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everythingne · 6 months

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all american bitch -- ls2

After a successful concert in Miami, your twin sister is caught having a little moment with her boyfriend outside a club. Most people jump to conclusions, but you have a way to shut everyone up (and give half of the F1 community a heart attack in the process)

logan sargeant x singer!reader

warnings/notes: cheating allegations, cursing, so many sexual innuendos, sexual lyrics, terribly written lyrics should count as a warning... also I wrote this to celebrate logan 2024 <3

fc: gracie abrams

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urusername: miami!! u were ELECTRIC!! a great finish to the first leg of the tour. oh and thank u to both @ logansargeant and @ sistersacc for joining me in miami tn ahead of the gp <3

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urusername: im leaving logan for u williams admin

logansargeant: dude what the fuck :(

user4: so we're gonna act like no one saw her cheating?

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extratv: While rumors are spiraling of potential cheating allegations against Y/n L/n, she was spotted with Taylor Swift at a local park in Miami after day two of her residency in the Kaseya Center. Has the checkered flag waved for the American 'It Couple' of F1?

user1: bro its so over for us.

user2: NOOO Y/N SARGEANT PLS </3

user3: people see taylor and think its an immediate break up. taylor literally helped y/n start music bc their moms are besties idk what y'all are on.

user4: reputation era real

"Do you see this shit?" You turn to look at Logan behind you, who currently has his face smushed into what was previously your pillow as he attempts to recover sleep from his season of traveling just about everywhere. You would be in the same boat as him if you weren't being hounded over doing your skincare and such everyday for tour. Because of that hounding, you had to take off all the makeup you had put on for dinner as soon as you got home. The dinner was with all your family and friends to celebrate the end of a season and the end of the first leg of your tour.

"No?" Logan blinks open his eyes and you cross the room from your shared bathroom, he lifts the blanket so you can slide in next to him in the bed as the fleeting Florida sun nips warmth into your skin before his warmth envelops you in the comfortable blankets you have across the bed as the fan above rotates on high.

You flip your phone, showing him the pictures of your sister people were using to say you cheated on Logan.

"Oh be so serious." He groans into your side as he looks at the photos, arm draped lazily over you before he plucks the device out of your hands and drags you fully under the blankets with them.

"Don't worry," He murmurs, sleep in his voice, "It'll blow over if we just ignore it."

"Logan they're trying to cancel me on Twitter." You deadpan, rolling into his embrace and snuggling against him.

"Write a song about it like everyone thinks you're doing with Taylor, play it on tour or something.'' He mumbles into the skin of your neck before giving you a soft kiss.

You hate how enticing the idea is.

"You're gonna have to review the lyrics before I post it, because I might make it absolutely filthy." You warn and Logan's eyes widen as he perks up from where he's cuddled into your side.

"Oh please, please, do." His little shit eating grin makes you burst into laughter as you nod, pulling out your notebook from your bedside table and a pen as Logan adjusts so he can watch you scribble down ideas.

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urusername: im so sorry to @ williamsracing in advance. my new single miami burn comes out tmrw 💙

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babydollmarauders · 9 months

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OURS — TREVOR ZEGRAS

trevor zegras x fem!reader

part of the Speak Now Fic List

summary: in which y/n and Trevor’s relationship is constantly being criticized by outsiders but they know their love is real.

warnings: references to nsfw activities, hate from outsiders, dialogue heavy, not proofread

notes: written semi-quickly, shorter than my other recent works, idk how i feel about this one, but it’s done and i hope y’all like it. ending is kinda iffy but oh well.

it seems like there’s always someone who disapproves of Trevor and i’s relationship.

my parents don’t like his carefree and confident demeanor. his younger brother didn’t trust me because i was someone new. his friends didn’t like that i write songs about exes and my relationships.

but most of all his fans and the media, judge us like they know us personally.

mostly judging me.

as a singer, my every move was criticized and picked apart. what i wore was either too homely or too dressed up. i was too skinny or too big. my heels were too tall, but then my nike’s were too ‘tom-boyish’. but the judgement had only seemed to get worse once i started dating Trevor.

suddenly his fans were saying i wasn’t good enough for him. analyzing our body language in photos and claiming that i didn’t act like i liked him. saying i was using him to further my fame.

but on the other side, i had my fans commenting that i was too good for him. citing his previous playboy ways and saying that he wasn’t smart enough or mature enough for me. claiming his bad boy attitude drew me in and that i would ‘come to my senses’ soon.

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y/nofficial summer with my boy toy <3

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trevorzegras my beautiful girl, you were off to a great start in the beginning and then you added the last photo

y/nofficial wdym? i think that ones my favorite!

trevorzegras whatever floats your boat mamas

gracieabrams cutest couple in the world ♥️

y/nofficial you’re the real loml <3

gracieabrams shhh i thought we weren’t telling trevor?

user26 NEW MUSIC COMING SOON?!

user81 i wonder if it’s about Trevor

jackhughes was i cut out of the last pic?! i thought you loved me, y/n 😪

y/nofficial in the wise words of Ariana Grande “you ain’t my boyfriend”

user40 the way she’s leaning away from him in the 5th pic? oh she’s over him

user95 she’s finally over the bad boy thing, i guess

user02 thank god! i don’t want her to get hurt!

user73 @/user02 HER to get hurt?! she’s gonna end up writing a slandering song about my baby Trevor and painting him to be an asshole

user02 @/user73 lmao yeah, well the shoe fits. why shouldn’t she write a song showcasing his true colors?

user73 @/user02 i’m not about to fight with a Y/N stan of all people— have fun supporting your famefucker

user02 @/user73 oh please, she doesnt need to use your little hockey asshole for fame when she’s already more well known than him

user12 we love a PR relationship 🫶

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my converse squeak against the marble floors as i leave my execs meeting, catching the attention of many up and coming artists that are waiting in the lobby. i can feel their gazes following my every move, from when i stop in front of the elevator to when i press the down button, and i can’t help but laugh in my head; reminiscing of when i was the same way. star-struck and in awe whenever i saw any artists leaving the same doors i just walked out of.

but now, having been in the business for two years, that feeling has come and gone, replaced by small talk with those very same people that i once looked up to.

“hi.” i smile politely at a redheaded girl that sits close to the elevators, a notebook in her hand and stars in her eyes.

she looks around, as if searching, before she lets out an awkward chuckle. “oh- hi!”

the elevator dings twice before the doors open to another crowd of wannabe pop stars, and i step aside to let them out before waving a goodbye to the doe-eyed redhead and stepping into the elevator.

i’m excited to get back to my boyfriend, but that excitement vanishes when i scroll through twitter on my uber home.

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oh- that was fast.

i can’t help but scroll through the replies and quote tweets, and by the time i arrive back home, i’m disheartened to say the least.

i thought i was being nice by greeting her? even if i couldn’t stay and talk. but apparently i should take this as a lesson for the future, don’t say hi to anyone unless i can stay and chat.

and my mood only worsens when i make it into the house, calling out my boyfriend’s name, to which i get no response.

“Trev?” my voice echoes off the walls of our home as i step into our bedroom, in search of the six foot tall hockey player. but i come up empty, finding that he still isn’t home from training camp.

i slide my phone from my pocket, drafting up a text before ultimately trying my luck at a phone call instead.

the outgoing ring reaches my ear twice before it stops, the call picking up.

“hey babe, what’s up?” Trevor’s tone is light and airy, painting an immediate smile across my lips.

“hey, i was just checking in.” i sit upon the fuzzy white blanket that’s folded along the foot of our bed, running my hands over the soft fabric. “i thought training was supposed to end at noon?”

“oh, yeah, it did.” he confirms, and i can hear someone else talking in the background. “Jimbo and i decided to grab lunch and catch up a bit.”

“oh, okay.” i nod, despite the fact that he can’t see me, and i can hear him conversing with someone.

“shh. hold on.” he tells someone. “he wants to say hi.”

i laugh as Jamie’s voice comes through the line. “HEY Y/N!!!”

“hi Jame!” i reply, listening as he grunts, wrestling the phone from Trevor, i assume.

“i’ve missed you!” he sounds closer now, while Trevor sounds farther away, calling out for his phone back, confirming my suspicions. “when do i get to see you again?”

“i’ve missed you too. if it’s alright with Trevor, and if you’re free, you can come over for dinner tonight?” i tell him. “i can go to the store and grab stuff to make my garlic and basil chicken pasta.”

“oh my favorite! i’m in! i don’t care what Trevor has to say about it, to be honest.” his response causes me to laugh, while my boyfriends calls out an offended ‘hey!’

“see you later!” Jamie yells, as i assume Trevor gets his phone back.

“did you need anything else, babe?” Trevor asks distractedly.

“no, nothin’ else.” i stand, gathering my car keys from my nightstand. “actually, i’m gonna go grocery shopping, can you think of anything we need?”

“condoms,” he replies unabashed, and i blush at the thought that Jamie heard him. “and frosted flakes. i finished ‘em off this morning.”

i roll my eyes before teasing, “the condoms or the frosted flakes?”

“both.” my skin heats up at the reminder of our morning activities, Trevor having woken me up before the sun even came up.

“oh- uh- okay.” Trevor laughs as i stumble over my words. “i’ll grab some more…of both.”

“thanks, love you!” he waits for my reply before hanging up, and i pad out of the bedroom, slipping my shoes back on by the front door before heading out to my car. i wasn’t big on driving, usually letting Trevor take that responsibility, and avoiding it when possible, so i only really used it when i had to go grocery shopping, relying on ubers to go anywhere else.

i slip into the drivers seat, huffing when i find that Trevor messed with my seat again. a harmless prank he likes to pull, just to see when i drive again and if i’ll notice. i adjust my seat before i pull out of the driveway, the radio playing faintly to fill the silence.

i’m nearly done with my shopping trip when it happens.

“he still uses those?” i’m mid-tossing the family size box of Frosted Flakes in the cart when the words reach my ears, and at first, i don’t even notice they’re being spoken to me. “he always said it felt like he was wearing nothing.”

i glance over to find a tall blonde standing next to my cart, staring down at my items.

“i’m sorry?” my brows furrow in confusion.

“oh- the condoms. Skyn Elite? Trevor used them back when he and i used to hook up a couple years ago.” the girl smiles, the supermarket lights reflecting off her sparkly lip gloss. “you’re his new conquest, right? y/n?”

“i’m his girlfriend, yes.” i nod, pursing my lips together in a straight line.

“right,” she nods. “girlfriend. you got the envied title.”

“i guess so.”

she gives another falsely innocent smile. “good luck keeping it! he’s insatiable, is he not? seemed like he was always keeping an eye out for the next girl.”

i’ve never particularly cared about the ghosts of Trevor’s hookup past. why would i be? i had them too, so who was i to be bothered by his? besides, right now, he’s mine. i’m the one he comes home to; the one he loves and talks about a future with.

“well, i should get going.” i tell her, already beginning to push the cart towards the end of the aisle, in route to check out. “it was nice to meet you.”

i was lying, sure, but i wasn’t going to let her get to me.

she bids me goodbye as i walk away, and when i glance back, i see her faux smile drop, her eyes rolling as she sneers, turning the other way.

yeah, i pretty much expected that.

i’ve just made it into the kitchen, dropping the grocery bags onto the counter, when my phone begins to ring, buzzing in my pocket with an incoming call.

i do an awkward dance of trying to free my hand from a twisted bag handle, before retrieving the vibrating device from my pocket, my fathers contact taking up the screen. pressing accept, i hold the phone up to my ear.

“hey, dad!” i chirp, opening the refrigerator to begin unloading the food.

“hey, pumpkin. what are you up to?” his voice drifts in my ear as i put away a gallon of milk.

“just unloading groceries.” i inform him. ��what are you and mom doing?”

“oh, nothing.” he sighs. “just missing our little girl.”

i laugh at his dramatics.

“i know, i need to come visit.” i stuff a few cartons of berries and a bag of grapes into the fruit drawer before shutting the fridge.

“so catch me up, honey. what’s new?”

“nothing really. i’m working on some new music, and i had an exec meeting this morning to discuss how the album is coming. but other than that it’s same old same old.”

i open the cupboard, taking care of the box of cereal and a couple bags of chips as i speak.

“and you’re still dating the uh…” he trails off. “the one with the tattoos?”

i can hear the disapproval oozing from his voice and my eyes roll in my head.

“Trevor, yes.” i confirm, walking down the hallway to our bedroom and placing a few things on Trevor’s nightstand before setting a new bottle of shampoo on our bathroom counter.

“yeah, him.” he sneers, and it’s then that i hear the front door open, two sets of footsteps reaching my ears. a smile spreads across my face as Trevor calls out my name. “i don’t understand why anyone would do that to their body. that’s permanent, ya know.”

“mhm.” i hum in disinterest. “hey, dad, i gotta go. i’ll call you later.”

“oh alright, honey. love you!”

“love you too.” i hang up the phone as Trevor steps into the room, smiling at the sight of me.

“there you are.” he beams. his arms snake around my waist, pulling me against him, and his head dips down to bring his lips to mine.

“here i am.” i mumble against his lips, causing a chuckle to arise from his throat.

“Jamie is in the living room. followed me home claiming that he had to see you.” he tells me, his eyes lighting up at the mention of his close friend.

“yeah, i invited him over for dinner.” i inform him. my hands cup the back of his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss.

my whole body relaxes, any tension disappearing when his lips meet mine. his eyes scan my face as he pulls away, and his faces falls, his lips forming an exaggerated frown.

“what’s wrong?” he whispers, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear before pulling my head to his chest.

his heartbeat echoes in my head, calming me immensely.

“nothing.” i mutter, my eyes falling shut when he begins rubbing circles on my back.

“i don’t believe you.”

“it’s nothing, really.” i insist. “nothing that’s actually bothering me. just a little annoyed.”

“what annoyed you, baby?” he sways us back and forth and his hand on my back trails down to tickle at my side, making me giggle.

“well,” i sigh and he pushes me back to look into my face. “i said hi to a girl at warner today-”

he hums, encouraging me to keep talking.

“but it was just a quick ‘hi’. apparently she’s a fan of yours, and she thought it was rude of me to greet her and then not stay and chat.” i explain. “so she took to twitter to say so.”

Trevor huffs, his nose scrunching in annoyance. “well that’s just stupid. you don’t owe anyone a conversation…. except me. because you love me, obviously.”

i laugh at his joke, making his face light up at his successful attempt to cheer me up.

“what else, baby?”

“well then, at the store, i ran into one of your ex-hookups.” i continue, and his brows thread together in confusion.

“which, ya know, doesn’t bother me.” i clarify. “but she made a comment on the condoms we use and implied that our relationship wouldn’t last long.”

“our love is not hers to speculate on.” he gruffs out in annoyance, and i nod along.

“i know. so i walked away.”

“i’m proud of you, love.” he presses a kiss to my forehead, a smile resting upon my face as he does. “is that all?”

“almost.” i breathe out. “then i got home, and my dad called as i was putting away the groceries.”

“okay.” he nods, obviously confused why i would be annoyed about my father calling.

“and he made some snide remarks about your tattoos.” Trevor barks out a laugh at that, quite used to people commenting on the art that adorns his skin.

“i ignored them, and hung up pretty much right after, because you got home. but, i just wish he could look past them, because then maybe he’d see the kind, funny guy that you are and understand why i’ve given my heart to you.”

his eyes squint as he grins at my words, bending his neck to pepper kisses across my nose and cheeks. i squeal at the affection and he pulls back to look me in the eyes.

“baby, i don’t care what your dad thinks of me. only that you like me. and i’m pretty sure that you love me just the way i am.”

i nod, biting my lip and holding back a smile. my cheeks turn hot, a blush settling over them, and he smirks at the sight.

“i don’t want you to worry your pretty little mind, baby.” he coos. “so someone was wrongfully upset that you didn’t take time out of your day to talk to them— who cares? people like to throw rocks at things that shine. and you, my darling, shine so beautifully bright. they’re just jealous.”

i roll my eyes at his cheesy statement, but the sentiment warms my heart. “thank you, Trev.”

“any time, baby.” he pulls me in for another hug, my head resting on his chest again. “our love is ours. nobody else’s. what other people have to say about it, and about us, doesn’t matter.

“you hands belong in mine, my heart belongs to yours, and no matter what life throws at us, i’m by your side.”

i open my mouth to respond, but i’m cut off by another voice.

“aww, that was sweet.”

i lift my head from Trevor’s chest, our heads both turning towards the entrance to our bedroom to find Jamie standing there with a cheesy smile.

“Jimmy, what are you doing in here?” Trevor lets out a wheezy laugh at his friend, his head dropping back and his shoulders shaking. the sound is like music to my ears.

this man.

i am so irrevocably in love with him.

“i got bored.” Jamie shrugs. “you guys were taking forever.”

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chubbycelebs · 6 months

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Nick Jonas friendly fattening holiday

Nick was looking forward to his holiday on the sea. He invited his friend along for the holiday. Whilst Nick was in pretty good shape the same couldn’t be said for his friend who was much much fatter then him… but not for long.

Nick loved to show off his big muscles in the hot sun. He would wear as little clothes as possible whilst on holiday as to show them off as best as he could. His friend would also wear as little as possible but that was because he couldn’t fit into many other clothes other than a small speedo.

Through out the holiday Nicks friend spent a lot of time in the kitchen cooking up absolute feasts for the two boys to eat. Every night Nick would go to bed with a nice full belly of amazing home cooked food.

Over time the once fit and perfectly in shape singer began to soften around the edges. His once hard abs melted away into a soft warm belly. Of course Nick didn’t realise. He still believed he was the fittest and hottest person. This delusion couldn’t last forever however.

Nicks friend started to take photos of Nick on holiday, snapping pictures of him whenever he looked extra soft and full. Every night after the two boys had stuffed their expanding bellies with food, he would go through the photos with Nick where he slowly began to become more aware of his expanding body.

Whilst at first the shock of his softening belly was quite a lot to get used to, his friend reassured him that Nick looked good with the extra padding and that he shouldn’t be afraid to enjoy his holiday even if that meant he was expanding out of his tight clothes. Nick agreed and decided to let his friend fill him up with huge meals.

The two growing fat boys loved each others company and the effect that they had on each other. One night on the boat after a long day of filling their bellies, the two boys shared a kiss. The kiss progressed to the bedroom and Nicks friend came out and said to Nick that he wanted Nick fatter and loved his bulging belly. Nick agreed to it and explained his love for his friends fat form. The two boys were up all night exploring their huge bodies.

By the end of the holiday Nick had positively turned into a fat man and he couldn’t be prouder. This holiday was much more rewarding than he thought it could ever be. He discovered so much about him self and he knew his life was now changed for the fatter.

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seaofwine · 7 months

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What do you like about the Odyssey? Besides some entertaining episodes (e.g. Circe or Calypso), I've never really been able to get into the Odyssey as a whole (I find the first 5 books especially dull). The Iliad really speaks to me more.

It's hard to really pinpoint what I like most about it but I love to talk about the Odyssey so I hope you like long posts hahaha

The first five books act as the exposition. When the Iliad ends, there's a general understanding that most of the surviving characters made it home. Menelaus and Helen have reunited, the catalyst for the Trojan War has been resolved. Agamemnon traversed the sea and made it back, and although he was killed by his wife Clytemnestra, there is no question about where he is; unlike Odysseus.

Telemachus has spent his entire youth without a father. When he finally decides to set out from Ithaca to find any leads on where Odysseus is, he is confronted with the fact that most everyone else has been accounted for. He sees Menelaus and Helen, the order of their kingdom, the comfort they have in each other and the bonds they have restored. Telemachus has known nothing but uncertainty, while his mother is forced to weave lies and deceptions to keep the suitors that plague their home at bay. The first five books really show how important one man can be when he is utterly lost, and what it would mean for everyone who loves him should he be found. These books also show the close interest that Athena, as patron of Odysseus, takes in his family. She steps into the chaos of Ithaca and gives Telemachus the inspiration to embark on his own journey, chasing the ghost of his still-living father.

When we finally reach Odysseus, he is not the same man that those who knew him in Troy described. They are the closest Telemachus can come to knowing what came of his father, but even they are separated by nearly a decade and the breadth of the sea. Penelope hasn't laid eyes on her husband in twenty years, there is no overestimating what that can do to a person's memory. Odysseus's first action is to cry. When finally Calypso is forced to allow Odysseus to leave, by order of Hermes, he makes his own raft and leaves at the first possible moment. He is fighting against the will of Poseidon, against the wrath he incurred, all alone. He has lost every single one of his men, every single person who could ever vouch for his identity, in a world where no one could recognize him, is gone. Despite this, he is still fighting to get back to Ithaca.

Odysseus is so utterly human in the text. When he is hosted by Alcinous, Odysseus asks the singer there to recount the story of the Trojan Horse. It's like landing at the doorstep of a stranger who graciously allows you to stay and immediately asking his DJ to play *your own* greatest hits - which in turn only upsets him. This also sets up the dramatic reveal of his identity (I like to imagine him looking around like, you guys remember this one? Yeah that's Me, I pinkie promise. Please give me 4000 drachmae and your best oarsmen (: ).

He recounts the story of how he got so utterly lost on the way back and one thing the Odyssey will tell you, to your face over and over again, is that Odysseus is a big time liar. But for some reason, his tale is so compelling it's hard to remind yourself of that when hearing it for the first time. Some points are so beyond baffling (like striking Polyphemus in the singular eye the poor sod has, and then once to the safety of his boat (which is on open water, the domain of said cyclops's father) loudly announcing his full gods-given name and mailing address, just in case anyone missed who it was) that it's like, yeah that was probably exactly what he did. This is the section of the story where we see Odysseus as he sees himself. This is his own reflection of the actions he made and the troubles that befell him because of it.

Odysseus is such a complex character that one of the epithets he is given is "polytropos", the many-faced or many-sided. Odysseus and his relationship to his own identity, which he can shed and don at any point that's convenient for him, is one of the main reasons I am obsessed with his story. This, and the exploration in an ancient text about what a close relationship with a deity, is something I am constantly thinking about.

#odyssey #ask #odysseus #i just really love him ok? ok

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It's really disheartening that Rick Riordan stance on the war I understand that he wants to be neutral on this stance but in my opinion by becoming neutral he only worsening the issue as many Palestines are dying that are mostly children, how the majority of Israeli are supporting the Genocide of Palestine, and how the government is trying so hard (but miserably failing) to justified the genocide. I will hold him accountable for what he said on this issue as during this period the choice is basically "you are with us or against us."

Part of me wishes he will realize what he said was wrong and understand the bigger issue that plays at hand. I will criticism for his actions as how can a man who promotes LGBTQIA and representation of minorities and disabilities in his books turn a blind eyes to Genocide of people. However we can only wait and see on his next move.

One last thing about your previous you said you don't group Riordan with other authors where do you would group him with? Also this is more on an opinion base answer but many people are boycotting companies that support Israel there as been another post on Twitter on boycotting authors. Rick Riordan happens to be one of them. Do you believed that he should be boycotted with other authors or he should be properly educated and apologized for his previous statement? If you believed he should be boycotted what do tou have to say to those who might have the mentality of "separate the art from the artist"

thank you for this ask, and i completely agree with you! it is extremely hypocritical of him considering what he preaches for in his books. i think he’s convinced he has properly addressed the apartheid by using very vague language that can be applied to anything, and in doing so, he’s addressed nothing really.

your first question on who i would group him with— probably other authors who are doing the exact same as him in their virtue signalling. i always like to link my other blogs to each other, so i don’t think it’s a secret that i have a red queen account and i’m pretty passionate about that. unfortunately, victoria aveyard is another fantasy author who has literally wrote a whole four-book series on the uprising against oppression but is now playing neutral in her address of the apartheid. rebecca yarros is in the same boat, although i haven’t read ‘fourth wing,’ fans have said there are large themes of oppression within the book. so if i had to group riordan it would probably be in the ‘i-like-to-write-about-it-for-profit-and-praise-only’ group.

in terms of boycotting, i think that’s a great idea! i would also like to remind everyone that the percy jackson tv show is coming out in a little over a month, but disney is a huge industry financially supporting israel as well ($2 million in funding), which is obviously far more damning than a poorly written address by one person. there is a boycott happening for disney as well— and the pjo show will be released on disney + . i implore everyone to not watch it on that platform!! personally i will be pirating it online (idk if i’ll get into trouble saying that here but lol oh well), because im pretty sure the boycott is only for withdrawing financial support, not simply consuming media.

i feel like separating art from the artist only works if that artist is… like, dead, and you’re using that art and its values as a historical insight to how the world was during its time. you can still like a piece of work that has a problematic artist, you can engage with the work (to an extent). but separating art from the artist barely works because either:

to engage with the art is to support the artist in some way, so that artist is making money based on your interaction with that (particularly in the case for singers and streaming of songs)

that artists’ views and values are so rancid that it’s literally embedded within the text itself. to ignore it is harmful.

harry potter is my all-time favourite example to use, because jkr is the scum of the earth, and her views are entrenched in her work. a lesser known example is sarah j maas and her books (she’s also not as dogshit as jkr, but then again, its not hard to be a better person than her). i’m not going to bag on these people for liking things by problematic people (would be hypocritical of me), i just think it’s cowardly not to address it when you come across it, or at least admit to it. to simply write things off as ‘separate to the artist’ is like purposefully turning off your critical thinking skills.

on whether boycotting or an apology is enough— if riordan did apologise and used specific language and not the nonsense he had in that blog, expressed his remorse for his ignorance and then actually did or said something to support the people of palestine then, yeah. that’s fine and that’s how we learn ig. but he should educate himself, too many activists, people from the arab community and especially palestinians are expected to be all-knowing and to educate everyone else on an already draining and personal tragedy. it’s been exhausting for me, i can’t imagine what they’re going through. if riordan (or anyone) needs to be educated, he should do it himself, and (at least in my opinion) i don’t think the info is very hard to find now. it’s just about weeding out the misinformation.

i think boycotting is a good idea as of now. it can serve to be a catalyst for self reflection for many people. also, as much as i hate most online discourses, talking about it online needs to happen. i don’t want these authors to forget, for a moment, about the ignorance they posted online during a time of international crisis.

#sorry if this is so messy. its 3am where i am rn #i finished two exams today and my brain is deaddd #but ty for this ask!#i have sooo many opinions about the whole ‘separate the art from artist’ and when to boycott something #because usually im actually not a big fan of boycotting. i just dont think it works most of the time (at least recently)#boycotting as a way of ‘canceling’ someone is something i think is a bit silly for instance.#esp when people gonna forget about what that person did in like. two months at most #but i feel like this issue (especially for corporations funding millions of dollars into genocide) is big enough to warrant a call for-#-everyone to abstain financially from things #like it isnt someone saying some dumb shit online. theres a whole country being wiped out.#unfortunately so many corporations fund israel. an insidious amount. so just do ur best to navigate thru it #riordanverse #incorrect riordanverse #rick riordan #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #pjo #trials of apollo #toa #ask #anon #free palestine #percy jackson disney+#pjo tv show #rewriting

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Dearest dear @Visualtaehyun, thank you for tagging me. One day you will view the fruit of my inclusion in these tag games and think “what have I wrought? I have doomed us both”

Anyway

9 People You'd Like To Get To Know Better

3 ships The Endeavour - fuck that ship That little boat Pingu makes, noot noot - love that ship. Me with whatever dopamine providing fantasy is gonna get me through the day - the best/most maladaptive ship. (Worse than the Endeavour? Abso-fucking-lutely not, FUCK that ship)

First ship My barbies with all my other barbies. My grandma got me a Ken, potentially cos all my Barbies were super poor and couldn’t afford clothes, or more beds, so they were always naked and always in the sam bed. And they needed a man to make some mullah and put some designer threads on the table. But she bought me the gold mesh singlet Ken and he just abandoned all his girl friends for the club every night.

Last song White Pills - Tilly Birds. I saw them in concert a few weeks ago and a new song just came out, so you know I’m all about that. Also Third and Nunew were both on the same series on The Masked Singer. Also Third’s voice is so distinctive and comforting in that same way that hearing that slight gravel in my cigarette smoking bestie’s voice feels like home.

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Currently reading Honestly, nothing. Consuming content in my native language is a choice when I could be using that time to learn Thai (I learn Thai by watching Comprehensible Thai videos - it’s not hard work - just time consuming)

Last movie Monkey Man. Fun fact: 5 of us went to the movies together, 3 they/thems, 1 queer and 1 friend who had never been asked about their pronouns before and was having a little crises/revelation. Good movie, too many teeth though. (That wasn’t really a fact…)

Currently craving Crunchy potato chips - crisps. Salt and vinegar. Exactly 4 chips.

I’m pretty sure I’m not playing this game right, but as long as I’m having fun right? Right? Right?

Jump in if you wanna play. Here’s looking at you kid: @cryingatships @paintedmasks @belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas @ppeonppeonhan No stress though. And if you are wondering where I have been, capitalism is kicking my arse. Soz, sincerely though.

Real talk: If anyway wants to make a murder board with me to work out what the fuck is going on in that music video, I am here for it. I'll bring the red yarn.

#Sometime the music videos are too deep and I'm too tired #ask game #this is actually what I am like #The Masked Singer is honestly a bonkers show #Did anyone else notice that the signposts in The Next Prince pilot were in English?#Youtube

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i mean how sam always seems to have the final say, sam and his new gf got colby with someone they picked, sam dominates opinions during interviews even if colby speaks sam always has the final say, he says things like people shouldn’t live life via a book (talking on christianity whilst sitting next to his christian best friend) but then lives his own life via self help books and preaches them at every chance (whats the difference?). the structure of their videos now are basically everything sam wants to do (rituals and such), it was him and his family who made the financial decisions for the both of them and they share a bank account (this was probably smart when they were 16 and im sure they have personal accounts too)

i also saw people on twitter saying colby looks like hes starting to figure it out. how also sam would not have made it half as far in his career without eye candy colby standing beside him. how sam treated kat and how many colby is seeing similarities with his own relationship with him.

colbys codependent on sam so he would never walk away but i hope sam isnt taking advantage of him or manipulating him in anyway to make colby stay around.

a lot of this isn't really manipulation. at least i don't believe it to be.

sam is a control freak who thinks he's always right/is too stubborn to listen to others. and colby goes along with a lot of what sam says bc one, that is his best friend and business partner, and two, colby doesn't see himself as intelligent like sam so sam's able to get his way a lot bc colby won't rock the boat/trust his own opinions.

it would be manipulative if sam fed into those insecurities colby has and told him "yeah we should go with what i want bc your choices are poor" but colby actively deciding to go with what sam says just bc he thinks his idea is good is not sam being manipulative.

for everything else, i'll break it down how i think it is.

colby was going out with ms singer, k's other friend, before all going out with m. and that didn't work out so that's why k introduced m to colby and they hit it off. that's not really sam playing a part or manipulating colby to date someone just bc. i think that was just happenstance tbh.

sam just talks a lot more than colby. i personally think also as of recently colby seems disinterested in a lot of the outside content they have been doing, and i think that's from burnout and the fandom et large just constantly berating him and it tiring him out.

the christianity/self help thing is just sam being hyprocritical. it's also why i find his argument of not like astrologers to be stupid. just bc it don't make sense to you doesn't mean it's lesser than. i think it's dumb to read a book written by (basically) a get rich quick scheme artist who hasn't had any hardships but knows therapy speak relatively well, and for some reason that makes them qualified to tell me how to live my best life. but hey, to each their own lol

the structure of vids… eh, i think they both agree to that layout. and i think part of that also comes from the comments and what some ppl want as well.

sam's family being involved has less to do with sam and more to do with colby's family just not taking his dreams and career seriously. not to mention, sam's dad was already retired by the time snc were getting started so it makes sense that that man knows a thing or two more about business. and also he tried to be in their lives and it seems as if colby's parents (minus his mother) didn't so again, not really sam.

and the boys, i would assume, have both the business account and their own personal ones. they just talk about and use the same business account more (probably for tax write offs lol).

i do think colby wants time away from the brand and business, but i don't think it's sam's doing that makes him want to leave, at least not fully. i think the over working and the constant long hours/having little to no time off has definitely put a damper on things for colby. and some of that is also tied to sam wanting them both to constantly work and needing to do something "productive" at all times. but i think that's also why they have reduced their work load a lot.

i think in the long run colby will not be in this business as long as sam might want him to be/will be. colby seems about ready to dip out to me sometimes, but i think that also comes from the pressure of the fans and how mean they can be. how invasive they can be. how careless they continue to be towards someone they claim to love. colby keeps a lot inward, and this tied with his own personal struggles (along with his cancer and such), i think colby wants time away that he feels like he can't take. and whether that's bc of sam or other facts is not something we really know 100% about.

i believe they are both very codependent on each other, mostly bc, as they have mentioned, they are the only ppl in their lives they feel they can be 100% themselves around. not to mention every bad and good moment in the last 10+ years has had each other in it, so of course they are gonna rely heavily on one another. i do hope they eventually take some time to be by themselves, away from one another. just to get some space. i don't think that's happening any time soon, unless something major transpires.

but short answer, no. i don't think sam is being manipulative towards colby. i think colby can make his own decisions, regardless of sam. he actively chooses to be with sam daily. i'm sure if he didn't like it he would have left by now lol

#ask #personal #sg bs

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scotianostra · 7 months

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Happy Birthday Scottish actor Alec Newman, born November 27th 1974 in Glasgow.

He may not be a household name, nor has he been in any real blockbuster films, but Alec Newman has quietly made a name for himself with roles in some very good dramas on both sides of the Atlantic.

Alec’s dad was in the Sandy, was in The Chris McClure Section, and since 1973 has been the lead singer and guitarist in Marmalade, Alec’s brother, John James Newman competed in the 2012 season of The Voice UK. Newman considered a life as a football player before breaking his leg playing for Wokingham Town as a youth.

He started out acting with National Youth Theatre aged 16, before enrolling in The London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. Straight out of there he began cropping up in stage shows and impressing in guest appearances in TV shows like good old Taggart, of course, Heartbeat, Peak Practice and Dangerfield.

In the year 2000 he landed a leading part in Frank Herbert's Dune a three-part based on the novel of the same name, this got him noticed in the US and guest roles in shows there included, Angel, Star Trek Enterprise and Tru Calling, Flitting between stay at home and in the states he has continued to appear in some of the top shows, at home and abroad. Outlander fans might remember him as Joseph Wemyss in Down the Rabbit hole two years ago.

Alec is probably best known at home for playing Headmaster Michael Byrne in Waterloo Road when the series decanted to Scotland. Judge, John Deed, Spooks, Call the Midwife and Casualty at home, 24 Live Another Day, Victor Frankenstein, Shetland Rogue and The Bastard Executioner among many others, as well as stage roles has kept Newman busy in a career spanning around 25 years. Add to that he has voiced numerous commercials, audio books documentaries and Video games.

More recently Alec starred in four episodes of the ITV crime drama Unforgotten, and in the Scottish detective series Karen Pirie, based on the books by Val McDermid. Alec is next on the big screen in The Boys in the Boat directed by Hollywood A lister George Clooney.

Alec Newman married production co-ordinator Heather Stewart after meeting on the set of Waterloo Road. They married in Ayrshire in 2014 and have a daughter together. Newman is a huge football fan and has indulged a love for the outdoors, twice trekking in the Everest region of Nepal.

#scotland #scottish #history #actor #theatre #movie #television #happy birthday

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Imagine all our demigods being demigods, BUT, they’re also world-wide stars.

Percy is known to the mortal public as “The Hero” because he is named after Perseus. Girls and boys love his delinquent smirk, the way he sings with his heart and soul and seems so sad when he is on stage. He is a solo singer, but he often makes feats with Piper McLean, also a singer and a model, and from their instagram stories, they seem to be best friends. But the press is on about something else on him, his criminal record. Even though he is always acquitted or the case is abandoned, he was still the famous 2005 hunted kid who got kidnapped, had a rifle duel with his kidnapper. And was rumoured to have blown up the St.Louis Arch and made a fire in his High school. But the conspirators on the twitter and 4chan find plot holes in his story.

The public knows Percy is dating famous choreographer and dancer Annabeth Chase, who also got kidnapped along with him. She also makes appearances on multiple TV series along with famous Artist and actress Hazel Levesque. But hold on ! Doesn’t Hazel Levesque look a lot like this girl from the 40s ? And they share the same last name ? Is she a descendant of hers ?

And The public and press notices that she is close to another famous person, Jason Grace. The winner of the Fencing summer Olympics. But hold on ! Doesn’t he also seem familiar ? Wait, isn’t he the son of famous Hollywood singer and actress, Beryl Grace ? Also known as Beryl Disgrace ? People start calling him Jason Disgrace after he fails a duel, he begs them on twitter to stop because he feels uncomfortable. Is he actually her son ? If so, where is his older sister, Thalia Grace, who was known to be the cutest child model for America ? Why did they disappear so suddenly, and why, did they not come to their mother’s public funeral ? Were they that shielded from the public ?

Jason Disgrace is seen a lot with Percy Jackson and Frank Zhang. Frank, who is a The winner of the Weightlifting Olympics, and participated in the Archery olympics, he is also known to be Hazel’s partner. How do so many known and famous people be mutual best friends ? But wait, there’s more…

Both Hazel Levesque and Jason Grace and their friends seem to be friends with two other people. Nico Dii Angelo and Will Solace. Let’s start with the easy one, Will Solace, a.k.a, Wilhem Andrew Solace. He won the the Archery Olympics, where he participated with Frank Zhang, who seems to also be his friend. But outside of that, he was spotted at Columbia University, where he apparently studies PhDs in Biomedical Sciences program. He posts multiple photos with his best friends, especially one in particular ; Nico Dii Angelo.

Nico Dii Angelo is a mystery to the public, he never posts anything on his instagram except for puppy pictures and McDonald’s menues and food. Multiple people have spotted him on multiple trains or boats, sometimes even on the same day, but in places too far to travel in in just one day. So how does he do it ? Wait, hold up, is he another time traveler ? Niccolo Dii Angelo, an Italian young boy who lived in America after immigrating from Italy in the 40’s, has a striking resemblance to Nico Dii Angelo, from a screenshot taken from a McDonald’s security camera when he was 11. Why is he so known ? Well, Niccolo Dii Angelo, was apparently the son of a mafia family, which might be the reason they might have fled to America. Even though it is not confirmed, there might be a liaison between Niccolo Dii Angelo and Nico Greco, Nico Greco being a fake name to hide his new identity.

Niccolo Dii Angelo and The Levesque girl are both from the 40s, coincidence ? At multiple times Hazel Levesque and Nico Dii Angelo call each other siblings, even though they look nothing alike.

Adding onto this, there is also an 8th member to this conspiracy, Leo Valdez. He has more ran away more than 3 times from foster homes, which he got in because his mother died during a fire due to a problem with a malfunctioning machine. He is seen on the backstage of both Piper’s and Percy’s concerts, fiddling with a broken machine. Sometimes he steps up on stage to fix a technical problem, and laugh along with the public. He is also seen with Jason Grace, helping with equipments in the Olympics. He can also be spotted on some famous series stage where Hazel or Annabeth play. He is also quiet present on all of these people’s instagram and twitter accounts, where he can be seen close to fire or machinery, in plus of his own twitter account.

So, How does Percy Jackson, a kidnapped kid and now singer and model for top brands, date Annabeth Chase, a prodessional Choreographer, dancer and actress, and also a kidnapped kid ? How are they both friends with Piper McLean, Daughter of World wide known star Tristan McLean, and known singer and Model ? And how are these three both friends with Jason Grace, that some thought was dead ? And do they all know the time travellers Hazel Levesque and Nico Dii Angelo ? And how is Gloomy Nico Dii Angelo dating sunshine boy Will Solace ? And Hazel Levesque dating Frank Zhang who is friend with all of them. And who is Leo Valdez ? Is he just an Npc with a backstory or just a friend ?

Are they all interconnected ? What are the dots left to connect all of this ? What is this mess ?

#heroes of olympus #percy jackson #pjo #pjo stuff #rick riordan #riordanverse #pjo headcanon #pjo text post #PJO alternat universe #percy and annabeth #leo valdez #jason grace #nico di angelo #will solace

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did you ever imagine a random shitpost leading to you writing what has essentially become a romance empire?

LOL, sure as fuck didn't, although "random shitpost leads Sam into a weird new months-long rabbit hole" is not actually an uncommon occurrence for me. :D

I feel like somehow it might be weirder for the anon who sent me that ask that kicked it all off. For me it feels like I've just joined another fandom. Yes, on the one hand I'm the Word Of God and the only true source of new canon, but on the other hand once that basic canon was established -- once I had an essential cast of characters and a built world -- it got super easy to fuck around in it in the exact same way I would with, say, a fandom that's on extended hiatus.

For me, writing new Shivadh books is very akin to what I've done in the past with Cartographer's Craft (a stand-in book seven before Deathly Hallows was written) or the Hiatus Continuations (filler while Heroes was on hiatus -- was that the writer's strike? Fuck I'm old) or post-movie fic after the first Avengers film. I’ve never found sequels so easy before, but then I’ve usually been looking at sequels to much more intense novels like Nameless or Dead Isle. The Shivadhverse isn’t...not intense, but it’s just silly enough that I don’t feel like I need to make anything deep. Twelve Points is actually probably going to be the deepest to date, in many ways, and it’s still like..

CONVERSATIONS WITH MYSELF:

“Michaelis canonically has a very nice voice that he’s worked hard to preserve. He could have trained as a singer in his youth. I should have him at some point lead a chorus with some of the Eurovision performers.”

“That would be dumb and only really self-gratifying. You just like it when Michaelis is special.”

“Okay but...yes, that’s correct, and I’m the author. So I’m doing it anyway. He’s gonna sing a sea chanty and Buck’s gonna sing it with him. They’re gonna sing Mingulay Boat Song because I like it and I’m gonna put a verse in Shivadh.”

“...sure, okay. Why not?”

END CONVERSATION, and then I wrote that scene.

Anyway for that Anon who suggested it, they like...poked a beehive and a swarm of romance novels attacked. That must feel a little surreal!

I really do enjoy talking about various canons and headcanons on Tumblr, and I have fun too working on the new books and coming up with future plots. I may end up having to break off the Georgie/Monday romance for an entirely separate book, because the Royals And the Ramblers is looking to be a bit of a monster, and may be the first Shivadh novel that doesn't have a new central romance. Although between Gregory and Eddie's three separate weddings, Jerry and Alanna's ongoing "Why are we like this", and Michaelis and Jes navigating their newly blended family (plus an adopted granddaughter who is taking a while to warm up to Michaelis) there will still be plenty of romance. :D

#shivadhverse

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lol anon back (same anon that listed why Rami is amazing)! I got more 🙃

He’s our clumsy king and owns it

He fell at the Oscars, fell/pushed off a side railing, did parkour only to fall when he started running on the ground (it was a Mr. Robot blooper), fell backwards in a fucking chair, and tripped during the Red Carpet at the Met Gala. This man literally trips over air and himself but we still love him ❤️

Spending time with Emma who is non-binary

Literally does make a difference because it helps non-binary people feel like they’re noticed!

Puts so much thought and consideration i to his characters and roles!

Just think about all he had to do for “The Pacific”, “Mr. Robot”, and “Bohemian Rhapsody”! Definitely lots of dedication and hard work and passion for his roles, like wow.

Rami’s hair

Never gets old and I love his curly hair era! Also wavy hair too! Wonderful hair lol

He has great expectations for his roles

In an interview, Rami was asked if he was happy about “Night at the Museum” casting a pharaoh correctly. Rami’s reaction literally said, “that shouldn’t be something to be super overly happy about, it should just be casted correctly”. Good expectations honestly.

Rami was the side character for so damn long and steals every scene he’s in

Rami is literally amazing in all scenes he does and even if he’s not the main character, all eyes are on him (at least mine are 😌)

He’s one of the best versatile actors I think I’ll ever witness!

This man has literally played: a gay teenager who was crushing on his best friend

traumatized war veteran who has a thick Cajun accent

an iconic and memorable lead band singer

Alcatraz prisoner who plays the violin

ancient mummy pharaoh that comes to life at night

hacker with d.i.d and ptsd

a doctor named Adam Terry

random dude in Battle Ship

a vampire with a cool scarf

a mountain man and in real life Rami gets the chance to squabble in a tiny boat with his identical twin lmao (best sibling fight we’ll ever witness, @the-real-ramimalekpeen have you used this scene for Twin Tuesday yet?)

a 6’0 tall guy in a video game who was said to most likely have schizophrenia

a dude with a beard

a weirdo guy in the literal fucking show “BoJack Horseman”

and like so many other characters I’m choosing not to describe

Already said he was a “bad boy” and pranks people but he’s literally really funny

Have you seen him in different interviews? Such a charmer and pretty funny as well.

Like the interview with Charlie Hunnam where there was a question about Rami’s eye color and he and Charlie were teasing each other and trying to find out Rami’s eye color. Then some pictures are also pretty funny.

Also the “DoLittle” game with Robert Downey Jr (Rami’s whole outfit and appearance during the Ellen Show with Robert Downey Jr 😩👌 literally here for his outfit, freaking immaculate lmao)

“wE sHot LiVe aiD oN dAy onE”

That’ll be in my head forever, thanks Rami

“A playful smooch”

I don’t think I’ll recover from the shocked looks on everybody’s faces when Rami exposed how he had a kiss with Daniel Craig.

His fans are wonderful

This man has the best real fans. Which includes the fan artists, fanfic writers, and people who just appreciate him and/or his films! also people who stand up for him which is YOU Flipper and RamiPeen 👏

Photo shoots

How can you look at his photo shoots and NOT smile??? Precious but also sexy man.

Again he has a literal soft spot for children

That one time where I’m pretty sure he read a book to a few children

Best hugs

He seriously gives the sweetest and warmest hugs. Like can I get a hug?? 🫂

Oppenheimer moments

I don’t care what anyone says about his role in Oppenheimer. He had literally eight minutes of screen time yet still went for the fucking jugular and was successful.

The bulge

He has no shame and no, I won’t expand on this except… @the-real-ramimalekpeen 😉

Doesn’t give a fuck about haters

Lmao y’all hated Rami in Amsterdam and thought his character was stupid? Well he probably doesn’t give a shit (or is obliviously living his best life) lmao.

Ages like fine wine

God he looks like he’s in his fucking thirties in so many pictures. Raise your hand if you ever looked at a picture of him and thought, “oh a picture when he was in his twenties!” and it turns out the picture was taken in his fucking 40s… a few days ago… Unproblematic people age perfectly.

His smile makes me smile

Could he be any cuter??? His smile literally is so wonderful.

Most caring thing you’ll see all day and is husband material

When he was giving Emma his jacket, comforting the woman (friend) who was crying and thanking the waitress, and so many other events 🥺

Okay anyways got even more than this lol… sorry for rambling on about our Rami. I’m just so happy I finally get the chance to share my Rami findings and thoughts I’ve collected over the years.

I love your love for him!

#rami malek

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worldenough-and-time · 10 months

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Last Line Tag

Thank you to @lynxindisguise and @kaleidoscopexsighs for the tag!

Here’s a little bit of Joan of Arc for y’all, as promised. This fic has possessed my brain- I’ve learned much more than I ever intended to about the Hundred Years War; also this one is shaping up to be possibly even more sacrilegious than Immaculate Conception Girls Kissing Remix. This is the closest I will ever come to writing rpf, but in my defense, I am in France. 🇫🇷

Anyway enjoy uhhhh whatever this is:

After that brief audience, they all went to church. Remus stood in the front row with her parents on one side of her and the Dauphin and Queen Mother on the other. The chapel was beautiful, the incense heavy in the air, the priest’s robes vivid in color and intricately embroidered. Remus was not moved by the display- she thought it trivial evidence of wealth rather than faith. Until she heard the Princess sing.

She was announced grandly, though she needed no introduction, her face an easy mirror of her mother and brother. At first Remus braced herself to endure the music politely. Royals often thought themselves in possession of many talents, and who was to tell them otherwise? But the Princesses' voice was true.

She stood on the dais with the church choir patiently behind her, and sang three hymns. Though usually Remus would close her eyes to better savor the songs, she found she could not deny herself the sight of the singer. She was young and fair, though still older than the Dauphin, and her long, dark hair was braided with a silk ribbon the same strange silver as her eyes. While her mother and brother possessed the cold beauty of a portrait, the Princess was every laughing muse that moved a great artist's brush to paint.

LOOK I don’t know why they’re in church again. I am not driving this boat.

Also I know I owe y’all a chapter of True Blue- it’s probably gonna be a day late! Blame European timezone fuckery. Love from France! ❤️

Tagging @capacity-for-wonder who owes us at least one Honeymoon Book Report.

#fic: Joan of Arc #wolfstar #lesbian wolfstar #oops my hand slipped #wolfstar fic #marauders #sapphic wolfstar

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is-she-suffering · 4 months

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29/04/2000 - KERRANG! MAGAZINE “New York Doll”

New York Doll

According to Courtney Love, Katie Jane Garside is the original Riot Grrl. According to her detractors, she’s a new age nutter with volatile tendencies. As her band prepares to storm the Big Apple, one thing’s certain - the QUEEN ADREENA frontwoman isn’t about to change for anyone…

“WE’RE ON a planet in the middle of infinity.” Katie Jane Garside observes, not unreasonably. “Nobody really knows what the hell is going on, but as long as I’m properly chewing on life, I’m okay. Happiness or sadness isn’t the point to me. That’s why it’s good to come to a place like New York. It keeps you right on the edge of creation. To realise your mortality is great.” Katie Jane is in New York with her band Queen Adreena to their first US gigs. The slender vocalist has certainly been chewing on life in the few hours since she arrived. Last night her performance mesmerised a 100-strong audience at Brownie’s club, after which the band moved on to a trendy, hole-in-the-wall bar in a rundown part of the city where a drunken Katie made such an arse of herself that she was put in a cab and sent back to her hotel by her bandmates. “I have no dignity today.” she croaks over a lunch of coffee and water in the Big Apple’s chic Paramount hotel. “I shredded it last night. When I’m drunk, to repress any of my urges seems like a crime against God. I can become quite dangerous to myself.”

IF YOU believe Courtney Love, Katie Jane Garside was the original Riot Grrl. In the early ‘90s, she fronted Daisy Chainsaw, whose screechy, punky rock was an innovation to Courtney and others. But there were problems. Because she didn’t write any of the songs, Garside left frustrated in Daisy Chainsaw. “I was unable to articulate myself,” she sighs. “It became a bottleneck of violence. I took it out on myself to a dangerous degree. That’s why I left. My silent witness, the one up there that sits by my right ear, just told me to out.” Spooked by the music business, she headed for the solitude of the Lake District where she stayed, along, for several months. “I went away to find what was at the bottom of the well,” she explains solemnly. “I had to be very quiet and far away from everything in order to hear something that wanted to speak to me. I just walked up and down mountains. That’s all I did. Walk and write and scream into the wind. It was very magical. When you subtract from your life, it creates an altered state just as drugs do by adding something. I was able to lost myself. On good days it was divine. I write from that place. It’s a personal mythology. It’s very real.”

She toys with the fake flower in her hair and gazing down at her feet. Momentarily, she’s lost. “Where am I going?” she questions herself. “Let me see…” A long pause. This happens often when Katie Jane Garside is grappling with a big idea like art or creation. She strives hard to be understood.

When she returned to London from the Lakes, Katie put a new group together with former Daisy Chainsaw guitarist Crispin Gray, plus drummer Billy Freedom, and tall, cross-dressing bassist Orson Wajih. Named Queen Adreena after a premonition of Katie’s, they have produced the most startling rock debut of the year in 'Taxidermy’, a record full of volatile emotions and uncommon beauty. “Music is the only thing that’s been consistent in my life,” Katie explains. “It’s been my sanctity, my lullaby that’s kept me same.”

KATIE JANE has never been like the other girls. As an army child, her adolescence was disrupted each time her father was posted to a new country. Always the new kid at school, Katie remembers: “I was very angry about something and I didn’t know what it was. I don’t think I was great to know.” Between 12 and 15 Katie’s family lived mostly on a boat in the Canary Islands and in the Caribbean. Now 31, her closest friend is her younger sister Mel, a singer-songwriter who also lives in London. “I don’t really know many people,” Katie shrugs. “I know my sister and usually about one other person at any given time. We’re very connected. In fact Mel and I are almost the same person.”

Katie feels the same way about the late Anais Nin, author of some of the most celebrated erotic writing of the 20th Century, although Katie prefers Nin’s journals to her erotica. “I love her,” Katie smiles. “Something strange happened to me when I read her. I met myself. You don’t often meet yourself. It gave me a lot of comfort. Her stuff is so timeless. Her diaries are extraordinary. She was really alive every minute of her life.”

DESCRIBED BY The Guardian as “a complicated heroine”, Katie Jane Garside is an unusual rock star. She gave up drugs, she says, because they got her into too much trouble. “I’m too open,” she confesses. “They’d finish me off.” In the past, Katie Jane has been written off as a nutter, but while many of the things she says will read like so much kooky new age nonsense in the pages of a rock magazine, when she speaks of the power of nature and her desire to be alone with it, there is a fire and a genuine belief in her clear eyes. “I’m very happy on my own,” she says.

“That makes it difficult to have any relationship with any sense of permanence, but it doesn’t make it difficult for me, it makes it difficult for them. It does make me sad, but I can’t be any other way. "My religion is nature. I’m at the mercy of it, and when I feel my best is when I feel most insignificant, when I become a grain of sand, nothing. That’s my religion. Everything is temporary. There is an omnipotence. I felt that in the most real way possible.” People hate me for saying things like that, but if you truly lose yourself there’s nothing that anyone can do to you. As soon as I see a no-go sign, I have to go there. “I’ve woken up and been God,” she says. “It was a long night when everything collapsed, and it wasn’t drug-induced. There is real magic. It’s something that manifests very visibly.”

ALL OF a sudden, Katie looks up. She has a story to tell. She thinks it probably won’t make sense if the story is printed, but she tells it in the hope that somebody will understand. “I was in a very difficult period of my life,” she reveals. “I was more frightened that I’ve ever been. I was walking on Hampstead Heath and I was singing to myself, and I looked up and saw a bird which I felt was looking right at me. "Then as I crossed over a bridge, this flock of birds descended on me. I was cloaked in it. I was crying and crying and this man was staring at me through this haze of birds. "This really happened,” she exclaims. “The God experience. I’m part of creation. I wasn’t born and I don’t die. I’m here forever. And in that moment the universe rushed to me and enveloped me and let me know that I’m not alone.”

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Chapter 2 - Mila’s Restoration Army

Part 2 - The Ruffian Saber

Novis was a holy island. However, it did have one port, Novis Greatport, which was not small, but not large either. Around it were three piers, home to countless taverns and inns with restaurants served by beautiful women. While it was the only port on the island, one could travel in many directions from it.

Clergy units, coming to the island pursuing total devotion to their faith, arrived by boats that traveled from the Zofian mainland through the strait, and enjoyed a final party with their family and friends. Couples would also travel to Novis alone, but aside from clergy wishing to devote themselves to their faith, none were allowed to step foot past the port and within the island.

And so, Novis Greatport was where many said their final goodbyes to each other. For such a parting to not be until death would mean that a clergy unit failed to follow their ideals and devote themselves to staying on the island forever. Though it was difficult for the clergy to say goodbye, it was necessary for them to be prepared to do so, in order to achieve their greatest happiness. As the location of Zofia where the sweet sorrow of parting was felt the strongest, there were also many songs written about Novis Greatport.

"I name a star so that I may remember you forever

Though within that star is already the names of hundreds of others

And all of their sadness

Oh great crossroads of Novis, home of countless goodbyes"

A female singer sang passionately to the low accompaniment of several vibrating string instruments.

Celica was currently at the dining hall of one of the inns, having already finished her lunch, and now washing it down with hot herbal tea as she listened to the woman's song.

'I did not say goodbye to anyone when I came here. In my first memories, I was alone, so there wasn't even anyone I could say goodbye to. Did I really set out because I wanted to know where Mila is, and why the black rain is falling? I might be able to return to Zofia Castle. Could that be the real reason why I left? If I had anyone to say goodbye to, they would have all been at the castle. But my birth was also my parting…'

Celica became lost in her thoughts while listening to the song, when Boey, Mae, and then Genny all rushed up to her table and each sat down in one of the empty chairs.

Boey asked the server for three orders of herbal tea, then said, "We didn't have any luck! All we were told is that there aren't any available ships. Even when I told them we're from the priory, that still didn't change anything."

After their fight against the ghosts, they avoided running into any brigands, and no other notable obstacles came in front of their path. Still, by the time they arrived at the port, the sun was already high in the sky. After enjoying a meal centered around a main dish of steamed seaweed, Celica's companions had immediately gone out to look for a ship, but they did not make any progress at all.

"There should be tons of ships at a por-" Boey took a sip of his tea and started to say, when his eyes froze on someone. His face turned red and he stood up, surprising his friends, who all looked in the same direction as him.

A man was sitting at the counter, drinking sake.

Boey immediately walked right up to him. "You!!"

At the sound of Boey's voice, the man looked at him. He had a wolfskin eye patch… He was the young mercenary.

"Oh hey, you're that sheep! Is the foxy little cleric doing well? …Oh, she's right there!" The mercenary said, and returned to his drink.

In reaction to Boey's uncharacteristic behavior, Celica, Mae, and Genny all gathered around him.

"You're exactly the person we need!" Celica said, and stepped between him and Boey. Not even a moment later, her friends' eyes all widened, but Celica continued, "I want to hire you. Name your terms."

After their fight against the ghosts, she realized they were in dire need of someone proficient in swords. They had the perfect number of spellcasters, and Genny was skilled in using healing staves. But she was the only person among them right now who was competent in swordsmanship. Mercenary units specialized in swords, and Celica knew that once their contract was finalized, they would swear absolute loyalty to their current master.

Both Boey and Mae, but particularly Boey, disagreed with Celica's decision. This man was but a random ruffian. They had no idea exactly what he was thinking when he saved Genny.

The man glanced up at Boey, who was glaring down at him in anger, and said, "My terms? Hmm… I'll go with you if you let me have the foxy little cleric."

He pointed at the fuming Genny. It was not only the first time she'd ever been called something so insulting, but also the first time someone had ever pointed at her like she was some kind of object. It was clear from her expression that she hated just looking at him, and she fled back to their table.

Celica worried about her, and looked at Boey and Mae, signaling to them to go with her.

Now Celica was alone with him. She said, "I'll pay you four gold coins up front, and one silver coin for each foe you kill."

"Six up front."

"Five."

"You've got yourself a deal! The name's Saber."

Saber grabbed his half-finished bottle and empty cup, then moved from the counter over to their table. Directly in front of the dumbfounded group, he refilled his cup and drank it in one gulp before saying, "Don't look at me like that. Your leader just hired me. So from now on, we're allies."

He didn't bother looking for anyone's approval, instead downing another cup and explaining, "I'm on a journey to find a holy sword. Whoever possesses it is said to become immortal. There are units all over willing to pay hundreds, if not thousands of gold coins for it."

He had become quite talkative now, likely a result of how drunk he was. "I heard a rumor that Grieth's Pirates recently acquired it while ravaging the strait leading to here, and that's how I ended up on this island. And thanks to all that, I was able to meet you guys!" He laughed.

"Just now, three units left on a ship. They told me they were going to exact revenge on the pirates for killing their families, but c'mon! They're obviously chasing after the sword! They also offered to hire me, but I turned them down, because they didn't have a single magic unit with them. Grieth's pirates are personally trained by him, and all exceptionally strong. Without the support of healing or long range offensive magic, no one stands a chance. But with you guys, I have a chance." Saber said, while Boey glared straight at him.

"You just say whatever you please, don't you?" Boey growled, and turned away.

From Celica's perspective, she knew she made the right decision. Saber would likely turn out to be a huge help to them. She knew that.

But Boey hated everything about him, from his crude way of speaking, to his uncivilized behavior, to even his leather eye patch that made him look like an outlaw.

And though they seemed to have decided not to say anything, Mae and Genny must feel the same way as Boey.

"Alrighty then, let's get on with my first job." Saber said, and stood up. "I'll get us a first-rate ship. The gal who rents them out fancies me."

Boey still opposed Saber joining them and complained to Celica every chance he got, but once they boarded the ship and departed towards the strait, he had no choice but to hold back, even if he only did so slightly. Saber really was skilled at handling the ship. Without so much as a single look at a map, he maneuvered the rudder of their sturdy cargo ship expertly through the reef.

"This strait is like my own backyard! We'll make it to Zofia Harbor in no time! You all go down inside the ship and take a good, long nap!" Saber laughed.

But they realized his words would come only half-true when the shock of the front of the ship crashing into a dock woke them all up. Before they could get a full nap in, they had arrived at a place that couldn't possibly be Zofia Harbor.

The strait really was like Saber's backyard. However, they were still certain this was not Zofia Harbor.

Now standing before this dilapidated and unknown port, Boey glared at Saber and asked, "Where are we?!"

"Barth's Island."

"Barth?"

"One of Grieth's men. This is a pirate stronghold."

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Boey shouted and grabbed Saber.

Saber did nothing to loosen Boey's grip, instead smiling a thin smirk, before nudging his head to signal to them to look on land.

There, in the wasteland where a port town would normally be, were three units facing off against a group of pirates. Among a group of men all wearing animal pelts was a giant unit standing as their vanguard, making it clear that he was their leader, Darth. He was the only one wearing armor, most likely stolen from a unit he had attacked.

"Celica," Saber started, "Zofia is in turmoil. We'll never make it to the shrine with these numbers.

"Fortunately, those three are over there. The unit wearing the full suit of steel armor is a knight and their leader, Valbar; and the other two are Leo, an archer; and Kamui, a mercenary they hired. I know just how strong they are. If you put them in your debt, they will help you."

"We don't have any time. We must go to Zofia immediately." Genny said.

Celica looked at Genny out of the corner of her eye, and was suddenly indecisive. Saber's argument made perfect sense. A Knight, the class one rank above Soldier, was a powerful type of unit that they would not cross paths with every day.

And Celica could not bear to sit back and watch the painful scene unfolding before her eyes any longer. The three units were all bleeding, and at a complete disadvantage.

Celica made up her mind. "I will throw them into chaos. Saber will support the three units. Boey and Mae, take Genny and support them from the rear. Now go!" Celica shouted, and they all rushed off the boat without hesitation.

While keeping a protective eye on Celica as she moved expertly into the middle of the pirates' ranks, Saber ran up to the three units.

Valbar and Leo had suffered deep wounds. Only Kamui's injuries were shallow, and so Saber helped Valbar and Leo retreat from the front line to the magic units in the back, where Genny healed them. Then, Saber went with back to the front line to support Kamui.

"The odds are not in our favor!" Saber said to Kamui, standing back-to-back with him while cutting down the enemy pirates with crude weapons like knives and nata.

"You got that right!" Kamui answered. "But I can't die until we've defeated our enemies here! They say that if you come out uninjured, then you didn't do a good job! I wouldn't be earning my keep!" He hit a pirate's arm downwards, then sliced his head off with a follow-up attack.

"Not bad!" Saber said.

"You're pretty alright yourself!" Kamui responded back with a cold laugh.

Celica and the mercenaries Saber and Kamui worked to defeat all of the pirates, until finally only their leader Darth remained. Having lost all of his men and prepared to face his own death, he raised his longsword without flinching even once, proving his greatness as a leader.

In response to his challenging them to fight to the death, Celica raised her sword, but suddenly Saber stood in front of her.

"He's mine!" He said, and raised his sword over his head.

However, his true motive was not to kill Darth. He also had not landed the ship on this island to recruit reinforcements into Celica's group.

Saber had no interest in agreeing to Celica's contract itself. His only goal was to obtain the Blessed Sword. And there was no doubt in his mind that Darth knew where it was.

Now that Celica had hired him, he would no longer listen to her.

He never considered the injured Darth his enemy. Pinning the giant pirate down with his sword at Darth's throat, he asked in a low voice, "Where is the sword?! Tell me and I'll let you live." Saber said.

Darth's mouth moved slightly, and when it stopped, Saber laughed sardonically.

Contrary to Saber's promise, Darth's head rolled away from his body.

Even someone so great as a pirate captain became weak in his final moments, lost in a dream that help would come his way.

"It's in the Necrozombie's Shrine."

Saber knew he had not misheard Darth's words.

"You said you came from the priory, right? Then there is something I want to ask you." Valbar said to Celica after they had boarded the ship and begun preparations to depart, as Genny was healing his wounds with her magic.

The archer Leo was still by his side as well, the same question also weighing on his mind.

"When pirates steal valuable goods, you could say that they are just doing their job. But why would they kill someone for no reason, not even to steal? My family and Leo's family were tortured to death by those pirates. They killed them for no reason other than to have a bit of drunken fun. Why? Why would Earth Mother Mila allow such horrible things to happen?" Valbar asked through his tears, while Leo also sobbed loudly.

Celica knew no way to console them. All she could do was tell them that she was going to the Mila Shrine to figure out what was causing the chaos currently ravaging Zofia. "Something bad has happened to Mila. None of us in the clergy know what it is. But it is our duty to find out."

"I want to know, too." Valbar said, and Leo next to him nodded confidently. "Now that we have lost our families, we no longer have anyone or anything else to protect. We will go with you."

Celica gave them a warm welcome. Boey, Mae, and Genny thanked Mila for the addition of such powerful units to their group.

Once they were ready to depart, there was only one course of action for them to take. Celica gathered everyone aboard the deck and ordered them to set sail, as it would take them one entire day and night to arrive at Zofia Harbor. Valbar was also a talented tactician, and so after assessing how strong everyone was, he arranged them in the most strategic formation that could utilize their abilities, then requested that they periodically presented detailed reports directly to him. Lastly, Celica ordered Saber to man the helm once again.

Boey attempted to protest, but it was no use. Only Saber knew the route from Darth's Island to Zofia Harbor. "I'm not going to take my eyes off you. You won't get away with doing whatever you want ever again."

"We are going straight to Zofia Harbor." Celica said.

But Saber did not move in the direction of the helm, instead sitting down where he stood with a fearless smile on his face. He then unsheathed the knife at his waist and started to carefully use it to shave the stubble off his face, before looking up at Celica and saying, "I will not take us to Zofia. We are all going to the Necrodragon Shrine. Even you." He stated, laughing at her.

"Necrodragon Shrine…? You know what a Necrodragon is?" Mae asked.

Necrodragons were sacred beasts that served as Duma's guard. Amongst the souls of all dragons that have passed on, the most ferocious and violent become this strongest of all destructive sacred beasts. The only weapons that could deal significant damage to them were lances in the hands of Falcon Knights, the class above Pegasus Knight; and the magic spell Seraphim. And only magic units could master Seraphim, typically clergy specialized in offensive spells, like Mae, that had reached the pinnacle of their enlightenment.

"If I'm the only one who comes out alive, I'll be more than fine with that." Saber said. "The Blessed Sword is within the Necrodragon Shrine. It will be mine."

Boey was so infuriated that he tried to grab Saber, but Celica stopped him. "This is no time to be obsessed with a sword. Go man the helm immediately."

However, just this once, Boey's way of doing things might have been better than Celica's.

"Even if I do this?" Saber asked, danced over to Genny, and put his knife to her throat.

Saber had just taken Genny hostage.

Kamui was the only one among them who extensively knew Saber's personality. "See? His greed knows no bounds." He said calmly as he sat down on the deck. "I'm under contract with Valbar. And Valbar has chosen Celica as his leader. Following that logic, I'm actually under contract with Celica. And so are you, I bet. I don't know exactly what deal you hashed out with her, but your contractor's orders are absolute. That is our duty that we must honor as mercenaries."

"You sheep!" Saber said, and spit on Kamui's lap. "I don't care what you're trying to say about me. But I thought you had more of a backbone than this! Your sword skills are top notch! You never waste a second to rush to my side when I need aid, no matter how dire the situation. You might be the best Mercenary in all of Zofia."

"So why are you so hell-bent on this sword?" Kamui asked. "Don't you think a sword that makes you immortal would just be a huge pain in the ass? If you can't die, then you'll have to keep fighting forever. Just the thought of that makes me shudder. I'm sorry I can't relate to you."

Saber swooped behind Genny, and with his knife still against her throat, he started backing away towards the helm. Saber was now running entirely on adrenaline, his breathing heavy and his voice erratic in her ear. "Mercenaries are the lowest of the low among all Units. You of all people should have learned that long, long ago. We're pushed around by our employers, our misfortunes are endless, and we need to drink just to get through the day. Neither Duma nor Mila have given us any of their blessings. "Transcending" and becoming a Myrmidon, then a Dread Fighter, is a dream within a dream. But I don't care about any of that! Transcending isn't a guarantee that I'll have food to eat!"

Unable to quickly close the gap between them, all the entire group could do was follow after Saber.

Reaching behind himself with his free hand, Saber opened the door to the helm room and slipped inside. "Once I have the Blessed Sword, I'll be able to promote! Wherever I go, I won't just be called the greatest and strongest Mercenary of all time - I will irrefutably be the greatest and strongest! I won't be the one taking contracts! I'll force everyone to work for me! Even Rudolf of Rigel will bow before me, and beg me to let him do whatever I want!"

'You are nothing. Losing yourself to your obsession over a sword is proof of that.' Genny thought as she squirmed in the pain that Saber's tight hold around her chest was inflicting upon her. 'You were born nothing. …Or were you? I remember the person that did not hesitate as he faced the ghost that captured me. He was heroic and strong. I remember how warm his chest was as he held me while I was half conscious. What was that?' The pain Genny felt in her chest at that moment was not because of Saber's tight grip around her.

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