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Bracelet “Serpent” d'Auguste Castellani (circa 1860) présenté à la conférence “Les Serpents dans la Joaillerie” par Gislain Aucremmane - Historien de l'Art et Directeur Conservateur du Patrimoine de Bulgari - à GemGenève, novembre 2023.
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Life Action Thirst Conference is Here!
Life Action Thirst Conference is here!!
March 10th-13th—First Baptist Church Sparta, TN
Are you satisfied?Every one of us has a thirst that goes beyond the physical realm; we long for spiritual refreshment, for the purpose of God in our lives, and for the rich relationship with Jesus we were created to enjoy. Many people spend their lives trying to quench their soul-thirst with the wrong…
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Magnus group Conferences is pleased to invite all the participants from all over the world to attend “3rd Edition of International Vaccines Congress” during October 23-25, 2023 in Boston, Massachusetts, USA which includes Keynote presentations, Oral talks, Poster presentations and Exhibitions.
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Summary: The reader is Shawn's assistant for NXT having an out-of-control night. Luckily for her, Ilja is always around to lend a helping hand and charming word where he can.
You rush into the building clutching an overflowing briefcase of files in one hand and your bag in the other. Your security badge swings violently against your chest as you weave through backstage personnel in a desperate attempt to make it to Shawn's office before he notices your absence.
You reach Shawn's office huffing and puffing like an animal. You shoulder through the door and thankfully find the room empty. "Oh thank god, I made it." You let out a shakey sigh and hurry over to your desk.
You set your stuff down and take a second to compose yourself. While you're catching your breath, the doorknob turns signaling that someone is coming in. You quickly scramble to your feet ready to greet who is surely Shawn arriving for the night.
"Oh, Ilja." Your rigid posture relaxes when the current NXT champion steps through the door. "Good evening." You sink back down into your chair with another sigh.
"Good evening, YN, my dear." Ilja flashes a debonaire smile at you as he aproaches your desk. "I saw you rushing across the loading bay earlier." He explains. "So I assumed that you could use a little pick-me-up before our night begins." He reveals a cup of hot coffee from catering in his hand.
You eye the coffee with a grateful smile and gladly take it from Ilja's hands. "Oh, thank you so much, Ilja." You thank him. "This is just what I needed after all that running I just did." You muse.
Ilja chuckles at your joke and nods. "I was happy to help, YN." He assures you. "Now! I will let you get back to work. Please do take care, my dear. And perhaps we will see one another again tonight." He bows his head at you with charming smile before turning and exiting the room.
You watch Ilja shut the door behind him and feel blush creeping up your neck. You've been hit on plenty of times by some of the NXT superstarts since you took this job as Shawn's assistant. But none of them have the charm and poetic way with words that Dragonuv does.
A few minutes later Shawn finally arrives and greets you as he comes into the room. "Evening, YN." He nods as he passes your desk.
"Evening, boss." You nod back at him, pretending to be enthralled with the various paperwork at your desk.
"YN, remind me what we've got scheduled for tonight." Shawn asks you as he makes his way around his much larger desk at the back of the room.
You nod and dig around for tonights schedule. Once you've located the paper you're looking for you rise from your seat and walk over to Shawn's desk.
"We've got two more Dusty cup matches tonight. Both Semi-finals. Roxanne Perez and Cora Jade have a match scheduled. Chase University also have a tag match against Gallus. As well as a few backstage segments and promo's being filmed." You read everything on the list before handing it to Shawn. "Oh! And you have a conferene call with Hunter in 15 minutes." You add.
"Right, conference call." Shawn sighs and glosses over the paper. "I want you out at the producers table while I'm on the call." He informs you. "Just in case something happens that would otherwise warrant my attention."
You nod and walk back over to your desk to get some work done before Shawn's conference call. "No problem, boss."
You reply to a few emails and fill out a paper or two before it comes time for Shawns conference call. Shawn gets ready to take the call and you dismiss yourself out to the producers table backstage.
"Hey, guys." You greet everyone at the table once you've arrived backstage. "Shawn is busy taking an important call so he's left me in charge in case anything goes down while he's busy." You explain as you take a seat at the table.
The others nod and everyone gets back to work. You sit and watch the action in the ring for while before you grow thirsty and decide to grab a water from the table on the other side of the room.
You are retreiving said water when Ilja happens through the room after filming a short backstage promo for the show. "YN, darling!" He greets you with a wide smile and walks over.
"Ilja! Hello again." You smile right back at him. "How are you since we last talked? Everything go well with your backstage promo?" You ask him.
"It went fine." Ilja nods. "And I'm looking forward to facing Trick Williams in the ring here in a couple of weeks." He adds.
You nod in agreement and take a sip of your water. "I'm sure it'll be a great match to watch."
"How are you?" Ilja asks you after a moment. "Shawn isn't working you too hard is he?" He lightheartedly jokes.
"Not at all." You giggle. "The job can be hard at times, yeah. But I do love my work." You assure Ilja. "Plus, I have noticed a certain someone is always nearby to make my day better." You grin at him.
Ilja chuckles and nods. "It's my pleasure, YN. Anything I can do to ensure that stunning smile graces your lovely features, my dear."
You begin to blush again and bow your head in embarassment. "Ilja." You giggle to yourself when someone from the producers table begins beckoning you back to work. "Sorry, I should get back." You sheepishly dismiss yourself.
"Of course." Ilja nods and steps out of the way. "I'd never dream of keeping you from your work. Have a wonderful rest of your night, YN." He flashes you one last frustratingly charming smile.
"You too, Ilja." You nod and hurry back off to the producer's table blushing like a schoolgirl with a hopeless crush.
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Stake Conference 2024
This blog is a place where I share about my experiences as a queer member of the LDS Church. I'm not going to give a full recap about stake conference, which was wonderful, but about where it intersected with me being queer.
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Elder James N. Robinson of the Seventy came to stake conference.
On Saturday, the stake presidency, stake relief society presidency and their spouses joined Elder Robinson for lunch. To help him get to know us, we went around the table and had everyone introduce themselves by giving their name, where they grew up, something interesting about ourselves, and our nickname.
The Stake president started, and the interesting thing he shared is his journey when his son came out as gay, and that has made him more empathetic which has made him a better stake president than he would otherwise be.
His wife shared that her work is helping LDS families with queer children and helping our church be a more welcoming space.
I was watching Elder Robinson for his reactions to these two speak of having a gay child and how it's been transformative for them. He didn't show any reaction or make any remarks specifically about those things.
When it was my turn, I shared that one of my nicknames is Chuck, short for chuckles because I laugh often. An interesting thing is a video I created for a stake youth conference went viral and was viewed over 2 million times. The stake president then spoke up to share that Bonneville Communications contacted me because they were impressed by the video and the reaction it was getting, and were interested in partnering for an upcoming project...until they learned I put together the video on my iPhone. 😂
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After lunch, the spouses left and the rest of us had a meeting with Elder Robinson. During this meeting he mentioned that he hopes "Come Thou Fount" makes it in the new hymnbook. I said, "I happen to know that it IS included." A counselor in the stake presidency asked me to share how I know that, and I replied that Elder Renlund is head of the committee creating the new hymnbook and he told me.
Then a counselor in the stake relief society presidency said that she wishes "Amazing Grace" could be in our hymnbook, and I shared that it also will be included in the new hymnal.
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After the meeting with the stake presidency and stake relief society presidency, we all went to the leadership session of stake conference, during which Elder Robinson asked for everyone from a certain ward to come up front. He invited them to think of their favorite hymn, and when he said "Go" to start singing it as loud as they can. Needless to say, they sang many different songs and it was chaotic.
He stopped them and asked that this time they sing "I am a Child of God." They sounded pretty good. As they were singing, I was noting how diverse a group they were.
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After the leadership session, Elder Robinson and his wife had dinner with the stake presidency and their spouses. Elder Robinson asked me about the viral video I mentioned at lunch, so I texted him a link. He and his wife are laughing as they watch it on his phone, but turn it off after about 30 seconds. He says it looks very enjoyable and they'll finish watching it that night.
During dinner, one of his counselors commented that the closest he gets to general authorities is hearing David's stories. Elder Robinson turned to me and asked how is it I know Elder Renlund? I shared about sitting next to him and his wife for dinner, getting invited to visit them in Utah, and we have a growing friendship as they have continued to invite me to visit when I'm in Salt Lake City. During this story I mentioned that I’m gay as it was relevant.
The counselor who brought up me meeting with general authorities kept prompting me to share about this or that specific story with the Renlunds, usually something on the more humorous side.
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After dinner as I was sitting in the next session of stake conference, I had this feeling that speaking so casually about the Renlunds gives the wrong impression and that I should explain to the Seventy about how this came to be. That night I sent the following text:
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On Sunday morning, Sister Robinson said that at the hotel they laughed and laughed at my video, sent it to others who would then text back what were their favorite parts.
At the conclusion of stake conference, the stake presidency and stake relief society presidency met again with Elder & Sister Robinson. We were asked to go around the room and share one takeaway we felt during the conference of something we need to do, us personally
He got to me, and I said I need to give a little background information. For the past month there's been a firestorm raging in a small corner of the internet by some members who think the church is too kind to LGBTQ people. Their posts and videos and the comments they generate are extremely mean. Some of these folks brought me up, saying that I'm dangerous to the church and by having a calling it is confusing the members. (at this point, Elder Robinson's smile drops and he looks sad)
I continued on, that in the Leadership Session, Elder Robinson called up everyone from a ward and had them sing I am a Child of God.
These were people of different genders, different ages, different racial & ethnic backgrounds, different socio-economic status, different national origins, different places in their lives, and the gospel was able to unite them.
My takeaway is I am to continue to show people they are accepted and wanted, that by combining their voices with mine we are more powerful
Elder Robinson responded, "I want you to know we (pointing to him and his wife) have your back. And you have a room full of people (stake presidency & stake RS presidency) who have your back
Before the meeting ended, he asked to speak to the stake president privately, and they met in the adjoining office for about 10 minutes. Then they rejoined us and Elder Robinson started wrapping things up.
We ended by Elder Robinson asking the 1st counselor in the stake presidency to give the stake president a blessing. It was such a good idea, the stake president gives many blessings but rarely gets one.
After the meeting, the stake relief society president (who is a military chaplain) came over and said, "My mama bear reared up and I was about to crawl out of my chair and say 'who do I need to go after?'"
The stake clerk's wife is retired from the Army and heard what I shared, she said to give her the website and she will make their lives miserable. Of course I didn't give her any details, but I appreciated the fierce show of love from both of them.
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I next saw the stake presidency on Wednesday at our regular presidency meeting. We reviewed stake conference and my stake presidency decided when they meet with the bishops one-on-one to offer to give them a blessing. I think that’s a great idea as they also give many blessings but rarely receive one.
After our meeting as we’re headed to our cars, the stake president said, “Hey David, when Elder Robinson pulled me aside for those few minutes, he said several things, including that he appreciates that I have you in this calling because you bring a different point of view. That you’re a good man and I should keep you close.” 💖
Guess I'm not getting released any time soon from being the stake executive secretary 😅
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It was the night of her husband's company Christmas party. He worked for a relatively small firm, so his boss was taking everyone out to dinner at a pretty nice restaurant...dinner and drinks on the company dime.
When he told her about it, she knew immediately what she was going to wear. It was a maroon jumpsuit with a plunging neckline that was definitely appropriate for the occasion. Most importantly, it was not only comfortable, but she felt sexy in it...so she wore it whenever she got the opportunity. So as she stood here looking at herself in the mirror, she grabbed a gold heart pendant from her jewelry box...and slipped it over her head.
So when they finally got to the restaurant, she discovered that not only were they sitting at the same table as his boss, but she was sitting directly across from him.
As they ate and drank, she noticed that he, unbeknownst to his wife sitting right beside him, kept glancing across the table at her...but considerably lower than eye level. She thought that he might be looking at her pendant, but she knew that wasn't the case. It was perfectly alright with her though, because she also knew that her husband was due for an end of year review in the matter of just a few weeks.
So after the dinner course concluded, he excused himself to go outside and have a quick cigarette before dessert came. Now she wasn't a smoker herself, but she did know an opportunity when she saw one, so she offered to join him.
Once outside, she suggested that they go around to the side of the building since it was much less windy over there...and he agreed. Then like the gentleman that he was, he offered her a cigarette...and lit it for her.
As they idly chatted, she told him about how generous her husband was with his time and his money. And then she handed him her cigarette...and pulled the top of her jumpsuit nonchalantly down to her waist...baring her entire torso to him...nipples rigid in the cold night air. "But what he's MOST generous with" she said as if nothing had even happened "is his wife."
"Brrrrr" she told him as she took the cigarettes from him and threw them aside "it's coooold out here." Then she grabbed his wrists, and placed his hands on her breasts. "Mmmm...that's better" she said...as he stood there in shocked disbelief.
She continued to talk about her husband as she reached down between them and unbuckled his belt. "I just feel bad for him" she said as she unbuttoned his pants "I know that he would love to buy me nice things" she continued as she unzipped them now "but he just doesn't make enough money" she went on to say as she reached down into his pants.
"Oh wow sir" she said...looking directly into his eyes "apparently your hands aren't the only strong thing about you."
Then she said something about wishing that she could do something to help him as she went down to her knees and pulled his cock out of his pants.
So there she was...sucking her husband's boss's cock on the side of a rather fancy restaurant...in full view of the parking lot...with her bare tits right there ripe for the viewing should anyone happen to be watching them.
This was easily the wealthiest dick that she had ever had in her mouth, but just how quickly he came once she put her lips on him told her that power balance had very little to do with how much money you have in the bank.
She pulled her jumpsuit back up now as he fumbled with his pants. Then they went back inside.
He sat back down across the table from her...seemingly trying not to make eye contact with his wife. It wasn't long before the waiter came back with the dessert tray, but she declined...explaining that the cold air outside must have helped her food settle, because she was suddenly extremely full.
So fast forward a few weeks to her husband's annual performance review. In years past, it had always been a one on one evaluation his boss's office, but this year for whatever reason, he had been summoned to the conference room.
He didn't really think much of it at first, until he entered the room. His boss was in there of course...at the far end of the table, but what really took him by surprise were the partners...as well as the shareholders occupying just about every seat on either side of it.
"Come on in Eric...have a seat" his boss told him from the far end of the room. So he did...taking the very last open seat on the left hand side of the table...directly across from his boss.
"Well...it's been quite a year Eric" he
told him "and you've done an incredible job. You show up early, stay late, and do everything that's asked of you. We've all been discussing your review this morning, but I have to tell you...your strongest endorsement came from your very own wife. We had a nice chat about you at our Christmas party a few weeks ago, and I probably don't have to tell you that she's quite a woman...and a very big fan of yours."
"So" his boss continued "without further adieu, we have unanimously decided to make you a full partner."
He was completley blown away...rendered speechless in fact...until he asked if he could call his wife.
"Well I hope you don't mind" his boss went on to say "But I've already taken the liberty of calling her with the good news. Look Eric...I'm sure that you're well aware of the fact that we officially seal promotions here by sharing a bourbon from the bar over there. But seeing as how your wife was rather instrumental in this bump to your career, I thought it only fitting that she be a part of the festivities."
"So what did she say?" he asked. "Well" his boss replied "Why don't I let HER tell you." Then he called his secretary, and said "send her in."
The door opened, and in walked his wife...naked as her first day on earth. "Esvie!!!" he screamed "What the fuck???"
"Congratulations honey" she told him...as she climbed up onto the table "I'm SO proud of you" As she continued to crawl towards him...past every single person in the organization, she said "Mr. Johnstone called me last night with the good news, and invited me here for a celebratory bourbon. But I thought that it might be fun if you two sealed the deal by sharing something a little more warm...and definitely more sweet.
She was now between the two of them. She rolled over onto her back with her feet facing his boss and her ass right at the edge of the table, and her head hanging down over the edge of the other side of it...right in his lap.
His boss stood up now and began to remove his pants. Then right there in front of everyone, he slid his cock effortlessly into his wife.
"So Eric" Mr Johnstone said, he continued to fuck Esvie right there on the conference room table, do you want to make partner...or don't you?"
He just stood up...pulled his own cock out of his pants...and dropped it into his wife's mouth as he had done hundreds of times before. "That's my boy" his boss told him...as they stood there spit roasting his wife in front a stunned silence audience "and like I said earlier...this wife of yours is quite a woman."
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“Corsage Ornament" by Cartier (1907) and "Elena of Montenegro, Wife of Victor Emanuel III and Queen of Italy" (1900-46) presented in “A History of Jewellery: Bedazzled (part 6: Belle Epoque 1890-1914)” by Beatriz Chadour-Sampson - International Jewellery Historian and Author - for the V&A Academy online, march 2024.
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Destiny Made Manifest (Yandere! America x Global Superpower! Fem! Reader)
Warnings: Yandere behavior, yandere character, physical violence, etc.
@anonaymouse Request: hiii, can you maybe do Yandere America with a global superpower fem darling? thank you ❤️
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The thing about global superpowers is that there aren’t too many to begin with. Superpowers were basically Nations who exerted an exorbitant amount of power in politics not only in their home countries or nearby regions, but also on an international scale. They were the apex predators in an environment where everyone themselves was a predator, but they were far more crafty and cunning. You didn’t get to the top by being kind.
You got there with bared fangs and under the table deals.
You got there by making yourself untouchable, seemingly invincible.
You got there by being unashamed to be as bold and as unrelenting as the empires from ages long gone.
However, just like your forefathers who dominated countless territories and stripped smaller Nations of their people and traditions, global superpowers were at risk of being toppled and taken over by someone who was stronger. Better. More bloodthirsty.
As a global superpower yourself, you were always wary of how you were perceived and what sorts of interactions you would have with smaller, insignificant Nations. If any one of them began to doubt you and your effectiveness as an important member of the national community, you would begin to doubt yourself, which led to other superpowers sensing your weakness. And speaking of other superpowers…
You would not deny that you liked having the attention of your fellow peers on you. It was gratifying to receive the acclaim usually afforded to other Nations for all of the hard work that you put into your reputation. However, a larger reputation meant that you were far more open to attacks and criticisms from your peers. And if things continued to spiral downward from there, you could very well say goodbye to whatever status you had in the first place. After all, death threats could easily become outright attacks on your homeland if you weren’t careful.
However, while you were so focused on your image and the tenuous hold that you had on your perceived power, you did not quite notice that someone else had taken notice of you.
If there was one Nation that you didn’t want to bump heads with, it was the United States of America. Brash and independent, rambunctious and mischievous, this Nation was a man who always got what he wanted. He was the trailblazer in inciting and carrying out revolutions, the Nation others looked up to if they wanted to bask in the opulence and indolence of being such a young, successful upstart.
Before you had become a superpower, you would have done anything to get on America’s good side.
Now that you were now his equal, your very existence was a challenge to his own status and hold in society.
So, it was understandable that while you wanted to stay on America’s good side, you also wanted to avoid America at all costs. As a Nation who was invited to numerous summits and were asked your opinions for a lot of issues, that was understandably a tall order to fill. Yet, you were still a professional and it wouldn’t do to offend the American.
Meeting after meeting, you would give your reports, ask your questions, answer any queries the council would offer, and whatever else that was needed to streamline the world of politics. Throughout all of this, you kept your head down and did your job.
What you didn’t expect was that America didn’t want to be as professional as you.
He didn’t want to know the politically correct nonsense that your boss wanted you to espouse. No, he desired your inner thoughts and feelings that you dared not voice aloud. Picking apart your brain, irritating you, and getting in your way was his method of derailing meetings and inciting the ire of many of your peers. Time and time again, you had to rein in your anger, but sometimes—
“Outside, the both of you. Now.” Germany’s voice boomed throughout the conference hall, which reverberated and caused pangs of guilt to echo through your head and your heart.
“Chillax, dude! It’s not like—”
Before America could spill a gallon of gasoline onto the roaring flames of Germany’s infamous temper, you dragged the American out of his seat and outside. As you passed, several Nations snickered or looked on in irritation. As much as it disheartened you, you offered apologies or affirming nods in their general direction before throwing yourself (and your burden) out into the hallway.
For a moment, you gathered your breath before facing what you assumed to be your enemy. “All right. What’s your problem with me?”
America blinked before a cheshire cat grin widened his lips and stretched out the baby fat on his cheeks. “Nothing, dude. What makes you think that you and I got beef?”
Irritation heated up your body and before caution could cast a vice-like grip on your mouth, you rounded on the blond and tore into him. “Then why all the theatrics and the constant pestering? You’re a constant nuisance during meetings and you’ve done nothing but give me more work to deal with because we get nothing done! Why?”
It was at that moment that you realized that all this time, not once had America’s gaze wavered you from yours. Normally, you would have attributed this as a way to express his more extroverted personality, but you had the sense that he wanted to show how much power he had over you in this moment. Just three more steps and he would easily tower over you. If he were to lean over, you would have no choice but to lean back or risk being so close that you would breathe in his air. Uncomfortable with this sudden breach in personal space, you tried to step back, but not before one of America’s arms shot out and wrapped around your waist.
His body warmth began to envelope you and his scent crawled into your nostrils and flustered you. It was getting hard to think, but your anger was steadily crowding into all of your senses. Your instincts as a Nation was to claw and bite back, to kick and scream in rage. However, this was the modern day. You couldn’t just act like a brute even if the other party was not acting civilly.
That didn’t stop you from grabbing hold of his wrist and squeezing. Hard.
America released a pain huff, but other than that, he was relatively unfazed.
“You’re strong,” he complimented you. “I like that, but do you know what I would like more?” Here, his other hand grabbed the wrist that was holding him hostage before ripping your hand off and then twisting your arm until you had no choice but to kneel on the ground in pain. As your knees thudded on the rough flooring, America took it upon himself to not only release your arm, but also kick you right in the chest.
Immobilized with pain, you almost didn’t notice that America was straddling your waist.
“As I was saying… I think I would love it more if you were below me. Weak and powerless.”
As his face neared yours, he whispered one final taunt, “How can I have a problem with you if you were not a problem to begin with?”
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DISCLAIMER: I do not condone yandere behavior outside of fictional settings. Please don’t mistake the actions of fictional characters displayed in works of fiction to be considered harmless in real life.
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my entire brain is just a messy combination of THESIS STRESS!!! CONFERENE DRAFT DUE IN TWO DAYS?!? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?!?? HOW ARE YOU GOING TO PULL THIS OFF?!??? CONFERENCE IS IN A MONTH AND I'M GOING TO SCREAM and NAKED MAN FRIEND?!? CROWLEY AND I GO BACK AN LONG TIME?!??? CROWLEY IS JEALOUS AND AZ CAN'T EVEN LOOK HIM IN THE EYES!! 6,000 YEARS WORTH OF PINING??? so you can see how i'm doing right now
#and i'm at work trying to be productive#and i just want to cry#i think i've been writing my conference paper incorrectly this entire time too.....fuck#two days to do the entire thing over...and i've been working on it for the last 2 weeks#aaahhhhhhhhhh okay okay i can do this#text#grad school tag#anyway if you want to dm me and talk about good omens that would be rad#i may not answer you immediately but that would be a cool way to decompress ya know#good omens spoilers#good omens s2#good omens season 2
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Margot Robbie Press Conferene de la película Barbie desde Seoul (3 julio)
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finished my second bingo card from @ficreadingchallenge, woo! thanks again for hosting this event, it's great fun! 💗
list of read fics under the cut
1. multichapter fic
Countdown by prairiecrow
Garashir, DS9, 8,090 w, rated teen
summary:
Garak is poisoned, and Bashir finds himself in a race against time.
2. mythical creature AU
beautiful eyes lookin' deep into mine by sarahcakes613
Barisi, SVU, 1,664 w, rated gen
summary:
Rafael hasn't seen his reflection in almost six decades. Sonny finds a magic mirror.
3. less than 20 kudos
I'm Thinking Pastels by harinezumiko
Garashir, DS9, 100 w, rated gen
summary:
Prompt: garashir, magical unicorn adventure.
4. found family
Two Fools And Their Son [series] by Talvenhenki
Garashir, DS9, 5,227 w, rated gen
summary:
Julian adopts a child. As the child grows, so does Julian's family of misfits.
5. historical AU
Our Better Natures by OnlySlightlyObsessed1
Spones, TOS, 1,429 w, rated gen
summary:
Spock couldn't let it happen again.
6. future AU
I will die in the house that I grew up in by justhockey
Buddie, 911, 3,169 w, not rated
summary:
Loving Eddie is like breathing past all of the broken glass in his lungs.
Buck can’t believe he gets to have this - can’t believe he gets to hold something so precious in his shaking, bleeding hands, and is trusted not to ruin it. He’s not sure he deserves that kind of faith, but he will spend the rest of his life being grateful for it anyway.
He’ll spend the rest of his life trying to deserve this family that he’s made.
7. 5+ year old fic
Letters from the Northern Continent by thehoyden
Garashir, DS9, 7,966 w, rated mature
summary:
It just figured that the first time Julian Bashir set foot on Cardassia after the war, it would be halfway around the world from Elim Garak.
8. fic with no comments yet
Big Medicine by LadyDrace
Garashir, DS9, 100 w, rated gen
summary:
Doctors make the worst patients... and tailors don't make very good doctors either...
9. hurt/comfort
Here, at the End of All Things by sahiya
Garashir, DS9, 17,929 w, rated teen
summary:
He was no one’s choice of nurse, Garak reflected, even if Bashir seemed to tolerate him more than anyone else on the station did. Garak had been trained to inflict pain, not to ease it; to terrify, not to comfort. Bashir had shown Garak more tenderness and care than anyone had in many, many years, and the idea of trying to play that same role for the good doctor now was, frankly, a little intimidating.
Not trying at all, however, simply was not an option.
10. fix-it fic
you standing in the doorway by Mireille
Stony, MCU, 1,420 w, rated teen
summary:
The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway / Is that it's you and that you are standing in the doorway - Mountain Goats, "Going to Georgia"
11. genderbend
Magic is the Worst by arianapeterson19
Tony Stark (gen), MCU, 1,354 w, rated teen
summary:
As far as magic went it wasn't the worst thing to have happened to Tony but it also wasn't turning out how he wanted. He was going to find Loki and demand a refund.
OR
The one where Tony gets turned into a lady.
12. de-aging/kid
Kid Steve by Neverever
Stony, Avengers Assemble (cartoon), 1,752 w, rated gen
summary:
It's all fun and games for Kid Steve after being de-aged by the Impossible Man, until asthma attacks.
free space
Bombing It by tokidokifish
Garashir, DS9, 1,112 w, rated gen
summary:
“Happy birthday.”
“I’m sorry, my dear doctor—I think you’ve mixed me up with someone else.”
“I haven’t. I know you wouldn’t ever tell me your real birthday, but I still wanted to give you something to show how much I appreciate your friendship—so I just picked a day with appropriate significance in human culture.”
“The first of April.”
“Exactly.”
—
Julian wants to give Garak a gift, so he simply picked a day to do it.
13. bodyswap
i'm yours, body and soul by meidui (orphan_account)
Stony, MCU, 749 w, rated gen
summary:
When Tony wakes up in his husband's body at six in the morning hundreds of miles away from his conference, he almost puts a pillow over his head and goes back to sleep because, really, stranger things have happened.
14. daring rescue
come out to the sea, my love by allyasavedtheday
Buddie, 911, 8,035 w, rated teen
summary:
“Bobby,” Maddie exclaims. “It’s Buck.”
Eddie’s head shoots up, hand immediately going to his own radio. Did something happen? Is it another clot? Did Christopher call 911? Is Buck on the floor bleeding out while his son watches-
“He and Christopher were on the pier.”
There’s one dizzying moment where Eddie’s vision completely whites out and he loses all control of his limbs but then a strong hand is gripping his arm and he manages to pull himself together enough to focus on Bobby’s face.
“Maddie, how do you know that?” Bobby asks and he sounds calm but Eddie can hear the tension hidden in his voice. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.
“A girl with a drone called 911- she sent me the footage and-“ Maddie lets out a hitching breath. “They’re stranded on top of the 136’s ladder truck.”
*
Tsunami au in which the 118 find out about Buck and Chris being stranded on top of the ladder truck and come to rescue them before they get separated.
15. fic written by someone who follows you
a line drawn in the sand by crazyassmurdererwall (smartalli)
Buddie, 911, 5,655 w, rated teen
summary:
When Eddie forgets about a family tradition and can’t get off work early, Buck steps in and takes Christopher to Abuela’s for him.
Eddie doesn’t expect Buck to still be there when he gets off work. He doesn’t expect to tell Buck how he feels. And he doesn’t expect to stand up to his parents.
But maybe it’s about time he did.
Maybe it’s about time he go after what he wants.
16. unhappy/bittersweet ending
Flowers for Julian by peytra
Garashir, DS9, 1,232 w, rated teen
summary:
A late-night conversation about time and gardening.
17. short fic (<1000 words)
Sleep And Be Peaceful by Elemental_Queen
Garashir, DS9, 214 w, rated gen
summary:
Garak comes home late, and finds Julian asleep on his couch.
18. BFFs
I really love you (oh, you’re my best friend) by stellarpoint (pettifogger)
Steve & Robin, Stranger Things, 1,457 w, rated gen
summary:
Robin approaches him slowly. She sees herself in the mirror: still dirt-smudged with bags under her eyes and dried blood obscuring her freckles. She rests her hand on Steve’s back and feels the rattle of his breath under the vest he still hasn’t taken off.
“It’s okay, Steve.”
He jerks his head up. His eyes are red-rimmed and shining. She slides her left hand all the way around his side until she’s hugging him from behind. She presses her cheek to the denim covering his back and closes her eyes.
“It’s okay, dingus. You can let it out,” she murmurs. She rubs her face against his back and slides her hand down the bare skin of his arm. “It’s just me. You don’t have to pretend you’re okay.”
Or: Steve has a tell for when he’s trying not to cry and Robin seems to be the only one who notices it.
19. pets
Birthday Surprise by PepperSpicedLatte
Saffi, ST: Picard, 100 w, rated gen
summary:
Evie, their beloved cat, has a surprise for Raffi
20. mistaken identity
What Happens At Comic Con by Heartithateyou
Stony, MCU, 1,164 w, rated gen
summary:
So Steve likes to go to comic con sometimes.
And just maybe he dresses as Captain America.
And perhaps he might flirt with an Iron Man cosplayer.
But can you blame him?
21. remix fic pair (worth 2 spots)
out of the mouth of babes (a childish remix) by Fluffypanda
Stony, MCU, 3,745 w, rated teen
summary:
Tony doesn't know how to deal with a child-sized Steve that seems to think they're friends.
22. new (to you) fandom
when you think you've tried every road by firstaudrina
Tristan Duffy/Liz Taylor, AHS: Hotel, 3,224 w, rated teen
summary:
Normally Tristan would brush off someone eyeing his ass but this is different, somehow – like Liz looked at him once, and wanted to keep looking.
23. lyrics title - listen to the song too!
Crawling on Your Shores by Mireille
Stony, MCU, 9,600 w, rated teen
summary:
Compared to the last time Tony was trapped in a cave, this should be a piece of cake.
It's really not. His armor is damaged, he doesn't have anything to work with, and he has an unconscious supersoldier on his hands.
It's definitely not a piece of cake.
24. slow burn
keep a bower quiet for us by starghost
Garashir, DS9, 20,218 w, rating gen
summary:
Julian Bashir goes on vacation, and ends up stuck on Earth, in the past, with Elim Garak. Things could be worse, probably.
#Smowkie talks#summer fic reading bingo#ficreadingchallenge#garashir#barisi#spones#buddie#stony#i realized i automatically put MCU on all of the Stony fics on the bingo card#so that's why one of them doesn't match fandom with the linked fic#in case anyone notices xD#still Stony though!#also last time i didn't put any fic on the free space but i did on this one#idk how people usually do with those? it feels logical to me to not put anything there#but i know some people do use them#i could have put another fic there i've read plenty enough#but it feels a bit late for that now xD#so i hope it's okay either way
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MC: I didn't kill anyone today!
Ominis: So what?
MC: What do you mean "so what"? I just said I didn't kill anyone today!
Ominis *confused*: You want an award or something?
MC: Well, yeah. Do you know how difficult that was?
Ominis: Didn't you have a parent-teacher conferene?
MC: Exactly.
#adopted dark lord au#does it count a presmut?#cause theres where my mind goes#ominis gaunt#hogwarst legacy mc#hogwarts legacy#ominis does reward her 🌚🌚#if you know what i mean 🌚🌚
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