Actual words out of my mouth as they came: “WOO YEAH!! GO SOX”
Immediately followed by, “Oh God why?”
But holy cow. WE BEAT KANSAS CITY. WOOOOOOO

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Actual words out of my mouth as they came: “WOO YEAH!! GO SOX”
Immediately followed by, “Oh God why?”
But holy cow. WE BEAT KANSAS CITY. WOOOOOOO

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maybe it's selfish, but i want to see the parts of her nobody else gets.
not the version that's always composed.
not the version that has all the answers, or the version that everyone relies on.
i want the moments after.
when the door closes behind her and the weight of the day finally catches up, sinking into the couch beside me with a sigh she didn't know she was holding.
i want to open my arms, watch her smile, albeit sadly, hesitating for a moment. not because she doesn't want to. god, she does. but because she's always the "strong one" and right now, that feels dangerously close to giving up control.
her bottom lip tugged between her teeth as she glances down towards my lap. "c'mere darling" i’d whisper. not condescending. never that. just soft. delicate.
and after another breath, i watch her shoulders sag, body stretched out on the couch before curling up like she's trying to make herself smaller for once. head laid gently on my thighs, and my fingers automatically card through her hair.
i want to feel her melt. rub those soft slow circles on the space between her shoulder blades..trace mindless patterns on her arms and watch goosebumps rise to the surface. i want to listen to her talk about every little thing that hurt today. every frustration. every disappointment.
and when her voice starts to shake, when it cracks mid sentence..i don't want her to stop herself.
i don't want her to laugh it off..to swallow it down.
i want her to know she can fall apart here,
with me.
i want to be the person who notices she's holding back tears before they even fall..who tilts her chin up gently and says, "baby, it's okay."
the one who kisses her cheeks wet with them, thumbs away the tears with soft motions..holding her through the crying instead of trying to make it end.
because i don't think vulnerability is the opposite of strength. it's precious, and if she trusted me enough to hand me her grief, even for a moment, i'd take it.
hold her close, smooth the damp strands of hair from her face, and kiss her until she remembered she was loved.
god.
i want to be that place for her,
the place she goes when she's tired of being strong.
The fact that we got robbed of book accurate Rhaenys is unforgivable. Let me have my half Baratheon queen
I need Gabriela Jaquez to get into acting. I need my girl to play some flavor of Baratheon noblewoman. Please. Braid her hair and give her blue contacts and she’s so perfect for it.
The Dryad's Pet 🌿🌺
Dryad who's tangled you up in her vines after you tried to flee her forest. She thinks you're so adorable and fragile, unable to defend yourself- she can protect you, take care of you. She demands that you stay, it's for your own good after all.
She pulls you into the air and pries apart your legs, a thick haze entering the air as flowers open up all around you- releasing sickly sweet spores that coat your lungs.
Drool fills your mouth as your protests begin to fade. A warm softness filling your head, making all those swarming pesky thoughts disappear as your mouth hangs open and your tongue lolls out.
It's pathetic how easy you let go, you wanted this- it's why you went into her forest... To see if the rumors were true- to see if she really was as scary as the locals all said. But she's nothing like that, she's so sweet and kind- she's already taking care of you so well as you finally stop squirming!
You're staring forward, but you don't see anything but her as she pushes a phallic shaped vine into your mouth and down your throat, she begins pumping, and you being eagerly sucking, the nectar only ruining you further.
Somehow that thought gets you dripping. Eagerly you moan and press your hips forward, begging for attention. She can only laugh, her sweet hums filling your ears. She was right, you really are unable to defend yourself.
Greedily you keep sucking, dancing your tongue around her appendage as more vines snake around you, tearing apart your garments without you even bothering to look. There's no point, she's only doing what's best for you. You don't need those anymore.
She spreads your lips apart with those delectable tendrils, displaying your pussy to the entire forest as tendrils play with your clit, and large mushrooms grow out from beneath the dirt, sprouting like cocks, their heads dripping with excitement. She slides you onto one, it's so large, stretching your needy hole as you cry out. It pulses, and you clench, a disheveled grin stretching across your lips. Another wriggles it's way in, then another, then another. You'd never normally be able to take this much as she begins bouncing you up and down, still dangling in the air as her cocks fuck you- but that doesn't matter- she'll make you take it- she knows you can do it- after all you're such a good pet for her.
The vine in your mouth pulls away, caressing your face as you whine for it's return. It ascends into the canopy as a giant hibiscus flower- almost vaginal in appearance, lowers itself below your face, pressing forward before the petals wrap around your entire head. You suckle and lick, eager as sweetness begins filling your mouth. You're starting to fade, your eyes fluttering close and the scent invades your nostrils and takes your air. It's suffocating, but you take it anyway. You're such a good little thing for your dryad, pleasing her even when your body is starting to give out.
You feel that pressure build, pulling you over the edge as she feverishly strokes your swelling clit. You're chasing your orgasm now, begging for it as you see it just in the horizon.
"A favor for a favor." She teases, the entire forest suddenly falling still as you're left hanging, gasping and crying- so sensitive, so desperate. "If you really want this pleasure..." She begins, bringing her flower to grind against your face again, forcing you to lap her up. "Stay." She demands.
You don't even think, just mindlessly following orders. Your begs ring out through the woods, you truly have no shame. She laughs again, and her mushroom cocks ram into your needy cunt. You scream, wailing like a slut in heat as she rips your orgasm out of you, every orifice stuffed and used as she overwhelms you in greenery, her many appendages bursting with thick honey-like cum. Brush then wraps around you in an instant.
Hotter than a thousand suns, softer than the finest of cottons, more painful than brambles and bee stings, but finer than any high you've ever had- it's all too much and not enough all at the same time. You're cocooned by vines and leaves- and all of a sudden the forest is silent again. She has you now, and she'll never let you go.
She knew you were in need of a good home, such a foolish little thing, and she's so glad she can give it to you now. Welcome home.

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Doodles by Maria Nikolaevna in her 1908-1911 Photo Album
Source: LastRomanovs on Flickr
snoopy pride flags :)
Grand Duchess Tatiana Nikolaevna, daughter of Russia's last Tsar and Tsarina, was celebrated as the most aristocratic of the Romanov sisters. Tall, elegant, and naturally poised, she made an unforgettable impression. Yet, behind this majestic surface was a young woman defined by kindness, humility, and sensitivity.Though she projected confidence, Tatiana's personal writings reveal a shy nature. For instance, when appointed head of a World War I refugee committee, she privately confessed that she was so nervous she wanted to hide under the table. Her quiet reserve was often mistaken for haughtiness, but close friend Lili Dehn noted that once Tatiana opened up, she was a warm, poetic, and fiercely loyal friend—likening her to a graceful, delicate rose.
While Baroness Sophie Buxhoeveden admired Tatiana’s effortless fashion sense, she noted that the Grand Duchess was truly defined by her discipline and selflessness. She routinely abandoned her own plans to help others. Similarly, family friend Anna Vyrubova praised Tatiana’s talent for needlework and her protective nature over her siblings, who affectionately nicknamed her "The Governess." Vyrubova also recalled that Tatiana’s genuine charm made her highly popular.Her character shone brightest during World War I, when she served tirelessly as a Red Cross nurse. Working long hours with wounded soldiers, her courage and devotion earned her the respect of medical staff and patients alike.
Of all the daughters born to Tsar Nicholas II and Empress Alexandra Feodorovna, Grand Duchess Maria Nikolaevna stood out for her profound empathy, gentleness, and authentic love for people. Those who met her often noted that her true charm came not just from her striking looks, but from the transparent honesty and warmth of her personality.
Maria had an innate talent for putting others at ease. Entirely devoid of arrogance or stiff etiquette, she conversed effortlessly with anyone, completely indifferent to their social status. Blessed with an exceptional memory for faces, names, and personal histories, she showed a heartfelt concern for the well-being of others—a trait that deeply endeared her to palace staff, soldiers, and close family friends.Growing up as a middle child, Maria sometimes wrestled with typical insecurities, occasionally worrying that her brothers and sisters overshadowed her. However, these fleeting doubts never weakened her fierce devotion to her family. She was fiercely loyal to her parents and siblings, regularly prioritizing their comfort and happiness over her own.As she grew into a young woman, Maria preserved the pure, sweet disposition of her youth. Yet, beneath this soft exterior was a quiet resilience that grew more pronounced during the Imperial Family’s later hardships. Those closest to her saw a rare spirit that beautifully balanced deep tenderness with unwavering inner strength.Her childhood moniker, "The Amiable Baby," was more than just a pet name; it defined a young woman whose generosity, kindness, and profound humanity touched everyone she met. More than a hundred years later, Maria Nikolaevna is remembered not merely as a beautiful Grand Duchess, but as an unforgettable soul defined by her radiant spirit.
I focused so much on Anastasia as a child that I never gave Maria the time and attention she rightfully deserves. I now consider her my favorite Romanov sister
In my AU, season eight ended so much different. Jaime and Cersei had one more daughter, named Joanna and this is her theme song (but let’s be real. It fits Cersei too…)

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Announcer: “A lot of Fudd fans and a lot of Bueckers fans here tonight.”
And yeah. The hype is real for my girls
So miserably unfair that a litter of wolf cubs were born at the zoo my ex and I used to go to. After we fucking broke up… But I say hell yeah for the fact that numbers are now added to the species
reblog for a vampire to take your period cramps away
At least they lost to Texas Tech… 😭
I would literally cry if they ever created an anime about Nadezhda Alliluyeva or the Romanovs

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Just gonna put this out there. WE NEED MORE CARMILLA