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kckt88 · 4 months

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Don't Mess With My Mind II

Summary:

Aemond and Y/N continue their secret affair and Aegon discovers that his girlfriend is pregnant.

Features an Aemond POV.

Warning(s): Angst, Language, Hurt, Comfort, Alcohol Consumption, Mean Of Cheating, Kissing, Smut – Fingering, Oral Sex (M & F Receiving), Unprotected P in V Sex, Confrontation, Violence.

Word Count: 3174

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

MODERN AU - AEMOND x Y/N - AEGON x Y/N

Inspired by the song: EMO - Don't Mess With My Mind.

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Aemond remembered the first time Aegon brought Y/N back to their flat, she was such a timid little thing, almost like a mouse, not his brothers usual type at all.

But there was something about the way her eyes would light up when she smiled or the way she would bite her lower lip whenever she was reading.

It drove Aemond to distraction, never had he been so enamoured with anyone, not even his older ex who admittedly sucked his cock like a pro.

There were times when he would catch her looking at him wistfully from across the room and he would always wonder what she was thinking in that exact moment.

One day he caught her coming out of the shower with nothing, but a towel wrapped around her body and his cock responded in earnest.

That was the night he brought some big titted bimbo back to the flat, he closed his eye as he fucked her from behind, imagining that it was Y/N who was screaming his name and coming on his cock.

Another night he brought home some demure brown haired whisp of a woman, who he fucked into the mattress, his face pressed into her neck envisioning Y/N as he spilled into the condom.

The red head he brought home, now she was a freak. Never had any woman asked him to do anal on their first go but he was more than happy to oblige, he even invited her back for another go, but she began to get a bit clingy afterwards and he had to bin her off before she got worse.

He even resorted to seeing Alys again in between his slut phase, he would go to her flat and listen to her harp on about stuff he really didn’t give two shits about, then he would bend her over whatever surface was the closet and fuck her hard.

But nothing compared to Y/N.

Some nights he would hear Aegon fucking her, his brothers groans of pleasure sickening him to his stomach as he never once heard any of hers.

A woman like that deserved to be worshipped, she was a kindred spirit that needed releasing from the prison of his brother’s lacklustre affection.

But as always Aegon fucked things up for himself. His drinking had always been a problem and he’d ended up cheating on Y/N with her best friend no less.

Maybe he shouldn’t have propositioned her the way he did, as she was upset about Aegon, but he just couldn’t help himself.

As upset as she was Y/N clearly had a little vindictive streak in her as she readily agreed to go to bed with him.

He was going to make good on his promise and fuck her so hard that forgot Aegon’s name.

All his Christmases had clearly come at once as the feeling of Y/N’s lips on his was better than anything he’d ever imagined, the noises she made when he devoured her pussy like a starving man would linger with him for the rest of his days.

He loved eating pussy, something his previous partners were ever grateful for, but nothing compared to Y/N’s she was delicious in a way he’d never tasted before.

Even the feel of her tight, wet heat wrapped around his cock was everything he’d ever dreamt of, he never wanted to be anywhere else, and, in all honesty, he had never come so hard in his life, rope and after rope of his seed, coated her insides and the sight of it dripping from her drove him feral with need.

Even after she had left his flat, her lavender scent still lingered on his sheets, and he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

So, after he finished work the next day he went to her flat and threw her legs over his shoulders and devoured her sweet pussy until she was screaming his name.

After that it became a regular thing between them, she still hadn’t officially ended her relationship with his brother, but it didn’t matter. It was more fun this way.

They would usually met up at her flat, she lived alone, so it was easier to fuck her over every available surface and not worry about anyone walking in on them.

He would on occasion bring her back to his flat, careful of course to avoid Aegon, the idiot hadn’t realised that she’d caught him with Sara, and he would often complain that Y/N wasn’t responding to his calls or texts.

It gave Aemond a sick twisted sense of satisfaction after his brother would sit there lamenting his lost relationship only for Aemond to invite Y/N over and fuck her in the next room.

Once he had her pressed against his door with his cock deep inside her as his brother was on the other side complaining that he was making too much noise.

He even fucked Y/N in Aegon’s bed once, his drunken wastrel of a brother had finally got off his arse and gone out and the opportunity was too good to pass up.

Initially Y/N had her reservations, but she soon caved in when he slowly fingered her and then bent her over the desk and fucked her raw.

It was filthy, it was depraved and Aemond was living for it.

He would sometimes take her out on dates, something his cunt of a brother never did, and he would delight in teasing her pussy with his fingers as they sat waiting for their food in whatever restaurant they were in.

Of course his little mouse would get her own back and once when they went to the cinema she leaned over him and slowly sucked his cock, teasing him with her tongue to the point of madness before she allowed him to come in her mouth.

One time he even dared to surprise her at work when she was on a break, and he took her against the wall of the smoking shelter.

He delighted in the noises she made as she came around his cock, and the way she would slid her fingers into his hair and pull as she rode out her high.

The thrill of getting caught was intoxicating and it only made Aemond want her more.

The day he realised that he was completely in love with her was when they were laid naked with one another, their sweaty limbs entwined as she leaned over and pressed a series of gentle kisses to the scarred side of his face.

She called him beautiful, and she made him feel special. No woman had ever spoke to him in such a manner, and it warmed his heart beyond all comprehension.

Y/N was the silver lining on the dark cloud he called his life and he never wanted to be without her.

Ever since she had took that test Y/N was on pins, she knew that she had to tell Aemond, he had a right to know, but she was scared of how he would react.

They hadn’t talked for any length of time about a possible relationship and now she was pregnant with his baby.

Of course, there was also Aegon to deal with and that in itself was enough to give her a headache, and she really didn’t want to deal with him in that moment.

What she needed to do was get her head around the fact that she was pregnant and then after she’d summoned the courage, she would need to tell Aemond.

She didn’t see Aemond for a week, as they were both busy at work, so that gave Y/N the time to think.

One night she found herself eating a tub of pringles with her had pressed against her still flat stomach and she smiled at the thought that a piece of her and Aemond was growing inside her.

She wondered who the baby would look like, would he or she have her features or would they take after Aemond, which in truth Y/N didn’t mind at all.

After all, Aemond was a gorgeous man, his sharp features and piercing blue eye were surely a gift from the gods and a blessing to pass onto their child-boy or girl.

Sure enough, the week was over and after changing her outfit three times, Y/N was walking to Aemond’s.

She placed in her earphones and turned up the volume as Elvis Presley – I can’t help falling in love with you came on.

Most people had sneered at her music choices, but there was just something serene about the way Elvis sang. She couldn’t help but listen to him especially when she felt anxious.

Obviously, the current song choice was a bit on the nose, but it couldn’t have been more appropriate in that moment, because she couldn’t help but fall in love with Aemond and she hoped he felt the same way.

Eventually, Y/N found herself outside Aemond’s flat and after turning off her music and stowing her headphones on her pocket she took a deep breath as she knocked on the door. After a few minutes the door opened and Aemond stood there in a loose fitted white t-shirt and those damn sweatpants that made his cock look-

“-Is everything ok?” asked Aemond as he motioned for her to come in.

“I-I need to tell you something” replied Y/N as she sat on the sofa.

“What’s wrong?” mused Aemond as he sat in the armchair across from her.

“I’m pregnant” said Y/N.

“Huh” muttered Aemond, his mouth hanging open.

“I’m pregnant-and you’re the father”.

Aemond went rigid in his seat and stared unblinking at Y.N. He didn’t move as he mulled over what Y.N had just told him.

“A-Aemond-are you ok? Do you need some water?” asked Y/N concerned.

“N-No I’m good” replied Aemond clearing his throat.

“I would say it’s a bit of a shock, but we weren’t exactly diligent with the condoms”.

Aemond nodded his head in agreement, he could probably count on one hand the amount of times they did actually use protection. Most of their encounters usually ended up with him fucking her raw. Seeing her sweet cunt filled to the brim with his seed drove him feral, even thinking about it now he could feel his cock stirring.

“What do you plan to do?” asked Aemond.

“I’ve thought about it, and I know were young, but I want to keep the baby, you can be involved as much as you like-or if you don’t I understand” muttered Y/N.

“Of course, I want to be involved, yes I agree that were young, but I won’t turn my back on my child, I will be there for you every step of the way” urged Aemond.

“Y-You will?” gasped Y/N her eyes filling with tears.

“Just try and stop me” said Aemond smiling.

“I know a baby is huge responsibility but-“ said Y.N.

“-Your pregnant”

Y/N shot up from the sofa as she spotted Aegon standing in the doorway.

“Yes” replied Y/N as she glanced at Aemond who had also risen from his seat.

“Are you keeping it?”

“Yes, I am” said Y/N frowning.

“I guess it is the reason why you’ve been ghosting me for the last few weeks?” mused Aegon.

“The baby isn’t an it, Aegon” groused Y/N.

“What else am I supposed to call it-you do realise that I’m not ready to be a father, besides you always insisted that I wear condom so how are you pregnant?” asked Aegon.

Y.N took a deep breath to steady her nerves, it was now or never.

“Aegon-your not the father” said Y/N firmly.

“If I’m not the father-you’ve been screwing around behind my back?” snarled Aegon.

“Like you can take the moral high ground, especially after I walked in on you fucking my so called best friend” quipped Y/N.

“Y-You saw that?” muttered Aegon,

“Yes, I did, so don’t you dare make me out to be the bad guy” snapped Y/N

“I-It was a mistake, a onetime thing, I was drunk-please Y/N” begged Aegon.

“Typical Aegon, there’s always an excuse, you never accept responsibility for any of the shit things you do and I’m sick of it”.

“Y/N” gasped Aegon.

“No, we’re done” replied Y/N shaking her head.

Aegon bowed his head for a moment, almost as he was ashamed but then he glared at her and bared his teeth like a wild animal.

“Who’s the father?” asked Aegon.

“Does it matter?” muttered Y/N.

“Yes, it does. NOW FUCKING TELL ME” balled Aegon as he seized Y/N by the arms and began shaking her.

“Aegon, let her go” urged Aemond as he inserted himself between his brother and Y/N and pushed him away.

“No, she’s fucked around behind my back and got pregnant, I want to know who’s bastard she carries” retorted Aegon as he went for Y/N again only to be blocked by Aemond.

“I’m the father” admitted Aemond.

There was an awkward moment of silence before Aegon went ballistic.

“YOU” shouted Aegon.

“Yes” replied Aemond.

“How long-HOW FUCKING LONG?”

“Since the night I saw you with Sara” admitted Y/N.

“Oh, so what, this was some type of revenge for me screwing your slag of a mate”.

“The first time was, but then-“

“-Then what?” demanded Aegon.

“I fell in love with him” whispered Y/N.

“Y-You love me?” asked Aemond, his breath hitching in his throat.

“Yes, I do” said Y/N smiling.

“I love you too” replied Aemond as he rested his forehead against Y/N’s.

“Wait a minute-All those times I heard you fucking someone in your room, it was her”.

“Yes” replied Aemond.

“Is this about Floris?” asked Aegon rounding on Aemond.

“You seriously think that I would stoop so low?”

“W-Who’s that?” asked Y/N.

“Oh, what’s this-don’t tell me she doesn’t know about your Baratheon bitch” snarked Aegon.

“Floris was my girlfriend, until I found her in bed with my brother”.

“You just can’t help yourself can you-sticking your cock where it doesn’t belong?” shrieked Y/N as she jabbed Aegon in the chest.

“She came onto me, obviously bored with his limp dick and mangled face” snarled Aegon as he reached into the cupboard and pulled out a half empty bottle of vodka.

“What did you just say?” questioned Aemond.

“I said-limp dick with a mangled face” snapped Aegon as he took a large swig of vodka.

“How can you be so cruel” exclaimed Y/N.

“It’s a gift” shrugged Aegon, once again raising the bottle to his lips.

“Say it again-go on, FUCKING SAY IT AGAIN” roared Aemond.

“Why-What you going to do you one eyed freak, you know Luke should have lowered his aim and slit your whiny cunt throat, done us all a favour” laughed Aegon.

“Aemond-NO” exclaimed Y/N as she was buffeted out of the way by Aemond who ripped the vodka bottle from Aegon’s hand and threw it across the room. The glass bottle exploded as it came into contact with the wall.

“You fucking frea-” shrieked Aegon reeling backwards as Aemond punched him in the face.

Aegon quickly rose from the ground and tackled his brother, both of them falling the floor with a heavy thud.

“You-fucking-cunt” breathed Aemond as one of Aegon’s punched connected with his nose.

“If anyone is the cunt here, its you” wheezed Aegon as Aemond managed to knee him in the stomach.

“Aemond-please, stop” urged Y/N desperately, however he couldn’t seem to hear her, too lost to his rage as he repeatedly punched every bit of Aegon he could reach.

Y/N reached forward and pulled on Aemond’s t-shirt, suddenly he reared backwards, and Y/N was propelled away from the fighting brothers, she slipped on the remnants of spilled vodka and collided with the floor, landing awkwardly on her stomach.

At the sound of Y/N hitting the floor, Aemond quickly came back to his senses, his eye widening at the sight of her laying haphazardly on her side with a hand on her stomach.

Aemond levered himself off Aegon and immediately went to Y/N, crouching slowly beside her.

“Y/N-are you ok?” asked Aemond nervously.

“T-The baby” whispered Y/N, her lip wobbling.

“Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital” muttered Aemond as he wrapped his arms around Y/N and gently lifted her off the floor.

“Aemond I-“

“-Just to be on the safe side” said Aemond as he grabbed his car keys and guided Y/N out of the flat, completely ignoring Aegon was hunched over by the wall, his nose dripping with blood.

All the way to the hospital Y/N didn’t speak, even as they waited for the doctor to examine her, she remained silent.

Aemond felt terrible, he’d only just learned that Y.N was pregnant, what if his fight with Aegon had cost him his child, it made his insides twist uncomfortably at the thought.

The doctor eventually arrived and checked Y/N vitals and then she was sent for an internal scan.

Aemond held Y/N’s hand as the scan was performed, and he found himself praying to whoever was listening that their baby would be ok.

Aemond hadn’t prayed since he was a child, not since he lost his eye and had to suffer through multiple surgical procedures to correct the damage that his nephew had done. The last procedure was for his prosthetic eye and even that was an experience he wasn’t keen to repeat, he could still remember the feeling of the cold malleable substance that was poured into his empty socket.

Y/N squeezed his hand as a single tear ran down her cheek, and Aemond’s heart was on the cusp of breaking when the doctor finally gave them the news that their baby was fine.

Aemond let out a breath of relief and he pressed a kiss to Y/N’s hand as the doctor pointed towards the screen and showed them the tiny flickering heartbeat.

With orders to get some rest and stayed hydrated, Aemond took Y/N back to her flat, the printed picture of their baby safely ensconced in his wallet.

Still Y.N barely spoke as he helped her into bed and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

He could feel his mobile vibrating in his pocket, no doubt Aegon had been on the phone to their mother and lied through his teeth, but that was a problem for later.

“Stay with me-please” whispered Y/N.

“Ok” replied Aemond as he placed his keys, wallet, and phone on the beside table and toed off his boots before slipping into bed.

“Hold me” pleaded Y/N, her voice so soft and delicate.

Aemond didn’t need asking twice, he wrapped his arm around Y.N and pulled her towards him, his nose buried in her hair.

“I love you Aemond-” whispered Y/N.

“-I love you too” replied Aemond.

“Do you need to get that?” asked Y/N as the sound of Aemond’s phone vibrating echoed around the room.

“It’s my mother-no doubt Aegon’s told her his version of what’s happened so she’s probably ringing to give me an earful”.

“I-If you don’t want to go back to your flat, you always stay here for a bit” suggested Y/N, her voice small but somewhat hopeful.

“I’ll stay for as long as you’ll have me” exclaimed Aemond.

“Forever” whispered Y.N as she closed her eyes.

“Forever” repeated Aemond as he tightened his hold on Y.N and smiled softly.

His hand drifted towards her stomach and Aemond couldn't help but smile.

Their child was currently inside her, and he couldn't wait to see her stomach swell.

It was his seed that had taken root and bloomed into life and soon everyone would see, and they would all know that she belonged to him.

Just as she was always supposed too.

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thebuckblogimo · 6 months

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For me, this is when "the '60s" started.

October 23, 2023

Since we roomed together as freshmen in college almost 60 years ago, my buddy Eric and I have shared numerous letters and e-mails. Over the last few years we have compared personal insights into our early years at MSU. Recently he caused me to reflect on the subject of "when everything changed" on campus. I thought you might enjoy my reply to him. Here is my communication, edited slightly for the blogosphere:

Eric, My Boy...

Two years ago you asked me what kind of thought process brought me to Abbot Hall as a freshman in 1965. Then, a couple weeks ago, you e-mailed a reference to what life was like on campus during that first year at MSU. It struck a chord, inspiring me to reminisce about the zeitgeist of those times. So buckle up as I unload. Some of this stuff you've heard before. Some of it you may not be aware of:

A month prior to the move from my East Dearborn neighborhood to East Lansing, some of my closest friends--Tony, Garry, Larry and Vince--had already begun their freshman years in late August at Western Michigan and U-M, schools that were on the trimester system. Other close friends--Joe, Butch, Keller, Bernie, the "Bear," etc.--probably hadn't thought seriously about what they would do after high school. Within a year they were all either drafted into the service, enlisted, or joined the reserves due to the escalation of the War in Vietnam.

MSU was on the quarter system back then. I would be moving into Abbott Hall at the end of September--on my own, without anyone from my considerable childhood "support group." For the first time since going to camp, I was beginning to feel--pick an adjective--apprehensive, anxious, lonely.

For some strange reason, three images stand out for me from those last 30 days that I was home: 1) shopping with my Mom for "school clothes," including Italian "swirl" shoes and a brown corduroy-and-suede winter jacket at the downtown Hudson's store; 2) reading a story in the Detroit News--while sitting on a milk crate, in the doorway of my Dad's marble shop--about a 13-3 MSU football victory in the season opener against UCLA; and 3) sitting in my Dad's '63 Pontiac Bonneville, feeling melancholy as I listened to Johnathon King's "Everyone's Gone To The Moon" on the radio while he ran into Allo Bar at 35th and Horatio in Detroit for a "fast one" after work.

During the run-up to the start of school, I kept thinking about how I would soon be entering an unknown world. It was heady stuff for the first kid in the Bokuniewicz family to attend college.

Finally, on a Sunday afternoon, my parents drove me to East Lansing, helped me move my stuff into the dorm, and said goodbye. I didn't kiss my mother. I'm not sure I even hugged her, as my family just didn't do that sort of thing. My folks would never again set foot on the MSU campus.

I met my two roommates at 271 Abbot Hall that day--a couple of guys from "the thumb" of Michigan. One with a vaguely moppish head of hair, wearing jeans, penny loafers and "no socks" (that would be you); the other a pimply-faced son of a big-time sugar beet farmer who told me he was an "egg major." (Turns out he actually said "ag major." Who knew?)

Usually wearing tight pants and my Italian swirls during those first few weeks--and with a jar of Dixie Peach Pomade on my dresser, plainly visible to all who entered our room--it took only a few days for me to realize that in the eyes of the guys in the House of Abode, I had been judged as someone "different."

A couple guys, I would eventually learn, thought that I was possibly a member of a gang. I was being perceived by some as that "streetwise kid from Detroit."

I began thinking, What don't these people get about me? And what is it about them? When they dressed for Sunday dinner (as we were required to do in the dorm in those days), they wore herringbone sport coats, rep ties and wing tips. I wore a sharkskin suit and "thick-on-thin" socks. They liked tunes such as "Little Honda" by the Hondells, which I thought was kinda weird. As a matter of fact, I was amazed by the proliferation of Hondas (especially Honda Hawks) all over the MSU campus.

In my neighborhood, guys rode big-ass Triumph, BSA and Norton motorcycles. We listened to the Temptations, Four Tops and obscure groups on black radio stations. Where I came from, most popcorn-machine-riding, bubble-gum-music-listening types would be derided as "cake eaters."

So that's the backdrop to the period you succinctly described in a dozen words: "The times, they weren't a-changin' yet, but a change was gonna come."

And "Whoa, Nellie," did things ever change.

During that first quarter at MSU, I recall sitting in my seat at the Nat Sci building one morning, reading the State News before class started, about Mario Savio and the Free Speech Movement at Berkeley. It seemed that people all over campus were talking about it. Also, I was aware that something called the Gulf of Tonkin incident had occurred the previous year, but now I was beginning to hear about a troop build-up in South Vietnam.

The change that was gonna come--at least in East Lansing--seemed to begin with the Ramparts magazine article a few months later (April of '66) about MSU's clandestine involvement with the CIA and South Vietnamese government. I remember well the four-color illustration of a large-breasted, Vietnamese-looking MSU cheerleader--Michigan State pennant in hand--on the cover.

Next thing I knew, shit was hitting the fan.

That story marked the beginning of things radical and revolutionary on campus. I soon found myself reading more than just the sports section every day and listening to political debates among students in the grill. Sophomore year I started attending speeches in protest of the war at Fairchild Theater; and about "black power" and the class struggle, as espoused by the Black Panther Party; and about revelations concerning ground bits of bone and mouse ears that could be found in hot dogs, according to consumer advocate Ralph Nader.

After the Ramparts story, it seemed as though students were railing everywhere against the Vietnam War--in the State News, at gatherings in kivas, and at sites on campus such as the old administration building and Beaumont Tower.

Initially, I was bewildered by it all. My Dad and uncles were World War II veterans. I had never heard them criticize the concept of war. How could our country not be right about what it was doing in Southeast Asia, I thought?

I can't pinpoint the exact moment that I came to understand that the War in Vietnam was "all wrong," but by the time you and I moved into 276 Abbot Hall (or was it 275?) in the fall of '66, changes of all kinds were indeed on. Some examples:

Long Hair. The style on campus was transitioning from Brian Wilson-like to Mick Jagger-like. (By Thanksgiving I was parting my hair rather than combing it back ala Bobby Rydell.) Guys began wearing "fatigue jackets" and girls were getting into the "peasant look." (Thanks to your influence, I ditched my typical footwear for a pair of Bass Weejuns in the fall and a pair of Bates Floaters to plow through the snow winter term. These were the first mini steps in a change of personal identity for me.) Along with the changes in hair styles and clothing on campus we began hearing terms like "hippies, radicals and freaks."

The Music. By September of '66, the Beatles had released at least a half dozen albums. Same for the Rolling Stones. The next thing I knew, you went from being a Chad and Jeremy fan to a devotee of the Mothers of Invention, as well as Captain Beefhart. Big-time change. I hung in there as the maven of Motown in the House of Abode which, of course, underwent a name change to the House of Abortion.

The Sexual Revolution. I recall walking alone to the auditorium across from Bessie Hall to hear someone--I have no idea who--give a speech about the sexual revolution. I recall sitting in my seat when the speaker on stage exhorted everyone to turn and look into the eyes of the person next to us, and, on the count of three, to yell "pussy"--ostensibly to help us get over our inhibitions. I thought to myself, Lenny, we're not at St. Al's any more.

The Generation Gap. I think it was Jack Weinberg of the Free Speech Movement who said, "Don't trust anyone over 30." I recall you concluding, "When I turn 30 I won't be able to trust myself anymore." And every time I would go home and see my next door neighbor, Mr. Phillips, some of my uncles and, eventually, work associates from the Greatest Generation, we would engage in a lively debate about "the war." I think of that time as the beginning of the first "great divide."

Politics. Now I was really paying attention to the national dissent over Vietnam. In fact, practically every student on campus was paying attention. I started subscribing to Newsweek and would do so for the next 40 years, in order to stay apprised of the great issues of the day. I even took an elective class called Great Issues, as well as a political science class called The Isms (socialism, Marxism, Leninism, Communism, Fascism). By junior year I was watching the CBS Evening News with Walter Cronkite practically every night. I couldn't wait to hear the insightful commentary of Eric Sevareid at the conclusion of each show.

The Civil Rights Movement. As a child, I had been aware of "colored" kids being escorted into an all-white school in the South during the Eisenhauer administration. But it was Martin Luther King who epitomized "the movement" in the early-to-mid '60s with his non-violent approach to civil disobedience. Then came the Detroit riot during the "long, hot summer of 1967." "The times they were a-changin'."

Drugs. I'm not even sure that I had heard about pot or LSD in high school. But during that first term at MSU there was all kinds of coverage in the student newspaper, Playboy magazine and other media about Dr. Timothy Leary and his experiments with LSD. He was exhorting everyone to "Tune in, turn on, drop out." Or was it "Turn on, tune in, drop out"? Anyway, by the time we graduated, it was the rare college kid who had not at least tried smoking reefer. Beyond that I did dexedrine a few times to stay up all night to cram for final exams, but I never did a psychedelic trip on acid.

Many times I have said that society changed more from 1965 to 1970--socially, politically, racially, musically, culturally, sexually, etc.--than during any other five-year period in my lifetime. And, while it was happening, our football jones was being satisfied by Duffy Daugherty, Bubba, and his All-American buddies, leading up to the first "game of the century," the 10-10 tie with Notre Dame in the last game of the '66 season, and a share of consecutive national football championships our first two years in school.

Oh, how the world turned in the '60s. For my money, it was the best time in history to be a student at MSU

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hits1000 · 10 months

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100 Songs in English from the 70s

100 Songs in English from the 70s 100 Songs in English from the 70s, including: Black Sabbath – Paranoid, Christie - Yellow River, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Lookin' Out My Back Door, George Harrison - My Sweet Lord, James Brown - Sex Machine, Lee Marvin - Wand'rin Star, Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water and many more!!! Subscribe to our channel to see more of our content! 1. 1970 Black Sabbath - Paranoid 2. 1970 Christie - Yellow River 3. 1970 Creedence Clearwater Revival - Lookin' Out My Back Door 4. 1970 George Harrison - My Sweet Lord 5. 1970 James Brown - Sex Machine 6. 1970 Lee Marvin - Wand'rin Star 7. 1970 Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water 8. 1970 The Beatles - Let It Be 9. 1970 The Guess Who - American Woman 10. 1970 The Jackson 5 - I Want You Back 11. 1971 Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen The Rain 12. 1971 Don McLean - American Pie 13. 1971 Joan Baez - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down 14. 1971 John Denver - Take Me Home, Country Roads 15. 1971 John Lennon - Imagine 16. 1971 Led Zeppelin – Stairway To Heaven 17. 1971 Middle Of The Road - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep 18. 1971 Rod Stewart - Maggie May 19. 1971 T. Rex - Get It On 20. 1971 Tom Jones - She's A Lady 21. 1972 Alice Cooper - School's Out 22. 1972 Chicago - Saturday In The Park 23. 1972 Chicory Tip - Son Of My Father 24. 1972 Deep Purple - Smoke On The Water 25. 1972 Elton John - Crocodile Rock 26. 1972 Gilbert O'Sullivan - Alone Again (Naturally) 27. 1972 Harry Nilsson - Without You 28. 1972 Neil Diamond - Song Sung Blue 29. 1972 T. Rex - Telegram Sam 30. 1972 The Osmonds - Crazy Horses 31. 1973 Billy Joel - Piano Man 32. 1973 Demis Roussos - Goodbye My Love Goodbye 33. 1973 Grand Funk Railroad - We're An American Band 34. 1973 Paul McCartney & Wings - Hi Hi Hi 35. 1973 Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softly With His Song 36. 1973 Slade - Cum On Feel The Noize 37. 1973 Suzi Quatro - Can The Can 38. 1973 Sweet - The Ballroom Blitz 39. 1973 The Rolling Stones - Angie 40. 1973 Tony Orlando & Dawn - Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree 41. 1974 ABBA - Waterloo 42. 1974 Blue Swede - Hooked on a Feeling (Uga Chaka Uga) 43. 1974 Bob Marley & The Wailers - No Woman, No Cry 44. 1974 Gloria Gaynor - Never Can Say Goodbye 45. 1974 Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama 46. 1974 Morris Albert - Feelings 47. 1974 Nazareth - Love Hurts 48. 1974 Redbone - Come And Get Your Love 49. 1974 Slade - Far Far Away 50. 1974 The Rubettes - Sugar Baby Love 51. 1975 Aerosmith - Walk This Way 52. 1975 America - Sister Golden Hair 53. 1975 Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run 54. 1975 David Bowie - Fame 55. 1975 KC & The Sunshine Band - That's The Way (I Like It) 56. 1975 Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here 57. 1975 Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody 58. 1975 Rod Stewart - Sailing 59. 1975 Sweet - Fox On The Run 60. 1975 The Carpenters - Please Mr. Postman 61. 1976 ABBA - Dancing Queen 62. 1976 Bay City Rollers - I Only Wanna Be With You 63. 1976 Boston - More Than A Feeling 64. 1976 Elton John & Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart 65. 1976 Kc & The Sunshine Band - Shake Your Booty 66. 1976 Paul McCartney & Wings - Silly Love Songs 67. 1976 Queen - Somebody To Love 68. 1976 Smokie - Living Next Door to Alice 69. 1976 Steve Miller Band - Rock'n Me 70. 1976 Tina Charles - I Love To Love 71. 1977 Bee Gees - Night Fever 72. 1977 Bee Gees - Stayin' Alive 73. 1977 Bonnie Tyler - It's A Heartache 74. 1977 Eagles - Hotel California 75. 1977 Kansas - Dust In The Wind 76. 1977 Kenny Rogers - Lucille 77. 1977 Paul McCartney & Wings - Mull Of Kintyre 78. 1977 Queen - We Are The Champions 79. 1977 Queen - We Will Rock You 80. 1977 Status Quo - Rockin' All Over The World 81. 1978 Blondie - Heart Of Glass 82. 1978 Bob Seger - Old Time Rock And Roll 83. 1978 Boney M. - Rivers of Babylon 84. 1978 Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing 85. 1978 Gloria Gaynor - I Will Survive 86. 1978 John Travolta & Olivia Newton-John - You're The One That I Want 87. 1978 Rod Stewart - Da Ya Think I'm Sexy? 88. 1978 The Jacksons - Blame It On the Boogie 89. 1978 Van Halen - You Really Got Me 90. 1978 Village People - YMCA 91. 1979 AC/DC - Highway To Hell 92. 1979 Donna Summer - On The Radio 93. 1979 Electric Light Orchestra - Don't Bring Me Down 94. 1979 Kiss - I Was Made For Lovin' You 95. 1979 Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall 96. 1979 Supertramp - The Logical Song 97. 1979 The Buggles - Video Killed The Radio Star 98. 1979 The Clash - London Calling 99. 1979 The Knack - My Sharona 100. 1979 The Police - Message In A Bottle Related Hashtags #hitsof1970 #hitsof1970to1971 #hitsof1970s #hitsof1970songs #hitsof1970uk #hitsof1970australia #hitsofthe1970sand1970s #kannadahitsof1970 #bollywoodhitsof1970 #hitsof1969and1970 #tophitsofthe1970sbillboard #pophitsofthe1970s #hitsof1970sinmusic https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MPNehxTU2Ys

#80S Greatest Hits #Songs Of 1980S #Old Songs #80S Songs #80S Music Hits #80S Hits #80S Songs Playlist #Grea

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Cappelle Calling - 9 januari 2023 - 90FM

Na maar liefst drie thema uitzendingen achter elkaar was het weer tijd voor een normale reguliere uitzending van Cappelle Calling. De LP van de Week was het 50 jarige debuutalbum 'Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J.' van Bruce Springsteen. De DisCovered stond in teken van de verjaardag van Joan Baez. Naast alle vaste items is een oud item weer terug van weggeweest. Dat was niet de Guilty Pleasure waarmee ik het tweede uur opende, maar De Muzikale Ketting is terug van weggeweest. Waarop Chris Hoesen in zijn programma Gewoon Chris op vrijdagmiddag tussen 14:00 en 15:00 zal voortborduren.

Terugluisteren kan hier.

Dit was de playlist:

Uur 1:

Led Zeppelin - Immigrant Song (1970) DeWolff - Night Train (2023) James Brown & The Famous Flames - Night Train (1961) Bruce Springsteen - Blinded By The Light (1973) (LP van de Week) Paolo Nutini - Jenny Don't Be Hasty (2006) Oliver Pesch - That'll Be It (2023) Earth, Wind & Fire - And Love Goes On (1981) Joan Baez - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (1971) (DisCovered) Dave Matthews Band - Crash Into Me (1996) The Beatles - Glass Onion (1968) (Filmplaat - uit 'Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery') Jimmy Diamond - In The Dark (2023) Bruce Springsteen - Growin' Up (1973) (LP van de Week) The Specials - Ghost Town (1981)

Uur 2:

Haddaway - What Is Love (1993) Julia Sole - Youth (2023) Bruce Springsteen - Lost In The Flood (1973) (LP van de Week) The Vices - Never Had To Know (2023) The Band - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (1969) (DisCovered) Peter Gabriel - Panopticom (2023) David Bowie - Golden Years (1976) Elvis Presley - Love Song Of The Year (1975) (De Muzikale Ketting) Margriet Eshuijs Band - Black Pearl (1981) Bruce Springsteen - For You (1973) (LP van de Week) Bruce Springsteen - Spirit In The Night (1973) (LP van de Week)

Cappelle Calling is iedere maandagavond van 20:00 t/m 22:00 te horen op Radio 90FM. Iedere woensdagmiddag wordt de uitzending herhaald van 18:00 tot 20:00. Suggesties voor DisCovered of De Filmplaat zijn welkom via de Facebookpagina van het programma of via [email protected].

#Cappelle Calling #90fm #regio90 #radio 90fm #LP van de Week #DisCovered #Filmplaat #Muzikale Ketting #playlist

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nickgerlich · 2 years

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Come, All Ye Faithful

Many celebrities have done flame-outs and seen their careers go down the drain. Bill Cosby, Bill O’Reilly, Matt Lauer, and O.J. Simpson come to mind, as do Chris Brown, The Dixie Chicks, Lil Wayne, and Mary J. Blige. Each of these did, said, or otherwise stepped in something that caused them and their careers to go into a tailspin.

But none faster than Kanye West. I mean the artist formerly known as Kanye West. Or as he prefers it these days, Ye. Tagging along for the ride is Ye’s fashion shoe brand, Yeezy. It looks like he just wandered around blindfolded in the doggie park.

I’m not sure a speeding train could fly off the rails faster than Ye has done, who earlier this month showed up at Paris Fashion Week wearing a White Lives Matter shirt, and proceeded to mumble antisemitic remarks and conspiracy theories. While many people spout the latter, you just can’t go slamming ethnicities or races. It doesn’t matter who you are or what color you are, you keep those thoughts to yourself.

As a result, Ye has found himself being completely cut off from Adidas and Gap, two companies with which he had major licensing and distribution agreements. Balenciaga then axed him. Heck, Peloton, the wobbly stationary bike company, even announced they will no longer play any of Ye’s tunes on their workout sessions.

But wait, there’s more. Instagram and Twitter have suspended him (although you never know what Elon Musk might do now that he has moved into the C-suite). JP Morgan doesn’t want him to do his banking there. He has been banished by a talent agency and a film and television production company. Foot Locker no will no longer carry Yeezys, and even TJ Maxx, the retail chain known for selling last season’s overruns, has told him to get lost.

To add insult to injury, if that’s even possible now, Ye had the temerity to drop in at Skechers HQ this week, and they promptly escorted him out. Can you say persona non grata?

That’s it in a nutshell, and if you wish to read more, there are hundreds of articles online. I’m going to cut to the chase and hit the major takeaways. And they are simple:  

1. As a celebrity, it may feel nice to know that people swoon at the very thought of you, that they fall into your wake when ever you walk by. Don’t let that go to your head. Here’s the big part: You are your brand, first and foremost. It’s always risky business changing your name. You may think it’s cute. You may even cite Prince as someone who kind of got away with it, but to be honest, it served no purpose. Honor your name, reinforce your name, and don’t mess with it unless it is broken. Kanye was not broken.

Worse yet, he opened his mouth, from which stupid things vomited out. His comments were worse than any drunk tweeting I have ever seen. He just blew it. While he has a mixed bag of hits on the pop charts in the last eight years, he was by no means being completely written off. Yet.

2. This one is critical, as it applies to companies: Don’t place too many of your own hopes and aspirations on a celebrity, especially given how their reputations can tarnish quickly. You become guilty by association. These companies were perfectly right for running as far away as possible from Ye, even if they had to absorb losses in their quest to dissociate from him. Never tether your boat to a sinking ship. And never allow another opportunity for crisis communication to be required. Get out as soon as you can.

I know. There are some who say there is no such thing as bad publicity. I disagree. Ye has been pummeled this week, a gang beating that he deserved roundly. We’ll be talking about him in marketing classes for a long time to come. The question is how many other companies will blacklist him. At least Spotify, which condemned Ye’s remarks, won’t be pulling his songs.

There was one other big fallout from this week’s corporate shed: While there were 720 billionaires in the US at the start of the week, there are now 719. Mr. Ye just exited that elite list. He’s by no means headed to the poor house—not yet, at least—but he’s going to have to line up some new Ye faithful if he wants back in the clubhouse.

And that’s nothing worth rapping home about right now.

Dr “All Falls Down“ Gerlich

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#marketing #rap #Kanye West #Ye #advertising

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Love Marks

by Peak_Fandom_Trash_935

“FATHER, you’re hurt! You must see Pennyworth immediately.”

Bruce cocked his head to the side, shooting Damian a confused look.

“He must tend to your injuries.” Damian said, crossing his hands over his chest, clearly annoyed.

Injuries what injuries?

Words: 1610, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of The Batmomverse

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Wayne Family Adventures (Webcomic)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Venessa Wayne, Dick and Dixie Grayson, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Dixie Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, Terry McGinnis, Jarro (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth, Batmom - Character, Original Batfamily Member(s) (DCU)

Relationships: Bruce Wayne/Original Female Character(s), Bruce Wayne & Original Female Character(s), Batfamily Members & Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Bruce is a simp for his wife, Dick and Dixie are Twins, Implied Sexual Content, Domestic Fluff, Bruce Wayne is So Done, Jarro is a part of the Batfamily, just don't question it

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39885060

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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darling-leech · 3 years

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Eugenia Alexandra Everston’s Fallout Character Sheet(Updated)

I used DarthSuki’s Fallout OC Meme 2.0. Also here’s the font I used as well.

Here’s a blank version, if ya’ll wanna use it as well! Make sure to credit Darthsuki when you use it!

ANYWAYS Let’s begin(again. 😅😅😅😅)

Name: Eugenia Alexandra Everston

Nickname: Alex

Race: White

Religion: Agnostic

Gender and Pronouns: Cisgender Woman and She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual. Possibly Polyamorous as well.

Age: 23(Technically she’d be 19 because that’s the age I was when I first made Alex in the Fallout universe, but uh yea....)

Birthday: July 31, 2268ish

Birthplace: Capital Wasteland(She was born at The Citadel)

Height: 5′1 FT(61 Inches/154.94 CM)

Weight: 120(54.4311 KG)

Hair Color: The HAIR ON HER HEAD is White(#FFFFFF) and her EYEBROW/EYELASH color is Black(#000000) (I used Zella’s Hair Dye Collections mod for her hair color and eyebrow color) *REMEMBER THE ONLY HAIR ON HER BODY THAT IS WHITE IS THE HAIR ON HER HEAD*

Hairstyle: mostly Whisper. (Here’s links to several mods I use XX(this one has Whisper on it), XX, XX, XX, and XX)

Eye Color: Dark Brown(#331900)

Skin Color: Pale Ivory(#FFF0ED)

Game of Origin: Fallout 3 and Fallout 4

BEHAVIOR/TECHNICAL:

Voice Actor: Probably Isabelle Fuhrman

Species: Human

Karma: Chaotic Neutral

Aggression: Aggressive

Confidence: Foolhardy

Assistance: Helps Friends and Allies

S.P.E.C.I.A.L Stats: Strength 7, Perception 10, Endurance 7, Charisma 10, Intelligence 10, Agility 7, and Luck 7

Current Level: Like 62?

Carry Weight: 300?

Actions Point: 200?

Hit Points: 200

Critical Chance: 20%?

Damage Resistance: 20%?

Melee Damage: 20%

Perks/Tagged: Barter/Speech/Cherchez La Femme/Black Widow, Lockpick/Pickpocket/Sneak/Ninja/Hacker/Robots Experts, Big Leagues/Heavy Gunner/Gunslinger/Explosives, and Repair/Medicine/Armorer/Blacksmith/Gun Nut/Science! are just a few.

Weaknesses: Impulsive, Cunning, can be alittle bit Self-Centered/Self-Indulgent/irresponsible, and Unpredictable.

Affiliation: Loosely BOS, The Institute, Minute Men, and Nuka-World Raiders.

Most Liked Companions: Charon, X6-88, Paladin Danse, Porter Gage, and Hancock. Somewhat of Preston Garvey and Cait.

Least Liked Companions: Deacon. Neutral on Curie.

Preferred Weapon Type: Heavy/Energy/Melee

Primary Weapons: Combat Knife, Kellogg’s Pistol, and Cryolater.

Secondary Weapons: Big Boy, Nuka-Nuke Launcher, Alien Blaster, and Thirst Zapper.

Preferred Armor Type: Heavy Leather

Primary Armor: N/A. Just usually wear Greaser Jacket and Jeans(With Black Jeans and Black & White converse).

Power Armor?: YES

FAMILY:

Parents: She doesn’t know her Biological Parents very well since they died when she was basically an infant(I don’t have any names for them yet except for Alex’s last name Everston, but I’ll update this when I do). Madison Li and Conrad Kellogg are her Step Parents(NO I don’t ship the together but they did raise Alex since she was 9ish and up).

Siblings: NONE at least not biologically(Single child lol), but she feels like X6-88 is like a step brother. Also Arthur Maxson was like a Step Brother/Best Friend as well until she moved to the commonwealth when she was like 9ish.

Friends: MANY(Idk if I’ll be able to name them all but here goes, I’ll update as I remember all of them lol). My Sole Survivor Nathan Ian Howard, Liam Binet, Arthur Maxson, X6-88, Paladin Danse, Porter Gage, Overboss Colter, Charon, Edward Deegan, Scribe Haylen, Finn(The dude that Hancock kills when you first enter goodneighbor lol), Hancock, Bobbi No-Nose, Dixie, Savoy, Nisha, Mason, Mags Black, William Black, Proctor Teagan, Cait, and Redeye to name a few. Sorta Rhys as well. Also @m-is-for-mungo 's OC Lily Black!

Lovers(She uh on and off with these tho so ya know): MANY. My Sole Survior Nathan Ian Howard, Paladin Danse, Overboss Colter, Finn, Scribe Haylen, Edward Deegan, Mags Black, Nisha, Cait, and Bobbi No-Nose to name a few.

Rivals: N/A, unless you count Knight Rhys or Justin Ayo lol.

Enemies: N/A

Children: NONE and doesn’t want any

Background(Note: I’m still in the process of writing this so it’ll seem like a mess til I get it finished all the way so please bear with me): Grew up during the events of Fallout 3 in The Citadel, she was around 9ish years old(So NO she isn’t the Lone Wanderer nor is she the Sole Survivor. She’s my Self Insert OC). She doesn’t remember her birth parents because they died when she was really young. She and Arthur Maxson basically grew up together til she meet Madison Li during Fallout 3 and basically latched? onto her and when Madison ultimately decided to leave the capital wasteland she asked Alex if she wanted to go with, and Alex happily agreed. They went to The Institute and settled there, she was kinda shy there at first but eventually made friends with Liam Binet and got out of her shell?(She didn’t really have children her age back at the citadel so lol) I guess. She was/is really like intelligent for her age, so I guess that’s why Madison saw like Potential in her? Anyways, when she was about 16ish? Conrad Kellogg help train her more in combat and stuff and took her on mission on the surface as well. She saw him as a dad but kinda really say anything til one day when he helped with training she was like Thanks, Dad. lol. She then heard about the BOS coming to the commonwealth and went to investigate? and she came along the Cambridge Police Station and met Paladin Danse. Met My Sole Survivor Nathan Ian Howard there as well.

Languages Spoken: English(Native Language), Chinese, and American Sign Language. Somewhat of Russian.

Also this would be probably be a good time to say I have a Refsheet.net sheet for her so: HERE IT IS(It has more like stuff on it? so).

Also this is an updated version of this: XXXX

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dymitre · 11 months

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Damn I want to have a date with him 😪

#robots 2005 #robots movie #robots #phineas t ratchet #ratchet #dixie m brown #original child character #fan character #memes #tweet #my edit #self ship #bluesky #blue sky studios #disneyplus #i fucking hate myself #digital doodle #sketch

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kckt88 · 6 days

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Don't Mess With My Mind Alternate Ending!!

Summary:

A darker alternate ending to Don't Mess With My Mind!!

AEMOND POV

Warning(s): Angst, Language, Hurt, Comfort, Drugs, Alcohol Consumption, Manipulation, Mentions Of Cheating, Kissing, Smut – Fingering, Oral Sex (M & F Receiving), Unprotected P in V Sex, Confrontation, Violence.

Word Count: 2173

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

MODERN AU - AEMOND x Y/N - AEGON x Y/N

Inspired by the song: EMO - Don't Mess With My Mind.

Tag List: @immyowndefender, @zenka69, @iloveallmyboys, @summerposie, @namelesslosers, @dixie-elocin, @aemondsfavouritebastard, @toodlesxcuddles, @ammo23

Aemond was always the diligent and hardworking one, who poured his soul into his studies and career, striving for recognition and validation. Yet, despite his relentless efforts, he seemed to be forever overshadowed by Aegon.

While Aemond would often burn the midnight oil, Aegon indulged in the pleasures of life without a care in the world. His days were filled with revelry, his nights with debauchery. He floated through life with an effortless charm, surrounded by a constant whirlwind of parties, alcohol, and questionable women.

Aemond couldn't help but resent his brother's seemingly effortless success. It gnawed at him, a constant reminder of the injustice of the world. How could Aegon achieve so much with so little effort, while he, Aemond, struggled to make even a dent in the world?

Their relationship was strained, a simmering pot of jealousy and bitterness. Aemond harboured a deep-seated resentment towards Aegon, unable to shake the feeling of inadequacy that his brother's existence seemed to impose upon him.

Yet, beneath the layers of resentment and bitterness, Aemond couldn't deny the twinge of jealousy that gripped his heart, his brother was free do to as he pleased without suffering the consequences.

Aemond was the responsible one the one who was expected to look after Aegon, the one who everyone relied on.

He was sick of it; he was sick of it all.

Aegon always got everything he wanted whereas Aemond was left with the scraps.

Even their own mother was blind to her precious darlings indulgences, content to look the other way whilst Aemond cleaned up after him.

Aemond remembered the first time Aegon brought Y.N back to their flat, she was such a timid little thing, almost like a mouse, not his brothers usual type at all.

But there was something about the way her eyes would light up when she smiled or the way she would bite her lower lip whenever she was reading.

It drove Aemond to distraction, never had he been so enamoured with anyone, not even his older ex-girlfriend who admittedly sucked his cock like a pro.

There were times when he would catch her looking at him wistfully from across the room and he would always wonder what she was thinking in that moment.

One day he caught her coming out of the shower with nothing, but a towel wrapped around her body and his cock responded in earnest.

That was the night he brought some big titted bimbo back to the flat, he closed his eye as he fucked her roughly from behind, imagining that it was Y.N who was screaming his name and coming on his cock.

Another night he brought home some demure brown haired whisp of a woman, who he fucked into the mattress, his face pressed into her neck envisioning Y.N as he spilled into the condom.

But nothing compared to Y.N.

He was a man possessed; no other woman could satisfy the deep longing he felt, and sometimes his cock would only get hard if he fantasized about Y.N.

Some nights he would hear Aegon fucking her, his brothers groans of pleasure sickening him to his stomach as he never once heard any of hers.

A woman like that deserved to be worshipped, she was a kindred spirit that needed releasing from the prison of his brother’s lacklustre affection.

He couldn’t sit idle anymore, he had to do something, he wanted Y.N and he was determined to get her, by any means necessary.

He just needed his brother out of the way first.

Aemond really did have to thank Sara the next time he saw her, his plan had worked out perfectly.

Initially she had been hesitant to agree, but the generous cash donation to fund her secret drug habit was more than enough.

It wasn’t too difficult to get hold of his brothers phone either to text Y.N and ask her to come over so she could catch his brother in the act.

Plying the wastrel with alcohol hadn’t been too difficult either.

Admittedly his arrival with Alys had been purely coincidental, but it worked out perfectly, nonetheless.

After he had sent Alys packing, he made his move.

Initially he had expected Y.N to be a bit more resistant to his offer, but she readily agreed and his cock responded in earnest.

The feeling of Y.N’s lips on his was better than anything he’d ever imagined, the noises she made when he devoured her pussy like a starving man would linger with him for the rest of his days.

He loved eating pussy, something his previous partners were ever grateful for, but nothing compared to Y.N’s she was delicious in a way he’d never tasted before.

There was a small part of him that had thought once he fucked her that would be it, his desire for the forbidden fruit would be sated and he could move on.

But it wasn’t, if anything it made him crave her even more.

He didn’t want to let her go, she was his own personal drug, he was addicted to her, and he would often indulge in his habit.

They would usually met up at her flat, she lived alone, so it was easier to fuck her over every surface and not worry about anyone walking in on them.

He was ravenous and unrestrained in his taking of her.

His little mouse would let him fuck her in anyway he wanted, it was as if she needed it as much as he did.

He would on occasion bring her back to his flat, careful of course of avoid Aegon, the idiot hadn’t realised that she’d caught him with Sara, and he would often complain that Y.N wasn’t responding to his calls or texts.

It gave Aemond a sick twisted sense of satisfaction after his brother would lament his lost relationship and then Aemond would proceed to fuck Y.N in the next room.

Once he had her pressed against his door with his cock deep inside her as his brother was on the other side complaining that he was making too much noise.

Gods how hard he fucked her that day, her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her.

His loud groans of pleasure echoing around his room.

He even dared to fuck her in Aegon's bed once, initally she had been hesitant but he feasted on her delicious cunny until she could no longer stand and he had pressed her face into the mattress, digging his fingers into the flesh of her hips as he thrust his cock inside her.

She called him beautiful, and she made him feel special, he never wanted to let her go.

However, his glee over successfully getting the girl was short lived, when he was cornered by Aegon one day, his brother was elated that Y.N had seemingly agreed to come over and talk.

Aemond was livid, she belonged to him, and he would not have her getting back with his cunt of a brother.

As it turns out Aegon had promised Y.N that he had given up drinking and was attending regular A.A meetings, which was a blatant lie. The stupid twat actually thought that was the reason why she’d ended things.

So, in order to stir up a bit of trouble, Aemond periodically spiked his brother’s drink with vodka throughout the day and when Y.N finally came over, Aegon was passed out in his room.

Of course, he was there to provide comfort and inevitably Y.N fell back into his arms.

In order to ensure Y.N and Aegon did not in fact get back together, Aemond began poking holes in the condoms they used and in retrospect it was a bit drastic, but he was desperate.

After everything he’d done to get her, he wasn’t going to lose her now.

So, he made every effort to fuck Y.N as often as he could, sometimes he even managed to fuck her raw a number of times.

Eventually she came to him in tears and told him she was pregnant.

He pretends to act shocked at first but then he embraced her and promised to support her in every way he could.

Y.N decided to keep the baby and Aemond decided it was for the best that they move in together, which would mean revealing their relationship to Aegon.

Aemond relished in Aegon’s horror when he found out, they even got into a fist fight, but as Aegon spent most of his days drinking he was no match for Aemond who looked after himself with regular work outs and a proper diet.

Y.N begged them to stop acting like children, she screamed at Aegon about his cheating and then she fled the flat in floods of tears.

Aemond chased after her, and spent over an hour at her door pleading to be let in before she eventually caved and let him in.

He spent the night fucking her into exhaustion, not wanting to leave the warmth of her body.

She was his home, his escape and he was determined to keep her.

He moved in with her not to long after that, his mother was furious, and she raged at him for hours on the phone until he hung up on her.

Of course, Aegon had gone crying to mummy but there was nothing either of them could do now that he’d finally got what he wanted.

He’d got the girl and now she was carrying his child, the only thing left to do was make her his forever and ask her to marry him.

Which he did and Y.N happily accepted; she wept tears of joy as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Their wedding was small and elegant, Aemond couldn’t stop smiling as Y.N walked towards him, she looked spectacular in her dress, and he couldn’t wait to tear it from her body later that night.

Aegon had brought along a date, but he never once offered her any attention besides the odd grunt here and there.

Aemond delighted in the forlorn look in his brother’s eyes as he watched the ceremony.

His wedding night was bliss, he spent the night worshipping his wife’s body, marvelling at her stomach swollen with his child.

Yes, HIS child. HIS seed. HIS legacy.

He couldn’t wait to taste his wife’s mothers milk; he knew she would be a fantastic mother.

As the pregnancy progressed, Aemond was the perfect partner, rubbing her aching back and swollen ankles.

Life was perfect, and not even the reappearance of Alys could dampen his mood, as he bumped into her one day whilst he was picking up Y.N’s favourite pastries.

His ex tried to tempt him, but he declined and relished the look on her face when he confirmed that he was a happily married man with a child on the way.

He certainly hadn’t put all that effort in to claim Y.N as his, only to have someone like Alys try to ruin it for him.

So, he walked away and never gave her a backwards glance.

Aemond had a lot of days in his life that he believed were some of the best in his existence, but the day his daughter was born surpassed them all.

As he held her in his arms, everything he had done to get to this moment had been worth it.

He once contemplated telling Y.N the truth, but he eventually decided against it, as he couldn’t risk her leaving him.

No, he would keep it too himself and live his life with Y.N, their daughter and any other children they would be blessed with in the future.

Of course, one wasn’t enough and as soon as his sweet wife was sufficiently healed, he would wait patiently for her to welcome him into her body again and he would fill her with his seed.

He would ensure she was dripping with him, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before they welcomed another child.

His pretty perfect girl. His little mouse. HIS wife. HIS. HIS. HIS.

FOREVER!!

A.N - This was actually the original ending to the series, but it didn't feel right, so I ended up changing it.

I do prefer how I did end the series and releasing this was just a bit of fun and to see what the readers would think and which ending you guys preferred?

Many Thanks :-)

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #hotd aemond #aemond fanfiction #hotd fanfic #aemond fic #hotd fic #aemond one eye #aemond #aemond smut #aemond x reader

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americangirlstar · 3 years

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American Girl Best Friend Doll Inspo Boards - 7/?

Nanea’s “Second Kitten,” Lily Suda (1941)

Full Name: Lily Kaguya Suda (middle name as a reference to The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter)

Short Summary: One of the best friends of Nanea Mitchell, and a member of the “Kittens.” Lily is the most affected by the war of her friends, as she now faces discrimination for being Japanese, but she attempts to keep herself in the spirit of Aloha.

Reasons for Choice as a Best Friend: Story Reasons: Lily is the friend of Nanea who sticks around the longest, as Donna is evacuated to the mainland and Dixie enters in the second book, thus Nanea and Lily interact the most. As well as this, a firsthand account of the discrimination she faces would be an important historical lesson. Marketing Reasons: American Girl desperately needs an asian historical doll, and she already has an adorable outfit to sell.

Story Idea: Lily tries to help her home heal from the attacks on Pearl Harbor, despite the fact many people have turned against her family simply for her race. In relation, she is trying to find a midpoint between being proud of her culture and keeping herself safe in such a difficult time.

Meet Outfit: Her most illustrated dress; a purple knee-length dress with a white peter pan collar and white shoes. Her bobbed hair comes with two white bows pinning it back.

Collection: Lily has a similar collection to Nanea, including leis and her own hula dress. However, she also has her own items tied to her family and culture; she has several origami folds, with instructions for children on how to make their own, as well as some of her mother’s sweet rice mochi in a wooden basket. She also has supplies for helping her father fish on his sampan. Her other outfits are based off of regular clothing for girls at the time, mainly dresses she can spin in.

Doll: Jess Mold, Light Skin, Feathered Brows, Dark Brown Eyes. Her hair is black and wavy with a center part, and is bobbed to her shoulders.

Special thanks to @lesbianleaclark for her help!

#american girl #american girl dolls #american girls #beforever #nanea mitchell #lily suda #1941 #best friend dolls #best friend inspo #americangirlstar #mine

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princessjaqulinechess1031 · 3 years

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New OC Time

This time for M*A*S*H! (Do people even make M*A*S*H OCs? Is this fandom still alive?)

Name: Veronica Sanders

Nickname: Dixie; she speaks with a thick Southern accent

Age: 24-27

Hair: Light brown

Eyes: Green

Military Rank: Lieutenant

Love Interest: Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce

Friends: Margaret “Hot Lips” Holihan, BJ Hunnicutt, Father Francis Mulcahy, Maxwell “Max” Klinger, Walter “Radar” O’Reilly,

Enemies: Frank Burns

Strengths: Kind, determined, generous, intelligent,

Weakness: Naive, forgetful, stubborn, hot-headed

#m*a*s*h #mash oc #mash 4077 #mash

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florvinhara · 3 years

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my detectives (part 1)

kjahfjhsj i can have a little infodumping... as a treat... anyway this was originally gonna be 1 post but then i got carried away so part 1 in the series of me ranting abt my detectives!

Kira Isabella Song

Romances N, F, or M

Age: 25 at the start of book 1, currently 26

Birthday: February 7

Star sign: Aquarius sun, Taurus moon, Scorpio rising

Height: 5’7”

Hair: Short, ash blonde, a little longer than chin length

Eyes: dark brown

Race/ethnicity: Korean-American

Other appearance details: Several beauty marks on face and body. a few subtle scars on face/legs from falling out of trees, etc. fingers are callused from band practice and left hand fingers are a little crooked from being broken.

Languages: English, Spanish, a few basic phrases in some other languages

Stats:

Charming/Intimidating

Impulsive/Cautious

Sarcastic/Genuine

Friendly/Stoic

Easygoing/Stubborn

Heart/Mind (equal)

Optimist/Pessimist

Team player/Independent

Primary skills: Science & combat

Strengths: Trustworthy, strong, courageous, calm under pressure, compassionate, thorough, clever, good intuition, self-sufficient, sure of herself

Weaknesses: Petty, caustic, distrustful, secretive, lackadaisical, insubordinate, emotionally unintelligent, can be disdainful, uncommunicative, contrary

Personal:

overall body language is casual and unbothered, lowkey her posture is kind of yikes RIP but she has a very fluid way of moving

her voice is smooth and somewhat low in pitch, very even in tone

Loud and/or jumbled sounds sometimes overwhelm her; she usually has noise cancelling headphones with her just in case

Rebellious as a teenager; she started skipping school and getting into fights, did some graffiti and one time she stole a street sign that she may or may not still have

When she wasn’t breaking rules, etc. she was taking boxing lessons, chilling in the library, going on runs, or playing bass guitar in her band

Wanted to get out of Wayhaven as soon as possible after college but was arrested after she came back because she was selling fake IDs and stole a car; absolutely did not want to be law enforcement but Rebecca and the captain essentially made her

The deal was that she would work at the station for 5 years and if she did well/stayed out of trouble she could then quit- she's 3 years into it

deep down if she wasnt a detective she would want to be a paramedic

She shares a lot of mannerisms with Rebecca and they’re way more similar than she’d like to admit

Birds FREAK her out seriously; she’ll deny that she’s afraid of them but she’ll cross the street to get away from them, also hates crowded places and deep water

Scary resting face and has a habit of just... eerily staring at people who are bothering her until they get spooked, but she's not actually that angry or grouchy, she's really just Vibing u know? she's not gonna correct anyone's impression though or they might start like... Talking to her :/

Loves any book/movie/show with a secret society or spy element and stories about a Hero and their Journey, also loves angsty philosophy books; her favorite movies are cheesy but feel-good (The Mummy, Pacific Rim, anything with big CGI monsters)

Doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth but would kill someone for strong coffee; if she’s really tired you can catch her drinking it cold straight from the pot with a straw

Emo/pop punk teen and she definitely cried when MCR broke up, she also listens to a lot of Dixie Chicks, Johnny Cash, Dottie West, Patsy Cline, etc

She’s been drawing since she was a kid- mainly works with charcoal and sometimes pastels. her sketchbooks are like her diaries and she’s never shown them to Anyone Ever

In her spare time, she still plays some guitar, draws, or reads; her library is extensive because she keeps every book she’s ever read or intends to read (it’s one of the few things she’ll drop real money on)

Very tactile person and fussy about textures, she prefers ultra soft blankets/pillows and her bed is basically a nest

Practical, efficient, frugal- she doesn’t necessarily find joy in cooking or anything but she can do it well enough, quick showers, uses cheap soap/shampoo, cuts her own hair

Her hands get super dry/chapped in the winter and it hurts very much :(

Never yells; when she gets angry she’s very cold & will Not hold back; every word is designed to hurt bc she’s purposefully poking at things she knows are sore spots

At the start of the books, she’s kind of... sleepwalking through life? like, she was in a not-great place mentally for most of her teens and didn’t really have a plan for the future but law enforcement was definitely not it? She isn’t feeling super passionate about what she’s doing and it kind of sucks to not have joy in purpose :( luckily that’s changing and is gonna be a significant part of her journey through the series!

Her apartment is cluttered but clean and she knows where everything is, if someone moved one of her things she would not be able to find it and it would bother her until she located it

She’s not stubborn exactly? Like she’ll concede an argument if it’s not super important to her and has no problem with losing or backing down in many cases; she’s pretty open minded in that respect, but if something is central to her values then she will Die before she backs down

On that note she’s overall a very logical person but when it comes down to it she'll follow her heart/first instinct

Does not care about rules or procedures At All, she'll follow them if it suits her end goal but otherwise... nope

Lowkey she… did not care about the reveal? it was a surprise but not her first priority in the moment- she kind of already thought UB was sketchy and didn’t trust them, so mainly she was pissed off that Rebecca had sent them to babysit her instead of actually help solve the murders

Speaking of Rebecca their relationship is kind of yikes. Kira isn’t exactly mad that Rebecca was gone so often, but she does think that she kind of forfeited her parenting rights and was annoyed that Rebecca was interfering with her life; first by getting her on the force and then by dropping UB on her. So now it’s Very Awkward between them because Kira doesn’t want to be like… mean but honestly what is there to say?? They’re trying but neither of them like to share personal information so it’s rough

On the subject of sharing, she just… genuinely doesn’t like to open up. Like, it doesn’t come naturally and in her mind it’s just… nobody else’s business what she’s feeling/what’s going on in her life

Genuinely does not realize that people care about her unless they openly tell her lmao... sad hours but at this point in the story she honestly doesnt think that any of UB cares abt her beyond their job besides the one she's dating :(

"Everyone should be allowed to feel things and rely on the support of the people around them, their emotions are Valid. not me though, this is my personal problem and as such its dumb so i have to get over it alone"

Her primary love language is acts of service, she wants the people she loves to have everything they might need; she’s Soft and really just wants snuggles but also she does not want to address it out loud

Her way of asking for affection is to just... stand/sit there and occasionally glance at the person... hovers like a sad ghost until she gets a hug... literally like 🥺👉👈 sjdhdkn Clown girl

She’s sarcastic and makes a lot of snarky comments, but generally she’s pretty honest unless she doesn’t want to talk about something (in which case she’ll brush it off and deflect or change subjects) which is why it annoys her so much when people are willfully dishonest or conniving

Pretty adaptable and capable of rolling with the punches but she generally dislikes surprises and being the center of attention

genuinely she's pretty chill! and a Huge enabler of chaos as well, like unless it's specifically bothering her she's gonna let it happen and mostly she thinks it's pretty funny to watch from the sidelines

in short she's basically like a feral cat who stares suspiciously at everyone from a distance until they successfully pspspsps their way into her heart and then she would die for them <3 but if she's mad she will make direct eye contact while shoving glasses off the counter

ahdgsksg ok last one i swear she Cannot Sit Properly, always has to be some flavor of lounging or leaning or sitting twisted into a pretzel

#my eternal love for u if u made it thru this whole post <3 #lowkey these are gonna double as my writing notes which are currently scattered between 5 million notes on my phone #ANYWAY #twc

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miafic · 4 years

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MIA + RT Literary References

People have asked for these over the years, and I finally got a list together!

First is everything alphabetically, and second is chapter-by-chapter. If you have any questions, please let me know :)

Italics denote that an excerpt of the book is included.

Made In America:

Because of Winn-Dixie - Kate DiCamillo

The Catcher In the Rye - J. D. Salinger

The City of Ember - Jeanne DuPrau

Ender’s Game - Orson Scott Card

Fifty Shades of Grey - E. L. James

The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

James and the Giant Peach - Roald Dahl

Legend - Marie Lu

The Maze Runner - James Dashner

The Metamorphosis - Franz Kafka

Of Mice & Men - John Steinbeck

Slaughterhouse-Five - Kurt Vonnegut

Twilight - Stephenie Meyer

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Rising Tide:

A-C

An Abundance of Katherines - John Green

Allegiant - Veronica Roth

Anne Sexton: A Biography - Diane Wood Middlebrook

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Universe - Benjamin Alire Sáenz

The Art of Racing in the Rain - Garth Stein

Beautiful Darkness - Fabien Vehlmann and Kerascoët

Because of Winn-Dixie - Kate DiCamillo

Blankets - Craig Thompson

Brain on Fire - Susannah Cahalan

Breakage - Mary Oliver

Catching Fire - Suzanne Collins

Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs - Judi Barrett

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime - Mark Haddon

D-L

Diary of a Wimpy Kid - Jeff Kinney

Doctor Zhivago - Boris Pasternak

The Fault In Our Stars - John Green

Gone Girl - Gillian Flynn

Goodnight Moon - Margaret Wise Brown

Great Expectations - Charles Dickens

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

How I Go Into the Woods - Mary Oliver

Insurgent - Veronica Roth

King Lear - William Shakespeare

Let’s Explore Diabetes With Owls - David Sedaris

The Library Book - Tom Chapin and Michael Mark

Life of Pi - Yann Martel

The Lightning Thief - Rick Riordan

The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe - C. S. Lewis

Live - Anne Sexton

Looking For Alaska - John Green

M-O

Macbeth - William Shakespeare

Making Rumors: The Inside Story of the Classic Fleetwood Mac Album - Ken Caillat and Steve Stiefel

Matilda - Roald Dahl

Moby-Dick - Herman Melville

A Monster Calls - Patrick Ness

My Heart and Other Black Holes - Jasmine Warga

Of Mice & Men - John Steinbeck

A Midsummer Night’s Dream - William Shakespeare

Monster - Walter Dean Myers

The Night Circus - Erin Morganstern

The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton

P-Z

The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Stephen Chbosky

Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons - James Dean

Pete the Cat: I Love My White Shoes - James Dean

The Pillowcase - Annelyse Gelman

Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

A Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket

The Summer Day - Mary Oliver

The Tale of Despereaux - Kate DiCamillo

This Is Just to Say - William Carlos Williams

The Uses of Sorrow - Mary Oliver

When Death Comes - Mary Oliver

Wild Geese - Mary Oliver

Will Grayson, Will Grayson - John Green

Wonder - R. J. Palacio

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Made In America

Chapter 1 - Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut

Chapters 2 and 3 - Of Mice & Men by John Steinbeck

Chapter 4 - Of Mice & Men, The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom

Chapters 5 and 6 - N/A

Chapter 7 - The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Chapter 8 and 9 - N/A

Chapter 10 - The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Chapters 11 and 12 - The Five People You Meet In Heaven, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer

Chapter 13 - The Maze Runner by James Dashner, Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card, Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling

Chapter 14 - The Maze Runner, The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka (”God, no one else in this place knows who Gregor Samsa is.”)

Chapter 15 - N/A

Chapter 16 - The Maze Runner, The Catcher In the Rye by J. D. Salinger

Chapter 17 - The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Chapter 18 - The Maze Runner (And I added an indirect reference to Shakespeare’s Macbeth. See if you can find it!)

Chapter 19 - Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James, The Maze Runner, Because of Winn-Dixie by Kate DiCamillo

Chapter 20 - The City of Ember by Jeanne DuPrau

Chapter 21 - Twilight, Legend by Marie Lu, The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Chapter 22 - James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl, Harry Potter, Because of Winn-Dixie (“It’s a Littmus Lozenge.”)

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Rising Tide

Prologue - N/A

June - Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling, Of Mice & Men by John Steinbeck, King Lear by William Shakespeare

July - Beautiful Darkness by Fabien Vehlmann and Kerascoët, Blankets by Craig Thompson, Brain on Fire by Susannah Cahalan, Harry Potter, Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

August - Insurgent by Veronica Roth, Allegiant by Veronica Roth, The Fault In Our Stars by John Green

September - The Fault In Our Stars, Looking For Alaska by John Green, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime by Mark Haddon, Macbeth by William Shakespeare, The Fault In Our Stars

October - A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket, The Library Book by Tom Chapin and Michael Mark, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs by Judi Barrett, Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney

November I - Wild Geese by Mary Oliver, Breakage by Mary Oliver, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime

November II - Life of Pi by Yann Martel, The Tale of Despereaux by Kate DiCamillo

November III - Life of Pi, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime, The Tale of Despereaux, A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare

December - Monster by Walter Dean Myers, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown, Harry Potter, The Night Circus by Erin Morganstern, The Tale of Despereaux, Wonder by R. J. Palacio, Making Rumors: The Inside Story of the Classic Fleetwood Mac Album by Ken Caillat and Steve Stiefel, The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein

January - Harry Potter, Anne Sexton: A Biography by Diane Wood Middlebrook, Let’s Explore Diabetes With Owls by David Sedaris, Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins, The Art of Racing in the Rain, Live by Anne Sexton

February - The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan, The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

March I - Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, Moby-Dick by Herman Melville, The Uses of Sorrow by Mary Oliver, Because of Winn-Dixie by Kate DiCamillo, My Heart and Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga

March II - My Heart and Other Black Holes, The Pillowcase by Annelyse Gelman, Harry Potter, This Is Just to Say by William Carlos Williams

March III - The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis, Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak, A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness, The Summer Day by Mary Oliver, When Death Comes by Mary Oliver, Goodnight Moon

March IV - Aristotle and Dante Discover the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Because of Winn-Dixie

April - King Lear, The Outsiders by S. E. Hinton, The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins

May - Harry Potter, Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons by James Dean, Pete the Cat: I Love My White Shoes by James Dean

June - Looking For Alaska, Of Mice & Men

Epilogue - How I Go Into the Woods by Mary Oliver, Matilda by Roald Dahl

#books #mia #rt #reference

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