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abs0luteb4stard · 2 years
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W A T C H I N G
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shannaraisles · 10 months
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Apparently this needs to be said again.
The experience of oppression/racism in the United States of America is not the only experience of oppression/racism in the world. There are nuances in other countries that you cannot grasp, just as I cannot fully grasp the experiences you are having.
No one owes you the full recounting of their own experience to justify an artistic choice. If you don't like something, that does not give you the right to make a public comment drawing attention to it in such a way as will draw the ire of those "fans" who like to go looking for people to pile in on.
People are flawed, and surprisingly enough, that means that their fictional creations are also flawed. If the character you are reading isn't absolutely perfect in every way, that's a good thing.
But the main thing, my lovelies, is that your experience is not the universal experience, and your reaction to a piece of art is not the universal reaction to it. Please stop trying to tell artists of all mediums to conform to your narrow world view.
We would all be so much poorer without the diversity of global culture and experience available to us, shown through the lens of that same diversity.
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albatris · 2 years
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ohohoohohohohhohohoho
daydream drive home completely disconnected from reality plotting session
figured out the link between the ethels, reuben march and zeke's old mentor niamh and how they all tie in with each other plotwise and the answer was extremely obvious but nonetheless I'm delighted
also all three of these parties........ fuck 'em
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princemick-archive · 1 year
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tumblrs being a dick it wont let me scream at niamh
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intomusings · 4 months
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ೀ ﹒﹒  favorite   names   compilation    !
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- h : hera, hudson, hampton, heath, harlowe.
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- l : lysander, lanie, lorena, lawson, lux, ludo, lourdes.
- m : marla, marigold, maren, maeve, marlowe, miller, monet.
- n : neah, north, nola, nell, noel, nariah, niamh, nami.
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- x : xaverie, xylah, xiomara, xander.
- y : yves, yara.
- z : zephyr.
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inuyashaluver · 3 months
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Hi could you write something for Niamh Charles? In which she and y/n and Niamh say their first I Love you?
i love you - niamh charles
niamh charles x reader
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description: in which you and your girlfriend share your first ‘i love you’ to each other, the four times you both almost said it and the one you finally did
warnings: i don’t think there’s any?
a/n: hiya!! this request is so cute, hope you enjoy!!, thanks for the request, love ❤️
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you and your girlfriend, niamh have been compared to 2 little puppies absolutely smitten with each other. your teammates love to tease you and niamh for your mutual obsessions with one another.
you and niamh have always had feelings for one another and everyone knew it, ever since playing in the youth teams for england.
the two of you would shamelessly flirt with each other, the line between friendship and romance hazy and almost impossible to see. it was until niamh moved to your club, chelsea, which made your relationship blossom.
in the beginning stages of your relationship, both of you desperately want to say ‘i love you’ but don’t know if it’s appropriate.
[ you almost said it when niamh joined chelsea ]
you were stretching in the gym, facing sam and millie as you worked on your legs, chatting with them until you felt gentle hands on your hips while a pair of lips grazed your ear gently.
“hi, pretty girl” niamh whispers, you swore your heart momentarily stopped when you heard the familiar voice of the girl you think about almost everyday. you snap your head up to look at the owner of the warm hands squeezing your hips, both of your faces brighten when you lock eyes. “niamhy!” you wrap your arms around the girl and tackle her to the ground, niamh lets out a bright laugh when she feels you nuzzle into her neck as you hold onto her tightly.
millie and sam share mischievous grins while you hugged on the floor.
“what are you doing here?” you say breathlessly, moving off her to sit next to her. “here for you, obviously” niamh mocks, grabbing your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
you both have blown out pupils, wide grins and pink cheeks present on your features. “you’re stuck with me, babe” niamh winks, pulling you up by your hand and pulling you into another quick hug before letting go reluctantly.
you pair up for training, conversations and giggles coming easily. it was easy for both of you to recognise that this was an opportunity to take your relationship to the next step. and so, you invited niamh to dinner that night at your place, to which she instantly agreed.
frantically making your flat look perfect was extremely stressful. it was even more stressful for you to make yourself pretty for niamh, as well as preparing dinner. the thought of niamh charles being in your house when you’re finally ready to make a move had you extremely flustered.
the doorbell rings and you scramble towards it, taking a deep breath before opening the door to see niamh looking perfect with a bouquet of your favourite flowers with a sheepish grin on her face.
you instantly move forward to pull her into a tight embrace, “hi” you breathe out, her scent overwhelming you, making you completely hazy. “hi” she giggles, giving you a gentle squeeze before pulling back and handing you the flowers. “oh, niamhy, you didn’t have to do this” you smell the flowers and grab her hand to pull her inside. “yes i did, be quiet” she jokes, winking and closing the door behind her.
she takes in her surroundings as you find a vase for the flowers, your flat was a reflection of you and she loved it. you both engage in small talk while she walks towards a specific part of your flat that was decorated with photos, a specific one catching her eye. it was an individual film photo of her when you both went to the beach on camp years ago. her breath hitched to see a lot of the photos on the wall featured her in them and her heart soared.
“you look so pretty in this one” you say adoringly beside her, pointing at the photo she was looking at, catching her off guard completely. she looks down at you and swallows the lump in her throat. “you’re really pretty” she murmurs, her eyes glancing at your lips quickly before looking back into your eyes. you do the same before regretfully informing her that the food was ready.
you both ate on your couch and watched a movie, snuggled up together under a blanket. you could feel niamh moving closer to you every couple of minutes, feeling her thigh brush against yours.
you couldn’t take it anymore and paused the movie, facing her with a nervous expression. “you okay?” niamh asks genuinely concerned, grabbing your hand cautiously as she looks at you. “niamh” you breathe out, “i lo- like you, i can’t hold it in anymore” you rush out, looking down at your lap out of embarrassment at almost saying you love her so soon, hoping she didn’t catch it. niamh’s face immediately breaks out into a bright smile, placing a finger under your chin to direct your eyes to her, “i like you too, (y/n), a lot”,
niamh knew you better than anyone and knew you were about to tell her you loved her but she let it slide. you smile at niamh, eyes flooding with affection as you stare up at her. she glances down at your lips again and looks at your eyes again and you give her a nod as silent confirmation. she moves forward to place a sweet kiss on your lips, both of you move together in harmony, familiar yet foreign at the same time.
but somehow, it worked, both of you meeting in the middle and expressing all the pent up emotions in the kiss. she pulls away and rests her forehead against yours, both of you letting out a little breathless laugh in slight disbelief that this was finally happening.
when you both arrived to training for chelsea and england, everyone was elated that all the pining was finally over.
[ she almost said it when it snowed ]
it was snowing, niamh begged you to go outside to explore. in a short amount of time, the girl had slowly moved into your flat, the home becoming infused with bits of niamh with bits of you. “baby, please” the taller girl pleads, you were currently bundled up in bed while she lay on top of you over the top of the covers. her chin rested on your chest while she looked up at you. you card a hand through her hair and she hums at the contact, leaning into you.
“but it’s cold” you pout and she immediately moves up to kiss it away, proving to be quite successful as you smile immediately. “please” she’s hovering over you at this point, you look up at her and give up. “fine! come on, charlesy” you groan, she grins brightly and kisses all over your face, both of you giggling.
you both move to get dressed, you were dressed appropriately and niamh just wasn’t. it was genuinely freezing outside and she only wore a hoodie and a puffer. you shake your head when she excitedly runs to the front door to wait for you.
you notice she forgot her scarf so you stuff it into your puffer to see if she’ll remember.
“forgetting something?” you say cheekily, walking up to her with a mischievous grin. she narrows her eyes in confusion and moves to kiss your lips quickly. you laugh brightly and pinch her cheek affectionately, leaving her even more confused.
her face lights up when she sees the all the piled up snow, holding your hand excitedly and dragging you along. you can tell she’s cold, she looks at you and takes the end of your scarf and attempts to wrap it around your neck. both of you giggle when she pulls you closer as you share the scarf. you push her off you gently and she pouts. she watches as you pull her scarf out of your puffer and hold it up to her teasingly.
you stand on your tiptoes and wrap in around her neck, making sure it fully covers her. she watches you with wide, affectionate eyes as you pat her chest to indicate you were done. before you pull away, she pulls you into a hug and sways you gently side to side. pulling away to hold you at arms length while she looks into your eyes.
“i-” she wants to say ‘i love you’ but she stops herself, thinking it was too early and doubting herself. “thank you, baby” she kisses you quickly and you both walk in the snow with pink cheeks and noses.
[ you almost said at dinner ]
you were on camp for england, you and niamh unfortunately got separated for rooming situations, everyone planned it to see how long you and niamh would last without each other (you both knew nothing about this btw).
you were rooming with alessia while niamh was rooming with ella, when the rooms were announced, you and niamh looked at each other wordlessly and knew you could swap the rooms easily. it was the first night and you all decided to go out for a team dinner. you and alessia got ready and just as you were doing your final adjustments, a knock sounded on the door and you just knew it was your niamh.
you answered the door to your smiling, beautiful girlfriend, your cheeks burning when you see her. “well don’t you look beautiful” she beams, moving to grip your hips and kiss you gently, you smile at the contact and she walks you back into the room and closes it behind her while staying attached to you.
“listen, you guys are cute but please wait until i leave the room” alessia teases, “better be quick, russo, my girlfriend is looking a little too good right now,” niamh mocks, alessia’s eyes widen and she stumbles outside, you giggle in your girlfriend's arms as you hear alessia slam the door.
“she’s probably thinking the worst now” you whisper, as your girlfriend pulls you closer. “let her, baby” niamh winks, kissing your lips again, just when she’s about to deepen it, you push her chest gently. “dinner” you remind her breathlessly, giggling when she chases your lips for another kiss.
“mhm” she hums against you, pulling away with a slight scowl when you squeeze her bicep warningly. “don’t be pouty, i’ll kiss you later” you tease, pecking her cheek affectionately and running your hand over the skin of her arm.
she throws you a half-assed glare but interlaces your fingers to walk you to where the girls were waiting in the hotel lobby. “here’s our little lovebirds!” millie exclaims and the girls laugh and send kissy faces your way, niamh rolls her eyes at all the teasing and pulls you closer to her side.
when you got to the restaurant, niamh pulls you down to sit next to her, grinning at you when she sneakily pulls your chair to sit flush against hers, your thighs basically on top of hers at this point. she places a hand on your thigh as you share a menu, “what do you feel like, baby?” niamh questions, running her thumb over the skin of your thigh as you scan all the options, getting slightly overwhelmed by all the choices.
“i think i’ll just get this” you point at a random option and niamh raises her eyebrows, “are you sure?” you nod and she’s not convinced, so she orders something she knows you’ll like.
when the food got there, she could tell you didn’t want what you ordered and instantly swapped the plates, kissing your cheek when she placed the new plate of food in front of you while she ate yours. you look at her appreciatively, when she looked into your eyes you almost said it, ‘i love you’, but stopped yourself in the extremely public setting. “thank you, love” she smiles at you, kissing your lips quickly before nodding her head towards the food.
[ she kind of almost said it in bed ]
that night after dinner, she walked you to your room, both of you sitting on your bed while niamh looked at alessia challengingly. “just swap with me, lessi” niamh insisted, giving the girl an exaggerated pout as she clung to your body. it took her a full 20 minutes to convince alessia to swap rooms at the promise of paying for all alessia’s coffees for the remainder of the trip.
when niamh dashed off to her old room to retrieve your bags, she gave you an excited grin as you lay on your single bed. as soon as she got in, she dropped her bags and slotted her body on top of you, “finally” she hums, nuzzling her face into your chest. “wait, baby, don’t get too comfortable, let’s fix the room first” you giggle, niamh groans and rolls off you.
you both push the single beds together, doing your regular night routine together and immediately hopping back into bed. there was seemingly no point of pushing the beds together, niamh insisted you needed to be as close as possible, ending up on your side completely.
you fell asleep quickly on niamh’s chest, she draws random shapes on your back as you sink into her. she smiles as she takes in your appearance, you’re dressed in her clothes and cuddled up to her, her heart jolted when you slip your hands under her shirt to rest on the skin of her back. since you’re fast asleep, she ends the night how she always does when you fall asleep first. “i love you” she whispers, kissing the top of your head while she cuddles you, dozing off herself.
[ you both said it at the game ]
two days later, you’re both playing for england. niamh was starting and in the second half, you get subbed on. niamh smiles proudly when she sees you running towards the midfield, she throws you a wink before the play starts again.
the score was currently 1-1, a seemingly tight game for both sides. everyone was desperate to get ahead, trying to make as many opportunities as you could.
it was into extra time and the score hasn’t changed, everyone was getting restless and stressed. you were passed the ball from ella and see niamh nearing the goal, you pass to her and it connects effortlessly, niamh hitting it into the bottom left of the net. the crowd roars, niamh sprints to you, hoisting you up on her waist.
time seemed to slow at this moment, all you and niamh could focus on each other, she looks up at you breathlessly, “god! i love you!” she exclaims, you look at her in slight shock but break out into a wide grin, she smiles at you so lovingly, it has your heart beating out to your chest. “i love you too” you breathe out, the whistle had gone off and the girls pat you both on the back while niamh places you on the floor.
she traces her eyes all over your features, both of you with lovesick expressions as the girls move around you. she kept an arm on your waist the entire time shaking hands with the other team and doing your appreciation lap. as soon as it was done, she lifts you over her shoulder and runs into the change rooms, you laugh gleefully as you pass your teammates who were looking at you full on endearment.
she places you down before sitting in her cubby, tugging you down to sit in her lap as soon as she was sitting. “i love you” she cheeses out, kissing your cheek repeatedly, you giggle when she gets closer to your lips. you turn your head so she can kiss you properly, lasting for a couple seconds before you pull away and kiss the tip of her nose, “i love you” you grin, her smile growing impossibly bigger at your confident tone.
you celebrate with the team in the change rooms before making your way to the hotel again.
sitting on the bus, you were listening to music while scrolling mindlessly on your phone, pausing a couple times to take a photo with niamh. while you look through the photos, she takes out one of your earphones to whisper in your ear, “i love you” you look up at her with a flustered expression that she smiles at, loving when she could make you melt just with a whisper.
you pull her closer by tugging her hoodie strings, her ear now directly next to your mouth, “i love you” this time, your girlfriend has her own flustered expression, she smiles before hiding her face in the crook of your neck, an awkward position but you both didn’t care.
now, in present times, you and niamh say “i love you” pretty much in every sentence you say to each other. it comes so easily in conversation and you both needed to say it whenever you could.
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you know the drill - just pretend it’s you xx ily ellie
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niamhcharles17: when she shoves her phone in my face to watch a video but she’s cute and i love her
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yourname: it’s a game day necessity, baby
↳ niamhcharles17: you’re a game day necessity
↳ yourname: cheeky
alessiarusso99: are we watching my highlights?
↳ niamhcharles17: why would we watch your highlights?
↳ alessiarusso99: i would, what is it then?
↳ niamhcharles17: i’m not saying
↳ alessiarusso99: what! tell me!
↳ yourname: i make her watch this one couple edit of us when i gave her a BANGING assist :))
↳ alessiarusso99: you’re joking
↳ niamhcharles17: baby! why’d you tell her!
↳ yourname: i love you?
↳ naimhcharles17: thin ice.
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gunnerfc · 20 days
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Niamh Charles NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)
A: Aftercare
Niamh knows you so well that she knows that you want the same thing each time so she already has them ready when sex is over
B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)
Her favorite body part is her mouth, she loves how good she can make you feel
Her favorite body part of yours is your chest, she will spend time giving them both equal amounts of attention
C: Cum (anything to do with cum)
Niamh loves how you taste and would spend hours between your legs tasting you
D: Dirty Secret 
The idea of someone overhearing you turns her on
E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 
She’s experienced and way better than your last partner
F: Favorite Position 
Big fan of having you sit on her face
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)
Niamh is a mix of both serious and humorous most nights, but the humorous wears off as the night goes on
I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)
She’s so intimate with you most times unless she’s jealous then the intimacy comes after sex is done
J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 
If she’s jealous or just in a cocky mood, she’ll tell you to get yourself off and she’ll laugh when you get frustrated that it doesn’t feel as good as her
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 
Niamh enjoys degrading you in the bedroom which would shock anyone who knew the two of you because of how sweet she is with you outside of the bedroom
L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)
She’s biased toward your shared apartment but she does enjoy a quickie after a game in the showers
M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 
Seeing you on the pitch, playing very well because she knows the two of you will celebrate a good performance back at home
N: No (Something they wouldn't do)
She’s open to trying everything at least once as long as you want to try it too
O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)
Giving, 100%
P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 
Fast and rough if she’s using a strap but she takes her time if she is eating you out
Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 
They mainly only happen after games because she can’t wait to get her hands on you
R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 
She is!
S: Stamina (How many rounds) 
It changes each time but as long as you have multiple orgasms, she doesn’t really care
T: Toys 
She has a vibrator she uses to edge you when she’s feeling jealous or just wants to hear you beg and cry
She also has a strap that she loves fucking you with
U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)
She loves teasing you, hearing you whine turns her on
V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 
She’s not loud at all, you’re the loud one in the relationship
W: Wild Card (Random HC)
After winning a game, Niamh made you cum twice in the locker room showers and you had to keep a hand over your mouth because of how loud you can be
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It’s in the middle for the most part but she has her days when all she wants to do with you is fuck you
Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
You two usually fall asleep around the same, especially if you both had a long day
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beakybeakybeaky · 4 months
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I’m watching David’s video diaries from s2 of Doctor Who and @neil-gaiman was right. He does love being set on fire.
(Shoutout to the uploader on YouTube, which was not me).
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loafybreaddd · 10 months
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Did Ari or Niamh say anything about each other or Lydia and Cynthia's relationship during the TikTok Live?
Yess!! They had a seperate interview after the soc’s where they talked abt chemistry read, merely players, astrology, and lesbianism in the 1950’s, unfortunately they didn’t talk abt the coming out scene or the paper, since everyone tried to avoid spoilers as much as possible during the live:/
Idk how to share the vid in a way that doesn’t give personal info, other then via collect board lol so thats what im gonna do when i wake up tmr, if anyone has an idea as to how i can share all the interviews I’ve recorded in a more practical way pls tell me:)
Either way all the interviews r coming tmr<33
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defensivewall · 6 months
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NIAMH CHARLES & ZEĆIRA MUŠOVIĆ - Chelsea FC v Tottenham Hotspur - Barclays Women´s Super League - October 01, 2023
Photo by Harriet Lander
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hyacinthus-the-flower · 8 months
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So I know I haven't done something like this in a long long long time but I've been bored today and I came across @wervty 's picrew and could not resist making all the characters I like in the Simon Snow books by @rainbowrowell so here you are fellas :) (This is part 1) (Things in () are my notes on each character/ship lol)
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Simon (I killed so many things for you) Snow Salisbury and Tyrannus Basilton (I am hopelessly in love with him) Grimm-Pitch (OTP!!!!)
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(Queen) Penelope (Cute knees) Leigh Bunce and Shepard (From Omaha) Love
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Agatha (take my heart I'm a useless lesbian) Wellbelove and Niamh (Honestly, you can take my heart too) Brody
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Ebeneza (Angel, sweetheart, did not deserve it) Petty and Nicodemus (I only tolerate you cause you are Fiona's boyfriend) Petty
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Lady Ruth (Sweetest grandma alive) Salisbury and Jamie (You're a cool uncle) Salisbury
Part 2 coming soon!
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mercyfuls · 7 days
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⊠    ɪᴅ  .  .  .  ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ    ›› DOMNHALL MACRUAID ;
• fifty2 + cis man + he / him . • tactical agent ; on the payroll for thirty1 years . • agent merlin : probability perception .
mathematical  equations  scrawled  across  a  blackboard,  not  one  inch  free  of  chalk  ;  a  story  before  bedtime,  read  sitting  in  a  beanbag  chair  with  children  curled  on  either  side  ;   soft  singing  lulling  you  to  sleep,  a  promise  of  a  brighter  future  whispered  and  forgotten.
PERSONAL DETAILS ;
a. full name : domnhall alasdair macruaid b. preferred name : dom / domnhall c. aliases : none
d. age : fifty-two ( 52 ) e. date of birth : 5 october 1996 f. place of birth : glasgow, scotland
g. gender : cis man h. pronouns : he / him i. orientation : bisexual
j. hometown : glasgow, scotland k. current residence : apex city, united states
l. first language : english m. subsequent languages : scots gaelic, german, dutch
n. highest education : doctor of molecular and cellular medicine
EMPLOYMENT DETAILS ;
o. years employed : thirty-one ( 31 ) p. faction : tactical q. previous faction : biomedical r. codename : merlin
s. mutation : probability perception — the ability to view the probability of any particular outcome. t. strengths : mathematics, biology, strategy u. weaknesses : lack of empathy, ruthlessness, public speaking
FAMILIAL DETAILS ;
v. father : alasdair iain macruaid ( eighty-seven, retired surgeon ) w. mother : niamh o'neill ( eighty-four, retired history lecturer ) x. siblings : cormac eoin macruaid ( fifty-eight, aeronautical engineer ) ; aoife caitriona macruaid ( forty-nine, chemistry lecturer )
HISTORY ;
born in glasgow on a rainy afternoon, the second child of one of the glasgow royal infirmary's top surgeons, dom was a remarkably average baby. this averageness continued throughout his childhood, school marks just high enough to prevent his siblings taunting him, and extracurriculars — football & piano — only narrowly squeezed in to the family schedule between cormac's maths competitions, aoife's titration competitions and their parents' work.
things changed once dom started university. with aoife still in high school, and cormac having moved out to pursue his own career, there was less competition for their parents' attention, and fewer siblings to be compared to and found lacking. and dom had found something that genuinely interested him — medicine. though it was following in his father's footsteps, he did so at oxford, moving to england for his studies, and thus escaped the shadow of familial achievements.
dom was scouted while at university, a tactical agent recruited from the same faculty having visited to investigate whether there were any promising students. ( the answer to that question was obviously yes, because dom's here, isn't he ? ) it was his first year of the clinical portion of his undergraduate studies, and they saw something in him that they didn't see in others — maybe it was the way he handled patients, or his attitude towards dire situations, or something else entirely. dom doesn't know, and neither does anyone else, but the fact remains that he passed all the training as a junior agent with flying colours, moving to the role of a biomedical agent as soon as he had completed his doctorate.
he was part of the biomedical faction of mercy for fifteen years, something of a legend for his willingness to push the boundaries of what should be possible — all thanks to his mutation of probability perception. knowing what actions will and won't lead to worse outcomes is a very valuable skill in medical fields, particularly when working with an experimental drug such as solaris.
two years ago, dom was moved from the biomedical to the tactical faction of mercy. now, he uses his ability, along with those fifteen years of experience, to strategise and plan missions — as well as reviewing the work of his once-protegés, and investigating potential future recruits.
APPLICATION ;
⊠    ɪᴅ  .  .  .  ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ    ››    [    david  tennant    /      fifty2    /    cis  man    /    he/him    ]   mercy  headquarters  is  pleased  to  officially  introduce  DOMNHALL  MACRUAID.  they  have  been  apart  of  the  organization  for  thirty-one  years,  serving  as  A  TACTICAL  agent  and  has  been  assigned  the  codename  AGENT  MERLIN. it's  worth  noting  that  their  file  indicates  they  have  undergone  the  solaris  treatment  and  host  PROBABILITY  PERCEPTION.  according  to  our  dossier,  the  agent  exhibits  a  combination  of  JUDICIOUS  and  CALCULATING,  fitting  for  someone  reminiscent  of  mathematical  equations  scrawled  across  a  blackboard,  not  one  inch  free  of  chalk  ;  a  story  before  bedtime,  read  sitting  in  a  beanbag  chair  with  children  curled  on  either  side  ;  soft  singing  lulling  you  to  sleep,  a  promise  of  a  brighter  future  whispered  and  forgotten.  prior  to  embarking  on  any  mission,  the  find  solace  in  listening  to  the  song  “weather with you“  by  CROWDED  HOUSE.  (  thyme.  twenty1.  they/them.  aedt.  none  )
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princemick-archive · 2 years
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me reading my activity the last two days just seeing four of my closest friends/mutuals write the most cursed shit in my replies
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The Time That Passes By (2297 words) by Thiefbird Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Master and Commander - All Media Types, Aubrey-Maturin Series - Patrick O'Brian Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Stephen Maturin/ Characters: Stephen Maturin, Mona (Aubrey-Maturin Series), James Dillon, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Trans Stephen Maturin, Trans Male Character, 18th Century Gender Identity, deadnaming, Misgendering, Childhood Sweethearts, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Sexism, Period-Typical Transphobia, Period-Typical Surgical Practises, what happens when the author gets attached to a character mentioned twice in twenty-point-five books, and also reads more than two academic papers for research purposes, transmasc character written by transmasc author Series: Part 1 of So long lives this Summary:
Prequel to Too Hard A Knot, focusing on Stephen Maturin - née Sonia Niamh Maturin i Domonova - and his childhood friend and sweetheart, Mona O'Callahan, both in Ireland and Catalunya.
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healing from surgery and sketching @diirthara-ma​’s Niamh Surana 😌
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The 2010 Season: The Greatest Ride
(This is an old blog post from July 19th 2023)
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AKA: Niamh yaps about a random F1 advert from 2011. Here's a bit of a curveball.
My original plan for my second blog post (a deep dive of sorts into the mythic nature of being a Ferrari driver) has been momentarily put on hold to make way for whatever this will be. And I have yet to know what this will be or how it will turn out but stick with me, okay!
Some context first. Picture me at 11pm eating some Shreddies as a before-bed snack and finding things to watch on Youtube while I do (because eating without having a video to watch is a fate worse than death), when I come across a video titled "BBC F1 2011 INTRO". I'm instantly like "oh awesome, love me a bit of The Chain", thinking this would be similar to other F1 intros of the 2010s era.
(Try and tell me you can listen to that song without thinking of Formula One.)
I was wrong.
What I was witnessed to instead was enough to make me stop eating altogether. I put the spoon down. My Shreddies were left to drown in the milk but I didn't care, I was physically unable to move as a result of this video. It was a montage of various moments from the previous 2010 season (a beloved season to me), set amongst Hans Zimmer's iconic 'Time' from Inception and over the top was a poem narrated by Eddie Jordan.
"But Niamh, that sounds way more boring and normal than you made it out to be. Shreddies drowned for this?" I hear you say. You underestimate how much a bit of film soundtrack and spoken poetry can impact a girl. I was so impacted, in fact, that I was suddenly fully prepared to pause my planned blog post (which in all honestly I still have yet to find the inspiration for, so maybe this is a good thing!) and write this one instead. I have got to talk about some of these quotes and what they refer to. Think of this as a sort of 2010 season mini recap, but only the most dramatic moments.
Here is the video, by the way. I urge you to check it out.
https://youtu.be/k_hFOC42Qcw
Let's begin!
(A warning: this is all just going to be meaningless drivel from my brain. But you probably already knew that)
“It had charging snorting bulls in the ring tamed only by those two who rode them. Unable sometimes to tame themselves, unable to control their own beast within”
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Who doesn't love a metaphor? Obviously this refers to Sebastian and Mark at Red Bull and their tumultuous relationship that had started to develop by the second year of their partnership. Most people think mainly about 2013's Multi 21 incident when talking about the pair's most tense moment, but 2010 had its fair share of these too. Firstly, the wildly entertaining Turkish Grand Prix saw them collide after Seb attempts to overtake Mark on the inside. Due to the angle of Seb's car they made contact and he is sent spinning off into the gravel, with Mark managing to escape being stuck and continuing the race. This moment is so iconic, I think, because of Seb's reaction to it (watch it on Youtube if you haven't already, it's great) and the fact it was the catalyst for the downfall of their relationship. Not helped by the fact that three races later at Silverstone, an incident with Seb's front wing in final practice meant that the team replaced it with Mark's newly upgraded one. Seb then went on to take pole position in qualifying. As a result, talk about favouritism within the team arose. But that's a blog post for another day. Anyway, I love this quote and I think it sums them up perfectly; sometimes they really were unable to tame the beasts within. The way the shot moves from Seb laughing with Britta to Mark in the background looking all solemn and serious? Art.
“It had intrigue and inviting. It had a prancing horse and a rider asked to take a fall”
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It's quite easy to wax poetic when it comes to Ferrari, but I think this line is just so good. I love it when Ferrari is referred to as the 'prancing horse', there's something so elegant about it. The lineup for 2010 included newcomer Fernando Alonso and Felipe Massa, who had already been part of the team for a few seasons. The season before Felipe had undergone surgery due to an accident at the Hungarian Grand Prix, and understandably he had a slow return back to his usual form once the 2010 season began. As a result, by the German Grand Prix, Massa was 31 points behind Alonso and therefore not a championship contender. It was during the last few laps of this race that Massa was ahead of his teammate for a 1st place finish when he received a message from his race engineer Rob Smedley informing him that Alonso was faster. He quite literally said, ‘Fernando is faster than you, can you confirm that you understood the message?’. Felipe let his teammate through to take the 1st place trophy. Ferrari, despite claiming that the incident didn't involve illegal team orders, were fined $100,000 for the controversy. It didn't help that Smedley literally apologised to Massa after the original message... whoops. How many riders of the prancing horse have been asked to take the fall?
"It had those who would not lie down and told that they were not the chosen one."
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The term "chosen one" has so much weight to it, right? Obviously this line relates to Mark during his time opposite Seb at Red Bull. Mark frequently vocalised his feelings surrounding the apparent favouritism within the team despite their adamance that there was no such notion. The initial tension caused by the swapping of front wings at the British Grand Prix was soon diminished once Seb took a trip off track and received a puncture, meaning Mark was able to storm ahead and take the win. During his cool down lap he announced over the radio, "not too bad for a number two driver", referring to the idea that Sebastian was Red Bull's favourite. This wouldn't be the first time Mark brought the subject up in a public manner, so it's definitely true that he refused to lie down and accept what was happening. No matter how much they tried to deny it, Sebastian was always Red Bull's 'chosen one'. The chosen one hand picked personally to bring the team to the top after years of disappointing results. And that he did. But God, did Mark try his best!
"It had new and old; new faces, new machines, new blood. And an echo of the past, a name, a memory."
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One of the moments that genuinely gave me chills. The 2010 season brought with it five rookies, including Nico Hulkenberg and Karun Chandhok, as well as new teams. There were also new regulations regarding a ban on refuelling, a ban on double diffusers and a collective agreement not to use KERS. But despite the fresh faces and rule changes this season indeed brought several echos to the past. The 2010 season saw the return of a familiar name in Team Lotus, which hadn't taken part in F1 since the 1990s. Their livery even referenced the classic green and yellow colours of the original Lotus cars of the 60s. One of the rookies introduced this year was Bruno Senna, nephew of Ayrton Senna (who even raced for Lotus during his career). I remember while I was watching the 2010 Bahrain Grand Prix, Bruno's engine overheated and there was a shot of his eyes through his visor. Martin Brundle reacted to the shot by saying, "that scares me, that looks like Ayrton through the crash helmet when the visor is open... it stops me in my tracks." Despite his unremarkable rookie season, I'm sure he brought back a lot of memories for F1 personnel and fans alike. In a similar vain, 2010 was the year that 7-time world champion Michael Schumacher returned to the grid to drive for the also returning Mercedes GP team after retiring in 2006. 2010 was the year of throwbacks and nostalgia.
"It had the spectre at the feast; a falling god now reigning against his own mortality and risking that of others."
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Used to talk about Michael, this line was SO interesting to me. Firstly, the description of him as the 'spectre at the feast'. This phrase can be linked to a scene in Shakespeare's Macbeth where the ghost of murdered Banquo appears at a feast, and is used to refer to someone or something that brings misery or sadness to a happy or celebratory occasion. So why was this used in reference to Schumacher? Of course, the legend's return to the sport brought with it a lot of hope and anticipation that he would return to his former glory once he raced again. Nevertheless, Michael struggled to get good results in his first stint back. A new generation of cars and regulations, and a team which struggled to improve upon its previous success (Mercedes GP replaced 2009 constructor's champion Brawn GP), can't have made it easy for him. Thus commenced a season of misery and disappointment for those once hopeful fans. A so called "spectre at the feast". "A falling god reigning against his own mortality"; a god of the sport attempting to reestablish his former glory but unfortunate timing and circumstances meant he had to accept he was no longer untouchable. The last part of the line refers to Michael's sometimes aggressive driving style, specifically the incident at Hungary where he squeezed former teammate Rubens Barrichello against the wall of the pit lane while defending. The dangerous move was punished with a 10-place grid penalty the next race. People often claimed that while Michael never lost his ruthlessness, he had lost other aspects once apparent in his original F1 stint. Whoever came up with that line deserves a Nobel Peace Prize in literature.
And there we go. The 2010 season recapped in the words of whichever brilliant mastermind at the BBC F1 team came up with that poem, and a bit of my knowledge sprinkled in as its one of my favourite seasons. There's just something about art when it's combined with Formula One because the effects it has on a simple girl like me is groundbreaking. I eat it up every time! It turns simple car racing to something much more dramatic and emotional and interesting and I value every person who creates art dedicated to F1.
Please never stop.
Anyway. That was really long and probably quite boring, but I had so much fun writing it. I love talking about old seasons and I'll probably do it again in other posts. I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!
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