#your themes are always so so fab!!!

[tangerinesgf]

Hi, so excited your requests are open! The morning after a very steamy sex session with Tangerine?

Tangerine x gn!reader (gender is not specified but reader is referred to as having the body of a person fab.)

Warnings: NSFW, smut, fluff (18+ Minors DNI!!)

Disclaimer: As per usual English is not my first language, I tried my best with the British slang. Also this isn't proofread so all mistakes are my own.

A/N: Since its the new year I thought it'd be fun to theme this around that. Hope you enjoy it!! This is also my first time writing smut so pls go easy on me, the plan wasn't even to write this with smut, but somehow we ended up here.

You could feel Tangerine's warm breath on your neck as you slowly awakened from your sleep, his arm holding your body tight to his own.

Looking over your shoulder you could see he was still fast asleep. The usual frown on his face was no where to be seen. He looked so peaceful and innocent.

Innocent was the last thing the two of you had been last night. It had been one hell of a night to say the least.

This had been your first New Years Eve with the twins. More over, your first New Years Eve with your new boyfriend, Tangerine.

You'd spend the entire evening playing various board games. Tangerine had been more than happy to participate after you made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.

"If you do this, I'll let you do whatever you want with me tonight." You'd whispered in his ear.

Tangerine's eyes had gone wide, his body stiffening under your touch. And even though he was terrible at board games he did all of them, like the perfect boyfriend he is.

After the countdown, new years kisses and a lot of champagne Tangerine almost pushed Lemon out of the front door.

"Time to hold up your end of the deal, darling."

Everything after that was a blur to you. What you did remember however is that was the most mind-blowing sex you had ever had.

That's how you ended up here. In Tangerine's bed, tangled up in each others bodies, the smell of sex still in the air.

Wanting to take a shower you tried to untangle yourself from your boyfriend. He however had no intention of letting you go. Tangerine's arm tightened around you, pulling you closer to his chest.

"Stay in bed with me." Tangerine whispered as he nuzzled his face in the side of your neck.

"Tan, I feel disgusting I'm gonna take a shower."

"You didn't think it was disgusting when you were screaming my name last night." You felt him smirking against your neck.

"Don't get cocky."

You gently moved Tangerine's hand off of you and went to sit on the side of the bed. You heard him whine at the loss of your touch.

Before you could even sit up his hands were all over you, pushing you back down on the bed as he straddled your hips.

"Come on, admit it, no one can fuck ya like I can." The smirk on his face almost reached his eyes.

It's true, though you'd never admit it out loud. It's not like his ego needs the extra boost anyway.

You playfully rolled your eyes at him and tried to push him off, but he didn't budge.

"Uh uh, I'm not lettin' ya leave 'till you fess up."

You tried to look annoyed, but you were loving this and he knew it. If he had his way, and let's be honest he probably would, you two wouldn't be leaving this bed all day.

"You know you want to." He teased, placing kisses from your jaw to your collarbone.

And god you did, but you were loving this game a little too much to confess right away.

Your breathing started to get a little heavier when he trailed his hand down to your pajama pants. Sliding inside them, he rested his hand on your clothed clit not applying any pressure to it.

"Tan.." you whined.

He always knew exactly which buttons to push and you hated how easy it was for him. In a matter of seconds he's already got you on edge again.

"Yes, love?" His accent thick, smirk returning to his face. If you weren't so turned on right now, you'd slap that stupid smirk off of his fucking face.

"Please-" you breath hitched when he started applying a bit of pressure on your clit.

"All ya gotta do is say it."

You shook your head, wondering how long you'd be able to keep this up. Your question was answered when he firmly pressed two fingers down on your still clothed pussy.

"Fuck, shit okay, you win, please.. I need you." You basically pleaded with him, not being able to withstand the build up anymore.

"Still haven't said it, darlin'." He said, continuing his kisses down your neck.

"No one can fuck me like you, Tan, now will you please get on with it?"

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?."

Finally he slipped his hand into your panties, pushing one finger inside your folds.

You threw your head back at the sudden feeling of being full. Without warning he added a second finger and started pumping them along your walls.

Your moans got louder as his pace started to get faster and faster. Using his thumb to circle your clit.

"That's it, love. Taking my fingers so well, aren't ya?"

"Y-yeah" you failed to get anything else out of your mouth. Your hands found his hair pulling him down to capture his lips in a deep, hungry kiss.

Tangerine could feel that you were close. He decided to insert a third finger, before crooking them inside you, sending you over the edge.

"Cum for me." He whispered in your ear and that was all it took.

"Fuck." You cried out as you clenched your walls around him, cumming all over his fingers.

You whined at the loss of his fingers when he pulled them out, trying to get your breathing under control.

Never breaking eye contact between the two of you, Tangerine moved his fingers to his mouth and slowly licked your juices off of them.

Fuck, this man really was something else.

"You did so well." He praised kissing the top of your head before laying back down next to you.

"Happy New Year, love."

"Happy New Year." You repeated, turning to face him to capture his lips once again with yours, still being able to taste yourself on his tongue.

You did in fact not leave his bed all day.

A/N: hope you liked that, not bad for a first time I think, feedback is always welcome.🥰 Please comment if you wanna be on my Tangerine taglist.

And most of all, have an amazing 2023!!

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[sage-green-matcha]

MAROON - ETHAN LANDRY PT. 1 🍷🥀🔪

“The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me, and how the blood rushed into my cheeks so, scarlet it was” - Taylor Swift

Content includes: mentions of murder, alcohol, pretty much it for this chapter!

Pt. 2 of Maroon | Pt. 3 of Maroon | PT. 4 of Maroon |

(A/n: This is the first chapter of a series! It’s gonna be ab 5-7 parts? I’m not sure yet. Hope you enjoy! )

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Your whole life you'd felt like an outcast, no friends, a broken family. You'd move around your entire childhood, you never had one place that you called home. You knew you couldn't get too comfortable anywhere you were.

That was until you moved to Woodsboro. You were there for your last two years of high school. Becoming friends with a group of "popular kids" but what you didn't know was that at the cost of having friends was death.

"Y/n, you okay?" Tara waved her hand in your face. "I- yea I'm fine" Your lips were agape, picturing the sight of the dead bodies you had seen in the past. You took it harder than everyone else. Sam kept trying to get you to go to therapy but you refused. You didn't think anything was wrong with you. But the situation changed how you looked at everyone and everything.

You couldn't trust anyone, nowhere was safe. You felt like there were eyes on you at all times. And you never dared to pick up any calls from unknown numbers. "I was asking what we should get for dinner? Everyone's coming over in a bit" "Oh uh, I'm fine with anything"

It was just a normal night to everyone else, but to you, the moon was the same as it was on that night. It was full, and it messed with your head. "Y/n...it might be last minute but do you wanna go to a party? It's Halloween themed and I know you've been wanting to wear your costume" She smiled at you.

She knew you would say yes, everyone loved when you were drunk. You were the same person from before the murders, the same funny, sweet, Y/n that gave no fucks. You let loose, you'd dance with anyone who asked and took whatever drink was handed to you.

"Yea, I'll get ready" "Nice" she squealed, leaving you alone. You kept your door open, finding your pink butterfly wing teeshirt, pairing it with a green mini skirt. It was simple enough but still cute, tying the shirt in the front to make the "slutty" aspect of Halloween come into play. You had a little flower crown, carefully placed butterflies all over it, a green bow in the back.

You did your makeup with care, adding glitter and gems to the sides of your eyes. "Hi Y/n...we're leaving soon" you responded to the unfamiliar voice, looking up quickly "Oh, hey Ethan...right?" He nodded. You'd be lying if you said you didn't think he looked silly. He was wearing a cardboard hat, grey tape around the edges to give it a "cleaned up" look.

"Yea...Ethan Landry" "And what are you supposed to be, Ethan?" He was really cute, he had a shy look in his eye, his cheeks covered in pretty roses blush color. "I'm a Knight" "Your armor isn't really shiny" he looked confused and kinda offended at the same time.

"I- I'm just kidding, sorry. I'll be out soon" You smiled up at him. He had pictured your smile in his mind and it was so much better than he had imagined. You were always quiet and serious in Econ class, but you looked so good with a smile on your face.

Luckily, Ethan would be getting to see you smile all night, the first one when you took your first shot of the night. "To the Fab 5, and! To Ethan, my roommate" "Chad ew, don't call us that" Tara cringed. "Yea! And Sams not here so it's not the full 5" you laughed. "Okay, okay whatever. Cheers guys" You took the small glass to your lips, burning liquid smoothly going down your throat, tossing away old memories and letting yourself go.

"Let's dance!" You dragged Tara to the dance floor also known as the living room, the smell of smoke filling your nose. "Does Sam know you're here?" "No!" She laughed and you shook your head. "You know she's gonna track you down, right?" "Nah, she won't find me"

You stumbled back to the kitchen, Ethan scrolling on his phone silently. "Hey, E...you drink?" You held up a bottle tauntingly and he shook his head. "Uh, no" "yea, I saw you spit out that shot" you smiled, turning back to the table of alcohol, pouring two shots of vodka. "Here" you handed him one, his shaky voice thanking you.

You liked Ethan, sure you'd only known him for a couple hours but he reminded you of yourself. Getting dragged into new friend groups where they don't quiet except you, feeling left out of jokes since he hadn't been here long. "How long have you been in New York?" You strike up a conversation, Anika stealing you back after the long chat. "Got eyes for Landry, huh?" "He's cute" you shrugged with a smile, taking a drink from the red solo cup in your hand. "Chads gonna freak"

Her eyes widened and so did her smile. It finally felt like you were trusting someone, opening up, and starting a conversation. You knew the next time you'd seen him he'd be confused by the lack of energy you'd have. In reality, the alcohol was what was giving you that boost.

You sat down next to the two girls, Mindy explaining her logic behind being at this party and the small chance of almost being killed again. "What about you Y/n? Aren't you a bit paranoid?" "Yeah, I guess. But I feel safe around you guys" you smirked. "Oh also Y/n, I don't Trust Ethan at all. He looks too innocent" "Isn't that the best part?" You laughed, Mindy with a disgusted look on her face.

"I'm gonna go stand in line for the bathroom" You blew kisses at them as you walked away, walking around to find the bathroom. You felt yourself lose balance as you walked, someone catching you as you felt liquid splash on your shirt. "Ah man, my shirt" You held onto the randos chest, trying to stay balanced. "Shit, Y/n...you okay?" You looked up with drunk eyes, Ethan looking down at you with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. But my shirt...not so much" You frowned, blush rushing into your cheeks as you looked at him. You untied your Tee, the Maroon color splashed all over your top, making it look like someone had stabbed you. "Is that wine?" He shrugged. "I'm not sure, this girl just gave it to me" he smiled, helping you hold yourself up against the wall.

"Thanks for catching me, I'm not completely drunk, these heels are just uncomfortable to walk in" You slipped off the gold shoes, Ethan standing next to you uncomfortably. "Uhm, let's get you a new drink, yea?" "Oh, no no it's okay. I wasn't gonna drink it...uhm it's fine" he stumbled over his words quite a lot. You couldn't tell if he was just nervous or if this is just how he was all the time.

"Ethan! My man!" Chads hand slapped over the poor boy's shoulder. "Whoah...Y/n, you look like you just got attacked...again" "Very funny Chad" you glared at him. "Hey uh, not to interrupt this throuple but your services are needed" Anika turned the corner as Chad sighed. "I'm needed, I'll be back" "Throuple huh...I think I'd like to just have fun with you, E" You held back a laugh, walking away with a smile and an awkward wink.

Ethan was left a flustered and confused mess, following to find Chad. As for you, you'd finally find the bathroom. Looking at your wine-splashed shirt. It was a familiar view. But instead of blood, it was an innocent drink. You lifted your shirt, your fingers tracing over the two, deep knife scars.

You were lucky to only get two lousy scars, compared to others...you told yourself you didn't have room to complain. After all, you were alive, you made it through the night and you took it to your advantage.

You snapped out of your trance as you heard a familiar voice. Sam, oh shit. "Excuse me" You struggled to push through the crowded hall, bumping into Ethan once you got to the scene. You moving to stand by his side. "Oh shit" you cringed as Sam took her taser to the man's crotch.

"Sam? Are you fucking kidding me? You're stalking me now?" You And Ethan watched in confusion, the dude now on the floor. "Holy shit! It's that psycho girl!" The room filled with laughter, grabbing Ethan's hand as everyone chased Tara.

"Is this like a regular thing in this friend group?" The group walked in unison, you And Ethan behind everyone else. "Yea," you sighed, feet aching with your shoes in your hand. "I like your flower thingy...by the way" "Thanks, made it myself" you took it off your head, handing it to him before stealing the cardboard hat from off his. "Trade me?" "Oh uh...yea" he placed the crown on his head awkwardly, trying to fix his hair as you slipped his hat over your head.

"Looks cute on you" The pink flowers matched with his soft personality, and his flushed cheeks. You on the other hand looked very strange, getting looks from the people that were once staring at Sam and Tara.

"Tara..will you stop?" Sam struggled to catch up with her sister, Tara not giving a fuck. "I cannot believe you did that, you embarrassed me!" "That gut was a dick! He was gonna take advantage of you" "So?!" You rubbed underneath your eyes, knowing that they were about to get into an argument yet again.

It was always like this, they argue just to never make up and argue again. It's a continuous cycle that has never ended. "So?" Sam repeated in shock. "If I wanna hook up with an ass hole that's my decision?! It's my decision" "Okay.." Sam scoffed.

"It's not about you!... You..you were out of my life for 5 years and then you can't leave me alone for 5 minutes" Sams's only and most used "comeback" was that Tara wasn't going to the councilor, That she wasn't dealing with what happened to her. You wondered if she thought the same thing about you, you were worse than Tara with the subject, you had completely blocked out any idea of it with anyone. Sure everyone knew what happened in the back of their head, but it was for the best if no one mentioned it.

"Hey...guys come on" Tara ignored Chad, trying to get them to stop. Tara rambled, even you thought her words were a bit harsh. "You just follow me here and you won't let me out of your sight" "Just...trying to look out for you" You could tell Sam felt defeated, rethinking her actions. "I know...I know you are. But you can't do it for the rest of my life, you have to let me go"

Next thing you knew the smell of cherry coke filled your nose, a drink splashed all over Sam by a random girl. The two were already at it, Sam trying to aggressively go after her, Chad pulling her back. "The fuck is wrong with you?" "You know what you did!" "I didn't fucking do anything!"

You waved at Ethan to follow you, chasing behind Mindy and the rest of the group. "I'm so fucking tired of this!" Tara's eyes watered in frustration, Chad rubbed her back Anika and Mindy holding hands as they walked. You only now realized how alone you were. Sure you'd have some flirty moments with Mindy or Anika but they were purely platonic, you'd never had an actual partner.

"Y/n, I heard what you said to Ethan, not that drunk huh?" She laughed. "He knows I'm kidding...or not. Right E?" "What?" He caught up and you smiled to the ground. "You talked to my bro? Damn, I guess you two would make a good pair" Chad laughed. "No, I don't trust him. He's weird, he always stutters when he talks. He's definitely hiding something" Mindy scoffed.

"I'm right here..." "No, he's just like that with Girls, Man has never experienced female contact" Ethan rolled his eyes, sighing. Mindy also rolled her eyes, she was always stubborn, especially when she was convinced someone was dangerous. "Well I'm gay, so I don't know why he's scared of me" "Maybe cause you're really intimidating, Mindy" Tara turned back, a broken smile back on her face.

"You are...kinda really rude too" "Am not, your face is just annoying to look at" your eyes widened. "Okay you two, cut it out" You all finally got to the apartment, running into your room to take off the wet, uncomfortable shirt. You placed Ethan's hat on your bed, finding a long sleeve and pj pants to switch into.

"Hey, here's your thingy back" he knocked on the door, handing it to you. "Oh, thanks" you grabbed his hat off the bed, giving it back. "I- I think I'm just gonna take it all off, restricting" you agreed. "Yea...plus the party's already over" "I...I'm really sorry about your shirt...by the way" "It's fine, ill just order another one"

"Y/n, hey I think you're gonna wanna see this" Chad called from the living room, you And Ethan rushing to his voice. He called out to Sam who was downstairs, the two of you meeting in the living room in shock. "Cute boy...nice" Quinn smiled and you smirked.

You stared at the Tv, "Also found at the scene were various Ghost Face costumes..." you heart dropped to your ass, you could feel tears start to form in your eyes. "I'm not doing this shit again" you rushed to your room, Sam chasing behind you. "Y/n...Y/n come on we can leave, I'll get tara" "Guys! Wait no! Hold on! No wait, let's talk about this for a second" the two of you had already made your way to the kitchen, knifes in hand.

"This might not have anything to do with us" "Are you serious?" Sam asked. Great, another argument. But this time you sided with Sam. This definitely had something to do with all of you. "It's Halloween! Everybody's wearing masks" "Tara! Tara, this isn't a coincidence!" Your eyes were wide, looking at her trying to find where she found the audacity to say that.

"Tara...we knew him" you spoke up. "He was in one of our classes! We Barley knew him" She scoffed. "Chad, Mindy back us up here" your eyes creased, heart pumping as if you'd just run a marathon. "I mean it is a little bit..." "close to home..." Mindy finished his sentence. "Quinn! Your dad's a cop right? Can you call him and see what's going on? Before you make the dumb ass decision to abandon my college education, and flee the fucking state?" Everyone looked up at Quinn, her Phone to her ear as she called.

You froze as you felt your phone ring in your pocket. Everyone's eyes on you. You slowly took it out, looking at the contact. "Who is it?" You let out a small sigh of relief. "It's just Gale, probably excited about the new book opportunity" you held your face in your palms. "Why'd everyone just freak out when her phone rang?" "You gotta keep up My Dude" you felt your heart beat faster, holding back tears.

"Sam, my dad wants to talk to you" you rushed to your room, closing the door behind you. You fell against it, tears spilling out. You thought you'd finally escaped it, but now your progress was ruined, you were back at square one. It was only bound to get worse, this was just the beginning.

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ASTROLOGY OBSERVATIONS - 1

Do not copy or steal my work.

Mostly Sun is regarded as the "Father" in astrology, however , it is important to check saturn too, in Vedic astrology , Sun or Surya Dev was the Father of "Saturn" or Shani , they never had a good bond , in astrology too, if a native has an afflicted sun or afflicted Saturn , it can cause problem for the native with his/her father.

The sign in Saturn in your natal chart can show where your father didn't understand you or where he doesn't support you. (i would like to listen to your experiences with this observation)

People with Moon conjunct Neptune had health problems in their early childhood , it gets worse if moon is afflicted

Mercury aspecting Jupiter possess a good sense of humor , hard aspects may cause the native to be boastful and be a little to much while joking.

Jupiter in Scorpio is such an interesting placement along with Jupiter in Gemini, they know almost everything related to their sign's themes.

Neptune in the 9th house makes a native question his religion and his position in society....

During retrograde periods , always check for the placement of the planet in your chart, lookout for the house placements and it's relation to body parts (the specific planet that is about to be in retrograde)

Asteroid Apollo can show where you enjoy things and get attention but also get over indulged in.

The Sun's placement in your chart can show where you help/heal others , sometimes in a way , you don't even realise.

Neptune aspecting Lilith are so good at blending in with people , almost like they can shapeshift while being in presence of others but most of the time , they are unconscious about it.

The house where Neptune resides in your chart is where people tend to be skeptical of you, spread false rumours about you, if it aspects mars , its even worse.

Venus in leo is such a fab placement, the way they project how self love is done is really aspiring.

A prominent Saturn-neptune conjunction/opposition can show that the native is often clueless about facing hardships.

The placement of moon in your chart can show where you are prone to adaptability

The sign of your venus + moon can tell you the element which you should connect with.

South node in 2nd house or 12th house can indicate eye problems

The Placement of Ketu/south node is what you put blind faith on or easily believe in (check sign n placements)

The Placement of North node/Rahu is where you tend to assert your dominance and rules.

Note :- Some observations may apply and may not apply to you, this can be due to aspects with other planets ... remember that Astrology is a science and it is experimental.

Thanks a lot for reading this post! I would love to know about your experiences! Comments , reblogs , likes are always appreciated ❤️✨!

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[l0velylecter]

say yes to me — simon ‘ghost’ riley / f!reader

— “like a barge at sea, in the storm, i stay clear.”

— 'FAITH WILL GET YOU KILLED.’ HE sounded tired, sad even. The mist was starting to crowd you from all sides. Above, snowflakes danced in the light: a choreographed ballet conducted by the gentle wind. You tentatively reached out to brush the masked cheek with your thumb, putting on your best smile even if tears pricked the corners of your eyes.

‘ Well, you've kept me safe. Haven’t you, Simon?’

summary : when his enemies used your history with simon against him, the soldier begins to reflect on your relationship, well, whatever was left of it: even after the divorce, life still finds a way to drag you back into the crossfire, back to him.  pairing : simon ‘ghost’ riley / f! reader fandom : call of duty modern warfare ii rating : m for mature and suggestive themes, minors don’t interact (mdni!), not safe for work (nsfw!) warnings : descriptions of violence, cursing, references to past substance abuse, arguments that may be anxiety inducing to some, anger management issues from simon  tags : angst, hurt and comfort, simon struggling to face his emotions, divorce, reunion after years, scenes with brief descriptions of sex in it, female parts, fab!reader,  told in parts, refrences to his past from the comics, a small headcanon about his (dead) mom  word count : 1.7k song used for inspiration : yes to heaven by lana del rey & my blood by ellie goulding 

01 | Simon rescued you in winter. Sedated by the wind, the city's heartbeat begins to fade; the air — cold with the promise of snow. It distracted you from the fact that you were bleeding, your blouse clinging to the warm and wet wound. It also made hearing harder: past the ringing in your ears, you could hear him shouting, movements rushed as he knelt to haul your body atop his lap. The familiar string of curses erasing any suspicions of his identity.

" Simon." You rasped, smiling even if everything was hurting," My Simon."

" Keep your eyes open." He ordered, " Don't you fucking close them."

He told you to focus on something, anything to keep you awake. So you anchored yourself to how he curled his finger around your shoulders because even if his eyes were stern to save his composure, his grip says otherwise. He has always held onto you as if you were going to slip away, tightly, surely. As if Simon wanted to convince himself that you weren't a dream ready to be ripped away from him by the morning ( but maybe this was the first time he wished otherwise). He'd tap your cheek from time to time. The brief and sharp sting prying your eyes open.

Simon adjusted you across his lap, your body rocking as the helicopter landed roughly. Somewhere along the way, a confession had slipped past your mouth, "I thought...you wouldn't come."

There was a quick flash of anger across his face: fingers twitching and knees tensing beneath you.

" I won't next time."

When you woke up in a hospital bed, a nurse went to alert the doctor, the empty chair by the foot of the bed staring back at you.  02 |  Simon left you in spring. He didn't visit, didn't call, didn't write. You didn't expect him to anyway, carrying on with your life as if you'd never seen him in the first place. The whole thing felt like a hallucination. Seeing Simon again felt like witnessing a premonition of a ghost who should be good as dead to you. Yet your stitches said otherwise, and so did Captain Jonathan Price, his visit an overdue prediction that came true late in May. The bouquet resting against your vase was supposedly an apology for the intrusion — " I was raised proper."

" Let me guess. Simon's angry with me."

Price lowered his cigar, mouth curling downwards, " No. Not at you."

You relaxed against the couch. You wouldn't be so careless to claim that Simon trusted him, but at the very least, you knew he respected the man. You reminisced about the first time you met Price ( even then, he had a cigar hanging from his mouth). He had hauled Ghost past your doorway: bloody, battered, and bruised. That must've been at least seven or eight years ago when you'd just started living with your husband.

Right, you swallowed, catching yourself — when he was your husband.

As if hearing your thoughts, Price sighed, " You weren't on any official records. There was no documentation, no pictures. Nothing. No one knew about you."

" And now?"

" His team suspects, but I doubt there'll be any external witnesses left to ever pull a bloody stupid stunt like that again."

You raised your brow.

" He went after everyone in that warehouse. No survivors. No witnesses."

The image of Simon covered head to toe with blood, eyes furious and lethal, flashed before your eyes. It would make sense why he wouldn't want to rescue you next time because, after his purge, you doubt there would be anyone — anything left to hurt you. He's on leave now. Simon says he wants to be thorough.

You could barely keep it together when gesturing at the flowers, " Tell him I said thank you."

Price asked how you knew it was from Simon — " The staff in the center used to teach classes on flowers. That included gardening, making bouquets, and learning meaning behind them. After...after what they did to him, he wouldn't talk for months. I guess that class was his way of trying to fill in the silence. Daffodils bloom first during spring: new beginnings, sorries. I taught him that. He used to get me them all the time.”

You shook your head, feeling helpless, “He hasn't changed." 03 | Simon’s kisses felt like summer: hot, intense, and angry — his lips burned against your skin. He crowded you against the wall of your apartment, a behemoth of a man even out of his tactical gear, leaving you with barely any space to touch him. 

You whined, begging him to slow down, yet he kissed you with teeth and tongue and urgency. When he cupped your chin roughly with both hands, angling your face under the dim light from the kitchen: peeling back the silhouette to take a good look at you, flushed, panting, and crying.

He growled into your mouth, hoisting you up his waist, " You should've paid more attention. He could have fucking hurt you."

You winced, recalling the events that took place: how the midsummer heat stung your skin as you quickened your pace to get away from the man who had followed you down the block. The moment you pulled your keys out to unlock the door, he had picked up his pace, only to scram the moment Simon appeared behind you. He would have gone after the attacker if you had not gripped his arm for support, overwhelmed: your knees nearly gave out. As if possessed by an irresistible force, the sight of you weakly clinging onto him and on the brink of tears had compelled Simon to undo years of restraint — which would explain why you can taste the frustration in his mouth.

" You'll always protect me. I know it," You managed in between kisses. Briefly, you wondered how long Simon's been looking out for you. Was this what he chose to do on the rare occasions he was off the field? All those times he probably saw you on dates: trying and failing to get over him. All those times you cried about him. All those times you bought yourself daffodils. 

There was something bittersweet at how he seemed to remember the way to the bedroom you used to share, legs finding their way when he was too occupied with you. And you couldn't swallow the tinge of sadness swelling in your chest when you remember every touch, from how he loves to kiss down your back to how he feels inside you; angling you in a way that hits all the right spots. He pistoned in and out of you almost brutally, your body pliant and welcoming under him, blooming at the memory. And when he inserts himself to the hilt, you moaned because you never forgot: how could you forget? It was as if time never passed between the two of you, it was natural, it was instinct, it was like coming home.

When he finally pulled out, leaving you throbbing and empty, you whispered for him to stay — fingers latching onto his when he stood up. And you scrambled to seize the moment he sat back down, breaking down against his chest, words pouring out of your mouth. I missed you. I never wanted you to leave. I still love you. I'll always love you. 

He didn't need to take off the rest of his balaclava for you to know what he was thinking: I don't want to hurt you. Because I will hurt you.

You lay in the dark for a few seconds, five seconds turn to fifteen, turn to thirty, sixty. And when the first rays of sunlight came to wake you gently, Simon was gone. With the bedroom door slightly ajar, the left side of the bed was neat and spotless. Your legs — still warm and wet. 04 | Simon married you in autumn. You remembered how cold it was that day. Even inside the church, the air was frigid, yet still — the silence was only interrupted when the vicar entered. ( The church was not only for privacy, he said, but also for his late mother. Finally, it was a first and rare glimpse into his past. She was baptised here.)

You had nervously glanced at him, smiling lopsidedly with eyes bright and hopeful. Yet Simon remained passive, eyes only wavering when you started reciting their vows. It was the only time Simon had shown any real fear in front of you, and you remembered what you did that day. You had gripped his hand tightly in yours the entire time, kissing each finger before he gave you your ring. 

You explained how the joy of having him carry you up the steps of your home was short-lived, washed under the reality of his pain. There was the temper, the drinking, the insults. The moment arguments got out of control and silent treatments turned too cruel — he started pushing you away, hoping to cut you off to prevent watching you fall apart himself. 

"You underestimated me, Simon. That was the worst part," you finished, ending your story with a weak shrug, " I would've stayed if you had just asked me to. You know I would. I have faith in you, Simon. In us. I still do."

Outside, the shades of yellow and orange swept over the barren ground, except for a few sprouts of daffodils, stubbornly persevering through small miracles. The wind down the mountain slithered past the holes of the old wooden roof as whistles. They ring softly against the silence, echoing down the Rhenish helm. Today would have marked a decade's worth of anniversary, but now it's just become a resting ground for him to haunt — the sight of Simon without a mask, sitting by the pew and staring up at you, a memory you want to burn on the back of your head.

" Faith will get you killed," he sounded tired, sad even. The mist was starting to crowd you from all sides. Above, snowflakes danced in the light: a choreographed ballet conducted by the gentle wind. You tentatively reached out to brush the masked cheek with your thumb, putting on your best smile even if tears pricked the corners of your eyes.

" Well, you've kept me safe. Haven’t you, Simon?"

There was a pause, and you swore the wind held its breath in anticipation with you, waiting, pleading for him to agree at the chance to start again with you. Say yes to me, your fingers whispered, tentatively brushing his hand. Heavy snow is due to arrive early, marking new beginnings: the birth of a new season, the start of his deployment, but to you, a long and terrible winter just ended the moment he kissed each finger to hold your hand.

a/n : zoo wee mama, that took a toll on me. all in one sitting because i am yearning for a domestic life with this man even if i know it will not be easy. fear not simon, i might be senstive and cry the moment someone slightly raise their voice at me, but i am loyal to the bone ( and just delusional enough ). i know this leans more on the reader’s perspective and very ‘read in between the lines’ aka vague, so i hope this style is enjoyable still to read. i personally have to mark this as one of my favorite ficlets / works , cause i love seeing simon suffer. speaking about seeing simon suffer, this is dedicated to : → @flaneurpastel : your support of my angsty simon fics and my work overall in general is something i really cherish, i’ve only briefly had this account but i am so thankful for your support !! and your works are amazing... here’s to more angsty simon fics !  → @gh0stswh0re​ : you are the first page i follow on here and the first account to actually get my ass moving to write about cod : mw ii because your works are jiust *chef’s kiss*, and i’m so excited for your december writing plan... i’m booking front seat ! → everyone who reblogged and liked my angsty simon fics... you guys keep me going mwah x + note on timeline : → the comics talk about simon’s past, he was tortured and needed to go to rehab around 2003-2004 ish, so i assumed he spent a couple years then in therapy / rehab for substance abuse because he needed to cope, and that’s where you met him. marriage happened right after he got revenge on roba and right when he was first employed by 141 ( which probably was why it didn’t work out ) and ever since then it’s just been longing and heartache. and 2022 rolls up, which is cod : mw ii, and i assume this is probably before or after las almas and shadow company !  → feel free to adjust it if it’s better for you or correct me if i’m off or wrong ! 

[missfreija]

You have to love the hypocrisy of the show acting as though being a pimp is so much better than being a slave owner; like it isn't still human trafficking, and as though in that time and place, black women wouldn't have suffered the most from it. It's a seriously disgusting thing to pretend that it's this cutesy, morally fine thing to do: if they're fine with Louis being a sex trader, than they should have been fine with portraying the actual story of the books - he's meant to be a passively bad person. The story is about evil deserving empathy. It would be different if they used the fact that he's a pimp to explore the fact that he's always profited off of human lives and was passively evil in life, that would have been different (though that's exactly what the books do, so it still would have worked with the original story and then the show might have been good), but it was used as a way to make Louis a morally fine uwu baby. I fucking hate it. It's disgusting for the show runners to pretend sex trading is okay and doesn't harm people, it's dishonest to pretend the show is a discussion about the legacy of race in America without actually discussing the way in which black women suffered as a result of misogynoir and how they were sexualised and their sexual exploitation was ignored (but we all know how the show feels about black women given what they did to Claudia), and it's ridiculous to pretend that it's a gothic story when it veers away from the moral complexities inherent to the gothic genre. It's a poorly written, malicious, badly developed show with subpar actors, and I hate how popular it's become. It feel as though it's defiling the legacy of the books. And apparently Marius is a pimp now too. I hate even engaging with it, but I had to vent. I hope it gets cancelled as soon as possible and the fan base dies down, in the meantime, I'll try to enjoy the books and the circle of book fabs that remain here. Of which your blog is a wonderful example. Love to you, hate to AMC.

I absolutely agree with every single word lol. As a woman and as a iwtv fan i am disgusted by the treatment of women in this show, but apparently the show writers and the majority of audience don't care about women representation, neither black nor white. Also the fact that they portrayed the sex workers (in the few scenes where they appear) as 'relaxed' women that seem to have a friendly attitude towards Louis (who in this show possesses a strong ambition for business) is weird and gives to the viewer a distorted view of reality. The narrative focused a lot on the issue of racism, so why not showing briefly the suffering of black prostitutes? Because the male gaze doesn't want to recognize it? I don't know. And don't get me started on the other female characters.

What happened to Claudia was completely avoidable and unnecessary and still rj opted for this version and said that the r4pe was 'a horrible thing that happened to her, but it has toughened her up'. I guess it is a self-explanatory sentence. I can't even imagine how SA victims felt while hearing him say it. It completely downplays the trauma of SA and implies that women get something positive out of it. I felt that episode and the scene in one of the first episodes where Louis burns the tapes of the '70 interview (the book….) were disgustingly disrespectful towards Anne Rice and her fans.

Last year I got into a heated argument with some show fans on twitter because they kept reiterating that 'at least prostitution gives more freedom to women/people than slavery', 'louis is a good pimp, he treats his girls with respect', 'he defends the prostitutes from cruel men' , 'at least he didn't enslave my ancestors unlike book louis', it was annoying and i was astonished of reading all their statements, very misogynistic.

Regarding pimp Louis: not only this is a way to avoid probing into the character's psyche/moral (and not include one of the most important themes of the novel), but it is a way of de responsabilize (and deny) the past. Louis is a man of his time and, with an accurate work of writing, it would have made sense to contestualize his privileged position and explain what it meant for him to be in charge of a plantation, it would have been interesting to show what it meant to be a landowner and slave owner at the time and the consequences of his actions reflected on his slaves, maybe introducing some of them into the narrative in a more concrete way (or do the same with the pimp/brothel storyline in the show, because it's equally evil), since it is a topic basically not explored in the book. But the showrunner decided that nowadays one should not represent these issues on tv and you have to disregard the past. It is extremely hypocritical.

And it's awful that for this reason they chose another historical setting, changing century and not addressing the fact that there were just as many issues in 1910/20 as well; apparently for the writers the XX century was a historical period with minor social problems where no difficulties existed (aside from racism, it was pretty much the most prominent theme in s1). And I doubt that the reconstruction of the New Orleans society of the time is faithful lol (and where is the voodoo?). All this imo denotes great laziness in the writing.

And clearly this series does not belong to the gothic genre, it's more a teen drama. Beyond the surface level thrills, the gothic literature holds a profound mirror to the complexities of human psychology that here are totally absent. I also doubt that the show writers did extensive research on the figure of the vampire in literature.

We were all eagerly waiting for the cancellation of this garbage that is NOT iwtv/tvc and the immediate disappearance of the show fandom ahahah but unfortunately it has been renewed for s3 😔

Thank you for the compliments mwah! hugs!

[the-cat-at-the-theatre-door]

❤️,💛, 🧵, 🎁, 🎬,📌, 💎

Thank you for the abundance! I'll answer under a read more to avoid getting too long.

❤️ What's your favorite romantical ship?

I already answered this one here, however as close runners up, I also wish for the following kitties to kiss:

💛 What's your favorite familial ship?

I also love Sillabub being the daughter of Alonzo/Demeter, because that makes most sense to me, especially in her older Broadway and Hamburg iterations where she was more golden coloured (like Alonzo and Demeter are):

🧵 What's your favorite production and why?

Any production of CATS is pretty much swell in my book, so I do like a grand majority of them (including things like the original Italian Tour which is fab), but the Original Broadway production owns my entire ass. There is a richness and pop-culture history with that one that is...indescribable. Every one saw it or heard of it. It was so *massive*, its replicas significantly outnumbered London ones for a time, yet now it's sort of quietly slunk into the shadows. Sad.

🎁 If you could give any of the ensemble cats a song, who would it be? What would it be about?

Jellylorum would get her own song because she had her own poem so that seems like a logical shoe-in, no? By all technicality she sings *Gus'* song, so she already has one, but I want one for her specifically and she deserves one - being cheerful and helpful and bright. Running with theme, probably swing it in a way where she thinks she's "helping" her humans out by straightening picture frames and moving vases and dusting things with her tail, but the tongue in cheek twist is that her rummaging around is just standard kitty messing with things and the owners being exasperated by it.

🎬 What's your favorite moment from the show? (can be from any production)

I love you entirety of Gus the Theatre Cat - to me you will always be famous (this is always number one in my book - just Gus the Theatre Cat though, excluding any of the other numbers in it. My main love is that number).

I also love you Alonzo Shadow Dance, I love you patter portion of Skimbleshanks, I love you Gumbie Tap solo, I love you Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats, I love you updated Pas de Deux, I love yo- <3

📌 What was Cats 2019's biggest mistake, in your opinion? (OTHER than 'bad cgi') If you don't think it made any notable mistakes, what's your favorite thing about it?

Hiring Tom Hooper to direct. That's the long and short of it. That man barely squeaked by with his Les Misérables shenanigans, and suddenly he's a "musical movie director" with one qualification (who does not even like musicals - which I mean isn't a criteria but you know...helps a bit in how to execute).

💎 If Andrew Lloyd Webber coughed up a sequel to Cats (as he did Phantom) would you go see it?

Would I *pay* to go see it? Probably not. That would be travel, lodging and ticket expenses for an ALW sequel, which already has a 0% track record. I know for a fact it would likely LOOK pretty, but the substance would be....questionable.

However, would I see it through...other means? Perhaps I could be persuaded.

[alkaline-nails]

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[sendarya]

Hey! Love your videos, always so thought out and we'll articulated. Looking forward to seeing more 💕

I was wondering your thoughts on the idea of angels & demons self actualising? It was a big theme in the show Lucifer and I recently discovered Neil Gaiman had been a writer for the source material!

Haven't seen too many thoughts of it yet and was wondering if you'd come across any theories

Have a fab weekend 💖

Oh, absolutely! That's an important concept being explored in Good Omens as well. I also didn't know Neil wrote some episodes of Lucifer! Where does he find time to sleep?

I haven't got a terribly long response off the top of my head, but we do see how angels and demons don't even think they have free will in the beginning, but some of them are slowly learning to exercise it nonetheless. Heaven and hell certainly keep all of the entities quite heavily suppressed. Much like the minisode The Body Snatcher, where poverty keeps Wee Morag and Elspeth from reaching their potential, and the unjust heirarcy and oppression of the common person in the early industrial west, heaven and hell keep the demons and angels poor, not with money, but in terms of stimulus and experience. Poor Muriel only sees someone else every few hundred years? The demons live very much like the poorest workers in the early 1800s. It's a theme we see explored in all sorts of media. In Little Shop of Horrors, the Ronettes say " how do you expect us to better ourselves, mister when you from skid row, ain’t no such thing." And in Utopia, Sir Thomas Moore wrote " For if you suffer your people to be ill-educated, and their manners to be corrupted from their infancy, and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed them, what else is to be concluded from this, but that you first make thieves and then punish them.".

Humans seem to have been exploring this concept probably every since there were humans capable of doing so. And yet, we still get caught up in anachronistic thinking, as Azirapahle was, that people can pull themselves up by their bootstraps and make choices that aren't even available to them.

But the angels and demons that get sent to earth have more opportunity to learn and grow and change, and yes, perhaps eventually to self actualize. Both Crowley and Aziraphale are still under heaven and hells thumbs, even though they had a brief respite. Only when they throw off those oppressive yolks entirely will they be free to be themselves, and that's when I think we'll really see them shine.

Ok, turns out I had more to say on that topic than I realized. Thanks for the excellent question/ thought. I think I'd like to explore this a lot more!

Have a fab weekend yourself! 😊❤️

[angstics]

my chemical romance has always been a band about death. bullets' bonnie and clyde, three cheers' resurrection-rampage plot, black parade's dying main character, danger days' "where the good guys die and the bad guys win". the vampires and corpse-like make-up and lyrics constantly looking to the end. 1000+ hits when you google: "death-obsessed" "my chemical romance". gerard way's "if we never play another show again, keep yourself alive" in 2008, when the band had an exhausting few years and an uncertain future (video, article).

it took a few years, but the band eventually played its last show. it wasn't just a break or dissolution. the band died. their final song was released posthumously in 2/14 and it was titled "fake your death" -- not a hint at reunification, but a finale that put to rest who they were as my chemical romance. as gerard way said: "i don't think my chemical romance is supposed to happen again. i think it's supposed to stay beautiful forever; it's a beautiful thing. it's supposed to die young in the car wreck" (kerrang , 7/14).

dying young has haunted my chem as long as death has. every single main character of theirs' was both dead and young: irl demolition lovers on the LOTMS cd, the patient being "too young to die", the fab four being teenagers according to the killjoys: california comics. even gun's "never gonna have a son" and "if im old enough to die for your mistakes / then let's go". even helena, who is directly about the ways' grandmother, is played by a young actor -- with make-up matching the bands'. there were fears surrounding gerard's health ending the band then at one point his life, as stated by brian schechter in LOTMS. after the band ended, mikey and frank had near-death experiences. gerard released hestiant alien's how it's going to be, a song about "waking up from the dream and realizing it's not exactly what you wanted" (video): "you said we'd all be dead by twenty five" and "we're just bored you're still alive". the entertainment industry is marked by the iconization of artists who died young. the 90s - 00s was a time + place defined by DARE and AIDS and young veterans. the band coincided with BIG life changes (sky-rocketing careers, new families).

this is all to say that my chem tightly links youth and death. there is also a great emphasis on death as a performance -- dedicating songs and albums and theatre productions and art and stories and appearances to it. the aesthetic of death.

though the band died young, its people didnt. years went by. my impression as an outsider to that time is that even without reason (least of all from these fuckin guys), hope didnt die. it laid dormant. the group friendship and musical relationship was revived sometime 2017 - 2018 because of a family bbq (podcast, quote). that was two years of possibility before they decided to return in 2019. after some hurdles where hope never diminished, they began their first tour after a decade -- filled with projects and personal hardships and children growing up -- in 2022.

this tour has been marked by their visible and stated joy. not a nostalgia tour, not an album tour, but a chance to "reintroduce ourselves to the world" (podcast, quote). the sources of joy are endless (isnt that just so beautiful??) one of them is discovering the link btwn living and old age.

theyre still about death, theyre still about youth, theyre still about drama. gerard's dressed as princess diane and joan darc, famous women who died young. the when we were young night 2 costumes are bout the horror of aging but not changing. it's a forever mcr theme.

[xamaxenta]

So I was looking through your art tag just to vibe cuz your work is fab and I came across the awesome Sabo Cauterizing His Own Wounds piece post Reverie and ended up thinking about how it's a common theme in One Piece that scars will hurt when the one who caused them is fucking around or getting up to no good.

And now all I can see in my minds eye is Sabo clutching at the scar on his stomach and clinging to the wall or the back of a chair because he had to treat the injury himself so it probably healed weird first of all, and second the five elders and Im are definitely up to no good.

Sabo knowing that one of them is nearby because he can feel it in the scar tissue that tears through his insides.

Also cuz I'm soft, imagine Sabo clutching his stomach over the scar mid hanging out with Ace so Ace gets to comfort him and hold him and I get to roll around squealing cuz they are so tender.

Awowu thank you anon !!! The post reverie cauterisation piece is a sleeper piece that got way more attention than I thought it would get and im really grateful people are enjoying it as much as me

I wish i had the guts to finish it as a full coloured piece but idk sketch form feels very raw too and i think if i ever revisit the idea itll be another moment, like i love how you mentioned the scars hurting theme in OP thats 👌🏽

Im on the move and Sabo just fucking feels that in his insides, missteps for a moment goes all pale and sweaty thats soooooo good

Like… what if another Lulusia? Can you imagine the blinding white pain Sabo felt then as he watched an entire island get “vaporised”? I love that panel i want to explore that Sabo expression more irs delightful Oda pls i demand more !!

But you have me thinking about Sabo weak from bloodloss freshly weeping burns painted across his stomach, its distressing perhaps that he doesnt feel that sort of pain anymore, maybe its because hes been burned before, maybe its because he’s the one who did it this time— watching as lulusia is wiped off the face of the grand line and his gut that puncture wound he sealed is fucking burning, lightheaded he just manages to catch himself against the ledge of the small skiff boat theyre fleeing in and just vomits blood and bile and ghskfbrn

Man…

And you also mention Ace lives too and wwwww yeah Ace who also has a . Ahem puncture scar to flaunt get it, he understands and im always very excited to see them hurt comfort together as long as its happy ending bc ill cry if it isnt!!!

Thank you for the super sweet ask anon

[steelycunt]

hii ridi! hope you are having a fab day :-) i just finished the neapolitan quartet, which i believe you read last year, and was wondering if you had any posts about your thoughts on the characters/themes/series as a whole. i can literally think of nothing else at the moment and always love reading your opinions so thought i would ask!!

hii bab! i loved the neapolitan quartet although my memories of specific characters are blurry because there were just. soo many...i remember above all loathing nino sarratore i still think he should be killed by a frenzied mob...and i remember loving alfonso and enzo : ^ (( and fuck. antonio...though i cant remember what happened to him or if he turned out to be awful...above all though it was lena and lila who stayed with me!! i found the way ferrante wrote their friendship and its strange little intricacies and frictions to be soo vivid and compelling they are some of my favourite female characters ive ever read! i recently read the book of goose by yiyun li which struck me mainly as a poor man's my brilliant friend where the two main girls are so obviously meant to be styled on lena and lila but not as well executed which made me freshly appreciative of how good mbf is..anyway yah sorry i dont have more insightful comments than this i just love those books i love their freaky horrible friendship even when theyre terrible to each other <33

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Hi hi! Hopefully this reaches the right audience as it's now T-minus one day until anniversary week!

Starting Monday 6/10 all the way to Sunday 6/16 me and my partner in crime @breadstickcat are holding a 13th anniversary appreciation week for Voltron Force (2011)! This is officially dubbed a creation challenge as all the themes are made to be vague enough where any person can draw, write, photoshop, edit, or use whatever other medium they'd like to use for it!

We also have an official blog to keep up with your posts which is @official-vf-week alongside #vfweek2024 just so it's easier to find anyone else's posts on here if they've joined us! P.S We have our own vf dedicated server so hop in whenever you'd like if you want to talk to more people about the show or about voltron in general since we welcome every other version too (link in pinned post)

Descriptions for each prompt are under the cut, hope to see your stuff soon <3

6/10 - Multiverse Monday Uh oh! There are some interdimensional shenanigans afoot! Paladins, pilots, and cadets, oh my! Have the cadets somehow gone back to 1984 and met their heroes pre-Wade? Or is there a rogue wormhole spitting paladins onto Arus! Get as creative as you like, there are infinite realities!

6/11 - Teenage Dirtbag Tuesday A day to celebrate our favorite trio of miscreants in any way you please!

6/12 - G-G-G-Gary Wednesday Is that a robeast coffin? Accompanied by Lotor's fleet? Lets take some time to get to know the bad guys of the series! What's Lotor's haggarium skincare routine? What ever happened to that one stray Gary left in the nexus? How come Wade's robots always look like that? Go wild!

6/13 - OC Thursday Who was that mysterious figure darting between bookshelves in the library? Who was that royal advisor in training that kept following Coran? Introduce us to some of your own original characters, inside and outside the castle! Whether you have one or many, we love them all!

6/14 - Fab Five Friday Let's visit our beloved team of lion pilots! How do they spend their time sans-cadets? Can they even make it far into their R&R before the universe level threat of the week arises? Show some love for the originals!

6/15 - Space Ship Saturday Show off your favorite set of characters you like to make smooch! By the pair, the trio, all the way to the quintets! Bonus points for the more obscure ships!

6/16 - Free Space Anniversary day has arrived! Celebrate in any fashion you wish! Go crazy, go stupid!

[singsweetmelodies]

just wanted to say that your charlos tags on the notp post were a WHOLE ASS MOOD

like i can't deny the chemistry because i'd have a lifetime supply of smoothies from the level of 🍓🍊🍌🥝🍇 in those c2 videos. but i just cannot indulge in it whatsoever

i can't even point to a specific moment that turned me from 'oh they have a fun teammate dynamic!' to a full-blown hater ('hater' is a bit strong but close enough) but it must've been something to do with the fans...

anyways, just wanted to express my gratitude for those tags. nice to know that i'm not alone

darling anon!! thank you so much for this ask - and oh, bestie, you are definitely not alone. you are so not alone, and i am actually hugging you rn, because it's always fab to find someone who agrees with your ship opinion 👌 sorry to the charlos fans out there, but it just can't be for us. #rip

and that third paragraph of yours - ah, man, i feel you so much. i also used to genuinely enjoy their teammate dynamic a lot (loved watching the c2 challenges, etc etc.) and i also can't quite point to a specific moment when this changed? but i do know the general themes about it, and since i had an incredibly long exhausting day at work today, i'm quite in the mood to rant about them. i will do so under the cut, though, lmao, because goodness knows i'm in a petty mood tonight.

any and all passionate charlos or just carlos sainz fans - please do not click on the readmore, because i'm not going to be terribly nice to your fav here, i'm afraid 🙃

so for me, when i first got into f1, it wouldn't have been inaccurate to say that i kinda loved carlos sainz. i loved the carlando/mclaren videos, and i loved the c2 challenges. he's funny, and he's pretty, and he has a cute dog, and he drives for ferrari... what more could you want?

the thing is, though. i am a charles girlie first and foremost. even though i liked carlos, he was never on the same level as charles for me. especially not in terms of driving - because, well, just look at the start of the 2022 season. enough said.

what started getting to me was that group of passionate carlos fans (the carlos girlies) who seemed to seriously think that carlos is a better driver than charles. they would slander charles and call him an inconsistent/reckless driver, while saying carlos was so much better. obviously, this rubbed me up quite the wrong way. and then at the same time, i was seeing carlos on my screen giving interviews where he would insist that if he'd had a few more laps, he would have overtaken max's red bull. like... i'm sorry, but that was never going to happen. in any world. pffft. (my thoughts at this point went: arrogant! he thinks he's better than he actually is.)

so that got me to like carlos himself a little less, which obviously has an influence on the ship as a whole. i mean, it would be hard to like a ship if you only really like one of the two partners in it, right? right? this is what i've always thought, anyway... except that a lot of charlos shippers seem to like carlos a lot more than charles. which is to say: in so many of their fics/characterisations, it's all glorifying carlos, while charles is essentially his arm candy with all the character depth of a rather pretty paper cutout. less than ideal...

the last thing, and perhaps the pettiest of all, lmao, is just that i'm incredibly possessive and insane about piarles. i acknowledge it. in fact, i fully own it. they are my ship, and i want them and only them to be endgame, always. now, obviously i don't expect everyone to agree with me 😂😂 but i don't particularly want to be seeing any content on my dash that features charles/anyone other than pierre as an endgame ship. and charlos usually is portrayed as an endgame ship/they're meant for each other etc. etc. well, sorry. to me, charles is meant for pierre, and pierre only. charlos is out. the end 🫶

[mblematic]

hi babe!! So random but was just doing a lil google search for some good audiobooks to listen to but then remembered that my bestie tumblr mutual molly posted about her love of audiobooks just this week !!! Do you have any recs for me ill take any genre any length whatever your faves are <3 xoxoxo

BABE I love you and this so much !!! thank you for thinking of me my little heart is So warm

(this got a little long so I put it under the cut!!)

okay WELL I would be remiss not to recommend The Locked Tomb (Gideon the Ninth etc) audiobooks right off the bat, they are INCREDIBLE, Moira Quirk does the BEST voices (esp. for Gideon and Harrow) and the ENERGY and HUMOR are unmatched imo. (usual caveats re: TLT which are that the series is initially quite confusing and you may have to read/listen twice. but they are the perfect books. i want gideon to smush me with her powerful thighs and harrow is my poor little meow meow who also cooks soup out of her own bone marrow)

I loved both of Madeline Miller's books on audiobook! something about her prose really worked for me read aloud. Song of Achilles is of COURSE amazing, Circe is also fab

do you like sally rooney? the audiobooks are great (i'm a sucker for a calm irish accent). Exciting Times by Naoise Dolan is a good follow up, Roony-esque but sexier (imo)

Oldie but goodie : His Dark Materials on audiobook has a FULL CAST and it's amazing. I love all the readers, I will never not love the Lord Asriel actor and Lyra will always sound Like That for me (no offense to the HBO adaptation ppl)

Daisy Jones & The Six: A Novel by Taylor Jenkins Reid — another full cast and TJR really benefits from being read aloud. (I tried to read several of her books and didn't like them until I listened!)

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin is SO good and I really enjoyed the audio book. it's kind of about video games but it's actually about friendship & love & asking for help & play!

On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong is read by him !! Ahhhhhhh it was so good I cried TT_TT

Djinn Patrol on the Purple Line by Deepa Anappara — I LOVED this book & thought the audiobook was fantastic

Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators' Revolution by R. F. Kuang — SO MANY GOOD CHARACTERS, great book, anti-colonialist themes and a magic system based on translation. V SAD. The audiobook is very well done - they really incorporated the footnotes (lol) in a way that was so lovely

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Artist: egg ⋆｡°✩ ˚ ★ ੈ˳·˖✶ ✭・.・✫·˖✶ ✭・.・✫・゜・。..・✦⋆｡°✩ It's nice to formally meet you! I'm Anne Pichard, but most know me as Rose, curator and host of Rose Magazine. Thank you for agreeing to interview with me today!

Let's start with the introductions. Can you give me your name and pronouns? Arta: thank you for having us on this project. my name is Arta and i use they/them pronouns. Luan: 'sup, the name's Luan, he/him only.

Tell me a little about yourself. What's your typical job like? Are you a model elsewhere? Luan: so i'm like a model in my free time, but it's not something i do full time 'cuz i'm a prince. like i'm heir for the throne and it sucks.ughhhh. Arta: there there, being a ruler isn't that hard. though it is boring, it is also very satisfying to watch your kingdom flourish. Luan: ughh whatever. Arta: well where were we again? oh yes. i'm actually dead, but when i was alive i was queen for 119 years, had mastered the harp, hapsichord and i opened my kingdom's borders. i have only started modelling post mortem. I'm so glad you answered the call, what made you want to work with the Rose Modeling Agency? Luan: i always love to work with more underground agencies 'cuz they're less of a hassle. but like yeah my agency called me one day and asked me if i wanted to do a shoot for rose magazine. and like who am i to refuse? obviously i pestered my auntie into it.

Is this the most difficult photoshoot you've done? What was your experience like during production? Luan: nah, this was an easy shoot. we we're literally just standing there in front of a blue backdrop being fab. Arta: while i may not have previous experience, i will admit that this photoshoot has been quite easy. although i really disliked when the nail artist wanted to put fake nails onto my hands. excuse me, i have lovely natural nails and i wish for them to be respected. Luan: ughhh she didn't know what she was doing auntie, press ons are so last season.

Okay, now let's get to the looks! Tell me, who are you wearing? Was this top quality couture or did you design it yourself? Arta: it's actually my brother's fashion company. when he was alive, he used to spend countless hours designing jewelry, crowns and he even made tapestries, although he never sold those and they're now a family heirloom. Luan: yeah whatever they said. we're wearing their latest looks inspired by the night sky. it's not a huge collection with most of the items being kinda exclusive and not for the regular influencer, but like what do i know my cousin is the ceo.

Of course, Stelliferous is the theme this year, but what inspired your look, your design? Luan: well as i said before we're just modelling Selene boutique's newest looks and it just so happens that it worked out for rose mag. tho i personally wanted to wear their sheer dress and the rings, 'cuz i'm not a huge fan of covering up, it kinda destroys my innate rizz. Arta: my look mostly revolved around the crown. when i first saw it i felt a connection with it and i knew i had to wear it. the nails and the ring were also part of the collection, while my chest guard and robe were a gift from my brother.

Do you have any other upcoming projects after this? Now that you're an international model, I'm sure you'll be booked and busy soon! Arta: hahaha, i suspect i shall go back to resting, i am after all dead. Luan: auntie stop being so somber. Arta: i am merely stating the truth. Luan: whatever. anyways, i have like a couple of weddings, balls and high society events to attend so i'm gonna wear some new looks. as for modeling gigs, i have a couple of events booked in the next couple of weeks and i'm attending a fashion gala event on saturday. yeah very booked and busy indeed.

Any advice you'd like to give your fans out there? Life advice, work advice, modeling advice? Luan: my single biggest advice would be to just be a nepo baby. Arta: that is not really advice luan. Luan: yeah well nobody ever said that it has to be good advice.

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Arcane season 2 opinions with the first few episodes: (spoilers under cut)

Episode one: fantastic start! Jaw dropping visuals, wonderful storytelling right off the bat, already had me crying, top tier voice acting as always and an AMAZING intro sequence! Immediately sets up conflict and throws us right back into the gut punch that is the Arcane storyline. And the score? Already fab. Already love it. Such a good start to the season we are so back baby! And also, like, what a way to introduce your themes and new cast members. I think the way they did that was fab and remains so throughout in this really nice blend of direct exposition and just letting a scene flow. Overall, there’s nothing particular I want to say about the first episode. I think it was fab and I have no real complaints. I like how it gets right into the nitty gritty that Arcane is known for whilst not shoving action straight down our throats: a subtle drip feeding.

Teeny weeny little bit of annoyance with the manner in which Vi ‘joins’ the enforcers but that’s a personal nit pick that really I myself am glossing over as it worked well with the story and wasn’t forced.

Episode 2: SOME OF MY FAVOURITE SCENES EVER OML. The parallels?? Mwah, love them. Love them to bits. “How could someone put all those holes in you?” CRYING, BAWLING MY EYES OUT GOOD GOD. Hate it, love it love it love it. Sucker? New favourite song, new favourite music video I adored the start of that (and the end but the Chem Barrons at the table? Good grief oml serve me some more I BEG) ISHA IS A LITTLE CUTIE, Sevika my woman, my wife I love you. I also really liked how the speech about Silco between her and Jinx really shows us their perception of him and just how warped it is.

It works well to set up a ton of tension and genuinely was so visually pleasing I just can’t. Like that whole scene with Sev’s new arm? Yes please 🙏. VIKTOR’S ARC IS COMING TOGETHER AND I AM EXCITED FOR IT! “It was affection that held us together” man that hurts and I’m here for it. We’ve gotten so much more Mel content I am loving it! Episode 2 is like everything to me already I enjoyed it so much all the different parallels and what not we’re deliciously executed!

Episode 3: THAT SCENE WITH THE GREY?? OH. MY. LORD. YES!!!

But…this is where I have problems (funnily enough also where I do in season 1). Not with the whole Cait-Vi-Jinx fight no. I think was that brilliant. But Ambessa. I did indeed roll my eyes at the reveal of her setting up conflict with Renni in order to secure what she wanted and the whole thing with the Guild merchant (nothing else with the though). Now, it’s not weak storytelling by any means it’s just a few personal “no no” tropes of mine. However, I am aware that this is only the third episode and a major stepping stone on setting up the rest of the season LIKE WITH WARRICK (omlomloml can’t wait) so I’m not going to elaborate too much on that bit. BACK ONTO POSITIVES: THE VISUALS? THE SMOKE-BOMB SCENE? FISHBONES BACK INTO PLAY? the absolute gut wrench of any and all Violyn scenes. WE GOT WAY MORE EKKO??? AND THAT WHOLE TRIP IN THE HEXGATES WAS JUST WOW! My poor gal Mel is suffering…

The animators have put their all into this season and it shows the visuals are FANTASTIC! Don’t even talk to me about the music it was so great I love it all.

I really like the way they’re setting up all these parallels! Almost makes me forget that most of my favs are dead (Cassandra, Silco, Renni, Greyson)

Overall I can’t wait for more Arcane