatment and paying for our prescribed medication is normal. But let's not forget that almost 8 percent of the US population is uninsured. That's 26 million people. Let's say they start coughing. What do they do? They turn to home remedies because they can't afford the medical bill. Then things get worse as it turns into pneumonia and if they're lucky, they can go to a free clinic where they're prescribed meds. But can they pay for them?”

Robert nodded, then went on to add, “And it can be anything, really, even something contagious.” Clever. That guy was known for being a germaphobe, if anything, that could surely get his attention.

But he remained silent and a woman jumped in to drive the conversation instead of him. “What about different cybernetic implants? I mean, those are pretty impressive in movies, but how close are we to actually having them?”

You shrugged. “Depends on who you ask.”

A painful half an hour later you and Robert went outside, walking all the way out to the lake to build a little distance from the guests. “Thanks for backing me up there,” you told him before taking a sip of your cocktail.

“Anytime,” he said as he clinked his glass with yours.

Before he could say anything else, though, you heard someone clear their throat behind you. The both of you turned around and saw Max stand there with his hands in his pockets, watching you with a polite smile.

“You have a second?” he asked.

“Sure,” you replied as you took a few steps closer to him.

“I have to go, I just wanted to thank you for the invitation and say goodbye.”

You weren't used to guests you didn't really know coming over to say goodbye before they left. Most people usually just got in their cars and drove off without a word, but honestly, you were honestly grateful for that. But this goodbye was flattering, after all you could see it on his face that under the polite smile he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

With a nod, you held out your hand, and he took it without thinking. “Thanks for coming. I hope you could enjoy yourself a little bit. I know it's not a fun kind of party.”

“It was okay. Well, except for that woman who was raging about people who want to replace real meat with artificial meat,” he added with a laugh.

You froze and your eyes slowly narrowed at him. “Wait a second.”

Max looked genuinely confused, and his hand was still holding yours without either of you realizing it. “What?” he asked you.

“You're a genius! Excuse me.”

As you dropped his hand and began to walk away, he turned to Robert with a confused look on his face. “What did I say?” No response, only a shrug. “Where are you going?” he called after you.

“To the lab,” you finally told him without looking back.

Once again, Max turned back to the other man. “She's leaving her own party?”

“She has a lab in the basement,” you called back to answer his question.

Robert’s lips curled into an understanding smile. “Send me a text if it's something worth looking into,” he said, then turned back to Max and held up his hands. “Usually it's better not to ask.”

Despite Robert's warning, Max was now way too curious to simply ignore your strange behavior. He wanted to know what was going on in your head, so he followed you to the lab inside the house. He first arrived in an office, but through the huge windows he could see the actual lab.

“Is everything okay?” he asked after he softly knocked on the open door.

“Hmm?” You turned around with a questioning look, but once you realized it was him, you nodded. “Oh, yeah, sure. What are you doing here?”

Max walked inside, feeling completely out of place. “You ran away so abruptly that I wanted to know what's going on.”

“You gave me an idea, that's what's going on.”

“Oookay… And what was the idea?” he asked as he watched you sit behind the desk and enter your password to unlock the laptop that was connected to several monitors.

“Using something artificial instead of the real thing. That way we can bypass a barrier that's been blocking us,” you replied without looking at him.

“You lost me.”

A sweet little laugh left your lips, a sound that drew him closer as if it was a siren’s song. “All right, can you promise to keep your mouth shut about what I'm about to tell you?” Max nodded, so you grabbed the chair next to you, then pulled it closer and pointed at it to make him sit down. “Good. So one of the issues with bioprinting is that we can't be sure whether or not the cells we're working with are damaged, meaning if there's a possibility of cancer showing up later on for example.”

You were so enthusiastic, but he was so damn lost. It was the result of an unfamiliar territory, and the fact his mind could mostly focus on the way your lips moved instead of the words that left them. “Wait, what's bioprinting exactly?” he asked, unsure if he had the right idea.

Nodding, you clicked on something and it brought up a video feed. “For example, this,” you said with a proud smile.

It looked like a 3D printer, that much he knew, but what it was printing was a mystery at the moment. “What's that?”

“A 3D printed heart that's being made from my own cells,” you replied with a wide grin. “Give it another few days and it'll be ready.”

“Is that real?”

“Yep. Although, and that's what I've just mentioned, I can't guarantee it doesn't have cancerous cells. But theoretically speaking, someone awaiting transplant could get it.”

Max let out a thoughtful hum as he looked back at you. “So what does it have to do with artificial things?”

“That's how we bypass the damaged cell issue. We just need to create artificial cells that we can then turn into whatever we want them to be.”

“You think it could work?”

After thinking about it for a short while, you eventually shrugged. “Maybe,” you said quietly as you leaned back in your swivel chair. “I need to put a team together and discuss our options, then we'll see. As of now it's just a wild idea.”

“Interesting.”

To be honest, he could spend the whole night doing nothing but listening to you talk about your work. Meeting you in person changed the way he had thought about you before arriving here, and now he wanted to use this opportunity to get to know you better.

He did a quick search after first talking to you, and he read an article from the end of the last year that stated you were single. That was two months ago, maybe that hadn't changed since then. But something told him you were way too in love with your career to worry about romantic relationships, so if he wanted to get your attention, he probably had to work hard for it.

Your phone's screen lit up on the desk and he didn't miss the wallpaper. It was one of those prayer circle memes with Charles’ photo on it, which made him realize something. “You're a Ferrari and Charles fan?” he asked you with a raised eyebrow.

“Yep, already getting ready for prayer circles as you can see,” you replied with a laugh as you showed him the screen. “That's their only hope, I swear.”

“Then why are you sponsoring us?” he asked.

“A business decision in its purest form.”

Was he disappointed? Maybe a little bit. In his head he was already making up scenarios, like the first time you went to a race to support him–yes, he was getting ahead of himself, so what–and now it felt like a bomb had been dropped on his plans. Sure, as a sponsor or his girlfriend you'd physically be in their garage, but your heart would be with the Italians.

Max let out a sigh as he nodded. “And here I was, thinking you just wanted to see your company's logo on a fast car. Didn't know you were actually watching the races.” He tried to keep a casual tone to make it sound like it didn't hurt him, but he had a feeling his disappointment was seeping through the cracks.

Because you remained silent for a while, and when you finally spoke up, your voice was soft and quiet. “Maybe there are a lot of things you don't know.”

“Yeah, maybe,” he responded as he rolled closer to you.

The sadness he felt slipped away as soon as it came, because it was like he got under your spell the moment he got close enough to you. Your pretty eyes were following his every move, carefully watching him as you waited for whatever was to come.

It only took him a minute to make up his mind, to take a risk and see if you were willing to play this little game with him. So he raised his hand and curled his index finger to signal you to move over to him with a playful smile on his lips. “C’mere,” he said quietly.

To his surprise, you didn't hesitate to do as you were told, you stood up and sat in his lap with your arms around his neck, meeting him halfway for a kiss. The need for something more grew inside him as the kiss deepened, and a small part of his mind shifted its focus to your jumpsuit, trying to figure out the fastest way to get you out of it.

“I'm going home on Sunday. Come with me,” he suddenly spoke up, pulling away a little to look you in the eye. “Stay for a few days. Or a week or two,” he tried with a cheeky grin.

You leaned back to reach for your phone that you left on the desk, but he had his hands firmly on your bottom to keep you in place. “I can't reach my phone,” you said with a pout. “I can't tell you if I can go without it.”

With a sigh, he rolled the two of you closer to the desk so you could get it, but he didn't take his hands off of you. As you checked your calendar, humming every now and then, he couldn't help but start and place kisses in the crook of your neck.

“How about the week after that?” you asked him as you lowered your phone. “We have meetings with the CFO, an important meeting with a certain someone that I can't delay or skip, and I want to put together the team to test my new idea. Next week's pretty crowded.”

Max cupped your cheek and made you look at him. “If there's one thing we learned from Covid is that you can do these things online. Come on, I have fast and stable connection back home,” he tried with a smile.

“But you'll let me work,” you told him sternly, to which he only responded with a laugh before kissing you again. “I hate you.”

“You don't, and you know it.”

#max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #formula 1 #invisible string

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thequeerlibrarian-studyblr · 15 days ago

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23/100 days of productivity - 30.10.24

Got up at 6.30, did Yoga and watched the news

Read Ich, Adrian Mayfield by Floortje Zwigtman

15 min French on Duolingo

6 h work shift

Read Die Leiden Des Jungen Werthers by Goethe for uni on the train to & from work

Went grocery shopping

Cooked and ate with my partner & we played a game together

#studyblr #100 days of productivity #100 dop #study blog #cats #booklr #books #bookblr

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stinkfacestories · 3 months ago

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What other kinks were you thinking for the guys to add on top of the stinkface?

Great Question! Here is a list of all the guys so far:

Greg Johnson

Stereotype/Fetish: Muscle Bear / Muscle Worship

Summary: A tall, heavily muscular man with a thick beard and a friendly demeanor. Greg enjoys mentoring others in bodybuilding and values respect and camaraderie. He has a particular interest in muscle worship.

Max Turner

Stereotype/Fetish: Leather Enthusiast / Dominance

Summary: A rugged, muscular man with closely cropped hair and tattoos. Max wears leather gear and exudes confidence and assertiveness. He enjoys sparring and has a dominant streak, extending to playful interactions.

Brad Thompson

Stereotype/Fetish: Jock / Jockstraps

Summary: The epitome of athleticism, Brad has a perfect tan and a competitive yet friendly demeanor. He thrives on challenges and engages in high-intensity workouts.

Ethan Sullivan

Stereotype/Fetish: Gamer Bear / Scent (Sweat and Musk)

Summary: A large, heavily set man with a laid-back and humorous demeanor. Ethan loves gaming and balances time between the gym and online streams.

Robert Harrison

Stereotype/Fetish: Daddy / Daddy-Boy Dynamics

Summary: A mature, well-built man with salt-and-pepper hair and a well-groomed beard. Rob is an authoritative "Daddy" figure who values respect and proper conduct. He is a supportive mentor and takes his role seriously.

Jake Martinez

Stereotype/Fetish: Playful Gym Enthusiast / Farting

Summary: A large, muscular man known for his playful and unapologetic demeanor. Jake enjoys light-hearted pranks and jokes

Troy Harris

Stereotype/Fetish: Gym Bully / Dominance

Summary: An athletic man with sharp features and a domineering presence. Troy uses intimidation to assert his dominance and engages in confrontational tactics

Erik Larsen

Stereotype/Fetish: Viking Daddy / Dominance and Submission

Summary: A tall, muscular Nordic man with a rugged build and a large, braided beard. Erik has a playfully dominant personality and views the player as his "little viking." He enjoys pushing others to their limits and occasionally indulges in playful dominance.

Connor O'Malley

Stereotype/Fetish: The Closeted Celebrity / Voyeurism

Summary: A towering figure with a blend of rugged charm and magnetic charisma. Connor is a famous actor and athlete with a fetish for voyeurism, balancing his public persona with a private life.

Liam McKenzie

Stereotype/Fetish: Gentle Giant / Cuddling and Comfort

Summary: A tall, incredibly muscular Scottish man with a kind and gentle demeanor. Liam enjoys providing comfort and support, with a particular fondness for cuddling and close physical contact.

Adrian Ross

Stereotype/Fetish: Fitness Model / Self-Worship and Exhibitionism

Summary: A strikingly handsome man with a perfectly sculpted physique. Adrian enjoys posing and flexing, loving the attention his body garners. He has a fetish for self-worship and thrives on being the center of attention.

Jason Nakamura

Stereotype/Fetish: Yoga Enthusiast / Flexibility and Bondage

Summary: A lean and flexible Polynesian man with a calm and centered presence. Jason's dedication to yoga has given him incredible flexibility, and he enjoys exploring the boundaries of physical limits through flexibility and bondage.

#Sweat and Secrets #stinkface stories

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missmvrder · 2 months ago

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━━✦ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 * i've been in such an apocalypse / zombie mood and it's not going away. below the cut are the muses i'd love to use. like this for me to write you a small starter. specify a character or i'll go with muse.

BEATRIZ - Was a nurse before the outbreak. Gentle, caring, always putting others before herself. A tad naive, saw the good in almost everyone. After the outbreak, she lost almost everyone she cared about, either because they died or they couldn’t be contacted so she assumed she was now alone. Realized there was a fierce survivor inside of herself and she learned to shoot and survive. Depending on the plot, she can be affiliated with a group of survivors who are against the government in place in the hopes of a better world. No longer gentle but still caring, only it’s to a closer circle. Loyal to a fault. Has killed before and is good at it even if she can barely stand it. ( adria arjona )

ADRIAN - Blue collar before the outbreak he quickly found himself with the wrong kind of people after the outbreak. They would find houses or small colonies and steal whatever they could, not caring about the aftermath of their actions. Was sent to a larger colony to do some recon work but the colony was attacked and Adrian took that as an opportunity to try and reinvent himself. Prone to anger and fighting, his quick temper often gets the best of himself even if he doesn’t like it. Trying to be a better man. ( danny ramirez )

ELIJAH - Used to be in the army and was with them when the outbreak happened. Continued to do as he was told for a little while but eventually saw how corrupted it was beginning to be and he rebelled. Lost his wife in the outbreak and blame himself for not having been with her at the time. Has been helping as much as he can since then. Can be a bit callous and harsh at times but there’s a sweetheart who just wants to save everyone deep inside. ( jon bernthal )

REZZA - Bartender and drummer before the outbreak. His mother remarried when Rez was a teenager and his step-dad was a survivalist and too hard on Rez, which created a lot of fighting. Rez lost touch with his family after the outbreak and he never believed his step-dad prepping would serve him but it did. Was once with a group of people that weren’t good ones and Rez has stolen and harmed others. He eventually left them, with a price for his capture and has been a very careful loner since then. There is a desire to do better in him. ( riz ahmed )

XIMENA - Survived almost be accident and luck. She was a yoga instructor and new age influencer before the outbreak. She had a lot of connections and it paid when came time to find somewhere safe. Since then her new age knowledge has paid off, as she knows a lot of alternative medicine and such, which comes in handy when resources are rare. Still a bit naive and hasn’t really had to fend off for herself, at least not when it comes to fighting for her life. She has been an asset because of her knowledge and not her fighting skills. Sweet but also fearful. ( melissa barrera )

LETICIA - Never knew her father and her mother did her best but Leti learned to look after herself and her siblings at a young age. Went from jobs to jobs and petty crimes as an adult. Was part of a gang of bandits after the outbreak and she can be very cold and cynical. Knows how to take care of yourself and rarely, if ever, accept help from others. Her only goal is to protect her siblings, at least those that are still alive. Her motto is Live Fast and Die Young. ( camila quieroz or eiza gonzalez )

#indie rp #indie apocalypse rp #indie zombie rp #apocalyptic rp

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cwritesfiction · 3 months ago

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📖"what has surprised you about your WIPs?"

‼️"what has stayed consistent across all drafts?"

📖"what has surprised you about your WIPs?"

I just answered this one so I'll answer again with shiny new surprises!

Under No Illusions: I changed a lot of things in the final draft, but somehow, the story still feels the same - in a good way. I was surprised by how different that final draft was while still keeping the heart of the book

It's in the Cards: no lie - I can't believe how much the whole Garfield gag spiraled out of control

‼️ "what has stayed consistent across all drafts?"

Under No Illusions: the bathtub scene, the overall description of Chester, the hotel yoga scene, the characters' personalities [though their goals and motivations changed tremendously], and the phrase "sometimes you just gotta hex a bitch."

It's in the Cards: Plot wise, this book has been really consistent; tarot cards, Adrian's psychic abilities, Versatile Lemon, all of it has been there from the start. The characters' personalities and mannerisms shifted a lot while writing - it took me a while to understand Elliott as a character

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blueskiesrry · 7 months ago

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i was tagged by @babyhoneyheslt to post a snippet so here's another bit from what had oddly been called abe lincoln au

Setting his elbow on the table with a sigh, Harry rests his cheek in his palm, taking a sip of wine. “So, uh, what are some of your favorite, like, positions?” Adrian asks. Harry widens his eyes, suddenly choking on his wine. His glass hits the table hard while wine dribbles down his chin, red drips staining the white tablecloth. He wipes his chin with the back of his hand, gulping down the wine left pooling in his mouth. “Sorry?” “Fuck, I’m sorry! Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” Adrian flushes a deep crimson, burying his face in his hands. “I meant, ‘cause like—” he sighs heavily— “you, like, sometimes come to the cafe with a yoga mat? So, I just like…assumed.” He peeks at Harry. “That you do yoga.” Harry nods slowly. “Right.” “Sorry,” Adrian murmurs. “This isn’t going well.” “It’s going fine.” Cringing at himself for so easily lying, Harry shakes his head. Adrian gives him a dubious look. Harry huffs amusedly. “Alright, so maybe that wasn’t a great question, but that doesn’t mean the rest can’t be better. It’s only up from here, yeah?” Frowning down at his soup, Adrian eventually meets Harry’s eyes again as he nods. It’s another blatant lie on Harry’s end. He’ll be finding another coffee shop to frequent after tonight.

i'll tag @larry-hiatus and @petitommo but obvs no presh

#snippet #fanfic #abe lincoln au #sorry again to abe

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diamondfeng · 3 months ago

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Name: Danielle "Dani" Feng (she/her/hers) Occupation: Legislative Aide at the Mayor's Office Age: 29 Sexuality: Heterosexual Species: Witch Coven: Feng-Lindon Magic: Earth Hometown: Port Leiry, Oregon Relationship Status: Single Personality Traits: Hardworking, Sporty, Vain, Stressed Out, Community-Driven, Insecure

For much of her life, Dani Feng has come up second. She was the second of six Feng siblings, born after a long gap of time since mother Margot's first child. Speaking of her mom, Dani's the second Earth magic user of their family unit -- a fact that both connects her with and distances her from her mother. And beyond that, the family hopes to present her as this generation's latest Air elementalist, but even then she comes up a measly second compared to her younger sister Jacqueline, the one with actual Air powers. Dani Feng should be standing tall, but somehow she keeps ending up in the shadows.

That's why, outside of her family life, Dani throws herself completely and deeply into the work she excels at. In high school, she was active in student government and the volleyball team. It was there she met Kevin Ma and Luna Sylvestri, who may have at one point described her as "intense" -- but she's since mellowed out. Sort of.

After going out of state to Stanford for college, Dani returned to Port Leiry, moved out of her family's house to live in an apartment with Luna, and got a job as a legislative aide in the Mayor's office, advising on public policies and specializing in park conservation, healthcare services, and city-funded community works. It's a good job and she's well-liked there (both for her work ethic and tendency to bring baked goods courtesy of Jac, Adrian, and Luna often). Plus, it's important for the coven to have ears close to the (mostly human) political side of the city.

Dani finds a lot of solace in yoga and jogging, and is trying to keep herself open to romance -- she hopes to find a husband who shares her values and her awareness of the supernatural. As the second eldest in her family, she feels like there's an expectation there, even if her older sibling might be the one most poised to eventually lead the Feng-Lindon coven. Her personal philosophy is that pressure makes diamonds, which is why she buries her head in her work -- it gives her purpose and makes her feel most useful, especially when none of her family is involved.

Overall, Feng family life is... well, it feels normal, apart from the whole witch coven thing. Dani can't really complain -- her parents (including stepfather Adrian) love and care about her. Her siblings are, well, siblings. And she loves them, even if they're not all extremely close. It's normal! That's how families are. She works hard, has a good job, and is self-reliant. She does sometimes have a tendency to prioritize herself, and while she doesn't mind spending time with Jac, Danielle feels like they are just too far apart in age and stage of life to really... connect. Plus, apart from the Air magic thing, Dani's been doing her own magic for years, focused on following her mother's lead there. Her true powers manifested normally, and she was doing just fine with her normal practice.

Why does she have to be the one to present herself as something she's not? Better yet, why was Jac the one to manifest those powers in the first place? Will Dani Feng always be following someone else's lead?

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Her Magic:

Dani's Earth Magic functions similarly to Earthbending from Avatar in concept. It's strongest when she herself has her feet on the ground, and barefoot contact makes it most impactful.

Her personal goal is to eventually generate enough pressure within rock to produce a diamond. It aligns with her personal philosophy about high-pressure situations making her resilient and powerful.

Her most frequent, practical use for the power is to subtly clean the dirt off people's shoes before they come inside her apartment or her family's home. Also minor landscaping.

She has a natural intuition for crystals and their composition, though rocks are geologically less complex to manipulate. She can make weapons out of stone and obsidian in situations where she needs to protect herself.

She is not yet strong enough to do any truly significant metal manipulation.

Air magic is her ideological opposite and she has trouble grasping it, but to less disciplined eyes, her ability to kick up small dust storms looks enough like the effect of the wind, rather than the earth.

Established Connections:

Margot Feng, @bewiitcheds - Mother, Earth Magic mentor

Jacqueline "Jac" Feng, @fengforhire - Younger Sister, Air Magic mentor

Adrian Luna, @sntslunas - Stepfather

Luna Sylvestri, @lunasylvestri - Roommate, Friend from High School

Kevin Ma, @kevma - Friend from High School, Chinese families know each other

Wanted Connections:

The Mayor of Port Leiry - Details UTP. It's the mayor. Dani is a mid-level aide in their office, advising on briefings, letters from constituents, and different local voting initiatives. She's not aware of all the larger dealings of their job, and isn't even sure if the mayor knows about the supernatural side of the city. ((I'd love to see this role develop into something larger for the whole group. Let's meet our elected officials!!!) A Future Fiancé - Male Identifying, 28-34, FC UTP. Maybe they've just met, or maybe they've been dating for a while, but Dani is looking for a serious relationship with ambitions of getting married. If you're here for a casual fling, keep moving. She needs someone who's ready to go steady as a rock. General: Coworkers at City Hall, Other Feng Siblings

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brookstonalmanac · 3 months ago

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Holidays 8.26

Holidays

Alice Doesn’t Day

Animal Farm Day

Battle of Manzikert Anniversary Day (Turkey)

Congressional Startup Day

826 Day

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Herero Day (a.k.a. Red Flag Day; Namibia)

Heroes’ Day (Namibia)

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International Content Creators Day

International Cosplay Day

International Day Against Dengue

International Hausa Day

Jamaat-e-Islami Foundation Day

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Kantanka Day (Ghana)

Kneel in Protest Day

Liquorice Day (French Republic)

Make Your Own Luck Day

Musical Yoga Day

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National Day of Solidarity (Argentina)

National Dog Day

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Paul Anka Day (Ottawa, Canada)

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Women's Equality Day

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Food & Drink Celebrations

Cherry Popsicle Day

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424 Day (Oklahoma)

National McChicken Day

Independence & Related Days

!9th Amendment Certified (Giving Women the Right to Vote; US; 1920)

Official Recognition Day (Abkhazia)

4th & Last Monday in August

Araw ng mga Bayani (National Heroes’ Day; Philippines) [Last Monday]

August/Summer Bank Holiday (UK) [Last Monday]

International Day of Cyber Attack Ceasefire [Last Monday]

Liberation Day (Hong Kong) [Last Monday]

Meatless Monday [Last Monday of Each Month]

Meditation Monday [Every Monday]

Mellow Monday [4th Monday of Each Month]

Monday Musings [Every Monday]

Moody Monday [Last Monday of Each Month]

Motivation Monday [Every Monday]

Motorist Consideration Monday [Monday of Be Kind to Humankind Week]

Mushroom Monday [4th Monday of Each Month]

National Heroes’ Day (Philippines) [Last Monday]

Notting Hill Carnival (UK) [Last Monday & day before]

Ould Lammas Fair (Ireland) [Last Mondday]

Social Justice Day (Antarctica) [4th Monday]

Weekly Holidays beginning August 26 (4th Full Week of August)

National Composites Week (thru 8.30)

National Safe at Home Week (thru 8.30)

Festivals Beginning August 26, 2024

Alaska’s Midnight Sun Great Pumpkin Weigh-Off (Palmer, Alaska)

Leeds West Indian Carnival (Leeds, United Kingdom)

Odense International Film Festival (Odense, Denmark) [thru 9.1]

US Open Tennis Championships (New York, United States) [thru 9.8]

Feast Days

Adrian and Natalia of Nicomedia (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Adrian of Nicomedia (Greek Feast Day) [brewers]

Alexander of Bergamo (Roman Catholic Church)

Bernardino Poccetti (Artology)

Brant Parker (Artology)

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Christopher Isherwood (Writerism)

David Lewis (Christian; Blessed)

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Guillaume Apollinaire (Writerism)

Ilmater (Finnish Goddess of the Water Mother)

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John Buchan (Writerism)

Julio Cortázar (Writerism)

Kirby and Jeffy (Muppetism)

Krishna Rebirth Midnight Mass (Hindu; Everyday Wicca)

Lizzie Borden Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Mariam Baouardy (Melkite Greek Catholic Church)

Martha Darley Mutrie (Artology)

Melchizedek (Christian; Saint)

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Usuki Stone Buddhas Fire Festival (Japan)

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Zephyrinus, Pope (Christian; Martyr)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lucky Day (Philippines) [47 of 71]

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

Premieres

An American in Paris (Film; 1951)

Bodyguard (BBC TV Series; 2018)

The Bookworm and the Raven (MGM Cartoon; 1939)

Bosko’s Picture Show (WB LT Cartoon; 1933)

Boy in Darkness, by Mervyn Peake (Novella; 1956) [Gormenghast #5]

Colombiana (Film; 2011)

Crossing Delancey (Film; 1988)

Cup of Gold, by John Steinbeck (Novel; 1929)

Detouring America (WB MM Cartoon; 1939)

Dog Gone South (WB MM Cartoon; 1950)

Elijah, by Felix Mendelssohn (Oratorio; 1846)

Eragon, by Christopher Paolini (Novel; 2002)

Fire and Ice (Animated Film; 1983)

Flying Fists (MGM Cartoon; 1930)

Hey Jude, by The Beatles (Song; 1968)

Lamb in His Bosom, by Caroline Miller (Novel; 1933)

Leisure, by Blur (Album; 1991)

Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence (Film; 1983)

Natural Born Killers (Film; 1994)

The New Mutants (Film; 2020)

Our Idiot Brother (Film; 2011)

The Reckless Driver (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1946)

7th Heaven (TV Series; 1996)

Strange Brew (Film; 1983)

String Bean Jack (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1938)

Sunshine Superman, by Donovan (Album; 1966)

Tennis Racquet (Disney Cartoon; 1949)

Those Were the Days, by Mary Hopkin (Song; 1968)

Three Thousand Years of Longing (Film; 2022)

To Catch a Woodpecker (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1957)

We’re in the Money (WB MM Cartoon; 1933)

Your Name (Anime Film; 2016)

Today’s Name Days

Gregor, Margareta, Mirian, Teresa (Austria)

Adrian, Adriana, Adriyan, Adriyana, Natali, Nataliya (Bulgaria)

Aleksandar, Branimir, Melkisedek (Croatia)

Luděk (Czech Republic)

Ienæus (Denmark)

Hilma, Ilma, Ilmatar, Ilme, Ilmi (Estonia)

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Natacha (France)

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Adrianos, Natalia (Greece)

Izsó (Hungary)

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Samuel (Slovakia)

Teresa (Spain)

Östen (Sweden)

Andrian, Andriana, Natalia (Ukraine)

Percival, Percy, Travis, Trevis, Trevon, Trevor (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 239 of 2024; 127 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 1 of Week 35 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 24 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Ren-Shen), Day 23 (Ren-Xu)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 22 Av 5784

Islamic: 20 Safar 1446

J Cal: 29 Purple; Eighthday [29 of 30]

Julian: 13 August 2024

Moon: 50%: 3rd Quarter

Positivist: 14 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Vaucanson]

Runic Half Month: Rad (Motion) [Day 4 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 68 of 94)

Week: 4th Full Week of August

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 5 of 32)

#Holidays

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dreaming-for-an-escape · 2 years ago

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@wolfanddragon98

Here you go you filthy animal ;) Aemond first. Working on the Thomas one now.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Many people would think Aemond wouldn’t be into aftercare, and they’re probably right if it’s with someone he doesn’t love. But with Adrian, who’s his wife, he’s more softhearted. Afterwards he’d want to hold her, speak softly to her, and kiss and cleanup wherever he left a mess. The only issue is that Adrian doesn’t always let him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Do I even need to say? Okay fine xD Adrian’s legs are Aemond’s favorite body part of hers. He likes how they feel in his hands and when he’s kissing the inside of her thighs before reaching her peach zone. LMAO.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Aemond doesn’t like any to go to waste, so he’d rather always finish inside Adrian. But sometimes he gets too excited when pleasing her and he finishes without even being in her. Happens to the best of us....him a lot more.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Dirty secret? Hmm, spoiler. Aemond kept the clothes Adrian originally came in. So that means he has her dress, bra and underwear....yet to be mentioned in the story.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Aemond had limited experience. The only other woman he was with was one he does not like to think about. So he learned how to properly treat his wife through various books. And I'd say he learned quite a lot.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Aemond likes any position where he’s able to face Adrian. So standard missionary, her on top, the G-Whiz (apparently that’s a real one I looked it up. My asexual would never lmao), Ballet Dancer, and the Seashell which looks intense but hey Adrian does yoga so...

Just anything that has Aemond looking at her. Unless of course he’s giving her head, that’s another story.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I’d say he’s more on the serious side when it comes to his lovemaking. Especially the first time they’re together because he’s watching closely to how Adrian’s reacts.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This guy is so well groomed and of course the carpet matches the drapes xD

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

I can’t believe I am saying this but....he’s such a romantic. Just with Adrian. He always makes her peak first. And then a second time. And maybe even a third time before he does so himself.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This guy stole a photo from her that he found arousing. It’s suffice to say that he does in fact jack off to the thought of her. Which I may or may not include a scene.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink 100%, would’ve had a breastfeeding kink had Adrian stayed long enough, he likes having his hair touched and is upset Adrian doesn’t do it as much. That first time they had sex she had her hands in his hair, whew. Cockwarming is a huge one because he’d want to stay inside Adrian for as long as possible. And just being touched by her in general.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Honestly Aemond prefers the privacy of their chambers. But he’s totally imagined doing her in the library and on the throne.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just...Adrian being Adrian. Really he’s ready to go whenever she is. And he thanks the Gods for those pregnancy hormones.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No to degrading, no to humiliating, none of that. He knows she wouldn’t like it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

YES.

Aemond told me to write that. He also told me he loves giving Adrian oral sex and if she ever did it to him he’d be able to die happily.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and Sensual. Aemond knows he has to treat her gently otherwise she could change her mind and he doesn’t want that. Sly fucker. But if she were to ever to tell him to go faster he would in a heartbeat.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Aemond prefers their lovemaking to be as long as possible.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I mean other than him going in her raw? Nah...that’s pretty big risk and one Aemond enjoys taking.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He could go on for hours, honestly. But he’d stop once Adrian wants to. He’ll certainly try to make it last though. “Just one more time, please my love?”

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

His mouth, hands, and cock is all he needs.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Again he can only take teasing too far before Adrian tells him to stop. So he doesn’t do it as much.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He has no problem being loud, and he wants her to be as loud as him. Aemond wants everyone to hear what they’re doing.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think Aemond is already wild enough as it is.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s on the leaner side but don't think he doesn’t have any muscles. This guy trains practically everyday. There’s a party going on underneath his clothes...especially his breeches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

After meeting Adrian? His sex drive goes through the castle ceiling.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

The first time Adrian and him have sex she falls asleep first because she is so tired. After that it’s mainly Aemond who falls asleep first because Adrian’s self-hatred keeps her up at night. Yup, that’s how I ended this. ANGST.

#my heart my body my soul #adrian nova reyes #aemond targaryen #smut #and hey look there's the angst #hotd modern reader #house of the dragon #oc

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