The Catherine Tate, David Tennant version of Much Ado About Nothing has been taken off youtube and I don't know how to cope.

How am I supposed to sleep without those lovely idiots talking Shakespeare in the background?

My top contenders for what to do now this is gone are scream and cry so if anybody can weigh in on whether I should scream or cry or scream and cry, I would be most grateful.

This post is my first step of grief. I am in mourning now.

If Tarzan gets to know/see more women, would the reader be afraid to not have his attention anymore? Would she think he was only interested because she was "something new"?

I think Boots would definitely be a tad insecure. She was the first woman Bradley had ever seen, after all, and I'm sure the same thoughts would be running through her head.

She knew this was a big step for him, and this is what the team had been working up to for the past year. It had started with exposing Bradley to the local village and working him up to a nearby city. Finally, you had convinced him to fly back home to San Diego with you and Bradley.

He had handled the plane ride fine, gripping your hand tightly at both takeoff and landing, but now the real test came. You and Jake would be standing on either side of Bradley as you walked through the airport, both keeping your eyes on the larger man for any signs of distress as you reached the gate for your layover. Of course, yours weren't the only eyes on him.

You had noticed a group of girls giggling and pointing at him a couple of minutes ago, and you felt your muscles tense when one of the pretty blondes strutted up to stand in front of him.

"Hi," she grinned, pearly white teeth standing out against her beautifully tanned skin. Bradley glanced up from the tablet in front of him to look at her. You held your breath. Would he want her now? Were you really just something to pass the time with? He had options now, after all.

Bradley said nothing as he cocked his head to the side, eyes studying the woman in front of him. She was undettered, twirling a strand of hair in between her fingers as she continued to give him a sultry look.

"I'm Mia," she continued, batting her eyes at him. "What's yours?"

"Bradley."

"Hi, Bradley," she giggled, and Bradley frowned. "What are you headed to San Diego for?"

"Going home," he replied, eyes narrowing in confusion as the blonde leaned forward.

"Home, huh?" She hummed. "Maybe we could hang out sometime? I can give you my number-"

"No," Bradley cut her off, shifting away from her. Mia's smile faltered, but she quickly regained her confidence, clasping her hands in front of her so that her boobs almost spilled out of her top.

"Aw, come on," she pouted playfully, leaning forward again. "It could be so much fun."

"No," Bradley said again, frowning. "Don't want to. Want to stay with my girlfriend."

You felt your heart clench at that. The two of you hadn't really spoken about relationships or what you would classify yours ass, but his declaration had you fighting to keep from launching yourself into his arms. You'd definitely have to ask him where he learned the word later though.

"You're girlfriend?" Mia scoffed, finally looking at you. You kept your gaze pointedly on the tablet in your hands, pretending to scroll through your notes as she studied you. Mia let out a huff before turning her attention back to Bradley. "Well, if you change your mind, I'll be sitting right over there, handsome."

"I won't," Bradley said simply, and it took all of your strength to hold in your snort. Mia's lips pressed into a thin line before turning on her heel and walking away. It was only a few moments later when Jake collapsed into the seat on the opposite side of Bradley, passing you a water bottle that you took gratefully.

"What did I miss?" He asked with a grin, unscrewing the cap off his own bottle. You chuckled, leaning over to place a kiss to Bradley's cheek.

"Oh, nothing really."

Extremely random question but I love to ask librarians this: what have u read recently that’s stuck out? Do u have any book recs for 2023?

And I, a librarian, love being asked this!! Here are my favorite books from this year:

Little Thieves by Margaret Owen - actually picked this one up because of an excellent rec post here on tumblr. It’s loosely based on The Goose Girl fairy tale so I pitch it as “it’s a beautiful day in fantasy Germany and you are a horrible goose girl.” The sequel also came out this year and is every bit as good.

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb - This one was actually my pick for Best Book of My Year at work. It’s incredible. An angel and a demon who are study partners leave their shtetl to go find a local girl who immigrated to America and hasn’t been heard from since. It’s gorgeous.

Ask a Historian by Greg Jenner - I love Greg Jenner and his podcast You’re Dead to Me and I listened to the audiobook of this one, which was wonderful.

If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio - the very very rare internet darling that I felt lived up to the hype. Insufferable theatre students at conservatory do a murder. Lots of Shakespeare.

The Chalice of the Gods by Rick Riordan - Not only did he write a new Percy book, but it had the audacity to be good???

A Lady’s Guide to Scandal by Sophie Irwin - One of the best romance novels I read this year. I haven’t swooned that hard over a heterosexual pairing in a traditionally published book since I don’t know how long.

A Rome of One’s Own by Emma Southon - a history of Rome in 21 women. I love Emma Southon—she’s funny and rigorous and so insightful. And she makes me care about the Romans, who I generally hate.

The Secret Service of Tea and Treason by India Holton - I love the entire Dangerous Damsels series and this one was no exception. The balance of humor and deep emotion is my favorite thing about these books.

These are just the highlights of a long list—I also read a lot of children’s lit for work, lots more nonfiction, and things like scriptural commentary and saints’ biographies. Thank you for this question!

Losing my mind over the Willow still of Jade and Kit with the cuirass and the "I'm gonna take it off" text cus it looks like it's Jade who's saying it

Well, Jade is the one who's gonna take it off...

I would love to kiss the soul out of you

What soul?

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Are there time where you regret becoming a fan of Miraculous Ladybug?

No? Of course not?

Regardless of what's happened with the show itself - or even the fandom at times - I can't regret becoming a fan. I have made some very close friends thanks to this show, people that I can't imagine my life without. I've made connections beyond the show that brought us together, and that's invaluable to me.

I'm proud of the stories that have come from these characters. I love the worlds MLB has opened up for me, and I can't wait to share more of them.

You know how there are people that, despite everything that's come out about JKR and her personal views/beliefs, refuse to walk away from Harry Potter because of the experiences and connections they made? How formative and important that story was to them? Or when the dark side of Joss came out and Whedonites had to reconcile that with the stories that were so important to them?

MLB may have turned into a dumpster fire, its creators might be Like That, and there may have been some Choices made in canon, but at the end of the day I can't regret the good it's brought into my life. I refuse to.

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I’ve seen you mention scrivener I think? Would you recommend it for writing/are there any other programs you like?

I highly recommend Scrivener -- it's been a massive learning curve, admittedly, but it's really helped me work on developing my story a lot further than had I stuck with a simple word processor.

For my writing, I use Scrivener for the actual drafts, as well as organizing my notes and creating an easy bible for my worldbuilding and future story goals. Eventually, I hope I'll be at the point where I'll also be able to use it to format for future publishing. [Someday!]

In addition to Scrivener, I also use Aeon Timeline to keep track of my timeline! When you're writing vampires, it's important to keep track of dates. It's been a really helpful tool in working out a lot of my backstory, and the mindmap function is fantastic for brainstorming, at least for me. (I know @renthony uses it for some of their research info as well)

Those are the two main programs I use now, in addition, of course, to Spotify for playlists, and entirely too much pinterest for inspiration.

I also have a just-me discord server (or three) that I use to write down, well, basically every thought and vague idea I have about the story and wider world. That isn't super well organized though, and I'm bad about putting things in the right channel and not just whichever one I open the app on. So, y'know, tread cautiously following in my footsteps on that one.

I swear to fuxking god

Top five speeches from the Tennant era ?

1. The Satan Pit

But then you're clever enough to use this whole system against me. If I destroy this planet, I destroy the gravity field. The rocket. The rocket loses protection and falls into the black hole. I have to sacrifice Rose. So, that's the trap. Or the test, or the final judgment, I don't know. But if I kill you, I kill her. Except that implies in this big grand scheme of Gods and Devils that she's just a victim. But I've seen a lot of this universe. I've seen fake gods and bad gods and demi-gods and would-be gods, and out of all that, out of that whole pantheon, if I believe in one thing, just one thing, I believe in her.

2. The Christmas Invasion

I don't know! See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right handed? Left handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob. And how am I going to react when I see this, a great big threatening button. A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right? Let me guess. It's some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on, what's feeding it? And what've we got here? Blood? Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A Positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah, but that means blood control. Blood control! Oh, I haven't seen blood control for years. You're controlling all the A Positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem. Because I really don't know who I am. I don't know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this.

3. The Family of Blood

He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing. The fury of the Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this Doctor, who had fought with gods and demons, why he'd run away from us and hidden. He was being kind. He wrapped my father in unbreakable chains, forged in the heart of a dwarf star. He tricked my mother into the event horizon of a collapsing galaxy to be imprisoned there forever. He still visits my little sister once a year every year. I wonder if one day he might forgive her, but there she is. Can you see? He trapped her inside a mirror, every mirror. If ever you look at your reflection and see something move behind you, just for a second, that's her. That's always her. As for me, I was suspended in time. And the Doctor put me to work standing over the fields of England, as their protector. We wanted to live forever, so the Doctor made sure that we did.

4. The End of Time (Pt. 2)

You weren't there in the final days of the War. You never saw what was born. But if the Timelock's broken, then everything's coming through. Not just the Daleks, but the Skaro Degradations, the Horde of Travesties, the Nightmare Child, the Could-have-been King with his army of Meanwhiles and Never-weres. The War turned into hell. And that's what you've opened, right above the Earth. Hell is descending.

5. The Waters of Mars

Yes, because there are laws. There are Laws of Time. Once upon a time there were people in charge of those laws, but they died. They all died. Do you know who that leaves? Me! It's taken me all these years to realise the Laws of Time are mine, and they will obey me!

Boots teaching Tarzan!Bradley how to go down on her. There isn’t a more eager student anywhere!

"You want to what?" You asked, blinking at the man in front of you. His big, brown eyes looked at you imploringly, and half of you wasn't even sure he knew what he was asking.

"Want to taste you," he repeated, leaning in closer, close enough for you to smell the musk that was uniquely him.

"Bradley," you started, stopping as he nuzzled your cheek with his nose. "Where did you even hear about this?"

"Javy and Jake-"

"Say no more," you mumbled, rolling your eyes. You'd have to have another talk with those two about what they say in front of the wild man. "Why do you even want to do this?"

"Want to make you feel good," he rumbled, already tugging at the band of your shorts. His lips are peppering hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, pulling an involuntary moan from your own lips.

"Bradley, I-"

"Please?" He asks, stopping and pulling back to look at you. Your breath caught in your throat at the lust-filled gaze that filled his eyes, swallowing the honey color that you loved so much. His hands were stroking softly up and down your sides, sending goosebumps sprouting across your skin despite the heat.

"Please," he repeats, leaning in to brush his lips against yours, and you sigh.

"Alright."

A grin breaks out across his face, his hands making quick work of removing your clothes until you're bare before him. His hands run down the length of your torso as he peppers sweet, gentle kisses in their wake, and you felt yourself already growing wet with anticipation. You let out a shuddering breath once you felt his breath brush over your exposed sex, your fingers curling into fists at the feeling.

You heard him inhale before letting out a low groan, gasping when you felt his nose brush against your clit.

"Bradley!" You gasped, one hand flying to fist his curls as he licked an experimental strip up the length of your slit. He let out a low hum at the taste, burying his face into your cunt as he repeated the action again and again and again.

Your head was thrown back in bliss as your hand guided his head further into the apex of your thighs, pleasured cries escaping you as Bradley ate you like a man starved. His tongue delved into you, thrusting in and out before moving back up to latch onto your clit, suckling at the sensitive nub.

"So good," you sobbed, your hips thrusting up to meet his mouth. Bradley let out a growl before hauling your legs over his shoulders, his hands grabbing onto the flesh of your ass as he brought you closer to your peak. Your cries came out more high pitched and breathless now as the wild man made you see stars. Who knew he would be a natural?

The lewd sounds coming from between your thighs only served to push you closer to the edge, the sucking and squelching filling the tent as Bradley let out his own hums and moans. With one final suck to your clit, you fell over the edge with a shout, your fingers tugging on Bradley's curls as he growled, not relenting as you came.

It all became too much, and you clumsily pushed Bradley away as you fought to calm your breathing. Your heart pounded in your chest as you took in the sight of Bradley with your juices coating the lower half of his face. A dark look glinted in his eyes as he frowned at you, hands already reaching out to drag you back.

"Not done," he rumbled.

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If you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog!

Sorry, Nonny, this has been sitting in my inbox for ages. Kept a record of the blogs in question when I first saw this, but uhh I don't believe in chain mail so I'll just tag 'em at the end if they wanna.

Rule in exchange: Anyone who wants can consider this an ask from me in their inbox, BUT you gotta tag me in your answer so I can read it.

I've taken up spinning lately, very desultorily, because I don't have enough projects. The results are NOT usable except a) very popular with cats and b) Cosimo (Havanese puppy) disemboweled my bigger ball. Do recommend as a pet toy, and recommend puppies if you want to start over with over-spun yarn. Start over from cleaning and carding, I mean.

I'm working on my third gallon of blood for the Red Cross. They desperately want me to get closer ASAP, but I've got a gaping wound in my back and I need my blood right now. It hurts to not give in and give blood.

When I was itty I wanted to be a dog so bad I made my family serve me meals under the table and sat among their legs trying to eat without my hands. This lasted roughly between the ages of 3 and 8.

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You i always thought you are pretty

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Thank you so much, Nonny. You're far too sweet 😘

Idk its not just shipping goggles that are the problem to me. The end was cool and all but over and over again the show said loki didn't want to/deserve to be alone. So much was set up (including sylvie's backstory, which was never fully explored/explained) just for none of it to get properly developed, and now loki is alone forever :/

Sylkis backstory

The nexus event thing

Pie room (Why everyone ends up in there suddenly)

Whatever happened to Renslayer and Brad

The rule of two thing set up by HWR in season 1

The “Burden are both (loki & sylvie) to bear” adverts

Loki not wanting to be alone

All those build up and??? We’re left with all these plotholes and there wont be a season 3. I understand that there will be more after in coming shows or movies but the least you could do is finish up the other characters backstory/growth. Yeah, we’ll get more of them later but putting your main back in purgatory as the end does not. look good. at all. storytelling wise. Felt like ive been tricked to consume media only for it to disappoint me. It’s like an “Ahaha” moment. Very Disney.

05 & 06 felt like a sprint towards the end.

Also it makes me a little nauseous that they played the “grand” loki theme at the end like it’s something to be proud of. The reveal is cool — Really it was so cool! — but i cant help but feeling empty at the end there.

ANOTHER THING: get a woman in the writing room next time