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Yes I know you mistrust the banks, milord, and I don't blame you, but their Vault Wizards are specially trained to prevent dragons from detecting large amounts of gold. I cannot emphasize enough that it's a full-time job employing multiple specialists, I'm not trying to be humble here but it's not something that just the court magician and I can set up a couple wards for on the weekends and call it good.
It's, it's just that dragons are the primordial embodiment of avarice wrought into fire and flesh. They are truly, supernaturally good at finding large amounts of valuables, that's why the big mines hire those Dragon Scouts to go sniff out their lairs and mark them on the maps as potential mining ventures. You know, in case someone slays the relevant dragon. Which doesn't happen often because, milord, they are simply not that easily slain.
No I know you've hired many knights, blooded warriors and true. Yes, I was there when you gave the ten most impressive ones their special sashes. Very grand, very high honors, of course. Ehm. It's just, none of them have ever actually faced a dragon. Yes no I know Sir Edbert says he did but Sir Edbert is rather notoriously prone to exaggerated and tragically unverifiable tales---
Well no milord of course I would not doubt the word of a sworn knight. Perhaps his sobriety, but not his word, as such.
The point is that the grand treasury, while surely grand and a very special notion, is just... it is mayhaps not the ideal way of handling the realm's finances? Perhaps a series of smaller vaults, capped well below the dangerous wealth threshold at which gold is known to whet the appetite of colossal winged harbingers of death, in different corners of the realms or...?
No, I, yes well I do realize that will impede anyone's interests in coming into the vault to hurl around the gold coins and go "whee, I'm so rich!" I am aware of its deficiencies as a plan in that regard. No, I see I've misjudged a few things.
Actually, thinking on it, milord, I truly believe what you need is a fresh set of skilled wizards on this job. The court magician and I, we cannot keep up with your visionary thinking. We're too old-fashioned. But the wizards revolutionizing the eldritch academies seem to be more on this sort of level. I hear they've made some truly remarkable choices in terms of outsourcing all of their spellwork to the Ever-Whispering Void, such that it takes mere minutes for them to set up an entire defensive array. That's just the sort of innovative thinking you require.
Though it will grieve the court magician and I to leave your service, perhaps this is a sign that retirement is overdue. So I'll just... be moving further away from the big pile of gold... in the opulent, dome-shaped building with the crystal skylight... best wishes.
So does anyone wanna hear about the specific moment in my Irina lives au where during the peak of hollanovs situationship, Irina calls Ilya in the dead of night while Shane is still in the hotel, post-fuck and all warm and lazy with it, except not anymore because Ilya is jumping up and off the bed the second he sees the caller ID and walking into the bathroom and shutting the door, but it's not enough to muffle the conversation, and shane can't speak russian but hysterical sobbing is pretty unambiguous in any language, plus Ilya keeps saying Mama, in a strained, soothing voice, which is equally unequivocal, and Shane is just lying in bed staring at the ceiling, still tacky with cum and sweat, frozen, while Ilya is in the other room clearly talking his mother through some kind of episode and holy shit what does shane do??? Does he leave??? Surely he can't leave.
And when Ilya opens the bathroom door, Shane gets a glimpse of his exhausted face - not the look of someone experiencing a big shock, but rather someone in the aftermath of a very familiar battle - before Ilya spots Shane, still on the bed, and the expression is gone, something hard in its place. Why are you still here? Ilya says and it's cold and mean and full of sneering disdain and the Shane of twenty minutes ago probably would have flinched, would have been upset and humiliated to be spoken to in that way, would have walked right out the door. But the Shane of twenty minutes ago didn't just get a harrowing look at the great bleeding gash that is clearly Ilya's home life, so instead he lets the sheets fall from his still naked body and says I needed a shower, asshole, like everything's the same. And when he brushes past Ilya to step into the bathroom he thinks he manages to look unbothered, unmoved, like someone who didn't just overhear something intensely private, probably. Maybe.
And once Shane has the water running hot, steam fogging up the glass, the mirror above the jack and jill sinks, Shane doesn't turn around when Ilya steps in behind him. Shane doesn't turn around when big broad arms wrap around him from behind, or when he feels a forehead press against his shoulder. He doesn't think about how the body behind him feels like it's collapsing. He just firms his stance and holds up the weight. And when they step out the shower to dry off and Ilya's face is wet, well. Of course it is. They were just in the shower.
They don't talk about it until they're at the cottage years later
"the most unrealistic thing about project hail mary is that a woman is in charge" WRONG look up the glass cliff. women are much more likely to be promoted to positions of power when things are going poorly and people need a woman to blame. she refers to herself as the "world's whipping boy." the person put in the position to have to commit ecological and humanitarian crimes of that scale in order to save the earth would only ever be a woman.
So one of the things that can apparently contribute to kidney issues in cats is if they eat too much dry food and don't drink enough water; cats are adapted to get a lot of their water from their food since they're originally desert animals, and might not get enough water if they don't eat wet food. Unfortunately, Dozy won't eat wet food no matter what; she categorically refuses to touch the stuff. So a few months ago, we were looking for ways to get Dozy more fluids, and my wife noticed at the pet store a cat drink--basically meat broth with some floaty bits in--that was low-protein and meant for cats with kidney issues. So we figured, worth a try, right?
Great news: she loved it. Super tasty apparently. Great success. Along with the kidney-sensitive treats we found, it was a nice way to supplement her diet. Unforseen long-term consequence though: she loved it so much she began demanding it throughout the day. Like, would come up to us and meow, and meow, and meow, and not stop, until we got up, went to the kitchen, and got her some cat drink.
And by doing so on demand, we have unfortunately created a monster: no matter what we are doing at home, Dozy knows that if she sits next to you and meows, 1) you know what she wants, and 2) you know that she will not stop until you get it for her now. And when you do get it, she gets extremely excited. She will bum rush the kitchen door as you enter. She will run around your feet as you open the can. She will let out the creakiest, crunchiest, most nails-on-the-chalkboard meow you've ever heard if she thinks you're not going fast enough.
I do not begrudge her this. It is gratifying to care for a creature whose most ardent desires are so simple that it is this easy to fulfill them. But I am a little sad, because I know in my heart that I have never loved any comestible as much as she loves this cat drink. She has a pleasure of a purity and intensity that I will never know.
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The Griffin Incident was the worst episode of Star Trek since Code of Honor.
I don't think I need to explain myself here. If I want gruesome body horror, I'm not looking to Star Trek to provide it. I don't care how popular horror is these days, Trek is not the franchise for it.
And save me the "exploring other genres" bullshit, or the franchise's history with horror-adjacent themes in past episodes. There was literally ZERO justification for that level of brutality, and I am disappointed that such an episode was approved.
I would rather sit through the worst ten episodes of Discovery than ever see anything like that ever again. Call me "overreacting" if you will, but horror has NO place in Star Trek. I expected better.
It's not that body horror has no place in Star Trek - there are plenty of past examples of Star Trek doing body horror with various degrees of success. Some of them are even pretty graphic - the bloody aftermath of the USS Glenn's spore drive accident in DIS immediately comes to mind for me. I can handle some blood and guts and spooky shit in Star Trek. Honestly, I was kind of into the Haunted House episode concept and was gearing up at the beginning for supernatural horror, canon-typical violence, and a few jump-scares (which I don't care for but aren't a deal breaker for me).
What I was NOT prepared for, though, was watching an extended shot of Sam Kirk being violently sucked into space, guts first, THROUGH A PINHOLE IN THE WINDOW, and a moment later seeing his bloody eviscerated remains float by. I was not prepared to watch Pike as he chopped up his fingers like carrots, or a long close-up of Spock screaming in agony as T'Pring cuts the tip of his ears off.
I don't even have a problem with any of the plot points or events of the episode - my problem is with the decision to just...never cut away from any of it, ever. At some points of the episode, it was closer in tone to the Saw franchise than anything I've seen on Star Trek. It felt like torture porn, like the thing they expect me to like about it is watching people scream in terror and pain as they die or get graphically injured in outrageous, horrifying ways.
I don't watch that kind of media for several reasons, and I'm pissed off that all we got for a warning was "TV-MA: Violence". I'm a huge proponent of Don't Like, Don't Watch/Read, but this doesn't work if you don't have a general idea of what you're about to see. It didn't even need to be a full-screen warning - they could have just said "TV-MA: Violence, Gore, Disturbing Imagery" and that would have been enough. They could have done everything exactly the same way, and I wouldn't have been upset at all if they'd just given us a slightly more detailed content warning so I could either brace for it or opt out.
And yeah, I could've done a little background reading about the episode beforehand to make sure it was something I felt that I could handle, but I didn't. Why would I? Even at its very darkest and scariest, Star Trek has never been the kind of show to make me want a strong content warning on an episode. A lot of people like to watch Star Trek as a family with their children, for fuck's sake. There was no good reason for them to have gone so hard with depicting prolonged scenes of gore and bodily mutilation other for the enjoyment of the subset of fans who like both Star Trek and horror media that feature gruesome body mutilation and gore. Hell, none of the characters were even there in the scene to see Sam's bloody guts floating by - that shot was there SOLELY for the audience's eyes.
There honestly wasn't even a super compelling narrative reason to do all that, beyond a bit of backstory and a heap of extra trauma for Spock, Kirk, and La'an in the name of character development. The whole point of this episode was to play with horror genre tropes. It's entirely a character-driven episode - none of it was real, everyone except La'an had bulletproof plot armor, and it was all wrapped up in a neat reassuring bow at the end. Oh, and we get a teased continuation of the ghost story that will probably never happen, because we've only got 28 confirmed new episodes of Trek left (18 for SNW seasons 4 and 5 and 10 for SFA season 2) before we enter the next wilderness era and have no more Star Trek for the foreseeable future.
But even as a character-driven episode it doesn't offer much. La'an gets more fodder for her "Growing-Darkness-Within" character arc (boring, considering that was basically Batel's arc last season too, but whatever). We get a bit more backstory for Jim Kirk's deadbeat dad arc and some foreshadowing that's mostly for the audience (and a little temporary impalement). Oh, and Spock now has a canonical reason to fear and avoid sickbay other than things getting weird with Chapel, and we get to see yet more of his canon-typical self-hatred and internal conflict about being half-human (groundbreaking work, you guys).
So yeah, congrats to Paramount for tapping into the zeitgeist and the popularity of bloody gory horror media, I guess. I hope you had fun making your torture porn - I know a lot of people loved it - but next time it would be great if you could tag your shit more thoroughly.
This appears to be an unpopular opinion, but that episode was truly upsetting and difficult for me to watch. I have a high tolerance for dark themes and spooky supernatural things, and I can tolerate some bloody violence in the name of a good story. I have no stomach for gore and torture porn, though, and I don't think I'm the only one who found the amount of gore in this week's SNW episode to be WILDLY gratuitous. I got through it to the end but only by watching a lot of it through my fingers or with my eyes averted, and I'm still fucking rattled an hour later. It's Number 1 with a bullet on my very short "Never Watching THAT Again'" list, knocking Doctor Who's "Love And Monsters" out of the top spot it's held for 15 years.
And please, don't get me wrong, it's not a bad episode if you enjoy gory sci-fi horror as a genre. It's just that I personally don't, and I certainly wasn't expecting to see that much of it on an episode of Star Trek so a content warning would have been nice.
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ft. somnophilia & dirty talk & a sprinkling of soft dom ilya 🙂↕️ enjoy! give it a reblog if you do! 💛
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Ilya’s somewhere on the edge of waking when he hears it.
He cracks his eyes open to find Shane’s sleep-sweet face nestled on the pillow next to him, cheek adorably squished. A strip of early dawn light drapes over his freckles. His pretty lips are parted, letting out quiet, snuffly breaths.
His skin is burning-hot where his knee is slung over Ilya’s leg. Slow and sleepy, Ilya eyes the telltale pink staining his cheeks, the flutter of his dark lashes, and—there it is again. That soft sigh Ilya knows so well. It edges on a scratchy moan, and Ilya’s cock stirs in his boxers.
Shane’s naked under the thin sheet pooled at his waist. Like he’s in a dream, Ilya plucks the sheet between thumb and forefinger and slowly peels it down, just enough to catch a glimpse.
Oh, sweetheart.
His cock is swollen, flushed a furious red, tip smearing wetness over the mattress with every little twitch of his hips. Ilya wonders how long he’s been working himself up. Wonders if he’s there in Shane’s dreams, touching him or kissing him or feeding him his cock.
Ilya glances up to Shane’s innocently lax face, squeezing his own dick through his boxers. It’s always indulgent watching him like this, so unguarded, suspended on the brink. He could lay here for hours tracking the stutters of his breath and the needy twitches of his cock.
Then Shane whines, quiet but so mournful that it tugs Ilya’s heartstrings. His brow furrows, fingers curling into the pillowcase. The way he’s angled, he’s barely getting any friction from the bed.
Eyes trained on Shane’s face, Ilya inches closer until his thigh’s pressed more firmly between Shane’s legs. He reaches around with a careful hand on Shane’s back, easing him forward until his sticky-wet cock is pressed against him.
Shane’s breath catches, and for a second Ilya thinks he might wake up. But he only lets out a long, shaky exhale as he fucks forward, all clumsy and jerky. Ilya flexes his thigh, and Shane’s flush deepens as he ruts into that firm muscle, mumbling nonsense under his breath.
“Yeah,” Ilya whispers, awed. “That’s my good boy.”
Ilya presses at the small of his back, drawing him into a filthy-slow grind. Shane’s panting now, hot-wet and drooling onto the pillow. Fuck, maybe he’ll come like this—but as Ilya gazes at him he whimpers and sucks his plump lower lip into his mouth, worrying at it before dropping his mouth open again.
Ah.
With a knowing smile, Ilya shifts his weight to bring his thumb to Shane’s lips, tracing the bow of them oh-so-gently. Shane’s face scrunches and his head tosses drunkenly, chasing the touch. As soon as Ilya presses down on his lower lip, Shane sucks the tip right into his mouth.
“Blyat. You are perfect,” Ilya hisses, sliding his thumb all the way into that velvety heat and biting back a groan as Shane sleepily mouths at it. He pulls back to paint Shane’s lips with spit, leaving them shining pretty in the low light, and fuck, Shane’s tongue lolls out of his mouth, seeking Ilya out with a plaintive sound.
Ilya plunges his thumb back inside, petting over his soft tongue. He marvels at the reflexive way it curls around him, at Shane’s muffled happy noises. Shane suckles at Ilya’s thumb like it’s soothing him, and the mindless rhythm of it soothes Ilya too, dreamy contentment washing over him even as his cock throbs. Shane’s face smooths out into a blissful expression as he humps Ilya’s leg and settles himself with his thumb.
Yeah, this is what he needed. This is what he always needs.
Those pretty sounds climb steadily higher, breaths coming harsher from his nose as Ilya fucks his thumb in and out of his mouth. He’s trembling, goosebumps rising on his heated skin, hips juddering so messy and senseless. Precome pulses hot and slick over Ilya’s thigh, the head of Shane’s cock sliding over the coarse hair there. A rough moan escapes his throat—
He jerks awake, blinking unfocused eyes at Ilya.
“Good morning,” Ilya says, mouth quirking up at one side.
Shane garbles something like fuck and fumbles for Ilya’s wrist. When he wrenches Ilya’s thumb out, Ilya’s stomach drops—worried he’s overstepped—but then Shane’s shoving two of his fingers into his mouth instead, as deep as they’ll go, swallowing down as much of Ilya as he physically can and moaning like he’s still not satisfied.
“Oh, fuck,” Ilya whispers. “Humping my leg and sucking my thumb wasn’t enough, yeah? Want my fingers down your fucking throat, sweetheart?”
Shane groans, nodding frantically as Ilya fucks deeper, feeling out the shape of his teeth, rubbing over his tongue. His fingertips graze the back of his throat and Ilya relishes the soft click as he gags, loud in the hush of the morning. Shane’s eyes roll back. He squeezes his wrist and tries to pull him deeper still, knuckles bumping his chin.
Ilya growls softly. “Need to be sooo full of me, hm? Shh, shh, I know. I know.”
Ilya pushes him onto his back and straddles him, shoving a third finger into his mouth. Shane moans, lips stretching wide and spit dribbling down his chin, slurping as he tries to hollow his cheeks.
Shane squirms and bucks and begs so gorgeously with those shining-wet eyes, so Ilya wraps his other hand tight around his cock. It only takes a couple of slick strokes before he's coming onto his belly with a muffled whimper, teeth clamping down on Ilya’s fingers like a puppy.
Ilya grins, leaning down to kiss his cheeks, his sweaty forehead, his lips still sealed around Ilya’s fingers. He draws his hand back slightly, questioning, but Shane shakes his tired head and holds on tight.
“Okay,” Ilya murmurs, soft and sweet, stroking Shane’s tongue as his eyes flutter closed again. “Whatever you need.”
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I’ve been trying to put my finger on why Hades being depicted as a villain is so annoying in other media but works so well in Hadestown, and I think I’ve figured out why: Hadestown Hades isn’t the bad guy because he’s the god of the DEAD; instead, he’s the bad guy because he’s the god of WEALTH. Usually, whenever Hades appears in a movie or video game, he has some stupid motivation like “ughh I’m tired of being lord of the underworld I wanna be lord of everything” or “I’m the Greek mythology version of the western concept of Satan, fear me!!” but Hadestown really said screw that and made his motivation “I love my wife so much but we have a shitty marriage arrangement and her long absence combined with my severe self-doubt has lead me down the hellish road to corruption by all the riches under the ground.”
#okay but you could argue! that in hadestown specifically#hades being the god of wealth and the god of death are both part of him being a capitalist#unsafe practices and hazardous materials kill or disable a LOT of construction workers#labour laws are written in blood#and it’s impossible to get filthy rich like that without exploiting other human beings
Sorry @exeiguess but your tags passed peer review. This is it exactly. The two are intertwined especially when it comes to discussions of labor and worker’s rights and exploitation, and THAT’S part of what makes him work so perfectly as the antagonist in Hadestown.
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Just a thoughtful post about season 2. I will also soap box a little about how I do believe most people in the HR fandom don’t need to hear this and the ones that are toxic and problematic are the minority and just louder than the rest and not genuine and just want a rise out of people don’t let them ruin your fun.
smth smth the way loons return in pairs to the same breeding lake year after year to defend it because once they've found home they keep finding their way back to it. hollanov crossing continents only to end up at the cottage every summer, every season, no matter what the year has brought them. building the wall a little taller each time until the whole world is outside and it's just theirs. shane standing in front of the commissioner saying "i choose him come on ilya." yuna: you would leave boston for shane? ilya: yes. no questions asked. can someone sedate me
Something I wish more heated rivalry fans were aware of is pre season games. More importantly, that Ottawa and Montreal play each other for the pre season. Which means the first Ottawa vs Montreal game after Shane signs with the centaurs is a game that will have zero consequences and will not affect their playoff chances in the long run at all. Ilya Rozanov is spending that entire fucking game in the sin bin
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Person: "Hello sir." he pets the frog with one finger.
Person: "Have a good day. Actually wait a minute. You missed a bug, but I got you home boy. Hold on." he picks a bug up and throws it next to the frog.
Frog: turns around and eats the bug.
Person: "OHHHHH-" sings high pitched and angelic like he witnessed a miracle.
