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dwiankus · 2 years
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They are cute, but they're not LIs
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‘i played thru the nanny affair as a diamond mine but the ONE time i spent diamonds on it was when you got the chance to have sex with Jordan. I just think its really funny’
POST/CONFESSIONS DO NOT REFLECT THE MOD’S PERSONAL OPINIONS!
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txemrn · 2 years
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I know this doesn't apply to everyone, and maybe I'm just playing semantics here, but...
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Let's roll the footage again, shall we?
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Even if you didn't so anything with Jordan, do you think he was seducing her? Or just flirting with her?
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I can’t believe TNA paywalled the twins’ speech but gave us a sex scene for free…I did not need to read that 😳 Also - not that I’m complaining - but the chapter felt kinda lacklustre? I haven’t paid attention for most of TNA but knowing how much PB love weddings and their steamy cash cow stories, it felt very bland and slightly rushed?
*grabs 15 diamonds and runs*
Yeah no I thought that too. Usually there’s a lot more build-up. This chapter like…immediately thrust (no pun intended I swear 💀) us into the wedding, the reception, the wedding night, then they crammed an epilogue/time skip right at the end.
After all this, I have only one question.
Where the fuck was Jordan???
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drramseysrookie · 1 year
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Sins of the Father
The Nanny Affair Prequel
Summary: Mason Dalton was bred to be at the top of the game, but finding a sturdy foothold is proving more challenging than he initially thought. With pressure mounting from all sides, an unforeseen event could be the catalyst he needs to cement his legacy.
Rating: Teen
Tigger Warnings: Anxiety Disorders, Mentions/Use of Prescribed Substances
Prologue
Mason Dalton leaned heavily on the counter in front of him. The ringing in his ears was incessant and he could feel his chest getting tighter with every breath he took. Just outside the door, dinner was still in full swing. The sounds of laughter and chatter drifting from the dining room were muffled by the heavy wooden door, and Mason couldn't be more thankful for the reprieve. Around him the tiled walls had begun to spin and the ringing in his ears had grown louder. He gripped the counter's edge until his knuckles turned white and forced air in and out of his tightening lungs. With great effort he pried a shaking hand from its place on the counter and began frantically searching his pockets. Goddammit. Where had he left them? He knew better than to go anywhere without his prescription, but each pat of his pockets turned up nothing.
Just when he'd become resigned to his inevitable meeting with the bathroom floor, the door swung open and a wave of fresh air washed into the room. His wife, Vivian, stood in the doorway, her eyebrows drawn with concern.
"Mason?"
"Close the door." His voice came out sounding strangled and small.
Vivian stepped inside the small bathroom and closed the door behind her. "Here. I figured you needed these."
She popped open the small clutch bag in her hands and produced an orange pill bottle.
Mason quickly took it. He fumbled in his attempt to get the white cap off, but in seconds had two of the tiny pills in his hand. He tossed them in his mouth and leaned down over the sink, drinking water straight from the faucet.
"Better?"
Mason gave a single nod in response. The pills needed time to work, but just knowing that he had them in his system provided some relief. He moved over an inch as Vivian came to stand next to him at the counter.
She picked up one of the neatly folded hand towels and ran it under the faucet stream.
"You shouldn't let your father rattle you like that." She touched the damp towel to his temple. "He's just looking to shake your confidence."
"I know that." Mason's eyes drifted away from Vivian's face to the shimmering necklace resting around her neck. Clear cut diamonds. A family heirloom from his mother's mother, given to her as a gift on their wedding day. It was meant to be a symbol of his love for her, a reminder. But as of late it had become a statement piece worn simply to spite his mother. Not that he could blame her.
He forced his eyes back to hers. "Trust me, I've known the man my entire life."
"So, let's come up with a plan." Vivian had sat the towel aside and was now working on straightening his tie.
He swatted her away and made the adjustments himself. "I have a plan. Dalton Enterprises is a success in the making. The third quarter earnings report will show that. All I need to do is keep him satisfied until I have something to throw in his face."
"But you can't do that if you're having panic attacks in the washroom."
Mason shot her a look and her returning gaze was steady. He hated when she looked at him like that. Like he was fragile. He was a CEO. A Dalton, dammit. He didn't need to be coddled. Sympathy and pity were not things he desired. That was her wheelhouse.
Vivian sighed. "All I'm saying is, you can lean on me. We're a team, remember?"
"Leaning on you is like leaning on a house of cards. Especially considering the past four years."  Vivian looked like she'd been struck and that alone should have told Mason to stop, but instead he added, "Or have you forgotten your own prescribed cocktail?"
The silence that followed made the small room feel even more cramped. Mason studiously avoided taking in his wife's expression, pretending to fuss over his shirt cuffs, before finally clearing his throat.
"We need to go back. We've been gone too long."
Not waiting for a response, Mason gave himself a once over in the mirror before plucking his pill bottle off the counter. He began to put it into his pocket out of habit, but then paused.
"Hold these for me. I don't want-"
"I know. You don't want them rattling in your pocket." Vivian snapped up the bottle from his hand and dropped it in her clutch. "You already told me earlier this evening." Her tone was clipped.
A beat passed between them.
"Thank you." His voice was quiet.
He risked a quick peek in her direction and found her expression cool and impassive. She gave a small, formal nod before turning on her heels and striding from the bathroom.
Mason followed a second later. His longer strides allowed him to close the distance easily. He reached out and gently touched her arm, causing her to pause in her tracks. She turned toward him, her face an emotionless mask in the dimly lit hallway.
"Let's go in together." His voice was low so that only she could hear. They were just paces now from the dining room and the voices of the others could be easily heard.
Mason was loath to depend on anyone for comfort. It was one of the few things his father had taught him that he'd taken in stride. But hearing the man's ostentatious chatter even here at this distance had him longing for support.
He offered Vivian his arm and hoped that she would concede even with the mood he'd put her in.
She took it without so much as a glance up at him. He supposed he was grateful for that. Without seeing the contempt in her eyes, he could at least pretend he had an ally in the room.
They began walking again, side by side.
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ratanslily · 2 years
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Hiiiii!!!!! Please can I request an edit of F!Jordan in Trishana's domme fit???? Love your edits!!!!
sure!
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RIP Luke Castellan, he would’ve loved Newsies.
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korgbelmont · 2 years
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💜 hi 💜 could you please do the all/rest of the emotions for Jordan le (the nanny affair) ✨ and could you do their casual and underwear too 💜 thanks so much for all you are doing
Hiya, thank you for that, it's given me a smile this morning. The rest of Jordan's emotions have been added to the Transparents folder
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araekni · 3 months
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June Jordan, Kissing God Goodbye
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Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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Rainer Maria Rilke, Journal of My Other Self
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Maggie Nelson, Bluets
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Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
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Zarina Situmorang, Faith
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Richard Siken, Scheherazade
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e. e. cummings, #38 from 73 poems
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Homero Aridjis (attrib.)
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Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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leopardom · 1 month
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okay we get it guys
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hedghost · 1 year
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Pick a WOSO Player - Get a Sapphic Book Recommendation!
something different for you guys! this was so fun to make so idc if it flops
note: please check content warnings before reading as some may have adult or triggering content - feel free to ask me about anything!
Links: Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
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Alessia Russo: Her Name In The Sky by Kelly Quindlen
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Leah Williamson: I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston
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Ona Batlle: This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone
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Lucy Bronze: Mistakes Were Made by Meryl Wilsner
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Keira Walsh: She Gets The Girl by Rachel Lippincott and Alyson Derrick
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Mapi Leon: Delilah Green Doesn't Care by Ashley Herring Blake
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Viv Miedema: Last Night At The Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo
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Maya Le Tissier: The Falling in Love Montage by Ciara Smyth
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Lia Walti: If You Still Recognise Me by Cynthia So
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Katie McCabe: She Drives Me Crazy by Kelly Quindlen
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Georgia Stanway: Cleat Cute by Meryl Wilsner
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Ella Toone: I Think I Love You by Auriane Desombre
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Jordan Nobbs: One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston
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Mary Earps: Our Wives Under The Sea by Julia Armfield
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Alexia Putellas: Exciting Times by Naoise Dolan
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okay no one is gonna care about this but i don’t give a fuck!! this was actually so fun to make and i have so many more so i’ll probably do a part two anyway, so if you have any specific players lmk!
follow me here on storygraph for more recs 🤭🤭
Hedge xx
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‘Jordan Le needs to be an LI in another book!’
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txemrn · 1 year
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Those of y'all who know me: don't even act like I wasn't going to bring this up...
Poor, clueleas Sam... He was torn up about Brynn leaving after Robin's joke about being the mistress...
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And meanwhile back in the city...
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And just for the record... my Sam still doesn't know. And now he never will. 💅🏼
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I want to see Jordan as an LI in another book away from TNA
Jordan really could’ve been a good character and maybe even a good love interest if we had gotten to know them more and didn’t end up stuck with Sam.
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raisunii · 6 months
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Humans As Monsters
George Monbiot for The Guardian // Henry Selick, Coraline // MARINA, Savages // Victor Hugo, Les Misérables // Jordan Peele, Us // Dante Alighieri, Inferno // Frankenstein — Playing With Fire at Guthrie Theater // Nikki Giovanni, Allowables // Picasso, Guernica
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darkcreamz95 · 19 days
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🌙 Raya/Eid starts today so of course I have to draw the JO bois wearing Baju Melayu or Baju Raya~
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If you are celebrating, Eid Mubarak to you! Or as we say it in Malaysia, Selamat Hari Raya~
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