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chapter 1 : Another privateer: Nikolai Lantsov x fem!reader

A/N: I'm having so much fun writing this. So much that chapter 2 may be coming faster than expected 😊 😊 😊

CHAPTER 1 : ORIGINS

Y/N Y/L/N was a Grisha. An Inferni, to be precise. Raised in the small palace but never adjusting properly to the royal life. She was not like Zoya, proud, confident and more queen-like than an actual queen. She was not like Genya, careful, gentle and quiet (even if that came with a bit of cunning). Or like Nadya with all her positive attitude and calmness.

No.

Y/N was someone you would call a trouble maker.

More often than not her kefta was disheveled, torn or dirtied, her hair messy, her face reddened, eyes glistening. She was the kid who was running through the palace corridors, fooling around, teasing and playing pranks on everyone else. Not listening to her Inferni teachers, skipping classes and causing havoc. All those rules and limitations that she was so swiftly finagling were boring and confining and she could not deal with them. She did not want to deal with them. She did not want to relent.

However, such vivid expression of emotions and god, forbid – fun -was unacceptable.

Especially from a kid.

Especially from an Inferni, who dealt with the most dangerous and unpredictable element.

And especially from a legacy as her father used to call her, even if the sound of the word made her sick to the stomach. Much to her resentment Y/N came from a long line of merited, noble house and what was expected of her had little to do with joy. Her father was the personal advisor of the king so her family was always close to the royals and that meant attending banquets, balls, playing the role of someone she was not. And someone who she did not wish to be. A lady.

She had obligations, duties and strict agenda and it was weighting her down.

“Sit still!” her mother scoffed her during another preparation for another royal dinner. “You have to act like a girl and look like one, not a tatterdemalion.”

She never complied with any rules.

One day, when it all became too much, she used her skills to set the curtains in one of the classes on fire and run away from, as far as possible. And that’s how she found herself in the presence of second son, prince Nikolai Lantsov. Of course she knew who he was when full of anger, with fierce face expression run into the forest surrounding the palace, ready to burn it to the ground. Of course she remembered that a prince should be treated with respect. She clearly recollected all the bow in his presence, act coy and cautiously, be gentle….. Saints! Even the memory made her roll her eyes and she could not care less. As for the prince he took one glance at her messy figure and literal fire in her eyes made him gasp in awe on the inside and smirk characteristically on the outside. He remembered that girl.

“Hard day?”

“You have no idea.” She muttered flopping onto the ground with a heavy groan.

“I actually think I do. You know, I am the prince after all.” Silent emphasis on the title did not slip by her.

“Oh I’m sorry, moi tsarevich.” She immediately jumped to her feet and bowed in the funniest way he had ever seen, almost tripping over her own feet “forgive me for my audacity. Will you grant me the honor of resting on the ground in your presence?”

“You’re something different, aren’t you?” he looked at her carefully with sparks in his eyes “not like the other Grishas here?”

“Whatever that may mean, I guess not.” She shrugged “Whatever, but my parents would probably disinherit me if they knew how I’m addressing the prince at the moment.”

“Good thing the prince appreciates your honest attitude.” He laughed whole-heartedly and all the tension in her shoulders disappeared just because of that sound. Apparently he was something else than what was presented to people as well.

“Does he?” she raised an eyebrow “I thought him to be the one greedy for blarney and cocky.”

“Can you blame me? I mean look at that handsome face.” Nikolai grinned and that earned him a chuckle from her “Someone’s feeling better, I see. I know, I know, my sense of humor is impeccable.”

“Cocky it is” she nodded to herself.

“True, I don’t mind a good praise. But I’m bored with pretenses and restrictions. I can’t really do much of what I want in the palace and that is just…..”

“Infuriating?”

“Yeah…..” He glanced at her once again but this time it was like he really saw her “I’m Nikolai. Not a prince, not a tsarevich, not a royal.”

“Bet you say that to all the girls you flirt.” Y/N spat, but deep inside started to wonder if he really was on a fist name basis with every girl Grisha in the palace. Given his direct approach to the matter that truly was something to wonder about. And it made her feel ….. weird. Saints! She barely met him and he managed to spark something with all the attention focused on her. Probably the first person she met who did not considered her a menace.

“Careful there.” he warned playfully “You got yourself in good terms with me and if you want to keep being yourself you’re gonna need someone to look after you. Guess that’s gonna be me.”

“Look after? Really? I’m not some stray cat who needs protecting. Besides, I’ve been doing fine till now.”

“How about the turn fine into amazing?” he smiled and she could not help reciprocating. “come on, look me in the face and tell me that does not sound promising.”

“I’m Y/N.” she laughed unable to do what he asked but not wishing to say it straight away “Want to make some mess?”

***

From that day they became friends, but kept it in secret, stealing all the little moments together. No one knew. For three years. And it all came out because of Zoya and her scheming.

***

There were probably better ways of meeting than sneaking out in the middle of night to that one spot in the forest, but both Y/N and Nikolai had some flair for dramatics. He was a prince trained in sword fights and combat and she was an Inferni, what was the worst thing that could have happened , right? Besides, the palace and adjoining grounds were a safe place, right?

“Nik! You came!” Y/n emerged from behind the trees immediately spotting her best buddy, already there, waiting for her. Honestly, she felt relieved when he showed up first. Nikolai has been acting strange for the last couple of weeks, avoiding her, defending himself with all the duties. Well, as if she didn’t have things to do! Between being Grisha and training and her obligations towards father and the crown, she really had to cut down on sleep and rest to tear time for him. But it was important. Maybe it was more important for her than for him. And all that’s been happening got her mind spinning and well, worrying.

“Missed me that much?” he smirked observing her coming closer, her coat disheveled, hair messed, as usual since some things never changed, even after years.

“Pf! You wish.”

“And what if I do?” that mocking expression disappeared from his face, replaced by seriousness and care.

“I bet you say that to all the girls…..” she laughed, trying her best to defuse the tension. Even though the Inferni were the Grishas who could not start a fire out of nothing, at that moment she swore she could make a flame from all the feelings inside.

“No. No I don’t” he took her hand in his, caressing it gently and intertwining their fingers. Her small hand aligning so well with his.

“What are you doing?” as much as she wanted to turn around and run away that simple gesture as holding hands got her absolutely frozen in place. Rooted to the ground.

“Dazzling you with my charm?” his other hand travelled up to cup her cheek.

“It doesn’t work on me.” She opposed, eyes widening in shock, breath hitched in anticipation of what was coming.

“Too bad.” he leaned forward, but before their lips met pulled away leaving her absolutely confused.

She frowned but the teasing smirk on his face told her everything she had to know.

“Told you” Y/N shrugged “it’s not working. Bet you know it as well since you backed down on your own.”

“I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.” He spat back.

“Mhm. Sure. Whatever game you were playing here, tsarevich, you lost. Bet you don’t like that, do you?”

“How was your day, fireball? „he let go of her completely, sitting on the tree trunk and patting the spot next to him invitingly “Managed to fry any dummy of an opponent?”

“Many. But you know, the night is still young, I got a chance to add another one to the list.”

“Got your mind on anyone in particular?”

“Maybe. Not that it’s of your concern. How was your day, prince?” she was trying, but could not hide that annoyed tone and he knew well enough that if it came to calling him with official titles it was serious. Good. At least now he knew what feeling she was hiding inside. Not that he was going to take it easy on her. “did you managed to charm anyone? Your brother, perhaps?”

“Don’t even get me started on that…..”

***

Ever since that almost-kiss in the forest something has changed between them and it was hard to determine whether it was a good or a bad shift. There was a lot more teasing than usual and that giving the fact, Nikolai were a natural at that. But now, when he saw her in the palace or in the ground or in the library he was always approaching her, commenting on her fighting skills and technique, even in the presence of other Grishas. On top of being known as the most unruly person in the Little Palace, now the rumors considering her relationship with prince has started. Oh, Nikolai just loved to make her life harder than it had to be and she had enough, ready to confront him and tell him off.

Right at the moment.

But when she ditched her Inferni practice (again) and was on her way to the royal wing of the palace, unexpected appearance of her father put her off the stride.

“Y/N” he smiled in a predatory manner, putting arm on her shoulders and walking her away from destination “I’ve got good news. Our family has been invited to the banquet. You included.”

“What? No. No way. I’m not….”

“You are going, I won’t hear a word about it. And you will behave.”

“but….” She squirmed. The grip on her was hard and hurt to the point when some tears showed in her eyes. And of course that was the moment Nikolai chose to show up. Just one glance at her face was enough for him to take action, she did not wish for.

“Lord f/l/n.” he spoke in the most royal tone he could.

“moi tsarevich.”

“Y/N” Nik turned his gaze on her, but she did not say and only another press on the shoulders made her mutter some sort of greeting “I think there’s no need to keep your daughter a prisoner, lord f/l/n. Whatever she may have done we have other sort of punishments in the palace.”

“Of course.” with such words she was able to breathe normally again “this one’s a challenge. Refused ‘to attend the …..”

“I know. “Nik smirked “but I really hope to see you tonight, Y/n”

“Tonight?! What do you mean tonight!?” she cried out “I need like a week of mental preparations for that!”

“No, you don’t” both men said in unison, each with different tone.

Yes, she was forced to attend.

to be continued

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crepesuzette2023 · 2 months

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Any recs for weird Mclennon fics ? I know “weird” means something different for every person but just like any unusual story lines or something that made you pause while reading. ( that includes weird sex as well ) hope this made sense

In this house, weird is a compliment!

Thank you, that's a wonderful ask. As you rightly pointed out, weird is different for every person—but here are some favorites of mine that, I think, match your description. As always, I hope you find something here you like.

The Cum Jar (Anonymous). John and Paul are such loving parents. (Hands off Dick James.)

Birney (bookofapril). Paul McCartney/Paul McCartney.

Macabre (@dovetailjoints). Lennon and McCartney share everything.

Sunset Kiss in the Desert Wind (@skylikeaflame): Weird (and hot!) story based on the Mullet Wings Paul is the sad guy at the Home Depot paint counter meme. This is perhaps one of my favorite things.

Some Girls Will Make You Shiver (@eveepe): John and Paul aren't girls, but make love as girls. The gender bending isn't the weird thing; it's how much they stay the same.

Staying with the gender bending but switching to a different tone: a great threat (@pauls1967moustache). Paul and Yoko as powerful female artists competing for John's...let's say aura. The longer I think about it the more I think that this is among the most truthful portrayals of Paul & Yoko I know.

A thrill a moment (harmonising). The Bailey Shoot. Every time I read this, I discover something new, and every time I read this, I feel I'm missing something. That is weird. Just yesterday it hit me that this is how John feels in the story about Paul. A sense of relentless curiosity and mental disintegration, of things slipping and falling into place at the right moment. Can't afford to miss a word of this.

archangel (endcoda_). 1967 Paul thinks he's possessed by the devil.

Paul McCartney/Stuart Sutcliffe is weird by definition. I loved repeat rec The Bass Lesson (@aquarianshift) and Be It Fahrenheit or Centigrade (@dailyhowl).

Open Heart (@revollver). Paul changes into a Vampire. John and Paul remain John and Paul—with a satisfying twist in the end.

Under Both his Thumbs (@idontwanttospoiltheparty). John introduces Paul to Julia for the first time, and they write the song "Suicide." The two POV's live next to each other like harmonies in a song. I loved the description of Julia at the center, and the 1969 echoes of the song.

ageless children, animal sweat (eyeball2eyeball). John, Hamburg, Paul, lashes, absent sanity and throbbing horny energy paired with undiminished powers of cutting wit.

Dawn Patrol (@scurator). Maybe I only find this weird because I'm not British (my weirdness, sad to report, is of the German variety), but I read this with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth, like a mesmerized child. Paul and John have sex as Biggles and Algernon.

For though they may be parted (@downtothe-lastdrop). The Tension™ during the Let It Be /Get Back Sessions is being dealt with by introducing the memory erasure from Severance.

A taste of honey (@muzaktomyears): John and Paul fuck and talk about women; things escalate in an excellent way from there.

baby, it's all relative (verse) (@pauls1967moustache). Daddy kink and foot fetish. The weird thing about this is that it's written from John's POV, and he's the quote unquote sane one.

kissing the blarney (@zilabee). The history of the Beatles, in which Paul is the Blarney Stone.

Just for tonight (strwbryfeels). Paul is randy and his hands aren't enough, so he starts humping a pillow, with John and Ringo right there. Crisp white hotel linen will never be the same. Weirdly hot and sweet!

Why Buy the Cow (RedheadAmongWolves): John and Paul from the perspective of...the milk man.

Strings (deux_lunes): An unusual way of telling the John/Paul story.

Odontotos (bookofapril): Paul refuses to let John go after death. I thought I knew where this one was going a couple of times, and I was wrong every time.

The Jane Gives an Interview Series (@ilovedig). Not unfinished, but open ended. Inspired by Jane Asher pointedly not mentioning Paul in an interview; a thought experiment of Paul reacting to the snub, placing him in a relationship with the different men in his life.

#asks #weird fic recs #fic recs #mclennon #mclennon fanfiction #fanfiction #beatles fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

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speakingofnature · 2 months

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Eurasian Jackdaw

The medieval Blarney Castle near Cork, Ireland no longer houses people, but its walls continue to provide shelter and homes for the ever-present Jackdaws.

#Eurasian Jackdaw #nature

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sleeper9 · 3 months

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Do u have any longer Beatles fics you recommend? (J/p preferred)

WOW I never get asks I’m so excited to answer! I feel like I’m not gonna say anything that’s too surprising but I’ll try my best! You’re also in luck cause I love long ones myself

My absolute favorite right now is the I Need You Darlin ! I’m literally Re-reading it again and I just reread it like 2 months ago. I love it I wanna live in that story. abo

One of my absolute favorite is kissing the blarney it’s so so so sweet and chefs kiss 😘 … it just made me feel all kinds of sweet pain

Next would be the very iconic The Birthday Party . I just absolutely adore this one I’ve read it like 5 times. Just very very funny and angsty and good. The Jumper should also be read if you haven’t cause it’s equally fun and iconic though shorter.

A kind of another short long one is Sunday Driver . Wonderful wonderful tension and angst. John and Paul at a party at Tara Brownes house.

Now if you want a REALLY long one then you’d have to go for the absolutely epic Wednesday Evening Salons series! Technically it doesn’t “end” but considering it’s like over a million words long??? Eh it’s worth it. It covers a LOT of time. It’s probably one of the first mclennon fics I ever read and it had a huge impact on me. I can’t say it’s like the best one to exist but it’s a old classic. I’m pretty sure it took me like 2 months to read. Also Johns written pretty real by which I mean crazy. I like it because it’s realistic. although probably Paul is written a little too nicely.

Boy you’ve been a naughty girl ; iconique, I love in this fandom there’s so much blending and melding of gender and gender roles, it’s very very … good.

I just read On Our Way Back Home. I think probably another staple? Idk. I was pretty engrossed in it… 👍🏼 Paul time travels and has a second chance with John

I also recently read this one off to get nowhere it’s very cute once they get together but also it was not finished 😔. RIP fic

I’ve done art for well how did I get here so obviously I must include that ! Another time travel conscience travel but it’s John to his future.

Some rapid fire ones under the cut

I’m looking at my history and here’s some other random ones I’ve read: Arrow Through Me , Our Version of Events (cute, giddy at John reading fanfic), I can only speak my mind (dumb Paul doesn’t understand feelings, love that), brother dearest , build a ladder to the stars (there’s something about this trans John that somehow reminds me of the John from I need you darlin, anyway I liked it) and For Auld Lang Syne (another tense party!)

There’s also so many I have saved to read I’m only starting to get in to the fanfiction world myself these last few months but I really tried my best!

#personal #asks #fanfic #rec

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its-a-rat-trap · 6 days

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(via @/boomtownratsofficial on instagram)

The Boomtown Rats

BOOMING GOOD!

"The Boomtown Rats are 1977 pop," quoted lead singer Bob Geldof, (left), in one of the band's early press releases. He was right! Now, two years later, the band have improved with age and are ready to conquer the world. At present, they're just finishing off their massive tour of America where they've been proving to folks that Ireland doesn't just produce leprechauns!

If you've seen the Rats on television, you'll understand why singer Geldof is known as the group's 'spokesman'. In fact, he's rarely seen with his mouth shut! But then, Bob's always been used to getting his own way and letting his words convince people that he knows best.

"When I was a kid back home, I used to have this treehouse in the back garden. My mates and I would spend lots of time up there, but our main occupation would be getting all the little girls to come up and play," confessed the Rat.

"In Ireland in those days, bubblegum was hard to come by, as it was a new product on the market. But my dad used to be able to get me huge supplies of the stuff on his travels as a salesman. So I'd use the bubble gum to tempt the girls into my tree!"

And where has Bob inherited all his Irish blarney from? His dad, Bob Geldof Senior.

"All our folks just love the success the Rats have had. My dad now keeps getting mail addressed to him to pass on to me. One time someone wrote asking for a signed pic of Bob Geldof. So dad played a smart one. He dug out a photo of himself in his youth, all browned with age (the photo, not dad!), signed the back with love and kisses, and posted it! But he did attach a little note to say, 'Think it's my son, Bob Junior, you were wanting a photo of.'"

In fact, all the Rats' families are keen followers of the group. And drummer Simon Crowe's granny lives next door to guitarist Gerry Cott's parents.

"Gran used to have her radio on all the time listening out for our records to be played," explained Simon. "If one would come on, she'd start rapping really hard on the adjoining wall to Gerry's parents to let them know to turn on the radio!" Keeping it in the family extends to the group itself, too. Pete Briquette and Johnnie Fingers are cousins.

It's amazing when you find out that the boys in The Rats hadn't played seriously with any other groups before joining up to form the Boomtowns.

"I used to be a freelance writer for a rock paper… their Dublin correspondent, no less!" explained Bob. "About the time the punk boom was beginning, we used to occasionally get the bands coming to Ireland to play. One time, we all went to see Eddie And The Hot Rods. Anyway, not one of us was very impressed with them. We though [sic] 'Well, if they can do it then so can we.' So we went out and got ourselves together as a band!"

Together with their manager, Fachtna O'Kelly, another old friend, they set out to conquer London's record companies with their demotapes. The Rats didn't have far to search as everybody was soon vying with each other to sign them. The Rats were also lucky that their first major tour in England was as support to American punk heroes, The Ramones. Another first major concert they played was as support to Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers at London's famous Rainbow Theatre. Press reports after that gig said that the Rats 'stole the show'. The whole band next moved to a house by Whipsnade Zoo, which they all still share when they're not on tour around the world.

If anyone should ask 'Has success changed the Boomtown Rats?' then the answer would be 'Johnnie Fingers still walks around in pyjamas and Bob Geldof is even more talkative than ever!' The group have always said that they're a band out to conquer people everywhere and they've always classed their music as pop. They admit they don't mind doing anything to get some publicity, from the time they drove down the Dublin streets in an open truck, loud music playing, getting arrested in the bargain, to Bob doing photo sessions that call for him to pose with girls for covers of teenage magazines. Or even to bend backwards and hang his head upside-down so the photographer could snap him, mouth agape and tongue hanging out! Yep, there's nothing they won't do if you ask 'em nicely.

And now they've conquered America! They've been knocking 'em in the aisles Stateside with all the old favourites like Rat Trap (their 'anthem' now after its terrific success in Britain last year), Like Clockwork, Do The Rat and all the others.

It would be nice to have a new single from them here, though, wouldn't it? Apparently, one was planned for this spring, but America beckoned, and there wasn't time to produce it - and the boyos weren't too keen on the alternative, lifting another track from Tonic For The Troops.

So for all you Rat fans - keep hoping!

#the boomtown rats #boomtown rats #bob geldof #pete briquette #simon crowe #garry roberts #johnnie fingers #gerry cott #ratsofficial #rats

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cryptid-killjoy · 9 months

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After a lovely evening with his husband, lovely. Lovely. Flotsam's mind started to realize a part of them was always Valerie and just like parts of Flo remained in Val, Val's manner of speech/thinking was still in Flo. He did. He had a god damn lovely evening with his husband before packing for Ireland. Now he remembered why he missed having a dick though. How lucky was he to experience his handsome husband every way possible?

He woke in a good mood. Even going back to bottle mode didn't feel as intense as it did the first time now that he'd gotten to switch back and forth. There was a safe feeling in knowing all he had to do was take off the necklace if Valerie really needed to. All Flo's little secret fears and true wishes were out of the bag so to say and Thomas and his wolf helped put Flo at ease there too. Halloweening was on the list of to dos. So Flo wasn't freaking out. Everything was going to be okay no matter where in the world they were. He still wanted to get away after all he'd learned of himself in the middle of what else had been stressing him. So he was back to escapism mode with the vacation wanting to get away, but really, it wasn't so heavy anymore. Thomas was still being the fix it guy for him and all it took was a conversation he never wanted to have.

The first thing Flotsam did was start to write a list of things he wanted to do before leaving Ireland. Order mattered not. He found the basics, as far as basics go for him. He isn't the sort to want to tour every damn castle in Ireland or anywhere else in Europe. But, Blarney Castle he'd go for.

"Babe. So fair warning. I'm taking the kids to carry out their first felony. We will accomplish a family heist at the Blarney Castle and steal plants from the Poison Garden. Goals. I have them."

Go to Blarney Castle

Kiss the Blarney stone

Steal plants from the Poison Garden

The Northern Lights

See The Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Grand Opera House in Belfast ((because it has to be fate that's playing while they're there))

The National Leprechaun Museum

Titanic Museum

Goals indeed. "Northern lights. Pretty sure there's somewhere in Ireland you can see them. I so wished you were there when I got to go to Alaska. I wished it the whole time we were staring at the sky. Not that I told anyone this back then because I was still in young crush me who refuses to tell anyone I like you in that wayish. But, we can see them in Ireland too. Even better. Your green world. Meant to be. Has to happen."

He was googling things on their way there, in parking lots, in lines, sitting around waiting for flights, all those boring moments he took his moment to play tourist. He spoke as they were on their way to the rental.

"Rocky Horror is playing at the Grand Opera House. Feels like an authentic Irish experience to me." He laughed having a hard time picturing Rocky Horror being done with Irish accents and couldn't help not smiling. "Leprechaun museum for cheesy pictures with the kids and Titanic Museum for morbid pictures of us having fun taking end of ship movie photos at what's essentially a memorial of dead people's things drudged up from bottom of the ocean, Captain. Gotta love capitalism." He said with his own cheesy grin.

He grinned over at him when he called him Captain remembering their date on the boat. He really liked that. "We should buy a boat. Also this is the last trip without Pippin. I'm getting her a damn plane for real. The one I would have ended up getting Chip. I halted on that because of his zombie-thing worried that maybe he shouldn't be flying around after all wings or not. But, Pip's still clear headed. If anything they can fly together and she can take over if he zombies out."

They were building an air strip out in Nola. It's all Feral now. They were probably never going back any how. Time to consider where to keep a private plane elsewhere.

When they finally pulled into the rental and Flotsam got to see where his escape was going to be he smiled. It felt like something Thomas would pick.

"Look at you giving us the real deal experience, Cap. This is so great. Perfect for all of us." He kept picturing him with the sea behind him. Something kept making his mind go back to that date. He remembered how Thomas looked with the blue waves of adventure behind him. But, he really did like the privacy there. With the triplets he liked their own space. He'd accept the maid service for the time being. Flo's one of those people who would rather do something himself than have people near him sometimes. So, it would be no wonder if he ever called them off or put a do not disturb on the property as a whole because fuck people. No maid outfit required for Thomas. It would probably weird Flo out if he did.

"Oh, you know what else I want to do at some point? Go to the rebel poet's pub. James Clarence Mangan. I don't know the name of it. But, I know it's in Ireland. I'll find it if I look it up. But, I heard he haunts a pub in Ireland. I'm going to find out if it's true." Leave it to Flotsam to want to go get autographs of dead celebrities, not live ones. "Maybe Leap Castle, but only because I know it's like one of the hauntedier ones and I would love to see the murder hole, but really. I don't need to see every castle in Ireland, ya feel me?"

Then right as he said ya feel me as he walking through the quaint style cottage of neutral colors he spotted the prize winner of the property. The ocean.

"Oh!"

It was ocean front property. Flotsam started to glow. He didn't need River's inner physical glow to see this beaming straight from the inside out. He stopped yick yacking and his whole face lit up.

"Oh my fucking a-hole. Look at that. Look what you did. We are sitting next to the ocean. Like... on purpose. We can just walk outside and it's... it's right there." He pointed out at it over top of the stroller he'd been pushing. "Right there." He jumped enough to where both feet came off the floor and knees rose waist high. His feet in those heavy kicks stamped back down. "Right there, Thomas. It's right there. Real ocean."

They didn't have to get into a car and drive there first, get the car and go home after, consider the light of day, or night, length of travel back for drying off, cleaning up, anything that beach brings on. It wasn't a lake shore. It wasn't a river's shore like on the old Mississippi. It wasn't a swamp. It was a real life ocean shore.

"Right. There." He kept pointing.

#flotsamxthomas

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nancypullen · 7 months

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Ireland, Part Two

Okay, trying again. The wi-fi here is great, but Tumblr is misbehaving. I'll roll the dice. I left you at Rock of Cashel. It was stunning. From there we drove through beautiful countryside,

until we reached Barney Castle. Hands down, my favorite castle so far. There is magic afoot at Blarney Castle. No, we didn't pay to hang upside down and kiss the rock. I already talk enough, and Mickey just doesn't care. The gift of gab is not needed at our house. We did however roam the castle and the absolutely gorgeous grounds.

It's gorgeous from every side.

Wandering the woods around the castle was an adventure in itself, caves, waterfalls, "wishing steps", Druids Circle, and of course, a spot to leave offerings for the fairies. We left a coin.

The castle rooms were mostly empty, with signs letting us know what they'd been used for. This dungeons were spooky.

I loved every minute that we spent at Blarney Castle. It was special.

Back in the car and my hero got us safely to Killorglin where our Air BnB is located.

This is our base for exploring the Ring of Kerry and Dingle Peninsula. We have the cutest apartment, right in the center of town, surrounded by shops, pubs, and restaurants. This is what we see when we step out of our front door.

It's got everything we need, a full kitchen, comfy bed, hot shower, and it's quiet at night. Lovely. I'll share pic when I get home. I won't take up valuable post space with apartment photos.

After two days of beautiful weather, the reliable Irish rain moved in. Today was windy and rainy, but still such fun. We headed to Killarney, Ross Castle, Killarney National Park (think waterfalls and incredible views).

Ross Castle...

On a clear day you'd see the lake and mountains beyond.

Not gonna' lie, if I never climb another set of castle stairs I'll be fine. The rain eventually passed and we even got a rainbow.

We were back in Killorglin for a warm dinner (Mickey is hooked on Irish beef and Yorkshire pudding) and a relaxing evening. This little summary doesn't do anything justice, but it's a placeholder until I can get home and share the best of everything. My pictures lack the power of Mickey's beautiful shots, so I'll get my hands on those eventually. Tomorrow is more Ring of Kerry exploring, Saturday is Dingle Peninsula, and I'm excited to see it ALL. I'll be back to share more. Sending out loads of love. Stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy

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prosopopeya · 4 months

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2023 meme!

it's time

1. What did you do in 2023 that you’d never done before?

went to ireland.

got married again to the same person in ireland. (we finally had our originally planned ireland elopement.)

went to physical therapy

went to the gym and lifted weights (unrelated to the physical therapy)

took my husband to the er

saw death cab for cutie and postal service in concert!!

2. Did you keep your New Years’ resolutions and will you make more for next year? i don't like to make those so probably not. and also no.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? no

4. Did anyone close to you die? jon's aunt passed away, which was very sad and sudden. jimmy buffett also died. not close to me but a significant loss.

5. What countries did you visit? ireland! not a country but we visited my aunt and uncle in maryland and had a great time!

6. What would you like to have in 2024 that you lacked in 2023? i would like to get a new job that pays more with better benefits. but we'll see.

7. What date from 2023 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? same date as last year's meme, which is june 9. now it is the date where we got married in ireland. :)

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? working on healing my shoulder pain was pretty significant. also getting 69 bookmarks on a porn-centric fic of mine that's close to my heart. luckily i managed to catch it before it tipped over to 70.

9. What was your biggest failure? quitting going to the gym. i did genuinely enjoy it, but then i got that pinched nerve in my shoulder and the pain was pretty bad. i need to start it up again.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? yes, the pinched nerve in my shoulder. in ireland, i pinched my sciatic nerve and also nearly passed out from heat at the top of blarney castle. had a bad sinus infection when we came back and couldn't hear out of my ears very well for like a week.

11. What was the best thing you bought? the dress i wore to the ireland wedding.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? various tour guides and people in ireland who made our time there so awesome.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? i mean like most americans.

14. Where did most of your money go? wedding, travel, door dash, hotels. same as last year.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? ireland, obviously. starfield, and then womp womp. heartstopper. death cab and postal service concert! seeing the eras tour by myself in the theater.

16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2023? olivia rodrigo's guts album. noah kahan. the eras tour concert.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: i. Happier or sadder? the same i think. ii. Older or wiser? both i think iii. Thinner or fatter? i reject this iv. Richer or poorer? richer.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? talk to people, exercise.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? ordering door dash. but it's just so easy...

20. How will you be spending Christmas? we went to my mom's house this year. my brother broke up with his girlfriend (a good decision on his part) and she proceeded to start a barrage of threatening texts from different numbers that is continuing to this day.

21. How will you be spending New Year’s Eve? we watched candlenights and then took turns playing music in a joint spotify jam while he played powerwash simulator and i started working on some of my legos.

22. Did you fall in love in 2023? with the game coral island.

23. How many one-night stands? at this moment i have several games that i started and abandoned because something new came out: tears of the kingdom, red dead redemption 2, baldur's gate 3, starfield, octopath traveller 2. and i'm currently installing spiderman 2 to play that. i do want to go back and finish all these games but god. it's so much work.

24. What was your favorite TV program? heartstopper, probably. i feel like i don't really know what tv i watched this year. i did watch a bunch of sister wives to keep up with tiktok conversations, but i would not rank that a favorite.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? i wouldn't say i'm loving where i work right now. my now ex sister in law isn't high on my list of faves but hate is a strong word.

26. What was the best book you read? i did reread the horse girl au again so there's that. i read most of 91 whiskey. i investigated some a/b/o stuff just to give it a shot. i don't know how many actual books i read.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery? noah kahan.

28. What did you want and get? a new ipad, which was nice. powers johns lane, a new fave whiskey. married in ireland. 69 bookmarks. squishmallow. adhd diagnosis and medicine, which is going pretty good.

29. What did you want and not get? an interesting slime rancher 2 update. haunted chocolatier (jk concerned ape take your time).

30. What was your favorite film of this year? i saw everything everywhere all at once which was pretty great. i also saw the eras concert, the barbie movie, dungeons & dragons, the newest puss in boots movie. but there was a bit where i just watched a bunch of gay movies and i might have to give it to this english version of brokeback mountain that i enjoyed: god's own country.

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? i mostly sat around and bought myself presents and it was great. i turned 35.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? feeling like writing more often. <- last year's answer is still true.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2023? comfy. comfort. comfortable things.

34. What kept you sane? quitting teaching <- still true. my husband. supernatural, bizarrely.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? i had a real olivia rodrigo moment this year.

36. What political issue stirred you the most? i mean i'd rather not think about any of it bc it all is depressing.

37. Who did you miss? my teacher friends. <- still true

38. Who was the best new person you met? we had a contractor at work who really talked me up and made me feel like i could find another job and get paid better. she was nice.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2023: work to live, etc.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong with these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes; nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane

- jimmy buffett, "changes in latitude, changes in attitude"

#happy new year #annual meme

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live-the-fangirl-life · 1 year

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i would love if you'd shared everything that might be in aelin's list in a world away, all the dream places she wants to go or already went 🤧🥺

First of all - I am so sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this ask 😭

Second - this list is in no way complete. I could probably double it if I gave it some more time (and maybe I’ll edit this post and add some later) but I wanted to answer this ask.

Third - some things listed are cities, some are attractions, some are landmarks or monuments…it’s really a mix of everything. And some major landmarks that cover more than one country are only listed once.

A World Away

So, without further ado, please enjoy

Aelin’s Incomplete and Ever-Adapting World Travel List ✈️

Antarctica

Argentina

Iguazú Falls // Patagonia // Rainbow Mountains // Buenos Aires

Australia

Melbourne // Sydney // Gold Coast // Great Barrier Reef // Adelaide

Austria

Vienna // Salzburg // Hallstatt

the Bahamas

Belgium

Bruges // Brussels

Belize

the Great Blue Hole

Bhutan

the Himalayas

Bolivia

Salar de Uyuni

Bosnia and Herzegovina

Stari Most Bridge // Mostar

Brazil

Rio de Janeiro // Christ the Redeemer // Amazon Rainforest // Lençóis Maranhenses National Park // Sao Paolo

Bulgaria

Cambodia

Angkor Wat

Canada

Niagra Falls // Vancouver // Banff // Toronto

Chile

Easter Island // Torres del Paine National Park // Marble Caves

China

Great Wall of China // Beijing // Shanghai // the Summer Palace // Potala Palace // Tianmen Mountain // Reed Flute Caves // Zhanye Danxia

Costa Rica

San Jose

Croatia

Dalmatian Coast // Diocletian's Palace // Krka waterfall park // Plitvice Lakes // Zagreb

Cuba

Havana

Czech Republic

Prague

Denmark

Copenhagan

Dominican Republic

Ecuador

Quito // Galapagos Islands

Egypt

Cairo // The Great Pyramids & Sphinx // Nile River // Valley of the Kings // Luxor // Aswan

England

London // Thames River // Stonehenge

Estonia

Tallinn

Fiji

Finland

Helsinki

France

Mont-Saint-Michel // Louvre // Eiffel Tower // Alsace Lorraine // Paris // Notre Dame // Sacre Coeur // Versailles // Nice

French Polynesia

Bora Bora // Tahiti

Germany

Munich // Berlin // Black Forest // Oktoberfest // Neuschwanstein Castle

Greece

Santorini // Athens // Parthenon // Roman Agora // Acropolis // Mykonos // Oia // Fira // Corfu // Meteora

Greenland

Hong Kong

Tsim Sha Tsui

Hungary

Budapest // Capitol Hill // Bath Houses

Iceland

Reykjavik // Northern Lights // Egilsstaðir //Ring Road // Blue Lagoon // Vatnajökull National Park // Kirkjufell // Húsavík // Akureyri // Thingvellir National Park

Italy

Roman Colosseum // Amalfi Coast // Florence Duomo // Venice at Carnival // Piazzale Michelangelo // Cinque Terre // Pisa // Venice // Pompeii // Milan

India

Taj Mahal // Varanasi & Ganges River // Golden Temple // Agra // Mumbai // New Delhi

Indonesia

Bali // Komodo Island // Blue Flames at Ijen Volcano // Jarkarta

Iran

Hall of Diamonds

Ireland & Northern Ireland

Cliffs of Moher // Giants Causeway // Galway // Blarney Stone // Trinity College // O'Neills // Belfast // Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge // Cobh

Isreal

Dead Sea // Jerusalem

Jamaica

Japan

Tokyo // Mount Fuji // Wisteria Gardens // Osaka // Kyoto

Jordan

Petra // Amman

Kazakhstan

Kenya

Maasai Mara National Park // Lake Victoria

Kyrgyzstan

Luxembourg

Madagascar

Avenue of the Baobabs

Malaysia

Kuala Lumpur // Batu Caves

the Maldives

Male

Malta

Valletta

Mexico

Cabo // Teotihuacán // Chichen Itza // Cabo // Yucatan Peninsula // Mexico City

Mongolia

Gobi Desert

Morocco

Casablanca // Hassan II Mosque // Marrakesh // Chefchaouen // Sahara Desert

Myanmar

Bagan's Temples

Namibia

Nepal

Mount Everest // Kathmandu

the Netherlands

Amsterdam // Van Gogh Museum // Tulip Festival

New Zealand

Auckland // Queenstown // Kawarau Suspension Bridge // Milford Sound // Tongariro National Park // Hobbitton // Dark Sky Sanctuary // Waitomo Caves

Nigeria

Lagos

Norway

Oslo

Panama

Panama City

Peru

Machu Picchu & Huayna Picchu // Lima // Aguas Calientes // Andes Mountains // Huacachina

Philippines

Palawan // Manila

Poland

Krakow

Portugal

Lisbon

Romania

Russia

Moscow // St Petersburg

Rwanda

Volcanoes National Park

Saint Lucia

Samoa

Saudi Arabia

Al-Masjid an-Nabawi

Scotland

Edinburgh // Loch Ness // Inverness // Glasgow // Scottish Highlands

Singapore

Marian Bay Sands

Slovenia

Lake Bled

South Africa

Capetown // Johanessburg // Isle of Elephants

South Korea

Seoul // Jeju Island

Spain

Barcelona // Madrid // Sagrada Familia // Mosque of Cordoba

Sweden

Stockholm // Sweddish Lapland

Switzerland

the Alps // Bern // St Moritz

Tanzania

Mount Kilimanjaro // Serengeti

Thailand

Bangkok // the Grand Palace // Phuket

republic of Türkiye

Cappadocia // Istanbul // Hagia Sophia // Pamukkale

Turkmenistan

Darvaza gas crater

Turks & Caicos

United Arab Emirates

Dubai // Burj Khalifa

United States

Grand Canyon // San Fransisco // Honolulu // Kauai // New Orleans // New York City // Seattle // Portland // Los Angeles // Antelope Canyon // MOMA // Las Vegas

Vanuatu

the Vatican

St. Peter's Basilica // The Vatican Museum // Sistine Chapel

Vietnam

Ha Long Bay // Hoi An // Hanoi

Zambia

Victoria Falls

#a world away #awa #ask #anon #rowaelin

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eddysocs · 1 year

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Introducing: Janet Blarney

Fandom: What Ever Happened To Baby Jane?

Face Claim: Judy Garland

Full Name: Janet Annette Blarney

Nickname/Alias/Pet Names: Nettie

Age: 25

Myers Briggs Type: ISFJ

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Love Interests: Blanche Hudson, Jane Hudson

Occupation: Actress/Caretaker

Collections: Stamps

Style/Clothing: While she tries to dress like the most popular starlets of the time, somehow Janet's clothes always come across a little frumpy. Too much like a cute country mouse rather than someone suited for the lights and glamour of Hollywood.

Signature Quote: "I always wanted more out of life than being a secretary. I wanted to make an impact, make a difference."

Plot Summary: When Janet realizes the pressures of the film industry are not for her, she decides to break her contract and disappear from the industry as a whole. Without many choices, she’s lucky for an opportunity to come along in the form of Jane Hudson, who, upon hearing her story, decides she’s the perfect person to become the caretaker to her sister Blanche while she tries to revive her own career. Then Janet is thrown into the private world of the Hudson sisters' mansion and finds herself playing mediator to the two women, until she decides to find a way for them to reconcile, as she’s grown to care for them both.

Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @borg-queer, @foxesandmagic, @carmens-garden, @chickensarentcheap, @endless-oc-creations, @unheolycs-ocs, @fawera, @themaradaniels

#oc: janet blarney #fc: judy garland #fd: what ever happened to baby jane?

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rlsantucijr · 1 year

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Blarney House, Blarney Castle Estate, Blarney, County Cork, Ireland. Taken June 13th, 2008.

#architecture BlarneyHouse CountyCork Ireland BlarneyCastleEstates

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brooklynislandgirl · 1 year

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💋 { a little luck for sen!son if you please. he is leaning in for a kiss but not necessarily kissing, just falling into beth's eyes. help him, he's dying. RIGHT NOW, BETH. }

Tabhair póg dom, is Éireannach mé || Accepting

Spun from a dozen conflicting points this moment tethers them to it with strands finer than spider-silk. Right this very second she cannot remember if Ben was one for heights but he's far braver than she's ever been. It shouldn't be surprising thought that he coils like Eve's serpent, slender in that black cloak as it swallows the breadth and depth of him, sinuous. Newly baptised by the rain that glitters like diamonds in the thick ink of his hair. Ben Solo doesn't break but in the protracted beat of her heart, he yields. Just enough that she doesn't have to transmogrify herself into a thing that can climb sheer wet glass just to reach him. He isn't Catholic and could probably not give a fig as to who Saint Patrick is or even seen the Blarney stone. Universal questions like why he is here then and what drew him out of his preferred solitude fritter away from anything approaching conscious thought. Or maybe they get pulled down into that gaping pit in the bottom of her belly that only makes its appearance when he does. Can he feel her hanging by her nails to the striations in his eyes, each lilt of hue an unfinished poem he forgets he's read? His nostrils flare. Breathes in the ghosts of frankincense that still clings to her hair from mass. Sweeter than the rich potting soil that stain the fingers she lifts up as an evening sacrifice until she realises they're dirty. Her own sigh as they fall away is a hymn of praise. She is smoke from the censer and in formlessness she blesses the Lord for all His works. Maybe her favourite standing before her now, the mystery she can not puzzle out, the solemnity of her beating heart. Ben is holy. Ben is temptation incarnate. She'll swear her skin is damp from the rain, the humidity collected within the fragile walls of her rooftop green house. That the gradient heat that flows over them to rush out the door is just the byproduct of her tending shoots only now pushing their way up from their terracotta pots. That it has nothing to do with the racing pulse at her throat and in her chest and all the other places he inhabits within her. Whether he would believe her is not something she dwells on. Not when she can barely move the air in her lungs. Barely stand there without shaking. The words buzzing around in her throat don't come. But her hand rises again. Latches onto the back of his neck so she can hoist herself the scant few inches between them that keeps him sacred, an idol graven with every soft thing that dreams away tucked between her bones. Secrets are written in the lines of his mouth. She reads them like braille. She bequeaths him cinnamon and honey for that instant she pulls back. Kissing Ben isn't an art so much as it is a dance. Every step has to be graceful but deliberate. She coaxes him so very slowly to part the seam between his lips, to let her chase his sorrow which has always been a bitter-sweetness on the back of his tongue. The air shivers at that space just above her hip as it breaks down. Transforms into something she doesn't have a word for. Friction just as his hesitation weakens. Ends of his fingertips almost reaching for the indent at the small of her back. Thumb nudging just under the fly-away weight of cotton until the pad grazes her skin. She thinks she can feel him quake with unheard laughter at the way she almost flinches, when her skin breaks out in fine goosebumps. They're both so skittish. She pulls him into the green house. Maybe he'll find his luck amidst the new growth.

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arwen17 · 2 years

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Bailey School Kids discussion part 3

More questions I have or things I noticed after finishing the entire book series:

Mummies book where she lets them into the house: https://imgur.com/a/Oqp0qGZ And all the books where I think they end up near or in her house for one reason or another: https://imgur.com/Vl4ZVwv

These kids get invited over to their teacher's house for halloween and other parties all the time. Eddie and Melody break into her basement in book 1. Mrs.Jeepers invites Eddie and co into her basement in the Creepy Christmas super special. She lets them wander into her attic unsupervised in the Mummies book with no real explanation or reason. They listen to the sounds coming from her basement and jump out of the bushes to her inform her of the noise in Dracula Doesn't Rock and Roll. She takes them to her ancestral castle in Super Special #2. Most of it is really funny because it's so ludicrous. But in real life, hanging out with your teacher or getting invited into her house all the time would just be a HUGE red flag lol. I mean maybe she can supervise them in the attic while reading a thick book with her supersonic vampire hearing, but letting a bunch of third graders wander through your house? Especially when your attention seems to be more on the book you're reading instead of them? What in the world?!?

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Hey! I found a couple more moments where she makes skin-to-skin contact with the kids! While she tends to surprise people and sneak up on them, her skin isn't always mentioned to be ice cold. https://imgur.com/a/DT20n8r

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I thought the entire "Ghouls are vampire spies" story was interesting (Is the ice cream Ghoul researching for Boris Hauntly?), and Mrs. Jeepers ending up splattered with whipped cream in the face at the end? Well ya know... the shit she puts up with from these kids lol. Hellsing ghouls (zombies) and Tokyo Ghoul are the two animes I know where Ghouls are similar to vampires or do the bidding of vampires as mindless servants. Also, lol, I think this is the ONLY drug reference in the entire series. The book series is very, very clean. You never meet any characters that smoke, drink, or do drugs. But here we get a mention of "Bloody Mary" being a drink, but the kids only mention it being made of tomato juice, not alcohol. https://imgur.com/a/acG2vVT

Mrs. Jeepers really doesn't like jack o'lanterns at all: https://imgur.com/keKWjiR

I just thought this moment was cute: https://imgur.com/ufFDAdd "smiled at Eddie as if she knew all of their secrets"

This was gross and hilarious, but shows how patient she is with Eddie: https://imgur.com/hdsNG23 I mean if you’re living on “tomato juice” every day and your family cooks up the weird stuff Boris does all the time, then really a moldy cookie is nothing. She’s probably had far worse things stashed in her purse. This also makes me think that maybe Boris and other vampires learned to “cook” for their other monster friends and family? Probably all the vampires just do blood? But Hilda, Kilmer, etc eat all of the weird shit Boris creates.

This was also super funny: https://imgur.com/a/9kIonmK And it’s interesting that she just gives up after the kids remove the blarney power from her. She's just like: "Oh well, foiled again. I'm going home for a nap." Maybe the blarney stone not only gives you the power of persuasion, but also encourages you to reach for your greatest desires? It's weird she went from excited to use the power to make them do a ton of math work to being totally accepting that they took the power away from her so easily. Like she suddenly remembered making kids do THAT much math isn't very nice.

#bailey school kids #mrs jeepers #vampire #book series #horror #mystery

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